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-'' So, this is where you spend most of your time?'' – Yoongi looked around Namjoon's office in the underground of the mansion. It was truly a remarkable place, filled with the newest technology and gadgets, and one wall filled with expensive figurines, a few of them that were made from very rare jade, turquoise and opal stones, which fascinated Yoongi very much.

Namjoon sat in his chair in front of his screens, but for the first time, he didn't stare at them as he usually does. No, this time his entire attention was on a smaller man that preoccupied his thoughts for a while now, strolling around and admiring his surroundings, while the warm yellow light from the ceilings shuns over his pale skin. Min Yoongi was so beautiful.

For the moment it seem like he didn't hear anything he said, but seeing that Yoongi paused in his tracks to look at him, Namjoon stopped himself from staring, blushed profusely and quickly answered. – '' Yeah, almost all the time.''

Yoongi's brows arched in surprise. – '' All the time?''

Namjoon shrugged his shoulders. – '' Well, yeah. It was necessary. It was important not to miss any vital information which would disrupt Hyung's plan. We updated it over the years many times because the new variables kept showing up. Every new player, new evidence, and new action was discovered, checked and stored for later use. It was the only way, which is why it was important for me to be there when that happen.'' – He blushed and bowed his head in embarrassment. – '' Sorry, I'm rambling.''

Yoongi's feline eyes shined brightly as he listens with an interest. – '' No, no, not at all. I find it all so fascinating. You have to tell me more, please. How did you discover the pink diamond trail?''

The shy dimpled smile adorned Namjoon's face as he answered Yoongi's questions with enthusiasm. After a while, Yoongi only had to hum in acknowledgement or raise his eyebrows in surprise, prompting for more information here and there, sitting in the chair opposite, one leg crossed above the other, and his chin leaned on his fingers as he listened because Namjoon was on fire. He was brilliant with words, his mind was so vast and knowledgeable and his voice was so pleasant to be listened to. Yoongi was enchanted.

He truly found Namjoon captivating. His older brother, Seokjin was highly interesting, too. His vast knowledge of gems, and remarkable jewellery skill was fascinating to Yoongi, and he would gladly spend hours talking to him about it. Their youngest brother, Taehyung was awesome as well, but his wild nature was sometimes too much for Yoongi's taste. Still, the lad was charming and intelligent. But the one that had Yoongi's interest completely in his power, was Namjoon.

Yoongi never cared about the status, or any social, gender or religious differences between the people. He was attracted by a person's soul and brain, rather than their physical appearance, but he had to admit that Namjoon, besides his sexy brain and pure soul, was devilishly handsome and adorable as well. His strength, height, and protectiveness would be too cliché if there wasn't for adorable clumsiness and certain sensitivity within him. Add, that bloody dimple in the mix and Yoongi was a goner.

When Jungkook told him that Namjoon had a crush on him, Yoongi didn't believe it. He just waved his hand in dismissal and told him to stop talking nonsense, but once he got to know Namjoon more he started suspecting it was true. His sudden blushes whenever he got caught staring when Yoongi's eyes were elsewhere, overly-grandiloquent words when he describes something to him (oh, Yoongi did not doubt that Namjoon knew exactly what each word meant, he basically swallowed the World Encyclopedia), but his need to be understood by Yoongi was so big that Yoongi knew he has to give his best to meet Namjoon's mental capability half-way in order to reassure the taller man that there's no need try so much and that Yoongi was able to understand him perfectly with only a few words if any.

Now, looking at him sitting there, Namjoon looked so good in a simple white t-shirt, which accentuated his wide shoulders and chest, and blue jeans. His bare feet were on the soft fluffy white rug, his slippers discarded somewhere under the table. He wore only a few bracelets around his wrists, two from the simple black rope, and one silver. His hands were big and masculine, like everything on him from the neck down. His newly-dark hair was cut very short, the sides almost shaved, and his soul-searching eyes hid behind black-rimmed glasses, giving him that sexy nerdy look, which in combination with the killer body, made Yoongi weak in the knees.

Still, Yoongi had the power.

