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Title: Bone of Contention; Chapter 1/?
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seinen_no and fonulyn
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: DiexKaoru,
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: Kaoru is a young teacher who works his first job as a substitute teacher in a school that doesn’t have the best of reputation. In his history class there’s a certain redheaded troublemaker and determinedly Kaoru sets out to show him that studying CAN pay off too instead of just being there to trouble everyone. Their relationship takes a drastic turn though…
Comments:
seinen_no: Dears, yeah yeah, we're slow XD But damn, I hate working, did I ever say that? And how am I supposed to say how I want to set my holidays when I have no idea when Diru comes back to Europe next year, huh? I have to give the dates till 25th of January and am sweating over it. They should plan faster and then tell us. How did a friend say? It's like throwing darts at a calendar. Anyhow, I'm getting distracted…
I hope you all had a good start to the new year and enjoy this little fic that was only supposed to be a one-shot lemon but now turned out to full-length porn with a bit of a plot XD I love it nevertheless, so enjoy^^
fonulyn: heh, yes, as said above, this was supposed to only be one-shot porn but then it turned out into more than 50 pages long story with an actual plot and everything. Well, but seeing that it was supposed to be PORN, the plot is something of a typical porn-movie too not that I’ve watched those to know XD Anyways, I like it, and give it a try :D
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Written for:violet_midnight
Original request:
- pairing: KaoruxDie (Because you two are so masterful at writing these two and i'm completely in love with this pairing XD )
- genre: AU, if I can possibly request a studentxteacher relationship, it would be fantastic. Kaoru perferably as the teacher, if its not too much to ask, guys. ^^ I just imagine this sexy Kaoru with glasses, teaching with that stern voice of his and little Die looking up at him, having fantasties in class. XD and if Kao could be a subsitute (thanks Pia. XD) so he's younger? I hope its not too much to ask. ^^;
- rating: NC-17, since that's how high we can go. XD
- what I would like: crazy sex on Kaour's desk!! *clears throat* Sorry...umm.. I like rimming...non-condom sex, umm...if Kaoru tied Die down, that would be cool too, but you don't have to use that. XD fetish of the neck (like alot of kissing or even biting in the area would be great), I also like...cum shots in the face, but its again, something you don't need to do if its too much. XD *runs away blushing* Oh, and a happy ending please. <3
- what I don't want: Non-con. That's probably my only problem. No non-con for me. And no Die topping. XD No matter how tempting it would be. I need Kaoru on top.
...And I think i'm done. XD
Bone of Contention
Kaoru couldn't deny that he was nervous before his first lesson. He hadn't even finished his studies yet and still was bound to work because he needed the money. The things he had heard about this school hadn't been the best though, but he couldn't afford to be picky. He wasn't really afraid, had made his experiences on the street before he finally had been pushed into the right direction and had decided to become a teacher once.
At least the other teachers in the faculty room had welcomed him nicely, had told him about the most important procedures and finally had handed him the files of his students. He was warned about a certain troublemaker in his class, a redhead called Daisuke Andou, but he didn't pay too much attention. It wouldn't have made any sense to sweat about this before hand and after all, Mrs. Akito had been able to handle that boy before she had gone for her maternity leave.
Kaoru knew that he would have to earn his respect first, because he was hardly older than the students and they probably would try to test their limits. The principal had impressed upon him that he should keep cool and not mess around with the students. So with a pocket full of good advices, Kaoru finally stepped into the classroom. Outwardly, he was completely calm and the smile on his face honest. "Good morning. I'm Kaoru Niikura, your substitute for Miss Akito," he introduced himself and wrote his name on the blackboard.
The class wasn't exactly silent from the first moment, people chatting and messing around still despite the teacher who was already standing in the front of the classroom. Most of the students were checking him out though, covertly, from the corner of their eyes, trying to look like they weren't even interested. Everyone wanted to know what this newbie was like, and there wasn't a single pair of eyes that wasn't resting on the teacher's form at one point.
The only one who was staring bluntly was the tall, redheaded boy who sat on the right side of the middle row. He had leaned back in his seat, his legs stretched further underneath the table, and he was shamelessly staring at Kaoru, like examining everything in him carefully. He looked somewhat hostile even, or more like doubtful, obviously thinking already how to make the young teacher’s life difficult.
Kaoru noticed every single glance and it made him smile inwardly as he had been just like that not too many years ago. After writing down his name, he waited for a long moment but when the class didn't become quiet, he slammed his book down on the desk, hopping to sit next to it. "Okay guys," he began, a grin tugging the corners of his mouth. "I know that you might think history's not exactly neither the most interesting nor the most important subject, but I know some of you need this to pass. So open your books at page 237 and tell me where you stopped with Mrs Akito."
He let his gaze roam over every single face that was now looking at him, but stopped at the redhead. One could tell by this single glance already that Daisuke meant trouble, that he was used to get what he wanted, judging by the confident grin on his pouty lips. The fact that he was quite attractive probably was rather helpful as well. But Kaoru was determined not to commit himself to the boy's game and just remain cool and relaxed, waiting for what would come his way.
There was some disagreeing grumbling, but most of the students opened their books anyways, and one boy from the back row even announced that they had managed to go through half of the chapter with their teacher before she had left. Slowly, even the last ones had taken their books and opened them, but the redhead was still just staring at the young teacher, a grin tugging his lips and didn't make a single gesture to get his book.
Noticing it, Kaoru folded his arms across his chest and tilted his head. "I see, Mr. Andou knows the chapter by heart already," he stated, his voice smooth and silky. "How about telling us what the next topics are?" he suggested, gazing straight into those two black eyes ahead of him.
"How many of us do you think are interested?" The answer came instantly, amusement clearly dancing in the redhead's voice. That simple reply earned him some admiring glances from the class, and it was pretty clear that, for one reason or another, the other students looked up to this Daisuke.
"How much, do you think, I care?" Kaoru replied firmly and then hitched one of his delicate eyebrows. "But, Mr. Andou," he stressed the name in a certain way, "you should be interested unless you want to fail this class and with it the whole year." He had made his homework, knew that the redhead needed at least a B to pass this course and not repeat the year.
"Last time I checked, being active during class didn't weigh as much as the test results, Mr. Niikura." The redhead rolled his eyes theatrically, before turning his gaze back at the teacher, meeting his gaze straight. He had also put emphasis on the name, but in a way that lacked respect in every aspect.
"If you had checked carefully enough, you would've found out that it's up to the teacher to decide what's weighing how much," Kaoru replied coolly and then turned his gaze away and looked into the class. "So you all aren't interested in the topic?" he asked hypocritical and without waiting for an answer went on. "What would you rather do then?" At the end of the question, he was looking back at the tall redhead, expecting him to answer.
"How about getting the hell out of here and stop wasting our time on something totally useless?" Kaoru didn't have to wait for long since the reply came instantly, the redhead's full lips curving into a confident smirk as there were some agreeing murmurs amongst the other students.
"And what would be more useful in your eyes than a lesson of history? What would get you further, would be useful for your life after school?" the teacher kept on asking.
The answer were two slightly widened eyes, because the teenager apparently hadn't expected a question like that. He shrugged though, not looking surprised anymore after mere seconds. "I don't need to go to school anyways. Waste of time."
"So you want to start a huge career as a dishwasher?" Kaoru asked, a clearly mocking undertone in his voice. "Or maybe you get really far and become a pizza delivery guy with your own moped."
The words caused some laughter in the class and it was clearly directed at the redhead this time. There was a slight blush lingering on his cheeks, but he still met the other's gaze straight, stubbornly. "So what good will school do to me? I'd only end up a wimp like you one day."
"Maybe." Kaoru shrugged, the insult not hurting him in any way. "Depends on what you are doing with the things you learn. Nobody says you have to become a teacher."
"A wimp is a wimp anyways. No difference what you call yourself." The redhead raised his chin, obviously convinced of his point of view and not willing to let go in the slightest.
"Well, then this is now your opportunity to show that you're not a stupid wimp but clever and ready to fight for your life," the teacher answered smiling and then took the book in his hand. "History, can teach you a lot about human nature and it's full of strong minded people. Not wimps like me..."
With having said that, he again told the class to open the book and began teaching, not sparing the stubborn student another single glance. The redhead didn't open his book during that lesson, but he didn't object either, only sat more or less silently on his place. He was watching the new teacher though, somewhat lost in his thoughts as he hadn't yet figured out what this new guy was like.
Kaoru didn't bother. He knew students like Die and he also knew that sooner or later, they would comply and follow the class. For some reason, he liked this stubborn redhead even, knew that his position in class wasn't easy either since he always had to play cool, had to be strong so that none of the others dared to question his state as the head of this little society. But Kaoru also knew that this was totally unimportant later, that there were other things Daisuke should focus on and he would - hopefully - show him the right way.
