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Namjin Epilogue

"That'll be 20 dollars." Namjoon grunts, holding out his hand for the old man in the Porsche to pay for his gas. The old man scoffs and tosses the money in Namjoon's face.

"Keep the change." The fucker dismisses Namjoon like a lump shit and speeds off, the wheels of his car kicking dirt onto Namjoon as if saying fuck you too.

If only Namjoon were still a demon, he'd have the time of his life breaking every bone in that man's body and force him to eat his own dick.

But Namjoon is not a demon anymore, just a human working his 9-5 to keep himself sustained. It was thanks to Jin's uncle that Namjoon got a job at the gas station. The owner was looking for someone to work until the night and Jin's uncle extended the offer to Jin.

Jin happily offered it to Namjoon, and at first Namjoon complained about it, but Jin convinced him that it was only temporary until he can find something better.

"Cunt." Namjoon growls, picking the money off the ground and stuffing it into his pocket.

Yeah, he defenitly missed being a demon and breaking these lowly humans apart.

The rest of his shift went by like a blurr, with a few customers giving him a hard time because he was clumsy when handling the change or took too long filling up the gas tank.

"Great job today Namjoon, see you tomorrow!" Mr. Ling, the owner, and the only person he can tolerate at that place, waves Namjoon goodbye as he watches Namjoon leave.

Namjoon throws him a wave and heads out into the night, already checking his phone for messages.

Taehyung has sent him a few, with a picture of him and his boyfriends showing off their friendship bracelets. Namjoon scoffs. "Brats." He mutters, then moves on to another picture, that being Yoongi playing his piano.

Smiling to himself, Namjoon sits at the bus stop and goes through more pics on his phone, until another message comes through.

💋👅💦Jinnie:

Master is waiting....

Fuck. Namjoon bites his lip, his cock already twitching with excitement as he stares at that broad back of Jin's. He couldnt wait to get home to his master to see what kind of fucked up kinky shit Jin has planed for him.

Yes, fucked up and kinky because when Jin goes into dom daddy mode, Namjoon is left with bites, bruises and a sore ass in the morning. Namjoon loves it when Jin takes control in the bedroom, and he also loves using his body to make sure Jin is thoroughly satisfied.

He owes Jin alot, especially since Jin gave him a home, food, clothes, and most of all his love, and great sex too. But most of all, Jin gave him a second chance and Namjoon was not planning on fucking up again.

The bus finally arrives, and after twenty minuets, and a few porn videos to get his mood going, he arrives at their apartment building, which was only a few blocks away from where Yoongi and the others lived.

Jin didn't want to keep living with his parents, so he got himself an apartment for him and Namjoon. He could have gone back to his old apartment, but he didn't want to remember the horrid events that happened there.

"Hyung! I'm home!!" Namjoon calls out loudly as he kicks off his shoes and tosses his keys and jacket on the counter. 

"I'm in the bedroom Joonie." Jin's sultry voice echoes out into the hall, drawing Namjoon to their bedroom where he finds Jin sitting on their bed, wearing nothing but a pink robe, with a hard look in his eyes as he brushes his hair back, exposing that glorious forhead and thick brows that screams DADDY.

Namjoon sighs, happily going up to Jin and getting on his knees before him. "Hey baby, how was your day?" He says as he rests his head on Jin's lap.

Jin takes a look at Namjoon and notices the weary look on his face. "It was good, how was yours?" He asks. Namjoon grimaces.

"Same shit, different day."

Jin gives a light giggle, brushing his fingers through Namjoon's hair, loving the way it feels on his skin. "Poor Joonie, you look like you had a rough day." Jin sweetly responds, his hold on Namjoon's hair tightening as he yanks his head to the side, making Namjoon moan. "Do you want master to make you feel better?"

Namjoon nods as best as he could, his ass already clenching for what's to come. "Please master." He lets out in a submissive whimper, eyes pleading to Jin to just tear off his clothes and make him his bitch.

He really just needed something to take his mind off the shitty day he's had.

Jin teasingly licks his lips, surveying the neediness in Namjoon's eyes. He loves it when he's in control, it makes him feel confident, sexier and hornier than ever.

"Such a whore." Jin growls deeply, yanking Namjoon's head back and biting down on his neck like some twisted vampire before running his warm tongue up Namjoon's neck until he stops at his earlobe, whispering, "But you're my whore and I'll make sure to give you lots of love tonight."

