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Anyway, the things between you two were getting more concrete, more tangible, the security feeling taking place in both of you and opening new ways in your relationship. Namjoon was not here to fool aroud, neither were you. The sex topic entered the never ending talks that could go all night long, but with no pressure.

In that night came to light that, experience was not something you guys had in your package and you know what... it was completely fine. Although you keeped wondering in your head - how that so freaking handsome man could not had some action - but again, you tought it was very good for him that he only did what he felt like it. Just like you.

All the while his mind was in the same path of thoughts, but kind thrilled that he would swipe his pretty girl world. It was almost a silent agreement that when you both felt like it, it could happen, no pressure.

This conversation was weeks ago, things after that started to get more... heated. The make out sessions getting more feverish, hands wondering more... Namjoon still perfectly respectful, never forcing your limits, and you his. But the desire was more present, that want growing more and more, invading even your dreams. Do you know what it feels like to wake up in a fuss all hot and bothered? Yeah, not very nice. You don't live in a cave, you know how it works, but your own abilities were not working that well anymore...

So at the prospect of your six months anniversary coming, you though... well, maybe we could take a little - big - step and.. you know. Spice a little - a lot.

Yeah, that sounds good!

Hes coming for lunch, so time to give your boy some news.

The door opening interrupts your working thoughts and a handsome as hell boy enters your vision, bringing a content smile to your face and warmth to your heart.

Turning the heat off, you both take the food to the little center table and eat in the couch. TV on, you press play on your Netflix paused Ju-On.

"Hey beautiful girl, how you doing? - wow that smell is amazing, is this Bulgogi? -" His mouth already salivating from your home made korean lunch specialty, made just for him. He lower his head to connect his lips to yours in a sweet peck.

"Hey baby, finishing our lunch! - you answer, smiling with your face in his neck, you love that little spot below his jaw, that's your spot - and you? Went everything okay with the thesis?"

His arms circling you, keeping you close to him, what's more then completely fine for you. "Yeah, finally its over. That thing was stressing me out so much, but it was worth it... Now I just need to destress. I can finally relax".

Hm... Hmmm. Okay, that must be a sign, you're gonna act on that. Destress.

Joon getting scared at the girl on the closet, poor thing almost spilled the juice out.

Okay, he's cleaning the juice from his chin, maybe now it's a good time.

"Baby.." you say, fanning interest in the lady on the telly.

"Yes sweetheart?" He looks up at you, expectantly.

"You said you need to destress right..? Our anniversary is in a few days, we could... go out for dinner and maybe.." you voice dying in a whisper. You see, there was no pressure, but that didn't meant that there was no nervousness.

You keeped looking in those warm brown eyes and... and that's it, you just keeped looking at them. Not a single word out, no no.

"Maybe what sweetheart?" His voice calm, eyes feating yours and his browns furrowing at your anxious expression.

He notices your non functional state and get closer to you.

"Babygirl... are you okay? You can tell me anything you want, you know that right?"

Your mind stopped at the "babygirl". That sneaky little word could disturb your balance in a snap of fingers. And it did. Your reaction not going unnoticed by Namjoon, he was always tunned with you, a little smile curling up on the corner of his lips. He wants to do it again.

His finger guiding your chin, your eyes on him now. It's incredible how a simple thing as looking at him can give you a wave of giddiness.

"Babygirl..." - that's all it takes for you to avoid his eyes,and he's smirking now, fully, freely - "Nu-uh... look at me. Eyes on me baby"

"I want.. we could... we could go further in the.. - take a breath woman, get yourself together- We could stay together, like.. if you're okay with it and.."

"Tell me baby, what do you want?" His voice serene, the smirk mixing with the adoration he feels for you.

He's smiling at your shyness and your nervousness, you're so adorable.

"Sex. We could have sex baby? That's it?"

His amusement all over his face, he loves seeing you like this, he lives for the blushing checks. He would be flushed too if he wasn't so entranced by your figure now.

Somehow you ease his nerves like this, strange right?

How can he voice this so easy, you don't know. You're dying here. "Y-yeah... maybe, if you want too, hm.."

