Our date at a picturesque lake had been one of my favourites so far. The sky above me was so blue without a cloud in sight. There was a faint sound of the water lapping the shore, mingled with the birds singing in the trees. The grass was so green, and it felt so soft under the blanket that Jimin had laid me on. I wasn't sure whether it was the stunning scenery that I was in that made this a perfect date. Or was it because this was the first date I'd had with my boyfriend?

'Park Jimin's my boyfriend. Fuck, if only Esther was here to jump around my room and squeal in happiness with me.'

I had my head resting on Jimin's muscular thighs. As many ARMYs had postulated for years, I could attest that they made the comfiest pillows. I loved having his fingers trailing through my hair as we played the 'This or That' game. He'd had no idea what it was, but after my brief explanation, the blonde Seed Bearer had picked it up fast. We'd started very tame, asking each other silly questions that allowed us to get to know one another better. We stated our preferences between colours, foods, and hygiene preferences.

It didn't take long until we veered away from the 'vanilla' questions and started learning about each other in a more adult way. I learned that Jimin preferred kisses to hugs (like me). He said he would rather never have sex again than give up his favourite food (not like me). He'd give up everything to be with the one he loves (me too). And Jimin said he would take a romantic bubble bath over a steamy shower with me (same, especially because of the water pressure).

He learned that I preferred to be cuddled when I slept (he said he's the same) and that I'd prefer a man who farts in the bedroom over him belching while kissing (he said 'thank God' because he apparently farts a lot?!?). I told him that I would prefer someone good in bed over a good cook since I know how to cook well enough for both of us. He giggled and wiggled in glee upon hearing my answer since the man loved his food.

"Ok, here's one for you," he said. I could hear the smirk in his voice, and I knew he was stepping into uncharted waters. "Big or little spoon when you sleep with a man?"

"Little spoon as it's easier to have him slip inside," I teased, biting my lip as I heard him suck in a breath. I tilted my head and looked up at my boyfriend. I was surprised to see he had a confused look on his face. "What's got you thinking so hard about that, Jiminie?"

"I'm trying to figure out the logistics of what you said. How can he slip his dick in if he's behind you? A man always needs to be on top. And are you saying you've had sex in a non-procreation way?"

His questions had me sitting up in an instant. What on earth were they teaching people here about sex education? A man always needs to be on top... pfft. Not only was this universe antiquated in terms of technology, but it seemed it was also behind the times in sexual awareness.

"Jimin, are you... Are you saying you've only ever had sex with the goal of impregnation in mind?" I asked carefully.

He nodded with his head lowered as if he was ashamed. "As Seed Bearers, we are told from a young age that sex is only for reproducing. So, why would a couple have it when they either can't get pregnant or if there's a baby already in the woman?"

"Bubba, you're missing out on a lot of fun and so much pleasure. Sex is how couples show their love for each other. It fosters emotional intimacy, helps our self-image and self-confidence, and is a great stress reliever." I punctuated the last point with a playful wink.

"I like the sound of that even though I have no idea what it means."

"What, all the positives sex brings?"

Jimin shook his head. "I was meaning you calling me a sheep."

"It's 'bubba', Jiminie. It's like Jagiya but in English."

"I'll be your Buh-bba and you'll be my Baby." He sealed our pet names with a quick kiss. "Though, I have to admit that you've got me curious about what I've been missing out on."

"If you're okay telling me... what exactly have you done?" I was floored when I heard his answer. I hadn't expected to hear that even though Jimin had been assigned to three females, the only position he'd ever experienced was missionary. "Did you touch any of the other women?"

I wanted to giggle at the adorable proud smile he had on his face, although it was not the right time. "Yes, I'd hold their hands and we'd kiss sometimes."

'Oh boy.'

"Not what I meant but that's okay, Bubba. Have you ever done oral, either giving or receiving?"

His face lit up, and he nodded happily. "Yes, I've had to give many talks before. But how does that relate to sex?"

'This is worse than I thought.'

"Oh dear. I have many things to teach you, little grasshopper."

