BLACKPINK x BTS sexy one shots

Namjoon x Rosè || Sex Therapy

"He doesn't give a fuck about how I feel, all that matters while we're in intercourse is how he feels!" Rose angrily screeches out.

"Me!?" Namjoon scoffs, "you can hardly keep your moans in when i'm doing you so good."
The therapist writes everything down slowly studying the behavior of the two.

"Alright," the therapist says, "I know how to solve this... for the both of you."
Rose and Namjoon lean in listening.
"The two of you are going to have sex in front of me, so I can study and then tell the other what things that you like."

Rose and Namjoon sit frozen in shock. The therapist nods, and walks over to them.
"Now," she instructs, "we'll start with your kissing."

Rose and Namjoon nod slowly as their mouths begin to touch, warm and slow, then it quickly turns to heated and passionate, their hands moving everywhere, grabbing everything.

The therapist sees that they're both trying to dominate, so she quickly says, "Rose, submit to Namjoon."

Rose nods and her lips move slower as she lets Namjoon attack her. His lips moving to her neck, then tugging at her shirt as he rips it off of her. Rose moans loudly as the therapist continues watching, getting a little wet herself. Namjoon's mouth continues moving downward, he unclips Rose's bra suckling her nipples, then... he stops.

The therapists furrows her eyebrows, why'd he stop?
"Namjoon," she says, as Namjoon looks up, continuing kissing his girlfriend. "I think she likes a little oral."

His eyes widen as he nods his head and his mouth gets back to work. Rose moans loudly at the therapists words, she takes off her short skirt and lays in only her panties.
Namjoon kisses his way down, her breast, her stomach and then he traces the inward of her thighs, moving up slowly.

"Please," Rose moans out. Namjoon pulls down her panties, as his tongue dives into her walls, licking, sucking, devouring. Rose moans as her back arches off the couch. Her hands push Namjoon's face deeper into her core, as his tongue never stops diving.

The therapist squirms a little, her own panties wet from watching the heated scene.
"Continue, Namjoon. Make her come."

His hands push her thighs apart, as his face digs deeper, eating her up. Rose's hips push up, trying to get more of him, but Namjoon hold her in place as his tongue does wonders, diving into her hole.

Rose looks away from Namjoon, her eyes closing and her mouth moaning over and over again.
"C-coming," she mutters before she explodes, spilling all over Namjoon's face, who doesn't stop until he licked up every last bit of her.

Rose breathes heavily as Namjoon attacks her neck once more, groaning as the bulge in his pants grow undeniably large. Rose's hands go to him, palming him hardly.

"Rose, you know what to do."

Rose nods, unbuckling his belt. She crawls to him, lying him down, as she exposes him. Her lips trail down his chest, and to his member. She takes him in between her lips, sucking him slowly.

Namjoon groans loudly tugging her hair softly.
"Fuck," her curses as her mouth takes more of him, her tongue rolling over the tip of his shaft.

Namjoon curses again, he pushes Rose off of him, pinning her to the couch.
"Ready baby?" He asks, as he positions his long member at her opening. She nods eagerly and Namjoon slams into her, pushing in and pulling out in one go, leaving Rose speechless.

The therapist watches as her hand crawls down into her own panties, circling her clit, moaning softly.

Namjoon thrusts hardly into Rose as her breasts bounce with every thrust.
"Yes!" They yell together, each thrust pushing out the air in their lungs.

Namjoon picks up his pace, letting his animal side out, thrusting deeply into her hard and fast.

The therapist watches intently, bringing herself to her own orgasm as the pair fuck each other wildly.

"Namjoon, s-slow down," Rose moans uncontrollably. But Namjoon doesn't slow down, he only goes faster. Not letting Rose rest. Their bodies smash against each other with every thrust, their sweat combing as Namjoon digs so deep into her. His member reaching everywhere.

They both spill over each other, as Namjoon rides out their high, thrusting slowly.

They lay still for a moment, before their eyes turn to the therapist, who's hand is in her skirt, her eyes closed and head thrown back.

They smirk at each other before grabbing her and pulling her to them.