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Teach Her, Teacher!	By : EroPrincess Category: Digimon > Het-Male/Female Views: 17938 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“You can be my teacher I'll do homework, you can give me extra credit baby I'll do more work…” Ciara; The Evolution

Lesson 5: Teach Her, Teacher!

“You did what?” Ken shouted at his best friend. He sat in the small rent office behind the desk, and Davis sat in front of it. “I always knew you were a manipulative player, but damnit, Davis” he slammed an angry fist on the desk, startling his best friend “you really fucked up this time! Taking advantage of that poor girl…”

“I'm not taking advantage of her!” Davis cried defensively. “She, she asked me to help her…uh…” he had a hard time trying to recall exactly what their agreement was about. “She wanted me to teach her all about sex.” Yeah, that was it. “She requested my help so she can attract a college friend, or some shit.”

Ken pursed his lips in an angry line and said, “I don't know how you do it, but you're not exactly kind or respectable towards women, Davis; and yet they still fall for you…”

“Hey, what can I say?” Davis smirked and shrugged nonchalantly. “Women like me for me.”

“Well, I don't want to see Kari get hurt because of your chauvinistic antics.”

“Yeah, I know.” Davis stood and started pacing the floor. “There's, there's something about her, man. Kari seems so…delicate. I tried to convince her that all I'm going to do is break her heart in the end, but she insisted.” He stopped pacing to look at his best friend. “I don't wanna hurt her, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited about teaching her all about sex.”

Ken leaned back in his leather chair and studied the redhead. “Just what are you going to teach her, exactly? If some of the stories you've shared with me are any indication of what you have in store for Kari, then you're going to scare the girl away!”

Laughing softly, Davis returned to his seat and leaned over the desk. His dark eyes held so much excitement as he thought about some of the plans he had in store for Kari. “I'm going to take it slow, very slow with her. I want Kari to experience every boundary and unleash all of her inhibitions of her thoughts about sex.”

“I gotta backtrack for a second.” Ken spoke. “Earlier you said Kari wanted your help so she could attract a college friend.”

Davis looked at the dark-haired realtor and shrugged. “Yeah, and?”

“And what I want to know is why she didn't ask this ‘friend’ to help her instead?”

I don't know and I really don't give a damn. “You know what Ken, you're a hater.”

“I'm a hater?” Ken pointed to himself and scoffed, giving his friend a look of disbelief, “How?”

“How could you try to stop a man from performing a charitable duty?” Davis wondered seriously.

“‘Charitable duty’,” Ken stood from his chair and pointed an accusing finger at the entrepreneur. “You…you're actually contemplating taking away a woman's virginity! How is that dutiful?”

“First of all,” Davis also stood and matched Ken's angry expression with his own. “I'm not taking anything; she's giving it to me! Second, I'm not contemplating anything; I'm going to do it! Third, I don't have to stand here and listen to your shit! Since when did you become holier than thou all of a sudden? You've done some pretty fucked up shit in your days, too! You have my word that I'm going to take care of her. I'm not going to treat Kari like all of the other women I've been with before. She's…she's special…” Feeling deflated, Davis sighed and sat down in his chair, again.

Ken did the same.

“If you're worried I'm going to sleep with her tonight, then you can rest assured my friend.” Davis assured him. “I said I'm going to take it slow with her, and I mean that. I don't want to make love to her until I'm absolutely sure she wants to.”

“‘Make love’?” Ken repeated Davis' words. “I don't think I've ever heard you refer to sex using those words.”

“Well, not ‘make love’ literally,” he smiled. “I just meant…”

Holding up his hand to silence his best friend, Ken said, “I knew what you meant.” Sighing, he continued. “There's nothing more I can say to change your mind, especially considering how stubborn you are. So just promise me that you'll take care of Kari, okay?”

“I will.”

- - - - -

“I still can't believe he totally ignored me, yesterday!” Kari whispered to her best friend as she told her about what happened at the restaurant the day before. “Wasn't that just awful of him?”

Yolei massaged her temples in an attempt to keep her cool. Looking at her friend and sighing deeply, she said, “No, it wasn't awful of him. We both know that Takeru does not know of your existence, and yet you continue to salivate over him. Why don't you just go and talk to him?”

“You know I can't do that.” Kari sulked. She sighed and glanced across their college's newsroom at the basketball star. She shuffled the recent pictures she just developed and asked, “What if he doesn't like me? What if he thinks I'm weird?”

“Damn, virgin,” Yolei muttered under her breath. “You know, you wouldn't be in this predicament if you would just loosen up.”

I know, and I'm hoping Davis will help me with that. “Can't you just be a good friend and introduce me to him?” Kari asked the outspoken college student.

Yolei began chuckling as she shot her shy friend a look that said, “no”. “Hell no, Kari; Takeru's your problem, not mine. How do you expect to loosen up if you don't make the first move? You never know what would happen unless you try.”

“I know and you're right,” Kari agreed, “and yet, everything you just told me has gone in one ear and out of the other.”

Yolei shook her head and giggled. “You're hopeless. You're a fucking lost cause, but I still love you, anyway.” Saving the article she finished typing on a disk, she added, “I guess the only way you'll ever contact Takeru is through your wet dreams.”

Kari instantly blushed from her friend's words. “I don't know what you mean,” she lied.

“When you go to sleep tonight, tell him I said, ‘hi’.”

