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Jongin did not know how he got into this situation. But he is not complaining.
Not one bit if he was honest.
When he has his unassuming tutor standing in his room in front of him, legs fitted in stockings tight on his thick thighs that stretch the material to its shape. Wearing a pleated skirt he made his tutor wear as well, short enough that if the other bent over he’d see the panties through the flimsy stretchable fabric. How could he be complaining?
“Are you sure this is what you want? This is humiliating…” His tutor whines with his deep voice, hands fidgeting on the skirt trying to pull it down to hide his thighs. “When I said you can ask me anything if you get certain points I did not expect you’d score higher to get me to do this and have two more wishes.”
“You shouldn’t underestimate me Kyungsoo hyung, I have a great determination when I want something. Plus…” Jongin grins and props his elbow on his crossed legs, fingers ghosting on his own lips as his eyes drink in the sight. It lingered a bit too much on the stocking clad legs. Something about it sends a spike of arousal to his groin, especially how supple it looks. “... You’ve given me a great incentive, how can I not do a great job?”
It looks as great as the first time he saw Kyungsoo wearing them at that fundraising campaign for their club.
Ah, that’s right, it was because of that day he started to see his tutor differently.
~
Jongin never wanted a tutor, he thinks of himself as self sufficient when it comes to studying. He might not be the top notch student, but average grades can get him by. Plus he has other things to prioritize, like his dancing. If he can just dance and dance, practicing his craft to its finest, he would. However, even though Jongin’s a dance major it does not mean he can only have that as a class to pass.
It’s a drag but he does have other classes that are not dance related that makes him restless to sit through but would still diligently attend. Jongin did try his best to put effort in it, but there is just so much his mind can take that he ended up failing two of his minor subjects on his mid terms.
Biology and math was not his strongest suit but in high school he managed well enough to never fail either. In college it’s a bit harder especially if the professors wanted the time and attention on them. The dancer had already been called up by both of his professors in each subject and they both told him that if he had high marks on the final exam he might pass the unit and not take it up again.
Of course Jongin was elated that he might have a chance to catch up, he’d rather not have to think about the subjects again for the next year, but he had a problem. He needs help if he can score high marks, his mind just can’t prioritize those subjects. Whenever the dancer sits down to go over his notes with scratchy handwriting, his mind would drift or nothing would be absorbed in his mind.
Jongin is getting frustrated to the point he’s just lying his head on the study desk. Staying in his room to study is doing more bad than good if he’s not going anywhere with it. With a huff, he packs up his laptop and notes and leaves his dormitory.
He rode his bike out of the campus and to a familiar route to his sister’s cafe. Maybe a change of scenery can help with his dilemma, and it wouldn’t hurt if he can ask for a free latte from his sister while he’s at it. Jongin strode in the shop after he parked his bike.
Jung ah should be manning the counter at this time, but all he can see is a short man with pale skin and glasses on at the counter with his sister nowhere in sight.
“Hi, have you seen noona around?” He asks the cashier. They have already met a handful of times whenever Jongin visits Kamong but he has a hard time remembering the man's name.
"She's at the back, I'll call her.” The man answers, eyes not looking up at Jongin, making him have the opportunity to look at the nametag since he feels a bit rude for not knowing the employee's name.
“Thanks… Kyungsoo.” He doubts the other heard by how fast the other turned to go into the staff room.
His sister comes out a few seconds later, Jongin greets her with a smile. “Noona can I study here again, the room was too stuffy for me.”
“You don’t have to ask that Jongin ah, you’re always welcome to, I’ll even give you latte and some snacks.” His sister waves him off. “I gotta ask, you never study this much. I doubt that dancing majors need this much textbooks to study.” Jung ah started to warm up the espresso machine and prepare a shot for her brother’s latte, Kyungsoo still did not emerge from the staff room.
“If only I don’t have any minor subjects to worry about.” Jongin groans, leaning against the counter as he watches his sister do her work. “Biology and math is kicking my ass right now and if I don’t get a high mark on my finals then I have to take them again.”
“Why don’t you ask for a tutor then?” Jung ah hums. “There’s nothing wrong with asking for a little help.”
“I don’t know a lot of people who’s a biology major, most of my coursemates are busy as it is.” He omits the fact that he has no idea who those coursemates are, he just goes to class then out, not talking to anyone. Jung ah doesn’t need to know that.
The woman clicks her tongue as she pours milk on the order and caps it. Her eyes widen as an idea pops in her mind. “Kyungsoo ah, come here for a sec!” She calls the young man as she hands Jongin’s drink. Jongin raises a questioning brow at the sudden call as the short man’s head pops out from behind the staff door, eyebrows raised up and eyes wide behind the glasses.
“You’re a Biology major right?”
Kyungsoo nods his head, now walking towards the siblings with his hands in front wringing his apron.
“Perfect!” Jung ah claps her hands with a bright smile on her lips. “Please help my brother out, he needs a tutor for both biology and math.”
Well this is an unexpected turn of events.
Jongin keeps mum as he sips on his latte, watching the interaction, but he sees Kyungsoo looking at his sister with wide eyes then at him then back at her. It’s quite comical.
“Please! I’ll pay you for that as well as your regular paycheck,” Jung ah pleads at the short man.
