friendship & erotica | knj
pairing. reader x namjoon
w.c. 2.1k
genre. smut, best friends to lovers, soft dom!namjoon, implications of sub!reader, idol!namjoon, fem!reader, a little fluff if you squint
summary. Your best friend Namjoon gets turned on while reading an erotica in your shared hotel room and decides to accompany you in the bathroom as you prepare for a bath.
contains. h0rny/needy namjoon, confession of feelings, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, brief breast play, praise, slight pain, a little bit of teasing, creampie, possession kink?
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You and Namjoon decided to vacation overseas for the remainder of his break, valuing every second of each others company. You had spent the whole day out, browsing large malls and eating at fancy places, so you were beyond exhausted when you returned back to your hotel room.
“I’m gonna run a bath.” You tell Namjoon as he digs through his suitcase in search of a book.
He only nods, his full attention on choosing the right book.
You smile to yourself at his cute determination as well as his suitcase that’s spilling with at least over 10 novels, making your way to the large bathroom.
You peak the door halfway open because you know Namjoon likes to ramble and tell you about the pages as he reads, and plus Namjoon would never just barge in.
You turn the faucet of the tub on, the light noise of running water being almost therapeutic.
“Did you find one yet?” You ask loud enough for Namjoon to hear as you begin to undress.
He didn’t respond, and just as you were about to repeat your question louder he spoke.
“Yeah..” He said, sounding disinterested in talking as if whatever he was reading was worth his full attention.
You decide it’s best to let him relax too, quietly leaning against the rim of the tub as you wait for it to fill. But what you didn’t know, was that Namjoon was paying attention to you, just in a different kind of way.
He didn’t realize he even picked out an erotica until the absurd words on the open page were already displayed in front of his eyes as he laid on the small sofa, your naked figure in his peripheral vision.
Wide eyed, he gulped.
He didn’t know whether it was the filthy words and actions in the book or the way you were subtly fiddling with your breasts as you waited for the water to fill, but no matter what it was that didn’t stop the intense sudden blood flow to his crotch.
Angling the book down, his sight confirms his prominent erection beneath his sweatpants.
For a split second, he wondered if he should touch himself to you, but he was too much of a gentleman to do that. He decided it was best to close the book in hopes that would make his occurring thoughts vanish, but it didn’t.
Shooting you another glance, he noticed you now had a robe on while you stood in front of the mirror taking your makeup off. One last breath, he stood up. Making his way to the slightly opened door, he knocked gently.
You were confused for a moment, but you let him in nonetheless.
“What happened?” You calmly asked, looking at him through the mirror as you continued to wipe your makeup off.
Frozen in spot and staring back at you, he snaps back into reality when noticing the tub was done filling. After switching the nob off, he approached closer, his much taller figure stopping right behind you.
“I uh..” Just as he was thinking of an excuse to tell you, he noticed that your necklace was still on. “Here, let me help you,” he kindly said as he moved your hair to one side and fiddled with the clasp of your necklace.
“What are you doing?” You asked in a faint giggle as you observed his weird tension. He smiled back slightly.
“I’m helping you with your necklace, duh.”
You inevitably ignited in goosebumps at the feel of his touch on the back of your neck, and he noticed. His erection only grew, but he made sure to keep a reasonable gap between your bodies so that you wouldn’t know.
After completing his task, he leans slightly forward to place the necklace onto the counter, his very erect cock brushing against your lower back. You sharply inhale through your nose, to which he then looks at you through the mirror.
Submissively, you bat your eyes up to meet his through the reflection, slowly taking one step back and closing the gap between your bodies.
His hands instinctively make its way to your waist, traveling slowly to the tie on your robe. You examine his fingers as he slowly pulls one end, causing the material to cascade open.
His eyes immediately flick to your breasts, hungrily focusing on your erect nipples. Knocking the fabric off of your shoulders completely, he allows the material to puddle at his feet.
He keeps eye contact with you as his mouth travels to the exposed side of your neck, softly fluttering them shut as he opens his lips against you. You whimper as he suctions his lips on your delicate skin, your hands coming up to cup his own which are holding your waist.
Leaning your tilted head back onto his shoulder, he kisses further up your neck and you guide his hands to touch your breasts.
“Joon,” you whisper, lips brushing against his forehead.
As his hands begin to massage your breasts, fingers occasionally toying with your nipples, you bring one hand up to caress his cheek and guide his mouth to yours.
Lazily but passionately, you make out with him, whining into the kiss every once in a while. Blindly, you trail your hands down in between your bodies to curl your fingertips into the bottom hem of his shirt, eagerly pulling up as far as you can in your awkward position. Once the bunched up fabric revealed his chest, he peeled his hands from your body to quickly bring it over his head, dropping it to a random spot on the floor.
He doesn’t waste a second to press his chest back against your bare back and attach himself back onto your lips as you lean your head onto his shoulder once more with your face angled up to reach his. His hands magnetically attach to your breasts once again and as soon as one hand begins to travel down, you disconnect your lips to shallowly breathe against his neck as you look through the mirror to see the contact.
You feel a heat wave ignite in your body as you watch his veiny hand travel towards your aching core, your back slightly arching off of his chest.
“Please touch me Joonie,” you whisper your first plead, he nibbles your ear and teasingly giggles under his breath in response.
