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cas-skz · 2 years ago

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Behind Closed Doors: Skeleton Key part 3

Choi San x (fem)Reader feat Jung Wooyoung

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Skeleton Key Part: 1 2

Series Summary: You and your Boss, San, have a rather interesting relationship. After a year of you being his favourite Hostess at a local club, he becomes your senior at your office, and now your boyfriend. Your relationship is going smoothly, that is until an old love reemerges into your life. You'll now need to balance work, your new love and your old love.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings/Tags: 18+, MDNI, Established Relationship, Unprotected Sex, Language.

Written by: @littleforeignaffairs

The work week went smoother than you expected. By Thursday afternoon you feel comfortable with having Wooyoung in the office. The tension seems to have lifted. Wooyoung spends less time focusing on you, and more time on the project he’s working on with San.

You walk into San’s office, carrying a late lunch for the three of you. The men are seated at the couch, papers scattered around. You tune out their voices, opening the meals before handing them off. San first. He offers you a thankful smile, returning his gaze back to papers. You then grab Wooyoung’s meal.

You sigh softly to yourself, noticing an error with his food. I’m pretty sure I said so cucumbers. Unconsciously, you begin removing the cucumbers before setting it in front of Wooyoung. He doesn’t look up from his work, but San had.

“How did you know that”

You freeze, mid squat. You furrow your brows in confusion, slowly seating yourself at the end of the couch.

“Know what?”

“Wooyoung hates cucumbers”

You look over to Woo, who’s full attention is on you now. You aimlessly stab the cucumbers you placed into your dish.

“He told me” You retort quickly, shoving some of the cucumbers into your mouth “He let me know after I ordered”

Wooyoung turns his attention to his food, avoiding your eyes and San’s. He plays with a piece of chicken before glancing up to San, who is staring him down. San leans forward, leaning his elbows on his knees. He drops his food on the table, causing it to spill out of the dish. You look between San and Wooyoung. The tension radiates off of San. You can see that he is skeptical, but you also wonder if you’re just being paranoid about the situation.

You take a piece of your sushi, placing it on the side of San’s plate. The three of you sit in silence still. The tension, beginning to feel just plain awkward. Wooyoung stands, excusing himself for a moment. You wish you thought of doing that first. You slide closer to San on the couch, placing a hand on his thigh.

“What's wrong? Why are you acting so strange?”

“Why are you?”

You pull your hand back, flinching at San’s words. They were sharp. You know now that you're not just being paranoid.

“Ever since Wooyoung started working with us, you-“ San pauses a minute before looking at you

“Both of you, actually, are acting really fucking weird”

You can’t help but feel like you’ve done something wrong. That San was scolding you. In a way, you did. Wooyoung did kiss you first, but you didn’t stop him right away. You look down at your hands in your lap, playing with your finger nails. The moment isn’t bad enough, Wooyoung’s timing is impeccable. He walks back into the office, sweets in hand.

You stand as he passes by, cleaning up the dishes and left overs from your partially eaten lunches. “I’ll get back to work” You murmur softly.

You rush to your desk before either man can say anything to you. You hang your head, leaning on your desk. A heavy puff of air leaves your lungs. That’s when you notice the brightly coloured package leaning against your monitor. The plastic crinkles as you pick it up. Chocolate covered peanuts.

You look up slowly, looking to Wooyoung. He’s focused on eating, but nodding along to whatever San is saying. He glances towards you, but you sit quickly, to avoid being seen by him. You stare at the candy in front of you. It's the same brand he would always buy for you whenever you were upset. You tear the package open slowly, pouring a few candies in your hand.

The candies roll in the palm of your hand. A sickly sweet smell travels up your nose when you bring a candy to your lips. You sigh, feeling guilty. You know San isn't stupid. You know he's fully aware that there is some sort of connection between you and Wooyoung. It's only a matter of time before he figures it out. Or Wooyoung tells him

* * *

The drive home feels uncomfortable, for you at least. San has been quiet since you got in. His eyes remain on the road, regardless of how many times you try to sneak a look at him. You purse your lips a little, giving in and staring out the window. The city feels so busy. Lights everywhere you look, and cars backed up from that after work traffic.

You sigh heavily, leaning your head on the window. The warmth of San's hand slips into yours. You look down at your hands together, then up to his face. A small smile pulls your lips, seeing him looking at you. Your chest tightens, though a feeling of relief swells.

“It’s been really stressful lately” San starts. His lips pout, turning his attention back to the road. You give his hand a gentle squeeze. “Having Woo around just brings me back to University too”

A sour taste coats your mouth. You swallow hard, your face becoming sullen. San opens his mouth to continue speaking, but instead, he chuckles a puff of air and shakes his head. You squeeze his hand again, slipping your fingers through his.

San silences again the rest of the drive to your home. You keep your hand in his, pulling it into your lap. Your free hand rests on top, running your thumb over his skin.

You both sit in the car in silence in front of your place. San pulls your hands in his lap now, fiddling with your fingers.

“San?” You murmur

“You know I see how he looks at you” Sans blurted words surprise you.

Despite knowing things have been a little awkward lately between you and each man, you didn’t expect him to come clean so easily.

You take one of your hands from his, placing it on his cheek. You scoot your body closer to him, turning his face to look at you. His eyes fill with sadness, concern. You scan over his face, your thumb gliding over the beauty marks on his cheek.

“But I don’t look at him. Definitely not how I look at you”

His cheeks flush pink as he forces a small laugh

“I know, I just… remember how he was”

If only you knew.

You touch your lips to San’s cheek, kissing his dimple softly. San rests his head on yours, his lips now pulled into a genuine smile.

“Come inside?”

