Days of the week: Thursday (smut)
Warnings: Smut, really detailed sex. Kinks and cursing, spanking blah blah blah.
Reader x All the members (Namjoon)
You got into your dorm as quietly as you could. You were fucked. Literally. Jin, Yoongi and Hoseok. You were dying inside but you couldn’t be happier. I mean, they were your idols. And you were going to fuck them all. You were going to be fucked by them all. Oh… But that moment you just wanted your bed. Your body was screaming for mercy, you needed some rest. You did lay onto your bed, relaxing.
“Where the hell were you?” your roommate asked you as soon as you closed your eyes. “I know you are grown up enough to do what you want but, come on! You can at least tell me that you won’t come for the night. Cheesus I was so worried”
You opened your eyes hesitantly. Just get out. You didn’t need to hear that that moment.
“I am sorry, Bella. I was visiting my uncle. Just relax, I am fine” you whispered, falling asleep.
“You are fine? Oh you are fine. You missed class! It’s Wednesday morning and you were out! Cheesus, what’s wrong with you? You don’t come to your dorm all night and you just appear here whispering an ‘I’m fine’, oh that’s good-“she said, but you were so tired it didn’t take long for you to sleep while she talked.
That Wednesday went completely normal. You did go to your classes, avoiding questions about where you had been the two days before and trying to focus on everything but in what you were doing. You had to keep your good grades. In the night, you had to take a few more questions and argue from your roommate but nothing heavy enough to let you down. How could you be down anyway?
You woke up with a buzz of your cellphone. It was your alarm. 10 a.m. Thursday. Shit. You were going to have classes for all day long. You just would be able to see him in the night. You had missed some classes already; you had to go at least to those ones. In the classroom, things were going well till you received a message on your cellphone.
*I suppose you are in class right now so I’m not gonna ask you to come now. I am freaking horny right now, fuck… I have wondered what fucking you feels like all day. Come here ASAP, ok?
Your heart stopped. The world stopped. Shit, why did he have to send you that message that moment? After that, you couldn’t focus on your classes any longer, you weren’t listening your teacher anymore. All your mind could think about was in what Namjoon would do to you. Was he really a pervert? A daddy? Judging by that message, he wouldn’t let you dominate him that was a fact. Actually you weren’t expecting to dominate none of them, but ok. That was going to be awesome.
Your mind was traveling among all the possibilities that it had for you to let Namjoon fuck you when the bell rang. Finally evening. You almost ran out of the classroom, straight to your dorm. You took a shower and got ready as fast as you could. Luckily, your roommate still had classes, so she wouldn’t bother you. But just in case, you left a note. “Went hang out, DO NOT WAIT FOR ME. Y/N*
You texted Namjoon to see if he was there in the hotel and he replied you almost instantly.
*Yeah, fuck, I am gonna stretch you real good. Hush*
You stopped in a junk food store to have some food and made your way towards that hotel. Once you entered into the building, the receptionist looked at you curiously. She had seen you going there the entire week, and there you were again. The bodyguard wasn’t there anymore. Maybe they trust me already.
You knocked the penthouse’s door, being greeted by Jungkook. He didn’t even look at you.
“Hey, Y/N” he murmured and let you pass.
So, he really is the shy one. Or not.
The guys seemed to be already used to your presence, because they weren’t acting that frenetically anymore. That was good. They said their “hi”. Some of them were playing video games. Jin was cooking. But Namjoon were nowhere.
“Namjoon is right there” Jin said, signaling to you the room he was, “he said you should go there”.
You furrowed your eyebrows at that. Why didn’t he appear?
You went to the room you were told to and your jaw fell open. As soon as you opened the door, you were presented with a shirtless Namjoon, wearing only sweatpants and – obviously and apparently not wearing boxers – laid on the bed.
“Close the door” he said simply, not even looking at you to check out if it was actually you. “I am gonna get up of this bed, and I want you only on your underwear as soon as I reach you” he said, starting to walk towards you. You hushed, taking of your clothes as fast as you could, and you made it. Before he reached you, you were only in your panties and bra. He stopped a few inches from you, long enough only to check your body. He looked you up and down, sighing as he scanned you slowly. He looked your eyes, staring at it sexily.
“Let’s play some BDSM?” he asked.
BDSM? No shit. You had never done that before. What if you did something wrong?
“Huh…I am not sure about it…” you said sincerely. He raised his eyebrows.
