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It was an ordinary day for Cheol and his students in Creative Writing class. It was at the time of the sem wherein Cheol's students should be ready to apply everything they learned in class and be able to write their own stories. For this day, Cheol had scheduled a film viewing for the whole class.
Like any other class, even with a good professor like Cheol, not everyone was paying attention. Some were passed out, some were on their phones; and a certain someone was sitting on his chair like those behaved but definitely a "mean girl" kind of student (in the classy, intimidating, and perfect petite frame) in the movies.
He wore his uniform improperly; coat off, loose tie, loose buttons, and no inner shirt—all of that but he paid no mind because he was too occupied with dirty, dirty thoughts of him and the man in front of the whole class.
Hannie finds his professor, Seungcheol (or "Cheollie", in his own little world), very attractive. He LOVES the fact that the professor is somehow very clueless on how hot he is and is somewhat, overall, clumsy and slightly awkward.
'I love hot nerds talaga'
He may be the one who usually plays with his type of man (a.k.a. "targets") and selfishly stays put, wanting to be the center of pleasure during sex. But boy, oh boy, he swore he wouldn't mind if he'd be the one doing all the tiring work for the professor to receive pleasure in return that Cheollie would be craving more of him.
Hannie loves how manly he was for him. He finds Cheollie's built a perfect match for his.
He loves staring at his professor's fingers whenever he plays with a piece of chalk when he's not writing. He loves how Cheol folds his sleeves up to his elbows and the subtle but sexy muscles and veins on his forearm sticks out. He wondered if he had the same amount of veins by his shaft.
'I can't wait to feel those veins on my tongue while I suck him off.'
"Psst. Hannie!", Seungkwan shouted in a whisper. Jeonghan looked beside him a bit annoyed. He raised a brow to ask 'why?'
"You're hard", Kwannie mouthed.
"I know. Sunod ka sa CR in two minutes", Hannie whispered back.
Jeonghan raised his hand and pointed to the door (it was how Cheol instructed his students to ask for permission to use the comfort room). Cheol nodded and Hannie went out. After the said two minutes, Seungkwan did the same.
It was five minutes before Cheol's class ended. The screen played an intense confrontation scene between two characters of the film, it was the male lead and the second male lead. The two people on the screen were in an intense staring contest as a building background music played.
"That will be all for today, class", Cheol said as he stood up from the teacher's desk in front of the room.
"For your assignment, I want everyone to write a short script on what you think happens next from where we left off the film. You are free to express your ideas by writing a plot twist, a big revelation, or a peaceful closure of the confrontation; it's all up to you guys", Cheol explained to his class as he collected his things from the table.
Everyone in the room was busy fixing their things when the duo who asked to use the comfort room minutes ago came back. Seungkwan and Jeonghan were headed to their seats when the latter was called by Seungcheol.
"Mr. Yoon", Jeonghan stopped in his tracks and slowly looked back at his professor.
"Sir Choi?", Seungcheol took a minute to look at his student. He saw how red Jeonghan's lips were; his hair still looked a bit messy despite the obvious attempts of taming it. Cheol also noticed a pinkish mark by his collarbone, as if someone attempted to mark it but was left unfinished; his current state just screams "freshly fucked".
It would be a lie if Cheol did not find his student hot and attractive at that very moment. After all, he was eyeing this particular student the first time he laid eyes on him.
However, Cheol mentally frowns with the fact that these two students of his were probably in a relationship as they are always seen together; not to mention other students also heard them in a few of the cubicles, empty classrooms, and other secluded places around the campus multiple times already.
"Sir Choi?"Hannie repeated and the professor began to speak.
"You and Boo Seungkwan were out when I announced the class homework. You are to write a short script of what you think happened after the confrontation of the male leads, due tomorrow. Kindly tell Mr. Boo about this as well." Seungcheol was wearing his coat as he spoke to the student.
To be honest, Hanie spaced out on everything his professor said. He was more focused on how Sir Choi looked seductive and arousing as he wore his coat.
'Yum, indeed.'
After wearing his coat, Cheol proceeded to fix his bag so he could leave as everyone also cleared the room.
Courageous--or rather, daringly, Hannie reaches out to his professor when the last other student apart from him had cleared the room.
