Answer to this request by @blushingatyou: Your recent Joon request was so nice!! I loved it 🥺 reading it felt so warm n loving. May I request newlyweds!Namjoon and reader 69-ing in their private balcony? (and could reader be a squirter?)
Warnings: smut, oral sex (f and m giving and receiving), squirting, newlyweds, marriage
Word count: 2034
“What do you think?” Namjoon asked upon seeing your expression looking out of the window.
“It’s… Jon… I can’t even put it into words, it’s so beautiful.” But beautiful was not a good enough word to describe the scenery.
You were out in the middle of nowhere, amidst the snow-covered mountains of New Zealand. When the subject of the honeymoon came up, both of you wanted a colder location, as you wanted to spend your days cuddled up and cozy just the two of you, and you had been wanting to visit the place about which he spoke so fondly. So, there was only one destination possible on both your minds: New Zealand. You had wanted Namjoon to share his love for the place and make new memories together there, so he was the one responsible for the planning and it did not disappoint. You were looking out of the window and you felt him approach you from behind, coming in for a hug.
“How about we freshen up? You go first and I’ll sort out the groceries and see about a place for us to order in tonight. How does that sound?” he asked, softly kissing your shoulder.
“Sounds perfect, husband,” the word rolled off your tongue so easily and it made you warm inside, even saying it with a giggle. How could you be so lucky?
“Ok then, wife.” He turned you around and gave you a small peck on your lips. “Go on.”
You quickly found the suite and went to have a shower and it the hot water felt so satisfying falling on your tense shoulders after hours of traveling. You took your time, letting your sore muscles be soothed by the heat and constant pressure of the falling liquid. The bathroom was filled with fog by the time you came out and you quickly wiped the mirror to look at yourself, feeling nervous all of a sudden. You tried to laugh a little to release some of the tension, and it worked to an extent. This felt just like your first time with him, and in a way, it would be. Your first time as a married couple. You did not bring any clothes to the bathroom and opted for the bathrobe instead, you figured it was warm enough inside the cabin and you would probably not need any garments anytime soon anyway. You came out of the bathroom to find Namjoon on the balcony of the suite, arranging some pillows on a blanket on the floor. You also saw there was a tray with some fruits and a bucket with ice, a bottle of champagne, and two flutes.
“Joon?”
“Oh, hey. All sorted. You can come and relax while I take my turn to freshen up. I thought we could chill a little and enjoy the sunset here since it’s a windowed balcony and the cold can’t get to us,” he explained positioning the last pillow.
You blinked and shook your head slightly, everything still felt too surreal and like a dream. “How come I’m so lucky to have married you?”
“I’m the lucky one, y/n,” Namjoon answered with a big smile on his face, his dimples prominent on his cheeks.
It did not take him long to shower and soon he joined you in the balcony, glass and open curtains surrounding both of you. He took a page straight out of your book and also dressed in a robe with his hair still wet. When he stepped into the bedroom, he gave you that shy smile you loved so much, his hand going to his face to try to hide his expression. You were not the only one who was nervous.
“Comfy?” he asked, sitting down beside you.
“Super. Come here, husband,” you said, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer. “I love you, Joon.”
“I love you, y/n…” he started, and moved closer while looking into your eyes “… my wife.”
The kiss started innocent enough, soft pecks and his hand on your face. But this was the first time you two were truly alone since you said I do, and this did not go unnoticed by him either. You felt the kiss deepen, his tongue seeking yours while his hand started to pry open your robe.
“Joon,” you interrupt. “We’re on a balcony, anyone can see us, and…”
“There’s no one around to see what we’re doing…” he muttered against your neck. “I got this cabin precisely because it’s remote and I have some ideas that involve you and your body pressed against that window.”
You could only sigh and throw your head back, letting your arms fall to your sides so he could finish taking your robe off. He was momentarily surprised by your lack of underwear; your body completely bare for him to appreciate. Both of you knew about the whole discussion and posts on which of the members was an ass man or a boobs man, but the truth about Namjoon was that he was a y/n man. He loved all parts of you equally; some days he wanted to pay more attention to your breasts; some days he liked feeling up your ass; some days he wanted to devour all of you, and today seemed to be like the latter.
But before he could start worshiping your body, you needed his robe off. You needed to feel the skin of your husband against yours. You had no idea where the robes were thrown, all that mattered was getting closer and closer to Joon, but you had to stop and stare at him for a moment as well. His body had become so sculpted, his large pecs (hello namtiddies, you thought to yourself), strong arms, defined thighs; you needed to feel all of him on top of you. He lowered you down on the blanket and oh, he was still warm from his shower. Your legs wrapped around his waist, feeling the front of his thighs against the back of yours, nudging them more apart. He brought your bodies closer, wrapping his arms around your lower back and pressing his erection onto your center, feeling how wet you were already, moaning at the feeling.
His mouth was now making its way downwards, your skin becoming red from his kisses and nibbles. He spent some time on your nipples, teasing one with his tongue and the other with his fingertips, caressing, softly pinching, driving you crazy. You started to move your hips against his, his cock pressing deliciously on your clit as you moved your lower body upwards. You opened your eyes when you felt him stop his kisses just below your belly button. He was just staring at you, and you understood him wordlessly. It was golden hour, and the way the light was hitting the snow-covered mountains and illuminating Joon was indescribable and beautifully overwhelming. He took advantage of the fact that you were now looking at him and smiled that dirty smile with hooded eyes, lowering his mouth to your pussy. It was such an obscene move, but the lighting made it deserve a painting or a picture or anything to commit it to eternity.
The first lick had you closing your eyes again and your legs falling open for him, that broad stroke of his tongue from bottom to top, pausing and circling your clit softly before delving into you with his whole mouth, kissing you thoroughly. You felt so exposed in the golden glow coming from the open curtains, but you had never felt sexier under his ministrations than in that moment, seeing him torn between keeping his eyes open to look at you and closing them savoring your wetness.
“Joon…” you could barely mutter under your breath, choosing to entangle your fingers into his hair to pull him towards you. “I need to feel you too…”
“Come on then.” He adjusted his position, shifting you so he could be on the bottom with you on top of him. He pulled your thighs up, asking shamelessly “Come sit on my face.”
You nodded and crawled up, carefully turning your body around so you could face in the other direction. His hands immediately went to your ass, squeezing your cheeks and pulling you towards his mouth. “This is what you wanted, wife?”
“Yes…” you prolonged the word, already feeling the anticipation of his taste and weight on your tongue. So you lowered your body forward, one hand coming to hold his erection while your tongue slowly licked his engorged head, and you felt him moan against your thigh, stopping what he was about to do, but you did not care. Your other hand came to caress his balls as you opened your lips to start sucking him into your mouth. Every part of Joon was big. You could barely start to fit him into your mouth, having to stretch your jaw so you could lower your head more.
Before Namjoon, this was not something you really enjoyed doing, but his skin was so soft and he smelled so good, and his noises and face whenever you pleasured him made you change your mind. You felt powerful in having him at your mercy like that, but tonight was not about it. You just wanted him to feel as incredible as you were feeling, his tongue pressing against the underside of your clit right on the place he knew was guaranteed to make you come fast and hard and intense and leave your legs trembling. So you felt it was only fair to give him the same treatment and went down as far as your mouth could go, swallowing around him and coming back up, stopping for a second to give some attention to his head, licking around it and then licking him from bottom to top, just as he liked to do to you. He moaned hard and you felt the vibrations directly on your clit, and his hands pressed you against him even closer, barely any room for him to breathe. But he wanted something even more.
You continued sucking him and going down as far as you could, lightly choking sometimes, trying to get more of him into your mouth. You tried to relax your throat but it was difficult now that Joon had inserted two fingers in your pussy and was pressing hard against that spot and you noticed the familiar sensation on your lower belly, your body tingling all over from that extra pressure you were receiving. You wanted to cum with him, so you sucked harder once going up, using the hand that was not playing with his balls to circle around his cock and jerk him while you licked and focused on the bulbous head, knowing exactly where to move your tongue to make him lose control.
His fingers inside you faltered for a second but he recovered the movement, increasing the pressure and humming while sucking your clit between his lips, surprising him with a nudge of his tongue.
You wanted to beg, to tell him to cum with you, but you could only feel the pressure getting stronger and almost unbearable as his fingers were relentless, and you suddenly felt it snap and a long moan escaped your mouth, making you press your lips against his cock. You felt something trickling out of you and the pleasure seemed never-ending, your legs were trembling, and you were being supported by his hands around your waist. You loosened your hand that was touching his cock at the feeling, but it only took another soft suck and moan with him in your mouth to have him fall apart, his cum filling your mouth.
You gathered all your strength to turn around and kiss him, feeling his face wetter than usual after an orgasm of yours, tasting yourself on his lips, on his cheeks, on his tongue. You were both out of breath and he put an arm around your torso, cuddling you.
“I love you, y/n.”
“I love you too, Joon, so much.” You could barely get the words out. “Now… will you tell me this plan of yours involving my body and that window?”
Note// LOOOL, I was supposed to write a smut for Suga, but our leader distracted me...
“You look so beautiful,” Namjoon whispers against the skin of your thigh, ghosting his lips over your entrance. Your eyes flutter closed at his teasing, and you begin to wonder how exactly you ended up in this situation. This perfect situation with Namjoon nestled in between your legs.
