Sehyun's POV
The moment Sensei's teeth sink in my shoulder, a gasp escape my lips from both shock and anticipation.
He whispers beside my ear, his breath fanning my neck. "I didn't say anything about winning the race." My heart pounds fiercely against my ribcage hearing those words from him.
Sensei places a kiss on my neck his tongue gliding over my jawline to my lips. "Sehyun, tonight, Sensei will take proper care of you." He breaths huskily against my lips before capturing my lips in a fevered kiss. My lips softened beneath his as my hands moved to circle around his neck.
Our lips moved with urgency building up a rhythm neither of us could define. When Sensei pulls back, we're both breathless and aching for each other.
Sensei pulls his shirt over his head at once discarding it to some part of the room. He gently helps me discard mine.
