𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : It’s finally graduation! You have just earned your master degrees, but it’s 2020 and onsite graduation and celebration isn’t an option. However, Namjoon still wants to make sure you celebrate and scream at the top of your lungs. And what better way to celebrate plenty than in room 2020?
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : Namjoon x Reader
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : brief mention of airborne disease similar our current situation, alcohol, biting, unprotected sex (you better wrap it up!) , blindfolding, breast play, pussy slapping, a lil spanking, groping, cunnilingus, fingering, mushy and sappy fluffy behaviour is present (I just couldn’t contain myself OKAY), slight edging. I think that’s it, pls let me know if i forgot to add anything :))
𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐲 : three lovely people, Angie @scvkjin, Coralie @seakay05 (an editing queen!!!) and Bee @inkedxclouds (another editing queen!!!!!)
𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 : the talented Danica @dee-ehn
𝐚/𝐧: i want to preface this by saying this is the FIRST smut I have ever written, so lowkey don’t know how to feel about what I just wrote. Anyways,,,, I want to give a big thanks to the person who went completely feral with me once I saw Joon during the 2020 graduation commencement, she and Joon are the reason I felt the need to write this, Danica love u babes 🤧💞. I also want to thank Bee, @j-sope @bangtiddies and @jeonggukingdom, for being such amazing pillars of support, love u 💞. Other than that, enjoy I guess 💆♀️🤪
Namjoon has done it again. You are going into full overdrive, ears operating at their full capacity, in hopes of figuring out where exactly he’s taking you. “Don’t wear any eye makeup.” That’s what he had requested through text the night before. A request that hasn’t manifested much in you, except for the sudden realisation that Namjoon usually does not care about your makeup habits. That should have been warning enough. But that was then and you’re here now.
The roughness of Namjoon’s tie massages your eyelids as your body registers the gravitational drag before the ding sounds. If the swooshing doors and the slick card in your hand aren’t evidence enough, the sound lets you know that you’re indeed currently at a hotel. You jump slightly at the touch of his hands at the back of your head where the knot lies.
“Just checking; wouldn’t want you to peep.” The voice is sweet and the thrill it arises in you even sweeter.
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