Summary:

Namjoon and Seokjin, two grown men, both very busy but still have time to let their kinky sides out.

Let's Go:

Saturday and work. No great mix.  Unfortunately, both Seokjin and Namjoon have to go to work because they didn't finish their assignments the day before. Both are pretty well known in the company – next to their own boss – which contributes to the fact that they have quite a lot to do. So around noon they want to go to work again today.

Few people, and especially not their colleagues, know that anything is going on between the two of them. In their opinion, it should stay that way.

When Seokjin wakes up in the morning, he thinks about the previous night straight away. A hot night. It started with wild fumbling and ended with hard, horny sex.

Even now, both men are still lying naked in bed, covered by a blanket, but there is no trace of their clothes.

Seokjin looks over at Namjoon, who is still sleeping peacefully. A small smile graces his lips as he sees him like this.

Namjoon is lying on his back, one hand on his chest, the other stretched out to the side and face turned to Seokjin. His mouth is slightly open and his breathing is shallow.

Yes, Seokjin loves this sight. He's hopelessly romantic. Mornings waking up next to Namjoon melt his heart. When Namjoon secretly kisses him on the lips in the elevator at work, he feels butterflies in his stomach. And when the two have gentle, loving sex, he is perfectly happy, not wanting to waste a second, enjoying every moment to the fullest and wanting to keep everything exactly the same forever.

He sighs. His thoughts are elsewhere again. When he looks back at Namjoon, he realizes that he is already looking at him. His eyes are still half closed, but he looks at Seokjin, who is propping himself up with one elbow.

"Drifting off with your thoughts?" Namjoon grins. He's probably already spoken to Seokjin.

Seokjin blushes, he can't avoid it. It's kind of uncomfortable for him. "Yes, sorry."

"Totally fine." Namjoon sits up, leans over to Seokjin, kisses him gently on the lips and then looks deep into his eyes. "Last night was really great," he says and enjoys the sight of Seokjin's red face. "How about we do something with toys more often?"

Seokjin bites his lower lip and nods softly. He releases his lip again and is kissed by Namjoon once more. Long and passionately this time.

Namjoon pushes him back onto bed. He puts one of his legs on the other side, as well as one arm, so that he is now hovering above Seokjin. The blanket was pushed to the foot of the bed in the process.

Their lips are still connected. Neither of them seem like they want it to stop. They each put everything they got into the other's hands. They enjoy being close to each other. Feeling like they belong to someone in this moment arouses them equally. And Seokjin at some point can't help but push his pelvis up and rub against Namjoon's midsection.

Namjoon gasps into the kiss, interrupts it for a moment, looks deep into the other's eyes, and then engages him in a whole new kiss. Their lips move together, dancing around one another. Then Namjoon pushes his pelvis down, presses it against Seokjin's and rubs his aroused penis against the older male. After a while he puts his legs between Seokjin's to make things easier.

One of Seokjin's hands is on Namjoon's neck to keep him as close as possible, the other is on his shoulder and is holding on tightly.

The kiss is broken once again. Namjoon rests his forehead on top of Seokjin's. Both are breathing heavily and Namjoon is still moving his pelvis.

"I got an idea," Namjoon murmurs after a few seconds. He stops his movements and then slowly stands up. He briefly examines the body of the man below him. He then gets up, goes to his closet and opens a drawer.

He had emptied the drawer a long time ago just so he could fill it with sex toys.  That was at the beginning of their affair.

He rummages around in it for a moment and then comes back to the bed with two things.

Seokjin stares spellbound at his hands and Namjoon holds both things up for the other to see. A black buttplug and a remote control. "I want you to wear this to work. We'll somehow manage it so we can do some kinky stuff there if we don't take too long with the actual work."

It's no wonder Seokjin is a little taken aback. His eyes are wide as he stares at Namjoon, who settles between his legs again. Damn, he wants it so bad. The thought excites him so much. But Namjoon would like to end the whole thing right here so they can continue afterwards.

"You can get ready then, baby," Namjoon says. He puts the vibrator on the bed next to Seokjin and then leans down to kiss him again. "I'll make breakfast in the meantime."

And Namjoon gets up again. He goes to the closet, gets a pair of underpants, puts them on and then makes his way downstairs to the kitchen.

Seokjin remains seated for a second, but then grabs the buttplug and also looks for clothes in the closet. It didn't take long before he put his own clothes in Namjoon's closet a while back. The same goes for Namjoon's clothes at Seokjin's home.

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The food is already set on the table when Seokjin comes down. Namjoon had baked buns and put various things on the table for toppings.

If they spend the night together, it's always like this the next morning. And each of these mornings, Seokjin sits fully clothed and Namjoon only scantily clad at the table.

"Did you bring the remote down with you?" Namjoon asks as Seokjin sits down in front of him.

A nod is the answer and then the remote control is handed over directly to him.

