Hesitantly, you moved your lips under his, letting him know you've made up your mind.
But though you're really doing this, you still were having second thoughts. Those two parts of your mind were actually having an argument inside of you right now.
Would you really rather you lose your oh-so-precious virginity in a supply closet?
As long as it's the man of your dreams, why not?
Trusting that daring side of you and hoping you wouldn't regret this later on, you let go of everything to get into the moment. You let go of all the thoughts, all the worries...
As Namjoon's kisses became more and more intense, so did your feelings. The feeling of excitement, of elation, of anticipation... it all got tangled inside of you.
You're really doing this. It's not just a dream anymore. You're going to make love with the person you looked up to all your life. Though the 'make love' part might only be for your side.
Before you could even worry about how you're just going to be a quick fuck for Namjoon, you got distracted by his lips moving downwards to your throat, nibbling your skin as he did. You let out a small gasp of surprise that immediately turned into a moan ofpleasure; your face feeling hotter than the rest of your body as you felt embarrassed with the noise you made.
Namjoon, on the other hand, groaned at it.
"Make that sound again," he whispered on your skin, his voice deeper and huskier than ever. "I like it."
You shook your head with his request, feeling more embarrassed.
"Okay, then. I guess I'll just have to make you." You felt him grin before biting that sweet spot between your shoulder and neck before sucking and licking the bitten spot, making you shiver and moan.
"That's more like it." He continued doing that until your moans got louder and louder. "You're sensitive, aren't you?" He pulled back and stared at you with a satisfied smirk that instantly turned into a chuckle when he saw how badly you were blushing.
"Ah, my shy little angle," he said, chuckling before capturing your lips with his again. Your heart jumped and shivered with those words. Did he just call you his? Your chest suddenly felt warm and fuzzy with the thought of him having genuine feelings for you.
No! You tried to stop yourself from thinking too much. You're having an intimate moment right now. It's probably normal to have those kinds of talk while doing this kind of stuff.
Pinning that in the front of your mind, you concentrated on whatNamjoon was doing again. He was still kissing you, but this time, his hands were beginning to move.
His hands glided down on your arms, leaving goose bumps on its wake, effectively setting you on fire. He intertwined your fingers with his and pulled you closer as he kissed you even deeper. He placed your arms around his neck before placing his own on your waist and the small of your back. He pulled you into him even more, making you feel his body against yours,your every curves fitting his.
Slowly, he lifted your shirt and pulled it off of you. As soon as the shirt left your body, though, instant consciousness for your body filled you. Automatically, almost by instinct, your hands covered your body while you stepped back, away from Namjoon.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Namjoon took a step towards you, looking at you with concern.
"No-nothing... can we please keep the clothes on? I'm... shy," you said silently, averting your eyes from his.
"Would you really like to do that?" he asked, sounding a little colder than before. You looked back at him again, confused at the sudden change.
Seriously? No. You didn't want it. That would make all of this look so casual. But that's what this was anyway, right? Just a casual, simple, fling? A one-night stand where the possibility of seeing each other was one out of a million.
