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SAN
Wooyoung looked down at him with hooded eyes, the confused expression on his face slowly morphing into that of want.
''Do you not want to?''San asked breathlessly.
''It's not that...it's just...I don't think i'm ready yet to ...you know..like..the thing.''Wooyoung stuttered, his face turning completely red.
San frowned but he immediately realized what Wooyoung was thinking and he couldn't help the laugh that left his lips right after.''Wait, what did you think i meant by that?''
''Is that not it?"
''No baby. I'm not going to pressure you into something you're not ready for. That should be on your terms.''
Wooyoung blinked.''Oh.''
San kissed the tip of his nose.''You're so fucking cute you know that?''
''Stop flirting with me. ''
He smirked.''Why? Do i make you nervous?"
''Shut up.''
San smiled and began dropping soft kisses down his neck. Wooyoung's neck vein that San would always stare at when he wasn't looking was prominent as usual and San just never understood why he found that shit attractive. He ran his tongue along it and keened with pride when he heard a subtle moan above him.
''But then what did you mean by that?"Wooyoung asked, hands cupping San's face but making no attempt of stopping his ministrations.
He however stopped himself to look up at Wooyoung.''Wanted us to do something a little more than kissing. Wanted you to make me feel good. ''
''You sound so narcisstic right now?"
''Why? I deserve that much after all that anxiety and stress you put me through don't you think? In case you haven't noticed, i've wanted to kiss and touch you like this ever since i realized how much i love you. All that sexual tension that's been building up between us just took a fucking toll on me. I don't know what to do with myself around you. My self control just disappears.'' San admitted to him.
Wooyoung's breath hitched.''San'ah.''
''I'll make you feel good then. You don't have to do much. I'll take care of you Young'ah''San slipped his hand in between them and touched the top button of Wooyoung's shirt.
''Can i?''he whispered desperately.
Wooyoung bit his lower lip and nodded.''Please.''
San connected their lips together just as he began unbuttoning Wooyoung's shirt. It was like he was kissing him for the first time whenever their lips reconnected and San loved every moment of it. Those soft luscious lips were like a drug to him. He wasted no time sliding his tongue in and wrapping it around Wooyoung's. Their breathing picked up and that familiar sound of wet lips gliding against each other sounded loud in the room.