You sit on your couch in the living room of your apartment with Namjoon beside you, wrapped up in casual conversation with one another.
“Ugh,” you groan, “honestly Namjoon, I’ve been so deprived recently that I think it’s just time I downloaded one of those hookup apps again.”
Namjoon laughs softly as you throw your head back against the couch in defeat. “What?” he chuckles, “Where did this come from all of a sudden?”
You shrug, and reply that it’s just been so long since you’ve gotten any, so you feel that it’s about time for you to hit up the dating apps. He asks why you would want to hook up with a stranger and rick being catfished, or catching something, or just having a bad hookup.
You shrug again.
“I don’t know,” you tease, “the thrill is sexy.”
“As long as you’re safe and having fun,” he sighs, “just remember what happened the last time you went on a hookup spree.”
You scoff at his response, remembering the bad experiences from last time, and lean back against the arm of the couch, your arms folded across your chest.
“Okay mister,” you huff, “when’s the last time you slept with anyone?”
Namjoon pauses for a moment in thought before he replies, his tone even and casual, “Hmmm, probably two months ago? Three months almost? Whenever our last concert in Japan was…”
He trails off for a moment, “How I do love Japan.”
“Namjoon, that was almost a six months ago!” You’re shocked, “Do you not feel deprived in the slightest?”
Namjoon laughs at your sudden piqued interest, and leans against the opposite armrest of the couch across from you and lifts his legs onto the couch to tangle with yours.
“Sometimes, yeah,” he admits, “most of the time I’m just so busy that I don’t even notice.”
You hum in understanding, nodding your head as you make sense of his reasoning. A thought springs to your mind as you lean forward and closer to him.
“Have you ever had a friends-with-benefits relationship before?” you ask, and Namjoon shakes his head. You, slightly tipsy and deprived from sexual release, raise your eyebrows suggestively.
“What if I proposed…”
“Yes?” Namjoon hums, anticipatingly knowing where this conversation is going.
“An arrangement.” you say, “We don’t have to keep thing as they are, you know.”
“As they are?” Namjoon questions.
“Platonic,” you say, “we try it out, and if it isn’t what we want then we move on, but if it does, then we change it up and you know… help each other out.”
You feel your ears and the back of your neck heat as you wait for his response.
“So we use each other for sex, but we’re just friends?” Namjoon slowly says.
“Yeah,” you say.
A moment of silence.
“Alright, I’m down.”
He reached over and tangled his fingers into the strands of your hair, leaning in to press his lips softly against yours.
“Take this off,” he nodded at your shirt.
You smiled then did as he instructed, removing your clothing, leaving your chest completely bare. He leaned over the couch, bent to kiss you and caress your chest, his thumb rubbing your nipples to hardened beads.
You moaned, breaking the kiss, “more.”
Namjoon smirked, as he fumbled with the top of your jeans, slipping them and your underwear down your body. You raise your hips to help him remove your clothing the rest of the way down your legs.
“Lay down,” he said, and you moved yourself back to the couch, laying yourself in the space beside where he sat, your knees bent to hide yourself from his gaze.
His eyes drank in the sight of your naked body. Every curve, every line, he breathed deeply.
“Damn,” he hummed.
“Stop staring,” you laughed, suddenly feeling nervous, you nudged his knee gently with your foot.
Namjoon moved to hover over you, tracing the tips of his fingers over the curve of your stomach. You shuddered, his touch leaving goosebumps over your skin.
“Hey,” you call his attention. His gaze met your own, “it’s not very fair that I’m laying here naked while you’re fully clothed. Take your shirt off.”
He shrugged, moving back to pull his shirt up over his head. Your eyes followed the faint line of his happy trail down to the strained tent of his pants. You ran your tongue over your dried lips.
“Enjoying the view?” he joked, you nodded.
He reached down, placing his hands on either knee, spreading them further to make room for himself between your thighs. His cock twitched at the sight of you spread open for him, waiting for him, inviting him in.
He paused for a moment, his eyes focused on the sweet space of your core.
He lowered his head, his lips so close to where you wanted him that you were tempted to reach down and shove your hand into his hair.
You fought back the urge as he ran his finger through your folds. Your eyes screwed shut and a gasp left your lips as he gathered your arousal on the tip of his finger.
“God,” Namjoon breathed, “you’re already wet for me.”
He pressed his fingers against your entrance.
“Wait,” you stopped him.
“No?” It took everything in him to not slip his fingers inside. You were burning up, your pulse throbbing beneath his fingertips.
“You look so beautiful,” Namjoon whispers against the skin of your thigh, ghosting his lips over your entrance. Your eyes flutter closed at his teasing, and you begin to wonder how exactly you ended up in this situation. This perfect situation with Namjoon nestled in between your legs.
You wanted him.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” you ask, and Namjoon smiles darkly, tapping the bud at the top of your folds.
“I’m sure,” he says, “do you want me to continue?”
“Yes,” you gasp, “oh god yes.”
He nuzzled the apex of your thighs, breathing in the scent of your arousal. The fact that you were this ready for him made his blood boil. He undid the zipper of his jeans, hoping to relieve some of the pressure of his arousal.
“Namjoon…” you sighed, parting your legs farther as a signal for him to continue.
He hesitated, taking in the sight of your dripping need, before lowering his mouth to your core. He took his time, kissing with long strokes of his tongue, memorizing the taste and feel of you squirming underneath him.
“I need you inside me,” you breathed, lacing your fingers through his hair.
Namjoon parted from you with a long final lick up your folds, flicking the tip of his tongue against your clit. He lifted his head and his gaze met your own. You sat up, your fingers finding the band of his boxers, and he didn’t argue as you slipped the fabric over his hips. He got up, kicking the rest of his clothes off of his body.
He stood in front of you, free of the confines of his clothing, you stared, taking in the sight of him bare in front of you.
He leaned down and kissed you, your tongue fighting with his. You pulled back, tasting yourself on his lips, your pupils blown wide with lust.
You stood, taking his hand as you led him back to your bedroom.
The two of you rushed to lay on your bed, “now, let’s continue.”
You flipped him over, straddling his hips as you fished out a condom from your bedside table. You stroked him, pumping him to full hardness before rolling the latex onto his stiff arousal.
He let his head roll back into the pillows as you prepped him. When you were done, you kissed him, long and hard, guiding him to your entrance.
He held back a groan as you lowered your hips, bottoming out. You paused for a few moments, breathing deeply as you got used to the stretch of Namjoon against your walls.
“Move,” he grunted, the tightness of your heat sucking him in. He grit his teeth.
Slowly, you raise your hips, then lower them equally as fast, watching as his face contorted in pleasure. You moved your hips in a steady rhythm, but it wasn’t enough for him.
He grabbed your hips, lifting and lowering you quickly as he thrust his own hips to meet yours.
You cried out, doubling over at the intensity of his thrusts. Your hands fell to his chest as you tried to steady yourself.
“Namjoon,” you call, “Namjoon! Wait a second.”
He stopped, releasing his grip on you.
“What’s wrong?”
“Switch places with me.”
It was as if a switch flipped.
He pulled out of you swiftly, moving to lay you under him.
Any control he’d maintained up to that point left him as he entered you. Your heat surrounded him, wrapping him so tightly that it took his breath away.
He thrust into you, his thoughts clouded over in a haze of lust and passion. Tension coiled in the pit of his stomach. His pace increased.
You convulsed around him, lifting your hips in an attempt to feel him deeper. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling his head against your shoulder.
His movements became more frantic as you both neared your ends. You came with a groan, your orgasm gripping him like a vice as he continued his thrusts.
You let go of his neck, opting to dig your nails into the skin of his shoulders as he began to push you to the point of overstimulation.
With what little strength you had left, you clenched around him, encouraging his release.
The tight heat of you engulfing him dent him over the edge, and with a final thrust he stilled inside of you.
He breathed deeply to calm himself before pulling out and rolling over.
You both lay in the haze of your lust for a few minutes before you spoke, breaking the silence.
“Holy shit. Why didn’t we think of this earlier?’
The sound of Namjoon’s laughter bubbled up from beside you.
“I agree, this was a pretty good idea.”
“Glad you think so.”
A beat.
“So, do we have an arrangement?” you ask, rolling over onto your side to face him.
He turned to face you.
“Yeah, sounds good to me.”
First smut post, hope you enjoyed. As a side note, why tf does Namjoon have so many names, and which one is the correct one...
Summary: ‘A stupid bet with your friend turns into something more permanent, in more ways than just one.’
Genre: Smut.
You should have never made that stupid bet with your friend because you always do crazy things when you're drunk. That's how you found yourself in front of the tattoo shop. You sighed deeply as you pushed the door open. Immediately the smell of smoke reached your nostrils, making you scoff. Yeah this really wasn't a good idea. You rubbed your temples in frustration as you looked around the shop. It wasn't very busy. There was a man getting tattooed in the back of the shop and a girl standing behind the counter but that was it. The girl behind the counter wasn't wearing much, just a crop top and a pair of very short shorts.
All her tattoos were visible and you had to say she looked quite bad ass. You've always liked tattoos and wanted to get one but not one your friend picked out. It wasn't the worst design, it just wasn't very original. You heard the bell of the shop ring again, signing that another person walked through the door. As you turned around you saw your friend smiling brightly at you.
"Hey girl, ready to get tatted up?"
You flipped her off before walking to the counter, making her laugh. The girl behind the counter gave you a warm smile as she welcomed you.
