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Namjoon sat curled up in the corner of a coffee shop. Perhaps it wasn't the best choice financially for him to be there but he felt like absolute shit. Being let off his job was a struggle and he'd been looking for any job openings in the area. His inability to drive really limited his options with job searching.
He stared glumly out the window as he contemplated his game plan. Selling feet pics was now becoming a very tempting alternative for him. He could become a sugar baby as well, though he wasn't sure if he had the looks and personality for it. At some point in the midst of his life tangent someone lightly tapped his shoulder to get his attention.
"Hi." Namjoon looked up, slightly bewildered. The person's voice was deep and slightly chilling in a pleasant way.
"Is there something you need?" Namjoon questioned still processing as to why this heart throb looking man was talking to him.
The man nodded and took the liberty of pulling over a chair in front of the other. "Hi I didn't want to come off creepy but you've kind of been saying this all out loud in the past five minutes."
"Oh." Namjoon brought his hand up to his face in embarrassment and his ears turned a bright red. "Please don't tell me you want feet pics. On second thought I'm kind of desperate right now, so do you want them?"
Taehyung let out a small laugh and waved his hands in protest. "No, no don't worry I don't want feet pics. But I do have a job offer that could help you out. I'm a painter and photographer per say and I think you'd be an amazing model for me. I promise I'm legit and it's not some porn scam. Here's my business card as proof."
Namjoon squinted slightly as he read aloud the small print. "Kim Taehyung."
"That's me. I'll sketch you right now if you want. A preview for what I want you to do."
Namjoon was slightly skeptical of the situation and everything was happening quite fast. He faltered slightly but now that he was actually looking at Taehyung he struggled to look away. Taehyung's look was unique and almost intimidating. The other had a very specific aura to him and he seemed so casual and cool. Namjoon had no idea why he didn't find a model more on his caliber.
"I- I... sure, why not."
"Great just sit there and look pretty. It shouldn't be too hard for you to do, you're a natural."
Namjoon wasn't given the chance to splutter over the comment since Taehyung was already pulling out a sketchbook and his pencils.
"You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I walked in and the instant I saw you I just had to ask if you modeled or not. But then I accidentally started eavesdropping." Taehyung rambled slightly but still kept the majority of his focus on his paper.
"T-thank you."
They chatted some more and Namjoon fought to keep the awkwardness away by fidgeting with his thumbs endlessly. Everytime he caught Taehyung's eyes he immediately looked away and his ears shifted just a tiny bit red.
"You'll have to look me in the eyes now." Taehyung chuckled and gently guided Namjoon's face till it was straight facing parallel to his own. "Good boy, that wasn't too bad right?"
Taehyung continued with some rough shading and outlines for a few more minutes afterwards. He stopped, looked at the drawing for a bit and then he proceeded to turn the book around.
"It's a rough sketch but I'm just trying to prove I'm not a con artist. If you flip through some of the other pages you'll some of my better pieces. Please consider the offer-"
"I'll do it."
"You'll do it?"
"Yes I'm desperate and kind of need money."
"That's great, here put your contact into my phone." Namjoon handed back the phone and Taehyung nodded while clearly content. "I'll let you know when I need you. Please be more cautious next time someone asks you something like this. I'm not a bad guy but someone might take advantage of you. You're very good looking."
"Don't worry nothing like that will happen."
"I'll see you sometime soon." Taehyung said before walking off.
-
A few days later, Namjoon walked up to Taehyung's studio. He knocked three times and waited a bit before being greeted by Taehyung. His hair was a slight mess and pushed back haphazardly with a headband. His glasses hung low on his nose and behind him the smell of lavender wafted in the air.
"I'm glad you could make it, I heard it's gonna rain today."
Namjoon kicked off his shoes before fully walking inside. "Yeah I'm fine, I brought an umbrella just in case."
"Follow me." Taehyung guided Namjoon to his art room. Meanwhile Namjoon was walking idly behind Taehyung clearly mesmerized by the aesthetic of the place. Photo upon photo and piece upon piece were strewn all over the house. It was a clear showcase of some of Taehyung's best works but Namjoon wasn't complaining. He enjoyed how the colors moved into each other so naturally and beautifully. "You can put your stuff on the desk over there and after that you can sit on the couch over here."
Namjoon placed his belongings down and awkwardly shuffled to the couch. He slowly sank down onto the plush couch and he expressed a sound of content at how comfortable it was.
"I know, it's surprising I thrifted it too. I have drinks and snacks so let me know if you want any. If you feel stiff just let me know if you need to stretch."
"Thank you, for now I'm fine." Namjoon murmured.
"I'm gonna play some music too, it helps with the awkward silence." Namjoon chuckled softly at the comment and waited for Taehyung to finish scrolling through something on his phone.
Soft lofi esque music filtered from his small portable speaker.
Taehyung first sketched out some natural poses, any random, typical ones that'd pop up often in his art. He did this to practice drawing with a different body type and if it meant spending more time with Namjoon then he wasn't complaining. At some point there was incessant ringing at his door and he took the opportunity to take a short break to stretch out his legs and mentally recharge.
"Tae my power went out so I ran here." Jimin jut his lip out and Taehyung just sighed as he opened the door wider to let the smaller in.
"I'll grab a towel and let you borrow some of my clothes if you want. Just be aware that I have another model over. Please don't chase them away while I go to the bathroom."
