[Advent] Day 20
For: strigoiaca
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Chanyeol/Luhan
Length: 1100w
Warnings: fem!luhan
Summary: Chanyeol discovers that Luhan has a sensitive neck
Chanyeol’s hands are on Luhan’s waist, his fingers pressing into her skin as he helps hold her weight. His office chair squeaks with every move, but it goes unheard. Chanyeol is too focused on the way Luhan’s thighs slide against his and how gorgeous she looks with her face flushed and head tipped back as she rides him. Work isn’t the best place for this, and yet they’ve managed to fuck in his office several times a week for over a year now.
Luhan is leaning back on his desk, her top undone enough for him to see the marks he’d left across her chest the night before. If they were at home, he’d have her moaning his name loud enough to echo. For now, Chanyeol settles for hearing the hitch in her breathing when he thrusts into her and watching the way her bouncing grows more feverish.
Luhan sits up, her arms winding around Chanyeol’s neck and he tilts his head to kiss her as she grinds on his cock. Chanyeol hisses as she nips his bottom lip, groaning when she flexes around his cock. She’s fucking perfect. Chanyeol tells her so.
Luhan lets out a breathy laugh. “I know.”
She raises onto the balls of her feet and fucks herself on his cock harder and faster. Chanyeol kisses along her mouth and jaw, teeth scraping over her skin just hard enough for her to clench around him. He can’t leave any marks, but this is enough for now. Luhan moans his name softly and Chanyeol groans at how amazing she feels around him. He fills her over and over, knowing they don’t have much time before someone comes looking for one of them.
Chanyeol is kissing along the smooth skin of Luhan’s neck when he comes. He doesn’t mean to bite down, but it hits so hard that he does it without thinking. Luhan lets out an almost scream, slapping her hand over her own mouth when she comes around Chanyeol’s cock suddenly. Chanyeol sinks his teeth in just a little deeper and Luhan whimpers, rocking on his cock as her thighs tremble.
There’s going to be a mark there and Chanyeol pulls back, lips sweeping over the imprint of his teeth. Luhan shudders beneath his touch and he stores this information away for later. They don’t have time to explore the possibility of a new weak spot when they both need to get back to work.
“Love you,” Luhan breathes against Chanyeol’s mouth, leaving a kiss after.
Chanyeol watches with adoration on his face as Luhan fixes her clothes and attempts to look like she wasn’t just getting herself off on Chanyeol’s dick. “Love you too,” he replies, still a little dazed as she slips out. It takes another minute and a knock at his door to realize his dick is still hanging out.
It isn’t until later, when they’re at home and Luhan is walking around with nothing but a towel wrapped around her after a shower, that Chanyeol remembers the reaction he’d gotten from her earlier. The mark on her neck isn’t dark, but it’s there and his eyes linger on it as Luhan wanders back into the bathroom. A moment later, Chanyeol follows.
She’s standing in front of the mirror, glancing up at him as Chanyeol settles behind her, his arms around her waist. At this point, she’s gotten used to him being a human leech. Chanyeol likes to think it’s one of his charms. He uses it to his advantage, dropping a kiss on her bare shoulder, and then another one closer to her neck. Luhan tilts her head to make it easier and the wet strands of her hair tickle the side of his face. He’s focused on the mark he’d left earlier and he kisses her there too. Then he bites.
It’s an instant reaction. Luhan gasps, her knees going weak and her weight falling back on him. Chanyeol can feel the way she shudders and how her ass pushes against his dick.
“Shit,” Luhan curses, groaning when he only presses harder.
Chanyeol looks at her in the mirror, watching the pink that infuses her cheeks and how her eyes have grown dark, her mouth open as she breathes harder.
“You better finish what you started,” Luhan threatens.
Chanyeol intends to do just that. Luhan is easily turned around, Chanyeol lifting her off the floor and sitting her on the bathroom counter. Her towel falls away and her legs spread as Chanyeol drops to his knees. Chanyeol always enjoys eating Luhan out, letting the taste of her fill his senses. She buries her fingers in his hair, rocking against his face as he works his tongue inside her.
He holds her thighs open with his hands until she’s moaning his name. It sounds nice in here; if Chanyeol had known the acoustics in the bathroom were this good, he’d have done this sooner. Luhan pulls him up by his hair, her hands going straight to his pants, pushing them to his thighs. Chanyeol kisses her, licking through her parted lips as her fingers wrap around his cock.
Her legs settle on his waist and Chanyeol is fighting to get his shirt off over his head, pausing to let out a muffled groan when Luhan slides his cock into herself. He loves when she gets so impatient, loves how she presses herself against him and kisses him dirty while he fucks her.
Chanyeol has her by her hips, holding her still as he thrusts into her. The edge of the counter digs into his thighs with every push, but it’s not enough to distract him from how glorious Luhan feels around him. She clutches his back, panting against his mouth and clenching down on his cock. He gives it to her as hard and as fast as she demands, doing everything to push her over the edge.
All it takes is Chanyeol scraping his teeth over the mark on her neck for Luhan to clamp around him, trembling as she comes. Her legs lock around him and he races to his own finish as she pulses and clings to him. Chanyeol’s cock is buried inside Luhan when he comes, her name on his lips.
Luhan kisses him softly, smiling at him as she nudges their noses together. “You’re going to be impossible, aren’t you?” she chides fondly.
“I’m sure I have no idea what you mean,” Chanyeol answers even as he runs his thumb over the impression of his teeth on her neck.
She clenches around him immediately, rocking forward as she hisses through her teeth. “I hate you.”
Chanyeol grins, this time scraping his nail over her neck.
“So much,” she gasps.
