CARNIVORE [MxM+]

Chapter 31 (18+) [Revised]

Slight 18+. Look for the lines of asterisks to skip it.

Tycho Black.

IT'S TWO HOURS LATER, AND I CAN'T FOCUS IN CLASS. I'm so out of touch that people I've never met start pointing it out. I use my excitement for the upcoming game as an excuse to get them to fuck off. That, of course, is a lie. I'm excited about something, yeah, but it's not just my brain that is. 

What I saw this morning wouldn't leave my mind. Yet, for some reason, I wasn't feeling the way I should be. I should be disgusted by what I saw. I kept replaying the scenario in my head, seeing myself standing in the bathroom doorway and seeing Mr. Mendoza and Riley fucking. I wasn't grossed out. I was angry because I was only standing there. Unfair.

The thought of myself in either of their positions pierced my mind, making me shift my legs to hide my growing arousal. I tried to tell myself again and again that I shouldn't be thinking like this, and that I should be sick to my stomach right now. I'm not. I'm so fucking attracted to the thought of them that I couldn't just sit here anymore.

So I get up and leave. I ignore the questions from my professor and enter the hallway, locating the nearest bathroom. When I get there, I'm alone, and ideas start to form involving my certain feelings. Fuck, what am I thinking? I can't act on this in public. If Alexei were here, though, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back. 

Alexei. How the hell can I think of Riley and Alexei at the same time? And...

I force my legs to move to the sink, where I splash cold water on my face. I don't even give myself the chance to breathe before I rear my left hand back and slap my own face hard, then do it again. My plan worked, the shock to my system calming me down. I did this process two more times before checking my phone.

I still had another seven hours before the game. This was going to be hard-- no pun intended.

And it was difficult. Too difficult. When the end of my next lecture rolled around, I sent Alexei a quick text to meet me in his car in ten minutes. I had memorized his schedule a few weeks ago, so I knew I wasn't calling him out of anything important. He was probably just eating with his friends for right now, and I didn't label that as something more important than me. Call me greedy or whatever, I don't care.

I left the main hall and instantly spotted Alexei's car in the back right of the parking lot, almost entirely secluded from the rest of the school. It was surrounded by forest on three sides. Thank fuck.

I pulled his extra car key out of my pocket and unlocked the door. I sat in the backseat and threw my bag in the front seat, my legs bouncing from anticipation. I only had to wait like five minutes, but it felt like hours. When Alexei finally arrived, I wasted no time in opening the door and pulling him inside.

I pushed his backpack off his shoulders and threw it next to mine. I grabbed his waist and flipped us over, craddling the back of his head so it wouldn't get hurt.

"Whoa, Tyke--" I placed a hand in his mouth to shut him up because if I'm honest, I wasn't in a talking mood.

I needed more. His surprise was apparent, but he didn't pull away. I observed the way his hair made him look almost like an angel, forming a halo around his head on the leather seat below him. The sun made his irises glow, reflecting his view to me. I could see my eyes in his, and mine swirled with hunger. I needed him so fucking badly that it hurt.

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I kept my hand over his mouth as I used my other one to pull his shirt up to his chest, quickly getting to work. I made my way down to his jeans and grabbed his hips, turning one toward me so it was closer to my face. I suddenly remembered when he had bitten my shoulder and the satisfaction that came with it. I was a little afraid that I'd hurt him, but I had a weird feeling he'd be more than fine with it.