A small grin graces Namjoon's lips.  He first places the remote control on the table next to him and then starts to eat, which Seokjin does the as well.

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As soon as both have gotten ready, they take all their important things, wallet, cell phone, and house and car keys, and then go outside, where they get into Namjoon's car together. Of course, Namjoon has the remote control with him. It is in one of his pants' front pockets.

As they sit next to each other and Namjoon drives leisurely, he carefully puts his hand on Seokjin's thigh. He leaves it there, occasionally tapping his fingers on the inside of his leg to the beat of the music.

Seokjin looks down at the other's hand and is already lost in thought a little while looking at it like that. He enjoys it when Namjoon does stuff like that. It relaxes him in a way.

Sometimes Namjoon takes the hand from Seokjin's leg's to change gears. Every time this happens, Seokjin looks longingly at the hand and watches it move, tense and relax. At some point, however, the hand goes somewhere else than back to his leg. Namjoon gropes through the material of his pants for the remote control and then turns on the vibrator.

Immediately afterwards, Seokjin tenses up, takes a deep breath, and mutters a curse or two.

Namjoon just grins widely, glances over at the other a few times, but mostly focuses on the road. Then he turns the toy up a notch and can already hear soft, excited whimpers. He's enjoying it so much. He would love to devour Seokjin again right then and there. His hand soon finds its place on the other's thigh again and grabs him rather roughly.

Less than a minute goes by and they reach the parking lot in front of the company's building. Namjoon looks for a parking space while Seokjin continues to enjoy the vibrations inside him and can't stop himself as he starts to gently move his pelvis.

As soon as the car stops, Namjoon turns the toy off again. He leans over to the older one and kisses his cheek gently before saying quite calmly and quietly that they should go in so they can get their work done and enjoy their alone time. Then he pulls out the key and gets out, which the other slowly does as well.

They then enter the building together and go to the elevator.

Seokjin glances at his phone to see if he got any messages, but there isn't much that's new or important. Just the standard spam emails. As soon as the doors close, he puts his phone away and looks over at Namjoon expectantly. And he gets what he's been waiting for.

Without hesitation, Namjoon presses him against the wall. He traps Seokjin between the wall and his body while sparking a heated kiss between them.  The passion is clearly felt between them, they share the same desire for each other. Namjoon's hands are both on Seokjin's hips, holding him in place as he continues to press himself against him.

As soon as they reach their floor, they separate from each other. The younger runs his hand through his hair and confidently looks ahead as he steps out of the elevator. Seokjin straightens his clothes and looks down shyly. They go a little further together before parting ways. One turns left, the other right.  Their offices are directly across from each other.

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The next hour passes quietly. The hour after that rather less. About every 10 minutes, Namjoon turns on the vibrator. Sometimes he turns it up so that Seokjin holds on to the armrests of his desk chair. Sometimes he leaves it at a low level, but only turns it off again after a long time.

Seokjin's hard-on presses painfully against his pants to the point where he opens them to give a little more room. Most employees usually leave the doors to the offices open, including Seokjin and Namjoon. He's just glad that his table prevents others from looking at his crotch. That he can do his job at all is actually a miracle. He's more excited than ever and yet he still gets things done.

Another 45 minutes to an hour later, he's done with what he had planned. He gets up just as Namjoon turns on the vibrator again. His hands reach for the desk and he holds on to it convulsively. His eyes are closed, his pants are still open. A soft sigh of excitement escapes his mouth before he proceeds to button his pants again. Although it really isn't necessary since he would only have to scurry across the hall once and be right with Namjoon.

After fumbling with his fly, he heads out into the hallway. Surprisingly, Namjoon's office door is closed. He's a little afraid that he would interrupt him during an important conversation or phone call. Nevertheless, he knocks gently on the door and opens it as soon as he hears a muffled "Come in".

What he sees is anything but what he expected. Instead of Namjoon working, he sits back in his chair. Low moans can be heard from his computer and his hands are not where they should be.

With one hand, Namjoon grabs the remote control, which is in the middle of the table. He turns on the vibrator and enjoys the sight that Seokjin offers him. His legs are getting weak and he's holding on to the door frame. The door has been closed and locked by Seokjin immediately.

When the older one has collected himself, he goes over to the other one, slightly shaky. He stops the porn that is playing and gets on his knees. Seokjin looks at Namjoon from below and briefly licks his lips as he watches Namjoon jerk off and doesn't let Seokjin bother him at all.

Namjoon's eyes are fixed on Seokjin. He watches as he opens his pants again and slides them down just enough to get his cock out.

Seokjin then takes the other's hand away from his penis and leans in to lick gently down its length once. First he moves his hand up and down a bit and just does what Namjoon did before on his own.  Then he just grabs the bottom of the penis and leans in again to let it disappear inside his mouth this time. He closes his eyes while sucking Namjoon off. Meanwhile, he also starts jerking himself off.

