#Sehun scenario

[justwritedreams]

All about you | Sehun

Sehun x Reader

Word count: 2.705 Genre: fluff, little angst Author: maari  Warnings: A small argument, lack of communication between them, the reader feels pressured, kinda based on real life lol Note: I liked this one, even though I had countless ideas for this request, this scenario was the best I could write Request: he’s been distancing himself from his s/o and they get in a fight he confesses that he wants to get married and start a family but he thinks that his s/o doesn’t want to get married and start a family because she’s younger than him (she’s 21-22) but it turns out that she actually wants to marry sehun and have kids with him.

⫷ Exo Masterlist

The atmosphere in the car was heavy and neither Sehun nor Y/N dared to clear that cloud that had settled over their heads.

It was supposed to be a pleasant weekend, it was the first time that Sehun met his girlfriend's family and although he had listened carefully to what she had said about the family, how the 3 siblings she had were jealous and protective of her because she was the youngest in the family or how everyone talked about it very loudly, he had overlooked everything because that was a very important step they were taking in their relationship.

He was happy and anxious. Well, before lunch.

It hadn't been a complete disaster until Y/N's parents and siblings started talking about kids and marriage.

Even though they had been together for less than a year, Sehun and her had never gotten into this subject, so he didn't know what she really thought.

However, the more the parents or siblings commented on some acquaintances or friends who were seeing their daughters have babies or walk down the aisle, Y/N's expression changed drastically.

She stopped eating immediately, her face withered and serious, staring at any point on the table while the family joked that they couldn't wait for all this to happen to her.

Sehun noticed her shoulder getting stiffer with each plan her family made, hoping that she would agree or be excited to announce that it would soon be her.

What didn't happen.

And that actually worried Sehun. Because he had never cared about the age difference between them until then, Y/N was always much more mature than most people her age and was always very authentic in front of him, but that afternoon he felt the abyss of generation that separated them.

Because he wanted stability, security and a family, yes, why not?

He had seen his best friends go through this, Y/N's family house was packed with her nephews and he had enjoyed that. He made him feel at home.

He glanced at her once again, Y/N had her head pressed against the window and her arms were crossed, she was looking at the landscape outside but her eyes weren't focused there, her mind was elsewhere and he knew that.

"Love." he called to her quietly. “Babe, come on, it doesn’t have to be like this. It wasn't that bad.”

She laughed, humorless.

“A lunch with the Adams family would have been more fun.”

It was his turn to laugh, incredulous at the harsh tone of her voice.

“You’re overreacting now.”

He looked at her at the exact moment she brought her hand to rub her face.

“Are you crying?” he asked worriedly, his brow furrowed.

Y/N even shook her head because she didn't trust her own voice but Sehun took one hand off the steering wheel and placed it on her chin, making her look at him.

Her eyes were teary and red, and she wore a guilty expression.

She pulled his hand away when she noticed his surprised expression.

"Sorry." was all she said before sniffing her nose.

Sehun returned his hand to the steering wheel, confused.

"Why are you apologizing?" he asked, eyes intent on the road.

He wanted to understand her reaction so he could help or comfort her.

“It would have been the perfect afternoon if my family hadn’t ruined it with stupid questions.”

Sehun felt like he had been punched in the stomach.

"You don't need-"

“No, Sehun, you don’t understand.” She adjusted herself on the car seat, looking at him. “I hate it when they do that, they talk about my life as if they could decide for me, as if I wasn't adult enough to make my own decisions.”

He took a deep breath, he understood her frustration but wanted to calm her down because he didn't want it to come between the two of them.

“They want me to follow in the footsteps of everyone they know, they judged me for taking so long to find a boyfriend while my friends were in serious relationships long before me, and now they want me to do exactly what everyone else has been doing. Getting married and having children, they didn't even ask me if I wanted that, they immediately said that I would have to live a peaceful and almost boring life.

“You never said you didn’t want this.” he reminded her and she was silent for a moment.

“Well, I don’t know.” she shrugged. “I'm too young to decide something so important, I mean, do you know how big a responsibility it is to bring a child into the world?”

“I think you're thinking too much about a subject you're still not sure about. And I don’t think age is an issue.” he said, seriously, now avoiding looking at her.

“It's just that I never stopped to think about whether I wanted this or not, I mean until last year I didn't even know you.”

“And what does that have to do with it?”

“We haven’t even been dating for a year, Sehun.” she remembered.

"And?" he asked, in an obvious tone and she looked at him confused.

“How are we going to make plans for a future that we don’t even know will come?”

He laughed, bitterly.

“And why do you date someone if not to make plans?” he questioned and she was silent. “Unless you’re with me just because I’m pretty.”

She looked at him offended.

“Of course not, you know I love you.”

“So I don’t understand why you’re so mad about this, it doesn’t mean you’ll get pregnant tomorrow if you think about it.”

She crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes.

“You talk like you really want to get married and have kids with me.” she laughed in disbelief and waited for him to deny it but the answer she got was very different from what she imagined.

"And if I want?" He stopped at the lighthouse, turning his attention to her who faltered, her jaw dropping without being able to control it.

"What?"

“Do you want me to repeat it? Okay, I want to marry and have children with you, Y/N. Ever since I realized I was in love with you, I've thought about building a future for us.” Y/N's expression was pure shock but Sehun continued. “I don't want to waste any more time because soon I'll have to go to the army.”

“You don’t need to remind me of that.” she snorted.

This was another discussion that would certainly worsen the situation in that car.

“I’m just saying that I want to build a life with you after I get dispensed.” she tried to look for any trace of doubt in his eyes but she didn't find any, Sehun never looked so convinced and that scared her, leaving her speechless. “But only if you want too.” he spoke finally, ending the subject there.

She sighed and rested her head against the window again, not knowing what to say and with a huge confusion in her head.

[...]

When Sehun warned Y/N that he would be busy for the next few days, she understood.

She knew that her boyfriend's schedule was getting tighter and tighter because of the upcoming enlistment, he was trying to get everything done.

When he stopped responding to her frequently, she also understood. She had the slight impression that he was moving away from her, but she tried not to jump to conclusions before he told her himself.

But after almost a month without seeing him in person, with short conversations and no emotion, she didn't think it was just an impression. He was moving away, and what was worse, he was avoiding talking to her.

He was dodging it, always giving the same excuse that work was taking up all his time.

Since the fight in the car, well, she didn't think it had been a real fight, at most an argument, neither of them had brought up the subject of family and children again.

Even though she was thinking about it every day. Although she missed talking to her boyfriend, for the first few weeks she enjoyed it because she needed time to think about her life.

She didn't consider herself a person who made a lot of plans, she didn't even know what career she wanted to pursue, because in fact she was afraid of setting certain goals and ending up not being able to achieve them, frustration was the worst feeling for her.

But, she needed to admit that Sehun was right.

And more than ever she realized that if she were to do that, create a future with someone, she could only imagine it being with Sehun.

In fact, for a few days she stood at the door of her room imagining Sehun playing with their children and without realizing it, a wide smile appeared every time she dreamed about it, her heart warmed just thinking about the possibility but at the same time a lump formed in her throat when she remembered that she and her boyfriend were far apart.

Even though she was an extremely stubborn person, Y/N decided to swallow all her pride and resolve that situation once and for all. She missed her boyfriend, his playful and goofy manners, the late-night conversations they had when one couldn't sleep and the other insisted on doing something to pass the time, she even missed Vivi.

So, when she was fed up with waiting for him to come after her, she decided to go to his house, taking the risk of not finding him there but it wouldn't be a problem because she would wait until she could talk to him.

And that's what she did, she rang the doorbell several times but got no response, as she saw through the crack in the door that the light was off, she decided to wait on the street, more specifically sitting on the sidewalk. She thought about all the things she had planned to talk about with Sehun, explaining her point of view, her fears and insecurities, but she felt ready to take another step in the relationship, as long as she went with him.

Sehun had said he would do that if she wanted, right? So, she wanted it!

She didn't know how long she had been standing there, with her elbow resting on her leg looking into nothing, nor was she able to pay attention to the body that was demanding its position on that hard street.

“Y/N?” she shivered when she heard Sehun's voice next to her and looked up towards him, seeing him standing next to her with a frown.

And then she forgot everything she had gone through in her head, well she knew what to do, but Sehun there wasn't helping her reason like a normal person, which used to be routine since the young and handsome boy took the words out of her mouth every time.

“Oh, hi.” she got up from the street, running her hand over her clothes in a clear sign of nervousness.

“What are you doing out here on the sidewalk?”

She shrugged, placing her hands inside the pockets of the jacket she wore.

"I was waiting for you." she admitted and he made to take a step towards her but stopped, the atmosphere was awkward between them. It was bordering on embarrassment.

“You have the house keys, why didn’t you go in?” he questioned, pointing ahead and they started walking towards his house.

