The winter night was cold but that's not the case in that particular pitch black room. 

The lips on Luhan's own pulled apart, finding a new home on his pale neck instead while leaving trails of bites, kisses and saliva. The boy himself was panting hard, trying to breathe in as much air as possible when he felt harden painfully down under. The hand on Luhan's waist moved down ever so slowly, past his hips towards his bare thighs and caressing the smooth skin with his big hand.  The hot mouth doesn't stay long on the neck as it returns back to Luhan's lips, biting his lower lip to ask for access. Luhan gasped and once again felt the other's tongue invading his own for the nth time that night, making it hard to breath, again.  The touches became more desperate and mere kisses and groping just won't do anymore with both parties wanting more. Without Luhan noticing, he was already placed on the bed with his head perfectly caged by the other's arm while the man was hovering dangerously close. Luhan couldn't see the other's face clearly but he doesn't care because the only thing in his mind right now is to get the guy on top of him to start with it already and let him get some deserved release. The male inched closer and closer until Luhan can feel the hot breath fanning his face, peaking Luhan's excitement even more.

"Luhan..." The other male whispered.

"Yes?"

"... wake up."

Luhan furrowed his eyebrows, "excuse me?"

"Wake up, you ty !"

Then there's a stinging pain on his forehead and Luhan opened his eyes.

He's back in his small bedroom, still messy as ever with socks and books scattered every 10 inch of the room. Luhan winced when his head begins to pound hashly and forces him to sit straight on the bed.

"An alarm clock may not ring until you wake up but if I use it correctly to throw it directly on your head, it sure is useful. I'm going to school now, make sure you lock the doors before you leave." was the only thing that Minseok said before he left Luhan on his own.

Luhan groaned out loud and rubbed the area where it hurts, reminding himself to wake his housemate up tomorrow with a freezing cold water as a revenge. It's a Thursday morning and that means he still got classes to attend and part-time jobs to go through. But before he gets to do the daily routine all over again, one thing needs to be handled : the morningwood.

"I should really get laid."

Sure, Luhan is a normal university student who, like everybody else his age, has raging hormones that needs to be settled and in need if ual release real quick but fate is really depressing to the boy and never giving him a boyfriend or at least a real person to do the deed with. Dreams are the only way out for Luhan. But really, he should have wondered more to why he was getting the same damn dream over and over again for the past few weeks and never dreaming about anything else.

a/n: hello, this will be my first fanfic here and i am just really in love with hunhan. I hope you guys will like this. Morpheus = god of dreams