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𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓨/𝓷, 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯 𝓽𝓸 𝓢𝓮𝓶𝓲-𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽 (𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓾𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽)

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𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 7 𝓶𝓲𝓷 39 𝓼𝓮𝓬

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Hongjoong couldn't take his eyes off Y/n as they sat together on the sofa. The way she smiled, the way her eyes sparkled, and the way she laughed were all mesmerizing to him. He couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have her as his girlfriend.

As they sat in comfortable silence, Hongjoong suddenly spoke up. "You know, I have something for you," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.

Y/n looked up at him with curiosity. "You have something for me? What is it?"

"Close your eyes and hold out your hands," Hongjoong said, his voice taking on a playful tone.

Y/n obeyed, closing her eyes and extending her hands out towards Hongjoong. She felt him place something small and lightweight in her palm, and she instinctively clutched it.

"You can open your eyes now," Hongjoong said, his tone softer.

Y/n opened her eyes and looked at the object in her hand. It was a small, jewelry box. She looked up at Hongjoong with a mixture of surprise and anticipation.

"Go ahead, open it," Hongjoong urged, leaning forward in anticipation.

Y/n carefully opened the jewelry box, and her breath caught in her throat at the sight of a beautiful necklace inside. The pendant was a delicate, intertwining design of silver and jewels, sparkling brilliantly in the light.

"Oh my god, Hongjoong…it's beautiful," Y/n gasped, looking up at him with wide eyes.

Hongjoong smiled, a mix of pride and sweetness in his eyes. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I saw it and thought it would look perfect on you."

Y/n carefully took the necklace out of the box and held it up to her neck. "Can you help me put it on?" she asked, turning her back to Hongjoong.

"Of course," he replied, smiling at the opportunity to help. He took the necklace from her and carefully fastened it around her neck, his fingers brushing gently against her skin as he did so.

Y/n turned back to face him, admiring the way the necklace looked against her skin. "Thank you so much," she said, feeling touched by his gesture. "I love it so much."

Hongjoong smiled, his heart swelling at the sight of Y/n wearing the necklace. "I'm glad you do," he said, bringing his hand up to touch the pendant lightly. "You look beautiful."

Y/n blushed at his compliment, feeling a flutter of happiness in her chest. She leaned in and rested her head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

Hongjoong wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. They sat like that for a while, neither saying a word, just taking comfort in each other's presence. Hongjoong stroked her hair lightly, feeling the softness of it against his fingertips.

Finally, Y/n broke the silence. "Can I ask you something?" she said, her voice slightly muffled by his shirt.

"Of course," Hongjoong replied, still stroking her hair. "What is it?"

"Do you remember when we first met?" Y/n asked, tilting her head back to look up at him.

Hongjoong smiled as he thought back to that day. "Of course I do," he said. "It was during one of our concerts. I still remember the moment I first laid eyes on you. You stood out to me in the crowd. I couldn't take my eyes off you."

Y/n blushed at his words, feeling a warm flutter in her stomach. "And do you remember what happened after the concert?" she asked, her voice a little coy.

Hongjoong chuckled as he remembered that day after the concert. "How could I forget?" he said, a playful gleam in his eye. "I came out through the back door, and there you were, waiting for me."

Y/n grinned, remembering the butterflies she had felt that day. "I was so nervous," she said. "I couldn't believe I was actually going to talk to you, the main rapper of Ateez."

Hongjoong laughed again. "You were so cute, all shy and nervous," he said, his voice fond. "I knew right then that I had to get to know you better."

Y/n snuggled further into his chest, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. "I'm glad you did," she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "I'm glad you took the chance and talked to me. I don't know where I would be without you now."

Hongjoong tightened his arms around her, his heart swelling with love. "I'm the one who should be thankful," he said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, you know that?"

Y/n melted into his embrace, feeling a wave of emotion wash over her. "You're just saying that," she said, a hint of teasing in her voice.

Hongjoong huffed a laugh. "No, I mean it," he said, his voice firm. "You make my life so much better. You give me strength when I'm feeling weak, and you make me laugh when I'm feeling down. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm never letting you go."

Y/n felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "Ugh, now you're going to make me cry," she said, her voice slightly choked up.

Hongjoong chuckled softly, tenderly wiping away her tears with his thumb. "You know I love making you swoon," he said teasingly.

Y/n laughed through her tears, swatting at his arm playfully. "You're insufferable," she said, her voice fond.

"But you love me anyway," Hongjoong said, his tone cocky but his expression soft.

Y/n smiled, her heart feeling like it was overflowing with love for him. "Unfortunately, I do," she said, her tone feigning annoyance.

Hongjoong chuckled, pulling her closer to him. "You're stuck with me now," he said, his voice warm and possessive.

