~Sehun~

Inhale. Exhale. Smile. Relax.

I take a deep, liberated breath. It almost feels like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders that's been pushing me down for a long time now. It feels like progress and a step towards something I've always wanted. I never allowed myself to dream of possibilities and to dream what i wanted, but now i'm realizing that it's my life. My happiness. My dreams. I should have taken control of it a long time ago, but i just couldn't. I can now. I can stand on my own, and i feel like i have a lot of people to thank for that, but one person in particular, i owe my sudden confidence to.

Chanyeol and Kyungsoo's light bickering has me picking my head up, smiling at the scene. It's pleasant, comforting even. To everyone else it might sound annoying, or even amusing, but to me it sounds like home.

Chanyeol pulls away from a criticizing Kyungsoo and comes over to my table, setting a large coffee cup in front of me, the swirling galaxy of milk and espresso intertwining, making my stomach grumble in anticipation. The familiar sent of coffee fills my senses; the heavy, earthy smell centers me and relaxes my tired bones. I give Yeol a soft grin, which he returns, before ruffling my hair in a caring gesture, then goes back to quarreling with Kyungsoo at the front counter.

It's Friday and my morning class just ended. I should go home and help Kris, but I'm getting increasingly annoyed over Kris and Tao's shit right now. I love them, i really do, but there's only so much fighting i can take. I hate feeling like i'm in the middle. My parents had a habit of using me as a pawn to get back at each other in their fights. I know Tao and Kris would never do that, but this fight still hits way too close to home.

Growing up, my parents never really had a kind word to say to one another. They were always mad at each other for something. My parents are clearly unhappy in their marriage, have been for a long time, and instead of finding their own happiness apart, they just live through their misery because of moral and religious reasons.

Dealing with the fact that your parents can't even stand each other long enough to be in the same room for more than an hour without fighting; on top of the whole teenager thing, was just a bucket and a half of fun. I think it's why Kris and Tao have been hiding a lot of what they've been going through for my sake, but it's just making their situation worse. I'm pretty much always with one of them. If they're hiding things because of me, then it means they're not talking. I sigh and fix my eyes back on what my hand has been absentmindedly occupied with.

My pencil makes a pleasant scratching sound across my sketch pad, backed momentarily by the high pitched sound of the cappuccino maker. I smirk and pick up my cup with my left hand, my right not pausing in it's motions on the pad once. I have to give it to Chanyeol. He's running this cafe exceptionally well by himself, even if it's just for this morning. It'll close this afternoon and won't open again till Monday when Minseok and Chen comes back.

Minseok's cafe has become somewhat of a second home since i started university. It's comforting, and a great place to let my head clear. Plus, i tend to find sparks of inspiration in this type of atmosphere and after this week, i definitely need a good decompressing session. Letting my mind wander, as my hand does the same is the perfect way to do that.

I find myself releasing a disbelieving laugh at how fitting this is. Once Tao met my parents and was exposed to their distaste of one another he asked me how i wasn't more fucked up than i was. Art was my answer. Whenever my parents started fighting, i threw on my headphones full blast and threw myself into my canvases or sketch pads. There was always something so lethargic about letting your emotions and words settle themselves out among a white blank surface.

So, here i am. My parents are fighting, and i steal away to my safe place, headphones in and sketch pad in front of me. I guess i didn't realize how bad it is until just now.

A tap at my shoulder brings me out of my ravine and i glance up, finding my heart skipping a beat. Luhan stares down at me, giving me an odd expression.

I take my headphones out and his eyes slide from mine to the pad in front of me, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.

"What is that?" Luhan asks, leaning down closer and squinting his eyes at the sketch.

It takes me a second to realize what i had been drawling myself, and when i do, i snatch my pad off the table so fast, i almost hit Luhan in the face. He steps back, with his eyebrows lifted and a surprised look on his face. It would almost be creepy if it wasn't so cute.

"N-Nothing... just absentmindedly drawling out a design for something." I say, stuffing my sketchbook into my bag.

Luhan nods like he isn't convinced, but thankfully lets it go and slides into the chair across from mine. "So, what did you want to see me about?" He asks, changing the subject.

I take a deep breath for the immediate relief that Luhan is such an agreeable person. If that would have been Baekhyun, he wouldn't have stopped until i explained every inch of the design in full detail to him.

"Oh, i wanted to tell you something... and also i wanted to thank you." I explain, lifting my cup and taking a long draw.

Luhan cocks his head and appraises me silently "Okay?"

I smile and sit up straighter, not that i can get my posture even more perfect than it already is. Another habit drilled in me by my parents. "Um... i finally declared a major today."

The grin that takes over Luhan's lips is the most satisfying reaction i could have gotten. "Really? what is it?"

I take the paper with my official major out of my bag and slide it over to him. "Creative design with a business minor."

Luhan's eyes crinkle and he picks up the paper, almost in disbelief. "Sehun, that's amazing."

My heart skips a beat at hearing my name on his lips. I don't think i'll ever get tired of that. "Thank you... not just for this, but for a lot more."

"What do you mean?" Luhan asks, blinking at me innocently.

"I mean... if it wasn't for you encouraging me with my art and standing up to my parents the other day, i wouldn't have gained the courage to finally do this. I wanted this for a long time, and i finally did it... because of you." I explain, feeling my cheeks burn by the time i finish.

Luhan breaths out a short surprised laugh and shakes his head slowly. "Sehun, that wasn't me. That was you, kid. You did this. You pulled yourself up and declared more than just a major, you declared that this is your life. You did that on your own, i just kicked you in the ass a little to make you see how amazing you are and how much you were wasting, living the way you were."

My cheeks feel as if they are on fire, and i reach up to pat them, much to Luhan's amusement. "Still, thank you for the kick in the ass... i really needed it."

The answering laugh i get in response makes my heart sore, and the wink that follows makes it skip a beat. "Anytime, Sehunnie."

A pleasant silence overtakes us, and soon Chanyeol comes over, setting a smaller cup in front of Luhan. The other looks surprised as he looks up at the tall giant, but one puppiesh smile from Chanyeol and Luhan relaxes, nodding his head at the barista before he leaves to resume his now quieter fight with Kyungsoo.

"Your Hyungs just like taking care of people, don't they?" Luhan says, sipping at his cup, and humming in slight awe. Chanyeol's a mess of a human, but he makes a mean cup of coffee.

I chuckle and smirk into my own dark liquid. "No, we like taking care of each other." Luhan's eyes meet mine in confusion when i glance towards him, before nostalgically smiling out the window. "We take care of our own, Han."

