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The desk creaks as Jongin forces more of his weight onto it, breathing heavily into the crook of Kyungsoo’s neck. His nails dig into the wood as he rocks his hips into the vampire’s, listening to his soft gasps and feeling his fingers rake down Jongin’s bare back. The setting sun shines through the windows and casts a warm light over the empty classroom, highlighting the two nearly-naked bodies sprawled on the desk.
"I h-hate, ah, you," Kyungsoo gasps out, shuddering in bliss as Jongin kisses the scar on his shoulder, the indentions from his teeth from months ago still there.
The werewolf laughs breathlessly, pulling away to look at his flushed, writhing mate. Kyungsoo's dress shirt and sweater vest are pushed up to his nipples, exposing his pale chest. His pants and underwear lie abandoned on the floor, and his legs are pushed up to his shoulders, folding him in half and exposing everything for Jongin to see, and he gladly takes it all in. It's been so long since he's been able to see his mate like this, feel his mate like this.
Jongin slows down the pace of his movements, pressing as close as possible and grinding against Kyungsoo's ass. He moves Kyungsoo's legs to hook around his waist, snorting momentarily at the vampire's long white socks.
"Why? This seems to like me," Jongin murmurs breathlessly, a hand sliding down from his thigh to finger the rim of Kyungsoo's hole, feeling where they're connected. Jongin chuckles as his finger draws a line up to the older man's swollen cock, "especially this."
Kyungsoo mewls, completely on cloud nine and submissive. He doesn't complain when Jongin hefts him up from the desk to sit up on the edge, the wood creaking again as the smaller male clings to him, arms wrapping around Jongin's naked shoulders. His nails dig in as Jongin starts fucking into him relentlessly with the new position, jolting the desk Kyungsoo was instructing on only moments before.
"J-Jongin..." Kyungsoo struggles to form a coherent sentence, breath hitching and being interrupted by a sound of pleasure that he can't repress. "The,ngh, the g-ground rules..." He furrows his brows, glaring up at the younger male despite the blush on his cheeks and his watery eyes.
The instant Kyungsoo mentions those goddamn ground rules, Jongin growls. They're these stupid little rules that Kyungsoo established a week ago on the day he started teaching at Jongin's high school. When the werewolf tried to kiss him after school once everyone was gone, Kyungsoo had quickly pushed him away, pulled out a fancy ballpoint pen and paper, and jotted down a list of rules in English for them to follow in their new relationship.
Jongin had made many of his own edits in his okay English.
Ground rules:
1) No sort of friendly contact that exceeds the relationship of teacher and student. Jongin with hyung at lunch on wednisday.
2) No special treatment with Jongin's English grades.
3) No staying after school unless Jongin needs help with homework. Jongin comes after school everyday. He loves hyung.
4) Don't tell anyone about the relationship, werewolves, or vampires.
5) No kissing or hugging. Jongin can haave one kiss each day.
6) No territorial actions. Jongin can cuddle and make Kyungsu smell good.
7) Absolutely NO sex on school grounds.
Jongin definitely needed to cross the last one off of the list now.
He shuts Kyungsoo up by kissing him messily, changing his angle and grinning when Kyungsoo cries out from the stab at his prostate. Breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his brow, Jongin speeds up until the room is filled with the sound of skin slapping and the sticky squelch from the generous amount of lube.
"Admit it, h-hyung," Jongin pants, "you love this." He pinpoints each word with a hard thrust.
"Sh-Shut up," Kyungsoo buries his face in Jongin's neck to muffle his noises, ignoring the urge to dig his teeth in the column of his throat at the sweet scent of his sweat.
"Tell me, come on," the werewolf purrs in Kyungsoo's ear, free hand moving down to jerk the older man off. The vampire shudders, and Jongin knows he's close to orgasm, so he adds just a bit more of bait.
"I'll let you have some, Kyungsoo-hyung. I know you want it," he breathes, and he knows he has Kyungsoo right where he wants him when the vampire whimpers, bucking into the hand stroking his erection.
