#the protruding bones make him sexier actually
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|The call| Namjoon| Smut
(Gif not related he just looks FINE AF...and this is what made me feel the need to write something...because...fuck!)
1.5k ALL SMUT
Basically you being a brat while Daddy Joon is trying to handle a business call…
Warnings: Slight dom Namjoon, slight daddy kink, slight spit play, top OC, dirty talk, unprotected sex...ugh yeah just read it
To say you were being a bit of a brat was an understatement, as you sat in Namoon’s studio mindlessly scrolling through Instagram while he was on the phone. The conversation was obviously in his native tongue and you weren’t fluent enough to even attempt to put two and two together and to be honest you really didn't care.
But it’s been a good..oh I don't know 10 or so minutes and now baby’s bored, and there's no reason you should be bored when Kim Namjoon's less than 10 feet away. Strolling over in his direction slowly, a harmless smile playing on your cheeks, well harmless if he didn't know any better. “Behave” slipped past his lips in nothing more than a whisper, yet the authority within his voice was clear as day.Unfortunately for him all that did was add to the heat pooling in your stomach as your eyes shamelessly fucked him from head to toe.
Always forgetting how big your man truly was until he sat down, everything from his thighs to his chest, shoulders, and more importantly his cock..this man was built! Slowly lowering yourself on his lap before lacing your arms around his neck, clawing at the hair at the nape of his neck. Namjoon’s eyes cut over in your direction instantly giving you, your final warning which you blatantly ignored. “Babyyyy” Cooded past your lips as you brought your hands down to palm at his chest, keeping your lips permanently connected to his ear. Nipping at the tiny hoop that dance along his lobe “Joon…” tone initintially breathy, and whiney you were almost moaning at this point. A growl ripping from his throat as you bounced against his lap lips brushing against his clothed length which was only getting harder as we speak.Slipping your hand between the two of him to palm him slightly, though you were teasing yourself more than anyting “Fuck, daddy your so big...so thickkkkk”
Letting the last syllable roll off your tongue ...which ultimately got caught in your throat once his fingers made contact with your already oversely senstive nippels. Pinching it between his index and middle finger, the thin fabric of your shirt not creating much of a barrier since you opted out of a bra tonight! Twisting, and twisting until your’s eyes rolled to the back of your head yet you still didn't get the hint. Rolling your hips back even deeper...you could feel yourself making a mess all over him…”I could come like this, from grinding my -”
“Y/N” Cut through his chest, and you couldn't help but shiver at how deep, and raspy his voice was, you got to him so easily now, leaning up to nip at your bottom lip. Sucking it between his own until you kneaded out, not pulling back until he was somewhat satisfied. An amused smirk playing on his lips, as he continued his conversation, or at least he thought! You eased up for a little, playing in his hair lazily,letting your hands slowly roam under his shirt, you appear to be behaving so he didn't complain. Namjoon actually loved the attention, the feeling of your hands warm and gentle against his skin, slouching slightly enjoying the “Innocent” distraction.
Leaning down to brush your nose down the side of his jaw repeatedly until he shivered, arching into your touch unintentionally. His body worked on autopiolit when it came to you, instantly craving more than what you were giving. But Namjoon wasn’t one to beg, though you pride yourself on the fact that you could break him down like no other. “I know you can feel how wet I am...I’m damn near sitting in a puddle…” Purred past your lips as you flicked the hinge of his jaw with your tongue before sucking it between your lips. “God your so sexy….” A slight hiss slipping past his lips at the sudden praise, snaking his hand under your shirt, smacking his palm against your bare ass with such force his own hand was pulsing afterwords. . Only earning a menacing chuckle to flutter through your chest, as you licked your way down the vein protruding down the side of his neck. Leaving an array of messy open mouth kissing on every inch of skin you could reach, moaning out slightly against his flesh as if it was the best thing you’d tasted all day.
