#sejun oneshot

Part 3: Sejun

Warnings: Mentions of Overstimulation, Mentions of Impact Play, Mentions of Orgasm Control

Tagging: @nocturne-overtures @gettin-a-lil-hanse @kimnamshiks @jacksons-goddess-gaia

Synopsis

It’s so hard to pin point Sejun, so it just makes me believe that he’s a top tier switch. He can be whatever you want him to be and it will always be enjoyable. But regardless of him being top or bottom, he will be a tease.

Positions

When it comes to positions, he likes this and this or anything similar. He likes watching himself go in and out of you. It just turns him on even more and makes him want to fuck you faster

Stamina

I can see him being edged on to keep going if his partner wants to. He likes knowing that your satisfied, so he’ll go as long as he possibly can until he can’t no more. His go to would probably be maybe a round and a half, not including foreplay

Kinks

The man likes overstimulating himself and you. He loves how sensitive the both of your become when you both keep going and he just enjoys it. He also has a thing for impact play but only if his parent doesn’t mind. He enjoys it a tiny bit more than you because he wasn’t expecting the reaction to his body but he really like it

Hard Limits

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Word Count: 443

“Where is everyone?”

You gesture around at the empty seats of the booth. Sejun sighs, looking at the empty seat next to his.

“They all backed out last minute,” he trails, “are you upset that it’s just me?”

He rests his forearms on the table, leaning closer to you, squinting incredulously. You shake your head, laughing at him.

“I’ll go order.”

Sejun stands from his seat, heading over to the cafe counter. He comes back shortly later, sitting the buzzer on the edge of the table.

“Do you think they did it on purpose?” You lean across the table, Sejun’s eyes widen like a deer caught in headlights.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, how did we go through planning the whole thing, for them to last-minute have other schedules. Isn’t it suspicious?”

You ramble, Sejun starts to speak but is cut off by the buzzer.

“I’ll go get the drinks,” he sighs.

You nod, picking up your phone, scrolling mindlessly through Instagram. It does not take long for Sejun to return with the drinks, you sit your phone down, thanking him softly. The conversation quickly turns towards talking about his schedules, catching up on things you missed while busy with work. Conversation between you always flowed easily, but today for some reason, Sejun seemed stiffer than usual.

“Is something wrong?”

You inquire, gesturing towards him. Sejun sighs, taking a drink of his coffee.

“It was on purpose.”

It takes you a second to figure out what he is referring to.

“What do you mean, why didn’t they come?”

“I asked them not to,” he pauses, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip.

“I like you,” he concludes.

A stunned silence comes from your side while Sejun picks at the foam cup. His words replay in your mind, “I like you.” It is something you had wanted to hear from him but had pushed away for his sake.

“You like me?”

Your voice comes out much quieter than you intended. He nods, his head tilting towards the table, avoiding your eyes. Butterflies dance in your stomach, you want to return the words, but they catch in your throat.

“I like you too, but,” your tone dips at the last word, “your career.”

A heavy silence falls between the two of you.

“Me being an idol never mattered to you before.”

Sejun breaks the silence. He is right, but your mind and heart are fighting against each other. You take in a deep breath attempting to calm your racing thoughts, a smile spreading across your face.

“Does that make this a date then?”

Sejun laughs, nodding his head: “if you want it to be.”