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Off The Record Night

An Yujin x Male Reader, LIGHT femdom, smut, possessive Yujin

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A/N 1: First ever writing published! Took me quite some days to pour my heart in it and finally finished the plot... Please bear with me as there is definitely a huge room for improvement :).

A/N 2: Although I am fluent, I'm not a native English speaker so please forgive my grammar mistakes here and there ...hehe.

Plot Summary: You being the loudest yapper in your own Discord server, yet the most quiet nerd in the public. Yujin makes sure this mistake gets corrected, using her own ways...

You claim you are an expert in relationships, yapping in front of your friends that the only reason why you are still single is because you didn’t try. Your friends, of course all guys, half-jokingly accepting this title besides the fact that you become the sole member of the Discord gaming server that had not been dating someone.

Your first year in college is composed by a dorm room with dozens of Kpop girl group posters, flashy RGB lights on your gaming PC and 10,000 cumulative hours on Steam games throughout the years. As a STEM major, your life is basically going to class, dining hall for meals, and instead of heading out for some social life, you stay in and spend hours of your free time playing FPS games with friends, with some limited-edition girl group Photo cards, carefully sleeved and placed on your mousepad. “I’m living a good life right now, no? Who says I must date someone to not feel lonely? I got my bros and my wives with me.” You say to yourself one in a while.

God knows how mistaken this was.

With a somewhat naive heart and immature mind, you thought answering the most math problems in class during middle school is the key ingredient to one’s rizz. You felt weirdly confident that asking a girl out is like a walk in the park with your mathematics fueled brain and a skinny body. And so, it was the prom season and you were starting your great plans. But plans are always just plans, the 3 straight rejections in a row, over the span of one week was the final hammer destroying your self-confidence.

“There is no way that I get rejected by these girls who scored 30% lower than me in the Algebra class Final!” You complained to your friends and received a series of laughter.

-

Your self-confidence was at the rock bottom but the ego is still there. Moving to a new town for high school as your family planned, you decided to start over again but this time you promised to yourself that you won’t get defeated shamefully like how you did in middle school. But your way of approach is unique, rather than go all in and improve yourself overall, you decided to not try at all.

“I’m a damn genius,” You murmured to yourself, “If I just don’t talk to girls, I won’t get rejected by girls. Hahahaha” The logic felt strangely well so you had made your decision. Four years had passed, and the few friends who you made in high school only remembers you as an introvert game-addict kid who was good at math and instruments, before each heading towards different towns for college.

You thought college would be the same, you can keep hiding behind the screen and try to persuade yourself that admiring and becoming a fan of Kpop idols are enough for your romantic need.

You made a second mistake.

-

Your college is famous for its dead social scene. You don’t see parties going around your dorm, you rarely see Frat and Sorority hosting events with everyone dressing up like you only knew they looked like some cowboys and cowgirls.

Library and dorm rooms are the preferred place for your classmates. Especially STEM ones. This day, you made a right turn after walking out of the dining hall instead of heading back straight towards your dorm because you have a Linear Algebra final on the next day so you are studying in the library.

You make it there, pushing open the door of the quiet floor of the library, you feel like this place welcomes you more compared to the dining hall which just keeps blasting whatever music that comes into the manager’s mind. You smell a scent of old books as well as plugged computer chargers (yes you can actually smell that). You take a quick glance around the floor looking for empty seats, only to realize almost every open place is captured by students in grey/black hoodies, with an iPad on their table and a can of Celsius along with lifeless eyes on their faces.

You smirk as you look at the sign which says “No Food or Drinks in the Library”. Difficult times it is, so probably they won’t be strict towards the rules as everyone is already suffering through the Finals Season. You drop your stuff on the chair next to you and sitting down. Suddenly you feel like someone is walking towards you, the seat at the very corner of the library.

“Sorry, this seat was taken, I was using the washroom.” You hear a feminine voice from behind.

Your nerves quickly react before turning around. You take a quick look and indeed see a backpack placing right beneath the chair you just put your stuff on, but the table is empty.

“I... I’m sorry, I didn’t see your stuff under the chair. I’ll go.” You grab your backpack in a smooth motion like a parabola and stand up. After years of lack in conversation with girls, you make a quick decision to escape the scene and avoid any further interactions with this girl before even looking at her at all.

“Chill, you are good. I only need this one seat, you can stay.” She speaks with a really cool and emotionless tone while gently pressing her palm on your shoulder, sending electric shocks through your spine without noticing it.

You panic. You turn your upper body slightly so that you can see her from your 5 o’clock. You try your best to ease your tighten facial muscles and give a polite smile to her.

“Al... alright, I’ll stay then.” You obey her words without realizing it.

“An Yujin.” She introduces her name. In this split second, you finally get a chance to take a quick scan on her. She doesn’t feel like she belongs in the library, you are honest to yourself that she looks stunning. Contrasting with the lifeless hoodies and loose PJ pants near you, she wears a short, white tank top with a plain black leather jacket - unzipped - showcasing the smooth skin around her waist. Crazily long legs are wrapped under a tight pair of jeans indicates the perfect curve of hers. The Dr. Martens boots add an inch or two in height, makes you almost have to look above to see her face. She has really alluring eyes, with carefully done eyelashes alone with grey contact lenses that you almost lose yourself in. The flashy metal necklaces remind you to stop looking before it gets too suspicious. You feel like you won’t be surprised if she tells you she is in the Kpop Dance Club on campus.

“Y/N, n... nice to meet you.” You still try to play it cool but the crack in your voice betrayed you. You quickly turn around and sit down, keeping your arms tightly tugged to your body and try to play it safe.

“You look like that nerd who always sits at the very front row in my Linear Algebra class, no?” Yujin raises her eyebrows, with a seemingly innocent smirk on her face, showing the dimples on her cheek.

“H...how do you know me? I’ve never seen you before in the class.” You hesitate for a second, only to realize it is just the inevitable so you respond.

“You know it is hard to not know when you answer every question the professor asks, right?” The “right” at the end sounds like a teasing, at least you guess that’s what she intends as her smirk gets wider.

“I wouldn’t go to that class at all if it is not because of the fucking participation points.” That smirk on Yujin’s face disappears, as you are indeed aware of the course policy punish the class-skippers.

“T...then why did you pick this class? And it is the Final exam tomorrow, how are you going to pass?” You try to claim some authority but surely you do absolutely no damage to her as the playful yet teasing smirk reappears on Yujin’s face. “Well, I only need to pass this Math elective thingy to finish up my minor’s requirement and I can get it out of the way.” You realize she’s at least a year older than you, despite you are already ahead in the classes.

“Well you asked me how I’m going to pass the class and I’m telling you exactly how. I was trying to grind today and pray probably Gemini or Chat will do me a favor and have everything I need to know into some bullet points.” Yujin plays a sad face, but only in a blink of an eye, she turns from the iPad on her laps towards you and smirks, “but I guess it is my lucky day isn’t it? The smartest nerd in the class decides to sit next to me, and I’m sure you don’t mind to go over the Study Sheet with me and instruct me on how to find an Eigenspace for a linear transformation, right?”

Her words doesn’t sound like a question but more like an order that you don’t dare to disobey. “Probably teach her some stuff and part ways, after today I will go back to my screen and keep my way of living my college life.” You thought to yourself.

The third mistake had been made.

“O...ok, but I’m NOT a NERD!” You try to act strong but obviously she doesn’t buy it.

“Ok nerd!” The evil smile on her faces tells you that she’s the one in charge.

-

Hours had passed at the corner of the library and you already tried three different excuses to dip. But each time Yujin’s aura just keeps you trapped there like a magnetic field.

“Hmm, you have to go for a club meeting? I don’t think so. You can go after I’m done copying the key for the Finals Practice.” She stares right into you, and you are frightened.

“O..ok, I guess it’s the finals week, they shouldn’t have anything important.” You finally give up and just hand your notes to Yujin and pull out your phone.

“That’s it, such a good boy.” Yujin teases.

“Don’t call me like that! It’s not like I owe you anything.” You decide to act tough instead of letting her keep treating you like that so you try to grab your notebook back from her hands.

But at the exact moment you touched her wrist, your instinct makes you pull your hands back like you had touched something toxic. Holding hands are for lovers, but you haven’t even touched a girl’s hand, Yujin’s wrist is ice cold, but soft. It was just a split second but you can feel it.

“What’s wrong?” Yujin turns around and asks.

“No.. nothing.” You feel some heat on your face, you are glad that Yujin quickly put her focus back to the notes. Otherwise, you have no idea how is she going to make fun of you.

- Another hour, your stomach starts to protest for the lack of nutrients.

“Hungry already? Well, I guess I am too. Let’s go get some food and drinks at the K-Barbecue nearby. I got you covered.” Yujin smirks as she hears the noise coming from your stomach.

“No.... th...thank you for the offer, but I usually eat at the dining hall.” It is the chance you had been waiting for; it is the chance to bail you out of this awkward interaction. You just want to go back to your dorm and probably stare at your girl group posters on the wall instead of interacting with this stunning yet a bit possessive girl in the library.

“I said I got you covered.” Yujin’s smirk is gone and you can see nothing but a cold stare on your face. “Don’t make me feel like a brat just bullies nerds for fun, that isn’t hard, is it?”

(But you are! You think. But of course, that’s not what comes out of your mouth)

“Well I guess I’ll go then.” You sigh.

“Hey nerd, I’m offering you a meal! Why are you this frustrated? Do you think I make you look bad if you eat out with me?” Yujin challenges.

“N...no! I... I just... had never.” You murmur.

“Never what?”

“I had never eaten out with girls before.” You totally give up, the fortress, the bubble you tried all of your high school years to build just cannot resist this storm named Yujin.

“Ah! Then you’re not just a nerd, but a VIRGIN nerd! Hahaha.” Yujin blasts into laughter but you don’t even try to argue, because the saddest part is that she is kinda right, although you had been brainwashing yourself that you are not.

Yujin then gives a loud slap onto your back and tell you to pack up quickly, which draws attention from a few other students nearby. You feel so embarrassed that you just crumble your way out of the library behind Yujin like a puppy of hers.

