Chapter 35: The Interrupted Passion

The air was thick with desire, still vibrating from the intensity of what had just happened. Namjoon’s lips were swollen from their passionate kisses, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he lay beside YN. She turned her gaze to him, her eyes filled with longing and mischief. Her fingers gently traced the line of his jaw, down to his collarbones, and further across the expanse of his broad chest.

With each touch, YN felt the heat growing between them once more. She admired his chocolate skin, the way it seemed to glow under the dim lights of their bedroom. But as her hands travelled lower, they faltered for a moment, noticing the faintness of his once-strong muscles. Namjoon’s body, usually taut and defined, showed the signs of months of stress and sleepless nights.

YN’s heart ached at the sight, knowing he had been through so much while she had been away. She leaned down and kissed his chest softly, letting her lips linger as she whispered, “You’ve been through a lot, haven’t you? But don’t worry… I’m back now, and I’m not going anywhere. I’ll take care of you, Namjoon. We’ll bring that strong, buff body back.”

Namjoon groaned softly as her words washed over him, her lips continuing their path across his skin. He felt her kisses move to his neck, slow and deliberate, as she worshipped every inch of him. Her breath was warm against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. “YN…” he whispered, his voice low with need.

But YN, wasn’t done. She pressed her lips to his collarbones, her tongue flicking out to taste the salt on his skin. His muscles quivered under her touch, the tension in his body growing as her kisses descended lower. She admired his broad shoulders, the way his body was still powerful, even if slightly worn down. It only made her more determined to show him just how much she appreciated every part of him.

She moved down to his chest, her lips finding his small, hardened nipples. Namjoon’s breath hitched in surprise, and his hand instinctively flew to her hair, his fingers tangling in her damp strands. He groaned deeply as her mouth played over his sensitive nipples, sucking and licking with just the right amount of pressure. It was his weak spot, and she knew it well.

“YN… God, you’re driving me crazy,” Namjoon murmured, his voice strained with pleasure.

She smiled against his skin, knowing exactly what she was doing to him. Her lips traced a line down his torso, pausing at his stomach. She could feel his muscles twitch beneath her touch, and she glanced up at him, locking eyes for a moment. His gaze was filled with lust and admiration, but also with something deeper love, trust, and longing.

YN’s hands moved to the waistband of his pants, and with a quick flick of her fingers, she began to slide them down his hips. Namjoon lifted his body slightly to help her, his eyes never leaving her as she stripped him of his remaining clothes. His pants were discarded on the floor, leaving only his boxers between them.

As she began to tug his boxers down, Namjoon inhaled sharply, his thick cock springing free as soon as she removed the last barrier between them. YN gasped softly, watching as his length stood hard and ready, precum already beading at the tip. Her hand instinctively reached out, wrapping around his shaft as she gave it a gentle squeeze.

Namjoon groaned at the contact, his cock pulsing under her touch. His head fell back against the pillow, his chest rising and falling with laboured breaths. “YN, you don’t have to do this,” he murmured, his voice rough with need. “You don’t have to do this just because I gave you head…”

YN smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief as she looked up at him. “Oh, I know,” she whispered teasingly. “But I want to.”

Without another word, she leaned down, her lips parting as she guided his cock into her mouth. Namjoon’s eyes fluttered shut, a deep moan escaping his lips as the warmth of her mouth enveloped him. YN wasted no time, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around his length with practised ease.

Namjoon’s hips bucked slightly, his cock throbbing as she pleasured him. It had been so long since they had been like this, so long since he had felt her mouth on him, and the sensation was almost too much to bear. His hands fisted the sheets, his body tense with the effort of not thrusting too hard into her mouth.

YN moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through Namjoon’s entire body. She took him out of her mouth for a moment, her hand stroking his length as she looked up at him with a wicked grin. Then, without warning, she pressed his cock between her breasts, rubbing it against her cleavage in a slow, teasing motion.

Namjoon’s breath caught in his throat, his eyes wide as he watched her. “Fuck… YN…” he groaned, his hips twitching involuntarily as she continued to rub his length against her soft skin. The sight of her, her breasts wrapped around his cock, her nipples hard was almost too much to handle.

She increased her pace, her breasts squeezing his cock tighter as she worked him closer and closer to the edge. Namjoon could feel the tension building, his muscles tensing as his orgasm loomed closer. And then, with a deep groan, he came hard, his release spilling over her chest and splattering onto her face.

YN smiled, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath, her body humming with satisfaction. She looked down at the mess he had made, her fingers wiping some of the cum from her breasts before licking them clean. Namjoon watched her with hooded eyes, his body still trembling from the intensity of his orgasm.

But they weren’t done yet.

With a playful grin, Namjoon suddenly flipped her onto her back, his body moving with renewed energy as he positioned himself between her legs. “Now it’s time for the real thing,” he whispered, his voice filled with hunger as he lined himself up with her entrance.

YN’s breath hitched, her body already aching with anticipation as she spread her legs wider for him. Namjoon leaned down, his lips brushing against hers in a soft kiss before he slowly began to push inside her. But just as the tip of his cock entered her, a loud cry filled the room.

Both of them froze, their eyes wide as they turned to look at the source of the interruption. The baby had woken up, his tiny fists flailing in the air as he cried for attention.

Namjoon and YN stared at each other in shock, their bodies still entangled as they realised what had just happened. With a sigh, Namjoon pulled out, his arousal fading as he leaned back, running a hand through his hair. “Well… so much for that.”

YN laughed softly, her body still tingling with residual pleasure as she got up to tend to the baby. She cradled him in her arms, soothing him as she fed him, her body still buzzing from the interrupted passion.

The baby, content after being fed, didn’t fall back to sleep. Instead, he giggled and reached for the soft toys Namjoon had bought earlier, his tiny hands grabbing at the colourful shapes.

Namjoon and YN exchanged a glance, a mix of amusement and exasperation in their eyes. “I guess this is the start of our parenthood,” YN said, chuckling softly as she sat down beside him, the baby now happily playing with his toys.

“Yeah,” Namjoon agreed with a laugh. “Where our baby won’t let us have sex.”

They both broke into laughter, their frustration melting away as they embraced the new chapter of their lives together.

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