Part 2your touch
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You looked at him, the quickest 5 seconds of your life, no longer able to pretend...Jimin shrugged with a smirk that quickly turned into a smitten smile. You shook your head. Shocked, wasn't anywhere near what you were feeling. You hadn't seen him in months. And now, here you were, dating his friend...and now...NOW he loves you?
[You]: your timing is stellar
[Jimin]: I'm leaving. I'll see you at my place in an hour
[You]: we aren't fucking anymore
[Jimin]: taste you soon
You looked over at him...totally floored, the fucking balls on him...those pretty, tasty balls...no stop focus.
"Namjoonhyung," he stated, gaining Joon's attention, "I'm sorry, but I have to leave. I just got a text...but I'll see you at your place this weekend right?" "Awww, man really Jiminie?" Namjoon pouted adorably and placed his hand on your thigh as he continued, "...nah bro, all good. Yes, Saturday, you coming?" "Yes, I will definitely be there. It was so nice to meet you sweetheart. Will I be seeing you then too?" he tried to hide his knowing smirk, but you could tell...he wasn't actually trying. "Yes, of course I'm gonna be at my man's party," your voice was playful, but mischievous, as you slipped your hand under Namjoon's. You noticed his reaction immediately, a look comparable to yelling out 'GAME ON'. "Of course, what was I thinking," he laughed as did you and Joon. You caught one more glimpse of Jimin's pissed off jealous face, which was incredibly familiar to his 'I am going to ravage you' face, as he turned to leave. "See you later then," he reached out his hand to shake yours, obviously trying to pull you away from the kisses that Joon was placing on your neck. You smiled and nodded, watching him and his sweet ass walk away. The fuck I'm going over, too late...sexy fine adorable perfect man...wait does my head hurt?
[Jimin]: you have an hour. And you will be paying for that little display, babygirl.
The wetness that began when you saw him, was in overdrive...and your mind was filled with a stream of excuses to give Namjoon to get to Jimin and the promise of an amazing fuck. Hello ah whipped ass bitch...your boyfriend is next to you...what the fuck!
"Baby," you whispered in Joon's ear, "I've got a terrible headache." "Oh Love, I'm sorry...I'll have the waitress box our food," the look of concern on his face made the guilt set in quicker. He looked to find the waitress, but before he could, "oh no baby, you haven't even spent any time with your friends. I'll just call for a cab." "Ah, no way am I sending you home alone in a cab," he shook his head and pulled you into his chest. "Joonie, baby, it's ok...you know I did go out alone at night before we were together," you giggled, hoping maybe the gross feeling in your stomach would disappear. "I know, babe, but we are together now," he smiled and kissed your forehead, "besides...I'm going to see all of them on Saturday." You shrugged, "I just feel so bad...I won't feel so bad if you don't leave...let me be a good girlfriend." He pouted, he was so damn adorable and attentive and sweet and…what the fuck were you doing, Joon was a relationship man, you weren't going to throw that away for some incredible dick...even if it was Jimin's, "you know what baby, I'll be ok, the headache isn't so bad. I'm gonna go to the restroom...I'll be back in a few ok?" "Honey, don't do that...if you need to go it's ok...let me take you home and take care of you," he smiled, innuendo clear, but a bashful look on his face. "You are such an amazing boyfriend," you smiled and kissed him.
"I'll be right back," you got up and your heart fluttered with the way he looked at you, so over the moon happy. Nope, you weren't going to hurt him...Jimin had his chance. Once you got to the hallway, outside of the ladies room, you sent Jimin a clear text.
[You]: time's up
You nodded when you hit send. Proud of yourself for not giving in to the temptation of magic fingers, thick dick, and ‘fuck yes’ tongue...goddammit Jimin!
"Oh, really...time's up?" you heard his voice before you turned to see him, standing there looking just as sexy as ever...no one could pull off all black like Jimin. "Yup, what the hell, stalking me now?" you said more playful than you intended...his smirky smile was just too hard to be fake pissed at. "I know you. I knew you wouldn't leave 'your man'," the sarcasm radiated from his annoyed presence. "What, were you just going to stay here hoping I would need to pee?" you rolled your eyes, but your pussy continued to dampen your already slick filled panties. "No," he shook his head, rolled eyes matching yours, "...I just knew that you wouldn't be able to easily resist me...and figured you would be stuck between the good and bad of the situation. So let me make it easy for you…Namjoonhyung, you feeling ok?" Your jaw dropped open facing only Jimin, feeling Joon's body behind you.
