#bottom san

He hummed as your thumb stroked the skin of his stomach absently, causing him to lean back against your chest more. He started getting fidgety once your fingers stroking the skin above his waistband, stroking the v line and the veins that dipped under his pants. “Sanie are you ok?” He hummed, nodding softly, eyes drooping closed as he let the feeling wash over. Melting into your hold as your fingers skimmed under the band of his sweats. “Youve been so good Sanie.” He nodded against your shoulder.

You shifted, leaning over to grab the lube from the bed side table. You hummed quietly as you slipped a hand under his sweats, fingers wrapping around the semi hard length inside. You pressed your lips against his cheek. “You’ve been doing so good during promotions. Atiny keep talking about it.” Removing your hand you hushed his whine as you squirted some of the lube on your fingers. You adjusted your positions, pushing San’s sweats down a bit.

You wrapped a hand around his length, squeezing as you snickered at his jolt. “Cold?” He nodded, whimpering softly as your other hand slid past his dick, sliding gently across perineum. His breath hitched and you giggled, nuzzling your face into his neck. “”Relax Sanie.” You cooed into his ear, letting your finger stroke the skin there until you felt him relax, tugging on his balls lightly before you prodded at his ass, cooing softly. “Youre such a good boy baby.” You whispered, stomach clenching at San’s whine of your name.

You licked a small spot on his jaw line as you pushed a finger inside, humming softly as you stroked his cock, smiling. “Focus on the feel of my hand around your cock San.” You whispered against his cheeks, nipping at the skin as you jerked your hand a few more times as you pushed your finger in deeper, licking your lips. A loud groan spurred your hand to move faster before you pulled you hand off, hitching San’s legs over yours to keep him spread. “Stop trying to close your legs.”

“Im sorry.” He whined, wanting your hand back on his cock as your finger moved slowly, a second slowly pushing in beside the first. “Since you said sorry.” You pecked his cheek a few times, getting a small giggle from the ticklish feeling before your hand snaked around his cock again, cutting the giggle off with a gasp as your thumb swept across the head and bringing the precum up to your mouth.

San’s eyes on you felt hot as you stuck your finger in your mouth. His mouth was open by now, panting into the air. Pulling them out with a slight pop you grinned at him. “Do you wanna taste?” You questioned, the eagerness in his eyes making your stomach clench. “I dont know if you should. I kind of want it all to myself.” You teased as San huffed, his hand wrapping around the back of your head as he tugged you to his lips, pressing a kiss to yours.

You sighed into the kiss, pushing the second finger in with the first as you moved your other hand to stroke his dick, swallowing his whine. He pulled back, hips jumping as your fingers slid across his prostate. “There?” San nodded rapidly, yelping as you pressed against it hard, a smack on his inner thigh following it as he tried to close his legs around the feeling. “Fuck!” You hummed as you moved your fingers down his cock, featherlight as they trailed over his balls to where your other hand was working him open. 

They ghosted over his skin, warm to the touch as you stroked your fingers along his walls. “So warm hmm? Would it be better if i put one of my pretty toys here...” You paused, jerking your fingers against his prostate as they sped up. “...while i rode your cock. Maybe put a pretty cock ring around you too. Edge you maybe?” His cock jumped at your words, ass tightening around your fingers as he shook his head. “N-no edging, please...” You nodded.

“I guess we can keep edging for when one of us misbehaves hmm?” He nodded before he nipped at your bottom lip, hips twitching against your fingers as the other hand stroked up his thigh and across his pelvis.

“Such soft and pretty skin. Im sad that the marks went away so fast.” You pouted, digging your nails across his skin, the red lines sending a thrill up your spine and warmth towards your core. “Cant let atiny see how much of a whore their pretty San is hmm?” You teased, pushing in a third finger. “It seemed you liked it when i asked if i should give you a toy in here.” You spoke, stroking the skin of his stomach and sliding up his shirt, pinching his nipple as his moans grew louder.

“What if i got that pretty toy you got me and let you use it, let you eat me out? Or should i ride your cock?” You gasped teasingly as he gripped your thigh. “You might be useless if you try to eat me out while having that in your ass.” He made a high pitched noise and you hummed. “I have an even better idea.” You whispered, nosing at his neck. “What if we go get Seonghwa?” He tensed, ass clenching around your fingers. “Maybe Yunho? He seems too big for your tiny ass to take.” You tease and he huffs. “I can take it.” You rose a brow.

“I know any of them would love to join. Fuck the brat out of you. Especially Hongjoong.” You hummed and San huffed. “But thats right, youve been a good boy this week. So sweet for atiny. Nice to your hyung’s and others.” He nodded, whining as you slowed your fingers down. “Do you want the toy or should i go get one of the others? Or even the strap?” He whined as you curled your fingers inside him, your ring finger pushing at the rim of his hole. “You need to answer baby.”

He panted as he turned to press his face against your neck, sweat lining his forehead as he jerked his hips again. “More.” He whimpered and you rose a brow. “More of what? Use your words and manners.” You hummed and San rolled his hips, moving your hand to wrap around his cock. “So close...” He cried softly, moving his hips back against your fingers. You grinning, both hands speeding up before stopping, Sans high pitched whine filling the air.

“You didnt use words baby. I dont know what you want if you dont tell me love.” He took a deep breath before mumbling something quietly. “Louder baby. What do you want baby?” You murmured, resting his head back on your shoulder. “I want you, i just want you...” You nodded. “Alright baby. Just like this? Or do you want me to ride you?” You paused, stroking the skin of his thigh, the air against his body and hole making him shiver lightly and you grabbed a blanket.

