Genre: Jin x Reader, Smut, Some Fluff, Idol!AU, Domestic!AU
Summary: Jin is too sexy for his suit.Â
Whenever Seokjin had to wear a suit, you knew you were going to end your day bent over the nearest couch, bed, counter, table, chair, whatever being fucked senseless. Â Something about the way the tailoring clung to his shoulders and tapered down to his waist just did things to you. Â It was supremely unfair. Â Your husband had learned to weaponize the dozens of suits he was required to wear as an idol, using them to tease you into a frenzy until you were writhing on his lap. Â So when Seokjin stepped out the bedroom wearing his favorite black Givenchy suit and a smirk for an awards dinner, he fully expected you to throw yourself at him. Not today, you thought. Â Today you were going to make him desperate for you.
âHow handsome do I look, jagiya?â Jin asked, striking a pose in the doorway before winking salaciously at you. Â
Deciding to play it cool since you werenât accompanying him to this dinner, you kept your gaze down at the book you were reading. Â âGreat as usual, babe. New suit?â
Jin frowned. Â This was his oldest, dearest suit. Â He knew it drove you crazy. Â Thatâs why he wore it. Â He unbuttoned the coat, strode over to the couch and stood over you, hands in his pockets. He made sure abs were flexed so that his bulge was displayed to perfection. Â When you still didnât look up at him, he licked his lips and pouted. Â âJust great? Â Not worldwide handsome?â
You smiled, marking your place in your book leisurely before finally looking up at him. Â He was devastating. Â You wanted to peel that suit off of him with your teeth before engulfing that delicious-looking dick he was showing off down your throat until he came apart. Â âOf course you look worldwide handsome, Jinnie,â you murmured, looking up at him through your lashes. âYou always do.â
He visibly preened at your praise. Shooting you a naughty half-smile, he put his hands on the couch behind you and leaned down.  âYou know,â he said, voice thrumming with suggestion.  âI donât have to report to hair and makeup for twenty minutesâŚâ
âYou should get moving then, Jinnie,â you said, smiling cutely at him. Â âCanât have my baby being late!â
Not one to back down from a challenge, Jinâs lips went your ear and nibbled. Â âI can think of a better way to pass the time,â he growled. Â The smell of him washed over you - the sea-washed smell of figs from his cologne, freshly showered skin, and the subtle musk that was uniquely Jin - and you were overcome. Â Jin had a way of filling all your senses until there was nothing but him. Your eyes fluttered shut, a small shudder rippling up your spine, desire pooling between your legs. Â
You could no longer pretend that you didnât want him.  Grasping him by the elbows, you dragged him down to the couch.  Jin let out a little surprised squeak as he landed  - rather inelegantly, in your opinion -  on his magnificent ass.  You immediately crouched at his feet, your hands wrestling with the buttons on his stupidly expensive pants. Â
Jinâs voice rose several octaves. Â âJagiya! Â W-What are you doing?â
You locked gazes with him as you slowly slid down his zipper, his eyes comically large. Â âWhy, Jinnie,â you purred, palming his hardening cock through his underwear. Â âIsnât it obvious? Â Iâm going down on this worldwide dick of yours.â Â His beautiful lips parted in an aroused O as you dragged down his pants, his cock already hard and aching against his stomach. Â God, he had such a pretty dick. Â Long enough to reach all the right places, wide enough to stretch you out, the head a rosy pink that made you long to gag on it. Â
A self-satisfied smirk spread across Jinâs face as you lowered your head to his lap, ready to suck the soul out of him. Â âYah! Â I knew you couldnât resist me! Â Especially when Iâm wearing this suit -â
His words were cut off abruptly when you took him completely in your mouth, nose to crotch, in one fluid motion. Â A tortured moan fell from his lips as his eyes rolled back in his head. Â One hand shakily reached to smooth your hair from your face. Â
Before you ran out of air, you rapidly swallowed three times around his length.
Jinâs hand fisted in your hair as he came down your throat, hard. Â Eyes glazed with lust locked onto you as his orgasm pulsed through him, long and loud and messy. Â
Pulling off his length with agonizing slowness, you politely wiped the corners of your mouth. Â âWhat was that you were saying, Jinnie?â you asked innocently.
Jin was breathing hard and he took a second to catch his breath before smiling at you contritely. Â âMight have to start calling you Worldwide Best Wife,â he said weakly. Â A large grin broke across his face and soon enough you were both falling against each other in laughter.
Minutes later Jin had you spread out on the couch, eating you out like a starved man. Â After you came twice, he bent you over the arm chair and fucked you until you saw stars. Â
He was very late for hair and makeup. Â The hairstylist tutted over his disheveled hair, but the makeup artist raved about his glowing, flushed skin. Â She asked him what his secret was, but he refused to tell her.Â