Best Friends? | Woosan |

Touch me /8

"Then let's fix that shall we?" San whispers in his ear, his voice seductive yet kind and somehow scared, his hands roam around Wooyoung's small framed body, making sure to pass every single curve the boy has to offer

Not having San touch him this intimately for some time was something Wooyoung started to fantasize almost every night, just these little touches could make him ejaculate, the feeling of San's fingertips running up and down his body makes the male whimper, embarrassed, hoping his best friend didn't hear the lewd single noise come out from his mouth

But San does, obsessed with the little noises he can make the younger spill out of his mouth unknowingly, almost forced, Wooyoung having his hand closing his mouth trying his best to stop making those noises, feeling ashamed for being this weak with only little touches

Pulling the comfy blanket slightly off their bodies San's eyes drift from the red blushed face to the small body pressed against him, covered by a single piece of clothing, a hoodie, San's hoodie, covering Wooyoung's body from being oversized over his own figure, the sleeves hiding away his hands, the front of the hoodie slightly larger exposing Wooyoung's veiny neck as well as his milky skinny collarbone

His hands slide from his magnetic waist to the soft torso of the boy, his fingers brushing against his covered nipples making Wooyoung's eyes squeeze shut, muffling yet another loud wimper with the his hand across his mouth, his saliva starting to wet the fabric, making it sticky to his hand

A shock of electricity runs up Wooyoung's body when the pair of hands pass from his hard nipples downwards, getting to his tummy, San's fingers touch the format of his V line, remembering the spot from his vivid memory of touching It last time they had this kind of contact, smiling with how easily his hands make the younger boy a mess under him

Wooyoung bites the interior of his cheeks, feeling the warm saliva slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth down his chin, San's hands teasing him, passing his fingers up and down his line, getting under his boxer briefs almost touching his hard on, feeling the cotton hoodie getting pushed down along with his fingers

Cursing mentally hoping for the boy's hands to make themselves more comfortable under the hoodie instead of torturing him with the dirty touches using the fabric just to tease the whimpering boy

"San" he says in a muffled voice, the boy's body heating up with his Insistent touches which turned him on, San's hands tired of teasing the same spot over and over again, they move down, brushing against Wooyoung's hard member

"An~ S-San" Wooyoung's cheeks get even more red, painting his pale skin with a crimson shade, using both his hands to cover up his mouth biting the black fabric from making anymore lewd noises, his eyes starting to tear up from the constant teasing, his body searching for skin touch that he instantly gets making him moan into his covered hands when San's fingers glide to his thighs, caressing the skin making sure to keep on teasing the boy while all his fingers get under the boy's boxers, touching the rest of his thighs

Feeling goosebumps run up his body from San's touch, his breath starts to get faster and faster, his hand gripping San's shoulder, squeezing the covered skin while his hips start moving on their own, his cock getting attention with the friction on San's leg

San's hands slide under the boys hoodie, getting to the waistband of the boxer's briefs, his fingers start playing around with the fabric, putting only the tip inside and pulling it out again, putting all the length of his digit inside almost making contact with Wooyoung's throbbing shaft , the boy moans his name while his hips jolted upwards looking for the now missing finger

Frustrated, Wooyoung's hands stop San's teasing ones and push the boy over getting on top of him, San's lower body laying down while the half top is slightly up, his head resting on the bed frame