Is it still me who makes you sweat? [Kida&Claude]

[Sarah]

"Can't we take care of each oth-" Claude's eyes slid shut as a gutteral growl bubbled up. So, Kida had been the one to reach for the zipper, surprising, but not satisfying. Not, all the way satisfying. Damn him. He'd have to tie the boy down to rape him. He was throughly masochistic now, thanks to this guy.

But, who could keep from moaning when finally accessed like this? It was so sexy like that. Kida's hand in a rather private place, upon which he never thought would be violated. "Fuck." He stated simply, unsure if that was the request of a fuck, or simply saying the word for the sake of saying it.

[marriedinthesunx]

Kida couldn't help but offer a Cheshire cat grin to his companion when his words were cut short, the expression on his face, the pure euphoria, something he couldn't hide. What a sexy boy. The idea of having the other in him, however? Terrifying, and unwelcomed. Sure, Claude would be nice to look at, nice to touch, but under no circumstances did the fifteen year old want the other sinking into him, sheathed in his heat. Well, alright, that was perhaps a bit much, but...but it wouldn't be soon. Not until he got the confidence, not until he could work himself into the right frame of mind.

Fingers which teased that erection were fluttering over it, the back of his hand merely brushing against the throbbing length. Oh, he'd play nice. It's just that a bit of teasing was certainly needed to place the older boy in his place. The gasped curse word only caused him to smile weakly, a shaky breath escaping his mouth. "Beautiful.." he mentioned, more to himself than to the older boy, but unable to stop himself from watching the boy unravel infront of him. It was such a power trip, and he was drunk on it.

Hands shifted now, the one stray within those pants peaking out momentarily before gripping his companion's pants and shoving them down to the ground. Another moment was spared, staring at the firm arousal that seemed to be staring back. That was a penis, alright. He couldn't tell you why, couldn't tell you how, but at that moment he fell to his knees, hands landing firmly on Claude's hips, pressing a couple of stray kisses against strong milky thighs. Confidence inside the bedroom, or rather, inside Math class? He never imagined he would, but that child like curiosity, that desire to try something new, something that wouldn't hurt -him- physically, was astounding. "Wow," he added, a little short for words before cautiously experimentally dragging his pink tongue over the head of that weeping arousal.

Not just a tease-- but a cock tease, too.
This would never be told to Ernest, and this certainly would never be brought up in 'Therapy.'

Well, no. It would probably be brought up in Therapy.

[Sarah]

Oh, so all this from a boy who was terryfied of sex? He was making it so damn hard not to tackle him now! The new breeze was welcomed when he was rid of his pants. So what? He was in a classroom, sure, that was a bit awkward, but he wouldnt let himself care.

His eyes opened when the feelings stopped, his brows furrowing like a little kid wondering why his mother had turned the television off. Like 'Where'd the fun go?'. He glanced down, finding Kida's eyes distracted, and he smiled wider. He had thought of so many lines in his head, one of which being his favorite. 'Yep, that's a penis. Can I see yours?' but he held it back, the best part was even yet to come. He still smiled wider when Kida knelt down, as if to be on eye level. Claude wiggled his hips slightly, his own weak act of tease, though was more pleased with receiving then giving.

Oh, and when those lips pecked his thighs! Hot damn. An unusual and most certainly sexual gesture had never felt this good before, considering he hadnt felt it before. "Wow?" He chuckled, finding the word unexpected. But, even more unexpected, was the action, causing Claude to press no further laughter, replaced with a groan. "Fuuuuck.." He moaned, wondering how on Earth he was still capable of standing.

[marriedinthesunx]

That moan would be tattooed in his brain. The sensual, husked curse word never sounding quite so good as it did today when parted from Claude M. Kepp's kiss bruised lips. From underneath his fingers he could tell the older boy quite possibly could give out and those big, bright blue doe eyes peered up at the third year in an almost agonizing innocent manner. As if what he had done completely escaped him, of course, this was certainly a part of a building act the fifteen year old was putting on. Lower lip was brought into his mouth, teeth tugging down to stop a smile from curling onto his feautres.

"Lean back against the desk," he instructe, finding it hard to breath, his hands falling and parting those thighs, unintelligible tracing being administered to the hot flesh. "I don't want you to fall," was added, deciding that it was probably best if he provided a reason for the other to do as told, instead of just demanding it of him. He already knew how Claude felt about authority from younger persons and he wasn't going to miss his chance to see that face contort in pleasure.

