#ateez san smut

[10:22pm] “Look at the camera, baby, I’m gonna save it as my background even if your boyfriend sees it.” W/ Dom!San x Fem!Sub!Reader ft.Seonghwa

Word count:1.2k

Smut Warning: nothing too bad… oral (f), fingering, light hickeys, teasing, Seonghwa’s watching

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Your heart is beating out of your chest as San’s hand rubs your thigh softly, “What did say?”

Your eyes trail to Seonghwa as San repeats himself, “I just said I think you look really pretty today.”

You tilt your head to the side knowing that’s not what he said, “What are you doing?” You weren’t uncomfortable with what San was doing but San seemed to be more touchy than usual, “Are you okay?”

You grip onto San’s chin and pout as you tilt your head. San’s eyes are glued to your lips and your eyes switch between Seonghwa who’s paying very little attention to the two of you and San who is looking at you so intently.

You feel San’s breath fanning over your lips and it’s taking everything in your being not to move forward, “Seonghwa-“ your not sure who your talking to. You don’t know if your calling for Seonghwa to do something, or to you to remind yourself that Seonghwa, your boyfriend, is sitting on the sofa right next to you and San.

Seonghwa hums next to you, still not looking away from his phone, “Go ahead.”

San wastes absolutely no time. With Seonghwa’s words, your back is pressed against the sofa with San hovering over you. Your hands immediately reach up to grip his shirt tightly.

San’s hand slides under your shirt to pull you closer to him. He pulls away and you look up at him with wide eyes before he attaches his lips to your neck. Your breathing is shaky as you feel his lips sucking on you lightly.

You can’t help yourself when you let out a loud whine as San’s teeth drag on your skin lightly. You can feel him smile against you as your hand moves from his shirt to grip his hair.

You tilt your head to the side and you catch Seonghwa’s gaze. Your face gets hot and your heart beats faster as Seonghwa winks at you before going back on his phone.

You know he’s watching you out of the corner of his eye and you think about putting on a show for him, but as San reaches his hand further inside your shirt you let out a squeal as he pinches your nipple.

“San- oh my god San, please.” You don’t even know what you’re asking for. You unconsciously spread your legs and San laughs as he pulls away.

“What’s wrong? Tell me what you want.” San rubs your inner thigh softly and waits for you to respond. Your mouth opens and closes not sure what to say, “I- I dunno. Please just touch me. Please, San.”

San looks up to Seonghwa for what you’re assuming is permission but your hands reach out to the waistband of San’s sweats.

Once San turns his attention back to you his gaze is completely different. You bite your lip and tilt your head as you look up at him. San moves your hands from his sweats in order to remove your shorts.

San slips your shorts and underwear off at the same time making you shut your legs in a sudden embarrassment. San grips onto your knees and spreads them, “Now isn’t the time to get shy, darling. Seonghwa is enjoying it too, right?”

You turn your attention to Seonghwa who’s already given up pretending not to care, has his eyes glued to the two of you. Your attention is quickly taken back as San makes his way in between your legs. Your hand slaps over your mouth as you try to muffle your moans as much as possible.

San reaches for your wrists and brings your hands down from your face and places them on top of his head. You immediately grip onto his hair to push his head further into you.

Your hips start to grind down onto San’s tongue as you grip onto his hair tightly. Your eyes so desperately want to shut but the look on Sam’s face is so pretty.

Suddenly San pulls away making you let out a desperate moan, “Why don’t you just record us? Use it for later…” San winks at Seonghwa and he rolls his eyes but gets his phone out anyways.

San pushes your shirt up over your chest to expose you further to Seonghwa. You smile at Seonghwa knowing that San is going to continue to push his buttons until either this is over or he snaps.

You turn back to San with a pout, “San, ignore him.” You pull him down and he avoids where you need him so desperately.

His tongue glides over the skin on your inner thigh, your breathing is heavy as your clenching around nothing. You want nothing more than for San to just fuck you, but you know that would be slightly pushing it so you keep quiet about it.

Sam’s hand reaches in between your legs and spreads your cum before he spits on your pussy causing your body to jerk as you cry out, “Fuck, San! Please- I can’t! I need to cum- it felt so good!”

