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Namjin Being Gay for 2k Words or So

What the fuck was going on?

After a surprising amount of alcohol, Y/n found herself sitting on Jin's lap, giving him a little dance while Namjoon whistled and cheered her on. She felt Jin's hands grabbing at her, and she was quick to lean into it, rubbing herself across his lower half. He groaned and bucked his hips, Y/n going with the flow and continuing the dance. It wasn't anything extravagant, but it brought ecstasy to her veins. Pleasure blossomed through her body as Jin grabbed her hips and help her grind, their figures moving together to create friction.

Namjoon was adoring each second (although she could tell he was jealous), his cheers egging both of them on. Of course they were in the kitchen while doing this. It was always the kitchen. For some reason, this poor kitchen had seen it all: Yoonjin being gay, Namjin being gay, Jimin's breakdown, and Taehyung having a blast with Y/n under the table. It was a mixed bag of emotions, and Y/n wasn't sure how to handle it.

Jin groaned and let his head drift back, showing off that perfect jawline of his. His cherry lips parted to let out soft noises that had Y/n moving faster, his eyes squinted and teetering between shut and open. Jin's reaction had Namjoon clapping, Y/n laughing at Namjoon's eagerness. So, being the tease she was (she was hanging out with Jimin too much), she slid off Jin and went to Namjoon instead. He was sitting not far away, giving Y/n perfect access to him.

As soon as she came over, he manspread and grabbed her hand, bringing her down on his lap. Jin scoffed and rained hell on them for taking his pleasure away, but Y/n was too in the moment to care about that. They'd both get their fair share. They both needed the escape, so Y/n provided it.

Namjoon got the same treatment as Jin, only Namjoon was more keen on eye contact. They stared at each other the entire time, Namjoon's hands holding her in place and preventing her from breaking the gaze. That alone had her wishing to squeeze her legs together. It took all her willpower to resist the dragon eyes of Kim Namjoon. However, she was petty and stubborn. If she was going to fuck Namjoon (which was a strong possibility), she wanted to do it her way. She would seduce him, not the other way around.

Her hands went to his neck, leaving soft scratches there that had him grunting like Jin did not long ago. His hands massaged her thighs and glided up to the curve of her ass, squeezing and bringing her closer. It was Jin's turn to cheer, applauding and begging for more. Y/n smirked and obliged, rubbing slowly to get Namjoon to break the eye contact. He didn't budge. Sensing her plan, Namjoon widened his eyes.

Okay, it was official: Y/n wanted to fuck Namjoon.

What a fucking tease. He was dirtier than many gave him credit for, and she gave in and sped up her actions. Surprisingly, the sudden speed got him much closer to closing his eyes than the slowness did. So Jin liked teasing, and Namjoon liked actions. Y/n made a mental note of that.

Her nails dug into the skin on his neck, leaving marks that would take days to heal. Namjoon didn't mind. In fact, he encouraged her to do it more, whispering about how she needed to mark her property. Considering Namjoon seemed more dom than sub, she was amazed by his comments, but fuck, who was she to complain? Actually, fuck. The odds were, he was saying that so he had an "excuse" to take "revenge" later.

"That's it, good girl," Namjoon said in his low tone. She froze, Namjoon raising both his brows. "Did I hurt you? Are you okay?"

"Yeah just... that was so hot, I think I came a little."

"Y/n!" Jin shouted with a yelp.

Unfortunately, that yelp caught the attention of a certain bunny, who strolled into the kitchen to investigate the disturbance. Jungkook's jaw dropped when he saw Y/n on Namjoon's lap, and she hopped off him, brushing herself off as if that never happened. Jungkook's jaw remained on the ground. Then, he picked it up and gave them his angry bunny face.