The other end of Cheol's pink tie lifted on its own at the young professor's peripheral vision. He followed the tie's movement only to see Yoon Jeonghan, upper body closer and leaning forward across the ample-sized teacher's table, making him freeze on the spot at the dangerously decreasing proximity as Yoon Jeonghan slowly loosened his tie. The younger held the tie on one hand and undid two of his shirt's buttons as he seductively stared at his eyes.
"W-what are you doing, Mr. Yoon?"
Hannie momentarily smirked at the older and held both ends of his shirt's collar to slightly open it apart, showing the skin on his chest.
"Parang naiinitan ka kasi, Sir. Punasan ko lang po pawis niyo", the student went closer to him and Cheol couldn't compose himself anymore.
"Fuck", he muttered when Hannie went in to quickly traced the said short trail of sweat on the area of his clavicle that he exposed.
Hannie slowly backed up, smirked, and spoke, "See you tomorrow, Sir."
- THE NEXT DAY -
Choi faced the class he currently had. He was still slightly tense seeing Jeonghan in the class so he opted to just check his students' homework and called them to personally give out comments.
He was nearly done with all of the submitted homework. He sighed as he read "Yoon" on the paper he was about to check. He tried his best to peek unnoticed, at the particular student and saw him plainly on his phone. He breathed once again and began to read the submitted script.
The more Seungcheol reads further, the drier his throat gets.
The usually well-ventilated room seemed to suddenly gather all the humidity in the world that had him in beads of sweat forming on his forehead; not to mention his trousers started to feel tighter than how it was when he wore them this morning. Yoon Jeonghan was to blame for these things that Seungcheol suddenly felt.
The said student wrote a very detailed bed scene between the male characters and Seungcheol is somewhat panicking!
His thoughts were interrupted when the school bell rang. His students went on a beeline to the door with slight chaos.
He noticed how Seungkwan had now approached Jeonghan who was about to head to the door as well.
He mentally scolded himself, telling his thoughts to man up, be the responsible teacher that he is and do that one thing he was currently anxious to do.
He stood up from his desk and finally... he called Yoon Jeonghan's attention.
Afraid that Jeonghan might do something similar to what he did yesterday again, he anxiously and almost stutteringly faced his student and immediately told him to meet him in his office after all his classes before somewhat scrambling out of the room.
Once out of the building, he puffed a breath and walked away as he tried to shake the short encounter off his head.
'Get it together, Choi!'
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Seungcheol happily finished his late lunch and after lunch routine in his makeshift office. It was an old classroom at the very end of the Literature Department Hall.
Although temporary, he was very happy to have his own space while their new faculty was being renovated. He plopped down on his chair after a quick stretch and noticed the thin stack of papers on his desk. He furrowed his brows and recalled what these papers were for.
He lifted the paperweight and scanned the paper. His eyes grew as he remembered it was the rest of the script from his class with Yoon Jeonghan. What rattled him more is that he remembered that he told his student to meet him here in his office and the said student is now currently knocking on his office door.
He was not prepared.
"Sir Choi?"
'FUCK. TEKA LANG', Seungcheol panicked.
Cheol was about to tell his student to just meet him next week but before he could, the knob squeaked as it turned, and there entered Yoon Jeonghan.
Cheol was somehow terrified seeing Jeonghan; he was really not yet ready to face him.
"Sorry, Sir. Pumasok na po ako kasi bukas naman ilaw."
"I-it's fine. Upo k--" Seungcheol was so nervous that he choked on his own spit. He immediately drank water from his bottle and breathed.
'Tangina, Seungcheol, nakakahiya ka'
Hannie decided to let the man recover from his mini accident, giving it a slight awkward pause before he spoke, "bakit niyo nga po pala ako pinapunta, Sir?"
"Oh. Uhm. Y-yung script mo." Hannie smiled inwardly, his plan was working.
"What about it, Sir", he innocently asked.
"You see, Mr. Yoon, I do...appreciate your...imagination and creativity on the...uh...turn of events in your script. However, you must still consider the fact that the homework you submitted is inappropriate to be considered as an academic paper." Seungcheol mentally congratulated himself for remaining calm, avoiding stuttering, and explaining well.