“Did it?” You nod vigorously to try and get San to do anything at this point, “Well since you asked so nicely who am I to say no.”

You almost cry of relief when San attaches his lips around your clit. San easily slips his middle and ring finger inside of you, finally filling you.

You unconsciously close your legs around San’s head as the feeling starts to get more and more overwhelming and your eyes shut as you throw your head back.

San suddenly pulls away and when you open your eyes San has his phone pointed at you too. Another wave of arousal went through you and you almost cum right then.

San has his fingers pumping in and out of you at a faster pace and you struggle to even keep your eyes open, “Look at the camera, baby, I’m gonna save it as my background even if your boyfriend sees it.”

San turns to give Seonghwa a smug smirk and that’s the breaking point for you. His thumb rubbing against your clit in soft circles in contrast to the pace of his fingers feels too good for you to be able to keep going.

You pull San down harshly as you wrap your arms loosely around his shoulders, “SanSanSan- oh my god! Oh my god fuck!” Your words trail off into incoherent whines and moans as San brings you down from your orgasm.

San stops his movements as your legs start to twitch and your breathing slows down. He attempts to pull away, but your grip on him is strong as you speak up, “Are you actually recording me?”

“Mhm…” San is quiet for a bit before he continues, “If that’s okay. I can delete it if you want.”

You smile as you shake your head. “Are you okay Hwa?”

You properly look at Seonghwa for the first time and see his cheeks flushed as sweat drips down his neck, “Next time I think I wanna join.”

You and San look at each other with a soft smile, “Next time you gotta fuck me, yeah?”

“Next time.”

ATEEZ San- Weakness (oneshot)

Genre: mild angst, fluff, smut, arranged marriage au, mafia au.

Pairing: Mafia!San x reader (fem)

Word count:2.6k

Warnings: alcohol consumption, mentions of drugs, oral (f receiving), dry humping, riding, clit play, protected sex.

“A lot of women here are beautiful, but she stands out. She is truly stunning,” San stated, taking a sip of the expensive wine offered at the party, eyes watching you—his wife of four months—while you conversed with other mafia wives.

You were dressed in a v-neck black gown that had a slit running up to a few inches above your mid-thigh. You were wearing a simple diamond necklace that San had given you a few weeks back, and he couldn’t stop himself from feeling happy that you chose to wear it today.

“And yet you never let her know that,” Wooyoung said to his bestfriend, reaching into his pocket to take his pocket knife out. “Sometimes, I feel like stabbing you,” he stated, holding the small knife up.

“Of course you do. She is your sister, after all,” San chuckled. “I do give her a lot of gifts every week. She’s content… or at least she seems to be.”

Wooyoung sighed, downing his sixth shot for the night. “Sannie, my sister isn’t like most women here in this hall who are content with a materialistic life. Y/N would’ve never married you if our father didn’t force her to. She always wanted to marry for love.”

San felt a slight ache in his chest. “I can never give her that. Love… it’s nothing but a weakness.”

Wooyoung snorted, downing another shot, having heard that sentence from San’s mouth ever since they became bestfriends three years ago. San’s father always told him that love was a weakness, especially in the mafia world; if a rival group knew you were madly in love with someone, the best way to get what they want is to kill the person you love.

“I know your father always told you that ever since you were young, but you need to give yourself a chance to experience it. Trust me, there’s no better feeling than love. And you really need to hurry up before Y/N reaches her limit and dumps your ass for another man.” San’s jaw clenched at the last sentence; he couldn’t even stand the thought of you in another man’s arms.

San was about to say something, but he saw you making your way towards him and your brother.

“Woo!” you hugged your twin brother tightly. “I missed you so much!”

“You’re squishing me!”

“Oops!” you laughed, pulling away from him with a bright smile that made San’s heart flutter.

San listened to you talk to Wooyoung about how you wanted to buy a yacht, mesmerized by how happy you were in your brother’s presence; it was something he rarely got to see as he’s cold and ignorant to you most of the time. He never wanted to be like that with someone as sweet as you, but he knew if he didn’t treat you like that, his true feelings for you would be exposed and you would become his weakness.