“My baby is cold isnt he?” He nodded. You pulled the blanket up and over his lap as you grabbed a dildo out from the drawer. “Think you can take this baby? Or do you want the automatic one?” He took a deep breath. “the automatic one, but can you ride me at the same time please?” You smiled. “Thank you for using your manners angel.” You murmured, moving to get the other one set up. 

You moved to grab the automatic toy and attaching it to the wall at the end of the bed as you glanced back at San and how he had kicked off the blanket, showing his hole that was still stretched. “Come here baby, lets start this while i get myself ready ok?” He nodded, crawling closer before positioning himself and moaning lowly as you inserted the dildo.

“Good angel?” He nodded, sighing deeply as the ache was removed slightly, his hand wrapping around his own cock. “Do you wanna prep me?” His eyes lidded as he nodded, watching you. “Yes please.” He mumbled and you shuffled closer, straddling his face after grabbing a remote. “Ill start is slow.” You murmured as you pressed a button, the dildo slowly moving in and out of him. “Fuck...” He mumbled, breath fanning across your pussy as you hovered above him after removing your clothes, tangling your fingers in his hair as he purred against your thigh at the feeling, a low rumble in his chest.

“Look at me baby.” You smiled as he looked up at you, eyes sparkling but hazy with lust as you lowered yourself onto his lips, a soft huff leaving you as his arms came to wrap around your thighs, pulling you down against his mouth, groaning at the taste of you on his tongue. Tugging gently at his hair once his nose bumped your clit. “Fuck!” You whimpered as he tightened his grip, tongue swiping through your folds as teasing your entrance. 

A soft tug of his hair made him hum against you. You whined once his lips closed around the bundle of nerves and sucking. “San!” You groaned, a hand leaving his hair to press against the bed above his head, thighs shaking. San giving you head was one your favorites and you know he liked it just as much if not more. 

That was how he would edge you. Get you close, barely tipping over the ledge only to get yanked back whenever he pulled away, that clenching in your stomach turning painful. He loved seeing you cry whenever he gave you head.

Returning to the present you groaned as he dug his nails into your thighs, the slight pain sending a thrill to your core. Once his finger pressed into you, tongue sliding through your folds. Moans leaving him at times as the toy got a good spot. The vibrations from his moans made your stomach clench. “Please San.” His eyes glanced at yours before he pressed another finger inside, humming at how lose you were and he pulled away, breathing deeply. “Sit baby.” 

He pushed you towards his cock. “Turn it up as well. I know how much you like it.” You nodded, shuffling to lower yourself on his cock, whimpering before you turned the toy up higher, a moan leaving both of you at the feeling. San’s hips jumping as the toy hit his prostate causing his hands to fall on your hips, pulling you down tighter. “If you move im going to cum.” His voice was strained as he closed his eyes.

The toy kept hitting his prostate, causing a chain reaction. His hips jumping, his grip tightening, his hips jumping causing you to move with him, making him cry out. You loved this, seeing him struggle. “If you can hold it back til i cum, you can cum inside me.” You whispered and San whimpered at your words. “Stop talking youre making it worse.” You giggled before you rose up a bit before dropping back down as his hips jerked up at the same time, hitting that soft part inside you. You cried out, hands resting on his chest and slowly scratching down his chest and stomach. 

“Y/n please...” He whimpered and you hummed, speeding up your voice, feeling San’s stomach clench every time you dropped your hips. The stimulation San was getting was insane. “Almost there baby, just a little bit more.” You whimpered as San jerked his hips up again, aimed perfectly towards your g spot which he was now hitting consistently.

You gasped as you felt yourself at the edge again. “Cum Sannie, you can cum.” He cried out, holding you down against his pelvis as warm ropes hit your walls, that being the catalyst as you came around his cock, grabbing the remaining strength to turn off the toy for San once he started whining of overstimulation. 

Regardless of how competitive he sounded, Wooyoung still received a kiss on the cheek from Seonghwa. "It's not a competition," he said, scolding tone earning nothing but an eye roll from the younger. "What are you getting him? A private room in your club?"

"Even better," a smirk formed on his mouth, licking his top lip with tangible lust. "I'm going to fuck our baby boy until he can't stand. I've already got the cuffs ready."

Seonghwa grimaced at how vulgar he sounded but didn't get to comment before another voice entered the room. "Not without me you won't," Hongjoong remarked, skipping down the stairs to meet the pair.

"Honestly you two. This is the day to treat Sannie like the prince he is. Not wreck him into the next dimension."

"Why can't we do both?" Hongjoong pouted. The scowl Seonghwa gave only made him chuckle as he stood on his tiptoes to kiss his forehead. "I hardly get any time out of the office. If I'm gonna be out, I might as well spend it by giving our baby the best treatment I can."

Wooyoung nodded in approval, sharing a mischievous look with his older boyfriend. "Keep in your pants for two minutes, will you!" The eldest groaned. "That's probably the last thing he wants. Please tell me you're joking."

"Of course we are, Hwa! Relax." Seonghwa glared at the blonde. Yet Wooyoung scampered off and towards the stairs, completely unbothered by his critical glower. He knew how much effort he put into this party and good for him. But Wooyoung had his own plans in mind for their baby boy.

Ignoring Hongjoong's warning not to wake their other partner up, Wooyoung raced to his bedroom. Slowly, the door to San's room creaked open, the boy himself wrapped in his silk sheets, fast asleep. He looked ethereal laying there, the bright sun washing over his beautiful body, highlighting each of his sharp features.

