#i deeply regret that i didn't study music in college

[cr1mson5returns]

Back on my bullshit of rediscovering why Breaking Benjamin is my favorite band (yes, even before Evanescence though that group is an extremely close second) and y'all. Y'all, I forgot how absolutely gorgeous some of the layering of sounds in this music really is. And the growth over time is also very evident; comparing "Polyamorous" off of Saturate to "Feed the Wolf" off of Ember is no less enjoyable either way, but leagues apart in terms of skill and application of technique. Super pissed off that I'm not going to be driving down to Rogers to see them live with Disturbed this weekend, because truly, that's a crime in my book, but damn. Ever so grateful that these dudes make music.

[detentiontrack]

Oh wow you actually give quite good advice. Got any advice for highschoolers? I just started my freshman year (although probably some advice won’t be terribly applicable since the entire school is 25 people and my class is 4 kids, but it’s worth a shot. Also it might help other people.)

YES! I DO! So I went to a year and a half of high school before moving up to college and I HATED it. Here are some tips that would have made it suck less.

Learn to have a thicker skin. Easier said than done, I KNOW, but if someone says something mean to you, you can't let it bother you forever. Accept that they're just an asshole or are insecure and taking it out on others, and move on. Your worth is not defined by what some 14 year old bitch says about you.

It is not lame to have a good relationship with teachers! Talk to them, hang out with them during lunch, don't care what anyone else thinks.

Pack yourself a lunch every single day. Its healthier and you'll have more time to hang out during lunch.

Get involved! Join clubs, do student government or debate, do cast or crew for the fall musical. I did costumes for my freshman fall musical, and it's how I met one of my best friends who is still my best friend almost 5 years later (if you're reading this, you know who you are. ily <3)

Don't feel pressured to dress a certain way for fashion trends. I was a freshman in 2019/2020 so vsco girl/cottage core/""alt"" (that wasn't even really alternative) were very popular and I basically didn't wear any of my favorite clothes for a while. Just do what makes you happy.

Get a 504 or an IEP (educational/school accommodation plans) if you need one. They're life savers (if anyone wants another post on what was on my 504 for accommodations, lmk!)

Your body is inevitably going to change. Most people gain weight when they're in high school. Despite being a teenager, you are still a CHILD. Your body isn't going to look like an instagram model's. Don't let it get to you.

Always carry around pads or tampons with you. Even if you don't have periods. You never know when you or someone you know will get a surprise period.

Bring deodorant in your backpack every day. You will need it, even if you apply it in the morning.

Don't be that person who puts on heavy perfumes or body sprays in class. Just don't.

Take honors/AP classes if you can! They're honestly not that much more difficult and they look great on your record.

Do every single extra credit assignment!

Use google docs for everything

Take notes in every class, even if you already know the subject and notes aren't required.

Learn to study in high school, even if you don't need to. You WILL need to study in college and it's good to already know your studying style.

Take lots of photos! Even if you are insecure. You don't have to look at them, but someday you'll want to have them. I was deeply insecure in high school and have barely any photos of myself, and I deeply regret that.

You know those posts that are like "life may suck but at least I'm not 15 again"? Those posts are real. High school is NOT AT ALL the best years of your life, despite what everyone may tell you. Things can always get better.

Try not to date much in high school. Statistically, you are not going to marry your freshman year partner. Even if you think they're "the one", don't take it super seriously. You both have a lot of developing to do.

DO NOT EVER IN YOUR LIFE DATE A SENIOR AS A FRESHMAN. YOU ARE NOT MATURE FOR YOUR AGE. IT DOES NOT MAKE YOU COOL. THEY ARE NOT DIFFERENT OR SPECIAL. A 17/18 YEAR OLD HAS ABSOLOUTLEY NO BUSINESS DATING A 14/15 YEAR OLD. DO NOT GO THERE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE. EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There is a LOT of pressure to lose your virginity in high school. That is bullshit. It's okay to not have sex until later. It's okay to never have sex. Anyone who tries to pressure you or tell you otherwise, is NOT someone you want in your life. The right sexual partner will respect your boundries and not try to pressure you into anything.

