Chapter 13
TOBIAS
Today, Tobias was back in control. He had to be. His focus was sharp, his needs clear, and the path to get to his goal just in reach. Or so he thought, because when Alexander looked at him, all thoughts of revenge slipped away like sand through his fingers.
He hated himself even more for it, but it was completely out of his control.
Tobias couldn’t follow the topic Alexander was teaching, nor could he make sense of the endless notes he drew up on the blackboard behind him.
What he did focus on was the careful way Alexander handled the chalk, or how he rolled his sleeves up every time something excited him.
It made him ravenous in a way that usually signalled the need to feed, except it wasn’t blood Tobias longed for in that moment.
Alexander was literally digging into the topic he loved.
Watching a man be snatched away by a subject he adored was… enticing.
Eventually, the last of the students filed out, leaving them alone.
Tobias sensed the building tension, like the taut pull of a string ready to snap. And snap it did, as Alexander jolted forward, gathered Tobias close, and drew his mouth up to his.
The kiss was electric. It caused shivers to crest across every inch of his skin.
He had never felt so desperate. In part, he knew this was all a play, a move of a pawn on the chessboard to get closer to the king.
But Tobias couldn’t help but feel as though he would allow himself to be checkmated – willingly – by Alexander.
In that moment, only the two of them existed.
Tobias melted into Alexander, wrapping his arms around the back of his neck, anchoring himself. Alexander’s hands worked under his jumper, fondling his cold, bare skin, nails no doubt leaving marks and lines like the map of where Alexander had been.
Tobias knew that by the time they were done, Alexander would have caressed every part of him.
It could have been minutes, or hours, since the kiss began. But when Alexander drew back, Tobias gasped his plea out. “Don’t stop…”
“I’m enjoying myself.” Alexander’s deep chuckle caused Tobias to become rock solid in his jeans – the man could turn things to stone better than Medusa and her snakes. “Believe me, little deer, I don’t intend to stop.”
There was that nickname again, except this time it wasn’t disgust that raised the hair on Tobias’ skin. It was a shiver of pleasure. Enjoyment, almost. He knew he should despise it, but that was far from how he felt in that moment.
Tobias folded himself into Alexander’s chest, clutching onto his tweed jacket for dear life. “Then what the fuck do you call this? Hard edging? Teasing? Torture using your patented blue balls technique?”
“No, none of those things.” Alexander pressed a kiss to Tobias’ forehead. “I’m just slowing things down until I can understand what you mean by everything.”
The corners of Tobias’ mouth tipped upwards. “I’m here for you. As to what I want from you – well, do you wish for me to put it plainly, or say it in a way that won’t embarrass your apparently delicate sensibilities?”
Alexander’s aura brightened until it was nearly blinding. The man was hanging on every one of Tobias’ words. It made Tobias feel like he was in control, but not in the way he should be.
“Just say what you mean, Tobias,” Alexander pleaded. “Help me understand what you want. How to make things good for you. How to be good for you.”
Fuck it.
“I want you to fuck me, right here.” Tobias pointed to the lectern at their side.
Papers were strewn across it, but wouldn’t be for long.
“I want you to punish me. I should never have left you last night, and I know that. So take my clothes off, lay me on my back, and fuck me until this entire room echoes with my moans.”
Alexander’s mouth dropped open before his tongue darted out to lick his lips.
“So you’ve come to interrupt me at work so I can punish you for leaving me alone last night?
” He laughed, sticking his hands in his pockets and stepping back to look Tobias up and down.
“That’s a new one to me. Who even are you? ”
“Just me,” Tobias answered, licking his lips too. “Only ever me.”
All Tobias wanted was to keep pretending. They were both living a lie. But together, it felt more like reality than anything Tobias had experienced.
He realised, then, that he wanted it to be real.
“I don’t know when the next class is,” Alexander murmured into Tobias’ neck as he stepped forward to kiss and nip at the skin again. “More students could walk in at any moment.”
Tobias huffed a laugh. “Then philosophy won’t be the only thing you teach them.”
Alexander pressed a kiss above Tobias’ jugular. “You really are a temptress. You’re dangerous, Tobias.”