"Hello, how can I help you?"
"My friend here wants a tattoo. She lost a bet so she's getting this one."
She showed the girl the design as she nodded before excusing herself. Not too long after that she came back with that same smile on her face.
"Monster is in the back of the shop. You can go to him and he'll do your tattoo."
You gulped at the name of the artist who would set your tattoo as your friend gave you a thumps up before taking a seat in the waiting room. You took a deep breath before walking to the back of the shop, pushing the door open to reveal a smaller room. You noticed a guy sitting behind a table as he was working on something. You awkwardly cleared your throat to get his attention which seemed to work. He looked up instantly smiling at you, flashing you his dimples. You butterflies erupt in your stomach at the sight of him smiling. Was this guy the tattoo artist called 'Monster'? He didn't seem like a monster at all.
"Hi I'm Monster, I'll be doing your tattoo today." He said, gently shaking your hand as he introduced himself.
You nodded at his words before taking a seat in the chair. He studied the design as he chuckled softly.
"Did you lose a bet?"
You sigh as you nod at his words.
"Yeah, made this stupid bet with my friend. She has the same one and made me get it too."
"You mean Y/F/N?"
You nod at his words as he laughs. As he gets everything set up he tells you about tattooing your friend. She told you that when she got a tattoo she was just sitting there and watched it happen. Said it didn't hurt at all and that it was no big deal. Monster however, told you a different story. He told you about how she couldn't stop squirming and almost cried from the immense pain. You laughed at his words before realizing that getting a tattoo might actually hurt that much. You've never been able to handle pain very well so this should be interesting.
While he placed the stencil where you wanted to have it your eyes landed on his arms which were covered in tattoos. Right then you noticed that it weren't just his arms, also his hands, neck and the rest probably too. You couldn't even imagine how much that must have hurt. However, you still thought he looked hot. The ink seemed to compliment his caramel skin perfectly. You were so lost in thought that you didn't hear him asking if you were ready. It wasn't until he waved his hand in front of your face that you snapped out of it.
"Huh, what?"
He chuckled at your confused state as he asked if you were ready. You swallowed the lump in your throat before nodding. You'd never be ready for this so better to just get it over with.
"I'm gonna do the lining first. Just tell me if you want me to stop, okay?"
You nodded at his words as you felt the needle poking through your skin. You tried to remain as calm as possible as he started his work. Okay, this wasn't that bad.
"You're doing great so far. What's your name actually?" He asked, trying to get you as relaxed as possible.
"Y/N."
"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl."
You blushed at his cheeky words as you focused on anything but the pain. You didn't expect this guy to be so cheesy. He seemed so bad ass and dangerous, but maybe he was totally different. You watched him as he inked your skin, perfectly following the stencil. He looked so focused doing it and you couldn't stop yourself from checking him out. He looked really hot when he was focused. He seemed to notice you checking him out as a playful smirk spread across his face. He pulled back for a bit to give you a wink before continuing with his work. Not too long after that he was done. He wiped the tattoo before disinfecting it and giving you a mirror so you could check it out. You were amazed by how much you actually liked it.
"What do you think?" He asked as he rolled up his sleeves even further, patiently waiting for your answer.
"I love it, thank you so much."
You smiled at him but that soon faded when you saw the veins running down his arms. Fuck he looked hot. He caught you staring at him and raised his eyebrow, teasing you. He slowly made his way towards you, his eyes boring into yours as he stopped right in front of you. He tilted his head a bit as he tightly grabbed your hips, pulling you against him.
"Is there anything you want baby girl?"
You felt your knees wobbling at the nickname as a desperate whine left your lips. You've never wanted to fuck someone so badly. He moved one hand to rest in your neck as he crashed his lips against yours, passionately kissing you. You moaned at the feeling of his plump lips on yours as you were being pushed up against the wall. His hands roamed all over your body as his lips moved to kiss down your neck. You threw your head back against the wall as his fingers fumbled with the button of your jeans. He quickly slid them down before sliding his own jeans down as well. He moved his lips to your ear as he whispered,
"You've to be quiet baby, we don't want people walking in on us now do we?"
You nodded at his words as you wrapped your legs around your waist as he lifted you up. He pressed his lips to yours to muffle your moans as he entered you. Not giving you any time to adjust before picking up the pace. A desperate cry left your lips at the feeling of him filling you up as you dug your nails into his shoulders. He rested his face in the crook of your neck as his hips moved faster, increasing the pleasure.
"Ah that feels good." You moaned as quietly as you could.
He smirked at your words as he slowed down his thrusts, making you whine instantly.
"What's that baby, tell me what you want."
"Please fuck me daddy."
His eyes grew wide at your words before an evil smirk spread across his face. He never expected to like the nickname as much as he did, but maybe it was just different coming from you. He started thrusting even faster, making you moan out loudly. Neither of you cared about people hearing you at this point. All you wanted was to come undone as soon as possible. He had you whimpering against him as the pleasure became almost too much. You pressed your forehead against his collarbone as moan after moan escaped your lips. You were so ridiculously close.
Just a bit more and you'd reach your high. As if Namjoon could sense it he slammed into you even harder, making you cry out as you reached your high. Your orgasm washed over you, making your toes curl at the immense pleasure. It took him a few more thrusts before he came inside of you, filling you up as a low groan left his lips. Both of you panted as you stared each other in the eyes. That's definitely not how you expected this to go. He pecked your lips one more time before setting you down on the floor again as you both put your clothes back on.
"Euhm.. thanks for that. The tattoo and.. you know." You stumbled awkwardly, making him laugh.
"You're welcome Y/N. My real name is Namjoon by the way."
You nodded at his words as you turned around to leave. Only to be stopped by his hand grabbing your arm.
"Can I see you again? I'd like to take you out on a real date, if that's okay."
"I'd like that very much."
The two of you shared one last passionate kiss before you left the shop, after having paid for the tattoo of course. While at first you actually wanted to kill your friend for making you do this, now you were actually considering thanking. After all, if it weren't for her you would have never met Namjoon.
SUMMARY: You break up with your asshole boyfriend and of course go to your favorite shoulder do cry on - Namjoon - only today you want a little more than a comforting hug from him, feeling needy and all.
MASTERLIST
The tears burned when they rolled down you cold cheeks. It was so cold you thought they might turn into ice. Embarrassed to be crying in public, you throw you hood over your head in attempts of hiding your face.
You couldn’t stay in there though, not with him in there, not with what just happened. Arriving early from work you had already made plans in your head of how you would bake your boyfriends favorite desert to surprise him when he’d get home from work. Now you looked down at your hand all sticky from shoving your fist in the cake and throwing it at his face when he told you there was someone else. You felt so stupid.
Knowing that you weren’t gonna sleep at home tonight, you knew you needed to call a friend. Not your parents, they would be bothered by the drama and honestly you couldn’t take your father saying he was right about that punk all along. Going through your contacts you finally found Namjoon’s name in there. The person you always called, your best friend. He picked up fast as always with a soft what’s up.
“Sorry to bother you but can I come over?” You say, voice shaky as you try to compose yourself. You didn’t want him to hear your sniffles and worry him over the phone like that, but of course he picked up on your tone.
“Are you crying Y/N?” he shuffles behind the phone and you can picture him sitting up in worry. “Let me pick you up please,”
“No I’m close, I’ll be there soon.” you say quickly and hang up. It wasn’t a lie, you walked for about ten minutes before you were at his door. You had time to collect yourself but the second Namjoon opened the door to his apartment and you saw his soft-looking face you started to cry. He pulled you in for a hug in silence and you hung onto his waist, hiding your face in the crook of his arm. Right now you just needed someone to comfort you, no demands and no pushing. He was never judgmental and always reassuring when you were sad.
“Come on,” he lead you to the living room with his arm thrown around your shoulders and a soft smile. Your body was shaking against his because of the hysteric crying. “Calm down please,” he sounded worried as you sat down on the couch. His body was warm to cuddle up against and his firm hands held you and made you calmer. You sat like this, your body shaking against his embrace for a while in silence.
“Where are your parents?” you broke the silence, mumbling it into his arms.
“Vacation.” he whispered against your scalp as his head was resting on your head.
Nodding you closed your eyes listening to his heartbeat. You decided to just let it out.
“He’s been cheating on me-”
There. It was out and you could’ve sworn Namjoons heart skipped a beat.
“Are you kidding me?” he asked, trying to be calm but you could hear him curse silently. He pulled away from your hug and grabbed your arms that covered your face wet from the tears. He looked into your red puffy eyes. “Fuck- Who does he think he is, making you hurt like this?” he gritted through his teeth. “I’m sorry but what the fuck? Give me one reason why I shouldn’t go over there and punch that stupid ass grin off his face! That asshole should be lucky to have you!”
You bit your lip and studied Namjoons face. You could tell he was genuinely upset, his vein in his forehead popping and his jaw clenching. Suddenly he stood up after you forgot to answer him when he asked if he shouldn’t just go and punch the guy.
“Stop,” you pin him with a look and grab his arm.
“He cheated on you?” his face showed an expression of confusion, not dropping it yet.
“It’s okay, leave it. He’s trash.” you sigh and try to pull Namjoon down to sit next to you again by the arm. He plunged down on the couch and grunted. You just needed comfort and Namjoon was your therapy. At that moment you realized what you needed, a distraction. That’s what you used Namjoon for, on friendly terms. Tonight was different though, because you couldn’t deny how sexy he looked when he got pissed.
