"Oh, why so?" I asked.
"I wanna make sure you are ok," He placed his hand under my chin, "And I wanna see if your room is clean as I asked." His eyes were narrow and I could feel my face warming up. "Goodbye Dylan" he walked off. I pressed my hands over my face, ok maybe he did mean something by what he said.
Come time for my last shop, Mr. Kain's shop, I walked the halls slower than ever. If I wasn't the first one there he couldn't confront me about my room. I showed up and everyone was already set up, maybe I had walked too slow? "Dylan, you're late." I sat down immediately. "Do you understand how inconvenient that is to the shop?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Kain, it won't happen again." He looked angry. He continued on with the lesson, today we were learning about models and how we were going to work with them, so a lot of the class was just explaining things.
Class ended and everyone filed out, I tried to file behind them and sneak away from Mr. Kain, but as I was scurrying away I was pulled back by my arm. "I'm walking you home, remember?" He raised a brow.
"Oh- yeah." I sat back in my stool and waited for him to collect his things.
"Ok, let's head out." The entire way I tried convincing him to go home alone. I know I didn't clean my room, and I was late to his class. Mr. Kain wouldn't be happy. I begged and pleaded for him to go.
"Mr. Kain, really it's ok! I'm all good, I'll be ok on my own from here, you walked me all the way to my door!" Mr. Kain rested his board against the door frame to go open the door. I grabbed his hand in protest.
"Dylan. I told you I wanted to see if you did what I asked, and I want to walk you home to ensure my student is safe. Stop fucking protesting, let me open the door." His voice was low and scary. Instinctively, I coward before him.
He opened the door, and as if he weren't surprised, he looked around my messy room. He took his board and let me get in the room before he closed the door behind us. "Why isn't it clean?"
I sat down on my bed, "I slept in." I hung my head low.
"You know I asked you to clean up." He walked over to me.
"I was tired!" I got snappy. I was tired, I could have woken up, but my bed was really comfy!
"Don't yell, did you think I wouldn't check? If you can't clean your room how can I trust you to do future assignments?"
"That's different-"
"Is it that different, Dylan?" His eyes were narrow again. He lifted my chin and brought his face closer to mine. "Why don't I help to teach you how to be responsible, yeah?"
I leaned back on my bed and opened my legs, my body felt like it was right. "Mr. Kain-"
"Can I touch you, Angel?" He spoke softly.
"Yes sir." My heart rate sped up and I began to huff.
"Sir? You're learning already." He snaked his hand under my shirt, gis finger tips meeting my nipples. He traced small circles around them and played with them. Small whimpers escaped my slightly agape mouth. His knee dagged up between my legs, grinding against my sensitive spots. "You're gonna clean this room." He pinched my nipple.
"AH- yes sir!" He pulled away from me.
"Do it, now." I looked up at him confused, you want me to clean? Right now? "Was I unclear?" He sat on my bed and crossed his legs. "Start fucking cleaning."
His tone was scary, so I didn't hesitate to get up and start cleaning. I picked up all my stuffies and blankets and organized them all. I put away my clothing and straightened my bed up. When I was done I stood in front of him, waiting for some kind of praise.
"Get on your knees, Angel." I dropped down in front of him. He placed his hand on my head and started to play with my hair. "You did well, Angel." I yawned and straightened my back as I stretched. "Are you tired, Angel?" I nodded my head.
He walked over to my wall and turned off the lights before taking off his shoes and laying on my bed. "Make yourself at home I guess." I said jokingly.
"Alright, enough with the sas, come here Angel." He opened his arms. I happily took his invitation to cuddle and crawled into his arms. I nuzzled myself into his chest, my instructor's chest after having just met him. But I felt safe. Kain made me feel safe.
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RomanceDylan is a double time student, both studying at college and attending art shops. While attending his art classes, he meets people who he would later learn to love, hate, or leave in the past entirely. He finds himself stuck in between the competiti...