#EXO Luhan

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Luhan ~ Delphinium

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Kinktober Day 28

Car Sex - Luhan

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One thing that you really loved about Luhan, is that he was so easy to work up. No matter the time or place, you always found a way. Tonight, the situation was made for that.

It is dark out, and Luhan has been driving for hours. You are on a road trip, and this is one of the first long-haul trips you have done thus far. Skipping town, and avoiding the price of a hotel room, you are taking turns behind the wheel whenever the other gets tired. Luhan is stubborn though, and apart from a couple rest breaks to use the bathroom and stretch your legs, you have been on the road for close to ten hours now. You know that he should sleep, but convincing him to pull over so that you can swap out is proving difficult.

You do what you know best, reaching over to rest your hand on his thigh, noticing the way that he tenses up straight away. You pretend to pay no mind, letting your hand roam a little upwards, now seeing his jaw clench, the shadows cast by the infrequent streetlights accentuating the sharp angle. It has been so long since you have seen another car on the road, only more of a reason to pull over, no risk of being hit as you get out to swap who is sitting where.

Luhan tries his hardest, which isn’t nearly as much effort as you would put in, to resist, even as your hands move higher, fingers digging into his hips, hand slipping between his thighs, pretending not to feel his cock as it hardens quickly without you even properly touching it yet. His breath catches in his throat when you lay your palm flat, pressing down on his length, and he glances over at you quickly before again attempting to focus on the road ahead.

“Baobei,” He gasps, his words are strained, “I’m driving… please, I need to focus.”

You giggle at this, unbuckling your seatbelt, not caring about the road laws, you lean over the centre console to press a kiss to his cheek as you find the waistband of his tracksuit pants to slip a hand underneath. You don’t want to risk his vision of the road, so kiss away from his eyes and to his ear instead, nibbling his earlobe gently if only to hear the pathetic whimper that leaves him. He is growing impatient, although still headstrong, you know that it won’t be difficult to break that.

“Come on, Lulu,” You whisper into his ear, feeling him tense up again just as your fingers graze his cock, “Pull over, please?”

Luhan shakes his head, trying to compose himself, “We are only halfway there.”

You wrap your hand around his length now, just as you lick a stripe down his neck. Gently stroking his cock, urging him with your words and your actions to give in. He must not be far off now, that you can tell by the way that his foot lifts off the pedal just a bit, slowing down only just enough for you to notice. His pleads for you to let him go are slowly fading, replaced with soft moans, escalating as your movements speed up, and soon, his grip on the wheel tightens, he is giving in, and you are so ready.

Pulling over into the next off-road stop he can find, you are grateful to see no other cars parked, and Luhan is on you in a second. His hand slips down the side of your seat to lay it back, just as he clambers over the console to get on top of you. Your hands are in his hair as he works at your pants, desperately tugging them down and groaning when he feels how wet you already are, worked up yourself just from teasing him the way that you did.

“Fuck, Lu,” You moan as he enters you with two fingers, still wanting to prepare you, he always has to be gentle, you like it best that way, “Good boy, fuck.”

He grows impatient quickly, but you didn’t need much preparation, soon taking his cock all the way, his first thrust particularly hard, especially for him, out of sheer desperate need to feel your walls around him, to relieve himself more than you had allowed with your hands, you now give him some of the power, to take out on you what you held back from him. This was your objective, loving him best when he has insatiable desire, you love the way that he fucks you fast and eager, kissing you deeply, needing to be as close to you as possible, as much inside of you as he can, tongue halfway down your throat, he is a mess.

“Feels so good, baobei,” He whines, sweat beading on his brow bone, “You take me so well, fuck, I needed this, I needed you.”

