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Into You (M)

Pairing: Luhan x Reader (feat. Sehun)

Genre: AU, one shot, angst and some fluff but mostly smut, A LOT of smut

Word Count: 3,254

Summary: Based on the music video for “Into You” by Ariana Grande. 

Request: Can u do a Luhan AU based on ariana’s mv “into you”??? 💓💓💓

A/N: Hi everyone! I’m finally posting! I’ve been meaning to write this for the longest and this was one of my favorite requests to write. Thank you so much anon for requesting this and sorry it has taken me forever but here you go (oh and btw I didn’t proofread this cause I wanted to update something this weekend ASAP so sorry for the mistakes). ~admin L

Your eyes strain at the flashing lights of the cameras as your boyfriend pulls you close in order to display a romantic view for the paparazzi.

“Smile, you’re making us look bad,” whispers Sehun, leaning away from your ear, looking like he just gave you a kiss on the cheek, fooling anyone whose eyes were on you. You pretend like you love him and that you only have eyes for him as you turn to face him with an adoring smile for the cameras. But your vision soon came to line with the man on the sidelines of the red carpet, staring at you with jealous yet calm eyes. You smile a closed-mouth smile at him hoping to calm his angry demeanor. That seems to work because he smiles back at you.

Your time on the red carpet is over as you walk off to make room for the other celebrities. Immediately Sehun let’s go of you, allowing you to relax outside of his touch.

About a year ago, your company thought it was a good idea for you to have a boyfriend so they contacted Sehun’s company, making a deal with them which sprouted your fake relationship with him. They thought that all those love songs you sing will have more of an effect if they were directed towards someone specific.

But they were, just not Sehun. You make eye contact again with the dashing man on the sidelines as he made way for both of you and then followed suit. He stood by your side because that was Luhan’s job as your security guard. He skims his hand against yours as you walk to the venue of the award show, making shivers run down your spine. He has an intense effect on you even with the slightest touch. He knows what he does to you, yet he can’t indulge in your reaction in public because you have a boyfriend that isn’t him, at least to the rest world. As you approach the entrance of the venue filled with fans, Sehun is by your side again, holding you close by the waist, away from Luhan. Luhan notices his hands on you and his blood begins to boil, yet he can’t do anything about it.

“Hey man, do you mind keeping a distance between us and the fans?” Sehun asks Luhan as he sees a group of girls approaching you all. “I don’t feel like dealing with them today.”

You turn to him and frown. “You never feel like dealing with them. They just want to meet their idol.”

“Well then they can meet you cause I’m not signing anything,” he scoffs. “I’m at this stupid award show because of you anyways.”

“Shut up,” you retort. “You’re getting good publicity anyways.”

Soon the girls approach you with big hopeful smiles as they wait to meet you both before the show starts. Luhan prevents them from getting any closer as he makes a human barrier using his arms and body. Sehun gives you an emotionless kiss on the cheek as he let’s go of you to makes his way into the venue. The girls mutter in disappointment as Sehun makes his way past them without a glance. But they soon turn their excitement back to you, asking you for pictures and autographs. You touch Luhan’s shoulder, indicating him to make way so you can interact with the fans.

“Y/N, you look so pretty tonight,” says one of the fans.

“Thank you so much,” you smile as you sign her album.

“You and Sehun look perfect together,” says another fan.

“Thank you. That means a lot,” you lie.

“Is this your bodyguard?” a fan motions towards Luhan. “He’s really cute.”

A roar of giggles and agreements erupt from the fans. You look back at Luhan blushing from the sudden attention. “He is pretty cute, isn’t he?” you say, teasing further.

“Why isn’t Sehun here?” asks another fan.

You look up and smile at her apologetically. “He’s not feeling so well today so he went to go take a seat.”

The fans mutter in understanding and you go back to taking more pictures and signing more autographs.

After a couple of minutes, they announce that the award show will begin soon so everyone should take their seats. You depart from the fans with Luhan and make your way into the venue.