You're melting there and he's smiling at you as if you were the most amazing thing he saw that day.

"Of course I would want to babygirl. I do want to. I'm glad you feel secure like this with me." His thumb carising your checks now, his eyes full of love and a hint of lust that he's trying to keep down right now.

"Good.. that's good. I want you too, I'm hap- he's kissing you before you can finish your sentence, his lips smiling in the kiss, lingering in your receptive mouth.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I couldn't resist. You're just so cute." His dimples coming out to play with your weak heart.

"Hey! I'm not cute! I'm an grown ass woman."

"Yes, you are - he gives one more kiss on your lips - and you're also my cute babygirl."

"Okay.." Here we go again...

Today was gonna be the day.

The day of your anniversary finally here, after that little moment a few days ago, Namjoon was his gentlemanly self, as always, just keeping at bay the excitement/nervousness in his little heart at the tought of what was in the plans. You, you just hoped that nothing wrong would come up.

You're now standing in your bed, trying to decide which set of lingerie you should use, you're inexperienced and slightly in panic, but you want to look pretty for him, for yourself too.

A delicate deep purple lace set or a light blue one. You know what... the deep purple because the color looks beautiful in your soft skin and you feel nice in it.

Ok... now your summer dress, in your favorite color flowing down your legs and stoping in your mid tights, a pair of heels and a light make up. You're doing your hair in pretty waves when Namjoon arrives, you not even noticing, being engrossed on your last touches on the look. Namjoon walks in, not seeing you in the living room he goes to your room, finding you in your bathroom, brushing the luxurious waves on your hair. A smile automatically appears on his lips, you're unaware of his presence and he wants to keep it this way for a little bit more, admiring your lovely figure, that beautiful dress he loves on you, your hair begging for his hands to thread them self's in- wait, maybe his hands are the ones begging, not your hair - but anyway, you look stunning, just breath taking... his beautiful girl, his heart swell with contentment knowing that he is yours and you're his.

"Exquisite.." he breaths out, standing in your room with his hands in his pockets and a smile on his lips.

You turn with a gasp, not aware of his presence, your hand immediately going to your heart first for the startle and secondly because your boyfriend is on a slim black suit, no tie today but the two first buttons of his shirt open, a nice pair of shoes and his hair parted with some pieces falling in his forehead. He's the epitome of beauty and you can't help but admire every centimeter of him.

"...Baby?" Your hear his embarrassed giggle, when your eyes set on his face you see the blush that formed in his pretty cheeks.

"What? You can ogle me, but I can't do the same? You look really handsome baby, I can't help it" you take your fun in it, payback for the last time he got you like this too.

"Well... - you hear his steps coming yo you - I can't help it either, your the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." His now behind you, his arms in a back hug on your waist and his nose in your hair. You see his eyes close as he breathes the magnolia scented shampoo on your hair, his arms tightening on your frame.

"I love your smell... " his deep whisper send chills down your spine. You turn around in his embrace and bring your lips to his in a sweet short kiss.

When you're about to part from him and say you two would get late for the reservation his lips are on yours again, a more assertive kiss taking place but yet delicate.

"Baby we're gonna get late" you mumble in his lips, but doing nothing to stop his advances. His lips are so addictive, so full and soft and warm... you could kiss him all day, all night and not get tired of it.

He's not doing better either, your delicate and succulent lips between his own, he can't help it, dinner be damned.

"I think we could be a little late.." his mouth making a path of kisses on your cheeks, down your neck and repeating his tantalizing way on the other side.

You hands rest on his nape, caressing the hair that got longer in the past weeks, when he kisses a particular spot behind you ear your hands automatically tightens in his hair and he groans lightly at the feeling, you're unconsciously pressing yourself closer to him at the sound. A sound that seemed to wake something inside of you.

He walks you back to you room, never detaching himself from you. Once he sees the bed, he turns and brings you down on his lap.

"Joon, we're go- his lips interrupts you once more, his hands on your face holding you to him, you feel his tongue licking at your lower lip, asking entrance that you give more than willingly. He deepens the kiss, your tongues now fighting for dominance.

