#daddy!bts

After one of his underground boxing matches gets busted by the cops, Namjoon has to make it up to his babygirl.

Paring: Namjoon x reader

Warnings: slight angst??, smut, nasty smut, degradation, spanking, daddy kink, unprotected sex, just read it 

A/N: Lithen.., Bette sent me a pic of joon in a leather jacket and I immediately thought of undergroundboxer!namjoon and him at at police station and I’m not sorry im a slut

(feed back is welcome this is only the fourth thing i’ve ever written, my first smut, and the longest thing ive written so be gentle)

also @ddaenggtan suffer <3

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To say you were fuming would be an understatement. Going to the police station to retrieve Namjoon was not how you pictured your night going. As you stood off to the side from the receptionist, you saw your boyfriend being escorted out by an officer. As Namjoon neared you, he took note of your less-than-thrilled expression, and mentally prepared himself for the fight that was about to ensue once you two got back to your shared apartment.

“I’m assuming this one’s yours?” the officer said smugly as he walked Namjoon past the separation gate.

“Unfortunately,” you quipped back, “unless you’d like to keep him here for a few days, that would be lovely.” The tight lipped smile on your face was anything but sweet and Namjoon was already too exhausted from his broken up underground boxing match to respond.  

The officer gave an amused hum and once your idiotic boyfriend was cleared to go you spun on your heel and immediately marched out of the station, not bothering to check if said idiot was keeping pace.

“Y/N,” Namjoon began as you two got into your car, “Y/N baby I know yo-“

“Don’t even think about baby-ing me right now Namjoon” You spat, “I don’t even want to talk about this right now, I would just like to get home as soon as possible.” Namjoon nodded in response and you drove home with a white-knuckle grip on the wheel the entire ride.

Once you two made it home, you walked into the unoccupied elevator, which Namjoon took note of. As the doors closed Namjoon tried again, “Baby-“

“We’re not back home yet Joon, we still have six floors to go.”

Namjoon doesn’t think he’s ever seen you this upset at him. Sure, this may have not been the first time you had to pick him up at the police station because his underground match had gotten busted. Sure, money was tight now and paying bail was definitely not helping. And, okay sure, last time you had picked up Namjoon from the station he was bruised up pretty badly and you warned him this was the last time, but you didn’t really mean it, right?

Once the elevator reached your floor, you pulled out your keys and unlocked your apartment door. Briskly walking in, you don’t even spare your boyfriend a glance. Shutting the door, Namjoon followed closely behind you and caught your wrist.

“Alright, we’re home now, now can we talk?” Namjoon pleaded. Whipping around to face him, you mustered the most pissed off face you could, “about what Namjoon? Talk about what? The fact that you promised me, promised, that the last time would be that, the last time!” You’d be shouting if you weren’t so drained.

“I’m sorry, alright? But you know that I can’t just stop fighting” Namjoon was also drained, both physically from the fight, and mentally from bickering you two have been doing so often lately.

“And why’s that?!”

“Because I need to make money, dammit! I need to support myself, you, us.” Namjoon took a step forward, handing raising to stroke your cheek, and guilt washed over you because you knew the only reason why he fights is to have extra cash for the two of you. “I’ll always take care of my baby girl.” His voice dropped, it was deeper, huskier. The change in attitude did not go unnoticed by you, and your pouting lip doesn’t go unnoticed by Namjoon either. Bringing his nose to the shell of your ear he breathes out “Daddy’s really sorry baby girl, will you let Daddy make it up to you?” A whimpering nod is all you can manage. Namjoon brings his face in front of yours, “use your words,” “yes, Daddy.” Namjoon breaks out into a grin before his lips crash into yours. The kiss is sloppy and harsh, dominating in every way. As Namjoon winds his hands through your hair he gives a yank, forcing you to bend your head back and he takes advantage of your open neck. Roughly biting at the skin, Namjoon works his way down your neck as his other hand rubs you through your leggings. By now your a whimpering mess and your pretty sure Namjoon can feel how wet you are even through both your panties and leggings. Bringing his lips back up to your ear he tugs at your earlobe, “don’t think I forgot about how you acted at the station baby, you were being so bad. Trying to keep me locked up? That wasn’t very nice to Daddy.”

“You ruined my night because I had to bail yo-!” A quick smack to your ass had you shutting your mouth. “Want to try that again baby girl?” Namjoon was groping your ass, already riling up to deliver another blow to the soft flesh. With a shake of your head Namjoon gave your ass a light tap, “face down on the bed baby, come on.”

On shaky legs you walked into your bedroom and started stripping, Namjoon behind you the whole time palming himself over his jeans as he watched you. God you’re so beautiful he thought. Once you were completely naked you crawled up on your bed face down with your ass invitingly posed in the air. Namjoon pulled off his leather jacket and white t-shirt and threw it next to your head. Your pussy clenched at the sound of his belt coming off. Still in his jeans, Namjoon kneeled on the bed with his belt in his hand, “I know Daddy wasn’t very nice today so I won’t go too hard on you, but can you still be a good girl and count for daddy?” his hands were roaming all over your ass and God did Namjoon just want to sink his teeth into your plump little ass. “Yes Daddy I’ll be good” You whimpered, thank goodness Namjoon said he would go easy on you, you don't think you could handle waiting much longer to get stretched out by his cock.

