Huuhh huuhh

Each heavy pant that matched the sensual movements of Namjoon's hips sucked Seokjin deeper and deeper into the pleasure he was already feeling. With his back against the headboard of the bed and his lover riding him so seductively, he couldn't have anything else in his mind. Seokjin's hands released the grip they'd previously had on Namjoon's waist to move upward.

Namjoon was too lost in the pleasure to take notice of one of Seokjin's hands moving to his chest as the other slipped around to the back of his head. He was pleasantly surprised when he was gently pushed backward, the hand on the back of his head making sure he met the bed comfortably.

"My god, you're beautiful." Seokjin was always in awe of how lovely Namjoon was, especially when he was lost in pleasure. Moving his hands again to place them onto the mattress on either side of his lover, he began to thrust into Namjoon, whose moans and pants were the most magical music to his ears.

Namjoon grabbed one of Seokjin's hands and pulled it to his mouth, taking the tip of his index finger between his lips briefly before managing to speak."So...are you..." He could barely get the words out between thrusts, feeling breathless.

Every time they made love, Seokjin felt like he could never get enough of Namjoon. It seemed as though they were made for each other, their bodies parts of the same jigsaw puzzle, destined to fit together."Cum for me..." Seokjin leaned down and pressed his face into the crook of Namjoon's neck.

Those were the words Namjoon always heard whenever he was close. He loved that Seokjin could tell he was close just by his sounds and body tensing. But he knew Seokjin was close too, and he wanted to do this a little differently this time."You...first..."

Hearing that, Seokjin grabbed Namjoon's thigh and lifted his leg up for a better angle."With pleasure..." Each thrust brought him closer and closer to his limit, and he knew the feeling would push Namjoon over the edge as well.

And it definitely did. Once Seokjin released inside of him, Namjoon couldn't hold back any longer. Arching his back, he climaxed as well before resting limp against the mattress. He didn't get a chance to catch his breath though because his lips were soon captured by Seokjin's, which he didn't mind.

Despite knowing how worn out Namjoon must be, it was well-known between them that Seokjin loved to cuddle and kiss afterward. He knew Namjoon never minded. So as their lips meshed so lovingly, Seokjin shifted to lay beside the man he adored, feeling euphoric.