Namjoon couldn't wait to go home to his baby. It had been two days since he had left the studio working endlessly on his new mixtape. He knew it hurt Jin's feelings when he was away for so long, but he also made it up to him every single time, by doing whatever baby wanted. This time, however, things were different.
Namjoon was sitting in his studio, with Suga looking over his shoulder. He just added a few more notes, a couple snares, one or two reverse sax notes, and then he hit play. It sounded perfect, and he finally felt relieved. He collapsed, his head on the desk, thinking about how he can finally leave.
He stood up, handed it over to Suga, and then grabbed his things and left. He got in his car and tried not to fall asleep while he drove back to his apartment where Jin would be waiting for him. Once he parked in the parking lot, he took a minute to regain his consciousness and grabbed his things. He climbed out of the car and walked in the building, up the stairs, and finally, he was in front of the door.
He grabbed his key, slid it in the lock, turned, and pushed open the door. He looked up, and saw the kitchen light on. He walked in, setting his keys and jacket aside, and walked into his bedroom. It was empty, so he just set his bag on the floor and his phone on the stand. The bed looked so inviting, to his half asleep state, but he just changed into sweatpants and a gray t-shirt and walked back to the kitchen.
Jin was sitting at the table, and both of their eyes lit up when they saw each other. "Namjoon, you're home!" Jin said, quite excitedly while standing up suddenly. Namjoon nodded with a small "yeah" and pulled him into a hug. Jin buried his face into the crook of his neck while mumbling, "I missed you."
"I missed you too, hyung."
"I made you some food, eat quickly and then we can go to bed," Jin said, sitting back down. Namjoon fixed a small plate and sat next to Jin. They both finished quickly and washed their dishes. By then, Namjoon could barely keep his eyes open, so they both stumbled into the bedroom. He collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep almost instantly. Just as Jin cuddled into his chest, he dozed.
Namjoon's eyes fluttered open, not adjusting to the darkness due to hearing obscure noises during his slumber. He took a minute, wrapping his mind around things. It then dawned on him what the noises were.
He rolled over quickly, capturing Jin in his arms before he could escape. Namjoon whispered into his ear, "Pleasuring yourself, Babyboy?"
"Y-Yes Daddy, I'm- I'm sorry..." Jin whimpered. Namjoon leaned down and started attacking Jin's neck with sloppy, open mouthed kisses.
"What's our rule?" Namjoon asked in his deep, raspy, tired voice. Jin responded, "N-No pleasuring myself without Daddy's permission, especially when he's gone or too tired to help..."
"That's right." Namjoon then grabbed the blanket and threw it off of both of them and onto the floor. He rolled over, towering over Jin's cowering body. He grabbed his perfect face and pulled his to his for a deep, rough kiss. Each time Jin spread his lips, Namjoon took the chance and slipped his tongue into his mouth, making him moan each time.
Then, he reached down and put his hand on top of Jin's which was gripping his length. He pushed the hand away so he could start stroking his cock slowly, teasing him as he moaned uncontrollably. As he passed his thumb over the slit slowly, he collected precum, using it as a lubricant for his hand to slide smoothly up and down his shaft.
"Do you remember what happens when you disobey Daddy's rules?" Namjoon whispered. "I-I get the tools..." Jin whimpered in return.
Namjoon nodded in admiration. He climbed off of his boyfriend's body and grabbed a box from a shelf in the closet, since his eyes had adjusted and he could see, with help of the moonlight flooding in from the window.
He pulled out his few favourites to start out. He commanded Jin to sit on his knees after stripping naked. He obliged, and Namjoon took his favourite toy and cuffed his hands behind his back. Following the handcuffs was a blindfold and a cock ring.
Jin whimpered in pain from the handcuffs, but Namjoon ignored him and turned him around so he was facing away from him. He pulled him on to his back and propped his head up with pillows.
"Are you ready to get your mouth fucked like the needy slut you are?" Jin nodded in return and said, "Yes, Daddy..."
Namjoon took off his pants, and tapped Jin's lips with his cock. Jin was quick to open his mouth for him, allowing him to slide in smoothly and down his throat. Jin gagged and moaned, sending vibrations into his body, which turned him on even more.
"Remember our safe gesture?" Namjoon asked. Jin responded with a slight shake of his head. "Just graze your teeth, and I'll pull out. Okay?" Jin nodded, and tried it out once, while staring up at him.
"Just like that,". Namjoon said, and started rolling his hips, fucking Jin's face. His thrusts were deep and slow, occasionally burying himself deep in Jin's throat until he had to gently bite down, making him pull out. Each time Namjoon had to pull out, Jin took only a few seconds to regenerate until his mouth was open and needy again. Namjoon saw it as the hottest thing in the world.
As Namjoon got closer and closer, he began gaining speed and going harder until he pulled out just in time for his liquids to release onto Jin's plump lips and face. Jin licked off as much as he could and then closed his mouth, waiting for his next command.
"Since you were just a bad boy, you don't get to cum tonight. Next time, just say you want me and I'll help you."
"Okay Daddy, I- I promise I'll be good from now on."
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