With the new project with Wooyoung, San’s new position, your second job, everything has been hectic. Stressful, just like San said. Most nights you went to your own homes after work. San pulls back a little, looking at the clock on his dash.

“Right now?”

You roll your eyes, opening the car door

“No, Papi” Your voice dripping with sarcasm

You pause a moment, pressing your lips together. Your eyes cast down over San’s body. You smile slightly, stepping out of the car. You lean over, looking at him through the doorway.

“Cum inside” You say again, this time, quieter. Teasing. You smirk at him, running your tongue over your teeth before shutting the car door.

You turn, walking quickly to your front door. San is quick to follow. It didn’t take long before you heard the fumbling of his keys and car door behind you. You glance over your shoulder, seeing him hot on your trail. You squeal a laugh, unlocking your door as fast as you can.

San's body collides into yours, pushing you up against the wall inside your apartment. His hands grip your hips firmly, keeping you still. You watch his face slowly change from playful to lust. His hooded eyes take in your body. You place a hand on each pec before bringing them closer together to the center. You grab hold his tie, pulling his chest into you.

“Papi”

Your words are barely a whisper, lips close to San’s he can feel your breath. One hand slides down San’s body. Over his stomach. Over his belt, landing on his crotch. You run your hand over him, cocking a brow. You give him a gentle squeeze

“I’m waiting..”

San cups your face with both hands. You expect to be ravished, but his lips are tender. San is not eager, but he kisses you deeply. Your hands land at his waist, curling in the belt loops of his pants. San breathes in sharply through his nose, pulling you closer to him. His hands fall onto your behind, lifting you up onto his body. Your hands move up onto San’s neck, legs now wrapping around his waist, locking at your ankles.

The heat in your core grows, filling your body. San carries you to your bedroom, one of his hands slipping underneath the back of your blouse. His fingers squeeze at the hooks of your bra, unclasping it with ease. As he sets you down on the bed, you keep your legs tight around his waist, pulling him down on top of you. A gentle moan leaves his lips when his growing erection pushes into you.

Your stomach knots with his sounds. You push your hands between your bodies, pulling at San’s belt. He lifts up his hips, his own hands sliding your skirt up higher on your hips and your panties down. You slip San’s pants down just enough for his erection to pop out. San rests his forehead onto yours, licking his lips with anticipation. He props himself up with one arm, the other locking his elbow with your knee.

San touches the tip of his head against your opening. Your walls clench eagerly, waiting to be filled. A quiet whimper passes your lips

“San. Please” Your words are hushed. Breathless.

San slings your leg over his shoulder, pushing his cock inside you. You arch your back, body stretching out under San’s. Your walls tighten around his length, rendering an elongated groan deep within his chest.

“Fuck” San growls. He pulls his body up higher on the bed, lifting your hips up off the mattress. His hips roll slowly at first, making sure his thrusts are full strides.

It’s been a while since you and San have been able to have any form of sexual activity. His cock throbs with each thrust, filling you, stretching you. You wrap your leg over San’s waist, rocking your hips with his movements. The added leverage pushes San deeper inside you. You can already feel the wetness dripping down your skin.

You grab San’s face, kissing him hungrily. His lips work with yours matching your passion. San searches for your hands. He grips them tightly, fingers laced through yours. San pushes your hands down onto the bed, landing on either side of your head.

He breaks the kiss, making eye contact with you instead. His eyes are heavy, lips parted with loud breaths passing through them. Your eyes scan rapidly over San's face. He always looks attractive in your eyes, but there's something about how vulnerable he looks to you right now on top of you.

San's skin glistens with a light layer of sweat. His eyes are dark, yet soft and they only focus on you. You squeeze his hands, raising your head up to reach his lips. San, instead, nudges your head to the side, burying his face in your neck.

You moan softly as San sucks at your skin. The sensation sends a shiver through your body, making you clench around San. The additional tightness thickens San inside you. A sudden animalistic grunt comes from San. He quickens his thrusts, his movements becoming sloppy.

You sigh a high pitched moan, San hitting your soft spot. Your leg shakes on top of San's shoulder, the pleasure rising fast. You close your eyes, squeezing them shut. San lets go of one hand, slipping underneath your ass to lift you up.

"Please" You moan out, louder than you intended. Your leg around San tightens, pulling him harder into your hips. "I want to cum, Sannie. Please"

Your voice is begging. Your hand hits San's back, nails digging into his skin. You ache, contracting around San, grasping onto him in every possible way you can. San gives your ass a teasing slap, cursing at your desperation. Your toes curl at the slight sting on your skin.

"I'm cumming" San grunts.

It wasn't much of a warning for you. Before San could get his next thrust into you, his cock starts pulsating. His grunts are harsh, his hips hitting into you matching the intensity. You can't help but whimper, finally feeling his release, pushing you into yours.

San grabs your face with one hand under your chin. His parted lips touch yours, but he doesn't kiss you. You can feel his body shake on top of you. You slide your hand up his back into his hair. You push his head down, making him kiss you. San moans on your lips.

You grind your hips into his, riding out your orgasm. San squeezes your ass, helping you move against him. Both your movements slow, both bodies beginning to relax. San melts into you, letting his weight fall. He keeps his lips on yours, kissing you tenderly.

You jerk a little with a post orgasm pleasure. San chuckles quietly, taking his lips off yours. He pets your hair back, looking down at your face. He looks exhausted. His hair stuck to his forehead, face flushed with sweat. You laugh a little with him, realizing you probably look just as fucked as he does.

San carefully slides off you, resting at your side. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his body. Both your clothes bunched up between your sticky bodies, but you couldn't care less. Its a small price to pay.

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