PRETTY BOY | Seongjoong ✨

50k {WOOSAN SMUT} gift!

50k reads woosan celebration! Only for you, my dirty bananas! tysm! i still can't believe this! enjoy this spicy chapter; ♡
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Wooyoung walked into his boyfriend's apartment, his hands packed with paper bags with food and snacks for him and San.

They have been having a lot of dates lately, but all of them would take place outside. To prepare something special, Wooyoung decided to surprise his boyfriend with a home cooked dinner later that day. But now, San was nowhere to be seen, making the teenager search the older's apartment out of curiosity.
He didn't expect the model to greet him, since he came by unannounced, but shouldn't he be given at least a hug? He checked the bathroom and the office, but it was all empty. The only room left was their bedroom.

And that's when he heard it.

Low groan escaped San's lips, the model sitting on his gaming chair, his hand moving up and down his length slowly. There was some threesome porn playing on the screen. He must have been so into his actions, that he didn't hear the front door open. Wooyoung was upset and kind of glad about that, because he managed to catch him doing this stuff.

"EKHEM" Wooyoung pretended to clear his throat, gaining San's attention, his eyebrows furrowed. The man jumped, quickly putting his dick back to his boxers, turning the site off and facing his boyfriend, red faced and panting.

"I see you're enjoying yourself just fine without me" the teenager said, crossing his arms on his chest, sounding clearly upset.

"i-i can explain!" San hurried to find an excuse but he knew there was no use.

"oh really? how are you going to explain yourself masturbating when i'm gone? And a threesome porn? I guess i'm not enough when it's just us two alone?" Wooyoung was trying really hard not to go back to his dark past in his thoughts. He was lacking self confidence because of it. He didn't want to think of himself as someone that is 'not enough' ever again.

"Well, i just wanted to check something Woo... I-i swear that's all!" San answered in an innocent voice, showing Wooyoung that he really meant no harm. But it struck the boy like a lightning, something tightening in his chest, his vision becoming blurry. He was mad. And he will teach San a life long lesson.

San did not expect what happened next.

"Get on the bed." Wooyoung ordered him coldly, his eyes turning darker, anger flowing through his veins.

"Wooyoung-ah, what do y-"

"I said, get. on. the. fucking. bed." the boy's voice was so low and dangerous, San almost felt small. He obeyed nonetheless, kind of intrigued by what the younger had came up with.

When the older sat on the edge of the bed, he stared at his boyfriend, who was walking up to him slowly, glaring straight into his eyes. Wooyoung unbuckled his belt slowly and took it out of his jeans' loops.

"keep your wrists at the back, hold them together" was all he ordered, his hyung scared with this new face of his, obeying without a single word. Wooyoung wrapped the harsh leather belt around San's milky wrists, making sure the older won't be able to move them even in the slightest. Walking back to the front of his man, the teenager started to unbutton the older's dress shirt, opening it completely and letting it fall back, exposing his broad chest.

"one thing left" Wooyoung said, his eyes fixated on one of the bedside drawers, his hands reaching for a sleek black blindfold.

"Um, Woo-" San wanted to explain the misunderstanding, but he was once again cut off before he could get out any words.

"shut up" the younger silenced him, his tone calm yet stern. He placed the blindfold over San's eyes, enjoying the sight of his now completely submissive man.