He wrapped his arms around you, "Jiminie...you're still here?" He whispered, next to your ear, "you ok babe?" You nodded. "Yes...when nature calls," Jimin shrugged and started to walk by you. Joon laughed, “yeah I get that.” “See you later," he waved to both of you and your heart panged with sadness watching him leave. You turned to face Joon, “you sure you're ok babe...you don't have to pretend you're ok. Let's take off. I had our food boxed up, plus we do happy hour all the time...so it's really, totally fine." You smiled, letting out a big sigh, “ok.”
Once you were in the cab, your internal dialogue put a real damper on the happy giddy person you were before you saw Jimin. The only thoughts you had now were of him...every single time he kissed you, licked you, fingered you, fucked you...you'd fallen for him hard, and now you were realizing...Namjoon was just a distraction.
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"You're late," he said with a smirk the moment he opened the door to his apartment. "That's rich coming from you," you were annoyed...annoyed with how much of a hold he still had on you. "Are you gonna pretend to be pissed the whole time...or just until I make the sweet pussy cream for me?" he was nothing if not the hottest piece of ass.
No words were needed, he knew he had you, you knew he had you...what you didn't realize was that you had him too. He pulled you into his body, immediately taking your mouth over with his lips, his hands slid down your back until they were firmly squeezing your ass, "fuck, this fat ass, mmm...Why were you being such a brat, babygirl?" His low fuck boy voice, escaping his mouth with a closeness to disdain. “Me? Seriously Jim..," you started before you felt his hand grip around your ponytail. He pulled it back quickly, holding his hand taut against your head, his lips hovering over your neck…"you knew I loved you and you still pulled that holding hands and 'my man' bullshit.” “Bullshit? Seriously...fuck this let me go," you stated furiously. "No," his voice was commanding, "...you don't want me anymore?"
You closed your eyes…of fucking course I do...I never stopped wanting you. "I'm here aren't I?" you looked straight into his eyes, wondering what he was going to say. "Yes...do you still love me babygirl?" he asked, the look on his face and the sound of his voice were both...vulnerable. "I never told you I loved you babyboy," you watched as his face changed, covered in 'I can't believe I'm out here like this'...telling someone he loved them, before they told him. He didn't even remember the last time anyone said it to him...he just knew the next time he heard it...he wanted it to come out of your mouth.
“Yes, Jimin...I love you...so now what?” your voice was exasperated, exhausted from the strength you had been using to ignore all the feelings you held for him. You’d loved him for so long. You’d never met anyone like him, and even though Namjoon was an incredible and sweet boyfriend...he wasn’t Jimin. Jimin made your heart race, your panties wet, and your stomach fill with flutters. There was no competition, he had you staying still...waiting for him, making bad decisions for him, doing everything to be with him...it sure in the hell felt like love. “I want you,” he kept hold on your ponytail and started to suck on your neck. You could feel how hard he was sucking...you knew he was making his presence known. Making it impossible to be with anyone but him.
Your heart broke for Joon, but the pull that Jimin had on you literally and figuratively was too much. “Why? Because you can’t have me?” you were all the way in with him mentally, but fuck that...he was going to work for everything. “Wow,” he smirked, letting go of your hair and sitting down on his couch...knowing he was leaving you breathless and needy. “Yeah, wow,” you crossed your arms in front of your chest, slight pout across your lips, you took a seat on one of his bar stools. He leaned forward, looking at you as if he was researching you, he rested his chin on his hand, ”I don’t remember you being this bratty, babygirl. Has Namjoonhyung brought this out of you...I might be liking it more than I want to.” “Whatever,” you rolled your eyes and released a heavy sigh, “what’s the deal Jimin? You text me that you love me and then I get here, HERE, not with my actual boyfriend, and you play like what...that you don’t care, like you didn’t say that. If you’re wasting my time, I’m leaving...I told you, it’s not about just fucking for me, it wasn’t when I left, and it isn’t now. So make up your mind, because Joon is sweet and wonderful and I’m not hurting him if there’s nothing real happening between us...I’m only here because of your text.”
