*A Week Later*
Every night since I asked Taehyung oppa to teach me the sexual stuff, we've been having late night make out sessions. He's still on the lesson of teasing but it's fun and arousing none the less. He told me that I need to start sleeping in sexy undergarments, not that my innocent ones aren't bad according to him.
"You have to tease the guy before you even touch him."
And that's exactly what I did. Taehyung comes into my room every night and immediately smirks in delight at my various sexy attire. Tae never lets us go farther than light groping even if I try to take the next step because he says I'm not ready and we have to take this slow to make sure I know what I'm doing. It's frustrating because every time his perfect long fingers brush over my body or when his hips sometimes slightly move against mine unintentionally, all I think about is having sex with him over and over again. I'm going mad and he knows it, that little prick. But today, Taehyung oppa promised we'd start the next lesson so I put on my favorite new sexy but cute lingerie set.
I brush through my long soft medium brunette waves and ruffle my bangs that are resting against my forehead a little bit. I apply a light amount of makeup to my face as I know I'm just gonna sweat it off if Tae doesn't kiss and lick it off beforehand. I hear a light knock on my door and I glance at the clock by my bed. Tae's a bit early tonight, maybe he's just as eager as I am to do more than just make out. I swing the door open and immediately pull the boy inside my room, kissing him in deeply with my eyes closed. His lips feel different tonight but the sensation of them kissing me back feverishly clouds my mind of all judgement. My back is pushed against the wall beside my door as the kiss grows more heated and desperate. He really is as eager as I am. His lips travel down my jawline to my earlobe as he sucks and nips at the skin there before traveling down my neck and shoulder, leaving love bites along the path he made. A string of moans leave my mouth as he does so and suddenly I'm lifting up in the air as he shifts our position so that my bare legs are wrapped around his clothed waist and our hips are firmly pressed together, trapping me against the wall again. I moan in his ear softly as I feel the slightly roll of his hips against mine. I tug on his hair and our lips find each other's again as he slowly rolls his hips again.
"I knew you couldn't resist me, ttangbeol." I pause my movements when the person kissing me says that. That voice is not Taehyung's voice. That sweet smell of cologne is not Taehyung's. I know that voice and smell far too well, I danced with this boy for three years. I pull back from his lips and gasp in shock at the smirk on the orange haired boy's now swollen lips. I immediately drop my legs from his waist as I push him away from me. I start to curse myself as my carelessness as I walk over to my bed. I hear Jimin oppa clears his throat from his spot by the door that he has yet to move from. I turn to look over at him and I notice his gaze travel the length of my body. I look down and mentally slap myself in embarrassment at my attire. Only Taehyung was meant to see this. A sudden knock on my door makes both Jimin oppa and I freeze in fear. The door opens to reveal Taehyung in his usual bed clothes. He smiles at me knowingly when he looks down at my attire but Jimin oppa clears his throat again.
"It's not what it looks like..." Tae's gaze shifts to his fellow 95 liner and his eyes grow dark at the sight of the disheveled orange haired boy with swollen lips. Tae's eyes shift back to me and suddenly he realized what just happened when his stare catches sight of the dark marks along my neck and shoulder.
"Hobi hyung was looking for you Jiminie. He said he needs your help in the practice room." Taehyung oppa's voice was emotionless and blunt toward his best friend. Jimin oppa nodded and quickly left but not before glancing back at me and biting his bottom lip. I stare at the door in shock with my mouth slightly open.
"You wanted me to teach you so you could seduce Jiminie didn't you?" My wide eyes lock with Taehyung's darken ones as he slowly approaches me after closing and locking my door. I quickly shake my head at his question.
"Don't think I didn't notice how he always flirts with you. I noticed the blush that would creep on your beautiful innocent cheeks whenever he would lean in and whisper into your ear. I know you like him Sunny-ah but nighttime is our playtime not his." Before I could respond, Tae roughly attacks my lips with his own as he backs me up to the edge of my bed. My legs give out from beneath me and I fall backward onto my bed with him on top of me. He kisses and licks and marks over every spot Jimin had made to claim my skin as his again. I moan softly in his ear and that gives him all the encouragement he needed to start removing his bed shirt and sweatpants, leaving him in only his boxers. He rips off the lingerie I'm wearing, making me gasp in shock and annoyance as it was not only brand new but it was also my favorite one. His lips travel down my collarbone nipping at every bit of bare skin til his lips brush against the skin of my breast. I inhale a sharp breath when his hands caress my inner thighs, inching further and further up as he gets closer to my heated area. His teeth nips at my sensitive nipple as his thumb rubs circles on my clit, making me moan louder than before. I don't have time to think before he enters two of his beautifully long fingers into my entrance and I gasp as I try to bite back a moan. His lips move up to my lips again as he kisses me deeply while his two fingers pump in and out of me at a steady pace.
"This is your next lesson... foreplay..."
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