Luhan sits back and his eyes seem to run through a range of emotions. I get it. I felt like that too when i was first accepted by my family. These guys just love one another like we're held together by a larger force than ourselves. Like we were always fated to be friends. When you get accepted into our circle, it almost overwhelms you. The feeling that you have a home, that you have a family no matter what and anything you ever need will be take care of. We take care of our own and no one ever feels left out or alone. We go through the shit together and we come out on the other side better than ever. We're there through the immense good, and make it twenty times better. It's what brothers do. We love and we stay as one, no matter what.

I chuckle and let my hands rest in my pockets. I definitely have a lot of people to attribute to where i am today, and i can't even begin to think about how i'm going to pay them back.

"Luhan." I'm pulled out of my pleasant space by a voice i really never wanted to hear again.

"Oh, Yejin...hey." Luhan says, a wince heavy in his voice.

The girl now standing by our table, pouts and slaps Luhan on the arm. I resist the urge to push the girl away from him. "I told you to call me Amy."

Luhan rolls his eyes and meets mine. "Sehun, you remember Am-"

"Yup," i say, cutting him off causing his face to pinch slightly. "How could i forget?"

Amy smiles clearly unaware of the situation and pulls up a chair to our table which really is only made for two. "It's good to see you again, Sehun. Luhan talks about you all the time."

Luhan scoffs at that, and i have to admit it's kind of amusing. "I do not."

"You do too. Even your mom told me yesterday that all you do is talk about Sehun every time she calls you." Amy giggles, reaching forward and taking a drink out of luhan's cup, which forces a momentary sneer to his lips.

I silently snort at the scene, before catching onto some heart clenching words. "You speak to his mom?"

Amy pauses and blinks ahead as if she realized she made a mistake. "Oh... um, yeah. Our families are close so Luhan and i kind of grew up together."

My throat constricts a bit. "You two must be very close then."

The similar wince that plays out on their faces only confirms this. "Yeah, we are." Amy says, and Luhan shoots her an odd look.

I clear my throat and nod to myself, some uncomfortable emotions playing around in my chest. I knew that Luhan's girlfriend didn't magically go away, but i thought that maybe something was developing between Luhan and me. Was that all in my head? Did the kiss mean something different to him than it did to me?

I stand up slightly, opening my mouth to make an excuse for leaving, but Luhan cuts me off before i get a chance.

"She's my cousin." Is suddenly blurted out in the silence, and both Amy and i stare at Luhan in shock, registering what he just said.

My hands clench and un-clench, a nervous habit I've always had. "What?"

Luhan takes a deep breath and motions to the blonde at our table. "Amy is my cousin. She agreed to pretend to be my girlfriend to help me out when i came to school here. I got teased really bad back in China for looking so feminine, so i wanted to safeguard myself being in a new place. She's not my girlfriend, Sehun. I promise there's nothing going on between me and anyone else. I like y-"

Amy leans forward, a smirk on her lips and grasps Luhan on the arm. "Finish it."

Luhan, who was previously staring holes into the table, looks up at me, locking gazes. "i guess it's my turn to be brave. You were strong enough to take control of your life, so I can do the same. Sehun... I like you."

I drop down into my chair, and blink my wide eyes at the man in front of me, before sliding a hand through my hair. "Fuck."

Any leans back in her chair victoriously and crosses her arms satisfied. "See, don't you both feel better?"

Luhan's face twists into an expression promising murder and i can't even find it in myself to find something cute in it, it's just terrifying. "Get lost, Yejin."

Amy pouts again, but seems to understand the situation a little better now, and stands, sending a small wink towards me, before leaving us alone in an awkward silence.

There's so much to process. Luhan's single and not attached to a girl, being the main things my brain seems to want to focus on. He said he likes me, but does he really? Am i just his college experiment? I don't want to be another persons phase.

"Please say something." Luhan pleads, his voice choked, and i realize that while I've been sitting here going through the ifs and what's, he's been holding his breath.

"I'm just... processing." I say, my tone heavy.

Luhan nods slowly and looks down at his lap, his arms twitching like he's fiddling with his fingers. A nervous habit of his own.

"Listen, i like you too. I've made that exceptionally clear since the beginning. Please don't think that's what i'm stuck on right now." I explain, reaching forward on the table.

Luhan's shoulders slump in what i imagine is relief and meets me half way. Luhan's fingers slowly slide across my own and eventually meet my palm, resting there. A shiver travels up my spine and a soft smile touches my lips, which he returns.

"What are you stuck on?" He asks, his middle finger trailing softly down the length of my hand, before sliding back up.

I tug my lip between my teeth and shake my head decidedly. "Nothing i can't work out eventually."

He cocks his head slightly, but doesn't push me to further explain, and i think i fall a little bit more for it. Luhan knows when i need a swift kick in the ass, and when i just need to work it out in my head. Since day one Luhan's understood me better than anyone else, and i think because of that i learned how to understand myself too.

"So... where does this leave us?" Luhan asks, a shy flirty smile taking over his perfectly kissable lips.

I lean forward and daringly reach out, cupping his jaw, and sliding my thumb over his cheek. "Come to the party tomorrow."

Luhan's expression changes quickly from flirty into confused. "I- ...okay?"

I chuckle at his cuteness and tilt my head, really wanting to kiss him, but not wanting to push things too fast. "It can sort of be our first date, if you want. I mean, unless you want a fancy restaurant thing, or something like that."

Luhan's already shaking his head in disagreement before i can finish, his face pulling back up into a pleased grin. "No, Sehun. It's perfect. I'll be there."

>>>>

~Luhan~

I honestly have no idea what i was so worried about earlier. While i was getting dressed, i was so stressed out about how everything was going to go. What if Sehun's other friends don't like me? What if i say the wrong thing and they hate me? What if they decide i'm not good enough for their precious Sehun.

I just decided that i wanted to consider Sehun. That i wanted to see where this goes. I can't fuck things up now.

And yet, here we are, sitting around in a circle talking about ex's, and sharing high school hell stories. Something I've always wanted to do with guy friends, but my school mates back in China made that impossible. This... I've always wanted this. I know Sehun said they all really like me and trust me now, but i'm still worried i can lose it with one wrong move.

"Okay, okay. My turn." Baekhyun announces. "let's see, weirdest ex...hmm"

"What about that guy who was into midget porn?" Yixing suggests from my left.

"Oh my god, i forgot about him... I think i blocked that out." Baekhyun exclaims, much to the amusement of everyone else involved, who are currently laughing their asses off. "Seriously, it's not funny. I had a short complex for a couple months after we broke up."

I snort and cough, prompting Sehun, who's sitting to my right to pat my back.

"See, that's just weird." Jongin says, cringing.

"Hey, no kink shaming." Yixing admonishes.

Tao rolls his eyes with his own laugh. "Says the kickiest person in this house."

"Bullshit, we all know that's Kyungsoo." Sehun says, and i notice Jongin tense out of the corner of my eye, sending an odd look to his best friend.

