Shy nerd guys, always surprise you
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𖤐 genre : high-school sweethearts
𖤐 warning : 18+ content, fingering, choking, pussy eating, makeout, smut, kissing, neck grabbing
𖤐 summary : Jake, the physics prodigy and your high school sweetheart, offered to help you with your studies. However, instead of focusing on physics, you had other plans in mind, involving making him forget all about equations and delve into a more satisfying kind of experimentation.
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As you entered the classroom, your shoulders slumped and a frown tugged at the corners of your lips. Jake couldn't help but notice your expression and asked, "What's wrong? You look like someone just told you your favorite band has disbanded."
With a heavy sigh, you replied, "I just got called into the physics teacher's office. My grades in that class have been dropping like a rock, but I've been excelling in all my other subjects. It's so frustrating because I'm usually good at everything, especially math, but physics is just kicking my butt."
Jake couldn't resist poking a little fun at your distress over physics grades. He chuckled and teased, "It sounds like the only thing dropping around here is your physics grade, not some random band. Maybe you should focus on studying physics instead of being their number one fan."
She rolled her eyes at his playful jab, but couldn't help a slight smile from tugging at her lips as she retorted, "Oh shut up, Jake. As if your taste in music is any better than mine."
Jake raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise. "Oh, so my music taste is now on the chopping block, huh? Well, let me tell you, my taste in music is a masterpiece like none other."
You chuckled at his over-the-top response. "A masterpiece, huh? Let me guess, you only listen to obscure and experimental genres that no one's ever heard of, right?"
Jake feigned offense. "Obscure and experimental? Those are just fancy words for 'ahead of their time' and 'avant-garde.' You'll come around to appreciate my excellent taste eventually."
Just as your conversation with Jake was getting a bit livelier, Sunghoon walked into the room, He noticed the two of you sitting together, Sunghoon approached the two of you, a bit curious as to what you were discussing. With a hint of concern in his voice, addressed your academic struggles. "Word on the street is that you're having some trouble with physics lately. I heard it's been giving you quite the headache."
"Great, more talk about physics" you said, annoyance creeping into your voice.
"You know, I'm pretty good at this class," he said casually. "If you need any help, I'd be happy to lend a hand." Jake stifled a laugh as Sunghoon made the offer to help with physics. He knew all too well that Sunghoon struggled with the subject himself.
"Good one, Sunghoon," Jake said, struggling to hide his amusement. "Maybe you should focus on helping yourself with physics first before offering to help others."
Sunghoon rolled his eyes at Jake's comment. "Yeah, yeah, I get it, I'm not the greatest at physics," he replied, feigning offense. "But I'm still offering, alright?"
Jake's possessive streak started to show. He felt a twinge of jealousy as he noticed the way Sunghoon was offering to help you with physics.
"You know what, Sunghoon," Jake suddenly interjected, a hint of irritation in his voice. "I'm her boyfriend. I can help her with physics if she needs it. You can take a back seat, alright?"
"Alright, alright, chill out, Jake," sunghoon said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "I get the hint. You've got it covered. I'll step back, no need to get all territorial."
With that, he turned and walked away, shaking his head with a mix of annoyance and acceptance.
You couldn't help but chuckle at Jake's possessive words. "Hmmm," you teased, a mischievous grin tugging at your lips. "Is that your way of declaring your ownership over me, Jake?"
Jake rolled his eyes playfully, realizing you were poking fun at his earlier display of jealousy. "Shut up," he retorted, but there was no hint of irritation in his tone. "You know I just don't like sharing what's mine."
Jake leaned in close, his voice dropping to a seductive tone. "It's not just a matter of pride, you know," he whispered. "It's a matter of desire. You're mine, and I don't like the thought of another guy getting so close to you. It stirs up primal instincts, a hunger I can't control. So, you see, it's more than just possessiveness. It's a deep, primal need to claim what's mine." The intensity in his voice and the way he described his desire to claim you made your heart race. But just as you were processing his words, Jake leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on your forehead.
The affectionate gesture caught you off guard, making your cheeks flush with a mix of surprise and affection. You couldn't help but feel a fluttery sensation in your stomach as you wondered how one simple move could melt your defenses so effortlessly.
As you looked at Jake, your eyes slowly traveled down his lean figure. You took in his messy hair that fell perfectly over his glasses, framing his captivating puppy-like eyes. The prominent vein there was the way he would occasionally bite his lower lip, a subtle gesture that spoke of a hidden lust. You couldn't help but feel a heat slowly begin to spread through your body as you continued to drink in the sight of him.
