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1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
Minseok's birthday is spent with their group of friends, something for which all of them are grateful for. They’ve all been busy with classes and assignments and other activities lately - so it's a blessing when they can make the time to get together for a celebration.
Luhan watches as Minseok opens his presents eagerly, being careful as always with the wrapped ones and setting the paper aside to be recycled, before pulling out the scarf that Baekhyun has given him. Chanyeol's present is next, a collection of CDs from his favorite singers. When Tao jokes that he's forgotten Minseok's gift and that he'll just make cute faces as his present, it's Wufan who rolls his eyes and shoves his and Tao's present at Minseok, while ignoring the younger man's pout.
The fun and laughter continues on into the night as they crowd into the small living room space in Jongdae's flat, and Luhan feels his heart swell a little, watching Minseok joke and laugh with the others while opening the rest of his presents, thinking how beautiful Minseok is, and how lucky Luhan is to be with him.
By the time the party winds down, with most of them leaving or having left to continue working on their assignments, there’s only Luhan and Minseok left in the living room. Jongdae’s busy dumping the dirty paper plates and empty cups into a black plastic bag, while Joonmyun is putting away the leftovers.
Luhan is sitting on the couch, fingers carding through Minseok's hair as the birthday boy lies down with his head in Luhan's lap. Somewhere in the street below, their voices streaming up and through the open window of the flat that Jongdae shares with Joonmyun, he can hear Sehun singing in off-key with Tao giggling next to him.
After a moment, he feels Minseok stirring against him. "Luhan," he asks, looking sleepy and tiny and Luhan's chest grows tight at the sight, "where's my present?"
Luhan blinks at him in confusion, his eyes trailing down to where the silver chain is clasped around Minseok's wrist; Luhan had been the one to put it on Minseok after he had unwrapped the gift.
There's a mischievous glint in Minseok's eyes. "I meant the other one," he says, grinning up at Luhan. "You asked me, remember?" he continues, and Luhan's reminded of the conversation in the library a week ago.
"Are you sure?" Luhan asks, hesitant. "I mean, you've told me before that you've never... you know. That."
Minseok is blushing now. "I've never wanted to before. Not with anyone else." His fingers find Luhan's and laces them together. "But with you, I want to." His eyes are bright and wide-opened, looking up at Luhan and he can't resist leaning down, kissing Minseok deeply, in response.
From the kitchen, Jongdae yells something about no sex allowed on his couch and Luhan laughs, kissing Minseok's pout away.
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Once the door is closed behind them and properly locked, Luhan surprises Minseok by flipping him around and pushing him against it. He swallows Minseok’s startled squeak with a deep kiss, sucking his lower lip and nipping at it.
It takes them longer than usual to move from the hallway to the bed, mostly because Luhan is too busy stopping at every interval to pin Minseok against the wall, kissing him, pressing his body onto Minseok's and letting him feel exactly how turned on he is. By the time they reach the bed, both their sweaters are off and Minseok's down to just his shirt and boxers. When Minseok impatiently reaches for Luhan's belt, Luhan stops him.
"Wait," he says, his hand placed onto Minseok's wrist. Minseok gives him a curious glance.
They’ve never spoken about this - about the way they feel about each other. From the first time Luhan had slipped into his seat on the first day of college and found himself staring as the boy sitting in the next aisle puffed up his cheeks and chewed on his pen while trying to read his textbook.
It was, probably then, when Luhan had found himself falling hard, and falling for Minseok.
Not wanting to scare him off with sudden declarations of love, Luhan had started off first by being his friend, coffee pal and then soccer buddy until one day, post-game, Luhan had reached out with one hand to brush away the bits of grass from Minseok’s cheek and the other boy had leaned into his touch with his eyes closed.
Luhan had stopped breathing for a moment, and then had stopped thinking when Minseok took a step closer to brush his lips against Luhan’s.
After that, it seemed the most natural for them to slip casually, without words, into the status of boyfriends instead of just friends. And when it came to their lovemaking, somehow it was always Minseok who took charge every time.
But if Luhan’s going to do this, if he’s going to be the one topping Minseok for the first time - he wants to do things differently. He wants to show Minseok that it’s not just about sex - but that he’s willing to do this with Minseok because it’s him.
"Let me… let me take care of you. I mean, it's your birthday," Luhan explains, wincing internally at his words. Gods, he was so cheesy.
"Sentimental," Minseok teases, but his expression is soft, knowing, as if he’s figured out Luhan’s meaning behind his words. He doesn't say anything further, but allows Luhan to guide him onto the bed, sitting crosslegged in the middle.
Luhan crawls over, and ends up in a kneeling position in front of Minseok. He looks at his boyfriend, drinking in the sight of him, gorgeous and perfect, just waiting for him. “Hi,” he says softly.
Minseok smiles, and Luhan’s heart swells at the sight. “Hi.”