After class, he didn't give them homework and simply left the room, grateful to have survived his first lesson. At least neither of the students had mocked him for his age. That was something he truly hated.
Things went on like that from then on. Daisuke was usually silent during the lessons, not disturbing them in general. But every single time an opportunity showed itself, he dropped a dry remark, a mocking comment directed either to the topic in question or their young teacher. He still didn't have his book during lessons, but at one point Kaoru noticed something change in him. It was almost as if he was actually following the lectures, despite not having the book in front of him.
Still, nothing changed really as the redhead still didn't drop his attitude, neither his role as the tough guy who was practically obligated to hate the teacher and mock him. The other students seemed to like Kaoru though, at least he had gained their respect bit by bit. That only served to make the redhead even more hostile, because he seemed to feel he was now alone responsible for making things hard in class.
After class, the students usually gathered somewhere in the yard and Die met his friends at a secret spot which wasn't visible for the teachers. There, they were able to smoke cigarettes, which was highly forbidden for youths under the age of 20. A bunch of guys already stood there when Die showed up, chatting animatedly.
"I think he's quite cool. For the first time of my life, I enjoy history lessons. He teaches not only the usual stuff but what others like to leave out," Koji, a shallow friend of Die, stated. When he noticed the redhead's appearance, he raised his gaze. "What do you say, Die?"
"I say you're full of bullshit." Die snorted, not sparing the other teen a single glance in walking past him. He leaned against the wall and only then raised his eyes to look at Koji. "He's just like all the others. You're just too dumb to see it."
The other teen chuckled a bit, shaking his head. "You really can't stand that Niikura guy, can you?" Carefully, he inched a bit closer, offering Die fire for his cigarette.
That was accepted with a grateful nod, and the redhead took a long drag from his cig before answering. "You got that one right. He just plays the cool guy, don't you see it? It's friggin' annoying how he never reacts on anything and always keeps that calm, dumb smile of his stuck on his face." Die rolled his eyes as he spoke, making clear how much he disliked the new teacher.
A part of it was just a facade though. There was something in Mr. Niikura that instantly had caught Die's attention, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It pissed him off that he couldn't figure out why the man annoyed him so much, and why he always had to argue with him about things. Besides, it annoyed him to no end how the teacher was ALWAYS cool, had never even once as much as yelled at him for disturbing the lesson. That was freaky.
Defiantly Die raised his gaze at Koji, snorting. "Just because everyone else likes kissing his ass it doesn't mean I need to follow."
The other teen lifted his hands soothingly. "Calm down. It's not like I'm kissing his ass, it's just that I think the lessons really are interesting and he actually ASKS us for our opinion. What other teacher ever did that, huh?" He pursed his lips pondering. "And you should be grateful that he's so cool, because otherwise it would've been detention for you more than once. C'mon," Koji patted Die's shoulder friendly, "it's not long and the year's over anyways. As long as you pass the course, it's okay, don't you think?"
They had known each other since primary school, but at one point Die had simply developed in another way than he and now they were only shallow friends. That was one reason why Koji didn't give much about Die's outbursts or his opinion. Still, it was important to be friends with him, seeing that he was admired by most students and the younger ones looked up to him for being the rebel.
"Yeah, but guess twice if that wonderful and admired teacher of yours is going to let me pass the course anyways." The redhead rolled his eyes theatrically. "I'm telling you, it doesn't matter if you know the subject or not, he will just give good grades to the ones that are fawning to him." He was convinced of this at least, but inwardly had to admit that he was somewhat worried if he would pass the course or not. He definitely didn't want to double a year, doing that would end up in him being the target for mocking. All the other courses and teachers he had been able to handle, but there was nothing certain when it came to this Niikura.
The comment made his friend chuckle and he shook his head. "Well, but you're neither fawning to him NOR do you know the subject. So there's a fat chance for you to fail," Koji pointed out and killed the remains of his own cigarette on the ground when the bell rang and summoned the students back to class. "Maybe you should try harder?" he suggested, already leaving.
Still, nothing changed during the classes with Kaoru; at least nothing obvious. The other students were more or less enthusiastic and listened to Kaoru's explanations carefully while Die just sat there and watched. Kaoru had tried his best to get his interest, showed with practical experiments how to make fire the ancient way and what else was possible and still didn't get a reaction from the stubborn redhead. But he was patient, at least he tried to be. Still, he wanted to win the teen over, if only because he saw so many similarities between the two of them.
The conversation with his friend had made Die think about things though, and the next lessons he was uncharacteristically silent, as he just spent his time trying to figure out what it actually was in the teacher that annoyed him so much. After a couple of lessons he got back to his old habits, this time testing his limits and trying different ways to annoy Kaoru and try to gain a reaction from him. It was all in vain though, since the teacher always kept his cool, never once let go of his calm approach and handled things his way. It on its side managed to piss Die off even more.
Kaoru knew it, was even determined to make Die snap once. He had no idea about his background, didn't know anything about his parents as there had been nothing written down in the files. There was always a way to crack somebody one way or another. He knew it, because it had been a teacher too who had once shown him that his way to lead a life wouldn't get him anywhere but into prison. Maybe Die needed something like that too and Kaoru was willing to be that kind of person.
At the end of the lesson, he stepped in front of the class, looking somewhat serious. "There has been an incident where a gay boy has been beaten up by some stupid shit-heads after school," he explained. "So tomorrow, we won't continue with our current topic but take a look at homosexuality in history. Be prepared, please."
"See, he wants to tell us a bit of his own history." Die couldn't help but to drop in a comment, whispering it to the one beside him in a loud enough voice so that the remark carried through the whole classroom and it was impossible for anyone to miss it. Some chuckles rose from different parts of the room, but some students stayed silent and even threw disapproving glances towards the redhead.
Nothing changed in Kaoru's expression, not a single sign giving away what he thought. The bell signalled that class was over anyways and slowly, the students stood up, leaving the room one by one. Die was a bit behind as he had been glaring at his teacher for too long and had missed that everybody was already gone. Just when he passed by the teacher's desk, Kaoru grabbed his wrist and practically slammed him down on the hard surface, twisting his arm so that the tall boy had no chance to free himself.
"Let me tell you something about YOUR history," Kaoru hissed straight into his ear. "If you go on like this, you either get beaten to death once or find yourself in prison. Do you know what they do with pretty boys like you in prison?" The question was hypocritical and when Die squirmed a bit, he tightened the hold he had on him, coevally leaning closer. "They will make you their girl, because inside there, you're the weak one. None of your speeches, your cool facade, nothing will help you."
Using his foot, Kaoru kicked the redhead's legs apart like showing him how easy it was, how helpless he'd be. "They will sell you to other inmates, sell you for a shot, for a pack of cigs, anything that will make their miserable lives better. A pretty boy like you will earn them quite some money." With having said that, Kaoru released Die from his grasp and straightened again, smoothing down his clothes. "So don't you dare and tell me about MY history again, is that clear?"
Die stumbled a bit when he got on his feet again, his eyes wide as he just stared at the other man bewildered. This was a side in the teacher he had never even dreamed might exist, and he had been taken completely off guard right at that moment. It sounded almost as if Kaoru was talking from experience, and that made Die wonder what kind of history he actually HAD behind him. Just then, the teacher earned more respect from Die than during all the lessons thus far, as seeing behind this cool appearance made the redhead see that he wasn't dealing with a wimp after all.
Still he didn't manage to answer anything to the question, only nodded dumbly, desperately trying to gain back his casual appearance and not to show how much the situation affected him. Inwardly, Kaoru was shaking, but he had learned not to show it. He had crossed a line he shouldn't have crossed and, even worse, he had enjoyed every single second of it. Still, he should better keep in check and not do anything stupid if he didn't want to lose this job or the chance to become a good teacher at all.
Only when Die was gone finally, he released a relieved sigh, locked the door and leaned his back against it. There definitely was something in the redhead that attracted him in a way it shouldn't and it was shown in the small bulge in his pants. At least he hoped he had shown Die that there was a difference between being a wimp and being calm. So maybe it would never ever come to a situation like that again.
As soon as Die had gotten out of the room, he had fled home, not wanting to bump into any of his friends or acquaintances while he looked slightly dishevelled like that. They still would've had a maths class that day, but he didn't care, although he knew that skipping the lesson would get him into some troubles later. It wasn't like it would be the first time though, and he knew he was able to handle the situation.
What he didn't know though was how to react to what had just happened in the classroom. He couldn't deny that he thought of his teacher differently now, respected him in an all new way. But there was something like attraction mixed in the feelings, and it scared him. He couldn't definitely be attracted to his TEACHER for God's sake! Although Kaoru wasn't more than few years older than him though, being still a student in a way himself too. Still, the realization made Die unpleasantly nervous, and he wasn't sure how to handle the situation from now on.
Kaoru had used the night to get a grip on himself and to set a plan for the next history-lesson. He simply couldn't afford to get involved with one of his students and finally came to the conclusion that Die would probably be even worse from now on, seeing that he had harassed him even in a sexual way.
