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Namjoon

Namjoon: Lets be spontaneous!

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There I was dancing in the room, wearing nothing but one of Namjoon's tee shirts that was vein big on him. The apartment wasn't as dirty but i decided to touch up a bit. I grabbed the spray bottle and some napkins and started the cleaning process.

"That looks dirty let me clean that that a bit" I sang as I reached over to Namjoon record player. We both like to collect antique things from when ever we travel together. He is always telling me not to touch it even if it's dirty. He is afraid that i will break it.

I laugh to myself, "Hah, me breaking things. Namjoon how ironic." I lift the pointy thing o the record player and start dusting the actual record, being carful as to not break it on purpose. I sway my hips left and right to the beat of the song. Once I had finished cleaning the record i moved to the shelf again and started to dust my glass things.

I bent down to put my little trinkets away so if there was anyone behind me they would be getting a very nice view.I was in my own little world cleaning that I hadn't noticed Namjoon sitting there for the past 20 minutes. Enjoying the view.

I stood up slowly and turned on my slippery socks and fell where Namjoon was sitting. I fell on something hard and it wasn't the belt buckle on Namjoons pants.

"AHHH!! Namjoon when... when did you get here?" I try to get off him but he held me down with his arm.

He smirked.

"Baby girl what do you think you are doing?" He asked. I gave him a innocent look and apologized.

"Namjoon, I'm sorry for touching your records, but it just needed some cle-" He places a finger on my lip and shakes his head.

"Yes, at least you didn't break anything. Buuttttt...Thats not what I'm talking about" He smiled. He makes me get up straddle him. He lifts my shirt a bit and smirks once again.

"Namjoonieee stoppp!" I squeal as I close my shirt realizing that I didn't have anything underneath. My face grew hot and within seconds the tables turns and Namjoon was already on top of me.

"Who said you can can wear my shirt they way that you are right now?" He said as he stripped his shirt off of me.

"Ah Namjoon, its not fair, take yours off too." And with that he started taking off his clothes and releasing his hardened dick. I stood up and Namjoon kissed me and led us all the way to the bedroom. I jumped back onto the bed and waite for namjoon. He was grabbing something from his night stand.

He pulled out a small black box. My curiosity gets the better of me andI snatch the box from his hands and one it. My eyes open so wide in shock.

"Namjoon! What-"

" I wanted to try being spontaneous." He chuckles and takes the blindfold and handcuffs from out of the box." Let me tie this around your head" I get on my hands and knees as he ties the cold silky material around my head. He directs me to put my head close to the head board of the bed and lifts my arms connecting my hands with the cold metal hand cuffs.

I am blindfolded, hands above my head, naked and aching for his touch. " Nam..." his name, a breath moan.

His large hand moves up my legs, then to my thigh, spreading my legs open. He massages my inner thighs as he inches closer to where I want him the most.

A gust of hot air mixes with the cool air in the room, before I could wrap my mind around what he would do, his mouth is on me, already at work.

Left, right, up, and down. His tongue moves in all directions. He flicks and occasionally come in contact with my clit making me squirm and buck at his face.

"Calm down babe, im not doing much," he breathes which makes me move again. " Wah, i think I have to hold you down myself, huh jagiya?" He laughs and places his hands on my waist and hip area from under my thighs and starts lapping at me again. This time he isn't being gentle. He was like a child who had 10 seconds to finish eating ice cream before it melted.

"Ah, Namjoon... Na... " I moan, I want sure if would have even understood me, but speaking that we do this too often, he know when I start speaking gibberish, he knows that he has already done his job well.

I was driving me crazy that I couldn't see my Namjoon. I start to whimper and lift my head. "Are you okay jagiya?" Namjoon says, his voice sound a little distant. 'Where did he go?' I thought in my head. I'm on the bed wth my legs spread open intact it the cold breeze coming fro the slightly opened window.' Did he just open it?' I sigh to catch my breath.

I hear a switch flick on and strong vibration sound after it. " Namjoon! Where the hell did you get a-"
" Yah, you've been saying my name a lot already, and im gonna make you scream my name in pleasure." He says before he rests the tip of the vibrator on my clit and I lose it immediately. I buck my hips ad squirm. " Namjoon!! Ahh!! Nooo... Its too much. Im gonna-" I let myself go without permission. " ahh, I'm sorry namjoon, it was just took much for me"

" You didn't even lat 20 seconds." He laughs and turns it off.
" I want to see you Namjoon." I whisper. I unties the blind fold and I see his naked body. I look from his face to his his sculpted abs to his... you know what. Though ive seen it many times, it still manages to make me feel thy way I do.

"Enjoying the view, huh?" He says and my eyes snap back to his face and I feel may face getting hot again.

"Namjoon... can you let me go now?" I pull at my wrist, they are hurting.

"What. Why. Why should i let you go babe." He leans down and starts to kiss my lips, then to my cheek then to my neck. He finds my sweet spot to quickly and I moan.

"Let me pleasure you Namjoon. Jebal." I say with a breathless moan.

"Okay babe." He agrees ad unlocks my hands free from the headboard and handcuffs.

He lays down and I take action. Im sitting on top of Namjoon and we start to kiss which eventually turned into a heavy make out. His hands are around the small of my back and find their way to my ass and starts to rub up and down my back. I slip out if his grip and move down to his dick and play with it in my hands. He throws his head back in satisfaction even though I haven't done much.

I swaddle him again and I try to be in control but Namjoon hated being the submissive one and he flips me over and positions himself . His thrust were powerful and fast I couldn't help myself. All that was heard was skin slapping against each their and breathless moans coming from both of us.

"Ahh. Im almost..." Namjoon moans and lazily thrusts into me finishing after he came.

He kisses my forehead and falls beside me. I wrap my leg and hug the side of his body.

"Namjoon?" I say

"Hmm?"

" Why are your back so early from work?"

" I forgot my file on the table so I was going to grab it and some lunch but then I got distracted when I saw you cleaning with my big Tshirt on... and now we are here" He hugs me closer.

"So you are supposed to be at work as we speak?" I look up at him in concern

"Ah shibal. What time is it?" He sits up

"Oh no! its 4:59!"

"It's late to go back always" and lays back down and cuddles with me again.

"Ahh Namjoon! Stop. Hahah. Stop it! Omo!!" I scream for help as he tickles me.

He stops and pauses with my hands above my head. He tilts his head and quirks his eyebrow. " Areumdaun jagiya" and he kisses me. And we both smile into the kiss.
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