White Noise (Sehun x Reader) - EXO EX'ACT SERIES
White Noise
PRESENT, EARLY MORNING (Airplane, somewhere above the Pacific Ocean; Chanyeol’s POV):
“Sehun!” Chanyeol called his younger brother and the youngest turned his head to face him. It was an early flight and the colors of the dawn still mingled with the darkness of the night.
Sehun had been looking through the window of the aircraft for a whole hour. He was lost in thought and Chanyeol knew that mean he was thinking about you. The way his legs and arms were crossed and he nervously bit his lower lip, told the older one that he was apprehensive.
“Spill it out. What happened with Vivi’s Mother?” Chanyeol said with a low voice, elbowing the maknae. Vivi’s Mother was your nickname. It was a tradition amongst the members: their significant others’ always had nicknames.
It was an affectionate gesture. But it was also protection for their loved ones, in case a reporter or a sasaeng would be listening. Sehun pretended to be hurt: “Ouch! Hyung, that hurt!”
“Don’t lie to me. I know you very well, there’s something bothering you.” He looked at Sehun, who rolled his eyes. But, as his best friend he knew he wanted to talk. Otherwise he would be asleep. Or at least, pretending to. So, Sehun revived last night’s events on his head and told his hyung a resumed version:
SOMETIME LAST NIGHT (Seoul, your apartment; Your POV):
“I can’t believe this, Sehun!” you said, raising your voice.
Your glass ended up landing on the kitchen counter with more strength than you originally planned, making a loud sound. Your boyfriend hugged you from your back, his chin rubbing on the tip of your ear. He kissed it and repeated the news that made you mad at the spot.
“Baby, you know it’s not my fault. It’s an order from above: no significant others on the trip to Hawaii”he replied, holding you a little tighter. You scoffed. You guessed it wasn’t the real reason; after all, people from the same company dated each other. You confronted him.
“How about Sirena, then? Beakhyun’s girlfriend? She gets to be with him!” you said, turning to face him and getting rid of his embrace. Sehun looked at you with his sassy signature look. “Of course she’s not coming” he rolled his eyes like it was obvious. “No exceptions. This trip isn’t just fun and games, you know? It’s a business trip as well” he replied, crossing his arms. “Even artists who date each other aren’t allowed together while we’re in Hawaii” he finished.
You sat down at one of the chairs before the kitchen table. “But isn’t going to Jeju Island right after a little too much? Why are you going there in the first place?” it was your turn to cross your arms and give him your sassiest expression.
Sehun’s hand ruffled his hair. He breathed out loudly. He was frustrated. You didn’t receive the news of his trip very well. Be he should have told you about this weeks ago. It wasn’t fair. You were a relatively new couple and not even all the other members knew you were dating yet. Finding out via tumblr that he was traveling outside the country was a little too much.
He was choosing his words carefully when Vivi entered the kitchen. Sehun looked at him and squatted on the floor, smiling, ready to pet him. Ignoring his master, he turned around and sat next to you, his fluffy head rubbing on your knee. Sehun’s jaw dropped as you uncrossed your arms and stroked Vivi’s fur.
You and Vivi had a strong bond. You were a veterinarian and had a small clinic in Seoul. You knew him since he was a puppy. His good looking owner’s visits became more and more constant and the excuses were getting more and more dull.
When Sehun was away working, Vivi stayed with you at your house. Vivi loved you so much that people thought he was your pet. That’s when you got your nickname. A VIP treatment, you told yourself. Not that you wanted his master to go to your place, no. You repeated to yourself you didn’t feel anything for Sehun. But the visits started to shift to your place instead of your clinic, until things naturally became more.
One day you two were seated on the couch, Vivi on Sehun’s lap as you two talked about your day. You were sipping some tea and almost spit it out when Sehun said that if you two were already Vivi’s parents you should be a couple. From that moment on, you started dating. No more using Vivi as an excuse.
“See, even Vivi agrees with me” you told him, a victory smile plastered in your face. “I feel betrayed”he said, looking at his feet. He was genuinely offended, as if you and Vivi were a couple of conspirators. He shook his head, admitting defeat and sitting on a chair beside you. He breathed out once again and looked at you.
“There’s no way you could have known. For someone who doesn’t know him as well as us, his friends, it will seem he’s okay. He’s a reserved guy.” Sehun placed his hand on the kitchen table, and lowered his eyes. “But Kyungsoo has been through a lot… A few months back… he had a bad break up. The girl cheated on him.” At that moment, his hand closed on itself. You could see it angered him to talk about the subject.
