[M] Punishment (1/1)

/ANthis is the scene requested by BinguTOPsii about the shirt they bought at the mall, enjoySpring mornings are always a little chilly. Even with a heavy blanket and a mediocre heater, Luhan still couldn’t coup with the urge of finding a warm heat source. He opens his eyes. What first comes into his sight is the mesmerizing face of Sehun. He stares for a couple of seconds, wondering why his beauty is extremely addictive. They have been going out ever since high school yet that feeling of astonishment every time Luhan sees his face never fades away. He closes his eyes, feeling beloved by God for sending him this angel from heaven. With a silly grin, Luhan stretches his limbs and reaches for Sehun. His arms wraps around his waist and his legs tangles with Sehun’s. Luhan feels satisfaction from just being near Sehun. Lying here on top of him like an octopus makes him feel euphoric. Before Luhan got the chance to resume to his sleep with his head on Sehun’s chest, the latter pushed him on the head and rejected further skinship.  “Luhan, do you really have to glue yourself on my body 24/7?” “But Sehunnie, I’m cold.”  “Then why did I felt a hand slipping in my shirt?”  “I, I, I. Good morning Sehunnie, how was your sleep?”  “Don’t pretend nothing happened and try to change the topic.”  “What are you talking about Sehunnie?” Luhan asks with bewildered eyes.  “Sigh,” Sehun got up from the bed, “I’m gonna go shower and deal with you later.”  Luhan rolls around in bed and laughs as he watches Sehun going in to the bathroom. He lies in the warm blankets a little longer and decides to go and get started on breakfast.  When Sehun walked out of the shower, Luhan is busy finishing up breakfast. Sehun walks up to him and gives him the usually back hug.  “Hey,” he said, giving Luhan a shock, “how’s breakfast?” “You scared me,” Luhan pushes him a little, “and I’m almost done, just get the spoons.”  “Okay.” Sehun replies as he opens the drawer for the spoons.  “Eat your breakfast, I’ll just go and shower.” Luhan says as he walks up the stairs.  The moment Sehun hears the bathroom door click; he rushes up stairs and starts digging through his cloth.  “Ahhh, there’s the shirt.” he says with a sly smile.  Then he sneaks into the bathroom where Luhan is taking a shower. Trying to be as quiet as possible, he takes Luhan’s T-shirt and shorts, and replaces them with the shirt in his hand. After he’s done, he casually walks down stairs and resumes on his eating his breakfast.  Luhan walks out of the shower just as Sehun puts his dishes in the sink.  “Hey, what happened to my cloth?” Luhan shouts from the bathroom.  “Nothing, I just threw them in the washer.” Sehun says nonchalantly as he walks up to the washroom.  “So what am I going to wear?” Luhan inquires.  “The shirt you bought me on your birthday.” Sehun replies. “But why? It’s your shirt.” Luhan questions further.  “Because of the promise, if you remember.”  “What promise?”  “That if I wear that shirt for the rest of your birthday, you are going to wear nothing but that shirt at home.”  “What promise?”  “You know, the same trick isn’t going to work twice. So just put on that shirt and walk out of the bathroom.”  “I…,” Luhan mumbles quietly, “but this barely covers my behind…”  “If you don’t come out on the count of three I’m going to barge in and that shirt on your by myself.” Sehun declares.  “One, two,” He counts, “three.”  The door opens with a click and Luhan stands in the door way with dripping wet hair and shirt that’s shorter than his arms dangling by his body. His head looks away to the side and his hands clans on the shirt. The top two buttons of the shirt is undone and a good view of the Luhan’s chest can be seen from Sehun’s angle.  “Sehunnie, do I really have to?” Luhan asks with a pout.  “Well, you are already in it, so it’s kinda late for that.” Sehun replies with a smirk; he reaches for a towel. “Come here and I’ll dry your hair so you won’t catch a cold.”  He leads Luhan towards the couch and starts ruffling his hair with the towel. Luhan turns on the television and relaxes as Sehun continues to dry his hair; since he’s not getting away with it, he might as well try to enjoy it. It was a drama displaying on the big screen. A girl was about to leave at an airport and a guy is trying to change her mind. He tries to talk her out of this decision but there is no use. With nothing else to do, he kisses her and expresses how he’s deeply in love with her. The scene switches and now they are at a hotel making out with each other.  Luhan blushes at the blunt indication of sex but for he has the chance to turn it off, he feels Sehun’s hand gripping on his chin. The next second, he feels a pair of soft lips by his and a tongue that is licking his teeth, as if trying to get to his tongue. Sehun’s hand then reaches over and places his hand at the back of Luhan’s neck.  Sehun breaks away and Luhan finally gets a chance to breathe some fresh air. But before he can enjoy the great feeling of breathing air after a suffocating kiss, Sehun picks him up, and starts carrying him towards their bedroom. Luhan buries his head in Sehun’s chest and wraps his arms around his neck.  A moment ago, they were on the couch watching a drama and now they are on their big comfortable bed, kissing and caressing. Luhan feels a hand going inside his shirt but he’s too distracted by Sehun’s great kissing skills. It was first his lips, then down to his chin, his neck and eventually his chest. Luhan’s entire body turns into a shade of pale pink as soon as he feels Sehun’s hand running down his back. While he was too busy drowning in Sehun’s kisses, the latter works on undoing the buttons on Luhan’s shirt and occasionally, touching Luhan’s chest as he’s doing so.  “Am I still gonna wake up for dinner?” Luhan whispers. “If you concentrate, then yes.” Sehun replies as his hands continue to do their jobs. /AN>< dear god, I can't write smut. Anyways, this is the end of this story. I hope y'all liked it :D