Jimin waited till he heard the click of a door locking and shutting closed. He peaked into the other room to admire said pretty model person Taehyung picked up. "Wow." Jimin hummed while checking out Namjoon.
"H-hello." Namjoon greeted awkwardly.
"I'm Jimin a friend of Taehyung. I just have to say you are definitely not what I expected when he said model." Jimin continued taking in Namjoon's appearance overall..
"Just curious, what do you mean by that? What is his usual type?"
"Type in what context?" Jimin giggled at how the tips of Namjoon's ears reddened and he struggled with forming proper coherent sentences. "His models are a lot less shy and awkward for starters. But don't get me wrong, that's your appeal. Don't change it. It puts you apart from everyone else. And if we're talking about his taste in men? It's-"
Taehyung choked Jimin as he yanked him back by grabbing his wet shirt collar. "Stop causing trouble."
"I'm just making him more comfortable buzzkill." Jimin stuck his tongue out at Taehyung in a petty manner.
"Go dry yourself before you get sick." Taehyung sighed as he pushed Jimin the opposite way.
"He wasn't bothering me." Namjoon interjected. He was slightly worried whether or not he'd gotten Jimin in trouble.
"This happens all the time don't worry. I just don't like distracting from the vibe I set sometimes so I have to shoo him away."
"Oh good, thanks for letting me know."
"Your ears are pink."
"Oh." Namjoon immediately whipped his hands up to cover the tips of his ears.
"Don't do that, I can't see your pretty face if you do." Taehyung gently guided Namjoon's hand back down onto his lap. Namjoon was sure of it now. He could feel how his skin flushed red from his neck outwards to the rest of his body. It was hard trying to contain himself then and there.
Taehyung deep voice brought him back to reality. "Let's continue. So how comfortable are you with nude modeling?"
Namjoon raised his brows and looked down at his crotch as if he was expecting for it to tell him the answer to the question. Taehyung sensed the panic in the other and couldn't help but break a small laugh.
"I'm not gonna make you strip or make you do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I'm just joking I swear."
"Will you pay me more?"
"I don't see why not."
"I'll do it." Namjoon started tugging at the ends of his shirt.
"Woah woah, are you sure?"
"Yeah I'll be fine."
Namjoon's shirt came off and he instantly felt the cold air on his chest. His pants he took a longer time with. The ends stuck to his ankles the more he tried prying them off and he fumbled backwards on his seat making them both laugh. Namjoon paused at his boxers and closed his eyes before pushing them down. His hand protectively held over his crotch and there was no turning back now.
"How do you feel?"
Namjoon cracked a smile at the first thought that came to mind. "Cold."
Taehyung understood and got up to get him some type of blanket. "I didn't have any more blankets but I'm sure this sheet is better than nothing."
"Thanks." Namjoon mumbled now using the sheet to cover his manhood. "What do I do now?"
"Anything. It's your free reign on how you want to pose for me now. I think you should go with what feels the comfortable and natural."
Namjoon sat down and slowly leaned back till he was comfortably laying down. He angled his legs so they wouldn't fall off the couch and made some last adjustments of positioning the sheet securely around his hips.
"I'm good."
"Great."
"So why do people do nude modeling?"
"Well it helps you become more in tune with yourself. I think it helps people start appreciating their own bodies and seeing all the beautiful things about them."
"I'm sure you have plenty of beautiful things about you." Namjoon covered his mouth shocked that he'd let that slip.
"Thank you. I'm sure you already know that about yourself too. I mean that's why I picked you as my model."
The conversation died down and as time went on Taehyung continuously kept drawing and Namjoon felt confident enough to start varying his poses more. He still couldn't shake off the chills he'd get from Taehyung's gaze. Namjoon knew he was being studied carefully and if it weren't for the sheet, Taehyung would be sketching out his semi too.
Taehyung put his pencil down and let out a huge sigh. "I think that's enough for today. It wasn't so bad right?"
"Yeah it was kind of fun and honestly I got a little too relaxed at the end. I'm kind of sleepy now."
"Let me show you what I sketched." Taehyung sat down next to Namjoon, who was will quite naked.
The older gazed silently and proceeded to point at the paper. "Is this supposed to be me?" He received a nod in response. Namjoon's smile was soft and full of appreciation."Thank you, it looks amazing."
"I only drew what I saw. Here's your money. I'll give it to you now since I figured you'd need it as soon as possible."
In that instant Jimin strolled in only to stop in his tracks. He looked at the money in their hands and then back at the barely clad Namjoon. "Oh, so it's that kind of exchange."
"Oh no no no, it's not what it looks like."
"No I'll leave you be. Don't worry I won't tell anyone." And just as fast as Jimin walked in, he was gone."
"Don't mind him, get dressed." Taehyung ruffled Namjoon's hair and left the room.
Namjoon looked at the money with sparkling eyes. He was thankful that he wouldn't be broke and homeless anytime soon. Without him knowing it, his clothes were folded into a neat pile for him. He smiled at the thought and pulled on each item. It amazed him that not too long ago he was pretty much naked in front of a stranger. Just another thing to cross of his bucket list.
He straightened out his slightly wrinkled clothes as best as he could and whisked up his unbrella from where he left it.
"Where are you going?" Taehyung asked running into him on his way out.
"Well since we're done I thought we'd leave."
"Oh. Stay safe, I'll text you when we need to meet up again."
"I'll keep that in mind." Namjoon cracked a smile before trekking down the hall.
