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Burning Memories | (seonghwa smut)

Pairing: King!Seonghwa X Queen!Reader Synopsis: Every night he woke up with guilt consuming him alive. Every night you were there to nurse him with your love. Genre: smut, angst and fluff Word Count: 2.8K Warning: SEONGHWA HAS PTSD!!!!!!! Recaps of war, battle, death, traumatic situations. crying seonghwa. unprotected sex. sorta dom reader? they take the lead cause hwa is too depressed to do so. they kinda take turns on who's dom so no specific power dinamic. creampie. marking. biting. grinding. teasing. mutual body worshiping. very passionate lovey dovey romantic smut. Tag: - A/N: i'm sorry this is sad but i also tried my best to make it a bit fluffy

The vision of the pitch black sky, a cloud of smoke blocking the rays of sun that seemed to glow red that day. Not as red as the water, hundreds of ships sinking and getting lit on fire with people inside, a battle spreading itself across the entirety of the bay. The gravel got carried away and moved around as the bodies of hundreds got pulled across the ground in an inhuman feast of violence and blood, the screams and sounds of metal going against each other terrorized anyone who was near.

The kingdom was falling apart, the near death of the Park dynasty bloomed over people's heads as they ran and tried to hide, but to no avail, only to be turned into shreds and nothing more than a founding memory to those who cared. Houses were destroyed, animals were killed and people were dead, the crimson color that once brought pride to the family now coloring the horror of the historical scene. The only thing remaining was the huge castle, slowly getting torn down and destroyed by the rivals that invaded and took control over what once was the most powerful kingdom in the entire world.

"Seonghwa!" A far, but noticeable, scream took the young king's mind out of the pitiful sight of his mourning lands, the familiar tone sending a shiver down his spine as Seonghwa's eyes frantically searched for its owner. His heart sank as he looked back into your desperate eyes.��

You were stuck on the highest tower of the castle, the one that was threatening to fall as fireballs were thrown in the structure, causing earthquakes and more smoke to pile up. Hundreds of enemy soldiers surrounded the place, a horde of them swallowing the front door and invading it. It would take minutes for them to get to you and take your life, there was no way Hwa could save you in time.

"Y/N…"

"Seonghwa!" He could feel the tears falling from his face as he watched you look around, trying to find a way out and into his arms. His sword had slipped from his fingers, knees giving in as he fell onto the ground, the image of your imminent death happening right before his eyes, like a slow movie. He could do nothing as the castle got invaded, the screams and fire approaching the end of the tower, ready to consume you whole.

"Y/N… Forgive me…" His voice barely came out, a flood of tears streaming down his cheeks. His body was frozen in place, he could try, but he couldn't move or leave.

"Seonghwa!" The desper, the anguish, the dread in your voice haunted his mind, the realization that the love of his life was going to die slowly sinking in. He was known to be a stoic king, with not much expression, which was why seeing the sadness, the feeling of loss and grief hit him and make him cry was so sad. He could only sob and scream in pain, the blurriness from the tears stopping him from watching your inevitable death as you screamed his name one last time.

"Seonghwa!"

He jumped in the bed, sitting straight up, heavy breathing. A sheer layer of cold sweat glistened in his whole body as his confused and scared eyes associated what had happened before them. You still left your hand resting on his chest, worried as your husband had been screaming and crying for the past half an hour in his sleep. You gently moved your hand, softly touching his cold, yet burning hot, face, fingers grazing his skin and caressing him "Hwa? My love? What happened?"

His head finally snapped back to reality, eyes meeting yours as his breathing calmed down. The moonlight shining through the huge window accentuated the tears gathering on his eyes, his lips trembling before his whole body flew into yours, arms caging you in a tight hug. He held you as if he was scared of losing you, as if he could've never hugged you again, as if you were a miracle happening before him. You returned the hug, palms rocking up and down on his naked back as you shushed him, feeling his trembling figure start to crumble under your tender and fond touch.

It had not been too long since Seonghwa had returned from a battle. A war. The biggest and most nasty war that ever existed in history. A war that took away millions of kingdoms, that took away millions of lifes, that took away the Seonghwa you used to know. He was one of the only survivors of your kingdom, coming back from the chaos a different man. You had learned he had lost his best friends on the battlefield, he watched every single one of them die as they took their last breath in the name of the dynasty, in the name of the kingdom, in the name of Seonghwa, the king. Seonghwa had witnessed what anger and greediness did to a man, what are the consequences of the words that they, the powerful ones, had. He would never be able to take the image of his most trusted men, Hongjoong, spread on the ground, lifeless eyes and torn apart torso, the sword Hwa had gifted him right by his body.

Seonghwa had changed, and he was suffering. Countless nights he woke up crying and screaming, cursing himself and heavens for letting them go. For letting the war happen. For knowing that it could've been you if he had not won in time. God, the thought of losing you too, he cried and weeped just as the sheer idea of it. And he felt it in his dreams, always waking up in a cold sweat and pounding heart, hands gripping the sheets as his eyes poured out his feeling in hot tears across his face.

Every night, you took care of him. You nursed him back to sleep, you reminded him that the war was over, and now he was safe, in your arms, on his bed, in the castle. And tonight seemed to be no different.

"Everything is calm now, my dear. There's no need to fear…" You said quietly, one hand gently feeling his dark locks as he cried out on your shoulder, his tears wetting your nightgown, arms holding you tightly against his body as he trembled in pain "I'm here, there is no more rush to be made, the war is over" You kissed his temple, feeling as he hid his face on the crook of your neck, his inconsistent breaths and sobs making your heart ache. You would never grow tired of taking care of him, of making him sleep again, of being the one he ran to at nights. He was your king, your husband, your love, your Seonghwa.

"I-I…" His voice was weak, barely coming out from his burning throat "I-I'm…" He couldn't form proper sentences, the burning memories of death and hate imprinted on the back of his mind like a haunting ghost. He swore he could see the innocent eyes of his comrades on the mirrors, asking why he had not saved them

"You're safe, my love" You took his face between your hands, thumbs caressing his wet cheeks. His round eyes were puffy and red, the streams of tears staining his handsome features. How could he be so stunning, even when in despair? "You're in our bedroom, with me. It's been months since you came back, the threat is gone" You glued your forehead with his, letting him close his eyes as his breathing slowly came back to normal, his arms still wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling you close and into his lap.