Jake's hands were a dangerous game, a tantalizing tease that left you craving for more. The veins that ran along his arms and down his fingers added a sinful edge, a hint of animalistic power lurking beneath the surface. And his slender digits, how they moved with such fluid elegance and grace, whether strumming the strings of his guitar or tracing a soft touch against your skin — each movement was a symphony of passion and finesse, leaving you entranced and yearning for more.
Jake gave you a reassuring smile, his puppy-like eyes meeting your gaze."I'll be at the park at 5 with Layla and my physics helpbook. We'll hang out, and I'll help you with your physics studies. Sound good?"
"Sure," you replied, a hint of excitement in your voice. "That sounds like a great plan. I'll see you there at 5."
As you approached the park, you spotted Jake up ahead, playing with Layla. He was throwing a small squeaky toy for Layla to chase and catch, and she was gleefully running after it, her tail wagging with excitement. Jake looked up as you neared, a smile spreading across his face.
"Hey, you're here!" he greeted you, patting the spot beside him on the bench. "I was just playing with Layla while I waited. She's having a blast."
"omg she's full of energy today" you said
As you settled down beside him, Jake couldn't resist stealing a quick kiss. His lips gently brushed against yours, a soft and affectionate gesture that sent a warm flutter through your chest.
"Hey," he whispered. "I missed you. You look beautiful today."
"I missed you too." you chuckled.
Jake chuckled softly, "Yeah, let's start on those physics questions. Can't let you slack on your studies, now can we?" With that, he opened the physics textbook and flipped to the chapter you had been struggling with. He placed the book on your lap so you could both look at it.
"Alright," he said, pointing to a problem on the page, "Let's start with this one. Do you remember the formula we need to solve it?"
You nodded, trying to focus your attention on the textbook in front of you. Jake's proximity was making it a bit challenging to concentrate, but you took a deep breath and mentally went through the formula in your head.
"Uh, let me think," you said, tapping your fingers on the page. "I think it's something like F equals ma, right? Force equals mass times acceleration?"
"Exactly right," he said, his gaze fixed on your face. "That's the one. So, assuming we have the mass and the acceleration, we can plug those into the formula and solve for force."
He pointed to the numbers listed in the problem, guiding you through the steps of plugging them into the formula. As he continued to explain the physics problem, using his hands to illustrate the concepts, your attention was drawn to his veiny forearms and slender fingers. The way his hands moved as he explained the formulas, the subtle motions, was incredibly hypnotic. And as his hands gestured towards your neck, as if wrapping around it delicately, a shiver ran down your spine, causing you to momentarily forget about the physics problem.
You couldn't help but imagine those hands on your skin, the touch of his slender fingers exploring every inch of you, slowly and methodically. His eyes, still fixed on your face, appeared to notice your distraction, and a sly, knowing smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He was well aware of the effect his hands and his nearness were having on you, and he found it amusing to see your concentration waver. But all the while, a flicker of desire flickered in his eyes, mirroring your own imagination of his touch.
"Are you paying attention?" he whispered, his voice low and smooth. "I thought you were trying to learn something here."
You snapped your attention back to the problem in front of you, feigning nonchalance.
"Of course I am," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. "Just had a brief moment of distraction. No big deal."
*smirks* Jake handed you a small quiz sheet, and you glanced over it, seeing various physics questions and formulas. His thoughtfulness in preparing it for you touched you, a sign of his genuine wish to help you study.
"Thanks, Jake," you said, looking up at him with a grateful smile. "I'll do my best. And don't worry, I'll be sure to tell you if I need any help."
"Good," he said. "I trust you'll do well. And yeah, don't hesitate to ask if you need any assistance. I'm here to help."
His gaze lingered on you for a moment before he looked away, as if trying to reign in his own feelings.
"Hey," he said softly, "You look exhausted. Coffee might not be a bad idea. Let's head to that café down the street and grab a cup."
"You're right," you replied, a hint of relief in your voice. "Coffee would be perfect right now. Let's go."
As you both stood up, Jake gestured for you to lead the way towards the café. He followed closely behind you, his presence behind you causing a subtle thrill to run down your spine. But you tried to ignore the feeling, focusing on the thought of the much-needed caffeine boost that awaited you at the café.
As you both entered the cozy café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, immediately lifting your spirits. Jake ordered his usual black coffee, and then he surprised you by ordering your favorite latte with extra whipped cream on top, along with some dog-friendly treats for Layla.
"Here you go," he said, handing you the steaming hot latte. "I thought you could use something a bit sweeter this morning."
"Thank you," you said, meeting his gaze with a sincere smile. "You didn't have to get all this, but I really appreciate it."