Jimin smacked the back of Taehyung's head,"Dumbass!" Taehyung glared back at the smaller, clearly dumbfounded why he was hit. "You're telling me you have a fine piece of meat like that and you're not going to invite him to stay? I mean at least walk him out Jesus Christ."
"He was only here for work."
"Don't give me that bullshit. The way you looked at him compared to your other clients was like a starving man looking at a buffet. And you cannot tell me he wasn't adorable. You're lucky I didn't eat him up myself."
"It's too late now, he's long gone."
Some soft knocks erupted from the door. Taehyung opened it to Namjoon who was now very wet in the best way possible. His wet locks were slicked back out of his face and his wet shirt clung to his shirts delectablely. Taehyung didn't notice how large Namjoon's chest was but now that it was apparent he wanted nothing more than to stare at him all day and run his hands over the skin he was staring at for hours.
"I forgot my phone." Namjoon's shy smile pulled Taehyung out of his spiral.
Taehyung cleared his throat before speaking. "Are you sure you want to go home? I think it's safer if you wait it out here."
"That'd be nice."
"Come with me, I'll get you dried off."
Namjoon watched as Taehyung pulled out his fluffiest towel from the cabinet and gingerly wrapped the towel over his head. Delicate fingers massaged through his hair and wiped as much wet skin as Taehyung could reach. Their eyes met and Taehyung's hands stopped. Taehyung's gaze raked over Namjoon's lips down to glistening collarbones. Naturally their foreheads met together and Taehyung's lips gently brushed forward.
Before a soft whine could come out of Namjoon's throat Taehyung backed away. "I'll leave you be. There's clothes on the counter."
When the door closed Namjoon sunk down the wall with his hands fisted in the closet around his neck. His hands trembled slightly over his chest and his face fell hot. He splashed water over his face and started shedding his soaked clothing. Taehyung picked out an oversized shirt for Namjoon that was soft to the touch. Namjoon held the shirt to his face and inhaled the addicting scent. His breath was shaky and he started to dress faster when Jimin asked if he was okay.
He stumbled to open the door with wet clothes in his hands.
"I'll take those."
"Thanks."
Namjoon's heart was still in his throat and he wasn't fully conscious of where he was or what he was doing. In his blissed state he'd somehow landed himself on the couch smothered between Taehyung and Jimin watching a movie. Because he was squished between the two, he had to make himself as tiny and compact as possible.
Jimin pointed at the screen and back at Namjoon. "You look like a cute koala!"
Namjoon smiled and giggled at the comment. "Thanks."
Unbeknownst to Namjoon, Taehyung frowned at the comment. "You seem squished, you can put your leg on top of mine." Taehyung hooked his hand under Namjoon's thigh and placed it on top of his own. Taehyung's hand rested on Namjoon's thigh and the older was afraid to acknowledge it just in case Taehyung would remove it.
Namjoon had no idea whose idea it was to put on a nature documentary but he did know that watching animals and plants was making him sleepier and sleepier. The dull pattering of the rain and the dim lights only encouraged him to rest his eyes for a few minutes... More like a few hours. His dream was a little less peaceful. It was laid out with such clarity that he almost considered if it actually happened.
Namjoon sat in the painting room stark naked. He idly stared at the ceiling waiting for Taehyung to call their next break. He smiled once he heard the familiar clatter of Taehyung putting whatever tool he was using down and naturally he shifted to stretch out his toes and curve his fingers in all directions to get some feeling back in them. He sighed in satisfaction and took the rest of his moment to relax.
"You did amazing as usual." Taehyung said as he hovered him. His beauty was apparent even from the lowest and most strange of angles. "My angel deserves a reward doesn't he."
"A-angel?" Namjoon yelped.
Taehyung nodded like it was the most normal thing in the world. He cupped Namjoon's soft cheeks gently and melded his lips smoothly against the other's plush lips. Taehyung's hand danced along Namjoon's inner thigh only to find himself teasing at the other's member. Slender fingers made Namjoon twitch with every movement and the older couldn't help but to grind his hips desperately into Taehyung's touch. So when Taehyung properly stroked Namjoon, the older elicited the sluttiest noise.
"Keep going, keep going." Namjoon grunted as he grinded for more contact. That heat licked at every edge of his body and he chased for more of that euphoric sensation. "Tae~" Namjoon hid behind his hands in embarrassment at the way Taehyung was ripping him apart at every edge.
His dream morphed into a different scene now and somehow, some way Namjoon was falling off a building. The air nipped his cheeks violently and he shut his eyes tight when the ground was just in arms reach.
His eyes snapped open fast and wide. His heart was leaping out of his chest and he had to press his hand against his chest to will it down. Namjoon stifled a yelp as he noticed how close Taehyung was. The warmth from where skin touched skin was absolutely unbearable. Namjoon's breath was stuck in his throat and there was no way of moving away from the situation at hand. Taehyung's legs hooked tight around his own and somehow Taehyung's hand found its way firmly around his waist.
"T-Tae~" Namjoon whispered. "Are you awake?" He waved his hand in front of Taehyung's face. No response from the other except steady breathing and a little flicker of an eyeball darting in many directions. He was able to study Taehyung's face at a personal level and smiled to himself at how puffy Taehyung's cheeks had gotten from a long nap. Carefully he brushed his finger against Taehyung's bottom lip and unexpectedly Taehyung darted forward to bite his finger.