He pulls way to say, nuzzling your cheeks " Baby, can.. can we skip dinner? Please ..." his hand now on your waist, holding you to him. A freezing wave runs down your body, your heart beating so fast that your sure he can hear it too, your cheecks blushing because you know what this means, it was the whole point of this night in the end, but together with all of this there's a need, a deep want for this boy, you don't want dinner. You want him.

You don't know what to say so you kiss him, you kiss him with all the love you have. He responds to your kiss bringing your body impossibly closer, the kiss getting heated, messier.

Without a millimeter between you two you feel his bulge pressing against you. You've been here before, till this point there's nothing new, but that was going to change. As if your body had life as it's won, you start to grind on him, slowly and timidly to try to alleviate the pressure between your tights. His grunt reverberates through your body as his hands go your hips to fasten your pace. Your hands hold on his strong arms, feeling the muscles flexing beneath your fingers. The little electric sparkles that awakens your body every time your hips grind forward into his are addictive, you want more, so much more.

Things are not easy for him either, a hot feeling spreading through his whole body every time your pussy presses against his confined cock. He wants you so badly, and today may be his first too, but it's all about you in his head.

He needs to feel your skin, his hand now on your knee going up so slowly on your tights, you let out a breathy moan at the feeling of his big hot hands on your skin. He holds your hips, thumb caressing your hipbone.

"Are you sure you want this baby, I can wait all you want, I don't want you to do anything you don't feel like it" his eyes locked on yours. You see the nounfeeling of tension in his eyes mingled with the want and the love he feels for you. You never wanted anything like you want him right now, you want to be his.

"Namjoon. I want you, I need you... I've never been more sure of anything, I love you so much. Do you want this too...?"

Your voice getting little, wating for his answer. You see a smile forming on his lips, his hand going to your cheecks tenderly rubbing the skin with his thumb.

"Babygirl... you have no idea how much I want you." He takes your hand in his to give a lonving kiss on your palm. You both can feel the edginess in the air, that tension sparkling but there's was also this safe and soft feeling too.

He nuzzles his way to your sweet lips again, this time the kiss is tender, softer.

He takes his time kissing you to his heart content, feeling your body, your warmth, the way your breath fasten in response to his touch. You splay your hands in his heavenly chest under his jacket and push the piece off, he helps you pushing the fabric off his arms and discard the elegant black jacket on the floor. You can feel his muscles better now, his large chest at one thin layer way from your fingers.

He spins your body and your know laying on your bed, his large figure hovering you. He lowers his face close to yours and give you a little sweet kiss at the tip of your nose, making you giggle. "I love your smile, it brightens my days" you blush at his compliment, your hand at his chest feeling his heart beating so fast, he's trying his best to seem calm, but you know he's agitated too.

You love him even more for this, determined to make this as special for him as it is for you.

You bring him for one more kiss "I love you" a whisper in his ears, simple but such reassuring words. He gives a kiss on your skin, right on your beating heart and lock his eyes back to yours. He moves up to kiss your forehead, your nose, finally your lips...

"Can I take this dress off baby...?" He asks so quietly, almost hoping you don't hear his request. You feel your heart accelerate again, but in a good way.

"Yes... yes you can my love" your voice nothing but a breath.

His fingers very delicately started unbuttoning your dress, lightly touching your skin here and there, your purple bralette came to view, Namjoon visibly swallowed seeing his favorite color on your heavenly skin. He pushed the dress out of your shoulders, you helped your arms out and he dragged the flowy piece off of you. You're now in your bra and panties.. and heels. The butterfly's in your belly flying around. Namjoon runs his eyes up and down on you, his breath deepening "Perfect... you're perfect. Stunning baby" his words coming out, his eyes can't seem to leave your soft body.

You're blushing furiously when meets your eyes again, he imagines why and go to take his shirt off to not let you feel exposed alone.

His honey toned skin is so beautiful, his defined pectorals making you drowl, all you wanna do is litter this man in kisses and bites, feel his skin and map his body with your lips all night. He chuckles at your stare.

"Now I'm the one getting flustered." You look at his reddening face and giggle at him, you know the feeling, but you can help it. This man looks like a Greek god.