“Stop!” Slipping through clenched teeth, gripping the side of your jaw the slight pressure you felt only made you moan, taking the opportunity to lap your tongue around the edge of his thumb. Giving in ever so slightly, allowing you to suck his finger into your mouth, taking him knuckle deep until your tongue was flicking at the ring that laid along his finger. Head reclining agaisnt the wall, eyes locked with yours as you suctioned your lips around the diget. “Babyyyy….” The slight need in his voice let you know you were prying at the last bit of self control this man nad, and there was nothing sexier than watching him lose himself.
Slowly hopping off his lap, a relieved sigh leaving namjoon's lips and he ran his fingers through his hair. Eyes fluttering down to the wet spot that laid along his pelvis. Trying to regain his composure as he continued his call,that’s until you positioned yourself between his thighs. Soothing your palms under his shorts, moaning slightly at how tense his muscles became at the sudden contact.
Gently letting your fingertips tease his public bone before dipping your head down, licking up the silk of his basketball shorts, paying close attention to the prominent outline of his dick even beneath the material. “Y/N I swear to god-” Growled past his lips probably louder than it should’ve because he suddenly switched right back to Korean mumbling something along the lines of “Yes, I’m still here , please continue…” Which inturn you assumed applied to the both of you!
Gazing up at him almost innocently, from under you full set of lashes, as you took long slow drags against his clothed length, suctioning your lips around the imprint. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help himself from getting his fingers get tangled in your hair instinctively bucking into your mouth. A smirk playing on your lips as your freed him from his pants, spitting on the tip of his cock until it was completely lubricated..yet you didn't put him in your mouth which threw him off completely. Instead you stood up, pulling his shirt off your body.. Leaving you completely naked, taking his length in your hand trailing up your folds the sound of your own arousal sliding down his shaft as you teased your entrance with the tip.
‘Don’t you dare fucking tease me…” He said it so low you almost wanted to fuck with him and make him repate hisself but you knew you were already pushing it ! Gazing up at your through heavy lips, jaw tight, teeth daggering into his bottom lip as he tried to continue his conversation. Considering he didn't hang up already you figured it was work related, voice fluttering his his chest as he tried to continue like nothing happened.
“Yes sir” Turning around so your ass was facing him, grabbing his hand leading him to take an almost possessive hold you the curve of your ass. Purposely digging the blunt edge of his nails into your cheek, the sight alone had him ready to bust once he realized what you were doing. Slowly lowering yourself onto his cock so you could ride him reverse cowgirl, not even allowing yourself to breathe as sunk down, not stopping until he disappeared completely between your lips. Biting your own so hard to muzzle yourself you were surpried you were bleeding, , nails digin into his thighs you felt so full, so fucking full you almsot had to remind yourself to breathe. His dick felt like it was damn near poking your esophagus thighs already trembling and you haven't even moved yet.
“Oh fuckkk” slipped past his lips as he felt you pulsing around him while he was almost pulsing around you. A sudden sharp pain against your scalp had a high pitched moan ripping from your throat as Namjoon yanked your head back to rest against your shoulder. Holding the base of your pointyail in his hands”Look at you, so fuckin full you can’t even move...it’s big isint it baby? I bet you could come just like this...just from daddy’s cock pulsing inside this tight little pussy!”
Little did you know he put the call on speaker and mute, allowing him to lick his way into your mouth, bringing one had down to guide your hips. Taking the hint, you started, grinding back against him, swallowing each moan that slipped past both of your lips. The kiss was deep and sloppy, as he sucked your tongue against his own. “I’m gonna take this call of mute…” Trailing his lips down the side of your neck, blunt teeth breaking skin until you almost screamed. Lapping his tongue around the area to ease the sting before leaving a trail of open mouth kisses in its wake. Making his way back up to your lips “And your gonna fuck yourself on my cock until you cum” The whinest moan imagieble slipped past your lips at that, as you found yourself chasing after his tounge. Needed to taste him again, licking at the seams until he let you in.
