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Ride 752: Preliminary battle!!

Pag 1

1: A “mountain” we have to overcome

He meant winning this race!!

2: Manami-san against the big shot of Chiba, the two-times national champion, the “Mountain King”!!

3: Yeah, it's a preliminary inspection for the Inter High

4: So in Kyuushu, huh!!

So exciting

5: It wasn't Kyuushu but Chiba, but......

Pag 2

1: This is the best possible “preliminary inspection”!!

Pag 3

2: Onoda said “got it”.....!!

3: Crap, their concentration rose up!!

4: Manami-san plans on going to the Inter High after beating the strongest!!

5: They both got up from their saddles....

Pag 4

1: And accelerated!!

Pag 6

1: They ran away in an instant!!

2: Onoda!!

Onoda-kun!!

3: Onoda-san!!

4:Ahhh what's going on....

A race against a guy from Hakone Academy!? We ran into him by chance!? And in like two minutes!? Suddenly!?

Pag 7

2: Manami-san!!

3: But....

Onoda-san and Manami-san's fated match-up....

Wow.....

4: I can see it so soon!!

Pag 8

1: It's going to be super good!! We have to see it!!

Let's chase them, Danchiku!! Hahaha

5: What, why aren't you moving, Danchiku....

What's going on, Naruko-san, Imaizumi-san

Why aren't you chasing them!?

Pag 9

1: No no, think about it, Kabu

Chasing those two on a mountain....

They're climbing seriously, right?

2: The two finalists on the mountain during the Inter High both last year and the year before

3: Guah!! I see

So we can't catch up!?

4: Even Danchiku!!

5: Well... then I guess we won't see it

Boring....

Yeah, we'll hear the results later

6: You're always impulsive from the start. Think more, use your head

Nah, I'm a genius haha

What's 500+8?

Easy, it's 580!!

Teh!?

Pag 10

1: “Teh”!?

No, wait- it's 508!!

You answered right away...

What, why are you looking at me with pity, it was just a simple slip of the tongue!

2: Huh?

I know a guy who says “teh”!?

3: From when I was in middle school....

4: I even talked about him earlier!?

5: No no no, it can't be

6: Calm down, I'm a cool guy

Let's assess Sohoku's strength now

Pag 11

2: Shara....!?

Teh...!?

3: If there's someone who can catch up to those two from here

5: Then that guy

6: In this year's Inter High's

Pag 12

1: He would be the on e to win.... huh!?

Pag 14

1: A mountain bike!?

2: What!?

3: A mountain bike.....!? Don't tell me that this guy is-

4: Waaaa!?

5: A bike fell

6: From the sky!!

Pag 15

1: Yon

4: The mountain bike, a mechanical bike with suspension made precisely for the off-road!!

5: Let me ask you one thing, yon

Pag 16

1: Who's this!?

This guy's huge!!

2: The guys running ahead

3: are Onoda-kun and his rival from Hakone Academy!?

Pag 17

2: What's up with this guy's pressure!!

That's.... right.....

Pag 18

1: Ryosei.....!? Gunma Ryosei....!!

2: Don't tell me you're-

Thanks-chai

3: Naruko, that guy-

4: A mountain bike!? What's with this guy's pressure!

This one really is a cool guy!!

5: I'll try to chase them, yon

Pag 19

1: Chase them!? Hahaha

Now, with a mountain bike!?

6: That guy is

Pag 20

1: The two-times champion of the MTB cross-country Inter High, Kiji Kyuui!!

Pag 21

4: For real!?

4: I'll chase them, yon

Pag 22

1: That's my impulse!!

2: That's the guy who right after founding the club and taking members in

3: won the prefectural qualifications with overwhelming power

And this year, as Gunma representative, will run

4: in the road racing Inter High!!

