AWE Drabble #55.5
(who am I kidding? You all want to read HunHan sex don’t you?)
OH GOD TAKE THIS I CAN’T WITH HUNHAN ANYMORE JFC
The two of them went to bed shortly after that. They’d started kissing, and Lu Han quickly let Sehun take the lead. Lu Han wasn’t passive, he was just too worked up to really think about what they were doing. Sehun was so gentle with him, cradling the back of Lu Han’s head as he lowered Lu Han back, laying him flat on their bed. He never once stopped kissing Lu Han, sweet little pecks that made Lu Han’s heart melt. Sehun was really so unbearably loving sometimes.
They spent a long time kissing, and Sehun was the one to finally pull back and whisper that they should go to sleep. Lu Han didn’t want to, but the words got stuck in his throat. he was a little overwhelmed and thought that sleep might not be such a bad idea after all. Sehun curled himself around Lu Han’s body, spooning him. Sehun was so much taller now, even though his Maturity had long since passed he seemed to have grown more in the last few years, or maybe that was just because Lu Han felt so small at the moment, hunching his shoulders and keeping his arms close to his body. Sehun wrapped an arm across Lu Han’s chest, gently prying his arms loose.
“Please don’t be upset anymore,” Sehun begged. “Just for a little while, Lu Han, please…don’t think about it. we can talk more in the morning if you want, but I don’t…I don’t want you to go to sleep upset.”
Lu Han sniffled and wiped his eyes. “I’m not as upset anymore,” he mumbled. “I just…it’s hard to stop crying.” 'You love me so much and it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful, Sehun-when did this happen? When did it start becoming so easy for you to overwhelm me?'
They had only been lying down for a few minutes when the idea of sleep was thrown out. Lu Han turned over in Sehun’s arms and kissed him again, more insistently, grabbing the front of Sehun’s shirt and pulling him closer.
“Sehun-ah,” Lu Han mumbled against Sehun’s lips, “I need you.”
Sehun groaned and turned Lu Han onto his back. Sehun hovered over Lu Han and slipped a hand up under his shirt, resting it low on his stomach. Lu Han whimpered, arching up and trapping Sehun’s hand between their bodies. “Sehun…”
Sehun kissed him briefly and then gently pressed down on Lu Han’s stomach to make him lie down again. He then sat up and tugged his shirt off, and Lu Han wasted no time in reaching for the hem of his own. Sehun pulled Lu Han up and helped him remove his shirt, then laying him back down just as carefully as he had before. Sehun held Lu Han’s gaze this time, rather than kiss him, and Lu Han almost wanted to blush. He was still a little worked up.
“You’re crying already?”
Okay, maybe more than a little worked up.
“No,” Lu Han said stubbornly. “My eyes hurt.”
Sehun smiled at him and leaned down to kiss the corners of Lu Han’s eyes. “Keep them closed then,” he suggested jokingly. “Love is blind, after all.”
Lu Han giggled-when they first made love, Sehun had wanted them both to be blindfolded because “Love was blind,” and Lu Han had put a quick stop to that, figuring that one of them was going to royally screw something up and someone had to be able to see. In the end, neither of them went blindfolded.
“Maybe I will,” Lu Han laughed as Sehun kissed down his neck. His breath caught in his throat when Sehun sucked gently on his collarbones.
“I’ll take care of you, Lu Han,” Sehun breathed against Lu Han’s throat. “I’ve got you.”
That was when Lu Han lost it. he shut his eyes against the tears, but they wouldn’t stop. It wasn’t like a hysterical flood of tears though, and Lu Han felt like maybe Sehun wouldn’t notice. Sehun was, after all, busy kissing his way down Lu Han’s chest and working both of their pants off.
But of course, Sehun knew. He crawled back up and kissed Lu Han’s cheeks, right on the tear-tracks. Lu Han wasn’t usually teary during sex-neither of them really were, but sometimes…they just had to cry.