-

(In the Korean BBQ place nearby your campus)

The crisp sound of Yujin popping open a bottle of Soju draws your attention while you are staring at your laps for the whole time.

“Want some?” Yujin sniffs the bottle and a big smile grows on her face; the cute dimples reappear.

“What? How… how are you offering alcohol to someone who’s under 21? I turn 21 next year and before that? No alcohol for me.” You argue.

“Expected words from a nerd.” Yujin murmurs while chugging a whole glass of Soju in just a second. “But you know what? I think alcohol is a good thing in one situation, when a coward needs to be brave. Why are you even nervous? You don’t even look at me when you’re talking to me.”

“I just don’t feel comfortable.” You feel your lips become dry so you reach for your water cup.

“Hey! Isn’t that our professor?” Yujin points her delicate finger towards the entrance of the restaurant.

You quickly stand up to take a fast glance of the door, as the so called “model student”, the least thing you want to get witnessed is eating out with a girl like Yujin the night before the final exam especially when there is also a bottle of Soju on the table. But you see nothing but a crowd of loud seniors who seemingly enter here to celebrate the end of their quarter.

“I don’t see anyone. Are you just messing up with me? Honestly that scared me a bit.” You sit back down and grab your water cup, finishing it in one hell of a gulp. But it obviously doesn’t taste like water, it is spicy but has a hint of floral and strawberry scent. When you turn your sight back to Yujin, you can only see her playful yet teasing smile, still trying to play innocent.

“Y… you poured Soju into my...” You try to say something but the strong taste of the Soju makes your throat burn and your eyes watering instantly.

“Negative soldier, I didn’t pour anything to your cup.” Yujin says, while biting down the straw dipping in the cup in her hands with her cherry-red lips.

“Wait a second, there wasn’t a straw for your Soju cup….” Your heat skips a beat and probably already guessed what just happened. But to prove your lemma, you look down to your “water cup”, and a clear cherry-red mark is right at the rim.

That was it.

Yujin drew your attention away while quickly swapped her cup with yours, knowing that you’d drink it following your instinct. But the lipstick mark? That was something beyond your comprehension. You are still refusing to accept the fact that you indirectly kissed a girl.

“Hmm... this straw has some interesting taste to it.” Yujin giggles while half closing her eyes, makes you feel like she wants to figure out what’s inside you through the straw that you just nervously chewed a couple minutes ago to avoid staring into her face.

“Let it go! It is so nasty, why would you ever put that straw into your mouth? And why would you ever offer your cup to someone else? Well even you want to trick me into drinking the Soju, at least.... at least don’t let me drink it with your cup.” Your lengthy response surprisingly didn’t stutter under the influence of alcohol, instead you feel a strange heat on your face.

“oooh nerd, why is your face as red as the charcoal? Is it too hot in here? Or is it... me?” Yujin finally moves her lips out of the straw, but what comes out of them is like a sharp pierce targeting right at your weaknesses.

“H...hey! Stop teasing me like I had never talked to woman before! I’m much better in this than you thought. I’m a fucking expert when it comes to relationships.” You quickly regret what just left your mouth but it is too late. Obviously, the alcohol didn’t work in your favor as your brain just wouldn’t realize Yujin isn’t the person who you want to brag your “title” in front of her.

She quickly catches you, not missing a chance and laughs with her mouth wide open. “What the hell did you call yourself? An expert in relationships? What kind of next level bullshit is that? I thought you said I am the first girl besides your mother who eats out with you?”

“S... sorry, it is an inside joke with my friends, i... I didn’t mean to say that in front of you.” You give up, grab the Soju bottle from Yujin and chugged the whole bottle in one go.

“But fuck it, I have my own ways fulfilling my romantic needs. I got my wives with me.” You are mad at your mouth at the exact moment when you said this, wondering why wouldn’t they just shut the hell up.

“Your wives? I wouldn’t be surprised if you call some random anime characters your wife and hug a body pillow with her body on it while you sleep at night. But you know what, it is ok and I won’t blame a virgin nerd for being into stuff like this.” Yujin jokes after quickly waved and signaled the staff for two more bottles of Soju.

“No... They’re real people!”

“Hmm... but I am more curious about you.” Yujin stops in the middle, makes your body jolt a little before she continues, “I wonder why a guy with a cute face like you will be like this. A nerd with no social life.”

You can’t see any emotions on her face. You also can’t see the meaning behind her seemingly compliments.

“Don’t... don’t say that. Yujin. You are drunk.” You murmur.

“It’s been five hours since you knew my name, but it took you this long to say it for the first time.” Yujin’s cold eyes force you to lose the staring contest, otherwise you know for a fact that you’ll fall deeper into her gaze.

“It’s just the alcohol.” Your face as red as her cherry red lipstick, the color on the rim of the Soju glass in front of you. “Come on, you’ll get there once the Soju starts working.” Yujin smirks.

-

Your second bottle of Soju is down; you feel warmth on your face but fog inside your brain. The final filter between what you think and what you say out loud is gone. “Alcohol is good when a coward needs to be brave.” Yujin’s voice echoes in your head.

“H...hey, Yujin, you know what? I haven’t been rejected by a single girl since middle school! ZERO! Doesn’t that make me an expert?” You try to defend your title, without noticing you are making yourself a joke to her.

“Then why are you so scared of me?” Yujin asks.

“I... I’m not scared of you. You... you are just a bit too aggressive.” You lie but your cracking voice betrays you.

“You are not just scared, you are terrified.” Yujin says, while grabbing your phone next to your plate and turned it on.

Lock screen? Of course, another Idol. Yujin smirks before slipping your phone through her fingers back to your palm.

“Be honest with me nerd, I’m curious who are those “wives” you’re talking about.” Yujin challenges.

“Well... they are some Kpop idols. They are really... pretty and I love them. I have their posters everywhere in my room.” You confess while knowing to be honest is the only option under such an aggression from Yujin. A pitiful smile appears on her face.

"You talk big for someone who's spent four years in a bubble." she says, her voice low and dangerous. "You think they're enough to keep you warm?"

"They're enough for me," you mutter, though your pulse is lying.

"You’ve spent so long looking at girls who aren’t in the same world as you, that you’ve forgotten what it’s like to have one breathe in your face. You’re not an expert. You’re a collector. And collectors are always so protective of their little treasures, aren't they?"

She stands up, slowly zipping her leather jacket, her eyes never leaving yours.

"I want to see it. I want to see the place where you hide from the world. I want to see these 'wives' you think are so much better than the real thing."

"Yujin, it's late. I have the exam—"

"I didn't ask if you had an exam." She walks around the table, stopping right behind your chair. She leans down, her hair brushing your neck, her voice a ghost of a whisper in your ear. "I'm bored of this hide-and-seek. And I think you’ve been hiding for long enough. You’re going to take me to your room, and show me exactly what it is you’re so afraid of me seeing."

“It’s your choice nerd.” She doesn't wait for an answer and starts walking toward the door. You’re left with two choices: stay here and be the coward she says you are, or take a deep breath and dive into her.

You finally understand what Yujin said. “Alcohol is a good thing, when a coward needs to be brave.”

-

You accept her challenge.

-

When you chase her out to the sidewalk, Yujin is already yards in front of you. But your legs start picking up the pace regardless. The Soju in your system shatters your logic and all you know is to follow Yujin, even though she’s heading towards your own dorm, you aren’t the one who takes the lead.

“Hey nerd, don’t you think we are a bit too slow?” The steadily rhythm of Yujin’s boots hitting the sidewalk stops. She turns her upper body towards you with an evil-ish smile on her face.

You walk closer to her.

Closer, yet she still isn’t moving.

Closer, and you are already parallel to her.

“Yujin, why aren’t you mov...” In a blink of an eye, she grabs your wrist firmly. Firm enough to make sure you give up any thoughts to pull your hand back. Her hand is cold, like the air outside at a January night but it conducts waves and waves of heat all the way up to your face. Yet you still freeze, don’t know what to do.

“Now I also become the first girl to ever hold your hand. So make sure you follow me close, ok?” Yujin’s voice is surprisingly warm, contradicting with the firm grip of hers.

She then interlocks her fingers with yours, like a confirmation of the fact that you cannot run away from her.

Honestly, you don’t know if you want to anymore.

The January night is humid and dark, but where your fingers meet hers is like a sun.

“Yujin, I...”You are visibly nervous, voice cracking.

“Sheesh, just don’t say anything, otherwise I need ANOTHER way to keep that nerdy mouth of yours shut. Friendly reminder, that would give me another “first time” of yours.” Yujin hovers her finger on you lips, close enough for you to feel her scent from the perfume. Fresh. Flowery. Alluring.

-

For many times during the walk, you tried to say something to ease the awkward situation (or probably only YOU feel like it is awkward). Either the pure absurdity of a girl like Yujin, offers to visit your dorm; or it’s your sheer nervousness of not knowing what to do when a girl holds your hand like this; or you even wanted to apologize to her as you didn’t make your room organized enough for her to come, knowing her presence there is inevitable now.

But her “warnings” had shut you up. You can hear nothing near you, nothing from the empty winter campus night before the Finals, nothing from the occasional pedestrians that exchange weird looks with each other, probably wondering how you get to hold such a hot girl’s hand with your pure frightened and nerdy face. The only sound you can hear is your heart beat, it’s only getting faster, like your GPU fans during an intense gaming session.

Are you feared for the upcoming unknowns?

Do you anticipate it even, because the protagonist is a girl like Yujin?

Do you still care your so called expert title, along with your no-talking-to-girls philosophy?

You honestly don’t know.

-

The next time you hear something, you realize you are already in the elevator, fingers still interlocked with Yujin’s.

“Which floor?” Yujin doesn’t even look at you, instead she peeks at the mirror that reflects a seemingly inharmonic image of you two holding hands silently.

“S...six.” You swallow, still yet to recover from the freezing weather outside.

Yujin presses the button, then goes silent.

You expect her to say something, probably Yujin will confess to you that it is all a prank, just to shatter a nerd’s night before a final exam. Probably Yujin will change her mind, realizing a complete noob in dealing with relationships isn’t who she wants. Probably Yujin will just disappear, and everything becomes a fever dream caused by alcohol.

Fourth.

Fifth.

Still silent.

“Ding!”