"I-I thought I had lost you…" The weak tone on his timbre made your heart sink, his words barely coming out above a deep whisper "I thought… I have failed you…"

"You could never, Seonghwa" His face leaned into your gentle touches, his dark irises meeting yours as he dived into your stare. He loved looking at your eyes, getting lost into their depth as he wondered what thoughts went through your wonderful mind "I would never feel failed nor disappointed by you, dear"

His stare shifted between your lips and your eyes, quietly waiting for your consent. One hand slid to his neck, pulling his face closer and letting your mouths meet in a passionate kiss. Seonghwa was always an intense kisser, leaving you breathless without needing much work, and this time was no different, his arms pulling you even closer and letting your bodies stick to each other like glue. Your hands squeezed his tired shoulders, fingertips grazing through his honey skin as you palmed his whole torso, feeling every little scar and skin dent he had across his toned muscles. You could still feel the effect the nightmare had on him, his trembling fingers too shy to move from your thighs, resting on top of the sheer fabric of your nightgown, driving you crazy. You gently nibbled at his bottom lip with your tongue, silently pleading to dive onto him, so he could forget at least for now how terrific his dreams were, feeling as he let out a breathy moan when your tongue searched for his on the kiss. His finger pads toyed with the hem of the huge dress covering you, slowly bunching up the material so he could feel your skin better. His calloused hands kneaded with the plush flesh of your legs, eagerly traveling up so he could hold your waist and pull you down, making your bare core grind against his clothed bulge.

Your hips slowly rocked against his, feeling as he grew hard under you. You weren’t in a rush, wanting to take your time as you took care of him in one of the many ways you knew how to. You let your lips search for his skin, peppering his face and necks with feather-like kisses as you felt his body rest against the bed’s headboard, his head thrown back as breathy sighs and shallow moans left his mouth. Your hands gently caressed his arms, running all over his torso as you found your ways to his undergarments, gently toying with the fabric of the waistband before lifting yourself up slightly, pulling the piece of cloth from his legs and feeling him hiss as the cold air hit his dick.

“You’re safe here, baby” You held his face, gently caressing his cheek as you let your hips sit on top of his, your folds gliding through his hardening shaft as you rode him, the teasing making both of you moan quietly “I’ll always protect you, Seonghwa” You could feel your wetness coating his cock, his nails digging half-moon marks on your skin as he whined at the feeling and at your words, the sensation of just being loved making his skin burn hot and mind slowly ease into a better place. His eyes open briefly, staring back at you as you connect your foreheads, just soaking the feeling of being intimately close.

"I love you… so much" His voice sounded hoarse from the constant screaming, but that didn't bothered you a bit "You're my everything" He whispered into your lips, capturing your mouth in yet another intense kiss as his hands pulled your nightgown up, taking it off of your body so he could admire you properly. He took his time letting his gaze scan you over, taking in every little detail about your body, details he had known for many years, yet still couldn't get enough of it. He pulled you closer to him, your bare chest hitting his and your hips grinding back into his groin, his cock threatening to slip inside your folds at any given moment. You felt his legs shifting around, the sudden sensation of being filled up to the brim by his dick making you throw your head back in surprise, your warm walls welcoming him and instantly gripping around his length. You moaned, hiding your head in the crook of his neck as his hands roamed around your back and butt.

"You take such good care of me…" His low tone sent shivers down your spine. His voice never ceased to turn you on "I couldn't imagine a life without you, love…" He started to calmly move his hips, yours rocking against him unconsciously as the sensation of his cock filling you up and then briefly leaving you caused your head to get fuzzy. He wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly while he kissed your temple, tears still gathering around the corners of his eyes "Please, never give up on me"

You lifted your head up, staring back at his glimmering eyes as the coil underneath your stomach started to build up, the delicious sensation of him dragging along your clamped walls causing you to moan his name as you straightened yourself up, holding his face with your hands.

"I could never, Hwa" Your lips brushed against his, his beautiful moans fanning your skin as you took him all in inside you, slowly dragging your hips against his while feeling his cock twitch in need inside your folds. His thick shaft split you open, the sensation never failing to amuse you, and his head hit your spongy spot with ease "I-I would never leave my king" The stutter in your voice from the sudden halt of pleasure running through your body made Seonghwa's coil get tighter. The way your voice whined his title, as if he was superior than you, as if you should serve him, he could feel his mind spiraling into neediness "W-Would never betray your majesty" Your lips left a soft peck on his, a breathy moan erupting from your throat as you felt two of his slender fingers press against your sensitive bud, rubbing circles and causing the sharp stings of pleasure run through your body again. He could only watch in awe the sinful view before him, your flushed face whining as you grinding yourself against his hand and swallowing his dick with your slick pussy, body covered in goosebumps and sensitivity.

Seonghwa let his mouth travel along the lines of your neck, covering your skin with love bites and marks as he felt his high approaching like a charging truck. His tongue traveled south, directing his kisses towards your chest, feeling as your back arched when he licked a stripe across one of your sensitive nipples. You could only do so much, moaning his name as your hands tried to find balance in his shoulders, fingernails digging red marks across his skin that he would later admire in the mirror.

You could feel the knot on your core threatening to snap at any given moment, and as Hwa’s thrusts started to get sloppier and more hectic, you assumed he was close as well.

“Y-Y/N, I-I’m-” He moaned out, looking back at you with glistening doe eyes, asking for your permission to cum. It never failed to amaze you that the king, the man that had all the power of the world on his hand, always asked you, no, begged for you to cum.

“I-I know love, I’m too” You rested your forehead against his, brushing the hair strands that glued to his forehead during your love session “Cum with me, Hwa” You whispered against his lips, giving him a chaste kiss as you felt a wave of pleasure crash through your body. Your vision painted in white as your legs shook, your whole body going achieving a high end before coming down. Slowly, your breathing evened with his, the feeling of weight settling in while you opened your eyes, and you could not help but smile a bit when you saw Seonghwa again, resting against the headboard, face flushed in red and eyes closed, chest heavily rising up and down. You leaned a bit, nuzzling your nose against his cheek as a way to bring him back from his own high, giggling quietly when he opened his eyes in a startled manner. Your smile, however, took away any and every possible feeling of guilt, sadness or dread he had on his body, his own smile creeping up on his lips before kissing you, the warm fuzzy sensation of your love making his heart thump on his chest. He wouldn’t trade anything in the world for that feeling.