Sehun was so gentle, almost unbearably so. Lu Han thought it would have been easier if Sehun was rough, teasing, whispering filthy promises-but no, Sehun was careful and tender and whispered constant sweet promises of love as he stretched Lu Han open on his fingers. Lu Han tried to keep his eyes shut, but eventually he found himself staring at the ceiling, and he purposely kept his eyes of Sehun’s face because he knew he’d lose it if he looked Sehun in the eye.
Sehun didn’t mind. This wasn’t the first time they’d made love like this, with one or both of them so strung out on emotions that they could barely function. He watched Lu Han carefully for signs that he might be uncomfortable (a few hundred years together and Sehun could read Lu Han’s body language like a book), he made sure to go slowly and not hurt Lu Han-and he wanted to draw out the moment for as long as he could.
Sehun pushed in slowly, keeping his gaze trained on Lu Han’s face, but he showed no signs of discomfort. He was staring at the ceiling, his eyes unfocused, his mouth slightly open. Sehun kissed him, licking into his mouth until Lu Han was clinging to his shoulders, fingers scrambling against sweaty skin for something to hold onto. Lu Han wound up anchoring his fingers in Sehun’s hair, his head arched so far back that the veins in his neck stood out. Sehun made love to him in slow, deep thrusts, wanting to kiss Lu Han but not wanting to muffle the sounds he made.
That was probably one of Sehun’s favorite things about getting Lu Han like this-he was so strung out that he lost all inhibitions, and he became so much more vocal. It started out as soft pants, breathless chanting of “Sehun, Sehun,” and as time progressed and Sehun kept a steady, slow pace, Lu Han began to gasp, his words trailing off into choked moans and breathless exhales. The tears had stopped but Sehun could see them lurking in the corners of Lu Han’s eyes-he lowered his head, his lips brushing Lu Han’s ear.
“I love you, I love you so much Lu Han, I love you…” Over and over again until Lu Han was squirming against him, his hips stuttering against Sehun’s own trying to urge him to go faster, but Sehun would have none of it and he grabbed Lu Han’s legs and hitched them up around his waist, bending him practically in half until he was able to slide in deeper. Lu Han keened, squeezing his eyes shut as he cried again.
“Sehun, god, Sehun-I can’t,” Lu Han trailed off in a choked gasp as Sehun wrapped a hand around his cock.
“It’s okay,” Sehun crooned. “I’m right here. I’ll always be here, I’ll always love you,” and he continued on even though Lu Han wasn’t listening-couldn’t hear him, he was too blissed out on his orgasm. Sehun followed not long after, burying his face in the pillow under Lu Han’s head, his promises lost in a moan of Lu Han’s name.
Even after Sehun stilled and he slowly lowered Lu Han’s legs, he didn’t pull out. When Lu Han regained some of his wits, he gently ran his fingers through Sehun’s hair to get his attention. Sehun pulled his face out of the pillow and caught Lu Han’s kiss, slow and thorough, and it was a while before they parted. Only when Sehun really wasn’t able to hold himself up anymore did he finally pull out, wincing sympathetically as Lu Han whimpered.
“It’s okay,” Lu Han managed with a smile, “It doesn’t hurt. I just…” He bit his lip as his voice shook.
Sehun flopped onto his side and gathered Lu Han in his arms, holding him close and ignoring the mess on their stomachs. “I’m right here,” Sehun whispered. He trailed his fingers along Lu Han’s jaw, holding his gaze. “I’m not going anywhere, my love.”
Lu Han was crying again, but he was smiling too. “I love you so much, Sehun.”
“I love you too,” Sehun whispered, kissing Lu Han’s beautiful smile. “I will always love you.”
JESUS THANK IT’S DONE. IT’S TUESDAY. MY GOD IT’S TUESDAY. I’VE BEEN WRITING FOR TWO DAYS STRAIGHT (OKAY THAT’S A LIE) BUT GOD I AM ASHAMED OF THIS. I HATE WRITING PORN BUT I LOVE IT BECAUSE OF REASONS AND
/flings this thing away from me/ TAKE IT AND BE HAPPY THAT I’M TOO TIRED TO BE EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT.
