San's breath ghosted over wooyoung's neck, his hands only slightly brushing the boys lower back. He groaned in delight, his head thrown back as wooyoung began to grind down on his clothed length. "baby, will we ever do this in a bed?" san chuckled, which turned into a low growl soon after. "doesn't seem like it" wooyoung replied breathlessly.

Wooyoung steadied himself by gripping sans shoulders tightly, grinding his heart out with no help since san insisted he do it all on his own. San chuckled once more, his fingertips sliding up wooyoung's sides slowly. They were cold, wooyoung shivered, san simply smiled up at him with a closed mouth. He slowly made his way up the boys spine, it was arched so beautifully, just for him.

His eye contact was intense, he tilted his head slightly, staring up at wooyoung with hard lust filled eyes. "what a reaction...." san rasped, "i do this to you? hm?" he whispered. "i make you needy hm?"

Sans mouth made its way to wooyoung's ear, he licked a stripe up the boys neck before continuing. "tell me..."

"baby"

Wooyoung couldn't help but let out a whiny moan at the sultry, sinful voice.

"tell me" san repeated breathlessly, he used his free hand to grip wooyoung's lower back tightly, forcing the boys hips to grind down on him. He moved them just the way he liked it, slow and hard.

Wooyoung let out strangled whimpers, hanging on for dear life as san forced him down and up, then down again with a bruising grip.

"how bad.....

"....do you want to be fucked right now?"

Wooyoung inhaled sharply, his eyes clamping shut. San thrusted up roughly into him, making the boy bounce uncontrollably, his arms wrapping around san's neck for balance. "do you want it like this?" he muttered through his teeth.

He slowed down his clothed thrusts, groaning in wooyoung's ear. "or like this" he sighed out, fucking wooyoung's clothes slowly and harshly. He thrusted without mercy, almost breaking out into a smile at wooyoung's needy face.

"oh baby, don't cry" he spoke with fake sympathy, wiping the single tear that ran down wooyoung's flushed face. "i'll be in you soon okay?" san whispered.

Wooyoung sniffled, "san please" he begged, bouncing occasionally at sans hard thrusts. "please what?" he said through a smile, his large hands roaming wooyoung's body shamelessly.

"please just....pl-please" he whined out again.

"i don't know what you're begging for. What do you want? what do you want baby, tell me what you want" he spoke through thrusts.

"san"

"yes?"

"please fuck me, please. Do whatever you want to me." wooyoung begged, hugging san tightly.

San flipped their positions, adjusting the car seat to his liking before connecting their lips into a heated kiss. He kissed the boy everywhere, his hand buried under wooyoung's butt. "baby you're all that i want" he groaned into wooyoung's mouth. "i want you all to myself"

"you have me. I'm yours." wooyoung replied shakily.

"that's right, mine."

San wrapped his fingers around wooyoung's neck, forcefully tilting his head so he could get more access. "i'll do whatever i want to you" he moaned.

"please"

He sucked on the soft skin, leaving dark bruises that would surely be a hassle to cover up. His grip tightened on wooyoung's neck, he dragged his mouth along the boys cheek and back to his wet mouth.

"san please" wooyoung moaned, gripping the boys biceps. "so needy baby" the older groaned.

"just look at you, begging for me to fuck you. Begging for me to absolutely ruin you." he mocked, his nose brushing against wooyoung's bruised wet neck.

He unbuttoned his shirt slowly, smirking at the lust in wooyoung's eyes. He threw it to the side and began unzipping the boys pants with one hand, his other resting under wooyoung's butt.

"help me out baby"

Wooyoung nodded, removing his shirt with haste and unzipping san's pants. San removed his own and wooyoung's, giving wooyoung a kiss before spreading his legs. "you're taking this too slow"

San couldn't help but chuckle, "i'll fuck you fast don't worry" he rasped. He smiled upon getting the reaction he wanted, staring at the red face in front of him.

"please"

"ok."

San pulled down wooyoung's boxers, his hard on was already leaking precum. "you remember that i'm good at the piano right?" san spoke through a smile. "shut up please."

San scoffed before shoving a good three fingers in wooyoung's mouth, making him choke slightly. Wooyoung coated them with his spit, running his tongue around the fingers.

"good boy."

San removed his fingers, smiling at the spit trail it left. He lowered the fingers to wooyoung's hole, sticking his middle finger in almost immediately. "a-ah" wooyoung hissed.

He found a steady pace, so steady that wooyoung didn't even noticed he had added a second finger. San scissored him with skill, watching as wooyoung's face contorted in pleasure.

"ready?"

"i've been fucking ready"

San quirked an eyebrow, "alright then." He pulled down his boxers, giving his length a few strokes before rubbing the tip along wooyoung's hole.

He slid in slowly. Wooyoung squeezed his eyes shut at the pain, he gripped sans hair, head thrown back. San wait until he bottomed out to start moving, his thrusts slow and hard.

Wooyoung let out a small squeak of pleasure, and that was enough to get san going. He adjusted slightly, grabbing onto wooyoung's waist and holding the head of the seat before thrusting like a mad man. He fucked into wooyoung harshly, his thrusts hard and never ceasing.

His thrusts only got harder after each of wooyoung's whiny moans. "yeah?" he hissed, "you like that baby hm?" san spoke through gritted teeth and hard thrusts.

"do you fucking like that? how i fuck you so hard" he whispered with a raspy voice. Wooyoung nodded quickly. He could barely hang on, his body was being jerked up harshly with every merciless thrust. San fucked wooyoung into the seat, making sure that he left a print.

San angled his body more, groaning loudly at the newly found position. Wooyoung let out a high pitched moan, his hands gripping san's hair so tightly he was sure he'd rip some out. "yeah?" san whispered, holding onto the head of the car seat as he fucked wooyoung rougher.

"you fucking like this?" he moaned again, gripping the car seat harder. Wooyoung nodded at whatever nonsense san was saying, enjoying how roughly he was being absolutely destroyed.

San hit wooyoung's specific bundle of nerves dead on, both were bound to finish soon.

The older sped up, if that's even possible. Wooyoung's moans soon turned strangled, San used wooyoung like a rag doll, fucking into him so harshly that the boy couldn't hang onto anything anymore. His body went limp as san used him.

San held the boy through his orgasm, thrusting a few more times before cumming. His breathing was harsh, wooyoung smiled lazily up at him, caressing sans sweaty face with the tips of his fingers.

"let's clean up, yeah?"

"yeah"

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