𝗧𝗼 𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗿 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗧𝗼 𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸 (WOOSAN)

CHP.6

_________________________< Chats|             Sannie🥰

I'm horny.

'Sannie 🥰' is typing...

Daddy please 🥺

Did he just call me-

San scanned the room with wide eyes only to spot Wooyoung on the opposite couch grinning at him while unwrapping a popsicle.

He tightened his jaw and furrowed his eyebrows. The fact that the younger was sending him this while resting his head on Seonghwa's shoulder didn't sit right with him.

On the other end, Wooyoung's sex drive was making him needy since this morning he tried everything: jerking off, fingering himself, even his pink dildo didn't do the trick and all he could think about was how nothing could top the pleasure San gave him.

He's testing my patience, San's grip on his phone tightened as he ushered for Wooyoung to come.

Wooyoung loved it when San got possessive so he decided to be a brat and ignore him, as hard as it was.

Let's see how far I can go.., the younger thought as he bit his bottom lip.

'Make me', he mouthed with a smirk as he lifted his leg up to rest on Seonghwa's, letting his skirt pull up to reveal more of his thighs, the eldest patted his head with a smile and went back to listening to music while reading his book completely clueless.

"Wooyoung", San spoke firmly as he raised an eyebrow.

His demanding deep voice instantly made Wooyoung's knees go weak, he choked back a whine as he felt himself wanting to give in to whatever the older wanted, but he decided against it.

The younger opened his popsicle and made eager yet subtle sucking noises as his tongue rolled around the sweet cold treat, every now and then he would pop it out of his mouth leaving his wet red lips slightly open only to slip his tongue out and draw out a frustrating long lick across the popsicle.

He almost lost it when he met San's intense and lustful stare , he felt like the other had probably mentally fucked him by now.

So why resist? , the younger was seriously curious as to what was holding the older back.

He got up and strolled around until he stood in front of San who sat led back on the couch with his legs open, eyes in a daze and looking ready to be sucked.

There's way more to it than just fucking for him isn't there...well, that's not my part to figure out, the younger smirked.

Wooyoung dropped to the floor on his knees and rested his elbows on San's thighs, he looked straight into his eyes and took what's left of the popsicle into his mouth nearly deep throating it until nothing was left but the wooden stick causing the older to widen his eyes and tighten his fist as his chest lifted ever so slightly.

The older wanted to rail him right there and now.

"Is this seat taken?", he looked up with a prideful grin, letting his fingers travel to the older's thighs.