[bbyquokka]

Hey there 😌 I hope you’re having a lovely day today; sending love your way <333 Since I’m introverted and a homebody, I was wondering if you can write a fluffy Han scenario where you’re both newly couples (shy and awkward but both of your love languages is physical touch). You’re at his dorm room watching movies and cuddling and the reader just loves kissing Han and he’s showing a lot of affection back? Thank you for your lovely writings we appreciate you! ✨✨✨✨

hello! i hope you are having a lovely day also! thank you for your kind words and your cute request! i hope this is what you wanted and please lemme know your thoughts and opinions 💭💘

 ะ Comfort!❞

➥ pairing: Han Jisung x gn!reader

➥ genre: fluff | college!au

➥ synopsis: you and Jisung are a new couple. not knowing what to say to each other, you both soon realise that physical touch is your love language

➥ warnings: - none

➥ words: 0.9k

➥ have a request? send it to me here. pls read my rules to learn about my guidelines before submitting requests

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

➥ m.list – ➥ ao3

College. The time where you learn the most about yourself. Mix in with different people, figure out what and who you like and don't like. Parties, pranks and relationships are the most common thing about college.

You went there to get an education, to study and have a better chance of having a stable life for yourself. You had no interest in mixing in with different people. Whilst others would be out partying until four am, you'll be sat at home, binge watching a TV drama or series with some take-out feeling happy and content.

Being an introvert means that you only have a small handful of friends, you don't particularly like interacting with others. You have a small circle but that's all you need – any more and you'll feel drained. You never thought about having a relationship whilst being in college, it's just something that never crossed your mind – until you met him.

Han Jisung, an international student studying music. It's rare that you two crossed paths but you saw him every now and then, especially in the canteen. You would smile at each other in a friendly manner, but never really spoke – you felt way too shy to do something like that! Your first interactions with each other happened at a party.

Your friend begged and pleaded with you to be their plus one at a party. You really didn't want to go but you couldn't let down your friend so, you said yes. Whilst there, all you wanted to do was go home, put on your comfy wear and watch TV. Your social battery was draining and it was draining fast.

Jisung noticed you, alone and wanting to be away from everyone and everything. He approached you, in a shy and timid manner. You both got talking, explaining how you did not want to be here and to your surprise, Jisung was in the exact same situation as you. "Don't worry, I know how you feel. I'm only here because Changbin begged me." 

After the party, you both spent a lot more time together. You learnt that he is just like you. You both got on very well, getting very close to each other in a short amount of time. Feelings grew for you both and after only 2 months of talking, Jisung asked you out.

You debated it, you didn't plan on getting in a relationship during your time in college, plus, you haven't really had a serious relationship before, but you decided to go against your head and go with your heart – you know you'll regret it deeply if you turned him down.

"How's the popcorn?" Jisung asks, looking at you from his position on the sofa. You're both sitting cross legged on Jisung's sofa in his dorm, a bowl of popcorn in the middle of you both while a movie is playing. You smile softly at him, feeling shy and awkward.

"A little salty, but it'll do." You put more popcorn in your mouth, chewing it slowly.

"Yeah. It is a bit salty but it's all they had at the store." You hum as a response, hand automatically dipping in the bowl as you focus on the movie. Jisung invited you for a little movie date at his place. It felt a little awkward between you both considering you are still a new couple and both very shy. Neither of you knew how to approach the other without fear of doing or saying the wrong thing. The last thing you both wanted was to make the other upset.

As you're dipping your hand in the bowl, Jisung did the same. Your fingers touched, making you look at him and blush a soft pink color. Jisung also looks at you, blushing softly.

"U-Uh..." Jisung stuttered, retracting his hand.

"No." You whisper, putting the bowl down on the floor as you scoot closer to him. "It's okay." 

