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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      EXO_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Kim_Jongin_|_Kai/Oh_Sehun
  Character:
      Oh_Sehun, Kim_Jongin_|_Kai, Huang_Zi_Tao_|_Z.Tao
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Tattoos, Exhibitionism
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-04-02 Words: 1546
****** First Tattoos And Cum Stained Chairs ******
by AbiIsTheBomb
Summary
     Title: First Tattoos And Cum Stained Chairs
     Fandom(s): Exo
     Characters: Sehun, Jongin, Tao
     Pairing(s): Sekai
     Rating: R
     Summary: Sehun needs help through his first tattoo and Jongins got
     the perfect idea on how to distract him.
     Genre: Smut, pwp
     Warnings: Exhibitionism
     Word count: 1k
Notes
     Sekai Smut cause why not?
     Thanks To Leia (DeadGirlDancer) & Emma (SeaHorseWithLaptop) for beta
     reading and holding my hand through my first solo written one shot
See the end of the work for more notes
“W-will it hurt?” Sehun’s voice is quiet and timid. He’s currently lying on one
of Jongin's recliners,  the ugly green pattern and the rips in the fabric doing
nothing to calm his nausea. In is panic, he fails to feel a calloused warm hand
brushing his blonde fringe from his sweaty forehead.
 
“Shh, you’ll be fine.” Jongin's svelte honey voice filters through room as he
continues to stroke Sehun's forehead. “You’re such a brave boy,” He whispers
for only Sehun to hear.
 
“I hate you.”
 
“No you don’t.” Jongin laughs, his hot breath fanning over Sehun's face. “You
love me.”
 
“Please don't get all soppy while I’m drawing the design I need concentration
and your lovey-dovey yabbering is not helping.” Zitao sighs from the corner,
his pen working swiftly on the paper in his portfolio.
 
“Why did I let myself get into this, y’know it's 10:43, I should be in my
History class, but no I'm here, getting a tattoo underaged.” Sehuns says, his
deep liquid eyes staring up at Jongin's brown orbs.
 
“Baby,” Jongin coos, smiling down at his considerably younger boyfriend.
 
“Right, is this okay?” Zitao flips the page and shows Sehun his tattoo, a
tattoo that will soon be permanently etched into his skin—Christ his parents
ever saw it they were going to kill him.
 
The tattoo was a simple design, the nine planets all aligned, black and white,
aesthetic, simple.
 
“I like it.” Sehun replies, smiling but still nervous, the telltale sign being
that his skin has a light sheen of sweat.
 
“Sehun.” Jongin’s voice surprises Sehun, causing him to jump. “You don't have
to get this done if you don't want to, I’m not going to force you, baby.”
Jongin places a soft kiss on Sehun temple.
 
“No, I like it, I really do.” Sehun beams.
 
“Good.” Jongin’s grin turns into something else; a feral smirk. “Time to take
your shirt off.”
 
Sehun does as he's told and as soon as his head comes loose from his shirt, he
hears the tattoo gun. Zitao goes straight to cleaning just above his collarbone
right away with alcohol and a cotton pad. His rubber gloves feel uncomfortable
on Sehun's skin but that's the least of his worries right now.
 
As the Chinese male brings the gun closer, his eyes quickly flick to Sehun's
face in which the younger looks like he's about to freak out or pass out, Tao
doesn't know which but preferably neither.
 
“Can you hold his hand or something Jongin? I don't want him freaking out,”
Zitao asks.
 
Jongin does more than that: he captures Sehun's lips in a sensual and somewhat
inappropriate kiss full of sucking, licking and biting.
 
When Sehun looks distracted enough Tao gently bring the vibrating needle down
on to Sehun's skin which makes the younger jump. Thankfully, Zitao’s quick
reflexes mean he swiftly removes the needle from causing any damage, skin deep
or otherwise.
 
“Jesus Sehun stay still d’you want Pluto looking like a fucking dick or
something?” Tao scowls.
 
“S-sorry it was a surprise! You should've warned me!”
 
“Warned you and have you turn green again? No thank you.” Tao says, going back
to his original place with the gun.
 
“No, wait!”
 
“Fucking hell.” Tao stops and turns off the insistent vibrating to look Sehun
dead in the eyes, his sass coming through in full force.
 
“I just.. I need a bigger distraction. I’m… scared.” The last word of his
sentence is laced with embarrassment and shame; here he is with two men who
ride fast cars and motorbikes, who wear leather, have multiple tattoos and
piercings (like that piercing Jongin’s got, snug in his cock head that Sehun
can feel when he slides in and out of the younger effortlessly and—)
 
“I’ve got an idea.” Jongin speaks up from being mum all this time, but Sehun
isn't exactly relieved when he notices a lustful glint in the elder's eyes he
knows all too well; It's the same look he gave Sehun before they ended up
fucking at Sehun's high school, outside no less, behind the building that
houses the students’ and teachers’ bikes. Sehun had outright said no, but that
damn smolder and the thought of that piercing had made him give in and soon
enough he’d had his hands braced on the brick wall and Jongin was buried deep
within him.
 
