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Kim Namjoon was the definition of boyfriend material; witty, quirky, fun, and considerate. And hot, in a female-gaze kind of way. In the month that you’d gotten to know him, navigating through the fun stage of dating which entailed teasing and participating in a bit of banter has only shaped him to be a very attractive character. Everything was still superficial and god, did he turn you on. He always smelt so good with his tall and big stature and even larger aura that filled the room with how he laughed with his full chest and flared his very animated limbs. There were these little actions that made you a little more infatuated with him every time you saw him, like how his big hands could nearly wrap around your entire waist as he whispered an “excuse me” directly into your ear to pass you or how he seemed to cling to every word you said, always the attentive conversationalist. He spoke so passionately and thoughtfully, and you kind of wanted to just swallow this man whole. The icing on the cake would be if he was kinky, which you hadn't been able to gauge through your two heated make-out sessions.
Tonight’s date was a stroll on the main street - just people-watching and giggling amongst yourselves. It was a warm night and you were clinging onto his arm (read: copping a feel of his firm arm through his stylish button-up) as you made your way back to his place for some mixology and a documentary that he’d thought you’d be interested in.
Not to be that horny little gremlin, but something had plagued your mind a majority of the night - Namjoon had shared that it had been ages since he got head because his previous girl simply didn’t like to do it. Not sure how he managed to casually share the tidbit of information but it definitely planted a seed in your mind. You loved to suck cock and you were quite determined to worship the big cock that Kim Namjoon was packing.
Next thing you know, there are full, plush lips against your neck with your legs straddled over his thighs, and those darn large and warm hands placed teasingly just above your waist which had you pressing wantonly against his firm chest.
“You’re so fucking hot, god, what are you doing to me,” he asks rhetorically, his voice deep and muffled against your neck, pulling you close as he leans into his living room couch. You had an inkling that Namjoon wasn’t a quiet lover and that sparked a fire in your core. You are determined to draw more noises out of him. Grabbing the nape of his neck, you bring his mouth back to yours, making him moan into your mouth as you nip at his upper lip. His hands lower to palm the fat of your ass under your skirt, playing with the edge of your lacey underwear.
“Let me do something for you, Joonie. Want to make you feel good,” you speak against his lips. Namjoon audibly gulps as you lower to your knees, making space between his thick thighs. Looking up his torso from under your eyelashes, you see a flushed face and his sharp eyes; he looked pretty wrecked already.
“I’m going to have to admit that I might just blow once you got your hot little mouth on me, baby,” he bashfully confesses as you nose the zipper of his cargo pants. His hands wander to massage your shoulders lightly and you sigh into his touch - he’s such a sweetheart. You feel him shiver as you leave hot, open-mouth kisses against the imprint of his hardening length through his pants.
“No problem, Joonie, I just want you to sit back and enjoy because I most definitely will. This could be a sneak preview of more to come if anything,” you purr against the length of him, taking in the sight of him; legs spread, thighs flexing and strong jaw clenched. You pull his zipper down with one hand, the other massaging his muscular thigh. You giggle at the little shimmy he does to pull his pants and briefs down - you’re so fond of this man.
“Go ahead, baby,” he mumbles, eyes focused on your warm hand taking his heavy member out of his briefs. You hear a sharp intake of breath as you make your way from his belly button, down to the root of his cock, leaving a trail of wet kisses along the happy trail of pubic hair. You start off with flat, broad licks alternating with simply running your nose along the long length , getting your fill of him. He lets out a breathy chuckle at your antics. You hold him by his girthy base - his cock was tan and thick, and it stood impressively.
“Mmmm, you taste better than I imagined,“ you moan into his skin, tongue tracing his frenulum. His thigh flexes under your palm - you eat up his every response.
“Oh yeah? You’ve imagined this? You suckling on my fat cock and it being down your throat? You dirty girl,“ his dirty talk was a deep dive in the right direction and it all but just commanded you to open your mouth, tongue dangling invitingly.