You placed your hand above his, squeezing it gently. He responded by doing the same with his other hand. He looked at you and slightly smiled. He continued: “He isn’t going to the company trip because of his schedule. We all know he has been suffering a lot and we wanted to cheer him up when we got there. But, since he can’t make it, I offered to take him to Jejudo instead.”
Seeing your boyfriend talking about his hyung with such concern softened your heart. When you agreed to this relationship you knew it wouldn’t be easy. The other members weren’t just coworkers for him; they were his big brothers, his family. You admired his devotion and respect.
“Sehunnie… I’m sorry I didn’t take the news very well.” Both your hands were on his, entangled between his long fingers. “I’m not against anything related to your work and your hyungs. I just… wish you had told me sooner” you confessed to him, grabbing his hand and kissing it.
“Honestly, babe? I thought I had told you that weeks ago. It’s my fault for not giving you the attention you deserve. I’m sorry” it was his turn to kiss your hand. Yours gently stroke the side of his face as he pulled you closer for a kiss. Your lips were barely touching when Vivi started barking.
PRESENT, EARLY MORNING (Airplane, somewhere above the Pacific Ocean; Sehun’s POV):
Chanyeol was laughing like Sehun had told him the funniest joke ever. Sehun was outraged.
“That’s what has been bothering you? Vivi’s jealousy? Because he barks whenever you two kiss…?”and he laughed some more, slapping his knee and shaking his body. Sehun replied in his defense: “I’m his dad! I am concerned about him. It’s a phase, every kid has the ‘parents’ jealousy’ one. We just don’t want this to become a bad habit.”
“You’re incredible, you know? And here I thought you were having problems with your girlfriend. Stay on time out, Sehun, and think about your priorities.” And just like that a smiley Chanyeol stood up to the other vacant seat next to Baekhyun, laughing all the way there.
Your boyfriend smiled to himself. Of course he was worried about Vivi. But you were his main concern. He had messed up this time. How he could have forgotten to tell you something so important? You were on his mind constantly. It was his fault for wanting you closer and closer to him whenever you two were together. Talking could wait.
Sehun closed his eyes and leaned his head on the seat. The sounds of the airplane became muffled when he remembered. The best part of yesterday he hadn’t told Chanyeol. With his eyes closed, your boyfriend remembered…
He could replay it on his head over and over again. Your voice. Your small laughter. Your impatient whining when you wanted him closer, filling you up. The way your breath became shallow as he touched you. Your moans when you two became one. The high pitch in your voice when you came with his name… “Sehun…”
SOMETIME LAST NIGHT (Seoul, your apartment; Sehun’s POV):
After you two petted and played with Vivi a bit and he fell asleep on the kitchen, you two stepped out and closed the baby gate. He remembered your look of surprise when he pressed your body against the corridor wall. His big hands lifted your wrists above your head and he kissed you.
Doing all the things he knew that would make you ready for him, his mouth kissed you passionately. He made you raise your arms and loop them around his neck. He rejoiced on your whimpers as his lips approached your ear: “When the kid’s asleep it’s time for mom and daddy to play, don’t you think?”
He pulled your leg up, making your dress ruffle, and grabbed your under thigh. He rolled his hips against your core and a sweet moan escaped your lips. “Yes, honey…” you answered, your voice heavy with lust. Your sounds always turned him on the most.
You were unconventionally beautiful, he thought. For many, you’d seem like an average girl. But, to him, you were the prettiest and most desirable woman to ever walk the earth. And your sexy voice messed with him. He was certain your moans alone could make him climax on his pants.
He pressed himself onto you so hard it was a little painful. But he wasn’t afraid of breaking you. You always took his roughness like a big girl. His kisses deepened and Sehun let loose the kinkiest part of himself. He knew he could; with you, he could.
You blinked those pretty innocent eyes at him while his hands explored your body. Hunger didn’t even define his state. He was famished and you’re the meal he wanted most. His hands played with the hem of your skirt. “This is on the way” he said. “I’ll go to your bedroom prepare something. Give me five minutes. Then, I want you to go in there and I don’t want to see any piece of clothing.”