"What about you, Luhan? Had any weird kinky ex's?" Baekhyun asks me.

My eye widen and i open my mouth, then close it. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to." Yixing assures me, calmly.

I shake my head and scratch at the back of my neck. "I'm just trying to figure out how to explain."

"Don't worry. This is a safe space." Tao says in mandrine.

Yixing agrees with a hum. "No kink shaming allowed. We don't kink shame in this family." He says and everyone else joints him on the 'We Don't' and finish the last sentence in perfect sync. It almost sounds practiced how all of them say it at the same time.

I chuckle and take a deep breath, glancing over at Sehun but he just rolls his eyes offering not explain. Well, i guess out with it. "I've only ever dated girls, and they were all mainly vanilla. I guess i was more of the kinky one, but i never brought any of my kinks up to them."

"Seriously? Why not?" Baekhyun looks confused.

I shrug and bite at my lips. "I've just had certain fantasies that i'm not sure a woman could handle, let alone fulfill."

Yixing looks a bit more interested and leans forward. "What kind of fantasies?"

I feel my cheeks blaze and i realize that i'm probably just digging myself a deeper hole. "Um... I've always kind of wanted to be tied up."

I feel Sehun twitch beside me and my head snaps to him. He's staring ahead, his eyes dazed. "Sehun?"

"Don't worry about him, he's just trying to will away his boner." Baekhyun says with a wave of his hand.

I blink at the other and turn to Sehun slowly, lifting an eyebrow, wondering what his friend means by that.

"Our Sehun is quiet the little rope enthusiast. I'm sure you just supplied him with wet dreams for a whole year." Jongin explains, laughing at his best friends expense.

I take in that new information and reach out, placing my hand on Sehun's arm. "You like Shibari?"

Sehun's face crunches into an expression of pain. "Fuck, you know what it's called?"

I nod, and bite at my lip. "I've done a little research."

Sehun dramatically throws his head into his hands and makes a pathetic sobbing noise. I wince and pat his back gently. Poor kid.

"I say, prove it. It's not real unless you commit." Baekhyun announces. My eyes snap to the others and i give him an expression of disbelief. "What? It's not like Sehun doesn't have a shit tone of rope in his room."

Yixing sighs over my shoulder and leans forward popping Baekhyun on the head. "Shut up, you're not making this any better."

"What? i'd love to watch Sehun tie Luhan up. It'd be hot."

Sehun groans "Baek, shut u-"

"Me too." I find myself saying before i can think about what's coming out of my mouth.

All eyes snap to me instantly and i kind of regret saying it, but i also kind of don't. This has been an interest of mine for a really long time, and the idea of Sehun being the master behind the ropes, is incredibly hot.

"What?" Sehun's thick, raspy voice questions me.

I nibble at my lip and find myself nodding. "Yeah. I mean, yeah. If you're down. I'm down."

"You're serious?" Sehun asks, staring at me in disbelief.

A sigh falls from my lips and i scoot closer to the younger. "Sehun, please tie me up."

"Fuck." Sehun whispers, and wipes his hands down his pants in a nervous gesture. "Okay."

"Really?" I ask, grinning and bouncing slightly, and stand up facing him, holding his hands between mine.

"Well, okay, yeah... fuck. Let's do this." Sehun says, slowly standing up and giving me an almost questioning expression.

I smile at him and start shedding off my hoodie, noting the small hitch in the younger's breath. I decided to wear a loose tank top that i know shows off my arms and a bit of my ribcage.

"I'm, uh going to need some rope." Sehun says, looking to Yixing.

"Color preference?" Yixing asks, standing from the couch.

Sehun looks at my arms, brushing the back of his fingers over my exposed skin. I forget how to function for a second, before his voice snaps me out of my daze. "Wine red. His skin tone is perfect for a dark color."

Yixing nods, taking on a serious, confident aura I've never seen before. It's honestly startling to see someone who's always a bit in his head and spacey, so focused. "Hemp or Jute?"

"Jute. I don't want to scratch him." Sehun explains, taking off his own jacket, leaving him in a tight black henley and i pray to the gods to give me strength.

"Why not cotton, then?" Yixing suggests.

Sehun smirks at me and i swear i'm not going to make it through this. "I don't want to make it completly painless."

My breath stutters and i watch Yixing smile devilishly before exiting the room. I watch him go with a little nervous tingle running under my skin. I've never done anything like this and i'm a bit nervous. I mean, who the fuck volunteers to get tied up at at damn frat party?

Sehun claps my chin between his fingers and forces my eyes to his own, his flickering as if searching for something. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to, Han."

I take in the nickname and feel myself relax. I trust Sehun. I know he would never hurt me or put me in a position i feel uncomfortable with. "No, i trust you. I want this."

The smile that tugs at his lips completly takes me off guard, but it is worth anything that's about to happen.

Yixing comes back, and hands Sehun the bundle of rope, and a pair of scissors which Sehun puts in his back pocket. I tilt my head, about to ask what those are for, but Sehun starts to unravel the rope, his hands manipulating the strands like it's his damn religion and all words catch in my throat.

"Okay, I'm just going to do a simple body harness, nothing too fancy for your first time." Sehun explains. I nod and wait for further instruction. "Okay, can you give me your verbal consent that you're okay with this?"

That surprises me a little and i blink for a second before registering his words. "Oh. Yes, i consent to being tied up."

Sehun's lips turn into a nearly sinister looking smirk and i have to lock my knees to keep them from trembling. "Perfect. Now, stand up straight with your arms out at your side."

I lift my arms as told and fix my posture. Sehun licks his lips in a moment of concentration, before he moves forward and slides the rope around my neck. He pulls the looped end down to the middle of my upper back and lets it slack, pulling back to tie a knot over my sternum. Sehun's careful pulling the loose end through, so they don't snap up and hit me in the face. It's almost sweet how attentive he's being.

He makes another knot at the bottom of my Xiphoid process, leaving the knots kind of loose, and i'm confused as to why, aren't rope harnesses supposed to be tight?

"Why aren't you making it tighter. It's okay to be a little rough." I realize i asked out loud before i can filter.

Sehun smiles as if he's enjoying a private joke, and continues to tie a knot at my belly button, causing my breathing to feel a bit shallow. "Don't worry. It'll get tighter."

I'm about to ask what he means my that, but then he moves lower, and all brain function immediately goes into shut down mode.

"Is it okay if i touch you here?" Sehun asks, his hands hovering over my crotch, as he sinks to his knees in front of me.

I swallow down the lump in my throat and nod, biting at my lip to keep the eternal screaming in check. Staring down at the man kneeling at my feet shouldn't be this damn hot.

