Group: Ateez
Ship: woosan
Top: San
Bottom: Wooyoung
Story:
Wooyoung groaned in frustration as he spun in place, failing to land the dance move he had been practicing for the past hour. The choreography for the new song was challenging, but he had to master it if he wanted to stand out during their upcoming performance.
"Damn it, this move is fucking impossible!" Wooyoung kicked off his shoes, throwing them across the room.
San strolled into the room, a smirk playing on his lips as he saw Wooyoung's frustrated state. "Looks like you're having some trouble there, Wooyoung."
Wooyoung glared at him, but his expression quickly softened as he looked at San's handsome features. San had always been his rock, supporting him through the highs and lows of their career. He couldn't help but feel a little better just by being near him.
"I can't get this move right, no matter how many times I try," Wooyoung complained, throwing himself down on the couch in defeat.
San walked over to him, placing a hand on Wooyoung's shoulder. "Let me see what you've got."
Wooyoung stood up, feeling a little self-conscious as San watched him intently. He started the music and attempted the move again, but he stumbled and nearly fell.
San chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around Wooyoung's waist and pulling him closer. "You're overthinking it. Just relax and let your body move naturally."
Wooyoung nodded, taking a deep breath and letting go of his tension. With San's hands guiding him, he tried the move again, and this time, it was perfect.
Wooyoung couldn't help but grin, feeling a surge of excitement as he nailed the difficult dance move. "I did it! Thank you, San!"
San smiled back at him, his hands still resting on Wooyoung's hips. "You're a natural, Wooyoung. You just needed a little help from your friend."
Wooyoung's heart skipped a beat as he looked into San's eyes, feeling a rush of desire coursing through his veins. He leaned in closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
San's hands moved lower, cupping Wooyoung's ass and pulling him closer. Wooyoung could feel San's hard cock pressing against his own, and he moaned softly, grinding against him.
San broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. "Let's take this to the bedroom."
Wooyoung nodded, following San to the bedroom and stripping off his clothes as they went. Once they reached the bed, San pushed Wooyoung down onto the mattress, his hands exploring Wooyoung's body with a fierce hunger.
Wooyoung moaned, his back arching as San's mouth found his nipples, his teeth nipping and sucking on them until they were hard and sensitive. San's fingers trailed down his stomach, teasing the skin around his belly button before moving lower.
Wooyoung gasped as San's fingers found his cock, wrapping around it and stroking it firmly. He spread his legs wider, his hips bucking up as San's fingers explored his balls and the sensitive skin behind them.
San's fingers trailed lower, teasing Wooyoung's entrance. He looked up at Wooyoung, his eyes dark with desire. "Ready for me?"
Wooyoung nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, please, San. I need you inside me."
San smirked, his fingers pushing inside Wooyoung's tight hole. Wooyoung moaned, his body tensing as San's fingers explored him.
San leaned down, his lips meeting Wooyoung's in a deep kiss as he added a third finger, stretching Wooyoung wider. Wooyoung could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his body trembling with pleasure.
San pulled his fingers out, his cock replacing them as he pushed inside Wooyoung's tight hole. Wooyoung gasped, his body tensing as San filled him up.
San started to move, his thrusts deep and hard. Wooyoung could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his body trembling with pleasure.
San's hand wrapped around Wooyoung's cock, stroking it firmly as he thrust deeper and harder. Wooyoung couldn't hold back any longer, his orgasm crashing over him as he cried out in pleasure.
San followed soon after, his cock twitching inside Wooyoung as he came hard. He collapsed onto Wooyoung, his breathing heavy as he caught his breath.
Wooyoung smiled up at him, feeling content and happy. "Thank you, San. That was amazing."
San smiled back at him, his eyes soft. "Anytime, Wooyoung. I'm always here for you."
Word count: 722
Question: What is your favorite thing to do in your free time?
Me: I like Dancing and playing volleyball