Tobias forced a smirk to conceal the sheer agony of how true the statement was. “You have no idea.”
Firm hands reached beneath Tobias, picking him up.
Instinctively, he wrapped his legs around Alexander’s waist, all while Alexander devoured Tobias’ neck with his mouth.
Days of stubble scratched Tobias’ skin, but that didn’t matter.
Alexander guided them, just as Tobias had commanded, to the lectern.
With the sweep of a hand, the papers fluttered to the floor like snow.
He balanced Tobias on the wooden edge, while Tobias’ nails roamed across Alexander’s scalp.
With practised hands, Alexander made sure that Tobias’ clothes swiftly joined the papers strewn across the floor, leaving him bare.
“Your – clothes are–” Tobias could only fit words in the gaps between Alexander’s passionate kisses. “Still on. This isn’t fair.”
Alexander said something, but his reply was muffled. He made no move to divest himself of his clothes, although Tobias couldn’t complain. He was shocked that this late in life, he’d discovered a new kink – being fucked by a man in a three-piece tweed suit.
Tobias cocked his head back, stared at the classroom ceiling, and enjoyed how Alexander dragged his kisses down Tobias’ stomach, all the while gripping his waist, making him feel small and meek in his grasp. Only when Alexander stopped did Tobias look up to find out why, his head spinning.
The professor stood before him, Tobias’ feet pressed to his chest. With one hand, and without taking his eyes off Tobias, Alexander reached for his belt and tugged it off. Then came the buttons of his suit trousers, one by one, followed by the draw of his zip going down.
His mouth salivated. “God help me.”
“If by God you mean me…” Alexander withdrew his long, hard cock with practised ease.
His trousers clung to his powerful thighs, his untucked shirt framing his length as he gripped it and nudged the head against Tobias’ entrance.
“But perhaps that’s a bit too blasphemous for your tastes.
Maybe I’m a mere confessor instead. Any sins you’ve got to be absolved of, Tobias? ”
They locked eyes, and the world slipped away. “Yes,” Tobias got out.
“Beg for absolution, then,” Alexander said, his deep voice husky.
“Give it to me,” Tobias gasped, “please. Please, Alexander.”
He knew he sounded as desperate as he felt.
He wanted nothing more than to feel this man inside of him.
Stretching him, filling him, fucking into him.
Alexander leaned forward, forcing Tobias’ knees to bend even deeper, encouraging him into a position that would help ease Alexander’s enormous cock into Tobias’ waiting body.
“Look at me. Focus on me. Nothing else.”
Tobias longed to tell Alexander that nothing else had the power to distract him, but as the curved, slick head of Alexander’s cock pressed into him, all words floated away.
Bliss. It was overwhelming. A sharp stab of pain at the initial stretch soon melted into rich and delicious pleasure as Alexander slowly but confidently entered Tobias. Alexander buried every inch, until the press of his hips against Tobias’ arse signalled there was nothing more to offer.
“Are you alright?” Alexander asked, genuine concern etched across his knotted brow.
Tobias gathered his breathing, knowing his flushed skin and tightening ring of muscle answered the question for him. “Quite. I’m ready for you to fuck me, professor.”
Alexander dipped in close, kissing Tobias differently than before. He had always been soft, but this was easy and natural, like breathing, like Tobias was deserving. And maybe he would have been, if he weren’t a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
But before that particular destructive thought process could take hold, Alexander thrust forward, his hips slapping against Tobias’ arse. He felt so deep that it was incredible, as though Tobias could place a hand on his stomach and feel where Alexander’s cock was inside him.
“Good God,” Tobias swore, snatching Alexander’s tie and knotting it around his fist. “Take me.”
“I’ve got you,” Alexander said, each word clear but breathy as he continued thrusting into Tobias.
Tobias saw stars. His head fell back, eyes closing, lights bursting behind his eyelids every time Alexander rubbed his cock across the sensitive spot deep inside of him.
What he wanted was to take his cock into his hand and jerk it in rhythm with Alexander’s fucking.
But in reality, all he could do was reach back, grasp the lectern for dear life, and enjoy the ride.