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #ride 752 #ahhhhhhh theyre gonna meet sooooon!!!! asdsfghdks i cant wait #also was that a foreshadowing that kiji will win the ih lmao #btw issa saying that 500+8 is 580 gsajdfasfd why is he exactly like my students #like really my students could definitely answer that lmao im not proud of that i admit #anyway everyone saying 'no way we can catch up with them do you even know who they are and how fast they are' is so funny to me lmao #AND ALSO ALSO!! roku-chan and tobirama!! are we gonna see them interact properly next chapter???? *eyes emoji*#cant wait!!#tobi recognizing roku from the way he says 'teh' is so cute to me

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violet-1atte · 10 months

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Kinktober Day Thirty: Professor/Student - Chan/Jeongin

Tags: Prof!Jeongin, student!Chan, age swap, age gap, taboo relationship, semi-public sex (office), thigh riding, blowjob

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Chan adjusted the strap of his bag on his shoulder and took a deep breath. He had read the label on the door at least three times already. Dr. Yang Jeongin. His music theory professor. And the man he had been pining after since he had started college the year before. Jeongin was one of the youngest professors at the university at thirty years old, and it was no secret that half of the student population had crushes on him. He was hot, and Chan was not going to deny that. He was included in the population that liked him after all.

That was why he was so nervous. This was his first time coming to Jeongin’s office. And the worst part was, he did not have innocent motives. Sure, his grade in the class wasn’t that great and the recent homework he had gotten on music theory was too complicated for even the most seasoned musicians to understand, but that was not why he was there. He wasn’t there for help. He was there for Jeongin.

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Chan clenched and unclenched his fists. He could do this. He had put a little more effort in his appearance today. He was wearing a pair of ripped skinny jeans that made his ass look amazing and a crop-top that showed off his hard-earned abs, and he had done a bit of smokey eyeliner. He thought he looked pretty good and he just hoped Jeongin thought so too.

He finally knocked on the office door and heard Jeongin call, “Come in!” from the other side. A thrill passed through Chan’s body and he opened the door, stepping inside Jeongin’s office. Jeongin was sitting at his desk, flipping through some papers, and when Chan entered he smiled. “Chan-ah, come in! What brings you here?” Another thing that everyone loved about him was how nice he was. But Chan wasn’t hoping for niceties.

He set his bag down and stretched a little bit. His top rose up, landing just underneath his pecs. “Ah, so you know how my grades are, yeah? And the new homework you gave us,” he started, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt. “I was just…I dunno, I just want to do good in the class, but I’m having a hard time.” He could do better if he really tried, but Jeongin was a huge distraction. Half the time he ended up staring at him instead of writing notes. And sometimes, he felt like Jeongin looked back. But he never wanted to assume.

“Alright,” Jeongin said with a nod. “You’re right, your grades in this class aren’t…the best , but you’re doing great in all your other classes.” Chan gulped. “Is there any particular reason you might be struggling in my class?”

Someone in the hall giggled as they walked by and Chan’s heart raced. “I don’t know. I feel like I…might be getting a little distracted in class.” He tried to stifle his nerves as he looked Jeongin up and down. “And the material is more difficult to understand.”

Jeongin met his gaze and adjusted his glasses. “Okay…distracted? By what, Chan-ah?”

Chan loved when Jeongin said his name. It flowed off his tongue like honey. “I think you know, yeah?” he said, dropping his head a bit so that he could look at Jeongin through his lashes. Jeongin immediately caught on. He swallowed visibly and straightened up a bit.

“Chan…” He said his name like a warning but Chan wasn’t listening.

“I really need your help, Professor,” he said, pouting. “I want to be a good student.”

Jeongin tongued his cheek and the action made Chan’s stomach swoop. “I’m your professor…I don’t…I don’t think this is appropriate.”

Chan tilted his head innocently. “What? I’m just asking for help. I don’t get it.” He took a couple slow, deliberate steps towards Jeongin’s desk and placed his hands on the edge of it.

“Don’t play that game. You know exactly what you’re doing,” Jeongin said, eyeing Chan pointedly.

“That’s the problem, I don’t think I do. So tell me, please Jeongin-ssi, is there something I can do? Any extra credit I can do at all to bring my grade up?” Chan asked, continuing to play up his act. Jeongin’s gaze hardened and a shiver went down Chan’s spine.

“I don’t think so,” he said, but there was some hesitance in his voice. Chan leaned in a bit and Jeongin’s breath hitched. Hook, line, and sinker.

Chan’s top stretched across his chest as he leaned over his hands. He watched with giddy excitement as Jeongin’s eyes went from his face to his defined pecs and then back to his face like it was nothing. Oh he wanted him so badly. “Are you sure? There’s nothing at all?”

