A Place to Belong - Woosan

{19 - Morning Markets and Shared Memories }

The morning sun spilled through the curtains, bathing the room in a soft, golden glow. San stretched lazily, his body still warm from the closeness of the night before. The quiet hum of the neighborhood outside made everything feel serene and simple—a stark contrast to the chaos that had filled so much of his life before Wooyoung.

Beside him, Wooyoung stirred, turning over with a sleepy smile that made San's heart skip a beat. There was something about waking up next to him that made everything feel a little easier, a little more right.

"Morning," Wooyoung murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep.

San smiled softly. "Morning."

Wooyoung rolled closer to San connecting their lips in a gentle kiss. San quickly deepened the kiss and pulled Wooyoung on top of him, so he could plunder his mouth fully. 

Wooyoung moaned, and found himself pressing his hardening erection into San's. San had one hand in his hair now and one on his lower back, guiding his hips into San's, both seeking the pleasure from the friction of their skin rubbing on one another. 

Wooyoung gasped, pulling back to catch his breath. "San! You are insatiable." He said, his voice gravely from the morning and the intensity of their activities. 

San smiled back at him. "I am, but only around you. I can't help it Young-ah, you make me so horny, all the time. Your body is so sexy, I just want to stay in bed with you all day." 

Wooyoung felt his cheeks getting warm. How did this man have such an effect on him. He leaned back down to reconnect their mouths, feeling San's hand capture both their erections and begin stroking them together. 

Wooyoung felt himself thrusting into San's hand, the pleasure overriding any embarrassment he might have had. San was using his pre-cum and his own to continue to stroke both of them together. Wooyoung broke the kiss to look down and the sight almost made him cum. The view of San stroking them both was so hot, and so unexpected he couldn't contain his moans. 

"That's right, jagiya, just let me take care of you." San whispered in his ear, causing a shiver to run down his spine. San for his part while keeping up a steady rhythm with his hands, also looked like he was struggling to stay in control. His eyes were unfocused and kept closing, his lips swollen from their earlier kisses, and soft moans and curses were spilling from his lips. It was all so arousing that Wooyoung could feel the flare of desire building deep in his belly. 

"San-ah, that feels so good, I don't think I can last much longer." He confessed, trying to keep his composure. 

'Just let go baby, enjoy this." San breathed out, clearly chasing his own pleasure. 

It only took a few more strokes for Wooyoung to cry out in bliss, as he shot his seed all over San's hand, cock and belly. San let out a low growl, a primal and sexy sound as he too climaxed. Wooyoung felt the heat of his release on his cock and stomach. 

"Holy shit that was hot!" he murmured when he caught his breath. San smiled at him, and lightly laughed. "I'm glad I could be of service. But we'll probably need another shower." He added with a wink. 

They lay there for a few more moments, enjoying the quiet intimacy of being together in the new day, before Wooyoung stretched and sat up, his eyes twinkling with the remnants of their morning escapades.  

"I was thinking," Wooyoung began, his tone light but filled with excitement. "There's this cute farmers market a few blocks away. Want to check it out? I found it last weekend, and I think you'll like it."

San raised an eyebrow, the idea of a farmers market sounding surprisingly appealing. "Sounds good. Let's get cleaned up, and get ready to go."

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