“Oh, excuse me for a moment,” you said when you spotted an old friend. You made your way towards the man. “Bae Jinyoung!” he turned to look at you, surprised to see you here.

“Oh? Jung Y/N?! Oh wait no, now you’re Choi Y/N,” he stated with a smirk. You chuckled, pulling him into a friendly hug, making San’s blood boil with jealously; he hated how you smiled and laughed with another man.

“Oh you look pissed off, I wonder why,” Wooyoung teased an evidently annoyed San.

“How does she know him?” San questioned, eyes never leaving you.

“Jinyoung is our childhood friend,” he took another shot. “And Y/N’s first love,” he added.

“What?!” San half-yelled, causing a few people nearby to briefly look at him. You glanced at your husband for a second before turning your attention back to Jinyoung, pissing San off further. “That was him?!” he asked in a lower volume. San knew you were in a friends-with-benefits relationship for almost two years; however, he wasn’t expecting it to be with Bae Jinyoung. San had nothing personal against the guy, but he just didn’t like the way Jinyoung boasted about his wealth and success when there were many other young mafia bosses who were as successful as him. He didn’t understand how an extremely humble woman like you would be into a man like that.

“Chill, they’re just friends now,” Wooyoung said with a smirk. San watched how you laughed with Jinyoung, feeling his heart ache; he knew it was his fault for being so cold to you, but he still wished you would be like that with him, too.

“If it affects you so much, pull your shit together and go get your woman,” Wooyoung stated.

San took a few deep breaths before he made his way towards you, surprising Wooyoung because San usually never listens to him.

“Babe, it’s getting late,” San said, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Let’s go home, yeah?” he placed a soft kiss on your head. You froze in shock for a second, wondering why he was suddenly being so nice and affectionate to you, especially in public. Once he let you go, you cleared your throat.

“Until next time, huh?” Jinyoung said to you with a wide smile. You chuckled and nodded, giving him a quick hug while you told him to take care before leaving with San.

-

As soon as you got home, San went straight to his room. You wanted to ask him about the kiss he had placed on your head, but you decided against it, coming to the conclusion that he just didn’t want other people to gossip about you conversing alone with another man who happened to be your ex-lover.

You moved to your closet, removing your clothes and jewelry. You wore clean panties and a large t-shirt before going to the bathroom to take your makeup off.

Once you were done, you went to the kitchen to fill up the water bottle you kept beside your bed. San was in the living room, going through some documents about a drug deal his gang was going to make with an international mafia gang. He was shirtless, only wearing his gray sweatpants.

After you filled your water bottle, you tried to reach for the jar of stroopwafels that San had brought from his trip to Amsterdam.

San made his way towards the kitchen to get a drink, stopping in his tracks when he saw you standing on your tippy toes, trying to reach the jar. He couldn’t help himself from checking you out. Your t-shirt had risen up your thighs to your hips, revealing the red panties you were wearing. San took a deep breath, trying not to seem bothered while he moved right behind you to get the jar down for you, placing it on the counter.

You turned around, a little flustered by how close he was. “Thank you,” you mumbled shyly, trying your best to not look at his bare upper half.

San chuckled, noticing everything. “You can look at me, it’s okay,” he said, amused by your stunned expression and the pink shade coloring your cheeks. He leaned forward a little, placing his arms on the counter, trapping you in between his muscular arms. “I am your husband, after all.” San slowly leaned in, his eyes flickering between your eyes and your lips. He stopped just a centimeter away. “Fuck, you make me feel so many unexplainable things,” he murmured, pulling away. He gave you a small smile before walking back to the couch, continuing his previous task of reading the documents, leaving you standing all alone in the kitchen, utterly stunned by his actions.

You snorted, realizing what just happened. You made your way towards your husband, letting your eyes roam over his toned upper half this time. You gently took the documents away from his hands, tossing it onto the adjacent couch.

“You can’t just leave me like that,” you climbed onto his lap, “after saying such things.” you straddled him, and this time it was his turn to be surprised and flustered by your bold actions.

