Desire

About Tomorrow

TWENTY|Wooyoung's P.O.V

As soon as I got into the house I called San and got an immediate answer, "Where the hell are you? And are you with him?"

"You're in no position to talk, so drop the attitude. You ignore me before leaving, you missed five of my calls and two of my messages, and didn't even show up to school! I'm the one who should be yelling and asking where the hell where you! So explain yourself or else." His voice piercing through the phone, making my ears hurt and my head.

"I was at this spot I use to always go to." I explained, but evidently he didn't take that as the whole truth because he hung up.

Deciding to relax before he got here after the conversation that we just had I ran upstairs and made the decision to take a bath. I turned on the hot water and let it fill up a little inches above the top, then proceeded to pour bubble bath liquid in there. Making sure I blast the music loud enough to where it could be heard as soon as you walked up to San's room, I got in the bathtub and laid back.

"Wooyoung!" I heard someone scream.

The music was now at a pause, and I was no longer drowning in my thoughts and current emotions. I looked at my phone, and noticed the time which read 11pm. Was I really in here for an hour?
Not evening realizing until now, the water had become cold and my body was shivering because of it. Looking behind me where the voice came from, I saw San standing there. 

"Get dressed and meet me in the room." He demanded before he walked out the room, untucking his shirt and taking off his belt.

"O-okay." I stuttered as he closed the door and disappeared.

Though most of my clothes were in San's closet, my comfortable clothes were still in my room. Getting out the tub and drying myself, I wrapped a towel around waist and walked towards my room. How could I forget clothes?! As walked into my room I saw Jaebeom who was sitting on the bed reading a book.

"I'm just here to get some clothes." I spoke softly, trying to quickly get some clothes but at the same time trying to move slowly so my towel won't drop.

"Wooyoung." He closed his book, and slowly got out the bed and made his way towards me.

"Yeah?" I asked struggling to find the specific joggers I was looking for.

"I really want you to know that I might seem over San and all for your relationship, but trust me that's far from the case. You see San and I have history and I really love him. That's stronger than some little boy puppy love he seems to have for you. I will do anything it takes for me to have San in my arms again. I'm telling you this because I'm going to win him back regardless of the effect it has on you. Got it." His hand tucked into his pocket, and he was no longer smiling.

"Do you really think he would chose you over me. He loves me and I love him more than you ever will. So try to take him, I'll just laugh because at the end of the day I give him things you can't." I smirked while putting on my clothes not caring if he saw everything or not.

Rolling my eyes I walked out the room, but was stopped by San who looked at me with concern. "What happened?"

"Ask Jaebeom you guys do seem to talk wayyy too much these days." I barked while trying to walk off.

His hand immediately met my arm, and yanked it back causing my body to go with it. Pushing me up against the wall trapping me with both arms on each side, he stared deeply into my soul. 

"Are you jealous?" He asked his eyebrows frowned while looking at me as if it was weird for me to actually be jealous.

"Me...please." I hugged while rolling my eyes. Trying to hide the fact that was jealous.

"Do I need to show you some special attention...is that what this is about? Is nearly two weeks causing a drought for you?" He question, bend info his head down to my neck while caressing it with his lips.

Gulping, I couldn't help but avoid eye contact. I didn't want to seem needy or have him feel like I was a sex addict or anything. Literally I was never the person to really do anything like masturbate a lot, but since I met San it's like I need him everyday. I don't know why.

"No..." I trailed off  softly, feeling intensely embarrassed.

His hand grazed my tight, and almost down my leg forming heavy breathing within me. Running his hand over my already hard d*ck, slowly raised his head up and looked at me.

"Already hard for me huh." He smiled sexily while returning his lips back to my neck.

"Do you want daddy's d*ck or master's d*ck?" He whispered in my ear as my nerves spiraled into greatness.

"Daddy's d*ck, I want to feel you so deep inside of me until I feel like running away from it." I moaned softly as I grabbed his shirt tightly, signaling that I need him in every way.

Unbuckling my belt, I felt his cold hand slip in my briefs which caused my d*ck to jump in excitement. My breathing because hitched, and the anticipation within me grew eagerly. I wanted him extremely bad, like all my insides were burning and longing for his touch.

"Sadly, you had quite a temper and you were out and answered none of my calls or text so therefore you get neither. However, it is great to know how much you're craving daddy's d*ck." He stepped back and placed a finger under my chin and lift my head.

As he walked off I felt everything in me burst out into sadness, but at the same time I was too horny to just do nothing. As he went downstairs I made my way to the room. Taking off my pants, I sat down and placed my back against the headboard. Pulling down my briefs slightly I left my hand further down until it was right by my d*ick. Grabbing it, I slowly began to move my hand up and down in a fast pace. Midway I guided one hand to my ass, and stuck one finger in causing me to moan. Sticking two fingers in I moaned even louder, and covered my mouth. As I stopped looking for food I leaned over to the nightstand and got a vibrator. Sticking into me I gasped again. Moaning uncontrollably, I suddenly heard the door open but was too close to cum.

San walked towards the bed and stared at me in anger, "You're pleasing yourself without me?"

"Im s_sorry. I-I just really want you." I whispered, craving him more and more as I thought about him deeply fucking me.

"You're on punishment, but keep doing that." He ordered.

As I kept going, feeling myself get harder and harder at the thought of him watching, I saw him sit in the chair across from the bed with his pants and briefs down. Taking his d*ck in his hand he started to jack off at the sight of me jacking off.

Creating even more of a sensation, I felt myself reach my climax as I saw him reaching his. As he and I moaned intensely, we both came hard leaving us breathless.

"Please Sannie...I really need you." I looked at his face for a reaction, but he seemed unfazed.

"You're on punishment. Now come downstairs I'm making dinner."