“I- Alright then noona…” Kyungsoo agrees with a small nod, face turning a bit pink when he notices Jongin is still looking at him intently. “I would never say no to extra income…”
That’s how Kyungsoo landed as Jongin’s tutor for the rest of the semester.
Jongin comes to learn that the biology major is a no nonsense type of man. Always going straight to studying with Jongin that they don’t have enough time to chit chat with one another. There would be times where tidbits of information about each other would seep in while doing so.
Like learning that Kyungsoo is actually a year older than Jongin when the dance major commented how Biology majors are no joke when the material Jongin is just learning about is being learned by juniors. Kyungsoo corrected Jongin that he’s actually a year his senior and the materials are from his previous years.
The older one also let it slip a few times that he’s part of the theater club, sometimes needing to reschedule their tutoring sessions because of it. Jongin has to admit, Kyungsoo has one hell of a time management skill to get high marks on a difficult major, tutor him, be in a club and also have a part time job.
Jongin is a bit jealous but he knows he’d rather focus on his dancing if he has to choose, hence needing a tutor in the first place.
Other than that, Jongin doesn’t know much about Kyungsoo, though it doesn’t really bother him. Kyungsoo is his tutor, nothing else. It’s not like they’re friends anyway. Plus he’s seen the way the other is always putting a space between them whenever they study in Jongin’s room or would sit in front of him in the cafe or library. Or the way the other would fidget if Jongin gets too close because he wants to see the material better, sometimes flinching or yelping if they accidentally brush against each other. Maybe he’s uncomfortable with Jongin?
Maybe Kyungsoo is just strapped for cash and just tolerates his ass.
Though sometimes they’d have moments where they joke around with Kyungsoo acting exasperated that Jongin doesn’t know the topic or playing dumb. Sometimes the biology major would go off on a tangent in his lessons if he remembers something. Or Kyungsoo trying different tactics to make Jongin remember the materials. From bringing candies as sort of a reward or energy boosters, to trying to make some kind of beat so Jongin can memorize the terms and formulas needed.
It feels like Jongin’s back in pre-school or something but he cannot deny how effective the tactics are. Then what does that make him?
He’d rather not answer, his sisters might laugh at the way he studies, but hey at least he’s starting to get the subjects.
“You’re doing much better when we started the rewarding thing.” Kyungsoo states, looking over the materials from their previous mock test and the recent one. “We’re keeping this up if this is the result.”
“Sure, but seriously hyung, candies?” Jongin raises an eyebrow, wiggling the piece of chocolate in front of his tutor. “I like them but not gonna lie, kind of makes me feel like a kid.”
“But it works though?” Kyungsoo blinks in confusion. The act is adorable and he might be right, Jongin would give him that, but he can feel the extra sugar and fats getting to his teeth and he’d rather have a healthy smile.
“Maybe something different would be a good substitute,” Jongin leans back on his chair whilst looking at his tutor who’s eyebrows were furrowed. “I don’t think my teeth can handle more sugar, hyung.”
It takes a few seconds with Kyungsoo thinking when the short male snaps his fingers. “Okay, how about if you get a certain score on your finals, you get a favor from me. Like 75% is one favor, at 85% you’d get two and so on.”
That’s not a bad deal if Jongin thinks about it, “ Any favor?”
Kyungsoo nods his head enthusiastically, a small upside down smile on his lips. “As long as it’s legal or within what I can do.” Jongin ponders on it, he doesn’t know what favors he can ask for his tutor since he can’t ask him to buy something. His sister is practically paying the guy already and it feels wrong to take it from him. Maybe he can ask Kyungsoo to get something if he forgot it in the future?
Whatever it is, a favor is a favor and the nerdy guy seems eager to do it as well.
“Alright then, deal.”
Kyungsoo is such an enigma to Jongin, such a nerdy guy is too.
~
“I’m so sorry Jongin, I need to help out at our club’s joint fundraising at the last minute today.” Kyungsoo apologizes, his deep voice a bit drowned out from the chattering behind him in which Jongin assumes as his clubmates bustling around to get ready for said fundraiser.
“I mean the college is holding a fair today, I was about to ask you if I can take the day off from studying today to hang out with some friends.” Jongin chuckles, seeing his friends approaching him from the corner of his eyes. He waves at them to signal where he’s sitting by the fountain of their college square.
“Oh, y-you guys are going to the fair?” Kyungsoo stutters, before Jongin can answer he could hear a faint ‘Kyungja!! Help me out with this will you?’ in the background at Kyungsoo’s end. “Shit, alright then, have fun I need to go now.”
Jongin didn’t get a word in as Kyungsoo hung up. The dancer pursed his lips at the abrupt end of the call, he’s curious as to why his tutor stuttered about the fair. So what if he’s doing a fundraiser there, Jongin would ignore him if the latter doesn’t want to be disturbed.
“What’s got your face twisted like that?” Sehun, a fellow dance major, questions when they reach him. Jongin stood up from the fountain edge, shaking his head.
“Nothing, just called to cancel the tutoring session for today.”
“You’re getting tutored?”
“He’s getting lessons from Kyungsoo.” Chanyeol, his other friend who majors in music, chimes in. “You know, Baekhyun’s friend, short guy, big eyes and glasses?” He gestures each description exaggeratedly as they begin walking towards the direction of the fair.