“Thank you…” His hoarse voice was even lower, causing him to clean his throat a bit before continuing “Thank you for… Not giving up on me…” You could sense the hurt in his tone, even if he could feel his heart was happy, you knew the wound would take time to heal, and the scars would be there forever. You held his face again, letting your foreheads yet again rest against each other before kissing him on the same intensity he always did, taking your time and allowing it to be slow and gentle, like him. You briefly stopped the kiss, mumbling quietly against his lips.

“I’ll always be here, dear. I’ll never leave your side”

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230112 • HALAZIA

#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #istg i'm throwing hands with this man #like please body slam me i beg #he's so handsome i'm gonna cry fuck

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Can you please make another sans x reader nswf but this time im not sure how much yk of the fandom but, can you do a Paper jam x reader nsfw?? And make it like

“Nerdy shy Paper jam x dominate jock reader” nswf PLEASE I NEED TO READ THIS BEFORE I DIE 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

babe i think you got it wrong, the san that i wrote about is ateez's san, an idol from a kpop group, not undertale's sans. i write about the group ateez not undertale 😭😭😭😭😭😭

#ateez #hwalloween #hwalloween ask

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got rid of like 80 old posts so the blog finally feels fresh and right

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The masterlist is not working for me it keeps loading the same page :(

hwalloween.tumblr.com/atzmlist try copy and paste this line and see if it works! the links are fine to me but I also keep getting redirected to the home page with the masterlist link

#hwalloween ask #hwalloween #imma try to see what is this #so i can fix it

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I can't find your masterlist😭

here's the link to it baby! i would recomend reading the rules first to understand what's going on tho lol

#hwalloween #hwalloween ask

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are you still in the process of making or are you planning to make that hwa serial killer au? 🫢

I'm in the process of making it! It's going to take a lil while cause I'm like 2k words into it and I'm not even in the smut part but rest assure that serial killer!seonghwa it's going to arrive for all of you with a degradation kink

#hwalloween #hwalloween ask #seonghwa

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I second this

*taps microphone* Yunho is a service dom

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Home | (seonghwa smut)

Pairing: TattooArtistEx!Seonghwa X Ex!Reader

Synopsis: Seonghwa and you broke up over a year ago. If you were over him, why were you knocking at his door?

Genre: smut, angst, fluff

Word Count: 5.8K

Warning: unprotected sex. creampie. oral (both receiving) dachyphilia. facefuck. fingering. masturbation. praise. body worshiping. petnames (love, darling, baby). cum swallowing. marking, biting. swearing. mentions of alcohol. it’s very angsty in the beggining but it gets better towards the middle. hwa and reader have some unsolved problems. reader has some mental health issues

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A/N: i love being a shinestar and having this type of brainrot at 9AM on a monday :D

You shouldn’t be doing this. You shouldn’t be there. You shouldn't even think about the possibility of going there, but there you are, at your ex’s door, waiting for him to open. Your whole body shivers, the cold of the night making your overall mood even worse.

Your break up with Seonghwa was not exactly amicable. There was still some hard feeling left between you two, things that were never discussed or mentioned. Your contact with him was close to none, only exchanging polite hello’s when you saw each other at parties or gatherings. You lost your memories about the time you had finished dialing his number and warning you would be at his house by twenty. You did not remember when or even how your feet had brought you where you were at the moment, only that you were there right now, waiting for him to open the door after you had ringed the bell.

You were staring blankly at your phone screen when the screech of the door opening startled you, eyes shifting fast towards your front as you stared back at the man. He had a towel around his neck, hair slicked back with what appeared to be hair dye on it, the color of his locks now being a platinum blonde. It complements the rest of his appearance, you thought. The tank top he wore made his tattoos visible, the ink covering both of his arms from shoulder all the way to the tip of his fingers. Both of you stared at each other for a few seconds before saying anything.

“Did you want something, Y/N?” He asked, one eyebrow arching in confusion. You did not give an explanation as to why you were there, you just said you were going to appear, and you kept your promise. Your mouth opened, but no sound came out of it, your body resorting to just walking in his house without previous warning, dropping your bag on his couch and sitting right by it. Seonghwa only stared at you, not bothering to question a single thing, closing the door right after and throwing his keys on the coffee table in front of you. He knew something was wrong, he knew you like the back of his hand. You two had dated for five years for god sakes.

“I’m going to shower to take this off” He pointed back at his hair “And then we can talk if you want” You nodded, seeing him disappear on the main corridor as he left. Your eyes darted around his living room, soaking back all of the information. You knew that living room for the past six years of your life, coming here every day after his work-shift ended, crashing on his couch together to watch something and sleeping together right after. You knew the blueprint of his house by heart, yet something looked off about the place. Maybe it was the lack of pictures of you two together, maybe it was the lack of decoration you had gifted him, maybe he had just changed things around.

Or maybe it was the huge box right by the window, top opened and rubbing on you in a very weird way. You had never seen this box in the five years you two dated, so its presence was very eerie to say the least. You tried to distract yourself by looking around and finding other stuff to pay attention to, but your eyes kept coming back again to the opened box. You could just take a peek inside and not tell Hwa, after all, what could be hidden there that was so outrageous? New clothes? New equipment for his tattoo studio? Something for his dog? A gift for a new girlfriend?

A gift for a new girlfriend. Your heart sank when this thought hit you. It could very much be something for a new partner he had found, Seonghwa was always very low profile about his dating life, even when you two dated. His parents found out about you two after two years of dating, by accident, on a new years eve. Not the greatest way to meet your in-laws. Your legs shifted around, wanting to wander closer to the box, but your mind said it was not right. It was his privacy, and he had every right to it, even if it meant you would stay curious about the box’s content forever.

“So” You snapped back to reality after hearing him, head darting towards the direction of his tone. He was in the open kitchen, grabbing something from the fridge as he spoke “May I ask the reasoning behind your unexpected visit? I’m not really used to having guests at…” He looked at his clock, closing the fridge door with his hips as his hands were full with two drink cans “Midnight on a thursday. I’m not complaining, tho” He walked back to the couch, sitting by your side and handing over the beer can, keeping the juice one to himself. You paid attention to how far he was, almost sitting two feet away from you “Did something happen?” He sounded worried.