The vibrator is turned up a notch and Seokjin can't help but moan against Namjoon's cock. He still doesn't have everything in his mouth. It's not even really half of it. Even though he's already given a blowjobs before, it's still kind of difficult for him to get used to the length at first. It takes a while for him to get used to it.

Namjoon then closes his eyes and leans his head back against the headrest of his chair. The free hand, which isn't holding the remote control for the vibrator, then moves to Seokjin's head and grabs his hair. Only after some time does he start to push Seokjin down little by little. With each time he pushes the holder's head down, he goes deeper and deeper. Just a tad bit each time, he does it carefully so it doesn't make Seokjin uncomfortable.

Seokjin really appreciates how Namjoon treats him. Even when they're having rough sex, Namjoon always asks if the other is okay or if they'd rather stop. So far it has never gotten to the point where they cut anything short. Seokjin just loves sex with Namjoon way too much for that.

"Fuck, you're doing so well," Namjoon says, panting, and turns the vibrator up a notch as Seokjin slides his penis out of his mouth and licks the shaft from bottom to top before licking the tip with his tongue, circling it and then puts the dick back in his mouth and bobs his head up and down again, while one of his own hands is still working on his own penis.

It goes on like this for a while until Namjoon eventually pulls Seokjin up and tells him to take out the vibrator. He himself turns off the toy while getting up.

Seokjin seems to be having some trouble getting the sex toy out of him, so Namjoon helps him up and orders him to lean over the table. As instructed, Seokjin lies down on the table as best he can while Namjoon is behind him. His shirt is moved out of the way and his pants are pulled down to his ankles, then he feels wet kisses on his lower back and Namjoon trying to get the plug out of him. It's quite easy for Namjoon. For Seokjin, being this empty all of a sudden is quite an uncomfortable feeling.

Namjoon continues to kiss the other's lower back, whispering a few soothing words every now and then, telling him that he'll be filled again in a moment. He then spits on Seokjin's entrance once, rubs the saliva around his hole a little and then stands up straight to push his cock into the other male. "I'll be careful, alright?"

A nod is the only thing Seokjin can manage to do as response.

It doesn't take more than a nod either, and Namjoon starts to slowly push into the other. Both of his hands find themselves on Seokjin's hips, holding him in place. Namjoon slowly starts to move and thrust into the other. His hips move rather calmly and slowly. But he's also pretty close to an orgasm, so no one can blame him for wanting to delay it a little after such a short time.

Seokjin enjoys these rather calm movements and can't help but moan in delight. He then supports himself with his arms and tries to lean his upper body against Namjoon as best he can.

Namjoon, who is already leaning a bit forward, understands that the older one is looking for a little more closeness and starts covering his shoulder in the softest kisses. His right hand gently wraps around Seokjin's stomach, holding him close while the other hand stays on his waist. His pelvis continues to move back and forth and Seokjin's gentle gasps slowly turn into moans.  "You're doing so well babe."

The older one arches his back to give himself even more to Namjoon. At some point, however, the cock is pulled out of him completely and he is turned around. Seokjin supports himself with his arms on the table behind him. He's still trying to kick his shoes off his feet and free his legs from his pants and boxers, but he can only really do it with his left leg.

The younger one lifts Seokjin's leg and at the same time makes him sit down on the desk. He then kisses him deeply while penetrating him again and gently beginning to move.

Seokjin clutches Namjoon's shoulders with both hands – he still wants him as close as possible. He returns the kiss as passionately as he receives it.

Namjoon gently thrusts into the other, enjoying how Seokjin tightens every now and then. As soon as the kiss is broken, Namjoon starts dropping wet kisses down Seokjin's neck.

They're getting close to their climax and they both know it very well. Seokjin's moans gradually become more and also a little higher, and Namjoon's thrusts become sloppier but also faster.

Namjoon starts swearing under heavy breathing. He tightens his grip on Seokjin's leg, which he's still holding up. The other hand is on his hip, holding him in place as so often.

It really doesn't take long and Seokjin comes on his stomach with a groan squeezing through his gritted teeth. His hole clenches just a little and that little bit is enough to let Namjoon come as well.

The younger one stays in that position for a little while – dick twitching and buried deep inside Seokjin, one hand on the left thigh, the other on the right hip, lips stuck to the other's neck.

Seokjin is the first to move out of the previous position. He grabs the hand on his waist and gets Namjoon to detach from him and carefully pull out. Then he grabs a handkerchief from the box that's on the table and wipes the sperm off his stomach.

Namjoon gets dressed straight away, which Seokjin only does a minute or so later. While Seokjin is getting ready and putting his hair back in order, Namjoon is tidying up his desk and wiping the butt plug with a handkerchief, wrapping it in another tissue and putting it in one of his jacket's pockets.

The elder steps closer to the other once they have both finished what they were just doing. He looks deep into his eyes before kissing him softly. The kiss doesn't last long, it's just a short, tiny, sweet one. "Let's go back to your."