San's mind had a hard time staying focused on the movies after they were about halfway into the second one. He was too easily distracted by how intrigued Wooyoung was by everything that happened on the screen.

It was like a child on Christmas. Each new thing had Wooyoung gasping or squirming in place as he tried to process what was going on with the movie.

There were a few times that San could see he wanted to ask a question, but then he would press his lips together and swallow, like he was trying to hide the question deep within him.

He once again found himself wondering how sheltered Wooyoung was as a child. And this led to other thoughts that had him feeling a little nervous about his intentions. He didn't want to push anything on Wooyoung, but these past few days... San felt a rush of heat run through him at the idea.

At one point, Wooyoung sat up and tilted his head to the side when the main couple of the movie started to kiss. They were at the guy's apartment, so after a few minutes, things started to heat up a little. It was set sorted for tv, but it was obvious what they were doing.

Wooyoung's forehead scrunched up the tiniest bit and he opened his mouth a little.

"Youngie?" San leaned forward and bit his lip. "What's the matter?"

The other boy hesitated for a moment then looked at San. "Is that what we are supposed to do?"

It was such an odd way to word the question, San found himself stumbling over an answer for a moment. "I— Well, I mean— Only if—" He rubbed the back of his neck and looked down at the floor. "I'd like to eventually, yeah. You've never... You're..." San huffed and closed his eyes. "You're still a virgin, aren't you?" He peeked up at Wooyoung and saw what looked to be confusion flash across his eyes. "It's ok if you are!" San straightened up and started waving his hands back and forth. "I just know it's going to be different fo you if it's your first time."

"Oh! Oh, yes, it would be my first time." Wooyoung answered quickly. He turned back to the tv and tilted his head once more. The couple was covered by the blankets not he bed and had their legs twisted together at the end of the bed.

Yeosang's words about a summer fling started to ring in his ears and San found himself shifting in place a little at the thought of hearing Wooyoung's pretty voice crying out in pleasure.

San bit his lip and counted to three before deciding to take the plunge. "Would you like to? Do that, I mean?"

Wooyoung looked at him for a long moment, then gave the slightest of nods.

San immediately stood up and grabbed his hand before rushing off to the bedroom. He made sure to lock the door behind them just in case, but he had faith that they had plenty of time. Yeosang had dropped several hints that he would keep everyone away from the house until dinner time.

As soon as the door was closed and San had closed the curtains, he turned around to see Wooyoung looking around the room and shifting nervously in place. He stepped forward and took to boy's hands, giving them a gentle squeeze. "If it gets to be too much, just tell me to stop, ok?"

Once more, Wooyoung just nodded, but then his eyes drifted down to San's lips. That was all he needed to close the gap between them and press their lips together. He tried to keep the kiss slow and sensual, but once Wooyoung let out a little moan, San couldn't hold back anymore.

He laced his fingers through the back of Wooyoung's purple locks and held his mouth in place so that he could take control of the kiss. His tongue darted out and ran across Wooyoung's lips, making him gasp a little, which San took full advantage of and let his tongue slip in side.

It was odd, though, because Wooyoung held the faint taste of salt. It made San hesitate for just a moment, but then he quickly found himself addicted to it and started pushing Wooyoung back until he was pushed up against the wall.

Wooyoung grabbed the front of San's shirt and tried to pull him even closer, getting into the kiss and tilting his head to the side.

Feeling encouraged, San dipped a hand down to lip it under Wooyoung's shirt to feel his perfectly smooth skin. They both shivered at the intimate touch and San broke the kiss to start placing open mouth and sloppy kisses along Wooyoung's jaw.

He could feel his lust and desire taking over, and as long as Wooyoung didn't tell him to stop, he had no intention of slowing down.

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Wooyoung felt so overwhelmed. He wasn't quite sure how to process what was going on, but he did know one thing.

He liked it.

He liked it a lot and he found himself feeling things he didn't think was ever possible. Or, it was something he had never thought possible. No merman or woman had ever talked about this feeling... this fire... he was feeling in the pit of his stomach.

When San started to kiss along his neck, it sent chills through Wooyoung's entire body and he shivered while letting out a small whine. "San..."

The human nipped at his neck at the sound of his name and Wooyoung gasped. At first he wanted to slap a hand to his neck to protect his gills, but then he remembered he didn't have any in this form and tilted his head further to the side so San could do it again.

"Fuck, you are so damn sexy." San mumbled, still peppering Wooyoung's neck with nips just soft enough to not leave any marks.