You looked back at him, biting your lip. The look on his face, the same one he always gave you when you came back exhausted from work, or when you said you had a fall out with your parents, or when you said one of your friends had done something terrible. That sweet, tender look that made you feel cozy, like begin next to a fireplace. You felt your heart thumping again, that was not the time to start having feelings again for your ex.

“I, hum” You scratched the back of your ear, not sure how to start this conversation, nor if he was even gonna be interested in said conversation, You cleared your throat “I just left the house of this dude I was seeing…”

“Oh…” The tender look on his face shifted to a more stoic one, tone sounding disappointed on the matter of the conversation “How… did that go?” He brought the can to his lips, gulping on the juice.

“I caught him sleeping with a girl and a guy, all three together” You saw him choking on the drink, coughing hard as he tried to stop his reaction. He breathed deeply, looking right back at you with an incredulous face “That was not the reaction I was expecting” You wished you could laugh, but the sadness of being cheated on was bigger.

“Pardon my beautiful reaction, definitely not one of my best moments” You chuckled lightly “Fuck that it was with a girl and a dude. He cheated on you?” The emphasis he gave on “cheated” made your stomach churl. He sounded even more worried, if not a little angry “Some random ass guy decided that… he was going to cheat on you?”

“I… guess that happens?” You tried to laugh off, seeing how he did not find it funny at all. You bit your lip nervously again, fingertips tapping on the cold can in your hands. Breathing deeply, your mind was too distracted to notice the tears starting to form at the corners of your eyes, glistening with the dim light of the room and catching Seonghwa’s attention. He brought his thumb to your face, gently wiping away said tears.

“Don’t cry for a man like that. If you can even call him a man” He mumbled, face again filled with worry and seriousness. Yes you two had broken up. Yes you two did not end on the best of terms. Yes he was still worried with you and with your emotional state “He did not deserve you”

“I don’t deserve anyone” Your voice was barely audible, whispering as your mind slowly spiraled down into a field of darkness. Seeing someone you had grown feelings for cheat on you had a terrible effect on your head, even if you did not want to admit it. You were slowly breaking down in front of Hwa, he could see it. You opened your mouth to say something else, but the words got caught on your throat as you felt his hand on yours, holding it tightly

“Don’t you dare to say that” He was stern, almost like he was scolding you “You deserve someone good that treats you right”

“I broke up with the last good person that treated me right for some dumb reason I don’t even remember” You blured out, looking right back at him with hurt in your eyes. He knew you were talking about him. Seonghwa could feel his heart clench at what you said, biting his own lip to swallow down the knot on his throat. He couldn’t remember why you two broke up either, only knowing that it left a bitter taste on his tongue for the past year. His eyes averted yours, looking back at the can in his hand “See? You can’t even look at me properly anymore. I don’t deserve someone good when I treat others the way I do”

You felt the tears gathering in your eyes quickly streaming down your cheeks, head bowing down as you started to sob softly. You were not lying when you said you couldn’t even remember why you had broken up with him, you couldn’t remember anything from the first three months of the break up, only that you cried every single day thinking about him and wanting him back. All that turmoil was coming back, making you try to hide your face between your hands, not wanting him to see you and not wanting to see his reaction at all. You felt his hand leave yours, only to feel it again on your arm as your whole body was pushed against his. His arms wrapped around you, hugging you tightly and holding you close to him.

“Go ahead. Let it all out” He said softly, fingers gently running through your hair as you broke down on his arms, crying uncontrollably as you stained his white tank top with your mascara. You had prepped yourself up today, putting on some makeup, choosing a nice outfit and doing your hair. You felt gorgeous when you walked out of your house, all that to be thrown right out of the window when you saw the guy sleeping with two other people. Hwa thought you looked stunning, but he would never say it out loud, afraid you would find him weird or even obsessed. As you started to calm down, you felt his thumbs rubbing against your cheeks, wiping poorly away the tears and makeup that stained your face. You looked back at him, his big eyes looking over at you with sadness and care "Let's get you ready to rest. You had a horrible day"

The feeling of being back on his bed was weirdly comforting. The soft sheets that never spend more than two days without getting washed, his comfy pillows that smelled just like him, the huge mattress that felt like sleeping on a cloud, it was truly like the best deja vu. Hwa had made you take a nice hot shower, accidentally leaving the box of his dye in the sink before leaving the bathroom so you could have your privacy. You laughed softly seeing everything he had used to carefully dye his hair, how he had a bunch of tissue paper, two pairs of used rubber gloves and a neatly clean bow with a brush, only some reminiscence of the dye being left on it. You showered thoroughly, letting the water hit your skin and warm your cold and tired body, cleaning yourself up and feeling refreshed. Seonghwa lent you some of his clothes, including one of his boxer briefs because according to him "He was going to wash all his dark clothes that week anyway" You chuckled when you said that, thinking it was classic of his mom-like behaviour. His clothes smelled fresh, and his huge fuzzy sweater fitted like a dress on you just like it did on him, the pants being a little too baggy, but still feeling nice and comfortable. Laying now at his bed, you looked around the room, searching for all the little details you could remember, and smiling softly when you noticed Cocoa, his dog, sleeping in his bean bag at one of the corners of the room.

He had kept the room intact. The huge dresser was still in the same place, the mirror covered in stickers was still right by the dresser. His work station was still filled with piles of paper and books, a little adjustable light shining on them, reflecting back on the drawing and lettering he did everyday. A tiny bookshelf could be seen above it, filled with mangas or romance novels he had read at least five times. You kept smiling while looking around, remembering all the countless times you were in that room, whether to sleep or to do something else. Your eyes shifted around his work area, gaze fixing upon one of the papers that were taped onto the wall. A lettering he had made of your name, with his signature letter. You remember when you first saw it, being utterly amazed by his skills and hopelessly in love by the dedication and thought he has put on it. He even gave you a handmade copy on a frame of the lettering as a gift. You could feel your heart thumping again in your chest, the feeling of being in love with Seonghwa resurfacing against your will. You heard the door open, looking back at it and seeing him in his pajamas. The navy blue pooped out on his skin, complementing the newly colored hair and almost making him shine. He lay by your side, whole body turning to your direction just like yours did to his. You two stared at each other for a couple of seconds, just soaking in the feeling of being this close again.

