A/N:  Not suitable for work warning regarding this chapter.  2282 words.

The maknae line had already worked out that it wouldn't be one of them in my room tonight. Once I shared my decision with the hyung line only Namjoon himself seemed surprised by the announcement. I could only guess that I must have been pretty obvious with how I was hanging on his every word while we were in the cathedral. Not that I mind the others working it out like that, but I would hope to come across as a little mysterious once in a while. I'm definitely hoping that I can sidetrack Joon with my plan for the night.

After we are done eating supper we each go our separate ways. I stand up on my tiptoes and lean in close so I can whisper in Joon's ear. "Can you give me fifteen minutes before you come to my room?"

His eyes grow heated before he nods. I can tell he really wants to both ask me what I am up to and also kiss me breathless to the point where I would wish that I didn't require oxygen to survive. We both frown for only a moment when we each realize that we can't show affection how we would want to due to the cameras nearby. Instead he leans down and turns his head slightly to whisper in my own ear. "I'll see you soon, Baby"

My knees become shaky with that single endearment. It has only been a few days and already I realize how much I have missed him uttering it to me. I plan on making him say it a lot tonight though.

To simplify my wardrobe I only packed a few things that could even be deemed nighttime lingerie. The most important items being two robes. One black and one white. They were identical, simple silky fabric with pretty lace decorating the cuffs of the billowy sleeves. Unlike the chemises and negligee I purchased I don't have a specific plan to wear this for any specific individual unless it happens to be one of their favorite colors. Since Black is one of Joon's favorite colors I choose that one to wear for him.

I also pull out a bottle from my carryon, double checking that it remained tightly sealed in the plastic ziploc I put it in. It was new and unopened but I felt the ziploc was a necessary extra failsafe in case it somehow still opened regardless. The bottle is tall otherwise I would place it in the drawer of the bedside table. Instead I hide it behind the lamp. I don't want him to immediately catch on to what I have planned for him once he gets here.

I don't intend on wearing special lingerie for all of them, but because Namjoon works so hard he is one of the few that I decide to go the extra mile for. I strip out of my clothing and put on the lacy bralette and short panties I bought special. Sure, I could wear these outside of the bedroom under my clothing, but something about them screamed "reserve these for the bedroom" when I stumbled across them.

The bralette is pure lace aside from the elastic straps, cloth encasing the pieces of underwire, and the fabric that houses the four eyelet front closures on the garment. The panties are also pure lace aside from satiny spots at the hips and the gusset. I go to the mirror and unweave the braid from my hair while also taking in my appearance. I reposition the girls so they not only fit better in the cups of the bralette, but also so they are lifted and presented in a provocative manner for when the robe comes off. I put on the robe and make sure I have a soft towel beside the bed should I need to clean up any spills from the bottle of liquid, or dry off my hands.

Only a few moments later Joon knocks on the door. I smile as I open it. "You didn't have to knock you know."

He struggles for a second as he takes in the deep v closure of the robe. The fact that the bralette underneath dips as low as it does and gives the impression I am wearing nothing under robe is definitely rendering him speechless. The sounds he is muttering unquestionably cannot be taken for any known concrete language in existence. He clears his throat, and that's when I take in what he is wearing.

I know for a fact that they all brought their BT21 pajamas with them, but apparently Joon disregarded the idea of wearing them tonight. Instead he is wearing a loose fit tank top and Fila sweat shorts. I have to refrain from licking my lips as I take in all that tawny skin already left on display for my perusal. But, with the plans I have in mind he absolutely will be unveiling a lot more of that skin to me within only a few seconds at most. "Joonie." I wait until he lifts his eyes up to mine. "Take off your shirt and lie down on your stomach in the center of the bed."

He arches an eyebrow for only a moment before doing as I ask. "Now shut your eyes and relax." Once I know his eyes are closed I grab the bottle from its hiding place. I place it beside him before perching myself on his ass. I squeeze a small dime sized drop in my hands then rub my hands together before I start kneading his tight muscles. The minute the aroma begins to permeate the air we both sigh in complete satisfaction.

Joon's curiosity has him perking up and asking. "What is that amazing aroma?"

I slowly enunciate each scent that I memorized between tissue deep kneads. "Jasmine. Macadamia Nut. And. Sweet Almond."

The captain has been nice enough to leave the stabilizers running whenever we are on board for the sake of my soulmates that are prone to motion sickness. However the vibration growing beneath us is definitely due to something more than just the stabilizers keeping the sensation of the boat rocking, making it feel like it is steady and somewhat remaining still. "I'm guessing all of the staff finally made it back on board and that's the engine starting up."

I go back to my task of trying to make Joon as relaxed as possible, but when I feel another vibration underneath me I realize this time that it's coming from his entire body. "Baby?" His voice comes out in a mixture of an animalistic growl and pure need. "Can you please show me that bottle of massage oil?"

