Wooyoung felt like he could finally relax as soon as the elevator dinged and the doors slid open to reveal the inside of San's penthouse.

The older took his hand and pulled him inside with a wide smile on his face that crinkled his eyes. "You're hungry, right? I remember telling you not to eat too much."

Wooyoung's stomach answered for him with a loud growl. He blushed and looked down, realizing he hadn't eaten anything all day. Marcus never gave him permission to buy himself breakfast or lunch when he ran to get food so he never even thought to get something for himself.

"Perfect." San spun around and lifted Wooyoung up so he could sit on the kitchen counter. It made him let out a small squeak of surprise, but San was gone before he could even say anything, only to return a moment later wearing an apron around his waist. "I'm going to attempt to cook for you, and you are not going to tell me how bad it is because I'm not a cook."

A joyous laughter left Wooyoung and he wrapped his arms around his stomach. "Do I need to worry about you poisoning me?"

"God I hope not. I'll have Pierre on standby with antidote though. He can be here in less than five minutes, that should be enough time right?" San tapped his chin a couple of times.

"I mean, I guess it depends on how quickly you want to kill me." Wooyoung bit his lip to try and hold back his laughter. "You never know, I could have slipped you a slow acting poison the last time I saw you."

San gasped in a very over exaggerate manner before walking up to Wooyoung and placing his hands on either side of him on the counter. "Well I guess we better make the most of whatever time I have left with you."

Wooyoung looped his arms around San's neck while looking down at him. He bent over to connect their foreheads and teased the silky blonde hair at the base of San's skull. "I would like that." He sat back up and pushed San to the refrigerator with his foot. "Now feed me, I'm hungry!"

"Ok, ok." San shook his head and started pulling out several package and placing them on the counter.

"So what's the story with you and Pierre?" Wooyoung asked while swinging his legs back and forth. "You seem close."

"We are. He's with me almost all day seven days a week." San said without looking up from the food in front of him. His forehead furrowed in concentration as he started slicing meat into little chunks. "Although he would never admit it, I consider us friends, even though I am paying him. How sad is that?" He said more to himself than to Wooyoung.

Th younger could tell he was trying to make light of the situation, but there was a hint of sadness to San's voice. It must be lonely for him if the only people he considered friends were people he had to pay...

"He's a good man, and bodyguard. I know he would do whatever it took to protect me if needed. And I would do anything for him in return."

"Does he have a family?"

San shook his head. "No. He said he's never been interested in settling down though." He lifted his head and swung his knife around in a circle. "Lucky me, right? I don't need to worry about him ditching me for someone else." He laughed and returned to cutting.

Wooyoung tilted his head. "So how did you find him?"

"Interviews. Lots and lots of interviews. When I started building my company, I realized there would be a lot of people who didn't like what I was doing or who wanted my money. And to each his own. People are allowed to have different opinions than me, but I wanted to feel safe and a personal bodyguard sounded like a good idea."

"Wow, that sounds... Scary." Wooyoung looked down at his hands, suddenly semi-grateful for his pitiful life.

"It was at first, but I'm used to it now. And really, I do enough good for this city that there aren't a lot of people who don't like my company. I provide thousands of jobs and I run several different charities. That's actually what tomorrow night is for. I have a silent auction going with several donated items and everything from that will go to orphanages around town. Later in the year I'll do one for the local food banks as well."

"San... That's incredible. You're such an amazing person if you are willing to take the time to do that for others."

The older looked up at him with wide eyes, then turned around to hid the embarrassment Wooyoung still caught on his face. He started muttering under his breath and shaking his head.

Wooyoung could see that even his neck was red. It had to be one of the cutest things he had ever seen. San seemed like the kind of person that didn't get flustered very often so he wasn't quite sure how to handle himself.

"So what's for dinner?" He asked, changing the subject.

The look of relief of San's face made Wooyoung chuckle. "That is for me to know and for you to find out. But trust me, you're going to love it."

"Unless it's poisoned."

San pursed his lips and glared at him. "Just for that, you get to sit there in mystery." He said before marching out of the room. "Actually, this makes it even more exciting for me so it works."

The older appeared a few minutes later holding a tie in his hand. He pulled Wooyoung off the counter and wrapped it around his eyes.

"Really?" Wooyoung asked.

"Yup." San said, accenting the 'p'. "My house, my rules." He giggled after tightening the tie and lifting Wooyoung back onto the counter.

They spent the rest of time chatting about random things. Wooyoung learned that San secretly enjoyed reading comics when he could and usually carried a couple around in his briefcase with him, while he disclosed his love for the ocean and how much he missed living by it.

When dinner was ready, San led Wooyoung over to the table and helped him sit down.

"Can I take this off now?"

"No. Open." San said in gentle but commanding voice.