He didn’t need a response. He knew you’d be up for it. But he waited for one even so. He winked at you, taking a moment to absorb the growing desire on your eyes. “The usual safe word?” he asked. You nodded, answering: “Bubble tea.” You pecked his lips. He almost sprint to the room. He ruffled on his bag until he got what he was looking for.
With the rope on his hands he waited for you by the door. As you entered your bedroom, he grabbed you from behind. You squealed and he threw you in the bed. He could see your growing arousal by the way you pressed your thighs. “Hands” he demanded, excitement making his body ache in anticipation.
SOMETIME LAST NIGHT (Seoul, your apartment; Your POV):
You offered your wrists to him, hands curled into fists. He hovered above you and tied them up. Not too tight, not too loose. Just standard bondage. He was only wearing his underwear and you could see that he was already hard.
“Spread your legs” he said. You obeyed and he kneeled beside you. His hands lost no time and caressed your mound. Your moans were too short lived; he started slapping your pussy. He would alternate slaps with rubbing your clit. Soon his mouth started alternating as well.
He knew the perks of spoiling and discipline. When he was pressing and circling your sensitive bundle, he’d be praising you, sweet talking in your ear. You were his princess, his sexy goddess. When the slapping restarted, his talking became dirty. He would nibble in your ear and describe all the filthy things we wanted to do to you. He knew that’s how you’d come. You knew that’s how he’d enjoyed it.
As you approached the sweet state of pure bliss, Sehun stopped and climbed on top of you. You whimpered with the sudden loss of his touch. He lowered his underwear until his knees and guided himself towards your entrance, your pussy so wet that his swollen member was all inside you on the first thrust.
He made you loop your bonded wrists around his head. His broad shoulders and his define chest resting above you. His mouth on your ear, making you hear every sound he made. His arms went under yours and grabbed your shoulders from behind, hooking you on his embrace.
His hips smashed against your pelvis, the skin on skin noise clashing on both your ears. His grunts and your moans together on sweet harmony, your bodies entangled deliciously as you two became one.
He reached elation before you, his hips sprinting forward hard. His body over you fully, all his weight on you. You felt your inner walls tightening around his dick. Your Kegels payed off as you could feel his body twitching and his grunts become louder as he milked himself inside you.
You came with his name on your lips. Your voice high pitched, almost cracking. Your body squirming under him, your toes curling and your stomach aching with the warmth of him fully releasing inside you. “Sehun…”
PRESENT, EARLY MORNING (Airplane, somewhere above the Pacific Ocean; Sehun’s POV):
Sehun rushed to the nearest bathroom on the plane. He sat on the closed toilet and opened his pants. Your memory was enough to make him hard. He couldn’t help but touch himself as quietly as he could. He remembered last night. As he stroke his member, his thoughts were all on you. It was as if he was almost able to reach for you in his mind…
He pumped himself fast and hard. Your languid voice on his head guided him as he reached cloud nine, his warm juices spreading on his fingers and stomach: “Sehun…”
As he breathed out, calming himself off his high, he thought about you. “I hope you know…” he thought to himself “Somebody loves you, babe. Even though I can’t be with you right now… For a moment, just hold on tight… You may not be next to me but you’re inside me. I love you…”
PRESENT, EARLY MORNING (Seoul, your apartment; Your POV):
You were having a wet dream. It was the only explanation for you waking up like this. Your own moans woke you up. You decided to go with it. You touched yourself as the remaining of the dream and your foggy memory of last night took over. Your fingers spread your soaked outer lips. Your slickness allowed your fingers to slid into your favorite spots easily.
You could replay it on your head over and over again. His deep voice. His carefree laughter. The look he gave you when he wanted you to come closer. His skin pressing yours in an animalistic way. The way his breath becomes shallow as he touches you. His grunts when you two become one. The strength of his arms hooking you up as his body mercilessly pounds inside you…
It was just one name that escaped your lips… The high pitch in your voice when you say his name as you climaxed, just like last night… “Sehun…”
You rolled yourself to the side, your body relaxing. You looked at your glistening fingers and licked them. Thinking about your boyfriend all the while, wishing your fingers were his. You couldn’t help but talk to yourself, thinking about your boyfriend: “You may not be next to me but you’re inside me… I love you, Sehun… I’ll hold on for you…”
Notes
This is a fictional story. Any similarities to real people are unintentional.
This story contains mature themes. All the stories of this author are from the genre SMUT, but it may contain others.
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