Over The Phone
Pairing: Sekai
Fandom: Exo
Words: 1200
Genre: Smut
Warnings: None
50. ‘Getting fucked hard while on the phone.’
Sehun whined, high and needy in the back of his throat as he tugged impatiently at Jongin’s tie and his suit jacket. They had just gotten back from the red carpet and had skipped the offer to go with the other members and their staff to a big dinner somewhere in Seoul to hang back and have some fun in the dorm by themselves. Jongin looked incredibly hot in that suit and his tight black jeans but Sehun thought he looked hotter fucking into him at a brutal pace, sweat glistening against his golden honey skin and breath laboured.
Jongin smirked against Sehun’s lips and kicked the door closed, pushing the younger backwards and guiding him into his and Kyungsoo’s shared room. Sehun squeaked when the back of his knees bumped against the edge of Jongin’s bed and he tumbled backwards, pulling the elder down with him.
Sehun made lewd noises as Jongin’s tongue worked across milky skin, his hands rubbing Sehun’s sides and thumbs pressing into the v line of his hips. Jongin’s hips slowly ground down against Sehun’s and he groaned at the friction it gave him, Sehun’s low moan following his. Jongin’s hands quickly found the waistband of Sehun’s jeans and he began to unbutton and unzip them, listening intently to Sehun’s little pleas.
“Jongin, hyung, please…” Sehun’s hands balled in the dark sheets of Jongin’s bed as he felt a hot mouth against his cock, not satisfying enough because of the thin piece of material separating his mouth and his dick. Sehun bucked his hips up when he felt Jongin tug down the offending material just so that the head of his cock was visible, sucking on the sensitive skin with loud noises, turning the younger on further.
“Ah-ahh-fuck-ah, hyung please…Jongin please, fuck, I need you…” Sehun begged, glancing down to see that the elder was shallowly bobbing his head and staring back up at him, the corners of his eyes creased in what Sehun assumed was a mischievious smile. Jongin - growing impatient - pulled Sehun’s boxers down along with his jeans and his shoes, leaving him in a dishevelled white button up, a loose black tie, baby blue socks and messy hair. Jongin loved it. “Tell me what you want, baby. I won’t know unless you tell me what you want so fucking bad.” Jongin pulled his signature smirk and towered over Sehun’s form again.
“I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t feel anything else, hyung…I don’t want to walk for a week…” Sehun panted as he pulled Jongin down, their lips meeting in a sloppy kiss. Jongin’s hand slowly stroked Sehun’s leaking cock, his smirk only growing as he heard Sehun moan lewdly. “I can do that,” the elder smirked as he reached his arm over and his fingers scrambled for the lube hidden between the matress and the headboard.
Sehun moaned loudly when he felt a lubed finger slip inside of him, his back arching and his mouth hanging open. The boy writhed under Jongin’s fingertips, his voice cracking when Jongin slipped in a second, third and oh god a fourth finger. “Jong-fuck-Jongin…hyung,” Sehun looked at him with pleading eyes and whined when he felt the elder’s fingers slip out of him, only to moan when he felt the blunt head of the elder’s cock press slowly into him.
“Oh god- fuck you’re so tight…” Jongin bit his lip as he shifted a little bit, eliciting a moan from the younger. Sehun propped himself up against the pillows on Jongin’s bed and pulled his legs apart for convenience. Jongin leaned over him and languidly began to move his hips around, feeling as Sehun tightened and then relaxed again.
“Ah! Jongin-n- fuck- nyahh! Hyung!” Sehun cried out when Jongin thrust hard into him suddenly, hitting his prostate with deadly accuracy. “Ah, fuck…Sehun-ah, you’re so good…shit..” Jongin cursed as he fucked into Sehun with abandon. Just at that moment, the faint sound of a phone ringing on the bedside table caught their attention. It was Sehun’s.
“Ah, fuck..Jongin- ah- hyung, I-I n-need to answer i-it…” Sehun’s fingers fumbled for the phone and he looked up at Jongin with dark eyes. “Nuh uh, you are going to answer that fucking phone right now,” Jongin smirked as he continued to pound the younger into the bed. “It’s J-Junmyeon-hyung…” Sehun squeaked as he pressed the answer button and pressed it against his ear.
“Hey, how are things at the dorm? Have you destroyed it yet? Haha.”
“A-Augh, h-hyung, you know w-we have more self control than tha-at,” Sehun glared at Jongin while the latter simply smiled and continued with his brutal pace.
“Are you okay? You seem out of breath, please don’t tell me you caught a cold.”
“I-I may have- achoo!” Sehun faked a sneeze but through the phone to Junmyeon it sounded real.
“Oh Sehun, how many times have I told you to wear a thick coat to the red carpet?”
“I-It’s not my-y-ah f-fau-lt!”
“Hold on, where’s Jongin?”
“I’m right here hyung,” Jongin leaned in really close and spoke in the deepest octave he could hit.
“What the hell is up with your voice? And what is that slapping sound in the background? Don’t tell me Sehun’s watching porn when we’re out again.”
“I just woke up, you numpty. Aaannndd, yeah Sehun’s watching porn again,” Jongin gave a particularly hard thrust right into the younger’s prostate and he had to bite into his hand to keep down the scream that was bubbling up in his throat. The elder of the two smirked down at him as he pressed his tongue against his nipple and sucked quietly while their leader began talking again.
“Okay well…okay yeah, that makes sense I guess. We’ll be back in about an hour and the dorm better not smell of fucking sex when we get back.” Junmyeon sighed.
“I can’t guarantee that, hyung~”
Jongin threw the phone back onto the bedside table and gripped Sehun’s hips with rough fingertips, fucking into him brutally and loudly. “Ahh! Shit, Jongin-ah! Nyahh~ Fucking god oh my Jesus- fuck!” Sehun screamed as he threw his head back, his head bumping into the headboard with Jongin’s deep thrusts.
“Shit I’m going to cum…” Jongin murmured as he ran one of his hands through his hair. Sehun moaned loudly again. “Ah fuck yeah, Jongin, just like that…you want to cum don’t you, big boy? You want to fucking cum in my tight little ass? Is that what you want, hyung?” Jongin bit his lip and groaned at Sehun’s words, leaning down and pressing their lips together while his hand snaked around to pump Sehun’s leaking cock.
“Ah! Fuck, hyung!” Sehun came with a shout, his hips lifting as he ground against Jongin while the elder carried out his orgasm as well. “Fuck, Jongin…” Sehun moaned again as he felt Jongin pull out, shivering under the elder’s gaze. He was watching his cum slowly drip out of Sehun.
“FUCK NOW I’VE GOT A BONER. THANKS YOU TWO.”
Jongin chuckled deeply at the panicked voice of Junmyeon while Sehun just buried his face into the elder’s chest.
