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"You really should stop hanging around there, you know?"
The voice echoed into the empty room, and San pretended he didn't hear. His mind foggy with ideas and thoughts, the human kept sweeping the floor trying to fake loss of hearing whenever his best friend opened his mouth. His cafe finally empty after a busy flow of customers, and Yunho insisted in nagging at his ear.
"… People are shit there, and you know it", the black-haired boy continues.
He sighed quietly, lifted his gaze, "… You met Mingi there"
The other opens his mouth and closes it. He looks frustrated, but lacks some sort of argument back.
"Right… But Mingi is a vampire. And I'm a demon… ", and he waves his hands around, "… Do you recognize the difference?"
San looks away again, grunting, "Yunho, I heard you the first time"
Yunho looked empathetic though, "Listen … I know… I'm just worried I won't be able to help you if it's needed"
Cracking a small smile, San shook his head, "… Yunho, it'll be fine. I do keep my dagger with me at all times… Also it's not exactly my first time there"
The other nods silently, "Good… I do wonder if you would ever be able to use it on someone, though, you're too soft", and the demon tilts his head slightly, "… Which does make me wonder, what kind of fucked up fetish do you have to enjoy such a place really?"
San gasped, "Look who's talking?!"
"But me and Mingi are freaks… You're not", and Yunho gets up from the place he was sitting on the sofa, "Well… Not that i know"
"And we shall keep it that way", San shot him a glare, his cheeks slightly pink.
The other laughs loudly, playfully pinches his side. But he goes quiet for another moment.
"San… Please be carefull. That place has like one human that I know of and it's Jongho… And well, he's not very human anymore I don't think, so he doesn't count"
San arched his eyebrow, "… Jongho is human"
"Well… Debatable, really", and he shrugs.
"Meaning…?"
Yunho scoffs, "Meaning he's been dating the same vampire for so long, don't you wonder why he's still young? Jongho is older than you"
His mind stops.
"Huh? He told me the other day he was just 21 fresh"
Yunho pierces his lips, "He is 21… Not sure about how fresh… Well, either way, he reeks of Yeosang so it's whatever either way. Don't cross him… Jongho is scary but his mate is another whole thing", and Yunho rounded the corner towards the entrance, "… Which also means, do you even know how to distinguish a mated pair?"
San blinks for two seconds more, "… The bite mark…?", but he sounds unsure.
The other sighed, "… Yes. For vampires… Demons are different"
"... How come you never told me this?"
Yunho gestured with his hands confused, "Am i just supposed to guess you are actively participating in a hybrid type of tinder bar?"
"It's not like that-"
"I'm not judging. Just telling you, it's different. There's a lot of stuff behind the scenes that a human can't sense normally… Demons usually have a strange mark on their body, but it's not like you can just ask, because… Well", and Yunho pointed to his V-line above his crotch area, "We usually do hide it well on ourselves, not so much on our partner"
San puts down the broom for a moment.
"Oh… Mingi's back tattoo", and his mind clicked.
"Yeah, that…"
A sort of awkward silence sits between them, and San felt the curiosity bite at his skin.
"… So you're mated?"
Yunho looks confused, "Yeah, I told you"
"You told me you were dating, like serious-"
"In a demon term it's "mating for life", so yeah, it is serious", and he shots him a smile.
San stares at Yunho, and Yunho stares back. Both nod their heads as the demon laughs.
"San, please-"
"I get it, don't worry… I'm just... curious"
"Have you met someone, you know…", and he trails off.
The other shrugs, "Just one time things, really… They usually don't come back"
Yunho sighs, "Yeah, because you're human, and it's complicated…", and the demon offers San a sympathetic smile, "… Call me. Anytime, okay? Please stay alert at all times…"
"I know", and San smiled back, and he loved his best friend truly, no matter how much San nags at him.
"…. Or maybe i could drop by-"
"Please don't"
Yunho looks to be pondering though, and a sick grin appears on his face, "…. Humph…. Maybe not there but I will definitely be going to one of those soon"
San scrunched his nose, genuinely not even wanting to question the other further.
"…. Whatever you and Mingi want, just don't inform me please"
Yunho laughed, "It's healthy! You know, jealousy and such"
San grabbed the item again and continued sweeping the cafe floor, his apron dirty with coffee beans and smell. He doesn't really know what to answer though, considering he's not very healthy himself either... Just, a different mindset. He blames it on his workaholic schedule.