Kyungsoo desperately sucks at the skin of the other male's neck, hungrily wanting what he can't have. Being in the daylight for so long makes him thirsty, along with the sexual stimulus. He'd also be lying if he said he wasn't already addicted to the taste of Jongin. He knows he's being more wanton than usual, but he doesn't want to give Jongin the satisfaction of begging or confessing how much he really loves the exhibitionism of the moment.
"I-I love...it," Kyungsoo gasps, trying to hold back the knot of arousal in his stomach.
Jongin would make him say more, but he doesn't want Kyungsoo to hit him more than he probably will once the high is over. Instead, he gives a rewarding chaste kiss to the older man's swollen lips. Not too long after, he feels the sting of a strong bite to his throat. Kyungsoo breathes heavily and sighs through his nose as he comes between them, cum spurting onto Jongin's hand and chest. He gulps down Jongin's saccharine blood eagerly but is pulled away much too early from his meal as Jongin slams him back down onto the surface of the desk, pounding into him messily before releasing into his mate with a loud moan of ecstasy. He rocks his hips to ride out his orgasm, nails scratching at the desk and staining it with his semen-covered hand.
They both are heaving out gasps to catch their breath after such a rigorous fuck. Kyungsoo is awfully dazed, a side-effect of drinking his mate's blood, and lies there in the aftermath. But he forces himself to shake off the drowsy fog in his mind and sits up. Jongin startles and pulls out of the vampire, cum dripping out of his entrance instantly, much to Kyungsoo's horror.
And then it happens.
"You..." Blazing crimson eyes flare beneath the muddy brown of his contacts, and Kyungsoo's upper lip curls in anger. "I told you no consummation at school, Jongin!"
Jongin flinches at his pissed tone but is quick to defend himself. "I didn't see you trying to stop me! You're practically depriving me. How am I, a teenager in this day and age, supposed to survive on sex once a month?" He places a hand on his chest as if in disbelief.
Honestly, the real reason was due to how Kyungsoo bent over in front of him to help Sooyoung with her classwork. His dress pants clung tightly, accenting the curves Jongin knew he had, and the werewolf was practically dying trying to conceal his boner. No to mention he had to ask Kyungsoo for help at some point, and the teacher acted very seriously, looking over the teen's shoulder and pointing out his mistakes, breath brushing against Jongin's ear as he talked quietly.
And yet, he waited until after school, which is quite admirable considering Kyungsoo is his teacher for first period.
“I don’t know if you know this, Jongin, but our relationship can’t be solely based on sex,” Kyungsoo huffs. “You want us to be mates, right? Sex may help but spending actual time together is what will actually help us bond. Don’t think that we’re in love just because you get the urge to be near me all the time. I don’t know how you feel, but I don’t think I’m quite there yet.”
Lowering his gaze, Jongin relaxes his shoulders with a sigh. He knows Kyungsoo is right. They aren’t in love yet, but Jongin’s wolf is telling him they are. A soft growl, more like a purr, rumbles in his chest as he leans forward to rest his head on Kyungsoo's shoulder. The vampire sighs in response and kisses Jongin's head as his hand rubs as Jongin's naked back.
"Hyung," Jongin mumbles, "I'm sorry."
"Hmm?"
"For marking you and making you my mate. I know you didn't want it—didn't want me," he replies solemnly.
With wide eyes, Kyungsoo grabs Jongin by the shoulders, pulling him away to look him in the eyes. "Jongin, Jongin, no, that's not what I meant. Don't think for a second that I didn't want this. Yes, it couldn't have happened at a worse time, but I'm fine with it. These things aren't accidents. You made me your mate because it was supposed to happen. And I don't hate you," he pauses for a moment to think. "Think of it this way: we are boyfriends (that's what you humans use now, right), so it's much too soon for me to say that I'm in love with you. I know you think that sex is something we need, and it may very well be, but I would like us to take a gentler approach."
Jongin blinks. "Like...go on dates?"
"Yes, I think it'd be nice for us to spend some time together. It might be hard with me being your teacher and all, but we can still do things at my home and such,” Kyungsoo suggests. “Just give me a little while to warm up to this.”