He could feel it, even though Namjoon was stronger, bigger, and smarter, Yoongi knew that he was in charge here. He knew that Namjoon would submit to him. He would challenge him, yes, but in the end, he will do what Yoongi wants, when he wants, and how he wants, and Yoongi loved that power.

With that in mind, Yoongi leads the conversation on a different route, using one example where their opinions differ to make his challenge open to debate. Namjoon didn't disappoint. He never disappoints Yoongi muses. Where Yoongi's opinion was strong and seemingly perfect, Namjoon will find the holes to counter him. Where Namjoon's thoughts and philosophical way expand the subject even wider, giving it a much deeper meaning, Yoongi's sharp, but the right-to-the-point tongue was there to challenge those beliefs and opinions. It was magnificent mental fencing. Yoongi enjoyed it immensely, feeling himself getting more and more turned on by every counter. He could feel the heat from Namjoon too.

Yoongi proud himself of being exceptionally smart, indeed, but Namjoon was on another level. Still, Namjoon lacks the deviant way of thinking that his brothers possessed, and Yoongi was a master, using everything at his disposal to win the argument.

He used his deep drawling voice to fiend boredom, which infuriated Namjoon to argue even more. Every exasperated sigh from Yoongi's side before countering Namjoon in the same calm voice, made the other man grip his armrests tighter as his body vibrated from the electrifying energy. If Yoongi was cool water, Namjoon was a fireball.

Yoongi hums deep, closing his eyes as he listened, but intentionally tilting his head back and exposing his long neck for Namjoon to observe. He could feel his eyes on him, and he knew Namjoon would strangle him, or fuck him right now. And that's exactly what Yoongi wanted.

You see, Yoongi knew that he can have Namjoon under his mercy, but he didn't want obedient Namjoon, not right now in any case. No, Yoongi wanted him passionate and defiant, so he could break him into submission at his own pace. He was in the mood for that ever since he saw man's big muscles. He could carry me around like I weight nothing. Yoongi thought in amusement.

Namjoon lean back to his chair, moving his glasses on the top of his head so he could rub his face from the frustration he felt. Min Yoongi was driving him crazy.

-'' I know you are just fucking with me, Hyung. There's no way that you truly believe in that.'' – He said in a passionate voice, eyes still scrunched behind his fingertips.

-'' No.'' – Came Yoongi's deep voice. – '' Not yet, I'm not, but I hope I might.''

That sounded strange, Namjoon thought. He pulls his glasses back on his nose and bore his eyes on Yoongi's smaller frame. He nearly choked.

Min Yoongi had that devilishly satisfied smirk on his face, his legs were now spread and a distinctive bulge was clearly visible. His head was still slightly tilted to the side, and one of his long fingers was on his lips as he observed him with hunger.

Namjoon let go of the breath he was holding, swallows and asks. – '' You hope you might do what, exactly?''

Yoongi blinks slowly, turning his head to face Namjoon fully. – '' I think that's plain, Joon-ah. I want you.''

Fuck me. Namjoon cursed to himself, hardening rapidly in his jeans. He shifted slightly, lips parted after he licks them. – '' Right now?''

Yoongi's feline eyes observed him carefully, looking at any sigh of retreat. Finding none, he grew bolder. He stood up and went to stand between Namjoon's legs.

-'' Why not. Am I going too fast for you? Do you need more foreplay, or was this enough?'' – Yoongi asks in a calm voice.

Namjoon allowed his head to fall backwards as he took a deep calming breath, his arms were aching to grab Yoongi by the hips and pull him into his lap. Still, he didn't dare.

-'' Weren't you afraid you will make me angry instead?'' – He asks to buy some time. Coward. He scolds himself.

Yoongi smiles. – '' Oh, I was hoping to. I knew you would find it quite infuriating.'' – He glances down at Namjoon's lap, and his grin widens. – '' I hoped it will turn you on, and it did.''

Namjoon glances down, blushes and tried to close his legs, but Yoongi stopped him with his knees.

-'' No, don't hide. I'm hard too. See?'' – He brushed his long fingers over his bulge, satisfied to see Namjoon struggling to stay calm, his chest moving rapidly up and down as he fought to control his breath.

