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|￣U U￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣|
| (momo supremacy) |
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Namjoon’s teeth graze your neck as he thrusts up into you, grabbing your hips harshly to drive himself deeper. Maybe after he’s finished, he’ll feel bad for doing this in the back of his manager’s car, but right now he just wants to teach you a lesson.
“Who do you belong to?” He growls, relishing in the high-pitched screams that leave your body as he ♥♥♥♥♥ you harder, wanting you to forget your own name. You start screaming Namjoon’s name in place of the senseless and animalistic sounds. Namjoon definitely feels the flower of pride bloom in his chest, and it helps him to calm down a bit, some of the jealousy leaving his body. He slows his thrusts down, although they’re still just as hard. His lips work along your neck and collarbones, murmuring praise against your body, “That’s right, my beautiful girl. All mine, and so perfect for me,”

+rep hottie w da body

+rep phat ass