"Show me what a man you are. I gotta learn somewhere, right? Cause I'm such a girl." Which was what he was always teased over. Well, if he was such a girl, he wanted to be fucked right. Hopefully Soohyun could get him there. Namjoon moaned and thrusted his hips up against Soohyun, turning his head so he could look at Yoongi and catch his eyes.
Even if he'd left now, he'd seen enough to make Namjoon feel like he'd won something. He whined needily and squirmed under Soohyun, bucking up against him. "Fuck me hard. Show me your danger."
Yoongi left as quickly as possible, closing the door behind himself and immediately scolding himself - as he heard the sounds coming from inside. Why the hell hadn't he left way sooner? Why had he even walked in in the first place? How much of that could he really blame on wanting to keep Namjoon safe and how much on just plain wanting to see it. Wanting to see him that way.
It was embarrassing. Yoongi closed his eyes and tried to move past it, but the moaning was not helping. Fuck.
"So you've got the hots for your bodyguard, huh? You really are a girl, crushing on every guy you see." Soohyung thrust inside Namjoon, fucking him as demanded.
"No but it's important that everyone knows who they're running around for and what he likes in a boy. Helps. People take note." Did Soohyun even know he had just been manipulated? Did he grasp how many boys Namjoon had connections too. Videos of. Pictures of. So much blackmail material, so many wrapped around his fingers - for an ugly nerd who could never get laid in high school, he was definitely finding his place now.
It turned out that leaning into his less masculine side was the way to do it. Go figures. Once Soohyun came inside him, Namjoon met his thrusts a few more times before he came himself, panting heavily. "Mmm. Nice."
"Oh yeah. Real nice." Soohyun grinned, rolling onto his back, one arm still around Namjoon as he sighed happily. "Bet I give it to you better than anyone else." What kind of competition did he have anyway? "Hobi's about as girly as you anyway."
Well, he was kind of a wimp, at least. "You like being a brat, huh? You love the consequences."
No, Soohyun had no idea that Namjoon was ever anything other than horny for him. Manipulation didn't enter his mind when it came to this.
"No guy fucks me as hard as you do, Soohyun. You're something special." Eh, kinda dime a dozen and the way he spoke to him became more and more irksome. Which was, worryingly, kind of a turn on. Okay, so he liked humiliation and name calling but only in bed. Being called an idiot, sissy or girl outside of this headspace? Just annoying.
"Why do you care so much about the others? Are you jealous or worried that I like them more? Aww, that's so cute."
Namjoon grinned like a dork, harmless and unassuming. He put his arms behind his head. "Lovers may be enemies but they never can be friends because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations." Well. He was still a nerd. "Byron was somewhat of an expert."
"...what? Oh, come on. I don't need you reciting poetry in bed. Seriously, you are hot now. Why are you still such a nerdy loser?" Soohyun rolled his eyes, but he also leaned in to kiss Namjoon's shoulder. "I want you to know who gives it to you best, so you don't forget. Gotta treat me right so I'll treat you right, yeah? Needs a real man to handle someone like you."
Besides, Namjoon was a good contact. He didn't want to lose him.
"Who gives it to me best? Hmmmmmmmmm. I'll think on it." Namjoon laughed teasingly as he rolled out of bed and away from Soohyun, picking up his pants. Whatever, this asshole called him a brat, a nerd and a loser today. He was happy to walk away from him while he was trying to assert dominance. It just meant he'd be a fun fuck next time they met up - he'd be all worked up.
"Call me, hyung. I gotta go get my bodyguard. Important -- Important business and all that."
"Whatever." No, Soohyun wasn't a big fan of that teasing, but he was also feeling lazy after this, so he didn't care enough to teach Namjoon a lesson right away. "You just need to be spanked." Maybe next time. His ass did look like it needed it in those panties he wore. Fuck. That had been really hot.
"I'll be sure to pass that on to whatever boy I see next." With a playful smile, he walked out of the room... still with his pants in his hands and thus, greeted Suga in just his panties and shirt. And socks. He had socks. Did he have shoes on before he came here? Huh. He started to try and get his pants on as best he could.
"Suga-hyung, I need to be spanked." Apparently. "Also let's go home."
Yoongi rushed forward so he could keep Namjoon from falling over while he got his pants on. This job was so much more than he had expected. "You don't have to tell me twice."
What a brat. He really did need a spanking. More importantly, he needed to sober up. "Let's take the back exit." Because while protecting Namjoon's reputation wasn't his primary concern, he still figured that his father would appreciate one less embarrassing incident.
"Gotcha, Suga-hyung!" Namjoon grinned as he finally got his pants on and then hung off Yoongi, stumbling and staggering to the back exit while mumbling another Byron quote that came to mind because whatever, he was in that mind set. By the time they got to his car, Namjoon passed out with his head in Yoongi's lap, contently drooling on his jeans.
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Even if he'd left now, he'd seen enough to make Namjoon feel like he'd won something. He whined needily and squirmed under Soohyun, bucking up against him. "Fuck me hard. Show me your danger."
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It was embarrassing. Yoongi closed his eyes and tried to move past it, but the moaning was not helping. Fuck.
"So you've got the hots for your bodyguard, huh? You really are a girl, crushing on every guy you see." Soohyung thrust inside Namjoon, fucking him as demanded.
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It turned out that leaning into his less masculine side was the way to do it. Go figures. Once Soohyun came inside him, Namjoon met his thrusts a few more times before he came himself, panting heavily. "Mmm. Nice."
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Well, he was kind of a wimp, at least. "You like being a brat, huh? You love the consequences."
No, Soohyun had no idea that Namjoon was ever anything other than horny for him. Manipulation didn't enter his mind when it came to this.
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"Why do you care so much about the others? Are you jealous or worried that I like them more? Aww, that's so cute."
Namjoon grinned like a dork, harmless and unassuming. He put his arms behind his head. "Lovers may be enemies but they never can be friends because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations." Well. He was still a nerd. "Byron was somewhat of an expert."
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Besides, Namjoon was a good contact. He didn't want to lose him.
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"Call me, hyung. I gotta go get my bodyguard. Important -- Important business and all that."
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"Suga-hyung, I need to be spanked." Apparently. "Also let's go home."
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What a brat. He really did need a spanking. More importantly, he needed to sober up. "Let's take the back exit." Because while protecting Namjoon's reputation wasn't his primary concern, he still figured that his father would appreciate one less embarrassing incident.
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