"Verbal, Luhan." Yixing says, and snaps my attention away from Sehun, realizing that it isn't just Sehun and me in the room. Actually we've gained a bit of an audience, watching in curiosity and amusement.

I feel my cheeks flush and i drop my eyes away from them, instantly finding Sehun's. He stares at me with all of the love and attention of someone who would drop everything in the blink of an eye if i told him to, and i can't find it in me to be embarrassed anymore.

"Yes, you can touch me anywhere you want to, Sehun." I say, giving him all of my trust.

Sehun smiles brightly and i swear my heart stops for a full second. "Spread your legs." He orders, and my heart restarts.

I hear snickers and mumbles around me, but push it out in favor of watching Sehun. He separates the ropes and places it on either side of my crotch. I will the gods to grace me with incontinence for just this night. I feel his hands slide between my legs, his fingers running along my taint, before tracing the outline of my ass crack. No one can blame me if i get hard right now.

He brings the rope back out and ties a small knot. I furrow my eyebrows, "What's that for?" I ask a bit huskily.

Sehun smirks, not bothering to meet my eyes and mumbles a, "you'll see."

The rope goes back between my legs and Sehun stands, moving behind me, and pulling the rope up, hooking it through the slacked loop he made earlier and pulling it through. The second the rope is tightened, i nearly drop to my knees. That knot slots right in between my ass cheeks and pushes right up against my rim, indirectly pressing into my prostate. if I would have been naked, Im not sure if I could have remained standing. I have never clamped down a moan faster in my fucking life.

"You okay?" Sehun asks deeply in my ear, teasing me and i feel so damn frustrated.

"Y-yeah. Just took me by surprise." I explain, remembering to utilize my lungs.

Sehun chuckles and spreads the rope ends, coming to stand back in front of me, as he threads each end through the space in between the first and second knot. He crosses the ends over and back around to my back, creating a diamond shape.

I hum slightly feeling the rope vibrate with every jerk and slide of the ropes across one another. I can feel every movement through the rest of the rope and gods damn it, it feels fucking amazing.

"Luhan, Baby?" Sehun coos, and i open my eyes, lifting my head.

My cheeks heat at the pet name, and i tug my lip into my mouth "S-sorry. The rope's vibrating."

Sehun leans in and lowly whispers only for me to hear. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

I gasp out a breathy, "Yes." and in no way feel ashamed for how turned on i feel.

Sehun smirks again and smooths his hand over my chest, and pulls at one of the strands, only doing what i can assume to be is testing the tightness. He goes back to work, creating a diamond pattern all the way down my body, until he reaches my crotch and once again here we are.

He doesn't ask for permission this time, but he does make his movements achingly slow as he threads the rope on either side and pulling it through, as if deliberately touching me in way that's driving me crazy. At this point there's no denying how hard i am, it's obvious.

"You holding up, there?" Sehun asks, sliding his thumb up the double strand of rope that's sitting right on top of my erection, and i nearly draw blood from how hard i bite my lip.

"Y-yeah." I say, but it comes out more like a whine.

Sehun's eyes flutter for a second, as if relishing in the sound and grabs tightly as the two loose ends of rope, wrapping them around his hand. "How about... now?" He asks, at the same time he yanks the ropes forming the diamond right over my crotch. A moan is ripped from my lips, as pleasure pulses all through my upper body. Wherever the rope touches feels like its's scorching my skin in the most sinful of ways.

I nearly fall, but i catch myself on Sehun's shoulders, holding myself up as he basically hugs my hips to bring the rope around and tying it in the back. I tremble, and Sehun tenses his arms to give me a more solid foundation.

Sehun finishes his knot and pulls back, but makes sure to keep a hold of my hips, keeping me grounded. His eyes shine when he looks up into my own. They're so bright and shiny, that i get lost in them for a second. In that moment, i know i'm gone. I'm a complete goner and i don't even care. I want Oh Sehun in every fucking way possible, and i want him bad.

"Yixing, i have a lot of slack, can i do an arm binder?" Sehun asks, but his eyes never leave mine.

I feel Yixing come up behind me and tug at the loose ropes, "No, you won't have enough for that, and honestly, seeing the way he reacts to a simple harness, he's not ready for that."

Sehun chuckles and nods, before standing slowly, allowing me to regain my own footing so i can stand on my own, and moving behind me. I hear Sehun and Yixing behind me, talking lowly about the best way to tie the rest of the rope.

Because, apparently i'm a masochist, i risk looking up and find a lot more people than were there earlier. I swallow hard at so many eyes on me, in such a state i am. It's embarrassing, but slightly exhilarating. A few of them look weirded out, many of them look amused, and a select couple look impressed, if not aroused. There one in particular that catches my eye in the back, who is paying no attention to me, but to staring holes behind me.

Sehun moves to my side, grabs my arm pulling it behind my back, and the other guy's eyes follow every movement. I realize exactly what he's staring at and what's on his mind. My blood pulses.

My other arm goes behind my back, and Sehun once again stands behind me. I may not be tall enough to completly conceal him, but i do a well enough job, when the guys eyes have no choice but to leave Sehun and pass over me.

Our gazes lock and i narrow my eyes, challenging the stranger. This boy is mine, ya bitch.

The man almost looks amused, tilting his head and lifting an eyebrow. Is he taking my claim as a joke? Cause i'll cut a bitch.

My attention is instantly snapped away from the hoe across the room when I feel the rope tighten around my wrists and pull my arms in closer together. I have no idea what they're doing, but gods that... that's good.

"Is this okay?" Sehun asks in my ear, and i shutter.

"Y-yes. Feels good." I hum and lean back against him.

It's his turn to suck in a sharp breath, his hands holding me up as the rope shifts and stimulates my body in a way that's almost maddening.

I open my eyes, wondering when i had closed them, and find the stranger again. He nods at me and does a small bow, before turning around and linking arms with another man, and following them out of the room.

Triumphant in my victory to keep a hold of my claim, i snort and go to pump my arm, but find that i can't exactly move... oh.... oh, that's kind of hot.

Sehun pushes me up into a standing position and moves around to my front, hooking a hand around one of the knots to keep me grounded. A small, shy smile pulls at my lips and i find myself submitting to the man in front of me.

The other just grins at me, and brushes some strands of hair off of my face, his eyes crinkling into a look of fondness I've never seen directed at me before. My heart trembles and i have to blink away the fogginess suddenly clouding my head. Yup... definitely a goner.

....

"Are you sure you're okay?" Sehun asks, my hand still in his as he runs his thumb over the marks left behind from the rope. He looks more pleased than worried about it, though.

I smile and relish in the slight pressure he puts on the reddened indention's. "Yes, i told you... i wanted it. I enjoyed it."

Sehun licks his lips unconsciously and lets his eyes slide down to the still lingering problem in my pants. "Do...do you need help?"

