Pornstars ~NamJin~

Video 4

~Jin's POV~

I whined as Namjoon quickly got up and left me, laying on his bed panting and confused. I slowly got up and went to put on my pants, not being able to find them. I frowned in confusion before moving to his dresser, stealing some boxers and some of his shorts. He'd been acting so different since Tae had come over and it was confusing me.

I walked out and went downstairs, blushing as Tae looked at me. Last night I'd told him about all the things Namjoon had been doing and now I had to tell him about what he said.

"Come to my room."

"Okay?"

I saw Namjoon watching from the kitchen as I pulled Tae to my room. We sat on my bed and I locked the door.

"What is it Jin?"

"He said I made him jealous..," I started, telling him everything.

"It seriously sounds like he has a crush on you Jin."

"A crush? But Tae he makes fun of me on Twitter and says he hates me."

"Jin, don't you remember being little and being mean to someone you had a crush on?"

"But we're grown men. He did say he wanted to act like we were dating but I told him I couldn't. Even if he does like me, I don't like him."

"Hobi told me you couldn't cum without thinking of him."

"Wha- It wasn't like..."

I suddenly felt lips on mine as I was pushed down. Taehyung was straddling me and kissing me. My first instinct was to push him off but then I realized what he was doing. He was trying to get me to 'realize my feelings' too bad they were nonexistent and I could easily kiss him back.

I heard my door open as I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him closer. I heard a small "oh" before the door shut again. Taehyung pulled away and wiped his mouth slightly.

"I think my plan just backfired."

"How?"

"Nevermind that, Jin, we're going to make him jealous until he confesses."

"Why would we do that?"

"Maybe in the process, you'll figure out you have feelings."

"I DON'T!"

Tae gave me a sassy face and mumbled a soft, "Mhm, sure."

I frowned and looked at the time. Fuck. It was time to record our video. I got up and looked at Tae.

"Are you staying here?"

"Yeah, sure."

I rolled my eyes and walked out, seeing Namjoon walk into the room. I followed him.

"Sorry, you had to see that I was trying to teach him something."

"You don't have to lie to me about your boyfriend, Jin. I understand."

"Huh? Tae's not my... I mean... yeah. My boyfriend. He's definitely my boyfriend."

Namjoon gave me a look and I could read so many emotions. Anger, hurt, sadness, confusion, and most importantly jealousy. He actually was jealous. My heart felt weird for a second and all I wanted was to make him smile. Nothing seemed to hurt him or bother him before.

"Yeah, we have a video to film so," He spat at me angrily.

The cameraman gave us a look and I nodded, getting on the bed. Suddenly I felt Namjoon on top of me. He had me pinned down.

I felt as a hand yanked my clothes off. I'd pissed him off... This was probably about to leave me limping for months. His hand was stroking me before he undressed, yanking the plug out and slamming himself into me.

I let out a moan before I felt a sudden rush to my head and I couldn't breathe. Realization hit me. Namjoon was choking me. I heard him talking but I couldn't really understand him in my state.

"You belong to me Seokjin. I own you."

I only picked up on my real name, the rest was fuzzy as he slammed into me with hard and fast thrusts. His hand released me and suddenly I could breathe again. I surprised myself by wanting him to do it again. Even if I didn't like any kink before, with Namjoon I had every kink in the book it seemed.

"M-more!" I choked out.

He gripped my throat again and slammed harder. I felt my air leaving me and realized how much I trusted him to do this. I trusted Namjoon. Only trust. Not love. Tae is stupid to think that.

Suddenly I could breathe again and screamed out happily, whining out his name.

"Tell me who owns you."

"Y-You!"

"My name, Jinnie, tell me I own you."

He really was jealous.

"Y-You own me Kim Namjoon! I'm yours!" I said quietly before feeling my air cut off again.

"LOUDER. LET EVERYONE KNOW!"

I whimpered as he released me and yelled it. He seemed pleased because he picked me up and sat up, me on his thighs. He started slamming me up and down. This position caused him to hit my prostate hard each time and soon I felt my legs shaking.

"Joon... Cumming... More!" Was all I managed to get out.

He was slamming me down mercilessly. I felt so raw already but I just screamed. I felt him grab my face and soon he was kissing me with a furious passion.

I felt myself buck my hips as I came on his stomach and felt him release in me. He stopped moving and left me on him, kissing me more.

The cameraman left but we didn't care, he kept kissing me. I tried lifting myself off of him but failed. He helped me and sat me on his knee, pulling my head back to him and kissing me again.

I heard the door open again and a small squeal before a low voice spoke, "The video is over, why are you kissing my boyfriend?"

My heart fell as I felt Namjoon push me away, watching as he got up and put his clothes on. I silently put my clothes on and glared at Tae.

He gave me a small smile before dragging me to my room.

"I heard him telling you, you were his and making you say you were his, he's jealous."

"Yeah, he is..."

"Oh, I'm here for a reason by the way. I'm starring in the video tomorrow."

"W-what?"

"Tomorrow I get to tell him how to fuck you."

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I know I said I started it but it took awhile to finish because I got weird writer's block. Sorry for leaving you hanging for so long Y'all. I dunno when I'll write the next chapter so hang in there my little readers ❤
~Harley (Ps. This isn't edited I'm sorry if there are mistakes everywhere. My phone hates me and turns Jin to Jim.)