Be Loved (IWTMYFB)
Length: 20c/?
Luhan dug his toes into the sand for the last time, eyes glued to the sea as he drink his fill.
He didn’t know when next, if ever, he would be coming back to Jeju and he was determined to make the best of it.
They would be heading off to the airport in a couple of hours, their things packed and ready to go but for the clothes they currently wore since they had to change into traveling gear. Sehun was currently up at the resort having one last conversation with Mr. Cho, signing some papers he supposed, and he’d taken the opportunity to walk around, memorizing the details of everything he loved about the place, which was pretty much everything.
The night before was still at the forefront of his thoughts, would be for quite a while he imagined. He still couldn’t believe it had happened: the most important, meaningful gift that Sehun had given him to date.
Can’t believe that I cried after, he thought, blushing.
It had been, emotionally, too much for him to handle. The physical aspect had been sensational and pleasurable, that went without saying, but he’d been emotionally overwhelmed. It was the single most life-changing experience he’d had so far. He couldn’t exactly define how it had changed him, affected him, but he knew it had.
One thing was for sure: he’d never been happier.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
As Sehun sat behind him, cradling him between his thighs, Luhan leaned back into his chest, having felt Sehun before hearing him as he approached.
“I want to stay here forever,” he murmured. “I never want to leave.”
Sehun kissed his temple. “Just say the word and I’ll make it happen. I can’t promise you a life at the resort, that may be a bit too rich for my blood, but I can promise to take care of you, to love you and to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I can get a job in town doing sketches and portraits like that guy we met.”
“Sounds perfect,” Luhan sighed.
Sehun shifted, gripping Luhan’s jaw as he met his startled expression with a serious one of his own.
“I mean it, Luhan. Just say the word and it’s yours. Me, this, the world. If moving here is what it takes to make you happy, to keep you looking this carefree and content, then I’ll do whatever it takes to make that happen.”
There was so much passion, conviction and determination in his voice that Luhan felt a mixture of awe and admiration with a healthy dose of fear. Sometimes Sehun’s confidence intimidated him, even while he envied it. Sehun knew what he wanted, what was within his ability to have, while Luhan remained as confused and uncertain as he’d ever been.
There was something else in Sehun’s voice: desperation. It didn’t go unnoticed by Luhan and something in his chest pinged in response, words trembling on the tip of his tongue that he was much too afraid to say. He couldn’t give voice to it because once they were out, he couldn’t take them back. Once they were out, there was no going back.
He was uncertain about most things, that much was true, but the one thing he was sure of was that he needed Sehun like a drowning man needed air and the thought of one day losing him terrified him.
Giving into impulse, he jerked forward and pressed his lips to Sehun’s, coaxing a response from Sehun by way of his relaxed arms, which gave Luhan the room he needed to turn and press himself fully against Sehun, pushing him down into the sand.
Time ticked on and still Luhan couldn’t get enough, his hands pulling and clenching, gripping Sehun’s flesh beneath his t-shirt. If it wasn’t day time and he was a little more of an exhibitionist, he might have embraced his carnal urges and given into his desires right then and there. But he was, at the end of the day, still Luhan.
Regretfully, he forced himself to pull back, resting his forehead against Sehun’s while he inhaled huge gulps of air.
When he felt more like himself, lust having loosened its grip, he pecked Sehun’s mouth one last time.
“Let’s go home.”
A/N: Sorry that it's split up into so many parts and for the _______. LJ was being a real bitch about posting.
Luhan dug his toes into the sand for the last time, eyes glued to the sea as he drink his fill.
He didn’t know when next, if ever, he would be coming back to Jeju and he was determined to make the best of it.
They would be heading off to the airport in a couple of hours, their things packed and ready to go but for the clothes they currently wore since they had to change into traveling gear. Sehun was currently up at the resort having one last conversation with Mr. Cho, signing some papers he supposed, and he’d taken the opportunity to walk around, memorizing the details of everything he loved about the place, which was pretty much everything.
The night before was still at the forefront of his thoughts, would be for quite a while he imagined. He still couldn’t believe it had happened: the most important, meaningful gift that Sehun had given him to date.
Can’t believe that I cried after, he thought, blushing.
It had been, emotionally, too much for him to handle. The physical aspect had been sensational and pleasurable, that went without saying, but he’d been emotionally overwhelmed. It was the single most life-changing experience he’d had so far. He couldn’t exactly define how it had changed him, affected him, but he knew it had.
One thing was for sure: he’d never been happier.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
As Sehun sat behind him, cradling him between his thighs, Luhan leaned back into his chest, having felt Sehun before hearing him as he approached.
“I want to stay here forever,” he murmured. “I never want to leave.”
Sehun kissed his temple. “Just say the word and I’ll make it happen. I can’t promise you a life at the resort, that may be a bit too rich for my blood, but I can promise to take care of you, to love you and to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I can get a job in town doing sketches and portraits like that guy we met.”
“Sounds perfect,” Luhan sighed.
Sehun shifted, gripping Luhan’s jaw as he met his startled expression with a serious one of his own.
“I mean it, Luhan. Just say the word and it’s yours. Me, this, the world. If moving here is what it takes to make you happy, to keep you looking this carefree and content, then I’ll do whatever it takes to make that happen.”
There was so much passion, conviction and determination in his voice that Luhan felt a mixture of awe and admiration with a healthy dose of fear. Sometimes Sehun’s confidence intimidated him, even while he envied it. Sehun knew what he wanted, what was within his ability to have, while Luhan remained as confused and uncertain as he’d ever been.
There was something else in Sehun’s voice: desperation. It didn’t go unnoticed by Luhan and something in his chest pinged in response, words trembling on the tip of his tongue that he was much too afraid to say. He couldn’t give voice to it because once they were out, he couldn’t take them back. Once they were out, there was no going back.
He was uncertain about most things, that much was true, but the one thing he was sure of was that he needed Sehun like a drowning man needed air and the thought of one day losing him terrified him.
Giving into impulse, he jerked forward and pressed his lips to Sehun’s, coaxing a response from Sehun by way of his relaxed arms, which gave Luhan the room he needed to turn and press himself fully against Sehun, pushing him down into the sand.
Time ticked on and still Luhan couldn’t get enough, his hands pulling and clenching, gripping Sehun’s flesh beneath his t-shirt. If it wasn’t day time and he was a little more of an exhibitionist, he might have embraced his carnal urges and given into his desires right then and there. But he was, at the end of the day, still Luhan.
Regretfully, he forced himself to pull back, resting his forehead against Sehun’s while he inhaled huge gulps of air.
When he felt more like himself, lust having loosened its grip, he pecked Sehun’s mouth one last time.
“Let’s go home.”
A/N: Sorry that it's split up into so many parts and for the _______. LJ was being a real bitch about posting.