San quickly composed himself. “What are you gonna do about it?” he questioned with a smirk, hands moving to grip your bare thighs. You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned in, brushing your lips against his. “This,” you whispered, pressing yourself down on his bulge, causing him to suck in a breath. San’s hands gripped your thighs tighter while you gently moved on his growing bulge. You crashed your lips onto his, letting out a gasp when his hands moved to grip your ass. San kissed you back passionately, enjoying the way your hands moved to tug on his black hair. You felt yourself getting wetter and wetter while San moved you faster on his bulge.

You pulled away, gently pulling at the ends of his hair. “I want you.”

San looked quite hesitant, wondering if you really wanted to take it to the next level despite everything. His hand reached up to cup your cheek. “Are you sure?” he asked, gently stroking your skin with his thumb.

“Yes… please,” you begged, leaning your forehead against his.

San couldn’t refuse. He picked you up, placing an arm below your ass to support your weight while your legs wrapped around him. He carried you to his room, heartbeat racing faster and faster with every step.

He placed you on his bed, eyes never leaving you while you pulled your large t-shirt over your head, exposing your upper half. San gently pushed you onto your back, hovering above you. His lips latched onto your neck, kissing around the area until you let out a whimper, signaling that he found your sweet spot. San began sucking and nibbling on the spot, making sure to leave a mark. He trailed kisses down from your neck to your breasts, taking one of your nipples into his mouth while he rolled the other one with his fingers. He gave the same treatment to the other one before moving down your body, stopping at the waistband of your panties. He looked up, asking for your permission. When you nodded, he pulled your soaked panties down your legs, tossing it somewhere in the room.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” San said, eyes taking in the sight of you naked, your glistening pussy on full display for him.

He situated himself in between your legs, spreading them further apart. He gave your clit a few kitten licks before taking your nub into his mouth, gently sucking on it.

“San!” you moaned, hands reaching down to grab his hair while he sucked on your nub. “Fuck! It feels so good.” Your legs tried to close, but he forced them open. Your chest heaved while your husband ate you out like a starved man. “S-San, I want you in me right now!” he hummed in response, the vibration causing your walls to clench. He left your clit to collect your wetness with his tongue, satisfied by how wet you were.

San pulled away, licking his lips. “You taste so fucking good, baby.” He took his sweatpants off along with his hip briefs, exposing his hard cock that was already leaking with precum. He reached for his bedside table, taking a condom out from the drawer. He quickly tore the packet and slid the condom onto his length while you admired his well built body.

San leaned down to kiss you. “Are you ready?” he asked. You nodded and he positioned himself at your entrance. He slowly entered you, causing you to clench at the sudden stretch that you haven’t experienced in a long time. He continued to push in until you were completely filled up. You took a couple of seconds to adjust to his size. “You can move now.”

San began thrusting into you slowly at first, just wanting to feel you and the way you clenched around him. “Fuck, babe, you’re soo tight,” he commented, eyes scrunching shut in pleasure when your walls tightened around him. He leaned forward to capture your lips with his own in a slow, sensual kiss. You moaned into his mouth when you felt him hit your spot. He pulled away to kiss your neck while your nails ran down the expanse of his back. “S-San,” you mewled. “I wanna ride you, please.” He looked up at you with a smirk.

“What my baby wants, my baby gets.” He pulled out of you to sit against the pillows. You straddled his lap, sinking down onto his cock. You immediately started bouncing on his length, wasting no time. “Fuck, babe!” San moaned, hands moving to grip your hips. “Slow down, baby, you’re gonna make me cum.”

You smirked, moving even faster, making him groan in pleasure. San watched your boobs bounce while you threw your head back, feeling him repeatedly hit your spot. You felt the knot forming in your lower area. “San, I'm—” you couldn’t even finish your sentence due to the intense pleasure.

“I know, me too,” he managed to say through grunts. His hands moved to grip your ass, making you move even faster. The sound of your moans and skin clapping filled the air, and a thin layer of sweat formed on San’s body, making it slightly glisten under the light.

“Baby, come for me,” he said, rubbing your clit in circular motions. Your legs shook and your walls wildly clenched around him. You yelled out San’s name when you reached your high, a great euphoric feeling taking over your entire body. San came right after you, spilling into the condom. You moved on him a few more times, milking him dry, before you got off of him, collapsing beside him while you tried to control your breathing. San kissed your head before moving to dispose the used condom in the trash-can in his bathroom. He turned on the water in the whirlpool tub, knowing how much you loved it.