With a soft peck to your ass cheek, Namjoon started roughly groping your ass, the anticipation of waiting for the first blow was starting to kill you, and just as you were about to voice your thought a loud smack rang throughout your bedroom as a red hot sting bloomed across your right cheek. “One,” you whimpered, by now you were just a whimpering mess and Namjoon barely touched you. He bent down to kiss the throbbing cheek, “good girl baby” Namjoon coed. It was after the tenth hit of the belt that Namjoons hands finally went lower, skimming over your folds, not daring to go near your dripping hole, and not near your aching bud, just teasingly passing over your wet slit. “Jesus baby, you’re so fucking wet huh? Your pussy is so pretty dripping all over the bed.” The praise just shooting down straight to your core. Tilting your face to kiss you Namjoon breathes out, “always such a good fucking slut for me huh baby?” Without warning he shoved two fingers inside you, “fuck, your pussy is always so wet for Daddy.” Namjoon isn’t gentle as he finger fucks you, orgasm already starting to near. “You want my cock baby? Huh? Do you want Daddy to make you cum all over his cock?” “oh my God, y-yes, yes please Daddy, please fuck me, please” Namjoon loves every single thing about you, but fuck did he ever love the way your voice got whiney and how fucked out you already looked when you’re begging for him. He quickly pushes his jeans and boxers past his thighs, his fully erect dick slapping against his abdomen, all the while his other hand is still pleasuring you. He pulls his fingers out of you to get situated behind you on the bed, and you whimper at the loss. “Shhh baby girl, I got you,” Namjoon spits into his hand and rubs it over his aching dick, “Daddy’s got you,” and you drop your head into his leather jacket as he slowly enters you, the stretch is still intense even with him prepping you. Namjoon lets out a loud groan as he slowly bottoms out, “fuck babygirl, Daddy almost forgot how tight you are” he’s biting his bottom lip now as he runs his hand messily through his hair. “Maybe its because you’re always at those stupid boxing matches” you pant. God sometimes your timing was stupidly bad. A harsh slap to your ass has you yelping. “What was that baby girl? I didn’t quite hear you,” “I didn’t say anything, please fuck me Daddy, please!” That was all Namjoon needed. Pulling almost completely out, Namjoon thrusts back into you hard. He quickly sets a brutal pace, the sounds coming from where your bodies meet is nothing but lewd and pornographic. “Holy shit, oh holy shit I love your cock Daddy, you always fuck me so good” you mewl. Namjoon delivers a sharp slap against your ass, ego now fully inflated, “you love my cock that much baby girl? You’re fucking dripping for me baby, shit”. You were already close before and your moans and whimpers are only getting louder and Namjoon knows his baby girl enough to know you’re close to cumming. Sliding a hand to your front he quickly started rubbing your clit, and you scream. “You gonna cum baby girl? Come on Daddy wants to see see you cum, you’re always so beautiful when you cum baby c’mon” as Namjoon fucks you into the bed your face is only getting more buried into his leather jacket, your senses are overwhelmed by the smell of the leather and of him. It only takes a few more thrusts and you’re cumming hard. Namjoon fucks you roughly through your orgasm, your screaming like a banshee and Namjoon loves it, he loves that he makes you this way. “fuck baby I’m close, lemme cum inside you, please baby girl, fuck you take my cock so well,” you can feel a second orgasm quickly approaching as you're begging for Namjoon to fill you up, “please Daddy, please give me your cum, I love when you cum inside me and make me your dirty little girl,” Namjoon gives a few more harsh smacks to your ass, “you love being my little cum slut huh baby girl? You love when Daddy fills you up?” “Yes, Daddy! Yes I love being your little cum slut, I love it when you give me your cum!” And with a final hard smack to your ass your cumming for a second time and Namjoon unloads into you, groaning and panting hard.

Pulling out and collapsing next you on the bed, your both silent save for your hazard breathing. You can feel his cum starting to leak out of your abused pussy as Namjoon starts tweaking your nipples and kissing down your neck once again, “c’mon baby girl that was just round one.”

“Princess, these will go as well.” Jimin stated just as he shoved your bra off your body, he smirked. “Now… There are rules-”

“Rules?” You questioned only to be greeted with a pinch on your thighs.

“Don’t Interrupt me,” He creased the part of your thigh he pinched,then slapped hard. You winced in pain, holding his hand away from slapping the raw meat of your thighs.

BIG mistake. He didn’t like it.

“Rule one: you can’t make noise-”

“Wha-” You got quiet when he pinched your other thigh.

“Rule two: you can’t cum unless I say so.”He stated while caressing your thighs.

“Jimin-” He pinched your stomach this time, and you inhaled deeply. You need to tell him things first! But he won’t listen.

“Rule Three: make noise and I’ll punish you-”

“Jimin it’s not faiiiii-” You screeched as you felt his middle finger plunge inside. Your walls went into clamp mode and you tightened around his finger.

“Rule four: you do something I don’t like, you’ll regret it.” He hissed into your ear.

“J-jimin--” you got quiet once he enclosed his hands around your neck.

“Princess, Princess… You never learn. I was going to fuck you a 5 of 10, but since you don’t listen, it’s gonna be an 11 of 10."