Angel Maker 17/27
title: Angel Maker
chapter rating: NC-17
warnings: graphic sex
summary: Mathematically gifted Oh Sehun makes a miscalculation that could cost him his life when he agrees to run an errand for an old high school acquaintance. The job brings Sehun face to face with much more than he'd bargained for and suddenly he has to question the binary makings of his existence, eventually ending up coming across the most delicate secret hosted by a quasi-governmental data bank.
story notes: See the foreword for more information on the story.
It felt like a long time, but in his logical mind it couldn't have taken much until Luhan joined him, carefully slipping under the covers in the dim apartment, surprise setting onto his face as he found Sehun wasn't asleep. Shifting close, the sheets crumbled between them the cream haired one asked quietly, "Aren't you able to sleep?"
"I'm worried", Sehun admitted.
"Of?"
"Of what'll happen." He bit his lip, unable to avert his eyes, lost in the bottomless cold pools like drowning in icy water; and yet he didn't find it terrifying how looking at the perfectly beautiful fawn-like boy like this made him so vulnerable. "Since I met Jongin and ran that errand, things have been all messy and weird."
A cool hand slithered from under the covers to rest on his chest, lightly pushing him from his side to his back; a little confused it took him a moment to figure Luhan had nimbly moved from under his blanket to lie down next to the brunette, much like the previous night, his body pressed against Sehun's side, his fingers resting over his heart, lightly stroking the texture of the T-shirt. "Don't worry", he cooed kindly.
Sehun shook his head a bit. "I can't help it. I'm afraid, okay? I'm a pathetic guy like that, I get afraid of stuff."
"Shh. Don't say that. I'm pretty fond of you just like that." The other buried his face against Sehun's shoulder, his breaths hot through the short sleeve. "Relax. Am I making you uncomfortable?"
"No, not you." Sehun sighed, bringing his hand over the other's fingers, closing his eyes for a blink or two, then stared up at the dark ceiling. "I… I'm just… Last morning and… You know?"
The hand slipped from under his, the warm breaths gone, and Sehun turned to find the other, surprised to discover the deer-eyed male pushing the covers back and climbing onto him, his knees on both sides of Sehun's waist pressing into the mattress. The brunette pushed himself up onto his elbows and breathed out, "What-"
The thin fingers pressed him back; the sharp nose nudged the side of his neck, the gentle lips pressed against his jaw. A shiver ran down his spine. Not sure what to think he placed his hands against the other's shoulders. "Luhan--"
"Relax." The smooth songlike voice came from right by his ear, almost husky in how low and quiet the other spoke. Sehun swallowed. "You're too edgy. It's bad for your health."
"But- You-" What am I saying? He had to pause thinking for a second. The soft lips were trailing kisses down the side of his neck, Luhan's hands lightly resting against his chest. "You don't have to, I mean, this, uh…"
Luhan let an amused chuckle, the tip of his nose brushing against Sehun's neck as he turned to look up at the other. "If you don't want me to, you can tell me."
"No! No, I… Oh man." He bit his tongue and shook his head a little, embarrassed of himself. "It's not that, I… I like you and… I just…" Why wasn't there a pattern for solving situations like this or curing the lack of vocal abilities?
"Then relax." With a kiss on the corner of his mouth the other brought a hand to stroke his hair. Sehun explored the hooded eyes, the bright small smile resting on Luhan's face, so much more genuine than usually, deeper and full of emotion.
Maybe this was okay. Maybe the smooth kisses on his jaw and neck and the fingers pushing into his damp hair was all right. Shouldn't he be happy, he asked himself; wasn't this what he didn't dare admit he wanted? To have Luhan for himself. He let his eyes slide shut as the cool hands pushed his shirt back, the warm kisses grazing his chest, the breaths feeling incredibly hot as Luhan kept moving lower, teeth scraping his skin over his ribs. Sehun tried to swallow the moans, muffle the whimpers, his body arching to the touches as the other so effortlessly pulled at the strings of the pyjama bottoms and tugged at the elastic band of his boxers.
Oh, man.
As gently as he could Sehun reached to pull Luhan up by his hands, sitting up a tad to place a little shy kiss on the moist lips; he felt the smile against his mouth and heard the quiet chuckle as he slid his fingers into the silky soft locks of light hair. "It's just not fair", he mumbled into the pecks, "you know? You doing that… Like… I'm just… here."
"Is that your argument?"
"Well, one plus zero point twenty doesn't equal two."
