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Park Seonghwa

Teaching Them

Passing down the hallways while making your way to the last class for the day, you walked slower than usual to avoid running into Mr. Park. He was your biology teacher and today he had been assigned to the Sex education class for you this month.

He was a sweet teacher. The epitome of perfection as the other students called him and never failed to smile when he greeted someone in the school but things got worse when he loses his temper and starting scolding the students though, sarcasm brewing out his tongue at its finest.

As you entered the classroom, you seat yourself in the far west corner. The exact moment you open your notes to doodle, Mr. Park enters the room. His shoes make a tapping noise while he makes his way towards the end of the class and takes a look around the room. Your soft eyes meet his sharp ones, which catch you off guard making you turn your face in the opposite direction.

It's the same thing every time the both of you cross paths. There is this awkward yet comforting aura he gives off but you don't mind it.

He's a student-teacher. Not more than 21, who lives with his mother, and all the girls swoon over him. How do you know all of this information? He just happens to live right across the street from you. The closest house from yours in the vicinity is his. He is your 'perfect next neighbor' who gets on your nerves due to his annoying attitude after school.

You never know how he pulled off that fake gentlemen's face. You scoff at the sight of him flirting right in front of you with some of your classmates.

Mr. Park clears his throat and all the students look at him. He was currently standing in front of the blackboard, only in his tight white shirt and black pants with hugged his skin and showed off his slightly fined abs.

The coat that he wore earlier, now was nowhere in sight. He loosens his tie before continuing to speak as the students at the sight in front of them. He was breath-taking, to be honest, but you had no interest in his fake self or his fake demeanour.

As he starts his lecture, you look out the window. There was always a kid playing with bubbles at this time and day every week.

You observe his sincere smile as he blows the bubbles through the stick, his eyes full of joy, and his cute little pout when he fails to blow them out. You chuckle at his behaviour as the little boy ends up falling on the grass trying to catch one of the bubbles. You stare out the window in amusement for the whole 30 minutes of the class, but start paying attention just 5 minutes before it was about to end.

As you turn around to look at the board Mr. Park wasn't present in his previous position. Then you hear the sound of someone clearing their throat. Upon turning around, you see him standing there firmly and glaring at you.

"Your highness, if you were not interested in the class, you could have left it earlier. I'm very sorry for wasting your precious time." He hisses glaring through your eyes, making you squirm in your seat.

"If you keep up the same attitude in my next class, you're going to get punished.", he fumes at you before rolling his eyes and storming out of the class holding his coat in his arm.

You leave school and directly head home after the class. Your friends were already planning on going on a weekend trip but you were sure your 'overprotective mother' wouldn't let you go with them and she would be going on one instead.

As you unlock the front and make your way into the living after slipping out your shoes at the shoe rack, you hear your mother speaking which is all a blur in your ears. You come face to face with her in the hallway.

She takes a complete view of you, scanning your body from the top to bottom before speaking, "We'll back by tomorrow evening so I asked Seonghwa to take care of you till then." She states and leaves to grab her little suitcase.

Before heading out the front door, she turns back and says, "And Behave. He's your neighbour for fucks sake." The door slams shut in your face and let out a heavy breath that you didn't know you had been holding in.

It was finally night. You took a shower and got changed into your normal comfortable clothes which were an oversized cyan hoodie and shorts. You get caught up watching 'UTOPIA' until you hear the doorbell ring and you knew who it was.

Upon opening the front door, you were greeted with an annoyed Seonghwa who makes his way in pushing you away by the shoulder as you flop down on the couch.

"Remember I'm still your teacher at school. Don't make me spill about your misbehaviour during classes to your mom." He states looking in your direction before moving close to you.

"She really won't like it." He pushes your forehead with the tip Of his index finger.

There is an eerie silence in the air between you two before Seonghwa speaks up,

"And. about the class earlier, why weren't you interested?" He questions as curiosity was evident in his voice.

"Ah- that. „ I kind of know everything already. So, I don't need to hear in the class." You blur out regretting your words later but it was too late till then.

Seonghwa had shifted him towards you, currently hovering above your tiny figure as his eyes glare into yours. But his eyes had a soft glow, they held a whole galaxy, you could get lost in them at any time of the day. They were beautiful, almost perfect, you were amazed at the fact that you hadn't noticed this little detail before.

"l can always teach you." Seonghwa's deep voice echoes through the room.

His soft, wet lips crashing against yours wake you up from your trance. Your hands unknowingly find their place around his neck pulling him in. You could feel him smirk in victory into the kiss. You were too caught up with the sudden burst of emotions, you weren't aware of the fact you were kissing a person you hate. You pull off in the middle of the kiss as the realization hits you, and Seonghwa pouts at the absence of your lips on his.

"I-I shouldn't be doing th-this." You blurt out before running up to your room and closing the door. Seonghwa sits on the sofa and regrets rushing things. He just wanted to know if you liked him.

After thinking for a few minutes, he heads upstairs to your room, knocking on the wooden piece. When you open the door, even before he could walk in, you drag him in, pushing his body onto the bed. This time you hover over him, staring at his lips and back in his eyes.

"Now who's in charge?" You question him while smirking as a little chuckle leaves your mouth.

You start kissing his lips, then move onto his neck while unbuttoning his black shirt. Leaving a trail of kisses down his torso as little moans escaped Seonghwa's mouth. You finally drag his sweatpants along with his to reveal his member, which you stared at in glory.

You lick his head taking his cock in your hands, which earns a whine from Seonghwa, as he tells you to stop with the licking, but you continue anyway. Finally taking him completely down in your mouth, you swirl your tongue around his cock, while Hwa's voice trembles as he grips his hair due to the pleasure.

You start sucking on his member, going up and down on his length while maintaining eye contact. You observe how he rolls back his eyes, bites his lower lip a little bit too hard when you increase your speed on his cock.

After finally bopping your head up and down his cock at a really fast speed, Seonghwa cums down your throat in a very little down.

'Boy's is sensitive.' You think in your head, laughing at the state of him lying exhausted in the bed, trembling as he curses at his choices.

"So this is Mr. Park all the girls swoon over." You roll your eyes in disagreement.

"tsk. tsk. tsk. I thought you'd last a bit more, but you're a weakling, Hwa." You remarked in a teasing tone brushing your thumb against his lower lip before getting up to clean yourself.

"Well I thought it would be the other way around and I would be teaching you to satisfy me instead," Seonghwa whispers in annoyance earning a chuckle from you.