You connect your lips to his collarbone, making your way to his neck, your hands on his shoulder while his hands rest on your hips, squeezing everytime you deliver your kisses. You're getting lost in his fresh musk scent, enveloping you in a bubble on him. A place were only the two of exist, that everything is... him. Your touches are pure delight for him, he loves the feeling of your delicate soft lips roaming around in his skin, your hands gripping his shoulders, the smell of your hair invading his nostrils and intoxicating his senses, his cock hardening even more. All he feels is you and he can't get enough. He wants more, so much more, he craves to drown on you.

While you're entertained littering his neck in kisses and shy little bites, he uses the tip of his fingers to lightly brush your skin, all the way up your back just to make the same way down. He feels the curve of your ass and gives to the urge of grabbing the supple skin making you moan in his ear. The chills that take his body on your pretty moan makes him groan deep in his chest.

You feel yourself dampening even more, his baritone tone making you're knees weak, good thing you're on his lap. He holds you by your waist and get you comfortable on the pillows, laying by your side with his head on one hand. He lay a kiss on your temple, one hand now on your knee brushing his fingers on your skin. His lips still on your temple while his hands go higher and higher with it's caresses, if he was calm before... he's not anymore. He's nerves trying to take the best of him, but he's determined to make you feel as good as he can tonight.

He takes a deep breath when he reaches the top of your tights, the skin there so warm and soft that he could keep his fingers there all day long.

He sees your breathing getting laboured, your legs closed tight. He can't freak out right now, he needs to be there for you. So he takes courage and let it out in the calmest voice he can muster in this moment.

"Baby, take a deep breath. It's okay... if you want to stop, we stop, there's no problem at all. I just - "

"No! - you interrupt him - I want this... it's just, I'm just nervous. But I want you" you say looking in his eyes. His hand felt like heaven in your tights, but the tough of him seeing you, like SEEING you, got on your nerves a little.

He's searching for doubt in your eyes but he only finds want and that tad bit of shyness. He finds you and he feels relief.

"Okay my love... just talk to me okay. Promise me that you will say it if you want to stop." You nodd at him and he takes that as enough for now.

"Good... now, can I keep going?"

"Yes baby.." you're eager to feel him, to be his.

You feel his hands moving, pulling one leg to rest on his tight, opening you to him. You keep looking at him, his eyes so tender, so loving. He traces the line of your panties in the juncture of your tights, your hips seem to have a mind of it's own, moving with hand. You feel his smile growing in your temple.

He takes your eager action as a good sign and finally runs a finger on your covered pussy, putting a bit of pressure on your pulsating clit. You buck your hips and moan for him, your hands grabbing his biceps. He repeats the action several times, until he feels a wet spot in your panties. He could die a happy man, his girl was writing with his touch and drenching her panties for him. How lucky was he..

You on the other hand is already on cloud nine and he didn't even touched you properly. Oh you need more, now.

"Joon please..." you didn't even know what you were begging for, but you need it.

"Please what my love? Tell me what you want."

Now, how were you supposed to answer when right when you opened your mouth he started pressing circles on your clit? Instead of an answer he got a long moan of his name. He's cock twitching at your voice calling out for him.

He didn't even wait an answer anyway, hooking his finger on the waistband of your garment, looking back at you asking for permission. You nodd, raising your hips to help him take off the offending piece, leaving you in only your bra. You legs closed again, big eyes gazing at him.

How could you be moaning less than a minute ago and now give him these innocent eyes... he just wants to devour you. But everything in it's time.

He decideds to let you get used to the feeling and instead of going to your pussy, he aims for you breasts, something that he's familiar with.

For his luck, this brallet has a hook in the front. Thank God.

"Baby, relax..." his hands engulfed your breast, squeezing and massaging it slowly. Your tender globes feel so good in his hands, your nipples poking through the lace, in the palm of his hands.

He sees your body visibly relaxing, you love when he play with your boobs.

You search for his lips again, kissing him feverishly, his fingers teasing your sensitive nipples making you moan in the kiss. You feel his fingers clasping the hook and your breats are free now, he's quickly descarting the purple lace somewhere in the room along with your heels.