After a small heart attack and a fit of giggles from Taehyung, Namjoon retaliated with light slaps against Taehyung's chest. "You can't scare someone like that." Namjoon huffed.
"You're fine you big baby. Here" Taehyung pressed a kiss to Namjoon's finger. "See all better."
"Where's Jimin?"
"Home by now. The rain probably stopped."
"I guess I should head out too."
Both struggled to get off the couch safely due to how tightly they wedged themselves into the small space. After a little fumbling here and there they made it to the entrance. This time Taehyung stood at the door to watch Namjoon leave.
"I'm getting a little deja vu here." Namjoon joked.
"I guess you'll have to get used to it. Do you have everything on you? Wallet, keys, and phone?" Namjoon held up each item in that order.
Taehyung nodded in approval. "Good job. You did good today, you went above and beyond my expectations."
"I'll get naked next time too."
Taehyung raised a brow at the comment and amusedly watched Namjoon flail his hands desperately in front of him to clear up the situation. "It's okay." Taehyung stretches forward to whisper into Namjoon's ear. "I look forward to seeing you naked next time. Get home safe." Taehyung smoothly smiled and Namjoon whipped around quickly to hide his flustered face but the soft glowing pink on the tips of his ears gave the both of them a hint as to how he was feeling.
-
Namjoon went over a few more times after this instance. Stripping down into his birthday suit started becoming less awkward and more like natural instinct. However in the instances he became less wary about being naked in front of Taehyung, he forgot to account for any of Taehyung's unsuspecting guests who weren't looking forward to him butt ass naked. Jimin had definitely gotten his fare share of skin as well as a handful of Taehyung's other friends too.
Taehyung and Namjoon would laugh it off and carry on with work. Because that was what this was. The few times Namjoon's cheeks or ears turned just a tad pink was just work too. The way he'd stare at Taehyung's ass whenever he dropped a pencil or had to go grab something was work too. He needed the money and he had to do what he had to do for money. It just so happens his employer ended up being a very artsy and attractive guy. By attractive Namjoon meant that Taehyung was not only beautiful but his personality blew him away each day. He felt comfortable with Taehyung.
That's why Namjoon was laying down on his side in a ridiculous pose saying,"Paint me like on of your French girls." This was actually a normal occurrence. Whenever Taehyung would pop on one of his many berets, Namjoon would spout this saying nonstop because he found it amusing every time.
He genuinely had fun and understood that Taehyung was a nice guy, this is why he felt bad when his body starts to feel like it was on fire under Taehyung's gaze. He did his best to hide the way his breath would hitch every so often and Namjoon would have to close his eyes and take his mind elsewhere other than being watched by a hot man five feet away. His imagination could only take him so far and it left him tossing and turning as he lay in bed one night.
His restlessness pulled him out of his bed and out on a late night walk. Namjoon enjoyed a scenic route and smiled to himself as he watched the moon follow him and make sure he was okay on his night out. He closed his eyes listening to the environment around him. Even though a car would pass by every so often, Namjoon was able to make out the quiet hum of nature that surrounded him.
Namjoon had a favorite place, everyone did. It wasn't anything special, just a small bench overlooking a small lake. As simple as it was, it took him out of his thoughts enough to the point of not wanting to hump against any kind of orfice in his house.
He gazed silently at the group of ducks floating around the water. The calming nature of his environment pushed his lids further and further down.
When Namjoon woke up in a place other than his house or the front of the lake he was at, he went on full offense mode. His heart raced wildly and he whipped his head every which way to get a feel of his surroundings. The lighting was relatively soft and Namjoon's kidnapper was nice enough to put him on a nice bed.
Softly, he placed one foot in front of the other and made his way to the door. He placed his right ear up to the wood and closed his eyes to listen for anyone outside. His heart sped up when he heard footsteps. And Namjoon started panicking when these footsteps kept growing louder. He took one big inhale and exhale and slowly backed up so he could be ready to pounce on whoever was approaching. With the first glimpse of light peeking out through the now open entrance, he charged forward.
He felt the weight of the body slip under him and fall to the ground. He pinned the other's forearms to the ground and kept the other's legs down with his body weight.
Namjoon blinked until his vision was clear and observed the person under him who was groaning in pain from the fall.
"I get you're excited to see me but a hug works just fine." Taehyung chuckled under him and Namjoon immediately released his hands to bring it up to his face in horror.
Namjoon was unable to say anything other than 'oh my god' and 'I'm sorry' under his breath. Taehyung smiled at the reaction and tapped Namjoon's thighs. "I know it was a mistake but it'd be helpful if you got up off me now."
Namjoon scrambled off of Taehyung and mentally cursed himself.
So now Namjoon was having a mental breakdown on the couch over how he'd just tackled Taehyung. Now Taehyung wasn't going to like him and maybe he'll find another less clumsy and violent person. Taehyung holding out a popsicle brought him out of his thoughts.
"Stop worrying so hard. Like I said, it's fine." Taehyung held his own popsicle to the back of his head.
"I thought you were a kidnapper."
Taehyung looked at him wide eyed and a big smile burst from ear to ear. "Seriously? That's adorable."
"In my opinion it's a completely logical conclusion. I wake up not in front of the lake in some unknown bedroom, so it's either I'm a really good sleep walker or I've been kidnapped. Obviously I went for the latter option."
