𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 • 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

Interruptions

: Mature Warning :
Also apologies in advance that this chapter starts off kinda cryptic, its for a good reason hehe

Wooyoung was quite pouty after his boyfriends left his house, he wished they could have stayed all day, curled up watching tv and playing games. But he knew Yeosang would need to leave for work eventually anyway, and even if San stayed a bit longer he'd have to leave at some point as well since Wooyoung had his own work to attend to that afternoon.

After San and Yeosang had left, much to Wooyoung's annoyance, he distracted his mind in tidying the house and making his bed, because while cum stained sheets sounds sexy in theory it was still rather gross in reality, and Wooyoung knew he'd be happier coming home to fresh sheets after work rather than stained ones.

By the time he'd fluffed and puffed his pillows laying them nicely on his bed it was time to get ready for work, and he quickly switched his favourite loose teddy bear hoodie for his fitted grey work polo with the company label embroidered over his chest.

He then slipped on his runners before grabbing his cap and bag and jumping into his car, making his way to the large company he worked at in the inner city.

He had a site job to head out to that day which meant he'd only be in the office for a short while depending on when the rest of the crew arrived, so it wasnt going to be a boring afternoon of typing on his computer, but even still his mind lingered on places he'd much rather be; such as in San's arms or inbetween the shoulder blades of Yeosang's back.

As well as daydreaming about where he'd like to be, he also recalled on where he had been.

Wooyoung couldn't help but recall his two boyfriends faces from this morning and how they'd contorted as they rode his thighs. Wooyoung could still feel the lingering pressure of their bodies on his skin, as if their weight was burned into him like some form of muscle memory.

Wooyoung still had a dull ache in his ass and cock from when he'd had his way with them the night before, but that weird sense of pain didn't bother him, it just served as a reminder that what had happened wasn't a dream.

Wooyoung sighed as he pulled into the underground car park at work, and parked in one of the allotted staff spaces, wishing he could see his boyfriends when his message alert tone had gone off.

Wooyoung un-clicked his seatbelt and unlocked his phone, excited to see that the message had come from the new group chat he'd set up with San and Yeosang.

The message was a video and judging by the thumbnail it was from both San and Yeosang even though Yeosang had sent it.

Wooyoung tapped the video and his eyes practically popped out of his head as it played.

San & Yeosang. . .whoo boy. . .

What he was witnessing on the screen of his phone was unexpected, he never in his wildest dreams expected to receive something like this from the both of them, which was really saying something since he dreamt about the both of them a lot.

It was like god tier porn for Wooyoung and it lightened his mood tenfold.

Unfortunately he wasn't able to finish the video as a thumping on the back of his car stopped his viewing in its tracks.

Wooyoung groaned as reality hit him in the form of a cheerful boy with shaggy wisps of hair hanging against his forehead, dressed similarly to Wooyoung in a grey company shirt and jeans, standing at the rear of his car.

Wooyoung practically growled as he stopped the video and locked his phone, before stepping out of his car to face the boy whom was one of his desk buddies as well as one of the team members he would be travelling with to his job site today.