✔ Oh My, Princess?!

OMP 46

I woke up feeling like my head's going to burst open. I groaned and clutched on it tightly.

"Here, drink this." I jumped when I heard yoda's voice.

"Yoda! You're back!" I leaped up to him but then gasped.

"Wait... you were really there last night?" I tilted my head and I looked down to find myself in nothing but an oversized shirt.

"Did you dress me?" I asked quietly, eyeing him.

"Yes cause someone swam on their own vomit." I cringed as I remember that tiny memory and pouted as I drank the medicine he gave me.

I'm on the bed on my knees, sitting on my sole, my hands clasped on my lap with my head down while he goes on and on about drinking especially when he's not around as he paced back and forth in front of me with his hands on either side of his waist.

"Do you understand Mrs. park?" I nodded even though I lost him in the middle of his speech.

"Good. Always remember to tell me where you're going." I was distracted with the thing on his neck. I can feel my legs start to numb so I crossed my legs.

"The mark I made!" I pointed out and he glared

"What?"

"Hickey?" I questioned back.

"Hickey? Hickey?! This!" He pulled the collar of his shirt and showed me his neck.

"Isn't a hickey. This is a bite mark!" He huffed.

"But I just followed what lisa did." I mumbled.

I gasped when I was suddenly pinned down on the bed and his lips were on my neck. "No. They'll see." He grumbled and his face hovered above mine. I rapidly blinked.

"Lesson number 3. This is how you make a hickey." I was shocked when cold air brushed my stomach when he pulled my shirt up (just enough to cover my chest) but was immediately replaced with heat as I felt his tongue on my rib, his hands holding down my waist and a breathy sound came from the back of my throat when I felt him suck. It sent shivers down my spine and I pushed him gently, heat creeping up my cheeks. I didn't want him to stop but I feel clammy.

"I feel like peeing." I mumbled and he laughed, putting my shirt back to place and shook his head as he looked at me.

"What am I gonna do with you?" He chuckled

"Uh... let me pee?" He laughed again and rolled on his back, laying next to men covering his face.

"You're turned on." My brows furrowed.

"Turned on?" He sighed and propped his elbow and turned to me side ways.

"Hmmm." I was waiting for him to elaborate.

"You know that feeling when there's butterflies in your stomach? And you feel tingly sensation like you want to pee?" Exactly. I wanna pee.

"How do I explain this.." he sat up and looked up again.

"You remember when you thought this was a sword?" He looked down and I nodded.

"When a guy gets turned on, that is what happens. If a girl gets turned on..." his eyes went down to my shirt then quickly back to me.

"Something hardens too... as they say." He cleared his throat "and you will feel like peeing for some reason but it's not pee."

"Then what?"

"You're aroused."

"What's aroused?" He looked up again like he's having an inner battle. He mumbled something like fuck it.

"Lesson number 4 and 5. French kiss and Arousal." His lips crashed on mine and he straddled me. I remember what he taught me before and followed the movement of his lips then I felt his tongue wet my lips making me gasp. When my mouth opened his tongue darted inside and met mine. I moaned and I felt something again. There's this feeling building up.

I wrapped my arms on his nape and I feel something poke my stomach. It was new feeling. I pulled him closer, clinging to him for dear life and bucked my hips. I whimpered when he let go.

"There. You want more? Did it feel like we're not close enough?" I nodded, panting.

"That's you being aroused or turned on and so am I." I pulled him back and tasted him one more time. I feel like floating.

"Lesson number six. Necking." He murmured against my jaw, then his kisses trailed down to my neck. My eyes clouded and my hands curled up on his hair.

"Yeol." I moaned his name and he stopped again. He rested his forehead on my collar and panted.

"That's it for today." He got up and went to the bathroom, leaving me feeling hot and bothered. Did he turn off the air con? I was sweating. I got up but my knees were wobbly. My chest is still heaving up and down and I remember how his lips–his mouth felt on my skin. I slowly got up and walked towards the bathroom when I hear his grunts and groans. I knocked and he stopped

"Yoda? Are you ok? Are you hurt?" I asked in concern.

"Yes. I'm fine. G-go back to bed." He sounded like he's holding his breath.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." I sighed and hesitantly walked back to the bed. He went out a few minutes later looking flushed. I bit my lip, eyeing him.

"Ok, listen." I nodded

"Do not tell them about this ok? This is our... private.. lessons." He avoided my gaze and sighed.

"I won't." I raised my palm open

"Promise." He raised a brow

"You won't promise?" I giggled. "I promise not to tell." He nodded

"But yoda.. there's one thing I was curious too...." he looked up to me expectantly

"At the club, there's this couple that danced rather... provocatively."

"And?" He raised both his brows

"Was it lisa? She said that they're not dancing and called that thing... ah! dry humping?" He suddenly cussed a bunch of words and then slumped down to the bed and buried his face with pillows.