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aqupistau · 2 years

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— ☕️ⸯⸯ : arched﹙osh﹚

warnings: smut, oral sex, and profanity

genre & trope: smut and established relationship

pairing: oh sehun x f!reader

synopsis. you were exhausted after being busy at work. back arched as you try to release the tension in your spine with your chiro stretcher. it’s just your usual routine whenever you come home from work, although Sehun sees it another way.

You're really excited about using your chiro-stretcher since office work is tedious. Still, it is your best skill when you sit in front of a computer instead of working all day walking around. Especially when you're already used to what to expect when new documents come in.

Sehun even told you he'd also be staying in your apartment because he finally had time to spend with you. So it's a thing to be excited about after long repeated work.

After taking the elevator, you finally reach your apartment. You click down your code on the door lock and open the door.

"I'm home," you say as you remove your shoes from the entrance, and you hear a raucous rushing noise getting louder as it gets close.

And there was Sehun in an apron, holding a spatula, and he smiled cheek to cheek from the first sight of you finally home. You can't help but smile as well, opening your arms wide, gesturing him to come and hug you.

"Y/N!" Sehun reciprocates the warm welcome of your presence. The familiar warmth and scent of Sehun enter your senses, and you sigh in relief of solace in his arms.

This is heaven.

"I missed you, Hun."

"I missed you the most" he pulls away from the hug and holds both of your cheeks. He bends down to give a long smooch on both of your cheeks and so on your lips, nose warm as you giggle when he pulls away, also seeing his eyes turning into crescent moons.

"Looking good with my floral apron, huh" you tease him, and he laughs and attempts to make a pose.

"Of course. I have to look good in front of my rich wife when she comes home since I'm her beloved man-wife," he retorts, and you roll your eyes in return.

"Come on. Mom made you your favorite seaweed soup since I told her I'd stay in your apartment tonight" Sehun pulls you to your kitchen as if it was his own, takes off your coat, and gets the bag from your shoulder.

"Say thank you to Auntie for me. She's the sweetest." You stretch your arms up and let out a tired yawn while heading into your room.

"I'll just be stretching, Hun," Sehun hums in response, still heating the seaweed soup.

You remove your work clothes and feel your body finally breathing. The pencil skirt and long white-sleeved polo suffocated you the whole day, leaving you on your tank top and black stockings. Thankfully your workplace is air-conditioned. If it weren't, you'd have quit the job a long time ago already.

You squat on the floor carpet and get your back stretcher under the bed.

Your precious chiro-stretcher. It was a lifesaver to find this equipment while surfing the internet. You got used to twisting your upper body by yourself to take a good crack of your spine, but the chiro-stretcher does it better than doing it yourself.

You adjust to your favorite level, the highest level, and slowly lie down on it. Your back arches as it hits contact with the plastic, then you hear the satisfying cracks when your back relaxes on the material, the stiffness and heaviness disappearing, and you close your eyes in relief.

"Mmh," you moan as your shoulder relaxes at ease, and you flutter your eyes open, seeing Sehun standing in front of the doorway looking down at you on the carpet, both stunned and amused.

"Something wrong, babe?" you ask him, still not leaving your position.

"O-oh, nothing. I was just here to tell you the soup is already warmed up," Sehun says while fidgeting his fingers.

"I'll be there after this," you answer nonchalantly, pretending not to notice how his eyes trace your body from up and down.

"Should we do a little show?" you thought, almost lowering your defenses as you smirked in your mind.

You bend your left leg and stretch your arms, showing off your figure, testing again if your hunch was correct, and you were.

Sehun was watching you like a predator feasting his eyes on his prey. He didn't know how your stretch routine was the hottest thing that would turn him on.

A strip tease in disguise.

Your cotton white tank top teasingly exposes the skin of your belly, your legs wrapped around with black stockings that accentuate the figure of your legs and would ride up on your thigh when you'd bend your legs.

Most especially, your back is arched for dear life at an angle which he hasn't seen you before.

Sehun gulps hard as he tries to maintain his poise. You think you were hiding your smirk so well, but what you forgot is after all those years being with Sehun, he can read you like a book when you start being naughty.

"Hun?" you call him out, trying to hide your amused smile.

"She's enjoying this too much," Sehun thought, and he knew of this woman's capabilities. He's head over heels of you, and you're aware of that.

"Hm?" he replies, looking into your eyes, and you gesture for him to come close.

"I kind of need your help stretching my legs. It doesn't do much when I do it myself," and Sehun obliges, sitting in front of your legs.

Sehun licks his lip nervously as he takes in the view of your legs and tries hard not to look down between your thighs.

Should he fall into your game or play along? He was in a dilemma, unaware how to act in front of you, yet, he unconsciously gazes at your legs eventualy. You feel his stares, and you move on to the next move, bending your knees and turning his eyes on the view of your entrance, covered with your black laced g-string and silence.

No one is talking, and you can only see Sehun's forehead from your position.

You're starting to worry that there might be some issues down there.

"Earth down to Sehun?" you call out, and what you didn't know, Sehun has finally made his decision.

"Sorry, I was just lost in thought" he holds both of your legs and starts stretching them, pushing your bended knees close to you.

"Why? Is there something wrong?" you ask, concerned, eyebrows furrowed, wondering what might be in his mind even if there was tension starting to form between you two.

"Nothing to worry about. I was staring into space" Sehun gives a small chuckle, and you sigh in relief and say: "You got me there."

"Anyways, am I doing this right?" he asks while still holding on to the stretch he did earlier.

"Yes, it feels great," you hum, pleased with the relief the stretch gives you.

"Should I also do it in this way too?" Sehun suggests straightening your legs and slowly pushing your legs towards you. You let out a tiny whimper as you feel the pain in your hamstrings.