The crisp sound of the elevator drags you back to the reality, the door then slides open, the corridor welcoming you like the red carpet for the biggest stage of your life so far.

Yujin then reaches her free hand to your hoodie’s pocket like it is hers and takes your keycard in one smooth motion like she already knows where you put it.

“606.” She reads the cover of the card, with a smirk like a predator finally cornering her prey.

The familiar corridor becomes so strange, your steps becoming heavier and heavier, yet the feeling and warmth of Yujin’s fingers make you feel like you have a pair of wings.

When you finally reach your room, your hand is already trembling, and Yujin taps the card on the reader. The green light goes up. The door handle is then turned, and Yujin gestures you to get in first like it is her place.

You obey.

“Are you going to welcome me to your bubble.” Yujin stops at the door, raising her eyebrows. “Or are you going to shut the door and pretend nothing happened? It is never too late for you to be a coward and fold.” Her tone is challenging yet taunting at the same time, like she is already certain that you don’t dare to just lock her out.

“P....please come in, my first ever visitor.” You take a deep breath and close your eyes.

The door is then shut, Yujin steps in.

-

The room is left exactly the same as before you left earlier today, but the difference is that there is one extra person in it.

The RGB computer case is still shining, the fans roaring but still too quiet to cover your intense heart beat. Dozens of posters hanging on your walls from a variety of Kpop girl groups along with a few sheets of math worksheets randomly spread across the workspace. Below the table are stacks of empty energy drink boxes that you are too lazy to recycle yet. Everything is so peaceful, before tonight.

Yujin is right next to you, her perfume which you have no idea which brand it is from, aggressively capture your room and replaces the smell of computer coolants, energy drinks and laundry sheets.

She is still yet to say anything. She takes a glance of your room like a visitor in a museum, or rather, in this shrine of yours that you never shared with anyone else before.

In this room, you were the expert.

In this room, you brainwashed yourself that Kpop idols are enough to keep you from being lonely.

In this room, you became the pro gamer that yaps about everything, let aside of your quiet mouth in public.

In this room, you created the perfect bubble to isolate you from the real world.

But also in this room, you have the girl who you realized just now that will change your world in one night.

-

Yujin then pulls out your gaming chair, which you spent 2 months of dining stipends to acquire. She then puts her leg on top of your desk, lying back on the chair while staring on the posters of yours.

“Hmm, let’s see my rivalries.” Yujin finally breaks the silence, but with a dangerous, low tone.

“My rivalries.” That’s what Yujin just called your idol “wives”. You stand frantically behind her, teeth clenching.

“They are perfect for you, nerd. Don’t you think so? They are pretty, they are quiet, they make you feel like you are in control.” Yujin murmurs with a barely audible tone, like a demon whispering to your ears.

“They stay where you want them to be. They always welcome you home with the sweetest smiles they have.” She keeps pushing.

“Yujin, please, it’s just how I like...”you don’t get to finish, for sure.

“But most importantly, they don’t reject you. Never.”

“Reject.”

This word hits you like a lightning. Yujin is a guest in your room, yet she knows your secrets like she is the owner of this space.

The game is over.

“I can see you are starving, nerd. But you are feeding yourself with papers.” Yujin carefully picks up the sleeved, limited version photo cards on your mousepad. The ones that you gave up a lot of fortune to obtain from the collectors.

“Honestly? This one is really nice, and this, she is stunning. This? Adorable face.” Yujin smirks with tease and pity both on her face.

“But they don’t take your heart away tonight.” Yujin’s smirk disappears, while she puts each photo card face down on your mousepad. One by one. Your heart is hammering your chest.

Yujin stands up and approaches you. Her boots tapping the carpet, you back up. She walks even closer, your back hits the closet.

She reaches out, her fingers hooking firmly into the fabric of your hoodie, and yanks you forward until your chest is a heartbeat away from hers.

"Look at you," she whispers, her eyes scanning your face with a dark, terrifying clarity. "You’re trembling. Your heart is trying to hammer its way through your ribs. And yet, you haven't moved an inch toward that door."

She tilts her head, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across her lips. She isn't threatening to go; she’s highlighting the fact that you’re staying.

"You could have stopped this at the library," she murmurs, her voice dropping to a low, possessive register. "You could have walked away at the restaurant. But you didn't. You followed me all the way back to this little cage of yours. Why, nerd? Why is a 'scared' little boy like you standing here, letting me take over his room?"

This is a trap. Your older self tries to fire one last time—to make an excuse, to blame the alcohol—but the words die in your throat. You look at her, and for the first time, you stop trying to pretend you're a victim of circumstance. You realize that every step you took tonight was a step toward this exact moment.

"Because I wanted you to," you confess, the truth feeling like a physical weight leaving your chest. Your voice is raw, stripped of all the defenses you built for the past four years.

You take a shuddering breath, looking directly into her grey contacts, offering up the last of your pride.

"I don't want to be an expert anymore. I just want... whatever you're going to do to me."

The silence that follows is electric. You aren't just a "nerd" she caught; you are the prey that walked into the trap and closed the door behind yourself.

"Finally," she whispers, her thumb grazing your lower lip with a touch that feels like a branding iron. "The truth. I knew you were a fast learner. You've spent your whole life watching, nerd. Now, you're going to learn what it's like to be handled."

Before you can react, her lips catch yours. Your body jolts at the exact moment of contact. Her lips are full and juicy, with a scent of the Strawberry Soju earlier tonight and her lipsticks. She savors your lips carefully, upper then lower, each time she her lips move, your spine just feel like waves and waves of electrons launching into your brain.

Several groans leave your throat out of your control, she then bites your bottom lip lightly, just enough for you to stop making sounds. And she pulls back. It wasn’t a wet and messy kiss like you thought a girl like Yujin would give you. It was more like a statement, popping the bubble you had forced yourself to live in.

“Say bye-bye to your first kiss, nerd. But buckle up because it is just the beginning.” Yujin lifts your chin up by her delicate finger, forcing you to stare right into her. You don’t know what’s behind those grey contacts, but you are certain you want to see it.

Yujin then places her palms on your shoulders. Before you can figure out what happened, she shoves you onto your bed. The mattress bouncing you back like a protest as it experiences twice of the weight than it normally should.

Yujin then kicks off her boots; laps crossed over your waist and staring down at you like a predator. Yet, you know for a fact that you are her willing prey. Your breath is messy, yet your body is honest. The tent is visible through your sweatpants. “Uhh ohh, don’t you think I can’t feel it, are you seriously enjoying being beneath a girl?” Yujin’s teasing smirk drives you even crazier.

“Yes... Yujin, please... everything.” Your brain is overflow by the adrenalines that you don’t acquire from playing video games, you can’t process logic and language anymore.

She then leans down and kisses you, this time it is much messier one. Her tongue swiftly crosses your mouth and finds yours, swirling. She places her palm around your neck, and for sure she can feel your pulse is probably above 200 Bpm already so she lets you go, with a thin line of saliva connecting your lips and hers.

“Damn nerd, I’d better stop kissing you otherwise you are going to have a heart attack.” She says with a surprised and amusing tone.

“Did that make you feel this excited?” She asks, biting her lower lip and eyes half closed.

“You taste so good, Yujin.” You lift your head up to seek her lips. She pushes you back to the mattress with both of her palms.

“Don’t get too cocky nerd, I told you you are mine tonight, so you take whatever I give you, otherwise I’d walk out of that door right now and you can finish yourself in your dreams. Understand?” Yujin whispers, just to remind you who’s the one in charge.

“Yes. Ma’am.”

“You’d better hold on tight. It’s going to be the best night of you’ve ever had, that you didn’t even dare to dream of in your wildest fantasies.” Yujin puts her lips right onto your ear, the air flowing into your ear canal makes your body jolt.

-

You realize this is really happening when Yujin swings her leather jacket off her body, just randomly throws it on your gaming chair.

Before you can process, you find your palms naturally locating her waist and hovering on her. It is less than an inch, your hands can already feel the heat of her silky skin. Yet you don’t dare to touch it, because Yujin didn’t ask you to.

“Ah, I see it, our nerd wants to touch me. Do you?” Yujin leans in. You can feel her breath brushing your neck, making you itch, but it cannot brush off the most primal desire that you had never experienced before.

You nod frantically, waiting for her permission.

Yujin doesn’t say a word, instead she just smirks and takes your hand and presses them onto her waist, sliding it up and down. It is so smooth and warm. Your eyes are already half-closed, your pulse gets messier because of the feelings from your hands.

“God, it is so different.” You squeeze out a few words.

“I bet it feels much nicer than when you rub your fingers on those photo cards or posters alone.” Yujin says, while she moves your hands inside her white tank top.

Your fingers are literally trembling and hands shaking, as your remaining logic knows where this is going to end up.

There was it. Yujin lets go of your hands and nods at you as a signal for you to “explore”, while she pulls off her tank top in one smooth motion.

You stop. Too frightened, or rather confused how to react to the scene before you. Yujin still sits on top your laps while you lie on the mattress on your back, but there isn’t a piece of fabric covering her upper body besides her plain black bra.

You hands roaming around her chest, a finger nervously taps her nipple, as a way to ask for her permission to proceed.

“Go ahead nerd, show me what’ve you got and you better make me feel good.” Yujin murmurs and your hands immediate move like a horse off its leash.

You grab a handful of her gorgeous breast and gently squeeze it while tickling her nipples through the fabric. A few moans filled with enjoyment and lust escape from Yujin’s throat, like a compliment to your effort.

That’s not enough, so you sit up and plant your face right into her chest and give the deepest inhale of your life. You greedily sniff her and your brain is immediate filled with nothing but her gorgeous scent. Her expensive perfume, her body wash, and the smell of hormone all together, pushing you to an abyss.

You bite her tits through her bra lightly and teasingly, right before sucking them with your lips. When you see Yujin’s pupils behind that cold, grey contact are starting to dilate and the moans becoming more primal, you realize it is time to take this final barrier away.

So you move your arms from her waist to her back, attempt to remove the final piece cover of her full and beautifully shaped breasts. But the sensory overload and the lack of experience fails you.

Yujin giggles while looking your fingers desperately trying to undo her bra. “That’s so cute of you trying but I guess the first-timer needs some help don’t you?”

