stress relief
f/m - namjoon x reader / genre: smut
you and namjoon decide to take things a step further ... little does he know he’s your first time
(im not happy with how this ended but welp its still cute)
Silk sheets tickled your arms as your eyes fluttered open. The sound of the front door unlocking woke you up and you brought the blankets up to cover your almost bare body, a silk nightie cuddling your frame. You sat there frozen, eyes widening as you couldn’t possibly think who it could be, in your house, at 1am. But then you heard him. A huge sigh left his body, stretching his arms above his head he groaned, aching from dance practice. Namjoon.
You immediatley relaxed, dropping the blankets back to their original place. He opened the bedroom door gently, presuming you were still asleep. He tip-toed over to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. You heard the shower turn on, water pelting the floor tiles. A smile overtook your face as you heard his terrible singing.
He stepped out, a towel draped around his waist. The bathroom light lit up your face and he saw you were awake. “Oh, hey baby, I’m so sorry, did I wake you up?” He ruffled the hair at the back of his head, scrunching up his nose. “No, don’t worry.” You breathed, feeling yourself getting hot just from looking at him. “Okay, good.” He smiled, wandering over to the drawers to grab a towel for his hair. You watched his back muscles flex as he lifted his arms up, rubbing vigorously at his hair. You bit your lip and squeezed your thighs together. You had no underwear on so you could almost feel the heat pooling at your core. Namjoon looked at your reflection in the mirror and smirked, turning around swiftly. “Someone’s a bit worked up.” He wiggled his eyebrows, gesturing towards your thighs. “Um, well,” your gaze averted from his torso to his eyes, “can you blame me.” You scoffed, shuffling to lie back down, a huge smirk on your face. He chuckled, throwing the towel onto the sideboard. He took a step over towards you and you could see the outline of his length through the towel making you even hotter. “You know, I could do with some kinda stress relief after dance practice.” He leaned down and you tried desperately to change the subject. “Oh yeah, how was dance practice?” He huffed through his nose, smirking as he crawled onto the bed. “Yeah, it was good, but like I say, real stressful.” He brought his hand up to his neck and pretended he was in pain. “Aish..” he winced. You rolled your eyes as you cupped his face, bringing him in for a longing kiss. “Better?” You smiled at him as he shook his head like a little kid. He moved so he was sat next to you. You pushed yourself up, moving so you could sit in front of him. You crossed your legs and stared at him, chin resting in your hands.
“How can I help then, baby?” You asked perfectly innocent, thinking nothing of it. “I mean,” he looked down at himself and arched an eyebrow before returning his gaze to yours, “you could maybe let me, um,” he turned his head and mumbled, “how do I say this?” You squinted, trying to work out what he was going to say. “You could maybe let me go down on you?” You widened your eyes at his words, a deep red blush crawling along your cheeks and neck. If you weren’t hot already, you were boiling by now. “Uh...” you cleared your throat. Namjoon didn’t know that no one had done this to you before. “I’m ready to take us a step further, are you?” He grabbed your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours. You didn’t know what to do. You looked down at your hands, his fingers playing with yours. Of course you wanted to take it a step further but, no one had touched you like that, ever. You love him, you love Namjoon with everything you have, and you couldn’t deny how much you wanted him. You kept your head down and mumbled. “I’ve never.. had someone do that before..” His breathing hitched and he immediately unattached his hand from yours and curled his fingers round the tip of your chin. “Baby...” You could see the sorrow in his eyes but you swallowed thickly and spoke up, your voice cracking, “no, it’s okay, I want to.” You breathed, curling your lips into your mouth. A small smile creeped on his face and he pulled you towards him, interlocking his lips with yours.
You wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled you in to straddle him. His hands wandered down to your waist, arms wrapping around you. You smiled into the kiss as you pushed your hips down, showing him you were certain as you could tell he was still being careful. His tongue slipped into your mouth as his hands slowly trailed down to your ass, cupping, guiding you into a rhythm to where you were now dry humping him. You pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air. This feeling wasn’t new to you, but what ever else followed was a totally new experience - this is the furthest you had ever gone with someone. You leaned down to place open-mouthed kisses all over his neck. His head tilted giving you more access as his hands curled under your nightie. “Hm.” He hummed and you could almost hear the smirk on your face due to finding you had nothing on underneath. You pulled back and closed your eyes as his hands crept up to your breasts, cupping them gently. “You okay, baby?” His tongue swiped across his lips as he bathed in the feeling of your breasts. You nodded, feeling your core getting wetter. “I’m ready.” You breathed, opening your eyes. His lips curled into a smile. “You don’t have to tell me princess, I can already tell.” He winked as he pulled his hands from under your nightie. You blushed at words, climbing off his lap. You couldn’t help but notice his length, now fully erect, rubbing against his towel.
You lay down, squeezing your thighs shut as he hovered above you, his hand running up and down your waist. “Don’t worry...” he brought his head down, his lips brushing against your neck, “I’ll take care of you.” And with that, he placed open-mouthed kisses and you melted into his touch. Your breathing hitched when you felt his hand squeeze your thigh. He lifted his head and looked you in the eyes, “Baby... please.” You sighed, kicking yourself internally. “I’m sorry.” “Hey, hey don’t be sorry!” He brought his hand up to caress your cheek. “Please don’t worry princess, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” He looked serious but his lips were curled into a small smile to ease your nerves. “Okay...” you breathed. He pushed himself up and set himself down the end of the bed.
His hands moved, squeezing your thighs, encouraging you to open up. You blushed, the thought of having him see you like this, so up close, was almost daunting. You closed your eyes and let your gut take charge. You spread your legs open for him and he exhaled deeply. You opened your eyes and saw him shake his head in disbelief, licking his lips hungrily. He peppered soft kisses along your thighs which made your core contract, stomach knotting with excitement and nerves. He licked your folds gently and looked up to see your reaction. You inhaled sharply through your teeth, eyebrows knitting together. After aching for his touch for so long it almost pained you to finally get your wish. He licked again, with more pressure this time and allowed his hands to fall onto your thighs, keeping your legs open. “So beautiful.” He breathed. You blushed, taking your lip in with your teeth. He swirled his tongue on your clit before sucking sending insane amounts of pleasure your way. You moaned, something he had never heard before. His breathing hitched as he felt his cock twitch at the sound. You curled your lips into your mouth, wishing to ignore the sound you just made but it only happened again as he swirled his tongue once more. He curled inside of you, lapping up your juices before sliding a finger in. “Namjoon...” you breathed. He pulled his head up, lust written all over his face. “Fuck, I never knew how much I needed to hear you say my name like that.” His cock twitched once more, begging for friction. He pushed his hips into the end of the bed causing the towel to rub against him. He instantly placed his head back between your legs and moaned into your core. The vibrations sent your head swirling and you couldn’t stop your hands from falling into his damp hair. “Jesus...” you whimpered. This feeling was so, so good. He pushed another finger inside of you and began pumping, his lips all over your clit, sucking just enough to send you into a trance. You felt your orgasm growing. “Fuck, Namjoon...” you spluttered in disbelief. This was far more pleasure than you could ever give yourself. You pushed his head slightly and he moaned once more, his fingers curling to your G-spot. “Oh fuck, yes... right there...” You arched your back bringing your hands up, tangling them into your hair. “Keep going...” the words barely came out being swallowed by an empty scream. His fingers curled, staying firmly inside of you as his tongue swirled endless circles around your clit. Electricity crawled up your stomach, all the way to your arms sending you weak as the knot came undone, juices flowing onto his fingers. He brought his head up and looked at you falling apart at his touch. He couldn’t help but hear your praises. “Who made you feel this good?” You saw white spots as you came down from your high, shivering a little. “You did...” your breathing hitched as he slid out of you. He stood up and dropped his towel. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked your juices clean off . He walked over to the drawer, grabbing a condom, ripping it open with his teeth. He slid it on before bringing himself down so he was hovering over you again.