You cry out with another hard thrust, just as Luhan moves his hand down to bring you closer, fingers on your clit, swollen and sensitive from him touching it earlier, and the way that his cock inside you urges you closer to the edge. He feels it, and feels himself closer too, you have no idea how much time has passed, but the windows are fogged up despite Luhan cracking the driver’s side open just a little while he was driving. You don’t want to wait anymore, happy to fall apart, legs shaking under him as he fucks you over and through your peak, cries of his name and appreciation of his skills come from you as your body clenches to him, dragging him into his own release too, painting your insides white as his calls of your name fall silent with the intensity of his orgasm. His breathing is staggered as he slows, pulling out and dressing himself again as you do, though only your lower half is bare.

“Can I drive now?” You ask, “You need to sleep.”

Luhan yawns as you open the passenger's side door, finally giving in, although begrudgingly, “Okay,” He sighs, as he kisses you once more, “Thank you, baobei.”

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“Are media representations of fans as ‘weird’ and ‘overly emotional’ fair? What is your own experience of fandom?”

A fan is somebody who is obsessed with a particular star, celebrity, film, TV programme, band, and they participate in communal activities (Hills 2002). Most of us are fans of something, as long as we are interested in something. There are many types of fans represented in media and the public, such as normal fans, weird fans, and overly emotional fans. Although there are also some normal fans in the media, I still agree that media representations of fans as ‘weird’ and ‘overly emotional’ are fair. In this blog, we are going to see how the fans are ‘weird’ and ‘overly emotional’ on media, and my own experience of fandom.

One Direction’s crazy fans

According to the research (Chin 2023), the study of fans isn’t new, and it is not just about K-pop or K-dramas. One hardly needs reminding that fan audiences have historically been viewed as ‘obsessive, freakish, hysterical, infantile and regressive social subjects’ (Proctor n.d.). The Channel Four documentary ‘Crazy About One Direction’ (CAOD), begins with the narrator, Julia David, explaining that Directioners are ‘simply crazy’ about the band and that the fan culture is nothing less than a ‘new breed of fan’ who use social media to ‘worship their idols’, and ‘go to extreme lengths to get noticed by the boys’ (Proctor n.d.). They are loyal to their idols and become crazy and weird. According to Proctor (n.d.), those crazy Directioners perform their fandom by tweeting the band and often begging them to ‘follow them’ on social media. From One Direction’s crazy fans research, we can see how ‘weird’ they are.

Sasaeng Fans in Korea

Sasaeng are fans of music groups, who have taken their obsession to extremes because nothing says ‘fan’ better than a bloody letter (Iwicka 2018). Sasaeng fans are people who infringe on the private lives of artists, and they are also ‘weird’ and ‘overly emotional’ in media. In Korea, fans usually give artists gifts like soft toys, or flowers during performances. According to my own experience, I have ever heard some of the weird fans put a micro camera in the gifts, to peep at that artist. Besides, they also get celebrity’s phone numbers from some sources or follow celebrities to their hotel room and keep on disturbing them.

On 21 May 2019, EXO member Kai was broadcasting live on Instagram when he was gym. When he wants to leave, there were two sasaeng fan who are stalking him, and waiting for Kai near the gym of his car (Philippines Star 2019). Not only Kai from EXO, but also a lot of South Korean celebrities met sasaeng fans. During 2021, Blackpink member Kim Jennie was the target of a US$30,000 billboard advertisement set up by Filipino socia media influencer, Christian Albert Gaza, who is a self-proclaimed No 1 Jennie fan (Chung 2021). Sasaeng fans are mostly weird and overly emotional, they not only want to stalk their private lives, but also date the celebrities.

✨My Experience of fandom✨

First and foremost, I used to be a fan of EXO member Luhan while I was in primary school. On October 8, 2017, Luhan made an official announcement on Weibo of his relationship with Guan Xiaotong, which was one of my most memorable experiences. On that day, Luhan's Weibo followers dropped by about half and the social media service was down for a few hours. This research demonstrates that Luhan's fans are typically extremely emotional, since they always consider themselves to be Luhan's girlfriend. Some fans will call themselves as 'girlfriend fans' or'mother fans' on social media platforms. According to my fandom experience, 'girlfriend fans' are more weird and overly emotional. If the celebrities they like suddenly expose their relationship, most of them would either hate the celebrity's girlfriend/boyfriend on social media or begin to condemn the celebrity's girlfriend/boyfriend.

