San's arm twitches beside his head and a shaky breath makes its way past his lips. But he keeps the limbs exactly where Wooyoung left them and layed completely vulnerable as Wooyoung teased, played, and abused his nipples even as he silently begged for more.

San bit down on his bottom lip hard as he watches Wooyoung's tongue swirl around his nipple like a lollipop. His fingers flicked the other bud, rolling it between his digits and even slightly pinching.

He throws his head back and lets a guttural moan leave his throat as a fire burns at the pit of his stomach. His back arches off the bed and hips bucking up to get some sort of friction against the painful boner straining in the captivity of his pants. His fingers clenches repeatedly above his head and his stomach churns.

"Wooyoung-" San pleads with knitted brows.

Wooyoung's ice grey eyes shifts to his face. "Hm?" He asks innocently and San felt an embarrassed blush creep up his neck. He bit the inside of his cheek. "I'm really horny... and impatient"

This causes Wooyoung to grin with amusement. "Well, sadly I wanna take my time with you. I wanna savor your moans. Your cries. And make you beg for my cock. And I intend to prove that I'm more than capable of being a dominant top" He whispers huskily, his eyes half lidded, then drags his tongue from the middle of San's chest down to his belly button. Then to the hem of his low riding pants. San's breath catches in his throat. The muscles in his stomach rolls as Wooyoung's fingers lightly glides down his sides while he littered wet open mouthed kisses on his belly.

"I can fuck you as hard and aggressive as you want-" Wooyoung hooks a finger over the hem of his pants and pulls down. "I can choke and spank and pull your hair if beg me for it-" San's dick springs out from it's cage, smacking against his lower belly. The head was bright pink and throbbing, precum smudged around the slit and more beading at the head again. Dark bulging veins wrapping around the rod from head to base. "I wanna make you cum so hard you forget what day of the week it is" Wooyoung drags the clothing off San's legs and tosses it off the bed.

San layed fully naked underneath Wooyoung's lustful eyes. His legs parted wide, exposing his tight pink anus, stiff fully erect member, and low hanging balls. His hands remained above his head. San's breath was labored and he was doing all he could not to just rip Wooyoung's clothes off and jump on his dick.

"You really do have such a stunning body. I missed touching it.." Wooyoung whispers huskily as he runs both hands on both sides of San's waist, down to his hips. "Gorgeous small waist, perfect for holding as I fuck you senseless from behind". San felt the air leave his lungs at that comment.

Wooyoung lifts one of San's slender hairless leg onto his shoulder. He presses a kiss on the drow's inner thigh. He held his other thigh, his fingers sinking into the soft milky flesh. "Beautiful legs" He kisses his inner thigh again, and again. Soon he's nibbling and sucking, intent on creating a bruise.

San writhes with annoyed displeasure. Because as much as he loved Wooyoung's touches and kisses the vampire seemed to be touching him everywhere but the one place he so desperately wanted to be touched. His throbbing dick begged for attention. He felt like he'd pass out from just sheer arousal. All those nights of jerking himself off and pretending it was Wooyoung's mouth around his cock always left him feeling dissatisfied after he came. It was never enough. He needed the real thing. He needed Wooyoung to deep throat him and gag loudly on his dick until he came in ribbons down his throat then watch him swallow.

"I wanna see your mouth around my dick so badly right now" San finally voices his fantasy. His voice was strained like he was trying hard to hold himself back.

Wooyoung glances at his dick as if just noticing for the first time that it was there. He licks his lips and couldn't help the smirk when he sees some precum dripping down from him fully erect cock and pooling on his stomach. He roughly takes the stiffness and squeezes, his finger pressing the slit and rubbing the precum all over the head of San's cock giving it a glossy look.

San whines hoarsely with ecstasy. "Fuck, do that again"

Wooyoung doesn't obey however, he instead presses his lips against the base of the rod then drags his tongue all the way up to the tip. Once at the tip he wraps his lips around the slit and sucks. San felt like his soul had left his body.

"Holy- fuck" He gasps. His hips bucks up when Wooyoung shoves the rest of him into his mouth, deeper and deeper until he was hitting the back of his throat and there was still more that couldn't fit. The way Wooyoung's throat closes around him causes San's eyes to falter close as he ravished in the pleasure. "J-just like that babe. Keep going" He encourages in a breathy voice.

