From a shy schoolboy blushing over his favorite barista's smile to a brave Luna softening the heart of a fierce Alpha leader, love finds Namjoon and Seokjin in every corner of the multiverse.
Maybe they're enemies who secretly save each other, or a...
Oneshot- 14, Part Two FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS AU Words: 1,441
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A/N: Y'all, I'm sorry about this tiny part 😭 I did write the second scene of this part with at least 4000 words in my notes app, but stupid ME accidentally deleted it. I selected the whole thing to copy it, but I pressed cut instead and the whole thing was gone 😃
I have no inspiration to rewrite it yet bc the very idea itself makes me shudder 😭 It's lots of work, and I'm too tired to write it again...
I promise to make it up to you, and specially you, Four. I just wanted to make it the last update of 2024 👉👈
Next part of Dusk will have 10,000+ words, and yeah, lots of smut, and angst???
Here's the little shower scene you were talking about 💀💕🌻
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"Ah! Ahh! Just like th-that! Ohh~ H-hah! Do that again! Oh- Fuck! N-Namjoon! Harder! Ahh~"
Seokjin's lewd moans echoed between the walls of the bathroom as Namjoon fucked him relentlessly from behind against the tiled pillar under the running shower, the water trickling down their entwined bodies, naked skin soaked with continuous beads of water rolling down, still flushed from their last round in the bedroom.
"Fuck, hyung, I can't get enough of you!"
Namjoon grunted as his every thrust sent Seokjin crashing everytime against the pillar he was hugging for aid, dissolving in cries of pleasure, his lithe thighs trembling as he found difficulty to remain on his feet. And with every thrust, his erection brushed roughly against the tiles, painting it with precum.
"Ah- Mmmmmm!" Seokjin whined loudly, choking with ecstasy as Namjoon pulled his lower body back by the hips, slamming deeper into him, hitting his prostate.
"Such a pretty mess- all for me, isn't it?" Namjoon growled lowly in return, his gaze and every word he spoke dripping with desire.
Seokjin clung to the pillar for dear life, his already sensitive, swollen nipples rubbing raw against the cold surface as the younger man pounded him like he'd demanded him to, his screams and whimpers growing more and more slurred till he was a babbling mess, clawing at the tiles as he began to lose himself from overstimulation.
