Teach Me (18 +)

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The next morning, Y/N was wonderfully but quite rudely woken up by Hoseok showing her once again what it felt like to have someone who knew what they were doing eat her out. She would have preferred to laze around and stay with him all day, she felt closer to him than ever. But she had a meeting with her adviser and she shouldn't reschedule it. So it was with some reluctance that she showered, donned her clothes, and slipped out of Hoseok's grasp before he could make her late.

She felt like she'd unleashed something by taking the initiative. She just hoped she didn't end up regretting it.

On campus, she and her adviser talked about her plans for her thesis and how it was coming along, her plans for her remaining classes, and if she was thinking about moving into the PhD program next year after she graduated. It was something she was seriously considering but she wasn't sure she wanted it to be in economics. She had too many interests to limit herself to one, her undergraduate had been in a type of cultural studies. That was a fancy way of saying she couldn't make up her mind on what to study.

Or should she even continue? At some point she needed to stop studying and put her knowledge to work. She wasn't sure doing what just yet, she'd need to think about it.

She was deep in thought when she left and decided to go take a walk through Seoul Forest to let her thoughts percolate. Y/N tended to walk with her hands in her pockets and head down, so it's understandable that she didn't see the cold eyes watching her from afar. Cold, angry eyes.

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"Where are you?"

"At my home...."

"You don't want to spend the night with me again?" Hoseok's tone was hopeful and Y/N swallowed. Last night had taken a lot out of her emotionally. She had enjoyed it a lot but it represented a major shift in her life and it always took her time to adjust to those.

"I need to work on my thesis and I definitely won't get any work done at your place." She said finally, in a somewhat teasing tone. Hoseok sighed and grumbled but admitted she was right. So Y/N got the time she needed to adjust.

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"Hobi?" He hummed in response, focused on finalizing his class schedule for the upcoming semester. Y/N was leaning against him, nose in a book like always.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You can always ask me anything." He said, attention still focused on his laptop.

"Um..." She hesitated. She felt a little guilty. Hoseok had gone down on her several times since their first time and she felt like that was a bit one-sided. But it was embarrassing to ask. So she brought her book up closer to her face and mumbled, "Can you teach me how to suck your dick?"

It obviously took Hoseok a bit to realize what she was saying because it was a couple seconds before her words registered and he stiffened, feeling himself start to go hard.

"What?"

"Can you....teach me....I want to learn how to return the favor." She finally said, not knowing why she was struggling with saying this. He'd seen her naked, they were having sex, so why did she get embarrassed at the randomest times?

"Right now?"

"I mean.....is there something important you're doing?"

"Nope, nope." Hoseok was slightly caught off-guard but nope, he would never turn down the opportunity to have his girlfriend go down on him. He closed his laptop and placed it on the coffee table before leaning back and taking a deep breath. Just the thought of her lips on him excited him. Y/N closed her book and put it next to his laptop, leaning back and looking at him expectantly. He ran his fingers through his hair. He had obviously been with plenty of women more experienced than her. But this still excited him more. "Are you sure?" He just wanted to check and her nod was firm. Yep, she wouldn't have asked if she wasn't sure. "Okay, then kneel between my legs." He said, spreading them and sitting back slightly. She obediently did so, looking up at him, and he had to swallow a groan. She looked so innocent at the moment and that's what he loved, ruining innocent things.

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