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[The False One]

Heiney

Stefan Klause <3

~~~~Stefan blushed a little as he hummed somewhat before almost laughing at Virile when he said he was a very good art instructor, that grin and the beckoning. He raised his brows up as he stood up putting his sketch pad on his seat before walking over to the desk. He seemed a little nervous before raising his brows up in surprise when Virile patted his lap. He blinked a bit and cleared his throat softly as he climbed up into Virile's lap straddling his legs as best he could as he sat back somewhat onto of his knees.~~~~  

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❝ Virile let a low hum out, something that usually came out from a persons mouth when they took a good bite of something delicious and savory. He wet and bit his bottom lip as he watched the boy's expression. "Good boy."

He reached behind Stefan to pull him closer. He trailed his hands up the boy's sides and took his hands to bring them forward to his chest. The teacher sat Stefan's left hand on his right shoulder and started tracing the curves and dips of his own body with the other's hand.

Virile moved the boy's hand up his neck and onto his cheek where he turned his face to kiss the palm of Stefan's hand. He closed his eyes and sighed, kissing down the boys arm slowly.

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The False One

 

[The False One]

Heiney

Stefan Klause <3

~~~~Stefan's brows furrowed slightly before he swallowed a little blushing a bit darkly at the comment of him being a good boy. Well.. he had felt a rather odd compelling desire to obey what his instructor told him. Whether it was the love of art or something...more taboo he didn't know. He swallowed slowly as his eyes moved to a more half-lidded state as he was getting closer to his instructor. His cheeks were a soft red as he shivered feeling Virile's hands moving up his sides, Ohh it made him all tingly for some reason. Stefan squeezed Virile's shoulder slightly as his other hand was made to trace and explore the curves and dips of Virile's body. His eyes widened slowly as they were slowly becoming clouded with some complicated and yet simple emotions like lust and vague confusion as well as desire and longing. He shifted a bit on Virile's lap breathing in softly as he shivered, his fingers twitching a bit as he felt the other's lips moving down his arms. His eyes narrowing in on the older man as he watched him moving closer and closer to his shoulder. Ohh good heavens..it was making Stefan's heart pound faster and faster as his cheeks heated up a bit more to make a rather rosy blush appear in his cheeks.

He shifted more scooting up higher on Virile's lap until their waists were pressed into each other as his left hand formed a fist gripping the cloth of his shirt.
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❝ The teacher gave a low purr when Stefan scooted closer. His lips found their way to his neck and he ghosted his tongue up to give a wet kiss under the boy's ear. A smirk ghosted on his lips. Virile moved over to the boy's face and hovered over his lips.

He leaned in close like he was about to kiss them, and just when their lips brushed together he moved and kissed his forehead instead.
"You see what I mean, its easier to get to know your subject up close like this." The pure amusement on Virile's face was cruel. He leaned back and bit his bottom lip, savoring the taste of the boy's skin. His hands lingered on the Stefan though, tracing their way down his spine to the small of his back. He liked being able to feel the boy's smaller frame, he felt fragile under his touch, like he could break if the teacher held him too roughly.

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The False One

 

[The False One]

Heiney

Stefan Klause <3

~~~~Stef's cheeks heated up drastically as he slid his hand from his shoulder around to the back of Virile's neck running his nails along the skin there idly. He inhaled a bit sharply squeaking softly when he planted that wet kiss just under his ear making him quiver against him. 'O-oh..my..' he thought shivering as he breathed in and out slowly as he got closer and closer to him. His eyes closing all the way when he felt their lips brushing against for a mere moment before he moved and kissed his forehead. He blinked a couple times after reopening his eyes, he seemed to have a vaguely upset look on his face though it was faint as he turned his face to look away from him. "T..Thank you Professor.." he said softly as if trying to hide his disappointment. He swallowed softly as he was trying to calm himself back down though Virile's hands on his back didn't help any at all. He chided himself for being too obvious with his emotions out on his sleeves like an open book in front of this professor like so. Biting his lower lips softly as he swallowed dryily, this wasn't going to be very good for him if he got attached to this teacher.

He probably had someone in his life already and well..Stefan was so young, he didn't know a lot about relationships and such. He'd naively love too hard probably being so innocent and young you tend to make a lot of mistakes like that. Though Virile was like a taboo adventure for him that he was already falling into, the smokey smell of cigarette smoke that lingered on him, those sharp eyes. The beautiful features of Virile's handsome face, Stefan knew he would never forget any of it and that was going to be the poor boy's imminent downfall for sure. He swallowed again as he even though he knew these things, he didn't remove himself from Virile's lap. Simply staring into his Professor's face as if memorizing every last little detail. ~~~~  

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❝ Virile drank in the boy's needy expressions. It was plain as day the boy was unsatisfied, but Virile was nothing short of a tease. He watched Stefan carefully, a sweet innocent face he could get used to, but not one he could keep forever. He was too young, and too naive.

The teacher closed his eyes and sighed through his nose. One of his wandering hands found its way creeping up the boy's shirt while the other edged slowly downward. Virile was loving the feel of the boy's smooth skin under his calloused hands, the curve of his back enticing and beckoning. This wasnt the place though, they were front and center of Virile's classroom after all. "Stefan.." He called the attention of the boy in his lap and adjusted himself so he could speak close to the boy's ear. "We can play more later, but we're in class right now, aren't we?" He hummed.
As an after thought Virile pressed a brief kiss to Stefan's lips and removed his hands from the boy's slender body.

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The False One

 

[The False One]

Heiney

Stefan Klause <3