Y/n pretended to huff in annoyance, but she snuggled into his embrace even more. "Oh no, what tragedy has befallen me," she joked, her voice brimming with mock despair.

Hongjoong laughed, his eyes sparkling with affection. "You're such a drama queen," he teased, bopping her playfully on the nose.

Y/n mock glowered at him. "And whose fault is that, Mr. Over-the-top Romance?"

Hongjoong put on a wounded expression. "Hey, I can't help it if I love to make a grand gesture," he said, feigning hurt.

Y/n rolled her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. "You're lucky I find your theatrics endearing," she said, poking him in the ribs.

Hongjoong chuckled softly at her poke, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "Oh, is that so?" he asked, slowly wrapping his arms around her and pulling her onto his lap. "You find me endearing, huh?"

Y/n let out a small gasp as she found herself suddenly straddling him, her face flushing a light pink. "I-I—" she stuttered, suddenly feeling a bit flustered by the sudden change of position.

Hongjoong's arms tightened around her waist, a smirk playing on his lips as he reveled in her reaction. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?" he teased, his voice low and silky.

Y/n blushed even harder, her heart skipping a beat at the pet name. "I just, uh—" she tried to come up with a witty response, but her mind was suddenly blank as she felt the heat of his body against hers.

Hongjoong chuckled again, loving the way he was flustering her. He pulled her closer, their bodies now flush against each other. He could feel her heart hammering against her chest, and he relished the effect he was having on her. "You know," he said, his voice dropping to a murmur, "I can think of a few other ways to make you speechless."

Y/n swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her, and it made her feel both flustered and excited. She knew what he was implying, and the thought made her stomach flutter with anticipation. "Oh yeah?" she managed to say, her voice a little hoarse.

Hongjoong's smirk widened, his eyes darkening with desire. "Oh yeah," he replied, his fingers tracing soft patterns on the exposed skin of her waist, just below the hem of her shirt. He felt her shiver at his touch and his grin became predatory. "You have no idea how badly I want you right now."

Hongjoong's hands continued to roam over her skin, his touch becoming more insistent as his desire grew. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck, causing her to shiver. Just as he was about to taste her, there was suddenly a knock on the door, interrupting their passionate moment.

"Y/n? Hongjoong? Are you in there?" a voice called from the other side.

Y/n and Hongjoong froze in their position, their moment of intimacy shattered by the interruption. Hongjoong's hands stilled on her waist, his grip reflexively tightening as he let out a frustrated huff. Y/n felt a pang of disappointment, her body still thrumming with unfulfilled desire.

"Uh, yeah, we're here," Hongjoong called back, his voice sounding strained. He gently pushed Y/n off his lap, reluctantly putting some distance between them, although his eyes were still darkened with desire.

Y/n sat up, still trying to catch her breath, as the door opened and one of Hongjoong's bandmates, Wooyoung, poked his head in. He looked at the two of them with a smirk, his gaze traveling over their flushed faces and slightly disheveled appearances.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Wooyoung said, his voice dripping with mock innocence.

"Yeah, you kind of are," Hongjoong grumbled, still trying to compose himself. He shot Wooyoung a glare, silently cursing him for ruining the moment.

Wooyoung just chuckled, completely unfazed by Hongjoong's glare. "Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we have a schedule to keep, so you two lovebirds will have to finish your little…session later," he said, a mischievous gleam in his eye.

Hongjoong huffed in annoyance, knowing that Wooyoung was enjoying this too much. Y/n, meanwhile, was trying to smooth out her hair and make herself presentable. She could feel Wooyoung's gaze on her and it made her feel a bit self-conscious.

Wooyoung chuckled again, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on them. "Come on, you two," he said, his tone slightly teasing. "We don't have all day. We need to be at the studio in ten minutes."

Hongjoong reluctantly rose from the sofa, his movements a bit stiff. He turned to Y/n, his expression conflicted. He clearly didn't want to leave her just yet, but he knew they had responsibilities to attend to.

Y/n stood up as well, her legs a little shaky. She could still feel the heat of Hongjoong's touch on her skin, and the unfinished business between them was making it hard for her to focus.

Wooyoung clapped his hands together, effectively breaking the moment. "Alright, chop chop," he said, his tone lighthearted but firm. "Let's get moving, lovebirds. Don't forget about us waiting on your lovey-dovey selves."

Hongjoong and Y/n exchanged a look, both silently promising to continue their passionate encounter later. With a final glare at Wooyoung, Hongjoong grabbed Y/n's hand and led her out of the room, their unsatisfied desires still burning low in their guts. 

As they walked down the hall, Hongjoong couldn’t help but imagine what would happen once they were alone again. Y/n could feel his grip on her hand, tight and possessive, and shivered in anticipation.