"What made you stay up so late anyways?" Taehyung rested on his hand that was pressed to the back of the couch. This helped him see Namjoon's face better and guiltily he'd admit that he was looking at how good Namjoon looked eating the popsicle. His big plush lips were slick with all the juice from the sweet treat and seeing Namjoon eat it made it look like he was eating gold.
"Ah-" Namjoon looked down away from Taehyung's gaze. "Just couldn't sleep I guess."
Taehyung hummed in response because he was too distracted admiring how good Namjoon looked while eating. "Joon-ah~ let me try some." Surprisingly Namjoon jut out his lip in a pout and shook his head. "Why not?"
"You have your own." Namjoon pointed to the one held to the back of Taehyung's head.
Taehyung was a little evil for this but he couldn't help but mess with the other and guilt trip him a little.
"Ah but I can't eat this one. My head hurt so much from falling over that I have to keep this year. You understand right?" Taehyung winced to feign his pain.
Namjoon looked between the popsicle and him uneasily and finally whispered a soft fine.
You see, Taehyung was going to be mean and eat the rest of Namjoon's ice cream in one bite but he was worse than that. Taehyung was a bad guy and that's why he snaked a hand around Namjoon's neck to inch the other forward into his own lips. He kept it soft and dragged his tongue against Namjoon's literally sweet bottom lip. He licked the stickiness of his own lips and stared at Namjoon in awe.
Namjoon's hand was fisted tightly in Taehyung's shirt and his vision was cloudy as well. He could tell Namjoon was looking at him, but Namjoon's mind was somewhere elsewhere. In all honesty, if it were anyone else, Taehyung would've stopped and let the awkwardness between them linger until they'd eventually lose contact. But the shakiness of Namjoon's touch and just the fact that it was Namjoon made him shove the rest of the ice cream into his mouth, to throw it on the table.
He pinned Namjoon down and pressed his lips hungrily against the other's. The ice from the popsicle melted and moved in their mouths Taehyung licked his way further past Namjoon's lips. It was just to hear even a glimpse of the gasp Namjoon let out earlier. His hand rested on the bare skin of Namjoon's hip and he inched his fingers underneath the band of Namjoon's boxers to grab more. His left hand traveled under Namjoon's shirt to tickle at Namjoon's ribs.
Namjoon's giggled against his lips and it was enough to lighten the heavy tension between them. Taehyung stopped kissing Namjoon hesitantly and instead made use of his tongue elsewhere. He first darted his tongue out at Namjoon's cheek and pressed kisses and small picks at the trail of juice leading down to Namjoon's neck. Taehyung only placed gentle kisses on Namjoon's neck but after a quick nip he noticed Namjoon arched into his touch off the couch.
Namjoon shoved back on Taehyung's shoulder and quickly Taehyung backed up off the other. "Did I do something wrong?"
Namjoon shook his head, still very breathless. He threw his thigh over the other side of Taehyung's hip to straddle the other. As his crotch came in full contact with Taehyung's own he bit down on his bottom lip and buried his face into Taehyung's shoulder. Taehyung's large hand slipped under Namjoon's shirt and ran smooth circles over his back. Eventually he found purchase at Namjoon's dainty waist and he enjoyed the warmth radiating off Namjoon.
Namjoon lifted his head and looked down at Taehyung. Small chaste kisses but nothing more was exchanged between them.
"You seem to be very awake now." Taehyung joked moving his hips a little upwards against Namjoon. "You took a nap and now you and your little friend are ready to play."
Namjoon's brow furrowed slightly but he still continued his ministrations in extending the short kisses Taehyung let pass by. "What got you so worked up that made you go sleep outside?"
Namjoon stopped for a brief moment, and let the air hang a bit. "It's embarrassing." Namjoon looked away.
Taehyung smiled and only encouraged the other. "Tell me all about it sweetheart. I won't judge you."
"Well..." Namjoon licked his lips."It's about you and me at the sessions."
"Ah don't tell me you were stressing over them all this time. You should've told me."
"No, no. It's something a little different. It's not stress it's more like being turned on." Namjoon covered his face in his hands and Taehyung shook his head disapprovingly. He nuzzled his face into Namjoon's neck and continued barely tracing at the outline apparent in front of Namjoon's pants.
"Tell me more. I need specifics to completely understand your situation. As your boss I'm willing to help any way possible."
Taehyung slipped his hand under Namjoon's underwear and pants to shove it further down his thighs. Once Taehyung had complete access to little Joon, he gave it a light squeeze in which Namjoon reacted with a hum in content and light scratches of his nails against Taehyung's scalp.
"Continue on." Taehyung ordered and Namjoon rolled his hips slightly at the tone.
"It's ah~ you. You turn me on." Namjoon's fingers curled and uncurled into a fist as Taehyung made one deft stroke upwards while flicking his wrist at the end.
"Tell me more, how do I turn you on?" Taehyung's voice kept that same sweet tone but there was a teasing lilt to it. "You can do that for me, can't you?"
"Whenever you look at me when I'm naked I have a hard time not getting hard. I've had to cover it a few times." Namjoon's cheeks burned.
"So you like when I watch you?"
"Yeah." Namjoon sighed finding Taehyung's lips again.
"You know you're pretty right? The prettiest boy I've ever seen. I have to catch my breath every time I see you." Namjoon's lips tugged into a smile and he melted at the sentiment.
"You're hard." Namjoon looked extremely concentrated as he pulled Taehyung's member out. Taehyung laughed and agreed.