His peaceful snores sounded so cute, it would be a crime to wake him up but it would also be a waste to leave him be. Wooyoung was tactful with the way he approached him, opposed to the obnoxious way he would leap onto his partner. San squirmed as he felt a finger boop his nose, a light whine escaping him that made Woo chuckle.

"Sannie, babe. It's time to get up."

"Don't wanna..." The older male murmured, pulling the sheet over his face. A smile cracked on Wooyoung's face. He was just so adorable.

"But Sannie, it's your birthday today," Yet another whine came from him. "And the hyung's made you breakfast. Pancakes, waffles, cookies, everything." That was what finally garnered his attention. He peeked his head out from under his blanket, the grin on his lips being extremely evident. "There's a good boy. Come on love, I'll carry you."

Hoisting San onto his back, Wooyoung made sure to keep a good grip on him as they went back downstairs. He had enough foresight to avoid the living room since he knew that was where Seonghwa had set up for his party. Not only did he want it to remain a surprise but he wanted to keep his head at all costs so he steered clear of that area as if it were the plague.

San's eyes widened with delight at the fabulous display in front of him. The seat at the head of the table was free, decorated with a pretty purple bow and his name. Everything Wooyoung mentioned was there and more. "Happy birthday, San!" Exclaimed Seonghwa.

The birthday boy received kisses from each of his boyfriends. A sweet, slow one from Hongjoong, slightly rougher one from Seonghwa, resulting in his hips being grabbed then a full-blown make-out session from Wooyoung, the most shameless by far.

Regardless of how much air San had to gasp for, it didn't stop him from beaming brightly. "This is so good!" He said the moment he took a bite of his pancakes. Seonghwa smiled to himself, happy that he enjoyed them.

"So Sannie, what do you want for your birthday?"

San jutted his lip out, tilting his head to the side and humming. "Well...I'm not really sure how I should say it."

"No need!" Hongjoong shouted suddenly. He was already dressed and ready for the day, Gucci bag in hand and his sunglasses rested atop of his brown hair. His smile was one that made Wooyoung and Seonghwa eye him curiously. What could he have planned? "Get dressed Sannie, you and I are going out today."

The male in question was surprised but didn't hesitate to leap from his seat and rush back to his bedroom to get ready.

"That's not fair!" Whined Wooyoung. "I was gonna take him out first!"

"You were going to make him stay at your club all day. We all know you spend more time there than with us."

Seonghwa rolled his eyes and began to clean up the empty plates. "Says the CEO who comes home once a week..."

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San always loved spending time with Hongjoong, especially since it was something he didn't get to do often. His boyfriend was always working and if he wasn't busy at the office he was busy at home. It was a mutual feeling amongst all of them that Hongjoong was away too often. So he was glad he was making time for him on his birthday.

Hongjoong was willing to buy him whatever it was he desired. Shoes, clothes, toys, anything. Even the things San swore he didn't need, Hongjoong didn't care. He was going to make sure his Sannie was spoiled today.

They entered a clothing shop and Hongjoong told San, "Choose whatever you like, I'll buy you anything, kitten." The nickname made him blush. He loved it when Hongjoong called him that and it had been a while since he had heard it. Smiling, he hopped off to one of the racks, shifting through to see his options.

There wasn't much he liked but towards the end, a pair of shorts caught his attention. He told Hongjoong to wait by his dressing room so that he could model them for him.

The shorts were small, very small and even if San didn't have the biggest ass in the world, these trousers worked wonders for his frame. They hugged his waist in all the right ways, showing off his curves to the world and the thought of what Hongjoong might do when he saw him in this excited him.

Just as instructed, Hongjoong waited in a chair outside of the dressing room, awaiting whatever it was San had to show him. He read through a magazine to keep himself occupied but it was swiftly tossed to the side when he felt a presence make their way onto his lap.

The brunette raised his brow, eyeing the interesting fit San had on. It left nothing to the imagination, that's for sure. "Well? Do I look nice?" Asked San with a sweet smile, though he was hoping for a less than gentle reaction.

Hongjoong bit his bottom lip, nodding. "Very nice. Gonna wear this for us when we get home, kitten?"

"Do you want me to? Sir?" He put special emphasis on the title while adjusting himself on Hongjoong's lap. The way his movements were eyed so curiously made him smirk. "You're awfully quiet..." San knew exactly what he was doing and he hoped Hongjoong would play along.

"I'm just wondering how much this cost. Doesn't matter. Toss them in the cart, let's get going." A few pats to his thighs later and San had been kicked off of Hongjoong's lap. He stood there, mouth wide open and confused. Usually, Joong would jump at the opportunity to have sex with him. Why would he avoid it today of all times?

An hour in and they nearly had a full cart of gifts. Even though San wasn't the most material person in the world, he was happy he got to spend time with his partner for once. Just as they were getting ready to leave, his eyes landed on a store filled to the brim with plushies.

Hongjoong felt a hand tug at his sleeve, gaze travelling on the place San was excitedly pointing to. "Can I get the big one, please?" He pleaded, eyes big and his lip jutted out in a pout, all of which made his boyfriend chuckle.

"Of course princess, you don't have to beg for anything today."

San clutched that plushie for dear life once they left the mall, even if Hongjoong offered to hold it for him, he refused to let go, burying his face deep in its soft fabrics. The older laughed and ruffled San's hair affectionately, then bent down to kiss the top of his head.