When Felix leaves you on read accidentally

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Cw: Fem! Reader, use if y/n, fluff, suggestive smut ending

Word count: 1,043

Estimated reading time: 5 min 9 sec

Authors note: Hi! Im currently away from my computer so this story is coming from my phone. So it'll have a lower quality than normal and it's unedited.

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Yunho pushed open the door to his apartment, his body tiring from a long day of practice. As soon as he stepped inside, he could hear the soft strains of music coming from the living room. He knew immediately that Y/n was home.

He stepped into the living room, his heart warming at the sight that greeted him. Y/n was sitting on the couch, her eyes closed and earbuds in her ears as she hummed along to the music.

Yunho smiled affectionately, silently observing her for a moment. Her hair was up in a messy bun, and she was wearing one of his oversized hoodies. She looked so cozy and peaceful that he almost hated to disturb her.

But he couldn't resist the urge to be close to her. He crossed the room silently and sank onto the couch next to her. Y/n opened her eyes at the movement and turned to look at him, a smile spreading across her face when she saw him.

"Hey there," she said, pulling out her earbuds. "You're home earlier than I thought you'd be."

Yunho hummed, his eyes raking over her form appreciatively. "Practice ended a bit early today," he replied, shifting closer to her on the couch.

Y/n noticed the way he was looking at her and chuckled softly. "What?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Is there something on my face?"

Yunho shook his head, his gaze darkening with desire. "No," he said, his voice low and rough. "Just admiring my beautiful girlfriend in my hoodie."

Y/n blushed at his words, feeling a shiver of excitement run down her spine. She had never gotten used to the way he could so effortlessly fluster her. "Yeah, well," she said, trying to play it cool. "It's cozy, okay? You know I like to steal your hoodies."

"I know," Yunho replied, his grin growing wider. "And I don't mind one bit. I think you look even sexier in my clothes."

He reached out to wrap an arm around her waist, drawing her closer to him.

Y/n let out a small gasp as he pulled her onto his lap, her legs straddling him. She could feel the warmth of his body seeping through his shirt as she settled against him, her arms coming up to wrap around his neck.

Yunho's hands found their way under the fabric of the hoodie, his fingers trailing up and down her bare thighs. He leaned in to nuzzle her neck, his mouth leaving a trail of gentle kisses along her skin.

Y/n let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. "Yunho," she whispered, arching her back as his mouth found a particularly sensitive spot on her collarbone.

Yunho hummed in response, his lips moving down to the exposed skin of her shoulder. He left a trail of lingering kisses, his hands continuing to roam her thighs.

"You know," he murmured against her skin, "this hoodie looks much better on you than it does on me."

Y/n chuckled breathlessly, her fingers tangling in his hair. "You only say that because you like seeing me in your clothes," she teased, tilting her head back to give him better access to her neck.

"Guilty as charged," Yunho admitted, his lips curving up in a smirk. He pulled her closer, his hands gripping her thighs tighter. He could feel her growing warm and wanton in his lap, her body responding to his touch.

Y/n let out a soft sigh, her hips rocking against him unconsciously. She could feel the warmth pooling between her legs as he continued to caress her with his hands, his lips still exploring her neck and shoulders.

"Yunho," she whispered again, her voice tinged with pleading.

Yunho groaned at the pleading tone in her voice, his body reacting instantly to her desire. He could feel her hips moving against him, the heat and friction making his body ache with need.

"What do you want, baby?" he asked, his voice low and rough. "Tell me what you need."

Y/n pulled back slightly so she could look at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. "You," she breathed, her fingers tracing his jawline. "I want you, Yunho."

Yunho's eyes darkened at her words, his hands gripping her hips more firmly. "You have no idea how much I want you too," he said, his voice thick with arousal.

He surged forward then, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue slipped inside, exploring and tasting her.

Y/n melted into the kiss, her body arching against his as their mouths moved together in a desperate, passionate dance. Her fingers tugged at the hem of his shirt, trying to pull it up over his head.

Yunho broke the kiss just long enough to help her remove his shirt, his own hands coming up to pull off her hoodie. He took in the sight of her now, dressed only in a thin tank top and her underwear, and his breath caught in his throat.

"God, you're so beautiful," he murmured, his eyes roving over her body with open admiration.

Y/n's eyes widened at his request, her heart skipping a beat. She swallowed hard, her body already anticipating what he had in mind. Without a word, she obeyed, turning around on his lap so that she was facing the armrest of the couch.

Yunho hummed in approval, his hands coming to settle on her hips. He tugged her further back so that she was sitting between his thighs, her back resting against his chest. "That's a good girl," he murmured, his lips ghosting over her ear.

