Fate

Chapter 180

Namjoon's P.O.V.
F*ck. I'd do it right here and right now. To my girlfriend's confusion, I put her down. "I thought we-"

"Lose the shorts and underwear. Now." My hands were already under her shirt, trying to pull them off, but I realized that resting my hands on her ass felt much better.

She pulled me by the nape for an air-sucking kiss as she took off her assets with the other. When I knelt, she still had questions. "How are you planning on making this work?"

"Well.. I'm somewhat of an engineer, remember?"
I guided her to put her thighs on my shoulders.
"I'm putting it to good use."
Once I secured her on my shoulders, her front facing me, I glanced up as I held her waist.
"I'd say hold tight, but I doubt it'll be a problem."

"You doubt it?-" I think that her question was answered.
Her grasp on my hair confirmed it. Still gentle, but definitely not letting go anything soon.
"N-Namjoon, I swear.."
I was way too proud of myself to dignify her comment with an answer. I'd have to add this to our redos because I'd never cause this intense of a reaction so quickly with my tongue alone. I listened to any changes in her voice, hyper vigilant to any movement. Back curling and leaving the wall? Not where I needed to be, but close. Relaxed, I'm far. Finally, she leaned towards me, no words, a firm hand on my collar, her breath catching more often and being held for a few seconds before getting released like the grip she had on me.

Getting a good look at her was the best prize. Her dazed smiled, her fingers barely managing to play with my hair. I couldn't help myself.
"Can you stand?"

Her grin grew. "..F*ck you."

"Yes, you will." We couldn't help, but let a dumb giggle escape. I lowered her ass to my kneeling knee and helped her drop her legs off my shoulders.
"There's more where that came from."

Her touch on my cheek was so soft. "I have no problem believing you."
I only got the ghost of a kiss.
"Promise me you'll let me do something.."
She undid the buckle of my belt.
"I'm feeling very grateful today."

Would I get- No way. I picked her up.
"Oh, we can do anything we want, Foxy. Stop distracting me with kisses because I WILL run into a wall."

A gentle bite on my ear. "Or.. You just turn left and we go into my room instead."

Her ideas were brilliant.
"At the end of this, if you can say more than my name, I didn't do good enough of a job."

I laid her down on the bed and she pulled me down with her.
"But first, I'll make sure you moan mine."
A kiss.
"You still have way too many layers on."
Min held my shirt at the hem.
"I can take care of those if you'd like?"
We sat up, lips bounded as she helped me remove every item of clothing I had on. After my shirt was nicely thrown on the ground by her, she pressed her hand on my chest, slowly pushing me down.
"Do I need to restrain you not to have your hands pressing on my head?"

What idiot would do that? "You don't NEED to, but it could spice it up."

I felt her chuckle against my neck between pecks.
"No ties then."
We wouldn't need to spice it up? That confident, huh?
"Mind handing me what we need in the drawer?"

At this point, these were hidden all around the house. I gave her one.
"Want me to put it on?"

"I can do it myself."
She denied, kisses trailing down. "All you have to do is to either watch or close your eyes and enjoy yourself."

The last point was already covered-
Oh.. my God. That was her mouth? I couldn't believe it.. How did she put the- Fuck me... PLEASE do this more often. Her movements were slow with slight pressure being applied by her lips. The feeling was so nice I couldn't control the sounds escaping my own lips. Mostly swear words, her nicknames and her name.. That sensation, was it why she grabbed the sheets and my hair so tightly when I did things to her?
Not laying eyes on her as soon as I opened them was bothersome. I could sense everything her skin touched. A hand on my waist, her upper body against my thighs.. I wanted my fingers to caress her cheeks, her hair... Maybe-
"Dammit, Foxy-"
She picked up the pace. Her hands were amazing, but this was on another level. I was in so much trouble. It got warm so quickly. I caught a glimpse of her other hand, holding the sheets, inches from my own. When I reached for it, Min didn't hesitate to keep our hands locked.
Little did I know that this could get any better.

Mina's P.O.V.
I've been at this for a few minutes only and his already getting tensed. Hearing him swear was quite entertaining I have to admit, but he still hadn't said my name.. I knew what might drive him insane, pushing him to the edge. Quite a simple thing actually, my free hand. A few fingers only did the trick. Placing them at the base and they follow what motion I did with more or less constriction.
I heard his head shoot back, dropping on the pillow. His hand gripped mine even stronger.
"Oh my f*cking God..! Mina.. Where the hell did you hide that? Good Lord.."
His gasps and moans kept going.
What- was that his hand near my hair? Don't...
Joon simply put my hair behind my ear, leaving a kiss on the hand that held his. I wanted to kiss him SO badly.

Coming, he relaxed under my touch. I moved back, our laced hands caressing each other's with our thumbs. "Told you I'd make you say my name."

For one who wanted to leave me speechless, he seemed stunned.
"You've.. You've been.. able to do this all along?"

I nodded. "Yeah? It was my kind of mood today."
I didn't typically enjoy these, but if he respected my boundaries like today..
"Maybe it can be a more common occurrence?"
I liked this time a lot more than I used to. To be fair, it had been years.

He sat up, me still sitting on his thighs. "You would?"

His expression was priceless. "You're smiling like an idiot."

"What did you expect? Your handjobs are GREAT, but this? THIS is just.. wow."

I pushed him down. "Shut it, you!"

He pulled me down with him. "Make me."

I wouldn't sleep, would I?