“Chan-ah I can’t–” Jeongin wet his lips. “I can’t do that. Not for extra credit. That’s wrong.”

He frowned and let out a little sigh. “Okay…but what if I want to do something whether extra credit is involved or not?” He looked Jeongin up and down and his stomach sparked with arousal at the way Jeongin’s breathing turned shallower.

“I’m your professor. And I’m ten years older than you,” Jeongin stated, but it sounded like excuses in Chan’s ears.

“I’m an adult and that doesn’t matter to me. Do you want it or not?” he asked. “I promise you won’t regret it.”

Jeongin tongued his cheek and looked from Chan to the door and then back to Chan. He narrowed his eyes. “Chan-ah, shut the door. I want to discuss something important with you.” Chan’s eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat. He wasn’t expecting Jeongin to actually agree. He was expecting to get totally rejected and sent from his office with his metaphorical tail between his legs.

“I said shut the door.”

Chan was brought back to the moment and he quickly nodded, making his way over to the door to close it. “Yeah, sorry.” When he turned around, Jeongin was getting up from his desk, his finger hooked around the neck of his tie to loosen it. Any of the previous shyness in Jeongin’s demeanor was gone, replaced with the Jeongin Chan had seen whenever students were acting up or someone decided to disrespect him. It made his whole body tingle.

As Jeongin stepped into his personal space, he was suddenly hyper aware of their height difference. Jeongin didn’t tower over him, but he was tall enough that he had to look up to make direct eye contact.

“You know, I could lose my job,” Jeongin said as he cupped Chan’s cheek.

“I wouldn’t let that happen. I’m not going to go around telling everyone,” Chan said with a slight frown. Jeongin huffed out a gentle laugh and his fox-like eyes crinkled a bit around the edges.

“I know. You’re good, Chan,” he said, his voice softening. It ran over Chan like velvet. “I just want you to know. This is a big risk. I think that should tell you what you do to me.”

A full-body shiver hit Chan full force and he sucked in a breath. “Oh.”

Jeongin smirked and it twisted Chan’s stomach in delicious ways. “Mhm. Oh .” His other hand found Chan’s waist and then suddenly his lips were on his and they were kissing. Chan instantly became puddy in his hands. His knees felt weak so he grabbed onto his shoulders to stabilize himself and pressed his body against his. His lips were so soft and the warm scent of his cologne invaded Chan’s lungs, making him dizzy. The rush kissing Jeongin gave him was instantaneous. His heart had already been beating a thousand miles a minute, but now he was worried people outside the door could hear it. He was kissing Jeongin. His professor. Jeongin was kissing him .

He was quickly growing hard in his jeans and it only got worse when Jeongin began using his tongue, flicking the tip over his bottom lip before dipping in to taste him. Chan had a lot of experience with kissing and he knew he was good at it, but Jeongin was godly. It was clear he had a lot of experience and that thought made Chan shudder. While he had a lot of experience kissing, he didn’t have a lot of experience with sex. Fuck, he wanted Jeongin to teach him. He wanted him to make him never want anyone else.

A whine crawled up Chan’s throat and he dug his fingers into Jeongin’s shoulders. “Professor,” he mumbled against his mouth. Jeongin continued kissing him and the constant press of his lips made it hard to think. But his pants were starting to feel so tight and desperation was beginning to tug at his stomach. “J-Jeongin-ssi, please.”

“Mm?” Jeongin hummed, pulled back a bit. “What do you want?”

“I’m–fuck—you’re such a good kisser,” Chan groaned. Jeongin smiled widely in amusement.

“I could say the same about you.” He stroked Chan’s cheek with his thumb, then moved his hand to the back of Chan’s head to tangle his fingers in his dark locks. “So tell me, what do you want? I don’t have anything here since I wasn’t really expecting any of my…students…to proposition me. But there’s still things we can do.”

He pushed his thigh between Chan’s legs and he gasped, mouth falling open. He rolled his hips forward without even thinking and Jeongin grinned. “Yeah? You want to get off on my thigh like this?”

Chan’s cheeks burned with shame but he continued grinding down on Jeongin’s thigh. The stimulation was perfect and Jeongin’s thigh was solid and muscular. He wasn’t as built as Chan himself was, but he was still strong and solid.