-'' Do you want me, Namjoon-ah?''

Namjoon gulps and then nods. – '' Y-Yeah...a lot.''

Yoongi smiles and then straddles Namjoon's thick thighs. He had to widen his legs quite a lot so he could accommodate both of them. He could feel the muscles beneath him twitch. Namjoon's hand automatically went to his hips, holding him protectively. Cute. Yoongi muses and leans more into Namjoon's space. – '' Can I kiss you?''

-'' You can do whatever you want. You always could.''

Namjoon's bold honesty surprised Yoongi, who expected him to shy away again, but the lust in his eyes told him that he could, indeed, do whatever he wants. So he does.

Yoongi kisses him for the first time and it was marvellous. Their tongues were hot and hungry for each other, having no time for gentleness and slow kisses. They were too worked up for that. Yoongi wanted him way too much to take things slow, and considering how passionately Namjoon was returning the kisses, his hands gripping Yoongi's body closer told him that the feeling is mutual.

Yoongi ran his hand through the short strands on the back of Namjoon's hair, grounding him to his tempo, his need, but watching for Namjoon's small breathy whimpers and body shudders.

-'' Touch me, Namjoon.'' – Yoongi groans in Namjoon's mouth. –'' Touch me everywhere.''

Namjoon groans in want, his big hands cupping Yoongi's ass to pull him closer, as his mouth traveled down Yoongi's jaw and neck.

-'' H-Hyung. What do you want?''

Yoongi kisses him again hard before leaning back to meet his eyes. One of his hands slid down Namjoon's chest between his legs, gripping at the clothed member. – '' I was hoping I can have this tonight.''

Namjoon moans at this, scrunching his eyes as Yoongi continued to massage his cock.

Yoongi leaned their foreheads together and continued. – '' When you invited me tonight, I thought you will finally get the courage to kiss me, Joon-ah, but you didn't.''

-'' I'm sorry, Hyung.''

Yoongi chuckles, squeezing Namjoon's length, while his other hand went to unbutton the man's jeans. Soon, his hand were inside, pulling nice, long thick cock out.

-'' Dammit, Joon-ah, you are perfect.'' – Yoongi kissed Namjoon's lips again, stroking Namjoon's length. It was a little dry, so Yoongi spits in his palm before resuming his task. Namjoon moans again, willing himself not to cum right at this moment, like some virgin, even though that wasn't so far away from the truth.

No, Namjoon wasn't a virgin. He had partners, but they were so few, and they were all women. Three of them, to be exact. The first one was when he was sixteen, and she was eighteen. It was awkward and ended up fast. She refused to see him again afterwards. The second was a one-night stand some few years later, but with their situation and Dong-Ho breathing on their necks, Namjoon could never completely relax into it. The third time was on the plane. He was travelling to some business meeting with Jin when he dozed off and work up suddenly, hard, after having a wet dream. He excuses himself to the bathroom to deal with his problem when he heard the knock on the door. The stewardess that was eyeing him ever since he got there slipped inside, closing the door behind them. She said she could help him with a little problem and fell on her knees. Her mouth was good and she had no gag reflex, swallowing his orgasm to the last drop. He thanked her clumsily and excuses himself, leaving her behind. He didn't want to have anything more with her, and it was enough that he had to endure Jin's smug and knowing face.

He hated rushed interactions with strangers. He desired to know the person well first, but that was never an option. Wheein was the closest thing to that, but nothing ever happened between them and they remained friends. And then everything changed with Min Yoongi.

Never in his life did Namjoon feel such desire for someone before. The desire for closeness, for someone's body, touches, words and attention. But then Min Yoongi came and turned his world upside down and Namjoon was completely in his power.

Everything Min Yoongi did or say, made Namjoon want him more, and right now, Namjoon was too lost for him.

He grips Yoongi's asscheeks harder, licking in Yoongi's mouth as their breaths mingle between them.

Yoongi arched his ass more to the touch, unbuttoning his own trousers, and pulling them lower. Namjoon's deft fingers found their way inside to touch the naked skin, digging into Yoongi's flesh, as his index finger slid over the rim.

