#abaap right around the corner

[soobrat]

breathless; cs

🖱️⤻ pairing; afab!reader x san 🖱️⤻ word count; 4.2k 🖱️⤻ genre; smut 🖱️⤻ synopsis; movie night is the last thing on your mind when San is squeezing your thigh and reminding you of his naughty words on the walk there 🖱️⤻ warnings; unrealistic anal (pls suspend your disbelief), fingering (anal again), piv, breath play, san is rough during and soft in between, squirting, multiple orgasms, slight overstim, dirty talk, unprotected sex (a staple atp), I think that's all

⌨️⤻ I started writing this a whiiiile ago I’m talking years, so sorry if some things sound weird (like the very beginning). Also Moment by Victoria Monet is a good song to listen to during the smut.

Friends with benefits had to start somewhere, right? For you it started with the smell of rain through your cracked window and your plush comforter tangled around your body. You inhale deeply, soaking in the immense amount of comfort you were feeling. All of that Saturday night bliss was interrupted by a loud knock at your window–

Window?

Your eyes shot open, your torso jerking upward upon seeing the outline of a human being in your window. You gasp loudly before realizing it was San. Scrambling out of bed, you hurriedly slide the window open. That impish smile he always sported stops your incoming lecture.

"Give me attention, Wooyung's angry at me and Seonghwa's boring as always." He doesn't wait for your answer, just kicking his legs forward into your room. He maneuvers behind you and before you could turn he's already wrapping his hoodie-clad body around yours. He locks his arms around you, sighing contently. You can't help but inhale the strong scent of rain and a soft hint of his woody cologne.

"You were that desperate that you climbed up to my second story window?" You turn slightly, peering at his face nuzzled in the crook of your neck. He chuckles, a puff of air hitting your neck and leaving goosebumps.

"Don't call me desperate, it makes me feel pathetic." You can hear his pout in his voice. The same pout that sparks something in you from time to time.

"But you are pathetic Sannie." You mock his obnoxiously cute act. You unlock his arms from around you to take a shower. When you come back he's relaxing on your bed, hood over his head. His eyes are glued to his phone until he realizes you're present. He peers at you, not moving his head an inch.

"Go brush your teeth, nasty." He scrunches up his nose. You rush over and pull his hood over his face. He pulls it away to show his betrayed expression.

"I just did, dickhead." You mutter, trying to do it again but he catches your wrists. You grunt, trying to pull them away but he just catches them again. With your hands in his grasp, he pushes himself up into a kneeling position.

"You're lying, come here lemme smell."

You hurriedly free yourself and grab a pillow to wack him upside his head. You flee the bed before his arms can catch you but it’s no use. He rushes over to you before you could run away and puts you in a headlock. You growl unconvincingly before biting his arm. He yells like he was mortally wounded and you fervently shush him, knowing the footsteps approaching your door was someone on the way to scold you.

The door flies open with your member, Alice, appearing behind it. She looks at the two of you in silent confusion for an uncomfortable amount of time. Her eyes linger on San. "Don't you have a fucking dorm?!" She raises her hand up, gesturing toward him in a desperate search for clarity on the situation.

"Did you get kicked out of KQ my guy? Why are you always here?" San groans loudly, rolling his eyes before letting you go.

"Alice your nagging is causing me serious pain, leave before I have a stroke." He shoos her away but she'd already slammed the door before she could see the gesture.

"Go home before I call Sean Kim you parasite!" She yells mid stair descent. San's eyes linger on the door.

"I can't tell if she's serious- hey!" He sees you trying to escape and runs after you, throwing you over his shoulder.

"Let's go to my dorm before she actually calls the man."

–🖱️▷

Wooyoung was always so comfortable to be around. Hence why your head was on his shoulder and not San's. You look down at your hand as he interlocks his fingers with yours. He was very inviting, but also extremely attractive in a personality sense. He had your heart beating faster with every look, every touch, and man did he touch a lot. He was always nipping the shell of your ear as well, which you had gotten used to for the most part.