You held his hand softly, his skin hot and soft – softer than what you thought. You gently play with his fingers, Jisung feeling flustered as he watches you. Feeling a little confident, he leans in, planting a gentle kiss on your cheek. You look at him and smile lovingly, placing a hand on his cheek and leaning in.

You kiss his lips softly, not wanting to force anything and to make it feel comfortable for him as it is for you. Jisung places his hands on your thighs gently, stroking them with his thumb as your lips move in sync with each other. You pull away, looking at your lap as you hold Jisung's hands again.

"How was it?" You asked, voice barely a whisper as your heart thumped against your rib cage.

"It was perfect." You grin, shuffling onto Jisung's lap. He chuckles softly, holding you close to him whilst stroking your sides.

"You're so beautiful, y/n." He mumbles, kissing your temple softly. The movie is long forgotten about, slowly turning into background noise as you and Jisung embrace and get lost in each other's touch. Not very many words are spoken between you both, but the silence isn't awkward – it's comfortable.

Many kisses, hand stroking and cuddles are exchanged between you both, both of you realizing that your love language is physical touch – to which you're both okay with. By the time the movie ended, you felt tired, slowly losing the battle of keeping your eyes open. Jisung notices this and wraps a fleece blanket around you both, holding you as close to him as possible.

His warmth and presence comforts you, making you feel safe and at home. You hum softly, clinging onto his clothing as you fall asleep.

[exodusmc]

Stars in his eyes

Genre: smut, college au

Words: 3875

Paring: San x reader 

Warning!:  semi public, light dirty talk, fingering, some pet names, penetrativ sex, protected sex, hickeys, hair pulling, drinking.

a/n: I do not have a thing for public stuff...Kinda new to ateez so.. 

Gif is not mine

He laughed way too loud in the library, angry glances and words coming his way in an instants. He understood, it was a library he was currently in after all, trying to diseifer some history texts. A blush grew over his cheeks and suddenly was he aware about everything around him, every little move. Mingi and Yeosang stared at him, smirking at his embarrassment, which was fueled by Mingi’s quiet words.

“Y/n’s here...if you wanted to know” San could die right there, it would be less painful. Timid glances went through the room, over faces, until it found yours. You looked kinda pissed and San’s mood fell all the way to the bottom. Another reason for you to dislike him. Why is he so stupid?

You were quite annoyed with the loud boy, his laugh having disturbed your deep study, but what was to be waited by the loud smiling idiot? Nothing less. Signing were you standing and making a b-line for the door, having lost all the motivation for school. San sat with his friends and you sent him a displeased look, which falted when his sad eyes met your for just one second. He looked regretful and so down that your irritation faded to some sort of neutrality.  You weren't his friend but hadn't really anything against him, besides his loudness. You signed again, deciding to stop thinking about the boy who shouldn't take room in your messy brain. 

Days flew by and school slowed down for just one day, a friday. Your friends wanted to go out, you wanted to sleep and besides, a frat party weren't something that sounded so fun. 

“Come on Y/n! This may be our last chance to have fun!” Junki whined over the phone, her high pitched voice drowning out Liz who you originally talked to.  

“No it’s not” you deadpanned but none of them could see you. Liz chuckled over the line.

“It’s not far from the truth..I’ll be at yours in about half an hour and I’ll drag you out if you're not done” Junki squealed in excitement and the call was cut. 

“Of fucking course…” you would never get out of this one but if you got them drunk could you escape before 1 am and the gross frat boys. 

“Looking good!” Junki ran to you,her hair bright and falling over her shoulders. Her clothes small but she looked nice. Your tight lipped smile made her frown slightly. 

“Why are you so sour?!” Liz came in view after a second, eyes hiding behind thin glasses. 

“Maybe because I don't want to be here?” this time could they see you deadpanning at them. Music blasted through the house to your right. Bodies moving in and out, you could already smell  all the sweat. It ached in your soul to go home again, to your pizza and away from all the annoying classmates. 