A few groans leave your throat. She then reaches her back and unhooks the bra in an agonizing fashion. Contrasting to your hunger and lust in you gaze, she slowly pulls the bra down, revealing a stunning scenery right in front you.

“Oh my God, it is so beautiful.” You murmur, while your lips automatically position on her nipple. Just like tasting the cherry on top of a cake, you carefully put her nipple into your mouth and give it a nice lick, wet and slow.

“Hmm, good.” Yujin hums.

You then swirl you tongue around her tits, drawing circles back and forth. Her body jolts each time when the tip of your tongue makes contact with her nipple, the obscene wet sound coming out of your lips keeps pushing Yujin to an edge.

Yujin holds the back of your neck, grabbing your hair while pressing your face closer to her chest.

You gasp, you feel like the air in your lung is replaced by the most alluring and feminine scent you’ve ever smelled. Yet, you don’t stop the movement of your tongue, faster and faster.

“Hmm, shit, just like that, you are such a good boy.” Yujin murmurs, while you leave a wet pop as you pull your head back for air. Then you immediately dive back for the other nipple.

The fan of your computer is still roaring, but you can’t hear anything but your own hammering heart and Yujin’s occasional moans. You savor her other nipple nice and slow like a lollipop, saliva mixes with her sweat.

The time feels slow, after what you feel like a century, Yujin finally releases you from this paradise, pulling your face away from her. But you want more, so you look at her, breath breaking.

“I have no fucking idea where you learned all that from,” Yujin gasps, “But before anything else, you are going to answer me, which one feels better.” She then stops, while she starts to slowly unzip her jeans.

“Jerking off alone with those posters, or having me on your bed?” She lets her jeans slide down from her insane long legs, while looking at you with her eyes that are obviously faking to be innocent.

“You Yujin, definitely.” You react fast and are on your knees next to the bed already, while Yujin sits on the edge of your bed, looking down at you. “That was the answer I thought too. I’m glad to see you are being honest, and my good little boy should get his reward, yes?”

“Yes Yujin, please... anything.” You beg, not a bit of your tone sounds like your old self even just a day before. You are already lost in desires, you don’t even try to think how dumb and silly you sounded like.

“Hmm, then I am going let you show me how much you want me here.” Yujin stretches her elegant yet alluring legs and put her ankle right on your shoulders.

You swallow hard, as now all you can see are her juicy thick thighs and her white cotton panties, with a damp mark in the center. You must be honest with yourself that you’ve never seen this in person, but you are certain the wetness on her panties means she’s aroused.

“Why are you staring nerd?” Yujin teases you with a low tone.

“Because you are so beautiful.” Those words don’t even need any of thinking.

“Then what do you want to do to me?” Yujin raises her playful tone just a little bit, but already enough to turn you on even more.

“I.... I want to taste you.” Your face is as red as the LED lights on your PC, but you don’t know if it is arousal or embarrassment.

“More.”

“I... I want to dive my face in your thighs and lick them.” Your instinct knows more than you thought before.

“Mhm, and then?” Yujin giggles, although you can’t see her face.

“I... I also want to taste your.....your.....” You stutter, not sure what word to use as for sure you never needed to think about it.

“My pussy?”

“Y... yes.”

“Then ask nicely nerd.”

“Yujin... please, may I taste your pussy?”

Yujin then laughs with her teeth as she puts her fingers onto the waistband of her panties. Slowly, she pulls it down like an artist revealing her new statue.

Artist indeed. Her pussy is pink and already damp, with carefully trimmed hair around the entrance. You can’t wait for any longer, your primal side of your mind makes you stick your face right into it.

You take a deep breath, but there isn’t any unpleasant smell from her pussy. It is her hormone, arousing and addictive at the same time. You lick it with your tongue, inserting it half way into her pussy and just move it up and down, left and right.

The soft and warm feeling of her walls wraps around your tongue, and you can feel Yujin’s body jolting. She lets out a soft moan, making you itch even more and you realize your pants is at the breaking point due to your length.

“Yujin, can I please take my clothes off?”

“Not yet babe, gotta make me feel it first.” Yujin smirks, while rubbing her finger on her clit. “Try my clit here, do it gently, it is sensitive.”

“W.... what is clit?”

“Hell, where did the smartest nerd in my class go? Don’t mess with me. Or? Is it because you are a virgin and have no idea what I’m talking about?” Yujin’s smirk is gone, but you can tell she isn’t mad at you.

“Yes...”

“Yes what?”

“I....”

“You’d better answer carefully.” The possessive edge of her tone is surprisingly alluring. Something in your mind is turned on.

“I’m a fucking virgin and I can’t hold it anymore! Yujin, please let me...” You shout, even half crying.

“Oh, my poor little boy, I can see the desperate tears in your eyes.” Yujin’s tone softens, but immediately becomes teasing, “I guess it is time for the next step?”

You nod frantically, while your hands already positioned onto the waistband of your sweatpants. “Take it off.” Yujin commands, with a split second, you are already naked, standing right before her.

Your length is released like it has been held in positions by a spring, the moment your boxers are down, it bounces up to the air, already twitching and the pre-cum is all over the place.

Yujin doesn’t say a word, she stares at you silently, taps the bed as a signal for you to get back on. So, you do, you are lying in the bed again, and Yujin slowly approaches you, until her pussy is inch away from your face.

“Keep tasting it baby boy. By the way, you got a good cock for a virgin nerd, fuck... it’s getting me wet.” She puts one finger into her mouth while speaking, eyes half closed.

She turns around then sits down right on your face, forces you to get smothered in her scent. You grab her bouncy ass with both of your hands, rub and squeeze it into different shapes.

“Shit, your butt is so juicy.” While your hands enjoy the texture of her butt, you keep your mouth working nicely around her pussy, tongue drawing gentle circles around her clit, sucking it every now and then.

Yujin hums amusedly, while pulling your shirt above your chest. She quickly notices your nipples are hard as well, though certainly not as full and big in size compared to hers.

Yujin then teases your nipples with her soft, delicate fingers. The warmth of her fingertip contrasts with the coolness of her press-on nails. Your body trembles each time she brushes your nipple.

“Oh shit, just like that Yujin, you make me feel so good.” Your voice cracks from the sensation, but your trembling body alone is enough for Yujin to realize how much she just turned you on.

“Damn nerd, your body is shaking like you are electrocuted.” Yujin smirks, “You look like such a slut, nerd.” She then rubs it even faster, your body trembles even more, a few pathetic moans escape from your throat.

“You’re coming just by getting your nipples rubbed, mhm?” You can’t see Yujin’s face, but you know for a fact that she’s teasing you with that evil smirk.

You face is pressed towards the pillow by her juicy, thick ass. So you can only response by accelerating your tongue that’s already deep into her vagina. You also don’t forget to take care of her butt, you sniff her silky skin and worship it nicely with your hands.

“Oh shit, I can feel it coming.” Yujin murmurs, she then rides your face faster and rougher, only releases you for air when your grasp on her ass gets stronger.

You don’t see this as a punishment though, you see it as a reward. The deepest fear inside you head, which is to get rejected by girls, is perfectly solved by Yujin. You want to please her, because you know that she’ll then be the one to take good care of you and you don’t have to do anything but to obey.

You still concentrate on the movement of your tongue, trying your best to find those spots where Yujin moans the loudest. Your tongue swirling inside her, you don’t even know what you’re doing this whole time, but your hunger and lust hidden beneath that nerdy persona drove you all the way here.

“Oh...fuck... I’m coming...”Yujin’s voice starts to crack as she continues riding your face, movements become messier. She rubs her nipples and you are ready for the incoming flood.

You lick her clit with the tip of your tongue, and you feel like Yujin’s thighs are starting to shake. “Ugh fuck, I’m coming! Fucking your nerdy face makes me feel so good! Mmph. Eat mommy’s Pussy, ahhhh!” Yujin cries out loud, nails digging deep into your torso.

But you don’t feel any pain, instead you feel an intense wave of pleasure from your body to your brain, while Yujin just mercilessly releases herself right on your face. Her pussy twitches, nectar squirting out straight to your throat. You have your mouth wide open, receiving every single drop of this elixir of hers. It tastes like hormone, it tastes like desire, it taste like... Yujin.

Her body then softens after the climax and she finally lets go of your face and lies down right next to you on the mattress. You turn your face full of her nectar towards her, open your mouth, showing Yujin that you’ve got every single drop of her climax in you.

Then you swallow everything while staring right into her eyes - even lick your lips - like a puppy desperately asking for commend from his owner.

“Good boy, you made me feel real good, so mommy is going to give you what you want.” Yujin’s tone finally softens, you then plant your face into her breasts again, leaving gentle licks and soft kisses here and there, as a way to totally give in and let her own you like she did.

Yujin then supports herself on her elbow, with the other hand approaching your shaft. “Look right at me.” Her soft tone disappears, back to her old possessive, dominant voice. “Your cock is already so itchy, leaking all over the place.” She then taps the tip and draws a circle right on your urethra with her nails.

“Oh fuck... Yujin.... I’m going to come if....” Your whole body jolts, hands desperately grab the bed sheet.

“Not yet. I said you belong to me tonight, so you are not coming until I say ‘Puppy, come for mommy’, understand?” Yujin’s cold stare makes you feel even more excited.

“Yes.... mommy... anything you say.” “Repeat yourself, who do you belong to?”

“I am An Yujin’s Puppy, please use me as you like. Fuck.....” You don’t even know if you should feel ashamed by blasting out such words, but clearly that’s what your body wants you to say.

“Good boy, I like to see your slutty face begging mommy for more.” Yujin smirks. You are done with pretending that you don’t need anyone for company, you are done to act like someone who is too academic and rational to care about romances. You’ve been starving. You’ve been waiting for someone to see through those masks you put on and get you taken care of. Yujin is that savior you’ve been waiting for.

With her, you don’t need to think, you don’t need logic. All you need is to follow and obey. That’s why you don’t even try to hide your loud moan - half lust and half relief - when you finally feel her warm and soft grasp on your length.

“Fuck.....”

“You’ve been waiting for this moment all night no? My little boy.” Yujin approaches your ear and whispers. “Let me give you exactly what you need.”

