Jennie stepped through the door of her apartment, exhausted from the long day of shooting in Japan. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of her irresistible girlfriend. They had been apart for a week due to Jennie's work commitments, and the distance had only served to heighten the intense desire she felt.

Jennie kicked off her shoes and hung up her coat before making her way to the bedroom. She could hear movement in the other room, likely her girlfriend dolling herself up. Jennie smiled to herself, looking forward to seeing what she had put on... or would soon be taking off.

As she entered the bedroom, her girlfriend turned to face her, a bright smile on her face. She asked about Jennie's trip softly, setting down the clothes she had been folding.

Jennie didn't respond with words. Instead, she crossed the distance between them in a few quick strides and pulled her into a fierce, passionate kiss. Her girlfriend gasped in surprise before melting into the embrace, her own desire evident in the way she kissed back just as fervently.

Jennie's hands roamed her girlfriend's body, gripping her hips and pulling her impossibly closer. Her hair was soft and silky beneath Jennie's fingers, and the scent of her perfume filled Jennie's nostrils. She could feel the heat building between them, the air growing thick with tension.

Jennie broke the kiss and leaned in to whisper in her ear, her voice low and husky with desire. "I've missed you," she murmured, pressing wet kisses to her neck. "I could barely focus on anything today. All I could think about was getting back here and fucking you until you couldn't walk straight."