Wooyoung fought the urge to ask what sexy meant and started fumbling with San's shirt. Whatever he was feeling... the urge to feel San's chest against his own was driving him crazy. It was the one sensation his body was used to feeling and as soon as they were both shirtless, Wooyoung pulled San to him and returned the favor by picking the soft spot of San's neck and nibbling at it. He kept it soft and very tentative, but he must have done something right because San dug his nails into Wooyoung's shoulders and let out a small whine.

Seconds later, the couple was fumbling toward the bed. San worked to start pulling down his pants and Wooyoung found himself watched with intense curiosity.

Why did humans even wear clothes if all they did was take them off?

San paused once he was fully undressed and Wooyoung noticed that he was slowly himself between his legs. So many questions started flying through Wooyoung's mind and he had to fight the urge to ask them.

He needed to trust San and follow his lead. Whatever this was... it was obviously important and something humans did often.

San tilted his head to the side a little and Wooyoung realized it was his turn to undress. He started fumbling with his pants and worked to pull them down. When San's eyebrows rose in surprise, Wooyoung instantly started to worry that he had done something wrong and bit his lip.

"Wow, going commando, I didn't realize you were into those kinds of things." San smirked.

"Oh, um, yeah, you know..." Wooyoung rubbed the back of his head and suddenly felt his confidence leaving him. He started to doubt even doing whatever this was with San and he found himself taking a step back.

"Hey, it's ok." San said gently. "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I find it really hot actually." He stepped forward and placed a hand on the back of Wooyoung's neck to pull him closer. "You look amazing." He added in a whisper.

Wooyoung found himself getting lost in San's deep, brown eyes and wasn't paying attention to anything else until he felt San's fingers start to tease him between his legs. As soon as that happen, Wooyoung gasped and jumped in place.

San immediately wrapped his fingers entirely around him while swallowing the yelp with another kiss.

It was such an overwhelming feeling that Wooyoung didn't quite know how to process it. His entire body felt alive and he found himself wanting even more.

Then he found himself falling back underneath the pressure given from San and his back slammed into the bed. He didn't get much time to react before San was on top of him. The human used his weight to pin Wooyoung down and immediately claim his lips again.

San's hand continued to work back and forth, sending stars across Wooyoung's eyes and he started running his hands down San's back.

Whatever this was... it just added to the joy of being a human because he was pretty sure nothing could compare to this.

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San had to work hard to keep himself under control. Every time Wooyoung reacted to something he did, it just drove in even harder that Wooyoung was a virgin, and San didn't want to ruin this experience for him.

He was always waiting for Wooyoung to tell him to stop, but pretty soon he was trembling under San's every touch.

A thin layer of sweat had started to coat Wooyoung's skin, making him look delectable in the soft light coming through the curtains.

After a few more strokes, San shifted so that he could arch his neck and start running his tongue around Wooyoung's left nipple. The small whimpers that started to leave the boy beneath him were driving San crazy. It spurred him on to start grinding their hips together.

"S-S-San..." Wooyoung whined. He kept scrunching his face up like he was trying to figure out what was going on.

"It's ok, I've got you." San whispered and started kissing Wooyoung's cheeks when he noticed a few tears slipping from his eyes. "I promise it's going to get better."

He pushed himself up to study Wooyoung's face and used his other hand to gently stroke Wooyoung's cheek. Wooyoung swallowed and took a deep breath before nodding a few times. His wide eyes were filled with hesitation and curiosity and San found himself becoming bewitched.

Once he was able to collect himself again, San worked on repositioning them on the bed so that Wooyoung could lay his head down on the pillows and San could spread the boy's legs wide to kneel between them after grabbing the bottle of lube Yeosang had not so subtly left on his end table.

"Alright, I'm going to take the lead this time, and you need to try and relax for me." He said, rubbing Wooyoung's thighs gently. Then his eyes drifted down to the white marks on Wooyoung's leg and he stared at them for a moment before making a mental note to ask Wooyoung about them later. He started rubbing Wooyoung's thighs once more to reassure him that everything was ok.

"Ok, Sannie." Wooyoung said, his voice hesitant, but it almost held a sensual purr to it that went straight to San's length and made it twitch.

The snap of the lid when San opened the lube made Wooyoung jump and San chuckled. "I said relax."

Wooyoung blushed and bit his lip.

"Cute." San said, trying to distract him a little more as he poured a large glob of lube right onto Wooyoung's length.

