You Belong to Us - OT7 fanfic (Retold from OmgBTSAbsTho) - ***COMPLETED***

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You wanted...more.

Sitting up straight, you lifted yourself as high as you could with him still inside of you, samming down roughly, making you both cry out in ecstasy. Again and again, you bounced onto his throbbing shaft, his hands gripping you hips and pulling you down harder with every thrust he gave up to meet you. You fisted one hand into your own hair, throwing your head back as the other hand crept down to circle around your clit. 

Unable to take it anymore, Namjoon pulled you down to him, mouth biting and sucking at the soft swell of your breast, hands forcing you over his cock as your back arched to take hi harder, deeper, faster. Primal instincts kicked in for both of you, moaning and kissing and biting any bit of sensitive flesh you could find, covering each other with marks that would remember the passion you shared. 

You broke first, your orgasm making your hips jerk spasmodically as you came in a wet rush, your cries of his name met with pleased grunts. Wrapping his arms around your middle tightly, Namjoon held your body still as he slammed up into you, drawing out your bliss in sharp bursts until he twitched hard and spilled inside of you. 

You barely had time to recover before you were lifted from his body and flipped around to land on your hands and knees. Swiping two fingers into your core, an animalistic sound ruptured from his throat as he spread it on the round of your buttcheek. With another growl, he smacked the wet skin with  resounding slap just before pushing himself into you again and pistoning is hips immediately. 

"Oh fuck you feel so good," his voice was coarse and rough, "Can I go harder, Baby?"

"God yes!" you yelled out in abandon, grabbing the headboard to brace yourself, "I can take it, Joonie. Make me come."

You were rewarded with  the sound of his thighs slapping against your ass, the feeling of him driving deep into you in measured thrusts, the warm coil tightening in your loins as he pushed your further and further to the edge. He was moving on instinct and need, no room for analyzing or over thinking in his brain. He only had room in his thoughts for making you both feel as good as possible, reaching that highest rapture. He slowed suddenly, the tempo lower, but each snap of his hips deeper and more pronounced. Bending over your back, he brushed your hair aside, licking a hot stripe from between your shoulders to just behind your ear.

"I want to mark you so bad," he rumbled, "Do you know what it would mean, Angel> To wear my mark?"

You whimpered at the feel of his delicious shaft dragging and pushing inside of you, shaking your head to answer his question. Your mind reeled with how good he made you feel...were all of these en natural sex gods? How did he come in just minutes before, nervous with no exprience, and suddenly turn into a man of unbelievable prowess?

"I'll leave it for another time, then," Namjoon whispered, unable to cover the disappointment in his voice, "For now," he pulled his arms around you, one hand crossing over your torso to massage your breast, the other reaching down to draw hard circles on your clit, "I need you to come for me, Babygirl."

Your body responded before your mind even had time to process his words, tensing and arching, mouth open in a guttural moan as you bounced back onto him to ride through the waves of electric pleasure. It coursed through your veins, into your twitching muscles, downto your clenching core, curling your toes and firing every happy nerve into your body. Namjoon thrust into you rapidly for a few paces before stilling and roaring out as he came, his arm and neck muscles straining under his skin as his hips circled and ground into you greedily.

You fell forward, barely turning your face in time to stop yourself from smothering into the pillow, Namjoon following just to the side of you. You both panted and fought for proper respiration, laughing and kissing periodically until your heart rates returned to normal. 

"Go eat," he spoke softly, brushing your hair from the side of your face tenderly, "I need to rest, but I won't be out long."

"I want to stay," you protested, "You'll sleep better with me in your arms."

He laughed, nodding, "I don't doubt that," he agreed, "But I wouldn't be a good mate if I let you waste away for my comfort, Dollface." He stretched his neck to kiss you softly, "Go eat," he repeated, kissing you again, "Hurry fast, and I might have enoough time for cuddles before my heat returns."

"Joonie," you whispered, a know forming in your throat at your own realization and admission, "I love you."

His smiled was radiant, even as his eyes dropped heavily, "I know, Baby," he whispered back, "I love you more."

Your heart bloomed with warmth and overwhelming happiness You loved them. You would do anything for them. You knew it, and you couldn't wait to scream it from the rooftops. Waiting until after Namjoon had snuggled into his pillow and his breaths evened out in slumber, you finally got up to eat as he requested. Cleaning up in the bathroom, you found the navy blue t-shirt he was previously wearing where he had discarded it on the counter. Slipping it on, yu followed the scent of fresh bread and bacon to the kitchen.

You had a very important announcement to make.