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Pretty Baby. KNJ [m]

sugardaddy!namjoon x sugarbaby!reader

Genre: smut; short-story

Words: 5.3k

Synopsis: Namjoon is your sugar daddy. However, you can't deny how your heart is jumping in your chest when he calls you his "pretty baby"…

Warnings: rough sex; unprotected sex; gagging; spanking; oral sex (m. & f. receiving); Namjoon is huge 😳; he loves ass; use of "daddy"

1 → 2 → 3 (Bonus : Memories ; Doubts & Possibilities)

You wake up in an empty bed, still naked from the night before. You stretch to get rid off the sleep and you hear some fainted noises coming from the kitchen and living area. That means that Namjoon hasn't left yet. You jump on your feet and run towards him.

He is putting his shoes on. He looks so damn hot with his light cream suit and white shirt — even though you prefer him with nothing on. His shoulders are so large, you're pretty sure his clothes are tailor-made.

However, you don't have time to admire him and you jump into his arms. Feeling all the fabrics on your naked skin and having Namjoon hugging you with his strong big arms is delightful. You look even smaller like that. You secure your arms around his neck to pull him closer and you kiss him. At first gently but you get rougher. Namjoon groans in your mouth and it echoes right between your legs. You start grinding on his crotch as much as you can.

"Last night wasn't enough?" He asks with a smirk as he harshly slaps your ass as you like

"You know it's never enough"

It's true. Not only the sex, but everything. You can't enough of Namjoon but you know you can't say it. That's why you always try to have sex with him, it's your way to confess your love. Namjoon is not stupid, he probably reads right through you but how can he deny a hot girl wanting to fuck?

Namjoon squeezes your ass with his large palms and you moan. Fuck, you love feeling him so much, no matter the way. Seeing you that desperate makes Namjoon's cock harder. He grabs your hair and pulls you on your knees without holding back his strength. You like when he is rough. The hardness and coldness of the marble floor against your knees contrast with the wet fire coming from your pussy. You would like to grind on the floor to have some friction but all you can think about it the bulge in Namjoon's pants right in front of your face.

Your hands unbelt and unzip his suit trousers. Your mouth waters as you get to see his hard and huge cock in his underwear — the biggest one you have ever seen and it's delightful. You waste no time and pull his length out of its hideout. It stands straight and proud and fuck, you want to feel it. You stick your tongue out, ready to lick a fat strap all the way from the base to the tip but Namjoon pulls on your hair to prevent you from doing it.

"Beg" He orders with a deep voice that you know well

An instant wave of arousal washes over you and your pussy is so wet that you are pretty sure there will be stains dripping on the floor. Fuck, he is so dirty and hot, dominating. He is so damn perfect.

"Please, daddy, let me suck your cock. I want to taste it so bad" You implore

"Good girl" Namjoon praises as he uses your hair again to pull you closer

You get to finally put your tongue on his hard cock and the velvet of his skin makes you close your eyes in delight. You tease his tip, rolling your tongue around it and kissing it. You spit on his dick to help your hand sliding up and down while you suck on his balls. Sloppy sounds fill your flat entrance and you know Namjoon loves it. He loves messy blowjobs and you love giving them to him. You lift your head up to finally take his cock into your mouth. The wetness and the warmest of it drives Namjoon crazy. He loves how you suck him off, your tongue rolling around and your cheeks hollowing. He groans and grabs your hair tighter. It could hurt if it didn't make you hornier.

Namjoon takes control and holds you still by your hair. He starts moving his hips to fuck your mouth that you open wider to ease the access. He fucks deep and hard, hitting the back of your throat. You choke and gag but Namjoon's praises make it worth it.

"My little girl loves when I fuck her throat, uh?" He asks with a smirk even though he knows you can't answer

You start running low on oxygen and you tap Namjoon's thighs. He pulls out of your mouth, a line of saliva still connects your mouth and his cock, and you inhale heavily. That makes him laugh and he mocks you:

"Is my cock too big for your little mouth?"

He perfectly knows the answer so he doesn't wait for any respond and shoves his length back into you mouth. Your eyes water as he keeps hitting the sweet spot of your throat. The sounds coming from your mouth drooling around his dick are loud and fucking hot. Some saliva escapes your lips, runs down his length and balls to continue their journey to your chest. This is a real messy blowjob and you love it. But not as much as Namjoon. He is seeing your pretty face destroyed by his cock and the way your eyes are full with tears. Your shiny breasts from saliva are a sin. He wouldn't hesitate to go to hell for that anyway.

He wishes he had time but he has to go to work. However, you have been such a good girl, you deserve a reward. He pulls out of your mouth, leaving you with messy lips and chin and makes you stand up again. He kisses you before pushing you against the nearest wall, chest against it.

Namjoon smirks when he sees the bruises he left on your hips and ass the night before. You arch you back so he can see your glistening pussy. You can feel some of your juices running down your inner thighs. You are not the only one to notice it: Namjoon's eyes darken at the sight of it. Fuck, he loves how your body reacts to his touch. You're such a precious baby and he would like to keep you all for himself. He has already planned to buy you a diamond neckline for the perfect blowjob but now he is thinking about adding some matching earrings to reward your pretty pussy.

He slaps your right asscheek so hard that you jolt. He caresses the reddened skin to soothe the pain.

"You have such a pretty ass. I can't wait to fuck it" Namjoon whispers, more to himself than to you

You whine and jiggle it, making Namjoon's cock twitch. Namjoon is an ass guy, especially in front of your amazing one.

"Please, daddy" You moan as your pussy painfully clenches around nothing

You need him to fill you. You know your pussy is still swollen and sensitive from the past night but you are way too in love with his fat dick to care about it.

"Pretty baby" Namjoon growls as he slowly enters you

"Fuck!" You exclaim

The stretch is painful and delightful. Your legs immediately shake and Namjoon has to secure you with an arm wrapped around your waist. Your eyes shut down and you loudly moan his name. He starts pumping you at a fast pace. He gives you hard dick strokes, slapping your ass with his covered abs. Your hand grabs his forearm around your frame and your nails dig into the fabric of his expensive suit. He quickens his pace, making your eyes roll back by pleasure. You wonder how you're not open in half already.

"Your cock feels so good" You manage to say with a choked voice

Namjoon has never confessed that he loves when you praise him. He loves when you say how good he makes you feel. Surely, he knows — you cum hard every time — but he still wants you to say it out loud. It makes him proud. Your little compliment makes Namjoon dive his face into your neck. He bites your thin skin and he feels your pussy clenching. He presses you harder against the wall to pound you deeper.

Your legs shake even more as you start to get tired of standing on your tiptoes — you have no choice since Namjoon is way taller than you. You throw your head back to rest on his shoulder, your free hand holding you thanks to the wall. That gives more space for Namjoon to kiss your neck. He smiles against the new and the other fainted hickeys he has provided you multiple times. Even though he won't admit it, deep down, he knows he marks you to keep another men away from you. Only if he knew that he is the only one you want...

"Faster" You beg as you feel your orgasm close

Namjoon obeys and slaps the side of your ass, tightening your pussy even more around his cock.

"Fuck, your pussy is so tight" He growls in your ear

His deep voice mixed with his harsh poundings drive you to the edge. You cum screaming his name. You shake so much that Namjoon doesn't have any other choices than to stop his sliding even though he stays deep into your cunt.

"Can you make daddy cum?" Namjoon asks you when your breathe gets a little steadier

You nod, your hair sticking to your forehead with sweat. You are exhausted but you really want Namjoon to cum too. Actually, you love when he cums, especially if it's because of you.

Namjoon retakes his poundings, even harder than before. He doesn't have much time left and he is already late for work. His rough moves bring tears to your eyes. He is way too lost in his own lust to notice that his fingers rubbing your swollen clit are too much for you.

"Too-too much, daddy" You whine

"My baby can take it" He replies, even if he slightly slows the pace of his rubbing fingers

Your pussy clenches again due to the overstimulation and you know you're close again. Fuck, this is too much, your wonder how you will make it out alive. You can feel Namjoon's huge cock inside you and it's hitting the right place over and over again. You whine, moan, scream, all the same time. Your brain is completely disconnected and all you can feel is him. His cock, his hands, his breathe, his mouth. You're close to your orgasm but also to say you love him.

"I gonna cum" You finally say and Namjoon nods in your neck

"Cum for daddy"

That's enough for you to let go. You crumble into Namjoon's chest as your orgasm washes over you. You have no energy left in your body but Namjoon is close to release too. He grabs your ass and squeezes it.

"My perfect girl" He groans and it makes you blush, you wish you were

He pounds into your cunt a couple of times before you can feel shots of hot and thick cum inside you. Namjoon rests his head on your shoulder as he catches his breathe. He caresses your stomach and kisses your neck. You love how tender he is after fucking you so roughly. His duality is perfect. Fuck, you love him so much that you could cry right now.

"It was really good" You whisper as you gently rub his arm with the tip of your fingers

"You make it easy, baby" Namjoon chuckles in your ears and it's the most beautiful sound in the whole universe

He pulls out of your pussy and you wince at the emptiness. Namjoon looks at this pants to check if he needs to change. Thankfully the mess is between your legs so he doesn't waste time and buckle up his trousers. He tries to fix his hair but he actually does the opposite. You laugh as you witness it and go save him. You run your fingers through his soft blond hair.

"Here you go" You announce when you're done

Namjoon is so handsome. You get jealous when you think about all the women who will hit on him during the day.

"Thanks, babe" He says before kissing you "I have to go. I text you soon"

With that, he steps out your place — the place he actually bought for you — and leaves you in the entrance, naked and ruined, both by his dick and by the feelings growing inside you.

————

"Why don't you confess your feelings?" Jimin, your best friend, asks you

He is the only one knowing about all the sugar daddy/baby thing between Namjoon and you. It's not like you're ashamed of it but people tend to easily judge and you have no doubt that they will see you as a prostitute. Jimin, on the other hand, never judges people. He is way too sweet for that.

"It's not that simple. There is a contract" You sigh "I'm not the only sugar baby. Namjoon told me once that one of them said she was in love with him and he cut all the ties. I don't want it to happen. I rather have a sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship than nothing at all"

"But you're hurting" Jimin adds, worried about you

"It doesn't matter"

"Yes, it does, Y/N"

You sigh again. You don't know what to say. Maybe it's stupid to shut your mouth out of fear but you can't risk loosing him. Yes, it hurts like hell knowing that Namjoon has other sugar babies. Yet, you feel so good in his arms. Just for one night, it's worth all the pain. Perhaps some people would say you're pathetic and stomp on all the feminist fights but you don't see it that way. Namjoon does care about you. And you care about him. So what's wrong about being paid for doing something you like with someone you love? It's better than having to do a job you hate and barely making a living out of it.

Your phone notifies you have received a text. Your heart skips a beat when you see Namjoon's name on your cellphone. 'Hi, baby. How are you? I left some documents at your place yesterday. Could you bring them to my office please? Otherwise, I'll ask some of my employees'. A big smile brightens your face. You will never miss the opportunity to see Namjoon. You text him back that you'll bring him the documents in thirty minutes.

You leave Jimin to run to your place. You make sure you don't forget anything and head to Namjoon's office. You only went there once, about nine months ago. It was at the beginning of your relationship. You were curious about his work and wondered how he could have so much money — he bought you a fucking apartment in downtown Seoul for god's sake! You understood quickly when you saw Namjoon's last name on the building: he inherited the company from his dad and was now the CEO.

The main reason why he chose to have sugar babies rather than a normal relationship with a girlfriend is that he doesn't have time to date. He doesn't have time to provide the affection his girlfriend would need. However, he still wants to have sex and not only with random girls. He wants to build some kind of connection with someone. Having sugar babies was the best option: he has sex with hot girls, knows them, appreciates them and he can take care of them.

"Hi, I have some documents to give to Mr. Kim" You say to the receptionist

She looks at you, quite surprised. You surely don't look like an employee or a business partner with your light pink sundress. She calls Namjoon's assistant to check if you're lying but when his assistant confirms you are actually expected, she mentions you the way to the elevators and the floor you need to reach. You thank her and follow her instructions. Soon enough, you step in the twenty-sixth floor. You look around, not knowing if you should head to the right or to the left. Thankfully, Namjoon's assistant comes to the rescue.

He is almost as tall as Namjoon but their physics are quite the opposite. While Namjoon is brawny, his assistant is quite slim. The brown hair and the delicate features of his face make him look like a prince.

"Hi, you must be Y/N" He welcomes you with a deep and warm voice

You nod, blushing under his perfect smile. Fuck, he is hot.

"Follow me, Mr. Kim is waiting for you"

You nod again, your throat dry. You didn't expect Namjoon to have such a handsome assistant. Actually, you thought he would hire a hot chick so he could ogle at her all day long. Would you say you're relieved? But that doesn't mean he doesn't ogle at other hot employees.

The assistant knocks on his boss's office door and opens it for you. You enter and meet a devilishly sexy Namjoon. When he wears a simple black suit with a black tie and a white buttoned up shirt, your legs get weak. He lifts up his head and gives you his dimple smile that makes your heart melt. He is like the brightest star in the sky.

He waits for his assistant to close the door and walks to you. He kisses you deeply and even if he has just fucked you yesterday against the wall — and you still feel swollen —, you missed his lips. You missed him.

"Hi, pretty baby" He whispers against your lips

Fuck, he will kill you. His sweetness is dangerous for your sake.

"I brought you the documents. Hope I didn't forget anything"

Namjoon runs through the papers you hand him.

"No, it's perfect" He says

He takes the time to look at you. He frowns when he notices how pretty you are in that dress he didn't buy you. He loves buying you things, and he loves even more when you wear them. So is it a new dress? He is quite surprised, he knows you don't like shopping.

"New dress?" He can't hold his curiousness

"It's a gift from Jimin"

Namjoon's jaws clench. He met your best friend about three months ago for your birthday. The guy was quite nice but Namjoon didn't like how often he was touching you: giving you hugs, wrapping your shoulders with his arms or kissing your cheeks. And now he is buying you clothes? It is supposed to be Namjoon's thing. He is your sugar daddy.

"Nice" He says between gritted teeth

You chuckle at his reaction. You never thought you'd see him jealous. Only if you knew how much possessive he is... You wrap your hands in the back of his neck, caressing the end of his locks. The softness of your gesture relaxes Namjoon's features. He puts his hands on your ass, squeezing and patting it. He can even feel your panties through the thin fabric of the dress. He can also feel his cock slowly hardening.

"Do you have time for lunch?" You ask with hope

To be honest, it's pretty rare when you two go out. Most of the time, when you are together, you have sex at your place. Oddly enough, now that you think about it, you have never seen Namjoon's apartment.

Namjoon sighs.

"Unfortunately no. I have too many things to do. I'm not even sure I have time to eat"

You eyebrows furrow. You don't like when he is not taking care of his health while he always makes sure you do.

"Do you want me to bring you some food?" You propose

Namjoon smiles before kissing you again. 'Cute' He thinks. He has always loved how caring you are. He can clearly see the difference between you and his other sugar babies: you care about him, not really his money. Sometimes he even wonders why you have accepted to be his sugar baby in the first place if you don't care about money — not that he's complaining. However, it makes him want to spoil you even more.

"It's okay, don't worry about me" He answers

He grabs your hand and walks towards his chair. He sits down and pulls you down with him to make you sit on his lap. He kisses your perfect lips before going down to your neck. He should mark you again to keep your friend away. He sucks on your sensitive skin and you pull on his hair. You bite your lower lip to mutter your moans.

"The only thing I would like to have for lunch is your pretty pussy" He teases in your ear

Your cheeks redden at the scandalous idea of spreading your legs in Namjoon's office. He drives you so crazy that you could agree to anything to please him.

"You can" You say despite your choked throat

He hums against your neck. He lifts you up so you can lie down on his desk. He still is sitting on his chair. He can see lust in your eyes and he loves it. You open your legs for him and your dress slides to rest on your lower tummy. Namjoon has a clear view on your soaked panties, the last barrier to access your pussy. He gets closer, putting his face right between your legs. You feel his heat on your covered pussy. He hardly sniffs you, smelling your arousal. You grow embarrassed and cover your red cheeks with your hands. Your shyness makes Namjoon smiles: you are ready to be eaten out in his office but you are still embarrassed of him smelling you.

