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ambrosia & presecco - NAMKOOK
THEONLY SOUND that resonated through the sweetened air was clicks and shutters of the camera.
Namjoon was behind the camera held up on a tripod, clutching it in his hands as he took numerous pictures of the man in front of him.
Now, he normally wasn't the photographer but in this special case, he was. Today was a day only he and his lover in front of him could enjoy.
And the scene in front of him could only be called ethereal.
Jungkook was in front of him. His own photographer and designer, now the model. A model for his eyes and many others soon, when he will eventually upload them onto his blog or other social media platforms.
Namjoon's lover, dressed for a scene of the roman age. The couch he was lying on was a rich soft red, velvety smooth to the touch and covered in white cushions.
On his head was a small wreath made of rose thorns and various berries as he was dressed in an toga-like ensemble but more sultry. Jungkook's long charcoal black hair was soft, a water bottle and light mousse kept his hair looking wavy.
A gold goblet in his hands and he did look like he was one of the many emperors of the Roman empire. One that Namjoon could admire of his own volition.
Namjoon began to pack the equipment away when he heard a very soft "Joonie" escape Jungkook's pink lips. Turning around to face only to almost drop the tripod in shock.
Jungkook had a small handful of grapes in his left hand, slowly eating them with his legs spread out in front of him, the wide strip of cloth from his sexy outfit the only thing that was saving him from being naked down below. He had to lose the boxers for the photoshoot but the poses required minimal movement.
For the photoshoot, his body had to be covered in a sweet smelling oil to make his body shimmer in the glow of the ring lights propped up; now with his body lightly spritzed with a tiny bit of water, his skin shined and glistened bronze.
His thick thighs, however, were on show. Muscular and thicker than molasses, mere proof of his arduous workout routine. Jungkook's arms were out on display, the various tattoos on his left arm and his biceps bulging and flexing with every move that he made. But despite the sexy muscular body that he had, his eyes were the main part that never failed to make Namjoon shake like a leaf in a typhoon.
His eyes were set aflame, heated and bright like boiling-hot lava; lust and desire and affection and pure want enveloped into those large doe eyes. It was clear what he wanted - he wanted to devour Namjoon until he was nothing and that made Namjoon delirious with need.
"Strip slowly." That was all that Jungkook said as he continued to eat his grapes and drink the wine in the goblet, his gaze hyperfocused onto Namjoon as he, as Jungkook asked, slowly undressed himself from his navy blue pyjamas, stopping at his boxers when Jungkook shook his head.
Jungkook then made a come hither motion with his index and middle finger, the flame in his eyes burning more and more bright as Namjoon got on his hands and knees, and crawled to the clothed man.
Namjoon was on his knees, in between Jungkook's legs and in front of his dick, still hidden by the fabric but just waiting to be uncovered. Setting the grapes aside on the table, he gripped Namjoon's face with his left hand, a smile on his face as he looked down at Namjoon.
"God, look at you," Jungkook called out with lust taking full form "my pretty little thing, waiting so patiently to take my dick and beg for me." Namjoon had a blush on his face that was bright red, shy from the attention only to mutter "only for you, Kookie" with his voice gentle as a light breeze, proceeding to kiss up and down Jungkook's thighs; seeming to enjoy the little hum of appreciation leaking through Jungkook's lips.
In a blink of a eye, Namjoon was lying down on the couch, chest up, with Jungkook in between his thighs this time, his boxers ripped off him. Looming over him with a small jug of the oil in his hands. Jungkook poured a small stream of oil onto Namjoon's body, his large warm hands rubbing it in, seemingly enjoying the moment.
Rubbing it all over his body - Namjoon's arms, chest, tummy, legs, into his thighs, biting them as he does. Taking a prolonged amount of time to flip Namjoon over, massge the oil onto Namjoon's back.
Sliding his hands down onto Namjoon's ass, giving both hard smacks and indulging in Namjoon's cute little squeaks of surprise before grabbing and squeezing them tight. Giving Namjoon's ass little pecks, kisses and bites before spreading them, deeply groaning at the beautiful sight.
"Fuck, look at this view. This sexy ass and a beautiful view, you're a god Joonie, all for me baby." Jungkook gutturally replied, his voice huskier as he moved the fabric between his legs to the side, grabbing onto Namjoon's waist and gently pulling him back to meet his dick, hard and throbbing.
Namjoon was practically shaking in place, his mind hazy from lust and awed at Jungkook so bad that he melted from Jungkook's touch and massage and couldn't get the energy to move, his limbs boneless and numb. Blush on his face blooming onto his neck and chest and Jungkook bent down to kiss Namjoon on the lips with enough pason behind it that it took Namjoon's breath away.
And for the rest of the night, all that was heard was the sound of moans and groans with the sweet smell of the oil and the feeling of velvet to take them away; their bodies molded into one and lust and desire filling the air around the two lovers.
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