Waste It On Me ( BTS Namjoon x Reader)

Part 1 - Chapter 8

You blink, your phone alarm signaling it’s time to get up for work, 6:30am, time for your usual exercise, shower and breakfast routine. It’s Saturday… your brain kicks into gear, why haven’t you changed your alarm?
Namjoon stirs next to you, the feeling of his warm body wrapped in the blanket next to you floods your memory with last night. Your chest expanding with contentment after so many orgasms.
Grabbing the phone quickly and turning off the alarm, he stirs again as you climb out of bed to run to the bathroom, naked, to freshen up.
When you open the bathroom door, he is sat up in bed, his hair looking gorgeous after sleep, his eyes groggy.
“morning” you smile, admiring his chest glowing in the morning light. You climb into bed next to him, hoping he doesn’t feel weird ‘the morning after’.
He leans towards you, smelling your minty breath and leans back – “one second” he leaps out of bed, jogging to the bathroom – he really does look amazing from the back. You lean back and groan, frustrated at the almost kiss. You don’t have much time left to enjoy that bottom lip. 
The bathroom door peaks open, “I can’t believe its 6:30” he says sadly, his eyes widening when he sees you sat up in bed topless.
“Don’t...” you scold, beckoning him to you. You admire the view as you watch him walk back to you, totally naked, your hands already itching to touch his warm skin. He pulls the blanket back from your lap, climbing in front of you, kneeling between your legs, he leans down to kiss you deeply.
“hmmm” you hum into his mouth and he reciprocates. He cups your face in his hands to deepen the kiss, you draw his bottom lip into your mouth and suck is gently, savouring the taste of the toothpaste in his mouth. Your arms snaking around his ribs, drawing his warmth into your naked chest.
“will I see you again?” he leans back and asks with heavy eyes.
“don’t...” you scold again, and shuffle down the bed so you are laid fully underneath him.
“when will you next be in Seo…” he starts, but you silence him with a passionate kiss, snaking your hand down his toned body to feel how hard he is.
Namjoon groans, leaning his head into your shoulder, trailing kisses. His hips bucking forward against your hand wrapped around him.
You guide him into you, already so wet for him, pressing your lips to the side of his face.
He moves slowly, savouring each stroke in and out. Propping himself on his elbows, brushing his long fingers on either side of your face, he plants a perfect kiss on your lips.
You match your hips moving to his long slow thrusts as you kiss him deeply, breathing into each other’s mouths.
“I don’t want this to end” he begs, looking into your eyes.
“Namjoon…” you whisper into his mouth, “you’re amazing”. Keeping your hips moving up in the perfect rhythm with his.
“I...” he stops himself, still working slowly inside you, he covers your face with gasping kisses. Your stomach sparks as he buries his face in your neck, his warm breath covering your body. He moves his kisses upwards, his nose and lips discovering your ear, sending butterflies through your body.
“Namjoon” you whisper again, loving hearing his name on your lips.
“I’m close” he breathes, his words bringing you to the edge too. You both speed up slightly, still with a perfect rhythm, each thrust inside you causing a spark of friction on your clit.
He leans back, “me too” you look into his eyes as you cum together, your walls clenching around him, your eyes half closing with pleasure as you feel him pulsing in you, staring down at you in wonder.

******

You lay with each other, breathing heavily and drinking in his morning scent, your chest heaving against his cheek. Your eyes prick with tears from the intense orgasm, your face buried in his hair. You lay cradling his head for a few long minutes, feeling him breathe against you, the warm weight of his sweaty body pinning you to the bed.
The door knocks loudly, “6:55 Joon” a man shouts through the closed door, banging his fist 2 more times in warning.
Namjoon takes a steadying breath, it feels like he pulls the air straight from your lungs where his face is resting. He starts to prop up on his elbows, but you need another few seconds of his heat so you tighten your arms around him, he drops to you again in silence. You both heard the driver.
You trail your fingers slowly over the perfect skin of his upper back and strong shoulder blades, he hums in pleasure, sending a vibration straight into your chest. You cant explain it but your heart squeezes for a second.
“I’m going to take a shower” you start to wriggle out from underneath him, not meeting his eyes, your body feeling freezing as soon as his heat is peeled from you. Your skin prickles with goose-pimples, “you probably won’t be here when I come out of the bathroom” you finalise, pulling the blanket to cover your cold naked chest.
He starts to speak but you plant a soft kiss on his lips, taking one last taste of his full bottom lip.
You know before he says it what he is going to ask, “can I see you again?” his eyes look confused, searching for what to do or say.
“I don’t live in Seoul, remember” you offer a small fake smile, “and you don’t exactly have a lot of free time...” he nods, “I’m not the kind of girl who will wait around for you to be available one night of the year”
You can see the hurt in his eyes as your words sink in, “you knew what this was - before you even knew it was with me” you point between your bodies.
“I know” he admits, sounding defeated, “but…” you silence him again with another kiss.
“no buts...” you smile, begrudgingly pulling back from his amazing lips, “I’m going to take a shower”
You wriggle out from underneath him fully and find your robe on the floor, tying it round you tightly. He watches, there is something very final about the sharp pull you give the tie around your middle. You pick up his boxers from the floor, smiling weakly as you toss them to him gently.
“last night was incredible” you meet his eye, your chest aching painfully at the heart-breaking confused look in his brown eyes. Before he can answer, you slip into the bathroom, closing the door fully.
Breathing deeply, you feel your eyes fill with tears. This was a one-night stand, you shake yourself off, turning on the shower - needing to make sure you don’t hear the hotel room door close behind him.