As they loaded the absolute mountain of gifts into Hongjoong's trunk, a horn caught their attention, startling both men. They turned around, a sleek black car pulling up behind them. "Get in bitch," Wooyoung exclaimed towards San once he had rolled down his window. "Joongie can deal with all that, I'll show you a real good time."

The birthday boy smiled and quickly tossed his stuffed animal in Hongjoong's hands. "Really Wooyoung?" The brunette groaned while San sprinted to the passenger seat.

"What? You've got a lot of work to do, getting all that stuff home. I'm gonna take our baby out and give him some actual fun." He started the engine, arms hung lazily around his giggling boyfriend's shoulder. "See you at home, Hongjoong!"

Those were the last words he heard before the car zoomed off, leaving Hongjoong fanning away the whirlwind of dust it had created.

Wooyoung was the owner of one of the hottest clubs in town, The Real. Even if it was only 3 pm, it wasn't a problem, the place was packed no matter the time of day. He pulled up to the building, tossing his keys to the man who opened their doors and strolled cooly past the long line of people, his arm wrapped soundly around San's small waist.

Blaring lights washed over the pair the moment they walked in, thumping music filling their ears and ringing through their heads as an explosive energy surrounded them, lively as always.

Time was always nonexistent in The Real. All it did was limit the fun and there was no way in hell the party-goers were letting that happen. It was safe to say, neither Wooyoung nor San took note of how long they had been there. One shot, three shots, six shots, they hadn't kept track of how much they drank, they simply could care.

All they focussed on was each other. San had been grinding against Wooyoung the entire time. Every chance he got, his ass would be pressed against his crotch, moving it back and forth to get some sort of reaction out of him.

And what a reaction he got. Wooyoung had him pinned against a wall, slammed there for the world to see. "So desperate for daddy's cock, huh?"

"W-Woo, everyone's looking at us..." The older whimpered, a reaction that made his partner chuckle. His humiliation was always something he got a kick out of, not in a mean spirited way, of course.

"Let them. You didn't seem to mind when you were grinding against me like a little whore." He was right. When he was with Wooyoung, San couldn't help but be a little risky. It was all worth it for the rough way he treated him. "Just because it's your birthday, doesn't mean I'll go easy on you."

San's lips were attacked, hardly given a moment to breathe when Wooyoung brought him into a kiss. It was the kind he had no hope of dominating, mouth engulfed by the way his partner so easily took over. "I don't care what Seonghwa says," The club owner finally rasped out. "I'm going to fuck you into next week, babe. Right here. Right now."

Every ounce of that confidence faded, however, when someone from behind cleared their throat. "You don't care about what I say, is that so?" Wooyoung grimaced at the voice of his oldest boyfriend, sucking in a nervous breath as slowly moved away from San. The other male grinned at Seonghwa anyway, despite how the blonde avoided eye contact.

Seonghwa grinned back but it quickly faded when he looked back at Wooyoung, whom he quickly snatched by the ear and proceeded to pull out of the establishment.

San could help but be a little disappointed that things didn't go any further, pouting as they left the club. Why are they being so hard to get today?

---

"SURPRISE!"

A crowd shouted when the trio entered their penthouse living room. San covered his mouth in shock, making no effort to fight off the bright smile on his face. He looked towards Seonghwa, knowing full well that he was the one who planned this and jumped into his arms to give him a big hug.

The older embraced him right back, sending both of his other boyfriends a victorious look. "What happened to this not being a competition?" Groaned Wooyoung when noticing the taunting look from Seonghwa.

"Says the one who pulled up to the mall in his Ferrari just to sweep San off his feet. Good god, I need a drink." So drink they did.

San and Wooyoung were already a little wasted after the club scene so now it was Hongjoong and Seonghwa's turn to catch up. Woo and Hwa had the highest alcohol tolerance by far, seeing as they were constantly drinking champagne. The other two? Not so much.

Hongjoong was lazily dancing with Wooyoung, the blonde taking the opportunity to do what he didn't get to with San and continuously grinding against him, murmuring suggestive phrases to the drunken male that made him giggle.

Something about their whole exchange made San irritated. It was his birthday, not Hongjoong's. Why should he get touched like that while San was left with nothing?

Instinctively, he went to Seonghwa, knowing the older would give him what he wanted. Seonghwa turned from the conversation he was having to look at his boyfriend, saying, "Hold on just a sec baby," and looking back at his guest. Then he felt another tug. "San." He said sternly.

There was something about the tone of his voice that made San's eyes water. "Oppa~" He whined, garnering an interesting look from his partner. " 'M horny..."

Seonghwa bit his lip. Truth be told, he had held a lot back today. Hearing what Wooyoung and Hongjoong wanted to do with San excited his own fantasies. If he was asking, why should he ignore them any longer?

So without another word said, the birthday boy was hoisted in the air, legs wrapped around Seonghwa's waist for support, and carried upstairs. This obviously caught the attention of the other two, who shared a look before racing to meet them, excusing themselves from the crowd of guests.

"Slow down Sannie," Seonghwa chuckled as he set his partner down on the bed. San had been withering in his grip, trying to get as much friction as possible while attempting to kiss the older's neck. "What would the others say if they saw you like this? All hot and whiny."

"We'd say move over Hwa, you can't keep him to yourself," Hongjoong closed the door behind him as Wooyoung already began to remove his clothes. "You bastard, you chided us for being horny but you were the first one to take him to the bedroom!"

"I'm only solving our baby's problem," He said in regards to the bulge in San's pants. Under their intense eyes, he couldn't help but feel a bit small yet he wouldn't dare to complain.