He groans a “fuck yes”, as he slaps his heavy tip again your awaiting tongue, neck vein bulging at the sight. You suction around just the tip, getting used to his taste and easing both of you into the experience. Your lips stretch around his girthy head and the heavy weight of it has your head fuzzy - tickling your oral fixation kick. Saliva pools in your mouth as his head pokes at your cheek and the grumble that he lets out goes straight to your cunt as he massages his cock head through your cheek.
You aren't aware of the show you're giving him, sitting prettily on your knees with a full-body mirror conveniently placed behind you. Your short skirt is flipped up, showing your cute panties, barely containing your fat ass. “God, you look like fucking wet dream,“ Namjoon can’t help but say, palm dragging across his face, as if he can’t believe that you were in front of him.
You press your tongue into the deep crevice of his blushing tip and all you can taste is him - so heady that it involuntary makes your eyes roll back and your mouth salivates more, gurgling around his length as you try to take him deeper.
“Mmm, baby - you’re just gagging for it, aren’t you? “ he says as he firmly pets the back of your head, resting on your nape and you let out a noise of agreement.
“Want to take me deeper, baby? Can you do that for me? Your mouth is so hot and wet, fuck-” as he tucks a stray hair strang behind your ear, your gaze meeting his. A deep groan is taken from him as you swallow around him, your throat trying to accommodate and properly welcome his fat cock.
“That’s it, baby - let me in, right where I belong,” he guides you with a soft insistent push of his hips, your throat fluttering around his thick tip. You shiver as you feel his finger tracing the column of your throat, right along where he was inside. Your eyes water and close as you spread your knees apart to gain better leverage as you choke yourself on his cock. The only sound in the room is the filthy squelch of his dick fucking its way into your throat.
“Fuck, sweetheart - I’m going to give it to you like you deserve it, yeah? Can I fuck your throat open? I know you can take it like a good girl,“ he says and all you can do is wiggle your tush to show your enthusiasm and eagerness to please, his eyes darkening as he catches the pleasant jiggle of your ass in the mirror’s reflection. You can’t remember ever feeling this hot for someone. Fuck, you’d do anything for this man.
He tightens his hold, forming a makeshift ponytail which causes a pleasant shiver to run down your spine - igniting all your nerves and you moan deeply around him.
“That’s fucking it, what a good girl you are, “ he nearly snarls as he guides your head into his pelvis, his hips pushing up from the couch. All you hear is the glugging noise of his cock trying to make space in your tight throat coupled with his harsh, laboured breaths. He keeps you down on his cock, fucking shallowing and never pulling back the entire way.
“I’m going to come down your throat, yeah? Can you swallow for me?” He's asking all the right questions but you make a noise of protest. You push against his hold and pull back enough just for his heavy tip to rest on your tongue as you feel his thighs tense. You glance up just in time to see him throw his head back, eyes clenched closed and jaw slack - he is gorgeous and you’ll definitely be committing the sight of his high to memory. You catch all he has to give you and you keep his hot cum pooled on your tongue. Your dark and teary gaze meets his as you lewdly open your mouth to show him your prize.
“Fuckkk, baby. You like that? That’s all for you,” he says and he unexpectedly places his two fingers in your mouth, rubbing against the length of your tongue, playing with his cum. Fuck, if you weren’t absolutely soaked before, you were now. He fucks his fingers and his cum back into your throat- gagging you again. You can’t help but moan around his fingers as you swallow, making a show of greedily and noisily lapping at his fingers.
“You’re so fucking hot and messy. That was fucking amazing - you’re fucking amazing,“ he jumbles out breathily, tugging you into his lap. His hands caress your ass cheeks and you feel your arousal that pooled in your panties drag against this open fly.
“That was so fun,” you mumble into his neck, your voice wrecked as you try to catch your breath.
“Fun? You absolutely blew my mind, baby,“ he says as he plants a string of hot kisses down your neck. “Let me eat you out, please. Fuck, I’ve never wanted to do anything more in my life,” he groans, nibbing at your earlobe. You giggle into his neck with a “yes, please.”