That was a great question that Y/N had a good answer for.

"I don't want to bother." That's what she said before they entered. “I wouldn’t feel comfortable coming in here without you knowing.”

He sighed and opened the door for her to enter first, she did so and took off her shoes. Then she waited for him to do the same.

As soon as he closed the door, he scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say to her.

“You’ve never felt this way before.”

“Because we hadn’t fought like that before.” she remembered and Sehun nodded, avoiding looking at her.

He went to the sofa, being watched by her, and threw himself down, taking a deep breath.

“I don’t want to argue with you anymore.” he said and she sighed, going the same way as him and sitting next to him. “I’m tired, Y/N.”

She looked at him, sad.

It's a good thing he felt that way because she did too.

“I am too, Sehun. Tired of you avoiding me.”

He looked at her, guilty.

“I thought it would be better, I didn’t want to have any more friction between us.”

Y/N came closer and placed her hand on his knee.

“Do you remember when you told me that all our differences would be resolved through conversation?” he nodded. “We didn’t do that, Sehun. And it’s killing me.”

He placed his hand on top of hers, making a gentle caress.

“I’m sorry for pulling away, I thought it would be better to convince me.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“Convincing of what?”

“That you have other personal projects.” he shrugged, looking straight ahead making her heart sink. “It’s like I told you, I don’t want this if you don’t want it either, it wouldn’t even make sense really.”

Y/N felt a slight fear at the direction the conversation was taking.

“Sehun…”

“Look, I understand, okay? You're still too young to decide something so big that will affect your life forever. I don't want to see you unhappy because I love you and all I want most is for you to be happy.”

Y/N smiled slightly when she saw Sehun speak quickly but even so, his words had an effect on her heart, because he showed that he was concerned about what she wanted and that made her feel even more loved.

So, unable to say anything or focus on what Sehun continued to say, she got up from the couch, making him silent for a moment.

"What?" he asked, looking at her curiously. “Are you leaving?”

She laughed and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing their faces closer to hers. Y/N kissed the tip of his nose.

“No, silly.” She smiled at the suspicious face he made. “How could I leave after that?”

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused, and a pout formed.

"I love you, you know?" he smiled restrainedly. "And all I want most is to spend the rest of my life with you, to build a future for us."

Y/N saw Sehun's eyes light up in a way she had never seen before and then he hugged her around the waist, burying his face in her neck and laughing like a child.

She did the same, taking her hands to his black hair and stroking it.

"I don't believe that." he spoke, voice being muffled by Y/N's skin. "This is a dream." he pulled his face away to look her in the eyes. "I want to hear that again."

She cocked her head to the side, smiling shyly.

“I want to be the mother of your children, Oh Sehun.” she spoke, convinced and continued stroking his hair, while his eyes didn't leave her.

Sehun kept his smile wide and his eyes dropped to Y/N's lips, who wet them with her own tongue expectantly.

She began to bring her face closer to his to seal their lips and in one quick movement, Sehun held her by the thighs and got up from the sofa with her still in his lap.

Y/N let out a high-pitched laugh and grabbed his shoulder to keep from falling.

"What are you doing?" She asked and he started distributing kisses down her neck.

"We have to practice." He spoke between kisses. "You can't say that to me and leave this house without testing a few things."

He raised his eyebrows with a mischievous smile and she just laughed, letting herself be carried away.

Well, if Sehun said they had to practice then she agreed.

[proudahgase-exol]

Random text with BF! Sehun

Sehun x reader text au

I have been missing my man so much 🥺

[eomayas]

10:07 PM • osh

pairing: sehun x f reader, fwb relationship!

genre: smut, 18+ MINORS DNI

synopsis: you and sehun are fwbs and have a little bit of fun

warnings: p in v penetration, fingering, creampie, praise, teasing, sehun is cheeky

unedited

“you’re all dressed up,” sehun says sarcastically when he opens the door to let you in. you dressed in sweats and a big sweatshirt (his, actually), and a pair of slides. you two are practically wearing the same thing.

“it’s all coming off, anyway,” you say casually, pulling the hood of your jacket down and making your way to his living room.

“if that’s the case then my room is this way,” he replies, like you don’t know, and didn’t come over here for one thing. you look at him and raise your eyebrows, mockingly. he just smirks at you and grabs you hand, gently pulling you down the hallway and into his bedroom.

when you both enter the room and he quickly closes the door, you slide your (his) sweatshirt off and toss it onto the floor, leaving you in a thin tank top. sehun walks over to the bed and sits down, pulling you on top of him. “no bra,” he comments when your chest is in front of his eyes, nipples peaked and alert.

“nope,” you say, running your tongue over your top row of teeth. you place your hands on sehuns shoulders and look down at him staring up at you. he leans up to kiss you and you pull back slightly. “you’re a little eager.” you tease, pulling at his bottom lip with your thumb.

“says you,” sehun replies, tossing you onto the bed next to him and then crawling on top of you. he doesn’t miss the way your breasts jiggle, and kisses the tops of them that spill out of your shirt before he even kisses you.

the kiss starts out a little slow, slower than usual, and you start kissing him back with more want and fervor. you hands slide up his back and into his hair, one hand holding the back of his neck and while the other grabs ahold of his dark locks. sehun moves from your mouth to kiss at your jaw and down to your neck, his fingers gripping your hips tightly. “hunnie,” you say, using his nickname. your hands slide down his back and underneath his shirt. “take this off.” you breathe when he sucks on that spot on your neck. sehun pulls back, resting on his knees in between your legs.

sehun pulls his shirt off, his muscles flexing lightly. you’ve seen this body naked enough times to have it memorized. you know every curve, every mole, every scar. you know how it’ll feel underneath your fingertips. but every time you do see it, it’s always like the first time. it’s no secret he’s toned and muscular; not beefy, but strong and lean. you can never look at him like this for too long without wanting to blush and giggle like a school girl.

“better?” he teases, putting his hands on your knees. you nod and sit up slightly as you reach your hand out to run them across his abs. your touch is soft and feather like, almost non existent, but you feel him just fine.

sehun watches you, his eyes ping-ponging from your face that looks a little too into his abs, and your hand. you let out a little breath and put your hands on his ribs, pulling him down with you as you lay back on the bed. sehun holds himself up using your knees before placing his hands on either side of your head and resuming his place on your neck.

he nips and sucks on your neck, making sure to leave a mark. you let out tiny pants and whimpers as he creates his hickey on your neck; marking you, claiming you, but you don’t mind when it feels this good.

sehun kisses down to your chest. he pulls your tank top down, not bothering to fully remove it, and pulls your breasts free. he wastes no time sucking and fondling you breasts.

“hunnie,” you whine after a few minutes. he looks up at you, your nipple in his mouth. “cmon, hunnie. i need you.” you say. he pulls back from your chest, a line of saliva following.

you push your sweats down to your knees and he finishes pulling them off for you. “you’re a little eager,” he mocks, pressing two fingers against your clothed cunt. goosebumps form on your skin and you let out a breath.

“shut up,” you say, pulling down your underwear too, proving his point but not really caring. you ball your panties up in your fist, ready to toss them to the side until you look up at sehun, whose eyes are glued to your now exposed cunt. instead of throwing them to the floor, you throw them at sehun, and he snaps out of his daze and catches them in midair before they hit him.

he looks at you for a moment, a hint of mischief in his eyes. before you can register what he’s doing, he brings your panties up to his nose and takes a whiff. “perv!” you say, your face heating up. sehun only smirks and puts your underwear into his pocket. “you’re si- fuck,” you gasp, squeezing your legs together as sehun slips two fingers inside of you without warning. with his free hand, he forces your legs open and holds them down.

“i’m what?” he asks, a devilish grin on his face.

“y-you’re sick—shit, sehun!” you cry, your back arching when he adds a third finger and starts fondling your nipple, rolling it in between his fingers.

“yeah, but you like it,” he says, leaning up to attach his mouth to the breast that he isn’t occupying with his hand. the fact that every sensitive part of you body is being played with makes you start panting, loud moans leaving your mouth when he curls his fingers and hits that spot. “you about to come for me?” sehun asks, taking you out of his mouth momentarily.

you can only whimper in response, your toes curling. your knees dare to press together but only to as far as sehuns frame will allow. “cmon, y/n. i know you can do it for me,” he says, speeding up his movements and pressing down on your clit with his thumb.

you don’t know whether it’s the overstimulatation or his fingers, but you come all over his hand with a loud whine, your back arching up into his chest. “sehun!” you cry, clenching around his fingers. you continue to gush as he finger-fucks you through your orgasm.

“that’s right, baby,” he says, not stopping his movements. you grab onto his wrist to stop him, your legs starting to shake and your brain feeling fuzzy.