You let your hand wrap at the back of his neck and play with his hair, massaging his scalp with your nails. Namjoon sighed at the soothing feeling. His eyes were closed and his lips where parted and looking more inviting then they had ever. You feel the urge to lick at his bottom lip but a voice tells you not to overstep the boundaries of friendship like this. Of course you ignored said voice and instead you pulled his head closer to yours by the neck and he opened his eyes, wincing in pain at your sudden pulling of the hair in the nape of his neck. His eyes dart open and meet your face, unfamiliarly close to yours. You lean forward to close the gap between yours and his mouth. The feeling of his plump lips against yours is too brief, your legs tingling at the contact.
“What are you-” Namjoon breaths, obviously taken aback at the sudden kiss. Instead of letting him finish his sentence or answering, you tilted your head to kiss him again deeper. This time desire takes over your body, his silky lips kissing you back and you suck at his bottom lip. “Y/N,” he tried to protest but it came out weak, almost as a sigh of pleasure. Your hand rubbed his neck and moved to the collar of his shirt to pull him against your body because close wasn’t close enough right now. Never had you desired Namjoon like this before, but this was exactly the distraction you needed right now. Your hands were all over him but his were still lying on his sides, not daring to caress or touch your body.
Namjoon wasn’t touching you but not for any reason suggesting that he didn’t want this. Oh he wanted this. He had thought and fantasized about it many times. Your lips on his, the noises you’d make or what you would like in bed. He knew he couldn’t let you go too far, he’d feel like he was using you when you were vulnerable. He knew he had to stop you, but he wanted to feel your wet hungry mouth on his for just a little longer.
“Wait, Wait-” Namjoon pulled away and licked his lips looking directly at you. Cheeks flushed and lips all swollen you looked so gorgeous. He had to remind himself that this wasn’t the way it should happen, if it even should in the first place. “I don’t want it to seem like I’m using you when you’re vulnerable.” you chuckled at his sweet words and for some reason him being such a gentleman just turned you on even more.
As a grown woman you could take your own decisions and what you knew right now is that you needed sex. You needed to get fucked. Namjoon was looking very fuckable this very night, his shirt falling off his left shoulder after you pulled him closer by the collar, revealing his collarbones. The sight just made you bite your lip. He gulped under your hungry gaze.
“Namjoon,” you sighed his name and pressed your thighs together for relief. “I need you to fuck the sad out of me.” You practically moaned into his neck and you placed a wet kiss behind his ear. Namjoon couldn’t believe your blunt honesty and a shiver went down his spine as he thought of fucking you. You climbed on top of his lap straddling his hips and continued to kiss his neck. “Please,” you whined and rolled your hips down on his, smirking because he was already hard.
At that moment Namjoon would break. He leaned his head towards you and caught your lips in a more aggressive kiss, his hands finally grasping your waist tightly. His lips parted and your tongues met, his exploring your mouth and sucking at it. The warm feeling of lust spreading in your stomach made you moan into his mouth. Namjoons hips rutted involuntarily against your ass from hearing you moan like that. Simply his kisses made you wet and you wondered why he affected you like this? Was it just today or was it Namjoon? Because you had never felt desire like this before.
Namjoon let his hands travel up your warm back under your tank top and unclasped your bra, taking it off underneath the tank top. He grabbed your hair and yanked it lightly as a sign for you to pull away from his mouth so he could look up at you. You lips were red from kissing and your hard nipples stood against the thin fabric of your tank top. Teasingly you rolled your hips against Namjoons crotch and he gasped. His expression showed his state of horny. His eyes were half hooded and the tip of his tongue stuck out the corner of his mouth.
His big warm hands rested on your sides and you put yours on top of them. Slowly you guided them towards your breasts and he let his thumbs brush against your nipples through the fabric. You whined softly and he pulled the shirt over your breasts in a swift movement. He took your nipple in to his mouth and rolled the other one between his fingers. Overwhelmed, you threw your back with your hands in his hair and moaned at the feeling of his tongue swirling around your sensitive nipple.
“Your moans make my cock twitch in my pants baby,” Namjoon moaned against your skin and you bit back a smile. He kissed between your breasts and looked up at your face and he thought your face morphed in pleasure was the hottest thing he had ever seen.
Noticing his intense gaze you lean down to bite at his bottom lip. He grunts into your mouth as you push down on his hard crotch.
“Enough,” he says loudly and rids his shirt. He can’t wait right now, the waiting is excruciating. Here you were, half naked on top of him and asking him to fuck you and he felt like he was gonna die from being so turned on. He needed to be inside you so bad.
You kissed him, a needy kiss with your lips pulling at his tongue and you whine into his mouth. He understands you’re eager and so is he.
“No time for foreplay Namjoon,” you pant against his lips when he tries to snake his hand inside your underwear. “Just fuck me.”
He doesn’t need to hear it twice and pulls off his pants, his dick standing into the air. You motion for him to get on his knees on the couch like you and you’re facing each other, kneeling on the couch with your tongue down each others throats. Grabbing his neck you spin around so your back is pressed against his front. With a pull on Namjoons neck you get in all fours, pulling him to lean over you and you push your ass against his dick. He hisses, grabs your waist and takes in the sight of you on all fours, your back arched for him. Your ass is on the air and he let’s his palm slide over the curve of your ass.
“You look so good like this,” He moans. Like he had pictured it so many times before. Not that he was gonna tell you about that.
“Shut up and just fuck me,” you pant, looking at him with a smirk. He smiles at you, grabbing his dick and letting the tip graze your entrance. You gasp and he smirks at the newfound power he has over you now when you were so needy.
“Namjoon-” you where gonna beg him to just fucking give it to you and so he does, interrupting you. His dick sinks inside you and you gasp at the feeling, so full. A tingle goes through your body and reaches your toes as the feeling of his dick hard inside you. Namjoon daydreamed of this moment so long but now that he finally was inside your wet and tight pussy he didn’t know how he was gonna handle it. How was he supposed to not cum within three seconds when you felt this fucking good?
“Jesus,” he hissed and threw his head back. Any sounds he made just turned you on and you really felt it at the pit of your stomach when he’d moan or gasp. Knowing it was you who did that to him got you so fucking hot.
Namjoon started moving his hips, watching his cock slowly disappearing inside you and not believing how hot this was. You bit your lip and braced yourself against the couch.
“Baby, you feel amazing,” Namjoon moans and starts to pick up a slightly faster pace. His dick stretched your walls deliciously but it wasn’t enough, you wanted more and faster and harder.
Almost as if he could read your mind he grabbed your hips and started slamming into you harsher and faster, the sudden switch-up having you moan loudly and cursing at the instant pleasure. Namjoon grits his teeth and throws his head back, his hips slamming into yours. His big hand swings at your ass and you gasp at the sharp pain if his smack. You can practically visualize the hand print on your ass that’s bouncing on his dick. Namjoon chuckled out of breath.
Namjoon leaned forward to kiss at the back of your neck and down on you shoulders, still pounding into you, his body pressed tightly against his. He tongues your neck and takes your earlobe between his teeth. The pleasure is coming from all angles and you didn’t know how to handle it. Your hand went to grab Namjoons hair and you pushed ass back to meet his thrusts mid-way. He moaned at the sensation as you clenched your pussy around him.
Pleasure gathered in the pit of your stomach and you made sure to tell him how good he made you feel. Boosting his ego was a good idea because it made him want to fuck you even better and harder, exactly what you wanted! Namjoons hands roamed over your waist, feeling your warm skin and sending shivers all over your body as he kneaded your ass. Your toes curled and every thrust with his hips had his dick grazing your g-spot. His hand grabbed your shoulder for steady support as he continued to fuck you.
“I’m gonna cum,” You gasp and hearing you say that had his dick twitching and his eyes rolling at the back of his head. His head fell to hang low and with every thrust came a grunt, your noises filling up the room. Every thrust most sloppy and eager for release. His hand reached to your front and he pressed his thumb against your clit and rubbing circles, causing your whole body to squirm and you moaned his name. Your pussy clenched around his dick as you felt yóur orgasm travel trough your body, First at the pit of your stomach and then the tingling sensation traveled down your legs and had you moaning his name over and over through your orgasm.
“Baby- Fuck,” Namjoon moans. Your walls clenching around him and your voice calling his name so sweetly is what set Namjoon over the edge and soon he was choking on his on moans and coming inside you.
You slumped down on the couch just like that and Namjoon took a minute to collect himself before getting up to give you a towel. You sit up and you and Namjoon look at each other in silence. You’re both still naked, he’s pulling his boxers on and you both start laughing out of nowhere. You were best friends who just fucked and on top of it, the sex was amazing. What the hell could you do except laugh?
“That was,-” Namjoon starts.
“-Amazing?” You suggest and he laughs shaking his head. “Thanks,” you say softly. He knows you don’t just mean it for the sex but for the support. Namjoon snickers.
→ Summary: When y/n is desperately trying to get some last-minute studying done, Namjoon thinks it will be a good idea to be the perfect distraction.
→ WARNINGS: SMUT
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"Okay so who is Thespis?" Namjoon said looking down at the blue colored flashcard.
"Um, he was........." y/n trailed, trying her hardest to think of who the hell this dude was.
