"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip your trachea out right now" Wooyoung growls in his ear, his voice laced with venom and malice.
San laughs darkly as he tries moving under Wooyoung's tight grip, the latter further tightening his hold on S...
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"Take off your pants and lay on your back"
Without another moments hesitation, San pulls down his pants and his member springs to life then he sits back on the bed and wiggled the clothing off his legs.
The second San's last peice of clothing was off Wooyoung crawls over the drow, his hands roaming San's warm skin. Unlike Wooyoung, San's skin had a few old scars that had healed over or small birthmarks but this didn't bother the prince. He loved every imperfection his fingers managed to find.
San just simply layed on his back, his eyes closed and goosebumps forming all over his body at the feeling of Wooyoung's cold dainty fingers dancing and gliding on his skin in a delicate manner.
He was so hard he felt like he could cum just by this innocent touching alone. His breath came out ragged and desperate. His dick leaked with precum. Face flushed and white hair disheveled on the tan colored sheets. Eyes half lidded and pink lips parted. Wooyoung just watched him, he thought the dark elf looked so damn handsome. The corners of his lips lift up in a smirk when he feels San attempting to grind their members together.
"T-take off your pants" San whispers out, his fingers hooking over the waist band of Wooyoung's shorts. He wanted to feel the vampire's bare dick against his own.
Wooyoung's only chuckles darkly but doesn't say anything. Instead he dips his head down and onto San's right nipple while his finger plays with the other. San bites his bottom lip and throw his head back. His back arches off the bed slightly when he feels Wooyoung's teeth graze the hardened bud.
"A-ah.." He moans out lowly. Wooyoung then switches and attaches his mouth to the left nipple now. After another few seconds he begins littering kisses down San's bare chest. He stops for a brief second at his bellybutton, circling his tongue teasingly around the indent. San shivered at this. Then he resumed his journey down until he got to the area San craved to be touched the most.
He opens his legs wider and raises his hips with anticipation. Wooyoung glances at him, silver eyes watching him with amusement. "Do you want me to suck you off?" Wooyoung whispers huskily as he begins kissing San's inner thighs deliberately ignoring the drow's red and throbbing dick. A bead of precum flows out at the thought of Wooyoung mouth around him.
"Y-yes" He pleads.
"Yes what?" Wooyoung stares at him while sucking harshly on a spot inside his thigh. San was sure that would result in a hickey.
"Y-yes... master" He manages to choke out. He knew exactly what Wooyoung wanted him to say but he knew if he didn't say it the prince would continue the torturous teasing.
"That's better... now how to you want me to suck you off? Shall I go slow?" Wooyoung allows his mouth to hover over San's dick.
"Or fast?" His eyes shift from San's member up to his hazel colored eyes which appeared much darker than usual. San bites his bottom lip harshly, his finger plays with his hardening nipple.
