Namjin Smut

Wreck Daddy, Baby

Written by: ShipsandSmuts

Summary:

Namjoon obviously has a daddy kink.

...But Seokjin, so used to being called 'mom', didn't expect it... he still loves it nevertheless.

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Seokjin doesn't really love being called 'mom', but he's used to it, so he puts up with it. It's a thing associated with him now. It's almost a part of him, thanks to his bandmates and the company.

"D-Daddy!"

So when he suddenly gets called 'Daddy', by one of those bandmates, it's... definitely new.

"F-Fuck," he groans, hips bucking up into the wet heat surrounding his throbbing length.

It shouldn't be though.

It's obvious that Namjoon has a daddy kink.

Even before Namjoon just spluttered that word while he bounced shamelessly on Seokjin's cock, it was obvious. Now... with the way Namjoon slows down his bounces, more broken 'daddy''s leaving his plump wobbling lips, head tucked to his chest, it's a fact.

Seokjin looks up at the younger fondly.

He just never expected Namjoon to have the kink... this way.

"Daddy?" he chuckles, hands sliding up and down Namjoon's sides comfortingly.

Namjoon's head snaps up, face flushed.

"Wh-what?" he stutters, lips wobbling once more, eyes heavy.

He's so out of it. He doesn't even know what he said. How cute.

Seokjin drags his hands to Namjoon's stomach. It's supposed to be another comforting action, but when he feels little strings of cum lining his abdomen...

"Fuck," Seokjin grunts, "I knew you had a daddy kink, but this..." his voice trails off as Namjoon curls in on himself in what appears to be shame, judging by the redness in his flushed face and the whiny groan he lets out of his still wobbling lips.

How cute indeed.

"Joonie," Seokjin coos, "baby—" and then he moans when Namjoon's body just fucking... moves, like, really moves at his words.

"O-Oh fuck,"

How the hell did he ever think Namjoon had the kink differently? The kid likes being called 'Baby' for fucks sake!

"F-Fuck, hy-hyung—"

"D-Daddy—"

"Hyung, I-I—"

"Daddy."

Namjoon's voice trails off too as Seokjin sits up and grabs his hips.

"Call me 'Daddy'." he grits, fingers sinking into Namjoon's hipbones so hard they'll definitely bruise, causing him to wince and "I like it." whimper at his words.

"Y-You do?" he asks, hips slowly starting to roll again as his weeping cock twitches back to life. Seokjin coos once more, this time with a little chuckle.
"Weirdly enough, yeah."

Namjoon's rolling hips stutter.

"W-Weird-ly?" and so do his words, breathy and ragged.

Again, Seokjin coos.

He hugs Namjoon close, face nuzzling into his neck, and places a soft kiss to his collarbone. His pink lips trace up his chest, skimming his flushing skin, as his hands hooked around his narrow waist slide up his arching back toward his nape. Seokjin holds Namjoon as close as possible (Which is pretty damn close, considering his hard dick is still up his clenching ass) as he presses kiss after kiss up his neck, to his jawline, to his lips, then his face until he's smiling, his eyes scrunching up adorably, dimples on show — which, of course, Seokjin also makes sure to kiss.