Even though, the young teacher was curious what the next lesson would bring and when he had entered the class, smiled at the students openly. "So, I hope you prepared a bit for today's lesson," he said and unpacked a few items from his bag, putting them on the desk beside himself. His gaze fell upon the redhead and he was surprised to see him there, pleasantly surprised.
Die still wasn't sure what he was going to do during the lesson. Should he pretend that nothing had happened and just go on with his usual mocking comments? Or should he sit on his place like a good boy and not do anything that didn't strictly relate to following the class? During the previous evening and the almost sleepless night, he had only come to the conclusion that he definitely was attracted to his teacher, more than he would've wanted to admit even. He had always known that Kaoru was good looking, but up until then, he hadn't thought it mattered in any way. But now he found himself looking at him in a completely different way.
Lesson began and Kaoru referred about the different cultures and the acceptance of homosexuality in them. After ending a short report about ancient Greece, he looked up and let his gaze wander, again stopping when it had reached the redhead. "Before I will tell you something about not so commonly known occurrences of homosexuality in ancient times, I would like to know if one of you has found out anything himself. Die," he raised his eyebrow. "Did you research the topic?"
It was like testing his limits, like the young teacher wanted to see if the incident from the day before had had an effect on the redhead or if he still stubbornly wanted to disturb class. Besides, there was a certain tension between them, laced in their gazes and the topic was more than interesting to talk about.
"Uhm," There was a small, barely noticeable blush on the redhead's cheeks as he averted his gaze for a second, before turning back to look at the teacher. "Kind of." There was a tiny grin even tugging the corner of his mouth.
"Would you have the generosity and share your knowledge with me and the rest of the class?" Kaoru asked grinning. Inwardly he was making a victory dance, because this was the first time that he had got a decent answer from the stubborn redhead, that he even signalled he was willing to participate in class.
"Uhm, it's just tidbits from here and there." Die shrugged a bit, meeting the teacher's gaze straight as he spoke. "I remember hearing that somewhere parents sold their boys to some filthy rich guys, already prepared and stretched for them." His tone didn't change, but there was a small grin appearing on his lips as he went on. "And in ancient Greece, or Rome, male teachers commonly had sexual relationships with their students..." He let the words hang in the air, and although none of the other students noticed anything he was sure that Kaoru could count together the sparkle in his eyes and the grin on his lips.
So that was the game the redhead was playing, Kaoru thought. Easily, he held his gaze, showing the same kind of smug smile. "That's true. But did you know that in ancient Greece, it was always the teacher who penetrated the student? He gave love, security and wisdom to the student who in return offered the beauty of youth, submissiveness and respect towards his teacher." He saw one of the other students raise his arm to signal he wanted to ask a question, but didn't react instantly.
"Yeah, I heard something like that." Die admitted with a small smirk, obviously pleased that the other man had reacted on his words instead of changing the topic instantly. "Was it always like that? What if the student wasn't willing?" While waiting for a reply Die ran the tip of his tongue along his bottom lip, his gaze fixed on Kaoru all along.
The gesture was enough to make Kaoru's heart skip a few beats before it started hammering in his throat. Was his student hitting on him? "That never happened," he stated securely. "At least the books never told about it. Besides," his grin widened a bit and he still ignored the raised arm, "it was a common thing that the student HAD to serve the teacher. Both parties kinda agreed upon it when they began the student-teacher-relationship."
"So it was an honor then, right?" Die tilted his head, still looking at the young teacher, as if trying to see if there was any reaction from him to the whole discussion. If he didn't imagine it, Kaoru had startled a bit at his brave gesture, and that made his smile widen into one that showed he was happy with himself right now.
"It was." Kaoru nodded, but then finally answered the question of the persistent student. They went on talking about the topic and finally Kaoru told them about slave-schools in Persia where young boys were raised to serve their masters in every possible sense. Every now and then, he glanced at the redhead and whenever their gazes met accidentally, he couldn't help but to blush a bit.
Die enjoyed the lesson more than he probably should, and whenever the occasion called, he even asked questions about the things, often in an ambiguous way. He still didn't believe he was actually doing this, practically flirting with his MALE teacher, but he couldn't stop himself. Koji shot him a weird look more than once, totally suspicious as the last time Die had willingly participated in class had been several years ago.
This lesson hadn't been a part of the syllabus and Kaoru knew he was walking on thin ice anyways. But the incident with the student who had been beaten up so badly that he was still in hospital had made him want to show at least his class that homosexuality wasn't just an invention of modern society, but was as old as human kind. Well, and the fact that his personal sexuality was heading that way too had made it a serious topic for him.
The lesson went by fast, as the students seemed to be actually interested in the topic. Some of the comments were more or less inappropriate, even obscene, but the general opinion seemed to just be slightly interested. After all, it was a topic they all had to deal with, more or less, at least judging by what had just happened in their school. Die had another motive in addition too though, as he at least suspected that Kaoru's preferences were heading that way too and he wanted to find that out for sure. Out of mere curiosity, he told himself.
The lesson passed by very quickly this time and Kaoru was glad about the good response he had gotten from his students. He couldn't deny that this part of history was one that interested him the most and he had a wide range of knowledge when it came to it. Even after the bell had rung, the students were patiently waiting for him to dismiss them.
Just when he had done it and everybody jumped off their chairs to rush outside, he spoke up again. While writing into the class book, he addressed the redhead, not even looking up. "Die, could you stay a moment? I think it's time to discuss if you pass this course or not."
Die looked slightly surprised, and as his friends asked if they would wait for him he told them to just get on going and not to bother. He got up, setting his bag over his shoulder and stalked closer to the teacher's table. Patiently he waited what the other had to say.
Kaoru slipped off the table and straightened so that he didn't appear too small compared to his student. "Did you like this topic?" he asked, his voice low and laced with suggestiveness. "It's been the first time you participated in class." Slowly, like subconsciously, he went to the door and locked it, not wanting any of his students nor another teacher to disturb their private talk.
The action made the redhead arch an eyebrow, but there was a grin on his lips nevertheless as he turned to look at the other man. "Maybe. Or maybe it was all because you managed to gain my interest." He shrugged casually.
"And there I thought our little chit-chat about prison gave you back reason," Kaoru purred grinning and stopped his tracks when he was standing right in front of the tall teenager. "You do know that I can't let you pass if you don't get a good grade in the next test?" he asked. Suddenly, he cursed himself for his own stupidity. Why did he lock the door and ask the redhead for this talk? Sure, he really had wanted to talk about his grades, but that had only been the obvious reason. The secret one was that he wanted him. Simple as that.
The tone of the other man's voice let a small shiver run along Die's spine, and his grin widened slightly as he spoke up. "Didn't you say that you can decide whether to let me pass or not, regardless of my results?" He was now standing between the older man and the teacher's table, leaning against it slightly to make himself more comfortable.
Kaoru realized what the teen wanted to imply and his heart beat even quicker. "I could, but I won't." He had to wet his lips though as he let his gaze roam from the redhead's perfect lips down his long neck, the firm chest... A shudder ran through him and he shook his head. "I won't do anything against my beliefs."
"So letting me pass without managing the test is against your beliefs..." Die drawled, and to his own surprise he didn't even mind really. This wasn't about passing the course. He simply enjoyed the intensity of the moment between them, liked the way the other was practically eating him with his gaze. "Is there something else that's against you beliefs, that I should be aware of?"
Suddenly, the young teacher became secure again, his expression not giving away what he thought or what was going on in his mind. "Maybe you should rather ask what I do believe in," he suggested, his face so close to the redhead's that their lips were almost touching and he could feel the student's breath wash over his face.
Inwardly the redhead couldn't help but to wonder how it would feel to kiss those lips, crossing the distance between them would be so easy and he wanted to do it so badly. It took a lot of willpower, but he managed to hold back, swallowing and hoping he looked more confident than he felt. "So what do you believe in?" His voice almost left him in the end, but he managed to get the words out at least remotely secure.
"I believe in sex, in passion," Kaoru practically whispered, "in the unification of two bodies, pushing each other to the limit only to reach perfection together. I believe that this is the only driving force for mankind, because everything results in the craving for sex. Power, money, that's only a way to reach the goal, to get what you want, to make somebody yours, even if he doesn't want to. But I-," he hesitated, gazing deep into the redhead's eyes, "believe in the mutual exchange of sensations that take you higher than you've ever been."
Right after the words had left his mouth, he closed the distance between them and initiated a deep kiss, parting Die's lips impatiently with his tongue. The whole moment already had taken its toll on him, had turned him on so much that he now neither had the power nor saw a reason to stop. A small mewl escaped Die and he instinctively tilted his head in order to deepen the kiss even further. It wasn't like it would be his first kiss, not in the slightest, but it was the first time he went all weak in the knees, the first time that he felt his head spinning at merely a simple contact like a kiss.