"Anyway… Mingi's probably leaving soon so i'm gonna drop by… Sani, call me anytime, okay?"
And they waved each other quickly and casually, San showing his dimples again.
"See ya annoying! Tell Mingi i love him"
Yunho shows him his tongue playfully as he leaves the cafe content. San sighs into the empty building.
Right, Yunho just has zero clue at how sick San truly is… And he shall keep it that way.
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San is back again that night. He can't help himself, doesn't really try too. The bar is not the same as before, considering the human does need to keep changing for the best of his safety. The streets are barely lit up, and the people surrounding him are suspicous looking, dangerous even... Just San's type, if he's honest. He enters the one in the far corner, without much thought. It's red lights catching his attention.
He had started to blame it on his curious mind, in the beggining. Then he turned into blaming his sexual drive, "it must be the gym hormones" , he tells himself.
But the truth is: he has always been obsessed about them. Not even enough sexual drive would make someone move the way he does for a fix, yet... Here he is. He's not really looking for a quick fix, as he hopes that soon changes. The constant change of partner is a bit stressfull at times.
The risk and the danger that come with getting yourself wrapped around someone that could kill you in any second... There's a thrill to that, and San loves it.
He sits quiety at the counter, the bar full of creatures already. Mostly vampires, and most eyes on him that same second. It's been a while since he's seen any demon around here, most would usually be surrounded by other creatures anyway. Demons were more sought after avidly, after all.
San chose to wear a simple back t-shirt along with some simple black trousers. Simple and elegant… Sexy.
He likes the attention, of course. He likes the curious eyes. He's not the only human there, as Yunho mentioned to him. There's a few here and there, all looking for the same thing San is. Some have the fetish of fucking a creature raw into submission, he knows this, as it is probably what most come here for.
San has seen and recognizes a few faces… A few humans too. Word does get around, of course. San though, has a hard time being approached. He had thought it was due to his build, strong and buff, he did gave the strong vibe of a top. And well, there must be a creature out there that wouldn't mind, but that's not San's goal at all.
"You're human, it's complicated"
He knows Yunho's right. That's easier to him, however. No strings, just sex... He just wished he could keep firm with one person, though. Coming here was starting to turn frustrating to him.
Still, the creatures here offered San a small piece of heaven, where he could allow himself to melt into submission, and no one really knew him outside of this.
He sighs, observes the environment. No one really caught his eye, if he's honest.
But San waited out a little bit. No one really approached him, as always, despite the gazes and pretty eyelashes some vampires offered to him.
He sighed again…
He guesses he manifested it, really, when he lifts his bored gaze and his head feels a pull towards the entrance. A shorter, skinnier creature stood. He was wearing full black, his hair long to his shoulders, his eyes darker than most.
He seemed to be scanning the room though, their eyes meeting for a second. He turned into his phone however, and San was left staring like a creep.
The other was breathtaking.
San gulped down his anxiety. Would today be the day he approached someone?
"You can't be seriously looking at the scrawny looking-guy, are you?", someone next to him whispered in his ear, making San jump a little.
He stared behind, looking at the owner of the voice. It was a simple vampire, not breathtaking as the other creature though.
San's attention was taken over by the other again.
He observed as the creature seemed to be looking for something, or someone, but he probably got tired. He quickly opened the door and left again, without much drama and much talk, but giving a last look inside either way. Their eyes locked for a split second once more, a second too long for San's brain to rationalize it, and well… San has always been a devoted man to his cause.
With no second thought, he got up from his seat, leaving a nice tip at the counter amd turning his back to the scene. He would not let this man escape him.
"Where are you going?"
He didn't mind the voice one bit as he made his way out, feeling concerned he might have genuinely lost the other.
But the next moment is a bit embarassing. San doesn't even realize he's not on the main door, but is instead on the back door. Being so focused on following the other, he looses the awareness of his surroundings. He only takes notice once he's stepping out completely, and is faced with a bricked, smelly alleyway.
He looks like a crazed man, he knows, looking a bit frantic and suspicious, while the other guy is simply standing near the corner smoking, back resting against the brick wall.
The door clicks behind him in a quiet thud, and the creature turns to look at him with a tainted gaze. There's silence between them, and San feels a shiver down his spine from the cold weather.