"You have to be quiet, you don't want daddy to have trouble for making you cum at work, do you?"

How can he say something so sinful so casually? The fact that he's shameless makes you clench around nothing. You want him. Now. You don't care someone could come in and see you like that. You only care about Namjoon.

"Yes, daddy"

Namjoon is satisfied with your answer and slides your panties down your legs. He smirks at your shiny cunt full of juices. He steals your panties and hides them in his suit pocket. He will need them tonight when he will jerk himself off thinking about you.

Namjoon kisses your clit and your legs shiver. You didn't think you were still so sensitive. To be honest, you didn't rest so much after the two rounds of hard poundings offered by Namjoon during the previous two days. Maybe he doesn't care or maybe he just loves ruining you, but he doesn't go gently on your swollen pussy. He licks you with strength, taking fat straps from your dripping entrance to your sensitive bud to savour your sweet taste. You mutter your moans with your hand and the other one grabs his hair. You tug so hard on it that Namjoon groans against your pussy.

"Fuck, daddy" You moan

Namjoon settles his tongue on your clit, rolling and sucking on it, while he enters you with two fingers. You gasp. Fuck, you're so tight that two digits stretch you out.

"I love how tight your pussy is" Namjoon whispers

He presses his fingers against your g-spot, pulling in and out at a quick pace. Wet squishy noises are created by his fingers in your cunt. You get more and more messed up by his touch. He sucks harder on your clit, making your back arch to feel him more.

"Can my baby take another one?" He asks

"I can't, it's already too much" You confess but Namjoon pushes your limits, sliding another finger in you "Oh my fucking god!" you exclaim

Namjoon smirks, seeing that you actually love how he opens your tight pussy with his digits. Some of your arousal escape from your cunt and roll down to your ass. It even stains his desk. He leaves your clit to bite into the flesh of your inner thighs. Your head rolls back under the pleasure. You can feel how close you are to cum. Namjoon feels it too with the way your walls tighten around his fingers. You're a mess on his desk with your legs wide open while he is pounding you with his fingers. And fuck, he loves it. His precious baby.

"Come on, cum on daddy's fingers" Namjoon spurs as he dives back onto your clit

You do, trying to not scream his name. You see white spots everywhere because of your strong orgasm. Your whole body shakes. Namjoon loves how hard you cum, quivering at every single orgasm he provides you.

"You did great, baby" He praises as he gently kisses your thighs and pulls out of your pussy

You're out of breath, your brain still in the fog of your sexual high. Namjoon takes some tissues on his desk to clean you up, making your shiver. You are really sensitive now. For your sake, you should wait a few days before having sex again.

Namjoon helps you to get on your feet and hugs you tight, kissing your forehead. Fuck, you love when he does that.

"Where are my panties?" You ask him

"I'm keeping them" He answers, nonchalantly

Your eyes widen. How are you supposed to go out without underwear? Especially wearing such a short dress.

"But I-"

You are cut off by a knock on Namjoon's door. He takes it as a opportunity to shut your protests and shouts a 'enter!'. His handsome assistant appears and you pray he didn't hear you just cum. Your cheeks redden and Namjoon can clearly imagine what's going on in your pretty head.

"You have a meeting in five minutes, sir" His assistant notifies him

"Thanks, Taehyung, I'll be there soon"

Taehyung — as you now know his name — nods and leaves as fast as he has appeared.

"I won't be able to see you for a while" Namjoon announces out of the blue

"Why?" You sound way more desperate than you wish

"I have a one week business trip"

"When do you leave?" Your heart squeezes when you think you won't be able to see him for a whole week

"Tomorrow"

What?! This soon? You thought he would have told you before. If he didn't forget his documents and you didn't have to bring them to him today, maybe he wouldn't even have told you. This harsh thought deeply hurts you. Because it reminds you that you are not his girlfriend. You're just his sugar baby and he doesn't have to tell you anything. The main purpose of your relationship is to have sex, nothing more. You tend to forget that when he holds you so gently. Jimin was right: you are hurting.

"Okay..." You manage to say but you can't look at him in the eyes while yours are filled with tears

"I'll call you as soon as I come back" Namjoon promises

He kisses you one last time and lets you step out of his office. You meet again with Taehyung. He smiles brightly at you and you are so high over heels about Namjoon that you don't even notice how beautiful Taehyung finds you. He obviously doesn't know what kind of relation you have with his boss and honestly, he doesn't care. You seem sweet and he would like to know you more.

"Do you want a ride?" Namjoon hears Taehyung saying as he is about to step out of his office too

Namjoon stops his track immediately. What the fuck? Is his assistant flirting with you? How many men he has to keep away from you? It would be way easier if every male was blind.

"Aren't you on the clock?" You asks with your so sweet voice that Namjoon hates right now

"Mr. Kim won't need me until an hour, I can drive you" Taehyung explains

Namjoon clenches his fist around the handle of his office door. Are you going to accept? Fuck, he doesn't like it. He shouldn't be like that while he is sleeping with other women but he can't control his feelings.

On your side, you are thinking about the fact you currently don't have any panties. You can't take the risk to flash someone in the street if there is a breeze so you shyly accept. Taehyung and Namjoon's hearts squeeze but not for the same reason. He swears, Namjoon could fire his assistant right now.

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Ten days. Ten fucking days without having a word from Namjoon. He said he would call you when he comes back and it has already been two days. But nothing. You constantly keep your phone close in hope he will text you but he doesn't. You don't know what to do. Until you phone finally lightens with a notification. However, you grow disappointed when it's not from Namjoon but from your best friend: 'Hi, girl! Do you want to grab some drinks tonight? :)'

You think about it for a couple of minutes and then you realize that it won't do any good to stay at home crying over Namjoon ignoring you. That's why you accept Jimin's invitation even though you don't make any efforts on your outfit and stay in your black jeans and black oversized t-shirt to go to the bar.

You spot your friend easily, his hair color close to Namjoon's. You hate yourself for this thought. Grumpy and sad, you quickly order a strong cocktail.

"What's going on?" Jimin asks

"I don't want to talk about it" You honestly say

Jimin nods and tries to cheer you up with his last disastrous hook up storytime. You smile a little but you don't laugh as your friend wanted you to. However, you surprise him with the amount of alcohol you swallow. You're not a heavy drinker but tonight you go wild.

"You should slow down" Jimin says

"Why? For Namjoon?" You scoff, swallowing another shot

"No, for you. I don't fucking care about him, Y/N" Jimin replies with furrowed eyebrows

"I should be more like you" You whisper sadly as you look at the bottom of the empty glass — just as empty as your soul right now

"Are you going to tell me what happened?"

"Nothing" You sigh "That's the problem. He told me he would call me when he comes back from a business trip but he didn't. He must be with another sugar baby"

Your last sentence hurts even more now that you have said your thoughts out loud. You take Jimin's glass and drink it, swallowing both the alcohol and your tears. You don't want to cry. You're at the bar with your best friend, you should be happy.

"Sorry for not being in the mood" You apologize

"Don't be" Jimin comforts you, pulling you closer to his side and kissing your forehead "I'm here to do whatever you need to feel better. If you need to be grumpy and drink, do it. It you need to bitch on Namjoon, I'll be more than happy to do it with you"

You laugh a little, appreciating what a good friend Jimin is.

"Let's just get wasted and gossip about people" You end up saying

Jimin nods and starts his favorite hobby: telling you all the little secrets of his coworkers.

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"I didn't know you were this heavy" Jimin slurs as he's dragging your drunken ass into your flat

You did stick to your proposition and actually got wasted. A little too much for your friend's taste who has to bring you home. You have drunk so much you can't properly walk.

Jimin slams the door and tries to walk you to your bed. You fall on it but drag your best friend with you. He growls as he attempts to rest on his arms not to crash you. But his efforts crumble down when you wrap your arms and legs around his body to hug him.

"You're the best friend ever" You say drunkly

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Can you let go?"

"Nope" You twit and hug him tighter

Jimin gives up and hug you too, feeling like it's what you need.

"You're such a pain in the ass sometimes" He jokes

Your laugh echoes in your entrance at the exact moment Namjoon enters.

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Pretty Baby.KNJ [m]

sugardaddy!namjoon x sugarbaby!reader

Genre: smut; short-story

Words: 6.4k

Synopsis: Namjoon is your sugar daddy. However, you can't deny how your heart is jumping in your chest when he calls you his "pretty baby"…

Warnings: rough sex; unprotected sex; spanking; squirting; oral sex (m. receiving); gagging; Namjoon is huge 😳; he loves ass; use of "daddy"

1 → 2 → 3 (Bonus : Memories ; Doubts & Possibilities)

Namjoon immediately freezes when he hears your and a man's voices coming from your bedroom. What the fuck is going on? Why are you with a man in your room this late? Anger boiling in his veins, Namjoon runs to your bedroom door and pushes it open. You, Jimin and Namjoon all stop breathing. You are indeed very surprised to see him right now. You hate that your heart beats faster for him, you would like to hate him, just a little bit, for not contacting you like he said he would.

Namjoon, on the other hand, is seeing red. Your 'friend' is on top of you, hugging you, on your fucking bed. Is he interrupting the begging of a roll in the hay? Fuck, he wants to kill Jimin for touching you.

Completely unaware of Namjoon's anger, you smile brightly.

"Joonie!" You exclaim cheerfully

Jimin is pretty aware of what's going on and tries to stand up quickly. The wrath in Namjoon's eyes scares him to death. He gulps loudly while you clumsily walk to Namjoon. You almost strip and Namjoon has to catch you before you hit the floor, causing his heart to stop out of fear. You look like you are not even aware of you almost falling and you hug his big frame with your tiny arms.

"I missed you so much"

Namjoon can feel the alcohol in your breathe and with the way you are talking, the words coming from your lips with slothfulness. Did Jimin make you drink to fuck you? His eyes narrow on your friend.

"What's going on?" He asks, coldly

"We went to party" You answer with a lazy smile

Namjoon's jaws clench, looking straight at Jimin. Namjoon holds you tighter and you snuggle your face further in his buff chest. You missed his scent. You close your eyes to appreciate it more.

"And what were you doing exactly?" The question is addressed to Jimin but before he can even open his mouth, you reply

"Hugging"

Okay, Jimin is officially a dead man walking.

"Is that so?" Namjoon's question doesn't really need answer this time

He wants to kill Jimin and then fuck you hard to punish you for letting another man touch you. He grabs your chin to make you look up at his face. Your pretty eyes are red because of the alcohol and your cheeks are blushed. He is angry. Very angry. He growls before reaching down to harshly capture your lips with his mouth. He tastes the liquor on your tongue and he squeezes your ass. Your brain is doing spins, both because of alcohol and the perfect kiss. Namjoon bites your lower lip so hard that you whine. Yeah, he will definitely punish you but not tonight when you're drunk as fuck.

He pulls away and looks back at Jimin.

"Get the fuck out of here" He orders him with the harshest tone possible

Your best friend doesn't waste any time and basically runs away. Once Namjoon hears the main door closing, he lifts you up in his arms and drags you in your bathroom. He doesn't talk, too angry not to snap at you if he opens his mouth. He undresses you and makes you sit down in the large bathtub that could easily fit you both, even with Namjoon's big body. He makes sure the water is at the right temperature, rolls up his sleeves to his elbows and starts washing your face to take off your makeup. You sigh in delight of his hands on you. You close your eyes, almost falling asleep surrounded by warm water and warm palms.

"You did drink a lot" Namjoon notices

You nod, slowly opening your eyes.

"I thought you got sick of me" You confess

Namjoon's hands stop. He looks at your face. He doesn't see any reproach but pain. He doesn't like it. He didn't have time to call you. Directly at the airport when he stepped out of the plane, Taehyung informed him that some business partner wanted to cancel a contract. He has spent the next couple of days at the office with his legal team to prevent that from happening. Even if he was busy, he now regrets not sending you a text to notify you.

"Never, baby" He comforts you with a kiss on your forehead

It's enough for you to believe him. Namjoon has always been honest with you, since the very first day. He told you he didn't want a girlfriend/boyfriend relationship but a sugar baby/daddy one. He even told you there were other girls. And you accepted it if that meant you could have even a little bit of him.

Namjoon finishes washing you, soapy hands creating bubbles all over your body. You moan lightly when he runs through your boobs, your pussy and your ass. You wish you could enjoy it more but you are now way too tired and drunk for that.

"Come on, let's get you to bed" He says while he's wrapping you in a soft towel

He makes sure you're dry and pulls you in bed, naked. He brushes off some hair that landed on your face. Before he can walk away, you grab his big hand in your delicate one.

"Stay, please"

Your voice almost begs. You just got him back, you're afraid he will disappear again. He nods before taking off his cloths to be as naked as you. He slides between the sheets and you glue yourself to his side. He lazily puts his arm around your shoulders. You kiss his firm chest a last time before falling asleep.

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Your head hurts like hell. You make a promise to yourself— the same one you make every time you wake up hangover: you won't drink ever again. You growl and press your hands on your eyes to protect them from the sun coming through the window.

"Wake up" Namjoon orders you with a cold voice

Your eyes snap open and land on his naked body. Fuck, you messed up big time last night. Flash memories come to your mind and you know that Namjoon won't let it go. You gulp.

"On all fours. Now"

You do it quickly. You apprehend what will follow but you can't deny your exposed pussy is getting wet.

"You were a very bad girl yesterday. Do you know what happens to bad girls?"

You can't see his face but you can clearly hear how angry he is.

"They get punished" You answer with a dry throat

"Exactly"

Namjoon slaps your ass so hard that you jolt. A loud moan escapes your lips. Fuck, it was harsh. But Namjoon doesn't stop and spanks your other asscheek, harder. It's bringing tears to your eyes and a red mark to your skin. Your fists tighten on the sheets.

"I'm sorry" You whisper with closed eyes, waiting for the next slap

And it comes, hard on your first asscheek.

"Louder" Namjoon orders

"I'm sorry, daddy!" You scream, unable to withhold a sob

"I'm not done with you"

Namjoon pushes your face into your pillow without any softness. Your pussy is now clearly exposed to his sight and he notices some arousal escaping from it. He slaps your pussy, making you scream into the fabric of the pillow. He starts sliding up and down your folds with his middle finger to paint your pussy with your own juices, making it gorgeously glistening. He doesn't prep you and enters you with all of his hard cock with a harsh move. The sudden stretch cuts your breathe. Tears fill your eyes.

"Promise you won't let any man touch you like Jimin has done yesterday" Namjoon commands as he starts pounding you

He is fucking you so hard and deep that you can't stay on your knees. Each pumping drags you further to the mattress. Muttered moans leave your mouth as you can't think straight. Namjoon has never fucked you this rough.

"I promise" You manage to say in the pillow

"I can't hear you" He teases you as he slaps your already red and abused ass

You whine at the spanking, grabbing the sheets tightly. You are now lying flat on your stomach on the bed, making your pussy even tighter. Namjoon growls as he is fucking you deep, tugging on your hair to lift your head up.

"I promise, daddy!"

He gives another slap on your asscheek, less harsh, as a reward. Your pussy clenches at it. The room is filled with the sinful sound of your skins clapping. Your ass gets smacked by Namjoon's pelvis every single time. He loves the way your cheeks wiggle under his rough moves.

"Who do you belong to?" He asks between hard poundings

"You, daddy!"

"That's my girl" He praises, giving you a last dick stroke before pulling out

The sudden emptiness is a torture for your dripping cunt. But it doesn't last long as Namjoon throws you into your back. He spreads your legs to see how wet your pretty pussy is. He is satisfied to witness the fledging mess. He shoves his huge cock back into your pussy, making your boobs bounce in rhythm. He harshly grabs one of your nipples and pinches it.

"Fuck" You moan

Namjoon leaves your nipples to wrap his big palm around your neck, squeezing slightly. Your clenching pussy makes him know you love it. He smirks at you being so fucked up underneath his body. He looks at his big cock disappearing into your tight, dripping cunt.

"My pretty pussy" He growls before laying down on you

You can feel his heavy breathe in your ear and you're close. So fucking close. Your walls tighten around his cock. Namjoon fucks you so good, tearing you in half. Your hands settle in his now sticky hair.

"Cum" He orders you with his deep and raspy voice

Fuck.

