You have a hot tutor, Heeseung.

“Can you help..?” You whine, sitting on his lap to tempt him, with a paper in your hands.

“Forgetting something, hm?” That cocky smirk on his face as his hands travel to your waist.

“Please?” You pout, purposely grinding on him, his abs clench. “Don’t tease, baby.” He takes the paper out of your hands, looking at the questions. You grind front and back, your mouth on his neck.

“Fuck it.” He throws the paper on the table and you, on the bed.