Conclusion

Based on my research and experience in fandom, I believe that media representations of fans as 'weird' and 'overly emotional' are fair. They are strange and extremely emotional, yet they like celebrities. If the celebrities do something that the toxic fans are uncomfortable with of, they begin to hate and destroy them. However, despite their weird and extremely emotional behaviour, it is all because of they like the celebrities, but in the wrong way.

References

Chin, B 2023, ‘MDA20009 Week 9 Fandom’, MDA20009 Digital Communities, Learning materials via Canvas, Swinburne Univerity of Technology, 6 October, viewed 8 November 2023.

Chung, JW 2021, From stalking to date requests: 5 times diehard K-pop fans went too far, South China Morning Post, viewed 11 November 2023, <https://www.scmp.com/magazines/style/celebrity/article/3155816/5-k-pop-idols-who-were-victims-sasaeng-fans-blackpinks>.

Hills, M 2022, Fan cultures, Routledge, London.

Iwicka, R 2018, ‘Every Breath You Take: Sasaeng Fans’, At the Interface / Probing the Boundaries, vol. 99, pp. 125–147, viewed 10 November 2023, <https://research.ebsco.com/linkprocessor/plink?id=b28b24e8-2373-3530-8d04-7355f54fe6c2>.

Philippines Star (Manila, Philippines) 2019, ‘EXO’s Kai exposes alleged “sasaeng” fans’, 21 May, viewed 11 November 2023, <https://research.ebsco.com/linkprocessor/plink?id=8adcf75c-6a0a-3b75-a957-1370b7abae6d>.

Proctor, W n.d., Chapter 6 A New Breed of Fan?: Regimes of Truth, One Direction Fans and Representations of Enfreakment, viewed 10 November 2023, <https://core.ac.uk/download/pdf/83943346.pdf >.

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The Perfect Surprise

Glancing up at the large digital clock on the wall, you realized it was time to leave. Smiling, you quickly made your way to the back, untied your apron, and untucked your shirt, letting out a breath of relief. Grabbing your things, you clocked out and dashed to your car. As you pulled your phone out of your purse, you texted your boyfriend of four years to let him know you were heading home to freshen up.

Sliding into the driver's seat and buckling your seatbelt, you heard your phone chime. The message on the screen read: "I'll see you shortly. Be safe. I love you." Smiling, you placed your phone back in your purse and started the car. The upbeat sound of EXO's latest track, "Run," filled the space, and you couldn't help but sing along, drumming your fingers on the steering wheel as excitement bubbled within you.

When you pulled into the driveway, you turned off the engine and hurried inside. You'd already laid out your outfit before work, so getting ready was quick. Satisfied with your look, you fixed your hair just in time to hear your boyfriend calling from downstairs. Grinning, you stepped out of the bathroom and rushed down to greet him.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, you threw yourself into his arms, wrapping him in a tight hug. His long arms encircled your waist, lifting you slightly off the ground as he spun you in playful circles. The sound of your laughter mixed with his as he buried his face in your neck.

"I missed you," Luhan said, smiling down at you.

"Luhan, you saw me this morning!" you teased, giggling.

He cupped your face in his warm hands and kissed you gently. "I know, but it's been too long anyway."

His kiss sent butterflies fluttering through your stomach, just like it always did. Smiling, you placed your hands on his chest and leaned up to peck his lips again. "I missed you too. So... where are we going?"

"It's a secret," he replied with a mischievous grin, pulling out a sleek black blindfold and dangling it in front of you.

"Oh no, you're not putting that on me!" you exclaimed, shaking your head and backing away.

"Please, baby. For me?" he pleaded, his big brown eyes sparkling with aegyo.