"Hey! Who are you calling 'little', and why have I been demoted from a sweet name to that of an insect?" he asked in full pout.

I explained what the phrase meant and was met with him asking if I'd be his sex teacher instead of his slave. Imagining teaching Park Jimin kinky and erotic things had me getting hot... and wet.

Jimin rose to his knees and stalked towards me, making me lay down on the soft woollen blanket. He straddled my hips before he leaned down and locked our mouths in a wordless decree of affection. As my lips moved softly against his, I guided his left hand from where it rested on the ground to slide under my top so he could cup my breast. Only a thin layer of lace separated my nipple from his exploring fingers. Jimin cottoned on fast that by tweaking my nub, he got a loud response from me.

I don't know who moaned louder between the two of us as I pulled his shirt off and relished the feeling of his hot, toned body under my hand. I'd never been with a slender man, so feeling the muscles rippling under my touch was a novelty for me. All my exes had been on the more muscular side.

"Can I?" I asked as my hand reached the waistband of his pants. It wasn't his first time being intimate with a woman; however, it was the first time that sex had been for more than just making babies for Jimin. I wanted to take my time and show him how one act could bring only pleasure.

As Jimin nodded, I tapped his leg and got him to lay back. Maintaining eye contact, I slowly undid the buttons of his pants. Both of us sighed in relief as I began sliding the garment down, his hips lifting in assistance. Once his lower half was naked, I pulled off my top and skirt, followed by my undies. I lay on my side facing the blonde man and the both of us gazed upon each other's body.

"Kiss me and touch me any way you want, Bubba," I whispered breathlessly. I was turned on and all I wanted was to touch Jimin to make him feel good and to experience the same.

"I- I don't know what I'm doing," he returned with a shy voice.

I nodded and pulled his face to mine. Our kiss started slow; I let him set the pace. When I felt his lips part, my tongue slipped into his mouth as we explored each other through our kisses. I guided his hand back onto my rosy nipple, teaching his fingers how I liked to be touched. I moaned into his mouth as he gave my nub a particularly hard pinch; he'd inadvertently found one of my turn-ons and kinks.

I pulled back and panted, feeling a bolt of electricity flowing from my breast to my core. "Feels so good, Jiminie. Do the same to the other one," I instructed. I traced my finger around his own pert, brown nipples. The sight had my mouth watering at the thought of licking and sucking them.

'Another day, Nell. Calm your horny bum down or you'll scare the poor man.'

My eyes travelled down his body. I noticed his hairless chest and his thin snail trail leading downwards from his belly button. Nestled amongst the well-groomed landscape of his crotch, my eyes settled upon his member. Jimin was a bit bigger than average but had a more manageable girth than some of those monster cocks you see in porn that look like they wouldn't fit anywhere. His cock was thick and extremely hard. I could see it twitching from time to time, with a pink head that was profusely leaking precum.

"Can I touch you and show you what a hand job is?"

Jimin nodded and hissed as my hand wrapped around his cock. His prominent vein pulsated under my thumb as I glided my hand down his length. The unending stream of leaking fluids helped my strokes to be nice and smooth.

"Ah, fuck. Baby."

Jimin's moans were like sensual music to my ears. His breathing increased and I could see his stomach and thigh muscles rippling. Knowing that it was my touch that was driving him wild had my heart racing with pride.

"Tell me what you like, Bubba. Do you like it slow..." I slowed my pace down to long, unhurried but strong pumps, "... Or fast?" My hand blurred as I wanked him quickly.

"Ahh, slower please!" he cried out, biting his lower lip as he looked me in the eyes. "I-I like slower but..."

"Jiminie, sex is all about communication. Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you."

"Please grip me harder!"

I smiled and did as he asked. I was pleased that he was able to verbalise what he wanted. "Better?"

He nodded frantically. Moans poured from his mouth as he felt my hand pumping him slow, tight and powerfully. I used his reactions to guide my ministrations. A twist of the wrist here, a swipe along his head there; the whole time my focus was on the sexy man and showing him how much pleasure he could have just from my hand. Jimin's noises only got louder when my other hand cupped his balls, my fingers rolling and tugging on them gently.