“Go ahead,” Zitao says, a small smirk also spreading on his face as if he knows
whats coming.
 
“What are you— Ah! F-fuck.”
 
“Your nipples are always so sensitive.” Jongin giggles and goes back to sucking
the dusty pink nub in his mouth. It hardens in no time and has Sehun mewling as
red blotches start appearing on the younger's chest, an obvious sign he's
turned on and Jongin's right, his nipples have always been so so sensitive; a
small brush of fingers or a long hot suck has Sehun instantly submitting in
which Jongin without a doubt conveniently uses to his advantage. But  Jongin
doesn't stick to sucking Sehun’s pink nipple for long as his hands are now
rubbing and gently gliding over Sehun's soft alabaster skin, taking extra care
not to go too far over where Zitao is currently tattooing, wait what?
 
Sehuns eyes lock onto where the feline like man has his weapon pressed into
Sehun's skin, fuck he forgot this was happening, with Jongin's mouth on him he
was distracted but his mouth is gone and Sehun is aware, so aware that tears
start welling in his eyes and threaten to fall.
 
But a calloused warm palm on his cheek pulls him away from the scene and he's
brought to look at Jongin's beautiful face he smiles sweetly and a little
sympathetically at the younger before again smirking.
 
“Just focus on me, only feel me, I’m the only one here,” he says before ducking
to capture Sehun's lips. It’s chaste at first, a soft press of love that still
has Sehun's senses overwhelmed, because this is just so characteristically
Jongin, start innocent and sweet filling Sehun with a pleasant buzz he can ride
off before timesing it by a thousand and slowly all sehun can sense is Jongin.
Jongin’s touch, Jongin's smell, his presence, his aura, his soul. That's all he
feel as the two battle their tongues, the hot wet muscles sliding over each
other obscenely. Sehun can feel Jongin's hand slid over the planes of his skin
to his still pink hard nipple, alternating between soft and hard pinches which
make Sehun whine and moan into Jongin's mouth who swallows the youngers sounds
of pleasure eagerly.
 
With the tattoo being done on him almost forgotten about Sehun's body relaxes,
he can still feel the dull stabbing pain but he's more aware of Jongin's
wandering hand, wandering down his abdomen, down to his jeans and to the
zipper. The elder unzips and pulls Sehun red angry cock out of its confines.
It’s leaking and leaking hard, clear liquid sliding off the head and down the
shaft. Jongin, without looking, traces a prominent vein making Sehun’s voice
hitch.
 
“Fuck.” Sehun whines high pitched and wantonly.
 
“You’re so cute.” Jongin says before he's burying his face in Sehun's neck to
suck dark purple marks that he's sure his parents, friends, and teachers will
question.
 
One, two, three hickies later and Jongin’s hand is now slowly caressing Sehun’s
still leaking member, pulling his foreskin over the head then back down to
reveal it again, along with the sucking sensation on his neck and the pinching
of his nipple he's so undone.
 
“F-fuck Jongin faster, please,” Sehun pleads, tears of pleasure in his eyes
replacing the ones from earlier.
 
Jongin complies, every drag of his hand is faster than the last which has Sehun
mewling in the most erotic way, he's now got a tongue swirling his nipple again
and two of Jongin's thick fingers in his mouth for him to suck on.
 
It doesn't take long for Sehun to cum all over his belly a little bit dribbling
off and staining the seat—good job Jongin isn’t a clean freak like Kyungsoo or
he’d be howling right now.
 
“Finished!” Zitao beams looking down at his work.
 
Sehun chokes on his spit: Jongin just jacked him off while Tao was there…
JONGIN JUST JACKED HIM OFF WHILE TAO WAS THERE!
 
“Calm down, don't be such a prude for God’s sake,” Tao sasses as he retrieves,
sterilizes, and packs his gun and ink away while telling Sehun how to look
after his shoulder.
 
Sehun looks down at his the tattoo as Tao tells him the ins and outs of tattoo
aftercare and he’ll admit: Zitao’s skill for art is amazing. He smiles—he likes
it, and he hopes Jongin likes it too.
 
“It’s pretty, just like you.” The two share a kiss as sweet as sugar.
 
“Hello? Sehun! I’m trying to tell you how to look after your very fresh tattoo?
Y’know, the kind of info that will stop it going green and puss filled.” But
Tao gets no response. He looks over and sees Jongin's fingers back on Sehun's
nipple, tweaking and twisting as Sehun softly whines.
 
“Fuck this, I’m going outside for a cig, tell me when you're done.” With that,
Zitao leaves the couple to it.
End Notes
     I might write a TaoRis Spin Off
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