Luhan let a soft breathy laugh, pressed one palm against the pillow by his head and treaded the other down the brunette's bare chest, smiling down at him, his nose brushing against the side of Sehun's. "If that's how you define fair…"
Helping Luhan tug off the short-sleeved shirt the older was wearing Sehun bit his lip, gawking quietly at the even porcelain skin and the fine little details, trailing his fingertips down the small curve of his waist. Luhan squirmed, giggled, and leaned to kiss his lips. "You're sweet."
"Sorry", the brunette exhaled breathlessly, his heart racing, unable to fully grasp the situation. He tugged gently at the light locks of hair and stroked the back of the lean neck feeling the bones and dents in the skin, only stopping once Luhan fumbled with his shirt, pushing it over his head flipping the brown fringe up for a second and tossing the piece of clothing off somewhere with his own. His movements were growing rushed, sloppy; much less graceful and yet remained so very elegant in a way, the bottomless lakes of his round eyes dark with passion like a roaring ocean.
The college bottoms and pyjama pants caused a little more trouble. Luhan laughed at himself, the chime feeling like a drug to Sehun's ears. He smiled broadly up at the other, tenderly riding his fingers down the smooth thighs once the pants were gone, watching the other's eyes slide shut for a blink, whimpering as Luhan lightly scratched at his chest. Messy kisses that made his heart pound; Sehun pulled the other down again to trail pecks along the side of his neck and over his shoulder, embracing him, caressing his back, a little unsurely giving the light haired male's ass a squeeze feeling like trying the ice with a stick, testing the limits of this equation. Luhan grinned against the nook of his neck and murmured, "Don't be so shy."
"I… I haven't done this before", he admitted quietly. "I've seen my share, my brother… Uh."
"Don't worry", cooed the soft voice, the pink lips kissing his ear. Then, whispering to the brunette to stay put he tore himself off and out of bed, disappearing from his sight for a second, soon to return and crawl right back to where he'd been, filling the empty cold spot that had formed in his absence. Sehun wrapped his arms around the slender figure, uncertain but not wavering, catching the elder’s mouth for a kiss before letting Luhan grab his hand and guide his fingers to push down the waistband of his grey boxers. Slipping out of them with much more ease than what the fight with the college bottoms had been, the deer-eyed boy lightly bit his lip, brought Sehun's hand to his lips to kiss his palm before smudging his fingers with cold lotion, dropping the small bottle somewhere between the linen. Sehun swallowed, his chest heaving as he stared at the other in the eye, Luhan guiding his now cold hand past the lean back, gently pressing the tip of the brunette's index finger past the ring of muscle.
Sehun let a small gasp, barely audible compared to the light moan passing the pink soft lips. Briefly, for the first time since seeing Luhan, he wondered if this was all right at all; whether it was wrong of him to even like the fawn-like male, talk about wanting him like this, about having him like this. Despite shuddering and grasping the sheets by the brunette, Luhan wouldn't let go of his hand, wouldn't stop slowly pressing his finger by the joint, urging it deeper into his body. The feeling was so odd to him; Sehun pressed his mouth into a line, hardly blinking as he followed the way Luhan was lightly biting his lip. Soon enough the older tugged his hand back, helping the brunette press in another digit, moaning deep and arching his back, pushing against the touch. Sehun felt his cheeks grow hot watching the other, knowing the whimpers were because of him.
Hesitantly he reached to kiss the older, muffling the moans escaping the parted lips, wrapping his other arm around the small waist. Luhan attempted a smile, broken by another breathy groan dying against Sehun’s mouth. The cream haired male soon wiggled free, panting as he slightly tugged at Sehun's wrist, urging his fingers out of him; Sehun had to focus to move as carefully as he could, feeling the fear of somehow hurting the delicate male wash over him. Looking a little out of breath but the lust in his deep eyes even brighter than before Luhan dipped his head down, planting a rough, hurried kiss on the younger's mouth before moving to push off the boxers Sehun was still wearing. His cool fingers quickly, slickly wrapped around the brunette's cock; a soft, surprised moan erupted from Sehun and he bit his lip a little too hard. Kisses on his cheek and jaw, the tender digits stoking him… His stomach twisted with the pleasure, his eyes falling shut for a moment.
