Un matin tu dansais | c.s + j.wy

le val d'amour

[the valley of love]

San didn't control himself in kissing Wooyoung with the whole energy he had in his body. He tried his best to stay calm and enjoy that little contact, at first, but right after, when Wooyoung's hands wandered through his locks and pushed him closer, he lost it. His tongue was doing magic in the younger's mouth, making little whines to escape the kiss. That sound alone was shutting San's mind completely out, his desires growing more evident in his body and his groin.

Wooyoung was too busy with enjoying the kiss to do anything; he wasn't like this, usually. He enjoyed doing it fast and hard, without spending too much time in it; instead, San's was pulling him in a new world of unexplored sensations and pleasures.

When San started again to kiss the younger's scented and smooth neck, Wooyoung decided to make a step further, sitting on San's lap and straddling his hips. That position only aroused both even more, as the boy sitting on the sofa started to push their bodies together, whilst the upper boy helped him with moving his hips in slow and deep circles.

The older didn't waste a single second more to pull away Wooyoung's shirt, starting immediately after to eat his appearance with his eyes. And his hands. And his mouth. He was literally exploring Wooyoung like a new type of drug. The way his body twitched at every touch, the sounds his mouth left at every kiss, was driving him crazy.

On the other side, Wooyoung started to unbutton San's shirt, licking his lips in discovering his lean and toned body. Not as muscular as his own, but still satisfying at the only look. The touch could only feel better. That's why he slowly made the shirt its way out brushing his shoulders, leaving both shirtless. San pushed his body closer at that, wanting to feel their chest to heat up together. Then, he started again to taste the younger's skin, enjoying the saltiness he was having due to the first sweat drops.

"Don't leave marks... I h-have to work, you know." Wooyoung stuttered out. San lifted his gaze and responded with a smirk.

"I don't take orders, honey." He kissed the guy again with even more intensity than before, as his hand started to fondle in between that prohibited part that Wooyoung was harshly pushing against his own body. This made a moan from the younger to interrupt their kiss. The moan didn't stay a lot alone, though, because as San continued with his touch, Wooyoung's voice erupted into the hot and humid air.

The younger rested his hands at the sides of his back, giving San a more extended sight of his body, as he started to push his hips more towards his hand, gluing their eyes together and he continued moaning. That look itself had nothing innocent in it. It was driving San's mind in some dreadful spots. He wasn't sure anymore if he only wanted to touch him, to be drunk of his body, or to go straight to the point and reach his highest pleasure. Everything was pleasing him so much that he couldn't make a decision.

He decided to keep watching at Wooyoung's eyes, though. He unzipped his pants and touched him directly on his naked pleasure, observing every single one of his expressions. Wooyoung couldn't handle it and had to shut his eyes to moan louder and go against that hand, which was doing magic on him. His voice became louder as San teased the tip of the shaft with his fingers, then his movements turned drastically slower. Wooyoung didn't accept it, though, so he pushed his hips upwards, making San to chuckle.

"S-san... Please..." he said while biting his lips. His raspy voice created goosebumps all over San's body.

"You're already begging me? It's pretty early. We've barely started, honey." Wooyoung swore that look was driving him insane, like he could just look at it and melt himself in his pleasure.

"Stand up, come with me." San said before pushing him away from his lap, standing up and offering him a hand to help. He started to walk in direction of his bedroom. Wooyung took advantage of the moment to stare more at San's body, but he didn't have enough braveness to stop him and touch it there, right in the middle of his house. His capability of thinking about something to do had been totally killed by that firm and authoritarian voice.

When reaching the bedroom, both the guys started to undress, until they were completely naked. Wooyoung's body, with his perfect lines, made San dizzy. He gripped his wrist and made their way to his king-size bed, making Wooyoung to lay down directly next to him.
He started to kiss slowly his neck and his body again, never having enough of his taste.
On the other side, Wooyoung needed to satisfy San to feel even more pleasure, so he immediately started to stroke his rod, making San so left little sighs on his skin.

San's sight was foggy and intoxicated from pleasure. He was intoxicated from Wooyoung, he didn't want to waste a second more.
The directed to his eyes another of those looks which drove the younger in another lustful dimension, before inching closer with his hands, inviting him to wet his fingers.

"I guess you know what you have to do." San's voice rumbled in Wooyoung's mind as his tongue was wetting his fingers, whilst his eyes didn't miss a single of the older's reaction to the touch he still hadn't interrupted between his legs. Honestly, they were both so impatient right now. Wooyoung craved to hear more of San's voice while letting out moans for him.

"Enough." San said as pushing both his own and the other's away, starting again to kiss this neck. His digits made his way between the younger's legs, which were already spread apart for him. He started to prepare the other with them, gulping at the tightness. Wooyoung's body winced and twitched as San was curling his fingers inside him, his moans were now loud and clear and his back was arching upwards.

"S-San..."

San only looked at him in response, driving him even crazier, making his voice even higher without doing anything more.

"E-enough..." he choked out, but San didn't like it, so he drastically pushed his fingers deeper, but in a terrible slow way. Wooyoung gasped, almost choking on his breath.

"I don't take orders, remember?"

Wooyoung's rod leaked more each time San talked to him. He had never felt so aroused in his life. Neither San had, and that's why now it was actally enough, for both, to hold on.
He stood up, making his way to the drawer to grab some condom and a lube, before laying in between the younger's legs and preparing his way to mash with him.

He grabbed his own shaft and started to enter Wooyoung's cavern, until he was almost all the way in, so he took his hips in his hands, holding him from his lowerback. Wooyoung was holding his breath, biting his arm to push back the moans which were navigating his throat. It was too early even for him to moan, since San hadn't move a single inch, to wait for his adjustment. And he waited until the younger nodded before moving.

He pushed his hips backwards and then rammed all the way in, both moaning for the sudden pleasure. That's when San begun his journey of thrusts, going so slow but deep that Wooyoung wasn't capable of following his thoughts, or even being disappointed, because he was drowning in pleasure. Every time he was about to ask for more, San pulled out and pushed even deeper, making his eyes to widen then his mouth to open, the grip on his shoulders to leave some evident scratches on it. San wasn't bothered, though.

When it felt the right moment, San started to thrust faster in him, leaving low moans in his ear and feeling himself close to his edge. For Wooyoung, it was the same.

"Yes, yes... T-there..." San lifted a leg of the younger a bit more, reaching even more spots so that the boy under him could sigh and mutter incomprehensible words, as demanding for more. He was desperately chasing his release. That's when San drastically slowed down again, driving him crazy.

"Ah, San..."

"What?" San whispered in his ear, grabbing his throbbing pleasure and winning another whine from him.

"F-faster."

"Faster what?"

"Please." Wooyoung choked out. San didn't miss how his liquid spilled out when he was talking, the other must be really close as he was desperately trying to say. So he started again, faster and harder than before, making both to drown in pleasure until they reached their high, moaning their names on each other's mouth.