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Davis paced around the living room as he wiped his sweaty palms on his slacks. He told Kari to meet him at his place at eight pm. He glanced at the wall clock: seven fifty-three pm. Why in the fuck am I nervous? It's not as if I've never been with a girl before!

To ensure their privacy Davis gave Catherine the day off, much to her chagrin. He didn't care. He wanted tonight to be special for them. It's not as if I'm going to fuck her, he stopped pacing to pick up his glass of water that rested in a coaster on the coffee table. Taking a sip, he set it down again and relaxed on the sofa.

His intercom buzzed, announcing Kari's arrival. Davis glanced at the clock again: seven fifty-seven pm. Showtime, class is now in session.

When Davis opened the door, the sight of Kari nearly astounded him. She wore a lilac cardigan, a white flower-printed sundress and sandals. She also decided to wear her hair down and matching lilac-colored clips decorated it.

However, it wasn't what she was wearing that caught Davis' attention—it was her facial expression.

Kari appeared cool, calm, collected, and he narrowed his eyes a bit—excited? She couldn't possibly be excited about tonight, could she? Davis thought, not while I'm a raging pile of nerves! Her voice erased his thoughts.

“Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to invite me in?” Kari smiled shyly as a faint blush crept against her cheeks.

Yeah, she's excited. Stepping back, Davis motioned his hand for her to enter. “Of course, where are my manners? Please, come in.”

Kari entered his suite and she made herself comfortable on his sofa. Davis locked his door and joined her. Looking down at her lap, she asked, “So, are you ready, Davis?” Her red face darkened, anticipating on what was soon to come.

Davis grabbed her chin and lifted her face. “Kari,” he stared unblinkingly into her hazel eyes. “You're nervous, you're trembling.” Hell, truth be told so was he, but Davis was experienced enough to know he couldn't show it.

Scooting back so he could lean against the arm of the sofa, Davis said, “Come here.”

Kari scooted in his direction until their thighs met, sitting next to him. Her face brightened pink from the sudden contact. Davis couldn't help but to smile.

He turned and rested his back against the arm of the sofa and stretched his legs on the cushions. He grabbed Kari by her waist and pulled her shaking form against him. “Relax,” he cooed in her ear.

“Okay,” she replied softly. She positioned her body just as he did, except her back pressed against his chest. “Now…what…?”

“Now I'm going to help you relax, that's what.” Davis answered. “Just trust me, okay?”

She nodded without replying.

Davis removed the cardigan from Kari's shoulders, revealing her creamy, soft skin. He also slid the thin straps of her dress past her shoulders, causing Kari to speak from curiosity.

“Are we…going to ‘do it’ now…?”

I wish. “Shh…” Davis silenced her. “The only thing I'm going to do is give you a massage, and you're going to enjoy it. Your body's still trembling.”

“But I thought…”

“Shh…” he silenced her, again. “No more talking, just concentrate on feeling.” Grabbing her bare shoulders, Davis kneaded his palms into her flesh, relaxing her tense muscles.

“Mmm…” Kari purred as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage. “That feels good.”

“Today's lesson is called Intimacy. Intimacy doesn't necessarily mean we have to have sex. This is about us relaxing, enjoying each other's company, and getting to know one, another.”

“But I thought this was about helping me become more confident,” Kari mused as she opened her eyes. “How can I…”

“Confidence starts with a person feeling comfortable.” Davis replied. “Your tension has eased a bit, but I know that you're still nervous about tonight; and that's what I want to focus on—you being comfortable.”

Kari only nodded as she finally understood what Davis was trying to tell her.

“Take this time to focus on feeling comfortable, and also it'll help you relax.” His massage deepened, and Kari closed her eyes again to enjoy it.

Davis' fingers trailed down her arms and he rubbed them slowly while he continued his lesson. “We can talk if you want to, or we can just lie here and enjoy each other's company, saying nothing.”

With her eyes still closed, Kari inhaled deeply, then sighed contently and asked, “What's that cologne you're wearing? It smells really, really good.”

Pressing his face in the crook of her neck, Davis inhaled Kari's sweet, vanilla and lavender scent. Trailing his hands back to her shoulders, he kneaded her muscles again and replied, “Eternity for Men by Calvin Kline. It's all I wear.”

Snuggling closer against him to feel more of his body warmth, Kari said, “It's making me feel…my senses are in overdrive; if that makes sense.”

Davis knew how she felt, exactly. He did not know what Calvin added to the cologne, but every woman he previously been with said the scent drove them wild.

Finished with his massage, Davis circled his arms around Kari's waist, keeping her close. He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss in the space between her neck and shoulder. He felt elated with he heard Kari's sigh of satisfaction.

Growing bolder, Davis tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ear. He lifted his head from Kari's neck to trail a few soft kisses around her ear. First, he kissed the top and trailed down to her lobe. Taking the pliant flesh in between his teeth, Davis gently scraped against it, and then he suckled her lobe soothingly.

After a few minutes of his oral ministrations with no response from Kari, Davis lifted his head and looked down at her. Kari's breathing evened out, and her chest rose and fell every time she inhaled and exhaled. Her body rested limply against his. It took a minute for Davis to realize she had fallen asleep.

He smiled.

I guess this means class is over for today. He tightened his hold around her, closed his eyes and fell asleep as well.

Intimacy.
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