Utopia ♡ Ateez OT8

ELEVEN: a day of firsts 🔞

🔞 mature content 🔞
(Also mentions of mental health and a brief scars)

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My alarm goes off in its usual noisy fashion, causing my body to sit upright and reach for my phone. I hit snooze, then flop backwards. Sans hands immediately grab for me and pull my body into him, tucking my head into his neck with his hands.

“Sorry to wake you.” I mumble.

“It is ok.” he replies, his voice deep from sleep, his hands stroking my hair. “Do you really need to get up now?”

“30 minutes, then I really need to get up. My uncle is picking me up at 7am so I have 40 minutes.” 

“Is 10 minutes enough time for you to get ready?” he asks.

“More than enough. All I need to do is wash my face, brush my teeth, get changed and put a hat on.” I reply. “I am walking up to Namsan Tower, hardly going down a runway. There is no one to impress.” I laugh. “Except you, that is.”

“Oh, you’ve already made an impression. A very very good one too.” A deep chuckle vibrates from his chest.

We stay cuddled and dozing until I need to get up. I slide out of bed without waking him and get myself ready in the bathroom. I jump slightly when I go back into my room to find San sitting upright, a hand rubbing the top of his head as he looks at me with one eye open.

“Stay here. Go back to sleep.” I say, as San tries to get out of my bed.

“Are you sure you don’t mind me staying in your bed while you are gone?” He asks.

“Of course not. I will be back in about 2 hours. If you are still sleeping, then I will cuddle you.” I reply, crawling up the bed to kiss him.

“Just cuddles?” He grins as I sit on top of him.

“Well, maybe a bit more than that.” I smirk as I lean down to kiss him again.

“You are turning me on, sunshine.” He warns.

I give a small roll of my hips, resulting in a small groan from San. “I can feel.”

“You are playing a dangerous game.” He says, flipping us over suddenly. “I might just have to keep you from leaving.”

I laugh at the change of position before his lips collide with mine. I can feel his neediness through his kisses and I feel bad for getting him worked up just as I am about to leave. His hands move down my body, settling between my legs. I can’t help but whimper as he rubs me through my leggings. 

“You sound so pretty.” He mumbles against my lips. 

My body is screaming at me to stay in bed with him, making it harder for me to pull away from his plump lips. Luckily I don’t have to make that decision as my phone ringing separates us. He moves his hand from between my legs to my hand, holding it gently.

“That will be my Uncle Jihoon waiting in the car.” I say as San rests his forehead against mine. “Unless you want him coming in here to drag me out of bed, I need to go.”

“I would fight him.” He smirks.

“He is 186cm and a former boxer.” I respond.

“Fuck, ok then. You can go.” He laughs.

My Uncle Jihoon is similar to my dad. Tall, pure muscle, very intimidating looking, but inside was just a giant teddy bear. 

“I will let you go on one condition.” He says, pecking at my lips.