Namjoon moved backwards from his straddling position and pulled off his clothes completely. He laid back and looked at Taehyung expectantly. "I didn't really prepare for anything like this, so, if you want, you can fuck my thighs."
The statement brought a piercing ringing in Taehyung's ears and he had to clear his thoughts to focus on what Namjoon was telling him.
"Is that a yes?"
Taehyung scrambled off the couch and shouted an I'll be back as he ran towards another room. He returned with a lube bottle in hand and somehow he'd managed to kick off any article of clothing in the journey of running back to Namjoon. Taehyung uncapped the lube bottle and trailed a line of lube on Taehyung's chest to his thighs. In a massage like motion, Taehyung moved his hands across Namjoon's stomach first and then he squeezed at Namjoon's waist. Slowly he'd slicked the lube up all the way to shoulders, just barely avoiding Namjoon's chest.
Trying to drag the experience our, Taehyung reached Namjoon's peck last and with an excited lick of his lips he ran his fingers over the shiny chest. He focused his concentration on Namjoon's nipples and enjoyed the soft and pleased noises Namjoon gave him in return. Eventually he just started groping Namjoon's chest with no disregard, because seeing the way Namjoon squirmed made his blood pump fast.
They made eye contact and Taehyung stopped his hands briefly. "Big." Taehyung referred to Namjoon's boobs and Namjoon giggled at that. He smacked Taehyung's arm and forced him to move somewhere else.
"I think you have a fetish over my chest."
"You might be on to something."
Taehyung's hands were well slicked in lube and he gave Namjoon's member a few quick strokes. He wanted them both to last so he kept his contact down there minimal.
While Taehyung's obsession with Namjoon's big chest was apparent, his favorite trait on Namjoon was his legs. Legs that were miles long and strong thighs that he wanted to be crushed by. He'd shamelessly drooled a little as he precisely covered every inch of skin on Namjoon's thighs with lube. The meatiness of Namjoon's thighs made him groan and imagining how that'd feel around him was euphoric.
After a handful of some more fondling Taehyung moved on into lubing his own member up for good measure. This time it was Namjoon's turn to ogle at Taehyung's body, and he could personally account that the other looked a 100x better without clothes.
Taehyung's slender fingers would stretch him out so well and his dick would do that even better. Thick and curved towards Taehyung's stomach, Namjoon imagined how it would feel in him in all different positions. Each position he imagined felt even better than the next and he was disappointed he'd only get a sample of how it truly felt.
Namjoon flipped over onto his stomach and raised his hips in the air. Taehyung pushed Namjoon's thighs together hastily and nudged his head between the softness of Namjoon's plush thighs. A pleased sound erupted from Taehyung's throat as he made slow thrusts behind Namjoon. The reaction spurred Namjoon to tighten his legs and Taehyung's hips stuttered a bit in the process.
"Comfortable?" Namjoon nodded and gave a small thumbs up. Taehyung took this as an okay to start being a little rougher with himself and he began going at a faster pace as well. He caged Namjoon under him with his arms which meant every throaty gasp and whine was audible for the older. It turned Namjoon on and he reached out to lazily stroke himself as Taehyung gasped in his ears.
Every so often Taehyung would brush up against Namjoon's member with his own and that feeling was like electricity in his stomach. In attempts to make the experience good for both of them, Taehyung peppered kisses at the juncture of Namjoon's shoulder and his mischevious fingers rolled and pinched at Namjoon's sensitive nipples happily.
He'd been the center of his wet dreams and getting to touch Namjoon like this was all he wanted. He was possessive unknowingly and as much as he didn't want to act jealous whenever Namjoon would interact with one of his friends, his instincts told him to hide Namjoon to keep all to himself.
"You're doing good for me Joon." The nickname made Namjoon's chest tighten. "You're so sensitive here." It was more of a comment rather than a question.
"Yeah, maybe I should get nipple piercings. I bet that would feel good."
Taehyung had imagined it very distinctly. No matter what Namjoon would do, the piercings would be visible through any t-shirt. The person doing the piercing would be in for a huge treat. He'd bet that Namjoon might let a moan slip out or even sport a semi from the experience. In bed, Namjoon would become even more sensitive. The constant rubbing and feel of the cool metal would have Namjoon coming in no time.
Taehyung gasped and came unexpectedly. He rode out his high gently and pulled away from Namjoon carefully. He sat on the other end of the couch and tried to catch his breath and keep his mind focused in his post orgasm haze.
Taehyung's eyes lit up seeing Namjoon's thighs covered in white. He pulled Namjoon up from.his position so that Namjoon's back was in contact with Taehyung's chest. Taehyung kissed the back of Namjoon's neck gently and ran his hand in smooth circles over the other's stomach. "We're gonna take this nice and slow okay?"
Taehyung started his wrist at an even place and they remained in silence like this for a short minute. Namjoon's head lulled back onto Taehyung's shoulder and his eyes were closed in bliss. Pleased squeaks escaped him every once in a while and Taehyung kept Namjoon's mouth busy by slipping his fingers past plump lips. The sounds were even more choked off now and Namjoon was beautiful.
Ethereal and breathtaking. Namjoon softly sucked on the digits in his mouth while he grinded more and more into Taehyung's touch. It was all too intimate. The way Taehyung was taking him apart piece by piece as if he was going to disappear any minute was suffocating. Even though Taehyung's hands worked with purpose, he didn't fail to make Namjoon feel safe and protected through a gentle peck to his cheek or whispers of praise in his ear.
