Let it be known that I read your reply day of and needed a couple of days to process like “a snippet?! from one of my favorite writers?! I WOULD DEVOUR IT.”
and idk, it just kinda hit me cuz I got like. Mad social anxiety (hence why I’m anon lol.). I truly wasn’t expecting anything out of it?
I just wanted you to know that even though you hadn’t posted in awhile that it was okay and that I will always look forward to your work and reread the published.
so yeah… to say reading that sentence on the possibility of a snippet made me feel ecstatic is a huge understatement.
If it helps, I typically do read the fics you reblog or have already read them cuz they’re one of your moots who stuff I also read and reread. I’m still always down for any recs!
Also…. Crazy enough… merpeople are my fav mythical creature and WooSang is my fav unit. So when you posted that poll I was secretly hoping it was a WooSang fic.
so I know you had no idea about that last part but I still feel like, hella teased. 😭😭😭
I’m excited to read your collabs and any work!
Stay healthy!
xoxo
~🐈⬛
well! woosang is one of my absolute favorite units, the other being matz, so you can bet that i will be giving you some woosang content!
knowing that, i just have to give you a snippet as a fellow woosasng enjoyer ^^ this is my mermay woosang and it is sitting at 10k atm and probably another 5-10k to be written <3
I appreciate your dedication so much that i want to reward you <3 so snippet beneath the cut!
Each passing second Wooyoung’s thoughts spiraled, the rest of the room disappearing from his mind and only the press of his body and sway of his hips grounded him to the current moment. He had his ass pressed against Yunho earlier. Had San’s nose brushing against the column of his neck. And yet neither of those had burned him like Yeosang’s hands gripping him tighter through the linen of his shirt. Neither of them had been Yeosang with his hips pressed against his, swaying in tune with Wooyoung’s own. Neither had ignited the suffocating desire in his chest like the heated gaze of the merman’s on his exposed chest.
Too late did Wooyoung remember San’s warning. Too late did he remember his intent of getting railed by a stranger to forget this undeniable pull towards the merman. Half hard already he tried to hide it by turning in Yeosang’s arms so his back was against his chest.
He heard the sharp inhale of breath. Felt his grip tighten once more. Dared to believe there was a half hard cock pressing into his own ass. Dared to believe the groan the other let out against the nape of his neck was one of desire and pleasure.
Wooyoung dared to believe Yeosang wanted him the same way he wanted the merman.
He grew bold, one hand reaching behind to slide into the blonde waves of the other and pull him closer to his neck, exposing it for him like a blank canvas for him to mark up. The other laid over Yeosang’s hands, gently guiding them lower on his body until he didn’t need guidance and went willingly.
He felt lips on his pulse point the same second nails dug through the fabric of his pants low on his hips, pulling him even closer to the blonde.
This time the throbbing bulge against his ass was unmistakable. The heavy breath fanning against his sweaty skin. Some sort of chittering rumbling against his back, deep in the merman’s chest.
Wooyoung could positively jump for joy if the other didn’t rip himself away so suddenly like Wooyoung was burning him.
The Prince turned on his heels to question him, just to see him dip out of the pub with a speed that was near inhuman. Stunned, he could only watch as Seonghwa disentangled himself from Hongjoong and ran after him, shooting Wooyoung a look that was both scolding and disapproving at once.
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And thats it! this is roughly 7k in and think is a good example of the push and pull of the fic so far. it is a soulmate au as well (with matz already established and good parents to my woosang)
