♤Y.F.F♤| Joon Centric

Chapter 27: A Monster Was Born

Third Person P.O.V
Namjoon slams opens his door, making Jackson jump in surprise. "Hey! You can't just come in here and scare me like that, you scared the living shit out of me" Jackson says and turns his attention back to his phone.

"Oh, but I can" Namjoon says with a cheeky smile, he then jumps on the bed. "Really? And why is that?" Jackson asks, his attention still on his phone until Namjoon snatches it out of his hand. Getting on top of the older, Namjoon pins Jackson's arms to each side of his head.

"What are-"

"Hmm" Namjoon interrupts the other, "maybe because this is my house, and my room that you are having such a nice hospitality in. Don't you think so Jackie?"

Jackson laughs, struggling to get out of Namjoon's grip, he may be stronger than the younger but damn, does Namjoon has a strong grip. "Shouldn't I be the one on top of you right now doll?" And this time Namjoon laughs, "oh how the tables have turned" Namjoon smirks and then a click is heard.

"What the fuck was that Joon?" Jackson asks as he starts to thrash around, then he finally registered the cold metal.

"Handcuffs!" Namjoon exclaims a little too happily and Jackson groans, "don't act like you don't like this, I can feel you getting hard under me, do you like this Jackie?~ Huh? Getting dominated by me?" Namjoon rolls his hips down directly on Jackson's crotch and Jackson lets out a moan.

"Tsk"

As much as Jackson hates to admit it, he did enjoy this. He hates whenever someone tried to be dominate over him, it just wasn't his cup of tea but whenever Namjon dominated him (which was every blue moon) it's different, exciting, satisfactory, and most of all, hot as hell, and he fucking loves it.

"Will you be good for me?" Namjoon asks while he plays with Jackson's hair, but Jackson doesn't respond and that annoys Namjoon. Namjoon tugs on Jackson's hair, not too hard but just enough.

Jackson grunts, "yeah, yeah, whatever" and that's enough for Namjoon, he knows not too push it too much, Jackson isn't submissive at all and he doesn't want to make the older uncomfortable.

"Do you trust me Jackson?" Namjoon asks, "what do you have up your sleeve?" Jackson asks back and Namjoon chuckles before reaching behind him.

A black silk scarf is hanging from Namjoon's hand, the material glows from the slight ray of sunlight peeking out of of the curtains.

"Oh! Was that a twitch I just felt? Do you want to be blind-folded baby?~" Namjoon teases, "just put the fucking blindfold on Namjoon" Jackson says annoyed, "once I get my hands on you Namjoon.." Jackson mutters out.

Namjoon smirks and ties the blindfold around Jackson's head, "perfect."

Namjoon shuffles down to Jackson's legs and starts to palm over Jackson's semi hard-on, "I'm in the mood to tease, you don't mind that, do you Jackson? There's nothing you can do about it anyways~" Namjoon sings while Jackson moans at the friction against his dick, he's getting harder within the minute.