The Nerd Leads the Mafia // KNJ (18+)

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Namjoon rolled his head back into the couch cushions, sighing as he hears a news anchor drone on about the weather. He couldn't get the taste of Y/N out of his mouth and he savored the feeling, imagining what could have happened if they had continued. He imagined her underneath him, her arms pinned above her head with his hands as he kisses down her neck, hearing her breath come out in pants. He ran a hand through his hair as he imagined grinding down on her as their lips touched, groaning as he opened his eyes. He could feel his length harden at the thought and he licked his lips, rubbing his face as he stands up.

He could hear Y/N laugh from upstairs and he decided he had to do something about his situation fast before she finds out and teases him about it. He races up to his room to avoid confrontation by her and locks the door behind him. He took a breath in as he tried to control his hormones and his boner, which he could very well take care of by watching a bit of porn or just using his imagination. He licked his lips as he heard Y/N's voice from down the hallway, itching to kiss her again.

"Fucking shit, why? Why did we stop?" He groans as he starts to unbuckle his belt, unzipping his zipper as he walks to his desk.

He looked behind him to make sure he had locked his door before putting his headphones in and going to a porn site on his phone. He pulled down his boxers, his penis making itself visible as he wraps his fingers around it. He began to slowly stroke himself as he looks for a good video to watch. He hears Y/N groan in what seemed to be frustration and he swallowed, going a bit faster with his hand. He threw his phone onto his bed after he couldn't find anything good to watch and instead used his imagination once again.

His mind went back to Y/N underneath him, her eyes closed as she pants heavily as he trails kisses down her body. He looks into her eyes as he trails down to her navel, enjoying the look of pleasure on her face. He sits up and kisses her lips as he flips their positions, feeling her legs wrap around his waist as she straddled him.

"Fuck, Y/N." He sighs as he puts more force into his hand, going faster as he imagines Y/N grinding her hips against his.

Her laughter came from down the hallway once again and he heard her sigh, using the sound to manipulate his thoughts, repeating the sound as she starts to go down on him.

"Namjoon! I need you!" Y/N yells from down the hall unexpectedly.

Namjoon shot his eyes open at the same time as he climaxes.

"Fuck!" He groans.

He hurries to clean up his mess and trips over himself trying to get a different pair of underwear on, pulling his pants on as he exits the room.

"What do you want?" He sighs, going around the corner and into the room.

Y/N was on her floor, sitting with her legs crossed together and a hand was in her hair. She looks up at him and he felt his cheeks flush as he sees her vulnerability.

"What?" He asks.

"How detailed do our reports need to be? Like, do I include our kiss or would I leave that out?" She asks.

He felt his hopes die on the spot, of course she would be talking about school.

"Well, you bet your ass I'm gonna be including it." He smirks.

"You're no help." She scoffs.

"I know." He smiles.

His attention is turned toward the stairs as he hears the front door open and footsteps as his mom comes into the house.

"Alright children, I brought pizza!" She announces.

Before he could move, Y/N shot passed him and ran down the stairs to take a seat at the dining room table for a slice.