shifting-han:

(/he shivers when he feels the cold fingers against the skin of his scarred chest, the contrast between your skin and the hot water pouring on him making him arch slightly into your touch) If that’s so, then it might be easier for me to keep ‘breaking in’ if I had a key (/he skims his fingers over the v of your hipbone, feeling the way your muscles contract beneath his fingertips) No? Should I keep doing it then? (/for a second, it seems like he might dip his fingers lower, but he drags them upwards, caressing down the lines of your abdomen) 

{Hums lowly, smirk still spread across pale lips, eyes however directed at the bare body in front of him, still observing every little detail, memorizing them one by one. When the other falls silent he looks up, leaning forward to catch his lips in a brief kiss prior to speaking himself.;} Are you implying that you want a key to my apartment, doll? {Closes his eyes, lower lip trembling just slightly as the other’s fingers continue to trail along his body, of course wanting more of the male’s heated touch, not bothering to answer and instead stepping forward, pushing the other backwards, pressing his back up against the chilled tile, palms resting flat against the wall on each side of Luhan’s head.;} Teaser now are we? {He mumbles lowly, breath caressing the male’s skin as his fingers skims downwards along  his lower back.;}