OH GOD TAKE THIS I CAN’T WITH HUNHAN ANYMORE JFC
The two of them went to bed shortly after that. They’d started kissing, and Lu Han quickly let Sehun take the lead. Lu Han wasn’t passive, he was just too worked up to really think about what they were doing. Sehun was so gentle with him, cradling the back of Lu Han’s head as he lowered Lu Han back, laying him flat on their bed. He never once stopped kissing Lu Han, sweet little pecks that made Lu Han’s heart melt. Sehun was really so unbearably loving sometimes.
They spent a long time kissing, and Sehun was the one to finally pull back and whisper that they should go to sleep. Lu Han didn’t want to, but the words got stuck in his throat. he was a little overwhelmed and thought that sleep might not be such a bad idea after all. Sehun curled himself around Lu Han’s body, spooning him. Sehun was so much taller now, even though his Maturity had long since passed he seemed to have grown more in the last few years, or maybe that was just because Lu Han felt so small at the moment, hunching his shoulders and keeping his arms close to his body. Sehun wrapped an arm across Lu Han’s chest, gently prying his arms loose.
“Please don’t be upset anymore,” Sehun begged. “Just for a little while, Lu Han, please…don’t think about it. we can talk more in the morning if you want, but I don’t…I don’t want you to go to sleep upset.”
Lu Han sniffled and wiped his eyes. “I’m not as upset anymore,” he mumbled. “I just…it’s hard to stop crying.” 'You love me so much and it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful, Sehun-when did this happen? When did it start becoming so easy for you to overwhelm me?'
They had only been lying down for a few minutes when the idea of sleep was thrown out. Lu Han turned over in Sehun’s arms and kissed him again, more insistently, grabbing the front of Sehun’s shirt and pulling him closer.
“Sehun-ah,” Lu Han mumbled against Sehun’s lips, “I need you.”
Sehun groaned and turned Lu Han onto his back. Sehun hovered over Lu Han and slipped a hand up under his shirt, resting it low on his stomach. Lu Han whimpered, arching up and trapping Sehun’s hand between their bodies. “Sehun…”
Sehun kissed him briefly and then gently pressed down on Lu Han’s stomach to make him lie down again. He then sat up and tugged his shirt off, and Lu Han wasted no time in reaching for the hem of his own. Sehun pulled Lu Han up and helped him remove his shirt, then laying him back down just as carefully as he had before. Sehun held Lu Han’s gaze this time, rather than kiss him, and Lu Han almost wanted to blush. He was still a little worked up.
“You’re crying already?”
Okay, maybe more than a little worked up.
“No,” Lu Han said stubbornly. “My eyes hurt.”
Sehun smiled at him and leaned down to kiss the corners of Lu Han’s eyes. “Keep them closed then,” he suggested jokingly. “Love is blind, after all.”
Lu Han giggled-when they first made love, Sehun had wanted them both to be blindfolded because “Love was blind,” and Lu Han had put a quick stop to that, figuring that one of them was going to royally screw something up and someone had to be able to see. In the end, neither of them went blindfolded.
“Maybe I will,” Lu Han laughed as Sehun kissed down his neck. His breath caught in his throat when Sehun sucked gently on his collarbones.
“I’ll take care of you, Lu Han,” Sehun breathed against Lu Han’s throat. “I’ve got you.”
That was when Lu Han lost it. he shut his eyes against the tears, but they wouldn’t stop. It wasn’t like a hysterical flood of tears though, and Lu Han felt like maybe Sehun wouldn’t notice. Sehun was, after all, busy kissing his way down Lu Han’s chest and working both of their pants off.
But of course, Sehun knew. He crawled back up and kissed Lu Han’s cheeks, right on the tear-tracks. Lu Han wasn’t usually teary during sex-neither of them really were, but sometimes…they just had to cry.
