You leaned into the kiss, loving the feel of your boyfriend's lips on yours. That was, until you felt his tongue over your bottom lip. Not that it didn't feel good, exactly. It was more that... well, you'd never actually kissed with tongue before and the thought of Jimin finding you bad at it made you nervous.

You pulled back, breaking the kiss.

"Something wrong, _______?" Jimin asked, looking at you with concern. The two of you were sitting on your couch, the house to yourselves for the moment. Jimin's hand still your side lightly, emphasizing what his tone told you: he wanted you to be comfortable with this.

"No no, nothing's wrong. I mean, that was... nice... and all. It's just..."

Jimin's expression turned horrified. "Oh gods. I didn't think I was that bad."

You blinked. What?

"I'm sorry, ______, just show me how you'd prefer it and I'll..."

"No! No no no no no! That is so not it, at all!" You couldn't help but laugh a little at the very idea that Jimin was a bad kisser. Sure, you'd only kissed two guys before and one of them had been a single peck when you were a kid, but Jimin was far better than you could have wished for.

"Oh, okay." Jimin looked relieved. "So, what is it?"

"It's more me being bad. I mean... I've sort of not done this a lot..." You trailed off, feeling embarrassed to admit your lack of experience.

"I thought we were doing pretty good." Jimin whispered huskily, pulling you back towards him. You smiled into his kiss but immediately pulled away again, determined to confess your real fear.

"Ah, the thing is... I've sort of never... french kissed..." You blushed at your words but made yourself keep going, "Not that I don't want to, I just... don't know how, so like... teach me?" You peaked up at Jimin from your previous staring at your lap to find him looking back at you with an amused smile.

Pushing a stray lock of hair from your face Jimin gently said: "That's what you're worried about? No problem then, jagi. Lesson 1: open your mouth and move your tongue with mine. I'll guide you."

You felt so relieved under Jimin's gentle gaze. You'd half expected him to laugh and make light fun of you. Instead he acted exactly like you needed him to to not feel embarrassed about this.

"You ready to try?" He asked, lightly cupping your cheek.

You nodded, pressing your lips to his once more. This time, when you felt his tongue touch your lips, you parted them, letting him into your mouth.

Jimin guided you well, gently massaging your tongue with his before coaxing you into a small tongue wrestle. Before you knew it you followed when he pulled back, not wanting the kiss to end. Jimin smiled against your lips at your eagerness, pulling you further onto his lap.

When you finally did break apart you were sitting on top of him, breathing heavily. Jimin grinned wickedly up at you, leaning further back on the couch and gently squeezing your behind.

"So, ready for lesson 2?"

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A/N: Requested by Anon, original here.