This wasn't a vampire, for sure, but it wasn't a demon either. His eyes were pure black… Almost like….
San ignored all the warnings in his head, feeling the magnetic pull towards the other again. He embarassingly approached him, looking extremely out of place.
Oh god.
"Do you-"
But the other didn't let him finish, "You don't even smoke… No need to pretend", and he let out a blow of smoke.
His voice is raspy and low, almost like he's tired and indiferent to his surroundings. He guesses he looked awkward, to be called out like that in the middle of the street.
"When? Now?"
The questions are random and a bit misplaced, but San understands. He has the audacity to blush though, despite being the one that eagerly crawled after the man like he's in heat.
"… If you want"
With that answer, the other looks up at him with an arched eyebrow. He chuckles slightly to himself, pulls out a last blow from his cigarette before throwing it on the ground.
"Come"
And San follows him like a puppy, like he's obeying his master, and he knows he's sick. He loves the thrill, loves the difference in power. He likes that the other commands him like it's a job. He ignores all the warnings, even when he notices the guy opening a "out-of-order" street bathroom stationed next to the alleyway. A strange place for it, no? But he doesn't question it, he likes it when things go straight to the point without much fuss.
It should disgust him, in all honesty, but he's too hot and bothered to really care about anything else if not the man in front of him fucking him raw and dry against those same tiles.
"Hum, what's your name? If i can know", he asks quietly.
Nice, San. He tells himself as he cringes too.
The guy does a gist with his head for San to enter, and the taller follows through. He clicks the door shut behind them and locks it. San feels himself grow even harder, the knowing he is fully locked in with a stranger, a much stronger stranger too... But he starts to genuinely reconsider things. Maybe Yunho was right… And well, of course he lied to Yunho. He didn't bring any knife whatsoever.
"… You don't know who i am?", and the other looks slightly amused too, grin on his face. His voice is rougher than before, the scent of cigarette filling his lungs.
San almost dropped to his knees.
"I don't…. I should?"
With a shrug, the other chuckles, "Maybe it's better… It's Wooyoung. Now don't go around asking who i am"
San nodded. Wooyoung? He has never heard it, really, he supposes he should have.
"I'm San-"
"I know. Now drop down"
The taller gulps, wanting to squirm in front of him at the command. He knows him? San eagerly drops to his knees, hands to his sides. He's visibly hard already, feeling his chest heavy with sweat and a warm feeling.
Yunho was absolutely wrong, he decided, San was made to be on this floor in front of him.
"Isn't this what you wanted?", and Wooyoung's gaze is dark, his smile touching the eerie side, "You looked like you were begging for it… Eating me all the way from the inside to here... Just that desperate"
San's squeezes his legs against his each other, his cock hot and hard sitting between his legs. Wooyoung's voice does wonders to his ears.
"I-I am", his voice sounds a bit breathless already.
"Then feed yourself", and as he said it, he rested his back at the door non-chalantly, "C'mon, I don't have all day"
Gulping and biting down a moan, San clumsily started to unbotton Wooyoung's pants, noticing the other visibly hard too as he pulled down his jeans. It made him glad.
He reached to the hem of Wooyoung's boxers, but there was a brief moment where San wanted to look up. Wooyoung had lit up another cigarette and was blowing on it with a relaxed stance, staring down at him with a heavy gaze. He wasn't smiling at all, and his eyes held something close to feral.
A creature. Deep black irises staring daggers into him.
San shivered.
As much as people said Wooyoung looked "scrawny", he definitely was strong and attractive in his eyes. San knew for sure that he could kill him if he wanted to. To him, Wooyoung looked absolutely stunning.
And as they gave each other a stare down, San chose not to pull them the boxers right away, deciding instead to provocatively lick him through the fabric. He wanted to please him, and savour every minute.
He felt the way the other twitched at the warmth of his tongue, but his gaze continued the same. San's hands rested on his sides still, keeping steady like the good boy he is. He worked his tongue around his cock up and down, in a slow, consuming movement. The other continued twitching slightly.
He heard Wooyoung puff out a blow more loudly, though, and his hand coming to grip his hair with force.
"Feeling playfull, are we?", and there's a slight sarcasm tainted in his words.
San feels like he just did something he shouldn't, and the good boy in him mewled instantly.