“hunnie, please,” you gasp, trying to crawl away from him. he finally lets up and pulls his fingers out of you. your arousal is sticky and his digits are coated in it. whatever didn’t get on his hands slips out onto your thighs and his sheets, and you cringe at the feeling.

sehun sucks on his fingers, humming at the taste. you watch him through heavy lids, biting back a smile when he pulls them out of his mouth and licks his lips. he steps off the bed and pulls his sweats down, his erection hard in his briefs. sehun palms himself as he looks down at you, all pretty and laid out for him. “turn around,” sehun orders. you manage to sit up and turn over, getting on all fours. “you still on the pill?” he asks, pulling his underwear down.

“uh-huh,” you say, looking back at him over you shoulder. his dick is on full display. he holds it in one hand and you swallow thickly, turning to look at his headboard. you feel him come up behind you. he presses a kiss onto you lower back before grabbing ahold of your hips and yanking your towards him. you put an arch in your back and brace yourself for him breaching your folds.

he teasingly taps the head of his dick on your folds, his free hand grabbing a handful of your ass. “you’re quiet,” he comments, pushing just the tip inside. you let out a shaky breath, your arms feeling shaky already. “i’m not doing enough?” sehun asks mockingly. he knows he’s not doing enough, but he doesn’t want to bottom out without giving you time to adjust to him.

“no,” you squeak when he pushes himself in deeper. your breathing speeds up and you close your eyes. sehun was not little in the slightest. he was long, and you never quite adjusted to him even after all of this time. every time he’s fully inside, it feels like he stuck his forearm in rather than his dick.

“you want more? you sure?” he asks genuinely.

“i can take it, hunnie,” you breathe. he doesn’t wait another second before he’s pushing into you, holding back from going too fast. you moan and clench around him, making his movements falter.

“y/n, r-relax. you’re gripping me too tight,” sehun says, his voice shaky. if you keep clenching around him like this, he won’t last.

“fuck, sehun!” you cry, trying to will yourself to relax, but the stretch is too much. your arms start shaking so you just give up and let yourself fall into the mattress. your momentary defeat makes you stop squeezing him, and he’s able to keep moving.

sehun strokes slowly a few times before firmly grabbing your hips and speeding up. you scream his name and grab onto the sheets, balling them up in your fists. “you’re taking me so well, y/n,” he groans. “talk to me, baby. i need to hear you. ” you moan in response, tears coming to your eyes.

you blabber incoherently and mewl as he grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head up as he pounds into you. this pace has your vision blurring and you crying out his name like a prayer. “fuck, y/n!” he grunts. sehun releases his grip on your hair by a little bit and pushes your face into the mattress. “you gonna come again for me? all over my dick?” he asks, his strokes slowing down a bit so he can reach forward and play with you clit.

“h-hunnie,” you pant, blinking away all of the black spots in your vision. you don’t have any time to let him know you’re close because you cream all over him. you scream out a string of curse words and whine out his name as he keeps pounding into you, his hand back in your hair while the other holds you firmly.

a few moments later, sehun releases into you with a loud shout or your name. he watches both of your juices pour out of you, and pushes it back in, a sudden sense of possessiveness taking over. “i-i can’t take it, sehun,” you cry, stray tears leaking out of you eyes. he pulls out of you and flips you over. when he notices the tears on your cheeks, he can’t help but smile. “fuck you.” you whine, gently swatting at him.

“i already did,” he replies, leaning down to kiss you. you wrap one arm around his neck and bring the other down in between you. you grab ahold of his still hard dick and push it between your folds. “you want more?” he asks against your mouth.

“yes,” you say, suddenly shy. sehun pushes himself up onto his hands and looks down to see where you both connect, and starts pushing himself inside. you hook one of your legs around his hips and pull him closer to you by the shoulders.

when both of you come, you for the third time and him the second, he pulls out of you with a tiny moan and you whimper at the loss of contact. sehun flops down beside you and catches his breath, one arm behind his head. after a few moments of you two lying there and breathing, you ask, “can you get a towel?”

sehun comes back and wipes you off and checks to make sure that you’re alright and that he didn’t hurt you. “you’re going soft on me,” you say, and he rolls his eyes.

“you’re the one who can’t take dick,” he says back nonchalantly, turning around to toss the soiled towel in his laundry. you gasp and grab a pillow and throw it at him, missing him only by centimeters. sehun smirks at you over his shoulder and starts to get dressed.

you decide to do the same, finding everything that you arrived in except your panties. “sehun, give me my underwear,” you say, pulling your tank top over your breasts properly.

“here,” he says, tossing you a pair that you didn’t wear today. you don’t ask, because it was probably from a time you spent the night, or one of his pervy moments, like earlier tonight.

you finish getting dressed and grab a new sweatshirt out of his closet. sehun rests on the bed, phone in hand as he scrolls aimlessly through his social media apps. it’s only when you say, “you little bastard!” that he looks up and finds you looking in his dresser mirror, the collar of your (his) hoodie yanked down to look at your neck.

sehun smirks and goes back to his phone. “i have a date tomorrow, asshole,” you say, but you don’t actually really care. it’s true, but you really just want to see what he has to say.

“that’ll be awkward, won’t it,” he says, his voice bored. but inwardly, he’s glad he marked you up. no, you’re not dating and he doesn’t really care if you start. but he also knows what is his, and he happens to see you as such.

“it’ll make for interesting conversation.”

you tried covering up the hickey as best as you could using makeup, but it was still visible. you thought about wearing a turtle neck, but it was hot out so you just said fuck it, and went to your date with the hickey still visible.

you could see your date, soobin, glancing at it all night, but he never asked about it. you didn’t really care, because your mind was elsewhere. you couldn’t wait for this date to be over.

when it finally was, you called the one and only person you wanted to see.

“guess the conversation wasn’t so interesting,” he says, the smirk on his face evident in his voice.

“no, it definitely wasn’t,” you reply.

“come over and let me make up for it.”

[kissgirly]

A inevitável maneira de odiar Oh Sehun.

Gênero: enemies to lovers, collegial au! smut.

Contagem de palavras: 1.2k.

essa fic contém: spanking, fingering, dirty talk, degradation kink. 

SINOPSE: Tudo que você precisa saber antes de tudo é que Sehun é um canalha. Um idiota cafajeste que usa garotinhas falsamente inocentes, assim como você.

E infelizmente (ou felizmente), isso faz o querer mais ainda.

Última semana de aula, relógio marca 09:30 da manhã e para variar, tem que terminar um trabalho importantíssimo antes do período acabar. Você teria terminado tudo sozinha, isso se não fosse a ideia ridícula do professor de juntar grupos de pessoas completamente diferentes. Você e Sehun não se entendem desde que entraram no curso, a constante competição intelectual entre vocês passou de limites que nem mesmo os professores aguentam mais.

É claro que todos querem ótimas notas, mas vocês dois querem o boletim perfeito e para isso, constantemente participam da aula como se fosse um jogo. Quem responder mais perguntas corretamente, ganha. São incontáveis as vezes que levantam as mãos para falar, ou as vezes que discutem em sala só para sentir aquela pontinha do ego inflado.

Estava se sentindo exausta, as semanas intensivas de estudo tem te deixado estressada e não é só você que se sentia assim. Sehun parecia mil vezes pior do que é normalmente e mesmo que insistisse, o prazo não iria ser estendido. Então ou trabalhavam juntos… Ou trabalhavam juntos, não tinha outra opção.

A bagunça de canetas na grande mesa te irritava, Sehun falando sem parar de coisas que você já sabe te irritava. Só desejava finalizar o trabalho de uma vez, sem interrupções. Estava a ponto de surtar com a incompetência dos outros colegas de grupo que mal apareceram nas reuniões para discutir o trabalho.

Respirou fundo e se sentou no canto da sala para organizar os pensamentos, Sehun para variar, foi atrás de você na maior cara de pau.

— Sehun, eu não quero pensar no trabalho agora, me deixa descansar merda!

— Ei ei, calma! Eu sei que não quer, por isso eu peguei um lanche. Pelo menos você engole e fica quieta.

— Como você consegue ser cretino mesmo fazendo uma boa ação?

Sehun te imitou de um jeito bobo como se fosse uma criancinha, revirou os olhos e mordeu um pedaço do lanche natural. Um momento de paz entre todo o caos que Sehun te trazia, ele era bagunçado com suas coisas mas extremamente arrumadinho consigo mesmo. O que deixava perigosamente atraente aos teus olhos, encarava demais o coreano, sem ao menos perceber.

— Vem cá, eu sei que eu sou gostoso, inteligente, me visto bem e tal… Mas você vai ficar mesmo me encarando desse jeito?

— An? 

— Me encarar. Porque tá me encarando?

— Nada, é proibido te olhar agora? 

— Não, muito pelo contrário. Mas você tem que tomar cuidado, vai acabar se apaixonando.

— Vai se foder, moleque! Você acha mesmo que isso iria acontecer? Tá sonhando demais.

