Montagues
November 14, 2023 at 12:42 PM
It was swelteringly hot outside. The sun was hot even through the thick curtains of the class. I wanted to melt. I wanted to spread across the desk like melted ice cream. The school uniform only made the situation worse. The tie could not be lowered, the buttons on own blouse could not be undone, we walked around like chickens in an incubator, and we were scolded every time we decided to show individuality.
It was my senior year in high school. Ahead are final exams, admission to university and adult life, full of ups and downs, pleasant surprises and not so pleasant ones. I was in no hurry to enter into it, but at the same time I dreamed that it would end as soon as possible.
«I want to go home». I said this quietly, muttered under my breath, but the teacher very successfully paused at that moment, and my phrase did not go unnoticed by my classmates, and even by the teacher.
Our new young teacher of literature Mr. Hwang, was now standing at the blackboard and carefully explaining the new topic. This is the final year, the last attempts to get out of myself the desire to study, but literature... this is not the subject that I wanted to think about now. I may have loved the subject, but certainly not for the same reasons that others might love it.
“Well. I see that you guys are bored». He emphasized the last word, noting that there were many tired, but the teacher’s gaze was directed only at me. Mr. Hwang put the lecture notes on the table, lowered his glasses onto the bridge of his nose and looked around the class with a smile, ending the review again on me. «If so, let’s check the homework given to you for the holidays. I would like to remind you that you had to learn an excerpt from your favorite book and present it to your classmates. Well». He clapped his hands. «Your time has come. Raise your hand, whoever is ready». He looked around the class with a smile, but there were no takers.
I glanced at the most responsible and intelligent people. I directed some to go to the blackboard with my gaze, but my classmates sensibly ignored me. Nobody was ready, this was a vacation assignment. What kind of person in his clear mind would do something like that in his free time from school?
«Oh, it seems we have a volunteer. Felix come to the board; don’t be afraid I won’t scold you». Of course, I’m that brainless guy who spent every 24 hours studying for not the most interesting subject for me, but it was a much more exciting summer than when I played into the computer until my eyes hurt.
«Ahem-ahem». I involuntarily look around at the surprised faces of my classmates while I clear my throat. Of course, before this time I was absolutely not worried about this subject, and now I am in the ranks of volunteers. «I will read you by heart my favorite fragment from Shakespeare’s work “Romeo and Juliet” ». The girls begin to clap enthusiastically, not even knowing what exactly I will present to them, but the teacher quickly stops them.
«Please continue». He looks at me with a proud smile, and I, in turn, with a confident look, walk around the audience again and begin the story.
«O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? ». I try to not look stupid, but I still put my hand to my heart too theatrically and point the other one to the ceiling. There are chuckles throughout the class, but I don’t stop. «Deny thy father and refuse thy name or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I’ll no longer be a Capulet». The guys from the back rows raised an uproar.
«Come on, guys, be quiet, have respect for your friends». When the voices died down, he still smiled kindly at me. «Continue please». He listened carefully, without taking his eyes off me.
«Mr. Hwang we can play it by roles». I suggested a little cheekily. It’s not that I didn’t learn enough to get a good grade, but for some reason I thought it would be more interesting. At that moment, a roar of approval ran through the class again. «You could recite Romeo’s lines while I become Juliet. Or do you want me to read everything? ».
The teacher grinned and nodded his head, while pursing his lips into a thin stripe.
«Of course, let’s try it. Don’t be afraid to be romantic». He grinned and came closer to me. «Can you start from the beginning, please? Then I’ll continue».
The admiring glances of the girls looking at the teacher, as if at one of the Hollywood stars, made me twist an extremely unpleasant face.
«Okay». I said through compressed lips, but continued more relaxed. «... and I’ll no longer be a Capulet». This time, the hand that was raised to the ceiling was turned towards Mr. Hwang. His eyes shone, looking with admiration at his seemingly not the most diligent student.
«Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? ». He touched his fingers with mine carefully.
«Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague». I played my role diligently, thinking that I looked like a fool. But Mr. Hwang encouraged me, and in the past, evil chuckles turned into interested glances and complete silence. «What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet».
My memory was beginning to run out. I liked the balcony scene, but I didn’t intend to learn it completely.
«Romeo, doff thy name, and for that name which is no part of thee take all myself». It was stupid to turn my gaze to the second actor at that moment. Whispers and hooting scattered around the class immediately.
