GUNS AND ROSES [NAMJIN]

37 [M]

Why do you guys think I'll give you angst after I already did a full blown angst chapter a few weeks ago? I'm not that evil. Lol!
Enjoy 💜
Warning: Smut ahead.

Namjoon turned Seokjin completely to himself and cupped his face, "Hyung, what is happening?"

Seokjin wanted to say something but he choked and the tears fell on his cheeks.

Namjoon caressed his cheek, "Hyung, what is going on?" Seokjin shook his head and whispered something. Namjoon leaned in closer, "What was that?"

Seokjin whimpered, "B-bed room, please."

Namjoon nodded and was about to move but Seokjin held him by his wrist and pulled him, kissing him deeply. Namjoon was shocked but kissed back immediately. He broke the kiss and held Seokjin by his waist, "What's going on hyung?" This time, his voice was filled with as much lust as Seokjin had.

Seokjin smirked, "Let's take this to the bedroom."

Namjoon picked him up by his thigh and led him to the bedroom. In the hallway Seokjin's coat was gone and his tie was loose. Namjoon was sucking on his sweet spot on the neck. Seokjin moaned and squirmed a little. It made it hard for Namjoon to hold him and he placed his hand on Seokjin's ass. He felt something between his ass cheeks and he pressed it, making Seokjin shout Namjoon's name.

Namjoon smirked, "What is this hyung?"

Seokjin hitched, "Off, off. Pants off."

Namjoon laid him on the bed softly and took his pants and boxers in one go. Seokjin's member was hard and licking. Namjoon looked down further and found a sparking pink, vibrating butt plug. He growled in the back of his throat. Namjoon smirked, "Is this why you wore a loose dress pant? So you can hide the boner?"

Seokjin nodded and was squirming. Namjoon was getting harder by seconds. He took the end of the butt plug and pressed it more, "Who was controlling it, hyung?"

Seokjin moaned more and sucked air through his mouth, "It is on auto control. In-increases speed every ha-ah... half an hour."

Namjoon chuckled, "That's why you were flinching and shuddering huh?"

Seokjin nodded, "Y-yes."

Namjoon smirked, "Where is the remote, hyung?"

Seokjin pointed in the air, "P-pants."

Namjoon went and found the pants, "Oh, it's already on the full setting."

Seokjin sobbed, "Nam-namjoonie, please."

Namjoon smirked, "Please what, hyung?"

Seokjin whined and shouted, "I need a release Namjoon. Don't tease me or I'll find someone else for the release!"

Namjoon's eyes flashed with something that Seokjin couldn't quite decipher. Namjoon went near Seokjin's ears and growled, "If you ever think of leaving me, I'll make sure to tie you down and never let you leave."

Seokjin chuckled breathily, "Oh really? Why not try now?"

Namjoon smirked and went to a cupboard and came back with a pair of handcuffs. They were blue and well-cushioned, probably to avoid bruises Seokjin laughed, "You were prepared, huh, Mr Kim?"

Namjoon took his hands kissing his wrists and cuffed them to the head board. He went near his ears again and purred, "You are not the only one prepared, Dr Kim."

Seokjin shuddered under him. He was about to say something but Namjoon claimed his lips in a feverish kiss. They pulled back, a string of saliva still attached to their lips. Namjoon looked at Seokjin in awe. He looked so fucked up and beautiful. He just couldn't imagine how lucky he was to have this human squirming under him. He stood up from his place and went to the edge of the bed, sitting there with the remote in his hand. Namjoon smirked, "Do you want a release doctor?"