— Quem deve estar sonhando é você com essa cara de tonta.

Um tapinha foi dado no ombro de Sehun, comeu o último pedaço do lanchinho e fez um bico. Antes mesmo de poder levar o suco à boca, seus lábios foram tomados por um selar curto. Foi como se o mundo tivesse parado por um momento, não respirava, não reagia. Tirando uma gargalhada do homem.

— Não precisa ficar assim, vai. 

Não respondeu, apenas fez uma carinha de brava e deu outro tapinha. Mas no fundo, sabia que tinha gostado.

— Você é um idiota, eu te odeio Sehun.

— Não odeia nada, se me odiasse não ficaria tão obcecada por mim.

— Eu não estou obcecada por você.

— Tsc… Você sempre tenta chamar minha atenção de alguma forma, meu doce. Eu sei disso muito bem. Nem que seja sendo uma vadia irritante. 

Ficou quieta por alguns segundos, dando liberdade para Sehun continuar com as provocações.

— Convenhamos, linda. Se esse ódio todo for tesão, me diz que a gente resolve isso agora.

— Quê? Como? — Perguntou genuinamente, sem nem mesmo perceber que concordava com o garoto.

Sehun se levantou e puxou suas mãos para se levantar também, caminharam juntos até um canto da biblioteca, Sehun afastou uma pequena cômoda e abriu uma porta. Era uma salinha não tão grande, mas arrumada e cheirosa.

— Eu venho estudar aqui às vezes. — Explicou, ajeitando os puffs que ele mesmo havia colocado lá, deixando uma cadeira no meio deles.

— E desde quando isso existe? Eu nunca vi essa sala antes…

— Isso porque eu não quis mostrar pra ninguém, oras. — Trancou a porta e acendeu a luz, puxando sua cintura e encostando seu corpo sobre a parede.

Sentia tanta atração por Sehun que mal sabia como lidar com tantas coisas ao mesmo tempo, ele não queria perder tempo já que passou tantos dias tendo sonhos sujos e pensando no quão gostoso seria te ter ali com ele. Seria meio errado da parte de vocês, principalmente quando se tratava de um ambiente estudantil, mas foda-se. Não se importavam com isso.

Os lábios dele encontraram os seus novamente, num jeito tão gostoso que parecia que ambos finalmente puderam liberar o desejo reprimido depois de tanto tempo. Sehun mantinha as mãos sobre sua cintura, juntando contra o corpo dele, os corpos dançavam em puro desejo. Não se reprimiram mais, apenas queriam um ao outro. 

Te segurou no colo com facilidade, dando passos para trás e sentando sobre uma das cadeiras que havia ali. Você se ajeitou no colo dele e continuaram os amassos. Até você se afastar para se livrar da camiseta que parecia tão incômoda. Sehun desceu os beijos para o seu pescoço, clavícula até chegar aos seios, onde usou as duas mãos para apertar como dois brinquedinhos. Tirando arfares seus.

— Sehun… — Murmurou, mordendo o próprio lábio enquanto afundava o rosto no pescoço do coreano. 

— Nem precisa ficar envergonhada. Eu prometo que depois disso, você nunca mais vai me odiar. Muito menos agir igual vadiazinha. Garotas como você só aprendem com uma boa surra.

Mal deu tempo de contrariar o homem, já sentiu o corpinho ser manejado, ficando de bruços no colo de Sehun e sentindo a mão pesada acariciar o bumbum. 

— Tão redondinho… Vai ficar toda marcada pra mim, e lembre-se de que não quero ouvir nem um pio. 

Levantou a barra da sainha, apertando uma das nádegas antes de deixar um tapa reforçado ali, a marquinha dos cinco dedos estampados no seu bumbum fez Sehun sorrir largo. Era linda, ainda mais quando percebia que ficava mais molhada por conta disso. 

— Hunie… Eu…

— O que eu disse, hein? Você não passa de uma garotinha imunda, ficou molhada só com esses tapinhas? É isso? 

Desceu os dedos para o íntimo coberto pela calcinha, tocando devagar toda a área molhadinha, um chiado saiu de seus lábios, enquanto empinava o quadril para sentir mais do toque, ficar mais melada para ele.

Sehun era rápido, quando sentiu o íntimo melado o suficiente, afastou o tecido para o ladinho e penetrou dois dedinhos. Era apertado o suficiente para imaginar coisas sujas com você. Os gemidinhos baixos eram calados pela outra mão do homem, precisava ficar calada se não quisesse ser pega por algum aluno ou funcionário que rodava por ali.  

Fazia movimentos de tesourinha para te deixar mais larga, prontinha para ele. Estocava até o fundinho, deixando apenas os barulhinhos molhados ecoar pelo cômodo. Aumentava os movimentos só para te ver contorcer no colo dele, e parava logo em seguida para te deixar irritadinha, mole nos toques dele.

Você odiava Sehun, principalmente quando ele te provocava. 

Mas tantas provocações para uma garota tão fraquinha, não iriam resultar em outra coisa, após murmúrios e choramingos da sua parte, sentiu o íntimo tão meladinho pulsar e o melzinho escorrer por suas coxas. Sehun segurou seu corpinho com as duas mãos, te deixando de pé.

— Você acha que acabou? Eu só comecei, docinho…

[aqupisrecs]

[ ● FIC REC ] FILE NAME : SEHUN / OH SE-HUN

CONTENTS : M - Mature, ✰ - Favorites, ⚘ - Fluff, ♧ - Angst

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Oh, Baby! > </ ⚘ ♧ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Formidable > </ ⚘ ♧>

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Neighbors > </ ✰ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Yes, Sir ft. Kai > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀While You're Asleep > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Teasing > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Mutual Mast*rbation > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Good Morning > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Drunk Scenario > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀A Hug Is All You Need > </ ✰ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Baby Boy > </ ✰ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀How Sehun Acts When He's In Love > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀//coming soon...

Updated [ 2023 - June - 10 ]

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[mybiasisexo]

Normal 🍜

Genre: idek | exopower!au Pairing: sehun x Reader Length: 946 Warnings: vague...just like this warning lmfaooo

@avatarren asks: I love Drabble games! I’d like to request number 7 & 11 with Sehun!

a/n: idkw this one was so difficult for me. ig im getting rusty 😭

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

You were in the kitchen of your small apartment when some commotion caught your attention. You turned around and screamed from the top of your lungs when you saw a dark figure by your open window—which was not opened by you.

“It’s just me!” An urgent, familiar voice assured.

“Oh Sehun!” You cried as you placed a hand over your racing heart. “You scared the hell out of me!”

“You should really lock your windows,” he reprimanded as he closed the one he entered from, before coming into the light of the kitchen. He was dressed like a soldier, his dark hair cut short, exposing his beautifully sculpted face.

“I live on the fourth floor,” you informed him, trying not to get too distracted by his beauty.

“Still….” He leaned against your counter that sat between you both.

You go back to the ramen you were cooking, trying to ignore the tall man behind you.

You’ve known Sehun for five years now. It was a rather long story, but you had gotten yourself tied up in some scary illegal government stuff, and he had helped you out of it. Helped you get back to normality.

Unfortunately, normal was a word he never could get used to himself. He was a soldier, a defender for both this world, and one he no longer inhabited, apparently. It was all very inconceivable. All you truly understood was that he ended up stuck on Earth fighting some evil force, and he and his other friends may or may not have superpowers.

Yeah, very inconceivable.

“Ramen?” You asked.

“Yeah,” he was quick to agree. You put the pot on the counter, handing him some chopsticks. He didn’t waste any time digging in.

“You’re dressed for war,” you mentioned, noting the camo outfit and boots.

He scratched his head. “Suho found a lead. We’re heading out to investigate in the morning.”

“Oh….”

“You scared for me?” He questioned with a smirk, teasing you.

You rolled your eyes. “I should know by now that you don’t need the concern. But…. I feel like somebody needs to. You guys are always putting yourself in danger. Whenever you leave, I always wonder if….”

You were revealing too much, getting to emotional. He caught onto that, and gently asked you to continue.

You inhaled some courage. “I wonder if it’s going to be the last time I’ll ever see you.”

His eyes took you in. You watched as they bounced around, locking with every point of your face.

“You have nothing to worry about,” he finally answered. Not going to lie, you felt disappointment from his reply. “It’s our job. Why we were created.”

“But you have lost people,” you reminded him, thinking about the Luhan fellow he brought up occasionally. The best friend that wasn’t able to escape the hell they endured when they first landed onto this planet. “You are capable of dying, you know?”

“We’re stronger now. And we’re always careful, we know what we’re doing.”

“I know,” you said, dropping your gaze to the little bit of broth left in the pot. You shook your head. “Never mind. Pretend I never mentioned it.”

He went back to quietly observing you. This was what your relationship mostly consisted of. He would pop in out of nowhere and watch you, as though he was trying to understand how humans worked.