If he had still been hesitant, it was like washed away and he threw away all reasoning, simply giving up to what he wanted. And it was Kaoru he wanted, more than he had even realized. The kiss lasted long, bereaved both of them their breaths and Kaoru would have never thought that the stubborn rebel was such a talented kisser. When they finally parted, he allowed a content smile to spread on his lips, both of his hands resting on the side of the taller one's hips. "Say Die," he breathed out, tracing the outlines of the earshell with his tongue, "are you my student?"
Die shivered, as much to the touch as to the hidden allusions in the other man's voice, and he instinctively closed his eyes, tilting his head backwards a bit. "Yeah." The answer was clear despite the fact that he had been afraid his voice would fail him if he spoke up. It felt like the heat in the classroom had just multiplied, and partly it felt like a dream that wasn't even happening.
Kaoru was satisfied with the answer as it meant that Die agreed with him, that he wanted it too. At least he was hoping for it and tried to push away the thought that Die could as well use this to get him into troubles. Pushing all reasonable doubts aside, he used the grip he had on the tall boy to turn him around, pressing him against the table. "But you do know that you've been a very disobedient student so far? Why should I believe you that you changed now?" Carefully, like testing the reaction, he grinded against the body before him, gasping at the sensations the slight friction already caused within him.
The initial answer was a small groan, and instinctively the redhead tried to press back against the body behind him to get closer. "You're right." There was amusement dancing in his voice, but it was clearly breathless already, showing how much the moment affected him. "You can't know that." He smirked, tilting his head a bit to sneak a peek at the man behind him. "You just have to trust me."
Kaoru smirked and reached for his bag where he had some stuff which he had needed for some example lessons before. There were two small ropes and he put them right beside the redhead for him to see. "Trust is good," the teacher purred, his hands pulling Die's hips backwards until he could reach for the button and zipper of his pants. "But I like to stay in control," he ended the sentence and then reached forward, grabbed the redhead's wrist and fastened one rope around it.
Die couldn't keep a forceful shudder from running through him, and he closed his eyes for a moment to gain control over himself even somewhat. Somehow the intensity in Kaoru's behavior fascinated him to no end, and he found himself yearning for more of it, hypnotised by the whole moment. "Then keep in control," he practically only whispered, not trusting his voice enough. Before he knew what had happened, his wirsts were tied to the table, his pants dangling around the hollows of his knees.
This was like from a dream Kaoru once had had and everything in Die's behavior told him that he was the man he could live it with. Without leaving the younger man too much, he teasingly slid his index finger down between his legs, running it across the most intimate spots. "You are lucky that this is neither ancient Greece nor prison," he purred and then suddenly pushed the digit deep into the tight channel.
It elicited a breathless gasp from the redhead, as he could feel something inside of him. It was strange, but not exactly unpleasant either. He just was a virgin in this department, which made everything so new to him. It didn't mean that he wasn't willing though, and he found himself being turned on by the whole moment to no end. Of course the other man noticed it, felt him tense and felt his muscles contract around his digit. But he hadn't come this far to stop now and was determined to show Die what it meant to be with a man.
Ably, he moved the finger a bit, easily finding the right spot to sweep over. It made a flash of pleasure shoot through Die's being, and he cried out loud since he hadn't been prepared for that. It felt good though, all too good, and he tried to push back against the digit to get more of it.
Carefully, without Die knowing really what he did, Kaoru stretched him, made room for himself in the virginal passage. When he considered himself done, he withdrew his finger and quickly opened his own pants, pushing then down as far as needed. "Not so loud," he whispered, grabbed a fistful of Die's hair and forced him to tilt his head backwards to initiate a deep, raw kiss. Somewhere in the midst of it, he steadied his arousal and penetrated the young man before him. As he had done the stretching properly, he wasn't too careful and only stopped for a split second when he was buried inside to the hilt, the friction on his hardness almost unbearable.
A raw scream escaped the redhead's throat, and the kiss was the only thing that drowned it out, muffled it into a mewl only. It hurt, but only a bit, he could feel himself being stretched wider forcefully and that caused him to squirm slightly. It felt surprisingly good to be filled so intensely though, and carefully he pushed against the other man's hips, signalling he wanted more. With the bonds around his arms and Kaoru holding his hips, he couldn't move as much as he would have wanted though, was doomed to remain flat on the cool surface of the table mostly.
Still, Kaoru had no intentions in teasing him, not now, not at this time, and he pulled back a bit, quickly building up a constant rhythm of long and forceful thrusts. Never in his life had he been intimate with somebody who had been trusted to his custody and he knew that, if Die spilled the beans or somebody caught them, his whole life's work was gone within a second. And although those thoughts worried him, he couldn't bring himself to care, the pleasure being too intense, making him too high to waste a thought of the possible consequences.
Never in his life would Die have thought that he would find himself in a situation like this, being tied up on his teacher's table while the said teacher was nailing him hard. And even less he would've thought that he would enjoy every single second of it. He was pulling on his bonds, writhing and squirming on his place as he wanted more of the feelings, wanted desperately to get to the edge and beyond. He had no room for any other thoughts in his mind, didn't even realize that there might be consequences if someone caught them.
The kiss had broken a long time ago already and both men where wheezing, desperately trying to fill their burning lungs with enough air. Feeling that he was close to the needed and desperately anticipated release, Kaoru leaned forward, brought his lips close to the redhead's ear again. "I'm almost there," he gave away, but it was a mere statement. "And if you want to get there too, you should make yourself some warm thoughts, because I won't do a thing about it." After having said that, he increased the force of his thrusts, made them quicker and deeper.
A frustrated whimper escaped the teenager at that, as he was afraid that he wouldn't reach the peak by the time the other would be there, and he definitely didn't want to be left needy. The hardening thrusts made an outcry escape him though, instantly driving him higher and he could feel his whole consciousness spinning. He knew he should keep quiet, that there was after all a chance of someone finding them still, but he didn't have the strength to care right at that moment.
His breathing was seriously ragged and his lungs burning in the need for oxygen, still it was completely unimportant. And suddenly it hit him, the climax washing through him, making him scream. It was something more intense than anything he had gone through in his life ever, and made him pull his bonds almost desperately, as if he was trying to break free.
Reflexively, Kaoru pressed his hand on the redhead's mouth, killing the outcry while he had to fight for suppressing one of his own as the inner walls around his length were cramping, gripped him so tight that he felt his head spin, was pushed over the edge instantly. A blaze of white lightning exploded before his wide open eyes and he even forgot to pull away, released himself deep inside the younger man completely.
Even afterwards, he remained still, needed a long moment before the first immense pleasure slowly faded, making way for a more steady state of bliss that allowed him to move again. Carefully, almost gently, he withdrew from Die and then instantly reached to untie him, knowing his wrists hurt probably. As soon as Die was able to move his arms he straightened a bit, steadied his elbows on the table and rested his head on his arms. He still was totally out of breath, but the lingering bliss made it up for everything. And even now he couldn't bring himself to regret a thing, would do it again anytime.
As he didn't make a move, neither to get cleaned up nor to cover his bareness, Kaoru did that for him. He reached for a pack of tissues and wiped away the stains of his own seed from between the redhead's legs. Now that it was over, that the moment was broken, he had no idea what to do or to say. Usually, he wasn't the kind to be so cool, to just have a shag somewhere and then 'sayonara' without a single caring word, a gentle kiss or something like that. But this was different, had been right from the beginning and thus he only reached for his pants, buttoning them again properly.
"You will have to go." His voice was firm, didn't leave room for interpretations. "Your next class starts in a minute." He wrote something down on a piece of paper and pushed it towards the redhead. "Get that from the pharmacy. It'll help against the soreness."
Die had straightened, and instinctively reached for the piece of paper without saying a single word. He didn't make a move to leave though, looking somewhat confused, vulnerable even although he tried to cover it the best he could. "So this is it?" He shrugged casually, inquiring the other man with his gaze. "See ya in class next time?" He didn't even know why, but somehow a part of him had hoped for something else.
The young teacher eyed him for a long moment, leaning against the table. He had no idea how to read the redhead, what to make of him, but he saw that if he now only told him to leave, it would only fasten his belief that all teachers were abusive assholes who didn't give a shit. Gods, why had he gotten himself into this? Another look at Die gave the answer, because the stubborn teenager was simply so attractive. "Did you enjoy this? Being taken by a wimp like me?" he asked finally, not sure where he was heading.
The question, especially how it was set, made a slight blush appear on the redhead's cheeks and he averted his gaze down for a short moment. "I think it would've been pretty clear if I wouldn't have liked it," he stated lowly, raising his eyes to meet the other one's. "I'm not THAT easy."
Smiling at his stubbornness, Kaoru stepped closer, cupped his cheek and gave him a short kiss. "You were easy, believe me," he whispered, gazing straight into the teen's eyes. "And it's only up to you if this was a non-recurring incident or not."