Wooyoung places a hand on San's stomach the other holding the drow's thighs open. He begins bobbing his head up and down San's dick. Loud slurping sounds fill the room. As well as San's laboured breathing. Wooyoung allows the dick to hit the back of his throat ever so often and San hated how he didn't let it stay there longer.

Without even realizing it his hand flies down and glides in Wooyoung's ink black hair, pushing his head down deeper on his cock. Wooyoung aggressively takes his wrist and pulls up, his eyes dark and expression muted. "I told you not to move your hands" He voice was harsh.

San just groans. "Yah- enough with that, can't I just touch my boyfriend? It's been 2 months damn it"

Wooyoung was already half away across the room and headed to his closet. He returns within seconds with a pair of titanium handcuffs and piece of cloth.

"I gave you very specific instructions to not move your hands, did I not?" He demands as he aggressively takes San's wrists, clasps the cuff around one them loops the chain around one of the pillars at the headboard of the bed before cuffing the other wrist.

San simply chuckles in amusement at his whole dom play. Though be decided he'd go along with it, just to see how this would unfold. "You might have" He lays completely naked and hands handcuffed above his head to the bed frame. San watches as the prince crawls over him, straddling his naked body, with the piece of cloth loosely wrapped around his hand.

He eyes Wooyoung's bare chest and the way his stomach ripples when he leans over him. His gaze slowly shifts up to Wooyoung's lips and his chest hummed with anticipation. Wooyoung smirks down at him and before San could open his mouth to ask what he's up to Wooyoung leans down and presses a very heated open mouth kiss on his lips. One that San wasted no time in returning. Though he hated that he couldn't touch the male since his hands were bound.

Wooyoung places both hands on either side of San's face, kissing him roughly and soaking his taste and scents. Their heads were angled as the kiss deepened further and someway, somehow someone's lip got split. The blood stained both their lips slightly. Fangs clashed and tongues battles. And soon Wooyoung is rolling his hips against San's full erection.

The half drow bucks upward and mentally curses at the fact that Wooyoung still had his bottoms on. San pulls away briefly even as Wooyoung chased his lips like a dog to a bone. "Take your pants off" He pants out right before Wooyoung recaptures his lips. Wooyoung's grinding picks up pace. San knew he was going to come any second now if he kept it up.

"Fuck, W-woo..." San protests.

"Shhh" Wooyoung shushes him then takes the cloth and ties it around his mouth and head like a gag, disabling San from speaking.

He resumes his dry humping, his hand on either side of San's head as he held himself up. He watches San's expression with a small grin as he grinded against San's rock hard cock.

San whines past the gag, he tries speaking but the words come out muffled. His breathing was laboured and he was practically panting. His forehead and body glistening slightly with a thin layer of sweat. Wooyoung knew the drow was close to cumming. So he picks up the speed of his hip movement. He too was panting and breathing quick due to the delicious friction against his still clothed dick.

Their eyes remained on eachother and their loud breathing matches in intensity. Without warning Wooyoung dips his head into San's shoulder and sinks his fangs into the milky flesh. Blood quickly leaves the wound and stains the white sheets even as Wooyoung sucked.

San was drowning in ecstasy. The pleasure was immeasurable. And when Wooyoung began drinking from him he finally gave in. His body seized up, eyes squeezes shut and he came hard. He moans lowly against the gag in his mouth. Muffled and shaky. The chain of the cuffs clangs against the metal bed frame repeatedly as he quivered. But Wooyoung continued grinding against him until his orgasm passed.

Wooyoung's hips slow to a stop and he chuckles in San's neck then presses a kiss against the quickly healing bite mark on his shoulder. "Sex doesn't always have to be penetrative y'know? See how hard you just came" Wooyoung whispers in his ear then nibbles on his earlobe.

San just continues to pant loudly in an attempt to catch his breath after that marathon run. Though he couldn't resist rolling his eyes at Wooyoung's words.

Wooyoung sits up and looks down at the spurts of cum scattered and smudged on San's flat stomach. His chest still rose and fell fast but it also slowed down by the second.

Wooyoung looks up to meet San's eyes and he dips his head down and laps up the semen on his stomach while keeping firm eye contact with the drow. San shudders at the feeling of Wooyoung's hot tongue on his stomach and the sight of him slurping up his cum. The eye contact didn't exactly help either.

