Stressed (Namjoon x Reader ambw)
Details: this is my first time (sort of) writing smut so this may be a little awkward oops? But it will be a AU obviously, and it will be smut. Several kinks and explicit language and it will be ambw
I was at my desk, writing out my final, and hopefully last draft, of my English essay that is soon to be due at 12am. My dumbass kept prolonging it and told myself “Oh, I’ll just work on it later.”
Later turned out to be at exactly 11:15.
I’m not even close to being finish, or quarterly done with it. And it doesn’t help that my friend, best friend I have known for over two years now Namjoon, kept blowing up my phone, begging me to hang out with him.
Y\N :( what the fuuuuck answer me I’m bored ☹
Y\N I swear if you don’t pick up my shit I’m gonna stop being friends with you
Nubian Princess💖👑 – 11:16
Sorry boo I was eating ice cream I have to get this paper done Ill text you when I’m done I’m so stressed out ☹
He’s coming over.. This boy is killing me.
I had realized how fine Namjoon was since the day I fucking met him in my English class. He’s tall, handsome, full lips and overall perfection in whatever he does. He has a husky voice when he speaks English, his body is incredible and fit in all the right places. I just wonder how much he’s packing.
I crossed my legs in my office chair, trying to get some relief as I thought about my best friend. Just talking about him makes me go wild. I bit my lips and continued to type, slightly rocking side to side to get some type of pleasure as I thought about riding Namjoon, thinking about.
I let out a small moan as I kept moving side-to-side and didn’t hear as my door opened and shut and locked behind as the man of the hour walked in.
“Whatcha doin’, my little Nubian princess?” He mocked me as I jumped slightly, uncrossing my legs and turned around in my seat to see Namjoon, smirking as he looked over me. You may not see it because I’m black but I’m blushing everywhere.
I looked at my lap, rubbing my thighs to get the sweat off of them and looked at him, biting my lip in embarrassment, “Nothing.. just writing this paper” I stammered over my words then looked at him as he walked closer to me and then leaned over my shoulder to see what I was writing, which was about some social problem currently going on in the United States and how it affects me and the community.
As he leaned over, his neck was exposed to me and his side profile struck my heart. This man is such an ethereal beauty, his jawline was sharp and I hope that cuts me and my pussy as he ate me out like the prime king I know this man is. I smell his faint cologne on him. He smelt so heavenly…
He looked co casual in his puma joggers and black hoddie I want to take it off of him just to put it back on him. He looked at me with his curious eyes and looked at my chest then back at me. I probably looked so ugly to him right now. I was so focused on writing this damn paper I didn’t even glam up for him. I was wearing these shorts and a sports bra with a jersey. I had my weave up in a ponytail.
“You okay?” He asked and rested a hand on my thigh and I sat still for a second and then I pushed his hand away in a jokingly manner and nodded, a sudden confidence coming over me (shit I hope he comes over me)
“Yeah, I’m fine, it would be better if you wasn’t here though” I grinned and he stood up and he put his hands back on my thighs again and I cleared my throat. Now, I know I’ve wanted this man for so long but who doesn’t like a good challenge?
“I saw what you were doing earlier”
“You were thinking about me, weren’t you?” He smirked at me and started rubbing me up and down and I tried my best to not seem affected. I really wanna give in right now but my pride is saying to not to. But damn, I want his dick so bad right now.
I rolled my eyes and pushed him towards my bed then faced my computer, starting to type, “You wish I was, Babyboy.”
He chuckled as he laid there, watching me as I was writing my paper. It was silent for a moment and I totally forgot he was there after a while.
Then I started feeling kisses on my neck. Soft, gentle, wet, kisses on my neck.
I was shocked, not gonna lie but I ignored him. I tried my best to. He started at my shoulders, rubbing them down, almost as massaging them, to my hands, grabbing a hold of them and placed them in my lap. He said in his husky voice, “I heard you were stressed.. I can take care of that for you, baby.”
He licked at my neck and caressed up and down my brown skin. I felt hot everywhere, like I had a fever. I tilted my head, closing my eyes as I let him have his way with me.
He put one of his hands over my shorts and let him untie it as he kissed to my jaw to finally my lips. He and I kissed as I felt him slide his hand into my shorts, luckily I didn’t have any underwear on and started rubbing my clit and I whimpered against his lips.
I started moving with his hand, letting out deep breaths and I felt him smirk against his lips, moving two fingers faster, going in circles with my wetness on his fingers. If he doesn’t stop teasing me I swear
I’m going to break his damn fingers.
“Please what?” He said, teasing me even more.
I’m definitely not calling him-
“Just the way I like it, baby” He said and I felt him slide both of his fingers inside me and I let out a small noise of pleasure and I leant back in my chair and he got on his knees in front of me and pulled down my shorts and saw my brown pussy but I knew he was my focused on my pink insides he was currently fingering. His long, slender fingers moved inside me so skillfully and I was enjoying ever second of it.
I gripped the arms of my chair, trying to grab onto something, moaning and rutting against his fingers, arching my back in pure pleasure. “You sound so pretty baby, you like me fingering you don’t you?” I nodded, moaning more.
He and I discussed our kinks before and he knew I get off to dirty talk.
I started moaning more once I felt a long strip of his tongue as he kept fingering me. I moaned louder and I knew he liked it. Namjoon and his cocky behavior.
He lapped over my pussy, his fingers moving a mile a minute, in and out of me and I felt my thighs shaking. He looked at me as he sucked on my clit and I knew that’s the minute I was thrown overboard. His full pink lips matched perfectly with my black skin and my pretty pink clit.
I gripped his blonde hair and I threw my head back, moaning so loud I think I woke up my neighbors. Thank god my mom was out the house.
“I’m so close to cumming, baby” I said, whining and I felt him suck on my core and I swear I ascended to heaven from that leather chair. He swirled his tongue in my brown lips, gripping both my thighs, pulling me closer to his face and that’s where I let lose, shaking as my orgasm came throughout me.
He gave one last lick and then pulled his head away and looked at me, rubbing me softly as he looked at me, smiling confidently.
“Still feeling stressed?“