Author:
seinen_no and fonulynRating: NC17 overall
Pairing: DiexKaoru,
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: Kaoru is a young teacher who works his first job as a substitute teacher in a school that doesn’t have the best of reputation. In his history class there’s a certain redheaded troublemaker and determinedly Kaoru sets out to show him that studying CAN pay off too instead of just being there to trouble everyone. Their relationship takes a drastic turn though…
Comments:
seinen_no: Dears, yeah yeah, we're slow XD But damn, I hate working, did I ever say that? And how am I supposed to say how I want to set my holidays when I have no idea when Diru comes back to Europe next year, huh? I have to give the dates till 25th of January and am sweating over it. They should plan faster and then tell us. How did a friend say? It's like throwing darts at a calendar. Anyhow, I'm getting distracted… I hope you all had a good start to the new year and enjoy this little fic that was only supposed to be a one-shot lemon but now turned out to full-length porn with a bit of a plot XD I love it nevertheless, so enjoy^^
fonulyn: heh, yes, as said above, this was supposed to only be one-shot porn but then it turned out into more than 50 pages long story with an actual plot and everything. Well, but seeing that it was supposed to be PORN, the plot is something of a typical porn-movie too And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
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Written for:
violet_midnightOriginal request:
- pairing: KaoruxDie (Because you two are so masterful at writing these two and i'm completely in love with this pairing XD )
- genre: AU, if I can possibly request a studentxteacher relationship, it would be fantastic. Kaoru perferably as the teacher, if its not too much to ask, guys. ^^ I just imagine this sexy Kaoru with glasses, teaching with that stern voice of his and little Die looking up at him, having fantasties in class. XD and if Kao could be a subsitute (thanks Pia. XD) so he's younger? I hope its not too much to ask. ^^;
- rating: NC-17, since that's how high we can go. XD
- what I would like: crazy sex on Kaour's desk!! *clears throat* Sorry...umm.. I like rimming...non-condom sex, umm...if Kaoru tied Die down, that would be cool too, but you don't have to use that. XD fetish of the neck (like alot of kissing or even biting in the area would be great), I also like...cum shots in the face, but its again, something you don't need to do if its too much. XD *runs away blushing* Oh, and a happy ending please. <3
- what I don't want: Non-con. That's probably my only problem. No non-con for me. And no Die topping. XD No matter how tempting it would be. I need Kaoru on top.
...And I think i'm done. XD
Kaoru couldn't deny that he was nervous before his first lesson. He hadn't even finished his studies yet and still was bound to work because he needed the money. The things he had heard about this school hadn't been the best though, but he couldn't afford to be picky. He wasn't really afraid, had made his experiences on the street before he finally had been pushed into the right direction and had decided to become a teacher once.
At least the other teachers in the faculty room had welcomed him nicely, had told him about the most important procedures and finally had handed him the files of his students. He was warned about a certain troublemaker in his class, a redhead called Daisuke Andou, but he didn't pay too much attention. It wouldn't have made any sense to sweat about this before hand and after all, Mrs. Akito had been able to handle that boy before she had gone for her maternity leave.
Kaoru knew that he would have to earn his respect first, because he was hardly older than the students and they probably would try to test their limits. The principal had impressed upon him that he should keep cool and not mess around with the students. So with a pocket full of good advices, Kaoru finally stepped into the classroom. Outwardly, he was completely calm and the smile on his face honest. "Good morning. I'm Kaoru Niikura, your substitute for Miss Akito," he introduced himself and wrote his name on the blackboard.
The class wasn't exactly silent from the first moment, people chatting and messing around still despite the teacher who was already standing in the front of the classroom. Most of the students were checking him out though, covertly, from the corner of their eyes, trying to look like they weren't even interested. Everyone wanted to know what this newbie was like, and there wasn't a single pair of eyes that wasn't resting on the teacher's form at one point.
The only one who was staring bluntly was the tall, redheaded boy who sat on the right side of the middle row. He had leaned back in his seat, his legs stretched further underneath the table, and he was shamelessly staring at Kaoru, like examining everything in him carefully. He looked somewhat hostile even, or more like doubtful, obviously thinking already how to make the young teacher’s life difficult.
Kaoru noticed every single glance and it made him smile inwardly as he had been just like that not too many years ago. After writing down his name, he waited for a long moment but when the class didn't become quiet, he slammed his book down on the desk, hopping to sit next to it. "Okay guys," he began, a grin tugging the corners of his mouth. "I know that you might think history's not exactly neither the most interesting nor the most important subject, but I know some of you need this to pass. So open your books at page 237 and tell me where you stopped with Mrs Akito."
He let his gaze roam over every single face that was now looking at him, but stopped at the redhead. One could tell by this single glance already that Daisuke meant trouble, that he was used to get what he wanted, judging by the confident grin on his pouty lips. The fact that he was quite attractive probably was rather helpful as well. But Kaoru was determined not to commit himself to the boy's game and just remain cool and relaxed, waiting for what would come his way.
There was some disagreeing grumbling, but most of the students opened their books anyways, and one boy from the back row even announced that they had managed to go through half of the chapter with their teacher before she had left. Slowly, even the last ones had taken their books and opened them, but the redhead was still just staring at the young teacher, a grin tugging his lips and didn't make a single gesture to get his book.
Noticing it, Kaoru folded his arms across his chest and tilted his head. "I see, Mr. Andou knows the chapter by heart already," he stated, his voice smooth and silky. "How about telling us what the next topics are?" he suggested, gazing straight into those two black eyes ahead of him.
"How many of us do you think are interested?" The answer came instantly, amusement clearly dancing in the redhead's voice. That simple reply earned him some admiring glances from the class, and it was pretty clear that, for one reason or another, the other students looked up to this Daisuke.
"How much, do you think, I care?" Kaoru replied firmly and then hitched one of his delicate eyebrows. "But, Mr. Andou," he stressed the name in a certain way, "you should be interested unless you want to fail this class and with it the whole year." He had made his homework, knew that the redhead needed at least a B to pass this course and not repeat the year.
"Last time I checked, being active during class didn't weigh as much as the test results, Mr. Niikura." The redhead rolled his eyes theatrically, before turning his gaze back at the teacher, meeting his gaze straight. He had also put emphasis on the name, but in a way that lacked respect in every aspect.
"If you had checked carefully enough, you would've found out that it's up to the teacher to decide what's weighing how much," Kaoru replied coolly and then turned his gaze away and looked into the class. "So you all aren't interested in the topic?" he asked hypocritical and without waiting for an answer went on. "What would you rather do then?" At the end of the question, he was looking back at the tall redhead, expecting him to answer.
"How about getting the hell out of here and stop wasting our time on something totally useless?" Kaoru didn't have to wait for long since the reply came instantly, the redhead's full lips curving into a confident smirk as there were some agreeing murmurs amongst the other students.
"And what would be more useful in your eyes than a lesson of history? What would get you further, would be useful for your life after school?" the teacher kept on asking.
The answer were two slightly widened eyes, because the teenager apparently hadn't expected a question like that. He shrugged though, not looking surprised anymore after mere seconds. "I don't need to go to school anyways. Waste of time."
"So you want to start a huge career as a dishwasher?" Kaoru asked, a clearly mocking undertone in his voice. "Or maybe you get really far and become a pizza delivery guy with your own moped."
The words caused some laughter in the class and it was clearly directed at the redhead this time. There was a slight blush lingering on his cheeks, but he still met the other's gaze straight, stubbornly. "So what good will school do to me? I'd only end up a wimp like you one day."
"Maybe." Kaoru shrugged, the insult not hurting him in any way. "Depends on what you are doing with the things you learn. Nobody says you have to become a teacher."
"A wimp is a wimp anyways. No difference what you call yourself." The redhead raised his chin, obviously convinced of his point of view and not willing to let go in the slightest.
"Well, then this is now your opportunity to show that you're not a stupid wimp but clever and ready to fight for your life," the teacher answered smiling and then took the book in his hand. "History, can teach you a lot about human nature and it's full of strong minded people. Not wimps like me..."
With having said that, he again told the class to open the book and began teaching, not sparing the stubborn student another single glance. The redhead didn't open his book during that lesson, but he didn't object either, only sat more or less silently on his place. He was watching the new teacher though, somewhat lost in his thoughts as he hadn't yet figured out what this new guy was like.
Kaoru didn't bother. He knew students like Die and he also knew that sooner or later, they would comply and follow the class. For some reason, he liked this stubborn redhead even, knew that his position in class wasn't easy either since he always had to play cool, had to be strong so that none of the others dared to question his state as the head of this little society. But Kaoru also knew that this was totally unimportant later, that there were other things Daisuke should focus on and he would - hopefully - show him the right way.
After class, he didn't give them homework and simply left the room, grateful to have survived his first lesson. At least neither of the students had mocked him for his age. That was something he truly hated.
