#for once I’m embracing my multifandom status

[cowardlybean]

screw it I might as well throw this one out here

[krreader]

the first, the best and the last.

pairing: kim namjoon x reader fandom: bts warnings: sex (first time) ; language ; daddy kink ; mentions of oral sex genre: smut ; fluff

summary: you never would have imagined it to be like this, but namjoon did everything in his power to make the experience of your first time together a memorable one.

a/n: hope you two don’t mind me combining these, but they fit really well for what I had in mind!!! hope you guys like this ♥ 

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Even before you had started dating Namjoon, you had known about his sex drive. At first, it had scared you immensely, since you thought the second he would find out about you still being a virgin, he would laugh in your face and would leave you.

But it was the exact opposite actually (as it should be, since being a virgin is nothing to be ashamed about, as stated by your wonderful boyfriend himself). He had told you that if you wanted to have your first time with him, he would make it the most memorable thing in your life. If you wanted to experience other things beforehand, without actually 'doing the deed', that was fine by him as well.

And that's what you did for about two months. He pleased you in other ways, he made you scream his name, even with you still being a virgin and at the same time, he already taught you how to 'deepthroat' and you were already calling him daddy. So all in all, the virgin was just a 'status' at this point, but you really didn't feel like one anymore.

And after two months, after he had just brought you to your second orgasm in one hour, you decided that it was finally time to do it, because you wanted to feel him inside you in all his glory.

You pulled him up, your chest still heaving heavily and your body glistening in sweat, “I need you..”

“I'm right here, baby,” he grinned and kissed your jawline.

“No, I mean.. I need you inside of me.”

On the outside, Namjoon looked at you with wide eyes. On the inside, he jumped around triumphantly. Because as much as he wanted to wait for you to be fully comfortable, he had been dreaming about finally burying himself inside you for so long, but he would have never made the first move. This was something that you must want first.

And it seemed like he had done everything right for you to look at him with such desperation right now.

“Are you sure?”

You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, “I am. I want you.”

Namjoon was basically the: 'asdfghjkl' expression, at that point. He took off his clothes as fast as lightning, rummaged through his nightstand for a condom and pulled it on, rubbing his thumb gently over your still sensitive clit, before he let his fingers slide through your folds, just to make sure that you were still wet enough. And god, you really, really were.

“You really do want me, huh?” he bit his lip and looked down to your sex.

“Please, daddy.”

Fucking hell.

Namjoon grabbed the undersides of your legs and wrapped them around his hips, burying his head in the crock of your neck to leave kisses all over your throat.

“I'll be slow. You tell me when it hurts and I'll stop, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” you never thought you would be like this when having sex for the first time. You thought you would be scared out of your mind about the pain. But you were just so ready and needy, that you couldn't care less about the pain. You just wanted to feel him inside you.

He was slow, so slow, that the anticipation almost killed you. But looking back at it, you were thankful that he had been so careful. He really made sure that it didn't hurt. It was only a slight discomfort at first, but the more you got accustomed to his thick length, the easier it got. Namjoon never stopped kissing your body, wanting you to relax and feel good. And that was probably another reason for you feeling absolutely fine, when he was fully buried inside you at last.

He then raised his head and looked at you, inspecting your face to see whether or not you were really okay, or just pretending to be.

You laughed happily and cupped his cheek with one of your hands, “We should have done this much sooner.”

“You like it?” he grinned from ear to ear.

“It feels amazing..,” you breathed out, leaning up on your elbow to press a soft, but quick kiss against his lip.

“Look at my baby,” he pressed a kiss against your nose in return, “Taking it so well,” then another one against your lips, a more passionate one than the one before, you giggling into the kiss.

His pace was slow, gentle and careful, making sure to stretch your walls a bit, before he'd even think about speeding up.

But even this slow pace was enough for you to have your head fall back against the pillow and bite your lip in pleasure. You had often heard from your friends that sex wasn't as described in the movies, where the woman was moaning and screaming beneath her partner. But also knew that the right partner was essential to enjoy it. And from the way you were moaning more and more, you figured you had found the right partner.

One that cared not only for his release, but for yours as well. For you feeling good during it all and feeling the pleasure of it.

Namjoon couldn't help but push himself up on his hands, just so he could watch you moaning beneath him with a smirk.

“Does it feel good, baby?”

“Yeah.. yeah, don't stop.. please don’t stop..”

A chuckle escaped his throat, getting up on his knees to change the position.

He'd be lying if he said his ego wasn't about to burst. Never has he been with someone who enjoyed sleeping with him like you did. But then again, never had he been in love with someone like he was in love with you and you with him, so maybe that's why.

Made him realize that the years to come with you would be absolutely glorious.

“You think I can go a bit faster?”

“Fuck, please do.”

But even if he was a bit faster, he didn't stop being careful. He began playing with your clit after a while, making sure that you had the maximum amount of pleasure possible, especially because he felt like his own orgasm was approaching. The way you were beneath him, moaning his name and calling him daddy, telling him to go faster, no, begging him to do so.. the way your boobs bounced up and down and the sounds it made when he fucked you..

..how was he supposed to hold it back?

The second your walls began clenching around him, he increased the speed of his thumb on your sensitive nub, so much, that you ended up arching your back and began shuddering slightly, when the sensation became too much.

With his dick being squeezed together from your walls, his own orgasm quickly followed yours, spilling everything into the condom.

A low moan fell from his lips and he bit his lower one as he rode out the rest of it, gently pushing into you a couple more times, until he finally fully left you. And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss him at once.

He quickly disposed of the condom, got a wet towel to clean you up, then he pulled the blankets over your body and pulled you into his embrace, holding you as tightly as he could.

“Are you really okay, baby?”

“I’m more than okay,” you raised your head, your chin resting against his chest with a happy and tired smile, “You're so good, Namjoon. I never thought it would be this good.”

“Stop,” he giggled, becoming shy now that the heat of the moment was gone.

You pushed yourself up, your mouth falling open with a grin, “You're blushing!”

“Am not.”

“Yes, you are, look,” you pressed a finger against his pink cheek, “You're the absolute cutest.”

When you wouldn't stop poking his cheeks, he quickly turned you on your back again, “Be careful, or I might go in for round two sooner than you thought.”

“But I wouldn't mind,” you bit your lower lip and smirked up at him seductively.

He wouldn't either. But he didn't want to test your body. He was glad that you were okay now, but he didn't want to push it. So instead, he buried his face into the crock of your neck again and you couldn't help but laugh and run your hands through his hair.

He really was the one.