Everything was Taehyung, Taehyung, Taehyung. The heat in his stomach bubbled and it was all too much for Namjoon to handle. His toes curled and he'd babble a high noise around Taehyung's fingers as his cock twitched and shot his load across his stomach and Taehyung's hand.
Taehyung stayed by his side and his heart constricted a little from that.
"As hot as you look right now, I need to clean us up before my legs lose all circulation. So upsie daisy."
Namjoon scooched forward until Taehyung slipped away fully. When the other had gone he used the chance to plop down into the empty space behind him and stretch out his long limbs.
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Just as Namjoon had fallen asleep, he'd woken up in a similar way. Instead this time he was under a large fluffy comforter tucked tightly underneath his chin. He recalled what happened on this exact couch and embarrassment washed over him from realizing that he'd passed out after coming. How lame could he get?
He slipped away from the couch and wondered a bit. Unlike his previous visits, he had free time to look around and observe the home a bit more. He knew yet didn't know all the different areas of the house and it made the experience that much more enlightening.
The kitchen called out to him strongly. Or maybe that was his stomach talking. Regardless his feet sent him straight to the fridge. He felt bad if he ate anything of Taehyung's without his permission so his only option was to stare. Namjoon made his way to the bathroom after his body reminded him that he'd been needing to go all this time and was foolishly forgetting that.
The bathroom mirror revealed all sorts of bad things. Namjoon's hair was greasy and his skin was in no better condition. He looked at the shower and weighed his odds. He's sure Taehyung wouldn't mind.
There was something about morning showers that made Namjoon feel like he could do anything. He wrapped a towel around his hips and set off to find his clothes. But the thing is, his feet didn't take him back to the living room. Namjoon found himself in Taehyung's bedroom.
At first Namjoon wanted to just lay down next to the other but something in him switched. And that's how Namjoon ended up inbetween Taehyung's legs under the blanket.
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Taehyung's had many fantasies. Like winning the lottery or becoming famous. Or being woken up with Namjoon by his side. So not only was he pleased to find himself in the same bed as Namjoon but those thick lips of his were kissing his way up and down his shaft.
Taehyung threw the blanket off their bodies to take in the complete site. Namjoon's eyes were sharp and animalistic behind his thick lashes. His perfect lips were set around the head of Taehyung's member and there was something so simple yet wondrous about it all. There were goosebumps all over Taehyung's skin and the younger couldn't suppress his groan as he ran his hand through Namjoon's damp hair.
The dampness of Namjoon's hair made Taehyung curious of the rest of the other's attire. Taehyung knew Namjoon could feel the way his member twitched in his hand when he'd fully taken in the whole package. Namjoon was crouched between his legs completely naked, respite the small towel hanging loosely off his hips. Namjoon smirked because he knew his power. He especially knew how crazy he was driving Taehyung which was why he'd taken it upon himself to lift his ass in the air higher for Taehyung to ogle further.
The lack of clothing allowed for Namjoon's back to be in full view. Taehyung wanted to trace the defined muscles as they flexed and moved gracefully. No matter how many times Taehyung saw Namjoon naked he couldn't get used to how stunning the other looked. And he wanted nothing more than the opportunity to mark and ruin every inch of skin.
Sex was a lot of things. Some people see it as a stress reliever and others see it in a more romantic sense. To Namjoon it was a power game. Namjoon had feigned submissiveness to Taehyung this whole time and he'd purposely let Taehyung push his buttons in all the right ways and he'd make sure to keep egging him on for his actions. Namjoon was a smart guy and when it came to flirting he knew exactly how to play his moves. Namjoon was naturally shy and a little oblivious at times, but when he was determined to drive someone crazy he was going to make sure he did just that.
He teased Taehyung with a taste of his abilities. Gradually Namjoon advanced from reaching half of Taehyung's length to finally having his nose tickle the other's abdomen. Judging from the cloudiness in his vision, his eyes were filled to the brim with tears. He looked up through wet lashes and in that moment he knew Taehyung was a goner. Too far gone and too immersed in pleasure, all control he had over his body had dissipated.
Namjoon pulled away to catch his breath and he ran his tongue over his heavy bottom lip. His lips were slightly swollen and likely a deep shade of pink at this point. He put his lips around Taehyung's tip and tongued at the slit. He worked his way down Taehyung's shaft all the way to the hilt once more. He repeated this a few times and when Taehyung was least expecting it he'd stopped midway on Taehyung's member. He felt the squirm of Taehyung's legs and with strong hands he held down Taehyung's hips from pushing Taehyung's cock any deeper down Namjoon's throat.
This time Taehyung whined partially out of annoyance and frustration. With each lap and swipe of Namjoon's tongue, Taehyung's eyes rolled back and his toes curled inwards. The pleasure sent goosebumps trailing over his skin but it wasn't enough to get him off. This drove Taehyung out of his mind. Namjoon popped off and kissed up Taehyung's member. He especially tongued at a bulging vein on the side that he knew would have Taehyung squealing.
Knowing that he was the one causing pleasure in Taehyung made him keen and he was sure that more beads of pre come were dripping on Taehyung's sheets.
"I can't take this any more." Taehyung scooted away from Namjoon's mouth and pulled the other up. The kiss was rough and messy but so satisfying. Both groaned into the kiss and Namjoon slotted his hips over Taehyung's thigh so he could grind down for pleasure. "You think you're up for it today?"
