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Taehyung - Piano lesson

Frustrated you tapped the keys, tunes sounding like the didn't belong together filling the space. This had been going on for the past half an hour. You gave a whiney sound, slamming your hands onto the piano. Finally allowing yourself to take a break, you gripped your glass standing on the piano to take a sip. You jumped a little as two hands came in contact with your waist.
"Here let me help you" Your best friend's voice softly came. You put the glass down and as your fingers found the keys on the piano again, his hands travelled up over your arms.
"Here, like this" Taehyung said and you could hear the smile in his voice as he pushed down, showing you the way to do it. You mirrored his actions and felt the frustration leave your body and to be replaced with a calm. It was nice, having Taehyung's chest pressed against your back as he kindly showed you the way. He suddenly gripped one of your hands to squeeze it slightly.
"Here get up" he spoke. As you quizzically followed his request he took your place on the piano stool, pulling you down into his lap. His lips moved against your neck as he began instructing you and giving you tips. It went better then when you had tried to learn on your own but it didn't take long before you became distracted. You moved around a little, and it return that made Taehyung's words get stuck in his throat as he gave a choked moan. You went to apologize, when his arms wrapped around your waist, sqeezing you almost encouragly. In a bold move you decided to move once more, this time slower as you grinded down against his crotch.
He moaned, pressing his lips down against your skin to drown his sounds out.
"Taehyung I don't want to practice the piano anymore" you spoke. He kissed your shoulder, pushing you up and spinning around to face him. Messy hair, glasses and an oversized t-shirt. He looked amazing. You found yourself staring as he reached out to slide his fingers over the fabric of your jeans, slowly creeping closer to the button.
The piano made a sound as you bumped against it, but you paid it no mind as Taehyung was already unzipping your pants and helping you get them off.
His hands worked fast with your underwear, yet with still graceful movements his fingers tenderly ran across your skin. You gave a pleased sigh as his fingers ran over the insides of your thighs. He was sitting down on the stool still, taking his sweet time, but you could tell he was getting worked up too. He was, after all, only wearing a pair of sweatpants and they didn't hide his excitement very well. Before you knew it he had one finger rubbing against your entrance, lubricating it before making eyecontact with you as he slid it inside of you. As he had it inside of you to the knuckle he let his thumb brush over your clit, whether it having been accidental or not, and you gave a quivering whimper as you clutched his shoulder with one hand and the piano to keep you up steady with the other. He seemed to like the way you reacted so he gave a small smirk, and for every time he pumped his finger into you he made sure to rub your clit in a slow almost teasing manner. You could feel the area between your legs as a throbbing warmth but his finger was far from enough, and that was the case for both of you. Taehyung slid his finger out, bringing it up to his mouth and licking your juices off.
"Want more?" He spoke in a husk voice, one eyebrow slightly raised.
"You don't even have to ask that" you got out, flustered. He swiftly stood up as well, sliding his sweatpants off before pressing his chest aginst yours. His lips found yours in a sweet kiss at the same time as he started parting your legs. His length prodded against your wetness, moans drowned out against eachothers lips as he slid into you. His fingers softly tugged at your hair when you pushed your hips against him. His thighs hit yours and he was sheated fully within you now. He let you adjust for a moment before sitting down on the stool still inside you, you now straddling him. Your arms draped around his shoulders automatically. He waited patiently as you got accustomed to his size and calmed your heartbeat slightly, but he was almost shocked as you began rolling your hips, half riding him. He choked back on sounds, drowning them out by placing his lips on your shoulder, kissing and sucking. With every fall down your clit rubbed against him, and already worked up from getting edged once you were needy for release. Taehyung moaned your name and began thrusting up against you, meeting your movements. As the both of you sped up you knew you were close and to let him know you squeezed his arm. You have a long whimpering sound as you came, your walls clenching around him, quickening up the pace towards his orgasm. He came soon after, not being able to hold out any longer, and held you tighter against him as you milked him for every last drop of cum. Coming down from your highs you shared another sloppy but sweet kiss and you got off him. The insides of your thighs were sticky and you were warm. Taehyung looked warm too.
"You wouldn't want to take a shower with me?" You asked, clearly out of breath. Taehyung grinned.
"I'd love that. I should help you practice the piano more often."