Y/n whimpered at the feeling of his breath on her skin, her head falling back against his shoulder. She could feel the hard planes of his body against her, her own body growing hotter and more needy with each passing second.

Yunho could feel her body trembling with need against him, his own body responding to her every hitch of breath and moan. He leaned down, his lips trailing down her neck and across her shoulder. "Just relax and let me take care of you," he murmured, his hands sliding up under her tank top.

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓟𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓽-𝓲𝓼𝓱, 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓾𝓷𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓮𝔁 (𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽), 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓼 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮, 𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓵 (𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰), 𝓹 𝓲𝓷 𝓿, 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓼𝓮𝔁 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓵𝔂

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 2419

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 9 𝓶𝓲𝓷 32 𝓼𝓮𝓬

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"Hey, San," Y/n called out as she walked into the living room where San was lounging on the couch, a smile on her face. "Can you come here for a second?"

San looked up from his phone, his eyebrows raising in curiosity. "Sure," he said, his voice curious as he set his phone down. He got up and walked over to where Y/n was standing. "What's up?"

Y/n's heart was pounding in her chest, her palms sweaty with excitement and nerves. She took a deep breath and looked up at San, a small smile on her face. "Can I ask you for a favor?"

San tilted his head to the side, a playful smirk forming on his lips. "Depends on the favor," he said, a hint of mischief in his tone. "What do you need?"

Y/n took another deep breath, summoning her courage. "I was wondering if you could... help me with something," she said, her voice a little shaky. "It's kind of... intimate."

San raised an eyebrow at her words, his smirk growing wider. "Intimate, huh?" he purred, his voice dropping an octave. "Now you have my full attention."

Y/n's cheeks flushed at his response, but she pushed on, her determination growing. "I was wondering if you could... help me unwind if you know what I mean," she said, her eyes meeting his meaningfully.

San's expression darkened at her words, his eyes flicking down to her body and back up to her face. "Is that so?" he said, his voice low and husky. "And how would you like me to help you unwind, hm?"

Y/n stepped closer to him, her body practically humming with anticipation. "I was thinking... maybe you could use your hands," she said, her voice a little breathless. "And your mouth."

San's eyes darkened even further at her words, and a low growl rumbled in his chest. "Is that a command, princess?" he asked, his voice a little rough as he reached out and grabbed her hips, pulling her flush against him.

Y/n shivered at the way he said 'princess,' her heart fluttering in her chest. "It's a request," she said, tilting her head back to look up at him. "But a very... passionate one."

San smirked down at her, his hands moving to her backside and squeezing firmly. "Well, I never could say no to you, especially when you're being so shameless," he said, his voice deep and sultry.

Y/n let out a small gasp at the feeling of his hands on her body, her skin prickling with pleasure. "Good," she whispered, her eyes locked on his as she reached up and threaded her fingers through his hair. "Because I don't want you to say no."

San's grip on her tightened, and he pulled her even closer, his body pressing against hers. "Trust me, princess," he said, his voice a low rumble in his chest. "I have absolutely no intention of saying no."

San's hands moved to the hem of her shirt, his fingers sliding beneath the fabric and against her bare skin. She shivered at the feeling of his rough palms against her soft flesh. He tugged at the shirt, his voice a low growl. "Take this off."

Y/n complied, lifting her arms above her head so that San could pull the shirt off. He tossed it aside, his eyes raking over her exposed skin. "So beautiful," he murmured, his hands resuming their explorations of her body.

His lips found her neck, lips, and teeth grazing against her sensitive skin. She let out a soft gasp, her head tilting back instinctively, giving him more access to her throat. His hands squeezed her hips, pulling her even closer.

"You drive me insane, you know that?" he muttered against her neck, his voice thick with desire. "The way you look, the sounds you make, it's like you're trying to drive me crazy on purpose."

Y/n let out a shaky laugh, her body arching into his touch. "Maybe I am," she admitted, her voice a breathless whisper. "Maybe I like being able to make you lose your composure."

San chuckled against her skin, his fingers tracing over her back, feeling the way her body shivered under his touch. "You're a naughty little thing, aren't you?" he murmured, his lips moving up to her ear. "Thinking you can get me all worked up like this."

San's hands found the waistband of her pants, his fingers slipping under the elastic. "As tempting as it is to tease you some more," he said, his voice a low rumble against her ear, "I think both of us are far too worked up for that."

Y/n let out a small whimper, her body already buzzing with excitement. "You're probably right," she admitted, her voice shaky. "We both know we can't hold out much longer anyway."

San smirked, his lips pressing against her jawline. "That's what I thought," he purred, his hands tugging at her pants, sliding them down over her hips. "I can't wait any longer. I need you, here and now."

Y/n's breath hitched at his words, her body quivering with anticipation. "Yes," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "Please, San, I need you too."

