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No one take you down
It is our promise
No one take you down
Don't worry, I'll be there
Shining like a star

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SAN

The music flows through the speakers of the radio, just like the evening breeze through the open car windows in the cab. With his head resting against the top of the backseat, San's eyes are locked onto Yeosang sitting next to him - the wind taking the brown hair for a twirl, and San smiles to himself at the beautiful sight.

Yeosang is humming along to the song on the radio, tilting his head a little from side to side, before turning his head just slightly, to look at San. Their eyes meet, and San almost feels shy when it happens.

"What?" Yeosang chuckles, taking San's hand in his own.

"Nothing," San smiles, letting his fingers be intertwined. Even a touch so soft, is making his heart pound in his chest, and his body heat up. Yeosang is his boyfriend, they are finally together, and the missing puzzle piece to his heart has been found.

He had barely gotten over the surprise of Wendy taking her time to fly to Korea, just to talk to him, before he found himself on a plane to London. Everything had felt like a dream, but one he hoped he'd never wake up from. He knew very well by then that Yeosang was, and always will be, the love of his life, and he would do everything to get him back.

The drive to the beach house Yeosang is staying at for the weekend, is only about thirty minutes long, but when you're as impatient as San is right now, it feels like hours. The landscape outside is breathtaking, but in San's eyes not even the view of the sun setting over the ocean, can compare to Yeosang smiling at him.

When they have arrived, they walk hand in hand to the door, but just as Yeosang is about to find the key, San grabs him by the wrists, pinning him against the door in the same move as he presses his lips onto the younger's.

Yeosang whimpers in surprise, but gives in right away, parting his lips for San's tongue to meet his own. San can't stop smiling into their kiss, his entire body almost trembling from the overwhelming joy of finally being with Yeosang again, and both of their weekend bags dump onto the porch.

The low moans that move into San's mouth with the touch of Yeosang's tongue, are making his mind go crazy. Yeosang has wrapped his arms around San's neck, pulling him even closer - their bodies moving against each other, slowly, telling through their shared body language what they both are longing for.

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Being together in bed, after so long, is making San feel nervous like never before - his hands shaking while they stroke up and down Yeosang's soft skin, every part and every curve, nothing will be left untouched. Down his side, around his hips and in between his thighs where San gives him a little squeeze, making the younger gasp quietly.

Both are lying on the side, San behind - nuzzling his face against the back of Yeosang's neck, kissing it softly and taking in all the amazing sounds that are caused by his touch. Carefully, he starts to push himself deeper inside, and Yeosang's moans slowly gets louder.

"I've missed this, so fucking much," San whispers, placing wet kisses all over Yeosang's nape. "But I... Forgot how tight you are..."

With his hand placed on Yeosang's hip, he starts to move a bit faster, the increased speed resulting in a stream of pleased moans rolling over Yeosang's lips, and his body starting to move with San's.

"San... That feels... So good..." Yeosang pants, taking San's hand in his own and holding it tightly against his chest. "D-deeper, please... I want to feel all of you..."

San doesn't hesitate for even a second, to fulfill the younger's request, and while biting into Yeosang's neck he finally pushes his cock all the way inside, both letting go of a loud moan at the same time.

With their bodies rocking against each other, and Yeosang suddenly taking San's hand to kiss and suck on his fingers, San is already close to climaxing.

"S-Sangie, wait..." he whispers against Yeosang's neck, his body and mind not capable of containing the intense pleasure for much longer - it has been so long since he's last been touched, even by himself.

A struggling moan is pushing itself out between San's lips, as he so desperately tries to hold himself back. But he soon fails, hiding his face in Yeosang's hair in embarrassment from finishing so fast. Yeosang kisses his hand, down the wrist and up to the palm again, before looking over his shoulder - while carefully pulling San out.

"Don't worry about it," Yeosang smiles, sitting up in the bed - his messy hair making him look even more adorable, "we can always do something else, if you want to?"

The small spark that shines at San, just as Yeosang winks at him, makes his heart beat faster.

"Oh... You mean..." San says, a small chuckle following.

Yeosang leans down over him, their lips meet in a deep kiss while San feels the younger's hands all over his body. Yeosang's lips move down to kiss San's neck, just as his left hand travels downwards as well, leaving San gasping for more.