"Feeling better?" His voice sounded tired, and you felt guilty, even if his smile tried to say the contrary. You nodded with your head "Good, good. You're gonna be fine by the morning, don't worry" He assured, pulling the sheets on top of you both "Nothing that a good night of sleep can't help"

He stared right back at you, saying nothing. Even if you wanted to sleep, you couldn't. You were tired, yes, but there was something keeping you awake, you didn't want to go to sleep without saying nothing, and leave in the next morning pretending nothing ever happened. Your heart just couldn't. Your gaze kept fixed on his, looking at every single little detail of his face. His pretty doe eyes that looked a little bit tired, but also worried; His strong sharp eyebrows that furred a bit while looking back at you; His pretty cheek that had a light flush of crimson painted on them, as if he was shy; His wet hair that feel back in his forehead and pillow, hiding a bit of his face but also complementing him; His pouty and pink lips, that stood on a straight line as if he was thinking about something. He was so gorgeous, even when in a vulnerable state like that. It did not make sense to you why you had let him slip through your fingers. Why did you even break up with him in the first place? It wasn't jealousy, he had never shown signs of being romantically close to anyone else but you. It wasn't a lack of interest from either of you, you two were glued to each other and madly in love from day one. Why did you let him go? The only thing that made sense in your life? Your main source of happiness for all of those years? You could feel the tears coming back, mind sliding down yet again on that dark place of your head you hated being in. Hwa cupped your face gently, wiping yet again your tears away because he hated seeing you like this.

You did not know if it was the right decision, but it just felt right at that moment. Your hands grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him back at you as your lips found his in a heartfelt kiss. It was slow, nothing rushed, but intense. His arms hugged you, one of them creeping up in your back and pulling you even further onto him. Kissing your ex should not feel this right, but it did. You could feel all of the emotions on the kiss, all of the unspoken words, the uncovered feeling, everything was on the table right now. Your hands cupped his face, feeling the tears that now feel on his cheeks, your turn to wipe them away. Your mouths didn't leave each other, only coming to a stop when neither one of you could breathe properly. You glued your forehead to his, eyes closed as you took deep breaths, feeling the sensation of being so close to him again. It felt so good. Your eyes meet his eyes, staring at each other for a second before diving back into another intense kiss, squishing into one another as you two tried to get impossibly close. You needed this, you needed him close, holding you and making you feel loved, you needed Seonghwa. His tongue quickly slipped in your mouth, searching for yours as his hands roamed around your back torso and wrapped around your waist tightly. Your hands traveled down his torso, feeling how the buttons of his pajamas threatened to open and expose his skin to your touch, making you start to feel a coil build up underneath your stomach.

As you two broke away again for air, Hwa quickly rolled you onto your back, taking himself with you and getting on top of you, arms on both sides of your face as he cagged you with his body. Your noses touched as both of you took deep sectioned breaths, his eyes closing for a second to soak in all of the information.

"I missed you" Hwa's tone was low, his satoori accent popping out "This year has been a living hell without you by my side" His eyes opened, staring right at your soul. The regret, the sadness, the anger, you could see all of them passing by his dark irises, glistening with a coat of love. Love that he still felt for you "I never thought I could be miserable until you left me"

You wanted to cry again, to say how much you missed him too, but it wasn't enough. You pulled him yet again, kissing him like he was going to slip away from you again, like it was going to be the last time. His lips broke away from yours, kissing down at your jaw and neck as his hands roamed all over your body, feeling you up like it was a fever dream, the best fever dream he could have. His tongue leaped across your skin, teeth sinking in and biting on you in an almost territorial way, feeling as your breath hitched and hands gripped tighter in his shoulders. You wanted to say so much, but everything you could say was his name in a shaky moan, begging for him to take you as you threw your head back and gave him more access. He sucked and kissed sweet spots, leaving your neck covered in purple love bites as he traveled down to your shoulders and treated them the same way. He bit particularly hard in the area where your neck met your shoulder, kissing right after as his way of apologizing for marking you. His hands slid under the sweater, feeling the temperature of your soft skin as he pulled the fabric over your head and tossed to the side. You felt goosebumps as the cold air hit your skin, shivering a bit but soon being dragged away by the feeling of Seonghwa's mouth kissing down a tray between your breast and stomach.

"I never understood how you were insecure about yourself" He mumbled between the kisses, his hands sliding on both sides of your body and holding your waist "How you thought your body wasn't pretty… I never got it. To me you were always the most gorgeous woman I've ever met" He followed back on his trail, kissing up your chest and softly cupping one of your breasts, squeezing gently and earning a moan from you. Hwa could feel his trousers getting tighter by the minute.

"Fuck that dude that cheated on you" he said angrily, kissing around your nipple as his hand played with the other one "Fuck anyone that ever did you wrong, including me. You never deserved it" His tongue leaped across the flesh of your boob, mouth captivating your sensitive bud as he sucked and licked on it, making your back arch. He was always so attentive to your body when you two were intimate, going to the point of neglecting himself only to pleasure you again and again. He was so caring, despite his cold persona. Your fingers grabbed the nape of his neck, softly feeling his hair as you moaned loudly at the sensation of his mouth against your breasts. He released your nipple with a little pop, converting his attention to your other boob, nibbling and sucking in your nipple. There was no one that could fuck like Seonghwa, no one that could make you feel the way he did when you two were in bed, and you had missed that feeling.

He trailed down your body again, kissing you up until he reached your groin area, looking back at you for approval. You nodded desperately, wanting nothing more than his skilled tongue inside of you, eating you out like a five star meal. He chuckled lightly, slender fingers hooking the bar of your pants and underwear, pulling them down and tossing it aside with the sweater. His mouth water just looking at your pussy, wet just with the foreplay. He lightly feels your folds up with his thumb, your hips halting at the sensation. He pressed the pad of said thumb against your clit, slowly rubbing circles and making you moan at the sensitivity, head thrown back and hands gripping the bed sheets. While he slowly worked in your sensitive bud, he licked your folds up, humming at the taste as he gave your pussy open mouth kisses, sucking in it and letting his tongue dive in you. His hands held your thighs open, allowing you to see him eat you out. He never broke eye contact, looking right back at you with a dark lusted gaze, your head feeling light as he took his tongue inside you, curling it up and making you feel stars. He sucked at your clit, feeling how more and more of your wetness covered his mouth and chin, smiling to himself. One of your hands flew to his hair, gripping it and forcing his face even closer to your core, causing him to suck on your folds and thrust you with his tongue again. You could feel the coil underneath your stomach get tighter, your hips halting at the need of riding his face even at that position, your moans getting louder and high-pitch.