You let your free hand venture up his toned arm, feeling out every vein that leads to his prominent bicep. You’ve definitely had a tucked away crush on your attractive best friend for a while, but only now you’re fully allowing yourself to realize it.
His palm stops at your vulva, his index and middle fingers teasingly creeping down your clit and dipping into your source of wetness. You both moan.
“So wet..” he whispers right into your ear, his fingertips guiding up along you in mission for your clit.
As soon as the slippery pads of his fingers meet your bundle of nerves, you harshly grip onto his upper arm. He notices your legs jolt, so before he rubs you he uses his free arm to wrap around your stomach and securely hold you in place.
He circles your clit slowly, and the louder you get the faster he goes.
“Fuck, Namjoon,” you moan as you let go of his arm to grab onto the edge of the counter with both, slouching over his sturdy forearm.
With this new angle, his dick pressed right against your ass, causing him to groan as he slowly began to grind against you and you grind back to allow him even more friction. With the new friction, he himself couldn’t handle the temptation any longer and so the movement on your clit slowly came to an end as he stopped the speed of his fingers.
Heavy breathed, you straighten back up after he releases his hold on you. Immediately, you turn yourself around and reach up to meet his lips once again. Pressing your chest flat against his, one of his wandering hands land a harsh slap to your ass before kneading it to relieve the probably-red mark he left.
You hum into the kiss in pleasure, pressing yourself even harder against his bulge.
A playful yelp escapes your lips as his hands lift you up by the back of your thighs, placing you gently onto the counter. You open your legs around him and detach your lips to watch him as he takes himself out.
You couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips as you saw his length for the first time, only confirming every fantasy you’ve ever visualized about him. He smirked at your moan of appraisal, stroking it a few times as you watched.
“I need it now Joonie,” you whined, the temptation turning into torture.
He guides his shaft to rest against your slit, his tip teasingly poking against your abused clit. Wrapping your legs around his lower back, you pull him in closer against you.
“You’re breathing so hard right now baby,” he flirtatiously notes as he continues to watch your chest rise up and down in anticipation. You blush for a split second before the aching temptation crashes over you again, causing you to only whine out a hum in response, grinding yourself against his shaft.
Placing a soft but meaningful kiss to your forehead, he finally gives into your needs and lines his tip up to your core.
“So fucking wet jagi,” he notes again, breathing deeply as his dick easily slides into your slicked up hole.
Wrapping your arms around the back of his neck, you let out a series of struggled yet pleasured moans as he fit his large length inside of you.
“Can you take it all?” He asks upon hearing your winces.
“Mhm..” You hum before slowly starting to grind your hips, his dick now fully inside of you.
“Jagiya.. oh my god,” he speaks in a hurried breath as you grind harder onto him.
He pulls out halfway, cautiously slamming back in and when he sees how bad you like the roughness, he creates a rough pace. Pounding in and out of you, your nails dig into his shoulder blades as several profanities pour out of your mouth.
“Just like that baby, fuck.” You moan into his neck.
“Yeah? You’re taking me in so well baby. So good for me,” he speaks, his dominating words making your lower stomach knot up in a familiar feeling.
“Be good for me and cum jagi.. Can you cum for me?” You nod frantically at his words as your face remains buried into his neck. “Yeah?” He asks further.
Not letting you respond, his large hand slaps the same spot on your ass as he did previously, the sting causing you to moan. Inhaling through your teeth, you grind yourself hard as he smashes into your nearing pussy.
“You’re doing so good,” he praises you, one hand coming up to stroke your hair before tucking it behind your ear. “Eyes on me,” he gently demands, his tone very soft but incredibly authoritative.
You keep your head straight as you bat your eyes up to his, submissively looking up at him through your lashes.
“I want to see my pretty girl as I fuck her.” His words make you bite your lip, whining as you begin to feel the urge to cum.
“I need to cum now Joonie.. Can I?” The way you asked for permission to cum made his dick twitch inside of you, his climax nearing just as fast.
“You want to cum for me jagi? All over my dick?” He asks you out of breath, his pace never having slowed down. You nod frantically again, your jaw dropping in overwhelming pleasure.
“Yeah? Do it then, prove how good I make you feel. Let your pussy cum baby.”
His words make you still your hips completely, nails dug violently into his back. Just as you reach the frozen euphoria of your climax, you’re contracting walls send him over the edge and you feel his warm cum shoot inside of you.
His hands death grip the counter on either side of your hips as you both ride out your high, your cheek smooshed against his muscular shoulder as you attempt to regain your breath.
After a couple moments, you feel his body vibrate as his deep voice lets out a faint and shy laugh. Standing up straighter, he takes your hands into his.
“I hope that was okay.” He softly speaks, eyes glistening in haziness as well as admiration. You bite a big smile back as your heartbeat increases at the thought of your next words.
“You called me your girl..” You reiterate the words he spoke to you moments ago.
“I did..” He shyly confesses.
“Well aren’t you at least gonna ask me to be your girlfriend first?” You playfully hit his chest as you instinctively move closer against him, smiling when you notice him blush, his flustered head dropping down.
“Will you?” He asks, tone sincere.
Kissing his lips, engaging in a deep and prolonged kiss, you pull back to look him in the eyes.
“I’d love that.”
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released 6/xx/22 ; revised and edited 8/26/22
