Namjoon and Seokjin waited impatiently for the heavy traffic to move forward, which it wasn't. Over five school buses were blocking the road when crossing children, and or, dropping them off in their houses. So the adults had to wait for almost an hour for the cars to start moving again.

Seokjin nervously smacked his hands against his own lap, complaining about the slow drivers in front of Namjoon's car. "Did you get your license out of a cereal box?!"

Namjoon stayed quiet, clenching his hands on the steering wheel. The older man kept on whining when the traffic multiplied as a huge truck cut in the left lane Namjoon was in.

He looked behind him and noticed a beautiful sunset was slowly showing up, signalling that the day would end soon. He hated it. Seokjin wanted to head home before it got dark outside, not after the sun set. Namjoon's quietness didn't last long either.

His sanity slowly drained, the moment an obnoxious driver behind him, decided to honk his horn non-stop. The loudness of the horn drove him crazy. His anger boiled up, and he turned his car off.

"Namjoon, why did you turn the car off?" Seokjin spoke in a now soft, submissive tone of voice. Seeing Namjoon so outraged made him relax and feel nervous at the same time, when the man backed his seat up.

Seeing the way Namjoon was loosening up his tie on top of his lap, Seokjin felt like he knew what he was doing, and automatically wrapped his arms around his lover's waist, settling him down on his lap while unzipping his pants.

"Namjoon, are you sure we should do it here?" Seokjin asked, feeling his body heating up just at the thought of having sex in a car with Namjoon.

Sure, he's had sex in multiple cars before, with different men. However, he's never been in public before, and his feelings towards Namjoon were stronger than the erection he had within his boxers, so he wanted to be sure the man truly wanted to make love in front of everyone, before doing anything they might both regret later on.

"I can't resist you, Seokjin. If we don't do this now, I'll go insane." Seokjin tilted his head at the younger, while he gripped onto his lower waist.

"How daring are you, Kim Namjoon." He moved his lips closely to Namjoon's, yearning for a kiss from the male.

Just as Namjoon was about to unbutton Seokjin's shirt, which he was softly crumbling within his hands, a line of cars started to honk their horns at them, and some even started yelling. Namjoon groaned while getting off of Seokjin's lap.

"On the bright side, the traffic is finally gone." Seokjin giggled, kissing Namjoon's jaw.

Namjoon nodded, keeping a straight face when paying attention to driving. The older could tell how hot and bothered the younger felt, but it wasn't his fault. He sighed and crossed his legs while staring out of the window beside him.

Not long after Namjoon was able to escape the heavy traffic, entering a local street, Seokjin started giggling and throwing his head back, as if he was drunk.

"What's so funny, baby?" Namjoon raised his eyebrow at the older man, caressing his head. He moved his hand downwards to strike Seokjin's neck, and the older took it as an open invitation for giving Namjoon head, so he leaned over and started to strip the younger of his bottoms.

"Impatient now, aren't we?" Namjoon smirked, thinking Seokjin was joking about giving him a blowjob at first. But soon enough, the male had shoved his length inside of his mouth after he hallowed out his cheeks to fit it all in.

"Oh shit, he was serious... Holy shit!" Namjoon gasped, pressing down on the gas pedal as his breathing became unstable. He shakily held onto the wheel while restraining his eyes from shutting or rolling to the back of his head.

"Wait, wait a minute, S-Seokjin..." He stuttered, barely able to make a simple sentence come out of his mouth when Seokjin's mouth worked wonders on his cock. Seokjin slid his hand down the man's pants, replacing it for his warm mouth so he could use it to give the younger man a hickey.

Namjoon's vision blurred as his eyes rolled to the back of his head from the immense pleasure he was feeling, as Seokjin's mouth sent vibrations to his cock, along with the rest of his body.

"S-Seokjin, I- I can't... I- I.. Can't see you.."

"My mouth will help you see, just follow my voice." He ruffled the man's hair, as the older bobbed his head faster. Namjoon quickly pushed him away.

"What happened? I thought you were adventurous, Joonie." He continued to tease, watching Namjoon struggle to breathe and get back on track.

"L..ater! L- LATER. Let's do this when we get home." He cleared his throat, making Seokjin feel proud of himself of the mess he made out of Namjoon.

"Aww, baby! You're so tense. Look at how shaky your hands are." He smirked, kissing Namjoon on the cheek.

"You're being a little too confident with my body, Seokjin." The younger spoke, getting pissed off at the way Seokjin made him feel with his teasing.