He leaned down to place a mark on your collarbone as if he was stamping you ready to show everyone you were his. He slipped his hands up your nightie, pulling it off you, dropping it onto the floor. He caught your gaze as he sat back on his knees, positioning himself at your entrance. You looked at him lazily. He cleared his throat. “This might hurt but I’ll be slow baby, I promise.” You nodded at his words and closed your eyes trying to prepare yourself. Sweat adorned your brow from the sheer intensity of your previous orgasm. You bit your lip as you felt the head of his cock brush against your entrance. He sat up as he held onto the base of his length, pushing himself in slowly. You winced at the sensation. “Ahh..” you breathed, your eyebrows furrowing together. The pain of him stretching you out sent your head swirling and you had to grab onto his shoulders to steady yourself. He brought his torso down so his chest rested against yours, almost like a hug. He pushed himself in a little more and inhaled sharply through his teeth, his head resting on your shoulder. You curled your lips into your mouth and tried to hold back any noises your body made due to the uncomfortable feeling. He pushed himself up and held onto your knees, pushing your legs down towards the bed, giving himself more access. “This might be easier.” Immediately, you felt a little more comfortable as your walls adjusted to his length. He stayed like that for a few moments, watching your facial expressions change to know when you were ready. He could read you like a book. You let your arms fall onto your stomach as you opened your eyes halfway, looking at him sleepily. He rolled his hips gently, knowing you were okay. You winced once more but couldn’t help the moan that escaped through your lips. His hips rolled gently and he took his lip into his mouth, your tightness overwhelming him. He exhaled deeply, looking down at himself, taking in how you took all of him so well. You ached but the pain soon turned into pleasure as he began to roll his hips a little more, pushing down on your leg. You could feel his length crawling closer and closer to your G-spot. Begging for more pleasure, your hand crept down to circle your clit. He smirked, rolling his hips once more. His thrusts were deep and slow. “Fuck.” He breathed as he felt you unknowingly clench around him. He grabbed onto your legs a low moan escaping his throat.
By now, he was hovered over you again, your hands tangled in his hair. He pulled himself almost all the way out before pushing himself slowly into you and you moaned so loud it almost punched the air out of his lungs. His lips attached to yours and you moaned into the kiss once again as you felt his cock twitch inside of you due to your obvious effect on him. He pulled away from the kiss and looked at you. “Holy shit.” Sweat gathered at his brow and you could have sworn you’d never seen him look more attractive. You felt your stomach knot as your eyebrows furrowed together, back arching. “Namjoon...” you whimpered, your eyes fluttering shut, arms falling to the side, grabbing a fistful of sheets. “Namjoon-ah..” his cock twitched inside of you once again as his thrusts became sloppy. Your mouth fell into an ‘O’ shape as your eyes rolled back. He hit your G-spot relentlessly. Empty screams left you as you arched your back only giving you more pleasure. You could feel yourself getting more and more numb as your orgasm spread slowly through your veins. It hit your legs first making them weak before coming up to your stomach and arms. Finally it hit your head. You began to tremble and the moans that left your lips began to make your throat ache. Namjoon’s head fell into the crook of your neck. He was completely drunk off the sound of your moans and he could barely help you ride out your high. His hands were either side of your head and you grabbed a hold of his wrists as you came down from your high. He lifted his head and you could hardly see his face, your vision was too clouded. He moaned deeply as he thrust into you once more, coming undone from his own orgasm. He inhaled sharply through his teeth. “Fuck....” he hissed.
You lay with your eyes closed as he pulled out of you. He swiftly slid off the condom, tying it up and throwing it into the bin. He flopped down beside you and sighed. “Wow.” He breathed, swiping a hand across his forehead. You squeezed your legs shut, your core aching. You opened your eyes, your eyelids heavy. Namjoon propped himself up on his elbow to look at you. He pulled a blanket over you and grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers with his. “I’m so sorry if I hurt you.” He looked sorrowful, bringing your hand up to his lips, kissing softly. “No baby, you didn’t hurt me.” You smiled sleepily. “That was amazing.” You breathed. “Good.” He smiled softly. “Thank you...” “For what?” “For trusting me.” He kissed your hand once more and you smiled at his words. “Of course I trust you, Joonie.”
You pulled your hand from his and turned to face him, bringing the blanket up to your shoulders. He lay down and grabbed the rest of the blanket, throwing it over him. “I love you.” You finally spoke. “I love you too.” He brought you into his chest, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.