He pursed his lips and walked around the counter to stand before you. As if he weren’t completely sure what he was doing, he slowly lifted his glove-covered hands to your face, pulling it up so that you were looking at him. Your breath got caught in your throat at the contact, he’d never touched you before, not like this. It was…intimate.

“Thank you for your concern,” he said. “It makes me feel good, knowing someone cares if I’m dead or alive.”

“Is that why you always come back?” You questioned, sounding a bit more bitter than intended.

He grinned down at you. “You’re my person. You’ll always be the one I go to.”

Your eyes widened from his confession. His person. It was the most romantic thing he’d ever said, but you weren’t sure if that’s what he meant it as or not. Maybe you were reading too much into it. His eyes glimmered with something though, something that led you to believe he was indeed being romantic, in his own little way.

You smiled up at him. “You’re sure it’s not just because you saved me all those years ago?”

“I’ve saved a lot of people,” he told you. “But I don’t check up on them.”

“Just me?” You breathed.

He nodded.

“Okay.” You blushed and glanced away, growing shy. “Well, before you go, I should give you something. As a thank you for saving my life.”

“You don’t owe me anything for that,” he declined.

“All the same.”

You stood up on your tip toes to press your lips against his. It was quick. He didn’t even have time to react before you were falling back to your feet. When you pulled away, he leaned down, returning the gesture. You share a few more kisses, his arms going around your waist, yours to his covered forearms.

When he finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours. “I’ll need that again, I think.”

You giggled. “Whenever you’re back from your mission, I’ll gladly give you however many more you want.”

He hummed and gave into the urge to kiss you again, this one lingering. Once you slowly broke it, he left you—out the door this time.

You stood in that kitchen, shaking and praying that he would return unscathed.

[starillusion13]

EXO PLANET

“ This is not your usual party.”

One-shots

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Kim Minseok

“ Don’t you wanna let me in?”

Kim Junmyeon

“Your beauty is sparkling even with no makeup.”

Byun Baekhyun

“Hear me out my love!”

BAMBI - Byun Baekhyun

Our Angel - B.Bh

Are you jealous? - B.Bh

Kim Jongdae

“Maybe another day, I will tell you my secret.”

Park Chanyeol

“A monster can also have a Cinderella like you.”

Four Seasons of Love - Park Chanyeol

Do Kyungsoo

“Everything you say, I will make you regret it.”

Kim Jongin

“Have you tasted the mixture of Cream & Soda?”

Oh Sehun

“The Oh in my name is for people when they are love fool for me.”

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[its-not-sof]

Can I request 40 & 44 with Sehun please 🥺

“don’t make such a big deal out of it, we’re friends, right?” + “make love to me”

“Don’t make such a big deal out of it, we’re friends right?”

The heat had gone out in your apartment complex, and the bitter chill of the budding winter season had already begun to permeate your living room. These dire circumstances produced your best friend’s greatest idea yet, cuddling close to preserve warmth.

Apparently, the blush that quickly spread across your cheeks was more noticeable than you’d hoped.

“I’m not making a big deal out of it, Sehunnie,” you muttered, accepting his offer but adamantly refusing to meet his gaze.

“Then get over here before you freeze to death, Y/N,” he replied, making room for you on the couch, blanket in hand.

You reluctantly acquiesced, slipping into his waiting arms. He sighed and held you close, gently tightening his arms around your shoulders as you lay tucked against his chest.

“You’re cold,” he murmured, rubbing up and down your goosebump-covered arms. All the close contact, however, had the opposite effect on you, causing you to shiver deeply.

You closed your eyes and tried to forget about the way his fingers gently caressed your skin, or the way he was holding you to him so tightly, or the way his cologne smelled on him today, or how badly you wanted to kiss him and tell him how to really warm you up.

“Sehun,” you whispered, looking up at him.

He held your gaze for a moment, brushing your hair away from your face. Looking at his expectant expression gave you the push you needed to take a leap of faith.

“Make love to me.”

Sehun’s eyes widened for a fleeting moment, before he immediately crashed his lips to yours.

You stilled briefly, unsure if you were dreaming.

Before long, you felt more desperate pressure from his lips, bringing you into a conscious reality. You quickly reciprocated his embrace, moving to straddle his hips and run your fingers through his hair.

When you broke apart, you searched his gaze, still looking for any hint of jest, any hesitation that might make all of this pent up release come crashing down. You were pleased to see a genuine smile, eyes filled with sincerity and unbridled lust.

“Y/N, I’ve been waiting years to hear those words,” Sehun murmured, caressing your face before diving back into a passionate kiss. He pulled a soft moan from your lips as his wandering hands pulled you closer and kneaded at your flesh.

You secretly hoped the heat wouldn’t come back on anytime soon.

[hocesthelas]

The Slytherin to my Hufflepuff | Sehun

Pairing: Hufflepuff!Sehun × Slytherin! Reader Word count: 1.3K Summary: Sehun, which had been expected to be Slytherin for all intents and purposes, was sorted into Hufflepuff, while you, a Hufflepuff in blood and bones found yourself in Slytherin. Authors note: This is my first fic on here. I do feel that I have gone waay off from my original idea, but hey, if anyone ends up reading this, I hope you enjoy! :)

It all began with a bam. You were walking down the corridors with Hannah. You were looking at the sky and quickly got distracted by a cloud in the shape of a mouse. You were looking so intently, and you were so distracted by your own thoughts, that you no longer registered to what the Hufflepuff beside you was saying.

You most definitely couldn’t tell that someone was walking directly towards you, someone, who had also been distracted.

In the blink of an eye, you found yourself struck and on the ground with a sore bum before you even registered what happened. As you looked up, your eyes met his. You quickly concluded that this face was the most pleasant one you had seen in Hogwarts. A face which the glow of the sun had made look heavenly. You looked down at his dishevelled black and yellow tie. A Hufflepuff!

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was…”

“sorry, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was…”

“going”

“going” you both said simultaneously.

You broke down laughing, and he gave you an amused grin.

Later that day you pestered Hannah on who the Hufflepuff was and demanded she share everything she knew about him. She looked at you in confusion “you don’t know Oh Sehun?” you shook your head no.

“Well,” she began “If you are a Hufflepuff in Slytherin robes, he’s a Slytherin in Hufflepuff clothes; I reckoned you would know him.”

Following this incident, you've gotten closer to Sehun. You also learned more about him; like how he used a bird-conjuring charm on a Ravenclaw who was bothering his friend, or how he came from a family of Slytherins, and how his family had been greatly disappointed that he ended up in Hufflepuff.

You also had a lot in common; you were both sorted into the ‘wrong house’, you both spent more time with students from other houses than those of your own and even though you were both fairly well known in Hogwarts, you somehow never heard of one another before you literally bumped into each other in the corridors. What was truly frightening was how nearly all of your friends were his friends too.

Moreover, you had constantly spent time in the Hufflepuff common room, even though it was technically not allowed. Despite this, somehow, miraculously, you had never — not once — come across him.

This didn’t mean that you never, unknowingly, crossed paths. Soon after you started frequenting the Hufflepuff common room, some of the occupants were not happy to have you there, and they were not shy to share their thoughts with you.

Seeing as you thought it inappropriate to complain to your Hufflepuff friends, you recounted all that happened to your Gryffindor friend. It didn’t take long for these incidents to cease. Flooded with schoolwork and exams, you never had time to think much of it.

You now learned that Chanyeol had gone to Sehun to speak of the matter. Sehun then took measures to keep his own housemates in check. All this while he too had never seen a hair on your head.

It only took a short time before you felt as if you'd known Sehun your entire life. You'd spend as much of your day stuck to each other as possible, and you would never run out of things to talk about.

Presently you were both sprawled beside each other on the grounds just outside of Hogwarts. As per usual, curiosity made its way through your system, and you could only keep it in for a few brief moments before you spoke up “Sehun, you have brewed Amortentia before, haven't you?”

“I would like to think that by now I have, yes” you rolled your eyes at him, even though he couldn’t see it.

“So, how was it? what did you smell?” he turned his head towards you “I smelled the fear from my enemies” this sent you into a laughing fit, and he too couldn’t help but laugh.

You slapped him on his chest “oh come on dummy, I’m being serious, what did you smell?” “not telling” he said in a teasing tone.

You moved closer and you turned to whisper in his ear “come on, tell me, what did you smell”.

He tried his best to shield his ear “Jeez, are you always this touchy with your friends? why don’t you find someone else to annoy” “No” you answered.

“No what? you are not touchy with your friends, or, you can't find some to annoy?”

“both” you turned to look at him again “don’t think I’m dropping this, now tell me what did you smell?”. He continued lying there, still. You weren’t sure if his reaction was because of your question, or because of your answer.