"Mother Ata!" Wooyoung cried out before slapping a hand over his mouth and arching his back off the bed.

San tilted his head at the weird exclamation, but he didn't want to lose his momentum so he started stroking Wooyoung at a quick pace while using his other hand to gather up some of the extra lube and started circling around Wooyoung's entrance.

He watched as Wooyoung's eyes grew wide and he moaned into his hand when San slipped his finger inside.

San knew he needed to take things slow, but that didn't stop him from twisting his finger back and forth to find the special bundle of nerves that he knew would have Wooyoung screaming even more.

After a moment, Wooyoung dropped his hand from his mouth and fisted the blanket on either side of him. He arched his back off the bed and started mumbling incoherently.

The overstimulation was working. San was able to slip a second finger in without much reaction from Wooyoung, and it didn't take too much longer before he could slip in a third.

San licked his lips, anxious to feel how tight Wooyoung would feel around him.

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Wooyoung's mind was churning. Pert of him wanted to say that nothing should be going in him like this. It felt unnatural. The only time anything like this happened for merfolk was when they were able to breed, but that's all it was for... there was nothing special about it.

This though, Wooyoung couldn't fully grasp what was going on. But he knew that his vision went white and then black when San crooked his fingers in just the right way.

At one point, he almost wanted to beg San to stop. His body felt weird and tingly. It was something he wasn't used to.

But the look that San gave him and the encouraging words helped him trust San.

He watched as San started stroking himself again and then slipped something on that looked like a second layer of skin.

"Ok, are you ready?" San asked while inserting his fingers into Wooyoung again. He twisted them back and forth gently.

Wooyoung wasn't sure how to respond to that, so he just nodded.

San moved forward and slowly started to push himself inside. The stretch had Wooyoung arching his back once more and scrambling for something to hold on to. San helped with that and grabbed into his hands and pulled them together while he finished sliding in all the way.

As strange as this moment was for him, Wooyoung could understand why humans liked it so much. There was a feeling of connection now that their two bodies were combined as one and San moving to kiss him again made it even better.

And then when San started thrusting in and out of him, Wooyoung let out a long moan. It was muffled by San's tongue in his mouth, but he just couldn't stop.

San managed to hit this one spot inside him every time that had this feeling building up inside Wooyoung, a pressure that he could feel himself building toward.

"God, Wooyoung, you're so tight. You feel so good." San grunted after dropping his to rest on Wooyoung's shoulders.

Then he reached down to grab Wooyoung's legs and lifted them up so that he was almost bent in half. It put Wooyoung in a vulnerable position that he wasn't sure if he liked, but Wooyoung was in no position to argue with it now.

Mostly because he couldn't hold back anymore and was crying out each time San thrust into him.

The fell into a rhythm of grunts and whines for several minutes, but there was one thrust that made Wooyoung just explode. He practically screamed as a white liquid came out of him and fell across his stomach and even dribbled onto his neck and chin.

He started to whimper when San kept going, the overwhelming feeling starting to get to be too much, but after only a few more thrusts San stopped and Wooyoung could feel him pulsing inside him.

San let out a long groan and was panting heavily. His hair was matted and clung to his forehead in a way that was incredibly attractive. 

When they both caught their breath, San eased Wooyoung back onto the bed and slipped out of him. He ran to the other room and came back with something that he used to clean him off.

"Are you ok?" San asked after he pulled something soft over them and wrapped his arms around the merman.

Wooyoung wasn't sure how he should answer. But he was confident when he said, "Yes." His voice cracked and San let out a deep chuckle. "I feel... floaty." It was the best word he could find to describe it because he did almost feel like he was just floating on his is back and allowing the current to take him wherever it wished.

"Floaty is good. It wasn't too much for your first time, was it?" San started to card his fingers through Wooyoung's hair and he let out a grateful hum.

"No, can we do it again sometime?" He tilted his head back and saw a slightly shocked look on the humans face.

"Most definitely." San answered quickly before drawing Wooyoung in for a slow, passionate kiss.

This had to be one of Wooyoung's favorite things as a human. He liked the feeling of kissing. It was special, that much he could tell.

And he liked feeling special, especially with the way San was looking at him.

The pair of them nestled into the bed and and for the first time Wooyoung fell asleep next to someone. It felt right in every single way and he understood why Mingi and Yunho enjoyed it so much. But there was something about the physical contact that humans craved that made it even better.