Wooyoung started to stir when he felt something gentle brush across his cheek. He moaned softly and tried to pull the covers over his head, wanting to fade back into darkness, but the touch stopped it.

The pressure increased a little and became warm as he felt it traveling from his cheek and along his jaw.

He opened his eyes just in time to see San tilting his head, right before giving him a soft kiss.

The younger returned it, moving his own hand to wrap around San's waist.

"Good morning." San whispered, pulling back and studying Wooyoung's face with a crooked smile.

"Hi." Wooyoung answered shyly, the realization that he had just spent the night with San finally starting to sink in.

It made the older chuckled and kiss Wooyoung's forehead. "Are you hungry?" At a simple nod, San rolled over and picked up a phone from his end table. "Yes, I'd like breakfast brought to my room please. For two." He hung up the phone and returned to leaving soft kisses on Wooyoung's skin.

It made Wooyoung's heart beat faster.

The last time he had woken up alone, and it was the worst feeling ever. It made the walk of shame even worse.

But San was here. He hadn't vanished while Wooyoung had been sleeping.

Wooyoung was so happy, he felt tears start to come to his eyes as he tilted his head when San started kissing down his neck.

"Oh, sorry baby." The older chuckled and brushed his thin fingers across the couple of marks he had left.

"I'm not." Wooyoung smirked, then an idea popped into his head.

He bit his lip and shifted so he was the one who started dotted kisses, leaving them all across San's chest. He pushed the older so he was laying on his back, giving Wooyoung full access to him.

Locking eyes, Wooyoung stuck out his tongue and started trailing it along San's amazing chest and circling one of his nipples.

It earned him a small hiss and gave him the motivation to keep going.

Wooyoung circled the other nippled a few times, then started kissing lower and lower. He chuckled before slipping under the covers. San's scent blasted him and he hummed into his next kiss.

"Youngie.." San moaned. His hand found Wooyoung's hair and carded through it gently as he rotated his hips.

The younger slowed down his pace a little, drawing out the time it would take for him to get to his goal. He could picture San's face scrunched up with need as he started to get impatient and wiggle his hips more.

Finally Wooyoung placed his hand on the inside of the older's thighs and spread his legs, giving him access to his hard length.

He was just about to touch it when San mumbled, "W-Wait." He quickly shifted, pulling away from Wooyoung, then settled.

Peeking out form under the covers, Wooyoung saw that San just moved so he was sitting up and leaning against the headboard.

So he quickly moved up as well, keeping his legs sprawled out behind him, and hid under the covers.

Wanting to tease San, he just sat there, counting the seconds as they went by. Just when San inhaled to speak, Wooyoung ran a finger from the base of San's length up to the tip.

"Fuck!" San hissed, his hips jerking in response.

Wooyoung chuckled and finally started to give San what he wanted. He kitten licked the tip of his length, playing with his slit a few times, then he swirled his tongue around the entire head.

San's hand found his hair again and he gripped it tight, trying to push Wooyoung's head further down.

When Wooyoung resisted him, the older chuckled and just thrust his hips up instead.

Wooyoung flicked San's wrist in response, but he obliged and lowered his head down, hallowing out his cheeks to suck as he did.

The groan that came from San was beautiful, and it sent a chill down Wooyoung's spine.

He bobbed his head faster, humming as San loosened his grip on his hair and started to rub his fingers back and forth.

It had been so long since Wooyoung had done anything like this, he felt a little ashamed that he couldn't go deeper, but he worked to stroke what he couldn't get in his mouth while trying to relax his throat.

Then San tightened his grip again on Wooyoung's hair again while the other hand drifted to his back.

Wooyoung went to pull back and ask if San was ok, but San forced his head down and guided him up and down his length slowly.

The door to the room opened and the sound of a cart being pushed made Wooyoung freeze and want to pull off.

But San put pressure on his back and kept moving his head.

At first, Wooyoung wanted to get mad at him because of how embarrassed he felt. But as San casually told the person to leave breakfast at a certain spot, Wooyoung's heart raced at the idea of how thrilling this actually was.

Back home, he would have never done something like this.

But here?

Wooyoung hummed softly and started to swirl his tongue, getting into it again.

And it effected San too because he stuttered while saying goodbye to the staff.

As soon as the door closed, San placed both hands on either side of Wooyoung's head to hold him in place. Then he started thrusting his hips, obviously chasing his peak as he groaned.

Wooyoung let him do it, focusing on using his tongue as much as he could. His own hips started grinding against the bed as he wanted to feel good too.

"Fuck... Youngie... So good!" San moaned, thrusting faster into Wooyoung's mouth. It was happening so fast, San had managed to force himself past Wooyoung's gag reflex and was hitting the back of his throat repeatedly. "God those sounds!" San hissed.

Wooyoung new he was talking about the chocking sounds he was making as he did his best to please San while letting him take control.

He knew it had to sound obscene, especially by how much drool was coming out of the sides of his mouth.

A few thrusts later and San was emptying himself down Wooyoung's throat.

"Fuck baby." The older whispered as he threw the covers back and took in Wooyoung's appearance with wide eyes.

He lips were red and puffy and his cheeks were rosy too, but Wooyoung had a pleased smile on his face as he crawled forward to sit on San's lap. He let out a giggle as San continued to watch him through hooded eyes. "I felt like I should repay you for last night and letting me stay."

