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Namjoon's hands roam your body, his touch making your skin tighten and tingle as he slides his fingers underneath the shirt you've stolen from him. Everything he's doing is slow, and intentional. He knows you're craving him and he's making you wait, taking his time to caress every inch of you.

"J-Joon," you moan, begging him to pick up the pace before he silences you by pressing his lips against yours again. Every place he's touching you feels like it's on fire, leaving your skin smoldering in his wake. You want him to the point of pain, but so far he's avoided the places you really crave his touch. His left hand has been tracing gentle patterns on your skin, rotating between the curve of your hip to the smoothness of your stomach, while his right hand grips your thighs. Your legs tremble as you feel the wetness pooling into your thong, the thin sliver of fabric not containing anything.

He breaks your kiss and begins trailing his mouth across your jaw and down your neck, leaving wet kisses against your skin as you comb your fingers through his hair, gripping him tight enough to make him moan.

"Joon," you whimper again. "Touch me."

"Patience, baby," he chuckles, grazing his lips across your collarbone. "I'll have you moaning my name for a different reason soon."

Fuck, this man is going to be the death of me.

He slides the shirt up your body and you arch your back to help him take it off. He slips the fabric over your head and tosses it near his on the ground, your hair falling around your shoulders causing him to catch a whiff of that strawberry and vanilla scent he's always craving. He's leaning over you on his knees, eyes burning with desire as he takes in the sight of you.

"Fuck," he groans, his fingers tracing over the lace of your bralette. Your breath hitches as the sensation of him brushing over your nipple sends bolts of electricity through your body. "If I'd known you had this on underneath, I would've ripped that dress off of you immediately."

"Your fault for being a slowpoke," you smirk, your hands tracing the defined ridges of his abs, trailing upwards to wrap your arms around his neck.

He smiles softly at you before his lips crash against yours again, his mouth much greedier this time. He presses his body down onto yours as he sucks on your bottom lip, letting a moan slip out as you feel him against your heat again.

Your head tilts back in a gasp as he grinds against you, one of his hands now gripping your right breast. He leaves a trail of wet kisses down your neck and over your collar bone until he gets to the lace of your bra. He slowly moves his lips down to kiss you over the fabric of your bra before he hooks a finger under the strap to slide it off your shoulder, allowing the flexibility for him to pull the lace down just low enough for him to fully expose your breasts. You let out another whimper as his thumb grazes across your nipple, making it stiffen under his touch.

He raises back up on his knees as his right arm rests against the mattress, his left hand leaving your breast, slowly tracing down your stomach to reach the hem of your thong. You bite your lip to stifle your moan as his pointer and middle finger graze over your clit, his tongue making circles around your nipple.

"Let me hear your voice," he demands, gently nibbling your nipple between his teeth. You bite even harder into your lower lip, knowing how embarrassingly loud you're about to be.

He moves your now useless thong to the side, fingers slipping between your folds to feel how wet you are, making you whimper.

He returns his lips to yours, groaning into your mouth before saying, "Fuck baby, you're soaked."

He moves his fingers back across your heat, using your wetness as a lubricant to circle around your clit. Your back arches as he stimulates your lower half, exhilarating you in ways you'd forgotten you could be, your tongue desperately trying to taste every corner of his mouth.

Moving his thumb to your clit, he presses down and moves in a sensual, circular motion before sliding his middle finger inside of you, slowly moving in and out, causing you to pant into his mouth.

You try to reach for the hem of his sweats, but he stops you. "Not so fast," he smirks. "I haven't fully tasted you yet."

He slowly trails kisses down your chest, giving a little extra attention to the valley between your breasts, then over your stomach until his lips reach the black fabric. He hooks his fingers under the small strings resting on your sides, your hips raising so he can slide your panties down past your thighs and toss them to the floor.

You slightly gasp at the feel of the cool air reaching your heat, the contrast making you shiver. Namjoon moans at the sight of you, wet and ready for him, before he slides his tongue across his bottom lip and covers your mound, his tongue teasing your sensitive bud.

