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knj - Tip of My Tongue

Title: Tip of My Tongue

By: sugaskullz

Plot: Yoongi is hella thirsty for Namjoon and is told that if he scores over 90% on a song of his choice at the karaoke bar, Namjoon will fuck him. Smut ensues.

Contains: light bdsm, rimming, choking, mutual pining, handcuffs, blindfolds, anal fingering, miscommunication, karaoke, college au

Ship: NamGi (KNJ,MYG)

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"What if I were to tell you that I'm not wearing anything under this?" Yoongi asked with a little smirk. He had his beer in hand, chair turned to look at his target. Tonight was Jungkook's birthday party, a little gathering of his closest friends at a karaoke bar.

"I would be mildly concerned considering you're wearing leather. Your balls must be roasting," Namjoon states simply, not looking up from his phone. The elder had been continuously attempting the other's attention, but he never really gave him the time of day.

Namjoon joined the group about 6 months ago, something about being a tutor for Jungkook but Yoongi never cared to learn much past that. His main goal was to be fucked and fucked he shall be.

Except it hasn't happened. Namjoon always laughed at whatever Yoongi said or did. Making him feel powerless and almost like a failure. It was never this hard to get laid, but recently when Yoongi just gives up on the younger, going for some random stranger that always flops as well.

"Well I was hoping you would want to see for yourself, but I guess I'll just have to hit up Hoseok or someone else," Yoongi sighs, feeling dejected. Normally Yoongi would just give up and move onto someone else. But he was hoping that Namjoon would be worth the chase. And tonight just might be his lucky night.

Namjoon leaves his phone and drink unattended on the bar, chair swiveled to finally look at his hyung.

"How about this: go to the front and do karaoke. If you get over 90, I'll take you back to my place and we can fulfill whatever desire we both have. You'll have earned it by then. If you happen to get less, I take you to the bathroom, get you nice and hard and then I'll leave you there, and we'll come back every Saturday night until you do. What do you say?"

And Yoongi isn't sure what to say. On one hand he's been waiting for this chance since the beginning. But singing isn't his strongest skill but there is something that lands him a better chance.

"I get to choose any song I want?" He asks as he steps down from his own chair, moving into Namjoon's space. The younger grips his hips, tight enough that Yoongi's breath hitches and he's already starting to harden. He wills it away, with as much strength that Namjoon is putting into his hands.

"Of course, but I would say you might want to hurry, the more people who are in front of you, the less time I'll have with you. If you do succeed, that is." Yoongi's head snaps back to the stage, watching Jimin and Taehyung waltz all over the stage, Barbie Girl lyrics belted out with nonsensical fun. A sweet little gummy smile spreads over Yoongi's face and he finally steps away, a little solemnly, as this was the closest Namjoon ever let him.

"Be prepared to fuck all night," Yoongi smirks, leaning in to leave a particularly wet kiss on the younger's neck, before heading toward's the front. Namjoon's going to be in for quite the surprise. He may not be a good singer, but Yoongi is quite well known for his tongue.