Bubbles || Namjin AUs ✔

✰³ Love Me Again

Warnings: swearing, mention of blood, degradation, sexual content (dubious/ non-consensual), mental breakdown, etc.

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Story- 9, Part Three
MARRIED NAMJIN AU
Words: 7, 455

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏: 1+ year ago
𝑬𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏: 27 sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, 2025

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The moment their lips met, it was as if the world itself exploded around them, the intensity of months of unspoken longing crashing down in a single, electric touch.

Seokjin froze for a heartbeat, overwhelmed- but as soon as he realized that Namjoon was kissing him, his lips trembled, instinctively parting to meet the CEO's, knees weakening beneath him. Every nerve in his body hummed with need and shock.

Namjoon pressed him harder against the cold bathroom wall, feeling Seokjin shiver under his touch. His hands roamed possessively, gripping at the curves beneath his husband's gown.

"Ahh~" Seokjin couldn't stifle the loud moan that escaped him at the rough hands that groped him, Namjoon shoving his hot, warm tongue past his lips, deepening the kiss.

Seokjin gripped onto his husband's coat, but his fistfuls of cloth loosened as Namjoon's lips and touches made him grow weaker and weaker, moaning helplessly against the latter's soft but brutal lips and tongue. Their first kiss in months.

The CEO kissed his shaking husband roughly, biting and sucking on his lips harshly, drawing more moans out of him as he sucked on his tongue before devouring his lips again, riled on by anger and jealousy at the little submissive whines and the trembling fingers struggling to keep a firm hold on him.

Namjoon's teeth grazed Seokjin's plush lower lip, suckling and biting with a sharp intensity that stole all breath and control.

Such a little whore... The thought flared unbidden in Namjoon's mind, and his jealousy ignited.

What if he was like this behind my back, moaning under someone else's hands?

The thought filled Namjoon with distaste and pure rage as he pulled himself away from Seokjin abruptly, letting go of him entirely so that he cried out in shock, staggering back weakly against the wall. The smaller male gasped as a wave of oxygen hit him in the face, and he wrapped his hand lightly over his throat as he took big puffs of it, chest heaving with every pant.

Namjoon took in the already ruined beauty before him with hooded dragon eyes, panting himself with lips sleeked over with saliva. Seokjin was in no way in a better condition, looking as if he'd been attacked by some dangerous beast.

Soft hair a mess and standing in all directions, dilated brown eyes dazed and out of focus, half open and gorgeous, and pretty red mouth open, swollen and sore, a little string of drool trailing down his chin. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down prominently, his slender neck arched.

Seokjin's bare back was supported against the cold wall as his knees bent from weakness, and his arms were wrapped around himself, hardly able to hold onto the forearm straps that dangled dangerously low down his arms, nearly his whole chest in view, except his nipple, hard and clinging against the silk covering the beaded hard skin.