You're so done. His rough poundings, his hand on your throat and his dominance drive you crazy. Your orgasm washes over your whole body and you scream his name. Your toes curl and your legs shake by the wave of pleasure. Namjoon doesn't slow his pace, even if your pussy becomes impossibly tight and you whine at the overstimulation.

"Good girl" Namjoon praises in your ear

He lifts up his torso and leaves your throat too in order to bring his fingers to your mouth. You immediately open it and he slides his digits between your lips. You suck on his fingers and even bites them when Namjoon delivers you a too harsh pounding. Once he is satisfied, he brings his hand down and starts rubbing your clit.

"Fuck!" You choke

You're a complete mess. Your juices are rolling down to your ass and sheets. Your breasts are bouncing so much for Namjoon's sweet delight and your pussy is shaking. You can feel another orgasm, way bigger than the first one.

"I gonna make you cum so good that you won't ever want another cock"

That's a promise you can easily trust. No one has ever fucked you so hard, so rough and so good. Namjoon is, in fact, the only man you want. You wish the three little words you want to say could ease him but you know damn well they will do the opposite.

Namjoon presses on your clit deeper, pushing it like a cum button. Your cunt clenches once again and your eyes shut down. You feel his cock deep inside you, fucking hitting on your g-spot over and over again.

"Oh my god, Namjoon!" You scream as you are cumming again, the biggest orgasm you have ever had

It's like you're not even on Earth anymore and white dots paint your vision.

"Fuckkk"

Your tight pussy is driving him to his own edge and Namjoon releases himself inside you. He is panting but admires the mess between your legs.

"You squirted, baby"

"What?"

Your eyes open and look at a very proud Namjoon. You grow embarrassed as you notice the way Namjoon's abs are covered by your arousal. You've never squirted before. You are blushing hard but Namjoon loves it. He leans down and kisses you while his thumbs are caressing your burning cheeks.

"My pretty baby" He whispers against your lips and you feel your heart melt

Fuck, you love him so much. You grab his hair to pull him closer. His softening cock is still inside you and you wrap your legs around his waist. You smile when you feel Namjoon's arms around your small body. He hugs you tight, just like your were the most precious thing in his life.

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"What?" Lisa asks, dumbfounded

"Let's end the contract" Namjoon repeats with a neutral voice

He has found himself putting an end to most of his contracts with his sugar babies lately. That can be explained by several reasons. The first one is that he has less time with his company expending. Secondly, Namjoon will be turning 36 next week and he is getting tired of his fuckboy life. He is thinking about settle down for good. His parents keep showing their worry about him not being married at his age and, even though he is not ready to get married, maybe he should try to build a real strong relationship with someone. And the main reason is you. Honestly, he is quite surprised himself to think this much about you when you're not around. If he has to keep one sugar baby, it would be you.

However, it's not that simple because Lisa is kind of a stubborn woman. She has a big ego and being shut down is not something she is ready to let happen.

"Why?" She questions with a hateful glance

"Because I don't have time anymore" Namjoon gives her a part of the truth

At that, Lisa can't say she is surprised. She did notice that Namjoon was spending way less time with her. She didn't really care since she still had the money. However, she is suspicious. She knows Namjoon goddamn well — she has been his sugar baby for a year now — and he can't live without sex. That means he is keeping at least one girl. Knowing she isn't the one hurts her pride.

"So? What will happen? You're turning into a monk?" She mocks

Namjoon ignores it and promises she will receive a good amount of money for the termination of the contract. He leaves her place — the place he bought but decided to give to her. He sighs in his car and his phone rings. It's a message from you. Namjoon clicks on the notification and he bites his lip when he witnesses a picture. A very naughty one. You're wearing lingerie, a beautiful set of hot pink lacy bra and panties. It fits your perfect body so well. He can't wait to see your ass with it, especially with the caption you have chosen: 'waiting for daddy'. He drives straight to your place. How can he make his pretty baby wait?

You are humming a random song while cooking your diner. Namjoon hasn't answer your text yet but you're not surprised: he rarely shows off before eleven pm. You still has your lingerie on but you have put a fluffy set of lounge clothes upon it. You can smell your lasagna developing all its savours and your mouth waters while anticipating the moment you'll finally be able to eat it.

You hear your door opens and you startle a little. You freeze, waiting for another noise.

"Baby?"

You sigh in relief as you recognize Namjoon's voice. You are also so happy of his surprise, you didn't expect him to come this quick. You run to meet him and hug him tight. Namjoon wraps his arms around your waist, digging his nose in the crook of your neck. You feel his lips softly brushing against your skin.

"That smells so good, did you cook?" He asks you with his cute dimple smile that illuminates his whole handsome face

"Yep, lasagna. It'll be ready soon, do you want some?"

He nods and grabs your hand to lead you to your open and huge kitchen. Namjoon gets closer to the oven to watch the pasta getting grilled. He didn't know you were such a cooker. Actually, he doesn't know much about you except what is going on in the bedroom. However, he gets excited at the idea of discovering more about your personality — he already knows your whole body like the back of his hand.

You turn off the oven and display the dish on the dinner table while Namjoon grabs a fancy bottle of wine he has brought a few weeks ago. You are so happy, but also surprised, about how curious he is tonight. He asks questions about your day but also about random things such as your hobbies, your childhood memories or your plans for this weekend. He never talks much, mostly because he is usually too busy fucking you. But you like it.

"Go get a shower, I'll do the dishes" You say when your stomachs are full

"I can help" Namjoon frowns

"It's okay" You reassure him, already taking the plates "I know you had a long day" You peck his lips "And I want you fully operative for later" You add with a wink

He chuckles and heads to your bathroom while you do as you said.

Namjoon is still in the shower when you enter your bedroom. You are thinking about joining him but before you can actually do it, the water turns off and a hot Namjoon appears. His naked body, only covered by a towel tied low on his hips, makes your pussy clench. You love how brawny he is — a real pleasure for the eyes. His biceps, his chest, his fucking abs. Everything is tempting. Honestly, he looks like a Greek God.

You can't hold yourself longer and push him onto your bed. You open the towel to face his cock. Even when it's soft, it still big. You start caressing it and it immediately gets harder. And you get wetter at the same time.

"You're needy tonight, baby" He smirks

Deep down, it fills his pride that you want him like that. It's rare when you initiate things in bed. Namjoon loves to be in control, however, he will let you take the lead for now — not for too long though.

"I've been thinking about you all day, I can't wait anymore" You explain, sincerely

You fully grab his dick in your hand and slide up and down. You feel his length getting thicker and heavier on your palm and fuck, your pussy is starting to soak your new panties. Once Namjoon is almost completely hard, you kiss his tip gently. Some pre cum lands on your lips. The salty liquid urges you to put him in you mouth already. And you do.

Namjoon moans when his cock is surrounded by the wetness, warmth and softness of your mouth. You suck on his length at a pretty fast pace, your tongue rolling around it. You can feel him growing bigger between your lips and you moan at it. He is fulling your mouth and you love the feeling of it.

However, it's not enough for Namjoon so he grabs your hair and pushes his dick deeper in your mouth, making you gag. The sinfulness of the gesture creates a wave of horniness inside your cunt.

Namjoon starts fucking your mouth and sloppy sounds from your mouth full of saliva and cock fill your room. He tastes so good on your tongue, you are literally drooling. Some oral fluid runs down his balls and your chin, creating a fucking mess. You love how Namjoon uses you to please him.

"I love your pretty mouth, baby" He growls as he enters you deeply and rests a little, preventing oxygen from filling your lungs

You tap his tights when you need to breathe again and you take a big cup of air when you are finally free. Your eyes are watery and your lips are swollen, that means it's perfect in Namjoon's point of view.

You go down again to bring his cock back inside your mouth . Some saliva covers Namjoon's fat dick and it gets so easy for him to fuck your throat. Once again, he pushes your gag reflex but it's fucking hot.

"Fuck" He moans when your hand starts caressing his balls

He has to pull out of your sweet mouth not to cum.

He uses your hair to bring your face close to his so he can kiss you harshly. His other hand finds your ass.

"Let me see what's underneath" He says as he tugs on your fluffy pants

You get rid off your lounge clothes to allow Namjoon to finally see your new set of lingerie. The hot pink bra and panties compliment you. It's both so fucking cute and hot. Like a sweet candy he can't wait to taste. Namjoon bites his lip and his intense dragon eyes make you blush.

"You like it?" You shyly ask

"I love it. You are so fucking pretty"

Your heart warms and you bend over to kiss him. It's true that Namjoon makes you feel sexy and confident. When he looks at you, you feel like the most beautiful woman on Earth.

Namjoon slides a hand underneath your small panties and rubs your clit. You moan against his lips and he takes it as the chance to push his tongue into your mouth. His digits don't hold back and are rolling on your clit both quickly and roughly.

"Stop, I gonna cum" You wince

"I don't see what's bad"

"I want to cum on your cock"

Namjoon looks straight into your eyes and, just for a second, an emotion you can't quite describe run through them. It shakes your whole inside.

Namjoon nods and gives some rest to your sensitive bud. However, he pushes your lacy panties aside to make your entrance accessible.

"Sit on daddy's cock" He orders but you notice that his voice is softer than usual

Anyway, you place your knees on both Namjoon's sides and grab his dick at its base to sit on it. You groan when you're full of him. His length is deep inside your pussy and your walls are stretched at their maximum. You don't move for a few seconds to get used to him but you soon need more.

Your hands land on Namjoon's firm chest to support you while you're riding him. Each bouncing creates a moan escaping from your lips and Namjoon gets a perfect view on your moving tits delicately enveloped by your bra. Even though the hot pink looks great on you, he prefers you with nothing on and undoes the lacy fabric to free your boobs. When he roughly grabs one of them, your head rolls back, making your moans raspier. You enhance your pace and fuck, you're going crazy. His cock is too big not to hurt when he is deep inside your cunt but it's the most delightful pain of all time. You love how it feels.

Your moves get unsteady as you're feeling your orgasm coming closer and closer. You collapse on Namjoon and he takes the lead. His hands firmly grab your ass and spread your cheeks to give him a better access to your cunt. His fingers are so deep into the soft flesh of your ass that you are sure you'll have bruises tomorrow. He starts pumping you fast and deep like a beast. You mutter your screams in the crook of his neck.

"Fuck, I'm close" You notify him like he doesn't feel your walls tightening at each pounding

Namjoon growls, the vibrations of it going straight inside your breasts pressed against him. Your body jolts with the strength of his poundings. It feels so fucking good, skins clapping loud in rhythm.

"I love it, I love your cock so much" You confess when a wave of euphoria wraps around you

You are so close to say you love him but fortunately for you, you cum before being able to say it out loud. Your whole body shakes while Namjoon's dick keeps entering your swollen pussy full of juices. Your orgasm is so strong that it makes your cunt way too tight for Namjoon to penetrate you like he would like to. He stops his moves but holds you close and kisses you. Your hand caresses his cheek and you rest your forehead against his to catch your breathe. Both of you are sweaty and literally smelling sex.

You lift up your torso to ride his big cock again. Whimpers leave your lips because of the overstimulation but it doesn't make you stop. Quite the opposite. You want Namjoon to fuck you as much as he wants to. If you can't have his love, at least you can have his body.

Namjoon rests on his left arm to be in a more sit position. You wrap your arms around his neck to help you jump up and down on his length, running your fingers in his blond hair at the same time. The change of position makes his cock slightly change the angle, hitting your g-spot.

"Oh my god, right here!" You exclaim with a gasp

He growls when he feels your pussy clenching. His right arm brings you closer to his chest, basically hugging you while you keep bouncing on his dick.

"You're so perfect" Namjoon whispers against your shoulder "My pretty baby"

You have always loved when he calls you like that. Someway, it makes you feel special — ridiculous when he probably gives the same pet name to his other sugar babies.

Namjoon's hand goes up your back to caress the back of your neck. The sweet gesture surprises you but makes you melt instantly. You press your lips against his and he moans at your cunt clenching. He knows you are close again.

"Cum for me, Y/N" He says is a deep voice

"I want to cum with you" You manage to say, your pitch a little higher than usual as you try not to cum

Namjoon nods and sits a little straighter so he can wrap his other arm around your waist. He holds you so tight that it gets hard for you to ride him. You have no other choice than to slow your pace and deepen your moves. You take him deeper every time, making you shiver at the pleasure and rolling your hips to increase the friction.

Namjoon pats your back, your neck and your ass. Fuck, he is so soft that your heart warms up and melts at the same time. It's so hard not to confess your feelings right now as you are feeling loved by him.

"Look at me" He whispers

Your eyes anchor his brown ones. The way he is looking at you is beyond words and you can't hold back any longer. Your orgasm washes over you like a huge wave of pleasure. Your toes curl and your body shakes in Namjoon's strong arms. He immediately joins you and paints your clenching walls with his thick and white shots of cum.

You are both out of breathe and Namjoon kisses you deeply. You rest your head a few minutes on his shoulder as sleep is slowly taking control of your body.

However, the moment is irrupted by the sound of your phone. You leave Namjoon's embrace with regret and look at the screen. You growl in annoyance when you witness the unregistered number you know way too well. Your ex, Soobin, contacts you from time to time when he is drunk. Honestly, you've told him several times to stop that. You didn't want to go as far as blocking his number but now it looks like you don't have other choices.

"Who's that?" Namjoon asks when he sees the wince on your face

"My ex, just ign—"

Namjoon cuts you off as he snatches your device from your hands.

"Hello? Y/N? I miss you so much" Soobin mumbles drunkly on the phone

Jealousy pinches Namjoon's heart. He has just fucked you and another man is trying to take you back. He won't let that happen, he will make clear to your ex that you're not available.

"Stop calling her or I'll make sure you won't" Namjoon barks aggressively

"Who are you?" Soobin asks, completely taken aback

"Her man. Now, if I hear you've contacted her again, you will regret it. Delete her number"

With that, Namjoon hangs up. He is tensed by anger and jealousy. He really doesn't like when men try to steal you away from him. He grabs your chin to capture your lips, not so gently.

"I think he won't call again" You say, shyly

"I hope so"

"Are you jealous?" You tease him

"Of course I am, look at you"

Namjoon is dead serious and it makes you blush. He smiles tenderly at your reaction and drags you down with him onto the mattress. His arms around your frame secure you against him.

"Let's go out tomorrow" He proposes

"Really?" Your voice is the definition of happiness

Namjoon hums in your hair.

"I want to go to the mall so I can spoil my pretty baby"

You giggle and sneak your nose deeper in his chest. You know you will sleep every well tonight.

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"Okay, that's enough" You say when Namjoon and you leave a sixth shop with hands full of bags

He kept his promise and did spoil you. You have so many new designer clothes and jewelries, you are not even sure if you have enough place for them. Namjoon put the bags down and stops in front of another shop. He grabs your waist to pull you into his side, kissing your forehead in the process.

"I think this little blue panties will look cute on you. I can already picture your pretty ass in it" He says half playful, half serious

Your cheeks get red when you look at the scandalous underwear. It's so tiny, you don't know even see the point of it.

"Stop it!" You whisper, quite ashamed that someone will hear you

"Namjoon?"

A female voice behind you catches your attention. You both turn around to discover who called him. Your eyes open wide when you see a woman in her sixties. She is wearing a very simple yet elegant cream dress. But what catches your attention is her features: they're delicate and her eyes look so much like Namjoon's ones. You look up at him and notice the evident surprise on his face.

"Mom?"

What?!

You never thought that you would meet Namjoon's relatives in your life. You start to panic: how should you introduce yourself? You're not Namjoon's girlfriend but you cannot say you're his sugar baby either, that would be so fucking weird. However, you are clearly not just friends since he was hugging you just a few seconds ago.

Namjoon's mom takes her son in her arms and you smile when you see how big he is compared to her. It doesn't take long for you to realize that the woman is caring and loving. You now understand where Namjoon's kindness comes from.

She turns toward you, waiting for Namjoon to introduce you and you gulp, not knowing how he is going to get out of this odd situation.

"Mom, this is Y/N" He simply says, embarrassed — he doesn't know what to say either

"Nice to meet you!" She greets you warmly

Namjoon clearly gets what's underneath his mother's words: are you the one? Is he finally getting married? Only if his mom knew what kind of relation you two have...