It was so entirely overwhelming, Tobias didn’t feel his foot move from Alexander’s chest. Not until the wet brush of a tongue coiled around his toe. He lifted his head, only to find Alexander sucking it.
Surprise kink number two had been activated.
Tobias had been the type of person that stood behind feet being disgusting, and perhaps if anyone else had done this to him, he would’ve kicked them swiftly in the jaw.
But seeing Alexander, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, his tongue rolling around Tobias’ toe, it almost made him come there and then.
Alexander read the pleasure on Tobias’ face, and his thrusts intensified. He popped the toe from his mouth, lips glistening wet, and said, “I’m close. If you look up at me like that, I don’t think I have the capacity to control myself.”
Those first two words were the most disappointing and thrilling words Tobias could’ve heard.
He wanted this feeling to go on for an eternity, but in the same breath, knowing that all it took was for Alexander to look at him for the end to race towards them gave him a sense of fulfilment. “Fill. Me. Up.”
Alexander returned Tobias’ foot to his chest, used that hand, and reached for Tobias’ cock. He took it, palming it, grasping with a firm but careful hold. “Fuck,” Alexander swore, his facade breaking.
“Harder,” Tobias agreed, blinded by colours and stars and pleasure.
It happened at once. All of it, so that thinking was impossible. Everything boiled down to this overwhelming sense of racing, a rushing flood inside of his groin which built and built, until his pleasure could no longer be contained.
Every wall and restraint between the two of them shattered in a single second as they came as one, Alexander buried to his hips inside of Tobias, Tobias spilling across his stomach and Alexander’s knuckles.
What followed in the moments after was the closest he’d come to peace since his family had died. Seemingly endless, with no thoughts of what came before or what would come after. Just now, the two of them breathing together.
This was something Tobias never even knew he wanted.
Alexander. Not as the heir of the Damianos clan, not as a means to an end, simply as himself.
“Well, what a turn of events,” Alexander said finally, beaming down at him, as reality slowly crept back in. Alexander carefully withdrew his cock, the sensation far more sensitive now that Tobias had finished.
Tobias slowly sat up, covered in his own come, with Alexander’s lingering inside of him. He was naked and yet he felt as though he was floating as Alexander helped him stand. “Never fucked anyone here before?”
“Never,” Alexander answered, taking out his pocket square and using it to clean Tobias up. “But I intend to do it again. With you, if that wasn’t clear.”
Tobias’ chest warmed. He clung to that feeling, using it to battle away the insecurities waiting on the sidelines. “I’m honoured.”
“No.” Alexander paused, the pocket square sodden with Tobias’ come. “I’m the one who’s honoured. You couldn’t begin to understand what effect you are having on me, Tobias. You’re showing me a side to people I never knew existed. You’re opening my eyes. You–”
Tobias silenced him with a kiss, knowing if another word was said, he would turn and run again.
Only once Alexander was truly silenced did he find the courage to say something back.
“Perhaps you should save your declaration of affection for later. I’m sure you’ve got somewhere to be.
Not to mention I need a strong coffee and some fresh air before getting back to the library. ”
Alexander’s nose twitched, inhaling the scent that lingered. “How am I to continue working today when I can smell you everywhere?”
“I’m sure you’ll manage,” Tobias added with a wink, pulling his clothes on now Alexander had cleaned him down. “I could meet you after, for a coffee, before we head over to the soup kitchen?”
Alexander smiled, but then it faltered. “I… that sounds lovely, but I promised my sister I would run an errand for her.”
Tobias waited for the offer that he could join, but it never came. “More secret family business?”
“Something like that,” Alexander replied, clearly bothered.
But not nearly as bothered as Tobias. Reality broke through the post-pleasure haze.
What if this business had something to do with Alexander’s search at the club last night?
He couldn’t afford to let it happen, so suddenly he, too, found that he had plans.
“Well,” Tobias gathered himself and his dignity. “I guess I’ll see you later.”
“That you will,” Alexander said, snatching Tobias’ wrist as he turned. With a tug, they were forced together, mouths meeting as one. Tobias closed his eyes, wishing that it would act as a distraction again. But this time, his mind wouldn’t clear.