The star is mine (completed)

XVI: Sweet venom (18+)

San's POV

The same conversation is playing in my mind over and over and over again, 'Please forgive me', 'I can't forgive you for what you've done, but I won't can't hate you anymore either'

That night, I stayed at Wooyoung's, only then realizing the state his apartment is in and I can't stop thinking about one thing, getting him out of there.

If anything, I just want him to be comfortable, and the crappy, stinking place he's living now is the last thing I want for him. I want to ask him to live with me, but I also know there's not a chance he'll say yes, considering what it took for him not to hate me anymore.

I should give him his own space, but still close to me. I've recently noticed an apartment for sale in the same building as mine, even though it's smaller, it'll be more than enough for him.

Wooyoung's POV

I want to show you something.

That's what he said on the phone when he told me to get ready, and I don't even know for what. I can't come up with a single thing he could possibly want to 'show me'.

I guess we'll just see, I mumble to myself a few seconds before my doorbell rings.

Once we're arrived, I still don't know what he wanted to show me, but he seems excited, yet another emotion you wouldn't expect to ever see from him. It makes me kind of excited myself, seeing him with an open face.

Once in the elevator, I notice how he doesn't press the same button than he usually does, and I show a frown before looking back up at him. He knows what I meant by it and he smiles.

I'd forgotten how damn attractive that smile was and my heart skips a beat when I look into his eyes and he looks straight into mine, as if he wanted to stare deep into my soul.

The intimate moment is interrupted by the sound of the elevator bell and we walk into a hallway I haven't seen before, but it looks almost identical to the one leading to San's place.

I'm as confused as can be, and it doesn't get better when he taps the passcode, being my birthday. I haven't celebrated my birthday in ages and almost didn't remember the numbers 3009 anymore.

The door clicks and automatically opens, the space behind it being a luxurious apartment, probably twice as big as the one I'm living in. I almost feel out of place, with sneakers on the marble floors.

'It's yours', San's voice sounds behind me.

'What?', he must've made a mistake. This is nothing like I can ever get and so much more than I even deserve. It has to be a mistake.

'It's yours now, I want you to live here'

I still refuse to believe it, it's too good to be true.

'I-I can't'

'Well, you can still say no if you want to but...' he puts his hand in his pocket.

As much as I'm scared, I can't refuse this. I don't want to keep living in the circumstances I'm in now, even when I've gotten so used to it.

'What do you want in return?'

'Nothing', he responds quickly.

'Then why are you doing this for me?', I ask quietly, as if speaking too loudly will make him change his mind.

'Because I want you to be happy', he takes a step closer to me.

I grab the collar of his shirt with both hands and kiss him, apparently took him by surprise because it takes him a second to react and kiss back, and I see his eyes are slightly wider than usual when I pull back.

'Thank you', I whisper before I lean in for a second kiss, this time his hands immediately sneak around my waist to deepen the kiss.

My hands release the fabric and run up his shoulders, up his neck and the back of his head and his breaths become audibly faster and deeper. I'm driving him crazy.

My face turns bright red when I feel his grip around my waist tighten and I'm being turned around and pushed against the nearest wall, his hand landing right above my shoulder to make sure I can't escape.

I want him so bad, even though I shouldn't, even though he's acting possessively by keeping me strained to the wall.

It's a toxic desire, a sweet venom.

'Oh, there is something I want in return'

My heart skips a beat, I'm scared of what he might say. His lips brush against my ear before he whispers something.

'I want you to moan my name for me'

I let out a breath of relief and desire and our lips crash together again in a heated kiss. His hands travel up my shirt and my skin tingles in all the right ways with every touch.

His lips leave mine and kiss my neck, before I feel his teeth pinch the skin on my collarbone. He isn't biting me hard, more as if he's saying, 'you're mine'.

I playfully open the top button of his shirt when he comes back up to kiss my lips but he gently moves my hands away. He reaches for his shirt again and rips it open, I hear a few buttons fall to the floor.

I lift up my arms, silently telling him he can take off my shirt too and he doesn't hesitate a single second to pull it up over my head and toss it to the floor. I feel his lips trail down my neck again before he grabs my hips and lifts me up, my legs automatically gripping around his waist.

He carries me a few steps further, onto the couch, where he drops me and I land on the soft texture of the pillows. I catch a glimpse of his body, shiny in sweat, his hair wet and messed up and his hard dick visible through his pants.

I can't deny I fucking love seeing him like this.

Before I know it, I'm turned around and on top of him, my tongue trailing a way down to the bulge in his pants, hearing him gasp when I touch it.

It takes me a few painful seconds to open up his belt and pull it down, releasing his throbbing dick, looking up seductively while my tongue slowly comes closer to his tip.

A small groan escapes his mouth when I place a small kitten lick, before taking the tip in my mouth and lower my head. I take my time to pick up a pace, bobbing my head up and down faster and faster and tasting as much of him as I can.

'Fuck, good boy', I hear him whisper above me.

I let a soft moan around his dick in response and keep my steady pace until his groans become faster and louder, telling me he's almost there.

I stick out my tongue and finish him off with my hand, allowing his cum to splatter all over my face and into my mouth.

He takes my chin and pulls me up to kiss me again, the kiss still tasting like him. Once I pull back he wipes the white off of my face as well as he can.

'I already like it here'

A/n: I wanted to make this chapter longer but decided it was already long enough. If anyone comments on this I might finish this chapter though...