Hannie, on the other hand, looked defeated. He slouched in his seat and bit his lip in disappointment. "But Sir, wala naman po kasi kayong sinabing restrictions. You always told us to use our imaginations and be creative", Hannie tried to negotiate.
Cheol must be out of his mind to find Yoon Jeonghan's current expression extremely cute and adorable; it made his heart feel this slight squeeze the same time it made him relax in their previously tense (only on his end) conversation.
"Mr. Yoon, trust me, I do think you did a great job on being imaginative and creative. I mean, to be clearly honest, your script stood out from the class. Every script either ended with the tension from the characters dying out or heightened followed by violence."
"It's just that, you know, we're still in a Catholic school. Maybe implications na lang dapat or a more creative metaphor on how they did it? Again, we're still on the academic level. Kung naka-graduate ka na and you used this plot direction and these terms, wala naman akong protesta don. Talagang, kumbaga, 'keep it PG' ba?" Seungcheol noticed a spark of hope in his student's eyes so he continued to speak to cheer him up.
"You did great. Your words for imagery was spot on--"
"Talaga po? I tried my best to focus on the details of the imagery, Sir. I'm really happy that you mentioned it. Tell me, Sir, which part in the imagery stood out for you?"
'Fuck. Why do I feel like this is a trap?'
Jeonghan still had the spark in his eyes as he was waiting for Seungcheol's response.
Academically, it was a good question for someone to improve in writing—taking notes of your strengths and weaknesses; however, admittedly, Seungcheol felt too nervous to answer.
"Uhm...t-the part where you expressed the hunger in the eyes of the characters. Yeah. That." Hannie smirked. He loved how his plans were working just fine.
"Talaga po? Bakit po yung part na yon?"
"It was where everything shifted. H-hindi ko lang kasi talaga inakala how things would escalate from there." Cheol was really wishing this topic would soon end but Hannie had other plans.
"Ahhh. Nanghihinayang po kasi ako sa nabuong tension sa film pa lang, and I thought hard and decided that the only way I can keep the tension and utilize it well is if the characters used it for angry sex." Hannie boasted his idea with a wide smile and casually removed his blazer and popping the first two buttons of his school uniform.
"Ahhh oo--", Cheol tried to look away as he trailed off his sentence.
"How about the following scenes, Sir? Any comments?"
"Jeonghan, I--"
"Please, Sir, I want to improve my writing with imagery."
"O-okay" Fuck. Cheol was really nervous as to where this conversation was headed but he decided he'd take his student's word for it; this conversation was purely for academic purposes.
He breathed deeply and spoke.
"Your imagery is fine, however, you can improve it by setting your thoughts at a certain pace. The way I see it, you wrote the scene as if you were the character in the story. I understand that the excitement between the characters is there, especially since you mentioned they've been holding back for some time. But the excitement in you, as a writer, you should control it. It would help you to take time and elaborate more on the details."
"Can you give me an example, Sir?" Hannie smiled. Cheol did so, completely focused.
"Here. In this part, you wrote that they still had their clothes on, but you also wrote in the next sentence that they are jerking each other off. I think it would be better if you explained a bit more details on how they got undressed if this was your next sentence."
"But, Sir, it's angry sex. How should I write about that without losing the aggression?"
"That's for you to figure out. If you can't keep up with your writing ideas, I suggest na ikwento mo yung nasa isip mo, tapos i-record mo yung sarili mo na nagku-kwento para pwede mong balikan yung ideas mo for clarification."
"Kung ikaw yun, Sir, how would you write this scene?" Cheol was once again nervous. His student was getting closer to him.
Jeonghan stood up and walked around the table, "how would you imagine to be able to write a bed scene, Sir?" Kung kanina dine-deny niya pa, ngayon, pakiramdam ni Cheol patibong na talaga 'to ng estudyante niya.
"I-i don't know" Hannie furrowed his brows at the response.
"I-i mean, I wouldn't know. I don't really know how it's done or how it's supposed to feel." Patibong na parang gusto niya ring lakaran.
He was ultimately shy confessing about such a matter to his student, but he felt like Jeonghan was someone who wouldn't judge. Over the years it was his frustration after all. He did try watching adult films for his arousal but none worked. He was starting to suspect that he was a demisexual. He thought that it was the only reason left. It's not that he was not into this stuff, it's just that if he was to do it, he'd do it with someone he fully trusts and loves.