The cold lotion made him shiver, the click of the cap sounding like the loudest thing in the dark of the night, and Sehun opened his eyes to find the deer eyes focused on him, a small lively smile curve the other's lips. Then, Luhan groaned aloud and grimaced, the wave of messy pleasure washing over Sehun like water being poured over his head. He frowned and pinned his teeth firmly together, his hands pressing to hold the other's hips, Luhan's free hand pushing hard against his stomach. The heat, his heart rushing… The light haired boy shivered uncontrollably, short nails digging into his skin, and Sehun wanted to cradle him in his arms but was afraid that moving an inch would simply hurt the other. Frightened, uncertain, he reached to stroke the smooth cheek and the light hair, breathing past his teeth, finally managing to exhale weakly, "A, are you okay…?"
"Mmhm." Luhan offered a small nod, but wouldn't open his eyes, wouldn't move for a good while, and Sehun was sure it went on for a small endless infinity.
Ever so slowly, carefully, whimpering the older lowered his body further down. Sehun tried to swallow the moans, pressing his heels into the mattress as he tried his best to keep from bucking up into the sweet heat. It felt like an impossible task, like an impending checkmate, his frown growing deeper as he had to focus all his energy into it. At last Luhan brought his other hand to balance himself, both hands flat on Sehun's chest. (Amazingly cold; but Sehun didn't have what it would've taken to think about it.)
He pulled ever so slightly up and moaned, a wonderful sound not like anything Sehun could've imagined. The brunette panted, his gaze fixed on the beautiful, still ever so graceful male moving as if everything had been in slow motion except that it wasn't. Gods, he couldn't think of anything more wonderful. His heart would most likely burst from how fast it was beating and his brain would short-circuit trying to comprehend how good it felt to be buried inside the other, his fingertips pressing into the soft skin as he held on to Luhan, still fighting the urge to move at all.
"Y… you… Oh, man", he could hear himself exhale; the other offered him a lazy, strained and breathless chuckle, but wouldn't reply, his face smitten with a painful frown that only made Sehun immensely worried. "Am-- Am I hurting you?"
"No", whimpered the other, his lie obvious and weak as he slowly moved his hips, letting a smooth low moan. Biting his lip for a second, his eyes still pinched shut Luhan shook his head rapidly and breathed out, "Not you… It's normal."
The brunette kept caressing his sides, his thighs, his cheeks; he felt worried and responsible, but with every passing minute it was clearly getting easier, the fawn-like boy's moans growing more passionate and less painful. At last he'd open his eyes, the bright smile finding its way to his lips, and Sehun dared to sit up a little, reaching to pull him down to kiss him deep, for a while forgetting about worrying for the other as the slender fingers fisted his hair.
Unable to strain himself any longer the brunette pushed his hips up against the other's, groaning aloud. Luhan moaned, burying his face against the Sehun's shoulder. The knot in his stomach was growing tight and unbearable, but he didn't want this to end yet, not yet, not now. He loved the sound of the sweet voice, the smothering hot breaths against his skin, the small hands knitting through his damp hair. Gods, he loved Luhan, every bit of the fantastic, angelic male. Sehun bit his lip, muffling a groan, wishing he could've as easily held himself back. With every time Luhan rocked his body, with every harsh shaky thrust and every moan the sensation grew so unimaginably it was impossible to keep up with.
"Oh, man--" He heard the words spill past his lips unintentionally as he hit the peak, his muscles tensing, and he held the slender body tight with his hands balled in fists. Breath knocked out of his body Sehun gasped for air, his head spinning as he pinched his eyes shut succumbing into the sparks flashing through his vision. Oh, dear lord. He couldn't believe this feeling to be real. His heart was bursting, his head light, pleasure cruising in his veins, all because of the fawn-like boy.
Feeling Luhan shudder and wiggle a little, the other's moves making him groan quietly Sehun pushed himself to loosen his grip. The delicate hands pushed him back onto the bed, at which point the brunette opened his eyes into slits, staring up at the sweaty porcelain skin, reddened face, messy light hair. Luhan shifted, lifting his body enough to allow the brunette seek a more comfortable position; Sehun felt a sense of childish disappointment at how they were separated like this, pulling Luhan to sit back down almost as fast. A pleased but breathless lopsided smile rested on the parted pink lips past which the older was panting, one hand wrapped around his cock, the other firmly pressed against Sehun's chest. Without a second thought, without really caring to hesitate or to be shy the brunette brought his own hand on top of the other's, stroking Luhan slow, soon enough urging the thin digits off. Luhan let a soft, almost playful whimper, biting his lip sensually, his eyes closed.
"You're so pretty." The breathy whisper left him without thinking, and Sehun really couldn't even consider taking his words back. He was being honest. It earned him a soft laugh and a moan as he tightened his grip slightly.
