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@yunhoe: a dot can say more than thousand words
reply to @yunhoe: @woowoo: woah that was almost poetic

@seongma: you're smad.
reply to @seongma: @woowoo: tf does that even mean
reply to @woowoo: @seongma: you're a mix between sad and mad
reply to @seongma: @woowoo: accurate.

@yeosnacc: hot
reply to @yeosnacc: @woowoo: pls stop with these kind of comments, it's really weird

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When Wooyoung posted his selfie he could hear a pling come from the other side of the bed.

Does San have my post notifications on?

Before he could question the sound further, the taller man beside him spoke up.

"Who allowed you?", he sounded angry.

"Mmh?", Wooyoung grunted while rolling his eyes. He didn't want to talk to San anymore. At least not this night. All he wanted was to sleep.

"How am I supposed to hate you and your annoying behavior when you do something like this??", San added and turned towards the younger boy who was still facing the wall.

"What, San? I don't know what you're talking about, just let me sleep in peace."

Wooyoung heard San shuffle closer towards him and putting one hand on his waist. He tensed up.

"You can't post a picture of your bare thighs and expect me to not get hard", the taller whispered.

Wooyoung's face flushed bright red. He wanted San to stop saying things like this. Things that made him go all giddy inside.

"Don't you have something to say in defense of yourself?" San's voice dropped a whole octave which made a shiver run down Wooyoung's spine.

"Stop. I'm trying to sleep, you idiot", he mumbled and pressed his eyes shut, hoping San would give up and let him go.

But it didn't work.

"What did you just call me, baby boy?"

The nickname did wonders. It was as if someone flipped a switch inside of him. One moment he was still annoyed with San and the next, he just wanted the older to destroy him.

"Darling, I'm talking to you. It's not nice to ignore daddy."

Wooyoung whimpered. The way San spoke to him made him hot, but he still tried to resist the urge to give in.

"Darling."

This was it. Wooyoung whipped his head around - almost bumping into the other's face - and crashed their lips together.

Wooyoung knew that what they were doing wouldn't solve any problems, but once he met San's soft lips he couldn't stop.

He blamed it on the last bit of alcohol that remained in his system.

The kiss quickly got more heated. San let his tongue slip into the younger's mouth, exploring it until he started sucking on his tongue.

They never kissed like this before.

We're almost eating each other, Wooyoung thought and had to chuckle quietly.

He wasn't innocent anymore. Sure, he wasn't as kinky as San - or so he thought - but his innocence was gone. And all of this was San's fault.

Wooyoung didn't complain though.

"S-San", he panted after he pulled away for a second to catch his breath.

"Let's not talk right now, we can do it later."

Woah, we're so great in procrastinating.

"Strip, Baby boy", San growled deeply.

Hesitantly, Wooyoung got up and slowly started to pull his - well, San's - sweater up.

Awkwardly, he stood in front of San who was still laying on the bed and watching the younger with a smirk on his face, in only his boxers.

He felt exposed, so he tried to cover his naked chest by hugging himself.

"Woo baby, we've seen each other naked before, no need to get shy", San said reassuringly. He actually found it adorable.

"I don't like my upper body", Wooyoung stated, turning his head away from the older.

"What?", San seemed to be surprised. "But you look so unbelievably gorgeous, darling. You don't have to hide your pretty tummy. I love it."

San stood up and made his way over to the other boy. Carefully, he took Wooyoung's hands in his and put them to the other's side, so that he wasn't able to hide behind them anymore.

"Show me how beautiful you are, Wooyoung."

"Okay", the younger whispered.

San lifted him up and he immediately wrapped his legs around the taller's waist to stabilize himself while San roughly grabbed his ass.

They walked a few steps until Wooyoung could feel the cold wall in his back.

They looked each other deep in the eyes when San suddenly thrusted upwards aggressively.

Wooyoung let out a moan and closed his eyes at the sudden friction on his cock.

"You look breathtaking, baby. No, delete that. You are breathtaking", San growled at the sight of the younger feeling satisfied.

"Do that again", he mumbled out of breath.

"What exactly, baby? I need you to be specific."

"This." Wooyoung started rutting his hips forward into San's, making both of them let out small noises of pleasure.

After a while, Wooyoung got exhausted of the constant grinding, but was so close to his release that he couldn't bring himself to stop.

His thrusts got irregular and San noticed that the boy was tired.

"Let me do the work for you", he said, carrying Wooyoung to the bed and carefully letting him down on the sheets.

San stripped his clothes off, making a literal show out of it until Wooyoung started to whine and make grabby hands at him.

When he was fully naked, he quickly pulled down the younger's boxershorts and carelessly threw them next to the bed.

At this point, Wooyoung wasn't even embarrassed or ashamed anymore, all he wanted was San.

"D-daddy...", he whimpered.

