"May I kiss you, my Princess?" Sehun whispers, his breath faintly caressing Luhan's neck. Warmth radiates from the spot where Sehun's lips seemed to touch his neck.

  Without a reply, Sehun’s hand drifted to his slender hip and settled there. As he pulled Luhan closer, his head was angled slightly to the side. Again, his mere touch sent wild fires that slowly spread to the rest of his body.

  Luhan’s breath quickened and he was surprised to find his own lips part, anticipating Sehun’s contact.

  Their breaths mingled. Sehun leaned in and kissed him softly, his arms encircling Luhan, bringing him closer against his chest. Luhan hardly had a moment to react before Sehun pressed his tongue to the seam of his lips and, at the grant of access, delved inside Luhan’s mouth.

  Luhan's hands, originally preparing to push Sehun away, fell at his side. He closed his eyes, succumbing to lust, his mind lost in sensation.