Embarrassment is filling the air but the woman speaks again:

"I hope I'll see you for Namjoon's birthday on Friday"

Her voice is nothing but sweet, trying to make you comfortable

"Y/N will be there, don't worry" Namjoon reassures her but looks at you to silently ask you if it's okay

You can't be happier. A bright smile lightens your whole face. You will get to see another part of Namjoon and the most important one: his family. Is he really going to take this step with you? Fuck, your heart is beating so fast.

"I'm looking forward for it" You tell her, politely

"Well, I see you soon then. I guess you are... occupied" Namjoon's mom says as she takes a look at the shop behind you and you would like to disappear under the ground right now "It was lovely to meet you Y/N"

"You too, Mrs. Kim" You reply with red cheeks as you bow at her

"Bye, mom" Namjoon says as he hugs her again

She places a delicate peck on her son's cheek and continues her journey to another section of the mall.

"I'm so embarrassed" You confess with your hands on your face, which makes Namjoon giggle

"Don't be, baby" He reassures you as he pulls you into his embrace "I think she likes you"

"Really?" You ask with hope

Namjoon nods.

"It's the first time she sees me with a woman"

Is he aware about what his words are doing to you? Certainly not. Namjoon is not aware of the hope he is giving you. You can't help but imagine that, maybe, it's the first step to shift from his sugar baby to his actual girlfriend. Your heart beats so loud and fast in your chest at that thought.

"Let's get these panties" You finally say — he has introduced you to his mother, you can wear these ridiculous panties to make him happy

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You don't really know how it happened but your life has turned into a roller coaster of emotions: you are so happy that you feel like flying and the very next moment everything seems to be crashed down. The latter is what you are feeling right now.

Honestly, the day has started quite good and you just wanted to go to the mall to find a gift for Namjoon's birthday. You've been searching for hours on the Internet for a good idea. When you thought about giving up, you saw a Vogue article about the new Bogetta Venata leather goods collection. The travel bag was so pretty that you basically ran to the store.

At that time, you were still very happy. But your whole mood changed when you met Lisa. You know damn well who she is: she had called Namjoon on FaceTime one day when you were with him. She also knows who you are since you were clearly visible — and very naked — in the back on the screen.

Your body is so tensed. You don't even know what to say to her so you hope she'll just ignore you. Well, it's not really Lisa's character...

"Oh, hi, sweetie!" Her voice is high and she looks so fucking hypocrite

"Hi" You reply with way less enthusiasm

"Did you find something nice?"

It takes you a few seconds to realize she is talking about your shopping session.

"Oh, I'm buying some birthday presents"

You're not sure you should say it's for Namjoon. However, Lisa surely knows his birthday date.

"If it's for Namjoon, you shouldn't bother" She snaps and you frown "You should start looking for a new sugar daddy, sweetheart. Namjoon is growing sick of us"

"What do you mean?" You say despite feeling that there is no air in your lungs right now

"He told me he doesn't want sugar babies anymore"

Shock is written all over your face but Lisa smirks. She was right: Namjoon was indeed keeping one girl. Too bad she met you today and told you the truth. She leaves you in the middle of the mall hall, completely lost.

Namjoon is cutting ties with all his sugar babies. It's just a matter of time before he does it with you. Fuck, it's going to hurt so bad. You can't wait with a sword of Damocles hanging above your head. You can't control Namjoon breaking your heart, however you can choose when he does it.

That's why you send him a text, asking if you can meet him at his office. He doesn't take too long to tell you you can come. You don't go to the receptionist this time and directly take the elevator for the twenty-sixth floor. Your hands are both sweaty and shaky as you are walking to Namjoon's office. You know how much you will be hurt when you step out of the room later and you are not really eager for it.

You knock on the door and hear Namjoon telling you to come in. The scene is painfully familiar but so much different at the same time since the mood is at the opposite of the last time you went to his office. You take a last deep breathe and open the door to face him. Fuck, he doesn't make anything easy. Why does he have to be so fucking hot today? And his damn dimple smile when he looks at you is not helping either.

However, his smile quickly disappears when Namjoon notices the look on your face. You are usually so cheerful, always smiling or blushing when you see him. But right now, he can only see pain on your pretty face.

"Is something wrong?" He asks with his eyebrows furrowed

"I want to talk about the contract" Your voice is way less confident than you would like it to be and it already sounds hurt

"What about it?"

You gather all your courage but you can't look at him. And goddamn, you can feel tears blurring your vision.

"I want to stop it"

The room is silent for a long moment. The tension is so big you feel like suffocating. You still don't look at Namjoon but you do hear him standing up and walking to you. You obliviously can't see how clenched are his jaws. He softly cups your face with his big hands and you finally look up. It takes everything you have not to let your tears from rolling down on your cheeks.

"Why? Did something happen?" He asks with some pain mixed with worry in his voice

"I just don't think it's what I want anymore"

It's the biggest lie of your life. You want him. More than everything. The real words that should have left your mouth are: 'I know it's not what you want anymore'. You hate the burning feeling in your chest. It's squeezing your heart so much you can't even breathe properly.

"I see" Namjoon simply replies and takes a step back

It's even more painful to feel the void he leaves. On your skin but also in your heart. Is that it? Is he not going to say anything? Deep down you wished he would try to change your mind but he doesn't. You really did imagine everything. You really fantasied his caring for you. You are so fucking stupid. All he cared about was your body. He even told you from the start, why did you think otherwise? Because of the way he looked at you? Because of his arms tenderly hugging you after sex? That's bullshit. The truth is that it didn't mean anything for him.

"I should get going" You say with a dry throat

Namjoon nods. You hope, for the last time, he'll say something but he doesn't. So you step out of his office, just before you burst into tears. 

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Pretty Baby.KNJ [m]

sugardaddy!namjoon x sugarbaby!reader

Genre: smut; short-story

Words: 4.9k

Synopsis: Namjoon is your sugar daddy. However, you can't deny how your heart is jumping in your chest when he calls you his "pretty baby"…

Warnings: rough sex; unprotected sex; anal sex; first anal; oral sex (f. receiving); Namjoon is huge 😳; he loves ass; use of "daddy"

1 → 2 → 3 (Bonus : Memories ; Doubts & Possibilities)

What just happened? Namjoon is so shocked about your demand that he just stays still for several minutes. He has never imagined, in a thousand years, that you, his pretty baby, would put an end at your relationship like that. Were there signs he didn't see? Were you unhappy? He genuinely thought that you liked spending time with him, especially since he started to make efforts to know you better. He even thought that you liked him. But you obviously don't.

He wanted to tell you to change your mind, to think about it, that he could change if you wanted him to, but it would have been selfish. It was already too damn selfish willing to keep you for himself when he was fucking other girls — even if he doesn't anymore.

He thought that something changed the last time you two had sex. It was different, more real. Did he imagine everything? It looks like it since you just stepped out of his office after throwing a bomb at him. Fuck. But then, why would you look so sad? Everything is messed up in his head, he can't think straight.

More than the surprise caused by your announcement, Namjoon feels something truly unpleasant in his chest and he wishes it was just his ego. But it's not. He knows damn well it's his heart. Once again: fuck.

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"I don't understand you, honestly" Jimin sighs

Yeah, you neither. You regret so, so much what you did yesterday. You clearly let Lisa messing up with your brain. You should have trusted Namjoon rather than her. You were so afraid of being hurt that you pushed him away and you hurt yourself instead. That's fucking stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

"I don't need you to tell me I've fucked up, Jimin. I need you as my best friend to support me and tell me everything is going to be fine" You say with a shaky voice, ready to start crying, again

"Come here" He whispers to hug you and rub your back

"Can I stay here tonight?"

"Of course you can. We are going to watch your favorite show on Netflix and eat some pizzas. How does it sound?"

You look at your best friend and feel so damn lucky to have him. You rub your eyes to get rid off the last tears and get the TV remote.

In another part of the town, Namjoon opens the door of the apartment. Your apartment. He can't just give up like that, without even fighting. But the place is desperately empty. No lights on, no noise. You are simply not here. He still has a ridiculous slight hope when he opens the door of your bedroom. Yet, your face is no where to be seen. Namjoon's heart squeezes. Where the fuck are you?

He is not sure you will show up tonight so he decides to leave and go meet his parents. Maybe he could use some advices from a 40-year married couple.

Namjoon's mom is super excited to see her busy son. It's pretty rare he comes eat with them. But her smiles fades when she notices the look on his face. He looks tired and sad. Defeated. It breaks her heart to see him like this.

They sit in the comfortable and huge sofas of the living room. Every single furniture of their mammoth house is expensive. Namjoon's parents love buying costly things but also giving their money to people who need it. Maybe that's why Namjoon doesn't have any problem with spoiling his sugar babies.

"Can I ask you guys something?" He asks, unsure

"Of course, honey" His mom says

"How did you become a couple? Was it easy?"

His parents share a glance, half surprised half amused. Namjoon has never wanted to hear about love before.

"It was certainly not easy" His dad starts "Your mom is pretty stubborn. I gave her many presents, expensive jewelries and so on. But she didn't care at all. I honestly thought she wasn't interested"

"I didn't care about the money. I cared about him and his feelings. You know, love is not just words but acts too. However, the acts don't have to take the material form of gifts" The woman continues

"So how?" Namjoon asks

"Spending time with each other. Small acts of consideration. Actually, the best acts of love are the simplest ones because they show how sincere you are and that you care about the small details" Her mom answers

Namjoon takes a few moments to think about it. He has shown his affection with presents. Expensive ones, even. But you, you are full of those simple acts of consideration his mom is describing. You made sure he wasn't tired or that he ate well. You changed your shampoo when you noticed Namjoon's scrunched nose at the smell of it even if he didn't say anything about not liking it. You distracted him with a mind-blowing blowjob on the day he lost a huge contract. Fuck, everything you have done the past few months was little acts that made him slowly fall in love with you. But maybe you didn't think Namjoon cared about you too.

"Is this about the girl from the mall?" Namjoon's mom asks carefully

"Yeah, but I'm not sure she really wants to be with me" He replies honestly

"I think she does. The look she was giving you, it doesn't lie, honey"

Those words are what Namjoon needed. Now, he has to find a way to see you again.

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You have thought about it all day. Should you? It's Namjoon's birthday and you were invited by his mom. But it's also true that you told him you wanted to end things... However, you miss him so bad and it has only been five days.

You check yourself in the mirror. Yes, you have thought about not going but you have still gotten ready. Your heart beats so loud that you wonder how it is not showing through the soft material of your white silk dress — great metaphor of your willing to go back from the start and start on a new page.

It's Namjoon's birthday. And you miss him. And you love him. The only thing holding you back is you and your fear of being hurt. Are going to stay alone your entire life because of that? That would be so pathetic. Fuck, Namjoon gave you so much confidence, where did it go? You would be so disappointed in yourself if you don't at least try. So you fix your mascara for the last time and head to Namjoon's party.

The house is way bigger than you thought, especially because it's in Seoul center. You can't imagine the price of it. You knock on the front door and a fucking butler invites you inside. You are stressed, you can feel your hands shaking. Thankfully, there are no too many people — you guess just family and close friends. That makes you wonder what you are doing here. Everyone is so elegant and, even if you have put on one of your most beautiful dresses, you don't seem to belong here.

"Boring party, isn't it?"

You jolt as a male voice whispers in your ear. You turn your head and meet some very handsome man. He could easy be elected World Wide Handsome. His brown hair looks smooth and his eyes are sparkling with playfulness. Let's not talk about his juicy and plump lips. Fuck, every women must be jealous of it.

On the other side, the stranger is quite amused by your shyness. He also wonders what such a pretty girl is doing it. If his friend Namjoon has you as a friend, Seokjin would be upset and disappointed that he didn't introduce you to him before. Yes, the man is a womanizer but a very picky one: he seems to date only the most beautiful women.

"I'm Seokjin by the way"

"Y/N" You reply, shyly

Seokjin's eyes widen. Are you Y/N? Like the woman his friend can't shut up about lately? Oh, things are about to get interesting... Now he understands Namjoon. You look very pretty in that dress, almost a sexy version of a cute bride. Yep, Namjoon will go crazy when he sees you and the slight shadow of your nipples through the thin and smooth fabric. But for now, he is not here and Seokjin is a flirt.

"I'm honored to meet the most beautiful woman of the night" He says with a seductive tone

You don't really know what to say so you just thank him. Is he flirting? Oh my god, how are you going to escape him?

"It's the glass I wanted to bring to my friend but I rather offer it to a pretty girl" He continues, handing you a glass of champagne

You take it. You need alcohol to gather your courage, especially if Namjoon tells you to go fuck yourself after what happened in his office. You drink the glass one shot.

"Well! You go faster than Dom Toretto!" Seokjin jokes, laughing so loud than a few people turn toward you

His laugh also attracts Namjoon's eye. However, he doesn't see his friend. The only thing that seems to be visible to him is you. You came. And you look so fucking gorgeous. Namjoon recognizes the silk dress, it was his birthday gift for you. It looks so good on you that Namjoon's brain starts picturing you in all kinds of situations — both with and without the dress on. He wonders if it's the kind of dress you would wear for your wedding day. And after your marriage, what you would look like with a baby in your belly, his baby. How proud he would be to have you by his side and how everyone could see you belong to him.

Okay, his brain is definitely sick because those are ridiculous thoughts. You said you didn't want this relationship with him. But, what are you doing here?

Namjoon walks toward you and your heart stops when you see him. He is the definition of handsomeness. And he is wearing a fucking black — Prada it seems — suit with a white shirt. It's the look you prefer on him. This is torture for you, especially if it's the last time you see him.

"Hi" You almost whisper

"Hi" His voice is neutral and you don't know if it's a good thing "Can I talk to you, in private?"

You gulp and nod. Fuck, you are stressing so much. He invites you to follow him and he leads you to his bedroom. A huge place actually with not only a king size bed but also a sofa and a large bookshelf. All the furnitures are matching, even the pattern of the fabric. The color scheme, warm beige with hints of green here and there, is soothing — something you really appreciate right now.

There are so many things you want to say but nothing seems to form on your tongue. You can't look at him. You are so overwhelmed by your feelings that you could cry.

"I'm surprised you're here" Namjoon says

There is no reproach in his voice, he is just sincerely surprised. You can understand. But is it a good or a bad thing?

"I can leave if you want"

'But please don't say you want me to leave' You pray internally

"No, I'm actually glad you're here"

Your heart does a backflip in your chest and you look at him with hope.

"I'm so sorry for what I've said" You say as you are gathering all your courage "I don't want to end the contract"

"But I do"

Your whole body freezes. Your heart stops too, in a painful way. It hurts so bad, like your soul is torn apart. So that's it. It's the end for Namjoon and you. Fuck, you wish you could go back and never went to his office. You would do anything to go back in time.

A breathless 'Oh' leaves your lips, like you have received an uppercut in the stomach — well, it's pretty much what you feel.

Namjoon gets closer and notices your eyes watering. Words are not enough to express what he is feeling so he does what he does best. He captures your lips and kisses you deeply. You moan both in surprise and pleasure. You don't know what the kiss means but you are ready to take whatever he is giving to you if it's the last time you see him.

Namjoon wraps his arms around your small frame. The silk of the dress is so smooth under the tip of his fingers, but not as smooth as your skin. His hands go down and find your ass. He makes sure to lift the fabric and digs his palms into the flesh of your asscheeks. The cold air on your hot skin makes you gasp in pleasure. He growls as he missed it so much.

You pull him closer by grabbing the back of his neck. His lips travel down your jaw and then to the thin skin of your throat. His wet kisses make you shiver and create a pool of arousal between your legs, especially when Namjoon sucks on your skin. A reddish mark adores your neck. Namjoon smiles at it. You are so beautiful, you can't go out without a stamp of him.

Namjoon doesn't stop. He firmly grabs your ass and lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his torso and secure your arms around his large shoulders. You are now higher than him and it gives him the opportunity to dig his face into your breasts. He messily kisses your boobs and captures your harden nipples with his teeth through the fabric of the dress. Namjoon smirks when he notices you don't wear a bra and bites your nipple a little harder, making you whimper. Your head rolls back and you arch your back to give him a better access.

Your soaked pussy also needs friction so you start grinding on his abs. You need him so bad. You are stressed and horny when you think about what you are going to do.

