⌗San⌗

The last couple days were... quite the rush, to say the least. San and Seonghwa were practically inseparable, spending nearly every second of every day with each other. And every second he spent with the werewolf was one less second where he felt.. like an angry, miserable, vindictive person. It was almost like an escape for him.

Then there was the sex. And there was a lot of it.

Over and over..

Flashback

An aroused guttural moan made its way up San's throat as he roughly kisses the werewolf on his bed. He was on top, his legs straddling Seonghwa's hips, riding his dick and arms on both sides of his head. Their naked hot skin rubbing against each other and hips moving in close synchrony. They break apart, breathing hard but San quickly attaches his lips to Seonghwa jawline, sucking hard on the softly tanned skin in an attempt to hide his vampire appearance.

Seonghwa curses under his breath, giving San's hip a squeeze as it slowly and methodically rolled, his length going in and out of his hole in deep long strokes.

And over...

"F-fuck!" San cries out in pleasure, fangs making an appearance and dark red veins weaving its way around his eyes. His fingers dig into the tree bark he was leaning on as Seonghwa hammered at him from behind, the speed of his hips almost animalistic. They were in some secluded part of the forest on the outskirts of town, hopefully far enough away from anyone because each lewd sound of skin and skin slapping harshly against each other followed by both their pants, moaning and cursing echoed through the tall trees.

Seonghwa's grip on San's hips tightens and he watches as his dick would disappear inside San then reappear. His strokes quick but deep. He pulls San to stand straight, chest against his back, then he continues hammering at his hole.

"Mmgh O-oh- Seongh-" His voice shaky and choppy and lost in the nirvana. A hand snakes around his neck as Seonghwa roughly chokes him, teeth biting at San's ear lobe.

And over again.

San moans lowly against Seonghwa's lips as the taller male slowly slid in and out of him from behind. The living room couch lightly thudding against the wall with each stroke. They were laid on their left side, San's back to Seonghwa's chest. San had his right leg held up by the werewolf behind him, his girth steadily sliding in out and out of him. Seonghwa's bottoms out and grazes his prostate before pulling out half way and repeating it again and again.

Seonghwa was propped up on his elbow so he could comfortably make out with the hybrid, their lips locked in an open mouth raunchy kiss. Their tongues over lap repeatedly and San takes his own ignored dick and strokes himself, trying to match Seonghwa's pace.

It got to the point he was pretty sure he was starting to crave it. Crave the rough touches, the euphoric orgasms, the deep fiery kisses. Like an addict or something. But he had to remind himself what was important. And why he was there in the first place. They had their fun but he had to bring it to an end and now.

Seonghwa and San moans simultaneously, their skin damp with sweat as they rolled their hips aggressively chasing their high. It was nighttime and they were laid on the grass underneath the moon on some isolated mountain.

San was straddling his hips and rode his length, mind numbing pleasure swimming from his toes to his head. As his hips came down Seonghwa's moved up and they eagerly met each other half way, his dick hitting his prostate head on each time.

"Fuck fuck! Y-yes, I'm cumming" San pants repeatedly, his face buried in Seonghwa's moist neck. His hands forming fists of dirt in the grass on either side of Seonghwa's head. Sweat dampened their hair, causing strands to stick on their forehead.

"Me too" Seonghwa pants. His fingers dig into San's hips, sure to leave a bruise if San wasn't part vampire. "Moan nice and loud for me" Seonghwa says in a throaty voice in San's ear before catching his earlobe between his teeth and drawing it out.

That did it for San. He came in ribbons on the werewolves chest, eyes squeezing tight and clamping his jaw shut to stop himself from giving in and sinking his teeth into Seonghwa's neck. He moans though, the sound loud and feverish as he orgasmed and came repeatedly, shaking a little in the process.

And Seonghwa thrusted up into him through all of it, still chasing his own release which was near. Once San's high passes and he was sure his appearance was normal again his tongue laps over Seonghwa's damp neck in a long strip up his jaw and to his lips.

He lets his lips hover over Seonghwa's slightly parted ones, watching his pleasure filled expression. He begins whispering obscene language and dirty words into his lips. That was enough for Seonghwa because he was quick to pull out and his semen shoots out before slowly rolling down his softening shaft. His breath deep and loud and shaky.

San gets off him and lays on the grass beside him, staring up at the half moon as his chest rose and fell. He stays quiet, as many thoughts ran through his head at once. Then suddenly he felt embarrassed. Just the thought of Wooyoung possibly watching him this whole time made him clamp up.

He feels Seonghwa gently take his hand and gives it a squeeze. When San doesn't respond to the touch he places a finger under his chin to guide his face towards him.

Once San meets the gentle calming grey of Seonghwa's eyes he sucks in a sigh of frustration then abruptly sits up. Seonghwa's brow crease with worry as he follows, also sitting up. "What's wrong?" Seonghwa asks, genuine concerned.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning" San says blankly, avoiding Seonghwa's eyes by reaching for his clothes. He begins reaching for the clean tunic Seonghwa lended him the day before while the werewolf just looks at him, face showing clear and obvious confusion.

"Wait.. what? Did I do something wrong?" He was taken back by San's sudden attitude switch. The drow-vampire just shakes his head, slipping his pants on his legs and getting up to his feet to properly lift it over his hips.

Seonghwa just looks up at him, confusion evident in his gaze. "Mujin" He calls out, voice firm and unmoving.

San stops just as he was about to slip his top over his head and he sighs loudly, running his hand through his dark lengthy hair. "You didn't do anything wrong" He slowly meets Seonghwa's bewildered eyes. Lips dipped down ever so slightly in a frown. San quickly looks away not having the guts to face him.

Seonghwa pulls himself to his feet, naked still,  but stands directly in front of San. He places both hands on either side of his face, his cheeks ice cold underneath the heat of his palms. But San still avoids his eyes.

"What's going on?" Seonghwa asks, voice husky and slightly deeper than usual. It gave San chills but he only shakes his head slightly, and bites down on his bottom lip.

"There are things you don't know about me. It's better if I leave. I've already stayed longer than I should've" Was all he says and Seonghwa just searches his face not entirely sure what he was going on about.

""Things I don't know about you"? Does it matter? I like you a lot"

"You like me? Or you like the sex?" San finally meets his gaze. The werewolf's grey eyes slightly clouded. The slight breeze blowing wisps of his hair about, the moonlight makes the brown strands look almost translucent. His lips form a line at the question.

What followed was silence and San forces a smile before sucking his teeth. "Thought so"

"It's you, Mujin. I like you" Seonghwa quickly adds. San just scoffs in disbelief and looks away. But he couldn't help but feel his heart ache at those familiar words..

"You don't even know anything about me" Not even my real name for crying out loud. Or that I'm part vampire. San wondered how drastic the werewolf's switch up would be if he found out who he really was or the only reason he was in Boulia was to try and revive his dead vampire soulmate. Probably try to kill me I'd imagine..

"I know enough to know that you're an amazing person with a good heart. You're a good listener and you care for people but too scared to show it" Seonghwa still had his hands on either side of San's cheeks and he uses his thumbs to draw soothing circles on his cold smooth skin.

San slowly lifts his hands and pulls Seonghwa's hands from his face. "Like I said, you don't know anything about me" Truth be told, and he didn't want to admit this to himself but, he was falling for the werewolf. And he was falling hard. He knew he had to cut it off quickly and get back on track. He couldn't do this again, not after what happened to the last guy he fell for. "It's just... better if I leave. Trust me"

"Better in what sense?" Seonghwa's voice comes out annoyed and San just swallows the lump in his throat.

"So I don't hurt you"

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My babies are so famous yuhhh