Bruh
This is part two you babes
Sorry it sucks ass
;-)
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"W-wait a sec-"
A loud thud echoed across the thin walls of the room. Pieces of plaster flew out of its place, falling to the ground from the strong impact.
Yoongi had somehow positioned himself into a cage, barricading Namjoon with his arms and legs. Still recovering from shock, Namjoon let out a yelp when he felt Yoongi trailing his hands under the thick layers of fabric.
"Hyung, I don't think this is a good idea."
Namjoon squirmed under Yoongi's touch. His touches were ginger and soft. Fingers traced every curves and lines slowly. Namjoon tried hard not to gasp in pleasure whenever those hands reached unseen territory of his body.
Clenching his teeth, the younger harshly pushed off the small rapper's figure and struggled to cover his exposed chest. During the heat of the moment, Yoongi had managed to rip the shirt off of him. Literally, ripped.
Namjoon shuddered at the thought of Yoongi's sudden change of behavior.
"Come on, Joon. No one's gonna come in here." Unable to contain his pout, Yoongi stood up from the carpeted floor and pulled Namjoon by his wrists.
Once their distance was closed, Yoongi mashed his lips onto the younger. It took Namjoon by surprise and he jerked in response.
As swiftly as he did, Yoongi wrapped his other arm around the thin rapper's waist, securing their position.
Ah shit. I'm really in trouble now.
Shrugging off the thought, Yoongi changed the course of the kiss and entered his tongue. The warmth of another person's mouth was a new feeling for Namjoon and he couldn't help but melt into the heat. Unknowingly, his arms hooked over the older's shoulder, attempting to bring their heads closer (if it was even possible).
Soon, they were pretty much on the full make out process. Hands running up and down their bodies, lips crashing and breaths panting.
The constant friction of their clothes brings them on the edge, almost tearing the layers of fabric apart. Eyes closed, consuming the addicting pleasure. Their tongues traced the insides of their mouths, studying every detail.
The whole ordeal was so bizarre and beautiful and surreal, Namjoon almost forgot that he wasn't dreaming.
"Time out." Namjoon pulled away from the kiss, leaving trails of saliva by his bottom lip. Yoongi leaned in to lick it clean.
"Stop..." Not wanting to lose themselves again, Namjoon took a few steps away from the elder. Yoongi's face was flushed with pure lust whilst Namjoon was looking genuinely worried.
"What are we doing?" Namjoon's voice was low with bewilderment. His eyes were dark slits, filled with a look of fear, tainted with some of the lingering desire still ablaze.
"I was going to help you find your kink." As easy as it was said, Yoongi shrugged his shoulders when the younger rapper giggled in response. He was being serious about it though.
"Well, whatever it is, it doesn't have to be now." Namjoon bit his lip. "Hell, it doesn't even have to be you, hyung."
"I know. But honestly, I couldn't really care less about what you think."
Namjoon noticed the sudden shift of atmosphere. The air turned heavy and a sickeningly sweet vibe filled the small space of the studio.
Yoongi was still, not moving nor averting his eyes off Namjoon. He had a very prominent gaze, dark with danger. His body stanced in a position like he was ready to pounce. Then, he fucking licked his lips.
"I just want to hear you screaming out for your daddy, baby."
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Seokjin
Hobi
Where is Namjoon n suga
??
They were supposed to be back for dinner an hour ago
??
Hoseok
Idk
They were at the studio earlier
Maybe they're finishing up
Just wait a lil hyung
U worry too much lol
Seokjin
Of course im worried !!
PD nim closed off the building 2 hours ago !!
I was there with him
And the studios were empty
??
Hoseok
:-o
Well damn
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"Please, hyung! N-no more..." A sweet drop of saliva trickled down Namjoon's jaw. Yoongi watched it trailed down the younger's neck before lunging in for a bite, sucking on the bruised skin. Namjoon let out a gasp, his feet clenching as Yoongi moved deeper inside him.
The hotel room was heavy with sex and cheap perfume. White curtains draped over the glass windows, all fogged up under a cold night. On the floor lay scattered the layers of clothes, hastily taken off and thrown without a care. The creaking sounds of the wooden bed rocked along the rhythm, matching the pair of intertwined bodies on the queen-sized bed.
"I-I can't...Oh my god! Yoongi-hyung, please! Just-just get it over with..." His body was shaking furiously as Namjoon felt a pair of hands gripped him by the waist, making sure to leave marks.
"Nope," Yoongi grunts as he slowed his pace, deliberately teasing the younger man under him. "You know what you gotta do, right, baby?" He flashed a gummy smile at the now irritated Namjoon.
"Ugh, really?" Namjoon furrowed his brows in annoyance at the older. "I don't thi-Ahn!" A moan escaped his lips, swollen from the kissing, when Yoongi pushed deep, hitting Namjoon's sweet spot. A few hard thrusts were given before Yoongi pulled Namjoon by the hand, gesturing him to stand. Namjoon cooperates.
Their arms fumbling for support as Yoongi lifted the younger up on his lap. Straddling Namjoon's long legs by his side, Yoongi positioned his member on the still dripping hole of the younger, wet with precum. Namjoon twitched at his own sensitive skin.
"Wait.. This position is a bit dangerous, hyung." Though a bit dazed in the heat, Namjoon still noticed what Yoongi was aiming for. The smaller man now was grinning, pushing Namjoon down on him.
"Ride your daddy, baby."
Namjoon bit his lip, hard. Letting his hair fall to the sides of his face, Namjoon groaned loudly as Yoongi entered, filling his walls again. Once more, his breathing got ragged and uneven, spurring mumbles of pleasure at the sensual rocking. Yoongi purred lowly, burying his face on Namjoon's neck as he leave his marks.
"Ahh, fuck! You're so good at this!" It seemed like Namjoon had pushed past his shame and just let the heat take him over. He breathed out a quiver, smiling dimply, just enough to take Yoongi over the edge.
"What a good daddy you are~"
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" Your sweet nectar falls,
Creating strings of honey on your bronze skin.
How overwhelming, the taste.
I feel myself getting addicted,
Slowly losing towards your temptations.
Pull me back if I'd gone too far,
Or if you are on the verge of breaking.
But until that moment arrives,
We keep this secret our own. "
-Min Yoongi
"What's that, hyung?" A soft voice reached his ear. Yoongi turned around to face Namjoon, who was still tangled under the sheets, definitely naked. He propped his elbows under his head, eyeing the pen and paper in Yoongi's lap.
"Y'know, Joonie? Let's keep this up. You inspire me."
A look of amusement creeped up on Namjoon's flushed face. "Oh, really?" He snatched the paper and examined the words. Yoongi chuckled heavily when he saw how red the younger's ear was turning.
"Aish, really hyung. You're such a pervert..." Namjoon threw the paper on the floor and grabbed one of the white pillows of the bed. Covering his face in embarrassment, Namjoon had to admit that he was kind of proud. Not just anyone can be an inspirational motive for his genius hyung.
"Yeah well, what can I say?" Yoongi leaned in to kiss the smooth skin of Namjoon's toned stomach. The taller giggled cutely at the simple gesture.
"You just bring out the true poet in me."
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MOM UR DAUGHTER HAS SINNED
What is life
Oh right
Bottom joon
Anyways enjoy this sorry excuse of a chapter I put so little effort in this