Jongin thinks about it for a moment and decides that he is right as usual. It’s not like he needs to hear those three words from Kyungsoo right away, and it sounds nice to just spend some time together to properly become a couple. “Okay,” he mumbles with the start of a smile.
“Good, now that that’s over…” the vampire promptly grabs Jongin by the ear and tugs hard.
“Ow!” Jongin screeches, grabbing Kyungsoo’s pale wrist and yanking his hand away. “What the fuck was that for?!”
Kyungsoo huffs and hops off the desk with a glower. “It was for everything that pissed me off in the last twenty minutes. Put your clothes back on and help me clean the desk that we’ve soiled.”
“Sire, Jongin is here,” a tired voice startles Kyungsoo away from his nap in the daybed, hair mussed, glasses skewed, and the iPad lying in his lap. The vampire grumbles but wipes at his eyes before opening them, crimson hues slowly brightening with recognition.
“What?” he mumbles, sitting up as an arm rubs at his back to ease him awake as he has trouble doing so with his skewed sleeping pattern.
“You have a date with Jongin, Master Kyungsoo,” Yixing smiles at him in encouragement, still dressed in his pajamas. He must’ve gotten up at the sound of the door. It’s only early evening, so he shouldn’t be awake yet, unlike Kyungsoo, who’s on the opposite sleeping schedule. Yixing is permanently determined to his job as a servant though.
“Oh, yes, yes, you’re right,” Kyungsoo remembers about how he invited Jongin over this weekend to do whatever he wished in the manor. Jongin made up a lie of going to Taemin’s for the night. The werewolf seemed excited about it, so Kyungsoo can only hope whatever he planned isn’t as terrible as he imagines it to be.
“Where is he now?” the older man asks as he replaces the cover on his iPad and takes off his glasses.
“He’s waiting in the downstairs sitting room, Sire,” Yixing answers, holding his hands out for Kyungsoo to place the items in for him to put away. “Would you like me to do anything else for you?”
Kyungsoo combs his finger through his raven hair to fix in, looking in a nearby ornamental mirror to make sure he looks presentable. “No, go back to sleep, Yixing.”
The servant bows with a thankful, sleepy smile. He follows Kyungsoo out of the doorway, only turning to go back to his room while the other man heads down the grand staircase, trailing his hand over the old engraved oak of the railing.
As Yixing said, Kyungsoo finds Jongin in the sitting room, dressed in jeans and a sweater, a snapback resting backwards on his head as he fiddles with something on the T.V. The vampire tilts his head at the sight of the black box with wires coming out of it.
“What are you doing?” he asks, raising a brow and walking over to get a closer look as Jongin plugs some cords into the television.
“Setting up my PS3,” Jongin states as if it’s obvious.
“And a PS3 is…? You have to remember I am not keen with technology, Jongin,” Kyungsoo huffs, moving to take a seat on the white couch in front of the television. He ignores the urge to lie down and close his eyes again, sleep still clinging to his consciousness.
“You have a Wii, right?” He stands up from his crouched position to turn on the flat screen and then presses a button on the PS3, a beep sounding before it whirrs to life. “It’s the same thing: a game console.”
Jongin walks over to the couch with two black wireless controllers in his hand. They look a lot different from the Wii ones, and Kyungsoo holds his hands out with a puzzled expression. The werewolf snorts and helps him hold it right, thumbs settled on the buttons and left joystick.
“You want me to play a game with you?” Kyungsoo looks at him with an incredulous expression as Jongin settles on the couch beside him.
“Yeah,” the younger grins at him. Truthfully, he can’t wait to laugh at how terrible the vampire is going to be. Everyone sucks at video games when they first start playing. “It’s not like the cute Wii games though. This is a shooting game, and you don’t move the controller at all. You just use the buttons.”
“…Fascinating,” Kyungsoo murmurs, looking down at the device in his hands. It’s amazing how much technology has evolved. He remembers when photographs were the greatest damn thing around—and now pictures move and have color.
As it turns out, it’s not a surprise that Kyungsoo is terrible at human video games. Jongin struggles to explain to him how to shoot, turn the camera, walk, and reload— all at the same time. It frustrates the vampire to no end, and he doesn’t understand how Jongin does it so easily like it’s natural.
