Sugary Venom // NamJin

Beautiful

Jin watches as Namjoon sits up and gets dressed.

"Where are you going to go now?" He asks readjusting his shirt over his crotch.

"I don't know, once I leave something will hit me, plus Yoongi wanted to tell me something," Namjoon says and then looks around for his shoes.

"Well now I know what ticks your buttons, I will be using it a lot more. Better always be on your toes." Namjoon rolls his eyes.

"Well, when my boyfriend sends me a hot pick and I just simply wanted an explanation on why, but you made things difficult." He turns and Jin winks at him.

"I know but I was bored and it's fun teasing you," Jin says turning back to look at the ceiling.

"What if I don't pick up my phone or someone else's sees it?"

"More exciting and I can find my own pleasure, I've been doing it way before you came." Namjoon sits next to Jin's waist and looks down.

"My phone is always with me, and I am usually free." He bends down and kissed him.

Jin brought his hands up and placed them in Namjoons hair, playing with it while allowing the younger access in his mouth.

Namjoon moaned and got on top of Jin.

"You just said you were going to leave," Jin mumbles when the younger takes off his jacket.

"Screw work, I got you below me." The elder blushes and pulled Namjoon back down by his tie.

"You sure? I don't want you to get in trouble." The one on top nods.

"I'm my own boss now shut up." Namjoon snaps and stripped himself down again.

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"But what if Yoongi needs yo- oh." He arches his back and moans as Namjoon finishes pushing himself back in.

"The only way to shut you up." Namjoon chuckles, going very slow.

Jin nods rapidly but the younger pulls out and stares.

"What?" His voice leaves his mouth as a breathy sigh. "Namjoon, please?" Namjoon shakes his head, taking a moment to watch- to appreciate. There's so much of Jin to appreciate.

The muscles and tattoos on his arms as the elder tugs at the fabric of the leather couch. His black hair falling against the armrest his head is on, while his lips are ajar, just wide enough to reveal the perfect rows of straight white teeth. He's just beautiful, there's nothing else to say.

Sunlight slides in from the blinds, briefly catching in Namjoon's eyes.

"Namjoon," Jin sighs as the younger palms his abs, just shy of Jin's cock. "Please?" Namjoon's tongue slides across his lips, his mouth suddenly as dry as a desert.

He's not usually the kind to get off by holding someone down and making them beg, but this? Yeah, it is very difficult not to get hard by Jin.

"Not yet," Namjoon smiles. He wonders what his own expression must be like.

He feels like he was on cloud9 as he slides his hands across the soft skin of Jin's belly, over his hips and down to one of his favorite things to stare out, his thighs while he scoots back.

"Namjoon." This time Jin sounds like he was close to tears, his hips bucking up from the leather, his lower lip in between his teeth.

The younger bends his knees, crawling up Jin's body until he's straddling the elder's chest. His hands pressed to the mattress on either side of Jin's head, making the elder tilt his head.