Things went on like that from then on. Daisuke was usually silent during the lessons, not disturbing them in general. But every single time an opportunity showed itself, he dropped a dry remark, a mocking comment directed either to the topic in question or their young teacher. He still didn't have his book during lessons, but at one point Kaoru noticed something change in him. It was almost as if he was actually following the lectures, despite not having the book in front of him.
Still, nothing changed really as the redhead still didn't drop his attitude, neither his role as the tough guy who was practically obligated to hate the teacher and mock him. The other students seemed to like Kaoru though, at least he had gained their respect bit by bit. That only served to make the redhead even more hostile, because he seemed to feel he was now alone responsible for making things hard in class.
After class, the students usually gathered somewhere in the yard and Die met his friends at a secret spot which wasn't visible for the teachers. There, they were able to smoke cigarettes, which was highly forbidden for youths under the age of 20. A bunch of guys already stood there when Die showed up, chatting animatedly.
"I think he's quite cool. For the first time of my life, I enjoy history lessons. He teaches not only the usual stuff but what others like to leave out," Koji, a shallow friend of Die, stated. When he noticed the redhead's appearance, he raised his gaze. "What do you say, Die?"
"I say you're full of bullshit." Die snorted, not sparing the other teen a single glance in walking past him. He leaned against the wall and only then raised his eyes to look at Koji. "He's just like all the others. You're just too dumb to see it."
The other teen chuckled a bit, shaking his head. "You really can't stand that Niikura guy, can you?" Carefully, he inched a bit closer, offering Die fire for his cigarette.
That was accepted with a grateful nod, and the redhead took a long drag from his cig before answering. "You got that one right. He just plays the cool guy, don't you see it? It's friggin' annoying how he never reacts on anything and always keeps that calm, dumb smile of his stuck on his face." Die rolled his eyes as he spoke, making clear how much he disliked the new teacher.
A part of it was just a facade though. There was something in Mr. Niikura that instantly had caught Die's attention, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It pissed him off that he couldn't figure out why the man annoyed him so much, and why he always had to argue with him about things. Besides, it annoyed him to no end how the teacher was ALWAYS cool, had never even once as much as yelled at him for disturbing the lesson. That was freaky.
Defiantly Die raised his gaze at Koji, snorting. "Just because everyone else likes kissing his ass it doesn't mean I need to follow."
The other teen lifted his hands soothingly. "Calm down. It's not like I'm kissing his ass, it's just that I think the lessons really are interesting and he actually ASKS us for our opinion. What other teacher ever did that, huh?" He pursed his lips pondering. "And you should be grateful that he's so cool, because otherwise it would've been detention for you more than once. C'mon," Koji patted Die's shoulder friendly, "it's not long and the year's over anyways. As long as you pass the course, it's okay, don't you think?"
They had known each other since primary school, but at one point Die had simply developed in another way than he and now they were only shallow friends. That was one reason why Koji didn't give much about Die's outbursts or his opinion. Still, it was important to be friends with him, seeing that he was admired by most students and the younger ones looked up to him for being the rebel.
"Yeah, but guess twice if that wonderful and admired teacher of yours is going to let me pass the course anyways." The redhead rolled his eyes theatrically. "I'm telling you, it doesn't matter if you know the subject or not, he will just give good grades to the ones that are fawning to him." He was convinced of this at least, but inwardly had to admit that he was somewhat worried if he would pass the course or not. He definitely didn't want to double a year, doing that would end up in him being the target for mocking. All the other courses and teachers he had been able to handle, but there was nothing certain when it came to this Niikura.
The comment made his friend chuckle and he shook his head. "Well, but you're neither fawning to him NOR do you know the subject. So there's a fat chance for you to fail," Koji pointed out and killed the remains of his own cigarette on the ground when the bell rang and summoned the students back to class. "Maybe you should try harder?" he suggested, already leaving.
Still, nothing changed during the classes with Kaoru; at least nothing obvious. The other students were more or less enthusiastic and listened to Kaoru's explanations carefully while Die just sat there and watched. Kaoru had tried his best to get his interest, showed with practical experiments how to make fire the ancient way and what else was possible and still didn't get a reaction from the stubborn redhead. But he was patient, at least he tried to be. Still, he wanted to win the teen over, if only because he saw so many similarities between the two of them.
The conversation with his friend had made Die think about things though, and the next lessons he was uncharacteristically silent, as he just spent his time trying to figure out what it actually was in the teacher that annoyed him so much. After a couple of lessons he got back to his old habits, this time testing his limits and trying different ways to annoy Kaoru and try to gain a reaction from him. It was all in vain though, since the teacher always kept his cool, never once let go of his calm approach and handled things his way. It on its side managed to piss Die off even more.
Kaoru knew it, was even determined to make Die snap once. He had no idea about his background, didn't know anything about his parents as there had been nothing written down in the files. There was always a way to crack somebody one way or another. He knew it, because it had been a teacher too who had once shown him that his way to lead a life wouldn't get him anywhere but into prison. Maybe Die needed something like that too and Kaoru was willing to be that kind of person.
At the end of the lesson, he stepped in front of the class, looking somewhat serious. "There has been an incident where a gay boy has been beaten up by some stupid shit-heads after school," he explained. "So tomorrow, we won't continue with our current topic but take a look at homosexuality in history. Be prepared, please."
"See, he wants to tell us a bit of his own history." Die couldn't help but to drop in a comment, whispering it to the one beside him in a loud enough voice so that the remark carried through the whole classroom and it was impossible for anyone to miss it. Some chuckles rose from different parts of the room, but some students stayed silent and even threw disapproving glances towards the redhead.
Nothing changed in Kaoru's expression, not a single sign giving away what he thought. The bell signalled that class was over anyways and slowly, the students stood up, leaving the room one by one. Die was a bit behind as he had been glaring at his teacher for too long and had missed that everybody was already gone. Just when he passed by the teacher's desk, Kaoru grabbed his wrist and practically slammed him down on the hard surface, twisting his arm so that the tall boy had no chance to free himself.
"Let me tell you something about YOUR history," Kaoru hissed straight into his ear. "If you go on like this, you either get beaten to death once or find yourself in prison. Do you know what they do with pretty boys like you in prison?" The question was hypocritical and when Die squirmed a bit, he tightened the hold he had on him, coevally leaning closer. "They will make you their girl, because inside there, you're the weak one. None of your speeches, your cool facade, nothing will help you."
Using his foot, Kaoru kicked the redhead's legs apart like showing him how easy it was, how helpless he'd be. "They will sell you to other inmates, sell you for a shot, for a pack of cigs, anything that will make their miserable lives better. A pretty boy like you will earn them quite some money." With having said that, Kaoru released Die from his grasp and straightened again, smoothing down his clothes. "So don't you dare and tell me about MY history again, is that clear?"
Die stumbled a bit when he got on his feet again, his eyes wide as he just stared at the other man bewildered. This was a side in the teacher he had never even dreamed might exist, and he had been taken completely off guard right at that moment. It sounded almost as if Kaoru was talking from experience, and that made Die wonder what kind of history he actually HAD behind him. Just then, the teacher earned more respect from Die than during all the lessons thus far, as seeing behind this cool appearance made the redhead see that he wasn't dealing with a wimp after all.
Still he didn't manage to answer anything to the question, only nodded dumbly, desperately trying to gain back his casual appearance and not to show how much the situation affected him. Inwardly, Kaoru was shaking, but he had learned not to show it. He had crossed a line he shouldn't have crossed and, even worse, he had enjoyed every single second of it. Still, he should better keep in check and not do anything stupid if he didn't want to lose this job or the chance to become a good teacher at all.
Only when Die was gone finally, he released a relieved sigh, locked the door and leaned his back against it. There definitely was something in the redhead that attracted him in a way it shouldn't and it was shown in the small bulge in his pants. At least he hoped he had shown Die that there was a difference between being a wimp and being calm. So maybe it would never ever come to a situation like that again.
As soon as Die had gotten out of the room, he had fled home, not wanting to bump into any of his friends or acquaintances while he looked slightly dishevelled like that. They still would've had a maths class that day, but he didn't care, although he knew that skipping the lesson would get him into some troubles later. It wasn't like it would be the first time though, and he knew he was able to handle the situation.
What he didn't know though was how to react to what had just happened in the classroom. He couldn't deny that he thought of his teacher differently now, respected him in an all new way. But there was something like attraction mixed in the feelings, and it scared him. He couldn't definitely be attracted to his TEACHER for God's sake! Although Kaoru wasn't more than few years older than him though, being still a student in a way himself too. Still, the realization made Die unpleasantly nervous, and he wasn't sure how to handle the situation from now on.
Kaoru had used the night to get a grip on himself and to set a plan for the next history-lesson. He simply couldn't afford to get involved with one of his students and finally came to the conclusion that Die would probably be even worse from now on, seeing that he had harassed him even in a sexual way.