"I-I was just trying to please you-"
But Wooyoung's grip grew stronger, as he pulled San closer to his crotch again, "If you want to please me, suck it like your life depends on it", and he smashed his cigarette against the tiled wall with a harsher stare.
San swallowed another moan and just nodded promptly, and snaked his hands to his boxers again. He pulled them down in a fast motion, being almost hit with Wooyoung's erection in the face. He didn't really have much time to think about the meal in front of him before swallowing him whole. Without much pleasantries, the taller allowed his hands to rest next to his legs once more, and focused only on deep-throating the long-haired man.
His cock was big and quite veiny, and San's mind roamed around the visual. He could feel it in his tongue however, feeling the hotness of him too, and the way it rested around his throat, the way it filled him whole.
Wooyoung was incredibly hard, and he felt proud of himself. It was clear the other creature fed of on control, and San is just the man for it.
He kept his best from coughing, Wooyoung's grip on his hair gaining rhythm. The other kept pulling him closer and San's eyes started to tear up, feeling his own cock heavy and leaking in between his legs, forgotten.
The other's dick seems to grow even more if possible, the bittersweet pre-cum hitting San's throat as he keeps sucking him off. He can feel the girth around his throat, sliding in and out in a faster pace, his mouth burning from the feeling. The taller felt delirious, his hands wanting to snake towards his own cock, but he stopped himself. The heaviness and hotness of Wooyoung's member made him moan against him.
The creatre continued the rhythm for a little bit, but it's clear Wooyoung was reaching some sort of bothered level. His face scrunched slightly, his breath a bit heavier. His hands gripped San harder as he pulled him out of his dick unanounced. The younger looked like a mess. His lips red and messed up, with a mix of saliva and pre-cum dripping from the corner of his lips.
He felt Wooyoung let go of his head though, and grab his chin instead. San panted slightly, his eyes foggy with submission as he looked up.
Wooyoung's red and pulsating member in front of him looking extremely apetizing and inviting, but it's obvious he didn't finish for a reason.
"Beautifull", his voice was low and raw, "Now up, take it all off", and his hands motioned to San's own jeans.
San nodded eagerly, and in a messy movement, he got up and took off his jeans and boxers, cringing a bit at feeling his feet touching the ground, but his mind way more interested in what Wooyoung might want next.
Standing there naked in front of him with a raging boner, the brown-haired boy can't help but feel his cheeks become a bit warm. Wooyoung stared at him, eyes roaming his body with an hungry gaze and his cock still up and hard against his stomach. The tension between those four walls becoming a bit too much for him, San feeling his mind hazy.
The human bit his lips, because the black-haired boy obviously knew where he was looking, San's own erection twitching with cum leaking.
"Turn, hands there", and he motions to the lavatory behind him.
He gulps down another mewl, the coldness of the object a big contrast to his whole body, and it makes him even more aroused. He feels Wooyoung approach him from behind, and can almost feel his cock touching his ass, and the pull to push out his rear against the other grew. He wanted to feel the other pin him down that instant, slide inside of him mercilessly.
But San's breath halted. He felt the creature's hand snake towards his leaking cock that stood between him and the furniture and Wooyoung's grip was strong. Still teasing, moving around his dick with a slow paced motion.
"Aren't you just beautifull?", and his voice sounded hoarser than before, his breath hitting San's ear, "Just begging to be fucked", his lips sliding behind his ear again, San couldn't help but let out a moan.
The way he kept calling him beautifull making him even more delirious.
He instinctively pulled his legs further apart, and allowed himself to feel Wooyoung's against him. The other had glued himself to San's back, his cock fitting perfectly in his butt crack, sliding up and down so easily. All of this while he still kept a hand gripped tight against his erection, his movements slowly turning more intense, pulling San's foreskin up and down in a delicious relaxed but tight motion. It always touched on the verge of pain and San could cum just from this.
"A-Ah, I-I'm-"
"Cum", he commanded in a whisper, his voice penetrating San's earhole as always, "I will fuck you after"
And San hiccuped another moan, his cock tight between Wooyoung's grip and the coldness of the lavatory in front of him. The friction making him feverish as he rolls his eyes back, the creature's hand gripping him hard at the base as he does a specific move. The sounds are lewd and Wooyoung's hand is hot and sticky with his pre-cum.