Luhan places a hand at the small of your back, leading the way to your seat. His touch causes goose bumps to arise on your skin. His hand slowly inches lower, towards your rear, causing you to turn to him with worried eyes. He just smirks but stops as you arrive to your seat. As you lean out of his touch to sit, his hand drops, slowly caressing your butt. You look around to see if anyone noticed but are only met by the lustful eyes of Luhan.

You back away and take your seat next to Sehun while Luhan stands to the side with the rest of the guards.

~

The award show went by fast but it was fun and entertaining. You performed your new single and you won four awards (Sehun won 3, one of them being a joint award with you for best couple, but that’s beside the point).

Now you guys are on your way to the after party. You’re sitting in the backseat of your car with Sehun while Luhan sat in the front next to the driver.

“You did amazing by the way,” said Luhan.

You look up from your phone and smile at him, thanking him for the compliment.

Sehun also looks up from his phone. “Oh yeah, you were good,” he said emotionless as he looks back down at his phone.

You scrunch your brows, not knowing what to necessarily say. “Umm, thanks, I guess.”

He looks up from his phone again and turns to you. “Let’s take a picture together for twitter. I want the fans to see how proud I was of your performance.”

“Fine.”

He lifts his phone up, the selfie camera on, both of your faces displayed on the screen.

“Give me a kiss on the lips,” he demands.

“What? No.”

“It’s for the picture,” he rolls his eyes.

“Can’t I just kiss your cheek?” you bargain.

“Fine.”

You turn your head and lean into his cheek but as soon as your lips were about to touch his skin, he turns his head, kissing your lips in order to get the perfect picture.

You back away as soon as you comprehend what had happened, wiping your mouth in the process. “What the hell!”

“Shut up, you know you liked it,” he smirks.

You look up and see Luhan’s hand in a fist, his knuckles turning white, his stoic yet tense face visible through the rear-view mirror.

“No, I don’t.”

“I’m your boyfriend. You better get used to it.”

“You’re not really my boyfriend.”

“To the rest of the world, I am.”

You scoff, “To the rest of the world, you’re an ass.”

“I might be an ass, but I’m the one getting you more famous. I’m the ass you need to get used to kissing cause I’m not going any where sweetheart.”

You huff in disappointment. He was right. He was getting you more famous and he sure as hell isn’t going anywhere soon. He was famous first, building up a strong fanbase and your company loved the publicity you were getting because of it. It’s going to be a long time before you can ‘break-up’ and manage to maintain fans on your own.

Luhan opens your door and you make your way out of the car with Sehun’s arm over your shoulders. Luhan pushes the paparazzi away while you and Sehun make your way into the club, both of you covering your faces from the flashes of the paparazzi, passing all the people waiting in line.

You’re here at the after party and you immediately face a lot of celebrities. Your boyfriend already left your side and you’re just sitting at a table by yourself with a drink in your hand. You like looking around at the people, drunk celebrities being rubbed against drunk groupies or fans. You don’t have many celebrity friends so you’re usually alone most of the time.

While looking around you make eye contact with Luhan standing to the side of the club with the rest of the security guards. You smile warmly at him and he smiles back. You motion for him to come over but he shakes his head, mouthing that he has to stay there with the rest of the guards. It’s prohibited for the guards to leave their stand on the side of the club. It causes for intimidation and fights so everyone must leave their guards to the side.

You pout but then nod in understanding and begin looking around again. You were in a pretty calm mood until you saw your boyfriend making out with another girl.

You know you and Sehun’s relationship is fake but it still hurt to see him not respect you enough to keep his hands to himself while you were both out in public.

But you guess that’s hypocritical on your part because of your relationship Luhan, but you don’t act upon it in public because of your fake relationship.

You don’t want to be there anymore. So you get up and walk towards the front door.

Luhan looks away for a couple of seconds and next thing he knows, you’re no longer in sight. He frantically searches through the room when he sees you walking out the front door. He runs towards the door and sees you getting into your car. He gets in with you before the chauffeur can close the door.

