𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 ⇢ 𝑻𝒂𝒆𝑱𝒐𝒐𝒏

Chapter 7 // 🔞

A/N: Hi! So yeah..this chapter includes sex, dick, sucking and what not shit :( I'm also very VERY bad at making these scenes so im sorry :( if you're young or uncomfortable with it-- go the hell away :) Now let's start? (Dont worry it's still a TaeJoon ;))
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Includes Mature content (M)

"Whatever. Get out" Hoseok rolled his eyes, clearly pissing Yoongi off who made his way out the door.

'God. Annoying piece of shit' Hoseok thought but was suddenly interrupted by a slight moan coming from the male under him.

"Now you moan?" He scoffed, looking at the man underneath him. A smirk forming on his lips once noticing why he moaned: he was hard.

"Oh shut up and get off me!" Namjoon said while moans escaped in between words.

"I just wan' get back together Joon!"

"Like hell we are! I'd rather die than to get back with a cheating bastard!" Joon shot back. Regretting the words he said once he felt Hoseok fuming up.

"Listen here you little bitch. I cheated on you because you had limits to affection!!" Hoseok told him

"I gave you enough time to open up to me!!"

Namjoon couldn't say anything..all of that was true. He did have limits. For example he never allowed Hoseok to kiss him in public. Never called him sweet nicknames in public. Didn't even let him have sex with him. He needed time and he guessed 1 year was too much patience for Hoseok.

"The one night stand person was atleast allowing me to have sex with him" He tilted his head and stared at Namjoon, "Unlike someone here"

"I wasn't ready that time!!" Namjoon told him, Hoseok rolled his eyes, "holding hands in public was embarrassing enough"

He looked away and was met with Hoseoks lips on his exposed neck, leaving kisses here and there. Namjoon squirmed at the touch, 'Shit' Namjoon didn't want to give in to Hoseok. Telling himself that the squirm was an accident, unfortunately for Namjoon Hoseok took it the wrong way and started to leave trails of kisses from his neck to the collarbones shown. He knew wearing such a large shirt after his shower felt wrong. Namjoon pushed Hoseok off and fixed his shirt, glaring at Hoseok.

"Geez babe, that was nice" Smirking he made his way back towards Namjoon, "I guess waiting was necessary after all, right Joon?" His smile was now formed into a smirk.

He didn't answer, instead he tried to kick Hoseok away but failed miserably as Hoseok forced himself at Namjoon, gripping both wrists with his hands and placing it over his head while Hoseok continued to kiss Joons neck. Namjoon moaned louder exciting Hoseok. 'Not backing out now huh?' Hoseok thought while continuing to suck on his neck leaving hickeys visible to the public. He made his lips down at his collarbones and began to suck on it. Moans were managing to escape from Joons lips while he felt helpless. He couldn't push his ex away, his wrists were gripped by Hoseok and he couldn't kick him either since his lap was full of a cheating bastard. He was too weak, too flushed, let's say, that he couldn't even struggle anymore. So Joon gave up. 'Last chance for being mine Hoseok' Namjoon thought, giving his body up for Hoseok to do whatever. He deserved it for not being a good boyfriend either...