"He's uh what?" Namjoon raised his brow behind his glasses. They hung off the bridge of his nose, making him look adorably sexy. Only Namjoon could pull this look off.
"Can you stop daydreaming and answer the question-Correctly this time" Namjoon huffed in frustration.
"Joon, I think I just need a break, my brain is fried"
"No, you just don't want to study, the answer is: he was the father of Greek tragedy, and you call yourself a theatre major." Shaking his head, he put down the note cards, stood up, and left. Leaving Y/n to think of how much of a disappointment she was. She also felt awful because Namjoon did not have to help her, but he took time out of his day to help her study. That isn't really in the boyfriend handbook-Not that there should be a handbook to relationships. If anything, her and Namjoon were doing this whole dating thing all wrong. Her relationship with Namjoon was just that; her and Namjoon. They made it their goal to let everyone know so when they tried to add their own personal input into they're relationship. That’s why she loves him so much. He made it his goal to shelter their relationship from the rest of the world. IN that it blossomed into something much deeper. She couldn't really describe to her friends and family that she was so full of love for a man she met 3 years ago, and in that they've only dated for 1 of those years, and it took them half of that year to tell people that they were together.
"Get up" Namjoon snapped her out of her reminiscent thoughts.
"Wae?"
"Because I found a new way to help you study" Namjoon smiled. Y/n couldn't help but wonder why his smile held so much hidden meaning.
"Go to the bedroom and bring your textbook please" Namjoon said patiently.
"gwaenchanh-a" following Namjoon's instructions, y/n sat on the edge of the bed they both shared.
Walking in and seeing Y/n on the edge of the bed made Namjoon smile, she honestly had no idea of what she was getting herself into, yet she did it with the blind faith. He was going to wreck her.
"Take off your pants"
"What?" she raised a perfect brow.
"I said 'take off your pants'" nodding her head slowly she took them off and looked up at him with mock innocence.
"Wow, I didn't expect you to actually do it." Joon laughed scratching the back of his head nervously.
"Oh, Namjoon I just about always want to take off my pants when I'm with you" Y/N smiled coyly and observed blushing Namjoon.
"You act like you can't understand Korean sometimes. nevertheless, let’s begin: Who is the father of Greek Tragedy?"
"Aeschylus!"
"Good, take off your underwear" Namjoon had this heated flare in his eyes that made y/n squirm as she removed the flimsy piece of lingerie, it barely covered anything which was one of the reasons why she wore it.
"Which playwright wrote a dollhouse?"
"Ibsen, the Norwegian playwright"
"Correct" Namjoon smiled at the extra information. Taking the leap, he wanted to reward her with his fingers.
"Spread em" Joon husked out. y/n never opened her legs so quickly. She found this answer reward system amazing and she didn't want to find out what would happen if
she got the question wrong. Namjoon walked over to her and placed his hand on the inside of her soft thighs, and gently caressed the heat of her warm flesh. It wasn't enough for y/n she wanted Namjoon to touch her where she needed it the most. She was almost ready to beg him, she never begs. Namjoon is always more than happy to please her at her immediate call.
"namjoon please" y/n choked out. Without warning Namjoon thrusted two fingers in her warm heat at a relentless speed causing her eyes to roll back in ecstasy. The pace he was going at she'd cum soon and he knew that yet her kept the pace loving her moans of pleasure that left lips. Still this wasn't enough, he needed more! he wanted her to scream. So, he removed his fingers causing a whimper to leave y/n lips making Namjoon chuckle.
"Hush and take what I’m giving you” In a swift motion Namjoon hooked her left leg around his neck bringing y/n's body closer to his mouth.
"How many plays did shakesphere write?" Namjoon said while looking up at y/n between her legs. y/n was always turned on at the sight of Namjoon kneeling between her legs like this. He looks so hot and needy whenever he wanted to eat her out. It was something she never understood at times; his fascination with her heat. Nevertheless, she had to dig deep through her brain for this last question. She knows Shakesphere had 154 sonnets. She couldn’t concentrate with the feeling of Joons labored breathe fanning her thighs, but she wanted to feel Namjoons mouth on her so bad.
"You have 5 seconds and then we are moving on to the next question"
"Oh! um he wrote 37 plays"
"Correct" Namjoon went straight to the point and latched his mouth to her clit, creating a suction rhythm making her scream in pleasure and relief.
"Just like that Joon ah-fu*k"
After the abusing of her clit Namjoon began to lick strips up and down her sex swirling his tongue when he passed through her entrance. Y/n's body shook in pleasure at the pure feeling of euphoria that Namjoon was making her feel. He always knew how to make her loose it. Just when she thought this feeling could never end Namjoon came to a halt causing her to whimper as she saw him rise from. his position. She watched him expectantly as he got on the bed and lied down in the center of the bed.
"come here" he rasped out. fu*k his voice was so deep and husky she thought. Y/n scooted herself near Joon only for him to grip her waist and place her on his lap. Y/n let out a moan when she felt how hard Namjoon was through his jeans. For a minute it looked like Namjoon completely forgot the little game he was playing and he grinded up letting his head fall back into the pillows in ecstasy.
"sh't your pu88y is so warm, I bet you just want to be filled with my cock huh?"
"Please Namjoon I need you cock please" y/n begged putting all pride aside.
"Soon baby, answer this last question for me and we can fu'ck"
"Okay" she nodded
"What are the three themes Shakesphere focused on in all of his plays"
"Tragedy, Comedy, and History" y/n new it was the correct and didn't even wait for Namjoons approval, she knew this is what he wanted all along, for her to lose her sh't. He got his wish, y/n started to unbuckle his belt, then unbuttoned his pant.
"Take off your shirt" Namjoon obeyed with a frustrated moan. y/n than patted Joons legs in signal for him to raise his hips as she pulled down his pants, throwing them off the bed. crawling in between Namjoons legs she gripped his clothed cock applying pressure to the head of his leaking tip.
"oh, fu'ck" he cried out in pleasure. She let her eyes trail down his glistening chest rising up and down with each breathe he took admiring his beautiful golden skin. Not wanting to waste another minute y/n pulled down Joons briefs, pulled out Joons hard cock and began to suck. She swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock before opening her mouth wider to take him fully. Namjoon's moans of pleasure gave her more confidence to take him in all the way making sure his cock hit the back for her throat. She struggled for a moment to catch her breathe when Namjoon gripped her hair and thrusted up into her mouth.
"Yeah, that’s it take my cock"
Y/n finally came back up for air, pumping his cock. "where do you want me?" Namjoon moaned softly at the request before answering with, "I want you to sit on my face"
Eager to obey Namjoons request y/n makes her way up and places right leg over his face while gripping the headboard.
"mhmm, you're glistening, you should see yourself right now-" without another word Namjoon grips your hips and pushes you down on his mouth. y/n's whole body laxed in pleasure and her hips began to grind on his tongue. She couldn’t even think a coherent thought as Namjoon ate her out. Not wanting the pleasure to be one sided y/n reached behind her back and began to pump Joons cock, he began to moan in her pu88y causing y/n to scream out in pleasure.
"I can't take it anymore" she whimpered out, "I'm going to cum"
"Cum" Namjoon growled out and plunged two of his fingers into her pu88y. He began pumping in and out at a relentless pace. y/n cried out his name as her vision flashed white and her body shook at the pleasure of her orgasm. Namjoon let her ride out her orgasm before he unwrapped her legs from his face and placed her underneath his body.
Seeing y/n like this under him looking fu'ked out, made his heart swell to know he was the man who put that there. Caressing y/n's face Namjoon took y/ns bottom lip into his mouth and gently nibbled till she was a moaning mess. Fully taking her lips, Namjooon began to passionately kiss y/n. His tongue licked the bottom of her lip asking for entrance into her mouth. She quickly opened and moaned when his tongue tangled with her own, both fighting for dominance but Joon took him being on top to his advantage and began to grind his cock on her slick entrance. Y/n gasped giving Joon the upper hand allowing him to dominate her mouth. Pulling away with one last peck on her lips, Namjoon positioned himself at her entrance. Looking up at her for approval, y/n nodded her head and he began to slide in her heat. Y/n gripped Namjoons arm as she felt herself being filled with his cock. Namjoon moaned softly at the grip her pu88y had on his thick cock, with his brows furrowed he let his head fall back in pleasure as he let out another moan.
"you’re so tight baby, you're practically milking my cock, fu'k it feels so good-so good"
"you can move" Y/n gasped out.
Namjoon started out at a slow grind, gripping your hips with each thrust. He lowered his needy mouth and he took in one nipple in his mouth and began to suck and nibble on it roughly. At this point y/n was moaning loudly with every thrust. She sunk her nails into Joons back, screaming out when he began to hit her g-spot mercilessly. All you could hear were the slaps of their skin and both of their moans of pleasure.
"That's it baby, milk my cock, gosh you fu'k me so good" Namjoon whispered in her ear.
"Namjoon-"
"Mhmm, you love taking my cock like this, you loved being pounded in” he groaned quickening his pace.
"Tell me how much you want it mhm, tell me how much you want me to make you cum" he growled in her ear. With each thrust he pulled out all the way out before slamming into her tight pu88y.
"please let me cum"
"I don't think you want to come that bad huh sweetheart?"
"No, please Namjoon I want to cum all over your cock" y/n moaned out.
"Cum with me" Namjoon groaned. The closer Namjoon got the sloppier his thrust became.