“Luhan, what are you doing?” you ask as the chauffeur takes off.

“It’s my job to be by your side at all times.”

“What about Sehun?”

He groans at the name of the other male. “He’ll survive. Besides he seems pretty busy if you ask me,” talking about the interaction with the other woman.

You stay quiet for a while before you get a phone call. The caller ID shows that it’s from your manager. You groan before answering.

“Hello?” you answer.

“Y/N, why did you leave without Sehun?”

“What? How did you know?”

“Fans posted pictures of you leaving without him. They’re already spreading rumors.”

“Just tell them I wasn’t feeling well.”

“Fine. But we need to talk. I’m at your house already. Meet me here.”

“Wait, am I in trouble?” you ask shyly.

“Yes. Now hurry home,” he declares as he clicks.

You drop your hand on your lap and sigh defeatedly. Life never goes your way.

You feel a hand wrap around yours comfortingly, causing warmness to spread through your body. “What’s wrong?” asks Luhan.  

You entangle your fingers around his hand and fiddle with it. “Nothing, my manager’s just gonna scream at me when I get back home.”  

“What for?”

“For leaving Sehun at the club.”

“Who cares about him?”

“Apparently the fans do because that’s how my manager found out. I just don’t want to go home and deal with him.”

Luhan truly felt bad for you. You work so hard to accomplish everyone’s expectations and you never do anything for yourself. He just wishes he can take you away from all of this. And maybe he can.

“Come to my place,” he says, looking you in the eye.

“What?”

“Come home with me,” he repeats.

“But my manager-”

“Forget your manager. You need a break Y/N. You honestly work yourself so hard, you need to rest.” He touches your cheek with the back of his hand. “Please baby, rest.”

“Okay, but what if my manager finds me at your house and he fires you? He knows you came with me in the car.”

“Fine then, we’ll go somewhere else.”

“Where?”

Luhan thinks for a second. You’re right. Your manager will go to his place first once he finds out you’re missing. He needs to take you far away from here if he truly wants you two to be alone.

“We’ll go as far as we can.”

“What do you mean?” You look into his eyes for an explanation.

“We’ll go back to my place and pack some clothes and then we’ll go as far as we can and spend the weekend together. How does that sound?”

You smile to yourself, loving how much he cares. But your smile soon fades as questions arise in your head. “But what about my clothes? I’ll have to go back to my place to get them.”

“I have some of your clothes back at my place. There’s more than enough for a weekend. Don’t worry baby, I got you.”

“What if I get in worse trouble when I come back?”

“They can’t fire you, babe. You’re their only artist making them money. Trust me. They need you more than you need them.”

“Okay. Let’s go,” you finally smile.

You tell the chauffeur to reroute to Luhan’s house and make sure to give him a bribe to not tell anyone about where you are going.

“Thank you,” you say abruptly.

Luhan puts an arm around you and smiles. “What for?”

“For caring. And for loving me.”

He leans down and gives you a brief kiss on the lips. “I’ll always love you.”

“Me too,” you lean in to kiss him again but back away to say something else. “And I’m sorry you always have to see me and Sehun together. I know how much that must hurt.”

“Let’s just not say his name anymore, okay?”

“Okay,” you smile as you lean in for another kiss.

~

Your arms are wrapped around Luhan’s waist as the wind hits your face, feeling refreshed. Luhan’s been driving his motorcycle for over an hour.

The sun is about to go down so you stop at the nearest motel. You both walk hand-in-hand into your room and lock the door.

You’re finally alone, no fear of anyone finding out or getting in the way. Just you two alone.

You put your arms lazily around his neck and kiss his lips.

“We’re finally alone,” you say.

He places his hands on your hips and pulls you closer.

“Finally,” he mutters before leaning in again.

