My Dirty Dancer (WooSan) (COMPLETED)

10: we're alone now

Second chapter of today, and the longest one yet, and a smut warning, enjoy reading!
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Wooyoung's POV

We're both still wearing the ears, walking towards the parking lot.

'Let's take a walk through the park', I point at a "park", which really isn't much more than a two rows of trees with a pathway in between, but it looks so cozy, barely lit by yellow streetlights.

'Sure'

He takes my hand while we're walking, tightly, but it's comfortable. There's nobody around us, we're the only ones walking here and it's dead quiet. Not awkward silence, but a nice, enjoyable silence wrapping around us like a blanket.

'We're alone now', San notices as if he read my mind, and turns, now facing me.

'We are'

'So... Can I kiss you now?'

I look around, confirming no one is around, to nod and lean into the kiss. His lips touch mine, first softly, feathery, a light touch, then he places a hand on the back of my head, strengthening the kiss, firmly holding me while he enters his tongue.

It feels as if I'm on clouds, wanting this moment to last forever, grabbing San's shirt to pull him closer. I just want to be closer to him, close isn't close enough.

He slowly releases the kiss, wrapping his arms around me instead. 'I love you, Young-ah'

'I love you'

San's POV

We've arrived at my place, since we didn't want to split up yet, but it's getting pretty late, Wooyoung decided to stay over at my place, tiredly leaning his head on my shoulder as the elevator rises.

I run my hand though his hair, he already took off the cat ears by now, to my regret. He looks so fucking cute in them. He slightly moves under my hand.

He looks up at me, leaning closer. Our lips touch softly, then he wants to pull away. I stop him, placing my hand on the back of his head to pull him back into the kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth.

I'm losing control. I feel something harden in my pants as I kiss him more passionately, turning us both around so his back is pressed against the mirror of the elevator.

'DING', the sound of the elevator doors opening disrupts the moment, but it's picked back up as soon as I manage to unlock the door. The door shuts behind us when I press him into a wall inside my apartment.

I'm so fucking horny right now.

'Is it... Is it okay if we do more than just kiss?'

Wooyoung's POV

I'm tired, leaning my head on the bigger guy's shoulder, slightly reacting to the feeling of his hand rushing through my hair. I don't want him to stop touching me. Ever. I want to feel more of him.

I stand up straight, making eye contact with him, giving him a peck on his lips. I want to put my head back onto his shoulder but the second I pull away, he grabs the back of my head and smashes his lips back onto mine. He's dominant, and I love it. He leads, and I only have to follow. The only thing I have to do is enjoy it, enjoy his touch, enjoy him.

The kiss heats up, San pushes my back into the mirror behind him, my head touching the cold, hard material as he speeds up the pace of his tongue, eagerly tasting all of me, so I can taste all of him.

The elevator dings, interrupting the passionate moment, making San seem quite annoyed as he grabs my wrist tightly, dragging me out of the elevator and tapping his code, to restart kissing me as soon as he can.