"So..." Yeosang mumbles between the wet kissing he is busy placing around San's collarbones, "Do you want it?"

"Y-yes..."

"Then let me hear you say it," Yeosang grins, bitting into San's neck, his fingers stroking the inner part of San's thigh.

"Stop teasing me!" San whines, his hand diving into the younger's hair, lightly tugging it, "But fine... I-I want you... Inside of me!"

He tugs Yeosang's hair a bit harder at his last words, making the younger move his head enough for them to kiss each other. The feeling of Yeosang's tongue around his own, is something San swears he will never get tired of. As soon as the kiss ends, Yeosang moves on top, dragging the used condom off San and throwing it on the floor, the touch of his hand is making San's body tremble.

"But this time..." Yeosang mumbles, sitting between San's legs, his eyes focused on the bottle of lube in his hand, "I want to see your pretty face, when you scream my name."

His eyes catches San's in that very moment, and shivers are running down San's back as it happens. The look in Yeosang's eyes is so seductive, and yet so demanding at the same time - and San has never seen the particular look in those brown eyes before.

Yeosang briefly smirks at him, before lowering himself to let his lips dance down San's chest. San closes his eyes, too overwhelmed with pleasure to even try to keep them open. His hands clenching around the sheet, tugging it, while Yeosang's tongue runs in circles around his right nipple - licking it, kissing it and carefully biting it.

Making the same circle motion, Yeosang's fingers move around at San's entrance, slowly starting to push inside - making San swallow the first deep moan. The second escapes, fills the room while San find himself being filled by his boyfriend's wonderful fingers.

Impatiently, his body starts moving by itself, and his lips are begging for more. Yeosang takes his time though, carefully and gradually stretching him out, not wanting to hurt him - but San can't wait any longer.

"Yeosang, please..." he begs, his body twitching around on the mattress. "I want you so much... P-please..."

"Sannie..." Yeosang chuckles, his lips moving along San's jawline, "I want you too, but I don't want it to hurt, like the last time."

Despite his words, Yeosang adds another finger and the speed increases right away, causing San to turn into a moaning mess on the bed. With Yeosang's fingers moving in and out of him, stretching and filling him, San can't focus on anything anymore. Nothing, but the only thing he wants right now. The only thing he is craving for.

"Just... Just fuck me already!" he cries out, pressing his body against Yeosang's hand, which is three fingers deep inside of him.

Yeosang shakes his head over San's impatient begging, but with a smirk he pulls his fingers out, leaving San feeling cold and empty for a brief moment. He then pulls San's lower body up onto his lap, the tip of his hard cock stroking against San's throbbing hole.

Just as San is about to make another whine, Yeosang starts pushing into him, and San arches his body by the stretch - biting into his lower lip and eyes closing by themselves. A slight stinging pain follows, but San doesn't even care about that, and when Yeosang finally starts to move faster, the pleasure overflows everything else.

Yeosang holds him by the hips, thrusting deeper inside by each time, and San is struggling not to drown in his own moans from the insane pleasure. Yeosang leans down over him now and then, kissing his lips and biting his neck - whispering sweet, then dirty words in his ear.

"Y-Yeosang! Oh my God!" San twists and turns under him, as he's being pounded harder and harder - but it only makes him beg for more.

Although San had promised Yeosang a night he'd never forget - this wasn't quite what he had meant, but it's not like he'd want to complain at all. And it seems like Yeosang likes it a lot too.

"Tell me when you're about to come," San pants, his hands moving down Yeosang's skin, nails scratching it just lightly.

"Well..." the younger gasps, "I'm... Pretty damn close right now..."

When San suddenly pushes Yeosang away, the brown eyes widen in surprise, and Yeosang looks at him in confusion. Still sitting on his knees, Yeosang tilts his head to the side, panting heavily while trying to brush his wet hair away from his face.

San just smiles at him, pulling the condom off and throwing it to the side. With a quick smirk, he leans down to take Yeosang's cock into his mouth.

"Oh! Oh, my God!" Yeosang moans, his fingers instantly tangling into San's hair. "S-San..."