"Enough talk," Wooyoung made quick work of San's shirt, tossing it to some obscure side of the room. San shivered at the intrusion of cold on his skin but it only made the younger male smirk. "All you had to do was ask." He whispered while removing his pants.

Hongjoong had stepped away to rummage through a few drawers, pulling out a pack of condemns a moment later. "No," whined San, withering impatiently on the bed. "Wanna feel you."

"Oh? Look at this you two," Carefully, Wooyoung wrapped his fingers around a plug and pulled it out, making San wince after having it in there for so long. "Our baby boy is already stretched."

Seonghwa cooed. He moved onto the bed and over to San, pushing his dark hair out of his face. The younger seemed embarrassed that he had been caught like this but Seonghwa smiled anyway. "Poor baby, this is all you wanted, isn't it?" San nodded shyly, doing his best to look down. "Don't be shy sweetheart. Here, I'll be the first to make it up to you."

Hongjoong and Wooyoung could be heard groaning from afar as both of them had wanted to go first. Regardless of their complaining, Seonghwa grabbed a bottle of lube off of the bedside table, carefully coating his member in it and positioned himself at San's entrance, spreading his legs and peering down at him. "Ready?"

"Y-Yes oppa." Hearing the name, a smirk formed on Seonghwa's face and he pushed his length in without any further hesitation. San moaned at how quickly he went in but his quick pace didn't stay for long.

Seonghwa liked to make love to his boyfriends. He was slow but with purpose, easing them in before he ramped things up. "So cute, all flushed and red under me." He sighed, rocking his hips back and forth. "Such a pretty boy, aren't you, Sannie? Who's my pretty boy?"

"M-Me! I am, oppa!" Seonghwa smiled, going at a quicker pace in response. His fingers caressed San's sides, tracing every feature on his stomach while he rubbed him to keep the sub steady and not too overwhelmed.

His hand slipped under San's chin, bringing him closer to his partner's face. All of the younger's whiny moans were muffled by the sweet kiss Seonghwa gave him, a euphoric feeling shooting through his body from his touch.

It wasn't long before they felt the mattress shift when Wooyoung and Hongjoong crawled onto the bed. The smaller of the two bent down to place kisses between his pecs once Seonghwa had moved away, occasionally sucking on his nipples; while Hongjoong wrapped his fist around his cock, stroking it gently.

They matched the pace of whoever was dom at that moment and since it was Seonghwa, they were careful and slow. "You like that, hun? You like having three men fuck you so gently?" San nodded once more, releasing a strained groan at the vast amount of pleasure he was in.

"Oppa lemme cum, please let your baby cum!" Seonghwa hummed in approval, watching warm strings of cum spurt from San's tip and after seeing that, he wasn't far behind.

He heard Seonghwa grunt from above, signalling that he was close. "In or out baby?"

"In! Please, I want it all in me!" Per his request, he felt himself be filled to the brim with Seonghwa's semen, whimpering at the sticky feeling.

Once he was done, Seonghwa bent down and kissed San's cheek, caressing his face with a soft smile, "Happy birthday, Sannie." He whispered, proceeding to yank Wooyoung away from the bed, knowing damn well the next pair would need their space.

"You've been very naughty today, haven't you kitten?" Hongjoong murmured from above the panting birthday boy. "Teasing me in the store like that and touching yourself with a plug without permission. It may be your birthday but that doesn't mean I won't still punish you."

"I haven't done anything sir~" whined the sub. A harsh smack impacted his cheek, head flying to the side with a red mark left in the place Hongjoong had hit. A fist full of his hair was then pulled up, forcing him to lock eyes with the dom above him.

"Go easy on him, Joong," Seonghwa sighed from the side, groaning as Wooyoung sucked his cock.

"You fucked him your way, now I'll fuck him my way." He grabbed San's chin, yanking him forward. "Look at you, you love it when I treat you like this? Don't you, you little slut?"

"Yes sir," San whimpered. It took every ounce of self-control not to smile. He really did enjoy the rough treatment and Hongjoong knew it. A firm hit landed on his side and the younger shivered at the action.

"Turn for me, kitten." Doing as instructed, Hongjoong took a hold of his hips immediately. He didn't bother with lube. The cum in San's ass was enough for him. His hesitance was nonexistent and within a second, he was already balls deep in the sub.

San breathed heavily as Hongjoong entered him, his body handled roughly as he was slammed into at an aggressive pace; balls slapping angrily against his ass while the sub cried out from beneath him. "S-Sir!" He gasped, gripping at the sheets below as he panted. "Fuck! O-Oh god yes, just like that sir!"

"Use that mouth for something useful, will you? Wooyoung," The younger popped off of Seonghwa's tip upon hearing his name, wiping his plush lips of the older man's cum. "Give him a little more work to do, will you?"

Wooyoung grinned brightly and hopped over to the pair. He sent San a mischievous smile and a wink before telling him to open his mouth. He did as instructed, having yet another hole filled by someone's dick. Wooyoung took hold of the sides of his face, snapping his hips forward and moaning as his cock repeatedly hit the back of San's throat. Despite the harsh way he was handled, this was nothing new and the vibrations of San's moans went straight to Wooyoung's dick as his tongue glided across the base of it. "F-Fuck, Sannie."

Hongjoong yanked Woo into a kiss, slow and steamy just to taunt the boy below them. He wished he was the one being kissed, craving that intimacy. "Look up bitch," The blonde commanded, taking a hand full of San's hair and forcing his head up.

"Eyes on me," The older man growled towards Wooyoung.