You sighed in defeat, grabbing the blindfold from his hand. "Fine, but not until we're close to wherever you're taking me."

"Deal. By the way, you look beautiful." He beamed before pulling you into another warm hug, lifting you off your feet again.

"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself," you teased, admiring his outfit—a white button-down with the top buttons undone, revealing a fitted tank underneath, paired with black jeans and matching Converse. Coincidentally, you were wearing the same sneakers he'd given you for Christmas, paired with jean shorts and an off-the-shoulder white top that complimented your frame.

Hand in hand, the two of you walked out to his car. Ever the gentleman, Luhan opened the passenger door for you before slipping into the driver's seat. As he started the car, Ed Sheeran's "Kiss Me" began to play.

You leaned back against the seat, letting the melody wash over you, and smiled as Luhan began singing along. His voice, soft and soulful, never failed to send chills down your spine. Toward the end of the song, he glanced at you, catching your gaze with a shy smile. You couldn't help but blush and look away.

After what felt like a short drive, Luhan slowed the car and turned to you. "Alright, we're almost there. Time for the blindfold."

"Really?" you whined, hoping to talk your way out of it.

"A promise is a promise," he reminded you, giving you a playful look.

Reluctantly, you tied the blindfold over your eyes, ensuring it was snug but not uncomfortable. As the car moved again, you tried to focus on the sounds and smells around you, hoping to figure out where he was taking you. Eventually, the soothing music lulled you into a light nap.

When the car came to a stop, Luhan gently shook you awake. You felt him unbuckle your seatbelt and help you out of the car, steadying you when your foot caught the curb.

"Luhan?" you called softly, feeling a momentary pang of worry as he let go of your hand.

"I'm right here," he reassured you, grabbing your hands again. "Just a little longer."

He led you inside a building, the familiar aroma of coffee, chocolate, and cinnamon teasing your senses. You smiled, suddenly recognizing the smell of your favorite café—the very place where you and Luhan had met and had your first date.

"Ready?" Luhan whispered, his hands resting on the knot of the blindfold.

"Ready," you said softly.

As he removed the blindfold, you blinked a few times, letting your eyes adjust. The café had been transformed into a cozy, intimate party space. Decorations in your favorite color adorned the walls, and a table at the back was piled high with colorfully wrapped presents. A beautifully decorated cake sat in the center, flanked by plates, forks, and a serving knife.

Before you could take it all in, the rest of EXO emerged from the back room, clapping and singing "Happy Birthday." Tears welled up in your eyes as you tried to hold back your emotions, but the love and thoughtfulness of it all overwhelmed you.

Luhan stepped in front of you, his face filled with concern. "Hey, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"These are happy tears," you managed to say, laughing softly as you wiped your cheeks. "This is perfect—better than I could've ever imagined. Thank you."

Relieved, Luhan pulled you into a warm embrace, his hands rubbing soothing circles on your back. "I'm glad you like it."

The rest of the evening was filled with laughter, cake, and heartfelt conversations. Each gift you opened brought more joy, and you made sure to thank everyone for being there despite their busy schedules. As you sat back with Luhan, sipping your favorite coffee, you looked around at the people who had become like family to you.

Luhan wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. "So... did I do a good job?" he asked, his voice laced with anticipation.

"You did more than good," you said, leaning into him. "This is the best birthday I've ever had. Thank you, Luhan. I love you."

"I love you too," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

As you rested against him, surrounded by love and laughter, you knew this would be a day you'd cherish forever.

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Happy New Year!

~Admin J

Original date of publishing: Jan 1, 2019

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Summary: You did not expect your study for your project to end up like this.

Word Count: 1.8k

Pairing: Luhan x Reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Oral, Unprotected Sex.

“Wei?”

You lift your phone to your ear as you answer the call from your friend while you wait outside the school gates for him to meet you. Your project is due on Friday… Today is Wednesday and you haven’t even started.

