| long one ahead, fasten your belts.
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"So ?"
Namjoon was nervously sitting on the bed, looking at Dayanah.
They had to live the day after really early in the morning, but before that, they needed to be sure.
They didn't need a pregnancy right now.
Not at all.
"All eight, negative."
They both sighed of relief, his body collapsing on the bed.
"Well shit.."
She jumped on the bed next to him, letting out another sigh of relief.
"Can you imagine-"
"No, no let's not even try to imagine, I'm not, I'm not." She cut him off, slowly closing her eyes.
He grabbed by the waist and rolled her on top of him, kissing her forehead.
"What do you wanna do today ?"
She sat up on him, hands going under his shirt to roam on his toned stomach.
He chuckled dryly at that, looking away.
"Listen I understand that you won't be giving me any in a while, but it's not an excuse to turn me on."
"What have I even done ?" She asked, looking at him with a smirk on her face.
She knew what she did.
She positioned her ass right on his crotch and was now sensually caressing his lower stomach.
"We just had eight negative pregnancy test, don't make me give you a positive one."
Maybe it was because her period was soon, maybe because of Namjoon's looks, but she did feel particularly horny that day.
Shit happens.
She was planning to blueball Namjoon for a while, but she wasn't planning to blueball herself with that.
It was just the way he reacted at her teasing, radiating 'wait until I get my hands on you' energy.
Maybe he wasn't pussy deprived.
Maybe she was dick deprived.
Their sexual activities were never consistent as there was always something that got in the way, whether it was their breakup, Namjoon's divorce or his work.
And that was the worst part, probably the reason why being around each too long made them needy.
It wasn't consistent.
She moved her hips in circles on it his crotch, a sigh escaping his lips as he felt himself getting hard.
"Now what ?" He asked, holding her hips down to get her to continue, allowing her to feel him grow in his shorts.
"I might lift the pussy ban for today.."
He propped on his elbows aggressively, clearly surprised.
"Please tell me you're not joking."
"No- Namjoon !"
She got caught by surprise as he flipped them around, now on top of her, between her legs.
"You seriously want this ?" He asked, making sure he didn't misheard.
"I'm starting to doubt that you want this." She answered, crossing her arms against her chest.
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DILF. | KNJ
Fanfiction"He's a dad, and I'm willing to call him Daddy." | Contains Smut, Fluff and Angst. | English isn't my first language.