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Kim Namjoon-Help Me (smut)

You were in your kitchen attempting to bake...again. You were bored out of your mind. You were trying to make these stupid muffins. For some reason, you could never succeed. 

"Crap!" You yelled as you dropped the tray all over the floor. You threw your baking mittens across the room, "I need something to get me out of this mess." *DING!* Your phone went off. You weren't really in the mood to talk to anyone but you wanted something to distract you. You picked your phone off the counter.

Namjoon: Y/N, I need help.

Y/N: What's wrong?

Namjoon: Could you just come over?

Y/N: K. On my way.

You quickly picked all the muffins you dropped off the floor and chucked them in the bin. You ran out to your car and drove to Namjoon's. You were so glad that you could get out of the house. Especially for Namjoon. He was the best person ever met. He was hot and nice and hot and friendly...and hot. *STOP BEING A PERVERT, Y/N!* You thought as you hit yourself in the head. But you had to admit, he was hot. 

You drove the car probably a little over the speed limit. You weren't in any rush, but you were excited and you didn't know why. 

You arrived at Namjoon's house. You got out the car and went to know on the door, but the door was already open. You walked in slowly, "Namjoon?" You yelled. No answer. He wasn't in the kitchen or the lounge room so you walked up the steep stairs to his room. You peered in, "Namjoon?" He grunted from his bed. He was half sitting up, half lying down. "What's up?" He looked up at you and tried to smile. "Are you sick?" You asked. He shook his head. You were confused why he was being so distant. He looked at the wall, then his hands. He bit his lip continuously. He looked so good (as usual).

"I..." He stuttered. You looked up at him. "I told you...I need help." Namjoon's answers weren't making any sense to you. You tilted your head. "My...head hurts." You ran over to him and sat on the bed next to him. You placed and hand on his head.

"Are you okay, Joon?" You rubbed his forehead.

"No..." He paused, "Not that head..." He grasped your hand and slowly brought it down to his crotch, "This head." He looked at you seductively and full of lust. Your eyes widened. You suddenly felt something in your stomach as you felt his hardness through his pants. He looked at you, "Help me." 

You did as he said and started to slowly rub him. Namjoon closed his eyes and threw his head back. You could tell by his moans that he had already had this problem for a while. So you started to rub harder and faster with your palm. You wanted him so bad. He sat up quickly and kissed you full on the mouth. He took off your t-shirt as he tongued you. His fingers lightly grazed your skin and made their way down to your area. You bit his bottom lip as he slowly started to stroke your sensitive area through your pants.

"Namjoon..." You whispered. He chuckled, knowing he already had it all in the bag. Namjoon flipped you onto the bed as he hovered above you, one leg either side of your hips. He started grinding your hips together. You moaned begging for more. He slipped his shirt off then his pants. You could now see his erection clearly through his boxers. You slipped your hand inside of them, taking him in your hands. He instantly stopped you before you could tease him anymore by grabbing your wrist, "Nice try." He chuckled. 

Namjoon stripped the both of you until you were both completely naked. "This is going to be good." He whispered in your ear. He thrusted himself into you. You moaned his name over and over. Every thrust was heaven. He slid all the way out and then smashed right back in. It was all you have ever wanted. 
Namjoon yanked on your hair as he pushed himself in and out of you. "You feel so good, Y/N." He groaned. You both eventually came together. 

Namjoon fell beside you, "Thank you." You couldn't take in what just happened. You just layed there staring at the ceiling. "I was really nervous that I was gonna screw up because I'm clumsy." He got that right.

Out of nowhere, the quilt got stripped from you and you heard a bang and glass smash. "OH, SHIT!" Namjoon shouted, "MY FAVOURITE PICTURE!"

Namjoon had fallen off the bed.