You inhale sharply as he drags his tongue along your core, your hands gripping the sheets by your sides. His right hand lays flat against your stomach to push you into the mattress, giving him better access to your sensitive parts.

"J-Joon," you whimper. You gasp as he starts moving his tongue in circles, shooting pleasure through your entire body. "Fuck, baby," you pant, eyes rolling back. "That's fucking amazing."

He hums at your compliment, sliding his finger back inside of you as you moan his name.

"Joon, I'm-" your back arches again as the pleasure causes you to gasp. "Baby I'm not g-gonna last if you keep this up," you whine.

He slides a second finger inside, making your legs tremble. "Cum for me baby," he growls against you, sucking you harder. "This won't be your only orgasm of the night."

Your eyes shoot open and you grip his hair, feeling that familiar burn blooming in your belly as your climax is just seconds away. He notices you're close and picks up the pace with his hand, his mouth switching back and forth between licking and sucking.

You bite into your lip in an attempt to contain your voice but it's useless. As your climax hits, you grip his hair tighter, your whole body shaking in pleasure. "Fuck, oh my god," you cry out, legs trembling as you lose yourself around him.

You release his hair, trying to catch your breath as he looks up at you. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand before putting his fingers in his mouth, licking off your juices.

You're panting on your back, body still shaking, eyes glued to the ceiling as you slowly come down from your high. Namjoon chuckles and leans over you to place a kiss on your forehead.

"Oh my god," you exhale. "That was incredible."

I can't believe Hag-Ran ruined this for herself.

"Was it good, baby?" he smirks, resting on his knees between your thighs.

He leans in to place a gentle kiss on your lips. You taste yourself but this arouses you all over again, knowing that you are tasting yourself on his tongue, a sense of pride flowing through you knowing THE Kim Namjoon has your taste on his lips.

The only thing on your mind right now is wanting to please him. Wanting to feel him inside you.

Your eyes roam down to how hard he is under his sweats, your heart rate speeding up in anticipation of seeing him for the first time.

"You're so beautiful," he softly mumbles against your lips between kisses, his tongue dancing across your bottom lip. "I can't wait to see what you look like when you take me."

That sentence alone almost has you orgasming again. You gently start to grind against his length, building your arousal back up as he presses into you, making you crave that incredible sensation again. He guides you to sit up, slipping his thumbs underneath the sides of your bra. You eagerly nod, giving him the permission he was looking for.

His hooded eyes darken in lust as he effortlessly slips off your bralette, the delicate fabric sliding off your body, leaving you completely bare underneath him. He leans down and grinds his hips into you, your nails digging into his back as you let out another moan. He groans as you gently pull him back to your lips, craving the taste of his kiss.

Your fingers dip into the waist of his sweats, making him clench under your touch. "Off," you whimper, begging to feel him.

He grins against your lips before kissing you softly once more and lifting off of you, making you whimper at the loss of his body against yours.

He walks over to his nightstand, pulling out a condom before dropping his pants to the ground. You audibly gasp, covering your mouth as his dick slaps against his stomach.

Yeah, Hag-Ran is a fucking idiot.

He chuckles at your reaction before crawling back over to you. He lays on his right side as you turn on your left to kiss him, your hand traveling quickly down to his length. He groans into your mouth as you gently begin to stroke him, rubbing your thumb over his head, smearing his precum.

"Fuck, baby," he moans against you. "I need you. I need you shaking underneath me."

You take the condom from his hand and rip the foil with your teeth, swiftly taking it from the package and sheathing his hardened member. He watches in awe at how quickly you're able to wrap him.

"Damn," he chuckles, breathing getting heavier. "That was sexy."

You wink as you roll onto your back, pulling him on top of you. "You're probably going to have to stretch me a bit," you mumble.