“Then why are you so dolled up?” Liz comment made you hiss at her and Junki giggle. 

“Don't lie to us Y/n! You want to be here!” she laughed so loud making you regret taking the skirt and top you had chosen. 

“Maybe she is so nicely dress because of someone special, hmm?”Liz smirked and was so wrong.

“No.” 

“What do you mean no?”

“I’M NOT DRESS UP FOR ANYONE!” you screeched at them, having none of it. 

“Sure, tell that to San” your face heated up at his name, why? You weren't sure, it’s not like you like him.

“You like San? The history major?” Junki looked surprised but soon changed to smug anime girl like expression.

“No!” there was an urgency in your voice and it sounded so pathetically obvious that you could like him, so obvious you wanted to hit yourself. 

“He-he’s annoying and loud!” your cheek puffed and both your friends looked knowingly at you as the three of you finally step inside the hell hole. 

“Sure Y/n, let’s see about that when you have his tongue down your throat” you gaped at Liz, completely taken by her bluntness. No way in hell would that happen!

San sat in a corner, sulking. Ever since he had seen you in the library had he been like that, because he liked you and had for a while. It’s not like the two of you had many classes together or was in the same friend group. It was just the way you smiled so bright, the way you seemed to hate everyone but actually care very deeply instead, well for everyone but him. San wondered what he could have done to make you dislike him, he couldn't really think of anything, besides the quite persistent stares you had caught. Maybe you thought he stalked you..

“Oh shit..” 

“Something wrong?” Mingi asked, red cup in hand, his hair fluffy. 

“I’m not a stalker!” 

“Have someone suggest that?” San blushed. He needed alcohol and everything would be fine. 

“No..” he practically ran from the corner, moving between dancing bodies. His goal was the kitchen but it was hard and too warm. He felt stressed and faces blurred.

The kitchen was dirty, cans and cups everywhere, and you. San stopped dead in his tracks, eyes following your figure. You were leaning into the fridge, not realising he was there. The boy didn't know what to do, his mind turned blank until the door closed and you turned. San was out in an instant, searching for an escape. He felt dizzy and in the wrong. He looked at you and you didn't know but it wasn't that bad either.   

“San, you good?” Mingi came into view again, concerned, however, San could only see the cup in his hand. 

“Can I have that?” he didn't wait for an answer just chugged down the bitter tasting liquid. A more pleasant warmth spread through his body and the panic drained from him.

“Yeah man, I’m fine” San were gone again while Mingi was left perplexed. He tried to find his friend but only saw you. Everything made sense and made it so much worse. 

You weren't a lightweight but it didn't  take much for you get wasted and that was what you currently were. Smiling and giggly, sitting in someone's lap. Liz and Junki were gone and you didn't care at all. 

“You wanna dance?” the hottie asked and you nodded, letting him bring you up and into the disgusting ocean. 

You two stood close, his hands ran over your body, igniting arousal in you. Dark locks hung over his eyes and you felt muscles flex under your light touch. You were so out of it to be honest, boredom hitting you halfway through song. Even if he was hot, was he not what you wanted..and it was embarrassing to accept what you wanted to have between your fingers because it would make Liz so smug. 

“So what’s your name?” there was a slight slur to your speech but you still controlled your thoughts, well he controlled them.  

���Ehm Josh..” you nodded lazily, drowning out the boy before you because you found San. He was standing in a corner, not happy like he usually are and you found yourself missing his wide smile, even his loud laugh. You hadn't thought about it earlier but his presence had somehow brighten up your days and you hadn’t even talked to him.

“Goddamnit San..”

“What?” you didn't answer, just slipped out of his grasping fingers, eyes on the boy who you thought annoyed you. 

Of course...San stared at you, watching someone touch you like he wanted, feel you like he wanted. He wasn't drunk anymore, his pure bliss had slipped through his fingers. San found himself in a corner again, sulking. His mood was nothing like the others knew him to be but a broken heart can to that to someone. He could locate Yeosang in the ocean of bodies, the latter sending worried glances his way. San didn't want to stop them having fun but at the same time was the will to smile, even fake it, long gone. 

