Panties [Bottom!Namjoon]✅

[Namkook] Assistant

Warning/Kinks: Boy pussy!Namjoon, degradation, dirty talk, teasing, breeding kink, overstimulation, feminization, no prep(?).

Plot: Namjoon promised he'd a be a good assistant on his first day, but in the end it only got him to where he'd always end up; under Jungkook, getting overstimulated into a pathetic mess.

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"I'll be the best assistant, I promise!" Namjoon smiled, kissing Jungkook's pinky, a sign that he could be trusted. Jungkook chuckled, nodding, he knew Namjoon would be a good assistant, he just didn't trust himself to be a good CEO of a big company that day. They drove on main roads for a few minutes, then finally reached the big building. Jungkook stopped the car in front of the gigantic glass doors and got down, walking to the other side to open the door for Namjoon, who blushed and hurriedly got out of the car.

"Why you shy, baby?"

"You both are literally the cutest!"

Namjoon sighed, walking past the annoying woman who walked next to Jungkook, chatting about them and their 'cute' relationship. Min Yoonji, twin sister of Min Yoongi.

Both brother and sister were very accomplished in the company, being the reason Jungkook had his products becoming more efficient(Yoonji's contribution) and had them selling at a faster rate.(Yoongi's contribution).

"I know it's not my place, but like, you guys probably have the softest bedroom moments; sexy yet romantic styles." Jung Hoseok, the head of the product testing department. He was the most positive gay icon in the entire company, but were talkative when there was an opportunity to talk about sex.

"We've been close since College, you saw me and Namjoon falling in love, you can have a say," Jungkook mumbled, smirking when Namjoon looked back with eyes wide with anger, "But you're still wrong."

"I- Nah, I can't believe you go rough on him. You both are like, mentally twelve. I don't even think you both had sex yet."

"Hobi!" Yoonji shoved the boy off to the other side, throwing the couple a wink,  before walking off with Hoseok. Namjoon got into the office, noticing how it was not all glass like he expected.

"You have actual walls for your office, nice." Namjoon looked around, only noticing how much he sounded like a clueless high schooler after saying rose words.

"H- how can I start?"

Jungkook chuckled and walked around to his side of the desk, sat down, and looked up at his confused husband- assistant.

"Why don't you start off with calling these numbers in?" Jungkook suggested, handing Namjoon a bunch of cards. The older smiled and nodded, muttering an, "Okay, Sir." Before walking Iverson to his desk.

He sat down, but just as luck had it, the cards fell out of his hand and scattered onto the floor. Looking sheepishly at Jungkook, who could only let a fond smile slip out, Namjoon bent down and started getting the papers.

Well, that was the end of that fond smile.

Namjoon's breath ass stuck out, the curves and crack very visible as he collected the papers. He rested his weight on his palms and knees, arching his back since he got a little lazy to shift.

"....aaand, there." Namjoon whispered to himself, grabbing the last paper, but just as he was getting up, ge felt a palm pushing on his back.

"Keep that ass there." Namjoon looked up, and on seeing it was Jungkook's hand, obviously like he'd thought, he giggled and got up, thinking it was playful, but got pushed onto his front on his own table.