I suck in a short breath and try my best not to look too affected or interested in that offer. We're just too fresh into whatever this is... i don't want to ruin it.

"No... i'm just going to get some air." I say, taking Sehun's offered jacket and covering myself up.

Sehun looks like he wants to protest, but is way too respectful for that. He leaves me with a nod, and a short kiss to the inside of my wrist, setting my nerves aflame.

I stand a little wobbly and head to the backyard, aiming to finally get a deep breath. Something about being around Sehun just makes me feel like i can never get an sufficient amount of oxygen. It's like he never fails to take my breath away.

....

Coming back into the house is nothing short of chaos.

Everyone seems to be at each other's throats. I don't know exactly what's happening, but i recognize Jongin and Baekhyun right in the middle of it. Some extremely harsh words are being exchanged, i feel like they really don't mean for some of these things to be coming out in public. Kris, Sehun's "father" i recognize, holding back Baekhyun's boyfriend while he looks like he wants to tear Jongin apart, and Kris trying to break up the crowed.

Jongin doesn't seem to want that seeing that he keeps trying to antagonize Kris, making matters worse for himself. He says something that seems to silence everyone, and i know he said something he really shouldn't have. Baekhyun looks especially upset, and eventually gets upset enough and throws a couple of his own harsh words out before he's leaving. 

I lose focus in him however when Sehun passes by me, weaving through the crowed at a record speed. That's not good. I worry at my lip for a second before i decide it's best to follow him and latch onto his heels.

Sehun reaches the front of the crowed and stills, listening to his best friend and his father figure fight. Chanyeol had been released from Kris a while ago and now stands close to Kyungsoo, both staring after the door with worry and confusion.

I take my attention off of them and turn back to Kris and Jongin who seem like they want to go for blood.

"Stop this, Jongin. You've caused enough damage tonight. You've hurt Baekhyun, Chanyeol, Tao, and even me. That's enough." Kris warns through clenched teeth.

Jongin cackles dangerously at that and steps forward. They're so close that i have to strain to hear what they're saying. I don't even have to know what's about to happen, i can feel it with the raised hairs on the back of my neck. "I haven't even started, Yifan."

Kris lifts his lip in an almost snarl. "What the fuck do you want out of this, Jongin? What sick satisfaction do you get out of hurting your friends?"

Jongin snorts, and there's a level of insanity in his eyes that sends a shiver up my spine. "You're not my friend. And what do i want?..."

"Kai." It's Sehun's voice. It's a heavy warning, one that makes me want to curl in on myself.

The laugh that follows is chilling. Jongin half turns to look at his best friend, giving him an almost challenging expression as if he's daring Sehun to stop him. Sehun takes a step forward and grabs at Jongin's arm, pulling him back. "I want you to suffer. You don't deserve happiness. You don't deserve to have what you took from him." Jongin says, pointing at Kyungsoo. "I want you to feel his pain."

"That's enough, Jongin." Sehun says, effectively getting himself between Kris and Jongin, pressing his palms against Jongin's chest.

"You don't deserve what you have." Jongin yells, looking nearly manic. "You deserve nothing but misery. You and your little slut, Ta-"

Jongin doesn't get to finish that sentence however. The sound of Sehun's fist connecting with Jongin's face echos through the room in the most ominous sound. No one even dares to breathe as Jongin hits the ground.

Sehun doesn't even hesitate for a second before he's turning on his heels and marching through the crowed. I follow instantly and find myself chasing him out of the house and into the back yard. He just keeps moving, despite the stares. Despite the madness behind us. Sehun doesn't stop. That is until his name rolls off of my lips.

"Sehun."

He pauses in the darkness of the yard, his shoulders hunched and his arm cradled to his chest. My last steps to him are slow and cautious, as if approaching an injured animal.

"Sehun, are you okay?" I ask gently, moving around him so we're facing one another.

Sehun takes in a deep shuttering breath. "I just decked my best friend who's like a brother to me for saying unforgivable things about the two people who took me in when i had nothing, do you think i'm okay?"

I swallow hard at the slightly broken look in his eyes and reach up, brushing my fingers down his jawline. "Let me see."

The hesitant expression he gives me, makes me roll my eyes and tap the side of his neck. "Sports medicine, remember. I'm probably one of the few people actually qualified to look at it."

Despite the situation, Sehun's lips tick slightly and i take that as a win. He releases his hand and lets it rest in my upturned one. It's already starting to bruise and swell.

I sigh and tug at his elbow, careful of his hand. "Come on."

"Where are we going?" Sehun asks, but follows obediently.

I reach down and pull his left hand into my right. "My place."

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~Sehun~

"Sit." Luhan orders, as he disappears into his bathroom.

I note the decently sized dorm room and the football posters covering the walls, as well as a few kpop ones. It's exceptionally clean, besides the mass of cloths covering his desk chair. Clearly someone was stressing out about what to wear tonight.

I chuckle and perch myself on the edge of Luhan's bed, careful not to disturb the comforter. Luhan once told me of his thing with his bed, and i want to respect that.

I try my best not to think of what just happened. I know that no matter what, Jongin and i will work everything out, hell, he'll probably blame himself and apologize to me, with a black eye and everything. I'm not the one he should be apologize to, though. I know it wasn't him, but gods, he went way too far. I can't really bring myself to regret what I did, but it still kills me every time I have to go to these lengths to just bring my best friend back to himself. How could he say those things? How could he say that about Tao, someone who's loved him as a son, just like me? I angrily run my thumb over my swollen and bruised knuckles, cringing at the pain the shoots up my arm, and cursing everything for getting so fucked up lately. 

Of course i knew about Baek and Tao hooking up in high school. I thought everyone knew, but apparently not. I swear, if Kris freaks out about this....

"Hey." A soft voice pulls me out of my head, and i glance up to see Luhan standing at the doorway.

He smiles gently at me, like i'm a scared little rabbit he's afraid will run off, and moves towards me. Luhan gets a few feet from me, then stops dead when he notices where i'm sitting. I'm tempted to move, before he shakes his head as if to clear a thought, and drops to his knees in front of me.

I lift my hand when he gestures for me to place it in his palm, and wince at how bad it hurts. "Lesson one of punching someone, learn how to throw a proper punch, kid."

I sigh and try to hold in another wince when he applies pressure. "I didn't think i'd be punching anyone... well, ever."

Luhan breathes out a laugh and continues to observe my hand, his worry increasing along with the furrow in his brow "Sehun... i think you've fractured a knuckle or two. There shouldn't be this much swelling."

I mentally curse and raise my head. I'm fucked if i can't draw or use my hand for a while.

"Let me take you to the hospital, they can do an x-ray and take care of it better than i can." Luhan says, leaning his head down and brushing his lips over the darkest part of the bruise.