Hannie was smiling. There was no denying his attraction towards his professor. Yes, he lusted for Seungcheol but aside from that he also imagined what it would feel like to have him as a partner. Something he never asked himself with other people he hooked up with.
Without second thoughts, Jeonghan turned Seungcheol's swivel chair so they could face each other. He knelt down and placed his hands on Cheol's thighs and held them apart. Seungcheol immediately sat up when he realized what his student was doing but he was stopped by two warm palms on his chest.
"It's okay. Relax." Hannie smiled.
'He should really stop smiling'
"B-but--" Cheol was cut off when he felt a warm hand on his crotch. Yoon Jeonghan was palming him and it felt so... so good.
"Relax," Jeonghan repeated.
Hannie was already on his assignment as he undid the older's pants along with the other's underwear and lowered it until it reached down to his calves.
Hannie paused for a moment as he drooled at the sight of Seungcheol's shaft standing proud.
He bit his lips as he felt giddy that he wasn't wrong when he predicted how much visible veins Seungcheol had just by looking at the ones on his forearm yesterday. What he failed to foresee, though, was the intense but neat patch of pubic hair by his professor's dick. The sight made him salivate even more, licking his lips.
He slowly kissed Seungcheol's navel as he also licked a stripe backward from his belly button to the tip of his shaft. He held the older's hard dick and kissed the head quickly.
Seungcheol was still speechless with what was happening. He was only awakened from his trance when Jeonghan called him by his first name. "I want you to enjoy this as much as I will. Tell me if you want to stop, okay?"
Although in an inappropriate position, Seungcheol definitely heard his student's sincerity and just found himself nodding and watched as Jeonghan licked around his shaft.
The younger had no shame in showing him how he put his tongue to work. He'd lick up and down as he also stared at Seungcheol, making sure he was watching his every move. Deep inside, Hannie was very happy. He'd never had such a long and girthy cock to devour.
One long lick from Seungcheol's balls up to the tip, he locked eyes with the professor as he allowed him to watch how he repeatedly slapped his dick on his tongue. It was hot, wet, and definitely heavy.
Hannie also used his tongue, hardening it to trace the slit on his cock urging Seungcheol to hiss and momentarily closing his eyes. He grips on the armrests of his chair when he sees Jeonghan spitting on his cock. The younger was making it messy, kissing the bubbly liquid he spat on his aching dick.
"P-please" Seungcheol was not sure what he was begging the younger for; he just knows he wants more.
Hannie smiled and obliged. He finally took Seungcheol in his mouth.
He saw how Seungcheol gripped the chair harder as he let out a broken moan which caused the veins in his neck to pop out. Jeonghan was trying to keep his eyes open, but the wonderful sensation of the cock on his mouth made it impossible. He was struggling to keep his eyes open as they automatically fluttered close at the full feeling on his tongue and throat.
Hannie couldn't wait anymore. The musk of Seungchoel's crotch area was intoxicating.
Hannie opened his eyes and breathed before going forward, his lips and front cheeks happily meeting Seungcheol's pubic hair. Hannie felt like he lost control of his eyes as they rolled to the back of his head. It was his very own aphrodisiac to feel the Seungcheol's dick's weight on his mouth and his pubic hair on his face. He loved it so much that he turned harder than ever.
Disregarding the fact that it was Seungcheol's first time, Hannie didn't back up and instead pushed deeper, feeling Seungcheol's tip at the very back of his throat, moaning at the exhilarating feeling.
Seungcheol was shameless with his noises, both were enjoying themselves so much. Jeonghan paid no mind to how his jaw was slightly hurting because Seungcheol was really big. He tried to keep his jaw as relaxed as he could and sucked on the shaft harder. Hannie made sure every part of his mouth's insides and lips were felt and remembered by the professor's dick.
Hannie backed up to breathe through his nose and proceeded with sucking only the tip, his own head making elaborate back and forth motions forever embedded in Seungcheol's memory.
"Ang sarap. Please, isa pa..." Hannie went back to deepthroating the older when he heard the older pleading.
The professor kept his eyes closed and brows furrowed in concentration, deeply focused on the pleasure of how warm and wet Jeonghan's mouth felt around him.