"I'm cumming" y/n whimpered
"That's it baby girl cum on my cock" Namjoons face contorted in beautiful pleasure as y/n reached her orgasm causing her pu88y to clench around him bringing him to his orgasm. Y/n and Namjoon both riding out they’re highs caused Namjoon to whimper at the overstimulation of his cock being in her warm pu88y. He pulled out slowly and watched his cum leak out of her. It was such a beautiful sight.
"you look so good filled with my cum"
"mhmm" y/n slide her hand down her chest and to her cum filled sex, rubbing herself while Namjoon watched. It was such an erotic action that Namjoon could feel his cock stirring up again. He then took her hand away from her pu88y and brought it up to her mouth for her to taste. Y/n looked up at Namjoon as she licked her fingers wanting to drive him crazy. He growled at the action and ripped her hand from her mouth replacing it with his mouth, he began to kiss her roughly. Bruising her lips with his teeth and invading her mouth with his tongue. Pulling away Namjoon kissed his way down her neck and made a trail that led to her swollen nipples.
"I love you y/n"
"I love you too Joonie" He looked up at her with a soft expression, and smiled.
"This probably didn't help you study much" he laughed blushing.
"Not at all" she laughed.
"I'll be right back" he smiled getting up and walking over to the bathroom. y/n smiled as she watched his perky ass on his way there.
"You know I can see you staring at my ass in the mirror." He laughed.
"I'm just admiring what’s mine" this cut off his laughter as he looked up at her through the mirror in a heated gaze.
"I want you again" He bit his lip and groaned softly.
"I have to study" she giggled.
"oh now you have to study?"
"well maybe after round two"
Namjoon walked back out with a wet towel to wipe of the mess made in her thighs, "You sure you're ready?" He smiled warmly at her, caressing her sensitive pu88y.
“Fuck why is this so high up” You cursed under your breath trying to reach a book you really needed, standing on your tippy toes while on a small step stool you tried your best to reach the book. “Stupid ass arms, grow!” you growled at yourself for not being very tall, your arms were fairly long but not long enough apparently.
One bad thing about going to a co-species university was that the library was far larger than any other and because of certain hybrids they could just fly up or jump up to grab something up too high, the librarians were suppose to help with it but you were out of luck when searching for one to help you, usually owl hybrids were the ones in the library but today it seemed like it was completely void of all help.
Deciding to just jump a little your fingers touched the book, “Almost there!” you squeaked as you jumped again, grabbing the corner of the book you pulled it out but as you did the stood seemed to wobble unsteadily. “Shit!” you cursed as you felt yourself fall backwards, though you realized someone had caught you fairly quickly. Looking at the person who’d caught you your eyes widened a bit, he looked like some dark prince straight out of one of your crappy romance novels.
The dimples on his cheeks mesmerized you, the man smirked at your surprise. “You alright?” he asked, his deep voice seeming to vibrate through your body, nodding you clutched the book tightly to your chest. “You should just ask for help next time instead of jumping like a frog on a broken step stool” he chuckled.
“Broken..?” you asked, looking down at the stool that indeed had a crack in the leg, though you weren’t sure if that was before or after you had jumped on it. Clearing your throat lightly you felt his arms tighten a little around you as he held you princess style, your face flushed red in embarrassment.
“My name’s Namjoon, I’m a librarian here by the way” he said staring at you with sky blue eyes, taking in his looks you noticed his hair was a grape purple. “Beautiful” you muttered without thinking, the contrast of his purple hair and blue eyes was indeed beautiful. He chuckled, “what was that?”.
You blinked a few times and clutched the book even tighter, “I’m Y/N”. Namjoon nodded, “I know I see you in here often, I’ve rang you through a few times too”. Your brows furrowed, surely you would’ve remembered him, though you don’t recall ever looking at the librarians or clerks often enough to remember faces. “O-Oh” you squeaked, “Namjoon?”.
His eyes seemed to just burn into you as he kept staring, “Yes Y/N?”. You looked away from his gaze with a flushed face, “Mind letting me down?”. Looking back at him you noticed his expression had dropped and his cheeks burned bright red, he hurriedly set you down, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to just hold you like that I mean I just..I’m sorry” he fumbled on his own words as he no longer made eye contact, running his hand through his hair nervously.
You giggled at how quickly he became a fumbling mess, it was adorable. “It’s fine it’s fine, anyways thank you for catching me, you’re pretty strong”. Taking the chance to look over his physique you noticed he was much taller than you and well built. “Ah no problem, I’m not that strong” he mumbled.
You glanced at his face again this time noticing something you hadn’t before, horns.
Decent sized horns sprouting from his head that curved backwards only to curve up and around, they were black as night with flecks of purple embedded in them. He noticed you staring and covered his head with his hands, moving them away you saw they were gone.
“Where did they go?” you asked, making eye contact with him again. He looked away and back at you, “I just, I don’t want to scare you is all. People think my horns are creepy” he said in a weak voice.
Him scary? Creepy? Okay maybe you could understand if someone saw him just holding you and staring at you it would make sense to get creep vibes but from such pretty horns?
“I thought they were pretty” you said with a straight face, Namjoon’s expression seemed one of confusion. Like he was trying to tell if you were joking or not.
“Really?”
You nodded, “Really”.
He smiled and looked down, shuffling his feet a bit. “No one has ever called them pretty, maybe my grandma and mom but...no one else”.
He looked up at you and felt a warmth in his chest grow, taking in your beauty as you just stared at him with one of his favorite books clutched to your chest. You looked ethereal, the first time he had seen you in he felt his reality shift. You had messy hair and a onesie on as you scurried about like a chicken with it’s head cut off gathering books. Ever since then he could always tell when you were near, though he also realized you were human. Not odd since the university accepted people of all kinds but the pull he had to be near you, to be with you was odd.
He watched as the corners of your mouth turned up into a smile, “Well I like them, there’s no need to hide them from me”. His heart skipped a beat, “Do you want to get a coffee?” he blurted out on impulse.
You blinked a few times, not expecting that but nodded furiously, “I would love to” you answered back quickly.
There was a silence, Namjoon coughed, “How about now?”.
You nodded again, “I’m not busy just let me check this book out first”.
Namjoon smiled, “Alright cool, I’m done with my shift here as of- glancing to his watch- two minutes ago”.
“I’ll walk with you to check it out if you don’t mind?” he asked as you started to walk to the center of the library, “I don’t mind”.
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The cafe was small and cozy, you had ordered a weird combination of things to be placed in a latte, he had ordered a hot chocolate with hazelnut and pumpkin spice. He had also paid for you both much to your refusal to let him pay, he just laughed and handed the clerk his card.
Now here you were, with the mysterious librarian who had caught you when you fell and you were both silent.
Sipping on your drink you glanced out the window nervously.
“So..Y/N..what’s your major?” he asked as he sipped his own drink.
“I’m going to become a teacher...not sure what kind but I’m thinking literature professor” a small smile graced your lips as you thought about your possible future being a professor.
“Really? I could see you being a professor, it suits you” he said with a big grin, his dimples blossoming on his cheeks.
“Is that so? What about you? What’s your major?”.
“I want to be a philosophy professor” the grin never left his face, you felt your heart beat a little faster. He just seemed to keep getting more and more perfect, “That suits you too well”.
Chuckling he nodded, “I get that alot, so tell me more about yourself if you don’t mind”.
“Well, I’ll be upfront and honest. I like you Namjoon, if you want to still get to know me after I’ve just said this then I’ll tell you anything you want to know”. You braced yourself for rejection, after realizing you obviously felt attracted to him you had gone through a number of scenarios all which seemed to led badly. So to shorten the pain you chose to just put it out there and get it over with.
Namjoon felt his face burn up, he hadn’t expected you to be so forward let alone feel the same way he did. He took a drink gulp of his drink which went down the wrong tube, making him cough furiously.
You quickly jumped up and out of your seat rushing to him patting his back, you weren’t sure what to do in this situation. You watched as he coughed, one cough was much harder and louder when you saw flames.
The short spurts of flames kept appearing the more he coughed, a waiter noticed and brought him some water, taking over rubbing his back for him. “Drink the water it’ll help” he said to the panicked man.
Namjoon quickly downed the cup and took a deep breathe, small coughs here and there but no flames. The waiter left once he seemed fine and you went to grab your things and leave, the embarrassment eating you alive.
Just as you were passing Namjoon to get to the door he grabbed your arm, “Wait Y/N!” he said in a raspy voice, letting go of your arm. “Did you mean that?”.
You contemplated on what you should do, run or explain. Run.
Or explain.
Giving him a nod you felt your body being turned around, though you didn’t have time to process what was happening before a warm sensation was on your mouth.
Your mind felt fuzzy and clouded as you tried to think of what was happening, Namjoon’s arms wrapped around you as he moved his lips against yours.
A kiss.
He was kissing you.
You felt your form relax in his arms, closing your eyes and kissing back. The return made him smile into the kiss, pulling away to look at you. You had opened your eyes when he pulled away, though he noticed your eyes were glazed over, you looked dazed.
“I’m sorry, I just. I didn’t think you’d feel the same way about me” he said, his arms dropping from you.
“It’s fine, so you like me?”.
“I do”.
“Still want to know more about me?”
Namjoon nodded, “Always”.
“Alright”.
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It had been two months since you first ran into Namjoon, more like fell into but regardless.