Upon your arrival, the boys decided it was an impromptu Saturday movie night. It would happen every Saturday but due to your schedules, it’s more of a once a month type of thing. You were seated in the living room with four out of the eight members surrounding you on the couch. San had disappeared somewhere and you wondered where he was until you felt a presence behind you. You turned to see San towering over you and Wooyoung. He had two blankets over his shoulder. Wooyung looked at him with a neutral expression.

"I thought you guys were angry with each other, so dramatic."

"He is angry! Look at him!" San exclaimed, pointing frantically at Wooyoung. You glance over at the man, who stares back at you with the same normal expression. You look back at San.

"San are you sick?"

"Sick of you guys." He shoves Wooyoung over by his head. Wooyoung exclaims in disbelief, sporting the cutest look of betrayal. "No cuddles from me or ___ today." Wooyoung warns, scowling at San before settling at the opposite end of the couch.

"Me neither." Seonghwa adds as he walks in with chips. San feigns laughter as he settles between you and Wooyoung.

"Separating ___ and I isn't going to make me cuddle you instead." San snaps his head towards Wooyoung who's giving him a knowing look. "I-I didn't- let's just start the movie."

You peek over at Hongjoong, who's still on his phone despite the movie being on. Mingi and Yeosang’s eyes are glued to the screen, though. You smile at the intense focus on their faces and flinch when you feel a hand on your leg.

Usually, Wooyoung would be the one doing so and you were used to it. Wooyoung, however, was on the other side of San. You look up at his face. When he senses your eyes on him, he slowly turns his head to look back. Your eyes linger on each other for a moment. You furrow your brows at him, but his eyes can't seem to stay on yours. He nips at his bottom lip before regaining the courage to look into your eyes again. Even under the dynamic coloring from the television, you could see that his face is significantly redder.

You gasp slightly when he squeezes your thigh. The look in his eyes was nervous yet determined. You scoot closer to him instinctively, and he whispers in your ear.

"I wasn't joking around earlier."

With his lips dangerously close to your ear, your mind immediately reflects back to your late-night walk to his dorm.

San jetted forward, easily leaving you in the dust. You yell after him but fail to catch up. You hunch over, hands resting on your knees as you catch your breath.

"Fine! If you're gonna leave me I'm going back home!" You cross your arms, cranky eyebrows starting to form. You hear his footsteps getting closer behind you and your expression unwittingly melts into a smile. You yelp as he lifts you up and spins you in a circle from behind. His arms fitted with the thick material of his hoodie feel like heaven around you. The light sprinkle of rain does little to drench either of you, just leaving tiny dots of moisture on both your jackets and filling your nostrils with the scent. You turn your head and catch a glimpse of his face, his prolonged journey through the rain dampening the hair sitting on his forehead. Your eyes slowly trail to the few droplets that linger on his lips. You slap at his arm.

"Hey, shhh! We gotta be careful!" You whisper.

"Says the one screaming." He spins you around once more before hugging you tightly against him. You whine in protest, this hug hurting more than anything.

"I can't breathe."

"Don't you like breath play?"

"Stop using my drunk words against me."

He loosens his grip a bit to look into your eyes. "You want me to do that for you? It's been a while since Joo-"

You interrupt him with a loud gasp.

"What did you just say?!"

He moves his lips next to your ear, brushing against it slightly before his breath tickles at your skin. 

"I can push your face into the mattress." You can hear the grin on his face. You immediately push him away, laughing loudly.

"You're so disgusting!" You run away from him toward the building, hearing him cackle behind you.

San jokes like this normally. He made sexual remarks all the time, to you and the rest of his friends. There was never any sexual tension. You stare blankly at him as you recollect how the remarks made your heart race each time. How could you not imagine it when he spells it out for you like that?

He lifts his hand off your leg, leaves the couch, and disappears down the hallway behind you. You watch, but your legs are stuck. If you leave now it'll be too obvious, and you're way too self-conscious. Everyone seems to be immersed in something. Be it snacks, the movie, or their phones. Still, you employ a precautionary measure just in case.

“Guys is that the bathroom by the front door?” Your announcement earns you a barrage of shooshes, even from Hongjoong who’s clearly playing some game on his phone. “That’s a closet. The bathroom is the second door to your left.” He answers distractedly, still glued to his phone. “Down the hallway.” He points, finally lifting his gaze.