“Meimei,” Luhan replies, your eyes rolling as he refers to you as younger than him, god, it’s only 6 months difference, “I’m driving up now, I’ll be there in a second.”

The call cuts out as he hangs up, and as he said, not a moment later you hear his music blaring as he pulls up in front of you in his little sports car. He modded it himself, it is all he ever talks about, how he got it so cheap with the money that he saved up from his part time job and slowly added part after part to make it what it is now.

It is cool, you won’t lie, and you do love it when he drives you around, even if it is just for him to show off. He leans over to open the door for you from the inside and you quickly get in, settling back into the seat just before he takes off.

You look over at him, admiring his jawline, his perfect profile, and you try your hardest to ignore the butterflies that you get every time that you two are alone.

You are just friends, he would never like you that way, of that you are sure. No, you don’t have any evidence to prove your denial, but you know that half the girls at school have a crush on him so you don’t stand a chance.

You are too slow to look away when Luhan pulls up at his house, and he smirks at you playfully as he catches you staring.

“You like what you see?” He asks, “What’s on your mind, xiao mei?”

You pout at the name again, cheeks burning red as you squeeze your eyes shut momentarily before turning to open the door and get out of the car.

“Nothing, Lu ge,” You reply, instinctually responding with the elder name, and feeling your blush deepen as you realise it, “We have a project to do.”

Luhan laughs as he gets out too, following closely behind you until you reach his front door. He opens it and gestures for you to go in before him, and you think to yourself that he is not going to push you to reply.

“Ya,” He interrupts your train of thought, grabbing you by the wrist to suddenly pin you up against the door that he just shut, “You didn’t answer me properly.”

Your eyes are wide, staring at his face mere inches from yours. You have never been this close before, and you are certain that he can hear your heartbeat as it races in your chest.

“Lu,” You mumble, “I… I, umm…”

You can feel his breath on your lips but he moves back only a second later. You try to collect yourself, to formulate some kind of excuse as to why you were staring at him with the most obvious case of heart-eyes he has probably ever seen.

“I like you,” He admits, “As in, I really, really like you.”

Your eyes widen so much that you swear they could fall out of your head, in complete and utter shock trying to process what he just confessed to you.

“Since the day we met,” Luhan continues, “It has always been you.”

You replay your entire friendship in your head, and go back to the first day of senior school, when you were assigned to sit next to him, and you remember the sparks that you shared, but nothing ever went further. You remember doubting yourself, feeling crazy for liking him this way, being certain that nothing would come from admitting your feelings, and that you would forever have a Luhan-sized hole in your heart without him as anything more than a friend.

“I really, really like you too,” You reply breathlessly, “I like you so much.”

He responds not with words, but a hard forced kiss, one that has your knees buckling as you melt into the embrace. Your hands move to his hair to keep him from moving away, but the way that his body is pressed against you, tells you he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

“Why me?” You ask as Luhan grabs you under the thighs, pulling you up off the floor.

You cross your ankles behind his back to steady yourself as he holds you up against the wall, his breathing getting heavier as his kisses deepen.

“You’re cute, funny,” He says between kisses, “You’re so fucking hot, and you don’t even know it.”

You roll your eyes at him, but before you can protest he kisses you again to shut you up. He rocks his body into yours, a clear indication of what he is thinking about doing with you, the same things that you are wanting too.

“I think you’re pretty damn fine yourself, Lu,” You reply, wrapping your ankles a little tighter to try and relieve some of the pressure building in your core, “Finest man I’ve ever met, that’s for sure.”

The praise turns him on, as he suddenly moves away from the wall and begins to carry you down the hallway, in what you assume will be the direction of his bedroom. You don’t stop, grinding into him with every step that he makes, feeling him grow hard so quickly.

“I want to make up for lost time,” He murmurs, both forcefully and carefully placing you down onto his bed, his hands roaming as he follows you down, “Would you like that?”

