Jin ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

Jin slammed the door shut behind him, throwing his briefcase to the floor as his lips connected with yours. He had just stormed into the house after one of the longest shifts he had ever received, and it sure did make him go insane with stress and need. It was almost embarrassing how many times he had gotten hard during work on the thought of going back home as soon as he could and relieving all his pent up desires.

So here he was now, shoving you against the wall as his lips made their journey over your jaw and neck. The LED lights of your shared bedroom were on red, a request he had made on the phone call back home to you. He wanted everything to be perfect, so that all he needed to do was strip himself and you, and fuck you still the morning.

Jin loosened his tie, tearing his button up shirt off. He hooked his finger under your dress, tugging at it, whilst his other hand held the back of your head to make sure it didn't hit against the wall. Eventually, your dress came off, as well as your bra and panties. Jin threw you onto the bed, some pillows flying up the tiniest bit at the contact. Fumbling with his trousers, he just about managed to get his painfully hard cock out before he dripped pre-cum onto your stomach.

"Darling...help me-" he whispered into your ear breathlessly, kissing your neck again as he rubbed his cock against your quivering pussy.

"I won't stop until, you're at 170 tonight-" he groaned, pulling a stethoscope out of a drawer...