Yes Sir (Kim Namjoon Fanfic)

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I followed Namjoon into the living room, feeling so small in his large home.

He walked over to a side table and grabbed a short crystal glass, pouring a rich honey colored liquor into it

He walked over to a side table and grabbed a short crystal glass, pouring a rich honey colored liquor into it.

"Would you care for a drink?" He asked, turning around slowly.

"No thank you sir. I had a little bit earlier before you called, so it may not be wise." I said, giving him a small nervous smile.

"Suit yourself.  Now, follow me.  We are going to have the conference call in the theater." He said as he smiled.   He looked so incredible, I had to try not to stare.  He was wearing a pair of dress pants and a button up shirt.  A few of his buttons at the top were unbuttoned and his sleeves were rolled up and pushed above his elbows. I swallowed and tried not to look at him as I followed him into his home theater.

He directed me to sit in the front row on the right of him

He directed me to sit in the front row on the right of him.  I sat down and crossed my legs, trying not to bounce my leg nervously.

"I will be right back." He said as he left the room. I let my eyes wander around the room, amazed at the luxury. I took out my phone and decided to check on Taehyung and Jungkook.

Hey, how are things going?

Jungkook: You tell me ;) *photo*

I couldn't help but smile at the adorably cheesy selfie they sent, happy that they were getting along well.  I quickly put my phone down when I heard Mr. Kim's footsteps getting closer.  He sat on the chair near me and pressed a few buttons on the remote, bringing the large screen to life. In a matter of minutes, Mr. Kim was speaking with several people, trying to get everyone's attention.  The call, in reality, only lasted about 30 minutes, but it felt like a lifetime, hearing them drone on and on about property value and consumerism. When it was finished, Mr. Kim shut the screen off and stood up, offering me his hand to help me up.  I lightly grabbed it and as he pulled me up fast, he let my hand go and quickly wrapped it around my waist, pulling me into him.  His breath still slightly smelled of alcohol as he brought his face inches away from my own.

"I have been trying and trying but damn it, I can't hold off anymore." he growled as he squeezed me tighter to him.  He quickly kissed me, immediately entering his warm tongue into my mouth.  He let his hands roam over my back and down around to my ass, squeezing it gently at first.  He let out a low moan into my mouth that sent chills all over my body as I slowly closed my eyes and started to kiss him back without thinking.  That seemed to spurn him on, making his kisses get more intense and far rougher, him taking my bottom lip in his teeth.  He bit on it to where it was borderline pleasure and pain.  As he popped it out of his mouth, he let out a harsh sigh.

"Come with me." he said, grabbing hold of my hand and starting to walk through the mansion.  I followed him a couple flights of stairs until we he opened a door at the top of the staircase, revealing a gorgeous bedroom.

He clicked on the fireplace before starting to slowly unbutton his shirt, revealing more and more of his softly toned chest and stomach

He clicked on the fireplace before starting to slowly unbutton his shirt, revealing more and more of his softly toned chest and stomach.  I swallowed as he let the shirt drop from around his shoulders, floating down in a gentle pool behind him.  I took my shoes off and stood there, unsure of exactly he wanted me to do.  He turned around, revealing his broad and muscular back as I heard him unbuckling his belt.

"Come here." he said in a low, husky voice.  I walked slowly over behind him and stood there, wiping my sweaty palms on my skirt.  He turned around and smirked, making his dimples pop into his cheeks.  He stepped close to me, letting the back of his finger graze over the bare skin of my arm.  Chills formed on my skin as he worked his finger all the way down to my wrist before shifting his attention to the hem of my shirt.  He gripped it with both hands and peeled it off over my head, chewing on his lip as he did so.  He let out a little hum of approval as his eyes focused on the gray and black lace bra covering my breasts.  He smiled as he started to lay his palms flat against my shoulders, sliding them down and letting them both rest on the outside of my bra.  He let his fingertips dig into the skin on the top of my boobs as he squeezed firmly.  I let out a sigh, feeling my stomach fluttering uncontrollably.  He chuckled slightly as he let go and walked slowly around me, gently tracing his hands over my skin.  When he was standing fully behind me, he slid his fingers down my back until he reached the waist of my skirt.  He slowly unzipped it and let it drop to the floor, revealing the matching lace boy short panties.  He let out another harsh breath as he wrapped his arms around me from behind and pulled me into him.  He took a handful of my hair and tugged it harshly as he yanked my head back.  He licked up my neck and started sucking on the base of my neck, making me let out a groan.

"Mmmm, you like that, kitten?" He asked, as he started to nip at my skin.

"Y-yes." I breathed, feeling my body wake up again.  He gripped my hair harder and yanked it harshly, almost making me cry out.

"Yes, what?" He breathed against my skin before sucking on it again.

"Yes s-sir!" I said in a pleading and slightly worried tone.  He laughed lightly as he let me go, walking over to the plush chair and sitting in it, slightly slouched.   He waved me over, watching me walk with hungry eyes as I walked over and stood in front of him.

"Now, I want to see what you can do.  Please me."