"Y… you…" Luhan gasped, pressing his nails down into the other's skin, most certainly leaving red crescent marks behind and Sehun couldn't have cared less. "You're… flattering…"
Sehun laughed quietly. "Just saying what I think…"
"Fuck-- you." But the pleasant, real smile was there for a second before his face was distorted by pleasure, a long, raspy moan erupting from him as he tensed, coming over Sehun's stomach.
His arms trembling from supporting his weight Luhan panted hard, locks of light hair sticking to his forehead. Sehun bit his lip, still feeling quite out of breath, but he pushed himself off the bed enough to help Luhan up. The older gestured toward the bedside, rolling to lie on the bed on his side as the brunette sat up to look for whatever the other had been pointing at; he discovered an abandoned pack of tissues, dropped by the bed in a manner that made him believe Luhan must've brought them earlier. His fingers feeling a little numb Sehun spent a moment battling with the plastic wrapping, hearing the lazy giggle from the bed and the smooth voice weakly murmur, "Problem?"
"Shush", he hummed and poked a hole into the wrapping.
Wiping himself clean, offering the pack to the other Sehun felt too exhausted to think much, and thus he crawled back into a lying position, his heartbeats slowly having come to return to their normal rhythm. Luhan tossed the pack over him before Sehun pulled the covers awkwardly over their bodies. As the light haired male curled against him he wrapped an arm around the other; with this the apartment fell quiet.
"Are you relaxed?" the gentle voice cooed at last, sounding tired but still quite joyous.
Sehun let a small chuckle, closing his eyes for a second. "Yeah… T'was… You're amazing. Is that an okay thing to say? I mean… It… It's not rude, right?"
"It's not rude", replied Luhan with a smile to his voice. "Besides, for a first-timer…"
He felt flushed. "B, but, you've done it before", Sehun concluded quite awkwardly.
"Mm", hummed the older.
"You… don't like girls?" (Why was he asking these things? A part of him wanted to smack himself.)
"It's not that." Luhan sounded genuinely amused. "I thought I was in love with someone, and that someone happened to be a guy. I don't think it anyhow complicated." The last half of the sentence muffled against Sehun's shoulder, the lips tenderly brushing against his skin. It made Sehun smile a little.
Shyly, feeling a little sad for no reason he admitted quietly, "My parents divorced because my brother likes guys."
"Oh." It sounded as though the light haired boy had wished to comment, but hadn't been entirely sure what was the right thing to say or do.
"But", Sehun added hurriedly, "mum is the one who was okay with it. She kept calling me her angel and my brother her precious."
"Angel", repeated Luhan thoughtfully with a smile to his voice.
"Yeah… But to me you're more of an angel…" He closed his eyes, for the first time in a long time envisioning something pretty and warm rather than scary things or pure numbers. "Like you'd flown from some distant and beautiful land elsewhere right into my world."
Luhan was quiet for a while during which Sehun had all the time in the world to feel embarrassed of himself. What was he saying? He was messed in the head, for sure, most likely because of what'd happened. At last, his voice low and a little dark Luhan whispered, "I'm far from an angel, though."
Sehun tilted his head to the side, not able to see Luhan's face, resting his chin against the light locks of hair. "I don't care", he argued softly.
Again, Luhan didn't reply for a moment. "I don't want you to hurt yourself, thinking I'm something I'm not." He brought a hand to rest on Sehun's chest, idly drawing patterns over his skin with his fingertips. It tickled but the brunette bit his lip and did his best to keep a serious face. "You're sweet and I feel like a whole being when I'm with you… I've never felt this way with anyone."
"I love you", Sehun breathed out without considering it, feeling the immense need to say the word, to stop Luhan from saying things - he might've only known Luhan for so little time, but in his heart he felt like he'd always known him, like the universe had only waited for the best moment to put them on the same path but had from the beginning dropped hints and created images, mirages, dreams about this fawn-like boy… He repeated his words quietly, suddenly much shyer, realizing Luhan might not be as pleased to hear it after all. For a second he was overcome by fear. What if Luhan didn't like it, what if Luhan would tell him to leave, what if--
The soft pink lips came to kiss his, tenderly, carefully, and the delicate slender fingers stroked his hair, tangling amongst the rough brown strands. Sehun felt like life had been breathed into him and he tightened his grip of the other once again, lost in the sweet kiss.
"Sleep", Luhan murmured against his mouth, smiling, kissing him again. "Sleep…"
Smiling, his gaze resting on the brilliant pools of dark almond brown Sehun caressed the light hair, finally letting his eyes fall shut.
