Ꮺ san

@san [] oopsies hehe

fingers tightening around your arm, he lets himself be led to your room with a small smile. a little puff of air leaving him at the impact his back hitting the door. his eyes sparkle with excitement as he locks his lips with yours. he can't help but beam into the kiss, enjoying your affection and attention on him. practically feeding of of it.
hmm, someone's excited.
he mumbles between kisses, despite his own words- he finds his own body almost magnetized to yours, craving your touch at other places than just his lips.

@san the lack of movement at first makes him tense, he's not sure what you're doing, but he can feel your eyes on him. it's not like you haven't seen this before, but something about this is different. he's about to peek over his shoulder just as you turn away and start to scrub his back. your lips brush over his tattoo and he softly shivers at the kisses you leave behind, and he turns his head to face you when you're flush to his back, rubbing the sponge over his stomach.
Sannie-
he gently pecks your cheek, then your lips.
You're being so sweet...

@wooyoung /once you turn with your back at him, he takes the chance to admire your beautiful figure from behind, the curves and defined muscles of your back and biceps, the roundness and fullness of your asscheeks. he has to remind himself once again about the purpose of the shower and eventually forces his gaze away, finding the shower gel and a new sponge. when there are enough soapy bubbles, he begins to gently and slowly scrub your back, stepping closer to you so his lips can ghost over the tattoo on your upper back, bellow the base of your neck. he drags his brims over each letter, pressing feathery kisses around the area. when your back is covered in soap lather, his chest presses flush to you, the sponge now directed to your tummy to continue washing you./

@seonghwa [] me thinking hwa had a room ashdjfkgl

/slender fingers hold firmly on your wrist as he leads you to his room for some privacy. once they both step inside and the door closes, it takes san only a matter of few seconds to have you pinned to the same door, his fingers sliding over your palm to lace with your own for a less aggressive but rather romantic gesture. he nudges his nose with yours, his head tilting slightly for his brims to encase your pillowy pair, kissing you tenderly. he wants to start with sweet affections, warm you up and get you ready for what's to come./

@san Yes, yes, I know the saying. That's why I still prefer to overstim people.
he smiles innocently, moving along with the pull so he doesn't slip. he in a breath, followed by a low groan, when you take his lip between your teeth just to play with it, fingers curling into your biceps. your warm hands all over his back already has him relaxing and leaning even more into you, and your instruction has his eyes opening. he chases your lips for one more peck, then he nods and does as you say, turning around and stepping back into the stream of water as he rolls his shoulders to stretch

@wooyoung hate being edged but loves edging others, hm? quite unfair, babe. dont you know the saying "dont do unto others what you dont want done unto you?"
/he steps to the far right side of the shower, under the shower head, shielded from the stream of water above and making space for you to join him. once you do, his hands reach for your hips, gripping firmly and bringing you closer into his arms, chest to chest. welcomes your lips and responds eagerly to the kiss, catching your lower brim between his pearly whites to and nip on while his hands explore freely, running his warm palms up and down your bare, smooth back, feeling up the muscles./ mm turn around, i'll scrub your back. /whispers against your rosy pair after breaking the kiss, trying not to get too lost in the moment and forget about showering./

@san hair dye took so long you got your room so i'll move it here //

It is! But you love it, deep... deep down.
he's so whipped he can barely hear what you say while he drinks up the sight of you in front of him. how lucky was he? maybe not so much, because he finally processes what you say, and he grumbles.
I hate being edged.
he crossed his arms after kicking his bottoms and socks off right before you grab all their clothes and fold them neatly. he gets up and follows your gesture for him to join you, and as soon as the water hits him, he tips his head back for a second only to lean back forward and kiss you