Page 70 of Teach Me K-Pop

We’re here.

We’re together.

We both want this.

Nikko watches me from the center of the mattress, hands clasped together and resting near his hips, trying to look casual. He’s fidgety, though, and I can’t tell if it’s from nerves or excitement. I drop the lube beside him, checking in. “You’re sure?”

“Yes. I am sure. I want you. I want to have you in this way,” he replies, pulling me closer for a kiss that quickly turns filthy.

When I pull away with a nip to his lower lip, I promise him, “I’ll make this good for you.”

“I know you will. That is why I trust you.” He smiles, easy and bright. “How do you want me?”

The question short circuits my brain a little because I have at least a thousand things on my mental to-do list when it comes to him, but for now, I want to keep it simple. Intimate. “Just like this,” I tell him, coating my finger with lube and repositioning myself between his knees. He starts to tense up as I stroke over his hole, increasing the pressure just a little with each pass. “I need you to relax, naekkeo.”

“I am just excited. I think I have thought about it too much,” he giggles, but does loosen up enough to let me slip in a bit. “O-oh!”

“Okay?” I ask, trying not to lose my mind at him confessing to how much he’s thought about this.

“Yes.Please,” Nikko requests, letting his knees fall wider apart as I move in closer to him, easing my finger deeper. “This is already better than anything I have done.”

That’s a pleasant surprise. I remember my own first time and how all I could think about was how weird and foreign everything felt. I know now that better prep and a good partner goes a long way, and I’m glad I can be that person for Nikko. “Keep talking to me. Tell me if I need to stop.”

“N-no,” he stutters as I cautiously work in and out to open him up. Biting his lip, he sucks in a shaky breath and lets his eyes drift down to watch what I’m doing. “Can I… Can you do another?”

I drop a kiss to the inside of his thigh. He’s doing well, maybe even better than I expected. After I add a little more lube on another finger, I very slowly press against him until I can slide both inside him, watching his face for any kind of discomfort. He gasps at the stretch, but it changes into a strangled-sounding groan as I continue to push in. “How do you feel?” I ask, scissoring my fingers just the slightest bit.

“More,” he pleads, hips twitching like he’s trying to make me move faster.

My desire to really take my time seems to be working against both of us. He’s eager, and I’m weak—I can’t say no to him. I’d planned on easing him into everything as much as I could, but I hope we have time in the future for thorough explorations of every part of each other. Maybe for now I should just do what I can to blow his mind. Crooking my fingers to skim along inside him, I look and listen for an indication that I’m in the right place.

“OH!” Nikko’s back arches, the most gorgeous sounding cry of surprise I’ve ever heard escaping his lips, and I have to smirk. “Go-gi! Jebal.Jebal!”

I stroke my fingers delicately over the same spot as he writhes, begging me to please stay right there, and I do, keeping up until I see a tear slip from the corner of his eye. I pull away some, trying to bring him back around before I get him too close to the edge. “Nikko.”

He moans in response, pushing himself toward me. I want to make sure he’s as ready as he can be and lube up a third finger, tucking it under the other two. There’s a moment of tension and a whimper of discomfort, but he recovers quickly, beginning to rock his hips in rhythm with the back and forth motions of my fingers. “I could come like this,” he breathes.

“Do you want to?” If this is good for him, it’s certainly enough for me.

Nikko shakes his head roughly against the pillow. “No. With you inside.”

I hang my head, resting against his knee. Everything he says, as simple as it may be, turns me on and inside out at the same time. I love that he’s not afraid to talk to me, isn’t shy about the sounds he makes, and we’ve still, really, only just gotten started. It makes me wonder how amazing we could be together when we knew everything about each other - all the right places to touch, lick, or bite. I hope we’ll have a chance to get there one day.

But right now, we’re here, in some random hotel room, and he’s spread out in front of me—eyes full of love, dark hair messy, skin glowing against the white sheets, waiting for me. Ready for me.

Curling my fingers just right one more time to watch the way his whole body shudders, I ease them out while reaching for the lube again with my other hand. Nikko whines a little when he’s empty again, but I’m tossing my underwear aside and slicking myself up as quickly as I can.

Nikko throws his arms around my shoulders as I move to hover over him, making space for myself between his legs. He pulls me into a kiss, softer and sweeter than I’d expect for what we’re about to do, but I think it’s what we both need. I can feel him relaxing underneath me until our cocks brush together and he moans.

That’s all it takes for me to abandon any hope of drawing this out any longer. I change my position, lining myself up, pressing gently against his rim. I’ve just opened my mouth to ask if he’s sure, but he speaks first.

“Jase, please do not make me wait more,” he says, sliding his hand down over his abs and between his thighs to circle his hole with his fingers.

Watching him do that makes my hips kick forward and I moan as the tip of my cock disappears inside him. As far as I can tell, the world stops in that instant because all I can feel is how hot and tight he is around me and the grip of his fingertips on my arms as he tries to adjust.

“Do not… stop there,” he commands, a little breathless, but still urging me on as he wraps a leg around the back of my thigh to bring me closer, deeper.

I know my memory is shit—it’s been a while since I’ve been with someone—but the Nikko of it all is especially overwhelming, becausefuck,nothing in my life has ever felt as good at sinking into him, skin on skin, nothing between us. Bowing to kiss along his throat and collarbone, I push until I am fully inside him and try to remember everything about this moment.

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