You make a deal with your ex-coworker, Kim Namjoon, where you give him pleasure, for money. But the relationship that was meant for pleasure, and pleasure alone, soon turns into much more as you find yourself falling for him...
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• BTS RM AU.
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Maybe it was the drinks, or it could've been the fact that Namjoon looked so beyond yummy tonight. But whatever it was, you didn't care. You had no thoughts but sex as Namjoon grabbed your hips, and held you back against him. He felt you dance on him.
Only a short while ago you were saying you'd never end up like one of those girls he fancied, but then here you were, grinding against him. If you were sober, this wouldn't have happened, but Namjoon got you as drunk as possible, and you no longer had enough sanity to think. You were just overwhelmed by horniness and the need for intimacy.
And with the Korean Brad Pitt? Hell yeah.
A deep, hormonal moan came from behind you, Namjoon moving you against him with his hands on your hips. The feeling of being grabbed... god, you were soaked. You loved the way his big hands felt on you.
You hadn't been fucked in years, so this was all your drunk body wanted.
No, needed.
"Take this to your bedroom, please?" You asked breathlessly.
You turned to face him, and by his face, it was obvious he could understand that was an inquiry.
Seeing him with that expression, that hungry, almost savage expression, just made an even larger pool form between your legs. His handsome face was flushed and coated with a thin layer of glittery sweat, his eyes were narrowed and dark, hooded by his lashes, while his lips were seemingly even plumper and more inviting from him biting them.
Fucking hell, you couldn't wait to suck his dick.
"Yeah. Follow me," he spoke, his voice deep and laced with pure lust. He then turned on his heel, gesturing for you to follow him. Which, you did without any hesitation, your desires overwhelming your senses and making you fall through.
Neither of you said a word as he dragged you along, and you took that as an opportunity to make your drunk ass think with that tiniest bit of clarity you had left.
What the hell were you doing? Truly? You may have been drunk, but you were sober enough to know that this - hooking up with Namjoon - was a bad idea.
Even so, your mind was hazed with many emotions, the fact that you'd regret it being pushed to the last of your thoughts. Your main thought, and really the only thing that was making you continue to even function, being that you were going to get laid for the first time in forever.
And as he swung his bedroom door open, you felt the care of being another one of his hoes leave your mind completely, the only thing on your mind being Namjoon and his godly body.
