Facades of Souls

Chapter 12

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   The royal couple ate their dinner joyfully with Wooyoung ordering 3 more bottles scaring San who up until now hasn't his first cup yet. " Calm down Wooyoung " said San trying to stop Wooyoung from gulping down yet another glass. " You are no fun " replied Wooyoung chugging down the cup like a mad man, refusing to give in to San's demands.

   " You are the most boring person I know bring me Jongho please " said Wooyoung giggling and filling his glass up no longer eating his food as he was more invested in drinking. That triggered San badly, making him glare at Wooyoung. " It shouldn't only be me drinking, you should as well " said Wooyoung standing next to San's chair who was very annoyed. Wooyoung placed his own cup near San's lip's indicating that he should drink.

   " You must be insane " said San gulping half of Wooyoung's glass before he pulled him on his lap. " What are you going to do about it? " asked Wooyoung smirking while looking at San with anticipation for his next move. Wooyoung placed his arms on San's next triggering every bit of patience he had left. The alcohol in San's system wasn't helping as he locked their lips not gently but so rough that Wooyoung gasped.

   He knew he triggered something in San because man he did feel something hard underneath him. He twirled deep down Wooyoung's mouth sucking Wooyoung's lips until they were visibly swollen. Wooyoung barely kept up with San's speed that he was struggling to breath. San then went from Wooyoung's lips down to his neck, remarking the same place. His tongue trailed around Wooyoung's neck like a vampire seeking blood.

   Wooyoung threw his head back allowing San so much access, he felt his body tremble and his mind astray. His heart pounding and his face completely flushed, he was turned on to the core and San was doing a god's work. His moans escaping from his mouth as he tried to hold his mouth so that he is not loud and the other arm holding on for dear life over San's neck.

   " No one is here, so let me hear your voice " growled San near Wooyoung's ear making Wooyoung jolt in his place unconsciously grinding on San. Wooyoung was already having a problem holding back his moans as he closed his eyes when San came back to his lips. San was good because Wooyoung's body was being satisfied.  " Quite the needy person you are Wooyoung ah " said San knowing well that Wooyoung was out of it the alcohol not helping him.

   " I-I'm not " stuttered Wooyoung breathlessly as he tried his best not to move much because he really did it by mistake. " You definitely are " said San ripping Wooyoung's jacket down his arms and when San reached Wooyoung's shirt to open it, he was stopped. San flared his eyes up at Wooyoung who trying his best to stop San from taking his shirt off. " Whats wrong? " asked San his head laying on Wooyoung's chest as he looked at him tugging on his hair , he was just as needy and thats not what he expected.

   It took everything in Wooyoung to stop San, how could he let San see his body when it was filled with marks and cuts, scars here and there. He couldn't simply just ruin their moment like that, but if San were to see it then he will most likely lose interest in him. " Please Wooyoung " begged San his eyes not leaving Wooyoung making tears rush to his eyes, what is he supposed to do? His mind is already blown away and he can't think straight especially when San was like this.

   San saw the sudden change of expression, as he slowly unbottomed Wooyoung's shirt and before Wooyoung could cover himself, San saw. Wooyoung's tears began to fall down as he looked away, he saw everything. He will hate it. He won't like it. This time Wooyoung was sobbing but very quietly refusing to see San's expression, he wouldn't be shocked if he threw him off his lap.