“Stop laughing! This is extremely difficult!” Kyungsoo hisses as Jongin doubles over in laughter after seeing the amount of kills between the two of them at the end screen. Jongin has the high score of 49, and Kyungsoo with 1 just because Jongin pitied him for a split second.
“I-I’m sorry, hyung, it’s just too much!” Jongin snickers with a large grin.
Kyungsoo scowls before turning his attention back to the television. His eyes narrow darkly, and his grip tightens on the controller. “I want to try again,” he says, voice burning with determination. “I am going to beat you in this goddamn game.”
Jongin wants to laugh at how serious Kyungsoo’s taking the game, but he swallows it anyways and loads the game once more.
Zitao stumbles out of their room with Sehun in tow, rubbing at his eyes as Yixing beckons them downstairs, camera in hand. Jongdae grins from beside him. The sun is down, so they’re all dressed and ready for the night full of chores and daily maintenance given to them by Kyungsoo.
Zitao opens his mouth to complain on why he couldn’t stay up late, but Yixing shushes him with a finger to his lips. He and Sehun both furrow their brows in confusion, but follow the two older vampires down the staircase, being as quiet as possible.
There are noises from the sitting room, the muted sounds of the television. Upon entering, the room is dark, only illuminated by the movie playing on the screen. The four servants stop in the entryway, all of their dead hearts warming at the sight of Kyungsoo and Jongin curled up on the loveseat, asleep, a single fluffy blanket covering them both. The young werewolf’s head lies on Kyungsoo’s shoulder, while the latter rests his cheek on the top of Jongin’s head.
“So cute,” Jongdae whispers as Yixing tiptoes forward and snaps a photo with his digital camera, the flash thankfully not waking either of them up.
“Very much so,” Yixing smiles, “Kyungsoo seems so much happier with Jongin.”
“I was so scared he would relapse back into what he was after Lady Soojung died,” Sehun admits, casting a brief sorrow upon them all. They remember very well what the vampire was like after losing his wife, grieving every single day and starving himself out of guilt for being unable to protect her, until they managed to convince him to retire.
“Indeed,” Zitao replies, “she would be at peace knowing he’s in a much better state of mind now.”
“Jongin’s served as a great distraction and healing factor to Kyungsoo, even if neither of them see it,” the oldest murmurs before clearing his throat quietly. “Anyways, let’s leave them be. Kyungsoo would be angry if he knew we were peeping on his private affairs.”
“It’s not really private when it’s in the sitting room,” Sehun mumbles.
Jongin sighs as he lies on his bed, bored out of his mind. It’s the weekend, a week after his first “date” with Kyungsoo—which was actually fun. He definitely had to play video games with Kyungsoo more often. It was when the real “old man” side of Kyungsoo came out, and had Jongin struggling to not laugh when the vampire got more and more pissed after every loss with each round.
He’d wanted to go over again this weekend, but Kyungsoo denied his request. He didn’t want to attract any attention from Jongin’s parents, in case they wonder why he’s going over to Taemin’s house so often when it’s usually his friend coming over to Jongin’s place.
Holding his phone above his face, Jongin ignores Taemin’s texts in fear of being spammed with memes, and instead opens a contact he rarely texts.
Jongin
hey hyung what are you doing?
It takes approximately ten minutes of watching the typing bubble do its thing before Kyungsoo finally sends a message back. Jongin knows he has trouble with the touchscreen, so he doesn’t mind.
Kyungsoo
I told you not to text me unless you need something.
Jongin
but i do need something………….
i need your love :)
Kyungsoo
Jongin, please.
I am busy writing things for the council.
Jongin
:-(
come see me hyung
come in my window
i want u
im bored
Kyungsoo
No. Go to sleep, Jongin.
Jongin
come or I'll send nudes ;)
Kyungsoo
????? I do not know what that means.
Jongin snickers as he stares at the screen. He didn’t really plan on actually sending Kyungsoo’s nudes or even masturbating at all, but since the vampire has no clue as to what they are, he absolutely must show him. With a grin, he sets down his cell phone and walks over to lock the door in case his mom decides to pop in or something. He gets out his trusty roll of toilet paper and lube before back down and the bed and getting down to business.
