𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑜𝑠 | 𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑛

❧ - 16

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- 𝕊𝕀𝕏𝕋𝔼𝔼ℕ -

𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦

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wooyoung was pressed against the wall, hands pinned over his head- trapped under sans gaze.

the two had gotten back from the club with their friends not even ten minutes ago- the night filled with drinks and flirting among them.

during the time they were there hongjoong and seonghwa had disappeared together, yeosang and jongho started dating- and yunho and mingi took the liberty of making out the whole night.

and san and wooyoung?

well the two roommates had spent all night pushing each other back and forth over the edge, sending little gazes here and there, small touches or words that suggested sinful things.

and that that they were home- at 4 am, both more sober than they'd like to admit, everything they played around with would be coming true. though nothing had actually happened yet, the dorm was dark and silent aside from the whimpers wooyoung let out at every nip san gave at his neck.

the feeling sent shocks across the youngers skin, after all this time he finally felt sans lips- but only on his neck, and not where he had actually wanted them; on his lips.

wooyoung wanted to kiss san so badly, wanted to press his lips to his and pour out all of his growing emotions.

he wanted to carelessly bite at his lip, slip his tongue past them and get lost in the feeling of sans kiss- so much so he had almost made the mistake of doing it.

and if he had done it, he wouldn't have been able to contain his feelings, because of course san only wanted to hook up right? two hot boys living with one another, it was bound to happen. but wooyoung had realized he wanted more, much more. he wanted to hold san, kiss and hug him whenever he felt like it.

he wanted to hold his hand, go on dates and fall asleep cuddled up in his arms- he wanted to be with san, and the want only grew and grew each and every day they spent together.

but san didn't want that, wooyoung thought.

he never would.

so wooyoung simply pushed away the thought of more, biting at his own lip to fight the need of sans lips on his- he only let san ravish his neck, giving the boy access to whatever he wanted because it was then closest wooyoung would ever get to actually having him.

he let san run his hands along his waist, and didn't argue when the older tugged at his pants. san unbuckled wooyoungs belt, helping the boy out of his pants so he was left in just his button up, the sight melted him.

of course san wanted to kiss him, he wanted to steal away the boys moans, be the reason for his pleasure and the blush on his face- and he wanted to claim his lips as his own.

but wooyoung didn't want that, did he?

to san, the younger seemed perfectly content with what he had been doing to him- and even if san wanted more, he didn't want to lose what wooyoung was giving him.

he only wanted to please the other, so that's what he did- he found himself on his knees, his tongue licking at wooyoungs tip, teasing the boy.

he looked up at the younger, feeling his chest swell up with pride when wooyoung whimpered, eyes shut tight and hands failing to grip at anything. he always loved making the boy fall under him, breaking him down so sweetly.

so he repeated the action a bit more before wrapping his lips around him, taking him into his mouth slowly.

"s-san," wooyoung moaned, finally curling his hands into sans hair, bucking his hips forward a bit.

san didn't mind, and only focused on pleasuring wooyoung, he wanted to pour everything he felt out, even if this was the only way he could do it.

the older began to bob his head, moaning when wooyoung bucked his hips again, he felt heavy on his tongue, and the weight excited him.

"oh fuck," wooyoung became a mess, he wasn't usually one to receive head, and the fact that it was from san drove him crazy- he felt dumb, mind numbing with pleasure and he didn't want it to end.

the quicker and deeper san went the worse it became, he didn't know when it happened, but at some point he had started guiding sans head himself, practically face fucking his roommate's wet mouth.

he was so close, and san could tell, he could feel him twitch in his mouth, could feel the boys thrusts grow sloppier and his breath grow labored. and after a few seconds wooyoung came, cum shooting down sans throat.

slowly san pulled away, licking a stripe up wooyoungs length before standing again, wiping a line of cum from his lips and gripping at the shorters waist to keep him from stumbling.

the two stared at one another, wooyoung with glossy eyes, and sans locked on the others lips. they looked so pretty, soft and pink- and san wanted nothing more than to feel them on his own.

"kitty," he breathed out, eyes flicking up to wooyoungs eyes for a second when the boy moaned softly.

he wanted to tug at them, run them between his teeth and kiss the boy for so long they'd grow swollen and slick with spit.

"oh my gosh, you are beautiful." san lifted a hand to wooyoungs face, thumbing at his cheek, then dropping his thumb to run across his lip.

"woo, please let me kiss you~"

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I SWEAR THAT AINT A 1D REFERENCE BUT ALSO HI MY BRITISH (AND IRISH) BABIES

mkay so suddenly i'm the biggest fucking simp on earth for my friend uhm

help???

i'd rant ab him and everything's that happened since we met but v's gonna beat my ass for speaking so much

😌👺

ig apush nd aplang boy will just be friends- no more home wrecking for me 😔✊

p.s. v i miss u idc if i saw u yesterday love me

k bye

~ lix ~

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