“Yujin... please...”

“Don’t say anything, just feel.” She tightens her grasp just a little bit and starts to stroke your length in an agonizingly slow motion.

A few drops of clear pre-cum immediately leak out from the exit, your hips spontaneously thrust upwards, but she quickly slaps your leg to warn you, so you stop.

“Hmmm, More please....it feels so good.”

“I told you to be a quiet puppy.” Yujin takes off her panties that are still hanging around her hips, and slowly shoves it into your mouth.

And of course this can’t shut you up, her fresh, aroused scent immediate intoxicate your mind as you mumble harder while still trying to thrust for more frictions on your length.

Your eyes are closed, every nerve of your body is concentrated to the point of contact with Yujin’s soft hand. She still strokes you slowly, enjoying your aroused face with her pantie shoved into your mouth.

“Such a submissive little boy,” Yujin whispers, while steadily accelerates her movement. “Cock already so hard for me.”

“Mmhm, mmph....” you start to lose your control as she strokes you faster and faster, you nails dig deep into the sheet as if it is the final thing you can hold on to before falling into an abyss. Yet, her scent in your mouth and her motion on your shaft push you even deeper.

Yujin then leans closer to your dick, you can feel her breath brushes the tip of it. She then opens her mouth, as much as your brain is already processing the image of a hot girl like Yujin giving you a blowjob, she instead just hovers her lips right above you cock, and a thin line of her saliva drips right on your glans.

Yujin then spreads her spit out around the top of your dick, but your body starts to tremble each time her finger touches your sensitive glans. You are so desperate for release that you are dare enough to thrust into Yujin’s grasp instead of letting her stroke you.

“Hmm... my naughty little puppy is so desperate, fucking mommy’s hand with his leaking cock. Where did that smart nerd in my class go? Look at you, you are such a fucking slut right now.” Yujin murmurs while she keeps stroking your dick, while gently massaging your balls with her other hand.

You are already on the edge. Not only because the physical sensation, but also something on the mental level. Since years ago, you’ve been spending your lonely nights on your bed, hands desperately stroking your shaft, imagining what would it be like to have company. Now you do. Yujin takes good care of you and knows exactly what you need, although with some prerequisites.

Rather than feeling embarrassed by her teasing or even humiliating words, you find yourself being turned on by her evil whispers. You give in and let Yujin take over complete control over your body and your mind. Yujin then removes her pantie from your mouth which has been soaked with both of her nectar from her earlier orgasm and your saliva.

You breathe heavily with your mouth as the sensation down there continues to build up even more. “My baby boy, now it is your chance. Tell me how much you wanted this, how much you want to release in mommy’s hand.” Yujin approaches your face, those big eyes filled with lust blinking right in front of you.

“Ooh fuck.... Yujin. I can’t hold it anymore, you made me feel so good. Ahhh.” You voice airy and cracks, you feel like your room is starting to disappear, and your entire world converges to your shaft. But Yujin stops her motion. Your already-red dick immediately twitches; the veins are visible through the skin.

“Please.... please don’t stop.” You cry out.

“I asked you to tell me how desperate you want to come, but you didn’t answer me.” Yujin smirks, while teasing your leaking length with her finger tip.

“Fuck... Yujin, you got me. I can’t.... shit.... I want to come so bad, I’ve been waiting for this all night. You are so fucking hot and everything just feels so good.” You confess.

“Tell me, am I better than those posters and photo cards?” Yujin asks.

“Absolutely.” You don’t even hesitate for an answer. It is not that you don’t love your idols anymore, but sensory overload had made you forget everything else in the world but Yujin. At this point, you would even agree to write her name on your own Final Exam tomorrow if she needs to, but that’s obviously not what what she cares about.

“Then if I let you come, will you be a good puppy of mine? Doing anything I ask you to?” Yujin keeps smirking, those dimples seem nothing but pure seduction. You cannot hold it for any longer.

“Please... Yujin.... I’ll do anything you want, you can use me however you like, just let me... ah fuck....” The moment you feel Yujin’s hand back on you, you’re like ascending to heaven.

“Good boy. I’ll count down from five and you can come.”

“Five...” Yujin strokes faster. “Tell me, did any of your idol “wives” drive you this far?”

“No...”

“Four... Three... Two...”Each count comes with acceleration from her movement. “Did any of those posters make you gasp for air like this? Like your lung is exploding?”

“No....ugh....”You are there. The flood is coming.

“One....”

“Oh fuck... Yujin.... ahhh.”

She then stops abruptly. Your dick twitching painfully in the air. A few drops of white liquid weakly flows out of your urethra. Yujin already quickly clamped both of your hands with hers before you realize you want to stroke yourself to sprint through that finish line.

You groan, even growl painfully.

Yujin winks her “innocent” eyes, then whispers to your ear. “Do you remember what I said earlier? You are not allowed to come until I say what?”

Your brain is certainly not functioning to give an answer. Yujin then continues herself, while repositioning to your shaft.

“I said, don’t come until I say, my good puppy, come for mommy.” Then she gives a soft, gentle kiss on your dick.

“Ahh.. An Yujin!”You are ruined. You explode. You reach the climax. You squirt out strands and strands of thick, hot cum everywhere. To your tummy, to the bedsheet, to your legs and leave out marks everywhere, showing your total surrender into Yujin.

The orgasm lasted so long that your body starts to tremble violently upon your release. You hands dig into the bed to the point your joints become white. Your ears are ringing, eyes black out. Your brain feels overwhelmed by the flooding dopamine.

Meanwhile, Yujin just stares at you with a smirk while your dick wildly sprays your nectar with your face filled with nothing but lust and arousal. You feel like minutes had passed, your dick finally puts its head down. You breathe heavily, inhaling each molecule of air you can to recover from this overwhelming orgasm. It is much more intense than all of your previous jerking-off-in-your-bed type of things combined.

“Hmm, look at you and the mess you just made. How cute of a good boy you are.” Yujin keeps smirking, while scooping your cum that’s dripping all over your tummy with two fingers. Then she sticks them right into your mouth. You don’t fight back letting her fingers swirling in your mouth.

“Taste your own desires, and tell mommy how do you feel?”

You don’t respond, rather you savor every bit of your own nectar on Yujin’s fingers, sucking and licking them clean and swallow everything in one gulp.

“You made me feel like I’m in heaven. Mommy Yujin. I’ve never felt anything like that before.” You let go of a airy and cracking whisper.

“Of course you can never get something like this if you don’t talk to woman at all.” Yujin smiles, while tossing you a handful of napkins. “Clean yourself up baby boy, you are a mess right now. Geez... never expected so much cum from a nerd like you...”

You suddenly start to realize what a mess you just made because of Yujin. You then wipe the semen off of your body with napkins, while your logic and mind still yet to recover from the sensory overload. “Hurry up puppy, mommy is not done playing you yet.” Yujin hugs you from behind, fingers teasing your nipples while whispering to your ear.

Your soften length immediately feel the impact, as it gets rapidly filled up with desires, wanting more despite the merciless release just now. Yujin pulls you backwards so you’re sitting on your bed with your back touching Yujin’s full, juicy breasts while she lies her back on the headboard.

You can’t see her, but her evil whisper flows into your ear. “You are already hard again, I didn’t even touch it. Looks like you want more babe.”

“Y....Yes, Yujin, please let me.”

“Let you do what?”

“Let me..... fuck..... fuck.... you.” Your voice sounds weak, contrasting to the energy and anger when you yell “Fuck you” in the Discord channel when you play games with friends.

What comes next is dead silence. The only thing that confirms you’re not deaf is the ongoing hum of your PC Fans. Other than that, it is nothing. You can’t even hear Yujin’s breath right behind you.

Following that silence is Yujin’s swift movement. In a split of a second, she’s already repositioned herself in front of you. She then puts her palms in your shoulder and pushes you all the way back until your back hits the headboard. Yujin then climbs up and sits on top of your laps, staring down at you with a predatory gaze and a cold face.

You froze for a bit, your weak and confused gaze is soon defeated by Yujin. “Well, well, well, seems like our puppy isn’t in his place. I said you are mine tonight, so you’re not the one in charge.” She approaches you, puts her breast into your mouth.

You quickly take in her breast, sucking it gently with your hands cupping them and worship them nicely. “But mommy is kind, so I am not gonna reject you.” Yujin’s smile becomes warmer; the scary vibe had been gone in a blink of an eye. “But I have to make it VERY, VERY clear.” She lifts her body up, her pussy hovers right on top of your erected length, you can feel it. You can feel it is just an inch away, if you dare enough, you can lift your hips and it’ll go straight in and you can take the “virgin” prefix off your name.

“Please Yujin… just let me get in already…” You cannot even try to hide your anticipation.

“Reminder. It’s me fucking you instead, puppy.” Yujin smirks, while sits down all the way to the bottom of your length. Your dick is immediately being embraced by her wet, warm pussy. You already forget the orgasm you just had a couple minutes ago, that primal desire makes you groan loudly. “Mommy, fuck me… please…”

“Shit, nerd…your thing is fucking big” Yujin murmurs, while slowly lifting herself up before sitting down on you again. Your dick is already sensitive because of her juice nicely lubricates the point of contact, each time she moves, you feel like it is a vacuum attempting to suck away all the essence you have left. But you hold on tight, mouth still worships Yujin’s tits nice and slowly. You then place your hands on her insanely juicy ass and starts rubbing it. The bouncy texture is just another level, compared to when you hover your hands on the posters on the ball.

“Tell me… are you enjoying it?” Yujin whispers, while licking your ear, before giving you a gentle bite on the earlobe. You immediately feel turned on, so you suck her nipples even faster while touching her thighs and hips.

“Fuck…. I’ll take that as a yes…damn… that nerdy mouth of yours can actually do something besides answering those stupid math questions in class…mmph…” Yujin’s tone raises just a little bit, but it is enough for you to interpret it as a compliment of your mouth work.

“Ummm… mommy you taste so good, and you are so fucking tight…. I am gonna lose it.” You let out a few really obscene moans when you leave her nipples with a wet slick, hands still roaming on her flawless body.