My breath catches and the tip of my tongue shoots out to lick over my lips. Every bit of the sexual tension that built up while i was tying Luhan up, starts to stir from it's hiding place. Luhan had looked so damn beautiful in those ropes. The color. The harness. He was made for ropes and gods, i didn't want to take him out of them.

My good hand reaches out and clasps at his arm, pulling it up into my view. The dark red imprint from the rope is still there, taunting me, promising me that Luhan is everything I've been waiting for. My own little rope bunny kneeling before me.

"Just wrap it up, i'll go tomorrow." I say, scraping my teeth slightly over the crisscross pattern.

"Sehun." I can tell it's meant to be a protest, but it just comes out as a breathy moan, and i know there's no way in hell i'm going to the hospital now.

We lock eyes, a challenge in mine and a sort of plead in his, but soon he relents and pulls out a wrap, trying to be as careful as possible while stabilizing my hand as good as he can. Fuck it hurts, but i hold it together for his sake.

When he's done, i wast no time, grabbing his arm and pulling him up onto my lap. Luhan looks mildly surprised, before his eyes cloud and i discover that he wants me just as much as i want him.

Luhan is the first to lean in, but i meet him halfway. Our lips clash. It's messy, but in the good, needy sort of way. My tongue quickly finds its way into luhan's mouth, and the moan he releases in response is way too delicious.

"Fuck." Luhan curses, pulling away. "I don't usually put out on the first date, Sehun."

I smirk and pout up at him. "I'm injured."

Luhan's eyes narrow. "Don't use that. Injuries will not get you pity points."

I laugh and let my left hand wander to the waist band of his jeans, discreetly slipping inside, and molding around his ass. I give his small apple ass a good squeeze and he moans, biting his lip.

"You know, technically that day we went out for bubble tea could be considered a date. And we've met for coffee numerous times, and i even took you to meet my parents... we could say we've been on many dates." I suggest, giving his ass another squeeze, forcing his hips to buck forward.

The movements cause his front to collide with my own, and i feel how hard he is. Luhan want's this, he's just being a little tease. I resist the urge to snort, because of course he'd be a fucking tease.

Luhan gasps, and hums, his body clearly at war with his head. "Fuck, you make it so tempting."

My hand slips over, sliding into the crease between his beautiful ass and, pressing lightly over his rim. "How tempting?"

Luhan's breath halts and his hips pause in their small jerking motions, and for a second i feel like I've done something wrong, before Luhan is pressing me down onto his mattress. He shimmies up my lap, lining his perineum right over my crotch and doing an achingly slow grind. If i wasn't fully hard before, i am now. Luhan makes no movement to tell me that this is new to him. He's slept with guys before, and for some reason that makes an emotion register in my chest, but i can't seem to pull it out in the mist of my arousal.

The finger that still rests over his rim, prods a little deeper, pressing the tip in gently, before retreating. Luhan makes a high pitched whine, and i have to catch my breath, because i nearly cum from that sound alone. Luhan pushes my shirt up, pulling it up to bunch at my armpits. He places a kiss above my bellybutton and my heart does a little kick at the display of care.

"Have you ever fingered anyone before?" Luhan asks, his voice breathless as he shamelessly grinds himself down onto my hardness.

I nod and lick over my lips. "A few times."

"Can you finger me with your left hand?" Luhan questions, setting his hands on my chest and rocking his hips back and forth.

I toss my head back and curse, before calming myself and looking back down at him. "Y-yeah, i'm ambidextrous."

Luhan slows down in his motions and meets my eyes. "Really?"

I nod and laugh at his expression. "I mean, i'm better with my right, but i can use both."

He takes in this information like this change has significantly affected his reality, but shakes it off and reaches down. He pops open my jeans easily, and slides down the zipper, before tugging my jeans down my legs. Once they're off, Luhan climbs back onto my lap and starts his grinding again, but halts almost instantly.

"Everything okay?" I ask, my tone pitched and distressed. Anyone would sound like that if they had a very beautiful blond boy straddling their thighs, humping the life out of them.

Luhan pushes up onto his knees, and looks down at my boxer clothed crotch in mild confusion and surprise. He doesn't say anything, just grasps at the waistband of my underwear and yanks them down my thighs.

It's so sudden that i can't even prepare for the cold air hitting my dick, or the abrupt gasp followed by a moan, Luhan releases.

"Holy shit, Sehun. You're fucking huge." He says sounding as if he wants to cry.

I bite at my lips and push up onto my elbows. "I can bottom, if you'd like."

"Hell no, i am not missing out on the chance to ride that." Luhan says, climbing off of me, and starting to strip out of his cloths. He turns around, giving me a good view of his ass, while my jacket slips off his shoulders, leaving them bare in a loose fitting tank-top.

Watching, i let my hand find it's way to my length, giving it a few appreciative pumps. "Slower." I say boldly.

Luhan pauses, and begins to slip his tank-top up his body, inch by agonizing inch. His smooth, milky skin so biteable. It's a pity he was wearing cloths while i tied him up. I would have given anything to see his body covered in the same crisscross pattern decorating his wrists. Next time.

His jeans come next, his boxers going down along with them. I swallow thickly as he bends over to release them from his ankles. His hole looking so delicate and pink. I want to ruin him.

"Come here, Luhan." I say huskily, surprising myself at the command.

Luhan jumps and stands quickly, then turns and comes back to me. His eyes are wide and alert, waiting for me to tell him what to do, and i relish in it. So, this is what Yixing talks about. He's right, it's fascinating and yet satisfying at the same time.

"Lube, baby?" i ask, reaching out and trailing my fingers down his thigh, appreciating how beautiful his delicate, dusty pink cock is.

A moment later, Luhan produces a bottle from under his bed along with a condom, and hands it to me.

"I can't use my other hand to hold me up, so i'm going to need you to turn around, bend over, and grasp your knees." I instruct.

Without a second thought, Luhan does as i say. I have to give him props for his body. It's ridiculously fit. I have a feeling we're going to have some fun with the fact that Luhan is an athlete. The angle he's standing at opens him up perfectly, and i admire how smooth and flawless his skin is. Perfection is right in my grasp, and i take advantage of that.

His ass feels plump and soft under my hand. He quivers slightly as my fingers map out the expanse of his behind and the tops of his thighs. It's too tantalizing and hell, i don't have to hold back anymore. Luhan wants me too, so i feel i'm perfectly warranted when i sink my teeth into the fleshy backside of his thigh. Luhan squeaks and grasps onto his legs so hard his fingers whiten.