He quickly grew hard again in no time.

Wooyoung runs his tongue all over his stomach, licking and swallowing every drop of cum. Then afterwards he returns to the source and begins sucking the tip of San's reddening cock. San groans deeply and a strangled moan echoes in the room as his eyes falters close. God fucking dammit... he thinks to himself in pure frustration at the fact that he couldn't just rip Wooyoung's pants off himself and fuck him hard till he came at least 5 times. He tries to drag his arm down to force his dick further into Wooyoung's mouth but was stopped by the handcuffs once again.

Wooyoung gets off the bed then finally kicks his own pants off. San watches him as he strips. He especially pays attention to the vampire's very obvious erection. The way it sprang up once free and had even stained his pants with precum. His  body was fairly toned but with just the smallest amount of softness to his stomach. It was both hot and oddly adorable.

He's so sexy, fuck. I wish I could just fucking hold him already. He mentally whines. He tries protesting against their light bondage play but his words were entirely muffled due to the gag.

"Shh stop talking" Wooyoung says pointedly. But San continues to try getting his message across.

"I said stop-" Wooyoung snaps at him, his hand wraps tightly around San's neck but not in a dangerous way that would cut his oxygen supply. He chokes San and the male gasps and shivers at the bold move. "-fucking talking" He growls against San's gagged mouth. A rush of blood migrates to San's cock making it swell painfully.

Fuck.. San thinks to himself.

Wooyoung quickly spreads his legs then climbs over him whilst positioning himself between his legs. Without warning he pushes a finger inside and past his tightly clenched hole. San flinches and a gasp forces its way out of his throat. And with Wooyoung's hands still holding him tight around the neck, it was quite the feat.

"I know it's a little dry" He mutters in a dark voice against San's mouth. He squeezes in a second finger then begins fingering and curling his digits inside San's ass. San cringes and shifts uncomfortably at the dryness. "Do you wanna use lube or are you feeling particularly masochistic?"

San glares at him, shooting a look that said 'seriously?'. Then he retorts with a very muffled "Lube"

Wooyoung just laughs and reaches for his bed side table, he pulls out a small glass bottle with lubricant from the bottom drawer before returning back to his position between San's legs.

He pushes San's legs wide and San couldn't help but lift his hips ever so slightly with anticipation. Wooyoung pours the runny lubricant from a few   centimeters in the air and watched as it slowly dribbled down and along San's hole. The handcuffed male shivers at the cold liquid. His hands clenches into fists above him and he whimpers lowly when Wooyoung slowly pushes 3 lubricated fingers into him.

The slick causes Wooyoung's digits to slip in no problem. San pushes his face into his arm, his eyes squeezed shut as Wooyoung starts fingering him. The vampire curls his fingers, spreads them, twists and turns the digits then repeats.

San's thighs quivered and his breathing came out like soft pants. Like a needy bitch in heat. Wooyoung watches as the drow writhes, moans and whimpers while he fingered and stretched him out. He eyes the way San's asshole stretched around his fingers and he begins fantasizing his dick being warmed up and squeezed like that instead of his fingers.

"Fuck" Wooyoung grunts and he quickly pulls out his fingers. He dribbles some lube on his fully erect cock and he positions his hips at San's entrance. San just lays still and watches his lover, chest rising and falling slowly as he tries to catch his breath.

"I can't promise I'll be able to hold myself back" Wooyoung whispers against the skin on San's neck. He presses a sweet kiss on his damp neck and before San has a chance to somehow let Wooyoung know he's free to be as rough as he wants, the prince fully thrust into him in one go.

San's eyes widen, his body arches off the bed, his toes curled and a pleasured slash pained moan sounds out and around the room. Wooyoung keeps his face buried in San's neck as he thrusts again. Deep, abrupt, and aggressive. It sends the bed thudding against the wall.

San moans loud again, his eyes squeezing shut and his finger nails dug into his palm. He was sure his wrists were red raw from all the digging and rubbing from the handcuffs. But he didn't  seem to mind. Not anymore. He couldn't talk. Couldn't move or touch anything. The only option he had was laying there and letting Wooyoung fuck him however he liked.

And he couldn't have asked for a better welcome present.

Wooyoung thrusts again and again and again, their pelvis' meeting during each deep thrust . Lewd sounds of skin meeting skin echoes in the room.

