#sub!jaehee

”- and after this the east front retreated…-”

you’re barely listening to a single word coming out of your teacher’s mouth, completely engulfed in the storm outside. It hasn’t rained in a long time and all you can think about is how boring this weekend will be. You and your friends were supposed to go to the beach. But with the weather like this? Not a single chance that you’ll set a foot outside.

A nudge to your arm brings you back from your thoughts. You turn your head to your seat mate. Jaehee.

”So uhm… what should the project be about?”

Project? What the fuck is he talking about? You look around to see that the rest of your classmates are sitting together in groups of two’s and three’s. No fucking way… you got paired up with Jaehee? He’s the biggest loser to exist. He mumbles to himself when doing math, and he plays with Pokémon cards during lunch with his friends.

Before answering you glance over to your friends who are giggling slightly at your expense.

”Uhh… I don’t know,” you shrug, pretending to look through your notes.

”Well I was thinking the Russian revolution?” Jaehee responds after a few seconds of an awkward silence.

”Sounds good.” You reply. Great, seems like he knows what he’s doing and you might not have to bring much into the project.

—

The coming history lessons are all the same. You sit in silence, mainly scrolling on your phone or helping design the PowerPoint.

Sometimes you’re able to catch Jaehee’s gaze out of the corner of your eyes. Him staring at you wasn’t anything new. But what was new was the feeling it gave you.

You want to deny it, you truly do. Because who in their right mind would have a crush on THE Jaehee?! It sounds insane just saying it.

But the longer you guys are with eachother the more you realize he’s not as horrible as you’d thought prior. And he’s kinda hot. Though that’s something you’d keep to yourself till your grave.

—

”We’re in a bit of a time crunch…” Jaehee says randomly at the end of the lesson. It’s true. You only have two lessons left and over half of the power point left to make. This gives you an idea.

”Why not work on it at my house?” You suggest. Jaehee looks at you with a flustered expression. He has never been invited to a girl’s house before. Let alone anyone as popular as you. Three weeks ago he’d thought it was a cruel joke. That you’re preying on him to make fun of him. But you’re not as cruel as it seems. Atleast that’s what he thinks. In reality your only nice to him because you like him.

”At your house?… I- uh… sure.” He replies, clearing his throat.

”Great. Tonight, 7pm?” You stand up, putting your things into your backpack.

”Yeah- yeah… sounds good.”

—

The smell of air freshener and the sound of the vacuum cleaner gets your mother wondering what’s going on. You rarely clean your room this thoroughly. A few knocks on your bedroom door make you look up.

”Honey, is someone coming over?”

”A guy in my class. We’re doing a project together.” You respond.

”Alright… well I’m off to Miranda’s.” Your mother responds. Nice, you’ll have the house to yourself tonight. Your mind drifted to inappropriate thoughts but you quickly shook yourself out of it.

You fluff up the bright pink pillows on your bed, shake off any dust from the pink furry throw over and just as you’re done the door bell rings.

As you’re about to open the door you can hear mumbling on the outside, it’s Jaehee. From what you can hear you can tell that he’s talking to himself… as if he’s practicing a script. Possibly he’s practicing what he’s gonna say to you. When you open the door you press down a giggle.

”Hey, Jaehee” you say, leaning against the door, letting him inside. He’s holding his backpack in one hand. And something else in the other. A large paper bag.

”Hey… I uhm.. I brought some snacks… I- I didn’t know what you liked so I just… I just bought some random stuff.” He says, avoiding your gaze. It’s basically full to the brim. A few bags of chips, popcorn, candy and soda’s.

”You didn’t have to do that…” you reply softly, grabbing the paper bag from him. When you walk back to your room you realize that Jaehee isn’t behind you like you thought. You put the paper bag down in the doorway of your room. Turn around and see Jaehee still in the hallway. He’s looking at a bookshelf, specifically at a picture of you and your mother. It’s a pretty recent picture, the two of you are sitting on the beach. You’re wearing a bikini, showing a lot of skin. When Jaehee notices you he immediately gets flustered. Looking away and acts as if he’s not looking. A tiny chuckle escapes you.

”Stop being weird,”

”What? Oh! Sorry… so sorry…” he mumbles, looking down at the floor as he walks over to you.

Your room is quite small, smaller than Jaehee initially thought it would be. But it’s so… you. There’s a clothes rack by the window. He can recognize almost every single garment. The bright pink zip up you wear almost every day, a black studded belt and a few other clothes.

You sit down on your bed, crossing your legs over eachother and placing your laptop on your lap.

He follows suit and sits down as well. But keeps his distance.

Every now and then you glance up from the computer. And almost every time you manage to catch him staring at you. Or more so your tits. You can’t blame him. You’re wearing a tank top without a bra underneath.

”…wanna touch them?”

Jaehee’s eyebrows shoot up in shock. What did you just ask him?

”W-what?”

You scooted a bit closer, pushing your chest out a little extra. His face turns a bright tomato red and he squeezes his eyes shut as he reaches his hand out.

”Open your eyes, dummy,” you laugh. He quickly retracts his hand.

”Is this some stupid joke? Have you and your friends made a bet about me? If so… if so just get it over with.” He sputters out.

It makes you freeze. Is that what he thought of you? You feel slightly hurt that he would think so, but yet again you’re known for being quite cruel. Maybe it isn’t so weird for him to believe that after all.

You place a hand near his lap, not touching yet. ”Jaehee… no. It’s not a bet,”

”Then why… why would you… why would you let me touch… them?”

