DILF. | KNJ

07 : Abstinence.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

"I might break something.."

"If you do I'll replace it, simple.. Make yourself comfortable." Namjoon said, entering the house.

It was big, bigger than Dayanah expected.

Namjoon crashed on the couch with a small sigh, taking off his watch and tossing it on the coffee table.

"You can sit, really, make yourself comfortable."

"Because I'm going to come here a lot, huh ?" She asked, to which he nodded.

Namjoon was married, he wasn't living alone and obviously he wouldn't bring her to his family home.

Dayanah sat next to him, not really knowing what to do.

"What do you want to do ?" She asked him, cheek crashing against her fist as her elbow rested on the backrest.

"First of all I want a kiss now that the lipgloss is officialy gone." He said, squeezing her thigh. "I completely forgot how good kissing felt, sorry if it might seem weird to you."

"It's alright, I told you I'd help feel less lonely.. Plus you're a good kisser."

"Am I now ?" He asked, kind of surprised.

Dayanah nodded, giving him a small smile.

"Indeed you are."

"Then kiss me." He said in a low, slightly raspy voice, staring at her lips.

She put her hand on the couch to get closer to him and pressed her lips against his, a satisfied chuckle escaping Namjoon's lips.

His hand got on her lower back, pulling her closer until she sat on his lap, their lips still connected.

She stabilized herself by putting her hands on his chest, slowly running up and down his clothed skin.

He slowly pulled away, kissing her neck instead as her fingers tangled in his nape hair, small sighs escaping her mouth.

His hands were still respectfully touching her, only touching her lower back and her waist.

He slowly pulled away, pecking her lips again before going back to his initial position.

"Was that good ?" He asked teasingly, knowing exactly that it was.

"More.." She mumbled, hands resting at the back of his neck.

"Desperate much ?" He chuckled, teasing her.

"Stop that.."

He sighed, throwing his head back on the couch as his hands caressed her waist.

"If I kiss you again I don't think I'll be able to control myself.." He sighed, closing his eyes.

"Not a problem for me."

Namjoon scoffed, eyebrows raising as his eyes fluttered open.

"If you were horny you could've just said that, I was trying so hard to not make you uncomfortable." He sighed, voice expressing how tired that made him.

"You're a gentleman." She answered with a smile.

He straightened his head, staring at her exposed cleavage, bare thighs spilling on his and breasts inches away from his chest.

He absolutely loved her skin color too, to him it made her look like royalty.

The thought made him laugh, considering how she acts in front of anything a little too expensive for her taste.