My Beloved Teacher ⭐

17 : 🌶️

Porchay had never kissed anyone in his life.
Except his brother Porsche, once.
On the day of their parents' funeral, Chay was so young and small, he wanted to comfort his big brother but it made him cry even more...
It was a memory etched in his memory and Porchay had actually related kissing with crying.

''Chay...'' whispered Kim.

The man had pinned him against a table, and tied Porchay's hands with his black tie.
Porchay blushed violently, he could feel an uncomfortable sensation in his crotch.

''P'K-Kim...'' grumbled Porchay, he was gasping.

But Kim's tongue kept rubbing against his, he knew how to kiss.
Damn.
He sure was a good kisser.
Since when was it so hot in this little room?!

"Ahhh...Ah..." Kimhan's hand slipped under Porchay's white shirt and the young boy moaned.

He felt dizzy with all his new sensations.
His heart was screaming with happiness but his brain was making him feel guilty because of Macau's words...
His friend was heartbroken and Chay was going to get fucked on a bloody table by his freaking handsome teacher.

''W-wait ...w-wait !''

''What's wrong?'' worried Kim with a confused look.

Porchay propped himself up on his elbows, he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Kim's before resuming small inspirations.

"I just...need a moment..."

Kimhan's scent made his head spin. This warm hand against his back gave him shivers of pleasure.
Kim's breath against his lips was like a drug...
Fuck it.
Who needed air ? He needed P'Kim more than anything...

"Chay...? Are you alright? Do you want to stop ?"

"P'Kim...I h-have to go h-home."

The image of a furious Porsche made Porchay wince, he pushed his teacher away who looked like an abandoned dog before laughing a little.
He put his clothes back in place properly before running a hand through his curls:

''Argh damn, my bus is probably already on the way...''

"I don't think you can walk in such state.." said Kim while sliding his arm around Porchay's waist again.

''Shia...'' laughed Porchay, that was so embarrassing man.

''But you have a boyfriend who has a car...''

''Oh ? B...Boyfriend ?''

He saw Kim smile at him, a cute and adorable smirk.
The man ran his hand through his long hair and pretended to look away:

''Unless you prefer to call me Professor Kim for the rest of your life...''

Porchay rolled his eyes before patting Kim on the chest.
The couple left the concert hall: it had become Chay's favorite place.
No need to say why.

"Thank you for walking me home...P'Kim."

Kimhan smiled at him, he had put on sunglasses which made him look really cool.
Chay blushed, his teacher had never smiled so much.

''See you tomorrow...I can't wait to see what you did for the written comment...''

''Hehe...Give me a good mark, teacher Kim, please...na na!''

''Oh !? Did you seduce your teacher for this only purpose, my boy?

Kim crossed his arms and Porchay laughed again, he took a quick look in his garden: Porsche was there. He could see the light on.
He undid his seatbelt, and was about to leave, but Kim slipped a finger under his chin:

"See you tomorrow, Chay."

''See you tomorrow...P'Kim.''

Kimhan still had that seductive smile on his perfect lips, he leaned down and kissed Chay again.
A kiss, then two, then three... In the end Porchay found himself out of breath again and his brain in off mode!

"Argh stop doing that!" Chay growled as he got out of the car.

He slammed the door, not wanting to hear Kimhan's hilarious laugh.
Then he looked for his brother and the latter was preparing a meal with his friends from college:

''Hi, nong Chay....Why are you so cute today ?''

''Oh. P'Tem, P'Jom. Hello.''

Porsche immediately pushed Jom to hug his little brother.
He gave his a quick peck on his black hair and ordered him to take a shower.

''Heh you crazy big brother!'' growled Jom.

"Shut up or go home!"

''Ai'Tem! Calm down your friend, he is being to fierce again ?''

''You motherfucker do you want to get kicked?''

The three boys started fighting in the living room.
The meal took place in a good atmosphere, but tired, Porchay decided to go to bed first. He was also dreading seeing Macau again...
But luckily for him, the next day, his friend was waiting for him by the bikes parking.

"Chaychay..." Macau puffed out his cheeks and looked at the floor. "I'm....so...sorry, sorry I was so mean to you yesterday. I didn't mean too ? I was just upset and..."

Porchay jumped off his bike and his friend immediately hugged him, apologizing again and again.
Chay patted his back with a big smile and suddenly he noticed the handsome gym teacher, driving up.

''Hey Cau...''

''Hmm?''

''I'm going to help you for once, stay still, do not move.''

Macau frowned but Porchay could see Mr. Tanaka watching them with interest.
He cupped Macau's face in his hands, then gently pressed their foreheads together.

''What the hell are you doing?'' exclaimed Macau.

A horn sounded throughout the parking lot and Porchay burst out laughing before letting Macau figure out the situation on his own.
He grabbed his bag and left whistling happily.

''Yiwha?''

The young woman was sitting in the library, she looked at him tenderly before whispering:

''You know that the teachers' building is not far away from everything right ?''

''What ? What do you mean...?''

Porchay was confused but the young woman shrugged with a small embarrassed smile.
Then Porchay understood.
He looked behind him and saw Kim coming.

''Oiii...Wow...he changed his style?!'' exclaimed Yiwha. ''Looks like his pecs are going to roll on the floor...'' chuckled the young woman.

Porchay opened his mouth wide.
He was stunned and bewildered.
P'Kim had arrived walking like a fucking model, with books under his arm. He was wearing black leather pants and there were silver chains hanging from his belt.
His white jacket had several open buttons and his hair fell perfectly over his shoulders.

''Hello.'' he said with his husky morning voice.

Yiwha squealed like a dog toy before nervously fiddling with her pens.
Only Porchay looked at him with a confused expression.
What the hell ?
Why was P'Kim acting like...the freaking god that he was ?
Kim offered him one of his seductive smiles and he left.

''Oh mumumu...'' whispered Yiwha. ''I am going to die...so handsome!''

''I'm going to kill him.'' growled Chay tearing a paper he was holding.

''Ch-...Chay ?! Eh ! Where are you going ?''