"H-Hwa, I-I'm" You couldn't finish your sentence as you felt the coil snap, the sensation of liquid gushing out of you as you climaxed filling up your senses and whiting out your head. Seonghwa stepped back, fingering you while you squirted and made a mess all over the floor, not giving a single shot about it at that moment. The view of you cumming hard because of him only made his dick harder, his other hand gripping on it by reflex. You slowly rode down from your orgasm, Hwa's fingers still buried knuckles deep inside of you, making your walls clamp in pain and pleasure due to the overstimulation. He carefully took them out, shoving them right on his mouth and tasting you, moaning in the process. Your cunt clenched again at the view, your hands creeping down at your folds and rubbing them, the sensitivity causing your hips to halt as you moaned lightly. Seonghwa looked back at you, hooded eyes filled with need and wanting to have more of you. He shifted around, holding your legs up as he prepared himself to take his clothes off and slide inside you.

"W-Wait" Your voice sounded a bit hoarse, hands reaching down to his thighs as he looked at you confused. You bit your lip, cheeks flushing with red "I want to have you in my mouth. Please" The way you pleased made a direct sharp pain down his shaft, cock wanting nothing more than being freed and used. He bit down his lip, head shaking positively.

His fingers unbuttoned his shirt, arms shifting around and taking the piece of clothe right from his body. The view of his sun-kissed torso, toned muscles exposed covered in a thin layer of sweat, tattoos running from his shoulders, across the top of his chest and stopping right by the middle of his ribcage. The colors that adorned the sides of his waist, hugging right back at his hips and losing themselves down his pants. You felt your fingers rubbing against your clit again just at the sight of his body, letting a long deep breath out of relief. He pulled his pants down along with his briefs, briefly moaning at the feeling of finally freeing his dick. His shaft was slightly thick, leaning more toward the long side, his whole cock being bigger than your whole hand open. The red tip was glistening with precum, a single vein popping out and going all the way down to his balls. Seonghwa let his hand wrap around him, pumping a few times for a bit of relief.

You shifted yourself on bed, standing on all fours in front of him, facing his hard on. Your hand wrapped around him lightly, catching on how Hwa's hips halted a bit. You dragged your tongue across his shaft, tasting him up before circling his head with the tip of your wet muscle, licking down onto him again. You kept your eyes fixated on his face, seeing how his eyes closed and eyebrows furred, mouth letting out some of the most gorgeous moans you ever heard. He looked so fucked out, you could feel your cunt almost dripping from how slick you were. Your mouth swallowed him, head sinking down as you breathed through your nose and tried to take as much of him as you could. His hand rested against the back of your head, lazily guiding you as you deep-throated him. His hips slowly started to move, going against the flow of your mouth and deep diving onto your throat as the tip hit the back of it. His grip in your head quickly tight it, holding you still as he started to face fuck you. He moaned lowly, occasionally throwing some swear words and praise, making your mind feel fuzzy and the knot in your stomach came back. Your fingers traveled south again, slowly rubbing your clit and slipping between your folds, thrusting shallowly in your pussy. His thrusts started to get more frantic, his cock tensing up inside your mouth as you hollowed your cheeks and sucked hard on him to help. Drool spilled from both corners of your mouth, the saliva dripping down your chin and onto your chest as he used his mouth as his sex toy, fucking himself onto it. He suddenly shoved all of his cock inside your mouth, head thrown back as you felt strings of his warm load going down your throat, both of you moaning at the same time.

Seonghwa pulled out of your mouth, a thick string of cum mixed with saliva connecting your lips to his dick. You licked all of his shaft, gathering every single drop and swallowing eagerly, while looking back at him with pretty eyes.

"Fuck…" He mumbled, breathing heavily and holding your face, seeing how you swallowed and opened your mouth wide, showing him "Always so good for me, baby" He smiled lightly, making your heart feel warm. You shifted back again, sitting with your legs in front of you.

"Hwa..." You said softly, earning his attention. You spread your legs, showing him your wet cunt and swollen clit, eyes begging for him to help "Please…?"

"Of course, love" His lips connected with yours, bringing you into a heated kiss as his whole body pushed yours against the bed, hands holding your thighs open and exposing your core to him. He threw one of your legs over his shoulder, adjusting his hips with yours. He teased your entrance a bit with his tip, making you whine out of response. He chuckled, aligning himself and slowly pushing inside, both of you moaning loudly at the feeling. He filled you up just right, stuffing your pussy and making you feel so good. Your walls clamped around him, tightly holding his dick and earning a hiss from him.

"Love to fuck you" He put both forearms beside your face, getting closer to you "Always so tight and eager to have me" His lips found the sweet spot on your neck, sucking and biting even more on the hickey he had given you earlier. Your arms wrapped around his back, pulling him closer to your body as your back arched slightly. Seonghwa started to slowly snap his hips back at yours, your bodies moving with the full force as he picked up the pace, pouding on you in no time. He pulled everything out just to snap right back at it, making you feel stars and threw your head back with the sensation. He moaned and groaned in your ear, hands gripping on the pillow beneath you as yours held on his shoulder blades, scratching his skin with red stripes and making him feel fire. He angled his hips just the right way, hitting your g spot and abusing it, cock filling you up and then leaving you empty, clenching so tightly. The coil underneath your stomach quickly grew as you felt your orgasm approaching, your loud moans warning Seonghwa. He pulled his torso up, hands grabbing your waist tightly as he fucked you in just the right way, the view of his whole body tensed fucking you throwing you over the edge. Your legs shook as a wave of pleasure washed over you, your cum spilling from your pussy and wetting his dick and lower torso, your mind getting white and empty as the sensation. As you clenched tightly around his hard-on, Hwa felt as his own coil snapped, hands gripping tightly at your waist as his hips glued to yours, shooting his cum inside of your warm walls, head thrown back and mouth hanging open. You two breathed heavily, bodies slowly calming down and settling in as your orgasms washed over you, a feeling of weight hitting you two. Seonghwa slowly layed on top of you, hiding his head on the crook of your neck, arms wrapping around your torso to hug you tightly. Your breathing normalized, finally allowing you both to open your eyes and look back at each other, tired smiles on your faces. He leaned himself against one of his forearms, looking at you briefly before kissing you softly. You smiled between the kiss, hand cupping his cheek softly.