“What are you waiting for? Ride it like it’s your baby...ride me like you want it…show daddy how much you want it..” Rolled against your tongue in nothing but a slur of moans only making you lightheaded, as he panted out against your tongue,
“Fine, but you don’t get to hang up until I make daddy come too..we both know how good you are at being quiet when it comes to me….” As if the smirk in your voice wasn’t enough you had the nerve to do it against his lips too...
“Is that what you want? Is that what get’s babys pussy nice and wet? Hmm making me come, making me a moaning fucking mess when I come inside you?”
Before you could evan speak whoever was on the phone spoke up a little, clearly it was time for Namjoon to respond to whatever he was saying. Right as he went to open his mouth you rolled your hips back, slowly and deep, making sure to hit that spot you both needed.
Eyes slowly fluttering to the back of his head not even attemping to mute himself “Oh fuckkk….”
IDK FAM….I’m a simple woman.. I saw this gif and I said “Oh...okay then…”
ALSO SHOULD I FINISH THIS???
Lol not my best by any means it was quick I did his in like 20 minutes, butttttttttt I was randomly inspired.
if you liked it “Like” it and lemme know...I think this is my first smut involving ONLY Namjoon….
LOVE YOU AS ALWAYS!
ROCKI
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Shawn Michaels x Fem Reader- “Touch Me (I Want Your Body)”
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The year is 1997.
The WWF's Attitude Era, well, you can debate whether or not if it's already started or if it will eventually start.
But Shawn Michaels has had one hell of a career throughout the 90's.
After being in a totally tubular tag team duo in the 80's known as the Rockers, and then burying the career of his tag team partner in 1992, Shawn went on to have one helluva career throughout the 90's.
Although, too bad his career will end up coming to an end by next year, because Shawn right now in 1997 is sexier than ever.
After wrestling a match, Shawn was so stressed out during the match, both remembering his moves and performing in front of bookoos of people watching.
His muscles, especially on his shoulders, were aching, his body was drenched in sweat.
You and Shawn were sitting together in an empty dressing room the two of you shared together, he was sitting on a plush loveseat, his arms sprawled across the top of the couch.
Shawn was shirtless, wearing a pair of his iconic Heartbreak Kid tights and black boots that reached below his knees.
You were sitting on his lap, your legs spread apart on his lap like you were giving him a lapdance or riding on a horse.
Your face was right in front of his face and your breasts were pressed against his chest, your hands were on his shoulders.
His bare, sweaty shoulders were sandwiched in between your thumbs and the rest of your fingers, the pads on your fingers rubbed around tiny little circles on the area behind his shoulders, while you rubbed your thumb pads in tiny little circles on his collar bones.
"Ohhhhhhhhh, yeah" Shawn groaned, a throaty groan being released from his mouth, his eyes closed.
His body shined underneath the lights above the two of you, although, his body looked shiny wrestling under those hot lights in the wrestling ring too!
The sweat from his body was engulfing and traveling up your nostrils, which wasn't the
Not the best smell ever, but...
You could feel his erection pressing through his tights and trying to enter your pussy, only to be blocked by your pants and his tights.
His erection was poking and protruding through his iconic tights, trying to probably escape from his tights, but nope!
Besides running your finger and thumb pads around in little circles, you also began raising your thumb and finger pads up and down whilst your fingers were bent, massaging his shoulders.
Your massages were taking the pain away from Shawn's tense shoulders.
His eyes were rolled in the back of his head, his mouth was open, his eyelids shut and his head was resting and reclining on top of the couch.
He actually was releasing some slightly orgasmic moans out of his mouth, it felt so good for you to massage his tortured, aching shoulders.
You actually had an idea.
"Hey Shawn" you said, an ear-to-ear smile stretched across your face.
He opened his eyes hearing his name come from you.
"Huh? What?" was his response.
"You wanna massage my shoulders while I massage yours?" you asked, a big, naughty smile on your face.
Shawn liked this idea, his mouth formed a faint smile, and you love his smile.
You were such a sexy woman, and since you're massaging his shoulders, what will you get in return?
He couldn't resist this.
That smile on his face meant he liked that idea, or so you hoped.
"Well?" you asked him.
