pairing: mafia boss!Namjoon x mafia!reader | genre: smut | rated: R (18+) | warnings: unprotected sex, riding, gunplay, nipple play, from behind, choking, hair pulling, slapping, biting, swearing | words: 786 | summary: you are sleeping with the enemy.
[1:13 am]
โYou shouldnโt be here.โ
You walk into your penthouse and find your rival, Kim Namjoon, sitting on your sofa. Itโs late, and you just came back from an important meeting. You are the second in command of the mafia, The Disciples, and you were just given executive notice that you are going to war with the Bangtan mafia. It shouldnโt be hard to destroy any organizationโs business or kill anyone who stands in your way. But it does complicate things when you are fucking the head of Bangtan, who just happens to be sitting in your living room.
โWhy?โ Namjoon smirks, leaning back onto the sofa. โWhat are you going to do? Kill me?
Chuckling, you pull out your gun and waltz towards him. Your lipstick-stained lips come dangerously close to his when you straddle his lap, and you grin as you place the barrel underneath his chin.
โI should, ya know,โ you whisper. โI should blow your head off right here and now.โ
You pull the safety off of the gun, the clicking sound loud over the silence, not another thing heard but your breathing. Your eyes peer into his, and your hand slowly slips up his neck, your grip tightening. You feel the bulge in his pants hardening against your core, and you slowly roll your hips.ย
โBut will you?โ He banters. He hikes up your skirt; your bare ass is met with warm air before he smacks it. โYou are so tiny; I can scoop you up with one hand.โ
Namjoon knew the words to say to light the fire inside you. You secretly love it when he mentions how tiny you are compared to him, with his tall, muscular body and thick thighs. You know he likes small and cute things, and you definitely fit the bill. He just didnโt realize you were also a natural-born killer.ย
โShut up,โ you demand, kissing him. Your hand is still firm on the gun, and you donโt let it go. Instead, you allow your other hand to reach down to his pants and undo his zipper. He rips your thong off of you, your brimming dripping core dripping onto his boxers. He roughly pulls his cock out, pumping himself a few times while lining up to your entrance. Finally, your impatience gets the best of you, and you sink onto him, catching him by surprise.ย
โFuck me, please,โ you beg, slowly bouncing on top of him, gun still in your hand. โItโs been a long day.โ
You ground your hips, wanting to feel him as deep as you can. He responds by placing his hands on your hips, thrusting up, your breasts threatening to come out of your button up shirt. You let out a heavy breath, his thick, pretty cock deep inside of you and hitting every spot he can. You tighten your pussy around him, watching his eyes pop open at your sudden action.ย
โGod, you are so tight,โ he groans, bucking into you harder.ย
His hands grab your mouth, pulling you into a sensual kiss. Your gun is still in your hand, cocked at his chin, ready to shoot him at any time. You admit to yourself that you like the thrill of riding a forbidden dick with a weapon in your hand. You shouldnโt even be in the same room together without your head of the mafia. But one late night at the bar lead to the best sex of your life, and you have been fucking each other since, despite knowing you are enemies.
โOh, fuck,โ you gasp, your climax getting closer and closer. โFuck me harder, damn it!โ
A switch goes off in Namjoon, and he grabs your hands, taking the gun out of them and setting it on the coffee table. He tears off your shirt and bra, sucking on your nipples hungrily and leaving bite marks along your breasts. He then pulls you by your hair and shoves your face into the couch, roughly entering you from behind and smacking your ass.ย
โIโm the only one giving orders around here,โ he growls, pounding into you.
Your free hand rubs your clit, your stomach tightening and your legs shaking as you cum all over him. Your screams muffled thanks to the couch pillows, your chest heaving from the intense orgasm you just had. Namjoon lets out a loud groan and pulls out of you, coating your ass with his load and leaving little droplets at your entrance. He pulls you up, slapping your breasts and kissing you which his hands on your throat.ย
โI fucking hate you,โ you groan, still trying to catch your breath.ย
Namjoon smirks, leaving you a lasting kiss on the lips.
โThe feeling is mutual.โ







