CHAPTER TWO: GIGGLES

all throughout the day namjoon clung to you, and now you were in the living room, you on your phone and him reading, the same book from this morning, with your legs on his lap, his hand on your upper thigh. suddenly he stumbled upon a sex scene, and the more he read it, the more he thought, thought of you both in place of the characters.

the more he read the more"invested" he got, completely subconsciously, squeezing your thigh. when he had reached the end, where both the characters had reached their climax, where they were catching their breaths, namjoon zoned out while staring at the pages of the book, appearing to still be reading when in actuality he was envisioning all the other things he would do to you, and soon his mind wondered to edging. he imagined using his tongue to drive you to your climax just to rip it away, again and again, until you are a sobbing mess, all with his tongue alone.

until you are literally begging him to fuck you. the more he thought about it the more his grip on your thigh would tighten. as a fellow reader you had read the book he was currently reading, and had recommended it to him. you had known about the sex scene before. it confused you why he was SO affected by such little things, when you both had read worse and hotter stories. as you were pondering as to why he was so affected by this, you heard the ever so soft whisper of your name, followed by another squeeze of your thigh, then it hit you, you were shocked when you realized that you were the reason he was so horny and you didn't even have to try.

you looked at your phone to check the time seeing it was 10: 00 p.mm namjoon closed his book, setting it aside, and using his left hand that was previously holding the now set aside book, he took your phone out your hand turning it off and setting it aside as well before looking at you and asking

"you've been doing this on purpose haven't you. "

"What?" you asked innocently

"that " he replied pointing at your face .

"those innocent eyes, looking up at me as if begging me to make them roll, and those pouty lips just begging for my dick between them." he continued with a lustful look in his eyes, and a deep husky voice, leaning in as he spoke. his eyes were now on your lips, your faces just centimeters apart, his right hand on your thigh, then he kissed you hungrily. he licked your lower lip, requesting entrance, to which you granted. after the kiss was over and you pulled apart a string of saliva remained, connecting you both. he used his grip on your thigh to pull you onto his lap and immediately started kissing your neck, causing you to giggle.

he looked up at you "what, did i do something wrong?" he asked. "No I'm just ticklish." you replied giggling.