"Yes sir," Eventually, both began to lose a bit of steam. San couldn't warn them that he was ready to cum and had to endure it all just a little longer, waiting for the others to catch up. Wooyoung released in his mouth and Hongjoong came a few moments after.

"Finally, now I can-"

"Nope," Said Seonghwa. He pushed the youngest of the group onto the mattress to make his way over to San. He wrapped his arms around his body, chuckling at the way he heaved in and out.

San's chest rose with exhaustion only to deflate seconds later. Sweat drenched most of his body and what it hadn't touched, the cum certainly had seen as he was covered in it. He was tired and in desperate need of a shower.

Honestly, he couldn't ask for a better gift than this.

"Sorry babe, was it too much for you?" Hongjoong whispered, planting a kiss on San's forehead.

"No it was perfect, thank you guys for the best birthday gift ever."

"I didn't even get to-"

"Shut up, Woo." Wooyoung could do nothing but pout. Nevertheless, he joined the trio on the bed and brought himself into their little cuddle fest. Heavy chatter from downstairs echoed from the floor below but neither of them really cared. The party could go on forever as long as they could stay up here together.

For the most part, San was rather soft. He would never do anything to hurt Wooyoung and if he did do anything that may irritate him remotely, he would break out in a fit of apologies.

So it isn’t much of a surprise that Wooyoung’s often the one praying for some sort of attention. Of course, San was always willing to cuddle, but that wasn’t what Wooyoung wanted. He craved intimacy, to be touched and loved by his boyfriend. Yet San was always too afraid to do anything like that.

Though, that didn’t mean San didn’t have needs as well.

It was late in the day, around half past four, and Wooyoung was sitting at the desk in his room. He would sit in San’s but he had been acting clingy and knew he wouldn’t get much homework done if he stayed in there. The teen twirled his cherry lollipop in his mouth, pondering over the set of math equations in front of him. “Useless things…” He thought to himself, bitterly clutching his pen in his right hand while glaring at the paper.

The boy was too busy grumbling under his breath to notice his door slowly slide open. However, his attention was quickly driven away when he felt a pair of arms snake around his neck. Wooyoung’s surprise melted into delight when he realised who it was. “Sannie~” He whined playfully. “I told you I had a lot of homework to get done.”

“I know,” The demon replied, stretching the syllables of his words in a somewhat whiny tone. “But I missed you.”

“It’s only been twenty minutes,” Chuckled Wooyoung. “You couldn’t have missed me that much.”

“You’d be surprised,” Was the demon’s low response. His tone alone managed to send shivers down the younger males spine. Wooyoung knew all too well what he wanted.

“San, I’m busy.” He heard the demon hum, hands roaming his chest while his face lay just beside Wooyoung’s. He swore he would’ve melted right then and there from his touch. His hands felt so warm and his scent was just so intoxicating. He wanted nothing more than to let San do as he pleased with him. However, he was determined to stay firm in his stance. “No.” He stated simply, the single word startling San.

“No?” He repeated in disbelief. “But…”

“No, San. I’ve got homework to do. Maybe later, okay?” Now normally, that would be the end of it. San would leave the room, albeit a little moody, and Wooyoung would get on with things. Today though, the demon wasn’t in his usual mood.

He crouched to his knees and rested his head on the human’s thigh. “Wooyoungie~” The younger rose his brow at the way he whined, looking up at him with his big eyes. His heart churned at such a sight and he would be insane to deny him now.

So, Wooyoung sighed, gently taking the demon’s face into his hand and stroking his soft cheek. “So needy today~ What do you want, Sannie?”

“You, I want you, Woo.” That surprised the younger. Though he supposed he shouldn’t be so shocked based on the state the demon had slipped into. It’s just that usually, San was on top. Seems today may be the exception. Yet something about that made him smirk.

“Alright then Sannie, I’ll treat you well. Don’t worry. Strip for me.” San understood exactly what he meant and slipped out of his shirt. He kept his eyes on Wooyoung, eyeing his every movement while they undid their clothes. The demon would never get tired of seeing his boyfriend’s perfect curves of his plump ass, always begging to be grabbed.

That would have to wait for later though, as San had sat himself on the bed, awaiting Wooyoung’s next move.

What started as a gentle peck on the lips gradually fell into a messy battle for dominance that the demon easily won. San pushed his tongue past the soft barriers of Wooyoung’s mouth, savouring the sweet taste of cherry from his sugary treat. The blonde couldn’t help but moan into the kiss, soon whining when his lover trailed to his neck. “Mm, Sannie~”

“You like that baby?” He chuckled against the younger’s skin when a light gasp left him. The sound alone made Wooyoung grow flushed.

“I thought I was supposed to take care of you. What happened?” The almost pout San received made him laugh once again. With a shrug, he shifted to spread his legs, Wooyoung quickly catching on.

The blonde licked his lips at the sight of his member, sprung up proud, nearly salivating at it. “All for me~”

“Woo~ Hurry up! I don’t wanna w- hng!” The warm feeling of Wooyoung’s mouth engulfing his length zipped his lips within seconds, becoming weak the moment they made contact. “Oh fuck Wooyoung…”

The younger’s tongue slid across the base of his dick, eliciting a moan of euphoria from his boyfriend. San’s hand found its way into Wooyoung’s blonde locks, gripping them with every suck. He found himself wincing at how hard he would pull but didn’t have it in him to care. Not when he knew he was making his lover feel this good.

Fuck, he's so sensitive.

Wooyoung could feel the demon’s member twitch in his mouth yet continued to suck, regardless of how much he gagged. Even still, he didn’t want to see San cum just yet.