You impatiently got up on your elbow, and fisted your left hand, as if preparing to punch him “are going to tell me, or do you plan on getting beat?” he put his hands up in surrender “alright, alright! why do you Slytherins always revert to violence”.

As you laid back on the grass, he hummed in thought, stole a glance at you then focused his eyes back on the sky before finally saying “it was lavender… freshly cleaned laundry, and…” he looked at you again ”and Pelargonium”.

You propped yourself back up on your elbow and looked at him intently “no way, are you serious?” he seemed waver at the question, but answered with a hum and a nod of the head.

Your smile just grew bigger and bigger “guess what I smelled?” you didn’t even give him a chance to answer before continuing. “lavender” you saw his eyes instantly grow in shock “freshly cleaned sheets” he looked at you in disbelief before retorting “well, I do hope you aren’t the biggest narcissist in the world, and have Pelargonium as your third scent”.

He had accidentally given himself away, and this was all the reassurance you needed. You gave him a quick peck on the cheek, earning you a pair of reddening cheeks. “Of course I didn’t smell Pelargonium. My third scent was apple”.

He stared at you, eyes glued to yours. You couldn’t decipher the look he gave you, so you attempted to further elaborate “you also smell of apple if you didn’t realis-”.

Before you could finish the sentence he grabbed your face, pulling you down for a kiss. You could feel each other smile through the kiss and felt yourself engulphed by the smell of apples, drowning you under a blanket of comfort.

As you pulled away, your eyes found each other, and you were lost in his. He was the first to break the silence “if there is any doubt in your mind, you smell like Pelargonium” you couldn't wipe the smile off your face “I know”.

You then threw yourself on top of him, hearing him whimper in surprise. His arms snaked around you, making you feel giddy. As he caressed your back you heard him speak “I guess the fact that we smelled nearly the exact same thing proves that we were meant to be together” “oh, so we’re together now?” “haven't we always been?”.

You sighed in relief “good, now I don't have to be the only one without a boyfriend”

As you cuddled each other, you couldn’t help but think about the sorting hat, and how ironic it was that you were both sorted into what you thought was each others house. “Sehun” he hummed for you to continue. “do you think the sorting hat was playing matchmaker with us?”.

You could feel him grin from under you “I’m telling you, we were meant to be, it’s just that the sorting hat realised it earlier than we ever did”

[hobicomeholla29]

Slumber - One Shot - OSH

Pairing: Businessman! Sehun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count:1.4k

Warnings: none

Rating: PG-13

A/N: As always, this was reviewed and edited in the middle of the night lol so please bear with me if you see any mistakes or typos.

Summary: Sehun is always traveling and you're both, for the most part, used to it, but there is always the craving for each other that never goes away.

♡♡♡♡

When did you fall asleep? You couldn’t recall… not even the feeling of sleepiness registered in your memories, yet consciousness returning to you is what reminded you of your current state.

At some point last night, you had fallen asleep while waiting for your fiancé to return.

You hoped to stay up until his arrival, yet the weight of the day’s events had quickly sold you out to tiredness without your consent.

This business trip had been one of the longest ones he’s ever had, and it had been announced out of the blue too.

Not sure of how long it had been since you’d fallen asleep, all you could now focus on was the warmth that embraced your entire being. You wanted to think that the fluffy white duvet you bought two months ago was to thank for the pleasant feeling, yet you didn’t have the energy to go clear your doubts.

Even though sleep was nice, something within you fought for awakening, your mind reaching towards the present with urgency.

Your senses were overwhelmed as they perceived everything a little bit clearer than before, capturing the low hum of the A/C that almost lulled you back into Morpheus’ lair.

Soft peppering on your shoulder kept you in the now, an easy pattern forming on your skin. Shoulders, back, neck and repeat, a delicious feeling that engulfed your senses to the max of its capacities.

You sighed in contentment as goosebumps rose, covering the areas receiving such sensual ministrations. You involuntarily shivered and your toes curled in the process, you were sure that the rays of sunlight on your body couldn’t have caused all this havoc.  

In the back of your mind, a reminder played, since you fell asleep without notice, you had slept with your hair untied, which meant that the braids you had gotten done were probably all messy now, it was a bummer that after such a long time, he would have to see you with your hair in such state.

Unconscious of your actions, you felt some type of guilt and rose a hand over your head to pat down the possible loose strands of curly hair, however, something else occupied the spot as if sensing your thought process before you could act. The haze of sleep kept you confused about your surroundings, but you were certain that the sensation was of a warm palm stroking your hair.

It felt nice...safe and the caress caused your body to move on its own, your head nudging the warmness above it.

A sound similar to a deep chuckle came from behind you, a rumble that reverberated from your back through the rest of your body, that’s when you really started to awaken.

The warmth that surrounded you came in the shape of a strong arm around your waist, a gentle hand accompanying it as it caressed your stomach in an up and down motion.

The humming of the A/C was not alone, as a raspy voice accompanied it to lull you back to sleep.

And then you realized that the peppering sensation came from soft lips, lips that left trails of warm kisses on your skin, lips that brought you to your senses, lips that only meant one thing…

With newfound energy from your non-planned nap and a strong will to see who you hoped for so long, you turned your body around in his embrace, just as you felt him throw his long leg over your body.

"You're home" was all you could form, grogginess from sleep seeping into your voice, but you needed to know if this was real or if you were still in dreamland.

"I am" He stated, as he once again ran a hand over your unruly hair. The hoarseness of his voice telling you that he had probably been asleep too.

He absentmindedly played with your hair, and it brought back memories of when he had confessed that he loved your curls. Even when they were uncontrollable due to encounters with pillows, he knew how much you stressed over getting your hair done, but to him it was just as  beautiful when you’d just let it be.

Eyes still closed, you buried your face in his chest and he chuckled once more at your cute reaction. You could hear the deep rumble coming directly from his chest, fully awake now, you could enjoy the sound much more.

"I missed you too baby" he said as he kissed your temple and caressed your sides. "Wanna go have breakfast together?" he asked hopefully.

The moment he had landed, he wanted to do everything with you, for you. You had offered to pick him up, but he couldn’t do that to you, not when his flight landed at 3am, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to see you fast and do everything slow, just so it would last.

You ran his question through your mind for a minute, balancing out being here or there, yet the answer was simple, you wanted to enjoy him just a bit more, just you two, no one around and no distractions.

"No..." With the amount of time you took to finish your answer, he probably thought you had fallen asleep again do you answered "I wanna stay here in bed...cuddling…with you" You were mumbling now, closer to sleep than you had thought, but he knew, you were always a bit of a sleepyhead.

"Ok" he said sweetly, caressing your cheek, wishing you would open your eyes just for a second, to see the sparkling brown orbs he’d missed so much.

It had been a long time since he'd been able to see your face to face, work keeping him away from you for far too long.

Wanting to be a little selfish, for just a few seconds, he nudged your nose with his in an attempt to get your attention a bit longer. And just before he gave up and gave into your wants, as he wished for so hard, your sleepy eyes opened, only for him to cherish.

You stared at him in confusion, a small pout playing on your lips as well, his eyes scanned over your face, studying every detail he had missed for so long.

He inched closer to your face and kissed your temple at first, then moved to your eyelids to check if so he could get his fill of you, but he still wasn’t satisfied, and he wasn’t able to hold back, so he pressed his lips to yours and they were as soft as you remembered them, sweet in flavor, they made it easy for you return his affection.

Your hands found their way to his chest, relishing the feeling of finally having him under your fingers. You missed him so much, your actions weren’t yours anymore and as his tongue parted your lips effortlessly, you both sighed in content, putting all your built-up emotions in this moment. It was slow, languid, and filled with passion, he didn’t have to be away from you now.

He held your neck to keep you in place, enjoying you like it was the first time.

He pulled away shortly after, a smile on his lips. He didn’t want to wake you to the point where you wouldn't be able to get back to your slumber, so he settled for caressing your curls once more, but not before planting a final kiss on your forehead.

His eyes bore into yours, pure adoration for you in them. He lied to himself, he did want keep you awake and savor every waking moment with you before he had to leave once more, but he had to endure for now, since his reward for these short hurtful times apart would be much better. He would be able to wake up to you like this every day, take care of you like you deserved, he would fulfill that desire, no doubts about it. Just a couple more trips overseas and he’ll be able to give you the world, he promised.

"I love you" he said to your now droopy eyes.

"I love you too, Sehun" you mumbled before giving in to sleep. This was happiness, you were his happiness… but for now he had to wait until you were awake to shower you with his love, so for the time being, he wrapped both of you under the white duvet and let you both surrendered to slumber in each other’s embrace.

“Good night baby”

[justwritedreams]

Hey can i request one where Sehun and the reader are having a romantic date in Paris, and confess their feelings for eachother infront of the eiffel tower?

Ok I really recommend everyone to read it while listening to From the Jump by James Arthur. You can thank me later.