He looked at you. His smile now resting at half way, unsure of how to proceed. You could tell that he was deciding what to say. “Do you want to be with him?” he asked, as if he was truly pondering what might be best for you and him. “Of course,” you uncrossed your arms and softened the look on your face, “but I wouldn’t be here...if I didn’t want to be with you more.” He smiled, looked down, and then stood up...filled up again with confidence, that sexy smirk that made you melt, putty in his hand. “If I asked you to break up with him, would you?” he inched closer to you, the sexiness of his almost predator like walk towards you, breaking you down piece by piece. You stayed firm in your resolve, he may be the only dick you wanted to ride, but...but what...you were just kidding yourself, he was it. You thought, ‘if this isn’t love, why am I willing to throw all caution and ‘the right thing’ to the wind’. “Why would you want me to break up with him?” you asked, needing something to hold onto...to make it make sense. He finally reached you, placed his hands on your knees...talking to you with only his eyes and his actions. He pushed your legs apart and licked his lips, “...because, I want to try...I want to try for you...try to be a relationship person.”
You smiled, trying not to gush with uwu’s, but instead placed your hands on his cheeks and pulled him close to you, gently pushing your lips onto his. He smiled, eyes closed, “I love when you kiss me right there...like that.” You smiled and watched as he shifted into sex feen. He lifted you up from the stool and placed you on the counter behind it, then said ten words that cemented what he felt, what he wanted, what would be…”I love you, break up with him, be with me.”
You smiled, answering him by reaching for your phone, and doing the worst bitch move in the history of bitchsploits…you broke up with Namjoon, via text, as Jimin laid you back, pulling off your jeans and panties.
[You]: Namjoon, you are so sweet
[You]: these last couple of months have been so wonderful
“Oh fuck, yes,” you called out as Jimin held your thighs apart and started to swim inside your pussy pool. “Sweetest fucking pussy on earth,” he moaned as he came up to the surface for air.
[Namjoon]: awww, so sweet...are you feeling better?
“Oh god, fuck, I have missed that tongue…” you called out. You felt the familiar suck of his lips and the touch of his tongue on your clit. Moving from slurping on your dripping walls, to lapping up anything that dripped from within, “cum for me babygirl...give me a big shot of that hot sweet cum.”
[You]: I’m so sorry Joonie, but it’s not working out for me
“Oh my god, oh my god, fuck...yes, yes, yes...I’m cumming,” you screamed, “JIMIN, DEAR GOD, JIMIN…”
[Namjoon]: What? Wait what do you mean?
[Namjoon]: what did I do? I’m sorry I was a bit much with insisting I ride home with you
[Namjoon]: I know you can take care of yourself
[Namjoon]: are you there?
Jimin stood up, reached for your hands and pulled you up. You locked in a passionate kiss, one with no holding back, one that meant something...different. “So,” he smiled, pushing his forehead against yours, “are you all mine?” “Almost…” you smiled, and dealt the final blow to your sweet, ‘didn’t do anything wrong’ boyfriend…
[You]: I’m in love with someone else...and we’re getting back together.
[You]: I can’t be with you anymore.
You showed him your screen and he smiled through a pout, obviously torn on what was happening.
“I feel bad for him...but I’ve fallen for you, fuck I fell for you, even before that last night. There is just something about you...I have to have you. I love you,” he snuggled into your neck, then licked your soft skin before he sucked another mark onto you, “you’re mine now babygirl...all mine.” You placed your phone down, smiled and nodded, giggling as he lifted you up, naked ass in hands, “I think maybe...you the best. The best...by far. I love your fine ass too!” He laughed, “my, my, my...so you’re my girlfriend now...right?” “It depends,” you teased. “On what?” he asked as he walked you into his bedroom. “Are you still gonna fuck me like you used to? Make me cum all night?” you pulled back to look at his face. He shook his head, amused, turned on, happy…”hmmm...no, not like I used to. I think girlfriends should get something different.” You dropped your chin down, eyebrows up, lips parted in slight confusion. He laughed, “don’t worry babygirl, different doesn’t mean I’m not gonna tear you apart with a good fast and hard fuck...it just means that after, I’m gonna take my time, tasting you, sucking on you, fucking you...you aren’t ever gonna let me stop. I think I’ll be calling in the next few days…how does that sound?”
You smiled, tongue sweeping across your lips, “mmmm, it sounds like, I’m gonna like you being my boyfriend...so does that mean hard and fast now?” He smirked and flipped you onto the side of his bed, pushed his boxers and sweatpants down, and started to pound into you like his dick hadn’t touched pussy before...and pound, and pound and pound….
[Namjoon]: did you just break up with me
{Namjoon]: over text? Are we broken up?