Hannie swallowed around his cock which made the feeling around his cock tighter. He did it again and Seungcheol couldn't hold it any longer. Without any warning, he came down Jeonghan's warm throat, pushing his hips to meet the younger's face even more.
Hannie moaned which caused more cum to shoot from Seungcheol's dick and the professor pushing even forward as he now had a hand at the back of the younger's head, wanting his mouth extremely close.
He swallowed everything Seungcheol gave him, sucking him some more and once again, kissed the tip of Seungcheol's cock after slightly pulling away.
He stood up from where he knelt on the floor and mindlessly sat on his professor's lap facing him.
'That was the best 10 minutes I've ever experienced', Hannie thought.
Jeonghan shamelessly admits in himself that he loves the sex. Without a doubt, he also liked to talk with the man he was comfortably sitting on. He was an average student who does not study much and still gets fair grades; and even though the talk we had with the professor was initially about academics, he loved every passing second of it.
He loved the man's calm voice;
his cute habits when he's nervous;
his usual clumsy and slightly awkward self;
his serious demeanor when talking about something he's passionate about.
He was starting to love the direction of the effect he has on the shy and timid professor.
Hannie felt a bit tired and nuzzled his face on Seungcheol's neck, his arms comfortably wrapping around the stiff man's body.
The professor was a bit hesitant to wrap his arms around the tired student's body until he spoke, demanding a hug.
"I'm tired, I want a hug." Hannie nudged Seungcheol and the latter finally complied, wrapping his arms around the younger.
After a few good minutes of Jeonghan resting in their cuddly position, he retracted from the hug as he fixed himself.
As Jeonghan was fixing his clothes, Cheol tried to sit properly on his swivel chair. He was about to tuck his shaft back in his pants when the younger swatted his hands. The student bent down on his shaft's level with (magically) a wet wipe on his hand. He cleans his dick and kisses the head before tucking it in his professor's trousers.
Jeonghan leaned his body forward, his right knee dangerously planted on the swivel chair as he let it touch his professor's half-hard dick subtly, all while he also successfully caged the man sitting on the chair as he held on the chair's armrests.
"Do you like me?", Jeonghan asked as he daringly inched closer to his professor's face. Seungcheol was stunned by his student's bold question leaving him speechless.
"T-this is wrong, Jeonghan", Seungcheo answered, not really answering the question while trying to convince himself with what he said.
Jeonghan was having none of it, having a great hunch that his professor has the same feelings for him. He tried asking again, a hand clutching a chunk of his long hair by his nape, making him look at him straight in the eyes as a finger from his other hand played with the submissive's lower lip.
"That's not the question, Sir." Hannie slowly said being seductive once again.
He parted Cheollie's lips, the fingertip lightly feeling the latter's tongue, "Do you not like me...Sir Choi?", he asked.
Hope hidden behind the playful eyes and seductive smile on his face. Seungcheol couldn't help himself but be amazed by his student's beauty whom he admired since the very first day of classes.
"I-I like you...so much." Jeongghan smiled in triumph knowing that the same person he loves and lusts over feels the same way he does.
He removed his finger from Seungcheol's lips, cupped his cheek, and kissed him on the lips. Cheol couldn't believe how soft Hannie's lips were against his. He closed his eyes, savoring the feeling.
Their kiss was still yet very heart fluttering for the two. Jeonghan had already backed away yet he saw Seugcheol still had his eyes closed. He giggled and pecked the other's lips again.
Seungcheol opened his eyes and felt like melting as he saw the prettiest angel smiling at him. He wanted to tell him how beautiful he looked, how he loved him so much since the first day but he failed to find the words as Jeonghan's beauty ultimately left him speechless.
"You're so cute. I'll wait by your car in the parking lot.", HAnnie smiled and stood up from their position.
"What", Cheol asked.
By the door, Jeonghan looked back and explained, "I know you've been crushing on me since the first day of classes. I also know that you know how much I love to destress by hanging out before going home after classes, so come on and take your boyfriend on a date before he goes home."
"B-boyfriend?", a confused Seungcheol asked again.
"Ayaw mo?"
"G-gusto!"
Jeonghan smiled at the answer and said, "I'll be by your car" before walking out the room.
'What the fuck just happened?', Seungcheol thought.