San let out a long, slow breath as he lifted a hand up and brushed a thumb over Wooyoung's chin. "You don't have to thank me for that. Last night... Last night was one of the best nights of my life." He whispered.

Feeling almost shy, Wooyoung said, "Me too."

This caused a wide, toothy smile to cross San's face as he rotated them so Wooyoung was underneath him once more.

As the couple connected their lips again, their breakfast was soon forgotten.

—

San dropped Wooyoung off at Marcus' office later that day as his boss called him needing his help.

Wooyoung hated to leave, but San said he had a meeting he needed to attend  so it ended up working out.

With one heated kiss as a goodbye, Wooyoung waved as San's limo drove away.

He sighed and adjusted San's royal blue, button up shirt and stepped inside.

"Hey Marcus." He said, bowing politely as he stepped inside.

"Ah! Wooyoung! Thank you for coming in on short notice. I am running recon today and I want you here to watch the place if that's ok?" Marcus looked up from his desk.

"Oh, sure. Don't you normally close it down though?" He asked, confused by the sudden need to keep the place open.

"Normally, yes, but I have a client that may be stopping by today. If that happens, I want you to take down as much information as you can and make sure you get a good phone number. Ok? I don't know if they will actually come in or not, but I want someone here just in case. Can you do that for me?" His eyes seemed to waver as they tried to drift lower.

Wooyoung realized that he must have a mark or something showing and he quickly adjusted his shirt. "Yeah, I can do that. Anything else you need me to do?"

"Don't burn the place down." Marcus winked at him as he grabbed his coat. "I'll bring food back with me as a thank you."

Wooyoung just nodded and stood off to the side as Marcus left. He sighed and looked around. Now that he had organized the back, there really wasn't much to do.

This was what he was worried about. He didn't want Marcus to get rid of him because he was paying him to just sit around.

But that also had to be one of the drawbacks of having a small business, right?

Wooyoung pursed his lips and went to sit behind the desk and pulled out his phone.

Right as he received a text.

Jongho

Hey.

Are you working?

Wooyoung

Yes.

At the P.I. office.

He worried his bottom lip when he saw that Jongho had read it but never replied. That was unusual for the farmer, but then again the guilt started to creep in as he thought of what happened last night and how he now felt like he had betrayed Jongho.

Although, the haven't put a label on anything, so he didn't cheat, right?

Wooyoung groaned and spun around in the chair.

He moved to the city wanting to start over, find a dream or a passion, ditch his asshole parents, and possibly date. The idea of entering a relationship had never really entered his mind, although he'd be lying if he said he didn't want find that ultimate happiness and get married. Maybe even adopt a kid and have a family.

Now he suddenly had two vastly different, drop dead gorgeous men in his life and he had two amazing days with them.

He let out a long sigh and kept spinning, finding a point on the ceiling to lock on to so he didn't get dizzy.

What was wrong with him?

He had just had two days of the most mind blowing sex ever. San was stunning, so kind, adorable when he smiled, and yet he had this powerful feeling to him that had Wooyoung willing to follow him at the snap of a finger.

There was also this mystery around him. Wooyoung found himself hanging onto San's every word like he was bewitched.

And yet... Even after all of that, Wooyoung still felt his thoughts drifting too-

"What are you doing?"

Wooyoung let out an embarrassingly loud scream as he jumped out of the chair and fell to the floor. He whimpered first at the pain from landing on his tailbone, then at the bright laughter coming from the direction of the front door.

He knew that laugh, and it made this moment even worse.

Slowly, and unable to hide how red he was, Wooyoung started push himself off the ground. Before he got all the way up, Wooyoung checked to make sure non of his marks showed and straightened himself.

"J-Jongh-ho? Wh-What are you doing here?" He asked, unable to hide his shy stutter, which he hated.

The younger had his fist against his mouth as he tried to stifle his own laugh. His eyes crinkled as he gave a wide smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

Wooyoung felt even more blood rush to his face and he fiddled with a few papers on the desk. "I-It's ok."

Jongho chuckled and stepped forward. "I was making a delivery and was hoping you might be here. Although I would have stopped by the library if you were there. How are you?"

The kind thought touched Wooyoung's heart and he felt it beat faster. "I'm better now." He rubbed the back of his head and walked around the desk to lean against it. "How are you?"

"I'm great. I've..." Jongho bit his lip. "I've missed you, and I was wondering if you had plans at all during the next couple of days? We are having a party at the ranch, a large bonfire actually."

"What's the occasion?" Wooyoung tilted his head to the side.

Suddenly, it was the farmer's turn to be shy. "It's... It's actually my birthday."

"Oh!" The older placed a hand over his chest. "I would love to come. Is there anything you'd like for your birthday?"

Jongho instantly smiled and looped an arm around Wooyoung's waist and pulled him close. Their lips connected immediately and Wooyoung wrapped his arms around Jongho's neck as they melded together.

The way Jongho's large hands splayed across his back made the older shiver, and he hummed while trying to move a little closer.

After a moment, before things got too heated, Jongho broke the kiss but kept their faces close. "You're all I need."

Wooyoung didn't know what to say, so he answered by leaning forward to give Jongho one more kiss. "What time are you picking me up?"