Once the boys made sure that Seonghwa was sleeping, they quietly exited the room. San made sure to be extra careful not to wake the boy, because Seonghwa was literally clinging on him like a koala.
They left a lamp on, so that he wasn't entirely in the dark and closed the door behind them.
"Do you think we should ask him again?"
"I dont think so, Yeosang. I mean, he almost had a panic attack. No I think we shouldn't. Whatever happened to him was serious, we can't just go and ask him"
"Wooyoung's right. Maybe we can try to gain his trust. Maybe if he feels comfortable around us, he will trust to tell us" Jongho said, everyone agreeing.
"Well, I think I'll go outside again. I'm really hungry" Yunho said and turned to leave.
"Wait, we're coming too. The rest said"
"San, Wooyoung are you not coming with us?" Mingi asked, raising an eyebrow at them.
"I'm not really hungry. I'll just go and sleep" San said and Wooyoung nodded.
The two parties made their separate ways, Wooyoung and San went into San's room.
(a little intimate..)
Once inside the dark room, they didn't bother to open the lights. They didn't need them either way. San was the first to walk inside followed by Wooyoung, who immediately locked the door behind him.
"I can sence your anger from afar San"
"That's because I am angry"He said and walked further into the room.
Wooyoung caught up to him, and wrapped his hands around his waist, kissing the demon's neck.
"I can help you"
"I know you will, Woo"
"Then allow me, take your anger out on me. It won't be the first time either way" The Lust demon said and kissed roughly the others neck.
Without speaking, Wooyoung started removing San's clothing. First his shirt, his jeans, leaving San only with his underwear.
The funny thing about this was that San, as much of a scary person he is, he was actually a switch. He liked to take his anger on Wooyoung, since the boy didn't seem to care, enjoying the pain he was receiving. But there were those times, that all San wanted was to just receive pain himself. And when Wooyoung also loved to deliver pain, things could be interesting.
"And also San, you dont want to wake poor Seonghwa, right?"
San shivered under Wooyoung's lustful gaze. The boy sure knew what he was doing.
He only gulped, but tried to seem confident. He bent down, whispering in Wooyoung's ear.
"I won't be the one screaming tonight baby"
"We'll see about that" Wooyoung said and roughly pushed San on to the bed. He couldn't wait any longer.
San's mouth was open, waiting for his. They didn't wasted their time with sweet kisses, they never did that. This was just another fuck. No strings attached.
Their tongues fought for dominance. San wanted to just let Wooyoung do whatever he wanted with him, but he remembered the reason they were doing it in the first place.
With harsh hands, he grabbed Wooyoung's waist and turned them over, so he was on top of him.
"Took you long enough"
A slap on his cheek made him not only to shut up but to moan as well.
"I suggest you keep that mouth shut huh? Don't act smart" San said and started ripping Wooyoung's clothes off his body. Literally ripping them.