“Trust me. Do you trust me?” he said, his voice incredibly calming you down. You nodded. He grabbed your chin, making you look at him and smiled.
“I don’t know if you have already done this before, but I suppose you know the rules already” he said. You signaled a “No” and his smile grew. “Well, first of all, you’re gonna do everything I tell you to, without any hesitation, you got it?” he said, his voice darkening. Shit. No hesitation? “Got it?” he asked again.
You nodded. “Two, you are gonna call me ‘daddy’. If you call me something but it, I’ll spank you as a punishment. Number three, I am gonna spank you anyway” he said chuckling, “but in different ways. That is all. Got it?”
Wow. That was going to be the death of you and you would end up completely fucked, wrecked and destroyed. The worst part was that you were anxious about it.
“But I gotta ask you something… you mind being cursed? I mean… Slut or something” he asked. Hum… did you? You didn’t know. You had never been cursed before.
“Honestly, I-I don’t know. I have never done anything of this” you said.
“Ok. Let’s see.” He said and crashed his lips on yours, both his hands holding your face. You were holding his arms and tasting his kiss. His was much hungrier than the others. There was nothing sweet or soft in that kiss. He was simply hot, needy, wet and exciting. And you wanted more of him. You pulled him closer, wanting to feel him as close as possible. His tongue invaded your mouth without even asking permission. He did bite and sucked on your bottom lip. You had barely started and you could felt your body getting warmer. His hands traveled down, squeezing your boobs on the process and stopping on your butt, squeezing it harshly.
“I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you today” he pulled away. “On your knees” you obeyed quickly. Your face was leveled on his erection. He was so damn hard already. He pulled his dick out of his sweatpants. Shit. The pre-cum was dripping.
“Lick it off” he commanded and you did as he said. You grabbed his dick on your hands and licked his tip, soon putting your mouth around it, sucking. He let out a deep groan. You teased him, taking more of him slowly, teasingly, and he noticed it. As an answer, he grabbed your hair and forced you to take more of him. His cock hit the back of your throat and you gagged, trying to pull back. “No. Take it a little bit longer” he said and you tried to control your breath. He did hold your head and started thrusting into your mouth, hitting your throat every time. He was literally fucking your mouth.
You were gagging as fuck, your eyes watering, but it was pleasingly. Soon, you felt the warm and salty liquid slip out of him straight down your throat. Wow.
“Stand up. Strip and lay on the bed” he said. You closed your eyes and took off your clothes, avoiding the shyness growing up inside you. You lay onto the fluffy mattress and from the corner of your eyes you could see him stripping too. Fuck. He was so… hot.
He did go over you and spread your legs, giving him a full view of your dripping pussy.
“Fuck… Look at this. I haven’t even touched you yet and you are wet. I am gonna fuck you so hard” he whispered. His voice was your death, and you just wanted to be fucked already, but you knew he wouldn’t let you cum this easily.
He leaned in to take something out of the little desk beside the bed and you froze. Handcuffs. Two pairs of them.
He looked at you smiling devilish.
“You trust me, remember this. I am not gonna hurt you. Whenever you want me to stop, just say it and I will” he said softly, his caring side appearing. You nodded anxiously. He handcuffed both your wrists on the headboard and then your feet, opening your leg. You tried to move but you couldn’t. You were all vulnerable there. Whatever he wanted to do to you, he would. The idea was getting you even wetter. Ah…
Once your legs were completely spread, he kissed you while brushing his tip on your entrance. You tried to touch him, but of course you couldn’t. He did go down, sucking your neck roughly – that was definitely going to leave marks – and then your nipples; they hardened fast. Your belly was the next target, he gave it bites and soon, he found the place you wanted him in the most.
He licked your slit deeply, tasting your juices. He smiled and winked at you. He gave you another lick, this time on your clit, adding pressure with his tongue, making you gasp. That was good, but not enough. You wanted more, wanted to feel him, but every time you tried to move, the handcuffs stopped you.
Suddenly, he introduced one finger inside you, slowly. Once it was completely in, he took out even more slowly, teasing you. You whimpered. You wouldn’t be able to handle that longer. He repeated the process again a couple times, and then started pumping in and out in a fast pace, the juices dripping out of you. He added two more fingers and pushed you to your heaven, but whenever you were ready, he stopped moving. He did that a lot more times, masturbating you, making you almost cum and stopping. He was torturing you, giving you pleasure but not completely.