"Baby!" Jimin cried out as his hips rutted upwards. Ropes of translucent white fluid erupted across my hand and onto his torso.

Watching Jimin's chest rise and fall as he sucked in breaths as he came down from his high was doing things to me. I rolled over onto my back and when I looked over, Jimin had moved to face me.

"You're so beautiful, Nell." I leaned into his touch as his hand on my cheek. "So soft, so lovely, and so fucking sexy," he murmured. I loved feeling his lips as they brushed mine with every word.

It seemed Jimin did too because it didn't take long before he joined us together in a passionate kiss. He consumed the soft whimpers I let out as his hand explored my upper body. Goosebumps littered my skin under his touch. I loved and hated his slow, methodical exploration. It made me feel wanted and desired; however, I was so turned on I felt like I'd cry if he didn't touch my throbbing core.

When Jimin pulled away from our kiss, I marvelled at how puffy and swollen his lips had become. He looked me in the eye with such tenderness as he murmured, "Show me what you like, Baby. Teach me how I can make you feel like I just did."

I guided Jimin's hand down to my mound and together we ran our fingers through my slick folds. His name slipped from my lips in a breathy moan at the first swipe across my clit.

"Touch me however you want, Baby. Just please let me feel your hands on me as you kiss me," I pleaded in a whiny, desperate tone. "I'll tell you if I don't like something."

I felt Jimin's fingers trail through my folds as we made out. My fingers tangled in his soft blonde hair. At first, his movements were haphazard and all over the place; I wasn't sure if he was nervous since he didn't quite know what he was doing, or if he was getting a lay of the land. But as his thumb headed north and found my clit, I couldn't help but throw my head back with a loud moan as my hips thrust up into his touch.

"So good. Fuck," I moaned out. "Please keep your thumb there but also put a finger inside me like it was your cock."

"Shit, Baby," he groaned as a finger slid inside me. "You're so fucking wet."

"That's all because of you. You turn me on. You make me wet..." I moaned loudly as his finger grazed my G-spot, "And it's you who's going to make me cum soon."

Jimin took the initiative of adding another finger in, making my pussy clench with desire. He wasn't coordinated enough yet to finger me and rub my clit, so I slipped a hand down and strummed my engorged button.

Over and over, he finger-fucked me. Jimin only stopped to slip a third digit in beside the other two. Electric shocks ran through me as he found my G-spot again. With my instruction on what to do, he grazed my internal bundle of nerves with each stroke. Within a couple of minutes, he was rewarded with my pussy clamping down as my body erupted in pleasure while I screamed his name. I clutched onto his wrist, guiding him to keep going but with softer movements as I rode out my orgasm.

"Is it always like this?" Jimin asked as he rolled onto his back once I'd had enough. "I mean, I know about sex. I've had it about 20 times and have produced children from it. But it's never been like that. None of the other three females assigned to me got wet, nor were they vocal. In fact, they did nothing but lay there until I was finished."

I rolled over, lifted his arm and snuggled into the toned chest. Both of us were naked, but we didn't care. It was a good thing the field was so private, otherwise we would have had an audience. "What you've had in the past was cold, clinical sex that carried the expectation of a pregnancy. What we just did now was manifest our passion with our bodies. Sex should be fun. It's passionate, sometimes dirty, and maybe kinky if you're into that. But it shouldn't be boring, clinical or selfish."

Jimin laid there and took in what I had said. I allowed him to have some time with his thoughts while I listened to his beating heart. For once, I didn't feel self-conscious about lying next to a man while completely nude. Jimin was different to other men. I hoped that this difference in him would also be seen through his actions when he learned my other truth. I prayed that he would buck the trend of men leaving me because I was infertile.

"You know, each day I'm thankful that the Oracle chose you for me, Nell," Jimin whispered against my hair. "From the moment you got here, you've brought colour into my life. Sharing this with you is just another shade that's brightening my previously dull life."