You're completely naked, exposed to him. You feel the urge to cover yourself and when he turns to look at you, he sees you bringing your hands close to your chest and he's quick to hold your hands in his and kiss your palms very tenderly.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen Y/N, you don't need to hide from me, my love."

You're still a little self conscious, but you don't hide anymore... he looks at you as if you were a masterpiece. So you decide to take pride in that.

He gives you a sweet kiss, showing his satisfaction and his next kiss in on your breast, his tongue licking the taut nipple gauging your reaction, that doesn't fail to please him, your head thrown back and one hand grabbing the fabric of his pants.

He gives kitten licks to it and suck it in his wet mouth, earning a gasp from your bitten lips. Your legs squeezing themselves to get some relief, what doesn't go unnoticed by him. He's happy that he's making you feel this way, that he doing right.

He repeats the whole process on the other breast, this time his hand travels down, parting your legs to give him access. You're so entranced in the pleasure his mouth is bringing to you that when you feel his fingers on your bare pussy your hips bucks again.

"Relax baby... open your legs a bit more.."

He's tone is calm, reassuring, his breath on your breast. You do as he says and you feel his fingers on your entrance, gathering the wetness there. He moans at the feeling of your warm, wet pussy almost unconsciously.

"Babygirl, you're dripping.." he breaths out. You could feel your tights smeared with your juices, your legs falling open at the feeling of his fingers on your sensitive lips. He uses your wetness to stimulate your clit, doing slow, firm motions. You start to squirm in his touch, his lips detaching themselves from your boobs to put your foreheads together.

He's eyes burning holes on yours, lust written all over it, he's cock poking your leg. When he fasten his motions you moan out again and squeeze your eyes shut. That burning feeling, a tight coil in your lower abdomen making your back arch beautifully.

"Open your eyes babygirl - the hand on your head carising your hair - look at me."

You open your lids, looking straight to his eyes. That's what it takes to make that coil explode. A hot feeling spreading in your body, your hips moving on their own. You hear yourself moan he's name out loud, that bliss of pleasure taking over your whole being.

Namjoon is mesmerized, watching the pleasure take your body. He swear he almost came when you practically screamed his name. It was the hottest thing he ever saw.

"Fuck baby, that was... you're amazing " he says to you while his fingers help you ride out every bit of your orgasm.

"I-I'm amazing? You.. you are amazing." You half moan, half say to him. He gives you a little chuckle. You want him to feel this too, to feel good, so you reach for his pants and start to unbutton it.

"Can I touch you too?" You nuzzle his jawline.

"Oh fuck... yes baby."

You manage to free him from he's pants, his boxers still on. You see the outline of his cock with a wet spot from the pre cum that leak it there. You feel proud that you've made him this hard, that he wants you too.

You trace his cock with your hand feeling more curious than nervous, wanting to see his reaction. When you grip it a little more firmly he thrusts in your hand, a reliefed groan escaping his lips. He's been holding himself back this whole time for your sake, you're gonna make it up to him.

You push him to his back and kiss him again, your small hand feeling he's engorged cock pulsating in your touch.

You tentatively put your hand inside his boxers, looking at him to see if he was okay with it. You find him with his eyes closed in concentration and his lower lip captive in his teeth, so you hold his bare cock in your hand and hear him moan your name in adoration.

It's hot, heavy and velvety in your hand. And big. You didn't even see it yet, but he's big.

"Can I take this off baby..?" He looks at you now, your small figure waiting he's permission.

"Of course baby."

Your hands drag his boxers down, stopping at the sight of his huge cock, your eyes wide open and your mind racing. Namjoon feels hes cheecks getting red, a little flustered with your expression.

"...Baby? " he laughs embarrassed.

"You're big. Like.. like big"

"Y/N you're getting me flustered like this!" A smirk forming in his handsome face, hes head back in the pillow. You're in your own world now, you don't even hear him.

"Is it going to fit?" You're hands are back on his cock , as if analyzing it. The situation is comic, from trying to hide yourself to analyzing his cock. Big steps, girl.