He picked her up, practically tossing her onto the nearest surface - a sofa - and swiftly moving to kneel between her legs. His hands gripped her hips, his eyes raking over her body hungrily. "Gods, you're gorgeous," he mumbled, his voice thick with desire.

Y/n's cheeks flushed at his words, her body arching towards him as her hands reached up to tug at the hem of his shirt. "You're one to talk," she murmured, her fingers tracing over his abs. "Have you seen yourself?"

San chuckled softly, his hands moving to her thighs, spreading her legs even further apart. He leaned down, his lips trailing a line of kisses up her inner thigh. "Not as amazing as you," he mumbled against her skin.

Y/n's breath hitched at the feeling of his lips on her skin, her hands gripping the couch beneath her as she fought the urge to writhe under his touch. "San, please," she whispered, her voice pleading. "Stop teasing me."

San's lips curled into a small smirk against her skin, and he nipped at the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. "But I love teasing you," he purred, his fingers gripping her hips firmly. "I love watching you squirm and hearing those needy little sounds you make."

Y/n groaned, her head falling back against the couch as his words sent a wave of heat through her body. "You're evil, you know that?" she gasped, her hands clenching tighter in the fabric of the couch. "You're enjoying this way too much."

San chuckled again, his breath hot against her skin. "Maybe," he admitted, his lips moving higher on her thigh. "But then again, you're not complaining too loudly are you?"

San's lips finally reached their target, finding her sweet spot and making Y/n gasp and arch her back in pleasure. "Oh gods," she managed to gasp out, her hands finding his hair and gripping tightly.

San hummed against her, his tongue swirling around her most sensitive area, his hands holding her thighs firmly in place. "You taste so good, princess," he murmured, his voice dripping with desire.

Y/n gasped as his tongue continued to work its magic, her fingers fisting in his hair as pleasure coursed through her body. "San... I'm so close..." she managed to gasp out, her body trembling with anticipation.

San responded by increasing his tempo, his tongue working more insistently against her. He wanted her to come undone before he even got to the main course. "Come for me, princess," he muttered against her, his voice thick with desire. "Let go. I want to taste you."

Y/n couldn't hold on for much longer, and San's words were the final push she needed. She cried out as her climax hit her, her body shaking and trembling beneath his touch. San continued to work her through her orgasm, his lips and tongue helping her ride out the waves of pleasure.

When she finally collapsed back against the couch, panting and utterly spent, San pulled away from her, a satisfied smirk on his face. "You're delicious," he said, his voice dripping with pride.

Y/n could only manage a weak whimper in response, her body still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure. "That... was... amazing," she managed to gasp out, her eyes fluttering open to look up at him.

San chuckled, crawling up her body to rest above her, his hands resting on either side of her head. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said, his voice cocky but affectionate. "Because we're not done yet."

Y/n's breath hitched at his words, her body still sensitive and buzzing with pleasure. "We're not?" she asked, her voice a little hoarse.

San shook his head, a smirk playing at the edges of his lips. "Not even close," he said, his eyes dark and hungry as he looked down at her. "I have so much more I want to do to you."

Y/n shivered at his words, her body already stirring in response to his heated gaze. "What do you have in mind?" she asked, her arms coming up to wrap around his neck.

San's hands moved to her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her flush against him. "I want to hear those pretty little noises you make some more," he murmured, his lips trailing a line of kisses down her neck. "And I want to make you scream my name."

San's patience was finally running thin, and he wasted no more time in delving into the main course. In an instant, he was over her, his lips crashing down on hers in a desperate kiss. His tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring every inch of her as his body pressed hers into the couch.

Y/n let out a small gasp at the sudden intensity, but she quickly responded in kind, her tongue tangling with his. Her hands moved up his back, digging her nails into his skin as she pulled him even closer.

San groaned at the feel of her nails on his skin, his body shuddering in pleasure against hers. He broke the kiss, his lips moving to her ear as his hips ground against hers, creating a delicious friction between them.

Y/n gasped at the sensation, her body arching up against him, seeking more friction. Her body was still sensitive from her previous climax, and the feeling of his body pressed against hers was almost too much.

"God, you're so responsive," San growled in her ear, his voice low and rough with desire. "I could take you right here, right now and you'd let me, wouldn't you?"

Y/n let out a needy whimper at his words, her body already aflame with want. "Yes," she whispered, her voice shaking. "Please, San, I want you so badly."

San's growl turned feral at her words, and without warning, he grabbed her hips and flipped them so that she was straddling his lap. "Then take me," he said, his voice thick with need. "Take what you want, princess."

Y/n barely had a moment to register the change in position before she sank down onto him, her body instantly clenching tightly around his hardness. She let out a low, guttural moan, her head falling back in ecstasy.