“You like it?” Yujin dives in for a kiss, her tongue immediately crosses your lips, finds yours and swirling in your mouth like doing a waltz. You can still taste the Strawberry Soju from dinner; you greedily suck your lips to acquire more of her gorgeous scent. You don’t stop even when the kiss gets too messy that the mixture of your saliva starts sliding down your jaws.

“Look at me.” Yujin lifts your chin up, forcing you into her gaze, “From now on, you are mine. I am going to ride you senseless that you forget every one of those idols’ names.”

“Yes… mommy… please ride me.. fuck.”

“I am going to fuck you until all you know is begging me to not stop, and all you remember is my name.” Yujin continues.

“Give me.... give me all that...” You groan.

She then starts to accelerate, for each a few short and rapid ride, she mixed in a long, deep stroke that your sensitive glans gets smothered by the deepest part of her pussy, the warmest, wettest paradise. You moan even louder, vision already getting blurry from the lust and sensation.

“Fuck… I can feel it, puppy’s cock is doing its job for mommy…. Uhh…” Yujin then tickles her clit with her finger, it visibly gets pinker and wetter.

“Mmmph, it is coming….” Yujin’s ride gets even more wilder, the wet slapping sound is so obscene that your PC is protesting by turning its monitor off. The room immediately gets dimmer, only the RGB lights on the computer case and the moonlight through the curtain are left. You prefer this way though. You don’t really want Yujin to see how slutty your face is when she rides you like that. Your final bit of ego still feels ashamed if Yujin makes fun of you, although your body is honest enough to find out who it belongs to.

Yujin puts her palms on your neck, not strong enough to choke you to death, but definitely with the right amount of strength to claim authority over your body and your mind. She then applies just a little bit of pressure, while smirking evilly at you, “Baby boy, tell me, how much you wanted all this since the library.”

“Fuck…. I’ve been waiting for this moment for my entire fucking life.” Your voice cracking, but you don’t forget to sniff her breasts and draws little circles on her nipples, making her body jolt.

“I’ve never seen a submissive little toy like you, but you are doing me good. How much do you enjoy getting fucked by me?”

“Shit… Yujin… you are so fucking hot… please fuck me….ahhh” Yujin’s movement gets even more relentless when the words reach her ears. She doesn’t care if your leaking dick is sensitive at all, she just keeps riding like she is about to lose it all. Her eyes are already closed, mouth half open, seeking for your kiss and her tongue immediately finds yours.

“God… I am going to come… get your stupid dick deeper… ahh” Yujin’s grasp on your neck tightens a little bit, your hips immediately start to cooperate and thrust upwards, while Yujin still slams her pussy on yours in a desperate motion.

“Yujin… I can’t hold it anymore…. Uhh… if you keep riding me like this… shit.” Your nails dig into your bed, grabbing the final piece of support before everything collapses into her.

“You’re not coming until I do. Good boy, hold it longer for mommy.” Yujin’s voice starts to crack. You then thrust harder, matching her frantic rhythm of slamming her weight onto your shaft.

The sensory is building, but it feels too good to just let go yet. You try your best to hold on tight and resist this pleasure that you feel for the for the first time in your life. It is not the dopamine rush when you win a clutch in FPS games, but rather, you feel relieved and relaxed. Years of isolation from girls, years of desperate seeking for love but failures, they became a burden that haunts you every lonely night. When your gaming friends log off to have hell of a night with their girlfriends, you are always the one left, hopelessly ask them to stay for one more game before you inevitably become the last one left in the Discord channel.

With that being said, you hold on to Yujin like she is the savior that can drag you out of this swamp. You are too done to think about your life beyond tonight, but instead you savor this moment with Yujin. As your movement gradually speeds up, you feel like you are losing your control from the overwhelming lust.

“Mmph... Yujin, you pussy is so juicy... I’m losing it.”You groan heavily, as the pleasure from below starts to build up.

“Hmm, tell me more.” Yujin urges.

“Your butt is so thick and bouncy, and your nipples taste like honey.”

“Good boy. Do you want to come inside me?” Yujin’s hairs messy, breath already short.

“I.... I want to so badly, but I’m not using a condom.” Even at this point, your STEM brain still attempts to claim control, calculating the probability that you accidentally impregnate the hottest girl you’ve met in this university.

“Fuck condoms.... I want to feel you more. I’m on the pill, come inside me.... ah!” Yujin is getting there, you can feel her walls becoming shaky and waves of warmth completely captures every inch of your dick inside her.

“You were a good boy tonight, so I am giving your reward. Come for mommy....”

“Holy shit, I can’t hold it anymore! I... I’m going to come!” Your mind loses control over your body, your hips violently jolt.

“Come with me... holy shit.... I’m losing it!” Yujin reaches her climax, you immediately feel her nectar flowing out of her tight, warm pussy and splashes onto your twitching dick. You feel every bit of her desire dropping down to your shaft, you can’t hold it anymore.

“Fuck... I’m coming!” You burst out strands after strands of cum inside Yujin, while she moans as she feels your heat in her. Your spine is shivering, your nerves exciting and your eyes are filled nothing but desire. Yujin yanks your hair with both of the hands to keep balance, but the pure sensation from your shaft muted the pain. You let out a long, primal groan after the release that you’ve been waited for 20 years.

“Shit, that was a lot.” Yujin breathes heavily, yet to go back to the reality. She then lifts herself up from you, the thick mix of her nectar with your sperm drips from her pussy. You lie down on the bed, feeling boneless, chest going up and down rapidly.

Yujin moves herself forward, leans her head to her shoulder and whispers, “Baby boy, do you want to clean mommy up?” You oblige, placing your palms on her soft, warm waist and pulls her towards you. Yujin then sits herself down on your face, and you start your work, tongue swirling inside her, licking every drop of her nectar combined with your essence. You gently kiss her shaft, appreciating her flawless body.

“So… I just did you a big favor, you are not a virgin nerd anymore.” Yujin giggles, “Well I don’t know if you can ever fix your nerdy brain, I might need to give you more help.”

You swallow, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. “But that first part is certainly gone.” You give her a relieved smile. “Thank you so much for this… Yujin… I don’t know what else to say, it was so….”

“Unreal.”

“It is unreal indeed; I’ve never expected to not die as a virgin.” You laugh at yourself, or actually, your old self. Years of isolation and acting like you don’t care had pushed you this far, you are sincerely thankful for Yujin who came in at the right moment and took you out of your little fortress.

You keep your mouth working, cleaning the evidence of pure desire and libido off her gorgeous body. Yujin hums gently, “You know, I sometimes wonder… you are a smart kid, but why did you play silly when you first met me?”

“I… I don’t know, I was kinda… terrified.” You confess, “I was afraid that you were just gonna be another girl who plays with me then throws me away.”

“I did try to play with you, but you’re mine from now on and I don’t want my investment to fail. It’d be a good waste if I just let go of this nice body.” Yujin touches you, but not teasing, instead she is claiming you. “Come on, we smell like sweat and alcohol, we should take a bath.” She takes your hand, you stumbling after her to the bathroom, like a loyal puppy following his owner.

-

The steam fogged up the mirror, you stand right in front of the sink, staring at yourself. For the first time in years, you feel utterly real. In front of you it’s not just a guy play pretend to play cool and disguises himself with math formulas and video games. You see Yujin standing right behind you from the mirror, hair messy from the sweat. She hugs you firmly, the bouncy tits pressing your back. You don’t feel like she’s seducing you though, it is more like a protection.

“Puppy.” She hums softly.

“Is that what you are calling me from now on?” You turn your head, kisses her forehand gently.

“Aren’t you the one who screamed ‘fuck me mommy’ like 10 minutes ago?”

“I bet every man would do the same if they get rode by a hot girl like you.” You joke.

“Now you say I’m hot.”

“I always thought so since I saw you for the first time.”

“You’re only saying this because I fucked you.” Yujin smirks, before pulling you to the bathtub. You slide in, the warm water wraps around your body. Yujin sits right across you, winking to you with her big eyes.

“You know, I wasn’t sure at first .” She says.

“Sure about what?”

“If you are as boring as you look.” “And what do you think?” You start to get nervous; the old memory starts to haunt you. The moments where you get rejected by girls and they gossip about how nerdy you are behind the scenes start to retake your mind and push Yujin away. “You haven’t showed me much yet, nerd.” Yujin gets closer to you, arms on your shoulder. Her hair is damped from both of the sweat and the warm steam in the bathtub, breath still a bit unsteady, “You still have time though, the night is long and the Final tomorrow isn’t until noon.” She then smirks devilishly, rests her delicate, soft feet against your thigh.

“I…. I can’t, I came twice already.” Your face is already red because of the embarrassment, but your half soft length is honest, graduating standing up when you feel Yujin is teasing your shaft with her cute, wiggling toes. Contrasting to her stunning style and height, her feet are surprisingly small and soft, nails painted in a glossy black color.

“Hey, I never knew you have this foot fetish thing in your nerdy brain.” “No I don’t!” You protest, but Yujin has her own way to shut you up.

“Shut up puppy.” She then lifts her left foot and presses it directly on your face, your nose is rapidly full of her scent and the smell of the soap. “Puppy don’t say no to his mommy.” Yujin whispers, while forcing your mouth open with her wiggly toes. “Show mommy you are a good boy, show me how much you worship this body. Every inch of it.”

Your instinct clearly knows better than the nerdy part of your brain, so before you can even process her words, you find your lips already sucking her big toe and your tongue swirling on it desperately.

“Gotta take care of my baby boy, gotta make you mine tonight.” Yujin smirks while working on your crotch with her other foot. She gently presses your length with her elegant, high arched foot while occasionally teases your frenulum with her big toe. You let out several weak groans while sniffing and worshiping her toes as Yujin strokes your cock slowly with her other foot. You carefully suck and lick each toe, like you are eating an ice cream. You spit out each little toe and suck them back in, your saliva paints her foot with your desire.

You carefully lift her foot with both of your hands before using your tongue to work on her arch, her heels and eventually her ankles. Her skin is so soft, you finally let it go before a final long, wet slick. Yujin stretches her toes slightly, gives a quiet little hum like a compliment. Her skin is shining with your saliva all over her foot, piercing through the foggy bathroom air.

