Ateez OS (Smut Vers.)

⛧A Devil Named Angel⛧

⛧Angel X Demon
⛧Top: San (Angel)
⛧Bottom: Wooyoung (Demon)
⛧Fingering, Kissing
⛧Both are under the influence of alcohol,  stay safe and don't copy them

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Heavy bass vibrated in Wooyoung's body and made his blood boil while he wrapped his fingers tighter around the glass in his hand.

He sat comfortably on a high chair, watching the crowd on the dancing floor while he occasionally sipped on the drink one of his friends bought him. It tasted sweet and addictive, and the alcohol did an effective job of clouding his mind and relaxing him.

The demon almost liked being at the club. Almost.

Originally, he wanted to relax while reading a good book and drinking some hot tea, but then his friends showed up, forcibly dressed him in some really revealing clothes, and dragged him to a shady little club on earth with the weird name "Sugar Rush Ride" (yes, it's txt).

It was loud, hot, and way too crowded inside and if it had not been for the hand on his shoulder holding him back, Wooyoung would've turned around and left the second he entered.

But unsurprisingly, his friends succeeded in dragging him to the bar and after they gave him a really tasty Malibu (passion fruit) to start off, it wasn't so bad anymore. He could bear it.

But now, he was all alone. Friends were nowhere to be seen, and already his fourth drink in hand (he decided to try the whole menu, and damn, the cocktails were the only good thing here so far).

They probably went off to the dance floor and/or were looking for someone to get laid, Wooyoung didn't know. And he didn't care.

The demon took another sip of the mojito he was now drinking, and just as he was about to decide whether to go home or stay, he felt a heavy hand touching his shoulder and hot breath on his ear:"Hey beautiful, what's your name?"

"...you can call me Angelo." There was no way in hell he'd tell his real name to a random person, no matter the amount of alcohol he had had. The stranger's reply came so smoothly it was almost suspicious:"Angelo. An angelic name for someone as stunning as an angel."

The reason that stupid phrase was working had to be the cocktails.

"And who are you?" Wooyoung decided to humor the stranger. He could play along for a little longer. The stranger grabbed a chair next to his and sat down. His posture was relaxed as he waved for a bartender to notice him:"My name's San."

San. Sounded hot. For a stranger, anyway. He didn't mention his race or origin, but that didn't matter. The demon didn't care, either.

"What'd ya want?" Wooyoung had difficulty pronouncing his words because his tongue felt weirdly heavy, but he managed somehow and proudly nodded at his own success.

He was awesome, being able to ask such a difficult question.

The stranger smiled, showing dimples. It was cute.

"You", he said. Stunned, Wooyoung blinked. How could someone want him? He wasn't something that could be given to someone. "How?"

San softly grabbed his arm and started pulling Wooyoung toward the dance floor. He didn't stop there, tho. They walked straight past the mass of swaying bodies and towards a dark, heavy door.

San pulled out a key card and opened it with ease. Behind it lay a dark, long corridor...Wooyoung couldn't really see anything else but darkness. He stumbled a bit as San continued pulling him down the hallway.

He opened another door and this time, the demon could actually see what was behind it: A spacious room with a bed in the middle. The lights were dimmed, the bedsheets black, and on the nightstand stood a little basket with something inside.

San carefully closed the door and locked it before he placed Wooyoung on the soft mattress. While the demon was busy looking around, he started leisurely taking off his shirt. "Hey, why exactly are we-" Wooyoung couldn't finish the sentence because soft lips shut him up.

Pretty effectively.

He could feel San's firm chest against it and lifted his hand to stroke against the other's sharp jawline, enamored by its feeling. The other moaned quietly and started stroking Wooyoung's back, up and down while he moved his lips and took the other's breath away.

It wasn't long until the demon could feel his blood burn in his veins and heat started to pulse in his lower belly. He gasped as San's hand found its way underneath his shirt and started caressing his back.

Not knowing what to do or how to satisfy the aching he felt, Wooyoung's body twitched and trembled in San's embrace. The demon pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air. He felt hot, hot, hot.

San smiled at the sight of the younger's flushed cheeks and started unbuttoning his shirt. Overwhelmed by the situation, Wooyoung simply grabbed the other's shoulder and took a deep breath which turned into a loud moan as San started nipping and biting his chest, leaving colorful hickeys to bloom.

"S-San, what- argh" Wooyoung winced at a particularly hard bite and closed his eyes. He had lost all strength in his body and dropped onto the mattress completely, helpless.

San sat up and grabbed the younger's hips to pull down his pants. Here, too, he started kissing the lush skin and enjoyed how he made Wooyoung shudder and gasp. He knew that the boy he picked up wasn't very experienced (obviously) so he went slower as he usually would, being considerate.

Wooyoung moaned again as he felt lips closing around his length, his trembling fingers grabbed San's soft hair while the other sucked him off. The heat in his belly grew stronger and stronger, but just as he was about to climax, he felt something wet touch his butt. Something foreign found its way inside him and prodded around his hole.

"Ahhh, wait, no, it's weird-" He lifted his head to see what was going on, but San's lips on his stifled his protest. Wooyoung grabbed his partner's shoulders, tears started to form in his eyes. The intrusion into his body hurt, the feeling wasn't pleasant at all. San kept kissing him, biting him. He hoped to distract the demon from the weird feeling and thus, get him to relax.

"Shhh, it's okay. I got you. Don't worry." He inserted a second finger, searching for the prostate while his other hand grabbed Wooyoung's length and stroked it. The other moaned again, lost between pleasure and pain.

He looked pretty with tears running down his cheeks, eyes closed and lips slightly open.

And then, the fingers inside Wooyoung touched a spot that made him tingle all over. He almost screamed in surprise, eyes wide open and body twitching. San grinned and kept hitting the spot, sending Wooyoung off to ecstasy.

It didn't take the younger long to cum. White ribbons sprayed onto his and San's chest, and he collapsed afterward. Satisfied and very, very tired he blinked once before he drifted off to sleep.

San just watched him, before he pulled his fingers out and covered the demon with the blanket. He just smiled and headed off to the bathroom connected with the room.

He'd need to take care of his arousal by himself.