“Fuck, please Namjoon” you begged. He looked at you, eyes darkened, tongue out of his mouth.
“Baby…” he said, caressing your thighs, “I told you…” you thought he would have mercy, “it is daddy, not Namjoon. I said I would spank you, but I didn’t say where” he said and hit your pussy, right over your clit. You screamed in both pleasure and pain. Shit. That was getting intense.
“I-I am sorry daddy. Please, let me cum” you whimpered, blushing.
“Huh, does my baby girl wants to cum for daddy, huh?” he asked teasingly, fingers playing with your nipple as he spoke.
“Yes, yes, please, I can’t take it anymore” you cried out.
“Take what? This?” he said and brushed your pussy, moving his hand up and down, the friction making you whimper as you tried to rock your hip up against his hand.
“Hum… please” that was all you could say.
“Tell me how you want me to fuck you” he said. What? No. You were not exactly the vocal type. You hadn’t courage enough to tell how you wanted it. He noticed your hesitation, “I told you not to hesitate. If you don’t tell me, then I won’t fuck you”
Little pervert. You had to do that, if you wanted him to fuck you.
“F-fuck me with your cock” you whispered afraid that the other boys could hear you.
“With my cock? That’s what you want?” he said, grabbing his dick into his hand and pumping it slowly.
“Yes, please daddy” you said, now louder than before, dying to be touched already.
“If that’s what you want, you’ll get it” he said and let your feet go, but your hands were still handcuffed. You opened your legs for him and he positioned himself between them, not wasting any time to push in. He let you adjust for one sec and started moving immediately, pounding into you not fast but deeply. You were moaning slow, but it didn’t take long for your moans become little screams as his thrusts became rough and violent, stretching you real good as he said he would.
“Jesus, you’re freaking tight” he groaned, low moans leaving his mouth as he closed his eyes. You tried to move, to touch him, but you were still handcuffed.
“Please daddy, let me go” you begged. You needed to touch him.
“Does my little girl want to touch her daddy, huh?” he said, not stopping his thrusts. You just could nod.
He stopped moving, but only long enough to take off the handcuffs.
“On all fours, now. Since I answered your wish, you’ll answer mine. I’m gonna fuck you from behind” he commanded. You got into the position, waiting for him. “Look at you… You want it, don’t you? You’re a little slut to my fucking cock” he said. Slut? You kinda liked it. You knew it was sexually talking. You didn’t have to worry about it.
“Yes. I am” you said, blushing. Before you complete your sentence you felt a heavy hand smack your ass, the loud song echoing though the room.
“Good enough to spank” he said, hitting your ass cheek once more. You kinda liked it. The pain mixed with pleasure. And then, without a warning, he thrust into you, his dick sliding in easily between your folds. You both let out a deep groan as the pleasure hit you.
He pulled your head back by your hair, leaning in to grab your boobs and lick your earlobe while pounding into you harshly, his thigh slapping against yours, the sound audible. Your walls started clenching around his dick, the good, sweet sensation building up inside you slowly, but deeply.
“Come on, Y/N. Come for me, come for daddy” he whispered and that was enough. You did cum hard, violently, the warmth of your walls around him making him cum with you.
You both crashed onto the bed, letting your breaths get stable, your hearts still racing.
“Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?” He asked, his sweet side appearing again. He was no longer Daddy Namjoon, he was just him.
“No, Namjoon. This was awesome, really” you said sincerely. That was. You had never felt so much pleasure in a single week. Shit, you still had three others to fuck with.
“Come here, let me clean you up” he said, offering you his hand. He gave you your time, letting you take a shower and giving you one of his sweatpants and shirts.
“N-no, I already have Hobi’s clothes, I can’t accept” you said.
“Please. Just take it, I’m not letting you get out of here with sweaty clothes” he said.
You got dressed and so did he. Once you left the room, you did go to the living room, where some of the boys were still playing video games.
“Damn, Namjoon-hyung, you broke the girl. All we could hear was her screams” Jimin said. You blushed as hell.
“I’m sorry, but I have my necessities” he said.
“Come play with us, Y/N. Had some fun with us that don’t involve sex” Taehyung said, offering you a place beside him on the couch, which you happily accepted.
“I hope you still have some voice available Y/N, because I’ll have you screaming for me even louder tomorrow” Jimin said.