FRUSRATED

Chen barged into the dorm room, storming over to the nearest bed in a heat of sweat. Placing his head in his palms, the idol let out an exasperated sigh. He then rose his head to make eye contact with Damien. His hooded eyes and slightly parted lips made a sensation run up the college student's spine; one that he wanted to feel over and over and over again.

Chen then began to speak. "Fucking shit man. Do you know how long I've been waiting? Hmm? 7 fucking months. 7 long and painful months. Ya know, I tried my absolute hardest to be considerate and not push her, but to make me wait, and still make me wait? Absurd!" The idol went on and on about what Damien presumed to be his sex life. "I get it, we have kids and all, but I'm so fucking deprived!"

"Well, um, maybe I can help..." Damien inputted, or more so murmured. However Chen heard each word the boy had said.

Chen got up from the bed, walking over to Damien. "Don't tell anyone about this, okay? Especially my wife... We may not be sexually active together but I still love her." As he talked, he slowly unzipped his pants, lowering it below his knees. "Now get to work."