Wooyoung did as he asked and was surprised when something warm entered his mouth. The piece of meat was tender and flavored with hints of red wine, garlic, and a few other herbs. He thought he detected some mushrooms in there too and he couldn't help but hum while eating. "Sannie, this is so good! What is it?"

"You'll see. Open." He could hear the smirk in San's voice, but obeyed once again.

This time the meat tasted the same, but it had a creamy sauce layered over it as well that had hints of cream cheese and rosemary.

San fed him a few more pieces of meat before finally allowing Wooyoung to take off the tie.

Sitting in front of him was a small fondue pot surrounded by a variety of sliced meats and dipping sauces. "Did you do all this yourself?"

"The cooking broth, yes. The sauces, no, they are store bought. I'm not that talented." San chuckled and speared a few chunks of meat with his cooking prongs and stuck them in the bubbling broth.

"It's delicious. Thank you!"

"Just wait until dessert. I have something fun planned for that." San smirked at him with a mischievous look in his eye that made Wooyoung's stomach flip. And that felling went straight to his length as well. It twitched in response and he could feel himself getting excited at the prospect of what San had planned.

It made him want to get through dinner as quickly as possible, but San was determined to drag it out. He would sit and play with the food cooking in the pot or insist on feeding Wooyoung his, which made it so he took longer to eat himself.

Wooyoung found it cute, and endearing, but after the day he had he was ready to forget about everything.

When they were finally wrapping up, Wooyoung offered to help clean everything up, but San said he would have someone come take care of it tomorrow and asked Wooyoung to go wait in the living room while he went to get a few things set up.

The suspense was getting to be too much and he started surfing through his phone to try and distract himself.

That's when he noticed he had a text message that came through a few hours ago. He opened it and a small smile crept across his face.

Jongho

I'm sorry again about this weekend.

I promise I'll try to make it up to you soon.

But I just wanted to let you know that I'm thinking about you.

And I miss you.

I'll see you soon.

Wooyoung let out a long sigh and held his phone against his chest. He knew he needed to make a decision soon. He couldn't keep jumping back and forth between both San and Jongho.

While there had still been no talk at making things official with any of them, things were getting serious on both sides.

If only he could just be in a relationship with both of them.

Wooyoung rolled his eyes and shook his head. What a ridiculous idea.

He glanced back down at his phone.

Wooyoung

It's ok! I understand.

I hope you have a great time with your family.

I miss you too.

And it was true. He did miss being with Jongho.

So much...

"Ok, ready?" San came up behind him and covered his eyes.

Wooyoung jumped in surprise and slipped his phone back into his pocket. "Sannie, what are you doing?"

"Blindfolding you again." The older chuckled and Wooyoung felt the silk tie tighten around his head again. "No peaking. We are going to have some fun." He added in a whisper.

Then he was carefully guiding Wooyoung through his penthouse.

When they stopped, he felt San's fingers start to unbutton his shirt. He reached up to help, feeling anxious and earning a chuckle.

"What? You've been drawing this out all night and I can't take it anymore." Wooyoung said with a pout.

"Well you are going to have to wait a little longer, baby." San whispered.

He made Wooyoung jump a little when he started to kiss along his jaw. At the same time San worked to finish undressing him.

Wooyoung reached up to work on him, but San batted his hands away. "Nope, I'm in charge tonight." He pushed Wooyoung back onto the bed and helped him lay down. "Now stay still."

"What are you doing?" Wooyoung tilted his head in the direction that the other's voice came from. "San? Come on, wha-" He gasped when there was a pressurized air sound and something cold swirled around his left nipple. His back arched off the bed and he went to touch whatever San had done, but he received a quick slap.

"I told you to stay still."

"Sannie..." Wooyoung whined. The same thing happened with his right nipple and he tried to move his hands again.

San 'tsked' at him and folded his arms carefully behind his back so that Wooyoung was laying on them. "Now, now. You're ruining my dessert."

Wooyoung opened his mouth to say something and received a mouthful of whipped cream in response. He groaned and swirled his tongue around to work on swallowing it, but then paused once more when San sprayed a trail down his stomach and on top of his length.

The cold shock made Wooyoung buck his hips and he worked to swallow the rest of the cream in his mouth.

Just when he finished, San filled it once more, but this time his tongue joined it shortly after. He dipped it into Wooyoung's mouth and ran it over every surface he could, lapping at the cream.

Wooyoung lifted his head off the bed, twisting his own tongue with San's and moaning as his desire grew.

The only thing touching him right now was San's lips, and while it was amazing, he wanted more. He started to pull his hands out when San gripped his side and squeezed.

The action was so simple but demanding that Wooyoung paused and let his body relax back onto the bed.

That's when San left his mouth and started licking around one of his nipples.

