"No, you can't. That's not cool," I shake my head and shove some meat in my mouth, remembering that moment which was pretty serious no matter the topic.

/ flashback \

"Oh damn," I drop my pencil on the desk, feeling exhausted after several hours of work. I check my phone while Dongsik is ending his mathematical problems, and I text y/n while smiling like an idiot in front of my screen, both staying in my bedroom to work.

"Is it mommy?" he bursts into laughter and turns his chair towards me, but I kick him in the calf. "Shut up. Do the rest of the homework already, I'm done with this group stuff, dammit. I'm too dumb."

"It's done," he quietens me. "How is she doing?" he stretches his body on my desk chair and whines, so I answer him with what she told me. "Good. She feels a bit more relaxed without any work to do, but she misses me," I point out the last sentence that is the most important to me but see him grin. "Why do you always look like a baby when you're with her or talk about her, but you're a real brat with us?"

"Because she deserves it, you don't," I reply, but he rolls his eyes at me. "All right then, we're mean people compared to this wonderful and sweet woman."

"Exactly," I affirm and peek at my screen to check if I received a message, but not yet. "Weren't you supposed to meet your girl today?"

"Yeah, but her parents canceled their sort of Rendez-Vous, so I can't see her," he takes his phone as well and focuses on it, but I raise my eyebrows. "Oh, and why is that? Were you planning on doing something while her parents were away?"

"Kinda," he does not beat around the bush and laughs. "They ruined everything, dude. You have no idea," he yawns and moans again, covering his face with both of his hands to lean backward. "It would have been the perfect night, but nope. I have to wait."

"You had sex with her already, haven't you?" I lock my phone to lower it to my lap and bite my nails, but he shakes his head and astonishes me. "Not yet."

"What? But you've been together for almost two months," I do not hide my surprise, but he smiles. "She's never done it before. I want to make sure she's ready. I already waited six months before having sex for the first time with one of my exes, so two months is nothing."

"How can you wait for that long? I mean, don't you wanna do it with her?" I frown, not believing this is possible to hold back for that much time. "I do, but we do other things instead."

"Oh, ok. I thought you had not done anything sexual with her," I understand now that he told me. "Dude, I do have to admit that there are times where this is hard as fuck to hold back. I remember one day, her parents were away, and we were making out in her bed, but I didn't know that she hasn't done it yet, so I went further, and I kinda subtly started to touch her under her skirt to get to it and all, but she stopped me and told me this would be better to wait. I was fucking frustrated as hell, I tried not to show her and all, but dude, I could barely stand the way I felt at that moment. I was so in the mood and ready that I had a hard time afterward."

I laugh without willing to but feel the pain he must have gone through at that moment. "She doesn't like you to touch her or something?"

"She does, I think she's just really shy, and each time I touch her a bit too much she gets really nervous, but yeah..." he sighs. "I handle it like a man," he chuckles at himself, attempting to not conceal his frustration. "Isn't there a way to get a girl in the mood though?" I discreetly ask for some advice.

"Well, yes, but this is a bit too forceful, so I don't do it because let's imagine that you're making out with her, and you really want to do it. So you touch her breasts, kiss her neck, and keep your leg between hers to really touch the best area without doing it too obviously but still rubbing it, this will probably make her want it, but I think about the fact that if she doesn't want it in the first place and that only those touches trigger some want, this might make her regret it afterward, I don't know," he shrugs, giving his own opinion, which I know to be the best and most reliable one. "Especially for the first time, I'd rather let her touch me and make it a bit obvious that she wants it other than going for it right away and turning her on. You should just ask her before doing it and tell her to be sure about what she wants, but you also need to give her some hints so that she knows you want her too."

"Yeah..." I register all his words carefully but attempts to get more from this. "And...you know...I...I'm gonna be honest," I clear my throat to get ready to spill the truth out. "I did it with her, but...I don't know why, this is really not like I expected it to be. I can barely focus or know what to do exactly, and it's obvious that I'm not experienced enough to make her feel good. So...I hate to say it...but I need to know how to be better at it. I watched something just last night, and the guy in the video did something I would never be able to do."

"What was it?" he doesn't make fun of me but takes my questions seriously. "He was from behind, but he was touching her at the same time with one hand, and...yeah...I tried, and I do not have any idea where the good spot is."

