Feeling hands rub his side Areto came steadily awake. Moving farther into the those hands he nestled up closer. "Klaus could walk in at any moment." Getting chills up my spine, all he managed was "Mmhm." Vincent rolled us us over, feeling his member brush against my inner thigh I wrapped my arms around his neck. Laying gentle kisses on lips and cheeks I steadily opened my eyes. "Meanie." I said. Hearing a chuckle "How am I a meanie?" Vincent asked, trailing his tongue on my neck. "Your teasing me and you know it." Vincent rubbed us together, "Knowing that Klaus could walk in and see." He continues to assult my neck, trailing kisses and nibbles has he licks it. "You where up late last night." Vincent said rubbing his nose against my neck. "Have another nightmare?" He asked as he rested on his elbows. "It was nothing. Just needed to get some work done." With his weight lifted off slightly, the cool morning air drifted between us making chills run over my body. "Getting cold?" He asked. Shaking my head I pulled him down kissing him. Gentle, sweet kiss. Sliding on his elbows, Vincent licked my lips, I kept my mouth shut. He put more of his weight on me, shifting slightly he movingto his side. His member touched mine,Vincent started to move them together. Flicking his tounge against my lips, repeatedly asking for permission I kept it closed. Feather light fingers roamed across Aretos' body. Never breaking the kiss, Vincent dragged his nails where ever his fingers went. Tracing my body, the dip of my waist, the slight bump of abbs on my stomach. He traced lower, rubbing my sac. He started to pump me making me gasp, hearing that he did it more. Separating for us to breath, I looked at us. My member leaking pre-cum, Vincents' resting beside it. He picked up some, starting to rub it on his member. Needing more he played with my balls putting he fingers between them cupping them. "Aahh..." Vincent delved his tongue in my mouth. His thumb probing my inner walls made me open it. We explored our each other mouths, our tongues intertwining. Switching his fingers putting more or less in then before. Grabbing the back of his head I pulled him away. "When will you let me play?" Areto asked. "I let you play last night." Vincent replied. "For a half a second." Laughing Vincent picked up Aretos' leg, resting it on his shoulder. He removed his fingers and aligned his member to my entrance. Gradually pushing in Vincent leaned down, holding both my hands in his. "Let's do it together." Knowing what he meant, Areto bit his tounge. "Mmhm..." Feeling his cock rub my inner walls, made me tighten up. "Areto loosen up a little, or this won't last long." Finally getting the chance to tease him I did it again. He rammed into me causing my lower half to twitch. "That is why I don't let you play." Areto bit his ear. Vincent resumed, when Areto was close he would leave his length has deep has he could. "Areto, I'm close." Vincent movements got sloppy, matching his strokes I stucked on his neck leaving a red marks. "Areto I can't..." Grabbing my hand was something he did when he was close. Sweat covered us, warmth spread out like fire. Our members throbbing, we held each other's hands as we came together. Falling to the side Vincent collected me in his arms. My leg bounced on the bed, causing some essence to flow out. Seeing my face Vincent asked "Did I hurt you."
"No, I'm alright." I said, him trying my best to reassure him. "Are you sure? I tried my best t-"
"Vincent." I said as calmly as I could. "I like the way it feels." That worked, Vincent released a deep breath. "I can't just have this for just one month." Vincent said, no where near a whisper. "How bout for one night and one morning." Areto said as he pushed Vincent against the headboard.
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Vincent got a magic note asking him to the fountain courtyard. The feeling of last night's events still shimmered over my body. My member twitch at the memory. We gave each other a kiss and went to do our duties. The halls of the school where bustling with noise. Chattering students stood off to the side, letting others pass by. "It's her." A student said to the one standing next to them. Salenne walked down the hall, with her bird walking between her shoulders. "Hello, Salenne." I said greeting her. She bowed her to me, keeping her stride. The other gave her a wide berth as she walked pass. Catching up to her Areto asked. "Sleep well?" She looked at him confused. "Your in a good mood." She said. Doing the biggest smile he can, Areto nodded. "Yes I am. Sleep well?" He asked again. "Why so curious? What did you get laid last night?" He felt his cheeks burn, trying to hide it "I'm just trying to get to know you that is all." Sighing Salenne gave her answer. "My sleeping habits are acceptable." She said clearly trying to end the conversation. "What happened to make you like this?" I asked. "This is the way I am. That is all." Awkward, ok then. Areto asked another question. "Where she was from?"
"No where." She told him.
"You don't make many friends, do you." I said.
"Is that a question or a statement?" Her bird was preening itself, getting ready for new feathers. I swear that bird is documenting everything. "Both." Areto said jumping in her path. Stopping she stared at him. "No, friends stab you in the back. I make connections instead." She continued walking. Standing there for a second Areto made sense of what she said. "Like a spy ring." Catching up to her again.
"Do you smell that?" Salenne breathed again. Taking a breath Areto only smelled fall air, reminding him of crisp apples. Salenne lowered her hood revealing soild black with held up by a white hairpin. She took the pin out of her hair, slightly yellowed with age it was discolored in certain spots. It had a snake head carved into the handle with the rest of it made to look like bones, all put together to make a wand. *Finger bones don't look like* Areto thought. Running they made their way to the end of the hall, blinded by the morning sun his eyes took awhile to adjust. When his senses returned, his legs nearly gave out. He no longer smelled the crisp apples of fall, for it was replaced by the copper tang of blood. Students of the school where laying on the ground the gravel soaking up the blood. Their faces contorted in fear, all but one was fully intact.