• genre/warnings: mature themes, talk of masturbation, smut, language
• words: 10,110
→ summary: Yoongi can’t remember the last time he was able to successfully bring himself to the point of orgasm, then Namjoon gives him a business card advertising ‘Healing Hands’, and that’s where he meets you; pretty and innocent looking, who gets paid to provide hand jobs for a living…
• note. inspired by the novella ‘The Grownup’ by Gillian Flynn, literally just the character’s past occupation haha
a/n: this chapter is in Yoongi’s point of view, but the rest will be in the readers/sometimes mixed. This is more of a background + first meeting. I hope you enjoy, any feedback is welcomed! This story is definitely out of my comfort zone, but I’m loving it so much already.
aquiver (adj.) [uh-kwiv-er] in a state of trepidation or vibrant agitation; trembling; quivering
“You busy?” Namjoon asked, popping his head around the corner of Yoongi’s bedroom. It was just him tonight; Jin was still at the dance room practicing for what felt like all day—Hoseok with him, teaching him—the patience of a god, but Yoongi knew his attempts were futile to say the least. Yoongi shook his head in reply, not bothering to use actual words as he stiffened his back against his desk chair. He was still embarrassed about the other day.
Namjoon had caught him in a not so flattering position at his studio. By unflattering, he meant sweats slung down his hips, dick in hand, headphones on and porn on full blast. He’d had the fright of his life when he’d heard an uncomfortable cough behind him after the video had stopped and turned to find Namjoon there, his eyes open wide, but not hiding the amused grin that threatened to spill into full on belly rolling laughter.
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