This infamous Baekhyun is Chanyeol’s newest friend he gained when he entered college, both taking the same majors and classes. Jongin met Baekhyun through some online game though and it was quite a shock when Chanyeol introduced them to one another. Coincidentally, the guy is also Sehun’s senior from high school and had known each other from that. Now Jongin just learns he’s Kyungsoo’s friend as well?
What a small world.
Sehun snaps his fingers in recognition, “Ah, that guy. I saw him a few times when I greeted Baekhyun hyung but never talked to him. I didn’t know you two were close.”
“We’re not.” Jongin waves off, “He’s working part-time at Jung ah noona’s cafe, she persuaded him to teach me. I’d rather not have any backlog of subjects to take next sem to focus on our majors.”
The conversation died off as they neared the fairgrounds of their college. Colorful decorations and stalls were lined up with some of the school’s organizations and clubs’ gimmick or stores.
Some are selling their goods, others are hosting games with prizes and penalties to raise funds for their respective clubs. Jongin wonders if this is what his tutor was talking about when he said fundraising. Surely nothing too embarrassing would come out of it since the theater club is known to have some sponsors from seniors, they don’t need to particularly try their hardest.
The trio of tall young men walk around the booths to try out some games. Jongin went along with it, having fun just throwing a ball, dart or ring to get a prize and sometimes chatting with someone he knows working on the booth. Sehun has taken a liking to troll on Chanyeol, in which the tanned dancer joined in on. With his competitive streak trying to win everything even with Sehun and Jongin’s sabotage that resulted in them being capped from one of the booths.
They’re currently walking around to look for some knick knacks to buy from the stalls when Chanyeol’s phone pings an incoming message.
“Oh it looks like Baekhyun’s club is doing a fundraising thing and can’t join us.” He remarks, typing away a reply in his phone. If Jongin remembers correctly, Baekhyun is in the music band club.
“Why don’t we just go to their fundraising then?” Jongin suggests, “We can help out at least.”
“Sure, but I’m not sure what they’re doing anyway since it’s a joint thing.”
A joint fundraising? Would that be the same one Kyungsoo is attending as well? It can’t be that too much of a coincidence…
Chanyeol led the way towards a space at the farthest side of the fair grounds, there should be less people there since it’s quite a walk from the entrance but it seems like it did not deter the students flocking there. Just what is the music band club up to?
It only hit Jongin when they finally got to the front of the space to see the male club members all wearing school uniforms.
High school uniforms.
Female High school uniforms.
He heard Sehun guffaw seeing some familiar seniors amidst the members all trying to amuse or flirt with the ‘customers’ around them. They have signs hanging on their necks with different prices for some kind of action. He only caught a glimpse of ‘2,000 won for a hug’ written in the list before the tanned dancer heard a familiar voice calling for their names.
“Finally! Someone I know who would spend a ton of money on this!” Baekhyun laughs as he runs towards the three tall men. He’s also crossdressing for the event, wearing a straight brown haired wig with full bangs and a headband, a sailor cut collared top, a navy blue skirt, white socks that go over the calf and some white sneakers.
If Jongin doesn’t know better he’d think Baekhyun can pass up as a girl.
“What do you think? Not bad huh?” Baekhyun jokingly strikes a pose, the sign awkwardly hanging on his neck jostles as he does so.
Jongin answers his crossdressing friend with a laugh with Sehun joining in as they both hold each other up at the sight of Baekhyun playfully fluttering his eyebrows and throwing a kiss. Chanyeol seems to short circuit, his hand with his phone hanging in the air and his mouth agape.
It just made the two dancers laugh harder than they can, making Chanyeol snap out of it and playfully smacks Baekhyun’s arm while bursting out laughing as well.
“What the fuck is this?” Jongin catches his breath from laughing too hard, he can feel Sehun still reeling by the way he’s leaning on him.
“Fanservice duh.” Baekhyun answers with a snicker. “You would be surprised how much people would pay to see us in skirts, let alone might get a kiss?” He pointed at the listing at the bottom of the sign saying ‘10,000 won for a kiss’.
“Who would pay that much to kiss you, hyung.” Sehun snorts, but then turns to Chanyeol already having his wallet out.
“What? It’s to help a friend!” Chanyeol tries to explain but is only met with deadpan looks from the dancers and a smirking Baekhyun. “Oh, hey there’s a lot of people crossdressing, I didn’t know your club had this many members.” Chanyeol diverts the conversation with an awkward laugh.
Baekhyun took the bait though. “Oh! The theater club merged with us for this.” Then his expression turns into a mischievous one. “Say since you guys are here and Chanyeol already has his wallet out, care to buy a hug?”
Jongin shrugs, he plans to help out anyway and a hug from Baekhyun is already a normal occurrence to him. But to his surprise Baekhyun ran off somewhere towards the crowd and came back dragging someone by the wrist. Jongin took a double take because he did not expect the sight before him.
Kyungsoo, his tutor, wore an oversized sweater on top of a blouse and ribbon with a checkered pleated skirt to boot. He’s still wearing those thick rimmed glasses and the price list sign also hangs from his neck a bit more battered up than Baekhyun’s, Jongin notes. He didn’t wear any wig but had a penguin and peach clip on his hair, and some light makeup on. Jongin has to admit, he looks cute in it.