You move the blanket from on top of your lap and make your way out of the living room. No curious or suspicious eyes are cast upon you as you leave, making you confident everything went as planned. Hopefully they don’t notice you’ll probably be back after longer than is expected for a bathroom break.

You carefully open the door to the first bedroom, straining your eyes to search for San. You start to turn once you don’t see him when you feel hands on your waist. Your heart immediately kicks up in speed, just his hands on you making your lower abdomen dissolve into a pit of lava. 

“I was waiting for you.” His lips against your ear again has you boiling over and flipping around to face him. He dips his head lower, demolishing whatever was left of that line you’ve been toeing since you met. There’s no ignoring the tension between you as your faces hover ever so close, the threat to change your dynamic forever too inevitable to ignore.

You’ve been practically vibrating since he put his hand on your thigh. You grab his waist before planting a quick experimental kiss on his lips. You don’t even fully pull back before he’s grabbing your face and melding your lips together. The jittery feeling only intensifies as your lips glide against one another. You were unsure despite officially unleashing a hidden desire you’ve had for a long time. The kiss deepens and your small noises grow in desperation until he’s moving the both of you into the bedroom. You push him against the door, closing it in the process. It was a little loud but you’re too busy trying to shove your tongues down each other’s throats to care.

Harsh breaths are shared between the two of you as your hands ravish each other. You gasp in his mouth when he squeezes your ass, feeling your core weep for him. “I can’t take it anymore, San.” You suck in a shaky breath, eyes focused on his lips. His hair still being a little damp from the rain and his lips a little swollen are what you take note of in the blue light of the moon. Then it’s his eyes with desperation to match yours. 

He smirks before throwing you over his shoulder, pulling a surprised giggle from your chest. He tosses you down on the bed, feeling his pants grow tighter as you turn over and raise your ass into the air. He wishes he could have you on your back, watching you splayed out underneath him with those lust filled eyes. Pushing your face into the mattress would do just fine, though. San pulls your underwear and pajama pants over the swell of your ass, tugging it all the way down and almost off until you stop him.

“What if we hear someone coming? We can’t get completely naked.” You whisper frantically. He shushes you, soothingly unlike his members moments earlier. You feel his soft lips start pressing into the skin of your thighs and you shiver. He kisses all the way up to your ass, making his way closer to your asshole and dripping core. “Want you to be comfortable.” He presses a long, wet kiss to your anus and your guard weakens. You let him take your pants off completely as he repeats the kiss.

A long swipe of his tongue catches just the edge of your vagina, focusing on flattening against your other hole. You groan, peeking your head back to watch him. “We have to be quick.” You murmur, barely protesting as he laps between your cheeks. “S-San.” You mewl.

“Hm?” His voice rumbles against your hole before he starts flicking his tongue against it. No one has ever done this for you and you never imagined it could feel like this. 

“F-feels so good.” You whine, your voice suddenly unfamiliar as you spread your cheeks for him. Both your holes flutter, more wetness seeping from your cunt. He presses his tongue against you, the suction-like sound filling the room is filthy. You can feel his saliva building up and dripping to mix with your own slick. “Oh god.” All you can do is whimper as he goes to town on your hole, providing stimulation so new and unfamiliar, yet so intoxicating.

Your pleasure never peaks, just stays consistently potent until suddenly your legs are shaking and your pussy is clenching. You stutter out curses as you dig your fingers into your ass. San overlaps his hands with yours, forcing a harsher spread as he eats you out through your sudden orgasm. “Fuck– San, fuck!” Your hands fall from your body and you grip the covers as he stimulates you just a little too long. He plants two loud and obnoxious kisses on your anus before standing up. You look back just in time to see the thick string of saliva that keeps you linked until it breaks away.

He walks away while pulling his shirt off, sauntering breathlessly to a nearby dresser. You watch his muscular upper body as he sorts through the top drawer and pulls out a tiny bottle. He walks back with a lazy grin, looking breathtaking under the moonlight. He frees his lower body, shuffling off the remaining clothes and kicking them away. He stands rigid, red and angry from the lack of attention. He pours the lube into his palm before rubbing it over the shaft. You watch longingly as he tosses his head back, releasing a low groan as he twists his hand around.

