Desire (ATEEZ Boy x Boy Oneshots Book II)

M | Your Voice Arouses Me | Seonghwa x San

Reposted with edits.

San did interesting things.

When the members weren't home and left to do their schedules, he would shut his door, climb into his bed, throw over the sheets, pop headphones in,

listen to ASMR,

and masturbate.

San loved ASMR. The way it played with his ears made him want to touch his entire torso. It was true that ASMR gave people pleasure, mostly nonsexual, but for him, it was sexual. Let it be gentle blowing or whispers; his mind wouldn't hesitate to create explicit scenarios in his head. He wanted someone to blow on his tiny dick softly; someone to nip at his collarbone; someone to play with his nipples.

And then ATEEZ's individual contents were announced.

San became nervous when he heard Seonghwa was going to create ASMR content. What would he do? Watch it and masturbate to his friend's voice?

Yeah, that's exactly what he did.

San was hesitant at first. He was ashamed, even. Because doing it while listening to someone he's never met before might've been fine. But to one of his best friends? Who lived in the same house as he did? The thought made his cheeks flare red, prompting the other members to ask if he was doing okay. San would only nod and continue his duties.

Then one evening, he popped in his earbuds, searched for the video, and closed his eyes. San's eyes opened. He reached over to his drawer and pulled out a buttplug. After covering it in lube, he played the video again.

The plug slowly opened up San's walls as he sunk his teeth deep into his bottom lip. It fell into his tender skin until it was comfortably penetrating him. Then he exhaled.

"S-Seonghwa... Speak to me-"

"San! Cleaning time!" a voice yelled.

San yanked his earbuds off and hid them under his blanket just as Seonghwa entered. The oldest curiously squinted before shrugging.

"Afternoon nap?"

San tried to ignore that he was stripped underneath, waist down, under the covers. With a plug inside him. With the paused image of Seonghwa still on his turned-down phone screen.

"Mhm."

Seonghwa looked around the room. "It's your turn to wash clothes."

"I d-did it two days ago," San protested.

"Well, do it again. Get out so I can clean your room's floor too." Seonghwa set a hand on his hips.

"Uhm, give me a sec." San nervously smiled. His friend understood and left the room, knowing San was masturbating under the sheets. Which the younger was... but in a different way. It became normal now, a house of 8 men. San quickly stuffed everything into his drawer, all except the plug that was still deeply buried in his ass. With a red face, he left the room for Seonghwa to clean.

As more personal content was released, San began developing a crush for Seonghwa. It mainly came from his way of speaking. And especially the ASMR.

It made his breath hitch when the man spoke softly to him, not even from the videos anymore. Maybe it was a San, help me do this, or San, I'm really proud of you. His heart pounded if he ever found himself pressed against Seonghwa's chest for hugs or cuddles. If the male spoke, he felt the vibrations of his soft, deep voice passing through to his body.

San was so affected that he had to rush to the bathroom every once in a while to relieve himself.

One night San lay in bed, feeling bored. Yunho was on an overnight schedule, so he slept alone. The other members were probably sleeping, so he scrolled through his videos until landing on a specific one.