Namjoon walks to his bed and sits on it, you still inside his arms. The new position makes it easier for you to grind on his lap. You can clearly feel his hard-on against your clothed cunt. You tug on his hair to access his lips and you kiss him like there is no tomorrow.

"Damn, baby, you're on fire" He jokes against your lips

"I want you" You moan, there is no better way to say the truth

You pull off and stand up between his muscled legs. You can see lust in Namjoon's brown eyes but also some affection in them. It gives you confidence to carry on. You take off your dress and the sight of your body almost completely bare makes Namjoon's cock twitch in his pants. He can't help but caress himself through the fabric, and his dick gets even harder. You slid down your ridiculously small and wet panties to stand entirely exposed in front of him. You finally take off your heels, your feet thanking you for that. You feel fragile but also proud to have the courage to completely give yourself to the man you love. You will have nothing to regret, even if tonight is the last night you'll ever spend together.

Your breathe is shaky and your hands are sweaty. Fuck, stress makes your legs weak but you have made up your mind way before entering Namjoon's parents' house. You are prepared, both mentally and physically for what is coming. You now have to trust yourself and Namjoon. You turn around and give Namjoon a perfect view of your ass he loves so much. You slightly bend over so he can see both your holes. Your pussy is so wet that Namjoon's breathe on it makes you clench.

"Fuck, baby" Namjoon whispers as it was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen

"It's your birthday present" You say shyly

Namjoon is taken aback. Is it what he is thinking about?

"What do you mean?" He asks, clearing his throat — he wants to be sure he is not over-interpreting

You take a deep breathe and reply.

"You can have my ass tonight"

It's like a dream came true for Namjoon. He has been dreaming about it for months. Your perfect ass. He wanted to stretch it every time he squeezed your cheeks. It must be so fucking tight. Just thinking he will finally be able to dive in it could be enough to make him cum in his pants.

He doesn't waste any time and starts licking your glistening pussy. You moan about how starved he looks. He is literally making out with your pussy and it's so fucking hot. His tongue rolls on your clit, then digs in your entrance to go back to your clit again. It's so good that your legs quiver. At some point, Namjoon takes a fat licking from your sensitive bud to your pussy entrance but continues higher to your other hole.

You whimper as Namjoon takes big laps of it. The new sensation is beyond words. You feel way more sensitive. You have to grab his hair behind you when he enters your pussy with two fingers, still wetting your puckered hole. Namjoon's face is so deep between your asscheeks that it's scandalous but fuck it feels good.

He leaves your hole one second to bite on the flesh of your perfect ass. His fingers pumping into your dripping cunt are delightful, especially when he goes deep and fast, making your legs weak. You can feel some arousal going down your inner thighs.

"Keep going, I'm gonna cum" You moan

Seeing you liking it makes Namjoon so fucking happy. He could eat your ass all day. Your hole is damn soaked right now and Namjoon starts entering it with his tongue. You're so sensitive, you're not sure to can handle it. Namjoon speeds it pace in your pussy and you almost scream. You tighten your fingers in his hair, bringing him deeper against your ass and he growls. Your pussy clenches and Namjoon digs his tongue further in your hole, almost not able to breathe. You know how sinful you look but fuck, Namjoon is tonguing your ass. The wave of bliss you know well in growing inside you but there is something different, something that makes it more powerful and your teased area is more sensitive. You can't hold any longer and you cum on his face and fingers. Choked screams of his name escape from your lips. Namjoon grabs you in his arms to prevent you from falling.

He puts you on his bed delicately as you're coming back down to Earth. He lets you rest a little and take off his clothes.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asks you, kissing your lips tenderly

"Yes, just be gentle" You say

You are crushing everything in him right now. The trust you put in him doesn't only fill his pride but also his heart. He promises: he is going to fuck your ass so good that you won't ever want him to stop.

"Tell me if you want to stop, okay baby?"

He kisses your forehead and spoons you. You feel his large and buff chest against your back but the way he holds you is so sweet that you push your ass closer to his cock with an urged need of feeling him. He places your upper leg a little forward to have a better access to your ass. He also makes sure to bring a good amount of your juices to your hole and to his large cock to lube them.

"I'm going to stretch you a little, I don't want to break you" He whispers in your ears "Yet" He adds playfully to make you laugh

Namjoon slowly pushes one finger in your so tight hole and you gasp. You hold on his other arm wrapped around your waist. He softly starts back and forth moves. It hurts a little but it's also so fucking good.

"Try to relax, it will hurt less" Namjoon says as he pecks your shoulder

You do as he says and you notice how easier it makes for him to finger you. He adds other finger and you almost cum instantly. Fuck, it's so good. You can't even describe how it feels. It's like you can feel him better, deeper. All the sensations are increased.

Namjoon enhances his pace when he sees you feeling more pleasure. He can't wait to put his dick in and to make you cum all over it. Your tight hole is going to feel so good around his length.

"Fuck, I need your cock"

Namjoon is beyond happy to fulfill your wish. He pulls off his fingers and grabs his cock. You feel his tip slightly entering your pussy to gather some of your arousal and then going up to your ass. He pushes to enter you but he is so fucking big.

"Come on, baby, I know you can take it" Namjoon encourages you

You gasp as his tip is inside you. You feel so fucking stretched. Pleasure and pain have never been this connected. You dig your nails deep inside his forearm but he doesn't care: you are fucking taking his cock in your fucking ass. Namjoon caresses your stomach to soothe the pain and keeps kissing your shoulder. He is so gentle you could die.

"Are you okay?"

You nod and Namjoon pushes deeper. You feel every single inch entering you and stretching you. You know he is not entirely in you but you're not sure to take more of him. Namjoon seems to feel it and he slowly pulls over, not completely, to push inside again. You start moaning, louder and louder as Namjoon pounds faster. The pain is still here but the pleasure... Oh god, it's beyond words.

"Fuck, Joonie" You moan as he enters your hole deeper

"You're doing great, baby. It's the best birthday present ever"

He grabs your asscheek and squeezes it hard. He spreads it to look at his dick fucking your ass. Feeling your very tight hole stretched by his huge cock is delightful. Especially when he is the first one. The thought makes his dick twitch inside your ass. He enhances the pace a little when he sees you relaxing and having pleasure. He feels so proud of it, that his cock provides you pleasure. That his cock is fucking your ass. He growls when he realizes it.

"You're so fucking perfect. Your ass feels so good"

The bliss is driving him crazy. He could fuck you so rough that you wouldn't be able to walk for days. But it's your first anal, he can't just destroy you. He grabs your chin to kiss you. Your hand reaches the back of his head. He gives you one hard dick stroke, making you scream his name. You don't even care that other people in the house hear you.

"That's it, scream my name, baby. Tell everyone who fucks you good"

"It's you, Namjoon" You moan loudly

He starts pounding pretty hard and fast in your ass and you're on the edge. Namjoon captures your throat with his large palm. He is almost entirely inside your ass and you feel him so deep. You have never felt so full. You start feeling a huge orgasm building inside you, despite your empty and clenching pussy.

"My pretty baby" He moans when sounds of skins clapping starts filling the room

You're so close to cum. Namjoon looks at your perfect ass taking his cock. Your cheeks get spanked by his thighs and abs every single time. He is not as gentle as at the beginning but he can't hold himself, especially when he notices how fucked up you look. You love his dick in your ass, he can feel it. He swears, he is going to fuck your perfect little ass harder the next time and you will beg for more. The show is so sinful that it spurs Namjoon to push deeper inside your ass, now entirely. He doesn't even know how you manage to take his dick in your tight hole but one thing is sure: you do and you do it fucking well.

"Oh, fuck!" You hiss "I gonna cum"

Namjoon smirks and slaps the side of your ass. You feel your empty pussy clenching. He seems to hear your silent prayers and the hand around your waist goes South to slide two fingers into your cunt, making you groan loudly. You feel so full of him that you can't help tightening your holes. Namjoon is fucking your ass so good. He hides his face in the crook of your neck and hugs you tighter in his arms as he pounds you deeper.

"Cum for me, baby" He whispers, almost begging you as he feels he won't last long

Your hole is too tight and it feels too good to have you in his arms. It feels so good to see how much you trust him — you let him fuck your ass for god's sake!

"Yes, yes!" You scream, loosing your mind over the pleasure

"Fuck, I love your ass" He growls, the vibration echoing into your core

You can't hold on any longer and you cum hard on his cock and his fingers buried deep in your pussy, almost crying of how huge is the wave of pleasure washing over you. You mumble some words you don't even know as you are high. So high, way beyond clouds.

Namjoon pounds a few more times into your tight ass and releases his cum inside. He hugs you so tight, leaving your pussy empty again but still inside your ass, like he is afraid you vanish.

You two stay like that a moment. You can't believe Namjoon just fucked you ass. You also can't believe how much you liked it. You almost fall asleep, you don't want to leave his embrace. You feel good, peaceful. You hum in content and scoot closer into his chest.

"Did you mean it?" He asks suddenly

"What?"

"That you love me"

Your body tenses and your eyes open wide. What? How does he know? You pull over, running at the opposite side of the huge bed. You try to cover your naked body with your hands. You look so panicked, almost terrified.

"It's okay if you didn't mean it" Namjoon reassures you, even though it breaks his heart to see how you are reacting right now

Did you just confessed your love while you were having an orgasm? Well, the best orgasm ever, but still. You're so ashamed. You didn't want to tell him like that. Fuck, when you tell Jimin you said 'I love you' to Namjoon while his dick was in your ass, he is going to laugh so loud...

You are ready to deny it but when you see Namjoon's face, you can't lie. You do love him. You can't keep being a coward and lying to Namjoon and to yourself.

"I meant it. I love you, Namjoon" You confess in a whisper

The silence is killing you. Especially when it's the exact moment you brain chooses to remind you that Namjoon said he wanted to end the contract too.

"That's a good thing" He says, surprising you "Because I love you too"

He gets closer to you and caresses your cheeks. Okay, you have always loved how kind he was after sex but the way he is looking at you right now, it make your heart melt so much it hurts. You can't help kissing him. Namjoon chuckles against your mouth and hugs you tighter. Honestly, he could fuck you again. No, he could make love to you.

"Say it again" You ask

"I love you"

His bright smile with his dimples brings so much happiness to you. Is it possible to die over joy? Because you could right now.

"Okay, there is no contract anymore but I'm not gonna lie, you're still my pretty baby"

You giggle.

"I have to tell you something" You say, pricking his curiosity "I'm jealous so don't you dare having another baby"

"I'm all yours" He reassures you

Like you said, Namjoon has always been honest with you. So you believe him when he says there is nobody else.

"I think we should go back to the party. I can't not showing at my own birthday"

You nod but wince when you sit.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asks, worried

"Yes, it just hurts a little" You confess, cheeks reddening

Is it bad that he feels proud of it? He wasn't exactly soft but he definitely can get rougher and honestly, he can't wait to pound into your ass again. Or your pussy. He doesn't care as long as he can give you pleasure.

Namjoon helps you standing up and getting dressed. Your beautiful silk dress is now completely crumpled. You pout at it and Namjoon finds you so pretty. Now that he knows you love him, his brain is even crazier than before: images of you in a white dress walking down the wedding hall or of you with a round belly are stuck in his head. But he definitely can't go as fast, he will scare you.

Does that mean that he will wait for years? Absolutely not. His pretty baby better be prepared for her Christmas present. Especially after the best birthday present he has ever had: you saying that you loved him too. 

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Pretty Baby. KNJ [m]

sugardaddy!namjoon x sugarbaby!reader

Genre: smut; short-story

Words: 2.2k

Synopsis: Namjoon is your sugar daddy. However, you can't deny how your heart is jumping in your chest when he calls you his "pretty baby"… But when did it all begin?

Warnings: rough sex; unprotected sex; oral sex (f. receiving); Namjoon is huge 😳; he loves ass; use of "daddy"

1 → 2 → 3 (Bonus : Memories ; Doubts & Possibilities)

This part takes place before chapter 1.

Namjoon has always thought your first encounter was that night at a bar when he asked you to be his sugar baby. Little did he know there was, in fact, an unofficial encounter, several months before that.

It was at Incheon Airport, while you were waiting to pick Jimin up after a trip with his childhood friend Jungkook. You were actually grumpy when you saw that his plane had 20 minutes delay. But all of that went forgotten when you heard some sobbing nearby. You looked all around you and noticed a little boy, maybe three or four years old. He was crying but he was all alone. You frowned and was ready to walk to him when a tall, brawny and blond hair man kneeled down in front of the boy.

You stepped closer, ready to jump in if the man had bad intentions. However, you heard him talking with the sweetest tone possible despite his deep voice.

"Are you lost?" The man asked

The boy nodded, crying louder. Your heart broke a little to witness him this sad and scared.

"Don't worry, I'm gonna help you. I promise I gonna find your parents" His savior said, putting a reassuring hand on the boy's shoulder

His palm was so big on the small child's body that you wondered if the man has ever been a child before. His aura was nothing but goodness and the way the little boy stopped crying proved you right. The stranger, of whom you could see the face now, was the most handsome man you've ever seen. His eyes, which you surely thought could be very intimidating in other situations, were so pretty in their brown shade. His lips were pulp and the cute dimples on his cheeks when he smiled were like a Cupid's arrow entering your heart. Was that love at first sight?

The man asked the boy for his name.

"Seo-joon" He answered with a hiccup

"Let me see your bag, maybe there is your parents number"

You could totally see that the man was trying to be as delicate as possible and it made you giggle by the sweetness. He was definitely daddy material — only if you knew how much...

The backpack of the little child had, indeed, a tag with his parents' information. The man dialed the number and a panicked voice answered the call.

"Hello, I'm with your son. Don't worry, he is okay. We are in the arrival hall, near the information panels"

Seo-joon's parents arrived quickly after that, running to their son. They were crying and thanking the stranger at the same time. An embarrassed smile grew on the man's face. You wanted to talk to him but he walked away before you could do it.

You had been thinking about him for months but what could you do? You knew nothing about him, not even his name. But luck was on your side since Jimin, without knowing it, gave you the opportunity to see the man again when he literally dragged your ass to a luxurious bar. At first, you didn't want to go but your best friend insisted so much that you gave up.

You were sitting at the bar, waiting for your drinks when a man sat down next to you. When you turned your head and saw the stranger from the airport, your heart stopped and your throat went dry. He was even more handsome than from your memories.

He introduced himself and you did the same. Namjoon started to flirt with and you flirted back. But you surely didn't imagine what he would say next:

"Look, I'm going to be honest. You're very pretty but I'm not looking for a girlfriend" You remember that your heart broke a little when he said that "But, if you're okay if it, we can have a different kind of relationship"

"What kind?" You asked, completely dumbfounded

"A sugar daddy/baby one" Namjoon answered, looking straight into your eyes

What?! You had never, in your entire life, thought about having a sugar daddy. You didn't even need the money, your current job was paying you enough. And Namjoon wasn't so much older, even though he was 35 and you were 24.

You just asked him why and he was honest enough to tell you that he didn't have time for more and that you wouldn't be the only one. You thought about it for a few minutes and then you realized that seeing him again was fate and that you couldn't miss the chance. You wanted to be with him the very first minute you saw him. If you had to be his sugar baby for that, then a sugar baby you would be. You accepted, not caring about the ridiculous amount of money he offered you. You didn't need the money but you wanted the man.

After that, you spent the night — a very hot night during which you realized how much of a beast Namjoon was in bed — with him in a hotel room. A few days later, he texted you an address. He didn't say what you would do there and you didn't question. You just went to the rendezvous.

You were quite surprised to stand in front of a luxurious block apartment in one of the most expensive districts of Seoul. At first, you thought it was Namjoon's place and you were very curious to see how his flat was, to see if he had photos of him, his family and his friends. But when Namjoon joined you and opened the door of one of the apartments, you were more than surprised to meet an empty one.

The place was huge and the windows provided an amazing view on Seoul, but there was no furniture at all.

"Do you like it?" Namjoon asked you

"The view is beautiful" You managed to say, not knowing where he wanted to go with his question

"Good. It's yours, baby"

You gasped and looked at Namjoon with wide open eyes. In the other hand, Namjoon was pleased by your reaction and he walked closer to kiss you deeply. His hands quickly found your ass and he pressed your body against his. You were small in his arms. You knew Namjoon was very strong and he could break you very easily but instead of being scared of it, you just felt good in his embrace. You felt protected and you wished you could never leave it.