Sehun was so gentle, almost unbearably so. Lu Han thought it would have been easier if Sehun was rough, teasing, whispering filthy promises-but no, Sehun was careful and tender and whispered constant sweet promises of love as he stretched Lu Han open on his fingers. Lu Han tried to keep his eyes shut, but eventually he found himself staring at the ceiling, and he purposely kept his eyes of Sehun’s face because he knew he’d lose it if he looked Sehun in the eye.
Sehun didn’t mind. This wasn’t the first time they’d made love like this, with one or both of them so strung out on emotions that they could barely function. He watched Lu Han carefully for signs that he might be uncomfortable (a few hundred years together and Sehun could read Lu Han’s body language like a book), he made sure to go slowly and not hurt Lu Han-and he wanted to draw out the moment for as long as he could.
Sehun pushed in slowly, keeping his gaze trained on Lu Han’s face, but he showed no signs of discomfort. He was staring at the ceiling, his eyes unfocused, his mouth slightly open. Sehun kissed him, licking into his mouth until Lu Han was clinging to his shoulders, fingers scrambling against sweaty skin for something to hold onto. Lu Han wound up anchoring his fingers in Sehun’s hair, his head arched so far back that the veins in his neck stood out. Sehun made love to him in slow, deep thrusts, wanting to kiss Lu Han but not wanting to muffle the sounds he made.
That was probably one of Sehun’s favorite things about getting Lu Han like this-he was so strung out that he lost all inhibitions, and he became so much more vocal. It started out as soft pants, breathless chanting of “Sehun, Sehun,” and as time progressed and Sehun kept a steady, slow pace, Lu Han began to gasp, his words trailing off into choked moans and breathless exhales. The tears had stopped but Sehun could see them lurking in the corners of Lu Han’s eyes-he lowered his head, his lips brushing Lu Han’s ear.
“I love you, I love you so much Lu Han, I love you…” Over and over again until Lu Han was squirming against him, his hips stuttering against Sehun’s own trying to urge him to go faster, but Sehun would have none of it and he grabbed Lu Han’s legs and hitched them up around his waist, bending him practically in half until he was able to slide in deeper. Lu Han keened, squeezing his eyes shut as he cried again.
“Sehun, god, Sehun-I can’t,” Lu Han trailed off in a choked gasp as Sehun wrapped a hand around his cock.
“It’s okay,” Sehun crooned. “I’m right here. I’ll always be here, I’ll always love you,” and he continued on even though Lu Han wasn’t listening-couldn’t hear him, he was too blissed out on his orgasm. Sehun followed not long after, burying his face in the pillow under Lu Han’s head, his promises lost in a moan of Lu Han’s name.
Even after Sehun stilled and he slowly lowered Lu Han’s legs, he didn’t pull out. When Lu Han regained some of his wits, he gently ran his fingers through Sehun’s hair to get his attention. Sehun pulled his face out of the pillow and caught Lu Han’s kiss, slow and thorough, and it was a while before they parted. Only when Sehun really wasn’t able to hold himself up anymore did he finally pull out, wincing sympathetically as Lu Han whimpered.
“It’s okay,” Lu Han managed with a smile, “It doesn’t hurt. I just…” He bit his lip as his voice shook.
Sehun flopped onto his side and gathered Lu Han in his arms, holding him close and ignoring the mess on their stomachs. “I’m right here,” Sehun whispered. He trailed his fingers along Lu Han’s jaw, holding his gaze. “I’m not going anywhere, my love.”
Lu Han was crying again, but he was smiling too. “I love you so much, Sehun.”
“I love you too,” Sehun whispered, kissing Lu Han’s beautiful smile. “I will always love you.”
JESUS THANK IT’S DONE. IT’S TUESDAY. MY GOD IT’S TUESDAY. I’VE BEEN WRITING FOR TWO DAYS STRAIGHT (OKAY THAT’S A LIE) BUT GOD I AM ASHAMED OF THIS. I HATE WRITING PORN BUT I LOVE IT BECAUSE OF REASONS AND
/flings this thing away from me/ TAKE IT AND BE HAPPY THAT I’M TOO TIRED TO BE EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT.