~ t/w smut

~DISCLAIMER: Please always use protection. Keep in mind that this story is meant to be set in the '80s when sexual education, in general, was not as prominent as it is now. Be safe, angels.

Yeosang nervously awaits Wooyoung's arrival. Eunsang and his parents left about a half an hour ago to go to this special light show they're having on the boardwalk for kids and their families to come. Yeosang had already planned to stay home to spend time with Wooyoung, knowing that they both leave to go back home next Thursday.

This will be one of the last chances Yeosang gets to spend with Wooyoung, and he was glad he didn't have to worry about distractions. They could have a peaceful evening alone together.

When Yeosang's parents originally brought the light show up to him, they're the ones that even suggested Wooyoung come hang out with him to keep him company while they were gone. Yeosang peeks out the window and the sun is already going down. Wooyoung should be coming any moment now, Yeosang thinks to himself as he sits on the couch close to the front door in anticipation.

Knock

Knock

Knock

Yeosang's eyes light up at the sound and he quickly scurries to go open the door, seeing Wooyoung dressed in a soft and casual outfit, his hair mirroring it by being swept back towards his ears on the sides.

Wooyoung looks absolutely breathtaking.

Literally.

Yeosang coughs as he forgot to breathe for a few moments in the midst of staring at him.

Wooyoung chuckles and wraps his arms around Yeosang after closing the front door, taking him into a warm hug, "You look so beautiful, Sangie~" Wooyoung hums into his ear, surprising Yeosang when Wooyoung nibbles on his lobe.

Yeosang giggles, pulling on Wooyoung's shirt collar to bring him even closer to him, having missed his touch so much.

"You're much too sweet on me," Yeosang says, taking Wooyoung's hand in his to bring him up to his bedroom in the house. He thinks back and he doesn't think Wooyoung has actually ever seen his room here.

Wooyoung looks around, bringing Yeosang around with him as he sees what little knick-knacks he keeps in here, "You like these?" He asks, picking up a small snow globe with his free hand and shakes it.

Yeosang takes the globe out of Wooyoung's hand, "Hey... They were gifts from my grandparents," he says shyly, "I started to collect them."

"Kind of ironic you keep some here at the beach, don't you think?" Wooyoung asks with a smirk, watching Yeosang put the globe back on the dresser.

Yeosang sticks his tongue out playfully, "I like them."

Wooyoung admires the look he sees on Yeosang's face, making a mental note about this fact.

Snow globes, huh?

Yeosang tugs Wooyoung over to his bed so they're able to lay down and watch the cable television he has in his room. Wooyoung's teasing exterior softens as he cuddles up into Yeosang's chest, letting his head rest there while Yeosang plays with his hair.

"You make me so happy, Wooyoung," Yeosang whispers to him, planting a kiss onto the top of his head.

Wooyoung looks up at him with bright eyes, "Isn't that a coincidence? You make me even happier," he hums, moving up further to needily kiss Yeosang's lips.

Yeosang kisses Wooyoung for a while before responding, getting caught up in his intoxicating taste, "Impossible."

"Mmm," Wooyoung mumbles, now maneuvering his body fully on top of Yeosang, his leg on either side of him, "Show me then?" He says in a teasing voice, his devious side making a reappearance.

Yeosang would normally be surprised by Wooyoung's words, and he somewhat is, but his own insatiable hunger for the man hovering on top of him right now. Yeosang captures Wooyoung's lips in his own in an instant, wrapping an arm around his torso and he easily flips them over so he is the one on top.

Wooyoung's eyes widen, not expecting this from Yeosang, but a smirk forms on his face. He likes seeing this side of Yeosang, loving how bold he's being.

Yeosang trails his kisses down Wooyoung's neck, remembering how he had done the same thing to him before, but Yeosang doesn't fear leaving his mark. Wooyoung's head arches back when he feels the way Yeosang sucks onto his skin, letting out soft moans he didn't know he had in him.

His neck getting that much attention was making his whole body feel hot, his breathing starting to get heavy with each mark Yeosang makes on him before coming back up to his lips.