This time, Luhan goes slow, kissing Minseok gently, sliding his lips over Minseok’s soft ones and tracing the edge of his mouth before peppering kisses along his jawline. One hand reaches up to slide fingers through Minseok’s hair, before tugging at the ends lightly, causing Minseok to gasp.
Everything feels heightened this time; the way Minseok is responding to Luhan’s touches, the way he lets out a small sound of pleasure as Luhan slips his hand under Minseok’s shirt, rubbing against his nipple. The sound cuts off in a soft cry when Luhan pushes the shirt up to replace his fingers with his lips, sucking and licking at the nipple until it’s hard in his mouth.
"Shit,” Luhan hears Minseok utter, and he bites down a little harder than necessary, eliciting a yelp of pain from Minseok, before soothing over the spot with his tongue in apology.
When he moves over to the other side, repeating his actions- this time with less biting - Minseok responds with soft, breathy moan. Encouraged by his response, Luhan releases the nipple he’s sucking onto and brushes his lips along Minseok’s chest and belly, before pausing to dip his tongue into his navel until Minseok is writhing underneath him.
“Lu-- Luhan,” he hears his name spoken in a breathy voice. “Stop teasing, please.”
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Luhan moves down further, mouthing at the tip of Minseok’s erection through the cotton before tugging the elastic waist down, until it’s caught underneath Minseok’s balls. Exposed, Minseok’s cock is hard, and red, and a drop of pre-come leaking out.
He taps at Minseok’s hips, making him shift a little so that Luhan can tug his boxers off all the way before bending down to kiss along the sides of his inner thigh. He continues his worship of Minseok’s body and ignoring his erection, which results in Minseok making a frustrated sound.
“Come on,” he whines, and Luhan chuckles at his eagerness. He sneaks a peek at Minseok’s face, seeing his expression caught between horny and annoyed.
When he finally slides his mouth over Minseok's cock, he's pleased to hear Minseok's loud moan. He sucks at the tip, letting his tongue flick the slit before taking in more in his mouth.
Minseok places his hands on the top of Luhan’s head, holding him in place as his hips making small thrusting motions. Luhan is breathing deeply through the nose and trying to relax his throat so that he doesn’t choke as Minseok fucks into his mouth. On an impulse, he cups Minseok’s balls, rolling them in his hands, feeling the soft skin against his palm as he massages them gently.
It’s not enough that he wants to fuck Minseok - he wants to taste every bit of him, to trace the contours of his body, so that he can remember them even when he’s not with Minseok, when he’s alone at home.
When he pulls off, Minseok’s cock sliding out of his mouth, he hears Minseok groaning in protest. "Luhan, why are you stopping-- ahh!-" Minseok yelps when Luhan pushes his legs up.
“Hold yourself up,” Luhan tells him, and Minseok reaches out to grab his legs.
He doesn’t get a chance to say anything else when Luhan leans down and circles the rim with a gentle lick. Startled, Minseok almost loses his grip and tries to move away, unused to the sudden feel of a tongue on his ass, but Luhan still has his hands pushing against the back of Minseok’s legs tightly as he continues, pausing once or twice to let his saliva pool in his mouth before dripping it over the pucker.
“Wait-- that’s not-- ah-- that’s not clean--fuck,” Minseok’s protests are cut off when Luhan pushes it in suddenly, and continues to fuck him with his tongue while Minseok’s vocabulary is reduced to a series of moans and whimpers.
Luhan’s jaw grows tired, and he replaces his tongue with his finger. It’s not lubricated enough, but Minseok takes it anyway, his body arching a little at each slow thrust. When he tries to add a second finger, Minseok’s moaning turns to a sharp hiss, and Luhan stops, looking up in concern.
“We need the lube,” he tells Minseok, his voice hoarse from all the rimming. He slips his finger out of Minseok, watching as the other boy scrambles up his bed towards the side table, reaching for the bottle of lube in the drawer.
It takes Luhan a few seconds to slick up his fingers, sneaking glances at Minseok as he resumes the position he had been in earlier. This time he’s biting his lower lip, his face filled with anticipation.
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“Oh!” Minseok’s eyes widen, and his mouth drops open in a O shape. “Oh my g--” Luhan grins, and crooks his fingers, pressing against his prostate and Minseok lets out another cry.
Luhan pauses for a moment, squeezing more lube over his fingers before pushing them back into Minseok. The wet, slick sounds from the extra lube ends up making Minseok blush furiously, and Luhan gives him a sly look before slipping a third finger in.
By now, Minseok is already so far gone, shamelessly fucking back onto Luhan’s fingers. One hand is clutching the sheets tightly, while he attempts to hold up his other leg, but he’s fast losing his grip as he approaches the edge.
When Luhan leans down and wraps his lips around his cock, Minseok loses it.
“Fuck -- fuck, Lu--” Oversensitized and already on the edge, he comes, his body arching slightly as he spills into Luhan’s mouth, who swallows all of it.