~~~~Stef inhaled softly feeling Virile's calloused hands running over his skin. He swallowed slowly as he arched his body tilting his head back just barely a fraction of an inch. His hand gripped the back of Virile's shirt a little before he shivered somewhat at his closeness to his ear, "Yes?" he breathed softly before snorting in a sarcastic manner. "Alright.." he started off though he was silenced by the brief kiss to his lips, he blushed a little before pulling back from Virile and climbed out of his lap. "I get it." he hummed as he walked away and picked up his sketch book and pencil flipping it open to his sketch of Virile. He raised a brow at him, "Well. Lets finish the work shall we?" he asked softly as he pulled his seat back to the table. He'd lost that little spark that had been there, it'd been shut down and he was reduced to just wanting to finish his sketch now. The passion had been reduced somewhat now as he sat back down and crossed his legs at the knees staring at his paper.~~~~  

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The False One

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thoughts : back to him...
with : Stefan and Virile
feeling : flustered

3 had been in other classes, but he had another art period, which he was very happy about. Virile was stuck in his head the whole time. What people who knew 3 at all would normally expect him to think things like, does he like me back ? or is he just trying to ruin me ? but no. He was thinking things like , Those..soft lips, and his sharp teeth..slowly dragging across my neck. Virile had already ruined how he thought for the day. He had been thinking about how he was ignored in his last class.
He sighed walking into class, seeing him and one other student. Instantly he tried to tell if Virile was being himself with him, he sat down on the back corner of the room where he always was. His hair over his right eye where Virile always pushed it from. He had it planned, and he would act innocent as always. He enjoyed his interactions with Virile.
Getting out his notebook, he looked over what homework he had for his other class. Ever now and then he would glance Virile, but it wasn't like 3 to actually say something.

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❝ Stefan's name died on his lips just as he opened his mouth. Virile deflated a bit, sulking his way back into his pose before he started playing handsies. He huffed and fiddled with the button on his shirt, mumbling to himself in thought for a moment.

The teacher had expected the boy to press on and act selfish and demanding. At least, that's what he wanted him to do. He took note of the boy's delicate temperament and turned his attention back to Stefan.

He opened his mouth again to try and flirt the boy back into his lap but he went quiet and looked to the opening door. "Ah- Pet, lovely to see you here." Virile gave a charming smile to 3 as he stepped into his classroom. Maybe if he made Stefan a little jealous he might try to take back Virile's attention- at least that was his reasoning when he moved from his pose over to 3s desk. "Mm, this is Stefan, he's new here." He motioned to the boy sitting a bit away from the two of them. He planted himself on 3's desk and took his chin in hand, sliding his fingers to brush away the teen's bangs. "Stefan this is 3, a darling student of mine." The words purred their way out of the man's mouth, his steely eyes trained carefully on the blonde.

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The False One

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thoughts : back to him...
with : Stefan and Virile
feeling : flustered

3 rolled his eyes as he was greeted. Smiling softly, as he turned his head. 3 quickly whiped the smirk off his face as Virile came around. looking him up and down as he placed himself down on the desk. It was all going according to plan. However , Virile started talking about the other person in the room. By now 3 had completely forgotten he was there. It was of no offense to him, 3 just wanted to be with Virile.
3 gave shy wave to Stefan as he turned back to him. He kept looking into Viriles...devious...bold ...eyes, but his mouth kept saying the wrong things. Virile distracted 3 from this by brushing his bangs once again, it was becoming a thing between them, and getting ready to say something more.
3 then noticed finally that Virile couldn't get his eyes off the blonde, which on the inside made him furious. He looked away, prepared to now ignore Virile, but he grabbed his chin, which he couldn't resist. His cold, strong hands...beckoning him towards him. 3 bit his lip, he couldn't do nothing. He whispered, " If you want to get...h..his attention...do what you want to do to him...to me.." he said leaning in closer as if Virile had pulled him up. Standing he bit his lip, leaning back a bit.
3 spun his chair around, sitting on the back.
His light weight kept the balance, all the while still close to Virile. In his eyes, 3 was betting on Virile being able to see through to the anger of doing this. But the lust just stirred with the anger, and 3 acted in a way he normally wouldn't. But Today was just filled with thoughts of Virile. Angry or not, He wanted what he wanted....even if it was a desire placed him by virile. Knowing him, He probably also saw how out of his comfort zone he was.

