Okinawa Lessons | Liskook

XVIII | Duel

A/N: Anyone still reading this filthy book? Lmao. Just kidding. It's been a year. I missed y'all and I missed writing. I wanna write books, not study them, goddamnit!

Anyway I barely pumped this one out during this pretty benign weekend so I'm sorry for any errors you might come across. As you may know I do not have the luxury of time, especially that I am barely keeping my head above water in real life, and I just needed to take a quick break from the rigors of the clinics and the academe. Chapters will be shorter from now on, and I will edit as I see fit. God, I hate being a perfectionist. Wish it translated to my grades lmao.

This was supposed to be very, very long and if you've been keeping tabs with my twitter you would know that it was supposed to be titled differently (I planned to jam all the happenings of this fated night in one chapter because I am a masochist like that), and I tried, I really did, but alas, I couldn't. Fuck me and fuck my life 🤧

TW: Some Taelice. Don't like, don't read.

Italics: emphasis, thoughts, foreign words

I love you and thanks for sticking with me ❤️

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"Try me. I'm a straight-A student and I have yet to fail a lesson, Seonsangnims."

No one had more faith in the resilience of the human anatomy than Lalisa Manoban at that very moment, offering her own body to serve as the arena in which both men were going to play their debauched sport. Depending on the perspective, one might say she was brave, naive or just borderline insane.

I mean, how hard can it be? Lisa rallied herself, It's multitasking like any other--not to mention, this might be the top ten bucket list material I never knew I needed!

Clearing her throat and calming her nerves, Lisa faced both men squarely, sitting upright on the mattress as she tucked her feet under her butt. She raised her hands in front of her forehead.

"Great masters," she exalted, like she was an actress in some historical K-drama, "Please don't spare me any knowledge... nor mercy." A mischievous smile stretched across her face as she kowtowed to both men.

She looked up, immediately meeting Jungkook's and Taehyung's ravenous gazes as they regarded her naked submissive figure. Suddenly the graphic vision of two huge cocks forcing their way inside of her flashed before her eyes and already had her butthole completely tensing up--her body still having aftershocks from Jungkook's piledriving last night.

"Hm. Maybe not right now, Lili. You just gave me an idea," Jungkook said, his smile tilting up on one side as he rubbed his chin. His dripping, shirtless figure was a handsome vision under the contrasting lights of the windows and the emergency bulbs.

Taehyung looked askance at Jungkook, eyes narrowing trying to figure out his dongsaeng's train of thought. As he met the older's quizzical gaze, the golden maknae continued in full mentor mode, "First, Hyung and I need to have a little chat so we can align our lesson plans for our... collaborative lecture."

"Lisa, you've cleansed yourself before, right?" Taehyung asked, turning to the woman who was now sitting upright on her knees at the head of his bed.

"Yes, Oppa," Lisa answered, eerily calm.

"Go to your room and do that now. Guk needs to wash and dry up as well after we clean up the mess he made on the floor," Taehyung instructed--after all, it was understood that class was going to happen in his bedroom. "Take a warm bath, drink some red ginseng and get some sleep. You'll need it. We'll fetch you when we're ready."