Even though, the young teacher was curious what the next lesson would bring and when he had entered the class, smiled at the students openly. "So, I hope you prepared a bit for today's lesson," he said and unpacked a few items from his bag, putting them on the desk beside himself. His gaze fell upon the redhead and he was surprised to see him there, pleasantly surprised.
Die still wasn't sure what he was going to do during the lesson. Should he pretend that nothing had happened and just go on with his usual mocking comments? Or should he sit on his place like a good boy and not do anything that didn't strictly relate to following the class? During the previous evening and the almost sleepless night, he had only come to the conclusion that he definitely was attracted to his teacher, more than he would've wanted to admit even. He had always known that Kaoru was good looking, but up until then, he hadn't thought it mattered in any way. But now he found himself looking at him in a completely different way.
Lesson began and Kaoru referred about the different cultures and the acceptance of homosexuality in them. After ending a short report about ancient Greece, he looked up and let his gaze wander, again stopping when it had reached the redhead. "Before I will tell you something about not so commonly known occurrences of homosexuality in ancient times, I would like to know if one of you has found out anything himself. Die," he raised his eyebrow. "Did you research the topic?"
It was like testing his limits, like the young teacher wanted to see if the incident from the day before had had an effect on the redhead or if he still stubbornly wanted to disturb class. Besides, there was a certain tension between them, laced in their gazes and the topic was more than interesting to talk about.
"Uhm," There was a small, barely noticeable blush on the redhead's cheeks as he averted his gaze for a second, before turning back to look at the teacher. "Kind of." There was a tiny grin even tugging the corner of his mouth.
"Would you have the generosity and share your knowledge with me and the rest of the class?" Kaoru asked grinning. Inwardly he was making a victory dance, because this was the first time that he had got a decent answer from the stubborn redhead, that he even signalled he was willing to participate in class.
"Uhm, it's just tidbits from here and there." Die shrugged a bit, meeting the teacher's gaze straight as he spoke. "I remember hearing that somewhere parents sold their boys to some filthy rich guys, already prepared and stretched for them." His tone didn't change, but there was a small grin appearing on his lips as he went on. "And in ancient Greece, or Rome, male teachers commonly had sexual relationships with their students..." He let the words hang in the air, and although none of the other students noticed anything he was sure that Kaoru could count together the sparkle in his eyes and the grin on his lips.
So that was the game the redhead was playing, Kaoru thought. Easily, he held his gaze, showing the same kind of smug smile. "That's true. But did you know that in ancient Greece, it was always the teacher who penetrated the student? He gave love, security and wisdom to the student who in return offered the beauty of youth, submissiveness and respect towards his teacher." He saw one of the other students raise his arm to signal he wanted to ask a question, but didn't react instantly.
"Yeah, I heard something like that." Die admitted with a small smirk, obviously pleased that the other man had reacted on his words instead of changing the topic instantly. "Was it always like that? What if the student wasn't willing?" While waiting for a reply Die ran the tip of his tongue along his bottom lip, his gaze fixed on Kaoru all along.
The gesture was enough to make Kaoru's heart skip a few beats before it started hammering in his throat. Was his student hitting on him? "That never happened," he stated securely. "At least the books never told about it. Besides," his grin widened a bit and he still ignored the raised arm, "it was a common thing that the student HAD to serve the teacher. Both parties kinda agreed upon it when they began the student-teacher-relationship."
"So it was an honor then, right?" Die tilted his head, still looking at the young teacher, as if trying to see if there was any reaction from him to the whole discussion. If he didn't imagine it, Kaoru had startled a bit at his brave gesture, and that made his smile widen into one that showed he was happy with himself right now.
"It was." Kaoru nodded, but then finally answered the question of the persistent student. They went on talking about the topic and finally Kaoru told them about slave-schools in Persia where young boys were raised to serve their masters in every possible sense. Every now and then, he glanced at the redhead and whenever their gazes met accidentally, he couldn't help but to blush a bit.
Die enjoyed the lesson more than he probably should, and whenever the occasion called, he even asked questions about the things, often in an ambiguous way. He still didn't believe he was actually doing this, practically flirting with his MALE teacher, but he couldn't stop himself. Koji shot him a weird look more than once, totally suspicious as the last time Die had willingly participated in class had been several years ago.
This lesson hadn't been a part of the syllabus and Kaoru knew he was walking on thin ice anyways. But the incident with the student who had been beaten up so badly that he was still in hospital had made him want to show at least his class that homosexuality wasn't just an invention of modern society, but was as old as human kind. Well, and the fact that his personal sexuality was heading that way too had made it a serious topic for him.
The lesson went by fast, as the students seemed to be actually interested in the topic. Some of the comments were more or less inappropriate, even obscene, but the general opinion seemed to just be slightly interested. After all, it was a topic they all had to deal with, more or less, at least judging by what had just happened in their school. Die had another motive in addition too though, as he at least suspected that Kaoru's preferences were heading that way too and he wanted to find that out for sure. Out of mere curiosity, he told himself.
The lesson passed by very quickly this time and Kaoru was glad about the good response he had gotten from his students. He couldn't deny that this part of history was one that interested him the most and he had a wide range of knowledge when it came to it. Even after the bell had rung, the students were patiently waiting for him to dismiss them.
Just when he had done it and everybody jumped off their chairs to rush outside, he spoke up again. While writing into the class book, he addressed the redhead, not even looking up. "Die, could you stay a moment? I think it's time to discuss if you pass this course or not."
Die looked slightly surprised, and as his friends asked if they would wait for him he told them to just get on going and not to bother. He got up, setting his bag over his shoulder and stalked closer to the teacher's table. Patiently he waited what the other had to say.
Kaoru slipped off the table and straightened so that he didn't appear too small compared to his student. "Did you like this topic?" he asked, his voice low and laced with suggestiveness. "It's been the first time you participated in class." Slowly, like subconsciously, he went to the door and locked it, not wanting any of his students nor another teacher to disturb their private talk.
The action made the redhead arch an eyebrow, but there was a grin on his lips nevertheless as he turned to look at the other man. "Maybe. Or maybe it was all because you managed to gain my interest." He shrugged casually.
"And there I thought our little chit-chat about prison gave you back reason," Kaoru purred grinning and stopped his tracks when he was standing right in front of the tall teenager. "You do know that I can't let you pass if you don't get a good grade in the next test?" he asked. Suddenly, he cursed himself for his own stupidity. Why did he lock the door and ask the redhead for this talk? Sure, he really had wanted to talk about his grades, but that had only been the obvious reason. The secret one was that he wanted him. Simple as that.
The tone of the other man's voice let a small shiver run along Die's spine, and his grin widened slightly as he spoke up. "Didn't you say that you can decide whether to let me pass or not, regardless of my results?" He was now standing between the older man and the teacher's table, leaning against it slightly to make himself more comfortable.
Kaoru realized what the teen wanted to imply and his heart beat even quicker. "I could, but I won't." He had to wet his lips though as he let his gaze roam from the redhead's perfect lips down his long neck, the firm chest... A shudder ran through him and he shook his head. "I won't do anything against my beliefs."
"So letting me pass without managing the test is against your beliefs..." Die drawled, and to his own surprise he didn't even mind really. This wasn't about passing the course. He simply enjoyed the intensity of the moment between them, liked the way the other was practically eating him with his gaze. "Is there something else that's against you beliefs, that I should be aware of?"
Suddenly, the young teacher became secure again, his expression not giving away what he thought or what was going on in his mind. "Maybe you should rather ask what I do believe in," he suggested, his face so close to the redhead's that their lips were almost touching and he could feel the student's breath wash over his face.
Inwardly the redhead couldn't help but to wonder how it would feel to kiss those lips, crossing the distance between them would be so easy and he wanted to do it so badly. It took a lot of willpower, but he managed to hold back, swallowing and hoping he looked more confident than he felt. "So what do you believe in?" His voice almost left him in the end, but he managed to get the words out at least remotely secure.
"I believe in sex, in passion," Kaoru practically whispered, "in the unification of two bodies, pushing each other to the limit only to reach perfection together. I believe that this is the only driving force for mankind, because everything results in the craving for sex. Power, money, that's only a way to reach the goal, to get what you want, to make somebody yours, even if he doesn't want to. But I-," he hesitated, gazing deep into the redhead's eyes, "believe in the mutual exchange of sensations that take you higher than you've ever been."
Right after the words had left his mouth, he closed the distance between them and initiated a deep kiss, parting Die's lips impatiently with his tongue. The whole moment already had taken its toll on him, had turned him on so much that he now neither had the power nor saw a reason to stop. A small mewl escaped Die and he instinctively tilted his head in order to deepen the kiss even further. It wasn't like it would be his first kiss, not in the slightest, but it was the first time he went all weak in the knees, the first time that he felt his head spinning at merely a simple contact like a kiss.