Eyes were heavy lidded, staring back down at that erection before leaning back in, this time, enveloping the mushroom top head within his mouth, sucking on it boldly before willing himself to accept an inch more into his mouth, taking down a girth he knew he shouldn't be. Oral sex? What was he honestly trying to do to himself? This was ridiculous! But any logic that was screaming in his face was ignored, after all, the blond had absolutely no common sense. He hadn't the slightest idea that this could make things much worse for the both of them.

Mouth slipped off from the wet organ, smiling to himself before dragging his tongue flatly on the underside, moaning softly before parting his lips and going halfway down on the pulsing, flushed skin. Pacing himself...this was, after all, his first time doing this..and...and oh Gosh. This was moving awfully fast, wasn't it?

[Sarah]

Claude didnt for once think of Kida's request, his weight pushing against the desk and even pushing it some under the new found pressure he applied. Oh, this was the longest fucking lock down ever, and Claude couldnt have been happier. This time, when Kida really did come to terms with the name 'cock sucker' Claude gasped slightly. Hadnt expected that. Hairs were lifted up off his skin now from the feeling. So pleasurable.

Awfully fast, or not fast enough? Claude decided on the later, pushing his weight on to his feet again, kneeling down to where he was eye level with Kida, his shaft still heated, and nearly touching the floor now. "Fair is fair. That's my cock, I get to see yours." He said quickly and bluntly, undoing the button and zipper on Kida's pants before he could protest. Whether it be huge or tiny, he didnt care.

He took only a second to tease around the waistband, knowing that Kida was on red alert now, before sinking his hand down, grabbing his penis in hopes of turning him around. This wouldnt end now, if he could help it.

He could make him want this. And, he wasnt getting off without a tease of his own.

God, Claude was eventually going to die from all this built up sex suspense, and Kida would face a similar death, each murdering the other.

[marriedinthesunx]

He worked good on his knees, the first year so desperately eager to please the boy above him and finding that the longer he did this, the more suited he was for this position. So gay, so goddamn queer and if his mother or father knew about this, knew about his sudden findings and confirmations at Eddingborough, they would have had him withdrawn immediately. After all, their son had been perfectly heterosexual before slipping into the school system, right?

The groans that emitted from that open mouth, the way that breathing was becoming atrociously uneven, it was all too perfect. However, all at once those knees were bent and the third year was down to his level, meeting eye to eye. Concern seemed to etch into the Greek's perfectly angelic face, head tilting and about to ask what was wrong. However, all words escaped him, the entire English language, was robbed from him the moment that mouth opened.

'Fair is fair. That's my cock, I get to see yours.'

That wasn't in the plan.

For a moment it was as if the other had spoken an tongues and before he could even stop the other boy, his pants were unbuttoned, unzipped and left as a free for all zone for his partner's hand. It had all happened so quickly, so horribly, unsettlingly fast that a certain terror struck over the blond. Those fingers were rough against him and they curled so swiftly around his own arousal and he couldn't even stop a surprised hitch in breath. Brain just froze. Quit.

And at the perfect moment too, it seemed.

Because only a second later the previously locked door had been opened, a muttering, oblivious brunet shoving his way through the classroom, keys in hand suddenly dropping flatly on the floor. It was as if they were put on mute as of suddenly and the blond on the floor whipped his head to glance at the intruder. The face was recognizable, painfully so, and all at once that memory was rejogged and open palms shoved Claude harshly from him, the flushed, half dressed boy scrambling for his shirt and collecting it within his hands and racing towards the open door behind a rather surprised, but elated Haley E. Badger.

The first year just breezed past him, and languidly the third year peered out, watching the half naked boy absolutely speed down the hall. Well, you didn't see that everyday. A casual glance now turned to the remaining boy, arms crossed over his chest and raising a single, smug brow. "Those first years are quick, aren't they, Kepp?" He mentioned with a smirk that definitely read, 'this is going everywhere.'

When there was dirt-- Haley was sure to spread it.

Blissful to an observer, this was probably complete horror for Nakita Peterson who was feeling quite hurt.

There was a deal, after all.

[Sarah]

Oh, his hand hugging that heat was a wonderful feeling. He didnt care how this was for Kida, it was only fair. He hadnt even forced him to have sex or anything. He was just giving him a taste of what he was doing.

But, that Badger kid just had to come in.

There he was, about to work Kida into oblivion, force him to learn by experience, and recieve the best thing of his life. But, now, he sat there, completely stripped with the exception of a tie strung loosely around his neck. His face was mixed with surprise, before screwing in total distaste for Haley.

