Namjoon fan fiction
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Y/n decides she wants to celebrate her birthday alone this year and decides to go out to a bar.
After a few drinks, she meets a mysterious, yet
mesmerizing man. He may appear...
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You felt your stomach flip at his words. You were in the complete darkness of the blindfold and at Namjoon's total mercy. You never would have imagined at the beginning of this night that you would end up in this position. Literally.
You let out a gasp as you felt his fingertip slowly trace over your lips, bringing you out of your thoughts and back into his bedroom. He let out a small breath on your collarbone as he climbed on top of you. You could feel yourself getting wet with excitement.
"I have to say. I wasn't very happy with your teasing tonight, baby." Namjoon's voice flowed like silk into your ears. You felt as he continued to trace his fingers over your lips softly. His frustrated words were in stark contrast to his gentle movements.
Namjoon gripped your face harshly, all gentleness suddenly gone. "Do what I say and tonight will be fun for the both of us."
He inserted his middle and ring finger into your mouth, rolling them over the softness of your tongue. You moaned quietly around his fingers.
"Suck."
You immediately obeyed and began working your tongue over his fingers, mimicking the way you had worked his cock in the car earlier. This earned a low moan from Namjoon. Unbeknownst to you, his cock twitched at the feeling of your tongue as precum leaked from his tip.
He removed his fingers from your mouth abruptly, leaving you panting. He brought them down to your heat and began tracing your folds, but never quite touching your clit.
"Please." You whined.
"Oh, baby. Only good girls get rewarded. Bad girls like you have to wait for what they want." He brought his fingers back and forth from your entrance to your clit, never touching either one but always dangerously close. You desperately tried to close your legs, but to no avail.
Namjoon let out a quiet laugh. "Already can't take anymore? You sure wanted to act brave back at the bar. And even during the car ride here." He brought his hand away from your heat, causing you to buck your hips at the loss of contact.
"I-I'm fine, sir." You stated, trying to sound as confident as you possibly could.
"Oh?" Namjoon slid down your body, leaving a trail of kisses, yet again. Only this time, he continued even as he reached your heat, earning a gasp from you. Your back arched in pleasure as his huge hands gripped your waist, keeping you still.
Without warning you felt his long tongue finally make contact with you as he licked a long strip between your folds. You cried out at his constant teasing as you were becoming more needy. He repeated this motion several times before finally moving slowly towards your clit.
You wanted to see what he was doing. You wanted him to stare into your eyes as he worked you with his tongue. You wanted to run your hands through his hair while he tongue fucked you. Damn this blindfold. Damn these restraints.