"I'd be happy to," he grins, slowly kissing you as his hand makes its way back to your neglected heat. He moans loudly when he feels how wet you are for him again. You gasp as he goes in with two fingers, slowly pumping you back and forth.

"I'm so lucky," he says softly as he leaves sloppy kisses against your neck. "I'm about to fuck the most beautiful girl in the world."

Before you can react he's sliding a third finger inside, your breath hitching as your nails dig into his biceps. There's a slight burn as he begins to stretch you, but it quickly turns into pleasure as your body obediently responds to him.

You whimper as he pulls his fingers out from you, using your wetness on his hand to give himself a few pumps before positioning himself between your legs.

"It's been a while," you murmur. "You might have to go easy on me at the beginning."

"Don't worry baby," he smiles softly, blinding you with his dimple. "I'll take care of you."

He leans down to press a gentle kiss to your lips, his right hand guiding himself to your entrance. You whimper into his mouth as you feel his tip slowly enter you. The stretch burns but it makes your whole body feel like it's floating.

He swallows your moans of pleasure as he pauses to kiss you again, his tongue gently caressing yours as you try to relax. He slowly moves another inch inside, giving you time to adjust. "Fuck, baby," he groans, his free hand gently kneading your breast.

He continues to slowly enter you inch by inch, showering you with compliments and kisses each time. Once he's fully inside he stays still, restraining himself as he waits for you to relax around him.

"That's it baby," he whispers into your ear. "You're taking me so well. You're such a good girl."

"Joon," you whimper, gripping the muscles on his back. "Fuck me."

He presses both hands against the mattress on either side of your head, grunting as he slowly pulls back, keeping his tip inside before slowly pushing back in. "Are you okay baby?" he pants. His self control is hanging by a thread.

You nod, spreading your legs further for him.

He pulls back again and thrusts into you a little harder this time, your head snapping back from pleasure. As soon as he realizes that your flinch is from pleasure he picks up his pace, thrusting in and out of you as he showers you with kisses, loud moans escaping your lips.

"Baby, oh god," he moans breathlessly, his head hanging into the crook of your neck as he continues to pump into you. "You feel so good."

"Joon- fuck," you whimper, moving your hips with his. "Right there."

His mouth crashes back onto yours, both of you panting as you exchange sloppy kisses.

He hikes one of your legs over his shoulder, thrusting into you even deeper. The pleasure coursing through your body extends all the way to your fingertips as he fucks you mercilessly, drawing the most sinful noises from your mouth.

"Joon, I'm close," you whine, feeling the knot in your stomach reaching its breaking point.

"Cum around me," he growls, thrusting faster. "I'm right behind you."

You arch your back and grip his shoulder blades, dragging nail marks down his skin. "Fuck, Kim Namjoon you feel amazing." Your orgasm washes over you, letting breathy moans leave your mouth.

"Christ, you're so tight," Namjoon winces as your walls clench around him. He fucks you through your high, beginning to climax himself.

It only takes three more pumps after your orgasm for his high to come rushing through his body, releasing into the condom.

He rests his forehead on your shoulder for a moment to catch his breath before slowly easing himself out of you.

"I almost saw stars," you exhale, chest still rising and falling.

"Good I'm glad," Namjoon laughs, tossing the condom in the bin. "It feels incredible inside you."

You turn your head to look at him, still processing what just happened.

"Now get up," he chuckles, pulling you up off the bed. "Go to the bathroom, no bladder infections on my watch."

You roll your eyes and huff out a laugh, but do as he says because as un-sexy as it is, he's right.

After finishing up you pick up his shirt from the ground and throw it over your head, crawling back into bed. As soon as you get close to him he grabs your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. He pulls back and looks longingly into your eyes, him looking at you like you hung the moon.

"Thank you for forgiving me," he says softly, tucking your hair behind your ear. "Thank you for giving me another chance. I'm going to win your trust back, mark my words."

Your heart squeezes as he looks at you in adoration. "Thank you for chasing after me," you smile, cuddling into his side before the two of you drift off to sleep.

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