"N-no, it hurts that way, Hun." but he doesn't respond, still holding your legs up high. You're groaning in distress, wondering why Sehun is not answering and maybe was just playing with you.

"Oh Sehun, stop. This is not funny—" you shiver, a sudden warm wisp of air you felt near your folds.

Sehun smoothly glides his hands down your legs, removing you from the pain of your hamstrings. His hands shift lower between your thighs, stopping as it reaches down on your inner thighs.

He separates your legs, viewing your barely covered folds wide open. He gets close to it, burying his nose on your slit, inhaling in your scent as he makes contact, and you gasp, flushed from the current position.

The two of you haven't tried new positions before. Just doing vanilla and missionaries the both of you got from watching pornography together but never this. It might be the same as having a pillow under your spine, while this? It's a new sensation, and you're not complaining.

And it was the same for him. Sehun was enjoying this new position. He slicks his tongue in your slit, and you tremble, the last press of his tongue on your clit. A throbbing sensation begins to come up down there, and you attempt to close your legs to feel more of it.

But before you do, Sehun aggressively holds down both legs with his hands between your thighs.

"Keep your legs wide open. We're not done yet." his voice was low and commanding. You're aroused over his claim of domination over you because Sehun wasn't always this dominating.

"Fuck, Y/N. You've been hiding this routine from me all along? I'm hurt" you can feel the sarcastic pout on his face, and you chuckle.

"If you did, I could never go to work the next morning," you reply idly, desperately waiting to touch you again.

"And you're willing to do that right now?"

"Just this time."

"I'm going to change that tonight," he replies, stripping off your black stockings on your crotch area and moving aside the already wet string of your barely covered panties from precum.

You quiver from his slow strokes on your folds, quiet caresses turning into loud squelching noises. Your groans turn into sharp gasps, hips bolting up and eyes rolling up from the overwhelming warm sensation.

Your legs are quivering as it tries to keep themselves as wide as possible, obeying Sehun's orders, but he suddenly inserts his two long fingers inside you and already spots your sensitive spot.

"Oh god, Sehun—" you squeak out. He slowly fingers your g-spot, and you jerk in reaction.

"Now, I suddenly remember how you love being rubbed in...this spot?" he lowers his fingers, positioning down to the lower part of your entrance, and pushes his fingers in and out, creating friction that brings you to high-pitched cries.

You hum in delight, grabbing his head and lowering it down, making it face your untouched clit.

"My pleasure," he obliges without you saying anything, pleased with your lust overcoming you, and licks his tongue in excitement.

Sehun presses his tongue on your clit, slowly devouring it, the warmth, moisture, and sensation sending electric currents from your mind down to your toes. He continues to finger you, and you're a moaning mess, struggling to wrap your legs around Sehun and just disobey him.

He removes his fingers and tongue from your clit, and you grumble, complaining about interrupting when you were just about to release. But he adjusts the chiro-stretcher to the lowest level and finally faces you upfront.

His hair was messy, his mouth and nose glistening from the mix of his sweat and your cum. Sehun removes your tank top and unclips your bra, leaving your upper body naked. His eyes narrow when he meets your eyes, sensing his lustful desires.

You say nothing, closing your eyes, pulling him into you, and pressing his lips on yours. The kiss turned from gentle kisses to dominating each other with no room for anything. Air not even in the equation. You enter your tongue in, and it makes contact with his, ending up with the both of you catching air in a few moments and proceeding to wear out each other's oxygen again.

Sehun is getting impatient, wanting to fill you with his length and experience the exquisite sensation of your drenched entrance.

He removes his shirt and slips off his pants and boxer simultaneously, his cock standing up high, twitching and wet from his arousal.

You can't help but wrap your hand around his erection, and Sehun twitches.

"Put it in me," you beg, your eyes looking up at him in desperation, your uncontrollable desires taking over you. All you wanted was to be pounded hard right now.

Sehun positions himself in your entrance, and you open your legs wide, and he doesn't hesitate to shove his length inside you, and you whimper.

This back-stretcher was doing a great job making this sex reach your limits. Sehun thrusts in you with no signs of stopping and presses. He was in his time of life being inside you and just making love to you. Moans and skins slapping fills in the void of the room.

"Fuck, I-I'm coming," Sehun grunts, burying his head on your neck, hot breaths and low groans much clearer now.

"Me too," you pant, feeling the sign of release overcoming you, and you release, moaning fervently near Sehun's ear. And he comes, the hot liquid filling in your void.

The both of you are panting in the same rhythm, slowly taking up the information of pleasure and finally releasing it. This longing for each other and making it up with sex was the best thing you two have ever done.

But you were feeling grateful and emotional at the moment, losing contact and quality time with Sehun hitting you harder than you knew.

"I really missed you, Hun" you looked into his eyes, your breathing back to the way it is, and you unconsciously show your vulnerability in your eyes.

And Sehun is defenseless. Meeting with your eyes shining with such love staring into his. You were the most beautiful and strong woman he was in love with. Nothing mattered to him at the moment, you and only you who showered him affection and comfort were enough for him to exist and maybe think of the future with you, but he'll ask you at the right time.

Sehun smiles softly, tucking a strand of hair to the back of your ear and pressing his lips on yours, the kiss was so short, but it showed the love two of you shared.

"I love you too," he replies, ending up with sandwiching and long tight hugs between you two.

"Hey...why don't you try this chiro-stretcher too?" you suggest, and he pulls away, looking conflicted.

"But the seaweed soup is all cold now."

"Unless you don't want some fun time with this woman who wants to fuck you again, why not?" you tease, tracing your finger on his arm and looking suggestively at his sore pink lips. And Sehun smiles, even letting out a small chuckle.

"This keeps getting better and better."