Yeosang smiles into their kiss, lowering his body onto Wooyoung fully so they can be in full contact with one another. He nibbles on Wooyoung's bottom lip when he feels his hands start exploring under his shirt, his body covering in goosebumps under Wooyoung's touch.

The air in the room suddenly gets heavier and hotter when Wooyoung sits them up, taking Yeosang's shirt off to reveal his soft and milky chest. Yeosang's eyes are full of desire and longing, slowly lifting Wooyoung's shirt off to let their bodies finally connect on a deeper level.

"Y-Yeosang?" Wooyoung whispers lowly, looking up at Yeosang through his lashes.

Yeosang gently strokes Wooyoung's cheekbone with his thumb, "Yes, Woo?"

"I love you..."

Yeosang's body feels like it ignites as soon as the words leave Wooyoung's mouth, his eyes watering up from the emotional atmosphere that now surrounds them.

"I love you so much, Wooyoung," Yeosang answers back, finally revealing his feelings he knows he felt for a while now.

Wooyoung's eyes light up at the reciprocation of his own feelings, his eyes also watering, but neither of their tears actually drop, their vision just blurs as they stare into each other's eyes.

Yeosang continues to stroke Wooyoung's cheek until he pulls him into his embrace for a little while, "I've wanted to tell you that for so long, Woo..."

Wooyoung chuckles, squeezing Yeosang, "So have I. I was just waiting for the perfect moment," he says as the two boys pull back to look at each other again, "Did I do good?"

"So good," Yeosang smiles, going in for another sweet taste of Wooyoung's lips. He groans into their kiss when he feels how tightly Wooyoung wraps his legs around him, feeling how their crotches rub against each other.

Wooyoung gasps at the new pleasure he's experiencing, his member hardening against the front of his jeans. He finds himself bucking his hips a bit to increase the friction in his pants, his hands becoming frantic as he pulls and prods Yeosang's back.

Yeosang lays them back down, their kiss not breaking as he trails his fingers up and down Wooyoung's exposed chest until it eventually lingers around the top of his jeans. He teasingly slips a finger under them, caressing the sensitive skin there, liking the way Wooyoung is squirming under him to get more contact.

Wooyoung sucks on Yeosang's bottom lip as he lifts his hips up so Yeosang can push his jeans off, his body twitching slightly when he feels his love's hand hovering on his boxers over his length. He has never felt anything like this before, letting out another moan as he feels Yeosang squeeze his hand around him.

While Wooyoung is a panting mess, he still manages to bring Yeosang's loose swim-like shorts down. He loved the way he looked in his colorful outfit, but he was dying to see him in his natural skin, wanting to be able to be with him like that. Wooyoung's mind wandered into more steamy territory as he thought about the possibility of him and Yeosang making love tonight. It made his heart soften at the prospect of losing their virginities together.

The only problem that comes up in Wooyoung's mind is that he has no idea how they would go about it. Of course, he knows about sex and everything, but he was never taught about gay sex. It couldn't be too different, right...?

Wooyoung's brought out of his worries when Yeosang runs his fingers through his hair and makes eye contact with him after parting from their kiss, "Are you okay, my love...?" Yeosang asks, hoping that he's not making Wooyoung uncomfortable in any way.

Wooyoung smiles up at him, "I'm perfect, Sangie. Are you okay?"

Yeosang nods and gently kisses his neck, "Yes you are, and I am," he hums against his skin before scooting down to fully remove their pants. He looks up at Wooyoung as if asking for permission, seeing Wooyoung nod with a happy smile, so he finally strips them off. Yeosang comes back up to Wooyoung once they're both bare, letting every inch of their skin touch and brush against each other. Yeosang bites back his moan when he feels his erection up against Wooyoung's.

Wooyoung looks up at Yeosang needily, his curious eyes full of want, "Sangie..." He whispers as they both grind against each other for a while, their soft moans mixing together.

"Mmm..." Yeosang gently pulls on Wooyoung's hair as he goes back down to mark his neck one more time. He moves his hand down to take Wooyoung's length in his grasp, pumping it slowly as the realization that they don't have any kind of protection waves over him. He sighs and that catches Wooyoung's attention.

