Jongin pulls out of Sehun looking at the mess he just made.
A beautiful mess.
His legs are still spread wide for Jongin to see his cum stained little cunt.
His cum is splashed over his flat stomach.
His cock limp on his stomach.
Jongin pulls a small blade, with a black handle and a unique pattern drawn on it.
He pins Sehun's leg down and quickly left his mark on his inner thigh.
Sehun cried out when he felt the blade skin into his flesh.
He was still on his high from his orgasm.
He feels Jongin's tongue on his wound then the next thing he knows he kissing him.
The metallic taste of his blood coming from Jongin's lips and tongue.
It was a dirty kiss. Sehun instantly became submissive to Jongin.
Breaking the kiss Jongin stood and fixes his uniform and walks out the room.
Sehun is left to clean himself up.
Wobbling and the slight pain from the pattern Jongin had drawn on his inner thigh made it slightly difficult for him to walk.
But he seem to have himself composed as he walked up on stage to deliver his speech.
He feels Jongin's gaze on him in the crowd.
He feels proud of himself that he made it through his speech without making himself look like a fool.
In a matter of hours he went from fantasizing about him, being fucked and marked by him.
He is still on his high. Speech finish assembly dismissed.
He joins his girlfriend and his friends.
Sehun honestly loves her, but he has to stop himself from flinching whenever she tries to kiss him or do some form of skinship.
The group is standing talking when Sehun looks up and find Jongin with another tall guy he recognize as Park Chanyeol.
Chanyeol is older than Jongin but Sehun sees it.
Chanyeol bows and spoke a single word.
Jongin glances back at Sehun before leaving.