“Ah~ W-Wooyoung…”

Wooyoung detached with a light pop, plush lips glistening with the precum dripping from San’s tip. The smile on his face was innocent despite this, as he tilted his head to the side in an almost taunting manner. “What’s wrong Sannie? Want me to stop?”

The way the demon shook his head made Wooyoung smirk. It was entertaining how much power he held over someone who could destroy the city if he so desired. Yet here he was, panting and pleading for this human’s every touch.

It was delightful.

Kisses peppered San’s waistband, each lustful touch causing him to arch his back as he whined for more. These simple prods had him withering with impatience but more apparently, neediness.

He felt the way Wooyoung pinched folds of his skin between his teeth, sucking and licking every spot to leave a beautiful bruise for tomorrow.

San's cock, neglected and begging for touch, thrived on every action, sending shivers of pleasure down the demon's spine. He needed more.

“Wooyoungie~ Please~”

“Please what, Sannie?” Wooyoung replied, head now resting on the mattress. His sudden distance seemed to make San stressed, fearing he may be left like this - hot and unsatisfied.

“I need more~”

A thoughtful hum came from the younger. San tensed when he finally felt a hand wrap around his girth. The strokes were slow, painfully slow. "My Sannie is so needy, isn't he?" San nodded once more, whispering under his breath for Wooyoung to go faster.

He didn't. In fact, he went even slower, stopping almost entirely until he got an answer. "Y-Yes! I'm needy!"

Finally, Wooyoung giggled. He kept moving his hand up and down his boyfriend's length while he travelled to his neck. San couldn't help but moan from the vast amount of pleasure as he was jerked and as more hickeys were plastered on his body.

"Sannie is so sensitive too, isn't he?"

"Yes, S-S…" he bit his bottom lip, refusing to submit entirely. Yet this refusal made Wooyoung halt all action.

San hated being teased. He didn't like having to wait to get what he wanted and it took every ounce of restraint he had to keep himself from taking over Wooyoung's mind and making him continue.

Yet the pure look of apathy he received, caused something to shift in him. It was clear Wooyoung knew he wouldn't last. When the demon began to sniff, light tears of frustration running down his cheeks, the blonde smirked.

"So greedy. Sannie is so desperate for me, isn't he?"

"Yes!" He finally wailed. "Sannie is greedy! Sannie wants Wooyoungie to touch him so badly!" Those words alone were enough to have Wooyoung smash their lips together, barely giving him a moment to breathe.

San gasped at the way his cock was pulled, jerked at a speed that made him whimper. "Wooyoungie~" he moaned, earning nothing but another smirk from the younger.

"Does Sannie like this? Does he like it when I handle him this way?" The demon could only groan in response, fist clenching around the fabrics of the sheets to distract himself from the immense pleasure. "Cutie~ Sannie has so much power but is so weak for me."

"P-Please let Sannie cum! Please please please!"

"What a mess you're making," he softly scolded, ignoring the demon's request. Such a thing made San quiver. He pleaded for Wooyoung to let him cum but the other refused to acknowledge it.

All that pressure came piling over when the demon released in Wooyoung's hand. And though San sighed with relief, his boyfriend was less than pleased. "Did I say you could cum?"

"N-No but…"

"But nothing. That was very bad Sannie." The demon looked down, as if he were a puppy being scolded by his owner. Even with his adorable expression, Wooyoung didn't let up, despite how much he wanted to shower the older in kisses and praise. “Now I have to punish you.”

If San wasn’t whimpering before, he certainly was now. Wooyoung crawled over him, leaning over the taller and grinning at his lost expression. He hovered his rear just over the demon’s length, lining it perfectly. “W-Woo…”

“Shhh, relax puppy.” Sinking onto his member, Wooyoung hissed under his breath. Perhaps he should’ve prepped first. The pain would fade soon enough. He started slow, bouncing only slightly which still elicited light moans from the older, who felt Wooyoung clench around him.

However, Wooyoung slowed down when San pressed his face against his bare chest, hearing him sniffle. “What’s wrong, Sannie?”

“N-Not ready. Please go slow…” Wooyoung had to remind himself that this was meant to be a punishment. Yet San’s light cries made him soft.

“Okay Sannie, I’ll let you adjust first.” After all, it was the first time he had ever ridden the demon before. Even with their close contact, San craved more. His lips parted, insinuating their desire for attention. Attention Wooyoung gratefully gave him. Tongue pushing the plush barriers and snaking into the wet cavern of his lover’s mouth. San sighed into the kiss, hands moving towards Wooyoung’s waist. Knowing he was happily distracted, the blonde resumed his movements.

He broke their kiss to gasp, eyes clamping shut from pleasure. “Oh Sannie~” He groaned out. Instinctively, the demon’s hand travelled to Wooyoung’s ass, gripping and kneading the soft flesh to his content. Yet he was stopped when his arms were pushed back. “Punishment, remember?” The blonde rasped out. “No touching.”

“Wooyoungie~”

This time, he wouldn’t go soft. “No touching,” He repeated, tone much more commanding this time. “And don’t cum until I say so.”

Begrudgingly, San did what he was told. Keeping his hands to the side while Wooyoung bounced on his cock. The demon mewled beneath him, fueling the human to go faster. And though he moaned and groaned with every move, it couldn’t compare to the weak pants of San, who kept as still as possible.

He wanted to touch Wooyoung. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to hold him and smother him with affection. Wooyoung could see his restraint clearly, as the demon’s eyes brightened with their usual purple colour. So he made sure to praise him, just to make sure he wouldn’t become too frustrated.

