PSYCHOLOGY PARTNER
summary: it only takes two lessons of juyeon flirting with you to get you in his room.
warnings: fingering (f receiving), my bad attempt at flirting and dirty talk.
word count: 3.5k
ever since the start of the term, you had to sit next to juyeon. at first you didn’t mind it, there wasn’t anything particular about the boy that you didn’t like. he was friendly, easy to talk to and he always pulled his weight when it came down to the work.
the only thing that you minded was the fact that sometimes he could be a little mouthy. throwing attitude around to the teach at the front meaning he would land himself in a detention, it never affected you though. mr lee always knew that juyeon was the one who never stopped talking, landing the boy straight into a detention.
there was also another thing you minded about the boy.
first it started off small, the way your eyes would linger on his hands whenever he would write. writing so fast and gripping the pen so hard that the veins that would come out seemed to grab your attention more than usual, your eyes following the trail until they disappeared under his shirt. catching his eye before looking back at your notebook, thinking he never caught on because he never said anything.
or maybe it was the way that he sat with his legs wide open, like it was an open invitation. sure, his legs disappeared under the table but there was enough for you to imagine what it would just be like to sit across his lap. look at him face on, letting his hands roam your body while you made out in this cramped classroom.
or the way he would stretch his legs out to bring them back under the desk, only to have them inches away from yours. the urge to move your leg just a few millimetres, just to see what he would do. that’s how it started, you shuffle your leg to the side, your thigh flush against his. there never was any reaction from him, his eyes stayed trained on the board in front of you both. you knew that he could feel the warmth being created, nerves rushing through you.
maybe it was too much, maybe the mixed messages he had been giving you were actually pretty clear.
that he just didn’t want you in that way.
so you move your legs back, detaching yourself from his warmth and praying to the gods up there that he doesn’t taunt or tease you about this. you’re ready to play it off as some sort of accident, his next moves shock you.
from the corner of your eye you see his much larger hand sliding across under the table. palm landing on the flesh of your thigh, your eyes widening at his warm fingers curling around your leg. pulling your leg back next to his, no words spoken, just the subtle movement so you’re touching him again.
your feel your whole body stiffen under his hand, mindless flirting between you two that had been happening for a few weeks had now finally meant he was touching you
your eyes flicker to his face, big mistake.
you can see the smirk dancing on his pretty lips, eyes still locked in front of him. giving your leg a gentle squeeze when juyeon feels your eyes back on him, like he always does.
the rest of that lesson you are spending it trying to stay as still as possible, not being able to pick up your own pen to write. not wanting to do anything to make juyeon lift his warm hand from your leg, the next thing you know that lesson is drawing to an end.
before you know it, you’re packing your things away. merely just throwing them into your bag because you couldn’t get out of that room fast enough. juyeon’s hand falling from your thigh as you stand up and now your right leg is feeling much colder.
your eyes go to look at anything but him as he stays sat in his seat, your eyes trying their hardest to not look at his crotch then to his legs where they were still spread so deliciously.
“you should really pay more attention [name], i wouldn’t want you to fall behind.” he grins at you, throwing his own stuff into his bag before slinging it over his shoulder. you finally look at him, thats when he sends you a wink, watching the way your eyes widen before he’s walking out the classroom.
tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.
Now to something a little spicy...
why is this so hot?? it’s not just me that finds that super hot to see, right?
or maybe it was the way that he sat with his legs wide open, like it was an open invitation.
Wow, he’s being such a man. I WASN’T EXPECTING THIS
We love a tease.