San's weak legs wraps around Wooyoung's hips, bringing him even closer. Their bodies were practically stuck together now as Wooyoung continued rocking his hips. San moans and pants and begs for more through muffled cries. And Wooyoung gives it to him gladly.

Soon their pacing increases and Wooyoung thrusts in and out of him at a quick pace. One hand tight around San's neck, choking him while he mutters obscenities and dirty words in his face. "You take my dick so fucking well. Fuck. I'm gonna cum deep inside you over and over again till you beg me to stop" He goes on, his hips like a bullet against San's pelvis. Their panting and moans fill the room and it felt like they were in sauna due to the layer of sweat glistening on their skins.

San wasn't even entirely present anymore. His eyes were half lidded and glazed over as he reveled in the mind numbing pleasure that swam in his core. There was a pit that burned fast in his stomach and raced to his dick begging for release. "Fucmmghh ohmgh Wooyhhmgh" San moans loudly past the hand around his neck and gag in his mouth. His eyes roll back and he came like he'd never before. His body seized and twitched as he orgasmed. His dick shot out cum after cum and Wooyoung continued to fuck him ceaselessly through the whole thing.

"You're so fucking sexy when you cum, y'know that?" He asks with a breathy laugh but San just pants loudly and deeply as his orgasm passed like he'd just went up in a race against Usian Bolt himself.

They go another round in that very missionary position until Wooyoung came in heavy ribbons deep within San. Then they go round after round for what felt like hours. Fucking on the ottoman across the room. Fucking against the wall. Fucking in the closet. On the floor. And the entire time San had his hands handcuffed behind him and he remained gagged.

"Mghhhmghh" Sans moans through his drool soaked gag. His head was now pushed into the bed with his ass up in the air while Wooyoung fucked him from behind. The prince's hands gripped San's hips, creating even more finger shaped bruises on his hips in addition to the bright redness on San's ass as a result of repeated spanking.

Since San's hand were cuffed behind him he couldn't support himself so the side of his face was pressed against the messy bed as Wooyoung roughly pounded into him. "S-shit" Wooyoung curses under his breath. He was going to cum again for the nth time.

San whimpers when Wooyoung slides his hand into his hair and pulls hard whilst still deeply penetrating his abused ass. "I'm gonna cum again" Wooyoung gasps, his brows knitted together and he's breathing fast. He quickly pulls out of San, then begins pumping his cock. His hand nothing but a blur on his member as he stroked himself fast. "S-san, turn around for me babe. Quickly" He says in a grunt and San weakly falls on his stomach then flips over as best as he could while handicapped.

Wooyoung brings his dick to his face as he continued stroking himself madly. "Open- open your mouth" He commands after yanking the gag out of his mouth and San immediately obeys, his mouth wide and waiting to catch Wooyoung's cum.

"Ah- s-shit" He curses as he begins cumming. His semen goes flying on San's face, and splattering across an eye. San tries to catch some with his mouth but eventually just gave up and let Wooyoung decorate his face with cum. The vampire releases ribbon after ribbon all over San's face and parted mouth. And once he was pumped dry, he's left panting for air. "Damn" He says with a shaky laugh as he looks down at the semen covered face of his boyfriend. 

San chuckles as he looks back up at him. "How do I look?" He says in a raspy voice.

"Like an art piece" Wooyoung matches his laugh and presses a firm kiss on his lips. San melts into his lip, smiling dreamily.

Wooyoung pulls back, cutting the kiss much shorter than San would've liked. But then Wooyoung hits him with a smile so gorgeous he immediately got over it. "Lets go get cleaned up" Wooyoung says while trying to hold back a laugh at the sight of San trying to keep one of his eyes closed due to a bit of cum over one of his eyelids.

"Yah- what's so funny?" San asks with a mocking voice. He sits up, enabling Wooyoung to briskly unlock the cuffs binding his wrists together at his back.

"Nothing. You just look sooo stunning right now" His voice dripped with jest and San could hear the sarcasm.

"You jackass. You're the one that jizzed all over my face" As soon as his hands were free, San immediately reaches to his sides in order to begin a barrage of tickles.

Wooyoung laughs innocently and tries pulling away but San chased him. They giggle loudly as San chased the vampire all the way to the bathroom.

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