Chapter 6 - You are a good teacher

After the horrible dinner, Do Sejin waits on the bed. He goes through her phone like a curious cat. She has a lot of contacts. Boss Jung is also listed in the contact list. There are some work-related pictures and videos. She has no social media account. She is not on messenger either. She texts in an old fashioned way, but she prefers calling.

He puts down the phone at its original place. He hugs the pillow and sniffs. She has changed the bedsheet. There is no scent of yesterday's activities. How is it that he is missing her while she is only a few meters away from him? She is taking a long time.

Ahn Hana comes out in a flimsy robe. Her hair is wet and dripping. She glances at him. He is not wearing a shirt. She is not sure about the bottom. Half of his body is hidden under the blanket. He is slender, giving her the impression that he is a flower boy next door. He looks impatient. She sighs for the 100th times. Ever since she has met him, she has been sighing a lot.

"Ahn Hana, how long will you take?" He pouts. She finds it cute. She climbs the bed and holds his lips with her fingers. She tries to pull it off in a jokingly manner. She chuckles when he gives her an aggrieved look. Cute.

She's cute. Do Sejin let her childishly play with his lips. He can't help but be affected when he hears her laughs. She rubs his cheeks. "Your skin is nice."

They are talking about skin like girlfriends. Do Sejin pulls her close and kisses her on the lips. She pulls back and says, "Patience."

Patience. Do Sejin has never been patient regarding these things. Right now, he is roleplaying as a high schooler who is driven by ŀust. That's why he can do this. He presses her beneath him and starts kissing her again in a clumsy way.

She grabs his mouth away from him. "Let me teach you how to do this."

He smiles inwardly. He is glad that he didn't show his skills in the morning. Now, she thinks that he is a truly inexperienced energetic boy. He sits up and waits to see what she will do. She takes off the blanket and looks at him. Her eyes become dark. Do Sejin notices that there is dėsɨrė rising in them. It is wonderful how she can control it. Now, he wants to break that control.

"You are not bad." Her eyes stop at his ċȯċk. She takes off her robe. Her brėȧsts are already erect and need his attention. She pushes him down on the bed and begins kissing him. Her tongue slides inside his mouth, explore all the nook and cranny. It's amazing how she can make this activity as much as graceful as possible. Perhaps, it is deeply ingrained in her personality. He misses the drunk her who didn't know any grace. But, he also likes the woman who is teaching him how to love her.

He moves his hands on her erect peaks. She doesn't stop him. He takes the clue. They are big, but his hands are big enough for them. He fondles them like someone who is doing it for the first time. She lets out an unsatisfied groan. "Hey, do it harder."

He uses more force. She bites her lower lip. He guesses that she is liking it. She starts kissing him again until he stops pretending and kisses her back in the same manner. Gasping for breath, she tells him, "You learn fast."

"You are a good teacher."

A slight blush appears on her cheek. So, she is embarrassed. She is trying her best to hide it. Will she become more embarrassed when she finds out the truth? He should have a lot of fun before that.

She kisses him everywhere. Her lips are warm and soft, making him tingle the way she moves it on his body. She kisses his nɨppŀės. She knows all the right places. Her hands move below. She moves her hands around his shaft until it becomes as hard as the iron. She glances at him. Her red lips are slightly parted. Her cheeks are becoming redder. "Don't hold yourself back."

She takes him in his mouth. Her tongue does wonder around his rod. Do Sejin can't stop mȯȧning. Last night, he made her mȯȧn. Now, she is making him beg to move faster. When she swallows him completely, he closes his eyes because of the pŀėȧsurės. She plays using her tongue. He is completely within her control.

At last, he comes within her mouth. She licks it all. She wipes her mouth and looks at him. "This is your dinner. I am going back to work."

"Wait, what?" Do Sejin sits up abruptly. "This is not enough."

"You can leave now. Come back later for midnight snacks."

"I don't want to leave." He grabs her waist, stopping her from leaving him like that. He is no done at all. There is so much to do.

She seems irritated. "Listen, you asked for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and midnight snacks. You had breakfast twice in the morning. You fuċkėd me as soon as you woke up. You fuċkėd me before you left. I have given you the dinner. Now, I have to work."

She is counting. Does it mean that he can only do it once during each mealtime? He should have asked for more. "But...But..."

"You promised me that you won't bother me during work." She pinches his nose. "Too much sėx is bad for you. You are still young. I already feel bad for eating you like this."

She thinks that she is the one devouring him. Now, he feels bad. This is the demerits of the highschooler roleplay. He can't use all of his skills on her to seduce her. He can't act and pull her back to the bed again. She will kick him out or find out that he knows more than she does.

"Okay." He makes a sad puppy face. She feels a bit bad about this. She isn't the type to give in. She turns around and gives him a full kiss on his lips. "Goodnight. I will wake you up at early morning. You can't miss school."

Life of a pretend high schooler is really tough.

Ahn Hana is back to work on her couch. Do Sejin can't sleep at all. She is wearing a loose t-shirt and shorts. He stares at her for a long time. It's 3 of the morning. He wanted to go for his snacks, but her serious face drove him back to the bed. He wants to bother her.

Do Sejin climbs off the bed in his nȧkėd glory. He goes to the kitchen. She seems a little exhausted. He wouldn't be human if he doesn't do anything for her. But, he has never cooked in his life. He looks for the way on his phone. How to make a coffee? After some struggle, he makes the coffee. It is surprisingly easy. He takes the coffee mug to her and places it on the table. She glances at him and picks up the coffee. He waits for her to say something, but no words come out. He sits beside her and leans on her to peek at the ŀȧptop screen.

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