I just wanna spend forever with you | Sehun

Word count: 794 Genre: fluff Author: maari  Warnings: none Note: I'm gonna cry in the corner thank you

⫷ Exo Masterlist

Y/N had her eyes closed, feeling the gentle breeze of that perfect, sunny day. Her heart was calm in her chest, but anxiety was taking over the tip of her stomach, and it wasn't hunger because she had just had breakfast in the hotel suite she was in.

A silly, involuntary smile took over her face, she was so happy that there was no way anyone couldn't notice.

And that smile only grew when she felt strong arms wrap around her waist, she opened her eyes as soon as Sehun's chin rested on her shoulder.

"A rose for your thoughts." he said after placing a kiss on her bare skin, making her look at his hands on her body.

He held a red rose in his right hand and she took the flower.

"I'm thinking about last night." she admitted softly as her cheeks heated up, appreciating the flower. "It was magical."

She rested her head on Sehun's strong chest, feeling him place a kiss on her cheek.

Y/N and Sehun had arrived in Paris the day before, and spent the day as ordinary tourists walking the streets hand in hand. In the evening, they had dinner at a fancy restaurant while talking about their respective lives.

It was a miracle that they had both taken a vacation at the same time and Sehun had the brilliant idea of ​​spending their days together in Paris. More than just a gentleman, he was being thoughtful and the sparkle in his eyes every time he looked at her was making Y/N's legs tremble.

After dinner, they went to the hotel room he had booked with a view of the Eiffel Tower. The room was full of rose petals on the floor and in the bed, also candlelight scattered on the room. It was the first time they had a long night of love, something they had both dreamed of for so long.

"Do you remember? This is where we met." he remembered and she sighed, filled with memories.

"In the summer." she continued.

"You fell on top of me in the middle of the street." he finished, laughing softly and Y/N did the same.

“Because I tripped and my shoe flew into the Seine River.” She brought her free hand to her forehead, embarrassed.

Sehun pulled away only to make her turn to face him, where he took a strand of her hair behind her ear and caressed her cheek.

It was a day when the Seine River was crowded with tourists, taking pictures, talking, sitting or lying in the middle of the sidewalk. To avoid a child's ice cream, Y/N ended up tripping over her own feet with her hurried movement and bumped into Sehun, they both fell at the same time with Y/N ​​on top of him and her shoe flew off her foot and fell into the Seine River.

He was gentleman enough not to laugh or argue with her, he helped her up and insisted on taking her to the nearest shoe store so she could buy a new pair of shoes. Of course she refused, the stores in Paris were too expensive, but he insisted and even made her lean on his shoulder so she wouldn't step on the ground barefoot.

It was impossible not to notice how good Sehun smelled or how handsome he was. In such a short time, she developed a crush on him that continued when he helped her put on the shoes he insisted on paying for. After that, they exchanged phone numbers and didn't stop talking, consequently meeting up more often. But it was on their date at the Champ de Mars that they both felt something deeper, something that was never really said out loud. "It's even cliché, but I fell in love the moment you fell on top of me." Sehun was serious and calm, he was being sincere and all she did was smile sweetly. "I didn't believe in love at first sight until I met you." Y/N felt her eyes water and hugged him tightly, getting lost in the warmth of his body. Sehun reciprocated in the same way as he stroked her hair. "It's so bad to be away from you when the only thing I want is to spend forever with you." she said and pulled away to bring her free hand to his face. “You will always have this heart of mine. It is only yours.” Sehun pulled her by the waist so that they could seal their lips at once, in a sweet and soft way like the breeze outside, with the Eiffel Tower being the only witness to that passionate promise that was immortalized in that moment of love.

[baekstans]

does anyone remember a sehun angst fanfic series where the girl was really insecure and mistreated and had a scar on her face? i cant remember much else about it but i really want to go back and read it/see if there were any new updates since i last read it.

[eomayas]

firsts • osh [req]

req: hii! can i request sleeping in the same bed with sehun for the first time? established relationship or fwb or whatever inspires you :) love all of your writing!

pairing: sehun x f reader, established relationship

synopsis: reader decides to take it to the next level with sehun

genre: fluff & smut 18+ MINORS DNI!!!!

warnings: smut, swearing, p in v, oral (m & f receiving) aftercare, lots of kissing/making out lmao, sweet sehun, chanyeol cameo

a/n: ahhh thanks for the sehun req 🥰 hope you enjoy 🩷 thanks for your support!!

despite the many compromising positions you and sehun have been found in, you’ve never actually had sex. you’ve never actually done a lot of the things that you think most people assume, like sleeping over or going all the way. sure, you’ve fooled around but it’s never been full on sex.

like every time you’re sitting on his lap, making out, you guys are giggling. you playfully bite his bottom lip and and release it, looking down at him with a smile. “you’re cute,” you say, running a hand through his hair.

“i know,” he says, putting his hands underneath your shirt to rest on your hips. you roll your eyes at him and go back to kissing him, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck. you press yourself closer, your chest against his.

sehuns hands move you higher against your back, near the back of your bra. you’re ready to pull your shirt off until his roommate and best friend, chanyeol, comes out of his bedroom and into the living room. “sehun, what do we need for the apart-“ he cuts himself off when he sees the both of you on the couch. “he has s bedroom, you know.” chanyeol says.

“just get more cereal,” sehun says, his hands sliding to the front of your body, dragging down your stomach and to the top of your pants.

chanyeol cringes at the two of you and snatches his keys off of the counter. “just text me, dude,” he says, and leaves the apartment.

you two go back to making out, you lightly grinding against him. sehun scoots forward and wraps your legs around his waist tighter, and gets up from the couch. his hands rest on your ass so he can carry you down the hall to his bedroom.

sehun tosses you onto the bed and watches you bounce around with a smile on his face. sehun pulls off his shirt and you don’t mind since you’re now alone in his house. “you’re hot,” you say when he hovers over you, settling in between your legs on the bed.

“you’re hotter,” he replies, putting a hand on your hip and reconnecting your lips. he starts messing with the waistband on your pants, and you lift your hips up so he can pull them down.

sehun presses two fingers against your clothed pussy, feeling the dampness before he pushes them to the side and drags a finger up your slit. “always nice and wet for me,” he mutters, dipping two fingers into your core. he slips in easily, your gummy walls contracting around him.

you let out a content sigh as he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you. “you’re so good to me, hunnie,” you moan when he starts rubbing your clit with his thumb. “hunnie.” you breathe, propping yourself up to look at him.

“talk to me, pretty,” he says, curling his fingers and making you yelp. “that’s it? you liked that?” he questions, adding a third finger and stretching you out nicely. you flop back on the bed, gathering his sheets in your hand.

not removing his hand from between your legs. sehun comes up to your neck, biting and sucking on the soft skin. you start to press you legs together and he pulls back to look into your eyes. “keep your legs open, baby. i know you’re close,” he says, giving your lips a sweet kiss, a stark contrast to the way he’s currently finger fucking you. “that’s right, cmon, y/n.” sehun praises, pumping his fingers into you quicker.

you hold onto his shoulders and clench around his fingers, your arousal gushing out of you. you expect him to stop, but he doesn’t, and you instead rubs you clit with his thumb, his fingers still moving about you. “sehun, sehun!” you cry, your breathing heavy.

“oh shit. look at at that,” he says, his voice amazed when you come again, squirting onto his hands, sheets, and abdomen. your legs shake and your stomach tightens. “look at the mess you made.” he says, but he’s not upset. no, he’s impressed, and is looking to do it again, but you tap on his back to get him to stop.

when you relax from your second orgasm, he pulls his fingers out of you with a squelching sound, a string of cum connected from you pussy to his fingers. you can only watch him through a lustful haze as he sucks on his fingers before wiping them on the bed. sehun leans down and kisses you, and you ignore the way you can taste him on your tongue. “gross,” you mumble, pulling away from him and kissing his cheek.

“what? i think you taste good,” he says, putting most of his body weight on you. you wrap your arms around his torso, fingers splayed across his back.

“i’m flattered,” you say, deadpan. he scoffs and tickles your side, making your squeal and squirm underneath him. “ok, sehun! stop, please!” you beg, pushing at his shoulders. he lets up and goes back to your mouth, swallowing up the rest of your giggles. you entangle your legs and stay like that, making out on bed for awhile.

his erection pressing rock solid against your thigh becomes too much to ignore, especially when he grinds down against you. “sehun,” you say, your voice low. you move your hands to the front of him, pressing gently against his dick in his sweats. a small gasp leaves your lips at the feeling of him.

you’ve given him head before, so you know how big he is, but it still always shocks you. you struggle with even blowing him, always ending up in tears and with a sore jaw.

