Song Recommendation: Happier By: Marshmello
Taehyung's pov:
Namjoon, Namjoon, Namjoon.
"Na-amjoon," I moaned.
I sat straddling his lap, grinding slowly onto him. His hands holding me in place. His head tilted back; mouth slightly ajar.
As much as I tell myself this a horrible idea, I never listen. Every time it happens, I tell myself it'll never happen again. It's a lie. There's no quitting Namjoon. I'm too attached and I know this will end badly, at some point. For right now, Namjoon is touching me. Namjoon is kissing me. Namjoon is mine.
"Keep going, baby,'' he moaned, his voice low and dark.
"Look at me, love," he whispered, we locked eyes and he smirked. "F-fuck," I groaned, I pulled him closer to me, crashing our lips together. We moved in sync, we moved perfectly together. Namjoon kissed down my jaw, "You're so good, baby," he moaned into my ear.
Namjoon flipped us over, he now he was on top, slowly rocking into me.
"Fuck, baby," he moaned into the side of my neck. I let out a small whimper each time he slid into me. I wrapped his legs around him which pushed him deeper inside of me.
"Holy s-shit," I breathed out, my eyes fluttered shut and I threw my head back. Namjoon nibbled on my neck, I love when he marks me.
Gosh, I didn't know how much I missed this.
"Faster Joonie," I begged. "You sure?" he asked.
"Y-yes, please," I moaned and Namjoon picked up his pace.
Fuck, I love this. He felt so good.
The room was spinning, "I'm going to c-cum," I said, breathing hard.
"Me too," Namjoon said, placing a kiss on my lips.
I love him.
My heart was racing.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, n-namjoon," I was so close, so close.
"I-I love y-you," I cried out, as I let myself go.
Namjoon pulled out and dropped down onto my chest. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks.
"I love you," I whispered. We laid in silence until we eventually fall asleep.
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I woke up with a pounding headache and feeling sick to my stomach. Namjoon was curled up next to me. He shifted in sleep as I sat up. I look over at the nightstand and noticed lube and an open condom wrapper.
Oh.
I look at the floor and all our clothes were on the floor.
My.
I tried moving and winced in pain.
God.
I can't remember much from the party but the longer I sat there I began to recall what happened once we got back.
I did not just lose my virginity to my best friend whom I'm in love with who clearly does not and will not ever love me the same. I mean have I done things with people before but nothing past a blow job. Never past a blow job. I wanted to wait for the right person. For someone who loved and appreciated and respected me.
Namjoon turned in his sleep and I glanced at him. He had a huge hickey on his neck.
I am going to puke. I quickly got out of bed and started looking for my clothes. The longer I stayed here the more suffocating it felt.
