Dangerous |ksj + knj|

Chapter 2: The First Bite

(Sex for money, blowjob, face fucking, praise)

Namjoon opened the door with a squeak and his eyes fell on the boy sitting on the bed right in front of him. Their eyes met.

Oh, shit.

He closed the door and took a few steps closer, finally seeing the beautiful features of the latter's face. His black hair was tucked behind his ear, the rest falling on his forehead lazily. His cheeks were coated with red and his chest was rising quickly, his breath escaping his blistering parted lips.

Oh, SHIT.

Namjoon's glance fell on his bodysuit-covered shoulders and torso. Nothing he wouldn't know from the stage earlier, but it still had its breathtaking effect, especially from up close.

The boy was bouncing his leg and fiddling with his fingers in his lap. He was pushing his thighs together, probably unintentionally.

Namjoon was looking at him for several seconds, maximum, but for the other, it was never-ending. He could be in the limelight for eternity, but such intensity of one stare was hell. And Namjoon was the devil.

The taller stood right in front of him, the anticipation hanging in the air. The latter lowered his head, his gaze following, but Namjoon quickly brought his chin back up with his hand.

"What's your name, prince?" he said softly, his thumb pulling his lips more open.

"RJ," the other spoke with a melodic voice.

"No, I mean your real name," Namjoon chuckled, a small smile on his face. The latter's eyes searched for certainty.

"You can tell me." The taller added, still smiling.

"J-Jin," the shorter male looked down at his hands.

"Are you nervous?"

The taller rubbed Jin's lips and his breath hitched. The younger knelt in front of the latter, his gaze not leaving his.

The man looked so shy that Namjoon almost cooed. He caressed his blushing cheek as Jin slightly nodded.

"No, baby, use your words. I wanna hear you."

Jin swallowed, as he felt his chest rising a little quicker. He wanted to be his usual confident self, but the situation was way too much for him to handle.

"A little."

Namjoon kept on caressing his pink cheek, a small smile on his face.

"You are really handsome."

Normally, Jin was pretty confident about his looks and if they were not in this situation with this particular person, he would answer something smart. But at the moment, his mind was blurry and the only thing that he could bring himself to do was to blush.

"T-thank you."

He wanted to stop feeling so tense, he couldn't keep his nerves down though. The man in front of him looked great, but he didn't know if it was a bad or a good thing, since he felt even more intimidated, especially noticing the latter's horny eyes – opposite of his actions towards him and his soft tone.

Namjoon smiled, when he spread Jin's legs and softly caressed his inner thigh. The other breathed out and his face relaxed a little, but his body was still trembling.

He wasn't sure of all of this. He shouldn't have agreed to this.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," Namjoon said, his fingertips brushing against the latter's thighs.

"I-I..," the older wanted to say something but his hazy mind and the tender touches on his legs did not allow him to form a sentence. It was sending him into overdrive, despite the latter's fingertips on his thigh being nothing but pleasant.