Captivation [BTS Smut Requests]

behind closed doors

[namkook]

Kim Namjoon. The wonderful leader, talented rapper, and exceptional role model. Namjoon was a lot of things in public. He was talented, confident, and he always impressed the audiences of fans watching him, whether it was on stage, on VLive, or at a fan meeting. Namjoon always impressed. 

But only Jungkook knew what Namjoon was like behind closed doors. 

Behind their bedroom door, when it was only the two of them, that respectful, kind leader of BTS became an absolute animal. He was sadistic, authoritative, and he knew exactly how to make Jungkook's toes curl. Namjoon only liked sex when it was animalistic, rough. He only enjoyed sex when his partner cried, when his boyfriend begged to be given mercy. It was the thing that turned him on the most, hearing the cries of pain from his boyfriend.

And Jungkook knew that. He knew exactly what he had to do to get Namjoon in bed. And it was never difficult for Jungkook to get what he wanted.

Tonight was going to be the night.

Namjoon and Jungkook hadn't hooked up in a while, considering they had to hide their relationship from their members and couldn't fuck if the boys were in the apartment. And when all of their members declared they would be going out after the last concert of their Speak Yourself tour, Namjoon and Jungkook found the perfect opportunity to do everything they wanted. The couple planned their night together a few hours before they even arrived at the venue of their concert. And ever since then, neither of them could knock the conversation out of their heads.

It was only six minutes before their concert began. The roars of the fans could be heard from where the boys were preparing backstage. Just as Namjoon emerged from his dressing room, he was met with an eager Jungkook. The Maknae gripped his arm, tugging him to the bathroom that was nearby, where they would be safe from the eyes of their members and the staff. When the door of the bathroom was slammed shut, Namjoon was pressed gently against the door and he immediately felt the younger's lips on his.

"Wow," Jungkook breathed when he pulled away. "I missed your lips."

Namjoon, though he couldn't disagree, knew it was not safe to do this only moments before their concert. Suddenly, his hand found Jungkook's neck and he was choking him just enough to make the boy gag. "I told you I'd deal with you as soon as we get home."

Jungkook whined, wiggling out of his grip to speak, "I-I know, just wanted to show you something."

"Show me," Namjoon slid his hand down Jungkook's chest until it fell back down to his side.

The Maknae turned around, bending over slightly in front of Namjoon until the leader could see the waistband of baby blue fabric. And Jungkook smirked when he felt Namjoon's hand graze the band of the soft panties, pulling it up gently until Jungkook had a wedgie, to which he moaned sinfully.

"You're a slut," Namjoon let out, letting the fabric fall off of his hand until it snapped on the pale skin of Jungkook's torso. "You chose tonight to wear those?"

Jungkook turned back to face him, nodding vigorously. "I knew you'd like them, oppa."

The leader groaned at the honorific, loving the way the word rolled off of Jungkook's tongue in a sinful manner. Jungkook knew what he was doing when he talked like this.

"We have to go now," Namjoon started to open the door, knowing they had to get on stage. But he stopped to utter one last thing, "Don't even think about teasing me or you'll regret it."

Jungkook only nodded, a small smirk sliding onto his face when Namjoon had left the bathroom. The Maknae quicky followed him, going to take his place on stage.