It's My Job ×NamJin×

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Namjoon ~

"I'm very glad you asked." I took his hand and led him around the bed, shoving him onto it.

"Hey!" Seokjin yelped as he landed.

"Oh, shut up," I responded quickly, "I know you like stuff like that." He didn't respond, and he really didn't need to. I only saw his cheeks tint red as he pursed his plump lips. "Take your clothes off, I want you naked, now."

Jin whimpered and obeyed immediately, pulling off his shirt and wiggling out of his pants. He turned around and began pulling my shirt off as I pulled off my bottoms.

"Did I say you could undress me?" I snapped. He shook his head, "Use your words."

"N-no, no sir." He cowered as he stared down at the covers.

"You can undress me now." I said calmly, he complied.

I dug in the cabinet drawer next to my bed until I found the lube. Strawberry flavored.

I popped it open and squirted some onto my hand, spreading it around while I got situated behind Jin.

"Turn around," I ordered, "I want you to ride me. Reverse cowboy, ever heard of it?" He shook his head, "Oh, Seokjinnie, so pure," I let out a small chuckle as I leaned over to his ear, "But you won't be for long." I could see him get goosebumps and squeeze his eyes shut.

He turned around and got onto his hands and knees. His legs were spread apart above my thighs, giving me a good view of him from the back. Lord, was I going to enjoy this. I leaned back against the headboard and pushed a finger in, watched him squirm, and gave him barely enough time to adjust before I pushed another in. His body jerked forward, "Ah!"

All that was heard in the silent room was pants falling from his soft lips, and squishing sounds from my fingers. I remained as quiet as possible, wanting to hear every single gasp of air he let out or in. Feeling him clench around my fingers, backing himself up and off of them, arching his back, all for just my fingers, had my head a little dizzy. "Such a slut for my fingers, huh, Darling?" When he didn't respond, I took it as a yes, not in the mood to slap him.

I pulled my fingers out, hearing a small whine from him as he dropped his head low, keeping himself up by his hands. I wiped my fingers on the covers and placed my hands firmly on his hips. In a few minutes, they'd be covered in bruises from my grip, if not, I'd hold on tighter until they changed color. The slight pressure made Seokjin whine again from infront of me. "Please, Master," he said quietly, and that was all I needed to hear for me to wreck him.

"Fuck," I mumbled, and guided his lower half down onto mine until he began to sink around my length. His mouth hung open, eyes screwed shut, eyebrows furrowed slightly. His head was thrown back far enough for me to see it all, "Fuck,"

He didn't say anything, nothing came out of his mouth except for pants. His lips were still sitting in an 'o'. Poor guy couldn't even really react.

"You good?" He nodded frantically. "Can I move you?" Same response.

I grabbed his waist and he squeaked as I moved him up, just to slam him back down. This time, he moaned loudly, which caught me off gaurd.

I only did it once more before he tried to take control. He grabbed onto my thighs and knees to push himself up, and bounced back down. I watched his eyes roll back a couple times, and it took everything in me not to flip us over and fuck him senseless.

"Ah! A-ah, Namjoon!" He bounced up and down, finally stuttering out words. I just kept my hands around his waist and sat still, letting him do the work for me. He kept at it, pushing himself off of me just to drop back down, "Ah! M-master! Oh, yes!" He yelled and picked up his pace with every drop, sending me closer to the edge.

I liked this, seeing how desperate he'd get to the point where he would do all the work himself. I really had him tied around my finger in situations like these. "Fuck, Seokjin, you're killing me," I mumbled and pressed into his sides a little harder.

"I'm gonna come!" He yelled. I didn't even have to touch him, "Oh, yes! Oh, Master, yes!" He yelled before he came all over his stomach and the covers, a mess I'd worry about later.

Seokjin kept bouncing until I stilled inside him and pulled out, coming all over his ass and thighs. When I finished, I held him there, just to take a mental picture of the sight before me.

We both laid down where we were, panting, and trying to catch our breath. A smirk, or was it a smile? Played on my face.

I got up to see him, and he had already fallen asleep. That really took a lot out of him, huh. He'd even called me 'Master'. That was new.

I picked him up, and laid him on the couch, but it didn't feel right. Something about walking away and leaving him there to sleep made me feel uneasy. So naturally, I did what any sane person would do. I scooted him over and laid down on the couch next to him. I pulled him tight and wrapped my arms around him. He looked so peaceful, I moved the hair out of his face to get a better look.

That's what any sane person would have done, too, right?

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