«I take thee at thy word: call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized. Henceforth I never will be Romeo».
I was not going to continue to act out the scene, since I had not taught the continuation and, apparently, Mr. Hwang realized this in time. He began to cause applause and thus end the performance.
«Very-very good! Don’t take it as rude, but you got into the role of Juliet perfectly. Just great». He looked at me with a satisfied, while I smiled tightly and awkwardly moved my hands behind my back.
«May I take a seat? ».
He nodded his head meekly, and I proceeded to a chair heated by the rare rays of the sun. I was melting again, but at least I didn’t want to sleep.
«Well, there are anyone else want to tell a passage? ». There were not volunteers or fools like me. «It’s very ruefully. You still owe a debt». Hyunjin looked straight at me and smiled charmingly again. «Then let’s start discussing the poems of Robert Frost. Please open your notebooks and write down».
When one looking at him from the outside, one would be stupid not to notice his passion for his own subject.
There are not many people who have a fire in their eyes when they come to old manuscripts or stupid thoughts scribbled on paper by people from the past. But this man loved his work with heart and soul. He read a lot, it was obvious that he knew a lot, and most importantly. He quoted by heart the works we studied. Mr. Hwang was an amazing person.
For a split second, lost in my thoughts, I noticed how the teacher was secretly trying to catch my gaze, but as soon as this happened, my eyes treacherously surrendered under the pressure of a beautiful face and darted towards the window. I couldn’t help but smile. Mr. Hwang noticed this sight and calmly continued teaching the lesson.
«Please pay attention to the last quatrain: “The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep”». He took a few leisurely steps at the board before continuing. «This whole short poem contains one important idea: you cannot forget about your duties and the responsibility that you bear, no matter how hard it is, no matter how much you want to go astray». He grinned and looked at me, when he said this. «Turn over the page of the textbook».
A synchronized rustle went through the class, only me, daydreaming, changed the page later than everyone else.
«Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and sorry I could not travel both and be one traveler, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could to where it bent in the undergrowth». He recited the poem by heart, he was never faltering or looking at the textbook. «I shall be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence: two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference».
The teacher made a short pause.
«We are free to interpret the meaning that the author puts into each line for own ourselves. However, you, guys, are still learning this analysis, so write down that this poem is about the choices that we make every day. These choices have a big impact on us, and sometimes lead us to the wrong places». It was usually quiet and unnoticeable in class. In this time, I decided to stand out and raised my hand. «Yes, Felix».
He looked at me with the interest.
«What do you mean by the phrase “leads to the wrong places”, Mr. Hwang? ». The answer was obvious for someone, and they looked at me with condemnation, but the teacher was interested in my question.
«I put into my opinion the idea that we often choose the easy path in life, which looks pleasant and exciting at first glance. But it only leads us to dark places where we are faced with problems and disappointment from our own decision». He put his hands behind his back and took a few steps deeper into the classroom. «When we make this choice, first of all we must thinking about the consequences. Hmm...». He became thoughtful, bending over one of the students, who clearly did not catch the essence of our conversation. «Simply put, we are like travelers who follow one path or another, but this path can either bring us closer to the desired goal or move us away from it, take us further, to the so-called wrong places».
He took his starting position and smiled returned to his workplace.
«But... But what if the traveler sincerely believes that the path, he has chosen will lead him to his goal? ».
«Well, if a traveler thinks that his choice is correct, but after a while he realizes that this is not. So, his path turns into a sad and painful experience, from which he can later learn and draw a lesson». He pauses and continuously looks at me, as if expecting me to continue to dialogue with him. «Unfortunately, our life is not a dream, and everything cannot be perfect in it, Mr. Lee».
«Then what about Romeo and Juliet». Mr. Hwang raised his eyebrows and was a little taken aback by such a sharp question. «I mean, do you think they made the right choice? ».
Hyunjin grinned.
«Are you asking me as an individual or as a literature teacher, who must follow the program given by the Ministry of Education? ». Guys laughed after his words.
«I’m asking your opinion personally». I answered it too openly.
«Okay. This is even more interesting». He leaned his elbows on the table and put his hands in his pockets. «I think that they made the wrong decision, which led them to death. Yes, Romeo and Juliet are a classic example of sublime love, but this love forced them to do irrational and sometimes completely reckless things. They made important decisions of life by their feelings for each other. But at the same time, they did not take into account the circumstances, risks and inevitable consequences». At this time, he looked at me without a smile. «Stupid recklessness led both to death. It’s hard to call this the right path in life».