San runs his tongue around the top, a few times before closing his lips tightly around it. It's his first time doing this, and he has no idea if he's doing anything right - he'll just go with whatever he used to love himself. And from Yeosang's sounds, it seems to be okay this far.

While gradually taking more into his mouth, San lets his tongue dance around as much as possible. The tugs in his hair confirms he must be doing something right. Although the taste of the condom is vile, San has soon forgotten about it and all he can think about is how arousing he finds it to pleasure Yeosang this way.

He wraps his fingers around the root of the cock, pumping it while sucking at the same time.

"That feels so good," Yeosang raspy whispers, his hand closed in a fist in San's hair. "San... I'm so close..."

Without even thinking twice, San starts moving faster, his mouth going so fast that saliva is dripping from his lips and down the length.

"F-fuck..." The grip in San's hair tightens, as Yeosang starts rocking his hips towards him, thrusting deeper into his mouth, down his throat.

Suddenly, Yeosang stops moving, and with a deep, almost growl he releases into San's mouth. The warmth and taste surprises San, but he swallows it anyway. Making sure to lick Yeosang clean, San twirls his tongue around the top, making Yeosang whimper from the intense feeling.

San dries his mouth with the back of his hand, before laying down on the bed, pulling Yeosang down to cuddle up next to him.

"You're... So amazing," Yeosang smiles, his voice soft like the look in his eyes. "I love you."

"I love you more," San whispers back, kissing the tip of his nose. "And I'll love you til the day I die."

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Two days later, Yeosang has to go back to his parents' house, and San has agreed to go with him - although he is dying from nervousness on the inside.

"Oh! We are almost there! Are you ready?" Yeosang's eyes sparkle like a million stars, as he eagerly tugs San's sleeve.

The cab turns a corner, and San has to hold his breath not to let go of a surprised gasp. He always has assumed that Yeosang came from a well-off family - causing all his jokes about the younger being a trust fund baby and a SKY prince, but this is way more than he could've ever expected.

"Is this... Where you live?" San mumbles, staring at the mansion in front of the car.

"It's where my parents live," Yeosang corrects him, "I'm just... Living here temporarily for now."

San nods, stunned by the enormous building in front of them, while Yeosang is almost jumping up and down from excitement. But suddenly he stops moving, and a long sigh rolls out.

"Oh, and my younger brother lives here too. Don't mind him, he tends to be a little moody..."

"You... You have a brother?"

While Yeosang nods, San looks at him, stroking their hands against each other. There is so much he doesn't know about Yeosang yet, but he couldn't be more excited to get to learn everything.

"Yeah... We don't talk much though. He's been too busy being a teenager, even before I moved to Korea, so..." Yeosang laughs, and San can't stop smiling whenever he hears that adorable sound.

"Well, if he's anything like you, I'm sure he's an amazing person!"

"He's not. Jongho is quite the drama queen."

"So, how are you two not alike?"

"Oh, shut up San!" Yeosang laughs, playfully slapping San's hand with his own.

As they get out of the cab, grabbing their bags and walking towards the huge main entrance, San feels how the nervousness is rapidly growing. He's never met anyone's parents before - meeting Hyunjin's for New Year's doesn't count, but since he's never been in an actual relationship, he's never had to before.

His palms start to sweat, while the thoughts pile up in his mind. What if they don't like him? What if they don't think he's good enough to date their wonderful son? Who would ever be good enough for Yeosang?

But what if... What if they actually like him? And what if, San is good enough - and no one will ever be a better fit for Yeosang than he is?

And in this very moment, San realizes he's never thought of himself that way - in a positive way. But he likes it. And no matter what happens, he will do everything he can to make Yeosang happy - just as Yeosang makes him feel. Being with him, is making everything feel so much better, breaking down and tossing out every bad emotion San has hid inside of him.

His soul finally feels cleansed, free.

"Wow... Only been dating for three days, and I'm already meeting your parents..." San chuckles, trying to hide just how nervous he actually is.

"Maybe we should just get married already," Yeosang jokingly laughs, opening the front door and stepping inside.

"Yeah... Maybe we should..." San whispers to himself, his heart skipping a beat at the thought.

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