“How do feel?” he asked, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

You smiled up at him. “I feel amazing, so ecstatic… I can’t even describe it.”

San chuckled, his dimples showing. He gently picked you up bridal-style, carrying you to his bathroom. He settled down in the large tub, pulling you against his body, feeling like he was on cloud nine.

Although San was taught that love is nothing but a weakness, he knew he had fallen hard for you. If this is what it felt like to have a weakness, he was ready to risk it all.

ATEEZ San- Explore (oneshot)

Genre: Fluff, smut, high school au.

Pairing: badboy!San x reader (fem)

Word Count:2.5k

Warnings: profanities, masturbating for the first time, handjob, clit play, fingering.

You took a bite of your sandwich, listening to your bestfriend talk to you and your friends about her first time with her boyfriend.

“I swear, nothing feels better than that,” your bestfriend stated, taking a sip of her mango juice. “I can do it over and over again.”

Miri laughed. “I told you you’d enjoy it! Now it’s Y/N’s turn!”

You nearly choked on your sandwich. “W-What?!”

“Y/N, I’m pretty sure you imagine Choi San fucking you until you see—”

“Shh!” you put your palm over her mouth. “We’re in public! His crazy fans might hear you!”

A few months ago, you developed a crush on one of your school’s badboys, Choi San, after he suddenly became interested in you after being partnered for an assignment. Initially, you thought he just wanted to get into your pants, but after five months of knowing him, you knew he genuinely cared about you. You couldn’t deny that you liked the boy and of course you’ve thought about dating him, but you didn’t know how he truly felt about you.

“I’ve seen the way you look at San,” your bestfriend said with a smirk. “Not the lovey-dovey look, although I’ve seen that too, but I’m talking about the I-want-you-to-dick-me-down look.” Your cheeks instantly turned a bright pink; were you really that obvious? Well, it’s not your fault San looks irresistible. The man’s a whole Greek God in your eyes.

“You should make a move on him, Y/N,” Yeonhee said.

“Yeah, get some dick,” Miri agreed.

“Guys, you’re supposed to encourage me to study, not to have sex!” you said, finishing the remaining of your sandwich. “Besides, how will I let someone else do things to me when I’ve never done anything to myself?” Sure, you’ve made out before with your ex, but there was very minimal touching over the clothes and some tongue. You never went further than that.

“Then start with yourself, genius. Explore your body and get familiar with it,” your bestfriend stated nonchalantly. “I have the perfect advice for you. Trust me, you’ll love the experience once you start exploring yourself and it’ll be even better when someone else does it for you.”

-

“Hey, mom? Do we have coconut oil?” you asked, entering her bedroom. “My lips are really chapped,” you lied, knowing your mother would definitely fall for it.

“Yeah, it’s in the kitchen in the third cabinet,” she answered. “It’s good that you’re finally using something natural and not those chemical filled products.” Oh, if only she knew. “Coconut oil is very safe and has a lot of benefits.”

“Mhmm, yeah.”

You wished your mother goodnight before you made your way to the kitchen, filling a tiny container with the oil. You couldn’t buy sexual lube at the moment and you didn’t want to wait, so this was your only option.

You went to your room, placing the tiny container on your bedside table while waiting for your parents to fall asleep. Once you were sure they were asleep, you locked your bedroom door.

You took off your clothes and lied down on your back, remembering all the advice your friends gave you.

You coated your fingers with the coconut oil before pressing it to your clit. You gently rubbed your nub in an up-and-down motion, closing your eyes while you thought of San hovering over you, imagining that your fingers were his. Your free hand moved to cup one of your breasts, giving it a gently squeeze. You could feel the heat at your hole, dripping with your essence while you increased the pace, rubbing your clit faster, imagining San slamming his cock in and out of you.

“San!” you moaned loudly, fingers moving faster on your clit; you were glad your parents’ room was downstairs and on the other side of the house. Your back arched and your jaw dropped when you felt your clit become sensitive; it felt so so good. You kept rubbing at your nub until your legs shook and your clit was overstimulated. Was that it? Did you cum? You didn’t even know. You assumed you didn’t based on what your friends described an orgasm as.