Yoongi gasped. – '' Shit, you don't happen to have lube in here?''

Namjoon huffs a laugh. – '' Didn't I tell you I spent all my time in here?''

-'' Then what are you waiting for?'' – Yoongi arches his eyebrow.

Namjoon grins widely, one hand leaving Yoongi to turn his chair so he could open the nearby drawer. Inside were several bottles of lube in various states of fullness, a box of tissues, wet wipes and fleshlight, a very neat and useful sex toy.

Namjoon took the lube, but Yoongi took out the fleshlight, observing it and then glancing at Namjoon's cock in his other hand. He then met Namjoon's eyes. – '' Next time, we will play with this.'' – He says with lust in his voice.

Namjoon's heart skips the beat. –'' Next time?''

Yoongi looks at him hard. – '' I don't know what you expected of this Namjoon, but this certainly isn't a one-night stand for me.'' – He says, putting the toy back in the drawer.

-'' No, no! It's not a one-night stand for me either.'' – Namjoon was quick to reassure, a hand tightening on Yoongi's waist as if to stop him from moving away.

Yoongi smiled warmly. – '' Good. Because next time, I'll bring my favourite toys as well.''

-'' You're going to be the death of me.'' - Namjoon groans, bucking his hips into Yoongi's hand.

Yoongi's shoulder shook from silent laughter. – '' Death? No. Exhaustion from sex? Yes.''

Namjoon groans and finds Yoongi's lips again.

Namjoon's t-shirt was off fast. His broad chest and tiddies were so delicious. Yoongi was salivating. He bends his head down to kiss the skin, fingers playing with nipples. He felt Namjoon's fingers pulling at his own clothes.

-'' Off. Off. I need it off, please.'' – Namjoon says impatiently, and Yoongi moved to take off his garments until he stood completely naked.

He felt safe and admired under Namjoon's hungry gaze, and soon his hands were on every inch of Yoongi's body, his wet mouth, and tongue following soon after.

Yoongi never felt so appreciated before. Namjoon just made him feel so strong, so special, and so beautiful in a matter of seconds.

His eyes fell on Namjoon's superb member between his legs and Yoongi felt himself falling to his knees. He took him into his mouth and spend some minutes worshipping it with his skilful tongue technology, taking a mental note to do that with every part of Namjoon's body next time, preferably on a comfortable bed.

Namjoon had his hand in Yoongi's hair, holding but not controlling him, and Yoongi doubled his efforts, relaxing his throat as much as he could. Namjoon gasped, fighting to keep his hips still. He was too close, and he didn't want to end like this. It was too soon. Yoongi senses it too.

He pulled back with one hard suck on the tip and let the length flop back on Namjoon's belly. He returned to Namjoon's lap again, taking the lube from the table and pouring it into his fingers to prep himself quickly. He couldn't wait to sit on that thing. His body was aching for it. He worked fast.

-'' Can I help?'' – Namjoon asked carefully.

-'' Have you ever prepared a man before?'' – Yoongi asked.

Namjoon shakes his head.

-'' And yourself? Have you ever touched yourself back there?''

Namjoon shakes his head again.

Yoongi bit his lip and groaned at all of the possibilities he could do with Namjoon in the future.

-'' Next time, alright? You will help me next time.'' – Yoongi says and Namjoon nods.

-'' Kiss me.'' – Yoongi says, leaning closer. Namjoon smiles warmly and does exactly that.

It took him some minutes until Yoongi was four fingers in, considering how thick Namjoon was, he needed to be prepared thoroughly. He added lube several more times to make himself wet and slippery.

He stroked Namjoon's length with his other arm to keep him ready.

-'' You have a condom?'' – Yoongi asks, and Namjoon moves back, blinking.

His eyes went wide. – '' In my room, yes, but not here.''

Yoongi huffs an annoyed breath. – '' Fuck. I have some, but I don't think they would fit. You are big.''

Namjoon licks his lips. – '' I can hurry up and get some.'' – He suggests.

-'' No, I can't wait for that long. I'm too worked up.'' – He sighs. – '' Listen, I don't do this usually, but I'm clean. We have regular health check-ups at work, and I haven't been with anyone without a condom for a long time.''

