#c.shin

he's so considerate like that. the sight of it would be too much to handle and the fact that he thought to clean his face off so he could kiss you is just so sweet :( he’d give you a sweet kiss that's far too short for your liking and go hop in the shower, but you just can’t help yourself :( the image of him covered in blood is burned into your brain even if you've seen it before, and your hands wander so quickly, rubbing yourself over your clothes to relieve some of the pressure built up in your tummy from seeing him like that as you lie in your shared bed.

and shin showers quickly, like always. he's efficient, of course, and comes out of the bathroom attached to your bedroom with just a towel wrapped around his hips and hair damp against his forehead, while his body hair is the same. he watches you from the doorway as you rub yourself through your clothes, and praises you when you don't stop when you notice he's watching. "good boy," he says. "I knew you needed me by the look in your eyes," as he hangs the towel on the door handle and easily climbs onto the bed close to you, just watching you rub away at yourself. and you're used to shin watching since he's kind of a pervert, so you just let him stare until he does something about it.

and shin's always for doing something about it, so he takes hold of the hand that was rubbing away at your cock and puts it to his nose, smelling the arousal that'd leaked through your underwear and shorts. "you smell desperate, honey," he says, and with that, he takes your fingers into his mouth and sucks, swirling his tongue around the digits as he looks into your eyes.

when you whimper, he releases your hand and focuses his attention on getting those bottoms off of you. he pulls both layers of fabric off of you in one motion, paying extra attention to the mess left on your underwear from your cunt. "this is where you need me, huh?" he asks, and you say, "yes, please." so shin gives you just what you need, pushing your thighs up so they're resting against your tummy and so your cunt is on display for him, ready to take his cock.

slowly, shin wets his tcock by rubbing it against your hole, sighing at the feeling of your desperation against him. you stare at his bush, the thick hair climbing up his tummy and spreading on to his thick thighs in a way that makes your mouth water. he's got hair everywhere, and you know he appreciates yours just as much as you do his. bending his body over you, he puts you in a mating press and lets his eyes flutter shut as he leans over to kiss you, and you're so soft against him-- even your mouth is soft in how it takes his tongue so easily, just like your cunt is easy at taking his length.

using two thick fingers, shin guides his fat tcock so it's rubbing right against your messy sex, and pops it inside you, rolling his hips against you as he kisses you. "feels good?" he asks, and you just moan "uh-huh!" against his mouth, wanting more from him and needing him to make you cum. as much as you can move with him pinning you to the bed with his tall form, you hump up against him, meeting his thrusts as shin's tcock pops in and out of your hole, rubbing against your own dick sloppily. if shin wasn't making so much noise into your ear, you might be embarrassed by the noises being made by your cocks slotting together messily, your slick mixing and dripping down your ass.

shin keeps giving you just what you need, praising you every time he feels your cock jump against his, saying "that's my good boy, feel good on my cock, keep humping it, fuck," as he keeps fucking you, getting messy with his thrusts against you at this point because you just feel so good and you're so wet and he was hard all day and you're moaning into his ear like you're in heat-- and with that, shin cums hard against you, his dick jumping with pleasure as he keeps on humping you until you're doing the same, cock pulsing against his own. your movements against each other slow, but the intensity stays heavy in the room, surrounding you like a magic cloud.

"shin," you whimper, "mmmm.. need a kiss, please"

"cmere then," he says, lowering his mouth to yours again, and gasping when his hips accidentally shift and your cocks kiss once again-- still sensitive from cumming. he lowers your legs to the bed gently and kisses you gently, only slightly annoyed by the face that he'll have to shower again thanks to how bad you needed him and how badly he needed to indulge you.