“Whatever…” he mumbled to no-one, turning to find somewhere safe. Hands developed his torso, a body pressed against his back. 

The boy turned back stunned. His wide eyes met yours, clearly drunk, but San couldn't believe you actually hugged him first. Something stirred in him, hot fires burning. Your fingers were dangerous, gliding over his arms. San just stood there, in your arms, gaping like a fish.

“Y/n!?” his voice made you giggle, look at him through hooded eyes, sin written all over you. 

“Why is pretty boy not laughing like he always does, even in the library? Hmm?” San blushed furiously, remembering the moment. You hadn't really expected to see his eyes gloss over and small drops form in the corner of his eyes. Suddenly, you became sober and your hands went to his cheeks. The feeling of regret washed over you when San tried to shake of your hands. He could no longer look in your eyes.

“What’s wrong? San?” bangs hung over his eyes, hiding them, but you felt the soft tears roll from them. 

“Nothing..” he choked out and your hands dropped from his face, just to take his hand, leading him away. 

San soon stood a couple houses away from the party, hands in yours, and dried tears. You waited out him, staring up into the sky, hunting stars. The soft sniffles had stopped but you still held his hand, not completely sure why. Maybe some sort of feelings you had been representing finally overpowered your stubbornness. 

“So..do you like stars? I really like them. They’re beautiful, every single one of them. I like to think of people as stars sometimes…” you started rambling, not noticing San’s loving gaze. It was weird to have you so close and it felt like he was your boyfriend because he held your hand. San softly sighed, not intending for you to stop but you did, locking eyes with him. It’s cheesy but it really felt like the world stopped for the both of you.

“...the stars” you finished your sentence, watching him, wondering. San leaned in before he could think, placing a soft kiss on your lips. His mind roared at him in anger, wanting him to stop but the feeling of your lips was overpowering. 

“I’m sorry..” he whispered, mouth ghosting yours, eyes closed. 

“You okay?” San actually laughed, having heard that question countless times this night, but when he saw you smile was it not so hard to answer. 

“I’m fine” some bitterness hid behind the words and you leaned forward, licking your lips. 

San stared at you, felt the closeness of you. Hormones went wild in him and you plush lips made him remember their softness. He leaned right back at you, catching the shock in your eyes, only feeling proud and cocky in return. 

“You know..I have always wondered why you hate me? Care to enlighten me?” confusion spread over you face, because you didn't hate him.

“I don't hate you. Why do you think that?” San blushed bright red, losing his dominance. He was sure you disliked him. 

“But you always look so pissed!” you found him incredibly cute at the moment, giggling before lacing arms around his neck.  

“Well I look like that all the time...But to be real, I probably have the opposite feelings for you” you stared at him, seeing the stars in his eyes, and he stared right back at you. 

“Come” rapid stepps, racing through the night city. You felt giddy, laughing every turn you made, at every shrike San broke. You had no clue where you were going but felt like you were on the right track, the right track for your happiness, at least for the night. 

To your surprise were you dragged up stairs of a building closer to the edge of the city. It was calmer here, more beautiful and a place where you never even cared for to see. The door to the roof swung open, revealing some chairs, a sofa under a makeshift shelter and a breathtaking view of both the city lights and the stars. You eyes blew open, mouth agape. You never knew the boring downtown could look so mesmerising. San stood close to you, smiling down at your expression. 

“Where are we?” he chuckled, interwinding your fingers with his, heat raising on both your faces. 

“I used to come here when I was little. No-one seemed to care for the roof nor the building either..” so the two of you were alone in a almost public place, anyone could actually see you or hear you, why was that a so big turn on?

“So why did you bring me here?” the smirk didn't go unnoticed by San, his fingers leaving your hand, just to lace in your hair, tugging lightly at it, making you look up at his full lengthy frame. 