-'' I'm clean too. Hyung is very insistent with this, although I think it's because of Taehyung, to keep him in check.''

Yoongi snorts and even Namjoon smiles.

-'' Well, he is quite wild, but he knows how to take care of himself. And for Jiminie as well.''

-'' I surely hope so, because Jungkookie doesn't like to share.'' – Yoongi adds, pecking Namjoon on the lips. – '' So? Bare?''

Namjoon gulps and takes a shuddering breath. – '' Yeah.''

Yoongi observes him. – '' Are you sure you want this, Joon-ah? We don't have to do it if it's too fast for you.''

-'' No, no. It's not that. It's just...'' – He pauses to wet his lips again, his mouth going a bit dry. – '' I just never done this with a man. What if I hurt you?''

Yoongi felt his stomach turn with heat and his heart spread from the affection he felt towards this big bear of a man.

Yoongi kisses him again. – '' You won't hurt me. I promise.'' – He says, wet fingers wrapping around Namjoon's members again after he coats them with a copious amount of lube. – '' You really need to see my toys.''

Namjoon shakes his head, smiling widely. – '' How are you even real?''

Yoongi's shoulders shook as he laughed and then his expression turned serious as he began descending onto Namjoon's cock.

The plenty of lube helped a lot, but he was still unprepared for Namjoon, even with all the preparation before.

Namjoon knew this and he was very calm, hands caressing Yoongi's body in a slow movement, urging him to relax, and his mouth danced on Yoongi's neck, touching every sensitive nerve there. Yoongi knew his own body. He knew how to will his body to relax, and Namjoon's gentleness certainly helped, for which he was grateful.

And then, as soon as his body stopped fighting against the intrusion, Yoongi began to move, and pretty soon he was riding Namjoon with all of his might.

-'' You are so deep, oh... fuck...'' – Yoongi panted. – '' You are on my prostate nonstop.'' – He tosses his head back and moans in that deep voice of his, eyes closing from the ecstasy.

-'' Do you want me to move away from it?'' – Namjoon asks in concern. – '' I read that it could be uncomfortable, even painful to some people, if stimulated pretty hard, and considering the pace you set, I'll say it's pretty hard.''

-'' Aah, Namjoon.''

-'' Yes?''

-'' Shut the fuck up and kiss me, and don't you dare move from it.'' – Yoongi ordered and crashes his lips with Namjoons.

Namjoon just tightens his hold on the smaller man, hands roaming his body, flesh groping, and skin slapping. His chair protested as he repeatedly hit the back of the table, shaking everything on it.

Namjoon suddenly stands up, Yoongi still in his hands and on his cock.

-'' Oh, shit, yes!'' – Yoongi yells and wraps his arms and legs around Namjoon's body, who began bouncing him up and down on his cock, making Yoongi's eyes roll at the back of his head. He felt him so deep like his. He was holding him like he weighs nothing. – '' Aaah, Namjoon! God!''

-'' I need to go faster? Can I go faster?'' – Namjoon asks.

-'' Fuck yeah!''

-'' I need to put you down.''

Yoongi feels Namjoon slipping out of him and he almost whines, but then his feet touch the ground and he is moved, chest first on the desk, the keyboard and things quickly pushed away by Namjoon, so Yoongi could lean on the flat surface more comfortably.

As soon as Namjoon slipped back in again, Yoongi buried his face in his arm trying to hold his sanity after the pace Namjoon now set was pure maddening torture. It was amazing.

He grips his aching cock and started stroking it in the same rhythm Namjoon was pounding into him. Yoongi knew he won't be able to hold on much longer. He barely managed to keep himself still, holding the edge of the table with all of his might. He could feel Namjoon's strong arms around him, holding his hips. His toes barely touched the ground as Namjoon pulled him on his cock ruthlessly. Yoongi felt like he was impaled in the best way imaginable.

No one ever fucked him like this before, not with this strength, with this desire. Not like Namjoon. Fuck, Yoongi was so gone for this man. He couldn't get enough of him. He wanted more, and more, and more.