Chanyeol is going to have so much fun with this.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Chanyeol/Luhan
Length: 1100w
Warnings: fem!luhan
Summary: Chanyeol discovers that Luhan has a sensitive neck
Chanyeol’s hands are on Luhan’s waist, his fingers pressing into her skin as he helps hold her weight. His office chair squeaks with every move, but it goes unheard. Chanyeol is too focused on the way Luhan’s thighs slide against his and how gorgeous she looks with her face flushed and head tipped back as she rides him. Work isn’t the best place for this, and yet they’ve managed to fuck in his office several times a week for over a year now.
Luhan is leaning back on his desk, her top undone enough for him to see the marks he’d left across her chest the night before. If they were at home, he’d have her moaning his name loud enough to echo. For now, Chanyeol settles for hearing the hitch in her breathing when he thrusts into her and watching the way her bouncing grows more feverish.
Luhan sits up, her arms winding around Chanyeol’s neck and he tilts his head to kiss her as she grinds on his cock. Chanyeol hisses as she nips his bottom lip, groaning when she flexes around his cock. She’s fucking perfect. Chanyeol tells her so.
Luhan lets out a breathy laugh. “I know.”
She raises onto the balls of her feet and fucks herself on his cock harder and faster. Chanyeol kisses along her mouth and jaw, teeth scraping over her skin just hard enough for her to clench around him. He can’t leave any marks, but this is enough for now. Luhan moans his name softly and Chanyeol groans at how amazing she feels around him. He fills her over and over, knowing they don’t have much time before someone comes looking for one of them.
Chanyeol is kissing along the smooth skin of Luhan’s neck when he comes. He doesn’t mean to bite down, but it hits so hard that he does it without thinking. Luhan lets out an almost scream, slapping her hand over her own mouth when she comes around Chanyeol’s cock suddenly. Chanyeol sinks his teeth in just a little deeper and Luhan whimpers, rocking on his cock as her thighs tremble.
There’s going to be a mark there and Chanyeol pulls back, lips sweeping over the imprint of his teeth. Luhan shudders beneath his touch and he stores this information away for later. They don’t have time to explore the possibility of a new weak spot when they both need to get back to work.
“Love you,” Luhan breathes against Chanyeol’s mouth, leaving a kiss after.
Chanyeol watches with adoration on his face as Luhan fixes her clothes and attempts to look like she wasn’t just getting herself off on Chanyeol’s dick. “Love you too,” he replies, still a little dazed as she slips out. It takes another minute and a knock at his door to realize his dick is still hanging out.
It isn’t until later, when they’re at home and Luhan is walking around with nothing but a towel wrapped around her after a shower, that Chanyeol remembers the reaction he’d gotten from her earlier. The mark on her neck isn’t dark, but it’s there and his eyes linger on it as Luhan wanders back into the bathroom. A moment later, Chanyeol follows.
She’s standing in front of the mirror, glancing up at him as Chanyeol settles behind her, his arms around her waist. At this point, she’s gotten used to him being a human leech. Chanyeol likes to think it’s one of his charms. He uses it to his advantage, dropping a kiss on her bare shoulder, and then another one closer to her neck. Luhan tilts her head to make it easier and the wet strands of her hair tickle the side of his face. He’s focused on the mark he’d left earlier and he kisses her there too. Then he bites.
It’s an instant reaction. Luhan gasps, her knees going weak and her weight falling back on him. Chanyeol can feel the way she shudders and how her ass pushes against his dick.
“Shit,” Luhan curses, groaning when he only presses harder.
Chanyeol looks at her in the mirror, watching the pink that infuses her cheeks and how her eyes have grown dark, her mouth open as she breathes harder.
“You better finish what you started,” Luhan threatens.
Chanyeol intends to do just that. Luhan is easily turned around, Chanyeol lifting her off the floor and sitting her on the bathroom counter. Her towel falls away and her legs spread as Chanyeol drops to his knees. Chanyeol always enjoys eating Luhan out, letting the taste of her fill his senses. She buries her fingers in his hair, rocking against his face as he works his tongue inside her.
He holds her thighs open with his hands until she’s moaning his name. It sounds nice in here; if Chanyeol had known the acoustics in the bathroom were this good, he’d have done this sooner. Luhan pulls him up by his hair, her hands going straight to his pants, pushing them to his thighs. Chanyeol kisses her, licking through her parted lips as her fingers wrap around his cock.
Her legs settle on his waist and Chanyeol is fighting to get his shirt off over his head, pausing to let out a muffled groan when Luhan slides his cock into herself. He loves when she gets so impatient, loves how she presses herself against him and kisses him dirty while he fucks her.
Chanyeol has her by her hips, holding her still as he thrusts into her. The edge of the counter digs into his thighs with every push, but it’s not enough to distract him from how glorious Luhan feels around him. She clutches his back, panting against his mouth and clenching down on his cock. He gives it to her as hard and as fast as she demands, doing everything to push her over the edge.
All it takes is Chanyeol scraping his teeth over the mark on her neck for Luhan to clamp around him, trembling as she comes. Her legs lock around him and he races to his own finish as she pulses and clings to him. Chanyeol’s cock is buried inside Luhan when he comes, her name on his lips.
Luhan kisses him softly, smiling at him as she nudges their noses together. “You’re going to be impossible, aren’t you?” she chides fondly.
“I’m sure I have no idea what you mean,” Chanyeol answers even as he runs his thumb over the impression of his teeth on her neck.
She clenches around him immediately, rocking forward as she hisses through her teeth. “I hate you.”
Chanyeol grins, this time scraping his nail over her neck.
“So much,” she gasps.
Chanyeol is going to have so much fun with this.