«Does this mean that you don’t believe in a true love? ». A whisper went through the class immediately. These gossips could not ignore whether one word was said by me or by someone else, they clung to it immediately. «What happens if your boyfriend or girlfriend turns out to be too different? What if your love turns into the love of Montagues and Capulets, where those around you are trying with all their might to separate you? ».
His face took on the most serious look that anyone could ever see.
«I believe in true love. But at the same time, I believe that it is important to be reasonable, careful and take into account the circumstances and consequences of your choices...». He crossed his arms in front of him. «If you love someone deeply and want to be with that person, you need to plan and act not only according to your impulses, but also according to your reason. As for the second question... it’s hard to imagine such a situation. Unfortunately, I cannot answer this right away».
«That’s how its».
I lowered my eyes to the desk with a sad smile. Not even a minute had passed after our little discussion when the bell rang.
«Okay, guys, I won’t detain you». Everyone began to gather quickly. «Don’t forget about your homework. I will definitely ask everyone what I asked on the holidays».
The class began to empty gradually. I slowly picked up my things in alone and I was floating somewhere in the clouds again. Literature classes were boring sometimes, but when some discussion begins, own then leave with a head full of thoughts and a heap of feelings inside, just like now. I knew why I didn’t like Mr. Hwang «s answer, but I didn’t argue or talk out of it by him.
«Felix! ». I was already on the threshold of the office when he called out to me. «Please wait. Do you have a moment to linger for a while? ».
I knew that he would say that, and I also knew that a minute would not be enough for this conversation. So, I closed the door to the classroom with a lock in advance.
«Of course, I do, Mr. Hwang». I threw my backpack onto one of the front desks and leaned my body on the tabletop directly opposite him.
«Thank you. I just wanted to praise you for your behavior in class today. You helped me a lot with memorizing the passage. You did great». His bright smile could have illuminated even the darkest room at that moment, but the curtains in the classroom were not reliable. Hwang did not compete with the rarely breaking rays of the sun. «You played your role superbly. I’m pleasantly surprised at how you weren’t shy in public...». He made a long pause, during the silence of the empty classroom was broken only by the frantic beating of my heart, echoing like a drumbeat in my eardrums. «Felix». He paused again. «Do you like playing the role of a people in love? Do you think you could handle other romantic leads? ». He looked at me with anticipation visible in his eyes. I felt awkward and a little hard, but as soon as I took a breath, all the resentment and panic disappeared.
«Are you asking me this as teacher Hwang or as an attractive guy – Hyunjin? ». He smiled and lowered his head for a second, before he returned his gaze to me.
«Like an attractive guy». He grinned again, he took off his dummy glasses and looked at me with waiting for an answer. I quickly looked around the audience, glanced towards the key in the keyhole. And when I making sure that no one would interrupt our conversation, I walked closer to him, placing my hands on his shoulders.
«What the reason of this performance, Hyunjin? ». I answered without a smile, while the guy opposite me time to time turned his eyes into slits from the often-rising corners of his lips.
«I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Felix». He put his hands on my waist, but at the same time made an astonished face. «I just want to know your opinion. Would you like to join the drama club under my leadership? »
I continued to look at him with serious eyes with an expression reads indifference on my face.
«We are alone. What the reason to play the game of teacher and student? ».
Hyunjin laughed briefly but loudly, while I still did not understand his behavior.
«Felix, I’m not pretending to be your teacher, I am your teacher of Korean language and literature». His gaze tested me, provoked me into anger and rejection. But I was unshakable, resisting my own will. «Even though we were left alone». Hwan pulled me even closer to him, almost right next to him. So, that there was absolutely nothing between our faces.
«Have you decided to play by the rules? That means you are my teacher within the walls of the school. But there is any point in resisting feelings and pretending that we don’t date outside when we in private? ». I gave in for the first time and allowed myself to smile, I moving back from Hyunjin so as to rest against the tabletop of the desk.
«I would be lying if I said it wasn’t true». He took a step towards me. «But you also have to understand that teachers have and should have a reputation. We must be careful with our words and actions, because our students look to us as examples. I wouldn’t want to risk my career for a relationship».
«Blatant lie».
«You’re right».