What got him focused on however are the black fabric hugging the elder’s legs like it's a second skin. The way he can see the slight jiggle of fat as the short man stomps over to them while still glaring at Baekhyun, probably not noticing him yet. Jongin licks his lips, suddenly feeling his mouth dry up as his eyes can’t look away from it. He felt the sudden urge to grasp those thighs with his hands, watching as the sheen material rips from the tension he puts as he pulls on it.
Ah, fuck hope that doesn’t awaken something inside of him.
“Jongin! Oh my god- y-you…” Kyungsoo looks to Baekhyun with a glare, turning around so quickly his skirt flies a bit giving Jongin a tease that the material might be stockings since it goes further up his thigh.
“Kyungjaaaaaaa!” Baekhyun grabs Kyungsoo by the waist and turns him around from walking away. Jongin sees the way the oversized sweater hid the tiny waist from him, but his eyes wandered down to his tutor’s legs once again as Kyungso kicked his legs when Baekhyun carried him towards them.
The restricting sheen material stretched over his thighs, making a bit of skin color seep through. Further up he caught a glimpse of undershorts though, making the dancer feel a slight pang disappointment.
‘Oh god, where is this coming from?’ Jongin blames the heat along with the humidity that was the effect of countless people concentrated in one place.
“They went all the way here to our booth, the least we can do is entertain them.” Baekhyun pats Kyungsoo’s back. The biology major blushes hard as three pair of eyes look at him, Sehun was interested in the pricelist, thinking if the dance department should also do this to get profit, Chanyeol has his wallet still out, counting the money inside to help both Baekhyun and Kyungsoo out.
Meanwhile, Jongin’s thankful that Kyungsoo is looking at the ground right now, so he can’t catch the tanned man staring at his legs. Don’t get him wrong, the blush on the other’s face is adorable and he’d comment on it if he was his usual self but there’s something about the man’s plush thighs that Jongin can’t take his eyes away from. He’s seen Kyungsoo wear shorts that go to his knees before, he has to admit they’re pretty but seeing them now in stockings is making his mind act up.
From the way Kyungsoo is fidgeting with his thighs rubbing on each other, the mary janes he’s wearing scuff on the floor as he shyly kicks. He wants to take a bite out of those juicy thighs, trace his fingers on the legs with the smooth cloth between them, maybe pull the material and snap it back to watch the leg fat jiggle.
Oh god, maybe it did awaken something in Jongin.
“W-what would you like to avail?” Kyungsoo meekly questions, making Jongin look up to his face, still blushing and looking at anywhere but Jongin.
Cute, cute, cute, cute.
Is his brain frying? Maybe.
He’s questioning a lot of things right now. Like he'd usually go for hotter guys rather than the cutesy ones, but the way his nerdy tutor looks right now makes him want to scoop him in his arms. And Kyungsoo might be attractive but he wasn't his type initially…
His brain is hurting and now it isn't because of the questions his tutor gave him, rather the tutor himself. The way his eyes cannot stop looking at the soft legs and his hand starts to pinch the side of his own to quell the urge to buy the favor to grip those thighs.
Jongin needs to get out of here fast.
As if on auto pilot, Jongin took his wallet and opened it. He took a few bills and took Kyungsoo’s hand to put it there. He notes how soft yet rough with callouses those hands are and he can only imagine how hard working his tutor is. When the stunned nerdy student curls his fingers over the cash, Jongin lets go and turns quickly to briskly walk away.
“What- J-Jongin wait a minute!” He hears Kyungsoo call out for him along with his friends who are equally confused, but he needs to think clearly first to just what happened to his mind. It was like a switch had flipped seeing Kyungsoo in that outfit, Baekhyun had a similar fashion but why is his brain going to the gutter on his small tutor?
Somehow he got back to his dorm, he didn’t even notice he walked from the fair. Jongin falls on his bed face first, not even going to bother to change, his head has too much to think about. He tried to recount what made his mind suddenly conjure dirty scenarios with Kyungsoo. He had never looked at his tutor that way before, sure he thought he was cute and pretty, but never sexually attractive.
Was it him crossdressing? No, if that was the case Jongin would have also wanted to jump on Baekhyun since he is equally pretty dressed as a girl. Not only that, he didn’t even wear a wig to complete that look, it’s literally just Kyungsoo in a skirt.
Then it clicked, he was fixated on his legs, he’s already seen the nerdy guy’s legs but the only thing different is that he’s wearing stockings. Jongin has never seen Kyungsoo wearing stockings before.
So is it the stockings? Jongin is confused as to why that would be the reason for suddenly becoming sexually attracted to Kyungsoo. How can one garment change how he sees a person?
His mind keeps on going back to the image, those plump thighs being covered by the velvety clothing, a small peek of skin whenever the material stretches. Jongin eventually falls asleep whilst his mind is racing about it.
~
In their next few tutorings, Jongin had to put all of his focus on the lesson and not look down under the desk.
The tutor seems to want to avoid what transpired the last time they saw each other, and Jongin is more than happy to agree. Though it can't help that his mind keeps drifting to when his tutor crossdressed. Especially since Kyungsoo was wearing shorts once again, and bouncing his leg as he looked over Jongin’s results. The action is making Jongin distracted, reminding him of what kind of thoughts he had over the weekend.