You tried to rub yourself again, but your clit was too sensitive to handle it. You slowly sat up, putting your panties back on, feeling a little disappointed that you didn’t orgasm. Oh well, you can always try again next time.

The sound of someone clearing their throat made you jump and you cover yourself with your blanket.

“San?!”

San was inside your room, leaning against your open balcony door, staring at you with a smirk on his face. He was dressed in ripped jeans and a white t-shirt, and yet, he looked absolutely divine.

San has come into your room a bunch of times, but you certainly weren’t expecting him today. He always calls you before coming over, so you wondered why he didn’t do that this time.

“I’m sorry for interrupting your… session,” he said, although he didn’t seem sorry at all. “I would’ve stayed outside, but it’s really cold, and as you can see, I’m not wearing warm clothes.”

You didn’t really know what to say. “Uh, when did you get here?" 

"A minute or two before you moaned my name,” he muttered with a smirk, making you pull the blanket up to cover your flushed face. So he saw pretty much everything?

San chuckled, moving to sit beside you on your bed. “Don’t feel shy or embarrassed, Y/N,” he pulled the blanket down to your neck to reveal your face. “I always think of you whenever I need to get off.” You involuntarily let out a small whimper, feeling your sensitive clit throb at his words.

You sat up straight, letting the blanket fall to your waist, revealing your bare upper body. You noticed San gulp while his eyes took in the sight of your breasts. You wrapped your arms around his neck while you leaned in, gently kissing his jawline. San smiled, his hands moving to your bare waist, making you gasp at the feeling of his cold hands on your heated body.

Unable to control yourself, you crashed your lips onto his, and he responded immediately. You had imagined how it would feel to kiss San several times before, but this was a whole lot better.

Without breaking the kiss, you pushed him onto his back, straddling his lap. San smirked at your actions and you leaned down, reconnecting your lips. You involuntarily grinded onto his growing bulge, causing him to groan in pleasure. You could feel your panties sticking to your wet folds while you moved on him. Without breaking the heated kiss, San sat up, pulling you along with him, so that his back was resting against the headboard of your bed and you were still straddling him. He broke the kiss to trail open mouth kisses along your neck, making you tilt your head to give him more access.

“Can I touch you?” he mumbled against your skin, giving it a little nibble.

“Yes, please…”

San’s hands moved up your body to your breasts. He gently massaged your breasts before taking one of your nipples in his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, giving it a little swirl before repeating the same action for the other one.

“You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to do this to you,” he said, lips meeting yours in a quick kiss before he changed positions, hovering above you. “Every time I came to your room, I had to control myself so much from wanting to kiss you… to touch you…” his hand moved down to your thighs, giving it a squeeze before he teased your inner thighs. He slowly moved his hand to cup your clothed heat, making you whimper.

“Fuck, please touch me,” you begged.

San slowly took your panties off, mouth watering at the sight of your glistening core. His fingers moved to your clit, gently stroking your sensitive nub. You grabbed his hand once your clit became too oversensitive again, stopping him from touching you.

“I… it’s very sensitive from what I was… doing before. It was my first time, so I don’t think I can handle more,” you mumbled, cheeks heating up. That’s when San noticed the tiny container of coconut oil on your bedside table.

“Oh, you masturbated for the first time today?” he asked. You nodded, a little embarrassed.

“And you were thinking of me while you did it? Fuck, that’s so hot,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss you. “Since you’re overstimulated, I won’t touch you there. But I can finger you, if and only if that’s okay with you.”

You nodded. “It won’t hurt, right?”

“From what I’ve heard, it most likely won’t. I’ll be as gentle as possible.”

“Okay… then finger me, please.”

San kissed your neck while his fingers explored the area around your entrance, avoiding your sensitive clit; he didn’t want to just shove his fingers up immediately. “Just relax, baby,” he murmured against your skin, and your tense body relaxed a bit. He ran his finger along your wet folds, collecting your juices. He took his time, teasing you around that area, trying to get you wetter.