Jake smiled warmly, his eyes meeting yours. "You know, I was just thinking," he began, "that it would be great to spend more time together. I'd love it if you could come over to my place afterward. We could hang out, keep studying if you want, or do something else entirely. I just really enjoy your company and want to spend as much time with you as possible."
His smile was eager, hopeful on his face. It was clear that he was genuinely hoping you would say yes.
Jake's suggestion caught you by surprise, and a mixture of emotions washed over you. "Yeah," you replied, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips. "I'd like that. Let's hang out at your place after this."
"Perfect." he says with a joyful smile on his face.
Your heart raced with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. This was uncharted territory for you – visiting your boyfriend's place for the first time. It felt like a significant step in your relationship, and you hoped everything would go smoothly.
You glanced at Jake, taking in his relaxed demeanor as he strolled beside you. He seemed at ease.
Jake unlocked the gate and swung it open, gesturing for you to go through. As you entered his place, You followed Jake along the pathway, taking in the serene atmosphere of his home.
He turned to you, a warm smile gracing his lips. "So," he began, "now that we're at my place, there's plenty we can do. We can continue studying together if you want, or we can watch a movie, play some board games, or even cook something together. I'm open to anything that's comfortable for you."
He leaned back on the sofa, folding his arms behind his head, waiting for your response.
"umm how about netflix?" you suggested
Jake's face lit up at your suggestion. "Netflix sounds perfect," he said, reaching for the remote control on the coffee table. "You can pick whatever you want to watch. There's so much to choose from. Movies, series, documentaries – whatever you're in the mood for."
He handed the remote to you, allowing you to choose the entertainment for the evening. As he settled back on the sofa, he glanced over at you, eagerly awaiting your selection.
A smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you took the remote from Jake. "You know what?" you said, scrolling through the options on the TV. "Let's watch Grey's anatomy, That always put me in a good mood."
Jake nodded, a warm smile on his face. "That sounds perfect."
A grin spread across your face as you thought about watching Grey's Anatomy. "Alright then," you said, feeling a sense of excitement. "Grey's Anatomy it is! We can spend hours watching those intense medical cases, swooning over the romance, and bonding over our love for Meredith and Derek. Plus, it's got like a million episodes, so we won't run out of content anytime soon."
Jake nodded in agreement, clearly just as enthusiastic about the idea. "This is gonna be epic," he said, grabbing the remote from you. "Let's start from the beginning."
He wrapped his strong arms around you, pulling you closer to him on the sofa. His touch was warm and soothing, making you feel protected and cherished.
You snuggled into his embrace, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. The sound of his heart thumping beneath your ear was a soothing soundtrack to the movie playing on the TV.
The world seemed to fade away as you both focused on the series, losing yourselves in the lives of the doctors at Seattle Grace Hospital.
His slender fingers traced gentle circles on your neck, sending a slight shiver down your spine. His touch was light, yet it sent tingles of pleasure radiating from the point of contact. He seemed to be unconsciously exploring the sensitive skin there, his fingers gliding with ease across your exposed flesh.
As he continued to caress your neck, you could feel the tension slowly seeping from your body. It was as if his touch had the power to soothe and relax you, making everything else seem insignificant in comparison. A small gasp escaped your lips as his fingers trailed across your neck, sending a thrill of electricity through your body. His touch was delicate, yet it ignited a flame within you, sending waves of desire coursing through your veins. The way his fingers explored your skin was intoxicating, and you found yourself arching your neck slightly, giving him easier access.
Jake seemed to notice your reaction, as his finger began to trace a path towards the collarbone, leaving a trail of heat and anticipation in its wake.
As Jake continued to caress your neck and collarbone, your eyes fluttered closed, your body responding to his touch in ways you couldn't control. In that moment, all you wanted was for him to keep going, to explore every inch of you and drive you wild with ecstasy.
"Jake," you whispered, your voice a mere breath.
Jake pulled back slightly, his lips still hovering inches away from yours. His breath came in ragged gasps.
Jake remained silent for a moment, his chest rising and falling with each breath.
"What do you want, sweetheart?" he murmured, his voice filled with a tenderness that contrasted with the raw desire you could feel radiating from him. "Tell me what you're feeling right now. Tell me what you need."
Your gaze fixed on Jake's lips, your mind reeling with a flood of thoughts. You knew exactly what you wanted, but the words seemed to get stuck on your tongue. It was as if the intensity of the moment had rendered you speechless, your emotions surging through you like a tidal wave.
