Best Served Cold

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Wooyoung had never seen his body littered with this many marks before since S didn't really mark him and neither did San but he didn't think much about that until now as his body was almost glowing pink from all the marks San put on him. Of course, this was after they finally managed to detach from each other and head to San's temporary residence. The other had probably made Wooyoung cum more times than he can count again, making both of them lose their minds as he couldn't stop pounding into his ass. It took Wooyoung yelling at him to stop before he eventually did, running out of steam himself.

"You really lost it, huh?" Wooyoung chuckled as he dipped into the bath San prepared. They had held hands while walking out of the smoking area although Wooyoung whined to be carried after that since his back ached a lot.

"What can I say?" San mumbled against his shoulder since he was back hugging Wooyoung in the bathtub. "I love you so much."

Wooyoung leaned on him and groaned softly. "I love you too. Didn't take you to be this much of a sex fiend."

"Do you hate it?"

"No. It...it's more satisfying than I care to admit," Wooyoung mumbled softly as he snuggled into San's embrace but paused when he felt something poke him. "Are you..."

"S-sorry."

"How do you even have so much energy?"

"I train...cardio...I needed it for my job and I wasn't sure if you were strong so I had to train a lot to make sure I could lift you with ease."

Wooyoung laughed and glanced back at San. "What if I had gotten really fat, huh? What then?"

San pouted and scrunched his nose. "Maybe I would have forced you to work out instead then? Whether you are fat or slim, I would still.."

"Hmm?"

"Nothing."

Wooyoung kissed his nose and pressed a quick kiss on his lips but San devoured his lips in return, kissing him aggressively with his tongue. Wooyoung flinched but melted into the kiss, hugging him tightly as he changed position to straddle San who held onto his back almost desperately. Wooyoung knew this was going to lead to maybe a couple more rounds but he didn't care. They had wasted a few months by now and he didn't want to part from San again as he lowered his body onto San's member, grunting softly as San soothed his back by rubbing it gently.

"Isn't this too much for your body?" San asked worriedly while pressing more kisses onto his chest.

"Well, I need to make sure I can keep up with you, you horny beast. You trapped me in a room for almost a week just fucking me."

"I-I won't do it again," San whimpered, still afraid that he wouldn't be forgiven for that.

"Why not?"

"Huh?"

"You said it just now ah..." Wooyoung moaned as he sat deeper onto San. "That it feels better... Hah... with my consent."

"Wait... That means..."

Wooyoung cupped his cheeks and kissed him. "Means...I'm not against it. We just have to discuss things properly first. Alright? No more attacking me suddenly."

San became teary eyed and hugged Wooyoung tightly, causing him to gasp.

"Easy there. No need to cut my air off."

"Sorry. I just.. I never thought you would agree to it. You don't mind that I'm...a sadist?"

"I'll just have to ask Yeosang to hire another baker if I take a break from work," he said and San tilted his head. "If I minded, I wouldn't have come here to find you."