Just Lovers [WooSan]

002

San

"Your bike is really awesome." Wooyoung said after we took a break from gaming. 

I smiled at him, "Thanks! I got it a couple of months ago after I sold my grom. I'm sorry if it was uncomfortable though." 

"It's tolerable." He said. 

I knew that was a lie. I took Mihi on it once and she never stopped complaining about how bad her ass hurt. She wanted to get her own bike but didn't have the money for it so she didn't. 

"Do you ride?" I asked. 

"No, but my mom used to. I never got to learn but I'd love to." He said. 

"I can teach you. Maybe not on mine cause it's not much of a beginner bike, but I have some friends I can maybe ask." 

"They'd be willing to let you borrow a bike?" 

"Some of them didn't sell their older bikes when they got new ones, so it's just collecting dust since they rarely ride them now." I explained. 

"You're really cute when you talk about things you're interested in." He said. 

I could feel the blush creep up on my cheeks, "T-Thanks." I stuttered. I never knew how to receive compliments. I always got so flustered and it frustrated me. 

"Is the bike the only riding lessons I'm going to get from you?" He asked. 

I gave him a blank look, not understanding what he meant. "I mean...what other kind of riding is there?" 

He shook his head and got off of his spot of the couch and sauntered over. My brain turned into a puddle when he sat down on my lap, straddling my thighs. "This kind of riding." 

I was sure my ears were red hot. "Um..." 

"You are driving me insane, Choi San." He murmured, his lips closing in on my jaw. I liked the feel of his touch more than I probably should've. He felt so right under my hands and I was sure I was also losing my mind. "Don't tell me you're a virgin." He said as he ran his hands down my chest. 

"No-No, I'm not. But I've..." My breathing became more shallow. "I've never been with a guy before." 

Wooyoung leaned back, his eyebrows raised. "I'm not an experiment, am I?"  

"Oh god no!" I answered, feeling incredibly alarmed and guilty. 

He soothed my worries by showing off a flirty grin. "Good. Do you want me to give you some experience?" 

I wondered if he could hear my heart pounding in my chest like a drum. I wondered if he could feel it with how his hands were placed on my chest. 

It was only an excuse to have more of him but I agreed to his offer. I didn't want him to leave just yet, even if it meant having sex which wasn't something I intended to do.

Mature

I picked him up and carried him to my bedroom, plopping him down on the bed. I knew I was inexperienced with men but it wasn't like I didn't know what I was doing. I had enough knowledge to know how to prep.