Exes And Hoes

Deal

Footsteps....

Quiet footsteps...

Little taps dusted with the worry of running late for class or to face the nagging of a punctual teacher.

That should be his warning sign -- a time-to-get-a-move-on-it kind of thing, but the lips calling for him are keeping him in place and unbothered. Instead of heading back to work, Jimin is by far too immersed in what he's doing in the school's storage closet.

Correction...

Who he's doing in the school's storage closet.

Lips chowing down on his partner's neck, it's no wonder he's oblivious to the numerous pairs of feet trudging down empty locker filled halls like a bull in a china shop. The clock's ticking away, and not even the chitter-chatter of young, sleazy adults can snap him from it.

"Mr.Park." The girl imprisoned in the gap of his thighs moans but promptly silenced by Jimin's lips steady against hers.

Instead of sonorously pleasing moans, he wishes to drench himself to the more subtle and affective music of love-making: silence. That beautiful space of emptiness before a pin hits a floor, the magic that will bring things to a quick end.

Because Jimin, that rascal who calls himself a teacher, can't be caught.

No.

He won't be caught.

Against her lips, his breath quakes to his heart's disbelief. Those brilliantly beautiful eyes have knocked the wind out of him. They just do something to him! Almost remind him of how yours once tamed the slut inside.

To put it simply, they're entrancing.

He's never seen orbs of such charmingly warm innocent youth. It almost makes him green with envy as his are nothing more than empty pits of mocha broodiness.

Even if he dismisses her eyes, the odds are against him. Aphrodite's golden apple air-kissed skin, all at his dispense. Soft and plush, it's all his.

He's got everything.

So what is the lack?

Why does he feel a touch bored?

Sure, this woman is gorgeous. Heck, she's the eye-candy every man would die for!

In all truth, if Jimin had green between his fingers, he'd be slipping it into her panties before giving her a quickie.

So what is it?

He has no reason to be throwing a fit. There's no reason for him to act like a spoiled child. He's a grown man raging with hormones, hot-blooded and in his twenties! Blowing off some lust-driven steam is a must!

This is the moment in life where his erotic novella should hit a peek! Smoking hot sex should follow him everywhere he leads.

So why?

Jimin's got an offer to get laid. A quick fling has to be the answer to this dreadful feeling rattling his core.

There's no question about it.

Right?

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To your surprise, the auditorium is exactly in the same pristine condition you left it in. Surely there should be something ruined, something out of the ordinary, but nope!

Jimin didn't go ape-shit and mess with your stuff for the fun of it.

That's the scary part.

The floors are tidy, the monitor of his computer a life-drained black, even rays of afternoon-tinged sunlight peer through the closed blinds, and the wind howling in laughter to your apparent cluelessness.