"I sucked your dick because I was making sure that something was gonna happen." Namjoon's smirk sparked something in Taehyung and his heart beat a little faster. "You didn't use all the lube yesterday did you?"
Taehyung shook his head and reached under his pillow. "I have multiple stashes."
Namjoon smiled at that and proceeded to lube up his fingers. He reached behind himself and hastily started out with two fingers to speed things along. Taehyung leaned back to watch Namjoon finger himself whilst still straddling his leg. He ran his hand every so often along Namjoon's sides or stomach to soothe him along. He'd stroke Namjoon gently or mouth at his nipples to distract him from the fact he was shoving something up his ass.
Namjoon was much quieter when he was pleasuring himself. It was more blissed out and concentrated. Too eager to pleasure himself where he knew he wanted it. Namjoon rolled back on his fingers now that he was stretched out enough so it wouldn't hurt. His luscious lips shaped into an 'o' and he closed his eyes in pleasure. He knew exactly how to finish himself off, but he was willing to orgasm a little differently today.
He laid down on his back and shyly opened up his legs. Taehyung kissed lovingly at his thighs before rolling on a condom and lining himself up at Namjoon's entrance. Both Taehyung and Namjoon had similar reactions as Taehyung sunk slowly all the way in till he'd bottomed out. Their eyes were closed at the intensity of it all and their orgasms started rising in their core.
"You don't understand how much it takes to hold back when I'm with you."
"I dare you not to." It was an obvious challenge.
Taehyung straightened his back and fixed his grip at Namjoon's waist. He trusted hard and watched as Namjoon got shoved up the bed a little further. He continued the same movement until his mind went into overdrive. He craved Namjoon in his entire being. The delicious drag against Namjoon's walls made his mouth water and he couldn't even begin to describe the delicious sounds Namjoon was hiccuping out his mouth.
Taehyung swallowed Namjoon's sounds in a smothering kiss and hissed a little as Namjoon dug his nails into the skin of his back.
"Feel good?"
"Can't breathe and I feel like your dick is being shoved into my organs. So I feel fucking amazing." Namjoon's smile was dazzling, but it soon morphed into something else as another high whine threatened to come up.
"Fuckfuckfuck." Namjoon's vision was going white cause in a millisecond of a moment Taehyung had gotten the perfect angle and he felt like he was on cloud nine.
Taehyung's dark look and sweaty hair was animalistic. Namjoon was sure that he'd be eaten up any moment now if he decided to stare too long. His string of curses started spurring together and he was incoherent.
Taehyung's large hands were the only thing holding him down as he scrambled for purchase at the sheets and Taehyung's slick back. Taehyung's deep moans reverberated in his ear and both of them were aware of what was happening.
"Joon you're so good for me." Taehyung didn't particularly like talking during sex but seeing Namjoon keen at being praised made him willing to make an exception. "Baby, you feel so good."
Their lips connected, more to reassure themselves and keep that connection between them.
"Tae~ Taehyung give me more."
Namjoon's legs are cramping from gripping Taehyung close so tight and Taehyung's thighs burned in turn as well. Namjoon clenches down and that bundle of nerves is abused to no end as Taehyung's buried to the hilt. Taehyung desperately reached for Namjoon's member now that he's hyper aware that his orgasm was close.
It was the way Namjoon's rough voice sounded saying his name that riled him up to this point. He wanted, no needed to hear it again.
"Say my name again for me baby. Who's making you feel good right now?"
"It's you Tae, you're so deep and making me feel so amazing. Holy fuck– Keep going right there, please."
The drag of Taehyung's rough palm was deliciously pleasurable and one particularly rough squeeze sent him over the edge. A mantra of every rendition of Taehyung's name possible came out of Namjoon's mouth.
It sent a shiver down Taehyung's back and he was more insistent on coming now. He was fucking with so much purpose that it had Namjoon practically crying out under him. Taehyung silently gazed at his face and seeing and feeling what Namjoon was made him stumble forward. He was buried all the way to the hilt, and hot cock was throbbing inside of Namjoon as he came into the condom.
He cursed a little as he rode out the last highs or his orgasm with Namjoon and he flopped down next to the older. He tied off the condom and threw it to the side, too lazy to deal with it at the moment.
Taehyung turned over and protectively wrapped his arm around Namjoon's waist.
"You good?" His voice was soft and gentle.
Namjoon hummed and shifted himself to mold against Taehyung as the little spoon. Taehyung traced random shapes with his finger on Namjoon's hip. This was right. No noise, no distractions. Just the soft sound of their breathing alongside the occasional ruffle of the sheets.
"You used my favorite shampoo."
"I should've used it all up then."
"How mean. Go back to being shy and pretty."
"Do you like me better that way?"
There was a short pause before Taehyung answered. "No."
"You look really good after sex. Let's have you pose in lingerie next time."
"As long as you pay me I'll do anything. Now let me sleep." Namjoon grumbled. He curled his legs and arms close to his body so he formed some type of human ball.
Taehyung grinned and cuddled Namjoon close to him. He dropped his voice to a low whisper, "Since you said I can do anything I'm gonna pay you to wear a furry suit."
Namjoon smashed a pillow into Taehyung blindly which sent the cackling younger off the bed.
"You didn't say no." Taehyung smiled and Namjoon just shook his head and rolled over.