Gaining a courage to leave a loveless marriage was hard enough, but is it really a good idea to run to your best friend for help? And would you refuse him when he offers you another kind of 'help' when you needed it?
Character | Namjoon x reader
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"My turn," you mutter breathlessly while pulling down his tight boxer, allowing his rigid cock to jump out.
Taking his hard girth in your palm, you start stroking his length lightly before aligning its tip to your lips. He releases a soft gasp as you kiss the swollen tip. You can hear his breathing growing ragged when you open your mouth, and you begin swirling your tongue around the mushroom head before licking your way down the underside of his cock.
Looking up at him, you keep your eyes on him as you slowly take him into your mouth, taking inch by thick inch, and you watch his head falling back the moment you take him in deeper until the tip of his cock starts hitting the back of your mouth.
Loosening your jaw, you slowly pull back, sliding your mouth and hot tongue along his length, leaving wet trails of saliva around his girth. Right before you reach the tip, you come to a halt and push back in, taking more of him into your mouth and letting him reach deep enough until he nudges at your throat.
Once you have gotten the hang of it, you repeat the motion, once, twice, and soon enough, you are bobbing your head and sliding your mouth up and down his cock at a more fluid pace.
"Fuck, _____," he hisses while he runs his fingers through your hair, holding your head in his palms steady as he gently rocks back to thrust his cock into your mouth each time you sink back down his length.
You can feel him twitching inside your mouth, his knees buckling on the bed. But you can also feel him holding back. So you pull up along the length of his cock, sucking it tightly with your hollowed cheeks, before releasing him with a pop.
"Fuck my throat, baby," you whisper to him with low, husky breath once your lips are disengaged from his cock. He looks down at you with his intense gaze, taking your words in, and watches silently as you move forward to take him back into your mouth.
The moment you wrap your lips around his girth, he tightens his grip on the strands of your hair and starts pushing you in just so you can take him deep in your throat. With one long, deep grunt, he lets go of his inhibitions and starts rocking his hips forward with more force against your face at a steady pace as he fucks your throat.
You focus on holding back your gagging as he carries on. Curses and groans keep flowing out through his mouth, before he suddenly stops.
"Shit. Fuck—" he hisses while pulling away.
Strong electric sparks run through your body as he hooks his hands under your arms and tosses you back on the bed.
"You almost make me cum in your mouth, Peach," he grunts deeply as he crawls on top of you, his voice sounds raw with passion as he speaks, his clear desire is evident in his eyes and in his kiss when he quickly takes your lips in the most arousing deep kiss, unmindful of the taste of his cock that still lingers in your tongue.