Jeongin pushed his thigh up to meet the movement of his hips and the moan he let out was far too loud. If anyone had passed by at that moment, they would have heard. There was a tug to his hair and he whined again. “You’re so sensitive. And so loud. You have such a pretty voice, just like when you sing. But you’re gonna have to hold back for me now.”

Chan swallowed thickly and nodded. He bit his bottom lip and did his best to swallow down his noises even when Jeongin dipped his head to mouth at his neck. He kissed just below his jaw and then began kissing down, occasionally grazing his teeth along his skin. He didn’t suck–it was too risky to send Chan out of his office with marks–but that was okay. Just the wet press of his mouth was enough to make the heat in Chan’s stomach grow like a wildfire.

He continued rutting against Jeongin’s thigh, biting his lip so hard it tasted metallic. The friction against his cock was almost painful but the pleasure dampened the pain so he didn’t stop. When Jeongin licked up the column of his throat and tugged on his hair again a moan vibrated in his throat and his cock throbbed.

“You gonna come on my thigh?” Jeongin asked, the brush of his lips sending tingles all over Chan’s skin. His eyes rolled back and he nodded.

“Yeah. Yeah, ‘m gonna come,” Chan breathed, still trying to keep his voice low even though all he wanted to do was cry out Jeongin’s name. It was embarrassing that he had gotten close this fast, but he had been craving Jeongin for so long. He’d already been semi-hard the moment he walked into his professor’s office.

“Thought with all that confidence you’d hold out a little longer,” Jeongin teased.

Chan trembled. The words shot straight to his cock even though shame burned hot in his gut. “I’m–I’m not the most experienced,” he admitted. Jeongin’s breath hitched and he exhaled shakily.

“I’m surprised. You’re so beautiful. I would’ve thought other students would be lining up to have you,” he said before kissing the side of his neck.

“Yeah? They–I dunno. I’ve only wanted one person here.”

A hum vibrated against Chan’s skin and he shivered. He was so sensitive all over. It felt like every sense was heightened to new levels and it was almost too much. Everything was so hot–Jeongin’s mouth on his neck, his thigh between his legs, the throbbing of his heavy cock as he grinded against him–he felt like he was going to explode.

The familiar tightening of Chan’s stomach and the tensing of his muscles came before he could even process it. When the pressure reached its peak he dropped his head to Jeongin’s shoulder to muffle his moans against him. His cock twitched pathetically in his pants, spurting cum into his underwear. It was embarrassing to come like this, even though Jeongin let him, and wanted him to. His pants were soiled and there was a wet stain forming on the front.

But Jeongin looked at him with nothing but hunger and fondness. “That’s a good boy. I knew you’d be pretty when you came.”

Chan flushed under the praise but he accepted gladly anyway. “Thank you,” he said, biting his lip. He looked down at Jeongin and took in the sight of his tented dress pants. “I want to make you come, too.” He pressed his palm to Jeongin’s erection and he hissed.

“A-ahh,” Jeongin moaned softly. It was music to Chan’s ears, prettier than anything he ever heard. But Jeongin shook his head. “I have a meeting soon. I don’t think it would be good to show up…after that.”

Chan frowned softly. “But can you show up to a meeting hard?”

Jeongin pursed his lips. “I–it can wait.”

“Please,” Chan said, removing his hand and dropping to his knees. He’d only given a couple of blowjobs before, but Jeongin could lead him. “I was good, but I need to get an A plus. I can do even better.” There was mischief in his eyes as he looked up at Jeongin and the professor could see the playfulness behind his words.

He glanced at the clock and then looked back down at Chan. When he reached to undo his belt, a giddy grin split across his face.

“You’re gonna have to swallow, Chan-ah,” he said, reaching down with one hand to thread his fingers through his hair. He pulled out his cock and saliva pooled in Chan’s mouth. He could feel himself already twitching again in his pants, but he would have to ignore that. For now.

“I won’t let a drop go to waste,” he said, determined. Jeongin smiled.

“I knew you’d like that. Now open up.”

Chan’s eyes sparkled and before he let his jaw relax, he licked his lips and said, “Yes, Professor.”

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