San's hands gripped her hips tightly, his eyes closed in pleasure as he felt her body surrounding him. "You're so tight," he gasped out, his voice hoarse. "So perfect."

Y/n lifted herself up, her hips grinding down on him as she rode him at a slow, torturous pace. "It feels so good," she gasped out, her hands braced on his chest. "I don't want it to ever stop."

San's grip on her hips grew tighter, his fingers digging into her flesh. "Then don't stop," he groaned, his body quivering with pleasure. "Take what you want, darling. I'm all yours."

Y/n continued to move above him, her body moving on instinct as she sought more pleasure. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed as she focused solely on the feeling of him inside her. "I won't last much longer," she gasped out, her voice shaky. "You're driving me insane."

San's breaths came out in ragged pants, his body trembling with the effort it took to hold himself back. "Come for me again," he growled, his eyes locked on hers. "I want to feel you lose control."

Y/n's body was already on the brink, and his words set her over the edge. She let out a cry, her body tensing as she shattered around him.

San's own release followed immediately after, his body arching beneath her as he spilled himself into her. He let out a guttural moan, his fingers gripping her hips so tightly that she was sure there would be bruises later.

Y/n collapsed forward onto his chest, her body thrumming with pleasure and exhaustion. The only sound in the room was their ragged breaths, both of them trying to come down from the height of their release.

San's arms wrapped around her, holding her close as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "That... was amazing," he panted, his voice hoarse. "You're amazing."

Y/n let out a soft chuckle, her face buried in his chest. "You're not so bad yourself," she mumbled, her body still quivering in the aftermath of their pleasure. "I don't think I can move."

San let out a small chuckle as well, his fingers tracing idly over her back. "That's a good thing," he said, his voice teasing. "Because I plan on keeping you right here in my lap for a while longer."

Y/n let out a content murmur at his words, nuzzling even further into his chest. "Mmm, that sounds nice," she said, her voice soft and sleepy. "Just don't let me fall asleep here. I don't think my back will appreciate it in the morning."

San chuckled again, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair away from her face. "Don't worry, I've got you," he murmured, his voice affectionate. "We'll just stay here a little while longer and then I'll carry you to bed."

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Wooyoung and Y/n had finally gotten some much-needed alone time together after a long day of rehearsals and performances. As soon as the door closed behind them, Wooyoung had Y/n pinned against the wall, his lips eagerly seeking hers in a passionate kiss.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer as his mouth moved down to her neck, kissing and biting his way down to her collarbone. She let out a small gasp as his tongue traced a pattern across her skin, her body arching against him in response.

Wooyoung's hands roamed over her body, his fingers slipping beneath her shirt and tracing patterns across her skin. He had been wanting this all day long, and he was not going to waste any time now that he finally had her in private.

Y/n's breathing grew ragged as his touch sent sparks of desire shooting through her body. She could feel his hunger and want, and it was driving her crazy. She slid her hands under his shirt, her nails scratching lightly against his skin as she reciprocated his touch.

Wooyoung let out a low groan at her touch, his body shuddering at the sensation. He lifted her up, pressing her against the wall as he continued to kiss and bite at her neck and collarbone, his hands roaming further down her body.

Y/n wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer as she arched against him, desperate for more contact between them. Her hands roamed over his back, her nails digging in whenever he found a particularly sensitive spot.

Wooyoung's need for her was growing more urgent, and he wanted more of her. He moved his mouth back up to hers, his tongue seeking entrance, and her mouth opened eagerly under his, allowing him to deepen the kiss.

Their bodies moved together, both of them desperate to be as close as possible, the heat between them growing more intense with each passing moment. Wooyoung's hands continued to roam over her body, his touch becoming more insistent, more demanding.

Wooyoung's mouth moved down her neck, kissing and biting at her skin, his hands roaming across her body as he continued to push her against the wall. She could feel his growing excitement pressed against her, and it sent a shiver of anticipation through her body. His hands were getting more insistent, his touch becoming rougher as his need for her grew more intense. He suddenly picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, his mouth never leaving her skin.

Once they were in the bedroom, he gently laid her down on the bed, his mouth continuing its descent down her body, his hands quickly divesting her of her clothing. Her breaths came in short gasps as his lips and tongue traced a path down her body, her body arching towards him in need.

His hands moved over her body, exploring every inch of her with a combination of gentle and rough touches, driving her wild with desire. She could feel his body pressed against her, his need for her as urgent and intense as her own. He leaned down, his lips grazing her ear, his voice low and hoarse with desire, "I need you, baby."

She couldn't resist him any longer, her body responding to his touch and words. Her hands moved down to the waistband of his pants, her fingers fumbling to undo the button. "I need you, too," she gasped out, her voice thick with desire.