San rolls his eyes further, gasps loudly. His legs shake from the release, and he can barely hold himself. Wooyoung uses his other arm to keep him up, and San moans again because the movement made Wooyoung's erection against him slide up and down on him roughly. Feeling trapped in between these walls and the creature made him feel wild.
He might just die today.
As he catches his breath slowly against the mirror, he feels the other softly pull his legs apart once more, watching as Wooyoung slides himself in and out in between his legs, in a slow pace. His hands strokes San losely though, as the cum quickly dries off.
"What a good boy….", his voice sounds dark, there's a tinge of danger there, "Now the reward"
He hears Wooyoung spit down to his hand and suddenly there's fingers circling his entrance. San sighs in delight, promptly positions himself again, sticking up his rear for a better reach for the other, and he rests his hands a bit higher. Wooyoung's hand leaves his cock now, putting all his attention back to this ass.
He hears Wooyoung's scoff, "That eager to be a bitch", and it's more of a inner monologue rather than it being directed at San.
But San bites down moan, "Your bitch", he whispers. The submission in him deliriously wishing at every star he can finally find a good dom, rather than someone new every night.
Wooyoung doesn't spare him another word though, his slim fingers skillfully circling his entrance and penetrating him in and out easily, fucking his hole open in a feral way. There was a bit of urgency in his movements, a feeling of Wooyoung's creature side finally taking control.
There's about two fingers in, and it's clear Wooyoung's searching for something like a wild animal. San feels even more hot and bothered, knowing that the other is trying to reach his prostrate.
"I-I can take it"
He hopes Wooyoung doesn't take it in a bad way, but eagerness was definitely taking the best of him.
Wooyoung's fingers penetrate him deeper if possible, his tips curling roughly inside. San gasps, his dick twitching alive once more.
"I'm the one that decides that", and his fingers fuck in and out of San's red hole with more speed. The human can barely hold himself up again, his elbows coming to rest on the cold surface, feeling Wooyoung's anger searching for his prostrate as his hole clenches around him with want.
And it doesn't take long before Wooyoung finally does finds it. San gasps louder, his ass going after Wooyoung's fingers as the creature continues the steady rhythm in a precise move.
His moans become faster but quieter, and Wooyoung takes them out as fast recognizing San's pattern immediately. He knew the human was close to cumming. San moans out painfully, his hole pulsating around nothing. The need to have him grew.
"Stick it out", his voice sounds rough, sounding fully feral.
And San does it promptly, laying down almost flat on the surface, his ass sticking out towards the other in readiness. Wooyoung slides his cock easily inside him, the lewd sounds making San whimper against his own arm. So good... Like he was made to be here under him.
The dick is hot and hard inside of him, San notices the way his flow is fast straight away, not a lot of pleasantries in waiting around. There's a certain possessiveness there, a hunger to fuffill and eat San whole. One of his hands grip San's tigh strong and demanding, lifting it up with ease to his waist.
Wooyoung was extremely strong, and San felt so good at the mercy of someone he barely knew.
His cock slid inside his hole in a hot thud, his hole red and wet from the friction of the speed. The human moaned uncontrollably against his arm now, the movements of Wooyoung becoming increasinly deeper and intense, feeling his whole body warm with sweat. While one of his hands secured San's right tigh, the other came to grip his hair. Wooyoung's hand held San's head down, dominating him completely, keeping him in place.
And everything was sweaty, and steamy. Heavy and deep, and San panted as his prostrate was finally hit with strengh with his hot cock.
Repeatedly, the creature thrusted into him in a rough movement, San's voice almost gone, his eyes rolled to the back.
San's hole clenched tight around his girth, as the human felt his body start tog row limp. He could hear the sound of the cock leaving and entering his hole, could feel Wooyoung's own cum inside of him burning hot at the pit of his stomach. And the human gasped against his own arm, his dick coming undone for the second time without any touching, feeling Wooyoung grip his hair once more and bring him to his shoulder.
It was rough and sudden, San eyes opening for a second, staring at his fucked out face in the broken mirror in front of them.
Wooyoung continues to fuck him in and out in quick thrusts, but seems to snap a bit momentarily, his pace becoming clumsy and messy, and he bares his teeth hungrily to San's neck.