"Yes baby - hmm fuck.. - I'll make it fit"

He's lungs are doing extra work tonight because your hands settle a rhythm on his cock, up and down, up and down... faster each time you go up, his hips are slightly thrusting into your hand, deep groans living he's full lips. You're addicted to the way his body reacts to your touch, you see he's trying to control himself but he's losing he's own battle. Your touch is so good, so much better than his hands. He opens his eyes to see you licking your lips with your eyes glued to his shaft, the little white globs of pre cum dripping down from his tip. He needs to make you stop or he's going to cum all over your hand.

"Baby stop.. I'll cum if don't stop "

You seem to be in trance to make him cum.

"But.." - you're about to make your argument when he sits up holding your hand and flips you two, he's now on top of you. His hands holding your wrists down by your sides, firmly but somehow so gentle.

He might be "new" to this but, believe me... he's a natural. The boy has talent and you're not surprised.

"Babygirl... be good." You don't know why or how he does this, but he has you're whole body tingling.

You nodd at him, your legs once more pressing themselves together.

"We have some things to explore later..." he says to you, smirking seeing your needy reaction. He lower his head to give you a kiss, reassuring that your sweet boyfriend is there for you.

"Ready baby?" He's eyes staring at you, his hands on your hips.

"Yes, I'm ready" you try to muster all your sureness and desire there. You see a smile illuminate his features, he reaches for the condom in the nightstand, reaping it and rolling down on his cock.

Okay, that's it, it's gonna happen right now. And you're so damn happy.

He positions himself between your wide opened tights, down on his forearms at your head and gives you a little peck on your nose. He always finds a way to make you smile, to make you feel comfortable. Wow, you love this man so much.

"Are you sure you want this baby? We can wait..."

"Namjoon, if you ask me if I want this one more time I'll flip us around and take thi- he takes advantage of your little stunt and drags the head of his cock up and down your pussy, getting it wet with your nectar - ungh.. oh God" your hands take a hold in his waist and back, your head back in pleasure. You're so sensitive right now that the slightest touch gets you on fire.

"You were saying, babygirl?" His smug expression tinted by the pleasure of your hot pussy.

"Fuck.. just take me" you're sounding desperate but you don't care.

"No baby... I'm gonna make love to you" he whispers in your ear and you melt in his touch, this man can oscillate between moods better than you tought.

You feel his tip prodding your entrance, circling and teasing you. His free hand holding your hand, fingers laced. He looks at your eyes and you feel him entering you ever so slowly. The strech is evident, your legs squeezing his waist and a gasp leaves your lips.

Your tight pussy closing it self around his engorged tip, making him pant with effort to not push forward and bury himself deep inside of you. He's big and he knows it, so he's gonna try to go as slow as possible for you. So he gives you the control completely.

"Baby, look at me. I'll go slow, very slowly okay? Hold my hips, you control it from now on. Breath baby... that's it, deep breaths."

He's being a sweetheart, giving everything he has and all the control of the situation to you. You take a deep breath and try to relax, the burning sensation insistent in your pussy, although you were very much wet the strech was it inevitable. But it wouldn't as bad as you tought.

You slowly push his hips forward bit by bit, the feeling of your walls opening to accommodate him a mix of newness and discomfort. You whined a little, your nose to his cheeck.

"Slowly baby... take your time - his voice a bit strained, he's trying so hard to stay still for you, but your pussy is so tight on his cock right now. He's doing he's best to not blow he's load already - relax baby, talk to me, what are you feeling?"

"It's... it hurts a little, but nothing to bad. You're so big..." you clench aroud him, but not on purpose.

"For fuck sake, don't.. don't do this. Relax baby, I need you to loosen up a little.."

"I can't help it, I'm sorry" you whine.

"No love... nothing to be sorry about, you feel heavenly, just don't this to end this soon."

You take a firm hold in his lower back and push him closer to you, burying his long cock all the way in. You throw your head back at your own action, a long whimper coming out.

Namjoon is quick to take you in he's arms, he's urges completely forgot right now. He kisses your temple, arms aroud you trying to easy your pain away. His lips planting small delicate kisses on your face, your neck, your collarbone and anywhere he can reach.

