not your baby.

careful.

wooyoung + seonghwa + san
request: woosanhwa with lots of aftercare <3

san, normally quite anxious by the few thunderstorms that came and went, didn't even notice the deep rumbling and flashing from outside his window with his current predicament. not that he was complaining about how he was currently being used from both ends. in fact, he was rather enjoying it.

"fuck! m'close... gonna take it, right little kitty? gonna take every drop of me and your hyung's cum, huh?" wooyoung growled almost viciously from behind him, taking the small vocalist's ear between his lips, and biting down hard.

san wailed around the heavy cock stuffed in his mouth, hips bucking back cutely against the younger's dick, and wooyoung chuckles at his sensitivity. the oldest member easily shuts him up by shoving his hips forward, efficiently lodging san's throat with his stiff cock. one of seonghwa's hands was holding san's head up by his hair, the second hand reached down to pinch the man's nose closed, leaving poor san with a very limited air supply. wooyoung's hands worked in different ways, pinning san's cuffed wrists down to his lower back, and occasionally slamming one of his palms down onto one of his pink and raw ass cheeks.

with his sudden lack of oxygen, san doesn't have much choice other than to fall completely at his lovers' mercy. seonghwa was not particularly gentle with him, hips erratic and unsteady, fucking his throat hard enough it started to hurt his brain. similarly, wooyoung's own thrusts became oddly animalistic, though he was still able to brush san's prostate nearly every thrust. and just as sannie's vision started to darken from the lack of air, seonghwa let go of his nose, and promptly spilled down his throat, slapping san across the face as he growled out a hurried "swallow".

it always burned a bit going down his throat, but san was a good boy and never wasted a drop, if he could help it. as soon as the vocalist swallowed down seonghwa's seed, he sucked down a much needed gulp of oxygen, before his head was shoved against the firm matress, hard enough to make his vision spin for a moment, and then wooyoung pushed deep into him.

he was barely able to enjoy the feeling of wooyoung stuffing his guts with his load, before he was pulled off the younger's cock and immediately manhandled by his hyung. the oldest lifted san's trembling hips high off the bed, three sharp slaps delivered to his supple ass, making the vocalist sob loudly, before seonghwa shoved four fingers into his fluttering hole, and started fucking his long fingers at a quick pace, the smaller man's soft pink hair bouncing with each thrust. "come on, kitten.. cum again for your hyung." the oldest ordered, voice husky and demanding.

wooyoung loved when seonghwa got like this, frighteningly dominant, and painfully rough. and he knew san was loving it too.

the broken, pitchy, squeaks from their endearing little lover told them just how close san was to cumming. and it certainly wasn't his first release of the day, they were honestly both surprised their little one was able to make it through so many rounds. wooyoung reached over to pump his fist along san's drooling dick, wrist twisting with practiced ease, as his tongue and teeth wondered the bruised plane of san's chest. finally, seonghwa pressed his thumb against the man's rim, but he wasn't able to wiggle his whole fist inside before san came with a startled cry.

wooyoung continued lazily stroking san's flaccid cock, until the oversensitivity made the poor boy flail helplessly, accidentally kicking seonghwa in the process, making the oldest yelp, but wooyoung managed to squeeze out the last rope of cum from san's utterly spent body. once san finally relaxed his muscles, seonghwa carefully slipped his fingers out of san's slippery hole. fingering made seonghwa's hands cramp up, but it always made sannie cum insanely fast.

there was silence for a few minutes, the group slowly catching their breath from the intense session. "hh.. hwa hyung!" the shaking boy barely managed to gasp out, cuffed hands reaching out to cling to the older vocalist's bicep. "i'm here. right here with you, sannie." hwa cooes softly, "can hyung touch you?" seonghwa asks politely. he knows just how sensitive san can be after a rough fuck, his mind stuck in an extra needy headspace. the boy just nods, so seonghwa reaches down to remove the cuffs and gently soothe his sore wrists. "can you talk right now, baby?" wooyoung whispers affectionately from his other side, slowly stroking san's matted pink hair. it takes san a bit longer to answer this, his mouth opens a few times, as if ready to say something, but in the end he just shakes his head. "it's alright, baby kitty." seonghwa smiles kindly, thumbs stroking san's tearstained cheeks. today's aftercare would take a little longer, but hwa was happy to do so for his loved ones. "are you hurting anywhere?" the oldest asks next, and san slowly points to his head with a cute pout. "a headache?" seonghwa clarifies, pulling the smaller man closer to press a soft kiss to the top of his scalp, and another one on his pretty lips, then he slipped off the matress, only for san to grab tight onto his wrist, tugging him back desperately. seonghwa often forgot how strong san really was, too often tricked by his adorably tiny figure. "i'm just getting you some painkillers, san-ah~" seonghwa informed the younger, petting his fluffy hair. but the vocalist just whined stubbornly, shaking his head and refusing to let the oldest member go. "okay, okay. i'm here, you big baby." seonghwa sighed endearingly, and wooyoung swiftly pushed himself off the matress. "don't worry, hyung. i'll get him some. why don't you start a bath for him?" the youngest suggests, and seonghwa complies easily, scooping san up into his strong arms. the oldest smiled at how easy the younger was to lift, he always had been. yunho and jongho practically made it a hobby to see how many times they could carry san around like he was weightless in a day.

after filling their largest tub with warm, bubbly water, seonghwa set his exhausted lover inside, quickly joining him as well. it wasn't long before wooyoung turned up in the room as well, helping san tip his head back and swallow the painkiller he'd brought from hongjoong's room, before joining the two in the warm tub soon after.

san soon ended up in wooyoung's lap, his head tucked against the younger's chest, eyes slipped shut, and fingers intertwined with the younger's. san always wanted to hold hands, no matter what was going on, and all of the members found it to be the most endearing thing. seonghwa slowly massaged strawberry scented shampoo into his hair. the poor baby was too tired to keep his head up, but wooyoung was more than happy to get more cuddles from his sleepy partner.

the boy had tightened up with a sensitive whine when hwa had finally reached down to clean out his little furled entrance, but they managed to calm him down with tiny praises and soft touches. when san was finally clean, the three stayed in the soothing warm tub to soak until their fingers started to wrinkle, and then wooyoung scooped a barely concious, very wet, pink haired kitten out of the bath and into a towel seonghwa had held open.

sannie leaned against his oldest hyung, mouth slack, and swaddled up in their fluffiest blue towel, as wooyoung helped him to brush his teeth and moisturize his face. then they slipped him into a pair of boxers and one of mingi's loose t-shirts, and by then, the endearing boy had mostly recharged. he'd sat up on his own when wooyoung fed him some chopped fruit that had been left in the kitchen, and sucked down about half a bottle of water.

"are you with us, little kitty?" seonghwa murmured when he pressed a kiss against the adorable freckles on san's neck, combing through his pink hair with his fingers. the boy nodded, but didn't make any move to respond verbally until all three of them had settled under the warm covers of the bed, then he leaned over to kiss wooyoung, who sneakily slipped his tongue between their lips, making san giggle before turning to do the same with seonghwa, who was more gentle with his kitten, then he clung to each of their hands and whispered "i love you" so softly it felt as if it were a precious secret that shouldnt ever be shared with anyone outside of their little world. though everyone knew how little of secret it was when sannie had such a genuine, open heart.

"we love you too, san-ah." his members had whispered in response, each wrapping an arm over san's little waist.