For a split second, San's heart rate drops. His breathing halts, his hands sweat, he can feel his hole so tight against Wooyoung's cock, that the creature stops moving all together, because San hole sucked him to a stop.
The act was so quick, the human could barely capture it.
Wooyoung's cock still buried deep inside his hole, pulsating hard against his walls, feeling the other's fangs against his skin. San's legs dripping with cum, and his body bruised and dripping in sweat.
It was quite the picture of his dreams.
But… The other doesn't move, simply keeps his mouth open against his neck. His canines slightly penetrating his skin, putting enough pressure for him to feel the sting. Like he's proving something, something San already knew.
That Wooyoung was stronger, that he has the upper hand and he could kill him in a snap. And somehow that arouses him even more.
He meets Wooyoung's gaze through the mirror, and he feels hypnotized. The creature looks dangerous, like a predator… but he choses to slowly lick the sweat dropplet out of San's neck, and his mouth turns into a toothy grin.
"…How cute", he whispers right next to his ear, and it's fascinating as Wooyoung changes posture immediately.
From looking almost out of control, to looking secure of himself and everything.
San melts, feeling a weight being lifted off of him, feeling a need to submit. He has never been more aroused in all of his life.
He likes the danger, and he loves the chase even more… But to be face to face with death mixed with lust was an incredible feeling.
"… Do you want me to?", he asks in a low tone again, breath itching in his ear.
San gulps, "… I-I wouldn't mind"
Wooyoung scoffs then, and San thinks he gave him the wrong answer.
But he's mistaken.
"One day I will, since you're so well behaved", and the creature gives him a seductive kiss on his neck. It's still tainted with lust and the scent of sex between them is heavy, but Wooyoung's small gesture showed a small affection.
San can still feel his heavy cock inside of him pulsating, but Wooyoung removes himself slowly. He whimpers at the loss, but remains still.
He's a mess. His body is red and full of marks, his ass hot and sticky, his legs dirty with cum… he can feel his rim burning and can feel his cock wanting to twitch again as it laid quietly between his legs. Impossible.
"Knees", Wooyoung orders.
Without much tought, San slides down to the floor, eyes glossy as he stares up at the other.
Wooyoung brings his erection towards San's face, stroking himself lazily.
"You have the perfect face for it, sorry"
And it's such a sarcastic sorry, San feels his stomach twist. Twist with lust and want, the need to allow Wooyoung to do everything to him. Anything. His strokes are lazy but precise, and it doesn't take long before the creature pulls San's face closer and paints his lips with his cum. Wooyoung pants a little, but he's still somehow composed.
Instinctively, San closes his eyes, allowing the creature to stroke himself on top of him, feeling the tip touch his lips. It's warm and messy, San feels the mess drip down his cheeks. Wooyoung teasingly pushes his tip around San's lips, and for a simple, quick moment, he hears Wooyoung curse and sigh.
San licks his lips naturally, the bittersweet taste making him moan to himself. He opens his eyes slightly for a second, only to find Wooyoung staring down at him, a bit closer than before, the man lowering his body towards him.
His eyes are hard to read, and Wooyoung as a whole seems hard to understand.
San's face must look confused, because the creature shows him a grin.
"A well-behaved human… Isn't that something?"
And the other gulps, looks into Wooyoung's dark gaze trying to find anything. A promise for another day. Instead, he gets a hand to his chin and a lick to his lips, Wooyoung wiping his red lips clean, and it's an invite for a kiss.
San moans against Wooyoung's lips, parting his lips in an act of full submission, letting the other's tongue come in hot inside his mouth. San feels his own tongue touching his canines, and he grows hard just from it... This small affection making him a bit deluded. Wooyoung can't be this perfect, can he?
Wooyoung's kiss is hungry and a clear power dynamic show, and San let's himself melt at his mercy, feeling the other take his breath away.
His lips are rough but demanding, looking for full control of the kiss and devouring San completely. He offers him a last teasing lick though, and separates themselves slowly, his hand still pushing San's chin upwards.
And San thinks he might have fallen in love.
Wooyoung takes a bit more time before stepping away. His eyes still enigmatic and the air still tense, but he grabs his phone mindlessly.
"Give me your number, let's meet sometime somewhere else"
And San just hopes and prays to every single god or goddess out there, that this man decides to turn into his full-time dom from now on.