You had spent hours talking about things you both do and things you both wanted or needed to know, you had learned many things about him. One of which was that he’s a dragon, more along the lines of a dragon hybrid since his dad was human and mom was a dragon.
Though you also wanted to ask about sexual fantasies you were too nervous to ask and it seemed too soon, he had stopped hiding his horns at first only when with you but recently he no longer hid them at all.
Smiling to yourself you started wondering what he would be like in bed, biting your lip you let your thoughts further, thinking about if his dick was larger than usual since he’s part dragon. Licking your lips you giggled, what if he was submissive? There’s no way he’d be a sub right? A switch maybe, you felt your clit throb slightly at the thought of him entering you, his horns sparkling in the dim light as he smirked pounding into you roughly.
Maybe he’d be into dirty talk?
A hand waved over your face startling you.
“Babe you’re drooling what were you doing?” Namjoon asked as he sad down next to you wrapping his arm around you. You looked up at him with lust filled eyes as you giggled a little, “Nothing, I missed you” leaning in you gave him a peck on the lips. He kissed you back and smiled, “I missed you too Y/N”.
“So how’s your day been Joonie?” you asked leaning your head on him.
“It’s been alright, better now that I’ve got you with me. Though I’ve got some news”.
You hated when someone said they had news, it was usually bad, anxiety prickled at your senses. “Oh?”.
Looking up at him you searched his face for any signs of it being bad news, though what you saw was a flushed face and him smiling at you.
“I uh..I don’t know how to say this without being weird” he laughed, you sat up and gave him the glare he hated, “Fine fine, so I’m going into heat...in a few days..I didn’t think I would since it usually isn’t for a few more months but my doctor said it could be because I’ve found a mate..”.
You looked at him curiously, “Wait dragons go into heat? That seems like something only dogs, cats, etc go into?”. He shook his head, “We have cycles too, it happens once in awhile usually around spring or certain moon phases. Mine just came earlier since my body is changing according to me finding you I guess”.
“So I’m your mate?”
He nodded
“Wait so is it like when wolves imprint or anything? Is it forever or just temporary?”.
“It’s exactly like those cliche stories you read, one mate for life, I mean technically if you were to leave me I could possibly love another and live a life with them but I’d never have the same pull or connection. Essentially you’re my ideal pairing”.
“I see, so when is your heat going to start again? Do you turn into a dragon? What happens?”
He raised a brow at you, “You don’t need to know because you won’t be around me during my heat, it’s dangerous for a human and I don’t want to hurt you”.
You bit your lip, “Hurt me? How?”.
Namjoon noticed you bite your lip, his gaze lingered on the action. Taking a deep breath he exhaled slowly, the scent of your arousal just now hitting him. He hadn’t noticed before but now it was evident.
“You really want to know?” he asked back in a much deeper voice, you felt a tingle travel up your spine, “Yeah”.
He smirked, “Because baby, when I go into heat I’ll be consumed by raw hormones. All I’ll be thinking about is fucking you til you can’t walk and filling you with my cum, marking you so everyone knows who you belong to. Though I can’t control my strength well as is, I don’t want to lose control even more so with you.” he bit his lip as he took in your fucked out expression, you were biting your lip hard. Leaning in he kissed you roughly before pulling away, “Besides baby girl, I don’t know that you could take my cock”.
You let out a whine at his words, feeling your panties dampen, your insides felt like they were on fire. “Jooniee…” you whined as you clung to his shirt. “What about before your heat hits?”.
Namjoon gripped you tightly, pulling away slightly realizing where you both were. Sitting in the library talking about fucking was not going to look good should one of his supervisors come around, not to mention the hybrids who have excellent hearing could most likely hear everything. The scent around you both smelt like pure lust, you smelt like you needed him. Needed his cock.
“I don’t want to hurt you” he groaned as your hand found his thigh, moving slowly up, “Joonie you won’t hurt me” you said leaning in to kiss his neck.
He felt himself harden even more, his cock throbbed with need to be inside you, “Fuck, my place or yours?”.
You smiled into his neck, licking and biting, “Yours”.
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Namjoon slammed his door shut and locked it as he picked you up and pushed you against the nearest wall, kissing you roughly while biting at you lips. Moaning into his mouth you felt him rub his hard member against your soaked core, the two months you had been dating neither of you had done anything besides slight dry humping and kissing, he grabbed your boobs here and there but always pulled back.
“Fuck you’re so wet” he growled out as he sucked on your neck, marking you as his. Whining in response you pulled his hair slightly, “Fuck me Joon”.
He started grinding against your pussy even harder, moaning at your demand. “Babe you know I can’t”.
“Please Namjoon please” you begged as you felt your eyes water, you felt like you’d explode.
He carried you into his room, setting you down on the bed, kissing all over your body. “I can’t”.
Furrowing your brows in annoyance you whimpered, “I need you baby, I need your cock inside me..please”. You watched as his expression was mixed with pain and lust, laying back on your elbows legs spread you took your skirt off exposing your soaked panties to him. Crawling over you he towered above you, staring at you intently.
“I’ll eat you out, I’ll finger you, but I don’t want to hurt you with my cock”.
You trailed your hand down his chest and started unbuttoning his shirt, “I’ll take whatever you give me joonie”.
He exhaled, finally feeling freed from you asking him to fuck you. You made quick work of his shirt and threw your own off along with your bra, glancing down at the very large bulge in his pants you slid down a bit and cupped him, he let out a moan and ground into your hand.
“So big” you moaned, unbuckling his belt and going to unzip his pants but before you could he stopped you. “I just want to see it joon, can’t I?”.
He chuckled, “Fine, maybe then you’ll understand”. He took his pants off quickly, tossing his underwear off. Hearing you gasp was expected, “Now do you see why we can’t have sex?”.
He looked at you but you were practically drooling as you stared at his member hanging there, he took the moment to stare at your breasts. Perfect just like everything else about you, his gaze trailed to your swollen lips and teary eyes. You glanced up at him and got off the bed, he looked at you worried that you were leaving. Though his expression darkened quickly when he realized you were kneeling at the edge of the bed, “Sit on the edge Joon”.
He chuckled and did just that, “Don’t hurt yourself”.
You smirked as you grasped his cock with one hand and gave it a few pumps, he was huge, though you were pretty sure you could fit it. The vagina is made to stretch for a child, so it should technically be able to work. Not only was he thick but he was long too, pre cum leaking from the tip. You gave him a gentle lick up from his base to the tip, lapping up the pre cum.
Namjoon moaned as his fists gripped the bed sheets, “fuck Y/N that feels so good”. You continued licking him paying attention to the underside of the head, testing the waters a bit you took the head into your mouth and started taking more of him. Your mouth was stuffed and you hadn’t even gotten half of him in, pulling off of him you repeated it.
His moans and growls only fueled you more, bobbing up and down on what you could take your tongue swiped furiously on the underside as you did. “Fuck baby girl your sucking my cock so well” he moaned out, staring down at your small frame and small mouth stuffed with his cock.
He brushed the hair out of your face and wiped a tear that fell from your eyes as you tried taking him further, “Hey babe don’t force yourself”.
Pulling off of him you straddled him taking him by surprise, “I love you Joon”. He placed his hands on your hips and pulled you closer kissing you gently, “I love you too Y/N, now let me eat that pussy”. Giggling you laid down on the bed and pulled your panties off tossing them at his face, he laughed as he laid down between your thighs.” You smell so fucking good, I’m sure all the hybrids could smell you on campus”.
Blushing you felt your pussy twitch in anticipation, “So needy” he said, his mouth finally coming down on your cunt. He licked and sucked teasingly before moving to spread your legs farther apart, once satisfied with your spread he hooked his arm under your thighs and lifted your legs over his shoulders as he licked at your clit.
Moaning out loudly you jerked your hips upwards, the vibrating sensation of him chuckling into your core made you moan even more, “Fuck Joon”.
He continued to attack your clit, swirling his tongue around it, suddenly he brought a finger to your soaked opening, pushing in slowly, you cried out in pleasure as he started thrusting his finger in and out of you roughly while sucking on your clit.
You felt your abdomen knot up, you felt like you were on fire as he added another finger, curling them upwards before lightly biting your clit. “Ahhh fuck fuck nnnnnnggh Joon” you moaned out. Your thighs began to shake signaling your release as he deepened his thrusts even more, moving your hips to meet his thrusts you felt the knot release from within you as your thighs cramped up and twitched. Namjoon kept fingering you as he gave your clit another lick, “too much too much fuck I’m so sensitive”.
He chuckled as he withdrew his fingers now covered in a creamy substance, “So, you cream instead of squirt?”. Bringing his finger to his mouth he sucked your release off, you moaned up at him panting, “Can we try?”.
He licked his lips, leaning over you, “We can try”.
You kissed him roughly as he lined his massive member with your still twitching core, “Tell me if it hurts” he said before going to suck on your collar bone and biting your chest, you felt the tip push in. The stretch wasn’t pleasant but it wasn’t bad.
Moaning you felt him push more inside, causing you to wince at the stretch, “ahhh” you whined out. He stopped pushing and stilled inside you, only three inches or so being inside, “You take me so well baby I’m so proud of my baby girl”.
Moving your hips back at him you felt him tense up, letting out a groan. “You’re so fucking tight, don’t move like that or I’ll cum right away”. Moaning you continued to move your hips on your own, fucking yourself on what was inside of you, your walls tingled with pleasure as the fire ignited again inside you.
