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kinktober — day 7 | overstimulation

fever • [choi san]

my body is burning up because of you

pairing: choi san x fem!reader genre: smut, side hoe!au, cheating!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which san blows off some steam with you, his side chick, but he feels too god for you to care word count: 770 warnings: overstimulation, fingering, reader is san’s partners best friend, a lil degradation

i literally forgot to schedule this one, i’m so sorry :((

A loud moan escaped your lips, as you dug your nails into San’s biceps, hips bucking against his hand in pleasure.

You whined out his name, two of his fingers inside of you for what felt like an hour as he slowly worked you closer to your release. You wanted to come so badly but every time he felt you clenching around his digits, he slowed down the pace before ramming back into you like there was no tomorrow.

As soon as he came home after practice, he picked you up and carried you to the living room, the frustration almost dripping off him as he nuzzled his head into the nape of your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your skin.

He had called you before, like he always does when he needed to release built up tension and his partner, your best friend didn't feel like it.

You played with his hair, gently stroking the back of his head, and asked him what was wrong. Not giving an answer, San locked his lips with yours, an upset sigh escaping him as he wordlessly fiddled with the strings of your sweatpants.

Ridding yourself of the piece of clothing, you opened your legs, San’s finger already finding its way between your folds where it lingered for a few seconds before he pushed it inside.

You moaned at the feeling, his long digit reaching places you never knew existed because you could never touch them yourself. A sly smile curled on his lips when relaxation hit him, his chest now moving slower as his angry breathing calmed down.

He pounded his finger into you, occasionally removing it completely to hear you begging him to continue. San loved the effect he had on you, the way he just had to raise his eyebrows for you to get up and undress for him.

You on the other hand loved the way he curled his fingers inside your cunt, stretching your walls out even more when he added a second finger.

»Imagine what BF/N would say if they saw you like this«, he purred and kissed your lips again. »You with my fingers inside your pretty pussy, moaning my name while they think I’m still at practice.«

You sighed with a grin on your lips, not even caring about what your best friend would say. San fucked you too good for you to care and they didn’t worship him nearly as much as you did.

Obviously, you only were there for his fun, still, with his hands between your legs and his lips all over your neck you felt like something special.

»You sound so pretty when you moan my name like this«, he whispered.

Arching your back off the bed, you rolled your hips against his hand, desperately chasing your high as he continued with his slow pace, the burning sensation making your walls tingle.

»I’m getting sensitive, Sannie«, you breathed, eyes screwed shut and face twisting in pleasure when he raised your hips to hit you at a better angle. He touched your sweet spot so easily, repeatedly stroking it and pushing you closer to the edge.

The line between you climaxing and reaching the point of overstimulation was a damn thin one and San made you walk it in stiletto high heels, yet he managed to make you suffer in bliss a little longer before finally adding his thumb to your clit, drawing circles on it and sending you over the edge, your thighs trembling at the sudden wave crashing over you.

A loud moan of his name escaped you and you bit your lip to prevent a swear word from following, San’s fingers still moving inside you to help you ride out your orgasm.

Your whole body twitched and jerked forward, clit going numb at his pace and the soft burning of overstimulation.

»San~«, you whined as he chuckled at your vain attempt to push away his hand. Pathetically failing at it, you grabbed his wrist and bit the back of your other hand, the sensation between your legs making you fall in a daze.

»C’mon slut, you know you like it«, he huffed and placed a soft kiss to your forehead, a huge contrast to his restless actions inside your pussy. »You take my fingers so well.«

You mumbled incomprehensible praises at the way his hand felt, the words spluttering out of your mouth without any sense, before he harshly pulled out of you, the empty feeling making your press your legs together to keep the cold air from hitting your soaking wet cunt.

»Let’s get you cleaned up, the members will come home soon.«

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my brain kinda is in standby-mode this week, i sincerely apologize san anon ㅠㅠ

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@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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