"What's wrong?" Wooyoung asks, concerned.

"W-We don't have anything..." Yeosang explains, his voice full of worry.

Wooyoung thinks about it for a moment, "We can't get pregnant, can we?" He giggles a bit, unable to hide his playful behavior, but his voice quiets when he continues, "I-I don't mind you not using one..." Wooyoung murmurs, but his eyes don't leave Yeosang's even for a second.

Yeosang's eyebrows knit together, taking Wooyoung's face in his hands, "Are you sure...?"

"It's both of our first times, right? It should be okay, I think," Wooyoung says, thinking it over in his head. He never heard much about what protection was used for aside from preventing pregnancies, and he knows that neither of them are able to conceive -- being men, and all.

Yeosang nods, smiling after Wooyoung's reassurance, but he still worries for his love, "You'll tell me if it starts to hurt, right, Woo?"

Wooyoung giggles, stealing a kiss before he responds, "I promise I will."

Yeosang winks at him, remembering how many times Wooyoung had always winked at him. He moves down to sit between Wooyoung's legs, letting him open them up wider for Yeosang. Yeosang lifts Wooyoung up by his hips to get a better angle as he positions the tip of his member at Wooyoung's entrance.

"I love you..." Yeosang says again, wanting to make sure Wooyoung is aware just how much he means it.

Wooyoung smiles widely, "And I love you," he says, resting comfortably back onto Yeosang's bed, his hair splayed out on the pillow. He tries to relax his body when he feels Yeosang poke his entrance, unable to grasp how he will ever be able to fit inside of him.

Yeosang starts to try pushing into Wooyoung, trying to be as slow and careful as he can be, but he pauses when Wooyoung lets out a curse.

"F-Fuck," Wooyoung whines, not expecting just how painful this was going to be, and Yeosang barely even entered him.

Yeosang's eyes widen, "J- Just tell me when it's okay, Woo... It's going to be okay," Yeosang rambles, worried about Wooyoung.

"Fuck, why does it hurt so much?" Wooyoung clenches onto the bed sheets. There goes his plan of trying to relax.

Yeosang pulls out the little bit that did manage to enter Wooyoung and he immediately comes up and takes him into his embrace, "I'm so sorry... W-We can try again later...?" Yeosang suggests, his worry overtaking his desires, no matter how hard he still is.

Wooyoung bites his lip, "But I want to do it now," he hums, "It'll be okay," he tries, but Yeosang doesn't move from his spot. The boy looks to be in thought, Wooyoung thinks.

Yeosang sits back up, keeping his hands lingering on Wooyoung's skin, "I have an idea, I think?" He says, it sounding like a question, "Maybe if I put some lotion on it won't be as, um... painful?"

Wooyoung giggles at Yeosang's idea, his pain subsiding since nothing is prodding him anymore, "Lotion?"

"Hey, it might work, okay?" Yeosang says, crawling over to his drawer, "I-I, um, use this when I... you know..." Yeosang says shyly, his voice catching in some places.

Wooyoung smiles as he hears the 'ums' in Yeosang's speech, thinking it's cute how embarrassed he can be talking about certain things pertaining to sex, "Yes, I know, my love."

Yeosang crawls back to Wooyoung with a small bottle of lotion in his hands and Wooyoung takes it from him, "M-Maybe I could try something...?" Wooyoung suggests, having come up with a small plan in his head, but he doesn't know if it'll work like he thinks.

Yeosang tilts his head and giggles when he feels Wooyoung's hands on either side of his waist, flipping him to have his back on the bed. Wooyoung climbs on top of Yeosang and Yeosang smirks at the intense blush that covers Wooyoung's face.

Yeosang rubs his hands up and down Wooyoung's thighs, watching him as he grabs a hold of his member and lines it up himself after lathering Yeosang in lotion, as well as his own hole. He looks up at Yeosang for the go ahead to try again with him, "Ready?"

Yeosang smiles, admiring the way Yeosang looks hovering overtop of him so prettily, "Take your time, Woo..." He hums, still gently rubbing his thighs for encouragement.