"Of course I am. I am going to top tonight, after all."

~~~

And that's when Namjoon was nearly caught by the police when speeding up in a local street. Seokjin remained silent, not knowing if to laugh inside or pray that Namjoon wouldn't kill both he and himself at the velocity he was driving at.

"I'VE GOTTEN IN A CAR WITH A LOT OF CRAZY, DRUNK MEN BEFORE, BUT YOU'RE  INSANE, NAMJOON. PULL OVER SO I COULD DRIVE THIS CAR INSTEAD." He held onto the steering wheel, but Namjoon didn't allow him to drive.

"The only engine you're allowed to ride, is my dick. Get it? Got it? Good." Seokjin shut his eyes.

"Hail Mary, full of grace." His prayer was paused momentarily when Namjoon skipped a speed bump on the road, and the car nearly flew over a large tree branch.

"HEAVENLY FATHER, HALLOWED BE THY NAME- WE'RE GONNA DIE!!" Seokjin was in such a shock, he even changed his religious beliefs. Namjoon found his reaction hilarious and decided to speed up even faster.

"Namjoon, I'm serious!!" He whined.

"Hi, Serious! I'm Namjoon." Earning a smack on the arm by his partner, the younger continued to mess around with him. "Seokjin!! SEOKJIN, THIS IS BAD!" He began to fake he was having a panic attack.

"W-what? What's happening?" Seokjin frowned, feeling worried and beyond scared.

"My brakes! My brakes don't work! Look!" Namjoon purposely avoided pressing down on his gas pedal, to make believe that his brakes didn't work. This of course, worsened Seokjin's state of mind.

His eyes welled up. That's when Namjoon knew his joke had gotten too far, but victory never felt so good.

"I'm just joking, Jinnie-"

"DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!!" He began to cover his face as Seokjin smacked his arms and parts of his back, various times.

"You're the worst!!" Seokjin pouted, angrily.

"I know. That's why you love me, right, babe?" Namjoon wheezed, wrapping his arm around Seokjin's waist, pulling him close, keeping his eyes on the road in front of him.

Moments later, after driving past a few familiar houses within the neighborhood they were in, Seokjin began to wonder where Namjoon was taking him.

"I thought we were going home." He finally spoke while Namjoon kept on driving even after passing by both his house and his own apartment.

"Namjoon, why didn't you head that way?" He asked, redirecting him to where his house was. The younger kept on ignoring him, and Seokjin got tired.

"Namjoon! Where are we going!"

"My house, Seokjin." His words left Seokjin in shock.

"Namjoon, you just passed by both of our houses!!" Namjoon's eyes widened, as he banged his palms against the steering wheel.

"What!? When did I do that?!"

"Where you even paying attention, daddy? Or was I too distracting for you?" He grinned, winking at the younger man, who nearly screamed out of frustration. In a matter of seconds, he made a risky U-turn that helped him get back to Seokjin's house as soon as possible.

The couple was laughing halfway while running out of the car in hopes of finally having the night of their dreams together, alone. However, their plans changed, the moment they got inside of the house and found an uninvited house guest, eating Hyunseok out.

"SEOKJIN!!" His brother fell off of the couch, along with the man who was in complete shock.

"HYUNSEOK, WHAT'S GOING ON WITH YOU TWO!? Oh god, nevermind- I don't even wanna know." Seokjin covered his eyes as Hyunseok hid his flushed face in his hands while a guy covered his naked body with his jacket.

"Yeah... We'll just let you two do your thing while we go do ours some place else. ADIOS!" Namjoon and Seokjin rushed back inside of the car, the same way they had entered the house before. Immediately after they got inside, they started to laugh.

"Okay, remind me to install cameras inside of my apartment tomorrow morning when I get back." Seokjin spoke. The younger thought it would be funny to tease him by telling him how immobilized he was going to be after their passionate night.

"Do you think you'll be able to walk tomorrow after I'm done with you?"

"I'm quite confident I will be." Seokjin crossed his arms, acting offended when in reality, he was hoping for nothing more than to receive a rough ass pounding from Namjoon tonight.

"I'll make sure you don't leave my bed tomorrow. I'll even call in work and tell them that you're sick- Oh that's right, I'm your boss." The younger winked.

"And?" Seokjin felt his face heating up, after seeing his brother and the man who was eating him out earlier. He couldn't help but feel turned on by seeing so much action, wanting that to be happening to him at the moment.

His bones felt weak. And the more he stared at the handsome, tall, dark blonde haired male beside him, he could feel his heat increasing.

"You have a good excuse in being late for work tomorrow." He snapped out of trance when hearing Namjoon's voice.

"I do? What is it?"

"For having an amazing night with me tonight."

They continued talking without realizing that they had already made it to Namjoon's house. Seokjin was the first to get down from the car while Namjoon was still parking.

The men walked up to the house in a calm and sophisticated manner, but forgot all about
their scruples when they entered the house and started to undress themselves like wild animals.

Rich and delicate, polyester fabricated suits, ruined in a matter of seconds when being tossed aside as if they were rags. Piece by piece, Namjoon and Seokjin hungrily stripped each other while smacking their lips together with wet, sloppy kisses.

Slowly but surely, they made it to Namjoon's bedroom, despite having knocked over a few things on their way upstairs. Their lips were such a distraction to their eyes, that the
men couldn't physically or mentally focus on anything but the passionate kisses they were giving each other.

Seokjin locked the door with a sinister smirk. Namjoon was about to grab his waist, when the older slapped it away. Feeling suspicious about the older, Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, watching as he laughed with a dark tone.

"Who said you were in control tonight, baby?"

~~~