He’s grateful that he managed to remember some of the lessons thanks to Kyungsoo since he spent all his free time researching about his sudden fixation on legs in stockings. It led him to most porn sites with both men and women wearing stockings while being fucked or just touching themselves.
It piqued his interest, yes, but when he imagined Kyungsoo in those positions and garments it suddenly aroused him that his cock became hard easily. At first he tried to deny it, quickly putting all of his attention to the video. That maybe it's because of the lewd acts he's currently watching that made him hard.
But Jongin's mind drifts, his imagination running wild at the thought of Kyungsoo spreading his legs for him. The damaged stockings ripping at the crotch to free his leaking cock and presented his hole to Jongin. Imagining playing with Kyungsoo's ass in the supple fabric, constricting the thick muscle as Jongin gives a hard smack on it.
It ended up as one of his best wanks he’s done, or perhaps he’s just sexually frustrated. Not only that, the sudden discovery of his fetish confused him. He's seen both men and women wear those garments in recitals or everyday outfits. That was inevitable seeing he's a dance major. But why did it suddenly make him like a horny sex fiend when he saw Kyungsoo in stockings?
“Hmmmm, seems like you’re ready for your finals.” Kyungsoo hums, effectively breaking Jongin out of his reverie. The dancer crosses his legs in an effort to hide the growing erection in his pants, mentally cursing for wearing grey sweatpants for their tutoring session.
"You think so? I thought I failed that one to be honest."
The shorter man gently puts down the mock test on the table and taps it with a satisfied smile. "I know so Jongin ah! You don't have to be worried, you'll pass this and focus on that dance final."
"Thanks, I'm so ready for this to be done. No offense but biology kinda sucks." Jongin snickers at Kyungsoo as his glasses rise because of wrinkling his nose and pouting, which makes him want to boop his tutor's nose.
The innocent thought vanishes when Kyungsoo mirrors him in crossing his legs, effectively taking Jongin's attention. He can see the way it accentuates the curves of his upper thigh.The thick thighs being squished together gives him an idea on how they would feel under his fingertips.
He needs to stop staring at them before Kyungsoo notices.
"Ah!" Kyungsoo lets out, eyes lighting up as if he remembers something. Jongin's eyes snapped up at the sound, adjusting his position a bit to hide his legs under the table. "You thought of what you wanted if you passed?"
Yes he did actually. I want to confirm if I have a stocking fetish and why it is only with you.
"Not yet, still thinking about it." Jongin answers instead, fingers playing with the edge of his notebook. "And you sure it's anything?"
Kyungsoo enthusiastically nods his head, "I told you, as long as it's legal and in my budget."
The offer is tempting, but Jongin doesn't know if he's that much of a dick to do what he wants to do. “Come on that can’t be the only condition.”
“You’ve worked hard on this Jongin,” Kyungsoo insists with a pout. “The least you can do for yourself is treat yourself, and I’ll be glad to help you.”
Well fuck, that’s one of the cutest things he’s seen.
Jongin didn’t know when it also changed; how he sees his tutor that is. At first he thought it was just lust, but he started to pay attention to Kyungsoo more and more. From the way he has the habit of biting his nails when he’s thinking hard, to the way he also runs his fingers through his soft hair when he’s explaining something. Hell, Jongin can already map the moles littering on Kyungsoo’s face.
From Kyungsoo’s eye mole to the three small ones dotted on his chin. Jongin thinks on how they resemble Orion's belt and the desire to trace them with his fingers are filling him when he catches himself staring at them.
However when Jongin thinks about Kyungsoo’s mole, his traitorous mind would always be in the gutter for suddenly putting the idea that Kyungsoo’s thighs or ass would also be littered with those tiny moles.
"I'll think about it."
Okay, he is a dick, very much so.
Jongin's dilemma has turned into an all time high, thoughts and imagery of Kyungsoo had invaded his waking hour. He's started to pop boners in awkward places like his sister's café. Just because the short man he's been fantasizing had taken a liking to wear tight denim pants that emphasizes his ass and thighs, and it makes Jongin want to see him in stockings once again to see if the effect is the same.
The lasting thought of Kyungsoo in stockings left such an impression on him that he began to imagine various scenarios where he can see the short man in the garments once again, just so he can get it out of his system.
Which made his impulsive decision to go to the department store near their university and buy Swedish stockings since he’s seen some on his research and he’s curious on what it would look like on Kyungsoo. Jongin should feel embarrassed for doing so, but he thanked his sisters for making him be their errand boy and buy sanitary napkins and a variety of feminine objects to make him desensitized to buying women products. Even if the cashier gave him judging looks when he also added a cute skirt and some panties to complete the look. If this will make Kyungsoo hate him then he should just go all out. He'd been curious what that ass would look like in a pair of panties when he saw his cute tutor crossdressing last time.
He's not sure if his final exams score would be enough to convince Kyungsoo to wear all the garments but he would do his damndest to get one of the highest grades to do so.
Jongin is confident, so all he has to do is take the exam.
~
It was finally the time they got their exams back with the results. Jongin had been anxious for this day. It beat the nerves he felt when he and Sehun opened for the dance showcase back in freshman year. That’s saying something since he was usually at home when dancing on stage.