When he flops back down, breathing heavily, Luhan moves back up, sliding his body over Minseok and bracketing his head with his elbows as he leans down to kiss him, letting him taste himself on Luhan’s tongue.
Finally he releases Minseok's lips, and sits back, admiring his handiwork. Minseok looks completely debauched, and Luhan’s a little proud of the fact that it’s because of him.
He reaches out with one hand and traces the edge of Minseok's lips gently. They're swollen and slick from all the kissing. "You're so beautiful," he says, earning an another blush that blooms across Minseok's cheeks.
It’s hard not to kiss Minseok again, and Luhan does that, enjoying the way Minseok is soft and pliant underneath him now, and Luhan wants him so badly, he wants to fuck him and hear him come apart again under him.
Somehow, Minseok seems to sense this, and he breaks their kiss. “I need-- please, Luhan, I need you,” he pleads, peppering kisses all along Luhan’s face and neck until he pauses and sucks at the skin near his collarbone hard.
“Fuck,” Luhan swears, because that’s going to leave a mark for sure, and because he’s so fucking turned on with this version of Minseok who’s begging for Luhan to fuck him even though he’s probably still sensitive from his orgasm. No man is strong enough to resist that, he thinks, and he hurriedly shimmies out of his pants and boxers, throwing them off the bed before reaching for the bottle of lube again.
Slicking himself up, he leans over Minseok. With one hand wrapped around his cock, he guides himself back into Minseok in one swift motion.
Minseok is so fucking tight, even with all the stretching that Luhan has done, and he pauses for a moment, closing his eyes, trying to gather his wits and catch his breath. He could probably come now, just from the heat and the way Minseok’s walls are clamped around his cock, gripping him.
When he opens his eyes, he finds himself looking back at Minseok, who’s smiling at him, his eyes too bright. “I love you,” he mouths, and Luhan’s eyes widen at the confession.
“What--”
Minseok reaches out with one hand, tugging Luhan closer towards him. The movement forces Luhan deeper into him, and he groans, lips pressed against Luhan’s neck.
“Minseok--”
“I love you,” Minseok repeats, a little louder. There’s no mistaking the words now. “I love you I love you I love--”
Luhan kisses Minseok deeply, before shifting his hips and thrusting into Minseok, hard, and Minseok keens.
Minseok is far from quiet when he’s the one being fucked, half-choked sobs escaping his lips as Luhan increases the speed of his thrusts and slams into Minseok. The fingers on one hand are gripping the sheets tightly; another is wrapped around the back of Luhan’s neck, clinging to him.
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Luhan thinks that he must be doing something right because Minseok is picking up on the rhythm now, matching Luhan with each thrust as he tries to fuck onto Luhan's cock. The words fall easily from his mouth, his yes fuck yes right there growing louder by the second, until Luhan feels the familiar way his balls begin to tighten.
“I can’t hold back, fuck, Minseok, I need to come,” he manages out before he gives one last thrust as he tips over the edge, his vision whiting out for a second as he pumps his seed into Minseok.
"Fuck, Luhan. That was one hell of a round," he lets out a huff of laughter that’s slightly muffled by the fact that he still has his face covered by his hands.
As Luhan eases out of him, slowly, he sees that Minseok is still hard. Luhan lets his lips curl up slightly into a small, devious smile.
"We're not done yet," Luhan says, which is all the warning Minseok gets before Luhan is shoving two fingers back into Minseok, mixing come and lube together as he fucks into Minseok again, while wrapping another hand around Minseok’s cock.
A few quick strokes is all Luhan needs before he has Minseok practically wailing when he comes for the second time that night, white streaking across his belly and chest.
When they’re both cleaned up, and dressed in their boxers and lying side by side together on the bed, Luhan pulls the covers over them. Minseok makes a snuffling sound, mumbling something that Luhan can’t quite hear.
“What was that?” Luhan asks softly. Minseok mumbles again, and this time Luhan leans close, trying to catch his words.
“Thank you,” he hears, and he feels Minseok moving closer, his arm wrapping around Luhan’s waist. “For… for making it good. For me.” He presses his face into Luhan’s chest, as if he’s trying to hide his embarrassed face and Luhan’s reminded of Minseok’s feelings that he had let slip during their lovemaking.
Luhan’s gently strokes Minseok's cheek, and then tips his face up with one finger beneath his chin. “I love you too,” he admits, finally, before leaning in and brushing his lips against Minseok’s.
They both fall asleep soon after, happy and sated and content.
-fin-
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AUTHOR-NIM.....T-T i offer you my first unborn child T-T
i love that you turned it into romantic smut and added in minseokie's bday in the plot cos my prompt was just umin on top + smut.
ahfhhdlsjdsjdls you made me prompt into so much more this is awesome
and that "hi" when luhan approached minseok at the bed made me lfkjdskfjdskf it's like their doing it for the first time ever like dkfjsldlfks this is so perf author-nim thanks so much for filling this ughhhh /throws confetti at you /feeds you
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