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PAIRINGS: Mainly Kris/Luhan, one-sided Kai/Luhan, Luhan/Various, very subtle Suho/Kyungsoo
WARNING: NC-17, Luhan sleeping around, slight BDSM etc.
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Luhan loves seeing others happy and knowing he's the reason for it. Their smiles when Luhan bites his lips nervously, their anticipation when Luhan strips himself bare, and their smirks when Luhan kisses their feet. Why should anyone be sad, if he could take it all away from them?
So he does.
Most of the time, he thinks it isn't for himself, (although the pleasure has its perks), but he does it even more so for the satisfaction of whoever's on the receiving end of his attention.
It started with his best friend, Jongin. It had always been one sided, this crush of his since middle school. When Jongin got drunk, and Luhan happened to be there, who was he to say no?
So he left feathery light touches on the contours of Jongin's tanned skin, in stark contrast to the rough hands that made marring bruises on his hips. Luhan gave his first time to the person who would eventually leave him. He knew, because just as he held onto Jongin for dear life, Jongin grinned and pushed his thighs further apart. This mutually beneficial relationship continued with no strings attached. There was even once when Jongin brought his university classmate over to join in the fun, but Luhan convinced himself he didn't really mind when he saw the sheer enjoyment in his best friend's eyes scrutinizing them, while Sehun took him impatiently from the back.
"You're really pretty Hyung." Jongin whispered in another one of his drunken stupor as he raised Luhan's legs over his shoulders. "But it's too bad. Someday I want a real girl." Jongin said with a tone of finality as he pushed in again, groaning at the tight heat, and Luhan didn't know if the pain in his chest had anything to do with the way Jongin held their bodies together before he came.
Ever since then, Luhan spiraled. He was eager to please anyone, everyone whom he could make happier than he ever was. Word got around, people knew, and they never stop coming onto him.
Baekhyun had been one of his rougher partners. The eyeliner punk had his fair share of kinks and was not ashamed to use them on Luhan. The latter once found himself in the most awkward of positions, arms bound and mouth gagged, a thick rod (which he assumed was a baton) tracing his hole. As he turned his head as far back as he could in his restrained position, he saw Baekhyun dressed up as a cop and twirling a pair of handcuffs with his index finger, face wearing a grin so smug that would make the joker look nice.
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