[Namjoon]: wait, what happened, for real
[Namjoon]: You really did break up with me
[Namjoon]: wow, just like that...you can’t even call
[Namjoon]; over text…
[Namjoon]: text…
[You]: your timing is stellar
[Jimin]: I'm leaving. I'll see you at my place in an hour
[You]: we aren't fucking anymore
[Jimin]: taste you soon
You looked over at him...totally floored, the fucking balls on him...those pretty, tasty balls...no stop focus.
"Namjoonhyung," he stated, gaining Joon's attention, "I'm sorry, but I have to leave. I just got a text...but I'll see you at your place this weekend right?" "Awww, man really Jiminie?" Namjoon pouted adorably and placed his hand on your thigh as he continued, "...nah bro, all good. Yes, Saturday, you coming?" "Yes, I will definitely be there. It was so nice to meet you sweetheart. Will I be seeing you then too?" he tried to hide his knowing smirk, but you could tell...he wasn't actually trying. "Yes, of course I'm gonna be at my man's party," your voice was playful, but mischievous, as you slipped your hand under Namjoon's. You noticed his reaction immediately, a look comparable to yelling out 'GAME ON'. "Of course, what was I thinking," he laughed as did you and Joon. You caught one more glimpse of Jimin's pissed off jealous face, which was incredibly familiar to his 'I am going to ravage you' face, as he turned to leave. "See you later then," he reached out his hand to shake yours, obviously trying to pull you away from the kisses that Joon was placing on your neck. You smiled and nodded, watching him and his sweet ass walk away. The fuck I'm going over, too late...sexy fine adorable perfect man...wait does my head hurt?
[Jimin]: you have an hour. And you will be paying for that little display, babygirl.
The wetness that began when you saw him, was in overdrive...and your mind was filled with a stream of excuses to give Namjoon to get to Jimin and the promise of an amazing fuck. Hello ah whipped ass bitch...your boyfriend is next to you...what the fuck!
"Baby," you whispered in Joon's ear, "I've got a terrible headache." "Oh Love, I'm sorry...I'll have the waitress box our food," the look of concern on his face made the guilt set in quicker. He looked to find the waitress, but before he could, "oh no baby, you haven't even spent any time with your friends. I'll just call for a cab." "Ah, no way am I sending you home alone in a cab," he shook his head and pulled you into his chest. "Joonie, baby, it's ok...you know I did go out alone at night before we were together," you giggled, hoping maybe the gross feeling in your stomach would disappear. "I know, babe, but we are together now," he smiled and kissed your forehead, "besides...I'm going to see all of them on Saturday." You shrugged, "I just feel so bad...I won't feel so bad if you don't leave...let me be a good girlfriend." He pouted, he was so damn adorable and attentive and sweet and…what the fuck were you doing, Joon was a relationship man, you weren't going to throw that away for some incredible dick...even if it was Jimin's, "you know what baby, I'll be ok, the headache isn't so bad. I'm gonna go to the restroom...I'll be back in a few ok?" "Honey, don't do that...if you need to go it's ok...let me take you home and take care of you," he smiled, innuendo clear, but a bashful look on his face. "You are such an amazing boyfriend," you smiled and kissed him.
"I'll be right back," you got up and your heart fluttered with the way he looked at you, so over the moon happy. Nope, you weren't going to hurt him...Jimin had his chance. Once you got to the hallway, outside of the ladies room, you sent Jimin a clear text.
[You]: time's up
You nodded when you hit send. Proud of yourself for not giving in to the temptation of magic fingers, thick dick, and ‘fuck yes’ tongue...goddammit Jimin!
"Oh, really...time's up?" you heard his voice before you turned to see him, standing there looking just as sexy as ever...no one could pull off all black like Jimin. "Yup, what the hell, stalking me now?" you said more playful than you intended...his smirky smile was just too hard to be fake pissed at. "I know you. I knew you wouldn't leave 'your man'," the sarcasm radiated from his annoyed presence. "What, were you just going to stay here hoping I would need to pee?" you rolled your eyes, but your pussy continued to dampen your already slick filled panties. "No," he shook his head, rolled eyes matching yours, "...I just knew that you wouldn't be able to easily resist me...and figured you would be stuck between the good and bad of the situation. So let me make it easy for you…Namjoonhyung, you feeling ok?" Your jaw dropped open facing only Jimin, feeling Joon's body behind you.
