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kokoronashijhgfyu aka PWP
fandom exo
pair kai/luhan
word count 580
#happyluhanday I wrote car sex
If Luhan was to say that his reason for inviting his favourite car wash boy to the garage he shared with Zitao he would be a liar filthier that the sex he was currently having.
He had seen Jongin in this position before. Sort of but not quite.
He had seen Jongin bent over the hood of his red Aston Martin DBS, ass raised in the air.
But in all those cases, Jongin was fully clothed and cleaning his car while Luhan was sitting behind him trying hard to hide an erection as he watched the way Jongin's body moved ever so gracefully, making the relatively mundane task of cleaning a car look extremely pornographic to Luhan.
What they were doing meanwhile was extremely pornographic. In fact, Luhan could have sworn he had seen this in a porno regarding cars and car wash Zitao unhelpfully sent to him while he was trying to not ruin the absolutely professional relationship he had with the manual car wash place owned by Jongin's older brother.
He totally ruined that now.
Jongin was bent over his car, the same red Aston Martin DBS, his favourite, his only, a beautiful British red sports car that looked even more beautiful with Jongin on its hood, trousers pooling around his ankles and ass bare.
And he didn't care he ruined any professional relationships.
Not with the way Jongin moan obscenely as Luhan fucked him hard against the car anyway. And definitely not with the way Jongin's skin was marked by his nails digging into that pretty dark skin he lusted after.
"You're," Luhan started, but his breath hitched. He leaned in close to continue in Jongin's ears. "So fucking good."
Jongin gave a small laugh. A small 'I know' sort of laugh.
Luhan wanted to wreck him more.
He grabbed a fistful of Jongin's hair, pulling him back before thrusting harder into him, changing his pace to one that caused Jongin's legs to lose strength and Jongin's throat to let out a moan.
Luhan was pleased, but only for a second. He hardly let Jongin adjust to his new pace when all of a sudden he went deep and slow and Jongin struggled to not scratch the surface of the Aston Martin as he struggled to keep up.
"Fuck, what's with you?" Jongin managed to voice a complain.
"You don't like it?"
Jongin hesitated in answering, but just as he opened his mouth he was interrupted by Luhan's cock hitting deep inside him once more.
Luhan smiled. "I think you do."
It was odd, fucking Jongin tantalisingly slowly here. The fast pace they had before seemed to suit the whole sex on the hood of a sports car thing more, but Luhan was able to draw out moans from Jongin more. Luhan was able to see the way Jongin's muscles tensed and relaxed again and again.
And when he finally come, painting Jongin's ass with white, he recovered just in time to see Jongin splatter his own cum over the red surface of the Aston Martin.
"And I just cleaned that," Jongin muttered.
Luhan kissed his hair. Sweaty and musky from the sex
"I'll give you extra to clean it again."
Jongin looked back to him, eyes a little hazy, but he licked his lips suggestively and smiled. Cocky, knowing, lustful, smile.
"Oh, you will."
fandom exo
pair kai/luhan
word count 580
#happyluhanday I wrote car sex
If Luhan was to say that his reason for inviting his favourite car wash boy to the garage he shared with Zitao he would be a liar filthier that the sex he was currently having.
He had seen Jongin in this position before. Sort of but not quite.
He had seen Jongin bent over the hood of his red Aston Martin DBS, ass raised in the air.
But in all those cases, Jongin was fully clothed and cleaning his car while Luhan was sitting behind him trying hard to hide an erection as he watched the way Jongin's body moved ever so gracefully, making the relatively mundane task of cleaning a car look extremely pornographic to Luhan.
What they were doing meanwhile was extremely pornographic. In fact, Luhan could have sworn he had seen this in a porno regarding cars and car wash Zitao unhelpfully sent to him while he was trying to not ruin the absolutely professional relationship he had with the manual car wash place owned by Jongin's older brother.
He totally ruined that now.
Jongin was bent over his car, the same red Aston Martin DBS, his favourite, his only, a beautiful British red sports car that looked even more beautiful with Jongin on its hood, trousers pooling around his ankles and ass bare.
And he didn't care he ruined any professional relationships.
Not with the way Jongin moan obscenely as Luhan fucked him hard against the car anyway. And definitely not with the way Jongin's skin was marked by his nails digging into that pretty dark skin he lusted after.
"You're," Luhan started, but his breath hitched. He leaned in close to continue in Jongin's ears. "So fucking good."
Jongin gave a small laugh. A small 'I know' sort of laugh.
Luhan wanted to wreck him more.
He grabbed a fistful of Jongin's hair, pulling him back before thrusting harder into him, changing his pace to one that caused Jongin's legs to lose strength and Jongin's throat to let out a moan.
Luhan was pleased, but only for a second. He hardly let Jongin adjust to his new pace when all of a sudden he went deep and slow and Jongin struggled to not scratch the surface of the Aston Martin as he struggled to keep up.
"Fuck, what's with you?" Jongin managed to voice a complain.
"You don't like it?"
Jongin hesitated in answering, but just as he opened his mouth he was interrupted by Luhan's cock hitting deep inside him once more.
Luhan smiled. "I think you do."
It was odd, fucking Jongin tantalisingly slowly here. The fast pace they had before seemed to suit the whole sex on the hood of a sports car thing more, but Luhan was able to draw out moans from Jongin more. Luhan was able to see the way Jongin's muscles tensed and relaxed again and again.
And when he finally come, painting Jongin's ass with white, he recovered just in time to see Jongin splatter his own cum over the red surface of the Aston Martin.
"And I just cleaned that," Jongin muttered.
Luhan kissed his hair. Sweaty and musky from the sex
"I'll give you extra to clean it again."
Jongin looked back to him, eyes a little hazy, but he licked his lips suggestively and smiled. Cocky, knowing, lustful, smile.
"Oh, you will."