San smirked at the name, but all of a sudden stood up and left the room.

"What? W-Where are you going? Hey!", the younger boy shouted after him, but got no reply.

Is he not going to return?

Wooyoung was close to tears when San came back.

"Baby, I got some- oh my god, woo, are you okay?"

The boy only nodded, blinking his tears away. How could he think San would leave him, he just brought... something.

"I got some toys in here", he pointed at a box he was holding. "And I'm gonna use them on you, darling."

Wooyoung's eyes went wide when San opened the mysterious box and pulled out a monstrous dildo.

"How is that gonna fit in me??"

San chuckled. "Well, it has to because otherwise you wouldn't be prepared for my dick."

"I already saw your dick and it's not that big", Wooyoung argued.

"Na, na, na, we don't want to be naughty, little boy, do we? The last time we had sex was obviously too long ago for you to remember my size, but I will gladly remind you."

Before he put the dildo in Wooyoung, however, he started massaging the younger's dick.

Groans left the boy's mouth and sweat started forming on his forehead when San applied even more pressure, now pumping him at a fast pace.

"m close-", he stuttered, but right after these words left his mouth San stopped. He watched the panting boy beneath him before softly brushing a strand of hair out of his face.

"It's cute how you think I would let you come this fast."

"Just- do something, I feel like I'm going to explode-", Wooyoung whined.

"Then spread your legs, baby", the older chuckled.

Wooyoung complied and immediately felt the dildo getting rammed into him.

He cried out at the sudden pain in his lower body.

"S-Sannie, it... hurts", he stammered. A few tears escaped his eyes and run down his rosy cheeks.

"It will turn into pleasure eventually", San reminded him and to distract him from the pain the older pulled him into another kiss. He played with Wooyoung's bottom lip, biting at it and running his tongue over it until the boy let out a hum to make clear that the pain vanished.

"Ugh, fuck", Wooyoung moaned when San thrusted the dildo into him.

The pleasure built up in seconds and the younger felt himself on the edge of cumming quickly.

"M-more, daddy. Give me more... p-please"

Wooyoung pushed back onto the dildo every time San pulled it out of him a little.

"Do you like that, baby boy? Getting fucked by me with a dildo?", San asked, smirking.

"Y-yes, Yes, I like it, daddy. Like it so much", the younger stammered.

He made an attempt to grab his cock and jerking himself off to receive even more pleasure, but San saw it and slapped his hand away.

"Behave."

The older sped up the movements with the vibrator until Wooyoung came on his and San's stomach.

"Now, are you ready for me?", he whispered lowly.

Not giving Wooyoung any time to come down from his high, he flipped them over and placed the smaller on top of him.

"Should I... ride you?", the boy asked shyly.

"Only If you want to."

Wooyoung didn't have to be told twice. Slowly, he let himself sink down onto San's length.

"Fuck, you're cock is bigger than I remember", he moaned, his eyes rolling back at the explosion of tingelings inside of him.

"I told you that before", San laughed.

Wooyoung shuffled around a bit to make himself comfortable, then he started bouncing up and down.

"Oh god, Woo baby, you're so good. So good for daddy", San growled.

The younger, still being sensitive from  the first time he came, felt himself get closer to his release quickly. But San felt exactly the same. The boy on top of him just drove him crazy.

He put his hands on Wooyoung's hips and pushed them down onto his cock.

Still grinding with the other boy's help, the smaller dig his fingers into San's chest, almost leaving scars from his nails.

"Daddy, I'm.... I'm going to-", he started, but couldn't finish because the pleasure got too intense.

"Me too, honey", San panted.

He brushed over Wooyoung's prostate and that was the moment where both of them felt over the edge.

The younger screamed as his cum shot out of his dick once again. San came into him.

Wooyoung fell forward onto San's chest. His strength completely left him.

After a while they got down from their highs, but still didn't bother to separate.

"You were a good boy, Wooyoung", San whispered, softly stroking his head.

The younger smiled into San's chest shyly. He loved being praised, especially by San.

"You have a lot of nicknames for me...", he mumbled.

"That's right", San chuckled. "Which one do you like the most?"

"The one with the b-", Wooyoung answered, not wanting to say the actual word "baby boy" out loud.

"B... mmmh, you mean... buttercup?", San asked laughing. Obviously, he just wanted to mess with the boy on top of him, but the name reminded Wooyoung of the least person he wanted to think about now...

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What the actual fuck did I just write?

This chapter is so freaking long, I don't even know how that happened, but I hope that you're happy about it🥺

uhm... this is not proof read, so there might be some grammatical errors or typos in it, but I just can't bring myself to read over it again right now since it's so long.

This chapter is dedicated to Sans_Moon because she feels a bit stressed and I want her to relax a little bit and think about something else🥺

now, woosannnnnnnn: