I had never thought of dimples as sexy until I saw the way his popped out as his smirked, squeezing my thigh before pulling up the fabric so that he could have unrestricted access to the skin beneath. It was at this moment that the butler walked in to top up our glasses, and a deep blush spread across my face as Namjoon didn't move his hand. In fact all he did was move it higher up my thigh.

"More wine, Sir?" the man asked, barely able to make eye contact.

"I think I'll pass, we may need to be excused," he replied, acting completely neutral despite the fact that the pad of his thumb was now rubbing small circles on the inside of my thigh.

Vision clouded by lust, I barely registered that we were now standing and moving towards a new room in his lavish apartment. His arm snaked its way round to my waist, pulling me closer to me as he whispered sweetnothings into my ear.

Entering a bedroom bigger than my whole apartment, he dimmed the harsh lights so that everything was covered in a atmospheric glow.

"Ever since you walked in wearing that dress," he whispered, coming over to hold my hips in his hands, "All I've wanted to do is take it off."

Gasping at his lewd words, he attached his lips to my neck. Skilfully sucking and biting wherever he wanted - and I would have let him do it wherever he wanted - his large hands made their way to my ass where he caressed the satin slowly. Breathing now becoming much more unsteady, he guided me over to the open arms of the silk sheets of the bed.

Loosening his tie, he took a moment to rake his gaze over the entirety of my body.

"Turn over," he ordered, and I obliged at once, shivers now going down my spine.

With nimble fingers, he pulled down the zipper of my dress tantalisingly slow. Pulling the fabric off my body, I heard him groan at the sight of me not wearing any underwear.

"You're a naughty girl," he rasped in my ear, flipping me over so he could press our lips together hungrily.

I could feel the bulge in his trousers press against me as we kissed deeper, and I began to grind my hips up in order to create some kind of friction between us.

"You'll be the death of me," he mumbled into the kiss, one hand trailing down my body to grab my waist firmly.

Kissing down my exposed skin, I couldn't help notice how quickly he was moving towards my core. And he made no attempt to stop.

Leaving sloppy kisses on the inside of my thighs, he began to lick generously up and down the folds of my pussy. Moaning loudly, I knotted my hands in his hair as encouragement to continue.

I can safely say that tongue is skilled at a lot more things than just rapping.

Locating my clit, he began sucking harshly on the small bud of nerves which sent waves of pleasure rocking through me and I squirmed in pleasure at the feeling. Placing a firm grip on my hips to stop me moving, I felt a small pool of heat building in the pit of my stomach as he continued to work at a merciless pace.

"I can't control myself anymore," he groaned, his breath fanning my heat as he pulled away and practically tore his shirt off.

I couldn't stop myself biting my lip at the sight of Namjoon removing his belt, his fingers working the buckle with such determined speed. Soon he was in his briefs, black and tight around the tent in his crotch.

Playing with the hem of his underwear, he shot me a cheeky wink before revealing his member in all its glory. Under the soft lighting of the room, it seemed to stand out even more. Already glistening with precum, he looked like a god.

"Still on the pill?" he asked, moving across the room to grab a bottle of lube that I assumed had been conveniently placed there before.

All I could do was nod as he poured some of the sticky substance onto his erection, working it around the girth of his cock so that it almost gleamed.

He paused before climbing on the bed, his eyes glinting as he crawled over to me. Leaving a chaste kiss on my lips, he aligned himself with my entrance and slowly teased himself inside me.

Taking a deep breath, I found the familiar stinging sensation of being stretched out by him to be intoxicating.

In that moment we were one.

Thrusting slowly into me, he continued to leave sloppy kisses on my neck and collarbones, his grunts filling the room as he began to move faster. Barely able to speak from the dizzying pleasure, I gripped onto his bicep in order to steady myself as he continued to pound into that spot.

"Your pussy feels like..." he moaned out, "Heaven... Pure heaven."

Clenching my walls around his cock at these words, he swore loudly and connected our lips together messily. All teeth and moans, we continued to kiss until he spilled into his condom, and my body soon shook from my own orgasm.

Collapsing next to me on the bed, Namjoon pulled me closer to him so that we were spooning, looking out at the view of Seoul at nighttime. Fatigued and still on our euphoric high, he left a few small kisses at the base of my neck before humming in satisfaction.

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yo, we back at this smut thing again.

also lowkey kind of want to do a 50 shades of grey 'Grey' thing and write a book from Namjoon's perspective but that's for the future.

please vote and comment if you enjoyed 💜

also if you have some spare time and want to read some yoonmin goodness, check out my collab book with ilove_joon called 'getting bi' (it's quite saucy as well).