Jungkook was filled with an exhilarating sense of excitement, relishing the moment as he leaned in to kiss his husband deeper. As he tangled his fingers in Namjoon's dark hair, he playfully tousled it into a delightful mess, reminiscent of a whimsical romance.
With a playful glint in his eyes, he nibbled at Namjoon's lips as if he were a hungry bunny, eliciting a soft chuckle from his partner.
Namjoon, ever the indulgent spouse, allowed Jungkook to take the reins, embracing the spontaneity and passion of the moment, giving him the freedom to express himself in any way he desired.
Jungkook's exploration of Namjoon's mouth was driven by an insatiable hunger, a craving that led to their lips moving in perfect synchrony. The sounds of their kisses echoed softly around them, mixing with the gentle rhythm of their breaths.
Spit mingled between them as they both engaged wholeheartedly in the passionate exchange, each taking their turn to elicit pleasure in the other. Their necks rotated gracefully from left to right, allowing them to encounter each other from every angle, enhancing the intimacy of their smooching.
Suddenly, the air shifted as Namjoon felt a surge of desire, crossing the line from romantic affection to something more primal and electric. With a gentle yet assertive movement, he lay Jungkook down backward, being careful not to startle him.
Jungkook, trusting and eager for the next step, offered no protests, laying still as anticipation filled the space between them.
Jungkook's heartbeat seemed to pause for a moment as he felt Namjoon's warm breath fanning softly across his face, stirring a delightful shiver down his spine. He closed his eyes, vividly imagining the way his husband looked at his body, his gaze filled with admiration and longing.
"Namjoon..." Jungkook breathed out, the word escaping his lips almost like a moan, infused with a mixture of desire and affection.
They lay on the exceptionally spacious bed, its plushness allowing Jungkook to stretch out comfortably. He extended his legs lazily, reminiscent of a stalking jungle cat, positioning himself in a way that offered Namjoon an enticing view of his crotch area.
The thin shirt he wore clung to his frame, heightening the desire in the air and leaving Namjoon wanting more, his gaze fixated with unrestrained passion. Jungkook couldn't help but indulge in fantasies of Namjoon's own body, imagining the sinful curves and contours of his husband’s bare skin.
Sensing the heat of the moment, Nam began to plant delicate kisses along Jungkook's neck, each one a whisper of desire filled with affection.
Namjoon, mindful of their public personas, refrained from leaving any bite marks that would betray their secret relationship as a couple, forever cloaked in the shadows of their private world, especially since Jungkook was an idol.
Yet, a flicker of hope ignited in Jungkook’s heart—a yearning thought lingered in his mind: 'Maybe one day, they would no longer have to hide their love from the world.'
Jungkook moans loud enough for him to smile triumphantly against his neck, the sound reverberating in the intimate space they share. It's overstimulating and hot; a mix of pleasure and delight washes over him, and he finds himself losing all sense of restraint.
He doesn’t want any of it to stop, the sensation wrapping around him like a warm blanket. With his heart racing, he grasps Namjoon's arms tightly, his fingers digging into the fabric as if to pull him in closer, hoping to cross the boundaries of their current bliss.
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𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 || Namkook
Fanfiction" I'm not attempting to take his place, trust me. I Just want you to accept my love Namjoon." Said Jungkook while sobbing on the floor. Adoption/Translation not allowed. Top_Knj|Bottom_Jjk
