Hellraisers - [BTS MAFIA FANFIC]

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That night after everyone went to bed, Namjoon crept into Akira's bedroom. It didn't have to be kept secret, but they found some thrill to it. Felt like teenagers hiding from their parents. 

"Movie?" Akira suggested. 

"You know, we'll put on a movie and end up not watching it." Namjoon chuckled. 

Akira snuggled into his broad chest. She pulled his arms around her. "Okay then this time it's strictly us watching the movie."

Namjoon kissed her hair. "You know that's literally impossible right. You're too distracting,"

Akira scoffed. "Me? I'm distracting? Have you seen yourself in the mirror lately! You and I go walking outside, more people are checking you out than they are me. I mean men and women. You're too attractive. A freaking magnet!"

Namjoon laughed. "Okay okay. I get it. But you know I would never choose someone else. I have the best thing right here." He squeezed his arms, giving her a hug. 

"So.... what movie?" Akira asked. 

"How about.... Frozen?" Namjoon shrugged. Frozen it was. Akira put the movie on and they both slumped on the bed, Namjoon holding Akira. 

30 minutes into the movie, Akira can feel Namjoon's hand slowly making its way up her shirt. She bat his hand with hers away. 

"Movie only." Akira reminded him. Namjoon pouted. 

Akira didn't let up. Not until the entire movie finished. When the credits were rolling, she turned around to face him and then leaned in and kissed him. He kissed her back, extending his legs to either side of her. There, between his legs was a boner. Clear as day. Akira giggled. She took off her shirt and bra to reveal her boobs and how perky her nipples were. 

"Looks like we're both a little too excited." Akira spoke as Namjoon smashed his face into her boob. She let out a small moan. With what free range of motion she had, she pulled down his sweatpants and caressed his dick through his boxers. He switched sides with her. He pulled down her pants and stroked a finger through her panty hitting the clit. Akira whimpered. She pulled out his dick and slowly sucked it. Though not a fan of deep-throat, she did it anyways, knowing Namjoon liked it. Namjoon pinched her nipples. Akira whimpered again. He grinned. Knowing he found her weaknesses. 

Akira stopped deep throating him. Instead, she turned again to face him, and using a hand, she guided his dick into her. She stifled in a moan. She rode him. Slow, then fast, then slow, then medium, then slow, then fast. Soon enough, they both came. Releasing everything they had. Namjoon flipped them so he was the one on top this time and thrusted inside her. Akira clenched her fists around the bedsheets. She tried not moaning but couldn't help it. She let it out. 

When she could muster some strength, she got up and kissed him. She ran her hands through his hair and down his back. Took off his shirt and sucked his nipple. Akira was whimpering so bad, she didn't know how to control it. 100% she was enjoying this but it was all new to her. The only way she could think of to release the emotions she was feeling was to get Namjoon to do it for her. Which he did. He rubbed her clit and made her cum.