When you felt wetter, he moved his body to rest in between your legs. He slowly slipped a finger into your hole. “Does it hurt?” he asked. You shook your head and he continued pushing his finger all the way in. You winced at the slight sting you felt when he pulled his finger back a little. “Are you okay? Does it hurt, baby?”

“It stings a little, but it’s tolerable,” you said, your hands moving to his messy black hair.

San slowly started pumping his finger in you, trying to be as gentle as possible; the stingy feeling was starting to fade away and you let him know that. He tapped around your walls, searching for your g-spot. You sucked in a breath when he found your spot, clutching a fistful of his hair. “Found it,” he smirked, continuing to finger you, making sure to hit that very spot.

“S-San…” you moaned, your walls clenching around his finger. He kissed and gently sucked on the skin of your inner thighs while he fingered you. You could feel something building up in your lower stomach, and you assumed you were close to orgasming. “San, I think I'm—”

“Let it go,” he pumped his fingers faster, making your back arch. “Cum for me, baby.” His words and a few more pumps was all it took for your orgasm to wash over you, making you loudly moan his name. He pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean, eyes closing at your taste. “So fucking sweet.”

You pulled San into a kiss, tasting yourself, feeling really happy and relaxed. You felt his hard-on press against your inner thigh, and you instantly pulled away. “Let me help you now.”

San pecked your lips. “It’s fine, Y/N. This is all new to you so I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or something.”

“I’ll be happy knowing that you’re satisfied too,” you said, running a hand through his hair. “But you’ll have to show me how cause I’ve never done this before.”

He chuckled cutely, kissing you softly before he sat against the headboard. “Grab the oil, baby. Pour some onto your palm,” he said, pulling his t-shirt over his head, revealing his toned abs. You did as he said while watching him unzip his jeans, taking it off along with his briefs, causing his hard cock to slap against his lower stomach, the tip leaking with precum. Your eyes roamed all over his naked body; you always thought San looked extremely handsome, but now he looked even better.

“Touch me, Y/N,” he said with a smile, grabbing your attention. “You just have to touch me like this,” he showed you how to do it and gave you a few tips.

“Okay…”

You gently wrapped your oily hand around his length, earning a slight hiss from him. You moved your hand up and down his length just like he showed you, lubricating it with the oil. You twisted your hand slightly, moving closer to his tip. “Fuck,” he muttered when you swiped your finger along his slit; you mentally noted that he liked it. Your hand moved back down and you added a little pressure, slowly jerking him off. “You’re doing so well, baby,” he moaned, staring at you with hooded eyes, lower lip caught in between his teeth. You increased the pace, making him buck his hips up. “Keep going, doll… I’m so close.” You moved your hands faster, earning a loud groan from San while he orgasmed, his cum shooting onto his stomach and some spilling onto your hand. You stroke him for a few more seconds before removing your hand.

San pulled you into a quick kiss. “That was amazing, Y/N. You did so well.”

“T-Thanks…” you blushed. “I’m glad you liked it.”

“I loved it,” he pecked your lips. “Let’s clean up, hmm?” You nodded, and the two of you made your way to your bathroom.

San told you about his day while you both washed up. After you both got dressed, you cuddled on your bed, resting your head on his chest.

“Oh, by the way… I actually came here to tell you something,” San said, intertwining your hand with his.

“Tell me what?” you questioned sleepily; you could hear his heartbeat speed up.

San took a deep breath, feeling quite nervous. “I… I like you, Y/N,” he confessed. “I’ve liked you ever since we worked on that assignment together. My feelings just keep getting stronger, so I just had to let you know today.”

You moved so that you could see his face that was filled with hope and anxiety because he wasn’t sure if you felt the same way even after what you both did minutes ago.

You reached up to cup his cheek, hand moving down to run along his sharp jawline. You brought his face closer to yours, capturing his lips in a soft, slow kiss, instantly making his tense body relax. You pulled away slightly to say, “I like you too, Sannie.”

San smiled wide, his dimples showing. He pulled you into a kiss even though he wasn’t able to stop smiling.

He pulled away to look at you, his hand gently running through your hair. “Would you do me the honor of going on a date with me tomorrow?”

You nodded with a smile, pecking his cheek. “Gladly.”