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