Your eyes roll back, the thought alone has you reeling, and Luhan chuckles at your response, moving quickly to tug at your shirt and pull it up over your head, urging you to do the same.

“Please, Lu ge,” You respond, feeling him tense up as you drop the honorific, suddenly realising why he likes to call you little so often, “I need it, don’t go easy on me.”

He lets out a low growl as you trail your fingers down his bare chest, and you lift your hips to allow him to pull your skirt down, leaving you in only your bra and panties. Your kisses are messy, desperate, a perfect representation of how badly both of you want this, uncaring of anything else but the need to have each other as close as possible.

His hand is at your core before you realise, his middle and index finger toy at your entrance for only a moment before he breaches you, already dripping wet in anticipation, you take him in with ease. You whimper at the initial stretch, but you reflexively follow his movements with your hips as you tangle your fingers in his hair to keep him kissing you, lavishing in the attention that you are getting from him.

“Baby girl,” Luhan purrs, his fingers curling at the right angle to have you whining, “I want you so fucking bad.”

You are a mess under him, desperately doing anything that you can to keep him close, your back arched prettily as with each stroke of his fingers you adjust and ache for more. You feel how hard he is, growing every second that he grinds into you, trying his utmost to hold back, when all he wants to do is take you fully.

You want it too, more than you can fathom, and in an attempt to show him, you wrap your legs tight around his thighs and use all your strength to hold him to you. You know that you must look so pathetic, but at this point you don’t care. His fingers are too good, and you are sure that his cock will be even better. You have tears in your eyes from the pleasure, his fingers alone have you close to breaking, and he knows it.

“Cum for me, baby,” He urges you, “I want to fuck you, but I want you to cum for me first.”

You cry out in desperation, though the force of your emotions pushes you hard enough to come crumbling down, your orgasm ripping through you with a euphoria that you can’t explain. Luhan groans as you fall apart for him, and you are so deep in your own pleasure that you barely feel him remove his fingers, but you do feel the initial burning stretch as he thrusts his cock into you in replacement.

“Fuck,” You whine, “You feel so good, so big, Lu ge.”

Truly lost for words, the feeling is indescribable, your body aches as you take him in, each thrust harder and more moving than the last. Years of desperate unspoken pining finally ended with a fuck that you are not likely to forget. You are his now, in body and soul, addicted to his cock as much if not more so than you are to every other part of him both inside and out.

“Good girl,” He murmurs, rocking his hips into you as you spread your legs further, allowing him deeper than before, “I can’t get enough of you, but I don’t know how long I can hold back.”

You are ready for it, wanting nothing more than for him to feel the same pleasure that you had, wanting his release as much as your own, and your second orgasm is nearing, if you think hard enough about it then you are sure that you can sync up.

“Please, Lu,” You beg, “Cum inside me, I want it so bad.”

Your high pitched, whiny pleads are enough to tip him over, his thrusts erratic as he fills you with ease, the feeling one that you again can’t describe, but one that you could definitely get used to. Your own orgasm following suit barely moments into his, your bodies moving as one as the both of you are lost in one another.

“Holy shit,” Luhan gasps, leaning on his hand next to your head as he slows to a stop, reluctantly pulling out of you, “That was so fucking good.”

You attempt to catch your breath, chest heaving as you try to calm down, words as lost as you are in his eyes.

“So good,” You manage to stutter out, “And I’ll need it again… you again… I want more.”

Luhan chuckles, leaning down to kiss you, softer this time, no longer charged with desperation but in a satiated, romantic gesture.

“There’s plenty more for you, xiao mei,” He replies, “I’m yours, if you’ll be mine.”

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ㅤㅤ☆ icon do minghao e jun (seventeen); ㅤㅤ☆ icon de kimi ni todoke; ㅤㅤ☆ icon "natalino" do lu han; ㅤㅤ☆ header de fools - troye sivan; ㅤㅤ☆ header de like a dream - lu han.