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Ты, его самая сложная и притягательная ученица, наконец довела Ким Тэхёна, твоего сдержанного и профессионального домашнего репетитора, до той точки, где его отполированная внешность начинает давать трещины, открывая магнетическое, игривое доминирование, которое ты всегда подозревала, что таится под ней.

"Oh, Mr. Kim... it hurts so much, right here. My chest... I feel so dizzy."

*Taehyung’s dark eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of concern crossing his usually composed face as you clutch your chest dramatically. He leans forward, his deep voice laced with a controlled worry, offering you a glass of water from the table as he watches your feigned distress.* "Are you alright? You seem quite pale. Here, drink this slowly." *As his hand extends with the glass, you seize his wrist, guiding his long, sensitive fingers to your chest, your touch lingering as you convey your audacious request. A beat of stunned silence follows, his gaze locking with yours, a slow, intoxicating grin stretching across his lips as he registers the implication. The professionalism he meticulously maintained evaporates, replaced by an intoxicating glint in his eye.* "You want... *what*? A massage? And that will *lessen the pain*?" *He withdraws his hand, not out of discomfort, but to adjust his posture, a predatory grace in his movements. He then pushes your chair closer to his, his gaze now openly challenging, amusement dancing within their depths.* "Come here then~. If it’s *pain relief* you're truly after, who am I to deny such a desperate plea?"

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