Yeah, Claude would be the new subject of talk. Goody goody gumballs! Glaring at him for a minute, he rose back to his feet, pulling up his boxers, Spongebob today, and following suit with his slacks, saying nothing, but glaring at Haley all the while.

[marriedinthesunx]

Haley Badger hadn't any shame, and had seen it all. This wasn't the most unusual thing he had ever caught sight of by opening a door, but it was still all in good fun to tease a rather embarrassed classmate. Claude M. Kepp was an easy target for punishment, so there was no doubt that this would be all over the school within the next three hours. After all, kids had loose lips and the boy in rather comical Sponge Bob underpants would be the main focus. Maybe this was his fifteen minutes of fame, of course, it certainly lost it's appeal when there a was first year in the mix. Did this guy need help getting set up with a boy his age? He'd be pleased to help-- if only Claude endured some good natured teasing.

Little did he know that his best friend, Sebastien Lenoire, had attempted to do the same thing previously, except anonymously.

The brunet swaggered over, leaning back on a desk and stretching his arms up and above his head. The stern, trite look on his companion's friend hardly bothered him, instead just yawning and giving a rather satisfied smile. "So, you and Kida, huh?" He mentioned, starting off rather strong but then suddenly bursting out in laughter.

His stomach shook and a hand rose to cover his mouth, nearly doubling over at the idea. Oh, that was really too rich. Haley E. Badger was a grade A asshole, this was going to make his entire week. "The kid barely hit puberty, Kepp." Another roar of laughter, wiping a couple of stray tears from his eyes before groaning, stomach starting to hurt from exhaustion.

Oh, Claude was going to hate him.
But that was fine by Haley.

[Sarah]

Claude's teeth were mashed together. 'Just walk away now, Badge.' He thought, as if by mere thought Haley would leave. That wasnt the case, of course, but he could dream.

Could dream that he wouldnt be the laughingstock of the school.

Could dream that he would ever have that moment with Kida again.

Could dream that Haley would go to hell before a word was spoken.

No one could be too sure of how Claude would ever accept any guy his age, especially Haley for this matter, after all this was said and done. He continued buttoning the buttons on his jacket, staring at them rather Haley's smirk. "Yep," He answered bluntly, resisting the urge for it to be through his teeth. But, he did cringe when the laughter started up.

Ouch. Well, he might want to get used to that, after all. He straigtened his tie, still trying hard to ignore. "I'll take whatever I can get, Badger." He said simply, deciding he wouldnt fuel his fun.

[marriedinthesunx]

He was pleased to be on his perch, pleased with the view in front of him. Normally he wouldn't think to say that math pleasured him in any sense of the word, but the fact that a first and third year were red hot news? Oh, math class might as well be his favorite place ever. Legs swung childishly, fingers now gripping the ends of the desk. He tried to make sense of the events he saw. Questions were already bubbling through him. Who had started it? being the main one. After all, Kida couldn't hurt a fly. And the boy had such anxiety issues, it seemed, that there as almost a one hundred percent chance that Claude had attacked him. This was pleasing.

Perhaps pleasing to him because he was staging the exact same game plan. But instead with an unsuspecting first year, he was working it on his annoyingly sweet room mate.

The rough answer was strained and this only delighted him further, leaning forward and grinning brightly. "Well, the poor thing scares like a rabbit, Claude. Were you really going to be getting anything out of that thing?" Alright, now there was the cruelty in Haley. Things. Toys. He didn't have high regard for many people and the rest of them? They were just there for his own amusement. It was a rough world for most when it came to the presence of the obnoxious brunet. "And if that's truly the case," he began now, sliding off the desk and striding towards the other to casually, mockingly, fix his tie.

"Come to me when you're lonely, I'm certain we could arrange something.." A cheeky smirk now, giving a small tug on the end of his tie before fluttering off, butterfly like, and collecting the stray book he had left behind. Kida's books weren't too far off.

Apparently the blond wouldn't be doing any math homework tonight.

[Sarah]

Come to him? Claude would most certainly consider that, considering the heat built up in him before. When he just closed his eyes, he could see it all over again. Kida, him, the locked door. Ah, Bliss.
He'd take whatever bliss he could get now. Even Haley Badger.

Sighing, he was dressed now, Claude picked up his books, not bothering to straighten the desk he'd pushed over with his weight earlier. He started out the door, then paused, spotting Kida's books. He stepped back inside, picking up the books, and started down the hall, as if that encounter hadnt taken place. Believe it or not, he started for the first year dorms. If Kida could attack him at his dorm, Claude could attack him at his.