Assassin X Mafia (A Kim Namjoon mafia ff)

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A month passed. The Bravia was working on their things, not spending much time with me or even coming back to the house. When they did come home, they'd eat dinner that I made them and go to their respective bedrooms. I barely got the inside scoop of what they were working on.  

Namjoon would kiss me before he left every morning and every night before going to bed. But we didn't do anything more than that. No staying up to talk. No watching romcoms and making fun of it. He was always hitting the ground running in the morning. They would be gone by 7am and come back home sometimes past midnight. Some covered in blood. I never asked questions.

It was 4am and they still weren't back. Usually, if they were going to not come home, one of them would call or text me. I kept refreshing my phone making sure I didn't miss any notifications from them. I stayed up worrying. I tried calling, but every time it went straight to voicemail. 

Around 6am, the doors opened. The seven of them filed into the house. I walked over to them, wrapping a robe around me. 

"Kira, you're still awake?" Yoongi questioned. 

"You know I can't sleep without hearing from you all."

"Sorry. We finished our work at 3 and then Jimin wanted to get drinks so we went. I forgot to let you know."

I nodded. "Don't worry about it. Any of you wasted?"

"Just Jimin, J-Hope, and Jungkook. Jin, Taehyung and I can handle putting them in their rooms. Someone's been missing you all day." Yoongi moved Jimin to his bedroom. 

Namjoon walked over to me. He was a little tipsy. I helped him into our bedroom and laid him on  the bed. 

"What am I doing here? I can't be here. I gotta go home. I have a girl waiting. My girl. She-she's the girl I'm going to marry.." Namjoon slurred. I smiled. Poured him a glass of water and handed it to him. 

"Oh yeah? Who's the girl." I played along.

"The most beautiful girl I ever met. She kills people. Like me. But worse. I love her so much." He continued. "Her name is...... Akiraa..." He took a sip of the water. 

"Joonie. I'm right here." I climbed on the bed next to him. He set the water down on the nightstand and looked at me, so close to my face. 

"Oh! It is you!" He grinned. I laughed. I grabbed the water glass and made him drink the whole thing. When he finished he went to the bathroom. 

In that time, I changed into something a little sexier. I hadn't been able to in the past month because of how ashamed I was of my scars. But something made me try and get out of that feeling. I slipped into a pair of pink shorts and a matching pink tube top. It was supposed to get really hot over night in the house due to the AC shutting off. 

When Namjoon came back into the bedroom from the bathroom, he seemed to have sobered up. He climbed on the bed and bit his lip seeing my laying there. 

"Oh fuck." Namjoon pulled me close to him. His eyes met mine before he looked down, lingering at my lips. A second later, his tender lips were against mine. I kissed him back running my hand in his nape. He sat us both up and pulled my legs around his waist. His tongue entered my mouth, exploring. I pulled his shirt off and ran my hands down his back. I pushed him down on the bed and kissed him down, licking around his nipples, before I made it to his pant waist. 

"Are you ready?" Namjoon asked me. I nodded. I pulled his pants down and pressed between his legs. His underwear still on him. I could feel his length under my hands. He moaned. I pulled his underwear down and pulled myself up and sat on his chest. I bent down and put it in my mouth and sucked it. Namjoon pulled my shorts off, and tossed them. He squeezed my ass cheeks. Slipped two fingers inside me and began thrusting. His other hand squeezing my breast. I moaned. We both rode till our highs like this. He released into my mouth and I on his fingers. Pulling out, I repositioned myself and guided his dick into my pussy. It went in real fast and smooth. I winced arching my back. Namjoon flipped us over so he was on top and started thrusting slowly. He didn't want to hurt me. My body craved for it. I assured him I was okay. He thrusted faster, his balls smacking against me. I moaned loudly. Namjoon and my face both turned red. Hopefully the boys didn't hear that.