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Jimin blinks, leans up on his elbows, chest heaving.

“Isn’t it.. kissing practice?”

Jeongguk chuckles, breathless, shrugs like it’s nothing.

“Yeah, but— since you were talking about.. jerking off— I mean, you’re a virgin aren’t you?”

Good.

He played that off so well. 

As long as Jimin doesn’t see the way he’s vibrating out of his skin.

Luckily, Jimin doesn’t have his glasses on; he turns his head rather quickly, coughs a few times.

“What’s that got to do with this?”

Oh god.

A tingle runs down his spine, saliva pools in his mouth just looking at the nerd under him. Why is this sight doing it for him?

He sits up to give Jimin some space.

“Well, if you’re getting hard just talking about kissing her, how long do you think you could last?” 

Jimin tenses up, cheeks dusting a soft shade of pink as he purses his lips. 

“.. not long, but—“

“What if you come before you even touch her?”

Jimin whips his head to him, eyes wider now. They have a certain.. innocent glint to them.

God help him.

“I mean, you want to be able to last, right?” It slips from his lips so easily, as if he’s done this before. “Want to show her a good time?”

Jimin sucks his lower lip into his mouth, l tips his head down, eyebrows furrowing, but then he nods.

Good, perfect.

“So.. what if I..” He rests his hand on Jimin’s knee, runs his fingers up towards his inner thigh, draws little circles right there. “Teach you how to last..”

“But you’re— why would you do that for me?”

Jimin’s voice comes out a little shaky, eyes glued to the hand on his thigh.

“Well— you’re helping me too, right?” He tries, walks his fingers up a little closer to Jimin’s crotch, earns a hitch of breath. “So, just use me, Jimin..”

He leans down until Jimin finally tears his eyes off and looks at him.

“O—okay— but just— with clothes on.”

Clothes.. on?

He blinks, runs his eyes down to find Jimin’s cock pressing against the fabric of his pants, a lewd, big bulge making it tent a little. 

Fuck, how big is he? This nerd is packing. 

“But it feels completely different with—“

“Just— I don’t want you to be the first to do that to me— okay?”

Jimin says then.

Which is totally valid, they’re not a thing— he shouldn’t have gotten Jimin’s first kiss either, but fuck, he’s glad he got it anyway. 

“I get it, you want your girlfriend to do it—“

“She’s not my—“

“I know.”

He lies down next to Jimin, supports himself on his underarm, then slowly moves his hand up. the warmth of Jimin’s body radiates through the fabric, hotter the closer he gets.

He looks at Jimin for consent, gets a shaky nod. 

God— delectable.

He gently cups Jimin’s cock— it’s bigger than his entire hand, twitches right under his palm.

“Fuck—“ Jimin’s breath hitches, his hips move a little, rutting against his hand, already looking for friction.  “what— what do I do?”

“You’re doing good.” He whispers, heat flaring up his face at the sight of Jimin’s body taking over. “Try not to move.”

See he says that but honestly, he’d love it if Jimin would just lose it. If he’d desperately rut against his hand like this to make himself come.. 

“Okay— but..” Jimin pants, turns his head to him. “It feels so good.”

God, not even a second in? Without even moving his hand? This guy is a virgin alright.

He licks his lips, finds Jimin looking at him with  a glaze over his eyes, lips parted to breathe out soft pants and moans.

“Yeah? I haven’t done anything yet.” 

“I know— fuck— sorry.”Jimin bites his lip and stills his hips. “Just— I don’t think I can hold it for long.”

God.

“Don’t apologise.” He breathes out quickly. “We can build your endurance..”

He starts, caresses over that bulge, feels it twitch against his fingers. 

“Every time you come to tutor me.. we can up the time a little..”

Jimin’s eyes widen.

“You— you mean you wanna do this again?”

Oh, right.. he didn’t tell him that.

“That’s kind of how you learn to last.. you have to jerk off more..”

“But— fuck— couldn’t I just do that by myself?”

See he asks that, but then he bucks his hips up next thing, soft groan slipping past his lips.

“Mmh, but another hand always feels better, makes you come faster.”

He’s not sure if that’s a lie, he just needs Jimin to believe it. And he also needs to make sure he wants this again, so he moves his hand along the length of Jimin’s cock, teases that sweet spot right at the underside of the head of his cock.

“A—ahh that’s— fuck— I’m gonna—“

Jimin’s body shudders, and his head tips back as he moans— lips parted, cheeks flushed, hips bucking up into his hand so erratic, uncontrolled.

Jeongguk revels in it, burns the sight on his retina, loves how damp it starts to feel under his palm— loves that he’s the first, that he’s taking every experience for himself, the taste of Jimin’s lips, the feeling of his cock searching for his hand, rutting against it until he’s spent.

God..

Jimin sinks down into the mattress, soft pants fall from his lips as he stares at the ceiling. 

Jeongguk keeps moving his palm against his cock in slow circles, eyelids sinking when he hears that wet, sticky sound.

His cock twitches— only now alerts him that he hasn’t even touched himself.

“Fuck— that was like— not even 50 seconds.” Jimin pants, rubs over his face. “That’s bad isn’t it?”

Jeongguk blinks a few times, snaps out of it and clears his throat.

“Not bad— I mean.. we just.. have to work on it a little longer.”

Jimin turns to look at him, a dazed look in his eyes still.

“What’s— like, the goal? how long should I be able to last?”

Oh boy..

“Depends.. but if you want to eventually fuck, then I’d definitely try fifteen minutes at least.”

“Fifteen?”Jimin’s eyes go wide, and then he groans. “I’m never gonna make it.”

“You will, you’re a pretty smart guy.”

Pretty being an understatement.

Jimin’s hair is all disheveled, he looks like sex on legs right now. Jeongguk never believed in Clark Kent’s disguise but he gets it now, Jimjn without glasses really is a different guy.

“So you.. want to do this each Tuesday and Thursday?”

Jimin asks.

“Yeah.” 

He nods, tries to make it seem so casual— Jimin will teach him statistics, and he will teach Jimin how to flirt, that was their deal so— the jerking off part is just part of helping him flirt. 

“You.. good with that?” 

He asks, just to be sure. 

“I mean.. if I want to impress her and.. the kiss leads to— that.. I think I do need a few lessons so..” Jimin nods. “Yes. Let’s do it.”

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