True Blood

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Bright-The master of history
That was impossible. Never in my 600 years has anyone been immune to my compulsion. He simply didn't comply. He just stood there motionless as he done nothing I told him to do. Is he even human or maybe a vampire like me? That's right, I didn't see a daylight ring. This is kid definitely have my thirst growing. I'm not use to not getting what I want.

But still I have to lay low and keep anyone from having any suspicion about me. Hopefully none of these kids have to die by anyones hands. This boy that I still not know his name, has been seeping my mind for quite some time. He reminds me of my little brother Phukong. Sweet and innocent. He's quite the cute little fella. He's awkward and sometimes clueless.

He's a nuisance and I'm attracted.

My mind started to wander else where about him. I felt his warm body against my cold one. How I felt him shiver as my hand was placed around his waist. My dick grinding against the outside of his pants. It was so tempting to really bend him over. I wanted to roughly shove my shaft in his asshole and tear him apart as I hear him scream and moan out my name. My emotions are very heightened, so everything I feel is what I want the most.

All I can do is watch him, seduce him with my eyes until he can't get enough of it. Watching him stare at me, sends an electrical surge inside me. I feel as if he can feel what I'm feeling. He's not that hard to read. He's simply minded and I plan to manipulate it. I want to keep a close eye on him and protect him as well. Seeing him sad makes me feel bad for him. I don't know why but I feel like he's been through a tough life. I can feel it.

This classroom that I'm in is teaching the young students about the War of 1812. I remembered that time very well actually. The united states were fighting against Great Britain, and Spain. The war was declared over December 24 1814. It only lasted for 2 years and a couple of months. The question that the professor was asking is what was the name of the treaty? I watch the entire class and no one seemed to know the answer.

"Yes Win." The professor called on.

"Treaty of Ghent." He answered. I smirk at the cute boy that he knows his time in history and now I know his name is Win. Huh? What an interesting name.

"What year did the Vietnam War ended?" The professor asked again. No one raised their hand but Win. "Come on guys. You can't have Win be answering all the questions. He's not even a senior." She said as I watched how Win sort of crotch down a little in his seat.

"That's because he doesn't have a life professor!" Some random kid shouted as the whole class filled with laughter.

I scan the entire room as I watch them all laugh at Win. No wonder he probably has a hard time standing up for himself. Everyone is turned against him. I decidedly raised my hand to answer the professor's questions.

"The war ended in 1973" I tell her. She smiles at me impressed.

"Very good Mr...."

"Chivaaree. Vachirawit Chivaaree." I tell her my full name.

I noticed the entire class now turning their attention to me. They look as they never saw anyone dare to answer a question. Out of all the eyes that were planted against me, Win's eyes was the only one's that entice me. I stare back him but short after, he tenses up again and remove his eyes from me. It's just like I said before, until he can't get enough of it. But I wasn't done with him just yet, I want to feel those pulchritudinous eyes of his.

"The Holocaust with a great survivor, Elle Wisele. Who can tell me the amount of deaths that happened in that time?" The professor asked and Win's hand was shoot up like a rocket. This boy really likes his history. The professor sighs. "Go ahead Win."

"There was around 6 million Jews murder." He answered.

"Very good. Now what were the camps that they were sent to?" The professor asked again. I raised my hand quicker this time.

"Vachirawit." The professor called on and I see Win turning his head to look at me. That's just what I needed.

I looked back at him as I reply. "The Jews were sent to the concentration camp and they were striped down and dehumanized." I answered.

I can tell it's eating him up now. This is the second time that he has lost an question to me and I was loving getting inside his head.

"That was great Vachirawit."The professor said

Win and I were having a battle. Blow after blow as we both equally answered each question the professor was giving us. After Win answered, I answered more. I was watching the annoyance he was having. He's hoping that I will slip up but that won't happen. I spend my time in history. I'm practically am the history book.

                                            *******
The lesson was over and I watch Win stubbornly shove his book and in his bag as he storms out of the class. I smirk that my strategy to get inside his head worked. I begin to try to follow him out but my shoulder was tapped, causing me to stay behind. I turn around to see a girl with light brown hair and with a very revealing outfit. With clothes like that, she might as well go naked. I smile as I await for what she has to say.

"Wow Vachirawit, you're super smart." She compliments me.

"Thank you." I say to her. I noticed her biting her lip pretty hard as she stares at me. I sense that she has more to say.

"You might be surprised but I'm in desperate need of your help. You see I have a D currently and this class and I really want to pass the next test, so I'm hoping....you can tutor me." She suggested while she twirls a string of her hair. Tilting her head a little has she gives me her begging eyes.

"Sorry, I'm a very busy man. I don't believe I have time to tutor anyone." I reply to her. Without giving her anytime to react, I take my leave. I can tell by her appearance and body language that she doesn't have good intentions. I maybe old but not dumb.

I scan the hall to find Win and what it seems like a thousand bodies ahead, I found him drinking water out of a water fountain. I scurry to catch him before he has any chance to leave. I'm behind him and technically he is already in a bend down position. My mind was already having prurient thoughts. Win scoots back a little, having his ass hitting the outside of my cock, causing a slight groan to escaping from my lips. Win finally stops drinking water as he stood up.

He turn his body as I stand right in front of him. He wipes his wet mouth off with the back of his hand as he still keeps his eyes locked on me.

"Sorry, were you here to drink water?" He asked me. I watch him slide a little to give me way to the water fountain. I chuckle that he actually believes that I came here for water but why not make him believe that. I bend down as I start to drink from the water fountain.

"You're really good in history." Win compliments. I stop drinking as I look at him with an amusing smirk.

"There is a lot of things that I'm really good at." I tell him. I'm being very bold. Hopefully he is catching my message.

"Right.......I have to go." He slowly says as I watch him turn on his heel.

"Stop." Win turns to me. I walk closer up him as I stare deep at his lips. I sense Win tensing up as I bring my thumb up and wipe off the extra water that's on the crock of his filled pink lips. "You had some water on your lips." I told him.

"T-Thank you." Win stutter as he begins to leave again.

I look down at my wet thumb as I bring it to my mouth. I taste it as I moan in satisfaction. Water only tasted good coming from his mouth.

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A/N: The tension 👀

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