"All right, it's gonna be very detailed, but I'm helping you, okay?" a chortle escapes him, and he straightens his back, so I listen carefully and do not mind hearing the details. "So, you know when you don't go inside with your finger but just touch her, and most of the time they like it more when they still have their underwear and all, you just have to get right at the beginning of the lips, the hood at the top, that spot is gonna make her weak as hell if you do it well. Don't apply too much pressure but just move it in a circular motion, and you can watch some videos, it's actually pretty easy. Just make sure to turn her on first, kiss her neck, her boobs, and all before going down. Touch her inner thigh too and tease her, most of the time it works well, I remember one girl who went crazy once I kissed her neck, I was using my tongue and nibbling on it, but I gripped her inner thigh and ran my fingers up so that the side of my hand could be in contact with her panties, and I swear, I kept on brushing past that spot without really touching it but just to tease her, but she came without getting more. I could feel her thighs squeeze my hand the whole time because she couldn't stop clenching them. That was cute."

"How the fuck can you be so good?" I get jealous again, wishing I could be as great for y/n. "You just need practice. I was not good for my first girl either you know, and they're all different, so some things might work on one, but not on the other."

"And when you're inside, how the hell do you find the weak spot they all talk about? I could not feel anything," I try to remember the last time we did it, only recalling how feeble and overwhelmed I was. "That weak spot is bullshit. You can make her a bit more sensitive though, which is how you'll be able to make it more pleasurable, but if you think you'll make her orgasm by just being inside, you're wrong. Use your hand as well, just...use your entire body when you do it, and even if you finished, make sure she did too because there's nothing worst for a woman than a guy who stops once he came."

"Have you already been surprised by a girl's reaction though? Like, have you already made one cum very easily?" I do not mention the fact that I'm too weak to do more than I already do when I have sex with her. I'm just very sensitive, that's not my fault if she makes me vulnerable once she gets naked and horny. "Yeah, but that only happened once. I think she was really horny though, but I wasn't doing anything but French kissing her, and I put my hand around her throat while doing it at some point, but I couldn't control myself once I heard her moan, and I pinned her against a wall a bit violently without letting go. I thought I was a bit too brutal even with the dirty talk, but she completely lost it and her body started to shake, so I didn't stop, but she came, and that was even better for her afterward. She was the only one I could give several orgasms in a row, but she was the one I stayed the most with as well, so our relationship maybe had an impact on us, but yeah..let's not talk about those types of orgasms because you're just at the beginning."

"Dude, you annoy me with all your skills right now," I do not say it seriously, feeling ridiculous in front of this guy who knows everything. "She always has to guide me, but I hate it because I want to be a man and be like you. I want to please a girl to see her enjoy herself while I'm taking care of everything, but this seems impossible."

"Don't worry about that, Kook," he quietly giggles but turns his chair from left to right. "She loves you, and some women like to be dominant you know. This can turn them on or make it even more enjoyable for them to help you know what to do, like this, they feel like you're listening, you really care about her pleasure, and you really want to make her feel good."

"Yeah but still..." I do not get any satisfaction from his answer. "I swear you'll be good at it in a short time, you cannot be good at something you've never done before, you know, and porn and masturbation won't make you good at it either. You have to do it with her to know everything and find what can make her weak. Then, you'll use those weak spots with confidence in the future to make her go insane and beg you," he smiles, knowing what he's talking about. "Gosh...you have no idea how satisfying it is when you hear a girl moan your name and beg you without even knowing what her own body is doing, your ego bursts, trust me."

"As you say, no, I don't know how that feels like," I repeat, despite the pain this causes. He likes to twist the knife in the wound. "You will. I know it. If she didn't like the fact that she has to guide you and be more in control, she would already have broken up with you."

"I guess," I trust his wise words. He cannot be wrong, he never is, so I believe in what he says. "You mentioned the dirty talk though...how...how do you do that? You have to be confident as fuck to make sure this does not get awkward."

"Some words always work," he lifts his arms up to put his hands behind his head but get more comfortable on the chair. "But I can't tell them here, I can't say it while you're looking at me."

I chuckle but still want to know. "I'll never be confident enough to do that anyway."

"Honestly it's not about confidence. If you feel in the mood, this goes out almost all by itself, and that's usually how the girl gets turned on, but some don't like it. The one I talked about just before, this one liked to be degraded, so I could go hard and use harsh words to make her enjoy it, but that's something that I will not dare to do with Areum because I don't know what she likes or dislikes yet. Once you know about her preferences, this is easy."

"You degraded her?" I raise my eyebrows, feeling skeptical about it given the man that he is. He's way too respectful and soft with his girlfriends. "I did. Why do you look surprised?"

"Because you treat them all like they're your princess, look at the way you act around y/n even though she's not even yours," some bitterness still goes down my throat each time I bring this up, but he giggles. "Bro, that's who I am outside the bedroom. You don't know what I do to them when they're in my bed."

"Uh, so you called her a slut, and that type of thing without feeling bad? I'm sorry, but I doubt it," I still express some disbelief, but he continues to show some amusement as if he was hiding a part of himself that only the girls get to see. "I said worse than that, but don't believe me if you don't want to."