Wooyoung let out a low growl at her words, his body shuddering at her touch. He quickly rid himself of his clothes, his hands roaming over her body once more as he moved back on top of her. His mouth sought hers again, his tongue delving into her mouth in a passionate kiss.

Her body arched against his, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him closer, her hands roaming over his back, her nails leaving red trails on his skin. She could feel his excitement against her, and it was driving her wild with need.

Wooyoung's hands continued to roam across her body, his touch growing more demanding as his need for her intensified. His mouth broke away from hers, moving down her neck and then to her chest, his tongue and teeth tracing a path across her skin.

She let out a soft moan, her head falling back against the pillows as his mouth continued its journey down her body, his hands roaming everywhere, setting her skin on fire, wherever he touched. Her body was on fire, she could feel the heat and need growing inside of her, and she wanted more.

Wooyoung could feel her responses, the way her body moved against his, her gasps and moans, and it only heightened his own need for her. He knew her so well, every response and sound that she made was a sign of her own desire, and he was determined to satisfy them both.

His mouth returned to hers, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her even closer to him. He shifted, positioning himself between her legs, his body pressing against hers, the feeling of skin against skin only heightening their desire.

She could feel his excitement, hard and hot against her, and it only fueled her own need. Her body moved against his, her hips arching up to meet him, her thighs tightening around his waist. She wanted him, needed him, and she didn't want this moment to end.

Wooyoung let out a low, guttural moan against her lips, his body shuddering with need. He broke the kiss, his hands gripping her hips, his voice low and rough with desire, "I want you, now."

She gasped out her response, her own voice husky with need, "Yes, now, please."

He wasted no time, his hands moving to grip her thighs, positioning himself at her entrance. He locked eyes with her, his own eyes darkened with need, "Are you ready for me?"

She nodded, her eyes meeting his, her body trembling with anticipation, "Yes, I'm more than ready, please, Wooyoung. I need you."

He groaned at her words, the desperate need in her voice was all he needed. With a swift, sure motion, he pushed himself into her, his body shuddering.

His eyes closed, his head falling forward, his breath coming in short gasps as he felt her body tighten around him. The feeling was overwhelming, the combination of pleasure and need was almost too much. He waited for a moment, giving her time to adjust to him, before he began moving, his hips rolling against hers, his body pressing into hers, his mind consumed by the need for release.

She gasped at the feeling of him inside her, her body arching up to meet his every thrust, her hands gripping his arms, her nails digging into his skin. Her breath was coming in ragged pants, her body trembling with every movement.

"You feel so good," he gasped out, his voice rough with need. "So perfect. I want you, all of you."

She could only moan in response, her body writhing beneath his, her mind consumed by the pleasure and sensations coursing through her. She tightened her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer, her body demanding more, needing release.

Wooyoung leaned down, his mouth finding hers once more, his tongue delving into her mouth, his hips still moving against hers in a steady, demanding rhythm. His body was tense, every muscle taut with need, his breathing ragged and harsh.

He could feel his release approaching, the heat and tension building, and he knew he was close. He broke the kiss, his mouth moving to her ear, his voice low and strained, "Are you close, baby?"

She nodded, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps, her body trembling with pleasure. "Yes, I'm so close," she managed to gasp out, her hands tightening their grip on his arms.

He could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching around him, and he knew she was on the edge. "Come for me," he gasped out, his hips moving faster, pressing into hers, the need for release building with each thrust.

She shattered, her body arching up against him, a cry of pleasure escaping her lips as she found release. Her body convulsed around him, her nails digging into his skin, her mind consumed by the waves of pleasure coursing through her.

She could feel his own release coming, his body shuddering against hers, his breathing harsh and ragged, his grip on her hips tightening as he pounded into her, his own pleasure mounting with each movement. He let out a low moan as he found his release, his body tensing, his eyes closing as he rode out the waves of pleasure that washed over him. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, gasping for breath, his body trembling.

He could feel her own body shaking beneath him, her hands loosening their grip on his arms, sliding down to his back, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she gradually came down from her own high.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies still connected, their breath slowly returning to normal. Wooyoung pressed a soft kiss to her neck, his mouth moving up to her ear, his voice low and affectionate. "You're amazing," he whispered, his arms wrapping around her, pulling her closer against him.

She smiled, her body relaxing into his embrace, a sense of contentment settling over her. "You're not so bad yourself," she teased, her voice still a little breathless. She ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the feeling of his weight on top of her, the way his body felt against hers.

He chuckled, lifting his head to look down at her, a lopsided smile on his face. "Just not so bad?" he asked, feigning offense. "I'll have you know, I'm damn good."

She laughed softly, her fingers tracing a pattern across his chest. "Oh really?" she said, arching an eyebrow at him. "Is that so?"