"I'll massage 'em" he responded. "You're giving me a massage, and what will this beauty get in return?"
Who is this beauty he's talking about? Himself or me?
"Beauty?" you asked. "Are you talking about me?"
He nodded his head.
That's a "yes".
You smiled in relief.
He let his arms off the top of the couch and then snuck his hands under the sleeves of your shirt, putting his hands on your shoulders, your shoulders sandwiched in between his thumb on your bare collar bones and your fingers behind your shoulders.
He could feel your bra straps on your shoulders and, using his thumbs and fingers gripped around the straps, he slipped your bra straps off of your shoulders, so his hands could massage your bare shoulders.
The straps landed on the sides of your upper arms, creeping out of your short sleeves of your shirt.
Like you did with him, he started kneading and massaging your shoulders, the pads of his fingers rose up towards the top of your shoulders carrying your flesh behind your shoulders with him, then he dropped the pads of his fingers down a few inches from the top of your shoulders, then back up again, doing the same pattern over and over again.
Meanwhile, Shawn was rubbing the space above your collarbones with his thumb pads around in little circles over and over again.
While your shoulders weren't aching or anything, you wanted him to do this to you, amongst other things.
Speaking of which, all this sexual tension between the two of you, you had to make another move on him.
"Shawn" you said.
You weren't completely satisfied yet.
"Yeah?" he responded, opening his eyes.
"Can I do some more to you?" you asked him, a naughty smile on your face.
"What?" was his response, looking confused and disgusted.
You then closed your eyes and pulled your face close to his face, where you locked your lips on his lips.
Shawn immediately noticed this, his eyes growing wide.
So that's what she wanted to do to me, he thought.
You and Shawn had so much sexual tension going on, of course you'd kiss him.
And considering Shawn was feeling pretty horny, he shut his eyes, where he began kissing you back.
The two of yours lips attached to each other, then pulling apart, then attached again.
Whilst you were making out with Shawn, you were still trying to massage his shoulders, and he was trying to massage yours.
You crept your tongue in Shawn's mouth, where your tongue tried to startle Shawn's tongue.
He noticed and felt your tongue in his mouth.
So that's how she wants to play, eh? he thought. Alright, let's get it on.
His tongue then snuck inside your mouth, where the two of your tongues began, well, tongue wrestling.
Hmmmm, should I run my fingers through his hair? you thought.
Wonder if Shawn is thinking the same thing about you?
You then pulled your face away from Shawn's, your tongue back in your mouth and out of Shawn's.
"Shawn" you said.
His eyes suddenly opened when he noticed your lips weren't on his, or his tongue in your mouth.
"Y'want me to run my fingers through your hair, and vice versa?" you asked. "Are your shoulders still sore?"
Shawn didn't know what to decide.
Even though he enjoyed having you massage him and vice versa and making out with him at the same time...
This could make the sexual tension even sexier.
"Well?" you asked.
"My shoulders really aren't that sore anymore" he said "That rhymed!".
He smiled when he noticed he rhymed.
You chuckled back at him, an ear-to-ear smile widening your face.
You then closed your eyes and pulled your face into his face and landed your lips on his lips, where your lips fit atop of his lips.
The two of yours tongues then entered each others mouths, where they began twisting, turning and basically wrestling (ba-dum-tsssssh) each other.
You then put one of your hands on his shoulders and moved it behind his head, where you laced your fingers through his long, brown locks.
You love Shawn with long hair, and men with long hair in general.
Not only are they sexier with long hair, but you can run your fingers through their long hair too.
Speaking of which, you ran your fingers down his long brown hair like a comb, where once your fingers reached the bottom of Shawn's hair, you raised your hand back up to the top of his head, where you wove your fingers through his hair, combing his long brown tresses.
He then moved one of his hands behind your head, where he wove his fingers through your hair, running his fingers through your hair like a comb or hairbrush.
The two of you were like two teenagers in high school again, making out in the backseat of a car.
The two of yours lips made these loud lip smacking noises once they pulled apart, only to join again.
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