new way too think

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For the next 3 days, type decided to tease tharn a bit for his attitude he displayed. Every time tharn would try and to be physical type would with all his strength would keep his hands to the side of his head to Lay on him, to fall asleep. When type would fall asleep tharn wouldn't try anything.
The 3 days, were frustrating for the both of them, however, type was needing to talk with zhan before they were too be physical again. His anger he had was for himself for rejecting the ring and ruining there date but his anger was also aimed at tharn, for always being so stubborn and not talking about his feelings.
On Wednesday morning, after another frustrating night, type sat at the table consuming his meal before he had to head off to class then to meet zhan.
Tharn sat across from him on his computer with a scowl on his lips. He did voice his opinion about the two meeting. However, he was not able to attend for he had two classes today.
Type peered his eyes up to look at tharn with a slight smirk.
"How's work going?"
Tharn shrugged.
Type chuckled a bit with his attitude.
Looking to the side, his watch went off.
"Mmm"
Standing, he downed the vile, taking that and his dishes to the sink. Tharn followed. Standing next to type who placed his dishes in the sink, tharn grabbed him by his wrist too turn him. partly. They eyed each other.
"Do.....you really need to meet up with him?"
Type nodded.
Raising an eye brow. Type wanted to tease him again for his attitude at breakfest.
Moving towards him, type placed his other hand to his cheek to stroke then to place his lips on his.
Tharn reciprocated in full.
He let go of his wrist, too place his hands to either side of his waist pulling him closer.
Type wrapped his arms about his neck, to weave and wove there heads back and forth, lathering there tongues about.
With his speed, tharn made type jump up to the edge of the sink, to make type wrap his legs about.
Tharn was overly frustrated by the half breeds teasing.
They then started to go a bit harder, tharn wasent the only frustrated one.
However, type was going to be late, but he wanted to tease his vampire a bit more before he left.
Taking a hand down he started to rub tharns member from the outside of his pants.
Tharn moaned into types mouth.
Type breathed heavily into it.
Okay type, that's enough. You have to go.
With his speed, type pushed him away, to smile then hopped down. Tharn raised an eye brow.
Chuckling a bit, he tried to leave til tharn, wrapped his arms around type, holding him they're.
"How many times have I've told you do not tease the vampire?"
Types eyes widen.
Of course, tharn could tell what he was up too. Type made.it a bit obvious.
Bringing up a hand, tharn gripped types hair to move his neck to the side too sink his teeth in, making type moan.
His other hand tried to go down His pants but type was able to twist himself out.
Type breathed heavily his back to the wall, holding his hand to his neck looking to tharn with wide eyes.
Tharn stepped towards type, placing a hand to the side of his head. His heart raced. Taking his hand down he took it to rub types hard on through his pants.
Type hit his head against the wall, biting his lip.
He tried to lean to place his lips to tharns but he moved his head away with a smile.
"Teasing....can.go both ways..."
With his speed, tharn left the house to take woofy for a walk.
Type signed deeply. Then took a deep breathe.
School type....you have a class.
Parting, he didn't see tharn. At the lecture type placed his hand to his palm, keeping his eyes forward.
He didn't quite know what that was back at the house but.it was a bit thrilling.
However, why are you doing this type? Tharn doesn't really deserve it.
However, to type it was quit a turn on and comical to tease his vampire.
Signing, he needed to pay attention and talk to zhan.
After class, type went to the spot too wait. He ate his late lunch keeping his eyes opened for him.
Finishing, he smiled when zhan made his way across the field.
The two talked in pleasantries and how they were doing.
"Are you sure it is okay that you are here?"
Zhan nodded.
"I....had to lie but you saw how our vampires acted. I'm surprised your here. How did you get away?"
Type slightly smiled.
"I told you zhan. Your vampire is a bit more over protective of you. I told tharn i needed to talk to you but....i need to talk to you about..."
Then his eyes widen.
Zhan moved his hands about to place his left hand on his right on.the table. Types eyes darted between his hand and zhan's face. He looked down.then at type.
"Mmm its a blood ring. Hurt like hell but worth it to be forever with kris."
Type nodded, lips parted, brows furrowed.
"When....did you get it?"
"Before kris went to....um he didn't want anyone to mess with me so..."
"You....didn't think it over for awhile? I know of these. There perminante."
Zhan nodded.
"Has is my love for kris. I know.... From.the outside people may not understand but....we get each other and that's fine with me. I'm not dating the people who do.not understand but i am with a very caring and loving vampire who would do anything for me and i would do anything for him."
Types eyes lowered. He felt like zhan was describing him and tharn.
"Mmm...but....you know we don't live has long has them and.....when we part they can't be with another."
Zhan's eyes widen.
"I....don't really think that much in the future. I try to live in the here and now. I believe if our love is true there is always a way to be together. Also type, your thinking of thousands of years.....Type....can i ask? Is...tharn trying to give you a blood ring?"
Types heart skipped a beat. He signed but nodded keeping his eyes to the table.
Zhan leaned a bit forward.
"Type....you can not over think this. A blood ring is an eternal bond that you two will share. In every relationship it can go south, but if your vampire wants to give you a blood ring, that means they want only you, even though there are billions of others on this planet. They are only thinking of you. That is what got me to except kris's ring. We may be young but.....we also both know we only want each other. Everything you might be thinking that is keeping you from excepting you need to talk to tharn about and not me. He deserves to know and you need to understand why he wants to give it too you."
Type nodded.
"Overall type, do you want another?"
He looked up, then type shook his head.
"Do....you think he wants anyone else?"
"....no"
"Do you love him with every fibre of your being?"
Type smiled.
Zhan smiled back.
"Do you believe he loves you?"
Type nodded.
"Then.there you go. Keep that in mind when you talk to him."
"You zhan....your very insightful."
He shrugged.
"I've seen how you two are together. You two are alike me and kris. I see you has my best friend type and i wish for you to be happy."
Type smiled wide.
"I see you has my best friend has well."
Both there smiles disappated when they looked to the side. Kris was standing near zhan looking down with him with narrowed eyes. They then darted between type and zhan.
Zhan gave him an apologetic look.
Kris signed. Bending his body slighly down, he grabbed zhan by the wrist too pull him behind.
Type got quickly up to follow.
The two hurried off.
"Kris....knock it off. This was my fault."
The three stopped. Kris kept his head hung, while zhan looked back.
"Type....thank you for your worry but....i did lie."
"That shouldn't mean he should be allowed too...."
With quick speed, kris had type held up by his shirt, struggling a bit. Zhan went to the side eyes darting.
"Kris!" He hissed.
His eyes narrowed.
"You have no idea of our relationship type! Stay the fuck out of it!"
Zhan brought his hand up to kris Arm.
"Kris please! Type is my friend stop this!"
A deep growl erupted from his chest. He placed him gently down. Zhan signed in relieve.
"You two are not to meet again unless i am present. Zhan is my half breed!"
Type with his speed and strength pushed kris back.
"Of course he is.we are only friends."
Types body shivered in disgust of what kris was trying to insinuate.
His eyes narrowed, he grabbed zhan once more by the wrist too pull him along.
Type shook his head. Vampires....there so possessive.
Then his body froze, peering his eyes to the side he saw tharn. His lips parted has he stared at type with narrowed eyes.
Oh....god damn it!

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