He'd sleep better than ever.
chapter rating: NC-17
warnings: graphic sex
summary: Mathematically gifted Oh Sehun makes a miscalculation that could cost him his life when he agrees to run an errand for an old high school acquaintance. The job brings Sehun face to face with much more than he'd bargained for and suddenly he has to question the binary makings of his existence, eventually ending up coming across the most delicate secret hosted by a quasi-governmental data bank.
story notes: See the foreword for more information on the story.
It felt like a long time, but in his logical mind it couldn't have taken much until Luhan joined him, carefully slipping under the covers in the dim apartment, surprise setting onto his face as he found Sehun wasn't asleep. Shifting close, the sheets crumbled between them the cream haired one asked quietly, "Aren't you able to sleep?"
"I'm worried", Sehun admitted.
"Of?"
"Of what'll happen." He bit his lip, unable to avert his eyes, lost in the bottomless cold pools like drowning in icy water; and yet he didn't find it terrifying how looking at the perfectly beautiful fawn-like boy like this made him so vulnerable. "Since I met Jongin and ran that errand, things have been all messy and weird."
A cool hand slithered from under the covers to rest on his chest, lightly pushing him from his side to his back; a little confused it took him a moment to figure Luhan had nimbly moved from under his blanket to lie down next to the brunette, much like the previous night, his body pressed against Sehun's side, his fingers resting over his heart, lightly stroking the texture of the T-shirt. "Don't worry", he cooed kindly.
Sehun shook his head a bit. "I can't help it. I'm afraid, okay? I'm a pathetic guy like that, I get afraid of stuff."
"Shh. Don't say that. I'm pretty fond of you just like that." The other buried his face against Sehun's shoulder, his breaths hot through the short sleeve. "Relax. Am I making you uncomfortable?"
"No, not you." Sehun sighed, bringing his hand over the other's fingers, closing his eyes for a blink or two, then stared up at the dark ceiling. "I… I'm just… Last morning and… You know?"
The hand slipped from under his, the warm breaths gone, and Sehun turned to find the other, surprised to discover the deer-eyed male pushing the covers back and climbing onto him, his knees on both sides of Sehun's waist pressing into the mattress. The brunette pushed himself up onto his elbows and breathed out, "What-"
The thin fingers pressed him back; the sharp nose nudged the side of his neck, the gentle lips pressed against his jaw. A shiver ran down his spine. Not sure what to think he placed his hands against the other's shoulders. "Luhan--"
"Relax." The smooth songlike voice came from right by his ear, almost husky in how low and quiet the other spoke. Sehun swallowed. "You're too edgy. It's bad for your health."
"But- You-" What am I saying? He had to pause thinking for a second. The soft lips were trailing kisses down the side of his neck, Luhan's hands lightly resting against his chest. "You don't have to, I mean, this, uh…"
Luhan let an amused chuckle, the tip of his nose brushing against Sehun's neck as he turned to look up at the other. "If you don't want me to, you can tell me."
"No! No, I… Oh man." He bit his tongue and shook his head a little, embarrassed of himself. "It's not that, I… I like you and… I just…" Why wasn't there a pattern for solving situations like this or curing the lack of vocal abilities?
"Then relax." With a kiss on the corner of his mouth the other brought a hand to stroke his hair. Sehun explored the hooded eyes, the bright small smile resting on Luhan's face, so much more genuine than usually, deeper and full of emotion.
Maybe this was okay. Maybe the smooth kisses on his jaw and neck and the fingers pushing into his damp hair was all right. Shouldn't he be happy, he asked himself; wasn't this what he didn't dare admit he wanted? To have Luhan for himself. He let his eyes slide shut as the cool hands pushed his shirt back, the warm kisses grazing his chest, the breaths feeling incredibly hot as Luhan kept moving lower, teeth scraping his skin over his ribs. Sehun tried to swallow the moans, muffle the whimpers, his body arching to the touches as the other so effortlessly pulled at the strings of the pyjama bottoms and tugged at the elastic band of his boxers.
Oh, man.
As gently as he could Sehun reached to pull Luhan up by his hands, sitting up a tad to place a little shy kiss on the moist lips; he felt the smile against his mouth and heard the quiet chuckle as he slid his fingers into the silky soft locks of light hair. "It's just not fair", he mumbled into the pecks, "you know? You doing that… Like… I'm just… here."
"Is that your argument?"
"Well, one plus zero point twenty doesn't equal two."