“What a good boy you are Sannie, listening so well.”

“I-Is Sannie doing good?” Peeped the demon, interrupted by his own strained breaths.

“So good, baby.”

“Can Sannie get a kiss? Please!”

“Not yet,” A part of Wooyoung felt like being a brat. He knew he shouldn’t keep edging him on like this but he just couldn’t help it. He adored how submissive San would become for him. He relished in the idea that he had power over a demon. The thought alone had him aroused beyond belief.

It wasn’t long, however, before Wooyoung was reminded who had the real power here. Wooyoung gasped when a hand engulfed his neck, snatching him lower. He winced at the way San’s eyes glowed violently, his grip becoming tighter by the second.

The way he gagged had the demon grinning until he brought their lips together. Though Wooyoung was too shocked to even consider kissing back, their contact seemed to relax San enough to where he let go of his neck.

“No more teasing,” He whispered.

Wooyoung nodded at him, hand slowly tracing his disturbed neck, as it began to sting ever so slightly. He looked to his boyfriend, expecting him to take control and slowly attempted to move. Yet San kept his hips firm, much to Wooyoung’s bewilderment. “Please don’t stop,” He pleaded in a small voice. The kind Wooyoung knew he only used when he was a sub.

“You scared me for a moment, puppy.” Said the blonde with a weak chuckle.

“Sannie is sorry, Sannie is sorry! Sannie didn’t mean it! Please forgive him!”

Ultimately, Wooyoung cooed at his weak and adorable state, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. “It’s alright Sannie,” He said softly. San giggled when he received yet another kiss. However, his smile fell at what Wooyoung said next. “But Sannie doesn’t get to cum again.”

“W-What?”

“You heard me. On your knees.” San obeyed and turned around, perky ass awaiting whatever Wooyoung had in store. He could hear the sound of a bottle of lube opening, where he kept it, San didn’t know; following the cold substance dripping onto his rear. Wooyoung chuckled at the way he flinched while he coated his fingers.

Even though he wiggled in discomfort, San soon adjusted to the way Woo’s fingers moved in and out of him, bringing forth a cry of thrill from him. He scissored his digits, stretching San to where he thought he was yet. The demon, however, was feeling impatient.

“T-That’s enough. Need something bigger~” Wooyoung slowly removed his fingers, carefully replacing them with his member a moment later, per his boyfriend’s request. San withered at the new area of length intruding on his hole, with Wooyoung grunting above, murmuring about how tight he was.

The cold, slick feeling of the lube allowed him the room to shift and after a few seconds for them to both adjust, San permitted for the blonde to move. With great care, his hips began to rock forward, eliciting whines from the demon within seconds.

“Woo~” He moaned. “Faster.” The younger grinned and picked up his pace almost immediately. Each time, he nearly drew out and railed into him at a quicker speed, smirking at the way San cried out in pleasure. His head fell, body jolting at every movement while his eyes fogged with tears.

“Aww~ Poor baby. Sannie just couldn’t wait, could he?” Muttered Wooyoung from above, voice both taunting and sympathetic for the demon. Though it was mostly meant to jeer to the older, as Wooyoung groaned at the building shame in his posture.

“N-No, Sannie couldn’t wait,” Whimpered the older. "Sannie is needy for Wooyoungie." His deep moans and whiny pants were music to Wooyoung’s ears, the only incentive he needed to go faster. “Mmph Wooyoung!”

This time, he laughed. “Your little hole takes me so well puppy~ So good for me.”

San’s pants grew uneven, moans becoming higher by the second.

“Aw baby, what’s wrong?” San didn’t respond. The demon kept his head down, biting his bottom lip to hide the exasperated breaths escaping them. Wooyoung could see his legs quiver and it didn’t take long for him to realise why. “Sannie wants to cum again, doesn’t he?”

San nodded eagerly, tears of frustration running down his cheeks from being just a few seconds from release. He didn’t want another punishment and waited with weary patience. “Go ahead then, Sannie. Cum for me.” The demon did as he was instructed, a loud moan escaping him as a copious amount of slick dripped from his tip to his leg.

He sighed with satisfaction, yet winced when he realised that Wooyoung was still going. “Cumming twice for me, hmm?” He snickered. San could practically hear his smirk. “So greedy, I haven’t even cum once today. Will Sannie be good and wait for me?”

The demon's dissatisfaction was shut with a single shush and allowed Wooyoung to pound into him with no questions asked. His painful overstimulation was either unnoticed or completely ignored as the dom only moaned in satisfaction. "Fuck Sannie, you keep clenching."

Back and forth, his body rocked with every hit from behind, like a rag doll being tossed by its owner. The thought tempted Wooyoung to go just a little longer, even if he knew the poor demon's prostate had been abused. He was a crying mess and it was beautiful. “So weak for me.”

“Wooyoungie, i-it hurts…”

“Just a bit longer Sannie...Oh fuck, fuck San!” Wooyoung filled him to the brim and San whined at the unfamiliar feeling.

Wooyoung made sure he was alright before carefully pulling out. The older fell against the bed with a ginormous sigh, with his boyfriend sliding next to him soon after. San cuddled up to him, wrapping his arms around his torso and pecking his lips. “My poor ass,” He whined.

“I’m sorry San, was I too much?”

“Never.” Wooyoung giggled at that, gently stroking the demon’s hair. “You should top more often. That was fun!”

“If you can go one round without choking me, then we’ll see.”

San nodded at him, smiling brightly as he snuggled closer. “I love you, Wooyoungie.”