The Truth About You

part 6. [M]

"Wanna take a break?"

You gasp out loud, dragging the tip of the neon green highlighter upwards onto words that didn't need it. You stare at the jagged line in shock before sending a piercing glare to the reason behind it.

Jaehyun sheepishly apologizes, sitting down on the chair to yours.

"Why aren't you studying for CSAT?" You cap your highlighter and close your review material.

It's been a couple months now and Jaehyun still had plenty of things to teach you in terms of sex, but ever since his basketball training started, your meetings turned into something just a twice or thrice a month rather than the usual once every week.

He'd taught you a handful of positions — that you all liked — and learned how to have sex in different places like under the bleachers and at the back of his car. Like in the very secluded corner of the library you two were in right now. He had you bent over the table one and from the looks of it, he wanted to do it a second time.

"I'm done for the day. You should take a break, too, you know." He moves your materials away from you, "You're top 2 in school. You don't need to study that hard for CSAT."

"Is there something else you want me to study?" Flirting with him got a lot easier, although you still get flustered from time to time, you're still able to hold a flirty banter with him.

He taps your nose, "Smart girl. What are all the lessons I've taught you so far?"

"Foreplay. Positions. Masturbation," You whisper; the library was full today since everyone was reviewing for the test this weekend. A few weeks back, he gave you "homework" to masturbate while thinking about him but with barely any privacy in your place and feeling awkward to even touch yourself, you failed the very first homework of your entire life. He made you sit between his legs and watch porn, guiding your hands in your panties. Shrugging, you finish answering, "And places. Is there still something you have yet to teach me?"

"Kinks." Jaehyun slowly drags the tip of his tongue along his bottom lip, staring at your lips.

"Like... fetishes?" You glance at the opening of your secluded area, "You have fetishes?"

"A good number of them." He hums, "But forget about me. We're going to see if you have any kinks."

"Well," You feel embarrassed to say this out loud, but you've actually researched these things already. You wanted to surprise Jaehyun with something, but you never knew when to since he's always in command of how things go, "I've read a couple of things."

He grins at you, "Oh? Advance reading?"

You roll your eyes, "Shut up."

"Okay, okay, sorry. So?"

"Your hands."

"My hands?" He lifts one up in front of his face, "What about them?"

You get distracted just by seeing them, "Uhm, I like it when you touch me with them."

There's a growing smirk on his lips, "Touch you where?"

"Anywhere." You watch as he holds his hand out to you and cup your cheek, "Everywhere."

"Everywhere?" He repeats, moving his hand down to your neck and wraps it around your throat. "Even here?"

You gasp, your own hands flying to grab his wrist, "Jaehyun."

"I'm not going to actually hurt you. Choking can be hot; it can increase pleasure during sex." His gaze flickers down to where he held you, "It brings out this innocent little look on your face that I love."

You scoff, "I've learned that you have a corruption kink."

"And you're to blame. God, it's been months of fucking you but you're still so innocent." Jaehyun brings his hand down to your thigh, "Like a tainted angel."

"I'm hardly an angel now."

"Oh? Then spread your legs right now."

You blink at him, "Now? But—"

"See? You're hesitating."

"I'm not doing this with you here, not when there are clearly more people in the library compared to the last time."

He frowns, almost pouting, crossing his arms in front of him like a child put on timeout. He glances around and swiftly moves his chair beside yours.

You warily watch him, confused at his actions until he brings his hand back to your thigh. "What are you doing?"

"No one's gonna see and if you keep quiet, they'll never know." He inches his fingers under your skirt, close to touching your mound but you stop him.

You can't deny that doing something risky like this in public — in school — gets you excited, although at the end of the day, you had to keep your dignity. You're glad he's kept his mouth shut about this arrangement as well, but it was rather odd that his friends don't wonder where he goes off to when he goes to you.

"You're already so wet, baby." His fingers drew lines over your panties that were undeniably wet the moment he came up. It was a natural reaction for your body to want him just by looking at him at this point, craving to be touched like you are now.

Baby. He calls you this so fondly. Of course, it was only during times like these when he does so, but it makes your insides gooey and your heart flutter.

You exhaled slowly, eyes wide and staring at him. He merely smirks, thinking it was from his fingers slipping past your panties. This was the worst possible scenario; being fingered in public while you were reviewing for the CSAT — the test you cared about passing the most — by a boy out of your league and realizing you're falling for him.

You've done so well for the past months to foster such feelings for him. Why now? Why now while you're in the middle of messing around with him? While you were studying for the single most important test of your entire student life?

He flexes a finger inside of you and you flinch, grabbing his arm and biting down your lip.

"You like that, huh?" He teases, kissing your ear.

It's not the only thing I like, you scream in your thoughts.

It doesn't take long for you to come, shaking in his hold as he softly sucks on a patch of skin under your ear. He even fixes your panties for you before pulling his hand away and licking his fingers clean of your essence.

He notices how you're still distraught, blown out eyes staring up at him and heaving slowly, and asks if you're okay.

You manage to nod at him, waving his concern off and adjust yourself in your seat.

Jaehyun stands up and puts the chair back in its proper position, "I'll go now. Good luck this weekend."

"You, too." You mutter, watching him leave and your heart drops. You're not stupid. You know he's only using you for sex and it wasn't something you minded because you were benefiting from it too. He doesn't see being in an actual romantic relationship with you, and you can't blame him for it. You've made it very clear that school is your priority.

The only thing left to do is either tell him about your feelings and face the consequences, bottle it up and will them away, or end things with him and maybe these emotions will leave with him. After CSAT, you promise yourself, you'll make a decision after this weekend.