[One easy, obvious point that Junghoon has in his favor is experience. Not just from being older, but from being a professor for more than a few years by now. He's stood up and talked in front of, and gotten to know so many students in his career already...it makes any interaction with one feel almost effortless in some ways. And that's not at all saying that he thinks it makes Seungbin easy, or less special...because that's not true at all. But it does fill Junghoon with a sense of very easy confidence when dealing with someone his age.
Besides, that's only the simplest terms of it anyway. Seungbin himself is already much easier to get along with than any ordinary student...and that just comes from who he is. Someone who not only wants to be won over, but also treated like a prize afterwards. And Junghoon is more than happy to do exactly that.
The rest of this...? Whatever you want to call this relationship between them, Junghoon doesn't know where it'll go from here. Maybe it'll stay the way it is now- something fun, and light and it'll never go very far beyond that. Or...maybe it will. Junghoon isn't the type to want to force it in one direction or another, he's fine with letting things play out between them, and taking it one step at a time. In a way, it's almost like another method of dating and figuring out how they're compatible.
For now though, there's no need to worry about the future. They can have plenty of fun right now, after all the time they'd spent dancing around this one moment.
As soon as Junghoon has the door closed and locked, he turns back towards the desk to start making his way back over. Walking- not running...he's been calm about this whole chase so far...he's not going to drop that in the last few moments before he takes his prize.
There's still a slight smirk on his face as he walks over and catches sight of Seungbin's hand against his lips...It's a wonder how beautiful the younger man can look- simply from sitting there. But Junghoon loves the sight of him on the desk...He can feel the excitement rising in his chest as he closes the distance between the two of them. As soon as he reaches the desk, he presses both hands lightly onto the other's legs- slowly sliding up along them. In the same moment, Junghoon leans over to him- like he's trying to force the other to lay back against the desk. He moves closer- letting his lips hover slightly over Seungbin's- his breath tickling over the other's face...but he still doesn't move in for a kiss just yet.]
[ Honestly, there's not as much patience about this as there seems to be. Sure, Seungbin is keeping pretty calm on the outside since he does want to seem like someone who has to be won over rather than someone who'd give himself away so easily and all, but on the inside he hasn't ever felt this desperate before. It's almost weird to him - he never felt anything when those other students kept fauning over him or trying to hit on him.. their desperation was sometimes almost weird (although amusing) to him with how he's never felt the need to get into someone's pants that badly.
But Junghoon draws that out of him. Definitely. Even as the other walks over, as he slowly plants his hands on Seungbin's legs... God, he just wants him to move on already. He wants Junghoon deep inside of him already, he wants to kiss him, he wants to be touched all over-- it takes serious effort to not act on any of the desperation and to keep his breath from quickening already, but in the end he manages it pretty well. If there's anything Seungbin is good at anyway it's keeping up appearances even with how much of a wreck he can be.
Besides... if the older guy likes him waiting patiently for him that much, then he ought to show at least some more of it, right? It'd be ideal if he could wrap his professor around his finger just as much as he feels like he's completely at Junghoon's mercy just because of his own sex drive suddenly playing up this badly.
Still he can't help but hint at it a little bit, even though he's making sure to make it sound as playful and teasing as everything else - like it's just a random suggestion instead of him about to jump out of his skin due to the sheer anticipation. ]
Then isn't it about time for me to get my reward for that...?
[ He's smiling even as he's starting to move backwards a little as the other leans over him. He's not lying all the way down just yet, but he sure is getting there - enough so that he has to move his arms up to wrap them around Junghoon's shoulders, clinging to the other lightly like that to keep himself from falling backwards further and hitting his head on the desk. ]
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Besides, that's only the simplest terms of it anyway. Seungbin himself is already much easier to get along with than any ordinary student...and that just comes from who he is. Someone who not only wants to be won over, but also treated like a prize afterwards. And Junghoon is more than happy to do exactly that.
The rest of this...? Whatever you want to call this relationship between them, Junghoon doesn't know where it'll go from here. Maybe it'll stay the way it is now- something fun, and light and it'll never go very far beyond that. Or...maybe it will. Junghoon isn't the type to want to force it in one direction or another, he's fine with letting things play out between them, and taking it one step at a time. In a way, it's almost like another method of dating and figuring out how they're compatible.
For now though, there's no need to worry about the future. They can have plenty of fun right now, after all the time they'd spent dancing around this one moment.
As soon as Junghoon has the door closed and locked, he turns back towards the desk to start making his way back over. Walking- not running...he's been calm about this whole chase so far...he's not going to drop that in the last few moments before he takes his prize.
There's still a slight smirk on his face as he walks over and catches sight of Seungbin's hand against his lips...It's a wonder how beautiful the younger man can look- simply from sitting there. But Junghoon loves the sight of him on the desk...He can feel the excitement rising in his chest as he closes the distance between the two of them. As soon as he reaches the desk, he presses both hands lightly onto the other's legs- slowly sliding up along them. In the same moment, Junghoon leans over to him- like he's trying to force the other to lay back against the desk. He moves closer- letting his lips hover slightly over Seungbin's- his breath tickling over the other's face...but he still doesn't move in for a kiss just yet.]
Mmm...waiting so patiently...
[And what a good boy, doing that just for him.]
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But Junghoon draws that out of him. Definitely. Even as the other walks over, as he slowly plants his hands on Seungbin's legs... God, he just wants him to move on already. He wants Junghoon deep inside of him already, he wants to kiss him, he wants to be touched all over-- it takes serious effort to not act on any of the desperation and to keep his breath from quickening already, but in the end he manages it pretty well. If there's anything Seungbin is good at anyway it's keeping up appearances even with how much of a wreck he can be.
Besides... if the older guy likes him waiting patiently for him that much, then he ought to show at least some more of it, right? It'd be ideal if he could wrap his professor around his finger just as much as he feels like he's completely at Junghoon's mercy just because of his own sex drive suddenly playing up this badly.
Still he can't help but hint at it a little bit, even though he's making sure to make it sound as playful and teasing as everything else - like it's just a random suggestion instead of him about to jump out of his skin due to the sheer anticipation. ]
Then isn't it about time for me to get my reward for that...?
[ He's smiling even as he's starting to move backwards a little as the other leans over him. He's not lying all the way down just yet, but he sure is getting there - enough so that he has to move his arms up to wrap them around Junghoon's shoulders, clinging to the other lightly like that to keep himself from falling backwards further and hitting his head on the desk. ]