Requested by @ulzzangnism

You stood at the doorway of your room, arms crossed across your chest as you stared at the sleeping figure on the queen sized bed.
It was mid-afternoon, the sun still emanating heavy heat like it wasn't roasting the house enough, and Luhan was napping.

Apparently heat made him sleepy, fair enough, but you were on holiday, and holiday meant beach, food and fun. And where the hell was beach, food and fun?

You stomped towards the bed and shoved on his shoulders, which made his body roll on the mattress. He squinted up at you like he was suddenly awoken from a deep slumber, and was confused at your annoyed expression. "...That's a good emoticon, you know," he commented on your face.

"I want pizza, bring me pizza."

"Later. Sleep first," he rolled over again, grabbing at the air. Then remembered it was summer and there were no covers on the bed.

"Woah, thinking about winter already? Get up!" You pulled on his arm, which felt as good as jelly at first, but then felt hard as he stretched his muscles to pull you towards him, making you end up with your nose smashing against his hip. (A/N: clichés can go die.)

"Ouch! Hey!" You yelled, but found yourself throwing your voice at the air. How useless. You were just about to get up and leave when a stellar idea crossed your mind like a shooting star.

Why not be kinky and make him get up in satisfaction?

So you jumped on top of him, which immediately made him release a pained grunt, and nestled your face on his neck.

"Hey...what are you-," he stopped mid sentence to savour the sudden feeling of your tongue dragging on his skin, the delicious contact drawing out a moan out of his mouth. You placed your lips on the skin, and he leaned in, urging you to keep going.

"No, I'm not gonna do anything if you won't get up," you teased him as you feathered his skin with light, almost nonexistent kisses. An annoyed growl came from the back of his throat before you felt his fingers gripping your hair.

"I'll make you," he said. "Or rather, I'll do you."

"What, that doesn't even-," your words came out muffled as he softly pressed your face on his shoulder before kissing your cheek. Then the world swirled in a blur as you found yourself flipped over, your stomach pressed firmly on the surface of the mattress as Luhan kneeled behind you.

"You insisted," he said before grabbing the sides of your hips and pushing your butt upwards. You felt his clothed groin against you, making you feel all kinds of wonders. He pushed harder and groaned at the feeling, his expression twin to yours.

"Quick," you muttered. "I'm still craving for that pizza."

"Are you being serious right now?"

He took both yours and his undergarments off, exposing your clear skin. "We are fucking, and I'm not gonna do this quick because of pizza."

He entered then, his length pushing against your walls and already almost hitting your spot. You whimpered at both the pain and the annoyance of the loss of aim, urging him to thrust again.

He pulled out completely, then entered again, this time more forceful and hard. His pace started to increase and you hid your head on the pillow, muffling your moans into secrecy.

The air felt hot and heavy with want; Luhan released a series of what sounded like curses and your name, and his thrusts started to get sloppier. He bent over and bit your earlobe, which drew out your orgasm just as easy. He followed after a few seconds, leaving him breathless against your neck.

"You didn't last long at all," you said, almost in pants.

"Shut up."

"Pizza?"

"Shut up!"