"I mean it" He said, the same stern voice from earlier. You made a confused face "I mean it when I said I missed you" His eyes were soft, diving onto yours "I really, really missed you this last year"

"I missed you too" You said quietly, voice sounding a bit sad "I still can't wrap my head around the fact I broke up with you… There was literally no rea-"

"There was" He cut you off, cleaning his throat right after "There… was a reason. I think your head just blank to protect you" He gave you a sad smile, avoiding looking back at you.

"What… was the reason then?" He bit down his puffy lip, still avoiding eye contact.

"I… was addicted to alcohol. I didn't think it was an addiction but… you helped me see it was when you said you would never marry an alcoholic jerk that… refused to acknowledge his problem…" He swallowed down, feeling his throat close as the tears gathered on his eyes, making them shinier "You… said that when we talked about you moving in… to here…"

"Hwa… I…" You felt the knot on your throat too, the flashes of said fight sliding back to your mind the more you thought. You did say that, a bit out of frustration, but more because you were worried he was going to die of alcohol poisoning before you could even think about marriage. He used to drink like crazy to handle his job at the studio and his friends who kept pestering him about life stuff "I'm sorry I…"

"Don't say that. You knew I needed help and I didn't want to admit" He slid his fingers against your hair, feeling the soft locks "You were right. And I only noticed when I no longer had you… I've been clean for the past eight months. Couldn't stand looking at a drink without thinking about what you said" He gave you another sad smile, the tears slowly falling down his cheeks "I'm sorry"

You shook your head negatively, pulling him back as your lips connected to his and your arms embraced his body. He let his head rest against your shoulder, hugging you back as your fingers caressed his hair. It just felt right to be in his arms. You let your mind slowly wonder back to the event that led to what just happened, stopping at a specific moment.

"Hwa…"

"Hm?"

"What was that box in the living room?" You looked back at him, seeing as his eyes tried to remember what you were talking about.

"Oh… that box… uh, it has some of your stuff… you left here after everything happened…" His cheeks flushed pink, embarrassed smile adorning his features "I was going to… call you and ask if you wanted them back… I was thinking about using it as an excuse to talk to you" He averted eye contact again, the sheer look of embarrassment on his face making you laugh "This stuff belongs to your home so…"

You arched one eyebrow, gluing your forehead to his in a playful manner, hand cupping his face yet again while smiling softly.

"Home is wherever I'm with you, Seonghwa" You said, gently caressing his face. You could see his eyes lit up, a large smile across his face even if he tried to hide his excitement and happiness of having you back.

“Then welcome back home, darling”

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hwalloween · 1 year

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That porn link got me throbing😍

no cause the way my whole body reacted to that link when I saw it-

#hwalloween #hwalloween ask #i should be ashamed but i'm not #that link was hot af #10/10 would watch again

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hwalloween · 1 year

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To have this with Wooyoung and San 🤭

warning: p*rn link

NOOOO BECAUSE THEY WOULD TOTALLY DO THIS WITH YOU LIKE-

okay listen, wooyoung would be like, so impatient to be inside of you, he would be fumbling out of pure sexual frustration to get out of his clothes, all while San is already out of his and helping you out.

san would be so gentle with you in the first half, holding you close to his chest, hugging your shoulders, caressing your arms, whispering sweet things in your ears, all because he knows that this gets you going and you need to be properly wet to take wooyoung

once wooyoung is inside of you, he starts to thrust very calmly, to get you used to it, while san's hands cup and massage your breasts. once they see you're all ready to go, wooyoung starts to snap his hips back at yours with full force, both of you moaning loudly at the sensation of being into each other. you can start to feel san's hard on in your back as you grip on his forearms for support, head feeling fuzzy from the attention you're getting from both men.

then, when is san's turn to pound on you, he makes sure to grip your hips and ass very tightly, feeling the soft pink flesh as he slides inside of you with no warning. this makes you moan loudly as you're working your hand in wooyoung's cock, taking him full on your mouth and tasting your own cum spread all over his dick. san would then pick up the pace and start to make you choke on wooyoung's cock because of how fast he's going, and woo would take the hair out of your face, only to then push your mouth furder on his dick and make you feel extremely full with both of them and- 🥴🥴🥴

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Selfish | (san smut)

Pairing: RivalBiker!San X RivalBiker!Reader

Synopsis: You hated San, and the feeling was mutual. Or so you thought.

Genre: smut, angsty, a little bit of fluff?

Word Count: 1.7k

Warning: unprotected sex. petnames (baby, love), wall sex. creampie. mentions of unstable household. mentions of illegal races. san is angry but in love. angst with smut basically.

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A/N: another san brainrot. can’t help, this man will be the death of me one day

You hated him. You hated every single cell of his body with an enormous amount of hatred. But why was he the only one that could do you just the right way?

Why did he have to be the one that knew how to move his hips in the right way, hitting your g spot without needing much effort? Why did he have to be the one that knew how much pressure to apply in your throat to make you light headed? Why did San, the man you hated the most in the entire world, have to be the one pouding into you right now?

He had you against his living room wall, holding your whole body in the air as your legs wrapped around his waist, arms hugging his neck and shoulders as his hips clashed back at yours with full force. The sound of skin to skin was sinful along with your loud moans and his dragged out growls, he fucked his hatred for you onto your cunt. The way your head was thrown back, mouth open pleading for more and eyes glued shut, San could feel his dick getting harder, if that was even possible.

You two hated each other so fucking much. You found him loud, annoying and stubborn, and he found you noisy, whiny and bitchy. You two couldn't stand each other. It was rather common to feel the tension between you two whenever you ran into each other at races, one could say you could cut the tension in the air with a butter knife. But neither of you knew where that came from.