It didn't take long for Namjoon to lead to the kitchen island. He grabbed your thighs to make you sit on it and started kissing your neck. Your fingers were in his soft hair and your legs circled his waist, trying to pull him deeper into your skin. You felt his hand slowly going down to capture your tit in order to massage it. Your head rolled back at the pleasure of it. He took off your top and bra in no time to finally get to see your pretty boobs. He smirked when he noticed your already hard nipples.

He dived into it, sucking and rolling his tongue around it. Soft moans left your mouth and your pussy became wetter and wetter. Fuck, he was good. You whimpered when he bit on one of your nipples but an instant pleasure chased the pain. You loved how rough he was. You kind of got the clue that the rougher he was, the more he cared. So you did want him to be harsh with you.

Namjoon pushed your chest down so you could lie on your back. The material of the kitchen island was so cold against your burning skin that it made your shiver. Namjoon took some seconds to admire how beautiful you were and then made sure to completely undress you. Your naked body entirely at his disposal was the best thing ever for him.

"My pretty baby" He whispered before taking a big licking of your wet pussy

You jolted and moaned of how good it was to feel his tongue on you. He was eating your pussy so good that you couldn't think straight. Namjoon loved to see how your body reacted when he was touching you and he made it as his mission to make you cum as much as he could. He entered you with one of his long digits. He knew your tight pussy wasn't used enough to his big cock for penetrating you directly. He was pumping you, covering his finger with your juices. When the sliding was smooth enough, he added another finger.

"It feels good, daddy" You moaned with red cheeks — calling him daddy was very new to you at the time

"Your pussy is so tight, I love it. Let's find out if you can take another one" He teased before entering you with a third digit

Fuck, he was stretching you so good that you gasped. Namjoon curled his fingers inside your pussy to hit your g-spot, making you lose your sanity. His tongue was keeping its devilish pattern on your clit and you could feel your orgasm slowly building inside your stomach. Namjoon smirked when your walls got tighter around his fingers. He sped up his pace, just to push you closer to the edge.

"Cum on my fingers. Come on, baby"

His raspy voice against your pussy was a real sin and it was enough for you to go to the other side. You cummed hard on his fingers, screaming his name despite your heavy breathe.

Namjoon stood up to kiss you, your arousal still tasted on his tongue. You were slowly coming back to Earth while Namjoon used the hand that was in your pussy to lube his big cock. You didn't even notice him taking off his clothes. You opened your eyes to awe his buff body. His biceps and abs were flexing as he was pumping himself. He was so damn hot that you had to bite your lower lip to prevent a moan at his sight.

"Open your legs for daddy" Namjoon orders and fuck, you could feel your pussy dripping

You hold your thighs to give as much room for Namjoon as you could and he guided his fat dick to your entrance. The tip was teasing you and you couldn't wait to feel him inside you. You shuddered when the teasing was longer than you thought it would be.

"Beg for it"

Namjoon loved hearing how desperate you were for his cock. It boosted his already huge ego and you didn't mind making it bigger. Namjoon was, in fact, the man you loved and you could do whatever he wanted to make him happy.

"Please, daddy, I need your cock" You begged, making Namjoon satisfied

"Good girl" He praises as he gently entered you

Fuck, he was so big, it was almost painful. When he was fully in you, Namjoon pushed your knees against your chest to open you wider. It made your cunt clench and Namjoon growl. He started pounding you hard and deep. That was no doubt he knew what he was doing. Never a man had fucked you this good and the pleasure was enhanced by this huge size.

Sounds of skins clapping were echoing in the empty apartment like the sweetest melody ever. Your boobs, bouncing in rhythm with Namjoon's dick strokes, appealed him and he bent over to suck on your nipples. You groaned, feeling overwhelmed by all the sensations on your body.

"Fucking big" You choked up, making Namjoon giggle

"Fucking tight" He replied playfully

Your pretty face was torn by pleasure which spurred him to fuck rougher, if it was even possible. You looked so precious like that. His pretty baby.

You felt your second orgasm near so you grabbed Namjoon's hair to kiss him messily. Moans from both sides were mixing between your lips.

"Faster, daddy" You begged, completely delirious

Namjoon did it and you reached your high — again — in no time. You thought that he would slow down but it surely wasn't his intention. He, instead, put one of his warm palms around your neck and the other one on your clit. It was like Namjoon wanted to never end your orgasm but it was too much for you. Your eyes filled with tears and your mouth opened, no sound able to come from your shaking body.

"Look at you" He smirked "So fucked up. Tell daddy how much you love his cock"

"I fucking love your cock!" You screamed

"You're so fucking pretty"

Namjoon pounded a couple of times more before pulling abruptly out of your pussy and jerk him off to paint your stomach with his hot and thick white seed. He took a few seconds to admire his art piece but he didn't wait long before picking it up with his index and middle finger. He brought them up to your mouth.

"Open" He ordered and pushed his digits inside your mouth

You could taste his salty cum on your tongue as you rolled it around his fingers to clean them up.

"Good fucking girl" He praised

He kissed you so gently after that that it surprised you. You didn't think Namjoon could be so caring after fucking you so roughly. But it'd soon be your favourite thing about him. He hugged you tight despite your sticky tummy and his sweaty body — you both didn't care at all about it.

"How about a hot bath?" He offered you with a very sweet voice

You were definitely in love with the man. 

Memories → Next

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Pretty Baby.KNJ [m]

(former) sugardaddy!namjoon x (former) sugarbaby!reader

Genre: smut; short-story

Words: 3.5k

Synopsis: Namjoon is your sugar daddy. However, you can't deny how your heart is jumping in your chest when he calls you his "pretty baby"… But what happens after?

Warnings: angst; unprotected sex; oral sex ; Namjoon is huge 😳; he loves ass; use of "daddy"; pregnancy kink/breeding kink

1 → 2 → 3 (Bonus : Memories ; Doubts & Possibilities)

This part takes place after chapter 3.

This can't be happening. There is no way. You have been careful, very careful even. So why is the pregnancy test positive?

You don't know what to feel right now. You're panicked but also beyond happy to know that you have Namjoon's baby in your belly. However, panic takes the most of you. How will Namjoon react? Yes, you have known him for over a year now but it only has been four little months since you have confessed your feelings and started a 'real' relationship. Won't he think you're trying to cage him? It's way too soon to have a baby. Too soon in your relationship and too soon in your life.

You already imagined your future, and Namjoon was certainly a part of it — a huge part of it. You imagined that, someday, maybe in a few years, you'll get married and then, a few years later, you could have children together. You don't want a family with someone other than Namjoon but it wasn't supposed to be now.

You need time to think. You're way too overwhelmed right now. That's why you send a text to Namjoon, saying that you're too tired tonight and you prefer to stay in your apartment. Well, the apartment he has bought you. Fuck, if he doesn't want the baby, where are you going to live?

You spend the evening crying and caressing your belly in where a little human being already has all your love until you fall asleep.

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"Are you serious?"

Seokjin looks at his friend with rounded eyes. He has known him for years and he has never thought that Namjoon would tell him that one day. He definitely has to take another sip of his whiskey. He doesn't even hear the lounge music of the bar.

"Yes, I don't want to wait any longer. I think it could be a great Christmas present"

"I'm happy for you, man" Seokjin starts with a wince "But don't you think she wants to wait?"

"What do you mean?" Namjoon frowns

"You're 36. You have been crazy, you have lived your youth. It's just normal you're ready to settle down" Ironic when Seokjin is older than Namjoon but absolutely not willing to settle down "But she is, what? 26?"

"25" Namjoon mumbles

"25! Just think about how you were at 25! Did you want to get married?" Seokjin asks

He is not wrong. When Namjoon was 25, all he could think about was fucking hot chicks. He would run away as fast as possible if a girl wanted to even have a date. But you're different than him, right? You don't want to fuck around and you won't run away when he asks you to marry him. Right?

"Look, I'm not saying that to hurt you but I just think you should wait a little longer. She could feel pressured" Seokjin adds as he pats his friend's shoulder

Namjoon sighs and decides that he would get drunk tonight.

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A loud noise coming from the entrance wakes you up. You look at your phone: it's almost three am. You hear a deep growl and recognize Namjoon. You walk to him and witness a very drunk boyfriend of yours — soon to be your baby daddy. He almost can't stand on his feet and he is swinging dangerously as he is trying to take off his shoes.

"Namjoon?"

He lifts up his head and a bright — yet, drunkly lazy — smile paints his face. Your heart melts of how happy he seems to be.

"Baby!"

You quickly join him to prevent his big body from hitting the floor.

"Let me help you" You say before taking off his shoes

You tug him onto your side and lead him to the bed where he falls immediately.

"You seem to have had a great night" You tell him, caressing his blond hair

"Awful" He pouts

"How come?" You smile, amused of how young he looks

"You weren't there" He genuinely answers

Fuck, you love him so much. But a lump chocks your throat when you think that, maybe, he will reject you soon. You instinctively put your hand over your stomach. Thankfully, Namjoon is too drunk to notice it.

"You should take off your clothes and go to bed" Your voice is weak and broken

"You little hussy"

You roll your eyes and try to unbutton his shirt but it's not easy to do when Namjoon's hands find their way underneath your top. You start to panic a little when you feel his fingertips on your stomach, which it's ridiculous since your belly is completely flat. You stop his palms and push them away. You are not in the mood for sex. And Namjoon is way too drunk anyway. He is half sleeping by the time you finish undress him. You snuggle against him and try to forget everything else except him.

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"Is something wrong?" Namjoon asks you with furrowed brows

"No" You lie

You try to give him a smile and hold your towel tighter against your body. You definitely knew he was going to notice something's off: you haven't had sex since you found out you were pregnant and confirmed it with an appointment with your doctor — you even had an ultrasound of your four weeks little bean during which you cried like a baby. That means nine days. You have never spent nine fucking days without sex if Namjoon wasn't gone for a business trip. Never. Especially since you've become an official couple. And more than that, you don't even let Namjoon touch you. Like right now, when he saw you naked in the bathroom and you quickly covered your bare frame with a soft and fluffy towel.

If you are doing that out of an irrational fear of Namjoon finding out the truth, in Namjoon's head, Seokjin's words start making sense. Maybe his friend was right and you just want to have fun. You're young. Maybe you don't want a serious relationship and you are planning of breaking up with him. The last days without sex might be your way of sending a message and letting him down slowly. It's so painful to imagine his life without you. It took him thirty-six years to find you and the year he has spent with you is not enough. A whole life wouldn't be enough.

"Don't lie to me, Y/N. Tell me what's wrong" Namjoon's voice is soft despite the whole earthquake of panic inside him — he is not ready to be brokenhearted

"I'm just tired, that's all" What a terrible liar are you

Namjoon's fists clench. Why don't you tell him? Don't you trust him? Or are you trying to push him away for good? The thought is so painful.

"I love you" He suddenly says

You look up at him in surprise. He just needs you to know that. No matter what happens. He loves you. Even if you're going to break his heart. Fuck, he is such a good man and your hormones are messing with you. You start crying so loud, big rounded tears rolling down your cheeks. Namjoon begins to panic, did he say something wrong? He hugs you tight and rubs your back which makes you cry louder.

"I'm so sorry" You sob in his chest

"What do you mean?" Namjoon asks with a white voice, his brain imagining all kinds of scenarios of you falling in love with another man

"I'm pregnant" You whisper with a broken voice

It's worse when you feel Namjoon's body tensing against yours. Did he hear well?

"You what?" He asks, gulping

"I'm pregnant" You repeat with difficulty

When you're about to convince yourself that you're going to end up all alone with a baby due to his painful silence, Namjoon surprises you by hugging you tighter.

"I love you so much, Y/N" His voice is shaky due to happy tears

Are you really going to make him a father? Sure, he wanted to have kids with you but not now. He just had his fantasy deep in the back of his head but it was like a distant dream. However, he couldn't be happier right now. You, the woman he loves more than anything, have his baby inside you.

He pulls away just to kiss you deeply. He looks into your eyes and he sees the relief in them. That's why you pushed him away lately, because you were afraid. If you knew how happy Namjoon is right now.

"I love you so fucking much" He repeats, making you smile

"I love you too" Your tears shift to happy and relieved ones

His reaction is better than anything you could have imagined. You wonder why you didn't trust him. Namjoon is a good man, he is the man you love. And now, you can't wait to have his baby.

He presses his forehead against yours but his euphoria takes control over his body. He unwraps the towel around you and looks at your stomach, still flat despite the fact you have his fucking baby in you. He didn't think he could love you more and then, he does. His hands caress your belly and then move to your ass. He moans at the feeling of finally being able to squeeze it after nine days.

"Now, I'm going to make love to you" He announces with a raspy voice that goes straight to your pussy

He lifts you up, making you gasp in surprise, and leads you to the bed. He lays you there delicately and starts kissing your neck. Your hands find his soft hair. You missed his touch so much. Shivers run through your body when Namjoon's lips travel down to your boobs. Your nipples are already erected and he rolls his tongue around it. His hand grabs your other tit, twisting and pinching your sensitive nipple. You moan and feel your pussy getting impossibly wet.

Namjoon creates a wet path with his kisses, going down. He stays more than usual on your belly to kiss and rub it. The gesture is so soft that you almost cry.

"I love you little one" He whispers "And I love your mom so much"

Your heart jumps in your chest. It's the first time you realize that you're going to be a mom. The fact that Namjoon calls you that creates all kinds of emotions inside you. You can't describe it but it's very intense.

Namjoon keeps going down and reaches your soaked pussy. He kisses your clit, making you open your mouth by pleasure. His expert tongue draws patterns that make you feel so good. Your back arches to feel him more. He takes big laps of your juices, moaning against your pussy of how good you taste. One of his hand takes a full grab of your ass while the other one teases your entrance. You clench at the emptiness but Namjoon still doesn't enter you.

"Please" You beg

Namjoon smirks and finally digs one finger into your wet pussy. The nine days without sex made your cunt tighter than usual. You groan loud when he quickly adds another finger. He is fingering you fast and deep, making sure to find your g-spot.

You whimper when Namjoon sucks on your clit harder. Pleasure is fogging your brain. You roll up your hips to meet his fingers and tongue better. You grab Namjoon's hair and basically rub your pussy against his face. Nine days without his touch were like torture and you can't wait any longer. You need him, you need all of him. And you moan when you know that you can have it.

"You love fucking my face, don't you baby?" Namjoon teases you

His words are so scandalous but you love it — both his words and fucking his face.

"I want to cum" You shout with a high pitch voice

"Do it, baby" Namjoon says while he presses deeper on your g-spot

"Right here!" You gasp

Namjoon knows you so well, he presses even more, digging his fingers deeper into your pussy. Your walls clench around his digits and his tongue is crazier on your clit. Fuck, he is good. Your toes curl and you bury his face deeper between your legs as you are reaching your high. Namjoon's name escapes your lips in a scream impossible to withhold. But you start shaking when Namjoon doesn't stop nor slow his moves. The overstimulation is too much to bear and you tug on his soft hair harder, making him growl. When spams run over your body and your legs try to close around his head, Namjoon stops his delightful torture.

"I missed you cumming" He tells you before reaching up to kiss you, giving you a taste of your juices

He gets rid of his clothes fast and you blush at his huge cock. Your hand moves by itself and you delicately wrap your fingers around his fat length. The velvet skin is so smooth and Namjoon seems to love your touch since he twitches in your fist. You slowly jerk him off and he closes his eyes in delight. Yeah, he missed having sex so bad.

You guide him to your entrance and Namjoon pushes his tip inside your pussy. You moan as you feel him filling you. He buries himself deep inside you. He kisses you as he is resting without moving a few seconds, knowing how much his cock is stretching you right now. He intertwines your fingers on both sides of your head and you wrap your legs around him to hug him tighter. His slow pace is so good, building up the tension inside your body. You feel him and all his moves into your pussy. He is so intense, yet so soft, his thumbs caressing the back of your hands.

"I guess you'll get to call me daddy again" He jokes but it actually makes you clench around his cock

"Fuck me harder, daddy" You moan, to tease him but also because you do love when he fucks you hard

Namjoon growls and lifts up to pound into you faster and deeper. His sensual pace is long gone and he just fucks you rough like you love. Your tits bounce at each dick stroke, attracting Namjoon. He can't help grabbing one of your boobs, pinching your nipple hard to make you whine and clench your pussy.