When his professors called him to take back his test results, paper facing down, he didn’t have the guts to look at it until he was sitting down.
Both times Jongin takes a deep breath before flipping his exam paper to see the results.
And both times he smirks triumphantly.
The tanned dancer shoots a message to Kyungsoo, asking if he’s by any chance busy later since he had already made up his mind on what he wants to ask from Kyungsoo.
Which is why they’re in this situation now.
With Kyungsoo standing in Jongin’s room in black stockings, a skirt and cute panties that are seen through the almost transparent fabric.
Jongin is one lucky motherfucker to get 90% and 85% on biology and math respectively.
Giving him three favors, and even luckier, since he convinced Kyungsoo that wearing the clothes is just one favor since it’s all happening at the same time. His white shirt is still in place but it only enhanced the look that Jongin had been craving to see on Kyungsoo.
“You’re a pervert, you know that?” Kyungsoo grumbles, acting annoyed, his face lighting up into a pretty pink up to his ears, yet his legs do that nervous habit of fidgeting in place effectively taking Jongin’s attention.
“Honestly went through a mental breakdown because of those thighs in stockings, hyung.” Jongin answers, shame completely out of the window. Kyungsoo upholds his end of the deal, might as well give him the honesty since the older one already sees him as the pervert that he is. “But hey at least this pervert got the motivation to go beyond the passing grade right?” Jongin gives a cheeky smile.
The look of annoyance on Kyungsoo’s face slowly ebbs away as his lips form something akins to a smirk. To Jongin's surprise the shorter man suddenly started to walk over to him in a seductive manner. Hips swaying as the skirt follows the movement and stocking clad feet make a dull sound on the carpet as Kyungsoo saunters over to Jongin.
He found something new about his short tutor. Jongin feels his stomach flip and hear his heartbeat in his ears when Kyungsoo suddenly leans close to his right ear.
Hot breath hits his skin, making it tingle and send goosebumps to his arm.
"If I knew this would make you do a better job on your exams I would have worn it earlier you know."
This is certainly unexpected to Jongin. Who knew his cute and initially shy tutor could be so hot when confidence is filling him up.
Jongin’s mouth goes dry when Kyungsoo runs his fingers on those thighs of his, nimbly tracing patterns on the fabric, lightly scratching it. The action is partly hypnotizing but also coils a feeling in Jongin’s stomach.
“You know,” Kyungsoo’s deep voice whispers, he smirks when Jongin groans when he pinches the stocking and lets it snap into place. “Me wearing this reminds me that you didn’t redeem what you paid for in the fundraising.”
“Yeah?” Jongin breathes out as if he was out of breath, eyes falling half lidded as they trace over what Kyungsoo’s fingers are doing. Jongin isn’t sure if he should touch but he very much wants to do so. His legs fall from its crossed position to a spread one to accommodate the shorter one, his arousal obvious and it made Kyungsoo keen.
“You left about 25,000 won, you know?” Kyungsoo’s fingers left his thighs to go to Jongin’s nape, deftly caressing the hair there. He bravely straddles the tanned dancer, plush thighs over toned muscular ones. “I don’t think that’s fair that we didn’t give you anything.”
“10,000 I should get a kiss, what does 25k get me?” Jongin smirks when Kyungsoo leans closer so their lips ghost over each other, no one giving in even if the tension is strung up like a string of a bow, ready to snap at any given moment. Tanned hands gingerly trace the stocking clad thighs he had been fantasizing for weeks now, lightly gripping near the underside of Kyungsoo’s ass. Jongin groans at how soft it is as Kyungsoo gasps at the sudden action.
“A kiss too, but…” Kyungsoo lightly pecks Jongin’s soft lips with his own, breaking it so fast and chuckling when Jongin seems to follow his lips when he does. “...It could lead to more than kissing.”
With that, Jongin lunges forward to take Kyungsoo by surprise this time. The shorter one lets out a squeak, wrapping his arms on Jongin’s shoulder as the latter hungrily kisses him. The light grip Jongin originally had on his legs tightens, the feeling of the stockings sends a jolt of arousal in the dancer as he pulls Kyungsoo closer.
They fought for dominance, Kyungsoo surprising Jongin once again for giving him a good fight. He finally relents when Jongin bites his bottom lip, making him let out a surprised moan and giving Jongn the opportunity to slide his tongue inside that sweet mouth. Their kiss is heady, hurried and messy but neither are bothered about it. If not it made them even more impatient with Kyungsoo grinding on Jongin’s lap for some friction and the latter squeezing his ass.
The velvety feeling of the stockings on Kyungsoo’s ass is sending Jongin’s sanity over the edge. He’s conflicted, on one hand he wants to rip the offending fabric away because it gets in the way of the thick ass he wants to take a bite off but on the other the tease is partly the reason why he’s going insane.
Then an idea pops into Jongin's head.
Without warning, he lightly pushes the eager boy off the kiss, a whine escaping the heart shaped lips as Kyungsoo tries to capture his lips once again but Jongin leans away with a smirk on his lips.
“Come on, you can’t use that against me.” Kyungsoo pouts, pretty eyes blinking in quick succession making Jongin chuckle and place a quick peck on Kyungsoo’s chin where the three moles are at. The sweet gesture made the other visibly relax.
