we're hollow like the bottles that we drain.
we're hollow like the bottles that we drain.
lay/luhan - pg-15 - (kind of) implied smut?? - 313 words
tumblr prompt: oohh 7 minutes in heaven!layhan :D plssss~
Jongin spins the bottle, smiling when it’s mouth lands on Luhan. The older male frowns. Knowing Jongin, his dare’s going to be so bad.
"I dare you…" he sounds like he’s contemplating it seriously, but knowing him, he already has something devious planned.
"You. Yixing. Closet. 7 minutes."
"I’m pretty sure you went to school so they can teach you to talk in complete sentences," Luhan points out.
His eyes land on Yixing to his left. He’s practically asleep on Zitao’s shoulder, and Luhan is drunk enough to be able to tolerate him drooling on his shoulder for 7 minutes. This won’t be that bad, will it?
Will it?
It’s definitely bad when Yixing presses him against the wall and crashes their lips together. Luhan moans involuntarily, curling his fingers around Yixing’s neck and his waist. The younger boy holds their hips in place until all Luhan can feel is his… his…
Woah there.
He’s certainly not going anywhere.
Luhan almost forgets that Yixing is his best friend and his bandmate, but mostly his best friend, and now they’re making out in a closet because of Jongin and his dumb ass dares. This, Luhan muses, is why they’re really not supposed to drink without a manager watching over them.
But fuck it man; he’s twenty-four years old and if he wants to get frisky with his best-friend-slash-bandmate-slash-mostly-best-friend, then he’s going to do it.
"Y-you look really hot when you’re drunk," Yixing whispers hotly int Luhan’s ear. He flips a switch and now Luhan can see the bright flush on his cheeks, his disheveled hair, how his lips are a perfect red contrasting against his skin.
Luhan hums before he sucks hard on Yixing’s neck, causing the younger boy to squirm and moan in his grasp.
"Hey Xing. You don’t happen to know a w-way to jam that lock from the inside, do you?"
lay/luhan - pg-15 - (kind of) implied smut?? - 313 words
tumblr prompt: oohh 7 minutes in heaven!layhan :D plssss~
Jongin spins the bottle, smiling when it’s mouth lands on Luhan. The older male frowns. Knowing Jongin, his dare’s going to be so bad.
"I dare you…" he sounds like he’s contemplating it seriously, but knowing him, he already has something devious planned.
"You. Yixing. Closet. 7 minutes."
"I’m pretty sure you went to school so they can teach you to talk in complete sentences," Luhan points out.
His eyes land on Yixing to his left. He’s practically asleep on Zitao’s shoulder, and Luhan is drunk enough to be able to tolerate him drooling on his shoulder for 7 minutes. This won’t be that bad, will it?
Will it?
It’s definitely bad when Yixing presses him against the wall and crashes their lips together. Luhan moans involuntarily, curling his fingers around Yixing’s neck and his waist. The younger boy holds their hips in place until all Luhan can feel is his… his…
Woah there.
He’s certainly not going anywhere.
Luhan almost forgets that Yixing is his best friend and his bandmate, but mostly his best friend, and now they’re making out in a closet because of Jongin and his dumb ass dares. This, Luhan muses, is why they’re really not supposed to drink without a manager watching over them.
But fuck it man; he’s twenty-four years old and if he wants to get frisky with his best-friend-slash-bandmate-slash-mostly-best-friend, then he’s going to do it.
"Y-you look really hot when you’re drunk," Yixing whispers hotly int Luhan’s ear. He flips a switch and now Luhan can see the bright flush on his cheeks, his disheveled hair, how his lips are a perfect red contrasting against his skin.
Luhan hums before he sucks hard on Yixing’s neck, causing the younger boy to squirm and moan in his grasp.
"Hey Xing. You don’t happen to know a w-way to jam that lock from the inside, do you?"