"Baby, I've told you to take your time. Take a deep breath, there you go... " the feeling of being inside you is heaven and hell at the same time. He wants to move so badly, but your pained expression won't let him.

"I'm s-sorry... I just wanted to end this part already" your face is snuggled in his neck seeking comfort.

"Impatient little girl..." he gives your head a kiss and stays still until you feel ready - "Let me help you baby" he says moving his hand to your pussy, fingers very gently massaging your clit and his lips encasing yours in a distracting kiss.

The pressure and the burning feeling start to fade way giving place to a pleasing feeling of fullness. You feel full of him, like the clock of a missing piece of the puzzle. You feel this sudden urge to move, for him to move into you too. He feels your body relaxing, getting used to him.

"Better my love?" He asks nuzzling your cheeck, one hands in your hair and the other up and down on your leg.

"Yes Joon... can you move? Please.."

"Of course babygirl, anything you want." Oh thank goodness, finally. Don't get it wrong, he's was ready to stay still inside of you the whole night if he had to, but he was dying to move.

He start to grind in your pussy, small motions to you both get used to the feeling. Your features are now of pure pleasure, every grind on your clit sending sparkles through your body.

Namjoon is doing everything in his power not to pound into you, you feel so good around him, so tight. You can feel he's breath in your mouth and vice versa, the whole moment is so hot, so yours.

"Joonie.. go faster please" you mumble to him. He's more than happy to comply.

"Fuck...fuck baby you feel so good. How can you feel so good? So perfect." His hand fondle one breast while the other holds you hip. You moan at his lustful confessions, how can he say this when he fills you up so good, so deep.

You're mumbling words out, your nails making little crescent moons in his shoulder while his hands taking a hold of your knees and bring them up high in he's waist. He's going even deeper now, you both losting your minds at the feeling. You've never imagined that could feel this good.

"Harder... baby please" you plead to him. He backs from your neck, his eyes searching yours.

"Baby I don't want to hurt you." His eyes serious.

"Namjoon, please... Go harder, please! You're not gonna hurt me!"

You're hips are thrusting back at his, seeking what you need, he loses the control that he was trying so desperately to hold. The vision of your hips moving with his hips, your fucked out expression, your moans echoing in the walls got him losing it.

"Fuck Y/N" he grunts pistoning his hips harder and faster into your pussy, the wet noises feeling the room so obscenely.

His fingers move to your clit pressing fast motions to get you to your high, he's determined to make you cum one more time and before him. You moan out his name arching your back, he can feel your pussy clenching almost too tightly on his cock and he knows you're almost there. Your body on fire, everything feels like Namjoon, he's so deep in you that you can't think in anything but him.

"Baby, look at me - you open your eyes that you don't even remember closing and the first thing you see is his dark brown ones waiting for you, full of love. You can feel his love in a way that you've never felt before. Everything felt right in place, you feel safe and loved and wanted all at once. That's Namjoon.

He sees the same in your eyes, he can see the love there, he can feast in the sweetness that you have just for him, he wants to protect and be protected by you at the same time. He could die happy in your arms right now.

"I love you" he say in the kiss he plants in your lips.

"I love you, so much" you answer back feeling your high approaching.

"Cum for me my love, let me see you cum..." he pleads in your lips and you can't deny him, your body shaking in a hard orgasm, your hips taking control and your hands squeezing his arms.

Your moans are loud and clear in his ears, he's mind basking in it, trying to record it in his memories. At the feeling of your clenching, gushing wet pussy he cums too, groaning and grunting. His thrusts irregular and stoping slowly, feeling the tingles of this blissful feeling running his whole body. You stay like this, connected, breathing each others breaths, wating for your bodys to calm down.

"If this was the first time... I can't wait for the next" you giggle out. He can't help but laugh, burying his face in your neck.

You make mentions to get up but he's quick to hold you down, still settled deep inside of you.

"Don't move.." he mumbles, wanting to feel your warmth for little bit more.

"But baby- you feel the blush creeping in your face- it's all... wet."

"Exactly" he gives your neck an open mouthed kiss and whisper in your ear.

"Can't wait to wake you up with my tongue tomorrow."