He pressed me to the desk, forcing me to lean my elbow on it.
«I already took a risk when I started all this. However, don’t you think that we shouldn’t behave like that within the school walls, even if no one is around? ». I grinned. The scorching sun had done its job, and I happily decided to finally take off my tie and unbutton my shirt, exposing my upper body.
«No one will know». I looked from his eyes to his lips. «No one will know if we will be quiet. Haven’t you ever wanted to try this as a teacher and a student? ».
Hwan sighed and looked away. I knew what this meant. He was trying to restrain himself; he was clinging to the remnants of common sense for my sake.
«Maybe». I see him bite his lower lip forcefully. I feel his fists clench around my waist. «You know». Hyunjin finally turns around and whispers in my ear with a half-smile. «Yes, I think this is a great idea».
«Well, show me, teacher». I also scorch his neck with my breath. «What can you teach me? ».
He smiles softly and says to me almost on my lips: «Today’s topic of the lesson is how you can have a good time together with a dominant alpha». He experimentally runs the tip of his nose several times in my direction, scorching his lips with his breath, and then passionately bites his lips, not sparing my delicate skin or the way they will be look after our private lesson.
«Are you showing off your dominance? ». I release a little of my pheromones to warm up the situation, but Hyunjin immediately cuts off my attempts, biting my neck at the base.
«For you, dear student, for you, please note. And don’t you dare release your vibes in front of me. Because I won’t be able to conduct my studies normally after you». This was logical. But chance turned off my mind, allowing me to dream about how nice it would be if we plunged headlong into each other’s aromas.
I pull him even closer to me by the tie, and I sit down completely on the desk, leaning on it with only one hand. His lips eagerly explore my neck, not biting or leaving marks, because that would be too much. I wanted this, I wanted it somewhere deep down. But I tried not to think about it too much. How much trouble there is in dating a teacher yet.
Hyunjin paused for a moment to check the response in my eyes, to make sure that he was not the only one indulging in passion, that I was also enjoying his caresses. He pressed his lips to mine gently, with trepidation, without tormenting or biting them, as if apologizing for not holding back minutes earlier. He kissed to the point of goosebumps, to blue butterflies in the lower abdomen, but everything pleasant should have its limit. There was not enough air for two. He had to take a break, but even then, he looked at me with a twinkle in his eyes, an animal lust that was hidden behind the clothes of an exemplary literature teacher.
«I think our lesson is over with this. Did you understand all the material that I presented to you? ». Hyunjin looked slyly, combing his long dark locks back with one hand.
«Teacher Hwang, I’m sorry, it’s not about you. It seems that I am a very bad student. I did not understand anything from what you just explained to me. Could you give me an additional lesson, for a good fee, of course? ». I smiled slyly in response and wrapped my legs around his torso, thereby moving him closer to me.
«Okay, but the topic of the lesson will be different». He runs his hand over my bare torso. «The theme of love between a teacher and a student». He kisses me, capturing me and lightly biting my lower lip. «The theme of passion and pleasure». He traces the line of the jaw with kisses and whispers, bringing a new batch of goosebumps throughout the body: «I hope you enjoy this lesson as much as I do».
I didn’t answer, instead running my hand into his hair and drawing him into another unforgettable kiss with a taste of frosty cherry. I would never have thought, if I met him on the street, that his natural scent would be ice cherry, which seems to go well with my light menthol scent.
The dominant ones are perhaps luckier. They emit a brighter aroma, cope with estrus more easily, but I can’t even convey through a kiss the entire sphere of my not multifaceted and meager smell. What then do recessive people feel if ordinary people pale in comparison to them?
«It seems you were distracted». Hyunjin’s hand slid along my back, causing pleasant sensations and, moreover, returning my thoughts to what was happening. «This is already an extra lesson, and you’re not even studying it carefully». I smiled and reached out to Hwan for a new portion of caresses.
He excited my insides, caused a storm of unbridled emotions and at the same time seasoned it with gentle words and praise for behavior, as if I was not going to make love, but actually sat down at my desk to study.
«It seems like your grades will improve this week». He continued to explore my torso with his hands.
«Are you talking about additional or main classes? ». Hyunjin laughed into the kiss, without disturbing the general atmosphere.
«I am talking about additional classes, Felix. About additional classes». I felt my excitement growing with every second, I began to daydream about how to quickly get to the “final” work. «And you seem to be beginning to absorb knowledge». He slid his hand along the small bump under the folds of my trousers. «This is worthy of a prize, Felix».