Maybe it was jealousy, maybe it was sexual frustration. Every time San saw you at races or gatherings, approaching other bikers and getting touchy with them, laughing at their lame jokes and drinking with them, he couldn't help but get angry at you. And every time you saw San at a race with another girl, holding their waist highly, looking at them with a lovable gaze and smiling roundly at them, you couldn't help but want to punch both in the face. Both of you were too proud to admit the amount of desire that there was between you. San would never let the younger sister of his rival gang's leader get into his heart and consume his mind, and you would never let the older brother of your ex-best friend fill your thoughts and monopolize your feelings. Or so both of you thought.

"If… you hate me… so fucking much..." He grunted in your ears, the sound of his fucked out voice going straight to your core "Why do you always… come back to me?" You could barely think properly to give him an answer, a cried out moan coming out of your lips as he hit a particularly sharp thrust, making you feel like heaven as he abused your sweet spot.

"Answer me, Y/N" His large hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing tight enough to cut enough of your air supply. Your eyes opened, facing back his dark ones as he looked back at you. The image of his fucked out face, skin sweaty and flushed with pink, eyes clouded with need and mouth almost red from sucking and bitting your skin. You could feel your pussy clamping around him from how turned on you were right now “Why me? Why me and not one of your little bitch boys that you love to play around with?” His thrusts were deep enough to make your whole body move against the wall, the pain from the friction mixing with the pleasure waves you got from his dick balls deep in you “If you hate me so much, why do you always come back to me?” His lips came to your ear, tongue darting out and dragging along the entire cartilage, biting down at your lobe. Your mind kept fumbling to form a proper answer, the only sound coming out of you being whiny moans and his name in the middle.

He was right. Why him? Why him when you had a thousand other men kissing your feet and bowing down at your presence? Why did every time your feeling got hurt by your stupid brother or by your mean mother, you ran back to San’s arms? The man you hated the most? Why did you feel the need of having him close when your heart was aching and in need of proper love and care? Why was it San the one in your head, if you truly deeply utterly hated him? You could feel tears starting to form in the corners of your eyes, both from the pleasure of being manhandled the way you liked and from knowing what you always knew, but never wanted to admit.

“Why… why do you play with my heart like that…?” You could feel the hurt on San’s voice, his face buried in your neck as he trailed down a path of dark purple hickeys in your skin, tongue traveling back up as his mouth left wet kisses along your jaw. Your nails digged onto his shoulder blades, gripping his white shirt that was almost tearing up at that point. You grabbed the nape of his neck, pulling lightly as a way to catch his attention. His gaze was now filled with sadness, a bitterness you could taste in your mouth without needing much, a need to say something he was scared of saying. Your fingers gently brushed the hair on the back of his head, looking back at him one more time before your lips searched for his in a desperate kiss.

That was the only thing out of limits you two had agreed on. Kissing. It was never said why, but you two knew. You two knew why the simple act of touching your lips could bring trouble. And that’s why it was so much more than just a kiss at that moment. It was a plea for help, a ask for forgiveness, a declaration of love. You could hear your heart thumping loudly in your chest, tears falling down from your face as you felt San’s hips halt, hands gripping even more in your tights, leaving bruises that would last for days. His tongue searched for yours desperately, only leaving your lips when you two really needed to breathe. His forehead glued to yours, both of your eyes glistening from the tears.

“I could give you so much…” His voice was hoarse, trembling from the knot down his throat. San always tried so hard to not cry in front of you, whether it would be from the anger he felt as you squeezed the arm of one of his friends, or from the sadness deep in his chest of knowing he could never have you “I could give you so much more than those idiots that you date…” You knew. You knew he could, and you wanted as badly as he did.

“I don’t have a lot… My job barely pays me, I make money from illegal races… I live in a downtown deadbeat shitty apartment with no proper water heater and my room doesn’t light up… My motorbike is barely holding itself together… But I promise I can give you the world, Y/N” His words felt sincere, something you never felt coming from him. You never felt honestity when he called you names or cursed you out “I hate your brother for hurting you… Fuck whatever rivalty he has with me, every single damn time you come to cry on my shoulder about something that he said to you… Do you know how much I wanna throw hands at him?” He had grinned teeth, jaw tense from just talking about your brother. They never had the best relationship, especially after the shitshow that their past friendship became and he brought you into the mix. San would never forgive Wooyoung for that.

“Everytime you get hurt… My heart aches so bad… Everytime I see you with another guy, I want to curse myself for being so stupid… For not letting myself have you…” You felt the knot above your groin start to tight up, each thrust from San making you roll your eyes back at your skull. His words mixed with the way his body moved along with yours, your head felt fuzzy with the amount of emotions tripping your head, your senses feeling so overwhelmed but wanting more of him “I am a man. I’m selfish. I want you for me and me only, do you get it…?” His voice was barely above a whisper, throat getting choked up as he tried his best to suppress his raw feeling. He really was stupid, you thought. He was stupid for thinking you would ever judge him for being a human and having emotions “I want you to myself, Y/N” He soft spoke against your mouth, quickly going back to kissing you with passion. His hips were halting, thrusts getting sloppier and more desperate, and your grip on his shoulder was getting tighter, nails ignoring the soft fabric of his shirt and digging right on his skin, leaving red and purple marks all over his muscles.

“S-San… B-Baby-” You moaned in the kiss, the pet name rolling off of your tongue naturally “I-I’m close” You felt San smiling, a brief quiet chuckle coming from him.

“Cum with me, love” He pulled you back to his mouth, the kiss muffling your moans as you both climaxed hard. You could feel your legs shaking, hands strong grip never leaving the velvet flesh of your tights as you both rode out of your orgasm, breathing slowly coming back to normal and foreheads glued to each other. The silence of the apartment felt intimate, safe, it felt like home. San nuzzled his face into your neck, earning a light laugh from you as you hugged tightly his shoulders, hand caressing his soft locks. He pulled his face back, looking back at you properly. You could see him analyzing your face for any sort of regret, guilt or worry, but all you could do was smile back at him.

“What are you so worried about?” Your thumb gently caressed his cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin on yours.

“Nothing… Just… Hard to believe in what… Happened…” He shook his head a bit, leaning into your touch. Your lips searched for his again, pulling him in a heartfelt, slow kiss, allowing both of you to pour your emotions and feelings in that precious, brief moment. You rested your forehead against his, noses practically touching each other.

“You can be selfish, San. I’m always going to be all yours”

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