Namjoon gulps, his heart racing inside his chest as Jin lets him go and stands up, taking off his robe and letting the silk material slide down his broad shoulders and onto the floor.

"Fuck, baby you're killing me." Namjoon groans as he stares at Jin's naked frame. "Can I be daddy for tonight? Please hyung-"

Jin slaps him hard on the face, eyes hardening as well as his cock. "It's master, and no you slut, I'm in charge tonight." He growls and shoves a foot on Namjoon's chest, kicking him onto the ground. "Take off your clothes."

Namjoon quietly nods, doing as told and talking off his clothes, goosebumps rising up his ass as Jin stares him down like a piece of meat. He gets back on his knees, naked, and patiently waiting for his master's orders.

Jin wraps his hands in Namjoon's hair, giving it a tug of satsifaction, a sadistic glint shimmering in his eyes. "Good boy Joonie. Now get on the bed, face down ass up." He instructs.

Namjoon does as told and gets on the bed, the cool silk sheets feel like heaven against his hot tanish skin that was burning up with desire. He presses his cheek against the pillow, tucking his long legs in and pushing his ass up for Jin's viewing pleasure.

"I'm all yours master."

"All mine indeed." Jin purrs as he stands next to the bed and slaps him on the ass, hard.

Namjoon yelps at the sting of Jin's hand against his flesh. It was painful, but tolerable. Jin knew what he was doing and he never goes too far to the point where he'll hurt Namjoon.

But Namjoon wanted that pain. He wanted to bask in it, get high off of it and forget about how shitty his human life is.

"Hit me again, but harder." He pleads, and Jin smiles at that, complying to his demands and hitting Namjoon just a tinge harder, but not enough for Namjoon to get off on it. "Harder!" He begs and Jin hits him again, but not hard enough.

"I said harder!" The aggressiveness in Namjoon's tone makes Jin hesitate.

"Namjoon, we are only role-playing. I'm not going to really beat you."

"Just beat me master, make me fucking bleed." Namjoon begs and Jin seems taken aback, worried at most by Namjoon's request, but Namjoon glances over his shoulder and gives Jin a nod, confirming to go on.

So Jin hits him again, much harder, making the slap echo through the room. Namjoon moans, the fire hot sting of Jin's hand blooms beautifully on his ass, making his cock twitch.

"Fuck, just like that." He moans, ass clenching for more. "Hit me again!"

Jin hits him again, hard, and Namjoon moans louder, his cock going erect as he gets off on the pain, which numbs the emotional pain that was bothering him earlier.

"Fuck! Hit me again hyung!" Namjoon whines, his breath hitching as the pain begins to subside. 

"You've had enough." Jin mutters, much to Namjoon's disappointment, and gets on bed, behind Namjoon, and positions himself at Namjoon's entrance.

He grabs a chunk of Namjoon's ass, squeezing where he had hit, and making Namjoon shriek as that fire hot sting shoots up his ass. "Master is going to make you feel so good." He rims Namjoon's heat with his fingers.

"No, I want you to go in raw." Namjoon pleads, Jin smiles cruelly at him, removing his fingers and pushing his cock up against Namjoon's entrance.

"My whore is so brave, taking masters cock raw." Jin hisses as he slips the head of his cock into Namjoon, the taller practically cries as he feels himself become stretched to his limits.

Jin leans upon Namjoon's back, caging him in with his broad shoulders, one hand tugging at Namjoon's hair while the other slips under Namjoon and grabs his cock.

"I want to hear you scream for me bitch!" Jin yanks Namjoon's hair back, biting down harshly on Namjoon's shoulder as he thrusts deeply into him, making Namjoon choke out a gasp. 

Jin pumps Namjoon's cock to the rhythm of his thrusts, making Namjoon quiver under him with ghostly gasps and airy moans.

The pain Namjoon felt earlier disappears, being replaced by pulses of pleasure as Jin strokes his cock while thrusting deep within him, until he hits his prostate, which sends Namjoon into a frenzy of grunts, moans and needy whines.

His hips buckle onto Jin's hands, the peak of his pleasure drawing close. Jin bites down on Namjoon's skin again while he tugs at his hair, nearly riping it from the scalp.

