CHAPTER THIRTEEN KIM NAMJOON & MIN YOONGI (HYUNG LINE)
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TIPTOEING DOWN THE STAIRS AND INTO THE HALL, GISÈLLE LET OUT A BREATH LEANING AGINST THE WALL. She ruffled up her hair before turning and knocked gently on the studio door. A muffled response was heard from the other side before she opened the door.
Working on his computer sat Namjoon with his headphones half-on. Turning, he smiled. "Why ware you up this late, jagiya?" He asked in both English and Korean knowing it was easier for her to understand.
"Couldn't sleep... I tried, but couldn't..." Gisèlle responded walking forward while nervously looking down at the sweater-paws she made in Jin's sweater accidentally. "Are you okay with me watching you work?"
"Of course." He nodded pushing his chair back motioning for her to come to him.
Sitting in his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck, she let out a breath inhaling his unforgettable scent. Closing her eyes she listened to the faint music coming out of his headphones enjoying the moment.
Tilting her head up, Gisèlle skimmed the tip of her nose along his neck and jawline breathing out with her eyes still closed. Namjoon momentarily stilled before clearing his throat and adjusting. Smirking slightly, a small giggle escapes the dark-skinned female as she took note of his actions.
Placing a soft kiss right under his ear, she grins feeling his grip tighten on her. "Jagiya, I need to finish this track before tomorrow." Namjoon says quietly looking down at her.
"What time?" She whispers into his ear nipping at it a little with her teeth.
"Ten."
Adjusting herself in his lap, Gisèlle pulls back looking into his eyes biting on her lip. "I think you can finish it in time." She states leaning in and placing her lips on his.
Throwing the headphones onto his desk and grabbing her face, he pulled her closer abandoning his work. A moan slipped out of her mouth when he licked at her lips asking for access to her mouth. Obliging, she opened her lips allowing their tongues to tangle together in a mess of air and saliva.
Pulling away, the black haired female smiled slowly slipping down off his chair and onto the floor in front of him.
Namjoon watched intently as he watch Gisèlle pull on his shorts sliding them down with his underwear exposing his semi-erect penis. Wrapping her hand around, she began to pump it up and down enjoying the groan that left the males mouth in front of her.