“I wanna try something, so I’m gonna use my second request for it.” Jongin pats Kyungsoo’s ass so he can get off for a bit. When Kyungsoo obeys, standing at the foot of the bed with a questioning look, as Jongin takes off his shirt and lays on his bed, he pats his chest. “C’mere.”
Kyungsoo is confused on what he should do, putting a knee on the bed as he hesitates before moving towards Jongin's chest, straddling him once again. When he's close enough, Jongin manhandles him so he's lying on top of the taller man with his ass facing towards Jongin's face and Kyungsoo facing the other’s crotch.
Kyungsoo can feel his face burning up on the position they're at, the confidence he has earlier drains out of him. He shyly tries to scoot towards Jongin's straining cock, thinking the other wants it to be sucked and have a view but then large, rough hands suddenly grips his thighs and pulls back. Kyungsoo felt hands snaking upwards to lift the skirt over the curve of his ass, hot breath near it.
"J-Jongin, what-"
"It's even better than I've imagined…" Jongin cuts Kyungsoo off, caressing the stocking clad ass presented to him. Groping it, sometimes spreading them and suddenly letting go to see how much the stockings restrain them as they bounce, the sight made his stomach churn and cock harder. "I knew they were soft to the touch but damn, it looks better up close, makes me want to eat you out."
Kyungsoo blushes hard at the statement, hiding his face in his hands at the lewd remarks. He never guessed Jongin would be the one to dirty talk, much more saying to basically rim him.
It took him by surprise why Jongin suddenly bites his left butt cheek, flinching at the sting but moaning when he felt a wet tongue running over the area to soothe it. "Jongin, h-hold on, I can just suck you off, you don’t have to- “ Kyungsoo didn't get to finish his sentence, moaning when the taller male licked the cleft of his ass over the panties and stockings.
The way Jongin’s fingers dig into Kyungsoo’s thighs and how the shorter male’s legs spread made the stockings tear, showing a sliver of skin and the cute panties on the black semitransparent fabric. It gave Jongin a devious idea, smirking as he hooks a finger on the middle of Kyungsoo’s asscheeks where a hole is forming and pulls, tearing the stockings to make the hole larger.
Jongin moved the panties to the side to reveal Kyungsoo’s hole, and the sight made his smirk wider and cock twitch.
“You’re telling me to stop when you prepared yourself for me already.” Jongin traces a dry finger over the rim, feeling the loose hole be wet, slippery and ready for him that it gave way for his finger easily. “Don’t tell me you were waiting for me to ask to fuck you. Did you get ready when I called you? Preparing this slutty hole for me?”
At this point Kyungsoo is trembling at how turned on he is, whining and shaking his head.
“Oh? Are you just this slutty that you’re prepared for just any cock to fuck you silly?” Jongin growls and when Kyungsoo doesn’t respond this time, he spanks that tempting ass, making the biology major cry out loud and topple a bit to the side. “I need an answer, hyung ”
“No! You’re the only one I want to fuck me…” Kyungsoo looks back, normally wide eyes are half closed, glasses foggy, lips red from biting too much and face sweaty and flushed from the degrading treatment he’s receiving. “I- I’m not expecting this, but the thought of seeing you today turned me on earlier and I had to get off.”
That little tidbit is a surprise, Jongin has to admit, but it did make him groan at how hot Kyungsoo is at this moment. Jongin suddenly leans in and gives the hole a long lick, before peppering kisses over it. He can taste the lube Kyungsoo used earlier, moaning at the tight heat imagining how it would feel on his cock as well.
Kyungsoo on the other hand is in pure bliss. He’s never been rimmed before since his previous partners all strayed away from that and just went straight to fucking. But Jongin? He prolongs the pleasure before taking it away and gives it tenfold. Even if Kyungsoo’s own cock is still in the confines of stocking and panties, it’s not as painful as he expected.
It made Kyungsoo guilty. He's the only one getting the pleasure, turning his head to look in front of him where he expects Jongin’s cock is still in pants. To his surprise, Jongin had already had his hard member out, giving it long strokes and a thumb teasing at the tip.
That won’t do.
So Kyungsoo gently moved Jongin’s hand off the huge cock, replacing it with his own. Both him and Jongin moan when Kyungsoo wraps his hand on it and pumps it. Jongin because of the sudden pleasure and Kyungsoo because he didn’t expect how big Jongin is, his whole hand can’t cover it with the cock head poking through. After a few strokes, Kyungsoo puts it in his mouth, the same time Jongin probes his hole with his tongue and finger.
It was when Jongin rubs Kyungsoo’s cock through the layer of fabrics did Kyungsoo stop sucking him off, letting out a drawn out moan as he continued stroking the other’s cock with his hands. “Jongin… Jongin! Please, stop, wanna cum with- ah! You… your cock!”
Jongin relents, leaning away from Kyungsoo’s ass and admires his work before patting on Kyungsoo’s ass so they can position themselves better. Kyungsoo is gently put on his back, shirt off but skirt still in place, as Jongin raises the stocking clad legs and bends the older man, ankles almost touching his ears.
