It's My Job ×NamJin×

#26

Seokjin ~

I downloaded Tinder.

Was it a mistake? I'm going with 'no' as of right now, since I haven't had anyone creepy try to talk to me yet.

Well, I haven't had anyone on the app try to talk to me yet. Kind of hurts my feelings, but it's only been an hour.

"Seokjin?" Namjoon knocked on my bedroom door.

"You can come in," I answered, not looking away from the T.V.

He walked in and sat down next to me on the couch. "So," he played with his hands, "Whatcha watching?"

"Friends," I answered.

"What's it about?"

"A group of friends."

"What're they're nam-"

"What do you want, Namjoon?" It was a good episode, okay?! I didn't mean to seem rude, I just wanted to know what was going on in the show. I don't like when people interrupt my netflix binges. I paused the T.V.

"Geez, okay!" He laughed at me, "I was gonna say we need to shoot something today." I nodded, "At home or studio?"

"Here," I said.

"Okay, be ready in twenty. Gahyeon's out for the day. Something about exploring the area or what-not. I just told her to make sure she doesn't get home until five." I nodded again.

He walked out of the room and I went to the back of my closet to find something sexy to wear.

My first instinct was to just strip and do things to myself, but I felt like that wouldn't be satisfying. I hadn't really jacked myself off. Whenever I was horny, Namjoon was there to do it for me. So I decided to treat myself, dress up for myself, make myself feel good. Right now, I was all I had, so I had to make the most of myself.

I thought back to the white cat ear and tail set I'd bought with Namjoon's money. It was supposed to be a show for him, but I deserved to treat myself. This was for me now.

I threw on a sheer black nightie and a thick, black, collar-like necklace with a little bell on it. Why I had this? I don't know, but I looked good.

I fixed my hair and made my way to his room, he was setting up the camera. He looked uo at me and his eyes widend. No one had seen me in the cat set and I became suddenly nervous about it. "Is this fine?"

He stared blankly at me, save for his eyes. Namjoon shook his head back to reality, "Oh, uh, yeah." He cleared his throat, "Looks great." He turned and went back to fidgeting with the camera stand or whatever it was. I just awkwardly walked out of the room and back into mine.

I wanted to do something different today, something for myself. So I had the brilliant idea to go grab a mirror and stand it on the wall next to the couch. I could look at myself while I was at it, I'd never done anything like that before. Something about the thought of it made me feel beautiful in some weird way. I was my own observer, this was all for me.

I kept repeating that in my head, it really was for me this time, but also for the viewers.

And Namjoon.

I still felt the need to impress him a little. He made a decision, and I was not something he could use for pleasing himself. That's not what friends do. It was like a 'ha you could've fucked me right after this if you hadn't hurt my feelings'. But for the most part, this was a reward for myself.

I stared at myself in the mirror for what felt like only seconds, but I assume was actually a couple minutes. I only snapped out of it when Namjoon was standing infront of me, waving his hands in between ny face and the mirror.

"Seokjin!," I snapped back into reality and looked at him. "You good?" I just nodded. "Let's do this," he sighed. I sat on the couch and glanced at my reflection quickly. I smiled at myself, I really looked nice. I turned back to Namjoon and gave him a small smile. "Ready?"

I almost gave him another nod before I remembered the member in my closet. I ran off to my closet and pulled out the pink silicone dildo I'd bought for myself the other day. I was going to treat myself, big time.

When I returned with it in my hand and smiled at him, Namjoon's chocolate eyes widened a little, and his mouth hung open slightly. "Now I'm ready," I answered.

He just scratched the back of his neck, "O-okay," he cleared his throat. He counted down with his fingers behind the camera, and pointed at me when it began to record.

I waved at the camera and gave it a small smile. After that, I turned around and bent over, showing them the cat tail hanging off of my body, and wiggled my behind a little, just for show.

I didn't turn back around, instead, I began to rut my crotch onto the couch, grinding myself on it while my hands held me up on the wall. I got tired of wearing clothes fast, and pulled off the nightie quickly, almost sending my cat headband flying off with it. I adjusted them, as something about having them made me enjoy this more, and kept going at it with the couch. I began to whimper almost silently, and decided it was time for the best part, well, at least for me.

I stopped my motions and reached for the dildo, bringing it back and up to my face quickly. I turned around and played with the future viewers a bit. I pointed to the dildo in my hand, and then at my mouth, I rolled my eyes back and made deepthroating motions with my hand. I giggled quietly at the camera, and only found encouragement to keep myself going in Namjoon's flustered face.

I put the dildo in my mouth and coated it with saliva, almost gagging from how big it was. I teared up, but kept going, as I enjoyed the lack of oxygen. I stared at the camera through half-shut and teary eyes while I moved it in and out of my mouth. Once I thought I'd had enough, I giggled and let myself fall backwards onto the couch. I turned myself over so that my butt was in the air, and my face was pressed into the cushions. I shook my hips a little and smiled.

With a wink to the camera, I pulled out the plug, moaning in the process. It felt great to push it back in and out, and I did that a couple times before deciding it probably wasn't as good as the dildo.

I set the tail on the couch and spit on the dildo one last time before pushing it into me. It was bigger than the plug and it stung just a little, but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle.

"Mmm," I moaned quietly, "Yes," I trailed off.

I started moving it in and out slowly, whimpering from how good it felt. I needed some sort of contact, so I spit on my hand and began to pump myself. I rolled my hips into my hands and kept up the motions, but I wasn't getting what I needed.

I started moving the dildo faster, my hand kept up. "Mm, fuck," I mumbled out, "F-Fuck, yeah,"

I could hear everything so clearly, the sounds I was making were beautiful to my ears. I'd gotten up to get a better angle, and realized I'd completely forgotten about the mirror until I'd caught a glimpse of myself as I got up. It was hot to see myself like this. I moaned loudly this time, "Fuck, Oh my god, shit-" I was cut off by my own gasp at hitting the right spot inside of me. I stared at myself in the mirror, watching my hands work their magic and make me feel so good. I couldn't hold it any longer.

I stared at myself as I bit down on my bottom lip, but failing to stay quiet. I moaned incredibly loud, I'd be surprised if the entire neighborhood didn't hear me. "Fuck, oh my fucking god! Yes! Mhm, yes! Ah!" I came. All over my hand and the couch, deciding that was future me's problem to clean it up.

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