I snicker and dodge the sudden hand swung at my head. In retaliation i pop open the lube, rather ungracefully with one hand, and gather a healthy amount on my fingers, then rub them around his puckered hole. Luhan's breath hitches, and just as he relplaces the hand he was trying to hit me with, i bite down on his upper thigh, just under the swell of his ass.

Luhan makes a loud squeaky moaning noise and before he can dislodge his hand again, i sink a finger into his heat, down to the knuckle.

"Fuck." Luhan moans out. "You're such a little shit."

I snort and begin working my finger in and out of him, rubbing his walls with curls of my digit. I add the second when i feel he's ready, surprised by how well he's doing relaxing and stretching quickly.

"Do you do this often, Luhan?" i ask, pushing in deep, and scissoring my fingers slowly.

Luhan, who's hips have started to move in their own accord, breaths out harshly. "I've been doing it a lot lately."

"Why?" i ask, placing a small kiss to the peek of his right ass cheek.

He whines and arches his back, silently asking for more. I push in another finger and he moans deep in his chest. "B-because of you. I've wanted you for so long. It just keeps getting worse and worse every day. I'll come home and fuck myself for hours, but it's never enough."

"Do you want me?" I ask teasingly.

Luhan growls in frustration. "Yes."

"Do you need my cock?"

A harsh pant answers me, and i know he's ready. "Yes, Sehun. Fuck. Please."

"You're ready, baby." i say, pulling my fingers out of his heat, even as he tries desperately to pull me back in.

I scoot back on the bed, again, not the easiest thing to do with one hand, and lay down on my back. I watch Luhan stand up straight on shaky legs, and jerkily climbs onto the bed. His pretty cock stands proud and leaking between his legs.

He throws a leg over and effectively straddles my hips, sitting back far enough to grab my length. My breath hitches and i feel my hips jerk, as he pumps me a few time. I'm so achingly hard at this point, i just want to cum.

Something covers my cock, and i look up to see Luhan rolling the condom down my length. Clearly luhan is not feeling so patient anymore, though i'm not complaining.

Luhan sits up onto his knees, and shimmies forward on my hips to line himself up. He pauses and his eyes flicker to mine, locking our gazes in an intense moment as he takes a deep breath and slowly breaches himself with my cock. The head is engulfed in a crazy amount of heat and pressure. It feels nothing like that fleshlight Kyungsoo bought me for my birthday last year. It's so much better.

Inch by torturing inch, Luhan slides down until he bottoms out and sits flat on my hips. He places his hands palm down on my chest and sucks in a shaky gulp of air. I run my hands up the sides of his thighs, and he flexes them to signal that he's okay.

"Is there anything on you that isn't fucking huge?" Luhan asks, attempting a small circle with his hips. He gasps and moans lowly, lifting himself up a few inches and sinking back down.

I chuckle and slide my hands up his body. Luhan bends down and finds my lips, seizing me with his addicting kiss. I feel dizzy and lightheaded from it, like the worlds most effective drug.

"My nipples are pretty small." i say offhandedly when he pulls away.

Despite the situation, he laughs, and resumes his previous position, only this time he kicks his legs up and plants his feet flat on the bed.

I lift an eyebrow and smirk at the other. "Are you going to bounce for me, bunny?"

Luhan's breath hitches and he nearly looses balance for a second, and i blink at him in surprise, storing this information for later. The pet name could come in handy.

He starts to move, his enthusiasm and need shining brightly. Luhan closes his eyes and tosses his head back, losing himself in riding me. It's damn near hypnotizing. The way he sinks down and pushes up, his body tight and muscles rolling with every movement. I'm obsessed.

"Sehun, so good." Luhan whines, sweat beading on his skin, and a pink blotchiness covering his torso. Beautiful.

I bend my knees and sit up, securing him with an arm around his back, while my mouth attaches onto his collar bone. I etch my name into the dark red patch i leave behind, moving on to another spot of too clear skin. Luhan makes a high "ah" and grasps onto my shoulder, and the back of my head.

He grabs a hand full of my hair, continuing to drop down on my cock with vigor, while i ink his skin with my unashamed claim. Our lips find their way back to each other naturally, and it quickly becomes messy and uncoordinated. Luhan starts to ride me so hard that it's difficult to keep a hold of him, so to keep him from slipping i try to tighten my hand over his ass, only to realize my right arm was the one holding him up.

I wince loudly and tense, which of course Luhan notices. He immediately drops down, fully seated, and pushes me onto my back. He grabs my wrist and pulls it to him to look over my hand, probably making sure the binding is still secure.

Luhan rolls his eyes and places my hand gently against my chest, giving me a look that dares me to move it. He drops back down, so his shins press fully into the bed and starts rolling his hips in a way that makes me throw my head back and moan deeply. Every inch of my dick is engulfed, being squeezed and massaged by Luhan's tight, scorching walls.

"Fuck." I curse, once again grabbing onto his hip with my good hand. "You're so good for me, bunny."

At the name, his hips stutter for a second, before starting to move faster. Definitely going to use that to my advantage.

Feeling like i'm not putting my weight into this, I wrap my hand around his twitching length, but he pushes my hand away, scrunching his nose up and continuing to bounce his hips. His thighs flex with every movement and fuck it's damn right sinful. I make a mental note to have him ride my face one day so i can get up close and personal with those thighs.

In another effort to do my part in this, I lift my own hips off the bed, jabbing a particular powerful thrust up into Luhan's heat, and he makes a beautiful high pitched whine and arches backwards, resting his palms on my thighs just above my knees. I must have hit a particularly good spot because the next thing i know, Luhan's hips lift, push forward, as he clenches around my shaft, then white paints his length and balls, dripping down onto my abdomen. I curse and lick my lips at how hot it is to watch him come undone, just by my cock alone.

I slow my hips, allowing him to catch his breath, but also to take a second to come down. Luhan's hands tremble on my thighs as he pushes himself forward and places his palms flat on my chest again.

His face is closer to mine now. He looks wrecked in the best sense of the word, and a bit of pride surges through me that i was able to do that.

"You look beautiful like this." I say, my voice scratchy and deep.

Luhan gives me a lopsided grin and uses my chest as leverage to push his hips up, then back down, sliding my length in and out of himself achingly slow. It's damn near torture, but hell, it feels so good.

"Come on, Sehunnie. Cum for me, baby." He draws, his voice even raspier and breathier than mine.

I reach up and lock my left hand over his hip. "Do you really want me to cum?"

Luhan cocks his head to the side and seems almost confused. "Isn't that the point?"

I chuckle darkly. "Bunny, this isn't going to do it." His eyes dilate.

He opens his mouth to ask, but i don't give him the chance. I sit up, locking my arm (the good one) around his back, and use my hips as leverage to knock him onto his back. I manage to stay inside of him, and his legs easily drop to the bed in a stunning athletic reverse split. I'd be amazed by his flexibility, if there wasn't a sinful, and downright dirty moan that falls from his lips.