Luhan let a soft breathy laugh, pressed one palm against the pillow by his head and treaded the other down the brunette's bare chest, smiling down at him, his nose brushing against the side of Sehun's. "If that's how you define fair…"
Helping Luhan tug off the short-sleeved shirt the older was wearing Sehun bit his lip, gawking quietly at the even porcelain skin and the fine little details, trailing his fingertips down the small curve of his waist. Luhan squirmed, giggled, and leaned to kiss his lips. "You're sweet."
"Sorry", the brunette exhaled breathlessly, his heart racing, unable to fully grasp the situation. He tugged gently at the light locks of hair and stroked the back of the lean neck feeling the bones and dents in the skin, only stopping once Luhan fumbled with his shirt, pushing it over his head flipping the brown fringe up for a second and tossing the piece of clothing off somewhere with his own. His movements were growing rushed, sloppy; much less graceful and yet remained so very elegant in a way, the bottomless lakes of his round eyes dark with passion like a roaring ocean.
The college bottoms and pyjama pants caused a little more trouble. Luhan laughed at himself, the chime feeling like a drug to Sehun's ears. He smiled broadly up at the other, tenderly riding his fingers down the smooth thighs once the pants were gone, watching the other's eyes slide shut for a blink, whimpering as Luhan lightly scratched at his chest. Messy kisses that made his heart pound; Sehun pulled the other down again to trail pecks along the side of his neck and over his shoulder, embracing him, caressing his back, a little unsurely giving the light haired male's ass a squeeze feeling like trying the ice with a stick, testing the limits of this equation. Luhan grinned against the nook of his neck and murmured, "Don't be so shy."
"I… I haven't done this before", he admitted quietly. "I've seen my share, my brother… Uh."
"Don't worry", cooed the soft voice, the pink lips kissing his ear. Then, whispering to the brunette to stay put he tore himself off and out of bed, disappearing from his sight for a second, soon to return and crawl right back to where he'd been, filling the empty cold spot that had formed in his absence. Sehun wrapped his arms around the slender figure, uncertain but not wavering, catching the elder’s mouth for a kiss before letting Luhan grab his hand and guide his fingers to push down the waistband of his grey boxers. Slipping out of them with much more ease than what the fight with the college bottoms had been, the deer-eyed boy lightly bit his lip, brought Sehun's hand to his lips to kiss his palm before smudging his fingers with cold lotion, dropping the small bottle somewhere between the linen. Sehun swallowed, his chest heaving as he stared at the other in the eye, Luhan guiding his now cold hand past the lean back, gently pressing the tip of the brunette's index finger past the ring of muscle.
Sehun let a small gasp, barely audible compared to the light moan passing the pink soft lips. Briefly, for the first time since seeing Luhan, he wondered if this was all right at all; whether it was wrong of him to even like the fawn-like male, talk about wanting him like this, about having him like this. Despite shuddering and grasping the sheets by the brunette, Luhan wouldn't let go of his hand, wouldn't stop slowly pressing his finger by the joint, urging it deeper into his body. The feeling was so odd to him; Sehun pressed his mouth into a line, hardly blinking as he followed the way Luhan was lightly biting his lip. Soon enough the older tugged his hand back, helping the brunette press in another digit, moaning deep and arching his back, pushing against the touch. Sehun felt his cheeks grow hot watching the other, knowing the whimpers were because of him.
Hesitantly he reached to kiss the older, muffling the moans escaping the parted lips, wrapping his other arm around the small waist. Luhan attempted a smile, broken by another breathy groan dying against Sehun’s mouth. The cream haired male soon wiggled free, panting as he slightly tugged at Sehun's wrist, urging his fingers out of him; Sehun had to focus to move as carefully as he could, feeling the fear of somehow hurting the delicate male wash over him. Looking a little out of breath but the lust in his deep eyes even brighter than before Luhan dipped his head down, planting a rough, hurried kiss on the younger's mouth before moving to push off the boxers Sehun was still wearing. His cool fingers quickly, slickly wrapped around the brunette's cock; a soft, surprised moan erupted from Sehun and he bit his lip a little too hard. Kisses on his cheek and jaw, the tender digits stoking him… His stomach twisted with the pleasure, his eyes falling shut for a moment.