“Why do you think? Hmm?” you laughed, already deciding to be a tease but never getting a chance because San didn't think it was funny. He was not in the mood for bratty behavior. San ganked harder at you hair, making you gasp and finally take in his eyes, his blown pupils and lusty gaze. 

“I asked What do you think?..Slut” he hesitated for a second, searching for rejection at his words but only found your face flush and eyes glossy in lust. It was all San needed to know that you were okay with those words, more than okay. 

“To fuck me?” your throat felt dry, anticipation bruning in you. 

“That’s what you want? Of course and in the open, where anyone can see you” you whimpered at his words, beyond turned on and falling fast from grace.  

“Please...please touch me” your pleading did things to San, made him hard within seconds. It didn't help that he like you and you like him, it made everything so much more perfect. 

“But you have all your clothes on, how am I supposed to touch you with them on?” your fingers found them hem of your shirt, disposing it fast, goosebumps forming on your skin at the cool air of the night. 

“So eager..” San smirked, it didn't feel like all of this was happening, like it was a dream but no the less, he felt good. He dragged his hands down your sides, watching every face you made. Your skin was smooth and he wanted to taste it. 

You ached for San to do something, prefengly kiss you but he bent down, mouth attached right above your navel, sucking lightly. You gasped, sensitive to every warm touch of his. San kissed his way up from your stomach, over your right breast, nipple wanting to be free, and up to your collarbone, where he stopped to suck. You could feel every mark he left over the skin, moving to the left one to litter it with purple as well. You whined, wanting more and for his shirt to come of. Hands tugged at it, only to be swatted away. 

“I never imagined you to be so needy” he whispered against your ear, having you drooling. You wanted to answer back but his fingers slipped past your skirt and all that left your mouth was unintelligible sounds. 

“So wet..” San throbbed in his pants at the feeling of your neediness, at the way you couldn't even speak. 

The pad of his fingers dragged over your slit, pressuring on your clit but not enough. You whined louder, forgetting that you where in the open. San went back onto your neck, taking a deep breath before licking up it. You wrapped your arms around his nape, using him to keep you up right. Your pussy spasming painfully and his fingers was not enough. Your hips bucked against him, giving you a second to feel his hard on, whining at it. 

“More~” San smiled down at your closed eyes, giving you what you wanted because you had been good and because he loved the face you pulled at it, every muscle contracting in the unexpected pleasure. 

You felt so warm, a contrast to the chilling night air, and it was hard to keep incontrol for San. He needed for you to fall first, to have you cumming all over his fingers before his cock. You couldn't keep your eyes open, his thrusting digits hitting deep and hard, your pussy clamping down on them. 

“Look at me..” San’s voice could have you undone and you fought to get them open, staring right at him. San couldn't believe the sight you were for him, already wearing a fucked out expression, saliva dripping down the side of your quivering mouth. 

“Feel good?” the question was mocking you, making you tighter. 

“Yes~” your voice rose an octave, thighs clenching around his hand. Something in your stomach dropped, legs shaking. San stared at you with intensity, working harder, scissoring his fingers as deep as he could in you. 

You bit your under lip, almost drawing blood, when everything exploded. Hot white light flashing before your eyes, heart ringing in your ears. A whine slipped past your tongue, San yanking your head back to hear the end of your orgasm. It was beautiful to him, making his cock press tightly against his jeans. He felt you slacking in his arms, thrashing slightly to get away from his moving fingers. 

“No-no more..” you gasped, close to falling down. San stopped, fingers still deep in your pussy, but not moving. He listened to your panting, watching your chest rise and fall. Your hair was messy due to his fingers, and he loved it. 

“Did you cum?” it was obvious you did but he like seeing you embarrassed when he reminded you of what he did to you, how much control he had. “Answer.”

You whined out a yes, head falling to his shoulder. San smiled and pulled his fingers out of you, once again tugging at your hair. 

“Open” his voice was dark and you knew exactly what he meant. 