He wrapped his arms around you, "Jiminie...you're still here?" He whispered, next to your ear, "you ok babe?" You nodded. "Yes...when nature calls," Jimin shrugged and started to walk by you. Joon laughed, “yeah I get that.” “See you later," he waved to both of you and your heart panged with sadness watching him leave. You turned to face Joon, “you sure you're ok babe...you don't have to pretend you're ok. Let's take off. I had our food boxed up, plus we do happy hour all the time...so it's really, totally fine." You smiled, letting out a big sigh, “ok.”
Once you were in the cab, your internal dialogue put a real damper on the happy giddy person you were before you saw Jimin. The only thoughts you had now were of him...every single time he kissed you, licked you, fingered you, fucked you...you'd fallen for him hard, and now you were realizing...Namjoon was just a distraction.
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"You're late," he said with a smirk the moment he opened the door to his apartment. "That's rich coming from you," you were annoyed...annoyed with how much of a hold he still had on you. "Are you gonna pretend to be pissed the whole time...or just until I make the sweet pussy cream for me?" he was nothing if not the hottest piece of ass.
No words were needed, he knew he had you, you knew he had you...what you didn't realize was that you had him too. He pulled you into his body, immediately taking your mouth over with his lips, his hands slid down your back until they were firmly squeezing your ass, "fuck, this fat ass, mmm...Why were you being such a brat, babygirl?" His low fuck boy voice, escaping his mouth with a closeness to disdain. “Me? Seriously Jim..," you started before you felt his hand grip around your ponytail. He pulled it back quickly, holding his hand taut against your head, his lips hovering over your neck…"you knew I loved you and you still pulled that holding hands and 'my man' bullshit.” “Bullshit? Seriously...fuck this let me go," you stated furiously. "No," his voice was commanding, "...you don't want me anymore?"
You closed your eyes…of fucking course I do...I never stopped wanting you. "I'm here aren't I?" you looked straight into his eyes, wondering what he was going to say. "Yes...do you still love me babygirl?" he asked, the look on his face and the sound of his voice were both...vulnerable. "I never told you I loved you babyboy," you watched as his face changed, covered in 'I can't believe I'm out here like this'...telling someone he loved them, before they told him. He didn't even remember the last time anyone said it to him...he just knew the next time he heard it...he wanted it to come out of your mouth.
“Yes, Jimin...I love you...so now what?” your voice was exasperated, exhausted from the strength you had been using to ignore all the feelings you held for him. You’d loved him for so long. You’d never met anyone like him, and even though Namjoon was an incredible and sweet boyfriend...he wasn’t Jimin. Jimin made your heart race, your panties wet, and your stomach fill with flutters. There was no competition, he had you staying still...waiting for him, making bad decisions for him, doing everything to be with him...it sure in the hell felt like love. “I want you,” he kept hold on your ponytail and started to suck on your neck. You could feel how hard he was sucking...you knew he was making his presence known. Making it impossible to be with anyone but him.
Your heart broke for Joon, but the pull that Jimin had on you literally and figuratively was too much. “Why? Because you can’t have me?” you were all the way in with him mentally, but fuck that...he was going to work for everything. “Wow,” he smirked, letting go of your hair and sitting down on his couch...knowing he was leaving you breathless and needy. “Yeah, wow,” you crossed your arms in front of your chest, slight pout across your lips, you took a seat on one of his bar stools. He leaned forward, looking at you as if he was researching you, he rested his chin on his hand, ”I don’t remember you being this bratty, babygirl. Has Namjoonhyung brought this out of you...I might be liking it more than I want to.” “Whatever,” you rolled your eyes and released a heavy sigh, “what’s the deal Jimin? You text me that you love me and then I get here, HERE, not with my actual boyfriend, and you play like what...that you don’t care, like you didn’t say that. If you’re wasting my time, I’m leaving...I told you, it’s not about just fucking for me, it wasn’t when I left, and it isn’t now. So make up your mind, because Joon is sweet and wonderful and I’m not hurting him if there’s nothing real happening between us...I’m only here because of your text.”
