Good Morning (drabble)
Good Morning; Kris/Luhan; 210 w.; nc-17; smut
Yifan loves mornings.
Day 5/30 of my 30 day challenge.
Good Morning;
Yifan’s eyes flutter a few times, all unfocused and hazy from the blaring sunlight peering from behind the curtains. He perches his elbows against the warm, tangled bed sheets, and then he sees Luhan, a playful smile tugged across his features. Yifan’s Adam’s apple bobs after taking a giant gulp, staring at the latter with a cocked eyebrow in perplexity. Being completely unaware of Luhan’s true intentions honestly terrifies him.
“Luhan, what―”
“Shh.” A stout index finger presses against Yifan's lips and, and a reflex, he clamps them together in a tight lock. “Good boy.” Luhan hums in appreciation, and suddenly he’s near the edge of the bed, hooking three fingers under the waistband of his pajamas and boxers, dragging them downwards and Yifan doesn’t miss that split second of Luhan chewing on his lips suggestively.
Yifan’s hands fist his white sheets when small, pretty lips circle his cock, drawing in the head till it almost touches the back of his throat, teeth gently grazing the base. Gentle hands flick his balls, and Yifan's fist digs deeper into the mattress, almost shouting, “Luhan, you’re a god.”
“Really?” Luhan pulls out all the way, tongue flicking the head of his penis in a playful bantering.
“Oh god.”
Yeah, Yifan loves mornings.
-----------------------------------------------yeah, just a touch of pointless smut :3
Yifan loves mornings.
Day 5/30 of my 30 day challenge.
Good Morning;
Yifan’s eyes flutter a few times, all unfocused and hazy from the blaring sunlight peering from behind the curtains. He perches his elbows against the warm, tangled bed sheets, and then he sees Luhan, a playful smile tugged across his features. Yifan’s Adam’s apple bobs after taking a giant gulp, staring at the latter with a cocked eyebrow in perplexity. Being completely unaware of Luhan’s true intentions honestly terrifies him.
“Luhan, what―”
“Shh.” A stout index finger presses against Yifan's lips and, and a reflex, he clamps them together in a tight lock. “Good boy.” Luhan hums in appreciation, and suddenly he’s near the edge of the bed, hooking three fingers under the waistband of his pajamas and boxers, dragging them downwards and Yifan doesn’t miss that split second of Luhan chewing on his lips suggestively.
Yifan’s hands fist his white sheets when small, pretty lips circle his cock, drawing in the head till it almost touches the back of his throat, teeth gently grazing the base. Gentle hands flick his balls, and Yifan's fist digs deeper into the mattress, almost shouting, “Luhan, you’re a god.”
“Really?” Luhan pulls out all the way, tongue flicking the head of his penis in a playful bantering.
“Oh god.”
Yeah, Yifan loves mornings.
-----------------------------------------------yeah, just a touch of pointless smut :3