I fumble with it for a second before I manage to get a good enough grasp on it to properly hand it over to him. He grumbles at the bottle in his hand. "Baby, did you see this word on the bottle when you purchased it?"

My eyes grow big as I read the word aphrodisiac at the bottom of the bottle. It's only seconds later that my brain kicks in. "No, I didn't notice it, but I thought that aphrodisiacs were a fallacy."

I don't quite understand how he is able to maneuver himself sideways and grasp my ass to keep me seated in place while he fully turns so that he is laying on his back. I gasp when I feel the state of his heightened arousal through the layers of fabric between us. "For the most part it is a fallacy, but they have found that some scents can cause exceptionally heightened arousal in fully bonded soulmates."

In the past few weeks we had noticed that while touching each other's marks still felt pleasant it wasn't the same as before. It wasn't sexually gratifying as it was before. It had only changed after Jin and I had shared our night together in the hotel. Joon was able to discover in the cases where a female had more than one soulmate about 40% of the time the soulmates would feel an electrically charged sensation when they touched each other's soulmate marks. This sensation only occurs until she fully bonds with all of her soulmates. Which we were able to deduce must have been the case with us.

"Wait. How heightened?"

He grabs my ass in his hands and tilts his pelvis against me. I groaned at the sensation of his rigid fully hardened cock against me. "If that was supposed to be a demonstration I think I would like another please." My nipples tighten and I honestly almost feel giddy with how lightheaded I suddenly am.

"Baby, I am pretty sure tomorrow is going to suck for the both of us. Because, I am pretty sure that neither of us will be able to keep our hands off each other throughout the night. We are liable to both be pretty sore." I don't notice that he has been unknotting the robe until he pulls the fabric apart. There is a sense of desperation behind his eyes and he still only skims the pads of his fingers over the inner edge of the bralette, tracing down the inner swell of my breasts. He smirks up at me. "You fooled me. I was so sure you were at least naked from the waist up below this robe. This is definitely a sexy garment to find lying in wait for me though."

I smile down at him. "I thought you might like it."

"That I do." His fingers trace over the clasps I can tell he is surprised to find them there before he starts to fumble to get them unfastened.

Once he gets it completely unhooked the thumb and forefinger of either of his hands immediately begin plucking at the firm buds that are growing even more stiff due to his administrations. I can't help but grind down on him as I am filled with far more sensations than I am used to when he touches me. I can only guess that heightened sensation is due to the fragrance of the massage oil in the air.

"Baby get up for a minute so we can get out of these restricting garments." Even though he asks that of me he doesn't make a move himself. Instead he watches as I take off the robe. He groans when he sees my ass clothed in practically nothing but lace. "Damn, I need to sit on my hands so I don't just simply rip those from your body."

I hide the knowing smirk growing on my face. "Why don't you do something productive like take off your own clothes, Joonie?"

"Oh yeah." His hormones leave my intelligent soulmate a blundering mess and quite frankly I love it. I love to see him lose his wits simply because the sight of me in front of him like this has his mind completely set on other ideas.

I bite my bottom lip after he gets undressed and lays back against the mattress. I scroll my eyes down each available bare inch of natural tawny colored skin. He coaxes me back over to him, and without words I know he wants me on top of him this time. I try to reach for him so I can line him up with my body but he pulls my hands away. "I'm not sure I can have you touching me like that right now, Baby."

I frown in response, but nod my head in understanding. I expect him to position himself where he needs to be, but instead he teases me by stroking the head of his cock down across my clit and opening over and over again until I become a writhing mess. "Joonie." I whimper. "Please."

My plea must have been what he was waiting for because he finally puts me out of my misery and slides home. We both groan as we feel all the sensations of being joined together like this. I also can't help but whimper slightly when the vibration underneath us adds another layer of stimulation.

He lets me be completely in charge of our pace. Slowly sliding down on him and resting for a moment to feel his entire length inside of me, along with the vibration of the ship, and then rising up over and over again. But, eventually as he comes closer and closer to his release he grabs my ass cheeks and begins to create even more friction between us. I cry out as I grow closer and closer to my peak which has him reaching between the two of us to strumming the pad of his thumb against my clit to coax me over the edge.

Only when I start to cry does he begin pistoning his hips faster to chase his own release and come right along with me.

After cleaning up we both relax against the headboard, and try to regain our breath. I don't at first notice Joon's appraisal of my body until I happen to look down to notice his cock twitching as he begins to grow harder once more. "Crap, we really are going to be tired tomorrow aren't we?" I ask before he pulls my underneath him.

He smirks at me. "And it's all your fault."

I frown at him. "I didn't do it on purpose, Joonie."

"Oh, I know that, Baby. I know. But, I feel exceptionally sorry for whoever you share tomorrow night with."

I frown at that, because he is right. I will probably be too sore after tonight to give the soulmate I spend the night with any kind of attention. 

Resources used in this chapter linked here aside from the bralette and robe which will be linked to the collage above.