Not being able to see added an entire different level of pleasure that Wooyoung had never experienced before. He had no idea where San was going to be next, and every swipe of his tongue sent a new wave of goosebumps over him.

His breath quickened when San started to suck on the nipple he'd been circling. It was gentle and teasing.

Until he added teeth and twisted it back and forth.

"A-ah! San!" Wooyoung dug his fingers into the comforter below him and squirmed a little. "Sannie... Please. I want to feel you."

"You will." San mumbled before leaning over him to give the same treatment to his other nipple.

Wooyoung sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and worked it back and forth. He could feel how swollen it already was.

After licking everything up from the current spot, San started lapping at Wooyoung's chest and stomach. He let out a few satisfied hums the lower he got. Then he licked just to the left of Wooyoung's v-line and the younger jolted in place while letting out a little yelp.

Wooyoung froze, staring with wide eyes at the ceiling, even though he knew the blindfold was still there, and his breathing became staggered.

"What's this?" San asked, sitting up a little. He stretched out a finger and ran it over the same spot.

This time Wooyoung couldn't hold back his giggle. His arms flew out from behind his back and grabbed San's wrist to get him to stop. "N-No!" He cried out when San fought against him and pinned his wrists to the bed.

"Don't worry baby, I'll tuck that information away for another day." He said, his voice low and intimidating. "I have other things I need to do first."

Wooyoung gulped. It was loud enough he was sure San probably heard it, but at this point he didn't care.

He got what he really wanted next, and that was San's tongue circling around his aching length.

The older would run his tongue back and forth, circle around the head, then drop down to lick across his entrance in such quick succession that Wooyoung's back arched off the bed and he cried out.

Tears came to his eyes from the over stimulation. He tried to pull his hands from San's grip, but did not succeed.

"San... San, please!" He cried out, before sucking on his lip again.

He wanted to touch the other so bad, to feel him, run his fingers over his skin. This was driving him crazy! And yet he still enjoyed every second of it.

San said nothing in response, but instead dipped his tongue inside Wooyoung, working to stretch him out before licking a strip up his length again.

Just when Wooyoung didn't think he could take anymore, San flipped him over in one smooth motion and grabbed both his wrists in one hand to press against his back while working two fingers from his other hand inside.

It was all so much, but it left Wooyoung wanting more and more.

San pulled back on his hands so that Wooyoung's back was straight, but he let his head hang while San fumbled with rolling a condom on with one hand.

Once he was situated and had pour on some lube, San pressed himself to Wooyoung and pushed in. "God, Youngie. I love how tight you always are." He growled.

The comment made Wooyoung shiver and he wiggled his hips a little. "Please, San... I don't think I can wait any longer. Please, I need you." He begged and wriggled his wrists once more. The position made his shoulders ache, but it was a good ache. He loved it so much.

San gave him what he wanted a few seconds later and started thrusting into him at a quick pace. He somehow managed to find Wooyoung's prostate right away, which made him see white even though his eyes were still shut. "Fu- San! There!" He yelled, straining against the hold San had on him.

Wooyoung became lost in a moment of bliss as San thrust into him even harder, the head of his length brushing against Wooyoung's sweet spot time and time again.

Finally, Wooyoung couldn't hold back any longer. His climax his him hard and he sprayed the sheets below him while throwing his head back.

San wrapped an arm around his chest to pull him up so he was leaning against him and continued to thrust up into him while leaving open mouthed kisses along his neck and jaw.

After a few more thrusts, he thrust in hilt deep and started to pulse with his own climax. San rotated his hips a couple of times to draw out his own climax before easing himself out and helping Wooyoung turn around to sit on the side of the bed.

The younger fell into San's embrace and wrapped his arms around him, happy to finally be able to touch him. It made San chuckle as he gently rubbed Wooyoung's back. "That was amazing."

"I'm glad you liked it. Thank you for letting me experiment." San murmured while pressing a kiss to the side of Wooyoung's head. "Come one, let's go get cleaned up. We have a busy day tomorrow."

San stood and laughed once more when Wooyoung whined at the movement, but shifted to cling to him. He grabbed Wooyoung's thighs and lifted him up so he could wrap his legs around San's waist to be carried into the bathroom.

The warm water was soothing and Wooyoung took advantage of the contact to run his hands over every inch of the older's body while washing him and his hair.

San just watched him with a soft smile the entire time and stole a few kisses in the process.

When they were done, San pulled off the comforter from his bed and threw another one on it before they both settled in, wrapped in each other's embrace.

Wooyoung could feel himself drifting off almost immediately. He hummed and rubbed his nose against San's neck before giving him once more kiss. "Mmm'night Sannie." He mumbled.

He barely felt San tighten his grip before he lost consciousness all together.