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This Meant Nothing

"Fuck. San, fuck me already—" he cried out between moans.

"Shh," San coaxed him, his hands kneading his thighs, almost as if massaging them to keep them void of any strains from the constant stretch.

His length was leaking with precum, dropping on his stomach at the maddening pressure he was feeling for release.

"Shh, baby,"

Shit. That shouldn't have made his heart stop like it just did. San always uses pet names. They mean nothing yet he could feel his heart flutter at the echo of it in his head.

"I— Wooyoung are you sure?" San's confidence faltered for a second. Wooyoung's eyes snapped open. "Shut up San." He heaved, his hand wrapping around San's neglected length.

San sucked a deep breath biting his lips harshly as the younger's smaller and softer hands tended to his cock. With a final eye contact Wooyoung pushed his head off the pillows, getting into San's face.

"Fuck me. Fuck me like it means nothing." He growled, biting San's lower lip to suckle on it.

San froze for a second. That sounded so wrong yet so right all at the same time.

There were no sweet nothings. No promises. Just the sound of skin, breath, and the quiet, devastating ache of want.

When San slid into him, Wooyoung bit his shoulder hard enough to leave a mark.

"Don't stop," he said into San's neck. "Even if I ask you to. Don't."

But they both know, there is no way back at this moment.

So, San didn't say anything. He couldn't. Not with the way Wooyoung was trembling under him, nails digging into his back like he wanted to carve a memory into skin.

He thrusted into Wooyoung in an unforgiving manner, his hands having bruising grips on each side of the younger's hips. Holding him into place.

Fuck me like it means nothing.

He couldn't shake that sentence off his head, what was he supposed to feel? Relief? Why was it so tight in his chest? So suffocating?

Wooyoung's nails dug like claws on his back, the way he dragged them down the skin leaving burning sensations and red bloody paths.

But it made everything feel twice as pleasurable. San moaned into Wooyoung's ear, his lips playing with the lobe just to have Wooyoung clench around him.

"You're so fucking beautiful,"

"Shut up. Don't talk." Wooyoung's eyes stung with tears. Tears of lust and heartbreak all the same way.

It wasn't gentle. It wasn't soft.

But it was real.

Too real.

"Faster," Wooyoung wailed softly, voice cracking as his stomach clenched.

San was too far gone to not obey.

With animalistic energy he thrusted faster, harder. The loss of his rhythm having Wooyoung's head banging slightly against the headboard.

"I'm so cl—god" Wooyoung panted, tears solely due to the overstimulating feeling now.

San grinned at the way Wooyoung's face churned into wrecked ruins. Groaning deeply he grabbed both of Wooyoung's knees, pressing them against the boy's chest for a deeper connection.

"That's it, baby" he moaned lowly.

There it is again. Wooyoung's stomach dropping at the pet name.

Within a few more sloppy thrusts Wooyoung climaxed between their bodies, his lips trapped between San's teeth. The older followed just a few seconds later.

They stayed still for a few mad seconds. They stared at each other and Wooyoung looked so blindingly beautiful basking in his afterglow that San couldn't stop his lips from meeting the other's again.

They weren't supposed to. The sex was over. Wooyoung didn't need the loving aftercare. But he needed it dammit. That's why for the hundredth time; he didn't push San away. No, he pulled him closer, his hands playing with San's short ends.

And when they were both too spent to pretend anymore, Wooyoung lay there, chest heaving, and whispered,

"This meant nothing."

San nodded slowly. "Yeah. Nothing."

But neither of them moved.

And in the silence between them, everything was screaming.

Clearing his throat San unconsciously pushed the sweaty hair stuck on Wooyoung's forehead back. "Uhm, it's late... wanna stay over?" He bit his lip.

Wooyoung's breath stuttered. But he couldn't leave just yet. He should. But he wasn't willing enough to. So he sighed with a false eye roll.

"Just because I'm tired."

A/N
Ooof I can feel y'all frustration coming my way 😭😂
I hope this chapter didn't disappoint you whatsoever ❤️

See you soon