He cupped your face in his hands and crashed his lips against yours in a fervent kiss. There was no hesitation, no holding back this time. He kissed you fiercely, his lips moving over yours demandingly, as if he couldn't get close enough. His tongue delved into your mouth, tangling with yours, and his hands roamed your body urgently, mapping every curve and contour. As Jake's lips trailed down from your mouth to your neck, a low moan escaped you, your hands gripping his shoulders tightly. The sensation of his mouth on your sensitive skin sent shivers down your spine, the heat of his touch igniting a fire within you. Each kiss, each nip of his teeth, fueled a desire that you never knew you had. You arched your neck, giving him more access, silently pleading for him to continue his assault on your senses.
"Jake," you gasped, your voice hoarser than before. "Please, put your hand around my throat. I want to feel your touch, your control."
You looked at him, your eyes pleading, silently begging him to give you what you craved.
"Is this what you want, sweetheart?" Jake murmured, his voice low and raspy with desire. He knew exactly what you were asking for, but he wanted to make sure you were certain about it. He tightened his grip slightly tighter, his fingers pressing against the sensitive skin of your neck. "You want me to put my hand around your throat, to give you that feeling of helplessness and desire at the same time?"
"Yes," you breathed, your voice barely above a
Your body arched towards him, silently begging for his touch to become stronger, to bring you to the edge of pleasure and push you over. You felt a sense of surrender, of relinquishing all control to him, and it was both exhilarating and terrifying. But most of all, you wanted to feel him. As Jake's hand closed around your throat, your breath caught in your chest. His fingers applied just enough pressure to make you gasp, making your pulse flutter beneath his touch. It was a possessive move, yet there was a tenderness to it, a care that showed in the way his hand cradled your neck.
His other hand began to explore your body, caressing your curves, his fingers tracing fiery paths across your skin. It was as if he needed to touch you, to claim you, to make sure you knew how much he wanted you.
His hand slipped under the waistband of your sweatpants, a shiver of anticipation ran through you. The touch of his warm palm against your pussy sent a wave of desire coursing through your body, and you instinctively arched towards him, craving more.
He traced small circles on your vagina, his fingers caressing the sensitive flesh he found there. Each touch was deliberate, and he seemed to know where to apply pressure to drive you wild. His hand continued its descent, moving towards the sensitive area between your thighs, and you couldn't help but whimper in need.
"You're so fucking wet y/n" he whispered, his voice deepened.
"Yes, I'm so wet for you," you responded, your voice trembling. "I need you, Jake, so badly. You have no idea how much I crave your touch, your presence."
He leaned in closer, his lips millimeters away from yours. "Show me," he breathed, his voice dripping with lust. "Show me just how badly you want me."
"I can show you better than I can tell you," you purred, leaning closer, your breath mingling with his. Your lips hovered just a fraction of an inch away from his, and the desire to close the gap was almost overwhelming.
"Just close your eyes," you murmured, "and let me show you every single way I want you, every single way I need you."
Your lips pressed against Jake's abs, leaving a trail of soft, moist kisses along his skin, as you marked his body with a hickey. Your tongue traced lazy circles around his navel, tasting the salty essence of his skin. his body reacting to the sensations you were stirring within him. He let out a low moan, his hands gripping your shoulders, holding you against him as if afraid you might pull away.
"fuck" he groaned, his fingers digging into your skin.
As Jake rolled you over, you let out a gasp of surprise, your body momentarily frozen in shock. You surrendered yourself to the sensation, completely at his mercy.
He loomed over you, pinning you beneath him, his strong frame pressing against your soft curves.
"Don't move," he commanded, his voice ragged with need. "Just lie there and let me take good care of you."
Without further ado, Jake pushes your underwear aside and dives in, his skilled tongue immediately finding your most sensitive spots. He licks and sucks with intense focus, determined to make you squirm and moan. His hands grip your thighs, holding you in place as he devours you. "Mmmm..."
He pulls back, his face glistening. "Oh god? Is that all you've got? Because I've only just begun."
"Such a responsive little thing." He straightens up, his fingers gently caressing your swollen folds. And such a needy one too.His eyes are glistening with lust.
"It feels heavenly," you breathed, the words almost a moan in the quietness of the room.
Jake's grin turns smug as he slowly pushes two fingers inside you, curling them upward to hit that spot that drives you wild. "Heaven, you say?" He begins to move his hand, his rhythm steady and purposeful. "Well, then. I must be your personal angel."
Jake's fingers continue to work their magic, stretching and curling inside you as he eats your pussy with his other hand. "You're so fucking tight, and your taste is divine."
you were out of breath, struggling to breathe
"They were right; it's the shy nerd guys, always surprise you." you said with your voice trembling.
I hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading. 🩷