“Fuck, look at you…” Jongin trails off, eyes raking over the erotic sight in front of him. Those sinful stockings had tears on them, the hole on the crotch had gotten wider that Kyungsoo’s balls and some of his cock had peek through along with his hole. “... Never been so turned on in all my life, holy shit.”
Jongin is about to reach towards his drawer for some condoms when Kyungsoo whines and shakes his head. “In Jonginnie, please I want to feel it inside.”
Who is Jongin to deny Kyungsoo when he’s begging like that?
The taller male lines up his cock and slides in on one go. Kyungsoo cries out loud, hands flying to grip on the pillow under his head, eyes shutting and eyebrows furrowing. He gave Kyungsoo a few to adjust, seeing as how wound up his tutor was, Jongin peppers kisses on his neck, cheeks and pecks on his lips as well to somehow ease the pain.
When Kyungsoo loosens up and relaxes, Jongin starts to withdraw his hips until only his cockhead is inside and snaps them back in, making Kyungsoo moan, his glasses bouncing up from the force.
“Oh, god, fuck Jongin there! Please! Faster! Aah-!” He moans, saying just anything as Jongin keeps up the fast and rough pace. Kyungsoo’s eyes are glazed, his hair matted with sweat, nipples perked up even though there wasn’t much stimulation. The short skirt is flipped up, stockings all ripped and holding to thin threads as his cock is confined still in the panties.
With how Jongin thinks Kyungsoo is very pretty right now with his glasses skewed, makes him think he might also have a glasses fetish growing in him.
Jongin will find out next time.
When Kyungsoo let out a drawn out moan and his legs twitched, he knew the short tutor had come untouched. Jongin gently took Kyungsoo’s legs and draped them on his wide shoulders, relentlessly thrusting in the tight heat, chasing that high until he spills inside of Kyungsoo.
Jongin is the first one to catch his breath after collapsing on Kyungsoo, pecking on those cute lips when he pulls out as he comes down from the high. He belatedly notices how Kyungsoo is tracing patterns on his back after wrapping his arms around the tanned male. The act is adorable to say the least, but he needs to clean the both of them up.
So reluctantly, Jongin pushes himself off to stand up and gently takes off the skirt and the destroyed stockings off Kyungsoo’s person, making the other blush at the sweet act. However it intensified when Jongin took the panties off him, he tried to subtly put it in his pocket.
Jongin goes to the bathroom and comes back with a wet towel to wipe Kyungsoo from the fluids, and throws the towel in a hamper and sits on the bed next to Kyungsoo.
“That’s all I can do right now, we gotta wait for the bathtub to fill in.” Jongin says as he pats Kyungsoo’s head, running his hand through his hair. “You okay?”
Kyungsoo nods, suddenly getting shy at the sweet gesture he’s receiving. “It was great, I loved it, thank you.”
“Thank you? You say it as if I did you a favor when it's the other way around.” Jongin chuckles, not stopping on his small touches. This time he’s swiping his thumb on Kyungsoo’s flushed cheeks, admiring the pretty shade of pink and the soft aftersex glow the other is emitting. “Also what’s got you suddenly shy? It’s as if I didn’t fuck your brains out.”
Kyungsoo whines, rolling to face away from the others with how embarrassed he is. “W-Well, you try to sleep with your crush and see if you don’t get shy…”
Wait
“You have a crush on me?” Jongin thinks he couldn’t be more surprised with how his tutor is. He honestly thought Kyungsoo at most tolerated him.
“I do,” Kyungsoo sounds resigned, but Jongin doesn’t understand why. “If this makes it super awkward, we can just not talk about it or each other again…”
“Just a sec, let’s take things one at a time.” Jongin rolls the pale male over to see the unshed tears yet the pretty blush is still in place. “Since when? At noona’s cafe?”
“At the dance department’s recital when you and Sehun opened for it when you were in freshman year.” Kyungsoo mumbles still not looking at Jongin. “It only grew when I started working at Kamong…”
Okay maybe Jongin is a bit stupid when it comes to people who are crushing on him, but Kyungsoo is either too subtle or he really didn’t see the signs to make it seem he’s uninterested in the tanned dancer for a long time.
“Okay we got that out of the way, now why would it make it super awkward that we fucked?”
The dumbfounded look on Kyungsoo’s face would be funny if Jongin isn’t curious for the answer.
“Because! I have feelings for you??”
“And so?”
“You don’t have any for me??”
“We just fucked.” Jongin deadpans. “Clearly I have some.”
“You and I both know it's not the same.” Kyungsoo tries to scowl but it turns into a cute pout.
“Not yet, but I know it’s going there.”
“You’re just talking out of your ass, you don’t even know me that much”
“Well, I’m more than willing to do so.”
“W-what?”
“I do still have one last favor to ask,” Jongin smiles, gazing softly, taking Kyungsoo’s hand and caressing it with his thumb tenderly. “Can I ask for you to be patient with me? I just know it isn’t hard to like you, but we can get to know each other better with a few dates.”
Kyungsoo didn’t know what to say, if someone said that his crush would fuck him while he’s crossdressing and then ask him to date, he wouldn’t believe them.
It irks him that it’s exactly what Baekhyun told him when he’s helping out at the fundraising.
But Kyungsoo’s glad he’s wrong.”
“Okay then, I’d be happy to.” Jongin kisses him at the answer, both smiling with their connected lips.