Gooner! Seo-wan who watches a lot of hentai and gooner shit with inexperienced! Reader who doesnt know much about sex except for the biological reason of it so he teaches her things :3..
Gooner!Kim Seo Wan x innocent!fem!reader
18+ content ahead ! ||smut, cumplay, goonerism, virginity loss (sorta), guided masturbation, corruption kink, blowjob, praise, obsession
You were only joking when you said it.
Offhand. Casual. Curled up on his bed with your knees to your chest, one of your socks slipping halfway down your ankle.
“I don’t really get porn,” you said. “I mean, I’ve never watched it.”
Seo-wan had looked up from his laptop so fast you thought he pulled something.
“You’ve never—like, ever?”
You shook your head. “I mean, I know what it is. But… I don’t know. I’ve just never really needed to, I guess? I only know what they taught us in health class.”
His ears went red. He dropped his gaze to his keyboard.
“Oh,” he said, a little breathless. “That’s… cool.”
You didn’t think much of it at the time. He changed the subject.
But after that? He never forgot. Not for a second.
It takes about a week for him to crack.
You’re back at his place. It’s late, and he’s jittery, playing with the drawstring of his hoodie like he’s about to confess to murder. You can see the shine of his computer screen reflected in his glasses. It’s paused on some anime girl bent over a desk, pink ribbons and a gag in her mouth.
“Hey,” he blurts. “You still… like, haven’t watched anything?”
You blink at him. “What?”
“Porn. Stuff.” His voice cracks on the word. He clears his throat. “You said you never touched yourself before, right?”
You flush instantly. “I didn’t say that.”
“Okay, but like—implied it.” He shifts on the bed, chewing at his thumbnail. “I mean, I just… if you ever wanted to know stuff, like what people do or what it looks like or how to… y’know… feel good—”
He cuts off, rubs his palms on his thighs like he’s sweating.
He fumbles. “I-I don’t mean like have sex! I just—like—show you what it is, what people like, what feels good, and—and you could ask questions or touch stuff—fuck, not me, unless you wanted—fuck—I mean—”
You giggle, and his face burns red.
“Okay,” you say softly. “You can show me.”
The room smells like body spray, stale lotion, and faintly of cum. You’re not sure how you know what that last one smells like, but you do. His monitor glows pink in the dark. There’s a hentai girl frozen on the screen, arms tied behind her back, tears streaming down her face.
Seo-wan clears his throat and skips to another video. You catch a glimpse of the title: Slutty Mage Gets Her Holes Stuffed Until She Can’t Speak. You gulp.
He looks at you shyly. “Is this… too much?”
You shake your head. Your thighs are pressed tight. “No. Just… intense.”
He exhales like he’s relieved. His mouse clicks again, and sound floods the room—wet slapping, squeals, moaning. He opens another tab. Then another. There’s a whole folder labeled Twitter Hentai. Another called Gooner Material Vol. 6.
“How much porn do you watch?” you whisper.
He pushes his glasses up his nose. “I’m a gooner, baby.”
“I edge like, three times a day,” he says shamelessly, palming himself through his sweatpants. “Sometimes more. I don’t even nut half the time. Just like… get dumb and watch shit. Think about you.”
Your stomach flips. “Me?”
“You said you’d never touched yourself. That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Do you wanna try it?” he asks softly. “I’ll walk you through it. I’ll be good, promise. Just wanna see you feel good.”
You hesitate. Then slowly, you nod.
He starts by getting you comfortable. His desk chair’s rolled aside, and you’re sitting in his lap on the bed, knees apart, panties still on beneath your skirt. Hentai moans echo from the laptop. Seo-wan is hard under you—very hard—but not pushing. Just rubbing your back and murmuring in your ear.
“Start by rubbing here,” he says, guiding your hand down. You whimper when his fingers press yours against the center of your panties. It’s already warm. Wet.
He groans. “You’re so wet already, fuck. And you didn’t even know it?”
He smiles, deranged. “Cute.”
He slides your fingers beneath the fabric, presses them to your clit.
“There. Right there,” he whispers. “Slow little circles. Like this—yeah, that’s it.”
You moan without meaning to. It’s overwhelming. Pleasure you didn’t know existed floods your core. He’s jerking himself off slowly beside you, breath hot against your neck.
“Good girl,” he pants. “Look at you. Fuck. Already twitching.”
“I know, baby. That’s how it’s supposed to feel. Just let it build. That’s your clit. She’s sensitive, huh? You’re doing so good for me.”
You rut into your own hand, shaky, moaning soft and high.
“Keep going. Wanna see you cream on those pretty fingers. C’mon, baby. Let go.”
It hits you out of nowhere—your whole body tightens, hips jerking, your thighs trembling as you cum for the first time in your life. Gasping. Stunned.
He growls. “There it is. Fuck, look at that.”
Your fingers twitch in the aftermath, slick and glistening.
Seo-wan grabs your wrist gently. Brings your hand to his mouth.
He moans when he licks it.
“Jesus fuck,” he groans, tongue dragging between your knuckles. “You taste so good. So fucking sweet. I’m gonna think about this every time I jerk off.”
“Do you wanna see how I do it?” he asks hoarsely.
He leans back, legs spread, cock flushed and leaking. “Watch closely, baby.”
He strokes himself slow at first, narrating for you like he’s teaching a class.
“You see this part? That’s the tip. It’s the most sensitive.”
“You gotta grip tight, but not too tight. Stroke down… then twist a little on the way up…”
“Fuck, just talking about it’s making me close.”
His abs flex. His thighs tremble.
He turns to you, voice wrecked. “Wanna taste?”
You crawl down, hesitating. He guides your hand to the base of his cock.
“Start with licks,” he pants. “Just the tip. Yeah—fuck, baby, that’s perfect.”
You lick shyly, then again, bolder. His whole body shudders.
“Open your mouth for me. Just a little—mmph, fuck—that’s it. So fucking pretty.”
He thrusts shallowly into your mouth. You gag and he moans louder.
You shake your head. “Wanna try again.”
“God, good girl. Take your time. You’re doing so fucking well for your first time. Didn’t know you’d be such a natural.”
You suck harder, letting your tongue glide along the underside. He’s falling apart, muttering “fuckfuckfuck” under his breath.
“Gonna cum—fuck, baby, you sure?”
You nod, eyes wide, mouth still full of him.
He spills seconds later with a loud, broken groan, hips twitching as he paints your tongue and lips. Some lands on your cheek. Your lashes.
“Fuck,” he gasps, chest heaving. “You’re so perfect. So fucking perfect.”
After, you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, flushed and dazed.
Seo-wan grins, eyes glassy behind his fogged-up glasses.
You laugh, breathless. “I think I might.”
“Baby, I’m ready when you are, just ask.”
A/n: Seo wan the typa dude to get caught by his homeboys commenting "sauce? 👀" under those vids on tiktok or ig reels w a clip of a hentai or porn in it💔
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