He started shallowly thrusting only pushing in what you had taken earlier, “Your pussy feels so fucking good” he moaned out, hands gripping your hips now.
The pain was gone, replaced with pure pleasure, you moved your legs so that one was over his shoulder, causing him to slip deeper inside. You let out a loud whiney moan as he did so, he pulled out worried he hurt you, “Are you okay?”, you whined in response. “Put it back inside, it feels so good”.
Namjoon lined himself back up and pushed in deeper this time, your walls twitched and clenched around his member making him growl. Bringing his thumb down he started rubbing your clit, “Ah fuck fuck me Joon fuck me” you cried out. He started thrusting in slowly before picking up the speed, you felt so full, everytime he pulled out slightly it felt like he was taking something with him.
Luckily some of your release served as lubricant so he slid fairly easy in and out, thrusting into you he placed his hands on either side of your head, sweat dripped down his face as he neared his own high.
You started meeting his thrusts, making him grunt, Namjoon started pounding into you. Your squeaks and moans making his cock twitch, he looked down at you thoroughly fucked out with your eyes rolling back into your head and drool dripping down your chin. His entire girth and length still wasn’t fully inside but he resisted shoving it all inside you.
You felt your legs twitch again, walls clenching down tightly on his member making it hard for him to move, he buried his face into your neck as he bit down before continuing thrusting inside your hot wet cunt.
“I-I’m going to c-cum” you moaned out, he brought his thumb back to your clit rubbing circles into it roughly to give you the release you wanted.
“I’m going to cum too” he grunted as his hips started shaking, giving you quick deep thrusts, “Cum inside me” you moaned out, walls convulsing around him.
You felt the knot unravel again as you met his thrusts making more of him hit inside you, you felt yourself explode on his cock, the over stimulation from him still rubbing your clit making your walls twitch around him as he chased his own high. He thrusted in rougher and slower before pushing slightly deeper and finally releasing inside you, his cum overflowing out of you. His hips jerked inside you a few more times before he started to soften inside you.
Panting you both tried catching your breaths.
“F-fuck, I told you I could take it” you laughed in a raspy voice, wincing as he pulled out of you slowly. Namjoon watched as your gaping hole twitched around nothing while his cum flooded out of you. “You did great baby, did it hurt?”.
“A little at first but after that it felt amazing, you’re so big Joon”.
He chuckled as he got up to grab a damp towel, bringing it back and cleaning you off gently. You hissed at the over sensitivity as he wiped over your clit with the towel, “Can I help with your heat?”.
After he cleaned you up he threw the towel into a basket and laid one out beneath you to soak the spilled cum up from the bed, “Nope”.
Pouting you glared at him, “Why not?”. He chuckled, “You’re so sexy babe, maybe next time but I don’t want to lose control”.
“We just need to have sex more, if I can take all of you it should be okay right?”.
He hummed in response, “You’re addicted to my cock now aren’t you?”. Blushing you curled into his chest, “I love it and you, I just like feeling you inside me”.
You felt him laugh as he wrapped his arms around you, “We’ll see how you feel in a little bit once you’ve calmed down a little”.
Yawning you nodded, “Alright Joonie”, sleep quickly taking over you.
Namjoon kissed your head as he let himself fall asleep as well holding you tightly against his chest.
hello! i wanted to ask if you or anyone knows the name of a jimin ft jungkook fic? it’s basically about jimin being a fuckboy and the reader trying to give him a taste of his own medicine with the help of her friends who were also heartbroken by jimin. Thank you!
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x-momochi-x asked:
Hey. I need a little help. If anyone of you or your follows can help me it would be nice. I’m looking for a fanfiction I read in June but I’ve had no luck. It was a jhope x taehyung x reader I believe, and it was about vampires. I thought the name was Crimson Killers or something like that. But anyways it was like that. I would really like it if I could get some help. If any of your follows know please pm me. Thank you~
anonymous asked:
Hello! Do anyone knows a strawberry farmer V’s fic where the reader is a seller at the farmers’ market and good friends with V since young and he always ask her out so they have a deal to got to his farm and he got to eat her out I believe? If anyone knows this kindly reply! Thank you!!! 🙌
anonymous asked:
Bts Jimin, Jungkook or Suga scenario to you trying to commit suicide after break up(Like cutting yourself)
anonymous asked:
Hello admins, can you help me find this fic abt female reader is friend with yoonji. oc had a crush on jimin and hes a jerk. yoongi is in it too, his role is older twin of yoonji. sorry for my bad english >< please help find this
anonymous asked:
hi i’m looking for this bts jin scenario where rap monster lend him some pornographic cds and he fell in love with one of those girls and they actually ended up with each other. thank youu!
anonymous asked:
I’ve been banging my head repeatedly against the table edge for the past week over a fic and I was hoping you could help me? It’s a fic about Jimin and the oc is a mom and they meet up again at a highschool reunion and he’s all successful now Bc he wanted to show off or something but she’s so humble and he kind of falls in love with her again and wants to help her out and stuff? Please help me, thank you 😭😭😭
anonymous asked:
I’m looking for a fic where Jungkook is a rich college fuckboy, but the oc doesn’t know who he is and doesn’t give him any attention. He is intrigued by her and one night on his way to crash Yoongi’s party he almost runs over her with his car and he helps her back to her apartment and he tries to talk to her at college. I think the title is similar to “Something to hide” and it alludes to abuse of the oc by another person (likely Jimin). It’s a JungkookxOCxjimin fic.
anonymous asked:
Hi do you know the name of the fic where the reader is taken in by a royal family at a young age because she’s going to be in an arranged marriage with taehyung when she’s older and yoongi teaches her to read, write, etc.
anonymous asked:
EMERGENCY MUST FIND FIC ASAP: it’s taehyung fic where the reader has schizophrenia and thinks taehyung is real but he’s not, and her friend asks her to go meet someone but it’s actually a therapist (jungkook) at a cafe and he diagnosis her n tells her
anonymous asked:
hello can u help me find a jungkook x reader fic club!au in which the ‘club’ is for masturbating in front of strangers but touching is forbidden, I’ve been trying to find it for days now (sry if my English is bad)
anonymous asked:
hi, i was wondering if you guys can help me find a fic. It was jungkook and an older woman (noon) and it was her first time although he was older. she kept calling him things like muscle pig and he made fun of her for wearing a hot pink sports bra and batman boxers. I think he was wearing a detective conan outfit. she doesn’t like sex at first and then jungkook tries without a condom and he gets her burritos afterwards. Thank you!
anonymous asked:
Hi! Could yall help me locate a fic where I think it’s V/RM or one of the maknae line (?) where OC is a smart student, one day she has to do a lab project with V n she thought he was like her other partners lazy etc but he did everything on his part and one day before the submission he found a mistake n she freaks out n she wanted to see her mistake so they met in the lab and eventually he goes down on her etc (it’s a long fic and got to do with lab coats + partners), pls help tysm!
anonymous asked:
Hi do you guys know of a JK fic where the OC is JK’s secretary and you ask him a favor to be your date in this high school reunion and you guys almost have sex in a classroom and continue it in his house. I forgot the title and the author i was hoping you could help me thank youii
anonymous asked:
I have a fic question. It for a Yoongi model au. The reader is an up and coming model and she gets to work with yoongi, a famous model, and the photo shoot was them laying in bed together. The reader is a little anxious about taking off the men’s dress shirt she was wearing, but yoongi gives her encouragement. I hope that was a good enough description. I have been looking for it for awhile. Thank you.
namjoons-broken-toe asked:
Hey, I’m looking for this fic I was reading recently but lost. The main character is Hoseok and it’s a fuckboy/ friends with benefits/college au and the readers ex is Yugyeom who cheated on her?
anonymous asked:
hiiiii!~ if you don’t mind me asking, do you know this story where BTS is in a gang/mafia and oc is an intern/doctor? OC was staying at a diner and Rose serves her hot choco and muffins but then bts’ rival gang comes in and shoots Jimin so OC goes to the rescue and bts keeps her to protect her…
anonymous asked:
Hiiiii, I was wondering if you or any of your followers could help me locate a jimin smut where y/n works in the same office as jimin and during the day he’s the most boring underwhelming person ever but y/n runs into at a club at night and he’s all of a sudden looking like a sex god and then y/n and him fuck on his motorcycle shdjjdjdjdkdshfh
anonymous asked:
Hi I’m looking for a fanfic where the girl is in college with taehyung and they’re not on the best of terms. But they were signed up to a competition where they need to shoot the opponents with nerf bullets or something like that. But the girl works in a cafe with jin aswell, thank you.
anonymous asked:
hi ! i’m looking for a yoongi (yoonji) x oc fic where yoongi and the oc are dorm mates/best friends and he’s hiding the fact that he’s a guy so he could live in the cleaner girls’ dorms, and another reason i can’t quite remember. jimin has an interest in yoonji and the oc has one in jimin, so much so that she ignores his ramblings about yoonji. but he catches yoongi and the oc together when he’s going to their dorm to confess to yoonji
anonymous asked:
Hi! Do anyone have an idea what is the title of a fic where it's about ice hockey bunnies (?) I can't rmb who the lead was but I know there's jimin and blackpink members in it~ It's something like being a bunny and cheering for your school's ice hockey team etc~ If anyone has an idea please reply~~ Thank you so much!!
