Idols (BTSxReader || smut)

21

He stands up. "Well." He says, still grinning.

He starts walking towards me.
"You're not wrong."

"Jin ah" I try backing out, hitting the door with my back.

"Ah no no, kitten." He says, now right in front of me.

He places one of his hands next to my head and the other grabs the key and twists it.

He grabs both my shoulders and takes a moment to stare into my eyes. I could do nothing but stare back.

How does he do that? How does he make me feel this way? How do they all do that.

I wrap my arms around his neck and lift my body up to reach his height.

He instantly connects our lips and the butterflies in my stomach erupt again, making my entire body tingle like crazy.

He pushes strongly against my mouth, but so do I. He inserts his tongue into my mouth, meeting mine.

We fight for dominance, but he wins everytime. I don't mind though, he is good at what he does and I enjoy every bit of it.

His right hand slides down my side, over my hip and between my legs.

He's still kissing me, like this was the last time, hungrily, but passionate.

His hand rubs up and down my thigh, but it doesn't take a long time until he decides for a certain spot.

The amount of pleasure I was feeling made me moan into his mouth, which must've turned him on even more, because his hand picked up its pace.

Then I feel a knock against the door my back was still firmly pressed against.

Jin didn't react, he just kept on doing what he was doing.

I feel the person trying to open the door, but Jin locked it a while ago.

I finally push him away and he sighs.

"Hyung?" The voice says.

"Yes?" He answers, annoyed.

"We wanted to do something together this evening. We're meeting in the living room now." He says, and I made him out to be Taehyung.

"Also, if y/n is with you, bring her along. I haven't seen her all day." He adds and then leaves.

Jin looks at me with a hint of frustration on his face, but gives me a quick peck on the lips.

"Let's go." He exhales and twists the key again.

He let's go of me and opens the door.

We were both still panting, but luckily no one was in the hallway.

Talking was heard from the living room, suggesting most of the boys were already there.

Jin turned me around again and ran his fingers through my hair in an attempt to make it not look like I didn't brush my hair this morning. Or had a make out session with someone.

I heard a door open and saw Yoongi coming out of his room.

He looked at us making me grab Jin's hand and push it away from my hair.

He just walked out the hallway to the others, eyeing us suspicious.

We finally went into the living room.
Indeed, everyone else was already there.

Since we didn't really know what to do and it was already kind of late, we just talked a little.

They told a lot of stories not a lot of people, especially fans, have heard.

That made me feel special. I mean, I guess I am. To them.

Soon the majority of us felt tired, so we decided to head to bed.

I remember that I'm supposed to sleep in Namjoon's bed this night, so I went up to him.

"You can already go to my room, I'll get your backpack." He said and went towards the front door.

I recall where his room was and headed off to there.

He brought back my backpack and layed it down on the floor next to the wall.

"Thank you." I say and he smiles at me, showing his dimples for a few moments, before they dissappear again.

He goes over to his bed and pulls his shirt over his head on his way there.

I realised my mistake of watching him too late when he looked back at me, smirking.

But I couldn't look away.

Slowly he unbuckles his belt. The only sound in the room being the metal on the end of his belt.

Then he unzips his pants, looking down for a split second, but then focusing back on me.

My face must be as red as a tomato right now.

I finally look away in shame.

I hear the sound of his pants hitting the ground, which made me instinctively look back at him for a split second.

"Don't be shy." He chuckles and I look back at him. His face, only his face, as he walked closer towards me.

"Don't you want to change too?" He said in teasing tone.

I didn't answer, the words stuck in the back of my throat.

He was standing right in front of me now, in only his boxers.

"Do you need me to help you?" He smiles cheekily at my frozen figure.

His hands move to my waist and grab my shirt. He starts pulling it over my head and I just go along.

With the shirt now on the floor, his eyes wander from my face further down.

His hands are placed on the sides of my arms and slowly move up until his fingers touch the straps of my bra.

He follows the fabric down my back and his fingers fidget with the connective part, unclasping it.

He helps the straps glide down my shoulders, a smile on his face.

His hands wander down my naked chest, down my stomach, to the hem of my jeans.

He crouches down and unbuttons the button and unzips my jeans.

I look at his face, which is focused on my jeans, and then at his hair.

I reach out my hand, slowly guiding my fingers through his soft hair.

He almost looks cute the way he looks at me in slight surprise. But with his hands slowly unclothing me his intentions were clear. And they were anything but cute.

He begins sliding down my jeans, leaving me in only my panties. I was slightly shivering, due to my body being exposed like that.

He stands back up, towering over me again.

"Namjoon." I say, quieter than I thought.

"Hmm, baby girl?" He hums in his deep voice, almost casual.

Not knowing what to do next, I stand up on my toes and connect our lips

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Another chapter in less than a week! Wow, I'm proud of myself haha.
I think this story is about half way through, I'm not too sure oof.