The cold lotion made him shiver, the click of the cap sounding like the loudest thing in the dark of the night, and Sehun opened his eyes to find the deer eyes focused on him, a small lively smile curve the other's lips. Then, Luhan groaned aloud and grimaced, the wave of messy pleasure washing over Sehun like water being poured over his head. He frowned and pinned his teeth firmly together, his hands pressing to hold the other's hips, Luhan's free hand pushing hard against his stomach. The heat, his heart rushing… The light haired boy shivered uncontrollably, short nails digging into his skin, and Sehun wanted to cradle him in his arms but was afraid that moving an inch would simply hurt the other. Frightened, uncertain, he reached to stroke the smooth cheek and the light hair, breathing past his teeth, finally managing to exhale weakly, "A, are you okay…?"
"Mmhm." Luhan offered a small nod, but wouldn't open his eyes, wouldn't move for a good while, and Sehun was sure it went on for a small endless infinity.
Ever so slowly, carefully, whimpering the older lowered his body further down. Sehun tried to swallow the moans, pressing his heels into the mattress as he tried his best to keep from bucking up into the sweet heat. It felt like an impossible task, like an impending checkmate, his frown growing deeper as he had to focus all his energy into it. At last Luhan brought his other hand to balance himself, both hands flat on Sehun's chest. (Amazingly cold; but Sehun didn't have what it would've taken to think about it.)
He pulled ever so slightly up and moaned, a wonderful sound not like anything Sehun could've imagined. The brunette panted, his gaze fixed on the beautiful, still ever so graceful male moving as if everything had been in slow motion except that it wasn't. Gods, he couldn't think of anything more wonderful. His heart would most likely burst from how fast it was beating and his brain would short-circuit trying to comprehend how good it felt to be buried inside the other, his fingertips pressing into the soft skin as he held on to Luhan, still fighting the urge to move at all.
"Y… you… Oh, man", he could hear himself exhale; the other offered him a lazy, strained and breathless chuckle, but wouldn't reply, his face smitten with a painful frown that only made Sehun immensely worried. "Am-- Am I hurting you?"
"No", whimpered the other, his lie obvious and weak as he slowly moved his hips, letting a smooth low moan. Biting his lip for a second, his eyes still pinched shut Luhan shook his head rapidly and breathed out, "Not you… It's normal."
The brunette kept caressing his sides, his thighs, his cheeks; he felt worried and responsible, but with every passing minute it was clearly getting easier, the fawn-like boy's moans growing more passionate and less painful. At last he'd open his eyes, the bright smile finding its way to his lips, and Sehun dared to sit up a little, reaching to pull him down to kiss him deep, for a while forgetting about worrying for the other as the slender fingers fisted his hair.
Unable to strain himself any longer the brunette pushed his hips up against the other's, groaning aloud. Luhan moaned, burying his face against the Sehun's shoulder. The knot in his stomach was growing tight and unbearable, but he didn't want this to end yet, not yet, not now. He loved the sound of the sweet voice, the smothering hot breaths against his skin, the small hands knitting through his damp hair. Gods, he loved Luhan, every bit of the fantastic, angelic male. Sehun bit his lip, muffling a groan, wishing he could've as easily held himself back. With every time Luhan rocked his body, with every harsh shaky thrust and every moan the sensation grew so unimaginably it was impossible to keep up with.
"Oh, man--" He heard the words spill past his lips unintentionally as he hit the peak, his muscles tensing, and he held the slender body tight with his hands balled in fists. Breath knocked out of his body Sehun gasped for air, his head spinning as he pinched his eyes shut succumbing into the sparks flashing through his vision. Oh, dear lord. He couldn't believe this feeling to be real. His heart was bursting, his head light, pleasure cruising in his veins, all because of the fawn-like boy.
Feeling Luhan shudder and wiggle a little, the other's moves making him groan quietly Sehun pushed himself to loosen his grip. The delicate hands pushed him back onto the bed, at which point the brunette opened his eyes into slits, staring up at the sweaty porcelain skin, reddened face, messy light hair. Luhan shifted, lifting his body enough to allow the brunette seek a more comfortable position; Sehun felt a sense of childish disappointment at how they were separated like this, pulling Luhan to sit back down almost as fast. A pleased but breathless lopsided smile rested on the parted pink lips past which the older was panting, one hand wrapped around his cock, the other firmly pressed against Sehun's chest. Without a second thought, without really caring to hesitate or to be shy the brunette brought his own hand on top of the other's, stroking Luhan slow, soon enough urging the thin digits off. Luhan let a soft, almost playful whimper, biting his lip sensually, his eyes closed.
"You're so pretty." The breathy whisper left him without thinking, and Sehun really couldn't even consider taking his words back. He was being honest. It earned him a soft laugh and a moan as he tightened his grip slightly.
