I hate you. || woosan ||

|| part 36 ||

"D'you have condoms here?" I muttered, gasping softly as San started gently biting, kissing and licking at my neck. I tilted my head back to give him more space.

"Mhm, I do, baby..." He whispered between kisses. I froze at the sound of the pet name.
I could get used to being his baby. I blushed a soft pink.

"Can we... can we do this here?" I asked hesitantly. San looked up, stopping the gentle attack on my sensitive neck.

"I don't care about that right now." He said huskily as he brushed a strand of hair out of my face. I felt a smile grow on my face. Who would've ever thought that the boy who shoved me to the ground on the first day of university, would end up being this lovely.

San smiled back at me, his dimples showing.
Maybe this could work out, we could work out. Christmas is truly a magical time.

I could feel our breaths colliding. San's gaze switched between my eyes and my lips. I placed my hands on his shoulders, gently pushing him against the pillows placed against the headboard of his bed. I adjusted my position on his lap. My legs at either side of his hips.

I gently tugged at San's tie, until I could slip it off. Once it was off I started slowly unbuttoning his blouse. San started kissing my neck again while my fingers busied themself with his clothes. After I had undone all the buttons on his blouse, I trailed my hands up his bare chest, slipping the fabric of his wide shoulders.

"I missed this." I admitted before kissing san's cheek. Then I moved to kiss his nose, his forehead, then his jaw, neck, shoulders. I heard him softly groan. The sound went straight to my dick.

"Wooyoung..." he chuckled before pulling me out of his neck. "Me too. Fuck... you don't know what you're doing to me."

"Hey... aren't you calling me baby anymore?" I pouted softly, which I know he hated. To my surprise he just kissed the pout off my lips.

"Stop complaining... baby." San said with a chuckle. I, of course, blushed like an idiot again. San's hands moved to undo my own blouse, sliding the silk fabric off my body. His hands settled on my waist.

"Have you gotten skinnier?" San asked with a raised eyebrow.

"After that Christmas dinner? Hell no." I laughed. I reached for my blouse now laying behind me and tossed it on the ground, doing the same to his blouse. I sat higher on his lap, feeling his growing hardness press against me.

"So... what now?" I said hesitantly. I don't know why, but I was nervous. Really nervous. We had done this before, so what was making me feel this way now?

"What now?" He repeated. "Now we're going to forgot about everything but each other." San turned us around. He was now on top of me. He reached for my waistband. Just as he was about to start undoing my pants, he stopped.

"Wait, are you okay with this?"

"W-what do you mean?"

"You know... after the whole incident at that after party? Are you okay with sex?" I couldn't help but smile. He was being so careful.

"Yes, I am. As long as it's with you." I placed a soft kiss on his lips, adding to the sincerity of my words.

"Fuck...fuck." He started tugging at my waistband, undoing the button and zipper by doing so. I gasped softly. One of his hands crept into my pants, palming my erection through my thong, that I forgot I was wearing.

San looked down to where his hand was and smirked.

"I had been waiting all evening to see that pretty lace again, baby." He spoke huskily as he added more pressure to my dick. I moaned softly, my brows knotting together.