In Your Head- Jilix

10

- By the way, Lixie!

I turn to Jisung, resting my head on his arm as we both lie on my bed.
- Yes, honey?

He chuckles lightly.
- What did you do to be forced to give me lessons?

I bite my lip and shake my head. I can't decently tell him.
- Sorry, Ji...
He cuts me off, kissing my lips greedily.

- If you don't tell me, I won't kiss you anymore!
I shake my head, making him realize that it doesn't work out that way with me. But he slides his fingers under my T-shirt, stroking my abs.
- Please...
His head is lodged in the crook of my neck and I feel his lips settle here and there on the most sensitive areas. He continues this little game long enough that I just want him to continue, then suddenly pulls back.
- You tell me or I don't continue!

I growl in frustration.
- OK... Ok...
I sigh.
- I slipped a huge spider into the math teacher's kit...
His eyes widen.
- Don't look at me like that! It was a bet with Changbin!
He chuckles and I give him a little pat.
- And... I rolled Changbin in toilet paper before spinning him around to play blind man's bluff... And it could be that... I started the food fight last month...

- You mean... the one where even the teachers got in the face???
His eyes are shining with wonder.

- Yeah, it's me who threw the mash on your sports teacher...
I cough, embarrassed.

He comes closer to me, then straddles my body.
- I didn't think you were so bad, Mr. Lee...
He places a light kiss on my collarbone.

- And what are you going to do?
I pout slightly and he lets himself soften before getting back into the game.

- Punish you, obviously.
He takes on a sweet voice that makes me shiver.

- And how?
I tweak the buttons of his already half-open shirt.

- I have a lot of ideas in mind, but for that we will have to remove all that.
He points to my jeans before removing his belt.
- And turn around.
He has a slight smile on his lips as he flings his belt across the room and I melt to his lips.

- Anything you want, sir.

- Anything? Really?

I bite my lip, tending to the buttons on my jeans.
- Everything for the man I love.