You sigh. He’s so bad at catching hints. ”I like you. Jaehee.”

The redness on his face deepens. And he’s completely unable to get words out.

”what?” He eventually gets out. It makes you laugh. He’s cute.

”Well… getting to know you has made me change my mind about you… you’re really cute.”

”You too…” he says automatically then curses at himself for being so awkward. Earning yet another chuckle from you. ”Can I kiss you?” He eventually asks. You’re shocked at him choosing to take the initiative.

But before he can say anything else or change his mind, your lips are already on his. He whimpers quietly and kisses you back. His lips are quite unsure in their movements. But he soon understands what to do and follows your pace.

He snakes a hand behind your neck, holding you close. The finger tips slightly on your scalp.

You move closer, putting a knee on each side of his hips. It makes him hard almost instantly and you giggle quietly. Which makes him embarrassed, and he hides his face in your neck. ”Stop…” he mumbles.

You pull his face back. ”Already hard for me?”

”…y-yes…” he whispers. ”I’m- I’m sorry…”

”…pathetic…” you smirk then your lips land on his neck. Jaehee gasps softly, leaning his head to the side to expose more of his neck to you.

His breath picks up in pace and he’s so unsure of what to do. Jaehee has never been in this situation before, and he’s not really the guy to watch romance movies either. He squeezes his eyes shut, focusing on the immense pleasure of your soft lips against his neck. It’s cute.

He doesn’t protest as you lay him back, leaning over him. Instead he just connects his lips with yours again. Moaning softly into your mouth. He’s definitely become more confident by now. Moving his lips with yours in a steady rhythm. Though he’s still unsure of what to do with his hands. But that quickly fades away when you grind down on his erection. Immediately his hands find your hips, gripping them tightly.

”Do you want me to fuck you like the good pup you are?” You ask teasingly. Jaehee’s face turns red again, nodding eagerly. He’s never been so excited by anything before.

”Please…”

”Please what?”

”Please mommy, fuck me… I need it-” he begs, his knuckles tightening incredibly hard on your hips.

A breeze of cold air hits your bare chest and stomach as you pull your tanktop off. His eyes widen in awe. Never has he seen something so beautiful before. He brings his hands up, touching them like he was offered to earlier. They’re so soft underneath his large hands. It’s almost mesmerizing. He pries his eyes off your chest and looks up at you, meeting your gaze.

”You’re so… beautiful, Y/N.”

A small grateful smile grows on your face. Your reach down and brush some hair out of his face. He leans into your touch, grabs your forearm and kisses your wrist.

Your hands find their way down to your tiny sweat shorts, and slide them down. Giving Jaehee a good view of your panties that by now are soaked in your wetness. A surprisingly desperate moan slips out of his mouth at the sight.

He shivers as your cold hand meets his stomach. They caress him, pulling his shirt upwards simultaneously. Leaving him shirtless in a matter of seconds.

He’s more muscular than you’d initially thought. Having quite prominent abs and biceps. Though you’ve peeped his biceps before.

You shift slightly on his lap, causing him to arch his back up. Fuck he’s so desperate… you don’t want to wait for much longer either.

”Is my pup needy for me?” You tease.

Jaehee’s face twists in embarrassment but he can’t do anything but nod. ”Y-yes…”

Slowly your hands find their way down to the zipper of his jeans. A quiet whimper is heard from him as he lifts his hips and allows you to pull his jeans and boxers down. His hard erection slapping against his lower stomach. Precum already dripping from the tip.

”Aw puppy… leaking already…”

He whines, a quiet beg for you to fuck him.

You position yourself on top of him. Aligning the tip with your entrance. And slowly you lower yourself down on him. A loud moan escapes you.

”Oh fuck… you’re so big…” you moan as he stretches you out. This earns you another embarrassed whimper from Jaehee. Fuck he’s so hot when he’s embarrassed.

You start moving, up and down, and his hands grabs your hips in desperation. Moving you at a less antagonizing pace. His head falls back, and his mouth falls open. Soft moans coming out of it. He’s so vocal… you would never have guessed that the shy Jaehee would be so loud.

”Fuck- mommy… it- it’s so good…” he moans. Gripping at your waist like he’s afraid you’ll disappear.

A devious smile spreads on your face as an idea forms in your head. You grab his hands and pin them above his head. He can no longer control the pace your going at and its driving him insane.

He begs and begs for you to continue. To go deeper, to go faster, and harder. But the more he begs the less you comply.

Eventually you see a tear. Then two… then more. He’s crying. He wants to come so badly but you’re not letting him.

”Aw is my puppy crying?”

”Please… please mommy…” he sobs, twisting his head to hide his face. The sight gives you such butterflies in your stomach. And his pathetic begging doesn’t help. But you want to come first.

You start picking the pace. Rubbing your clit against him with each stroke. You feel the climax building up and eventually you reach it.

A quiet sob escapes Jaehee before he looks up at you. ”Did you… did you come?” He asks, his voice slightly broken.

”Yes baby… now you’re allowed to as well…” you say. Leaning down and kissing him softly. He starts rutting his hips upwards in desperation of getting some friction.

”my puppy you did so well…” you coo. Then you wipe away one of the last tears left on his face.

”M’gonna come… mommy…”

”Come inside baby… fill me up…”

He lets out a loud moan as he comes. Then he’s completely done for. He leans back fully. Pulling you with him and wrapping his arms around you, still with his dick inside. He kisses your neck and the both of you lay there together for a while.