"My little baby mama" His words make your walls tighten and moan "Shit, you love this, don't you?" Namjoon says in a breathe, surprised and pleased

Fuck, why does it make you so horny? Your walls tighten and Namjoon loves how you react. Having his baby is making you clench around his big dick and he loves it. His eyes lock on your belly and he can't wait to see it big and round, full of his baby. He almost cums when he thinks about everyone knowing he fucked you so good that he put a baby in you.

He pounds deeper, making your skins clap in a sinful way. You caress his flexing abs with your fingertips and you still can't believe Namjoon is your man. He is so fucking handsome. He fucks you so good. You gesture him to kiss you and he does. Your lips connect in a messy way but you don't care as long as you can kiss him.

"I love you" You whisper

"I love you too, pretty baby"

You feel Namjoon's hand on your belly and your orgasm is close. Your moans get choked and your head roll back.

"You gonna make me cum" You say, making Namjoon pump rougher into your tight and dripping cunt

"Come on baby, cum on daddy's cock"

Your legs squeeze Namjoon's body and you pussy clenches, your orgasm very much on the edge. He gives you a last hard pound and you fall down into high.

"Fuck, Namjoon!" You scream when a huge wave of arousal washes over you, making you forget your name

Namjoon kisses your neck and shoulder, waiting for you to reach down to Earth. You lazily caress his sticky hair and hum in happiness. You are happy right now. Because of him, because of his love, of his touch. And also because of the little baby inside you.

Namjoon rolls over and places you on top of him. He slaps your ass to urge you to ride him. His huge cock is deep in you, immediately touching the right spot. You take support on his buff chest and start jumping on his dick. Little whimpers escape your lips as your head rolls back in pleasure. Namjoon looks at your perfect body: your jolting boobs, your soft belly, your thighs around his pelvis and your glistening pussy taking his cock so well.

His hands grabs your asscheeks to settle the pace. He makes you ride him rough, wet clapping sounds echoing the bedroom.

"Fuck" You moan

"You are so beautiful" He praises you and your heart melts "I can't believe you're having my baby"

You tenderly smile at him, slowing your pace so you can caress his cheek with one of your hand. Your tenderness is definitely one of the things Namjoon loves the most about you. He kisses your hand before you place it back on his chest.

"I can't believe you put a baby in me" You reply and you get the hint that Namjoon loves it since you feel his cock twitch in your cunt "You fucked me so good that I have your baby now"

You have never seen Namjoon so proud, happy and horny at the same time. He lifts up his torso so he can stay in a sit position. His hand grabs the back of your neck and he presses his lips on yours, claiming you.

"I'm going to put so many babies in you, Y/N. Everyone will see who fucks you" He growls and you clench

Fuck, his words are so crude yet so tempting.

"I can't wait to see your big belly full of my child"

Namjoon starts thumping into your cunt and you have to grab his shoulders to stay still under his rough moves. Your walls tighten again and you bring one of your hands down to rub your clit.

"That's it baby, make yourself cum" Namjoon spurs you

"Fuck me harder" You beg him

Namjoon delivers a harsh spank on your ass, making you clench as he pounds harder and deeper. At each rub of your fingers on your clit, your cunt gets tighter. You are so close, you can't even breathe evenly.

"I'm gonna cum, Joonie" You say breathlessly

"Go ahead"

Namjoon kisses you, swallowing your loud moans as you're cumming all over his cock. Your body shivers and Namjoon keeps his pace. You whimper when you feel how sensitive your pussy is after three orgasms but you want Namjoon to cum too. You roll your hips as he fucks you, spurring him to fill you up.

"Put another baby in me" You tease him

He hides his face in your neck and bites your skin gently. You don't know how much he loves it. He is close too, his unsteady moves making you know.

"My baby mama" He whispers with a last, harsh, deep dick stoke and throw his hot shots of cum inside your wet and messy pussy

Both breathless, you keep hugging each other tight. Tears fill your eyes again when you realize that Namjoon is by your side and that he loves you and the little human inside you.

"Hey, baby, don't cry" He soothes you as he kisses your nose

"I love you so much, Namjoon. And I was so stressed the last days" You confess, feeling finally lighter

"I love you too. Believe me when I say I'm so happy. The happiest man alive. You make me so happy. Actually..."

Namjoon delicately pulls out and makes you sit on the bed. He goes to his abandoned suit vest on the floor. He grabs a little thing you can't identify. He quickly goes back to you and gives you a little box. Your heart, your breathe and pretty much everything stops as you open it and discover a beautiful and shiny ring.

"I wanted to give it to you on Christmas but you've beat me at the best gift" He says, playfully but also emotional

"What does it mean?" You ask in a whisper, you don't want to misinterpret it because your heart won't survive it

"Marry me. Please?" Namjoon's voice is soft but a little shaky

"You can't ask me to marry you after sex!" You exclaim, crying of how happy you are

"You told me you loved me while I was fucking your ass" Namjoon replies with a pout

"Namjoon!" You gasp, still embarrassed by the memory

"Can you please give me a respond? Because I'm not sure I can handle the stress anymore"

"Yes!"

You jump at him, kissing his lips, his cheeks, his nose, his forehead. Everything you can. You laugh and cry at the same time and Namjoon is nothing better. He grabs your shaky hand with his shaky one and slided the diamond ring onto your finger.

"I love you so much, Namjoon" You say with emotion cracking your voice

"I love you, pretty babies"

@gimeow @whoreseok723 @wecanpretendit @missbangtangirl @dprmoon @baechugff @parkinglot-nights @nikkinik485 @hoseokteardrop

Happy birthday Namjoon 💜

12.09.2023 💫

underrated jikook backhug

Old art that I never posted anywhere pt.2

Kim Namjoon

Heyooo Mochi💕 You said your Drabble requests are open and you want something for the hyung line🙈💗 That's why I wanted to ask if I could request something smutty for Namjoon with a innocence looking girlfriend but has such a dirty mind🙈 Maybe also with size kink and praise kink? I hope that's not too specific! Send love, Tipsy💜

Writing lyrics~

Kim Namjoon × reader;

"Dada~" you whimpered, trying to get the attention of your boyfriend, which was still not focused on you. How dared him? He've been busy all day long, writing lyrics , his work keeping him away of you. Your lips formed a pout, disappointment washing over you.

Stroking your pout on his neck, you crawled more into his lap, straddling his hips, positionating yourself exactly on his buldge, making him slightly jump. You smirked. "Dada- " you thought you got him then, but Namjoon was still not giving you even a glance.

You huffed and started to bounce into his lap "Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy!!!" rubbing yourself on the material of his thin shorts. Namjoon made a warning sound, coming from the back of his neck, a sound which was usually making your blood freeze in your veins. Well, this time, you wanted to tease him for not giving you your kisses and cuddles that you deserved.

"Dada, dada, dada!!!" you whimpered and whined, bouncing hard and fast, right on top of his buldge. "O-Oh!" you moaned when your boyfriend pushed you harder on his -now- big erection, holding your hips with a tight grip, that you were sure it will leave marks later.

"Such a dirty kitten you are, Y/N..." he whispered in your ear, using his tongue to touch your ear lobe, pulling it into his mouth to suck on it, making you close your eyes and lean into his well defined chest(NAMTIDDIES), a soft sound escaping your lips. "You couldn't wait for some hours for daddy to take care of you?" he asked you, rolling his hips on you, stimulating your clothed clitoris.

"Mmm..." you said. "D-Daddy I didn't mean to make you horny...I just wanted your attention- " you were cut of by Namjoon sliding two of his fingers into your mouth, which you imediately sucked on. His smirk grew wider. "Come on, little kitten. Don't play innocent, I know such a dirty girl you are for me and such a sucker for my cock, as well." You moaned only at his words, agreeing.

"Good girl." And without any other word, he pushed your wet panties aside, with the free hand and took out his huge cock. And yes, it was HUGE. He groaned when he felt your juices coaxing his tip, he couldn't wait more so he slid the full length of his thick and long cock inside your tight hole, making you almost jump out of his lap, moaning on his fingers.

"How about the princess to ride daddy while he is writing some lyrics?"

Author's note: with love !!💞

He's so fucking fine.....

❁ pictures you've taken of your boyfriend, Namjoon

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Synopsis - Pretty simple, a set of hcs describing BTS and their tendencies as Yanderes

Warnings - Acts of violence, branding, mentions of kidnapping, Literal murder.

Authors Note - I'm going to be constantly filling my queue with headcanons just to keep you guys fed with more content, most of it will be fandoms I want to write for yet don't really have the time for a full fledged fic

A friendly reminder that all my works are dark fanfiction! Please if you do not like that do not read them! This is your final warning before hitting the keep reading button!!

Jin - Delusional

He will actively treat you as if you'd been together for years

Somewhere deep in his mind he knows that you two are not actually together but why would he face that reality when he could just change his own

Slowly as time progresses and he has you stuck in his clutches he's going to drive you to the point of believing the fantasy he's been living

When Jin kills he makes up some excuse that's he'd had in his head, like a guy you'd known for a while the entire time was stalking you and waiting for the perfect moment to kill you! He swears!

He'll begin change memories and things you for sure know about yourself

It's all in a futile attempt to change his reality to be yours as well

Namjoon - Overprotective

Joon will go to war over you

If anyone dares to touch you he's instantly onto them, attacking, yet he picks his fights well

Being connected to money knows men in both high and low places, willing to do anything for a buck

Joon will never get his hands dirty messing with shit like that. He's too busy pampering and protecting you to worry. Unless it's a instant thing that he can't wait to maliciously organize. He will take that risk to make you safer

Yet his overprotection is smothering, he'll lock you away and make you believe that your in danger 24/7

The world is dangerous and under his care you'll be safe and loved!

Yoongi - Possessive

He loves making the world aware of how yours his and his only

You belong to Yoongi.

He'll show that possession based on how you act, be good and he'll leave a few hickeys and what not, nothing too big of a deal

Yet act out of line and that turns into more permanent means such as tattoos, which he will gladly pay for

This possessive side of him also comes out when it comes to the people you surround yourself with,Yoongi often picking your “bad” friends off one by one claiming that he knows what's best for you

In the end your utterly alone, Yoongi controlling every aspect of your social life, always seemingly upping the stakes everytime you act out of line

Hoseok - Clingy

He can't live without you

So anytime you get iffy and are about to leave he makes threats to not harm you but harm himself keeping you trapped in this perpetual loop of not leaving him out of pity for him

This man will spend every second with our and if he doesn't he swears he's dying

If you aren't living together, he will blow up your phone 24/7 and even a couple of minutes late he goes into a frenzy and blows up your phone even more, then using that as an excuse to come over

Once he sees that your fine he just kind of stays there not wanting to leave, and he will find the smallest task to do in your house

When it comes to him actually taking out people he sees as bad for you, he does that in complete secrecy. He didn't want to scare you away

The one thing about him is that he rarely gets mad because by him getting mad he can scare you away and why would he ever want that

Jimin - Manipulative

Jimin can lie like a mf.

He's probably done it straight from the start, using his persuasion to make himself more appealing to him

The worst part is that Jimin remembers his lies, so he keeps up with what's he's told you and what he hasn't

A prime example is that he's told you that Wednesday nights he gets busy with hanging out with his friends, a form of designated him time. That was a cover up only used once while he killed a perv that came on to you constantly at work, but Jimin kept this up always leaving Wednesday nights, having that be some sort of allotted time for him to get his anger out and fuck up anyone who fucks with you

He's also always painted others a villian when you find out about some of the things he'd been doing, like telling your friends off and demanding for them to leave you alone

Hed claim that they'd hurt him or were planning to hurt him, and how could you say he was wrong, he was the most honest man you met your entire life

If you only knew how often he'd been lying just to keep you around

Taehyung - Obsessive

He has a shrine. That's right a shrine.

That's how obsessed Taehyung is.

His shrine is filled with little things he's kept as a form of remembrance to you. Like a strand of your hair or a pair of your panties he'd kept after snooping around in your room

And he will not let up his obsessive stalking and spying when you eventually decide to get with him and be official

When it comes to murder he has no qualms with doing it, plus he can just keep on hiding and hiding it

He just hides it better, and most his behavior is seen as romantic to you since well, you are a couple

He just doesn't know how to act in a relationship… right?

Jungkook - Self Indulgent

Literally everything he does with you or too you is for his own gain

Being with you, all apart of his own gain. Not only are you attractive but you will stay with him no matter what he does out of fear! That's perfect for him

He's a creepy dude, and won't shame you for thinking that, he's powerful too. His status just speaks for itself

Even when he kills for you, he makes sure that he gets some gain from it too, without that gain for the both of your or the couple as a whole, why would he even worry about it

Written in the Pages (RM) CH1

 𝄆𝄞 Late January, 2013 𝄇

I wrap my scarf loosely around my neck and step out of the house. I stare down at the familiar path of bricks under my feet as I walk to school. The sky is the same shade of gray and despite the brisk wind, there are no leaves on the trees to be rustled.

When I get to school, I sit down at the back of the room and pull out my book to read. My classmates bicker around me but I don't look up, lest I be reminded of my own loneliness. I shut my book tightly once the bell rings, noticing someone sitting only a few desks in front of me. It was Namjoon. I had liked him since around November but learned better than to get my hopes up. He wouldn't even be friends with someone like me. It's not that he was necessarily popular, but he did have some friends. I rarely spoke, so he most likely didn't know my name.

Lessons began and I tried to keep myself from staring. It isn't like anyone would really notice though, as I am in the back corner. It's better if I don't encourage myself and just suppress these feelings like I always have.

Soon enough my classes are over and I'm walking back home. As I go, I notice two girls around my age chatting with each other. They're laughing and seem to be having such a good time, I can't help but feel envious. I haven't had a best friend like that in such a long time. I only start to feel worse listening to what they're saying.

"I know! Taehyung really is so hot... if only he'd notice me!"

"Yeah, but have you seen his friend? What was his name..."

"Namjoon?"

"Yes! He's in one of my classes, I want to get to know him"

"You should!"

"But what do I say?"

"Don't worry about it! I'm sure he likes you back anyway"

"I hope so"

I keep my head down and continue walking. Still, their words get to me. They were both so pretty...oh course he'd go for someone more like them. I'm confident in who I am. Really. It's just that Namjoon is nothing like me. He has plenty of friends and admirers, all of them do. He is going to date someone in his social circle, like them.

Once I get home I grab some banana milk from the fridge and sit down at my desk. Pulling out a pen, I work on my manuscript.

𝄆𝄞 Namjoon POV𝄇

"What's her name?"

I turned to my friend Hoseok and smiled.

"y/n"

"Wait... how long have you had a crush on her?"

"Since spring last year, around April"

"It's almost been a whole year!" Jungkook whined, "why are you only telling us this now?"

"I was nervous! I haven't even talked to her..."

I looked up at my friends who were shocked by my confession. Finally, Jimin spoke up:

"You need to make a plan soon if you ever want her to notice you. You're both graduating this year, remember?"

"I know, but what do I even say to her? She's just so... so perfect. I don't want to ruin any chance I have by saying something stupid"

"Well, you've liked her for this long. Do you know of anything she likes?" Taehyung questioned.

"Hmmm, she's really intelligent. She also really likes books, every time I see her she's reading one. Would that work? Should I try talking to her about that?"

They seemed to approve of that. After talking for a bit longer, I went home and made a plan. Tomorrow I will try talking to her before class starts.

𝄆 𝄞 𝄇

The next day I got up earlier. I walked to class and didn't get distracted talking to people. I was determined. I didn't realize until I settled down in my seat that there were still over fifteen minutes before homeroom would start.

After waiting for only a few minutes, she walked in. She took my breath away, though she was just wearing our school uniform. I started fiddling with my hands under my desk, the nerves getting to me. Slowly I stood from the desk and approached her.

"Um... hi" I mumbled.

She glanced up from her book and immediately her eyes widened. She opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out. Did I upset her?

"I just uh.... Wanted to know what book you're reading?"

"Oh." She hesitated, "it's just... something I found in the library. It's in a series actually"

"Nice. Sounds good"

She nodded and looked back down to the pages.