“Mmph, Yujin, you taste so fucking good. Your skin tastes like butter. So smooth.”

“I knew you have foot fetish, puppy.” Yujin smirks before switching foot, pressing her now wet and well lubricated one on your hardened dick. Your body immediately jolts as she presses your length towards your tummy, while clamping your frenulum and the intersection between the head and the base with her toes. Yujin then move her toes up and down on your shaft, with her other foot resting right beneath, occasionally giving a soft kick on your balls. You desperately need to hold on to something before you get totally lost in this pure sensation. So you beg, on a rather cracked tone, “Mommy get closer.”

Yujin then sits up and gets even closer, her bouncy ass lands right onto your laps. Your lung forgets to get air as she places your already leaking dick right between her juicy thighs. “Shit... Yujin, you feel so fucking good. I’m losing the fucking control...” you gasp while automatically positions your hand onto her full, swollen tits.

“I know I’m hot.” Yujin smirks, starting to squeeze your length a bit harder, “How does it feel to get milked by mommy’s legs?”

“Mmph... fuck... it feels amazing.” You groan. “Damn right. Now let me empty your nerdy balls entirely....” Yujin squeezes your dick even faster, with your length being submerged to her thick juicy thighs, only the tip is visible. “You are mine, puppy. I want you to be mine and mine only. Not those idols who won’t ever know your name.”

“Ugh...Yujin, I’m all yours. Fuck.”

“Good boy, now empty yourself on mommy’s legs.” Yujin gives a few final strokes, before completely smothering your dick with her thighs. She dives in for your lips, your tongues all tangled together.

“Oh fuck. I’m coming! Yujin, you feel so good...” Your final defense had been stripped away, waves of waves of cum squirting through her legs before quickly disappear into the bathtub.

“That was impressive. Three times a night already? You got the potential boy.” Yujin smiles, then splashes water playfully onto your body and her tummy, washing off the remaining essence of yours like how she is trying to wash off everyone but her in your brain.

But you know that’s working.

After Yujin carefully washes both of you with the soap, cleaning off any evidence of the crazy night, she wraps you around right next to her with your towel. “Dry it up baby boy, we actually need some fucking rest before the test. I don’t want you to stare at the paper and think about me. Although you definitely will.”

“Hard to say I won’t. Fuck. Yujin, you’re perfect.” Your breath still shaky, recovering from the sensory overload just now.

“I’m indeed. Now let’s sleep. I’ll take that pillow and blanket. You use whatever you like.” Yujin pulls you towards the bed.

“Why not we both use the blanket?” You smirk; with relief and a sense of comfort you’ve never experienced before.

“Your lucky day, mister.” Yujin jokes, before shoving you onto the bed, she then climbs up and cuddles you from behind. Warmth. Peace. Protection.

-

Silence. But obviously none of you can sleep

“Yujin?” You turn around, she is still hugging you, your chest and hers are just inches away.

“Hm? What’s up?” Yujin rubs her eyes with the back of her hands – no more makeups but her bareface is just as stunning.

“Why… why me?” The scenes of Yujin staring at you in class while you answer the questions from the professor; when she swapped your cup with hers in the BBQ; when she pushed you against the wall and took your first kiss; and eventually – when she rode you like she’s losing it all. Now when all those were settled, you start to wonder WHY.

“What do you mean?” She seems to be a bit confused, tilting her head, but she doesn’t loosen her cuddle on you.

“Why me? There are many guys out there…” You swallow, the frantic lust fades. You enjoyed the perfect night of your life so far with Yujin, but you are SO curious, as you started to realize you don’t want this girl in front of you to leave after tonight. “I ain’t the hottest guy, I look silly… I don’t have any experience…You could’ve asked any other guys on this campus, and I doubt if any of them would reject you.” You voice gets lower.

“But that’s just what I want, nerd.” Yujin smiles, like she knows exactly what you are thinking. “I’m so done dealing with the guys who THINK they know what they’re doing. They show off, they perform in front of everyone. But because of that, they don’t treat relationships seriously. You? You are different. I can someone is hiding behind that nerdy mask of yours.”

“You pretend you don’t care about relationships just because you’re afraid to get hurt. I can tell you’ve been starving to have someone see through your disguise and takes good care of you.” Yujin continues, while gently brushes your hair. “That made me curious, why did you hide?”

She reads you like a book. For the first time, you feel like being in your dorm room at night isn’t a symbol of loneliness. “Yujin… I don’t know. I thought I knew everything, I thought I am the master in romance.” You sigh, “but turns out I am NOTHING. I had no charisma at all, rejected by every girl I asked for prom within one week.”

“And you never talked to any girls since?”

“Not until today. I wanted to just grab my backpack and go away in the library.” You confess.

“Then you stayed because I am too hot?” Yujin teases, just slightly eases the vibe.

“No… I stayed because I was terrified. I didn’t know what to do but to obey.”

Yujin cups your face, her gaze directly pierces through yours, like a claim of authority over you. “But it isn’t too bad submitting yourself to me, huh?”

“It… it feels weird, but in a good way. I had fun tonight.”

“Just fun?” She pulls your head closer.

“More than fun, Yujin. You made me feel like… I was alive.” You confess, realizing how empty your soul was until today and how silly it sounds to stare right into your dorm wall full with posters because you don’t dare to talk to girls.

“Good. Because we have all the time in the world. You’re not going back to your little bubble and pretend you don’t need to be touched, don’t need to be taken care off, don’t need company. Are you?” Yujin then plants a gentle kiss on your forehead, while cuddles herself even closer to you. Her warmth and scent never existed in this room before, yet you don’t want any of them to ever go away.

“Absolutely not, I need you Yujin… Please be with me.” You confess, having someone hugging you in the middle of a lonely night is exponentially more relaxing and comforting compared to the times when you drooling to your limited edition Kpop photo cards.

“Mommy is with you, but don’t ever forget who you belong to. You’re all mine.” She smirks, before releasing you from her hug.

“All yours Yujin. Th…thank you, really. Have a sweet dream.” You let go of a sigh of relief, relaxing your tensed body.

“You too puppy.”

- The alarm goes off in the most annoying fashion, in the middle of a scene when Yujin sucks you off with her full, juicy lips. For a moment, you start to wonder if everything was just a fever dream because of the Soju last dinner. You wonder if what you remembered was actually what happened as you find yourself to be the only person on your bed.

But the clarification comes just in time, Yujin is already by your desk, putting on her makeups in your oversized hoodies – bottomless. The fabric is barely enough to cover her seducing thighs, her outfits from yesterday is still lying on your gaming chair. You swallow, a bit stunned from the scene right in front of you.

“Morning puppy, glad you can still wake up after three times last night.” Yujin giggles.

Your face immediate turns red as her words reminding you how slutty and desperate you were when you gave all yourself to Yujin, letting her use you as she wished.

“Don’t tease me anymore, Yujin. We literally have a Final in an hour.” You protest.

“And we spent the entire last night fucking.” She says, while putting her lipstick on, cherry red.

You try to take your notebook out from the drawers, only for Yujin to slap your arms away playfully. “Forget about the notes, forget that 4.0 GPA. I want you to only remember me. I want you to replay our scenes last night when you stare the exam paper.” She then stands up, undresses herself right in front of you. Your hoodie falls to the ground and Yujin is only in her lingerie. You swallow, trying your best to not get seduced in a moment like this, not before a final exam. But obviously you failed, eyes locked in on Yujin’s flawless body and you swallow again, hard.

“Hmm, still staring?” Yujin grabs your collar and pulls you close, gives you a firm kiss. Your lips then get dyed by her red lipstick, you follow your instinct, asking for more. But Yujin puts her index finger on your lips, mouthing “not now”.

“It’s a teaser, nerd. Wait until the exam is done and we have all the time in the world.” Yujin then starts to put her clothes back on, her own outfit. White tank top, leather jacket, a pair of tight, navy-blue jeans. “I was just messing with you; you’d better go and pass that exam. Don’t be a loser and fail otherwise it’ll make my taste on man look bad, would you?” Yujin smirks, while grabbing her purse from your gaming chair, nodding at the door.

You then get yourself ready and walk out of the room with her. It feels less weird this time when Yujin grabs your hand and fingers interlock with yours. You enjoy her soft skin and her deadly scent, the elevator ride was dead silent, but this time it is not because of it is awkward. It is because you already told Yujin everything she needed to know.

The weather outside is still cold, but Yujin’s fingers didn’t just slide in yours: it is a statement that forces your hand to mold to hers to the point where there is no air between your palms. As you walk out of the dorm building, you start to see occasional fellow students passing by, with some familiar faces from your classes. Each time you see them murmur to each other, you can’t control yourself to think if they are gossiping about you. Something like “isn’t that the nerd from our classes? How the fuck he gets to hold Yujin’s hand like this?” or “Damn! Did this guy pay her a fortune to be his one-day-girlfriend type of shit? He fucking looks like someone who’ll die before dating a woman”.

But Yujin knows exactly what you are thinking, each time when your eyes move from her to the pedestrians, she would hold your hand even firmer. It is not just walking. It is a parade. It is a parade that Yujin shows the entire campus her precious trophy. “Thinking about what people might say about you?” She whispers.

“Y…yes, this feels unreal. Never expected to walk like this in the public, not with my headphones on and with my hands being held by a girl like you.” Your lips tremble.

“Still try to play it cool huh? Try to put that cold, nerdy mask of yours on? Did you forget how you scream my name last night?” Yujin teases, while caressing your hand with hers.

“Don’t say it in the public, Yujin. People can hear us!” Your cheek turns pink.

“Then what? I am letting them all know that this nerd is mine and mine alone. I don’t give a shit what they think.” Yujin slaps your back gently, and you all finally approach the lecture hall. The tall, 3 stories building is like a statue, staring down at everyone passing by like it is making a statement of “you shall not pass”. Well, if you actually fail your Final, passing isn’t possible anyways. Yujin and you walk towards the wall where the seating chart is posted, you’re at the second to the last row, whereas Yujin is two rows in front of you, on your right.