Rubbing his palm against his dick through the fabric of his boxers, Jongin imagines Kyungsoo doing the same with his smaller, paler hand. He grunts and gropes himself harder before tugging down his underwear until his half-hard cock is fully uncovered. Slicking up his palm with lube, he starts to jerk himself off with visions of the vampire sucking him off, something that hasn’t happened yet. He shudders at the thought of those pink and thick lips wrapped around his erection and skimming over his balls.
Letting go of his dick and watching it lie and curve against his stomach, Jongin breathes unevenly as he reaches over and grabs his discarded phone with his clean hand. Opening the camera app, he snaps a quick picture but doesn’t send it yet.
Jongin continues on with his impromptu masturbation session until he’s gasping and coming onto his bare chest. Tired and boneless, he carries on with his mission and takes another picture of the semen on his stomach. Once that’s done, he sends the two pictures with a sly smirk and cleans himself up as he waits for Kyungsoo’s reply.
However, instead of hearing the usual ping of a notification, he hears a rapid series of taps on his window. Sitting up and craning his head, Jongin’s eyes go wide at the sight of Kyungsoo sitting there, perched on the windowsill like it’s nothing.
“Kyungsoo?” he questions as he walks over and opens the window.
“You said if I came you wouldn’t send nudes,” the vampire deadpans, looking up at him with a glare.
Jongin is taken aback and blinks. “I was just joking, hyung.” He didn’t think Kyungsoo would actually show up.
“Shall I go home then?” Kyungsoo grumbles, standing up from his crouching position like he’s about to leave.
“No, no!” Jongin reaches out and latches onto his wrist. “Stay here. Sleep with me.”
“Very well,” the older male sighs and enters through the window, standing in Jongin’s room for the first time. He raises his brows at the sight of scattered water bottles and other trash that the teen just left lying around. Kyungsoo looks at the many things that add up to make Jongin himself as he politely removes his shoes.
“By the way, I cannot believe you did such a dirty act just to get me to come here,” Kyungsoo grumbles, unbuttoning his coat, revealing a simple sweater, and taking off his pants. Jongin’s a bit surprised before he remembers the vampire can’t sleep comfortably while wearing pants.
“It’s because I love you, Kyungsoo,” Jongin grins cheekily as he lies down on his bed, moving closer to the wall to leave room for the vampire, who approaches cautiously before lying down next to him, facing him on his side. The soft light of the lamp is the only thing illuminating the room, casting a dull brightness over Kyungsoo’s face. He looks beautiful, handsome, Jongin has to admit.
“Stop saying that,” Kyungsoo murmurs, closing his eyes. He doesn’t mean it venomously, and Jongin can tell by his tone.
Shifting closer, the younger throws an arm over Kyungsoo’s waist and presses his face in the crook of his neck. He feels comforted with the smell and warmth of his mate close by and tangible. With a sigh, he looks up. “Hyung, why won’t you say it back to me? I know you’re attracted to me, and we’ve known each other for quite some time now.”
Kyungsoo is quiet, and Jongin thinks he’s already asleep before his eyes open again. “I don’t know,” he admits, placing his chilled fingers on the back of the werewolf’s neck. “I think I am just scared. If I tell you and commit…then you will leave me too. The council could find out about you and anytime, and they will kill you at any chance they get. Chanyeol’s only safe because Baekhyun knows how to hide him. I can’t do that with you.”
“That won’t happen, hyung. I won’t let it,” Jongin says firmly. He knows the past still haunts Kyungsoo in little flashes of fear that dwell in his heart. “You’ve done enough already. Don’t worry about it.”
“But…” Kyungsoo’s voice falls short, and Jongin hugs him closer.
“It won’t happen again.”
“Okay,” the vampire relents with a sigh. “I’ll tell you tomorrow then.”
“What?!” Jongin shoots up, spotting the smile on the other male’s lips. “Hyung, please!”
“Please do hush, Jongin. I’m trying to sleep.”