Bloodthirsty Shell x Eric One Shot Yaoi/Lemon

~~ Classroom Taunts ~~

~Wanted to try out putting them in a high school setting so let's see how it goes~

                                                                              -Shell's POV-

          Eyes suddenly locked onto me the second I walked in.  I paused, steadying myself as Mr. Pain approached.  Each student in the room resembled a typical Japanese classroom: dark hair, brown eyes, and a stigma towards my unruly blonde streaks.  

          "This is our new student Overlord Shell," Mr. Pain introduced, "Some of you may recognize him as the mayor's son.  He will be joining our class for the following semester."  He turned to me. "Mr. Overlord, you may sit behind Eric."

          Pain pointed to an empty seat in the second row, placed behind a kid with bulky glasses and an overcast glance - brown and dull as the rest of them.  Nodding, I stepped carefully over to my desk, careful to silence the heels on my boots.  

          The class seemed to revolve like clockwork.  A chair would creek in the back, followed by a snicker and crumbling of papers.  In the front, Mr. Pain glared eerily over the class before returning his attention to the magazine peeking over the history textbook.  In row one, each student was draped studiously over their papers.  Except for the boy in front of me - Eric.  Restlessly, he rubbed his eyes and stared out the window.  He would squint, blink repetitively, and return his attention to the book for the time being.  As this process revolved once more, he left the classroom unnoticed.

          Stacking my finished papers, I dropped them off on the desk.  As I approached my seat, curiosity got the best of me.  Shaking my head, I began treading carefully out of the class and down the hall.  The boy's bathroom door creaked shut as a figure crept in.  Following their lead, I squeezed into the closing door and peeked around the corner.  Eric stood there, rinsing his face in the sink.  He glanced towards me and I jumped back around the corner.  Our eyes met once more, but this time, it was a pair of vibrant phantom eyes pierced mine.  Covering my mouth, I hid against the wall and tried to piece together what I had seen.  The bleak brown eyes I'd seen before now replaced by ocean blue.  Contacts, I thought to myself, why would he be wearing brown contacts?  Turning around the corner, I tried to glance at him again.

          This time, I was met by overbearing arms and hard concrete against my back.  The shock vibrated through my body as my spine cracked against the wall, distracting me from the click of the lock on the bathroom door.  Groaning, I slid down onto my knees as the clicking of boots stopped in front of me.  Biting my lip nervously, the bitter iron hit my tongue as fingers entangled in my hair, whipping my head backwards to meet Eric's cold stare.  

          "Shell, was it?"  he asked, grunting when I nodded in response, "Well, Shell, it seems that we have a bit of a problem now."

          Gulping, I positioned myself against the wall before croaking out, "I-I won't tell anyone, you have my word as an Overlord!"  

          Eric evaluated this for a moment before releasing my head and turning back to me, "Then I suppose we will have to even out the playing field."

          His hands went to his belt, whipping it out as his trousers slipped below his waist, revealing his v-line.  Quickly, I shifted my attention to the floor again.

          "Turn around."

          Obeying, I faced the wall and shivered as his hands pulled my vest back.  Without warning, leather snapped across my back, taunting me to scream.  Biting my lip, I choked back my cry as he whipped me once more.  Heat traveled across my face, leaving my arms shaking and pants more retrained.  He whipped once again and I allowed a moan to escape my pressed lips.  The whipping stopped, leaving a chilling silence over the bathroom fans.  Hands closed around my shoulders, pulling me upwards.  Before I could turn back towards him, a hard shove pressed me against the sink.  My head hit the mirror hard, leaving me dazed for a moment before I could realize that my pants were off.

          "W-wait a minute," I choked, using my remaining strength to glance back at him.

          Eric remained silent, eyeing my bruised back before he rubbed down my spine and stopped at my opening.  

AUTHOR'S NOTE <3

I'm gonna stop here just because I want to make this a two part story but I'm sorry I haven't been able to update much.  School got out and I've been extremely occupied since.  The second part should be out ASAP but a lot of editing is going into this chapter so I hope you enjoyed.

Your homo-erotic author,

Diabolic