𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒ᵇᵗˢ

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 [k.nj]

━━ pairing: KIM NAMJOON x M!READER
━━ dangers: daddy kink, masturbation, kinda phone sex, degradation (as in a bdsm scene, not slut-shaming)
━━ summary: one night, you start to long for namjoon a little bit more than usual

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❝WILL IT STILL be long until you come home?❞ (m/n) asked with his voice laced in sadness and longing, rolling over to the other side of his bed. it was well over midnight, but the tiredness he previously felt when working on his assignment was long gone the moment he heard his boyfriend's voice.

❝most likely.❞ namjoon's silky voice replied, ❝around two more weeks need to pass before the tour is finished.❞ he said with the same longing and need to hold his darling close, in the comfort of their minimalistic apartment away from prying eyes and ears.

hugging his ryan plushie closer to his chest, (m/n) spoke in a quieter voice, ❝it's so lonely without you here.❞ he said with a pout, and namjoon could feel his own heart cracking. he was always known as the intelligent and refined leader, but behind closed doors he was just a big dork who wanted to stay by (m/n)'s side at all cost.

sadly, though, both of their circumstances wouldn't allow it. right when the two were in the middle of preparing (m/n) to head along with his lover on tour, his lecturers just had to announce a couple of weeks mainly consisting of college exams.

❝go to sleep, baby.❞ namjoon said after the two of them talked for a while more. although it was morning in where he was, he knew that in south korea it was midnight and his dearest needed all the rest he could get, ❝sleeping so late isn't good, you know. doing so decreases the activity of lymphocytes, which makes your immune system wor—❞

❝okay, okay, geez.❞ (m/n) responded with a breathy chuckle at namjoon's nerdy rantings, ❝i'll call you tomorrow then, joonie.❞ he said before the two lovers bid each other goodnight. he then rolled over from his current position to put his phone on top of his bedside table, not forgetting to re-set his alarm clock. his fingers then grasped the soft duvet of blankets to make himself comfortable, and not long his mind set sailed to dreamland.

(m/n) was crying, moans of pleasure slipping between his pathetic sobs and needy words spewed out in barely above a whisper. his dominant's thick, calloused fingers were stretching him out so nicely. a shiver ran through his spine when namjoon groaned throatily in his ear, ❝so greedy, my greedy babyboy. should i stick all my fingers in you? maybe a fist? you'd like that, wouldn't you, you little slut?❞

gasping, (m/n)'s eyelids burst open and he woke up, sweaty and gasping for air. he moaned out when he felt his hard cock constricted inside his boxers, and the comfort of the silk pajamas only intensified his erotic thoughts.

he twist and turned in an attempt to shoo off his raging hormones, but to no avail. in a rushing manner, (m/n) tore open one of the drawers in his bedside table and grabbed a berry-scented lube—his favorite. however, in the rush to satisfy his needs, he failed to realize that he accidentally tapped the button and connected to a call with namjoon once more.

❝(m/n)?!❞ his boyfriend exclaimed, concern in his voice when he heard the sounds of sheets rustling and the banging of the drawer. this went unnoticed by (m/n), however, as he rushed to take off his pajama pants.

with some difficulty due to his shaking and anticipating form, (m/n) managed to grab a baby pink vibrator, a favorite of his and his dominant's and hurriedly lathered the lube onto it and turn it on up to the highest level, faint vibrations filling the room.

taking off his underwear slowly and sensually like a little slut, he then stood up on his quivering knees, and after a deep breath pushed himself onto the sex toy- high-pitched moans and whines of pleasure followed immediately after.

❝d-daddy, oh god, please, more~!❞ (m/n) whined out in a croaky voice, thrashing around and creating a mess as the blankets were pushed off of the bed.

unable to take the overwhelming pleasure anymore, (m/n)'s knees buckled and he was now lying face down into the pillows, ass raised in the air with the vibrator inside of him at the highest setting. although it was nothing more than a sex toy, (m/n)'s sex-filled mind couldn't help but to conjure the image of namjoon inside of the room watching him.

❝such a dirty little boy.❞ is what namjoon would say if he was here, ❝you look so pretty, all worked up like that❞

then he would unbuckle his belt and take his pants off, and place his large fingers on (m/n)'s hips before shoving his dick inside his stretched, pink hole not even bothering to take the vibrator off- thus overstimulating (m/n) and letting him see spheres he never did before.

❝you like that, hm?❞ namjoon would teasingly ask with a devilish smirk on his face, ❝you like having my dick and the vibrator inside of you, don't you, you pathetic whore?❞

"yes, daddy, o-oh god!—❞ (m/n) was cut off by his own scream as the vibrator hit that bundle of nerves that always brought him immense pleasure, tears now flowing freely down his cheeks as he writhed and squirmed like a bitch in heat.

❝tell me, then.❞ namjoon would say, grabbing his chin and forcing (m/n) to look up at him, ❝tell me how much you love having my cock inside of you, my sweet little bitch.❞

(m/n) let out a strangled whine as he imagined the scenario in his head before starting to blabber nonsense as though his boyfriend really is in the same room as him, ❝w-when you stretch—ah! —when you stretch me out so good i-it's like i can cum without touching myself!❞ he squirmed a little, grabbing a handful of the bed mattress, ❝god, daddy, please don't st-stop, i-i, i love your cock!❞

when he could no longer hold it in, (m/n) shot his cum onto the sheets, a wave of pleasure washing over him as he took out the vibrator and turning it off, trying to calm himself down from his high. the submissive then sat up, his back against the headboard and saliva dripping down his mouth as his previously rapid breathing slowed down.

♡

namjoon was shocked at what he had just heard from (m/n)'s unintended phone call, was that really his usually obedient babyboy breaking one of his rules for the first time in their year-long relationship?

his dick had hardened the moment (m/n)'s first pleasured moan, and he had tried to hide his raging boner the best he could when seokjin reminded him of breakfast from outside his hotel room. as much as he was annoyed at (m/n) for breaking one of his rules, he couldn't deny that he felt extremely eager to punish him when he came home.

namjoon took off his jeans and stroked his crotch, trying to relieve his little problem so that he wouldn't have to come outside with a tent in his pants.

god, i can't wait to see your pretty face so fucked out in ecstasy, babyboy, namjoon growled in his mind, chuckling at the imagery of (m/n) having to go through extreme edging only to be overstimulated a while later.