«And what kind of prize is this, Mr. Hwang? ».
He did not answer, continuing to explore my naked torso with his hands. His lips would not have left a single living place on my neck if not for the fact that he had to be gentle and restrain himself, because marks on my neck after a personal conversation with the teacher behind closed doors would have caused a sea of questions and problems.
«You’ll find out about this later». He carefully unzipped the fly of my trousers and lowered my underwear, revealing to the world the result of his caresses – my arousal. Hyunjin ran his thumb over the head, collecting some of the natural lubricant, and later distributed it throughout the penis. I couldn’t hold back my heavy sighs at that moment. An exciting feeling inside, a feeling of anticipation, when you know that after some time a pleasant bliss will descend to the lower abdomen, and then explode throughout your body.
«Mmm». I pursed my lips, trying not to make loud sounds. It was already difficult for me to control my pheromones, and then there’s this. «Jinny, I think we need to continue this at home». I held his shoulders with my hands, while he caressed my breasts with one hand, and he slowly moved along the penis with the other hand, gradually increasing the pace. I closed my eyes, I bit my lip and breathed heavily, but at the same time I felt very pleased.
«Yes, we will naturally continue this lesson at home, but before that, I need to explain at least one topic of our additional classes». He smiled as he began to kiss me passionately again. He carefully caught my moans with his lips, as if muffling them. His breathing itself was not normal. I was willing to bet that Hyunjin himself was at his breaking point at that moment, but he simply couldn’t allow himself to do more.
«Ah-ah . Mmmm . Darling, if you don’t stop this right now, then I won’t be able to restrain myself». My game of being a student failed miserably the moment I called him the way I call him only in a special situation.
«I don’t think you’ll be happy if I stop this right now». He kissed me gently on the cheek and picked up the pace. Now it has become even more difficult for me to restrain myself. Then Hwang covered my mouth with his hand. I finally inhaled lungs full of air, frowned and, feeling waves of bliss throughout my body, began to gradually exhale after he making a couple quicker movements. I carefully controlled my peak of pleasure, Hyunjin saw it. «Good boy».
He kissed my forehead and carefully laid my limp body on the desk. He went to the drawer at his desk to get napkins from there. I was breathing heavily and trying to calm down. In addition to the fact that I had just finished and was trying to come to my senses. I finally added the excitement of realizing where and what we had just been doing.
«How many more lessons do you have today? ». I covered my eyes with my hand while Hwan carefully wiped my torso with napkins.
«My hourly workload has been increased for this year. The schedule hangs in the teacher’s room, but if I’m not mistaken, I’ll be home at seven o’clock, maybe a little bit later». He smiled and went to his desk to throw the napkins in the trash bin. «For what purpose are you asking? Do you want to hang out with your friends at home? ». I came to my senses and began to gradually get dressed, but still lying on the desk.
«I don’t bring friends home. You know it’s risky». Hyunjin nodded with a smile. «I just wanted to know how much time I would have to prepare my gratitude for this lesson». He laughed and combed his hair with his hand.
«You haven’t recovered from this yet, but you’re already thinking about continuing. Felix, you are amazing. Did you know that? ». I grinned and took a sitting position.
«The one who has a boner in his pants is telling me». I glanced at his fly, which, if it had been weaker, would most likely have come apart with a bang in the same period of time. Hwan looked down and smiled, as if he didn’t notice anything shameful about it.
«This is a normal reaction. I’ll sit reading a book for the rest of the break, and everything will be back to normal». I jumped off my desk and walked up to him, looking almost menacingly into my favorite black eyes. «What’s happened? ». He asked with sincere interest.
«Why suffer so much when the break is long and I haven’t left yet? ». I grinned and used my hand to force Hyunjin to sit in the teacher’s chair. I knew that he would object or be indignant about my behavior, but there was no way I could leave him “in the lurch.” Did he really need my help? «How do you want me to do this? With mouth or hands? ».
Hwan took a deep breath and turned his head to the side. This is his personal way of trying to calm the storm in his soul; this is not the first time I have observed this terribly sexy trait of his. A literature lover can be read like an open book, how is ironic.
«It would be great...». Hyunjin began quietly. «It would be great to do this in the two proposed ways».
