My Tease

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Jin pov

I suck in a breath as Namjoon lowers his lips to mine, pressing me into the mattress. His nose glides across my cheek as he deepens the kiss and guides me along to his rhythm. My toes curl as his hand lifts my chin and I run mine through his hair to pull us closer together. My mind is misted over as his right hand slides down my clothed chest and circles my waist, making me raise a little to build friction between us. "You should show this side of you more often," He breathes against my neck before he begins to suck.

"I bet you would like that." I gasp as his hand unbuttons my jeans. 

"If the results are this than yes." He laughs against my neck and I feel myself growing hard from his raspy voice. No more words are spoken as he lifts my shirt, wasting no time tugging on my nipple with his teeth. I let out an embarrassing moan causing my face to blush a bright red, but Namjoon continues to tease me and begins playing with my other sensitive nipple. The whole time my body is stiff as it fills with pleasure and Namjoon does magic with his tongue.

I'm almost at my breaking point just from this, so I lift his head up and reconnect our lips. Namjoon bites down on mine sharply and I open my mouth abruptly from the slight sting he leaves. I catch the slight animalistic look he has in his eyes as he lowers himself back down to my waistline. His warm hands slowly start to unzip my jeans and my eyes squeeze shut at the sound the zipper makes.

On impulse, I grab his hand, stopping him before he goes any further. "It's okay. I'll take it slow." His eyes fill with lust as he frees his hand and holds my hips down. I close my eyes trying to get back in the mood, but all I can focus on is how rough his hands feel against my waist.

"Namjoon..." I mumble as he lifts up my boxers. I find myself shifting to the side a little to distance myself from him, but he adds pressure to his hold around my hips.

This is the last attempt...

I thought long and hard about how to revive you...cure you...

I finally figured it out...

"I can't."

"Huh?" Namjoon says as I use all my strength to get out of his grasp and scramble to pull my pants back up. "What's going on? Was I too rough? I'm sorry! Sometimes, I get a little caught up. I've just been waiting for this and-" His long list of apologies end when he takes a moment to really look at me. "You're shaking." I glance down at my hands to see them trembling and that's when I notice it's not just my hands, it's my whole body.

"I'll be okay." I mumble, but Namjoon doesn't seem to buy it. My breathe hitches in my throat when Namjoon pulls me into his arms. He rubs my back gently, unlike the rough way he was handling me before. I close my eyes as he continues to keep me in his arms until I stop shaking.

"What happened?" It's barely a question with the way he whispers it in such a weak voice.

"It's hard to explain." He pulls us a part and lifts my chin when I try to stare at his chest out of  embarrassment.

"I want to understand what I did wrong so I don't do it again..." He says, guilt laced in every word. How do I say this without grouping them together? He'll feel worse if I compare them...

"It's just that...when you held me down...it reminded me of when Suyeol held me down on Valentine's day before they dumped my face in that dirty water." Lies. " I just don't like being held down. I don't want to compare you to them, but just the feeling of being tied-"

"Tied?"

"I meant held- it makes me uncomfortable." I cover and Namjoon stays silent for a moment. The seconds tick by, making me think we'll be like this forever until Namjoon finally says something.