🦊 Love Brids 🐺 | NamJin Hybrid Smut

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When they had finally made a decision and Namjoon was slowly inserting himself inside of Jin, the music stopped playing downstairs.

"Chanyeol left, so I should give Jin his medicine now." Jin and Namjoon overheard his parents talking.

"It's been over an hour. Do you think he's okay?" Jin's father asked.

"Oh yeah, he's lasted with it longer before. He just gets cranky sometimes and whiny." His mother replied.

"They've left him with an erection? Jin's barely survived enough time. He's even shaking underneath me..." Namjoon thought, staring at Jin who's eye color had changed.

His light brown coffee colored irises were now completely black, meaning they were dilated.

"Well, go and give him the pill then." Hearing this, the hybrids panicked. Namjoon was already successfully halfway inside of Jin, without causing him pain. Just a slight bit of discomfort at the feeling of being filled up inside after so long.

He couldn't risk moving in or out of Jin at the moment, so he slowly got up from bed and went spy mode on the adults downstairs.

While Jin slowly wrapped his legs around his waist, Namjoon supported Jin's body weight on him while carrying him to the bathroom. He turned the shower on and got inside with the boy.

There was no way they would get exposed this way, and since the bathroom was so big, Namjoon and Jin had the chance to rest before continuing with their sexual activities.

"JINNIE-" His mother called from Jin's room, finding out that he wasn't there.

She ran to the bathroom and opened the door.

"Jin! Are you okay?! Oh God, did you hurt yourself? Why didn't you wait, sweetheart? I could have helped you get inside of the shower." She panicked.

Jin couldn't respond, so he stuck his hand out of the shower curtain and gave his mom a thumbs up as a sign that he was okay.

His mother sighed deeply, leaving him alone. Namjoon silently giggled, kissing Jin's cheek
softly.

"Move." Jin mouthed, finding a new way to speak. Namjoon immediately understood and started to thrust in and out, slowly.

The older boy wrapped his arms around Namjoon's neck, rubbing his bare chest against the younger, digging his nails into his back.

Namjoon had been barely thrusting into Jin, moving at the same pace as he was when he first started. Jin was getting impatient.

He tapped on Namjoon's shoulder, signalling the man to go faster.

"Are you sure?" Jin nodded, insisting that he would be okay.

After all, he knew his own body. He knew what his limits were.

Or so he thought...

When Namjoon increased his speed, Jin tilted his head back while shutting his eyes tightly, handling the pain and pleasure at the same time.