“I don’t think you need that.” The exorbitant amount of natural lubricant on your ass and vagina were starting to get uncomfortable. 

“Mm, I will,” He tosses the lube on the bed before pressing a finger against your anus, “for this hungry hole.” He pushes the finger covered in lube to fuck into you. Your jaw drops open, head falling back against the bed. You thought this would feel like nothing, considering it’s not as sensitive as a pussy, but it’s an entirely different but welcome sensation. Your hole sucks his finger in, proving just how hungry it is.

“You probably never give attention to this hole, huh?” He fucks it in a little faster, testing the waters and watching as you shake your head. “I’m gonna show you how good you could feel. It’s been too long since someone fucked you right.” He twists his finger, pushing in to his second knuckle and humming at your surprised noises. “Let’s make up for lost time.” He coos before thrusting his finger into you at high speeds, your legs shutting doing nothing to dull the staggering pleasure he’s brought upon you. 

Your back repeatedly curls and uncurls until San uses his other hand to hold you still. Tender kisses on your thighs momentarily ground you but you can feel a fierce fire building. The sudden emptiness you feel has you sitting up. San pushes your upper half back onto the bed before admiring the way your hole gapes a little wider. He digs his fingers into the meaty flesh of your ass before spreading it again, watching your hole beg to be filled. He growls, giving you one last squeeze before hitting you with a barrage of spanks. High pitched whimpers fly from your mouth as you flinch from each slap. “Give it to me,” You cry, sending a finger down to circle your clit. “please.”

He smacks your ass one last time. “Yeah? Want me to fill your greedy ass?” He grabs your hair, lifting you from the bed, groaning salaciously at your eager nods. He pushes your head into the mattress and lines himself up to push inside your asshole at the same time. Your harsh gasp is muffled by the bed, followed by all your bewildered noises as he fucks your hole open. 

Yet another foreign sensation confuses your frazzled senses as you desperately try to get over the initial shock. Once you do it’s like you hear angels singing. You’re reminded of just how much you love the sensation of being deprived of air. The way it clouds your brain and makes you feel like you’re floating. All with a slight burning discomfort that only makes it sweeter.

Your finger twitches against your clit, a touch overwhelmed by all the different sensations being thrown your way. Your ears start to ring, blocking out how sexy San sounds praising you as his voice trembles. His cock had bottomed out by now and you can feel him so deep inside you. Just the thought of his tip buried where no one’s ever been has you quickening your finger. 

Your heart starts to slow and your limbs start to go numb so you let out a warning noise and San holds you up immediately. Your fingers squish against your saturated fold as your eyes roll back. You’re officially on cloud nine as violent waves of pleasure roll through your entire body, leaving you a quivering mess as you cum harder than you thought possible. You don’t realize what position you're in until you come down and feel San’s chest against your back. His body flush against you, still buried to the hilt. “You good?” He whispers, embracing you softly while you surface again. You hum and nod, still unable to speak after the mind blowing orgasm. You chuckle lightly, realizing you’re gonna be filling your ass a lot more after this.

“Good.” San holds you steady as he pulls out of you, making you both groan. He flips you onto your back and smooths his hands up your stomach. He kisses your belly button and moves down to the sensitive space right above your crotch, peppering kisses there until you dissolve into a fit of giggles. “Want me to do it again?” He laughs when you nod eagerly. “Never thought I would like butt stuff.”

“No, I’m filling your pretty pussy this time.” The way he says such vulgar things in such a lovely way is astonishing. “I mean breath play. Are you ready to go again?”

“Uh-huh.” You give him a small smile, feeling excited again. Your excitement spikes when he tugs you closer by your legs. He leans closer and captures your lips, brushing his member against your swollen mound in the process. A mewl is transferred from your mouth to his and you can feel him start to shift. His noises get deeper, growling against you. His hands ravage you rougher as well and it stokes the fire in your belly. 