"Fuck!" Namjoon grunts, his knuckles turning white from gripping the sheets tightly to the point where he was about to rip them. His body coils in, his stomach doing flips as he feels his toes curl and his legs quake with an oncoming orgasm. "M-master I-"

Jin's hold on Namjoon's cock tightens, he growls into Namjoon's ear and bites his earlobe. "Hold it in bitch, I cum first."

Jin leans off of Namjoon, firmly placing both hands on Namjoon's hips as he drills his cock roughly, slapping Namjoon's ass for his own amusement before he has his release, grunting deeply as he cums heavily inside Namjoon.

Namjoon lets out a deep groan, his hips shutter and his body locks up as his cock throbs for a release. "M-master...please let me cum!!"

"Tell me who do you love." Jin grips Namjoon's cock tighter, forcing out a cry for him.

"I love you Master!!" Namjoon whimpers with tears in his eyes.

"Tell me who is the most handsomest man alive."

Namjoon throws a weak glare at Jin, but Jin squeezes his cock hard, giving Namjoon a cold smile.

"You are the most handsomest man alive." He mumbles and Jin happily accepts it and lets go of Namjoon's cock.

"Okay my little bitch, you can cum."

Namjoon sighs in relief as he has his release, his body melting like putty onto the cum drenched silk sheets.

Jin slowly pulls out and lays beside Namjoon to catch his breath as he watches Namjoon shiver in pain. "Mind telling me why you wanted me to make you bleed?" Jin asks, that dom daddy vibe long gone and replaced by his usual his caring self.

Namjoon rolls onto his back, wincing at the sharp pain shooting up his ass and lower back. He really wasn't used to bottoming. "I don't want to talk about it hyung." He mutters. That wasn't what Jin wanted to hear.

"I get it, being human is hard and filled with burdens, but easing that pain with more pain won't solve your problems." Jin gets up and goes over to his dresser, taking out two small boxes with a logo of a jewelry store on them.

He returns to Namjoon's side and opens one, Namjoon gasps as he sees its a gold necklace with the words Jinnie written in pink.

"Hyung...what is all this about?" Namjoon asks as he sits up, hissing from the pain in his ass, and reaches out for the necklace.

"Since Jungkook and his boyfriends have friendship bracelets, and Hoseok and Yoongi have promise rings, I figured we have something special of our own." Jin informs as he helps Namjoon put on the Jinnie necklace.

"These necklaces are a reminder that no matter how hard life treats us, we'll always have that special someone close to our heart, helping us along the way." Jin adds as he takes out a necklace that says Joonie and puts it on. "No matter where we are, we'll always be in each others hearts." He says, touching his own necklace.

The uwu's were coming out, along with tears of happiness as Namjoon touches his necklace, feeling all warm and fuzzy and just pure baby boy vibes. Fuck, he hates crying infront of people, but Jin is an exception.

"Thank you so much hyung..." Namjoon sobs and Jin rolls his eyes, pulling Namjoon to rest his head on his broad shoulder.

"Don't hold all your burdens on your shoulders alone, I got plenty of space on my shoulders to share them."

Namjoon sobs lightly, his face gone red as he wipes away his tears and look up at his loving boyfriend. He knows he doesn't deserve this beautiful man before him, yet here he is, laying in Jin's arms, being cradled and given a gift of pure love.

"I love you so much, Kim Seokjin." He whispers softly, batting his tear drenched lashes as he caresses Jin's soft cheek.

Jin leans into his touch, a warm smile etched into his lips as he looks adoringly into Namjoon's eyes. "I love you too, Kim Namjoon." He whispers, leaning his face closer, hovering their lips an inch apart.

He then lets out a faint giggle before locking their lips together, lapping his tongue across Namjoon's bottom lip and Namjoon happily accepting it. They lay in bed for a while, happily making out and caressing every curve of each others bodies. Both being lost in their own little heaven.

Then Namjoon chuckles, it comes out dark and empty as he pins Jin down, topping him with a fire in his eyes that burns with passion and lust.

"I thought you were in pain?" Jin asks, wrapping his arms around Namjoon's neck as Namjoon settles between his legs.

"Not anymore, princess." Namjoon says, his voice is deep and husky as he grinds his crotch agaisnt Jin's. "Ready for round two? This time I'm in charge."

Jin lets out a soft moan, loving how quickly Namjoon can flip the script and take over.

"Yes daddy."

The End







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