Your mouth opened, the wet muscle falling out as well. You tasted yourself on his fingers, sucking them deeper in. San watched at the way to took care of his fingers, being all messy. Your lips opened and closed around him and San imanged that it was something else you sucked so beautifully on. His goal was done, you had fallen for him. His cock twitched, demanding attention. 

“Stop” you listened, submitting to him like nothing.”Move” 

Soon were you leaning over the couch, legs wide and shaking at the cold air hitting your warm wet pussy. San’s hands were on you, the skirt pushed up to your waist. He dragged them over your cheeks and back, seeing all the hair raise on your body. He wondered if he went to far but you would say something if that was the case, hopefully would some great aftercare make up for his roughness. He squeezed one of your curves, seeing it turn colors for a second. You pushed against him, feeling the jean material against your cunt. 

“Please..Can I have more?” your voice was high and San groped your butt tighter.

“More of what?” San sounded so sulterly, you almost screamed.

“More pleasure..Please” you didn't care you were begging like some bitch, you were to desperate to feel him fill you up.

“How do you want it” this time, you mewled out in annoyance: Hie teasing made you see stars, the same stars that had been in his eyes. 

“I want your cock deep in me!” you screamed out, grip tightening around the couch, hopping to god no-one heard you. 

“Okay sweetie” he chuckled at your misery and you tensed at the pet name. 

The sound of a belt unbuckling had you dripping, the rip of plastic fueling it. You wanted to see him but the firmness of his hands told you to stay still. The tip of him stroked your still clothed core but it wasn't long until it ran through your folds directly. A soft moan left you, trying to urge him on. San could feel your warmth and had no problem slipping into you, the wetness making it easy. He groaned at how you tightened around him when he was completely inside you. 

“Oh god” you clenched at his voice, wanting him to move now. 

“Please San” he didn't wait a second to pound into you, hard and fast. San had been waiting for so long, he could explode immediately but fought it to hear you screams, still somewhat fresh of your first orgasm. 

You didn't know what to do, feeling overwhelmed and wanting more. You jerked forward at San’s movements, breast pressing against the couch, giving more pleasure. Your hips would probably be bruised tomorrow at his grip but you loved it, never really experienced sex like this. He was big, reaching everywhere inside you. You could already feel the second orgasm creep from your nerves but wanted San to cum as well, so you clenched, hearing him hiss behind you. 

“Naughty..” he moaned lowley, smashing your hips against his pelvis. 

“I want y-you to cum with me..San~” his name sounded so good from your desperate mouth, it actually made him twitch inside you. San begun working harder, chasing your orgasm and his own. Hands gripped in your hair, forcing your back to arch, mouth agape. 

“Come on baby..Cum over my cock” you whined out a moan, feeling him cum into the condom as well. Euphoria blessed you and you couldn't believed you had been annoyed at San once, he treated you so good. 

He pulled out of you, watching you legs give in and collapse down on the sofa. San licked his lips, panting heavily but felt amazing. Sweat coated both of your bodies and the night air laid nicely around you. You relaxed onto the couch, breathing normally. San stood behind you, your skirt had fallen down. 

“You okay?” his voice was so soft now, contrasting to how it was before. You felt San help you sit properly on the sofa, bringing you your shirt. San had dressed himself, arms around you when you too was clothed. 

“Hmm..”you murmured to him, head placed on his shoulder. Fingers stroked your arm, lulling you to sleep. You were worn out and smiling at it. “Take me home. Take me home and stay with me”

You woke up with San’s arm around you, holding you close in his sleep and looking all cute. A soft smile grassed your features, a blush accompanying it with last night's events. 

“What did I say” you sat up so fast you woke San, whos hair pointed everywhere. He was confused. You felt embarrassment drown you when you met Liz smug gaze, feeling bad for San. 

“You couldn't even have believed yourself...The tongue thing wasn't wrong then?” she laughed, leaving you two alone and you turned to San, seeing him blush as well. But you just bursted laughing, him following after. You felt light close to him and he felt right close to you.