𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙 𝐁𝐗𝐁 𝐎.𝐒

[m] w o o s a n

(a/n: i know ur all atinys but would you lot be interested in a bts bxb smut oneshot book?)
 

type : smut

prompt : wooyoung thought he was alone in the dorms and got a little caught up in his feelings.

top : san
bottom : wooyoung

 
——— 3 r d  p o v ———

clenching his silky, white bedsheet, wooyoung scrunched up his face- contorting it in pleasure as he like a whimper slip his mouth. he turned onto his side, furrowing his eyebrows as he tried so desperately to keep his mind off a certain someone and what he had just watched.

wooyoung had the day off in the dorms, he had a fever and the other members decided it was best for him to stay off in the dorms, so, naturally whilst he was by himself - he had tried to rest. all was fine until he went onto his phone, oh how did he regret that. on his phone, wooyoung had been scrolling through youtube, his fingers typing stuff on his keyboard as if by memory and habits.. today like he hadn't looked it up before, hah.. (lies).

"최 산 에이티즈" he had typed in. instantly, the page loaded and thousands of videos of san dancing filled the screen. wooyoung had pursed his lips, watching his screen intently as he had found the perfect video look at. san's cover of 'Love Shot' by EXO.

as the music began, wooyoung watched intently, eyes widening when it came to the chorus, eagerly awaiting san's lustful dance moves, and when they came along- boy did he love them. the way san rolled his hips so slyly, the way his face was fixed into a lustful, stern and dominant expression, how his body flowed so smoothly to the music. this definitely did things to the younger, he had a crush on san for a while and so watching those things and beautiful dance moves totally turned him on. and as the video had continued, wooyoung was getting harder by the second.

and so, that's how wooyoung ended up on his bed, clenching his bedsheets as he wriggled around.

wooyoung didn't want to touch himself to the thought of his friend again.. he felt guilty the other times he had done it, but he couldn't help it, san was so perfect and he was so utterly whipped for the other. so, the black haired male rolled over onto his back, he kept one hand clenching the bed sheet to keep him stable, his other hand shakily tracing up his own chest. his chest was heavily bobbing up and down as he began to circle a finger around one of his perky buds- he was only focused on getting relief now; lips parted as he allowed himself to let out small , whiney moans. slowly, he began to twist and play with one of his buds, eyes shut as he head was thrown back against the pillow, moaning lightly again at the thought of san touching him and imagining san doing the things he was doing to himself.

after a moment of playing with his hardened bud, he got a little more impatient, hand sliding slowly down his clothed chest, delicately bumping over the fabric of his hoodie, pulling it up slightly so his hips were exposed and below, only wearing underwear on his lower half. once his hand had gone down to his waist, he imagined it was san again, a needy moan leaving his lips as he couldn't wait any longer. mouth hanging open, his hand made its way to his hard on, cupping it firmly, not doing anything yet but still touching it and applying slightly pressure, turning him on so much more.

"f-fuuuuck~ sa-sannie hyung~" wooyoung moaned out, whimpering loudly as he pushed his palm down slightly against his hardened cock, bucking his hips up against the blissful feeling.