Your dad has always been on the fence about your efforts.
Regardless of how hard you try, the work you put in is never enough for him. You've put aside everything in your life to work toward one thing, which is taking over his law firm.
Until he ca...
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"Fuck, you have to—" firm hand wrapped around your throat, he watched himself exit and enter you repeatedly. "Lower your voice." He said in a now whisper tone.
Namjoon grunted into your ear as you wrapped your leg around his torso. Obviously, you both have the day off.
Jungkook crashed on the couch,
And now you two are fucking at 7 am.
Like any normal couple would do.
You both panted on your sides. Against his permission you let out a long whine and he covered your mouth. All heard was heavy breathing and the sounds of your intercourse.
"Just like that Joon." You said through a muffle, you smirked and arched your back a bit more, making him hit your g-spot. His muscles tensed.
"It's been a while." He chuckled. "Say it again, baby." He dropped his palm.
"Fuckkkk, Joon!"
His pace quickened, his member twitching inside. He shot his warmth inside of you, your walls clenching with release.
He gawked and gripped onto your thigh which was thrown over him. You huffed and nuzzled into his chest.
"God you're too much." He said softly, making you both burst into laughter. "You're too loud."
You shove his chest, forgetting he's still inside of you. He mindfully pulls out, and you quiver.
"You're too good at fucking me." You fake complain, skillfully sliding your underwear back on while laying on your back. He did the same but stood up and watched you from afar.
His eyes examined your body. Messy bun resting at the top of your head, you wore one of his white tank tops which didn't do a good job concealing your nipples.
He then grinned at the red underwear with small hearts on them. They were childish, yet showed enough of your ass to make him look hard.
"You want coffee?"
"Do I want coffee..." you sat up "sure."
He reached for a shirt that laid on the edge of his bed and threw it at you. He was shocked that you covered up quietly without arguments and followed him out the room.
Jungkook still snored on the couch, one arm thrown over his head and one leg dangling off the furniture. You giggled at the sight.
"He's not human I swear." He shook his head while starting the coffee maker. Even the rumble of the coffee maker didn't wake him.
"You've got an odd bunch of friends." You smiled. "I wonder when I'll get used to them." Namjoon wrapped a calm arm around your waist, pulling you in and delicately kissing you.
The kiss lasted longer than intended. Without realizing, his hand caressed the side of your hip, underneath the shirt.
Your skin is warm.
Full of love to offer him.
You smiled into it and so did he. He pulled away first and played with his nose.
"You don't have to force a smug expression." You grinned. "You're soft for me."
"I'm never soft." He teased with a smirk.
"You're so annoyingggg," you whined. You overlapped your feet and patiently waited for your caffeine. Namjoon felt an uncertain pain in his chest looking at you. He wanted to wrap you up in a warm blanket and not let you go.
"Stop looking at me." You said while removing the cup. It stopped, but he didn't notice, so you snagged it. "I only want a couple sips. We can share."
"Y-yeah that's fine,"
"How do you drink it?"
"Hm?"
"Your coffee, Namjoon."
He signaled a hand, so you guessed that meant black. You took a sip and although it was too bitter for your liking you took a couple more sips and handed him the mug.
He rushed to finish in order to wrap you in a breath restricting hug from behind. He placed a kiss on your jawline and once you let out a laugh, Jungkook groaned awake.
His hands fell to your stomach, and he caressed you just as he showered you last night. "I'm going to shower pretty," he whispered, placing a kiss on your lobe. He pulled away and fought a cheeky smile watching your face brighten. "Also go upstairs and put something on.." he requested softly, motioning to your bottom half.
You shot a thumb at him, then racing him to his room.