His lips are soft against yours, moving slowly as if you both had all the time in the world. He slips in his tongue, the kiss becoming more heated. His hands slip under your shirt, feeling every inch of skin he can reach.

He grabs your shirt and pulls it over your head, then doing the same with his.

With his hands still on your waist, he walks you both over to the bed.

Once you feel the bed hit the back of your knees, you slowly back into it, never breaking the kiss.

As soon as your head hits the pillow, his lips travel down your jaw, to your neck.

He sucks a bruise on the side of your neck, not caring about the consequences of the next few days.

He then kisses further down, giving soft pecks to the top of your breasts, right before the fabric of your bra.

He reaches behind you and you arch your back to give him better access to unclip your bra. Once unclipped, he grabs the material and throws it somewhere across the room with the rest of the disregarded clothing.

He then looks at you up and down and marvels at your exposure.

“You look so beautiful,” he whispers before dipping his head and catching one of your nipples in his mouth. You arch your back and moan as he sucks on the sensitive bud. He continues his actions on the other nipple while his hand fondles with the unsatisfied one.

“Luhan,” you moan.

He hums against your nipple, causing sensual vibrations to stimulate more arousal.

He kisses down your stomach, to the top of your naval. He then leans back and slowly unbuttons your pants. He pulls down your pants slowly and kisses the skin that reveals itself as he tugs the pants lower. After your pants are discarded, he looks back up at you while slowly slipping your panties down your legs. Without breaking eye contact, he leans down and licks your core. You roll your eyes back as he continues the action ever so slowly, sucking on your clit occasionally.

He then adds a finger, pumping in the same slow pace.

Your hands immediately grab onto his hair as he adds another finger and sucks on your clit.

“Fuck, Luhan,” you moan.

“Yes, baby?” he says, looking you in the eye with lust filled orbs.

“More,” you say.

“What do you mean baby girl?” he teases.

“I need more. Please.”

“You need to tell me exactly what you want.”

“I want you inside me.”

Without a moment of hesitance, he backs away and takes a condom out of his back pocket. He gets off the bed momentarily and tugs off his pants and boxers before returning between your legs. He puts on the condom and lines himself up with your entrance but you stop him.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, worry displayed on his face.

You caress his face to simmer down his worry. “I wanna ride you,” you say confidently, causing his eyes to open wide in shock of your bluntness.

He nods and leans against the headboard, as you crawl onto his lap.

You wrap your arms around his neck to steady yourself as he lines himself with your entrance. You slowly sink down his length, getting used to the stretch.

As soon as you are fully seated down his member, Luhan takes that moment to gaze at you, all of you.

“I’m so lucky to have you,” he says as he removes your hair from your face.

You smile at the comment and the gesture and lean in for a quick peck. “I love you,” you say with adoration in your eyes.

“I love you, too.” And with that, you begin to lift your hips and sink back down against his length. You bounce up and down his cock in a steady pace as his hands firmly grip your waist as he thrusts up into you. Both of your moans, gasps, and whimpers along with the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. Soon both of your movements become erratic.

“I’m close,” you gasp.

“Me too. Let go, baby,” soothes Luhan. He reaches between both your bodies and begins to rub your clit, sending you into overdrive. With a loud whimper, you’re coming, causing an overstimulation as Luhan continues to thrust, trying to find his own release. After a few more thrusts, Luhan’s coming too, thrusting harder than ever.

After you both come down from your highs, Luhan pulls out and gently lays you against the covers.

He takes off the condom and gets up. He goes to the bathroom and comes back with a warm towel and begins cleaning you up. After cleaning himself up as well, he lies back down with you, spooning you.

You turn around to face him and give him a peck on the lips. “I love you. Don’t forget that okay? No matter what happens,” you say assuringly.

“I know baby, I know. It’s hard seeing you with him but I know it’s your job. Maybe one day, we’ll finally be together, officially.”

You peck his lips.

“One day.”

A/N: How was it? It’s my first Luhan fic and my first time imitating a music video. I MISS LUHAN!!