"Y… you…" Luhan gasped, pressing his nails down into the other's skin, most certainly leaving red crescent marks behind and Sehun couldn't have cared less. "You're… flattering…"
Sehun laughed quietly. "Just saying what I think…"
"Fuck-- you." But the pleasant, real smile was there for a second before his face was distorted by pleasure, a long, raspy moan erupting from him as he tensed, coming over Sehun's stomach.
His arms trembling from supporting his weight Luhan panted hard, locks of light hair sticking to his forehead. Sehun bit his lip, still feeling quite out of breath, but he pushed himself off the bed enough to help Luhan up. The older gestured toward the bedside, rolling to lie on the bed on his side as the brunette sat up to look for whatever the other had been pointing at; he discovered an abandoned pack of tissues, dropped by the bed in a manner that made him believe Luhan must've brought them earlier. His fingers feeling a little numb Sehun spent a moment battling with the plastic wrapping, hearing the lazy giggle from the bed and the smooth voice weakly murmur, "Problem?"
"Shush", he hummed and poked a hole into the wrapping.
Wiping himself clean, offering the pack to the other Sehun felt too exhausted to think much, and thus he crawled back into a lying position, his heartbeats slowly having come to return to their normal rhythm. Luhan tossed the pack over him before Sehun pulled the covers awkwardly over their bodies. As the light haired male curled against him he wrapped an arm around the other; with this the apartment fell quiet.
"Are you relaxed?" the gentle voice cooed at last, sounding tired but still quite joyous.
Sehun let a small chuckle, closing his eyes for a second. "Yeah… T'was… You're amazing. Is that an okay thing to say? I mean… It… It's not rude, right?"
"It's not rude", replied Luhan with a smile to his voice. "Besides, for a first-timer…"
He felt flushed. "B, but, you've done it before", Sehun concluded quite awkwardly.
"Mm", hummed the older.
"You… don't like girls?" (Why was he asking these things? A part of him wanted to smack himself.)
"It's not that." Luhan sounded genuinely amused. "I thought I was in love with someone, and that someone happened to be a guy. I don't think it anyhow complicated." The last half of the sentence muffled against Sehun's shoulder, the lips tenderly brushing against his skin. It made Sehun smile a little.
Shyly, feeling a little sad for no reason he admitted quietly, "My parents divorced because my brother likes guys."
"Oh." It sounded as though the light haired boy had wished to comment, but hadn't been entirely sure what was the right thing to say or do.
"But", Sehun added hurriedly, "mum is the one who was okay with it. She kept calling me her angel and my brother her precious."
"Angel", repeated Luhan thoughtfully with a smile to his voice.
"Yeah… But to me you're more of an angel…" He closed his eyes, for the first time in a long time envisioning something pretty and warm rather than scary things or pure numbers. "Like you'd flown from some distant and beautiful land elsewhere right into my world."
Luhan was quiet for a while during which Sehun had all the time in the world to feel embarrassed of himself. What was he saying? He was messed in the head, for sure, most likely because of what'd happened. At last, his voice low and a little dark Luhan whispered, "I'm far from an angel, though."
Sehun tilted his head to the side, not able to see Luhan's face, resting his chin against the light locks of hair. "I don't care", he argued softly.
Again, Luhan didn't reply for a moment. "I don't want you to hurt yourself, thinking I'm something I'm not." He brought a hand to rest on Sehun's chest, idly drawing patterns over his skin with his fingertips. It tickled but the brunette bit his lip and did his best to keep a serious face. "You're sweet and I feel like a whole being when I'm with you… I've never felt this way with anyone."
"I love you", Sehun breathed out without considering it, feeling the immense need to say the word, to stop Luhan from saying things - he might've only known Luhan for so little time, but in his heart he felt like he'd always known him, like the universe had only waited for the best moment to put them on the same path but had from the beginning dropped hints and created images, mirages, dreams about this fawn-like boy… He repeated his words quietly, suddenly much shyer, realizing Luhan might not be as pleased to hear it after all. For a second he was overcome by fear. What if Luhan didn't like it, what if Luhan would tell him to leave, what if--
The soft pink lips came to kiss his, tenderly, carefully, and the delicate slender fingers stroked his hair, tangling amongst the rough brown strands. Sehun felt like life had been breathed into him and he tightened his grip of the other once again, lost in the sweet kiss.
"Sleep", Luhan murmured against his mouth, smiling, kissing him again. "Sleep…"
Smiling, his gaze resting on the brilliant pools of dark almond brown Sehun caressed the light hair, finally letting his eyes fall shut.
He'd sleep better than ever.