Desire (ATEEZ Boy x Boy Oneshots Book II)

M | Aras | San x Wooyoung

Here's a "quick" one for you guys!

"Congratulations, ATEEZ!" the MC shouted.

All eight members plus the staff jumped in excitement. They had just won their first music show for Fireworks.

Wooyoung excitedly skipped to San and intertwined their hands. He kissed the older on his nose. "So?"

"You've worked hard, Woo," San softly said.

"We've both worked hard. All of us." Wooyoung leaned in, and they momentarily kissed.

Wooyoung and San had been dating for about three months. Even though the length seemed short, everyone saw it coming months, maybe even a few years, ahead.

"Ew. Get a room," Yeosang commented playfully.

San smirked. "We might."

But Wooyoung was the opposite. "You need love in your life, Yeosang," he fired back.

"To end up like you two? No."

"You don't want to?" Jongho jumped in. "No one?"

Yeosang rolled his eyes. "Stop trying to flirt with me. It won't work, and that was a one-time thing."

WooSan shared a look. "What thing?"

"Nothing." Yeosang walked away with a pouting Jongho behind him. Wooyoung and San chuckled then fell silent.

Wooyoung squeezed their still-handholding hands. "Come with me."

San looked around. "Babe, we have to-"

"Just come."

"We can't. We gotta go-"

"Come!" Wooyoung whined. San gave in and followed.

As soon as the door closed, Wooyoung pushed his boyfriend onto a black couch in the dressing room. He straddled San's lap and stroked his face.

"Are you needy, babe?" San tenderly asked. Wooyoung nodded.

"I just see your body and cocky look on stage, and-" he sighed. "I'm so whipped for you, San." His hands inched down to lift San's shirt and rub his abs.

San held his wrists while looking into Wooyoung's eyes. The way the stylists made his hair to a slick back was immaculate; Wooyoung was so clearly displaying his beautiful eyes now.

"Tell me how to help you," San said.

Wooyoung eagerly embraced San's neck as soon as he said that. Their lips crashed into a heavy kiss. San was so caught off, he felt deprived of air for a moment.

"Make it quick, yeah? Or we get in trouble." Wooyoung smirked at the thought of his words possibly coming true.

"Mhm," San hummed as they still kissed. His hands fumbled with undoing Wooyoung's pants. They would also naughtily squeezed his thighs.

The two spent some time attacking each other's mouths. For some reason, Wooyoung wasn't giving up control to San, and he was losing patience.

"Enough," San said in a low voice. "On the counter."

Wooyoung pouted. "Wait-"

"No."

"San-"

"Wooyoung."

San's eyes fell a little dark. Wooyoung swallowed his argument and obeyed. He knew if he didn't, San would hold this over him until they could "discuss" it at home.

Wooyoung's cheeks grew pink as he sat onto the counter they'd done his hair at an hour before.

"Look up," San ordered, lifting his chin. When he saw how flustered Wooyoung was, he chuckled. "You look beautiful when you blush."

The comment struck one of Wooyoung's nerves. "Only when I blush?"

San squinted. "Yes."

"Hmph." Wooyoung looked away.

San rolled his eyes but wrapped a hand around Wooyoung's size. Their roles were a bit arbitrary. But mainly, San dominated Wooyoung in bed.

Only, Wooyoung's character dominated San enough to do as he commanded.

"Ugh... San," Wooyoung groaned. He propped himself onto his elbows to see how the older was sucking him. He was doing it really well, too.

"S-San," Wooyoung said a little louder. He could feel the wetness pooling down around his inner thighs. San was parting his lips and letting a little drool fall on his burning skin.

San's crisp tongue traced down to Wooyoung's entrance. He spent a generous amount of time teasing his boyfriend.

"Hurry up!" Wooyoung whined. A loud yell left his mouth when San smacked his skin.

"You're so fucking dramatic," San muttered. "And you wanted to do this now."

San licked his fingers and pressed them in without hesitation. The action made Wooyoung squirm while trying to close his legs.

"Stop," San growled, one hand gripping his thigh to stay open. Wooyoung moaned and arched his back.

"S-San! Oh!" Wooyoung shouted. "Right there." His face heated as San's digits pushed his skin in all the right places.

"How cute. You're going to cum only from my fingers." San noted how Wooyoung's dick leaked cum. He licked it, and that only stimulated Wooyoung further.

Then, with a loud curse, Wooyoung came. San smirked while touching his cum and letting him have a taste.

Wooyoung giggled. "San," he called.

"Hm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, babe."

San assisted his boyfriend with cleaning up and dressing into their stage outfits again. They still had a schedule for the day and were already running late.

"Oh, and I think you're beautiful every time of the day," San whispered, placing a kiss on Wooyoung's temple. He burrowed his nose into the younger one's hair.

"Thank you. I know I am." Wooyoung hugged San tight as they left the hot dressing room.