Something caught his attention and Yoongi glanced toward the screens. His body almost froze when he saw the person walking down the hall that lead to Namjoon's office, slowly approaching the door. It was Kim Seokjin.

-'' Shit. Namjoon. Your brother is coming this way.'' – Yoongi moans, his body shaking from the strong pace Namjoon has set a while back.

-'' Shit!'' – Namjoon echoes Yoongi's previous statement, bending over him so his hand could reach the keyboard, punching five codes in quick succession. The door clicks and the small beeping sound announces that the locking mechanism was activated. Yoongi watched as Seokjin punched the code into the keypad, but nothing happened. He did it one more time, but the door remained firmly closed. Jin looks at the camera, smirks, and then turns away and leaves.

All that time Namjoon haven't slowed the pace at all, what's more, he went even deeper than before. Yoongi rolls his eyes at the back of his head and allows his head to drop on his hand, the other still gripping at his aching cock.

Fuck. He's fucking me so good. It flashes through Yoongi's mind more as an afterthought, since all of his senses were totally preoccupied with Namjoon's cock inside of him, his strong hands on his hips, his hot mouth on Yoongi's spine, and his muffled groans of pleasure as he drove him to the highest of hights.

Namjoon's hand slips down to Yoongi's stomach and presses there. Yoongi had to blink a few times first, his hand releasing his cock to join Namjoon's, his hazy mind catching it slower than usual. Namjoon was feeling his own cock protruding from the inside Yoongi's belly as he took him deeper.

This realization hit Yoongi so hard that he couldn't hold it anymore. He was too close.

Namjoon was too. – '' I'm too close. Can I cum inside? P-please.''

-'' Yes! Yes!'' – Yoongi all but screamed, and that made Namjoon groan into Yoongi's back, biting the skin as he emptied himself in hot waves.

The feeling of hot cum hitting his insides, the claiming bite on his back, and Namjoon's sexy groans tipped him over as well. With a broken whine, gasping for air, he felt his body tighten, and then spasm after spasm he shuddered, his cock spurting his semen onto the white fluffy rug.

They stayed like that, connected, for a while, bodies still vibrating as they fought to gain their breathing under control. Eventually, Namjoon pulled out, falling back to his chair, his spent cock was now glistening from his release, and he almost moaned when he saw the trail of his cum sliding down Yoongi's thigh.

He gathered some with two of his fingers, pushing it back inside Yoongi's hole. Yoongi shuddered. He turns his head to glance at Namjoon, breathing hard. – '' You want me plugged?''

Namjoon's eyes sparkled. – '' I want you in every way possible.''

Yoongi allowed his head to fall back down. – '' Where were you all this time?'' – He murmurs into his arms.

Namjoon chuckles. –'' Right here.'' – He says and pulls out his fingers, but only to pull Yoongi back into his lap. The fingers of his other hand slid to Yoongi's chin. He kisses him gently this time, and Yoongi relaxes into it.

Namjoon couldn't explain this wonderful relaxed feeling of belonging and warmth he was feeling. Well, medically, yes he could. He knew that it was probably just orgasmic bliss that he read about so many times before. His endorphins are still rushing through his bloodstream, activating the body's opiate receptors, and causing an analgesic effect.

Yes, Namjoon knew what was going on, he just never felt this before, and he was so glad he feeling it now, with Yoongi. He suddenly remembers Taehyung's teasing words about his '' crush'' and he subconsciously tightens his hug around Yoongi, who shifts himself more comfortably in his lap, and hums contently.

Namjoon's heart just swells more and began drumming hard again. He knows one thing for certain, and that is, that his crush just got updated into something different, ten times stronger, and he was not panicking. No, he was utterly happy.

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Now, this chapter was a surprise even for me. I didn't plan on writing it at all, but then several of you said that you want the Namgi part, so I got inspired. I hope this was a perfect cherry on the top of a huge sundae that was this story. And with this chapter, I say a final goodbye to it. It was a lot of fun.

So now that everything is done, tell me your thoughts on the entire story. I would love to hear from you.

See you, my darlings in some new adventure. Take care and be happy 💜💜💜

P.S.

@XIfrozethesunX thanks for the inspiration, hun 💜