𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯

13 [smut]

{Partial smut: read at own discretion}

"A-Ah~ Namjoonie please-" I tried to hold back moans, but Namjoon wasn't stopping. His teeth rubbed against my neck, tongue suckling the already bruised and tender skin. My hands laced into his hair as I begged him to stop, but he was incessant.

I huffed out as he left wet and sloppy kisses about my neck, careful to place marks where only we could see. His hands fumbled at the belt around my waist, and I pushed my hands down from his hair to his shirt. I brought it off over his head and tossed it aside, locking our lips together.

I wanted to fight all the sensations since I knew Jimin was home, but Namjoon had woken the sleeping beast inside me. I wanted to throw him against the bed and do him hard. Namjoon finally unbuckled my belt and pulled down at my pants, I helped by shuffling them off from my ankles and letting them drop to the floor.

The bed creaked beneath us as we moved, both entangling ourselves amongst each others grasp as much as we could. The heat of his breath against my body made me want to start now.

With my hands placed to Namjoon's chest, I heaved him back against the bed and crawled atop his lap. With a deep breath, I began rubbing my hips against his. The friction felt amazing, but I was hungry for more. I tugged teasingly at his boxers with my mouth, and he let out a soft groan begging for more.

As I snuck my hand up his thigh, I yanked down his boxers. I licked my lips to bring them to his member, and at the same time, Jimin knocked on our door. I gasped and quickly tossed a blanket over Namjoon's exposed body, just incase Jimin opened the door. Which he did.

"Taetae? Namjoon hyung? Dinner's going to get cold...- Hey, what are you doing?" Jimin's eyes grew wide and his cheeks rose with a deep pink color. I felt myself flushing and Namjoon hid his face beneath the blanket.

"Nothing Jimin-ah. We were just playing around, give us a second and we'll come out." I sat with my weight on Namjoon's lap, trying to hide the erection he had. Jimin nodded, unknowing of what was actually happening.

"Okay. I'll set up plates. But you should come quick! Yoongi hyung should be on air performing soon and I have the tv on!" With that, Jimin left, closing the door behind himself.

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I got up from Namjoon's lap and sat down beside him. I watched as he sat up awkwardly, trying to get his erection to go away. I rubbed his back as a silent apology and stood to get dressed. "I think you should go to the bathroom and take care of that. I'll cover for you." I winked as I slipped into a pair of clean sweatpants, which admittedly didn't belong to me.

"Thanks honey. Sorry for getting carried away. I forgot we have new rules to abide by now that we have company." Namjoon flushed as he stood, walking toward the bathroom attached to our bedroom.

"Don't worry about it. Maybe tomorrow night I can ask Jimin to go visit Jungkook." With that, I left the room, walking down the hallway to the kitchen.

"Taehyung-ah!" Jimin grinned as he handed me a plate, "So what were you and hyung actually doing? Do you need alone time?"

"No Jimin it's okay. Namjoon and I just got a bit carried away. I'm sorry you had to see that." I chuckled as I placed some of the spicy noodles Jimin had made onto my plate. "So Yoongi hyung is performing tonight?"

"Yeah! Do you want to go watch it? I have the tv ready for it!" Jimin gestured for me to follow him to the living room, where we sat on either side of the couch, waiting anxiously for Yoongi to come onstage.

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