He looked at me with clouded eyes, the look in which lust, desire and passion were read. I immediately knelt down in front of him and I placed a light kiss on his arousal through the fabric of his trousers.
«I didn’t expect such a revelation». I smiled. «But I like it».
The fly easily succumbed to my manipulations. I lowered his pants along with his underwear and looked at his penis with a blissful sigh.
«Looks tasty».
«What are you talking about? ». Hyunjin didn’t have time to finish the sentence, because I immediately ran the tip of my tongue over his penis’s head, which provoked a quiet and light moan from his lips. His eyes sparkled with excitement accumulating at that moment. He covered his mouth with the back of his hand, perhaps even biting his hand, but I didn’t see that anymore. However, Hwang restrained every emotion that was so clearly visible on his face.
With one hand I grabbed the shaft at the base, first wetting it with my tongue for better gliding. Pleasure had to be given gradually, I learned this over the holidays, during which, in between learning Romeo and Juliet, we engaged in all kinds of obscene things that we could think of. You shouldn’t immediately get excited about sudden movements or immediately put him in your mouth, I knew how to play on his nerves, I used my own techniques, because I learned them well.
I pressed through the wreaths from base to head, slowly, playing with Hyunjin. I was able to watch his reaction, the slight twitching of his eyelashes, the occasional turns of his head to the side and muffled groans. I was excited by this by myself, but I tried to control myself, because there would not be enough time for my release.
Quickly glancing at the clock, I had to understand that I needed to speed up, that’s when I wrapped my lips around his penis’s head and, running my tongue over it again, tried to take the penis as deeply as possible. The hand that was pressing the base began to move up and down with light movements, helping me bring Hyunjin closer to climax. Time after time my head sank lower and lower, and on the way back my tongue did not forget to explore the veins.
Hwan loved it, loved it like crazy. He threw his head back and bit openly the soft part of his palm near his thumb. I pulled away for a second and took a deep breath. He suppresses pheromones. It was not for him easily, but tormenting him was not part of my plans, so I had to speed up.
It was hard for me to accommodate the full size of the dominant alpha, because closer to the base his penis was already resting against my throat, moreover, I carefully took it in and even tried to make some sounds that would make my larynx vibrate, thereby stimulating the penis’s head.
His body reacted to all this slight trembling. His hand, which had been squeezing the armrest of the chair all this time, finally fell on my head and began to create its own rhythm, one that would help him cum faster. Hyunjin didn’t hurt me with his movements, he didn’t press on the top of my head so that I would take his dick even deeper. Hwan stopped exactly where my possibilities ended. For this I liked him many times more. His caution and care were present even in those moments when ordinary people, succumbing to instincts, behaved like animals in pursuit of prey. He was not like that, Hyunjin was affectionate even when I would have liked to get a little rudeness from him. It’s just that Hwang was raised that way, he was raised to be a good and reserved person.
His pleasure came quickly and unexpectedly. My mouth immediately filled with a viscous, salty liquid with a slight cherry flavor. I swallowed it without a trace, and then wiped my lips with the back of my hand and smiled.
«Thank you for the treat, Mr. Hwang». I lifted his underwear back and stood up from my knees.
«What are you...». Hyunjin covered his eyes with his hand, but even so I could see his rosy cheeks, and from his heaving chest I understood that he was just beginning to regain his breathing. «Who taught you to be so obscene little phrases? ». He ran his hands over his face and finally looked at me.
«It’s definitely not you, teacher». I smiled and twisted my neck, stretching it with a crunch.
«You really are amazing, Felix». He grinned and fastened the button on his trousers, preparing to stand up.
«I know. Will you treat me some other time? ». I grin then I looking how Hwang bites his lip in an attempt not to say something swearing to me. «Okay, okay, I have to go». I go up to him, kiss him on the cheek and straighten the strands that are falling on his face. «See you at home».
I say this in a whisper and, quickly grabbing my backpack from the front desk. I head to the door, but I stop and drop the phrase before opening it: «Oh, and yes». I turn around with a mischievous smile. «Don’t forget to zip up your fly, Mr. Hwang. It will be awkward if one of the students sees this».
I having quickly slipped out of the office, a quiet voice is finally heard: «Damn, how could I forget about this».
His cheeks would have been pink and his eyes would have been wandering throughout the entire classroom if I had turned around then. However, I had to miss the chance to look at his sweet and embarrassed face and head to the next math lesson.