He looked at you. His smile now resting at half way, unsure of how to proceed. You could tell that he was deciding what to say. “Do you want to be with him?” he asked, as if he was truly pondering what might be best for you and him. “Of course,” you uncrossed your arms and softened the look on your face, “but I wouldn’t be here...if I didn’t want to be with you more.” He smiled, looked down, and then stood up...filled up again with confidence, that sexy smirk that made you melt, putty in his hand. “If I asked you to break up with him, would you?” he inched closer to you, the sexiness of his almost predator like walk towards you, breaking you down piece by piece. You stayed firm in your resolve, he may be the only dick you wanted to ride, but...but what...you were just kidding yourself, he was it. You thought, ‘if this isn’t love, why am I willing to throw all caution and ‘the right thing’ to the wind’. “Why would you want me to break up with him?” you asked, needing something to hold onto...to make it make sense. He finally reached you, placed his hands on your knees...talking to you with only his eyes and his actions. He pushed your legs apart and licked his lips, “...because, I want to try...I want to try for you...try to be a relationship person.”
You smiled, trying not to gush with uwu’s, but instead placed your hands on his cheeks and pulled him close to you, gently pushing your lips onto his. He smiled, eyes closed, “I love when you kiss me right there...like that.” You smiled and watched as he shifted into sex feen. He lifted you up from the stool and placed you on the counter behind it, then said ten words that cemented what he felt, what he wanted, what would be…”I love you, break up with him, be with me.”
You smiled, answering him by reaching for your phone, and doing the worst bitch move in the history of bitchsploits…you broke up with Namjoon, via text, as Jimin laid you back, pulling off your jeans and panties.
[You]: Namjoon, you are so sweet
[You]: these last couple of months have been so wonderful
“Oh fuck, yes,” you called out as Jimin held your thighs apart and started to swim inside your pussy pool. “Sweetest fucking pussy on earth,” he moaned as he came up to the surface for air.
[Namjoon]: awww, so sweet...are you feeling better?
“Oh god, fuck, I have missed that tongue…” you called out. You felt the familiar suck of his lips and the touch of his tongue on your clit. Moving from slurping on your dripping walls, to lapping up anything that dripped from within, “cum for me babygirl...give me a big shot of that hot sweet cum.”
[You]: I’m so sorry Joonie, but it’s not working out for me
“Oh my god, oh my god, fuck...yes, yes, yes...I’m cumming,” you screamed, “JIMIN, DEAR GOD, JIMIN…”
[Namjoon]: What? Wait what do you mean?
[Namjoon]: what did I do? I’m sorry I was a bit much with insisting I ride home with you
[Namjoon]: I know you can take care of yourself
[Namjoon]: are you there?
Jimin stood up, reached for your hands and pulled you up. You locked in a passionate kiss, one with no holding back, one that meant something...different. “So,” he smiled, pushing his forehead against yours, “are you all mine?” “Almost…” you smiled, and dealt the final blow to your sweet, ‘didn’t do anything wrong’ boyfriend…
[You]: I’m in love with someone else...and we’re getting back together.
[You]: I can’t be with you anymore.
You showed him your screen and he smiled through a pout, obviously torn on what was happening.
“I feel bad for him...but I’ve fallen for you, fuck I fell for you, even before that last night. There is just something about you...I have to have you. I love you,” he snuggled into your neck, then licked your soft skin before he sucked another mark onto you, “you’re mine now babygirl...all mine.” You placed your phone down, smiled and nodded, giggling as he lifted you up, naked ass in hands, “I think maybe...you the best. The best...by far. I love your fine ass too!” He laughed, “my, my, my...so you’re my girlfriend now...right?” “It depends,” you teased. “On what?” he asked as he walked you into his bedroom. “Are you still gonna fuck me like you used to? Make me cum all night?” you pulled back to look at his face. He shook his head, amused, turned on, happy…”hmmm...no, not like I used to. I think girlfriends should get something different.” You dropped your chin down, eyebrows up, lips parted in slight confusion. He laughed, “don’t worry babygirl, different doesn’t mean I’m not gonna tear you apart with a good fast and hard fuck...it just means that after, I’m gonna take my time, tasting you, sucking on you, fucking you...you aren’t ever gonna let me stop. I think I’ll be calling in the next few days…how does that sound?”
You smiled, tongue sweeping across your lips, “mmmm, it sounds like, I’m gonna like you being my boyfriend...so does that mean hard and fast now?” He smirked and flipped you onto the side of his bed, pushed his boxers and sweatpants down, and started to pound into you like his dick hadn’t touched pussy before...and pound, and pound and pound….
[Namjoon]: did you just break up with me
{Namjoon]: over text? Are we broken up?
[Namjoon]: wait, what happened, for real
[Namjoon]: You really did break up with me
[Namjoon]: wow, just like that...you can’t even call
[Namjoon]; over text…
[Namjoon]: text…