“hmm?” he mumbles, and you can feel him tensing, holding himself back from humping your leg. you put one hand on the side of his face, gently stroking his skin with your thumb. he looks down at you, and you know what he needs. you move from underneath him and get on your knees below him.

he quickly pulls down his sweats and boxers, letting his long member bob freely. precum drips from the tip, and you smear it over his dick. letting out a deep breath, you stroke him a few times before opening your mouth and wrapping your lips around him.

a heavy sigh escapes sehun, and he moves jaír out of your face, holding it back for you. “relax, y/n. take your time,” he says soothingly. it what he always says when you suck him off, because you try to do too much too soon.

you manage to relax and get a decent pace going, but after awhile, the gagging starts to burn and your jaw starts to feel sore. you use your hands to pump what doesn’t fit, and you power through giving him head. your lash line fills with tears (like always), and you let them fall.

sehuns moaning and his grip on your hair let you know that he’s close, and you pull out every trick in the book to get him to finish, partially so he can feel good and partially because your mouth hurts. “oh—fuck, shit, y/n!” he groans, his grip on your hair tight.

more tears fall as you take him as far as you can and pull him back out, swirling your tongue around the tip and doing it again. when he finally comes, it’s in your mouth, and you sit back on your heels as you swallow. sehun pants on the bed, but holds his hands out to you, and you pull yourself up. “you did good, baby,” he says, pulling you onto his lap. he kisses your forehead and wipes the rest of you tears, gently massaging the back of your neck. “are you doing okay?” he asks, his voice gentle.

you nod and kiss his lips. “i’m fine, you just have a huge dick,” you say and he snorts because that’s the only way to put it.

“and you take it like a champ.” he compliments, kissing you deeply, not caring that he just nutted in your mouth. though neither of you have said it yet, you know that’s got to be love, because it’s gross.

it doesn’t take long for you to feel sehuns erection under your leg again, but this time he pulls away and speaks first. “you don’t have to do anything, y/n. i can deal with it,” he says, looking into your eyes intensely.

but you know you want to, because you’re comfortable with sehun. he never pushes you more than what you’re comfortable with, and lets you take your time. he’s never pressured you for sex, nor does he expect you two to have it every time you see each other.

you shake your head. “i want to,” you say, playing with the hem of your shirt, not looking at him. sehun gently tilts your chin so you have to look at him.

“are you sure?” he asks, his thumb moving back and forth on your jaw.

“yes,” you say, leaning into his feather like touch. he smiles at you and kisses you once more. you take off your shirt and let him unhook your bra and slide off your underwear the rest of the way.

you start to raise yourself up but he stops you. “woah, y/n. i dont think you should be on top for your first time,” he says with a light laugh, kissing your nose.

“oh,” you mutter, your face flushing as your roll off of him and onto the bed. sehun gets up and goes to his dresser and grabs a condom. you tell yourself to be calm and normal, and that it’ll be fine because sehun is sweet and kind, and you really like him. “sehun?” you say once he comes back, standing in front of you at the end of the bed.

“yes?” he says, his hands resting on your knees. you start to open your mouth but close it, slightly shaking your head. “y/n, if you don’t want to do this, it’s fine. i promise.” he reassures, placing a kiss on your kneecap.

but you’re not nervous to have sex as much as you used to be; you know sehun likes you for you. but you’re more nervous about the feeling and the inevitable pain that is going to come with him being hung. “i want to, hunnie. i just don’t want it to hurt. i mean, i don’t even think you’re gonna fit,” you say, intertwining your fingers.

sehun cant hold back his laugh and you scoff. “it’s not funny, sehun!” you whine.

“baby, i’m not laughing at you, i just think it’s funny that you’ve told me that my dick is big like three times tonight,” he says, and you shrug. “and it probably will hurt, but i’ll go slow.” he says and you nod, biting your lip.

“what if you don’t fit?”

he tilts his head to the side, a derisive smirk on his face. “your mouth isn’t that big, but you managed,” he says and you face burns with embarrassment and shock.

“fuck off,” you mutter, but you feel better about having him in this way. sehun rolls the condom on and parts your legs, reminding you to relax. he gives you one last reassuring kiss before lining himself up with your entrance.

when he pushes the head of his dick in, you suck in a breath and give him the greenlight to keep going. the stretch starts to hurt when he pushes in a few inches deeper, and you’re yanking onto the sheets with your eyes squeezed shut. “fuck, hunnie, are you all the way in?” you whimper.

he glances down at where you two connect and feels guilty when he says, “i’m barely halfway.”

“oh god,” you cry out, feeling like you want to thrash around. “just do something, please!” you say. sehun decides to start moving himself in and out, getting deeper each time he pushes in so you can start adjusting.

soon, the pain that you once felt dissipates and starts to feel good. the tears on your cheeks dry, and you start moaning out his name, not holding back. “hunnie, you feel so good!” you say, your hold on the sheets loosening and moving to pull his face down to your lips. “faster, baby, please.” you moan, and he obliges.

“fuck, baby,” sehun groans, his balls slapping against your ass every time he thrusts into you. “cmon, look at me. you’re doing so well, y/n.” he says, his sweet words making you swoon.

you open you eyes and look into his, and you whimper at his loving gaze. he moves to grab your hands and interlock your fingers so your arms are pinned against the bed as he rams into you.

sehuns dick twitches inside of you. his thrusts don’t let up, and you get a knot in your stomach. “shit, y/n, i’m about to come. are you close?” he pants out. you mewl as he tightens up his form and let’s go of you hands to press your legs open wider. “my pretty girl.” he groans as you slip a hand between the two of you to rub your clit.

“sehun!” you cry, arching your back as you speed up rubbing on your clit. he twitches inside of you again and grunts, and comes into the condom. you buck your hips to keep fucking your self against him. he keeps pushing through to get you to come, and when you do, you spit out a sequences of curses.

sehun pulls out of you on shaky legs, kissing you on the mouth before he goes to dispose of the condom. your body feels sore and tired, and you can barely keep your eyes open. you lay limply on the bed, and sehun places a gentle hand on your hip, making you open your eyes. “how are you?” he asks.

you give him a small smile. “tired. sore,” you say and he smirks.

“i did my job then,” he says, gently pulling you up the pillows so he can tuck you in. you’re too exhausted to protest falling asleep, and instead let yourself be babied. you hardly register him slipping into bed next to you.

when you wake up the next morning, you’re disoriented and naked. you have a minor freak out until you register the body next to you as sehuns, one of his legs entangles with yours. your body feels tight, and you stretch out, nearly whimpering at the pain you feel between your legs.

you quietly slip out of the bed to go to the restroom. when you come back, sehun stirs awake, his morning face the cutest thing you’ve ever seen. “good morning,” he mumbles, stretching out a hand to you grab it and hold it between the both of yours, tucking yourself back into bed. “how did you sleep?”

“morning. i slept fine—my legs hurt,” you say and he smirks, closing his eyes briefly. “i’m hungry.” you say, gently pulling on him. he nods and sits up, stretching his arms over his head before leaning over to give you a quick kiss. sehun slides out of bed to go to the bathroom, and you feel giggly watching him walk away bare.

when he comes back out of the bathroom, full frontal, you blush and hide your face under the blanket. “why are you acting shy, like i wasn’t balls deep in you nearly 12 hours ago?” he questions, pulling the blanket down. your face only burns deeper, but you let him pull you out of bed so you can get dressed.

he hands you clothes and you pull them on and steal a pair of his slippers. you walk out of his room hand in hand, your head resting on his shoulder. chanyeol already sits at their small dining room table, headphones on and his face in a bowl of cereal.

chanyeol looks up when you two walk into the kitchen, waves, and goes back to his food. sehun grabs two bowls and pours you both some cereal, and carries the bowls to the table. he pulls you onto his lap, one arm secured around your waist and the other free so he can eat. “really?” chanyeol asks, his spoon hovering in midair.

sehun ignores him and continues eating, so you do the same. chanyeol rolls his eyes, but he knows he’s only hating because he’s single.

[writingstuffandmore]

The Pixie-fairy land...

Pairing:- Sehun x gn! reader (ft exo members?)

Genre: fluff, humour (maybe?)

AU!: Fairy land

Requested: @simplypearing

Summary: A day in flying-talented pixie Sehun's life

Coming Soon

[theonethatcompletesyou]

Would anyone be willing to beta for me? I'm deciding to overhaul most of my current fics (I keep finding stupid mistakes and tbh my writing wasn't great back then). I have one of my earliest fics done already.

It's a Sehun/Reader fic. Forget Me (Not).

I just need some grammar/tense stuff and make sure I'm consistent. As well as making sure I finished all my sentences.

If anyone is interested, please send me a DM or an ask!!

[ponyolvr]

sehun one shot rec :)

Low Side | Sehun

◇ Link to Masterlist

◇ Genre: Biker! AU, fluffy and a lil angsty?

◇ Summary: Your world gets a lot more interesting when you run into a handsome biker who seems like a lot more trouble than he’s worth.

◇ Word Count: 7.5k

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