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THIRD PERSON POV:
Luhan got up and rushed into the bathroom, making sure that he locked the door. His heart hurt even more than it did when his dad disowned him. The piping hot water touched Luhans milky skin, the small body reddened slightly at the temperature, but Luhan enjoyed it. He squeezed at the shampoo and washed his silver hair, trying to grab the conditioner, he felt a hand place on his hip. He turned around to see that same male from the dream but instead of being scared he took the male and kissed him. At the time Luhan was doing it, he had no idea who the person was because of his hood, but as his hood fell down, it revealed that the person was his crush, Oh Sehun.

LUHANS POV:
I didn't want to act like a coward, maybe that would get me further than in my dream, so i grabbed him by the shoulders and i kissed his soft, tender lips. They felt amazing and they moulded perfectly with mine. My dream had partly come true, except this time i was trying to change my fate, i didn't want to die just yet. The thrill and the excitement all wore away when his hood feel down, it was him, it was my crush, Oh Sehun. At this point i was just embarrassed but as i pulled away, he pulled me back in gripping my waist and letting his tongue explore my mouth. His hair was dripping wet, his broad shoulders towering over me, his pale skin camouflaging into mine. He was making all the moves He was being dominant over me if this happened it was His fault. I kind of hoped he would dominate me and fuck me senseless but at the same time i was scared from my dream. I wanted him, all of him but i get if he didn't want the ugly me. He gripped my thigh pulling it toward him and then lifted me up pushing me against the cold tiles. My back arched against the new sensation but he moved closer and closer, grinding our bare crotches together. I was lost, why was this happening? Why is he here in the first place? Who set him up for it?

Sehuns POV:
I couldn't do what Jimin said, I could never kill my baby Hannie, I loved him, I loathed him, Wished for him to love me back. I missed his smile, the smile he lost during 2nd semester of university when things got tough. I noticed at first when he started coming in to school with his head hung down. Then it was him swapping his normal black skinny jeans to either loose ones or jogging bottoms. Then it was the hoodie, the thing even I dreaded, i'd been through it before. Except i wore it because before i was sent to the orphanage, my parents would shoot pellet guns at me, they would tie me down to the floor, call me names such as Segay or Sehomo. I hated those names, I even hated the names of my parents. They called themselves loving, well at least when my brother and sister were alive. Park Chanyeol and Park Yoora. I was adopted as the other child, I thought the family loved me but little did I know, Chanyeol and Yoora took the beatings for me, I would hear them painstakingly cry from the basement, the thing they called 'The Pit Of Hell', Chanyeol told me that one day before he died, he explained that i had to run away, get away from the psychopaths that called themselves caring. I heard him gasp when he touched the upper part of my back, filled with thick tissued scars but before i could explain, he kissed the top of my shoulders, telling me that he loved me, all of me, though this was the first time we had been together officially...
I kissed along LuHans jaw, his mouth whimpering at my foreign lips. I licked and sucked down his neck, not enough to leave a mark, not yet. I moved back up and sucked on a spot behind his ear, earning moans from him. His soft spot, finally, i thought to myself. This time I sucked down hard nibbling and grazing it with my teeth. Now he was really hard and the friction was starting to hurt, I walked him into the darkness of his room and laid him on the dark bed, it was only now that i realised the true beauty of the scars he had. I would embrace them and love them for they were a part of him i was hoping to change. He had always seen me from afar but never dared to approach me, i'm worried for him.
"Baby boy," i looked at him, locking our gazes, "do you mind if you be mine forever". As i said that, my breathing started to feel uneasy, my heart squeezing at the suspense.
"Oh fucking Sehun, i've loved you since the day i moved into that school, so if you think i won't want to then you're fucking delusional. Now fuck me senseless, my dick hurts." he whined the last part causing a little giggle. My stomach felt uneasy and now i would mark him, I just needed to know he loved me back. I leaned down onto his neck, attaching my lips to the milky skin and i sucked on his skin earning whines and moans escaping his soft lips. I kissed down his flat stomach, looking at his visible ribs. I watched him throw his head back in pleasure as i finally started to give him a hand job. His dick was thicker than i thought and he was hornier than i thought. God, I fucking love this. I felt him start to snap his hips up into my hand and watched his face change as i pulled my hand. LuHans face changed once more as i wrapped my lips round his dick. I bobbed my head up and down, taking in his full length as i felt his hands move to entangle themselves in my hair. Well fuck could i get used to this.

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