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𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙴𝙳

previously on fanboy...

carlos tells namjoon that acting dominant over jin will help him with his anger issues, but namjoon decides that jin should overcome this by himself.

in a week, namjoon notices only minor changes and wonders why isn't therapy working. seokjin blames carlos for numerous irrelevant things and that really angers namjoon. he created a little 'game' for jin in which he'd get spanks for his outbursts.
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a hand grabbed his hair in quite a harsh manner and pulled his head back. jin gasped, clenching his hands around the table's edge. he hated to admit that he kind of liked it.
namjoon's face came into view, his lips pushed against the elder's ear, and the tone of his voice curled deep into jin's gut.
"I hope you'll learn a lesson out of this." namjoon whispered. "lie your upper body down and don't move."

"but—"
jin yelped as namjoon's hand crashed down onto his ass and squeezed the spanked flesh straight after.

"don't make me restrain those pretty hands of yours." namjoon lowered jin onto the table and the elder placed his hands under his head for support, closing his eyes shut afterwards.
"your office is soundproof, right?"

seokjin hummed in response and bit his lip, waiting in anticipation. his pants were fully unzipped, pooling around his knees, face pink. namjoon's hand was quite cold and seokjin flinched after feeling it run down his spine under his shirt, stopping at the hem of his boxers.

"we can get rid of those, if you don't mind?"
seokjin didn't know why namjoon even asked. but if he had a choice, the answer was ridiculously obvious.
"I’m going to spank your tight little ass raw, until it hurts yet you'll end up begging to be fucked." namjoon growled, unsure where the sudden aggression was coming from, but feeling that familiar shudder in jin's shoulders, showed that he was enjoying it very much.
"despite the soundproof office walls, try to be quiet... maybe only that way you'll receive something special at the end."

seokjin turned his head to face namjoon.
"do whatever you want. I dare you. I highly doubt you'll make me scream just by spanking."
he wanted to play with namjoon. he wanted to experience the consequences.

he turned his head back and suddenly let out a sharp scream after feeling namjoon's hand land onto his ass.
"did that hurt, baby?" namjoon cooed. "I barely even used my strength."

namjoon began to grunt with each slap after the third one, and seokjin felt his sanity tear at the seams. each spank was different, but it seemed to have the same effect on jin. the currents of agony transformed into beams of pleasure, going straight down to his untouched, aching cock and out of nowhere, jin's knees felt rather unstable.

subspace was coming for him tonight whether he wanted it or not. as much as he loved being confident and assertive, the tables turned whenever there was someone like namjoon towering over him.
he felt unexplainable mix of emotions after namjoon grabbed him by the waist and swiftly turned him around. he felt like falling onto his knees at the mere sight of this namjoon. his dark eyes looked down at seokjin with hints of lust and pure dominance. jin felt his knees buckle when namjoon slid off his own shirt and started unbuttoning jin's. his thigh rubbed over seokjin's bulge, causing the elder to let out a loud moan.

namjoon smirked. "you were behaving quite well, I guess you deserve... a little something."

jin hadn’t finished processing the sentence he just heard, before he felt his hips get grabbed and pulled back, pants pulled down, knees pressed basically to his shoulders. he knew what was coming before he heard the squirt of the lube that namjoon took out of his pocket... but it was still hard to prepare for the initial push.
seokjin couldn't help but smile at namjoon's preparedness. or maybe he walked the streets with a portable lube bottle in his pocket.

"quite the flexibility you got there, sugar."

jin's hands were on the table, but he lost his balance, and let his head down onto the paperwork and important papers laying below, not caring if they'd get crunched up. it felt surreal, with closed eyes, feeling every inch of namjoon's thick cock stretch him open, fill him to the hilt. when he finally lifted his head, his hair got pushed back, showing off his forehead. he let out a cry that echoed through the office. joon latched one hand around his neck from behind and slowly traced it into jin's hair, threading it through his fingers.
seokjin wrapped his shaky legs around namjoon's heavenly torso and started pushing his hips up to meet with namjoon's hips, hoping to create a deeper and more pleasurable angle.

"mhmm... namjoon~ah." jin muttered into the younger's ear whilst biting his lip. namjoon left a trail of dark red hickeys down seokjin's neck, bringing even more pleasure to the elder.
his thrusts slowed down but right before jin could start complaining he picked up an animalistic speed, making jin's eyes fly open along with his mouth that started creating beautiful loud sounds, music to his lover's ears.
the table under them started making loud noises and jin's first thought was that he'd have to buy a new table after this... namjoon on the other side didn't seem to care, he watched his cock slip in and out of jin while the elder made heavenly sounds.

"aaahh~ j-joonie im—"
namjoon nodded his head and grunted in response. a long whine of pleasure escaped jin's lips as he felt namjoon fill him up. his thrusts slowed down and soon enough he pulled out, watching the white substance trickle out and down onto the table.

"time for you to do me a favor." namjoon said breathlessly. jin looked up and namjoon and questioned him silently.
"get on your knees."

despite the tiredness, jin obeyed, spreading his knees on the hardwood floor. namjoon loved looking at jin from such an angle, he looked so vulnerable. the elder lavished kisses up the length, then, started sucking on the tip, wanting to tease the younger.
all thoughts flew out of his mind, when jin's pointed tongue snaked out and ran a trail up the underside of his thick shaft. namjoon let out a strangled grunt, grabbing onto the table for support with one hand. jin moaned as he took up mid-length and then went back to teasing at the tip again, repeating the motion until namjoon's toes curled and he was on the verge of begging for jin to suck his cock to completion. jin was a mess of blushing cheeks, saliva and tears as he forced himself to gag on namjoon's length, losing himself in the process.

namjoon's eyes rolled to the back of his head, panting, as he called jin's name. the room echoed with the wet, dirty sounds of a blowjob. he came straight into the back of his throat, jin choking and swallowing, tears streaming down his cheeks as namjoon bent down to wipe them with his thumb.

"learned your lesson?"
jin was about to say something, but namjoon leaned in to jin and abruptly cut him off with a kiss. he had one hand loosely cupped around jin's throat and the other at the back of his head, as his tongue rolled into his mouth. and then he ran it over jin's cheek, licking up the cum and pushing it back into the kiss, messily.

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