"...maybe I'll check it out"

With that I returned to my seat, hoping it wasn't too obvious how flustered I was. That was my first time actually talking to her! It was so awkward though... Does she not like me? Was something I said wrong? She seemed so indifferent.

𝄆𝄞 Y/N POV𝄇

I stared down at my book but unable to focus at all. What was that? Did my crush actually just talk to me? What is happening?

I sigh to myself. He probably just likes reading too, and wanted to know what book it was. I'm sure it's nothing personal, he doesn't even know my name. Still, a part of me feels excited, like maybe I have a chance.

Written in the Pages (RM) CH2

Today when I enter the classroom, something unusual happens.

"Hey Y/N!" Namjoon says once I walk in.

Are we this close yet? I've never even talked to him before aside from yesterday...

I smile and give a small wave before sitting down at my desk. I couldn't focus during the remainder of class, my thoughts always returning to him. Why is he trying to be friends with me? He already is popular, I blend into the background. 

Eventually the bell rings and students are rushing out the door to lunch. I stand and pause to sort out my supplies in my backpack. I hear footsteps entering the classroom and mumbling, but disregard it.

"Come on, you can do it!" A voice whispers, "Just ask her!"

"Okay okay,"

Suddenly I feel like someone is looking at me. I slowly look up and almost jump when I find him in front of me. 

"H-hi Namjoon" I say under my breath. 

"Hey!" He says a little nervously, "We were wondering if you wanted to have lunch with us"

"...us?" I ask.

"Oh! I didn't introduce myself. I'm Jimin" A slightly shorter boy says as he walks out from behind Namjoon, "You must be Y/N then, right?"

"Yeah... wait, how do you know my name?"

"Namjoon told m-"

"Haha, why wouldn't he know you? This is a small school after all" Namjoon interrupts while slightly kicking the boy behind him.

"So, what do you say? Are you busy?" Namjoon asks.

"N-No..." I admit, still wondering why on Earth they, some of the most popular people at this school, want to have lunch with me.

𝄆 𝄞 𝄇

We arrive at the busy cafeteria, loud and busy with people walking over to meet their friends, talking and calling out to each other. Suddenly a hand waves us over to a table, and I follow the two boys in front of me. 

When we get to the table, we're greeted by five others. Namjoon motions for me to sit down in-between him and Jimin. Though I know who all of them are, I still feel awkward sitting here. Eyes watch me from around the room, because everyone else can see how I don't belong at this table. They are too popular for me. 

"This is Y/N, everyone" Namjoon thankfully saves me from having to introduce myself. 

"We know who she is! I'm Jungkook though" Yells out the boy sitting across from me. 

They continue going around the table introducing themselves. I try to stay calm and greet each person. I try to make eye contact with them but eventually fail, looking down at the floor. 

Once they were done introducing themselves to me, the conversation moved on to other things. I was too flustered to make out what they were saying until something caught my attention.

"What? We have to learn the choreography for it already?" Namjoon starts complaining, "I only just finished learning the last one"

"What choreography?" I asked curiously.

"W-well," He stutters out, "I'm training to be a K-POP idol... We're all in a group actually"

"Really? That's so cool." I reply, "I could never do that. I'm terrible at dancing"

"So is he" Jimin responds with a laugh.

"Hey! I'm not that bad..." He retorts. 

We all laugh and they continue talking about their choreographies and practices. Eventually the bell rings again, signaling for us to go to our next class. 

"It was really nice meeting you today, Y/N!" Taehyung says to me as he disappears into the crowd. 

I wave goodbye to all of them, until only me and Namjoon are left. I look up at him only to find that he's already looking at me. A slight blush forms on my face as he begins to speak.

"Uhm, I had a lot of fun today. Want to have lunch with us again tomorrow?" He asks me.

"Sure" I say. 

Despite the fun I had, the same question still plagues my thoughts. I have to ask him. 

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Mhm" he hums. 

"Why do you want to talk to me?"

Written in the Pages (RM) CH3

𝄆 𝄞 Namjoon POV 𝄇

"Why do you want to talk to me?"

I froze up. Why do I want to talk to you? Because I like you... But now is too early for a confession like that. Am I that awkward? Is she bored of me? Why is she asking a question like this, is it not enough to just have lunch with someone new?

"I-"

"Namjoon, we're going to be late! Let's go!" Yoongi calls out from a distance.

I start to follow him as I walk towards my next class, turning around to say to her:

"Because

I

like

you"

It was the only thing I could think of. That was the reason, after all. I just hope the noise of the crowd around us was enough to block out my unplanned confession. Nervously, I ran to my next class to ensure I'd be there on time, the blush still covering my face as I left.

𝄆 𝄞 Y/N POV 𝄇

As he ran off into the hallways, he said one last thing to me. Though I saw his mouth move, the only words I could make out were 'Because I'. That doesn't really answer my question, but he has a certain look of sincerity in his eyes that makes me believe him. Maybe he doesn't need a reason to be friends with me, maybe I only blend in because I've never tried to stand out. Maybe I'm more than what others have led me to believe.

𝄆 𝄞 𝄇

This evening as I sat at my desk, I scrolled through Instagram on my phone. In the suggested accounts for me to follow, Namjoon's was there. I can tell by the profile picture and posts he made of him and some of his friends whom I met today.

My thumb hovers over the follow button, still trying to decide if it's too soon or not.

Before I have a chance to make a decision, my cat jumps onto my desk and rattles the table. Petting her a few times, I look back down at my phone and realize I accidentally already clicked follow.

oh

no

When I come back to my room after having dinner, I check my phone, surprised to find two new notifications. 'One new follower' and 'one unread message'. I open up the app and see that he followed me back, but what surprises me more is the DM.

"Hey :)"

Written in the Pages (RM) CH4

𝄆 𝄞 Your POV 𝄇

"Hey :)"

How do I respond? How did he find my account? Oh no, it sent a read receipt! He'll know I saw it immediately! I have to type out a reply quickly...

"Hey! What's up?"

"Nothing much. I saw you followed me, this is Y/N, right?"

"Ah, yes. That's me!"

I decide not to tell him the follow was on accident. If he learns that, he'll start to question why I was on his account at all. Besides, a little more confidence couldn't hurt me.

"So.. what are you up to?"

"Not anything special.. haha. Just working on my manuscript"

"Manuscript? What are you writing?"

"It's been my dream since I was younger to become an authors, so I kinda started working on a book :)"

"That's so cool! What's it about?"

"Like the whole thing?"

"Yeah haha"

"Well, so basically, it's kinda just a classic romance I guess. But I wanted to write about like, this big university with so many people but the main character is kinda shy and doesn't know that many people. That's kinda it."

"But she finds love?"

"Yeah, this guy notices her and brings her out of her shell a bit"

"That's really cute :)"

"I can't wait to read it when it comes out!"

"Thanks! Though I don't know if I'll be able to publish it T-T"

"Well, I can be your first fan"

My heart skips a beat at his comment. I surprised myself with how easy it was to talk to him over text instead. I decide to change the topic over to him.

"So.. how's the idol stuff going?"

"Good! We're on break right now. We just finished learning the new choreography. Or at least they did.. I'm still lost"

"Dang, you're still at practice? You guys work really hard"

"That's what it takes. I hope we get a weekend off soon, though."

"Well, I can be your first fan then. Unless that slot's already taken?"

"NO no no! You can be my first fan :)"

"ER- the group's first fan"

"I dunno, you guys seem to be pretty popular hehe"

"?"

"How?"

"C'mon, you can't seriously say you haven't heard people talking about you."

"No,.. I haven't. Good things?"

"Yeah, good things"

"What do they say?"

"Oh y'know, you're so cute, I love you, I wanna be your girlfriend"

"***they say that. Not me"

"You don't think I'm cute? :("

"I didn't say that"

"But no"

":("

"Well, I think you're cute"

I set the phone down on the table. I feel my face burning from his compliment. When did this start happening? Last time I checked, no one was all that interested in flirting with me.

"I have to go to bed. I'll talk to you later"

Without another word I put down my phone and head to bed.

Purple Ink (RM)

[Words in bold are in Korean]

I begin another doodle on my arm. It's nearly filled now with sketches from my ballpoint pen.

"Seriously, I can't believe your soulmate's never asked you to stop. Your drawings are everywhere at this point" my friend Stacy laughs.

I finish up the rose I'm drawing, "I'm sure they love my drawings. They've told me themself."

Stacy sighs, "I wish my soulmate talked to me more.. do you think I'll ever find them?"

"Easy. Just write your name really big on your forehead, they won't miss you."

"That is FAR from a solution, Y/N."

I laugh and look back down at my arm. A small heart appears next to the flower.

----

A Weverse notification interrupts my thoughts as I walk through the door. "RM started a Live" I open the live.

Namjoon and Hoseok are painting. I giggle as Namjoon spills some ink on his arm. Shutting my phone off, I go to take care of the pile of dishes in the sink.

As I pull my sleeves up, I notice a splatter over my wrist.

"What the.."

I run over and grab my phone. Pulling up the app again, I stiffen at the sight.

Namjoon's purple ink stain covers his wrist, a few splatters on his palm. Exactly like mine.

"No way... it can't be" I mumble.

Slowly, I grab a pen and write a small note on my arm by the splatter. Like clockwork, it shows up on his arm: "Namjoon?"

-----

The next few days, twitter had been blowing up about us.

"Namjoon's soulmate is an ARMY?"

"Guys! She knows! She found him!"

"Aww, that's sweet. Let's be happy for them."

"Wait, you mean they haven't met yet?"

I sigh, bringing my head to my hands.

"What do you want to do about it?" Stacy asks.

"I don't know.. I'm happy but I'm sad and I just don't know what to do. I'm surprised that he's someone I've admired for so long, but I feel dumb for not ever noticing. And I never imagined meeting my soulmate would be like... this. What if ARMY hates me? I don't want to cause him trouble. What if-"

"Relax, girl. I've only seen supportive comments so far. Everyone knows that you can't control soulmates, I'm sure it'll be fine."

"Yeah, I just, i dunno." I slump down in my chair, "it's not like I'll ever get to meet him anyways. It's a lost cause."

"Hey! Chill out. What you need to do is give him a way to find you."

"Such as?" I grumble.

"Such as posting your art online. I've been telling you forever, your creations are too good to keep to yourself! And if you post them, soon enough either he'll find you or ARMY will"

"That's... that's not a bad idea."

And that's how you got here. You'd been posting for two weeks now, but only had about 12 followers.

"Trust the process! He'll find you. It takes time to build an account." Stacy assured you.

"I just feel like the art should be for me, not a faceless algorithm."

"I'm sure he'll find you. He sees your art every day."

"I hope so" I mutter.

-----

I scrolled on my phone half-awake. I couldn't fall asleep, so I decided to explore my feed on instagram. Suddenly, I received a like. And another like. And a follow. And soon enough, a message.

"Who..." I mumbled.

My eyes widened as I see the message they sent me. (Messages by them are in THIS COLOR, messages by you are in THIS COLOR :))

"I'd recognize your art anywhere"

I shiver at their words. Looking at their account, it doesn't help in figuring out who this is. A part of me carries a small hope. It must be Namjoon! He must have found me! But I don't want to get hurt.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Namjoon :) You draw on my arm all the time.."

No... no way. It can't be. What am I supposed to say to my soulmate? What if it's just Stacy pulling some sick prank on me?

"Hmm, prove it then."

Suddenly I feel a tingling sensation on my wrist as words begin to appear.  'Hello artist'. I quickly scratch out a message in our chat room.

"Oh my god, it's really you! I never thought I'd find you.."

"Well you did :) I love your drawings by the way. I'm a big fan."

"No, that's what I'M supposed to be saying. You're music is seriously amazing. I can't believe I get to be your soulmate.."

"You're so cute"

I blush. Not sure what to say, I wait for him to speak again.

"How long have you known?"

"That I'm your soulmate haha"

"Oh, uh, I was watching your live with j-hope"

"Ah, so when I spilled the paint on myself? That isn't very romantic..."

"Well, I'm glad you did regardless."

A question sits at the back of my throat. Suddenly my fingers begin to type it.

"How did you find me?"

He begins to type.

"It's actually kind of similar. I've been following you for a while now. I found your page maybe, two weeks ago? You didn't have too many posts up at the time but as you started posting more, I guess I just kinda realized one day. Like your drawings felt like home to me. And one day I was looking at your art on my Lock Screen, and then down at my arm, and it just hit me. So I decided to message you haha"

"Dfbivaldhflvahf ok wait you made my art your Lock Screen?"

"Shoot. Shouldn't have sent that part"

I giggle.

"Um, I guess where do you live?"

"No no not like that-"

"I feel like I'm messing this whole soulmates thing up already??"

"Like do you also live in Korea or..?"

"Ah, no.. sorry. I live in (INSERT COUNTRY NAME)"

"Don't be sorry! Y'know.. we're actually going to be doing a comeback soon with a tour :D"

"I'll talk and see if we can go there!"

————

I shiver in the cold hallway. He told me to meet him here, is he still coming? Maybe I should leave.. NO! That's silly. He's coming, Y/N. Just be patient.

Suddenly I hear sneakers squeak against the tile. Turning to my left, I notice him. Him. The boy I've been messaging for 7 months now. The one I've been waiting to meet. The one I love.

His dark hair bounces as he runs, star-like shimmers glimmering in his eyes. He slides in front of me, skidding a bit on the slick floor.

"It's you, you're here, I" He pants.

"Hi Namjoon" I smile.

Suddenly my head goes blank. All those months of texting, and I have nothing to say.

"Erm, good luck with the concert."

He checks his watch, "Oh, right, haha. I was so excited to meet you that I forgot about the concert."

"Hey! ARMYs paid good money to be here tonight. Don't forget about them because of me"

He smiles and pulls me into a hug. We swing from left to right as we talk. After around 15 minutes, a staff member informs us that we have to go for him to perform.

Once he leaves I sink down to the floor, clutching my phone to me. I daydream about reality, the moments only seconds ago that somehow already feel so distant. Wonder when I'll see him again. Wonder if it'll be soon.

"I can't believe she's his soulmate"

"I know, right? I mean, is the universe sure that they're destined?"

Laughter from the two staff members pulls me out of my lovely daze. Why are they so rude? What did I do? Do they assume I don't know Korean just because we spoke in English?

A third girl working there spoke up, "C'mon guys, let's not be so mean. We don't even know her yet!"

"Yeah, but like, have you seen her?" The previous staff questions.

"Yeah, what about her?"

"She's just... not what I thought she'd look like."

"She could be listening now," the third girl said, "I think she seems perfectly nice. You should give her a chance."

Without another word she walks out of the room and into the hallway, where I was listening. I look up to her from the floor, my eyes glistening with tears.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! You must have heard them. They're like that to everyone, don't worry."

I nod and turn away, "Yeah no, it's just... old insecurities coming back"

"Well don't let them," she smiles, "I, along with I'm sure Namjoon, think you're gorgeous."

I laugh, "Thank you. You are too"

"I have to be! It's hard keeping up with my worldwide handsome boyfriend" She jokes.

"Wait, are you?"

"Minji, Kim Seokjin's soulmate" She grins.

We talk together while we watch the concert from the waiting room. Apparently she's been with the boys for 2 years, which is a little intimidating. Am I going to have to meet them later? What if-

"Everything alright?" Minji asks.

"y-yeah!" I nod.

"Don't worry, you'll be okay"

I turn to her. Did she know? Suddenly, Namjoon and the rest of the members pour into the room.

He pulls me into a hug, "How did we do, baby?"

I blush at the nickname, mumbling, "You guys were amazing"

"Were you nice to Y/N?" Seokjin asks Minji.

She sighs, "yes, but Ari and Chaeyeong said stuff about her"

"What did they say?" Namjoon yells.

"They were just being rude. Talking about what she looks like and if she's good enough for you, and...y'know"

Unknowingly, I had begun to tug harder at Namjoon's shirt while tears threatened to form. He pulls his arms tighter around me, "Hey, hey, it's okay. You're perfect. Don't listen to them, Minji's right. They're always like this. We are all here for you, we love you. None of the things you're insecure about mean anything to me. To me, you are perfect."

"I-I.." He pulls away to look at my face.

"You're crying but you're smiling.. I don't understand"

"They're happy tears" I grinned, "Because, I can't believe the universe thought to give me the luck that is you."