He rolled his eyes, a grin on his face. "Yes, really. You should know, you were just screaming my name a few seconds ago."

She smacked his chest gently, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Shut up," she said, a smile on her lips. "You're insufferable, you know that?"

He feigned a look of hurt. "Insufferable?! I'm wounded. You're supposed to be saying how amazing I am and thanking me for blowing your mind."

She pretended to consider this for a moment, her finger tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, I suppose you were pretty great," she admitted, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "But I still haven't decided if I'm going to thank you yet."

Wooyoung pouted. "I see, so now you're going to play hard to get, are you?" He leaned down, nuzzling his face into her neck, his lips ghosting over her skin. "I can be persuasive, you know."

She shivered at the feel of his lips on her skin, her body responding even though she had just climaxed. "Oh really?" she said, her voice a little breathless. "You're going to persuade me, huh?"

He smirked, his lips moving up to her ear. "Oh, I think I can convince you," he murmured, his teeth nipping at her earlobe. "I have my ways." His hands began roaming over her body again, his touch light and teasing.

She let out a soft gasp as his touch sent shivers down her spine, her body arching subconsciously towards him. "Is that so?" she managed to get out, her mind already starting to cloud with desire again.

Wooyoung chuckled, noticing her response to his touch. "Oh, you're already starting to crumble," he teased. "Just wait until I really start working my magic." His mouth began to move down her neck, his tongue tracing a trail across her skin, his hands becoming more insistent, his touch firmer.

She could feel the heat building again, her body responding to his touch, her skin tingling with each kiss and caress. She tried to respond, to make a smartass comment, but all that came out was a soft moan.

Wooyoung chuckled against her skin, his hands roaming over her body, his touch growing increasingly demanding. "That's what I thought," he murmured, his mouth trailing kisses down her collarbone. "You can't resist me for long, can you?"

Her mind was a haze of pleasure, her body responding to his every touch and word, her thoughts consumed by him and him alone. She couldn't find the words to answer him, only able to gasp out another soft moan.

Wooyoung continued his assault on her senses, his mouth and hands roaming over her body, his touch both gentle and demanding. He took his time, slowly, exploring every inch of her, bringing her to the edge again and again, until she was a trembling mess beneath him.

Finally, when he had her completely at his mercy when she was begging and pleading for release, only then did he give in, bringing them both to a climax that left them both utterly spent.

They lay tangled together, their breathing ragged and uneven, their bodies slick with sweat, their minds still spinning. Wooyoung wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, his face buried in the crook of her neck. "You're mine," he whispered, his voice hoarse.

She was too blissed out to respond, her mind still reeling from the pleasure. She just nodded weakly, her body relaxing against his. He chuckled softly, his hands tracing patterns on her back.

Wooyoung continued to hold her in his arms, his touches and caresses becoming softer and gentler as he coaxed her back down from her high. He stroked her hair, his lips brushing against her forehead and cheeks. He murmured soothing words in her ear, his voice low and gentle. "You were so good, baby," he murmured. "You did so well."

As she began to come back to reality, he continued his ministrations, his hands still running over her body, his touch grounding and comforting. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, pulling back a little to look at her face.

She managed a weak nod, a small smile curving her lips. "Yeah," she whispered, her voice a little hoarse. "I'm okay." She opened her eyes, their gazes meeting, and for a moment they just stared at each other, both of them lost in the afterglow.

Wooyoung's expression was soft and tender, his eyes warm and affectionate. "You're so beautiful," he said quietly, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair away from her face. "I love seeing you like this."

She smiled lazily, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. "I feel like I'm floating," she admitted, her voice still a little shaky. "You always get me so worked up, I feel like I'm in a dream."

He chuckled, a smug smile on his face. "I know," he said, his voice filled with pride. "I have that effect on you, don't I?" He shifted his position a little, pulling her closer to him, enjoying the feeling of her body against his.

She snuggled into his embrace, her eyes starting to droop, her exhaustion finally catching up with her. "I can't believe you have that much stamina," she mumbled, her voice muffled against his chest.

He laughed, his hands moving up to caress her back again. "Baby, you haven't seen anything yet," he teased. "I could take you all night long if I wanted to."

She chuckled weakly, her eyes closing. "Please, I won't survive if you do that," she murmured, her voice slurred. "I need sleep. I'm exhausted."

He chuckled again, his arms tightening around her. "Okay, baby, you can sleep," he said, his voice gentle. "I'll take care of you. You just relax and rest."

She hummed in response, her body sagging against his, her exhaustion finally taking over. She mumbled something incoherently, snuggling even closer to him.

He chuckled softly, his hands still running over her back, soothing her. "Sleep, love," he whispered, his voice low and gentle. "I'll be right here when you wake up."

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