"Worse than that?" I gape but go forth, some shock taking over me. He's not the same man when he's in a bed with his girl, no way he is. "Yeah, and I don't feel bad because I know she likes it. It's like if you pound your girl really hard, then the next morning when she wakes up and that you see she's unable to walk properly, you feel bad. No, dude. I like it too. As long as she's okay though."

"Don't tell me you already experienced that, or I kill you," I push my inner cheek with my tongue, but his laughter echoes through my bedroom, giving me the answer to my question. "I did, multiple times. I always love it when I wake up and witness my girl moving with difficulty. That's why I can't wait to do it with Areum, she's a soft and cute girl, so I know for sure what is going to happen the morning after."

"I swear, in some years, I'll come back and tell you that I'm better than you. It's my goal," I bite my lips but grin, not meaning my words to the full but still hoping this will happen. "Yeah. We'll see that."

"I have one question though, a really important one," I point my finger up, fearing this one. "Yeah?" he brings his hands down and joins them, so I go ahead. "How do you feel when you do it? Don't you feel overwhelmed or something that makes you feel weak?"

"I do," he relieves me. "I mean, I don't really feel weak, but I do get emotional sometimes."

"Not all the time? Like, you never feel so taken in it that you can barely keep going...?" I ask to know since this is a detail of great importance. "Uhm, not really. Just when...at the end, but otherwise no, I don't, and this only happens when it's not rough sex, or angry sex, or that type of thing."

"Is there something you haven't tried in your life or...?" I sigh out of dismay, but he scoffs. "Hm, I can't tell if I don't think thoroughly."

"All right then since you're an expert, is make up sex actually a thing?" I let the questions go out to start an interrogation with the man who could be a porn star. "Yeah, and it's great."

"And angry sex? Are you really mad when you do it?" I cross my fingers for this to not sound stupid, but he laughs. "Kinda."

"I'm sorry, but when I'm mad, I don't want to have sex. Why would you?" I do not share any thoughts on this, but some arrogance exudes from him, and for sure without him even doing it on purpose. "That's maybe because you're not a dom, but when you are, and that your girl makes you jealous just to make you go berserk and play, I can tell you that once you're both alone you just want to make her regret it. You just do it by edging her, denying her orgasm, or being a little rougher unless you know that's what she wanted, all that stuff."

"That sounds good, something I only see in videos..." I glance away to avert my eyes from his sharp ones. "Just be confident and talk about it with her. If you want to try something new, if you want to know what she likes the most, ask and tell her. Communication is key."

"I know..."

/ end of flashback \

"I won't talk about it if you leave me alone," he dares to scare me with it, and I shut my mouth, letting him eat peacefully.

•••

1:25 pm.

"Good afternoon, guys," my woman enters the room, brightening the room with her presence only. My heart warms up instantly, but I forget to answer like everyone does.

"I'm glad to see you," she smiles at Dongsik, noticing that he's back after missing the first class. "I hope your arm is not too painful..." she takes her stuff out while focusing on him, and he shakes his head. "No, I'm fine. Don't worry, ma'am. I'm happy to see you as well."

She expresses some delight and lays her laptop on the desk, but Jaehyuk speaks out. "Ma'am, you said you would talk about your trip this time. You didn't lie, did you?"

"I'll talk about it but just a little, okay?" she puts her glasses on. "We have to study for the exams."

"Yeah, but we've been studying all day long lately," he taps the top of his pencil on his bottom lip while staring at her. "Christmas holidays will give you all the free time you need and want, Jaehyuk. Don't worry about that."

He licks his lips and glances down at his work to not say anything more, which makes Dongsik lean forth and talk to her in a low voice. She goes closer to him, flattening her hands on the desk to hear him. Once she nods, he moves back but opens his diary, and his eyes drift their attention to her right when she bends over, her blouse slightly loosens and reveals her breasts, but she quickly lifts her hand up and presses the fabric against her skin.

That was too late, I saw his eyes, I saw him lure at them.

His reaction suddenly changes as if this made him nervous, and I hold back from getting mad at the sight of him licking his lips but dropping his eyes on his diary. He runs his fingers through his hair, but she decides to walk up to him to check something in his book.

I have to admit that I'm hundreds of times way more confident when he's not here, but I trust her, I have to.

"We'll work on this after school if you need, but don't worry, it's easy," she gives him all her attention when I've been missing it. Just cuddling, I'm just asking for this, and I'll be happy again.

I lift my arms up in the air to stretch and lean back, but I yawn without wanting to and hurry to cover my mouth. Of course, she looks at me at that moment. She points her finger at me, and before she could even say something, I put the two front feet of my seat back on the floor, but she smiles and focuses down on her laptop.