Sugar Rush

55 [M]

*the credits of above fanart to the owner*

Seokjin yawned as he got up from the chair of the home office. He made his way to the living room and smiled softly. "Hey, baby." He sat beside Namjoon. Namjoon turned to him and smiled as well.

"Hey, hyung." He closed his laptop and set it on the table. "Are you done with the work?"

Seokjin nodded and placed his head in Namjoon's lap. "Finally. I thought it would take the entire day."

Namjoon chuckled and massaged Seokjin's scalp lightly, "It had been an entire day. It is 7 in the evening. You worked for 5 hours straight."

Seokjin's eyes went wide and he looked at the clock hung on the wall. Damn. "I am sorry, I made you wait. Because of the party yesterday, I was a little behind schedule."

Namjoon nodded, "I understand, hyung." His hand on Seokjin's scalp became more gentle. Seokjin became so comfortable that he nuzzled a bit into Namjoon's lap. A small curse left Namjoon's mouth and his hand stopped moving.

Seokjin opened his eyes and looked at Namjoon in speculation, "What was that?"

Namjoon shook his head, "Nothing." But Seokjin knew what had happened. His action had affected Namjoon a bit. He smirked and moved his head closer to Namjoon's cock.

"Ugh." Namjoon groaned, "Hyung..." He whined.

Seokjin was quick to move and sat straight, "Are you affected by me?" He smiled cockily.

Namjoon leaned towards Seokjin, "You always affect me." He groaned when he felt friction on his pants. "Hyung... please."

"Please what, Joon-ah?" Seokjin whispered in a sultry voice as his hands started moving slowly.

Namjoon hummed, "Do something."

Seokjin placed his nose on the crook Namjoon's neck, smelling the earthy smell that Namjoon always carried with him. "Come on, Namjoon. Say it. What do you want? I won't do it till you say the words."

Namjoon shivered under Seokjin's voice. He knew Seokjin could be dominating in a relationship but he saw it for the first time and he was loving it. He leaned his face to give Seokjin more access to his neck, "Please. Can you-" He gulped, "Can you suck me off?"

Seokjin's hand stopped moving altogether, making Namjoon panic. Did he cross a line? Was Seokjin uncomfortable with the idea? Fuck. He looked at Seokjin with a scared expression, "Hyu-"

He stopped when Seokjin took the cushion from the couch and placed it in between Namjoon's feet. He stood up and went to Namjoon's ears, "Good boy." he said as he licked and bit Namjoon's ear lobe. Namjoon shivered more. His breath was becoming ragged and shallow. Seokjin slowly made his way down to Namjoon's neck, licking and sucking the skin that was exposed. It was such a small act, but it made a huge impact on Namjoon who moaned and held Seokjin's back to stabilise himself.

Soon Seokjin was on his knees in front of Namjoon. Namjoon's sweats were taken off and he was sitting only in his boxers, shivering as Seokjin nosed his dick while kneading his thighs.

God! Seokjin was in love with Namjoon's thighs. They were so muscular and fleshy, that it was easy to anchor his hands there while he reeled Namjoon up.

"Hyung... Ah- please." Namjoon begged like his life depended on it.

Seokjin chuckled, sending shivers across Namjoon's cock and making Namjoon moan louder. He hooked his finger on the waistband and took Namjoon's member out. Seokjin sighed, making himself ready to make Namjoon feel like heaven. Seokjin had given a head before in his early youth when he was still rebellious and learning things but that was a long time ago. Usually, he was the receiver whether he was with men or women. And the fact that mattered more to Seokjin was that Namjoon was just... huge. He squeezed the base a little and then gave it a few strokes, till it was leaking and hard enough.