When You Came || Namjin

32. In for a ride (M)

Seokjin licked his lips and started kissing Namjoon's inner thighs. Namjoon made a noise low in the back of throat, thrusting his hips upwards. "Hyung", he breathed out, trying to make himself believe that he didn't just whine. Seokjin chuckled, biting the soft skin as it bloomed a beautiful red, pulling out a whimper from the younger.

"Let's teach you how to respect your boyfriend, sweetheart", seokjin said, ignoring Namjoon's whine and watched as the other man stifles a sob, already on the edge. It made his cock twitch seeing namjoon bare naked in front of him, legs crossing to hide himself, cheeks red with embarrassment as he looked away from him. "Legs open, baby. the more you disobey, the longer you’ll have to wait for what you want. I'm not planning to go easy on you", seokjin said, completely serious.

Namjoon frowned as he parted his legs a little, body shaking subtly before he spreaded his legs completely, revealing his pink hole, puckering over nothing. Seokjin’s eyes widened at the sight and he let out an incredulous laugh, amused by how he had never noticed that namjoon would make a great sub.

He stepped forward to kneel on the bed, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight, and he gently traced Namjoon's rim, making his boyfriend perk up and whine, hands rushing over to stop seokjin from teasing him even more. He raises his eyebrows at him as namjoon stared back, eyes glossy with tears already.

 "What's wrong, baby?", seokjin got out of his dominant headspace because of how concerned he was. He slipped an index finger under Namjoon's chin, pecking his lips softly.
Namjoon hiccuped, a little watery sound forcing itself out of his lips. He nuzzled closer to seokjin, trying to gain comfort as his eyes shut closed.

"We can stop if you wa-","No, I'm fine. I'm okay. Just a little overwhelmed. I've- I've never bottomed before, you know?", namjoon dived his into seokjin's neck, clearly embarrassed.

Seokjin chuckled lightly, wrapping and arm around Namjoon and kissing his crown. "It's okay, I'm here", he said, smiling that charmingly smile of his.

"You trust me?", he asked. Namjoon nodded slowly, without a tint of hesitation. He trusted jin, of course he did. But he didn't trust himself and he didn't want to disappoint his boyfriend even though he was sure Jim would never be disappointed in him.

"What do you want, honey? Be specific", seokjin asked, carding his fingers through Namjoon's hair. "Hmmm... I'm embarrassed", namjoon whined, his voice muffling in seokjin's chest. "It's okay, you can tell me", seokjin encouraged. Namjoon seemed to consider it and sighed. "I want you to degrade me and tell me I'm a slut when I get too much. And- and I want you to smack me", namjoon ducked his head into seokjin's chest again. The elder let out an amused laugh and nodded.

He smiled and laid namjoon back on the bed. It didn't take long for them to get back in the mood, with seokjin's soft kisses all over Namjoon's heated body.

His thumbs circled namjoon's slowly but surely hardening buds, making him moan and writhe in pleasure. Seokjin moved towards Namjoon's crotch and Namjoon felt his breath knocked out of his chest. He moaned loudly. "Hyung, hyung, hyung", he chanted like a mantra, not being able to form coherent words.

Seokjin kissed the head of Namjoon's now fully hard cock. Namjoon felt like he couldn't breathe anymore, all air sucked out of his lungs. "Hyung", namjoon whined, drawing out the word as he let his head fall back, his hips bucking as seokjin lapped at his entrance, pausing to suck at the skin gently. "Please…", he whimpered, twisting the bedsheets in his hands. Seokjin pulled away momentarily and smacked his ass with a frown, watching as he spasmed with a surprised gasp, his ass turning a light pink from it.

"You’re such an ungrateful slut, aren't you?" seokjin mocked lowly, delivering another smack on namjoon’s right cheek. "I shouldn’t even be indulging you like this after all that disrespect, yet here I am eating your ass and you ask for more", he said, feigning anger. Namjoon mewled at his stern voice as he bucked his hips upwards, silently asking for more despite himself. He couldn't help it, it was just too much for him to hold on. Is that how hyung feels when I tease him until he breaks? Namjoon thought, feeling his body shudder.

"Please, I want you so bad…" he murmured heatedly, raising one arm to reach out to seokjin but he could only reach so far until he got uncomfortable and rested back on the bed.

"Shouldn't have done that to me then, sweetheart", the last word dripped with liquid sarcasm and seokjin returned to spreading namjoon’s ass and lapping at his puckered entrance, making loud slurping sounds that made namjoon embarrassed and whine with need, not liking the idea of having to wait for what he wanted. Seokjin had never expected the younger man to be this bratty, begging to get more than he deserved.

He thought it wasn't enough for namjoon. He knew the younger may resist now but if he wanted this to be as fun for namjoon as it was for him, he needed to go all out.

He quickly got up from his boyfriend, making his eyes widened and a sob escaping his lips. Namjoon was shocked to say the least. All the contact leaving his overly heated body, he couldn't handle it. He cried slowly and held his hands up, asking his boyfriend to come back to him.

"Please... I'll be good... Hyung... Come back... Please... I'm sorry", he started babbling through his tears, voice wavery and scared. "Shh... I'll be back before you know it", seokjin said, moving over to him and kissing his forehead before going out of the room.

When he returned, namjoon finally realized one thing as seokjin smirked, making him gulp.

"You're in for a ride, baby".