If he had still been hesitant, it was like washed away and he threw away all reasoning, simply giving up to what he wanted. And it was Kaoru he wanted, more than he had even realized. The kiss lasted long, bereaved both of them their breaths and Kaoru would have never thought that the stubborn rebel was such a talented kisser. When they finally parted, he allowed a content smile to spread on his lips, both of his hands resting on the side of the taller one's hips. "Say Die," he breathed out, tracing the outlines of the earshell with his tongue, "are you my student?"
Die shivered, as much to the touch as to the hidden allusions in the other man's voice, and he instinctively closed his eyes, tilting his head backwards a bit. "Yeah." The answer was clear despite the fact that he had been afraid his voice would fail him if he spoke up. It felt like the heat in the classroom had just multiplied, and partly it felt like a dream that wasn't even happening.
Kaoru was satisfied with the answer as it meant that Die agreed with him, that he wanted it too. At least he was hoping for it and tried to push away the thought that Die could as well use this to get him into troubles. Pushing all reasonable doubts aside, he used the grip he had on the tall boy to turn him around, pressing him against the table. "But you do know that you've been a very disobedient student so far? Why should I believe you that you changed now?" Carefully, like testing the reaction, he grinded against the body before him, gasping at the sensations the slight friction already caused within him.
The initial answer was a small groan, and instinctively the redhead tried to press back against the body behind him to get closer. "You're right." There was amusement dancing in his voice, but it was clearly breathless already, showing how much the moment affected him. "You can't know that." He smirked, tilting his head a bit to sneak a peek at the man behind him. "You just have to trust me."
Kaoru smirked and reached for his bag where he had some stuff which he had needed for some example lessons before. There were two small ropes and he put them right beside the redhead for him to see. "Trust is good," the teacher purred, his hands pulling Die's hips backwards until he could reach for the button and zipper of his pants. "But I like to stay in control," he ended the sentence and then reached forward, grabbed the redhead's wrist and fastened one rope around it.
Die couldn't keep a forceful shudder from running through him, and he closed his eyes for a moment to gain control over himself even somewhat. Somehow the intensity in Kaoru's behavior fascinated him to no end, and he found himself yearning for more of it, hypnotised by the whole moment. "Then keep in control," he practically only whispered, not trusting his voice enough. Before he knew what had happened, his wirsts were tied to the table, his pants dangling around the hollows of his knees.
This was like from a dream Kaoru once had had and everything in Die's behavior told him that he was the man he could live it with. Without leaving the younger man too much, he teasingly slid his index finger down between his legs, running it across the most intimate spots. "You are lucky that this is neither ancient Greece nor prison," he purred and then suddenly pushed the digit deep into the tight channel.
It elicited a breathless gasp from the redhead, as he could feel something inside of him. It was strange, but not exactly unpleasant either. He just was a virgin in this department, which made everything so new to him. It didn't mean that he wasn't willing though, and he found himself being turned on by the whole moment to no end. Of course the other man noticed it, felt him tense and felt his muscles contract around his digit. But he hadn't come this far to stop now and was determined to show Die what it meant to be with a man.
Ably, he moved the finger a bit, easily finding the right spot to sweep over. It made a flash of pleasure shoot through Die's being, and he cried out loud since he hadn't been prepared for that. It felt good though, all too good, and he tried to push back against the digit to get more of it.
Carefully, without Die knowing really what he did, Kaoru stretched him, made room for himself in the virginal passage. When he considered himself done, he withdrew his finger and quickly opened his own pants, pushing then down as far as needed. "Not so loud," he whispered, grabbed a fistful of Die's hair and forced him to tilt his head backwards to initiate a deep, raw kiss. Somewhere in the midst of it, he steadied his arousal and penetrated the young man before him. As he had done the stretching properly, he wasn't too careful and only stopped for a split second when he was buried inside to the hilt, the friction on his hardness almost unbearable.
A raw scream escaped the redhead's throat, and the kiss was the only thing that drowned it out, muffled it into a mewl only. It hurt, but only a bit, he could feel himself being stretched wider forcefully and that caused him to squirm slightly. It felt surprisingly good to be filled so intensely though, and carefully he pushed against the other man's hips, signalling he wanted more. With the bonds around his arms and Kaoru holding his hips, he couldn't move as much as he would have wanted though, was doomed to remain flat on the cool surface of the table mostly.
Still, Kaoru had no intentions in teasing him, not now, not at this time, and he pulled back a bit, quickly building up a constant rhythm of long and forceful thrusts. Never in his life had he been intimate with somebody who had been trusted to his custody and he knew that, if Die spilled the beans or somebody caught them, his whole life's work was gone within a second. And although those thoughts worried him, he couldn't bring himself to care, the pleasure being too intense, making him too high to waste a thought of the possible consequences.
Never in his life would Die have thought that he would find himself in a situation like this, being tied up on his teacher's table while the said teacher was nailing him hard. And even less he would've thought that he would enjoy every single second of it. He was pulling on his bonds, writhing and squirming on his place as he wanted more of the feelings, wanted desperately to get to the edge and beyond. He had no room for any other thoughts in his mind, didn't even realize that there might be consequences if someone caught them.
The kiss had broken a long time ago already and both men where wheezing, desperately trying to fill their burning lungs with enough air. Feeling that he was close to the needed and desperately anticipated release, Kaoru leaned forward, brought his lips close to the redhead's ear again. "I'm almost there," he gave away, but it was a mere statement. "And if you want to get there too, you should make yourself some warm thoughts, because I won't do a thing about it." After having said that, he increased the force of his thrusts, made them quicker and deeper.
A frustrated whimper escaped the teenager at that, as he was afraid that he wouldn't reach the peak by the time the other would be there, and he definitely didn't want to be left needy. The hardening thrusts made an outcry escape him though, instantly driving him higher and he could feel his whole consciousness spinning. He knew he should keep quiet, that there was after all a chance of someone finding them still, but he didn't have the strength to care right at that moment.
His breathing was seriously ragged and his lungs burning in the need for oxygen, still it was completely unimportant. And suddenly it hit him, the climax washing through him, making him scream. It was something more intense than anything he had gone through in his life ever, and made him pull his bonds almost desperately, as if he was trying to break free.
Reflexively, Kaoru pressed his hand on the redhead's mouth, killing the outcry while he had to fight for suppressing one of his own as the inner walls around his length were cramping, gripped him so tight that he felt his head spin, was pushed over the edge instantly. A blaze of white lightning exploded before his wide open eyes and he even forgot to pull away, released himself deep inside the younger man completely.
Even afterwards, he remained still, needed a long moment before the first immense pleasure slowly faded, making way for a more steady state of bliss that allowed him to move again. Carefully, almost gently, he withdrew from Die and then instantly reached to untie him, knowing his wrists hurt probably. As soon as Die was able to move his arms he straightened a bit, steadied his elbows on the table and rested his head on his arms. He still was totally out of breath, but the lingering bliss made it up for everything. And even now he couldn't bring himself to regret a thing, would do it again anytime.
As he didn't make a move, neither to get cleaned up nor to cover his bareness, Kaoru did that for him. He reached for a pack of tissues and wiped away the stains of his own seed from between the redhead's legs. Now that it was over, that the moment was broken, he had no idea what to do or to say. Usually, he wasn't the kind to be so cool, to just have a shag somewhere and then 'sayonara' without a single caring word, a gentle kiss or something like that. But this was different, had been right from the beginning and thus he only reached for his pants, buttoning them again properly.
"You will have to go." His voice was firm, didn't leave room for interpretations. "Your next class starts in a minute." He wrote something down on a piece of paper and pushed it towards the redhead. "Get that from the pharmacy. It'll help against the soreness."
Die had straightened, and instinctively reached for the piece of paper without saying a single word. He didn't make a move to leave though, looking somewhat confused, vulnerable even although he tried to cover it the best he could. "So this is it?" He shrugged casually, inquiring the other man with his gaze. "See ya in class next time?" He didn't even know why, but somehow a part of him had hoped for something else.
The young teacher eyed him for a long moment, leaning against the table. He had no idea how to read the redhead, what to make of him, but he saw that if he now only told him to leave, it would only fasten his belief that all teachers were abusive assholes who didn't give a shit. Gods, why had he gotten himself into this? Another look at Die gave the answer, because the stubborn teenager was simply so attractive. "Did you enjoy this? Being taken by a wimp like me?" he asked finally, not sure where he was heading.
The question, especially how it was set, made a slight blush appear on the redhead's cheeks and he averted his gaze down for a short moment. "I think it would've been pretty clear if I wouldn't have liked it," he stated lowly, raising his eyes to meet the other one's. "I'm not THAT easy."
Smiling at his stubbornness, Kaoru stepped closer, cupped his cheek and gave him a short kiss. "You were easy, believe me," he whispered, gazing straight into the teen's eyes. "And it's only up to you if this was a non-recurring incident or not."
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