Bts' Book of Oneshots (Requests Closed.)

Namjin (Request)

(A/N: O///O Kim Seokjin where on earth are you putting those hands, hmm???! I'm just so done with them . . . . . .)

Genre: Smut
Requested by: ins_lullaby A new friend; sorry this took so long, ins_lullaby .
This one is for you! ❤️

"Nice Legs You Got There . . ."

       "Nice legs you got there . . ." Namjoon chuckled lustfully at the sight in front of him. "But they'd probably look better when wrapped around me as I fuck your tight ass."
"Namjoon, these fucking heels are killing me, can I please take this fucking embarrassing outfit off now?" Seokjin whined as he fumbled with his dark red gown that kept riding up his slim body, showing the expanse of milky white skin that was located far above his knee.
       "And why would you need to do that hyung? You look really pretty like this." Namjoon questioned as he harshly gipped a handful of smooth golden brown locks of hair and yanked it back causing Seokjin to gasp and moan loudly.
       "Sshhh~" Don't want to wake up my little brother do you?" Namjoon smirked as he got off the bed, and began loosening his tie.
       "He's gonna wake up anyway if we keep going with what we're doing."
       "Take off the dress, hyung." Namjoon demanded in a low growl, completely ignoring the fact that Seokjin was correct- once again. "I changed my mind."
"Somebody's impatient," Seokjin laughed as he (with much difficulty) chucked his heels off, before reaching out for the zipper low on his back. If Namjoon thought he didn't have a thing for girls clothes, he was sure he did now because his hyung sure looked good in dresses. Namjoon smiled to himself as he took off hos own shoes, socks, tie, shirt, and pants, leaving himself in nothing but his boxers. Seokjin already had the dress halfway off, when a loud shredding sound was heard. Namjoon looked up to see a flushed-faced wide eyed Kim Seokjin, in his boxers and frozen still. "Fuck." Seokjin cursed under his breath. "I just ripped the dress, and I don't have any other clothes."
"Let's worry about that later, huh? Get on the bed. Hands and knees." Namjoon ordered as he licked his lips hungrily. Seokjin obeyed after quickly pulling his boxers off. "And you call me eager? I never asked you to finish getting undressed."
"At least I can admit it though. Now hurry up before I jack myself off instead."
Namjoon smiled deviously as he pulled off his own boxers, before climbing on the bed and hovering over the older boy. Namjoon grabbed the lube and coated his fingers and at Seokjin's entrance who shivered at the feeling. Namjoon prepared Seokjin who was trying (and clearly failing) to keep himself quiet through Namjoon's tie he had fastened against his mouth. Namjoon pulled his fingers out and Seokjin whined at the loss of contact, but moaned when Namjoon's hand harshly came in contact with his ass.
"So much for being quiet." Namjoon muttered to himself and chuckled. He glanced at the other bed, shocked to find his younger brother still asleep. Seriously; how the hell is this kid still sleeping?!
Namjoon turned his attention back to Seokjin and aligned himself with Seokjin's entrance. Namjoon winced as he slowly pushed his way into Seokjin as the older boy who let out a loud elongated moan as he clenched around Namjoon's length.
       "Holy shit." Seokjin managed between pants of breath. "Since when the hell did you get so goddamn fucking huge?!"
       Namjoon didn't reply, instead he experimentally slapped Seokjin's ass again, earning a satisfactional whine (along with a string of curses) as Seokjin rocked back against Namjoon. Seokjin panted heavily with sweat trickling down his his skin and he stayed still for a few minutes, before slowly moving his ass side to side.
      "Move." Seokjin mumbled, as he hung his head low.
      Namjoon groaned as he slowly pulled out of Seokjin, before grabbing the older's hips and thrusting all the way back in all at once.
"Namjoon~!!! FUCK!!!!!" Seokjin fisted the sheets with his knuckles turning white as tears fell from his long eyelashes and he continued to pant heavily. Seokjin didn't even get a chance to decide the speed he wanted Namjoon to use (since the younger was impatient and his hormones were raging rather violently), before the younger boy rapidly slammed in and out Seokjin without a break, causing the older to become a moaning and sobbing mess.
"Nnngghhh! Oh GOD!!! Right-Right there, N-Namjoon!!! Oh, fuck!!!!!" To get a better angle for penetration, Namjoon put one hand on Seokjin's waist, and the other on the scruff of Seokjin's neck, gently pushing the older's face into the mattress. Seokjin gasped deeply as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he released onto the sheets, clenching around Namjoon. This made the younger groan, throwing his head back as he rode out his own climax, releasing deep inside of Seokjin. Namjoon moaned as he pulled out painfully, earning a high-pitched whine from Seokjin, and the younger got some things to wipe them clean along with changing the sheets.
" . . . Hyung?" Namjoon and Seokjin heard a voice calling, both partially regretting having sex when Namjoon was technically supposed to be 'baby-sitting' his younger brother.
"Ne, Yoongi?" Namjoon answered hesitantly.
"Can I call TaeTae and ask him to come over? You and your pretty hot girlfriend made me super hard just now." Yoongi said making Seokjin blush at the youngest's comment, while Namjoon tried to think of the best way to respond (which he really should've said a straight up 'no,' but he's stupid . . . . .)
"Uuuhhhh, yeah sure. I don't see why not."
Yoongi grabbed the house phone and quickly dialed his boyfriend's number.
"You know, I hate you. . ." Seokjin mumbled against Namjoon's shoulder.
"Love you too baby," Namjoon said with a wink as he covered the now fully naked Seokjin with the new clean sheets. "And my parents are gonna kill me."
"Yup."
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I'm sorry it's bad (first Namjin Smut TBH)

(A/N: Why R they So GorGEouS?)