You find this arrangement perfectly working, if Yujin gets too close? You’re doomed. There is no way to focus giving her deadly alluring scent and she’s definitely going to tease you to a point where you’d abandon your final exam to jerk yourself off in the bathroom. You decide to chug another can of Celsius before the final battle for the quarter, so you start to pace towards the back of the building where the vending machines are located.

You think Yujin already went inside of the room, as she waved you goodbye with a big, warm smile. The cute dimples on her gorgeous face are the last thing you’ll remember until the exam ends, not those stupid theorems that you spent hours mastering. Not anymore. So, you take out your wallet, counting how many $1 bills you have left to feed to the overpriced caffeine.

You anticipate the sound of your good friend Celsius rolling down the ramp of the vending machine, but what goes into your year is a steady rhythm of footsteps, of someone’s shoes tapping the ground. Might just be another fellow victim of caffeine addiction that needs to get their dose before the final, you think.

But then it is that familiar scent, aggressively catching your nose, it can’t be anyone else. As much you try your best to play it cool out in the public, you cannot hide your curiosity of finding out why Yujin still isn’t in the exam room yet. So you turn around.

“Yu…” You don’t get to finish, she shoves you onto the wall with such a force that your skinny body cannot resist, well you wouldn’t anyway. “Hmm, I figured out that I forgot something last night and I might as well just do it right now. Yujin winks at you devilishly, with a playful smirk on her face.

“W…what?” You are confused.

“Close your eyes, baby boy.” Yujin hums.

You obey, and feel surprised in your mind that Yujin would do something this romantic like a farewell kiss to you. Well, that’s what you think. You feel her getting closer, you can smell it, you can feel it. Your lips half parted, waiting for hers to catch yours. You wait, but the gentle kiss of hers never arrived.

Instead, you feel warmth on your neck, right at the place where it connects with your collarbone. Yujin gives you a kiss there, soft at first, but you immediately feel a sting as she bites you with her teeth suddenly after a suck.

“Ouch!” You gasp, eyes wide open. But there is no way for you to run as your back is already at the wall. You take a quick glance on your neck, a pink blossom with Yujin’s cherry red lipstick mark on your skin. She just planted a hickey on you.

“NO! That’s so embarrassing! You try to pull your collar up, only for Yujin to slap you hands off.

“Don’t you dare to hide it!” Yujin laughs, while staring right into the mark she left on you like an artist admiring her own work. That’s still not enough for her, Yujin decides to drag your collar even lower, making sure the full blossom is well displayed on your neck.

“Good. Now let’s go and show them who you belong to.” Yujin grabs the Celsius that had been witnessing the scene at the exit of the vending machine, pops it open and takes a big gulp.

-

When Yujin and you enter the lecture hall, the proctor already started to hand out the exam. You quickly find your seat and put your stuff down, Yujin is in front of you, sipping the Celsius that you involuntarily gave her. Her hair is a bit messy from the winter wind, but just as stunning as she always is. You look at her, your finger hovering on the mark she just left on you. You can feel her warmth on your skin.

Yujin then turns back to check the clock hanging on the back of the lecture hall, so “naturally” that your intentional look somewhere else to avoid being fall into her little trap. But you know that her gaze is locked on your body, so you quickly turn back towards her. Yujin sees you, then she looks down on her own shoulder like a reminder of the hickey on yours. She picks up the Celsius with two fingers, takes a slow and deliberate sip with her full, juicy lips before mouthing a big “mwah” to you.

The exam then begins. Those familiar Greek letters, those abstract operators no longer feel familiar. First problem is about some Discrete Fourier Transform; you stare at the Greek letter omega (ω). But the double-curve of the character on the page didn't look like a mathematical constant. It looked like the bruise blooming on your collarbone. It was the symbol of a cycle you couldn't break—the way Yujin pulled you in, marked your as hers, and left you spinning. You try to calculate the value, but the only answer you could remember was the way your breath hitched when Yujin asked you who you belong to. Fine. You skip this problem for now.

Second page is about computing an Eigenspace for a matrix. The exact topic that you tutored Yujin in the library yesterday. But at this moment you don’t give a damn about the Av = λv bullshit anymore. Because that lambda λ just looks like Yujin last night so much: it looks exactly like her when she rode you on your bed frantically, hands pressing down your chest for balance. By the time you compute the limit of a Fourier series, the infinity symbol ∞looks like nothing else but Yujin’s beautifully shaped breasts. You realize you are screwed, but in the best way you can. You realize your mind has nothing left but Yujin and she know exactly that.

“Hey, you! Eyes on your own paper.” The professor shouts while pacing around the hall. Your body jolt immediately, wondering if he caught you staring at Yujin’s back like a freak. You swallow hard, trying to put your focus back on the papers, but the professor walks closer to you.

“What’s up with you today, man?” The professor whispers your name, laying down close to you. “You don’t seem to be focusing, you should know this better than others in this class. Don’t disappoint me, ok?” But then, you are certain that you see his eyes flickers onto your neck. Your face is now flushed red in a blink of an eye. Fortunately, he just walked away to answer another student’s question.

You can already imagine the chitchats, the whispers, the gossips. It is going to be the total collapse of your smart kid character. Your legs nervously shake is the most visible evidence of your own “unmaking.” You feel like the lecture hall gets filled with the sound of shifting fabric, pens stopping, and the low-frequency vibration of whispers. “Is that…?” “No way, with him?” “Look at his neck.” The judgment feels heavy, like a physical weight pressing you into the seat. You feel like a fraud, like you are being interrogated to answer how a girl like Yujin ended up leaving her mark on a nerd like yourself.

Circling the final answer with your trembling hand, your sweet GPA is probably slipping through your finger as your social anxiety reaches its peak. Just as you are read to fold by pulling up of hood of your hoodie, Yujin suddenly, “accidentally” drops her pen. As she leans down to retrieve it, she turns her upper body back, just enough to give you a piercing gaze like a reminder. Her eyes seem to say, “You are mine, why do you care about others?”

Suddenly you realize those non-existing whispers actually aren’t insults and embarrassment anymore, instead they sound like an envy. Let them keep wondering how the nerd they ignored and looked down is the only who is allowed to feel the heat of Yujin’s touch. The anxiety and fear had been replaced with an intoxicating sense of belonging: you belong to the most gorgeous girl on this campus, and for the first time of your life, you want everyone to know it.

The difficult battle against the final exam (well, the most difficult part is to have the self-discipline and not get distracted by Yujin) lasts for about an hour extra, then you’re finally done. The normal habit of doublechecking your answer for at least three times is gone. Your heart is already a frantic drum that tries to escape your ribs. You turn in your paper in a rush like your life is depending on it because you can see Yujin is packing up her stuff as well.

You pretend to be on your phone and totally not care about who is the next person that walks out of the lecture hall after you. But you sniff, trying desperately to search for the deadly scent of Yujin’s perfume. You take a quick peek, praying that the next thing you see is Yujin’s leather jacket that comes out of the double-door. Finally, after about a century of waiting, you see that familiar outfit again. Yujin walks out of the hall with her usual steady rhythms of her boots tapping the concrete floor, jacket taken off and hanging on her shoulder. She doesn’t look like someone who “survived” the final exam, but someone who thrived on it.

“Hmm, puppy, you are done already?” She quickly closes the distance between you, as you lean on the pillar right outside of the lecture hall. Yujin keeps getting closer, trapping you against the pillar. She doesn’t care about the crowd, nor the lifeless students storming out of the building. She then leans in close, the alluring mix of her perfume and your own body wash (yes, you guys took a bath together last night) reminds you of your hunger and desperation.

“You look a bit…. Frustrated? Did the exam not go in your favor, baby boy?” Yujin smirks with her iconic dimples on her face.

“You know it wouldn’t.” You murmur, tone sounding so thin and weak even to your own ears. You stare right in her eyes, now behind the grey contact lenses again. The hunger and desire you tried your absolute best to suppress during the exam finally spills over. You’re not just looking at Yujin; you are devouring her. Of course she notices, she hovers her palm right on the tent of your pants. “Hmm, look at you puppy. You don’t seem to care about her grade anymore, are you? You are thinking when we are heading back to your dorm and have the door locked.” She leans in, lips touching your ear. “Then… you are thinking how I’m going to shove you on to the bed and fuck you senseless, right?”

“Y..yes, Yujin. I already missed it so much, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.” Your body jolts as she leaves a kiss on your lobe while pulling herself back.

“But you know what? I might need to go back to my own room to pack up stuff for the break. Oh! And I also haven’t had lunch yet. And how about we go on a walk around the campus this afternoon? My good boy had been waiting patiently, and you for sure don’t mind to wait a bit longer, right?” Yujin teases, but that was it. The threads snapped.

“Please….” You whispered, fingers trying to grip the edge of her tank top as Yujin pretends to start leaving. You don’t care about the students around; you don’t care about your dignity. “Yujin, I can’t… I need you so bad. I’ll do anything for you later, just let’s go back to my dorm right now, pretty please?”

Yujin then turns back, her smirk widening to something that’s pure predatory. She sees your voice cracking and your pupils dilating. “Anything?” She echoed with mischief in her voice. Then Yujin grabs your hand and begins to walk towards the dorm buildings. “Well… since my puppy asked me this desperately, I suppose I shouldn’t keep you waiting like that. But before that, I have a question for you.”

“Yes Yujin, anything.”

“You aren’t going home this winter break, are you?”

“Not really because I am not local… why?” You start to realize something is going on.

“Good, because I am moving in your dorm for the break. My lease is expiring at the end of the year.” Yujin smiles, but it doesn’t sound like she is asking you to do her a favor, instead she is giving you a reward for “bothering” you.

“God….. I can see where this is going.” You murmur, but anticipation overcomes the confusion.

“Exactly. That’s why I told you we have a lot of time to do the stuff.” Yujin smiles. “So, are you still want it right now or are you helping me move in? Because once we are behind that locked door, you aren’t gonna beg me for mercy.”

“Shit…” You sigh, with the winter breeze brushing your face. The usual sense of loneliness and desperation when the Winter Break approaches is gone. What is left is the pure will to savor every inch of Yujin, or rather get savored by Yujin. Doesn’t really matter to you that much though.

God knows what the upcoming month is going to be like, but for the first time ever, you aren’t afraid of being lonely anymore.

-The End-

(To be continued…. ?)

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