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say it - ateez san 21+

[okay but why this be a smut book now-]

[08:29]

he watched you video call your teacher and other classmates on your laptop with a daring smirk plastered on his lips.

in the midst of the pandemic, online school had been a priority to you in order for you to pass the classes.

with your teacher speaking and you taking notes on the lecture, san was being quite..

how would you say it?

distracting.

from behind the laptop screen in front of you, san sat on the edge of his bed while you laid comfortably on your bed with a notebook in your lap.

your roommate tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and slightly raised a brow.

how could someone be so goddamn attractive?

you knew he was watching your every little move; the scrunch of your brow when you misspelled a word, your quickened breathing pattern when your teacher moved too fast, the frustration building up inside you because san wouldn't stop eye-fucking you.

annoyed and bothered, you turned off your camera and set your mic on mute so no one would hear you or suspect anything.

"san, what the hell are you doing?"

you ask, the irritation lining your voice.

"nothing. i'm not doing anything."

he lies, eyes dark but blurred with a glaze of lust.

"just enjoying the view of your breasts out and open for the whole world to see."

then your eyes drop down to your thin sweater and see that the form of your breasts were defined by that sweater.

"fuck, what the hell was i thinking?"

you retort to yourself.

a wave of embarrassment washes over you and san lets out a snicker.

"i mean if you wanted me to see so badly then you could've just taken off that sweater, baby doll."

san comments and you choke on the air inside your lungs.

"ew, san. please stop being gross. what if i hadn't muted myself and everyone heard you?"

san climbs onto your bed with desperation filling the air between the both of you, but you don't stop him.

"so what if they heard? maybe i wanted them to hear."

your roommate crouches towards you and shuts your laptop shut with one hand, keeping his gaze steady on his main focus.

the room was filled with so much sexual tension and heat that it was almost difficult to not touch each other.

you wanted his hands on you right now.

"san.."

you begin in a whine, eyes lowering to his lips as he bit them, hard.

"i know, baby doll."

he whispers and you jump onto his laps, letting your legs fall open, laying beside his thighs.

your lips are quick to meet from the need to fill your desires while his hands grab at every inch of your body they could grasp.

his hands were all over you and you lived for that shit.

san bit your bottom lip in a trap to let his tongue slide in between your lips, forcefully taking control of the kiss.

eager to get to the fun stuff, your hips grind against his crotch, a devious smile on your lips.

"shit, baby doll."

he groaned out from the pleasure, his fingers digging into your hips.

oh how you fucking teased the sexy beast out of him the second your hips moved a centimeter.

san shoved your weak body underneath him, lips ghosting the skin around your neck, his hand pulling aside your lounge shorts and panties to slide in a finger, collecting the wetness he had caused.

"if you tell me, baby doll, i'll be able to give you whatever you want. just say it."