The hum of the school day was a distant buzz as Suho pushed open the door to the boys' bathroom, seeking a moment of solitude. The cool tiles under his feet and the quiet drip of a faucet were a welcome reprieve from the chaos of the hallways. He turned on the tap, letting the water flow over his hands, his mind wandering to the upcoming exams.
The door creaked open again, and Suho glanced up in the mirror, expecting to see another student. Instead, Shion stepped in, his presence filling the room with an electric charge. Suho's heart skipped a beat as their eyes met in the reflection.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" Shion's voice was smooth, almost taunting, as he sauntered over to the door and flicked the lock shut with a definitive click. The sound echoed ominously in the small space.
Suho turned off the tap, his hands still wet, and faced Shion. "What are you doing, Shion? Why did you lock the door?"
Shion's smirk widened as he closed the distance between them, backing Suho against the cold wall. "I've been wanting to see you squirm, Suho. And now, here you are, all alone with me."
Suho's breath hitched as Shion pressed his body close, the heat of him seeping through their clothes. "Shion, this isn't funny. What do you want?"
"What do I want?" Shion's hand found its way to Suho's pants, rubbing him through the fabric with deliberate strokes. "I want to see how long you can hold out before you beg me."
Suho gasped, his body betraying him as he felt himself respond to Shion's touch. "Stop it, Shion. This isn't right."
"Oh, but it feels right, doesn't it?" Shion mocked, his hand never ceasing its movement. "Look at you, such a pathetic little tease."
Suho's protests melted into moans as Shion increased the pressure, his fingers working expertly. "Shion, please..."
"Please what, Suho?" Shion's voice was a whisper against Suho's ear, his breath hot and teasing. "You want more?"
Before Suho could respond, Shion unzipped his pants, pulling them down to expose him fully. "Look at you, so eager. You can't hide how much you want this."
Suho's head fell back against the wall, his body trembling as Shion continued to stroke him, bringing him to the edge only to pull back at the last moment. "Shion, please, let me finish."
Shion laughed, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through Suho. "Oh, I'll let you finish, but you have to do something for me first."
"What?" Suho's voice was desperate, his need overriding his sense.
"Get on your knees," Shion commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Suho hesitated for a moment, the reality of the situation crashing over him. But the throbbing need in his body won out, and he slowly sank to his knees, looking up at Shion with a mix of defiance and desire.
Shion unzipped his own pants, revealing himself to Suho. "Come on, Suho. Show me how much you want it."
Suho hesitated, his eyes locked on Shion's, before he leaned forward, taking Shion into his mouth. Shion's moan of approval spurred him on, his movements becoming more confident as he worked to please Shion.
"That's it, Suho. You're doing so well," Shion praised, his hand tangling in Suho's hair. "Keep going, and I'll give you your reward."
Suho's mind was a whirlwind of sensations, his body aching for release as he continued, driven by Shion's promises and his own desperate need. The bathroom, once a place of solitude, had become the stage for their unexpected and intense encounter.
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