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❝ A sigh managed to escape Virile. He ran a hand through his hair and then returned it to three's face. He ran his fingers along the edge of his jaw and down behind his ear to his throat. He found himself tracing the dip of 3's collar bone before he finally returned his touch to himself. "Arent you a good pet."
The teacher smirked and shook his head. Perhaps trying to make Stefan jealous wouldnt be the best idea, it seemed to work better on 3.

"That wouldnt be very fair to you pet," he paused, leaning down to place a kiss on the teen's forehead. "so later, ill do to you, what i want to do to you." The words were soft against his skin and with that he pulled away.
Virile removed himself from the desk and moved carefully to Stefan. He reached out the the boy and lightly pinched his cheek. "You should be more spoiled and selfish next time, I like to spoil my cute students." He gave a quick smile as the taste of a new name came to his mouth. "Shall we get back to that drawing Darling?" He asked, pulling away and going to sit back in his chair.

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thoughts : Really?
with : Stefan and Virile
feeling : flustered and angered

3 closed his eyes, feeling Virile's rough hands, smoothly running along the side of his face, down his neck. Instantly, 3's face started getting red as he feels his hand on his collar bone, 3 bit his lip only to be greeted by a kiss on the forehead. Blinking a few times he looked up at him, hearing him say he had to wait. 3's face went from a desperate one to an angry one as he turned back, growling lowly to himself as he sat down.
" later ? really? "he mumbled under his breath. Looking out the the window , he decided he could at least draw. Taking out his headphones and putting them in, he started to draw. He started drawing a hand that was drawing another picture. He already had drawn the hand and the pencil and sheet of paper. He started to draw a person under the pencil, taking time on the hair and face. After a few minutes he had an outline of this person he was drawing.
Without even really thinking about who he was drawing, he noticed that he had accidentally drawn Virile. Of coarse he was on his mind the entire time, but he didn't expect to accidentally draw him. He glanced back at Virile , quickly flipping to another piece of his art Virile hadn't seen yet. His face red again, if Virile had seen him flip the page he was screwed...but hopefully he didn't...

 

[The False One]

Heiney

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Stefan Klause <3

~~~~Stef's brows twitched a bit as he began to look rather agitated as all desire to draw was being sucked out of him by his anger at the interruption. His eyes flashed a bit looking more gray then green as if the sheer jealousy was definitely eating at him, He didn't like this situation not at all no he didn't. He began to squeeze his drawing pencil so hard, it actually snapped in two. He got a rather distraught and frustrated look on his face as he slapped his sketch pad onto his lap and wiggled somewhat when Virile pinched his cheek. Reaching his hand up to swat at him in an annoyed fashion, Stef was doing his best to control his anger as for someone so small he tended to have quite a huge temper.

He stuffed the broken pencil back into his back and fished out a new one, licking his lips somewhat as he was trying to think of something civil to say to Virile but the only things that came to mind were mean, sarcastic retorts. Puffing his cheeks out a bit as he leaned back against his chair tilting his head down to stare at the sketch pad behind his multi-colored bangs. Squeezing the little spiral part, he exhaled softly flipping his sketch pad open to the unfinished page, his hand that was holding the pencil was shaking a little.~~~~  

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Haku Zail


Haku walked into the room. his wolf ear twitched. 'I'm new here...' he thought. looking at the students in the classroom. he quickly walked up to the teachers desk, setting down a piece of paper stating his name and that he was a new student, then made his way to a table and sat down. the sixteen year old pulled out his drawing book and flipped to a blank page. all the pages before were full of detailed drawings. his sky blue eyes flicked around. he didn't know anyone here. he moved his light brown hair from his face so he could see better.

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Yuki Achimu

Yuki walked into the class not giving anyone a second glance and sat in a empty seat next to light brown haired boy. As Yuki sat down he pulled out a sketch book filled with realistic drawings and doodles, finally finding a page that was clear of doodles and drawings he brought out a pencil and started tapping the book to help think of what to draw. Looking over to where the other boy sat Yuki saw detailed drawings as the boy flipped to a clear page "Your pretty good for a puppy" saying as a joke