Ateez
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Best friends? Check!
Roommates? Check!
One is an alpha and the other is an omega and therefore the sexual tension is driving them crazy? Check check check!!!
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Four times Yunho and Mingi almost fucked and one time they finally did.
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The last time they had sex, Yeosang had been barely pregnant. They’d had sex maybe two times in the early stages of his first trimester before the nausea and barely-there horniness made it too difficult. So perhaps the difference is the added scent of sweet milk floating in the air. Perhaps it’s the way his usually flat stomach is softer, rounder, his chest fuller than it used to be.
Or maybe it’s how now, San is acting far more docile. He’s never been aggressive during sex, but this time, no matter how many times Yeosang had told him to be rougher, he’d been gentle, each thrust careful, every bite loving, kissing praises into Yeosang’s inner thighs, along his breasts, against his mating mark. San treats him as though the right to have Yeosang like this is sacred, a privilege, and Yeosang can’t lie—he loves it. Never would he want to give up this softer version of San, this part of his mate that no one else gets to see.
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- Part 2 of sanctuary
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Wooyoung believes after another break-up that he's doomed to be alone because no one wants a boy with scars and a pussy. San might prove him wrong.
Or: After another break-up, Wooyoung comes crying into San's arms about how he will never find someone because of his body and San makes him understand that he is there and accepts him.
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Wooyoung shows up late to the pub, wearing San's jacket, flawless eyeliner, and absolutely no intention of behaving.
San spends the entire performance trying not to stare at his boyfriend.
Or// San gets invited to perform at a local pub. Wooyoung's hot. They bang.
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- Part 2 of Fics Inspired by ATEEZ B-Sides
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Wooyoung blinked hazily as San clipped the two fake cat ears into his tousled hair, ruffling the strands lightly before stepping back to take in the full effect.
He was sitting on the carpet by their bed, his hands clasped in front of him by thick leather cuffs. The silvery glint of the delicate body chains San had hung on him shone under the low lighting, accentuating his smooth skin. San wanted to leave bite marks all over him, following those chains.