Wooyoung smiles lovingly down at Yeosang as he lowers himself down, feeling how Yeosang's tip penetrates into him once again, "F-Fuck fuck fuck," Wooyoung curses heavily as he lowers himself even further. He feels tears coming to his eyes, and he pauses again.

Yeosang holds onto one of Wooyoung's hands, intertwining their fingers before he gives it a big squeeze, "Woo, it's okay, go slow... Please, I don't want you to be in pain," he says, feeling bad how pleasurable he's feeling while Wooyoung doesn't seem to feel any at all.

Wooyoung squeezes Yeosang's hand back tightly, biting his lip roughly when he finds it in himself to finally lower himself all the way down, letting out a loud gasp followed by a high-pitched moan.

Yeosang sits up and wraps his arms around Wooyoung, "A-Are you okay...?" He whispers, pulling back to caress his face, thumbing under his eyes to keep tears from leaking out.

Wooyoung breathes heavily, his mouth agape as he looks into Yeosang's eyes, sniffling softly as he leans into Yeosang's touch. He groans quietly when he tries to move himself, "Mhm, ah--" He pants, his eyes blurred from the watering in them.

Yeosang can't hold back his moans when he feels Wooyoung moving on top of him. He worries for Wooyoung, but trusts he won't do anything to hurt himself too badly.

Wooyoung continues to move up and down, feeling the way Yeosang's member goes in and out of him, "Y-Yeosang-" Wooyoung moans loudly, his body getting used to the new experience after so much time of trying. Wooyoung kisses Yeosang as he finds a steady pace to go at, moaning into each other's mouths as they kiss.

Yeosang grips onto Wooyoung's hips, pulling on his skin as their kiss deepens further. Feeling Wooyoung pumping down onto him is making his heart rate quicken and something builds within his stomach at a rapid pace. He brushes his tongue across Wooyoung's teeth, cursing himself internally that he's going to cum this quickly.

Wooyoung goes at the same pace for a little while before trying to go faster, but he doesn't have to try for long, feeling Yeosang start to roll his hips up into him. Wooyoung parts from the kiss, throwing his head back in a moan of pleasure. His neck is immediately attacked with kisses and nibbles of Yeosang's doing.

Yeosang pumps into Wooyoung hard before he cums, letting it all spill into him, slowing down his movements as he moans, riding out his orgasm.

Wooyoung's eyes widen from the sensation of liquid filling him and he knows that Yeosang came already, being quite close himself, "I-I'm so close," he pants, continuing to move himself on Yeosang's length. He's soon brought up off of him by Yeosang's hands coming under his armpits and he's laid down on the bed.

Wooyoung's heart pounds and he clutches onto the sheets when he feels Yeosang take him into his mouth to finish him off, loving the way he focuses on his head.

"F-Fuck, Sangie, right there," Wooyoung moans, arching his back up when he finally cums into Yeosang's mouth, filling it up with his fluids.

Yeosang smiles and swallows down everything Wooyoung gives him before crawling up over him once again, cradling his face as if he's the most fragile thing.

"I love you so so much..." Yeosang whispers against Wooyoung's lips, kissing him softly.

"I love you, Yeosang," Wooyoung giggles, laying down with the love of his life, and he's not sure if he's ever felt a better and more fulfilling feeling than what he's experiencing right now with Yeosang. Being with him has made him realize the true meaning of the phrase being in love with someone -- he truly feels like Yeosang is his other half and that he's starting to not be able to picture his future without him in it.

"I don't ever want to leave you..." Wooyoung whispers into Yeosang's ear, pulling the blankets up over them both.

Yeosang pouts when he hears Wooyoung bring up them leaving again, "It's going to be okay, Woo..." Yeosang tries to reassure, "Let's rest, okay?" He suggests, showing him a smile before pecking his lips one last time for the night. Yeosang's eyes water, though, when he thinks about not being with Wooyoung. He's been trying his best not to think about those terrifying thoughts, but every night when he's alone in his bed, he finds himself crying at the thought of leaving him.

Wooyoung nods, holding onto Yeosang tightly, loving how warm he feels against him, "Okay, my love..."

End of Chapter Eight