“You should’ve told me you wanted this so bad.” He nudges your nose with his own and you feel his velvety tip brush your clit. You flinch, it’s still sensitive from the last time you came. “Poor thing is cock starved.” He coos mockingly. Your bite back is lost as he slams inside, leaving you seeing stars with your mouth agape. When your vision clears you see his sinister smile as he reaches for a pillow. “I’ll fuck you until all you can think about is my dick.” He breathes before covering your face with the pillow. Hard, punishing pounding is what follows as you’re submerged in darkness. Your pelvises knock together with deafening slaps joined with the creamy sounds of your cunt.

With your breathing obstructed all your other senses are heightened. His skin is so soft where you’re joined together, and through the sea of your arousal you can just make out the smooth, delicate skin of his shaft moving along your walls. His tip parts you open, starting the process to reopen your pussy for fucking. Just the thought of spending hours with San, restoring your hole to how it once was and then some. San is much thicker than the man previous and you can feel your rim struggling to compensate. 

San pushes your shirt over your breasts to watch them bounce with each smack of his hips. He presses his hand further into the pillow, smothering you just as much as you needed to get you there. Time seemingly slows, San’s voice echoes out and your brain is filled with a thick fog. You tap his hand three times and he stops. He pulls the pillow away, letting you suck in a good amount of air and making sure you’re alright. The minute he sees your feature twisted in euphoria he places the pillow back over your face. He presses down again until your hips are twitching and you feel a tight pressure in your stomach. You choke out a thick whimper as you clamp your legs around San’s hips. The high squeal you let out is fully unintentional. Your stomach is on fire, searing you endlessly as your vagina feels like it’s erupting. San makes a noise in shock, letting go of the pillow and gripping the bed on either side of you. You shove the pillow off your face, thinking you’ve just pissed yourself and gape at the sight.

Your pussy is engorged, squirting all over San’s lower half. Your tummy tightens as you watch San fuck through the pressure and resist being pushed out. You throw your head back, back arching as you’re pushed far past the edge. San rests his palm on your lower abdomen before pushing in, prolonging your explosive orgasm. No noises breach past your throat, just remain trapped as he continues thrusting. “San! I can’t take it-” You squeeze. He finally pulls out, leaving your body to convulse as he bites his lip. He watches you with heavy lids, stroking your juices over his cock.  “Taking me so well.” He praises darkly before slapping his tip against your mound.

He leans back over you, grabbing your hands and stretching your arms above your head. “I’m gonna make a mess of that cunt of yours.” He smirks and breathes a laugh before thrusting back in. He pushes in so easily he bottoms out immediately. He maintains his depth and thrusts shallowly, letting his balls slap against your spent asshole. “Wanna see you while I cum inside.” San drops his hips and plants a deep kiss on your lips. 

With a steady rhythm he moves like water, swinging his hips and arching his back before thrusting back deep inside you. Your eyes trail down his features, finally able to take in just how beautiful he looks while you’re curled around him. The slight shine to his eyes as each drag of his cock brings him closer to cumming. The way his firm expression cracks more and more. If your hands were free you’d trace every curve and mark of his face. His rhythm wavers, his brows drawn together tightly as he examines your face just as you’re doing to him. Finally, he succumbs to the pleasure, letting go of your hand and fisting the covers as he gets painfully close.

You reach up and grab his face and pull him closer until your foreheads are touching. The squeeze of your belly surprises you, you’re gonna cum again. His hips shudder, the heat in his crotch getting hotter with each second. He raises his brows, mouth parting as he feels his cum being pumped from his cock. He lets out an unexpectedly loud noise as he drops his hips one more time. He pushes his hips forward until you’re being lifted off the bed. You shoot your hand down frantically, circling your clit until your cunt starts spasming around his cock. 

He wraps his arms around your torso and pulls you close, staying buried inside you as he spurts rivulets of cum inside you. Small kisses are littered along your collarbone and shoulder until he fully collapses, resting his head on your shoulder.

All your concerns about cleaning up and not getting caught fade away as exhaustion takes a hold of you. With San’s arms tightly wrapped around you, you feel safe and secure. Four orgasms later, you’re utterly spent. Plus, all that matter right now is the man on top of you.