The Math Teacher ~ A Kim Taehyung Fan Fiction

Drunken Love or Sober?

An arm slithered around my waist, locking me in. I glanced at Jin to see if he was catching any of this, but he was out cold, sprawled across the floor.

My teacher's hot breath fanned across my neck , leaving an invisible mark on my sensitive skin. I shuddered.

I'm not denying it; this totally turned me on. He flipped me. Like a light switch.

He nipped my ear, clasping the lobe between his teeth, tugging lightly.

I was frozen. I just couldn't move. I had never been in any sort of intimate situation before so I had absolutely no idea what to do.

He moved lower, to my neck. His wet tongue lashed in an out of his mouth against my milky skin. Opening his mouth wider, he left moist kisses all over my neck, sucking occasionally. He continued this pattern until he reached my shoulder. Taehyung slid my big shirt down sensually, gazing up at me, eyes filled with lust. Now that he had access to my shoulder, he left hickeys.

On my body.

He left hickeys. On MY body.

Marking me.

As his.

What am I doing?

My mind was fogged and I couldn't think clearly. But I knew.

I wanted this.

Bad.

I reached around with my other arm and clasped his soft hair in my fist, slightly tugging it back. I tried my hardest to hold in my moans. I just had to let it out.

Taehyung smirked against my shoulder. He picked me up so my crotch rubbed up against his and carried me to the couch in the living room. He pushed me against the throw pillows. He inched closer and closer to my lips. The tension grew more and more intense. I closed the gap.

His lips move delicately against mine, almost as if they were in sync. He bit my bottom lip, making me gasp. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth. It traced my upper lip slowly, tasting like alcohol.

His tongue explored every inch of my mouth.

I hooked my arm around his neck, pulling him closer. 

I'd like to say I did it against my will. 

Or unconsciously.

But I can't.

I pulled away, immediately missing his warm lips on mine.

I leaned into him and left a trail of wet kisses on his jawline which earned a groan from him. I moved so his neck and sucked, leaving a hickey. I reattached our lips. My hand slid to his crotch and I palmed him through his skinny jeans. He moaned into the kiss.

This was so wrong.

But it felt so right.

I thought to myself, Alright this is it. This is really happening.

Then Taehyung came closer to my ear and whispered, "You're so beautiful, but we should stop here."

Even drunk, Taehyung still had more sense than me.

I was a little disappointed but I knew he was right.

I nodded and he laid back on the couch, looking sexy as heck.

After I lugged Jin to the other couch, I laid myself on Taehyung's broad chest.

He smelled of vanilla.

He intertwined our hands and legs. His arm snaked around my waist and he rested his chin on my head.

If anyone found out about this, Taehyung would lose his job...because of me. 

Depressing thoughts swirled around my head.

Somehow, I fell asleep, inhaling Taehyung's sweet scent.