"Fuck, Sehun." Luhan says, nearly gulping air into his lungs. "You have to warn me when you do that shit. I swear i almost came again."

I growl deep in my chest and lean forward, my teeth scraping his earlobe. "I'm curious. How many times can i make you cum tonight?"

Luhan whines and twitches below me. "Sehun, please. Fuck me, please."

I grin and grind my cock deep into him, eliciting another high pitched whine. I pull out, slowly. I want him to feel every inch, every vein, every curve of my dick slipping out of him. Then i slam myself back inside of him and pick up a bruising pace, fucking into him so fast, the scream he releases catches in his throat.

I can feel that familiar tightening in my abdomen, as i drill Luhan into the mattress. He clenches around me, and i moan deep in my chest. "Luhan, fuck." i hiss, and thrust in as deep as i can go and cum with a deep growl of Luhan's name.

When i come back to earth after the most satisfying orgasm I've ever had, Luhan is staring up at me in a look of awe, while he lazily pumps his once again hard length. I gasp in air and lay my head down on his chest, listening to his rapidly beating heart, before lifting my head back up and staring down at him, truly believing that he's the only thing keeping my own heart beating.

I grin down at him and he returns it, leaning up to peck a small kiss to my lips. "What's your refractory time? I'm ready for round two."

I smirk and decide that i want to make this boy cry tonight.

....

Light dusts the sky outside the window when my eyes crack open. I can tell it's barely dawn, but i know i need to get home. My phone is still at the house, so i know I'm going to get a mouthful when i get back. Yixing and Tao are going to lecture the shit out of me, and i really would like to get that over and take a nap before Chen gets home and inevitably grounds us for eternity.

I sit up in bed and groan at how bad my body protests. I lost track of how many times i made Luhan cum last night, but i don't think my body did. Jongin was right, sex is a workout. I go to pick up the blanket strewn across my lower half, and wince as horrible pain slices through my hand. Fuck, i forgot about that.

I sigh and add it to the list of all the things i have to deal with today and use my left hand to push the blanket off this time.

Feeling around on the floor, i pick up luhan's tank-top and smile to myself as i slip it on. I'm about to climb out of bed to find the rest of my cloths, but a hand on my arm stops me.

I turn around to find a messy haired, marked up, sleepy eyed angel, squinting up at me. Gods he's so beautiful, even after the night we just had, he's perfect.

"You're not bailing on me now, are you?" Luhan asks. I can tell it's a joke, but the slight hesitance has me leaning down and pressing my lips against his.

Luhan grins and i nuzzle my nose into his cheek. "i wouldn't dream of it, Beautiful. I need to go home to try and do some damage control before Chen and Minseok come home later today."

He nods and sits up on his elbow. "So, I'll see you later?"

I smile and press my lips to his again, a little more greedily this time. "Of course. I'll text you when i get home, though it might be a bit... i have a feeling it's going to be a long lecture."

Luhan's eyebrow raises. "Lecture?"

I nod. "Yeah, the whole disappearing all night without my phone, and showing up the next day smelling and looking like sex, probably won't go over well."

"Right. Your friends tend to act more like mothers than friends... for some reason i forgot about that." Luhan snarks.

I roll my eyes and slip out of bed, grabbing my jeans off the floor. Putting jeans on with one hand is considerable harder than you think it is. "Don't be too hard on them, it'll be hard enough finding out their youngest isn't a virgin anymore, let alone the fact that he broke three major rules all within one night."

Luhan snorts. "Rules? You have ru- wait... virgin?"

I watch Luhan's eyes bulge and he jumps to his knees on the bed. "Yes... i was a virgin before last night. I thought you knew that."

Luhan blinks at me and shakes his head. "There's no... there's no fucking way. You made me ugly cry while you took me from behind, Sehun. There's no way you're a virgin."

I shrug and search the floor for my shoes. "I don't know what to tell you. I swear i was."

Silence greets me and i look up to find Luhan, blinking wide eyed out his window. He looks lost in his own world.

"Han?" I ask, worried that i might have fucked something up.

The other shakes his head and slides his gaze back to me. His eyes are startlingly glassy. "It was your first time. It should have been more special. It should have been romantic and sweet."

I can't help the laugh that bubbles up from my belly, causing Luhan to give me a death glare. At least he doesn't look like he's going to cry anymore. "Luhan, the reason why i stayed a virgin for so long is because i didn't want to sleep with just anyone. I wanted it to be with someone i really care about. It was spacial because it was with you, and i don't regret a second of it."

His eyes once again sparkle with emotions, and i can't resist leaning down with one knee on the bed in front of him, and wrapping my good hand around the back of his neck, bringing him towards me. "You're important to me, Luhan. I'm glad my first time was with you."

Luhan sniffles and punches softly at my chest. "Stupid. You still should have told me. I could have taken things slower and made it a bit more romantic."

I chuckle and wink at him. "Next time i'll let you ride me nice and slow for hours."

The blush that fills his cheeks as he adverts his eyes is just too precious. I want to bundle him in my arms, fall back into bed, and stay there forever. I know i need to go home and face my hyungs, though. The way i left last night is beyond worrying, but staying out all night without a way to contact me, probably has them in a frenzy.

I bring my hand around to cup his jaw and lean in, kissing both of us breathless. I pull away and Luhan whines at me, forcing a silent snort out of me. He's even cuter than i could have ever imagined. Who knew that getting Luhan into bed would unlock his adorable side.

"Don't forget to call me." Luhan remarks when i open the door.

I smirk and peer over my shoulder. "Of course, bunny."

The last thing i see before closing the door behind me is Luhan's wide, near horrified eyes and his cheeks blushed a deep red. Adorable.

No matter what happens at home, i know i will never regret last night. I know Luhan wishes it could have been more sentimental, but i couldn't imagine a better first time. I wouldn't change a thing about last night. A wince interrupts my thought as i absentmindedly reach up to push my hand through my hair... well, one thing.

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Chickens!!

Here's the HunHan! i know you've been waiting for it for a while, but i hope you can understand why it took me a bit, since it's a bit longer than the others. HaHa.

I was a little uncertain about the smut scene. I was debating on leaving it as a cute, falling asleep in each others arms pg scene, or going with the actual HunHan sex scene, but @KathyWall2 convinced me that it was time to do a good smut scene for this book, as well as HunHan was ready for it as well. I hope i did them justice.

As always, comments and questions are welcome. You guys are awesome. Seriously, i think it's you guys commenting and keeping me on track that keeps me writing this one. I love writing this story, but it's rather easy to neglect. I'll try my best not to do that.

Anyways, i love you guys! XiuChen is up next, see you then!

사랑해 💕

~M~