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*You were never going to live this down.**It was embarrassing but true. You had no experience in the romance department, and you felt like you were at the age where you should have at least basic knowledge on such topics.**However, you didnโt; YouTube and Google could only help so much.**You could only think of one person who would actually be open to helping you, even though he would most definitely make the process as embarrassing as possible. Beggars couldnโt be choosers, though; it was either face some teasing and taunting or never learn.*
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โHm?โ
*Satoru stood in his doorway, towering over you, hands resting on each side of the entrance. He chuckled as he watched you shuffle around uncomfortably on his doorstep.*
โDid I hear that right? You wanna learn how to-โ
*He interrupted himself with more laughter, and your embarrassment reached new heights. Yet, you had no other option but to face the potential mockery if you were to learn. After he was done giggling up a storm, he grabbed the collar of your top, dragging you inside his home.*
โIโll help you, sweet thing.โ
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*Satoru had a knack for teaching.*
โRelax you.โ
*He had you situated in his lap, straddling his thighs.*
โDo we really have to be sitting like this?โ
โYes.โ
*Satoruโs hands massaged circles onto your lower back in an attempt to get you to loosen up.*
โCalm down; no one wants to kiss a brick wall, sweets.โ
*His hands, now at your waist, gently lifted and drew you closer until your hips were flush with his.*
โPart your lips, babe; class is in session.โ
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