C.San (18+Minors DNI)
Choi San x gn!reader / Filth / 18+ (Minors DNI)
Choi San the one that thinks about you nonstop even when it comes to performing on a live stage and gets a hard on from the adrenaline and lost in thought about the different ways you’re going to have your way with him and once he does see you; you get after him for messing up the choreo but truth be told? It’s all part of the fun.
Choi San the one who is confident on stage and with his fans but when it comes to you he’s nothing but a mere weakling and somehow always manages to send you a filthy text about how needy he is and how much he misses you even though it’s only been a couple hours since you both last saw each other.
Choi San the one who goes to into the makeup room and have you pull him in behind the curtains only to have him pinned against the full length mirror, “Look at you dirty boy, you couldn’t manage to keep it in your pants for three measly minutes.” San stares timidly at you. You both hear commotion among as the boys come into the room and talk among themselves, San notices the change in your facial expression and instantly gets scared.
Choi San the one that tries hard to keep his moan low as your hand slips its way into his pants and rub his leaking precum covered head over his underwear, “look at yourself babyboy.” you whisper into his ear as you hold him up. San looks at himself noticing his red cheeks and half-lidded eyes already looking so fucked out, “Oh baby, I haven’t even done anything and you’re already a mess.
Choi San the one you have to constantly tell to keep his euphoric moans at a low decibel so his friends won’t hear him getting fucked in the same room as them. “P-please.”, San begs before you take him by surprise and continue using his leaking cock to your liking, you pump his cock quickly making his moans hitch at the heat building up in his abdomen.
Choi San the one that after ALMOST reaching his orgasm, you deny it making his knees buckle only to end up crying over the lack of stimulation, ”P-please…I-let me come” You tut at him, “Such a pathetic cumslut.” You hiss as you keep his body upright forcing him to look back at himself on the mirror. Your chest against his back as you pump his greedy, red cock faster as his lips part making an O shape and have him choking on his own moans as he orgasms.
Choi San the one that after being told many times to keep quiet fails terribly and lets out the most pathetic high-pitched moans, loud enough for his friends to know that there was someone getting fucked in the dressing room. San, the one that is left to fend for himself after you walk out of the dressing room fully clothed and purposely push the curtain open for every one of his friends to see how you left him in shambles.
