Tutor troubles. (For Dark Majin-shin.)

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It was still rather early when Jack crawled from his bed and quietly pulled some clothes on, giving his face a quick soak to shake the drowsiness off.
Grabbing a stack of books and a scarf to ward the cold off, he took a final look around the dormitory before leaving.
The rest of his fellow students lay motionless in their bunks, sounds asleep and content from a long night out he'd politely excused himself from. Unlike them he took his education seriously, and unlike them he'd landed a heap of extra work because of it.
Jack slammed the rusty old front gate as he left, on second thoughts he didn't mind waking the bastards.
His task was quite a simple one, given to him only yesterday by a head teacher who treated him like something of a pet.
A student who was apparently having difficulties with the Chemistry module of Jack's course had requested extra help, a private tutor as it where. As such was not within the school budget, Jack, a star pupil, provided an excellent alternative.
He didn't know much about the other student, in fact no one he asked seem to have even met him.
All he'd been given was a list of the topics that needed covered, and the address of the boy's apartment.
From this he had derived some small facts.
For one, the student was an outsider, thus the need to bring him up to speed on topics not covered at his previous University.
In addition, he must have been well off, only the richest students could afford the private apartments, spacious and secluded paradises just outside the school grounds.
'Great...' he thought bitterly, a rich kid from out of town that would no doubt look down on him and question his every suggestion.
Well, the arrangement was entirely professional, and would benefit Jack in regards to his final marks and respect amongst the staff. They didn't have to 'like'
it.
Finally passing out of the school grounds he came to the huge buildings that lay within a nest of trees and hills that almost entirely concealed them from the outside world.

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Eager to escape the cold he hurried inside, clambering up the daunting steps trying to shake the icy feeling in his limbs.
Christ. Why'd this guy have to live right at the bloody top!?
Trying to remember what he had planned to cover today, Jack discovered that nervousness had clouded his memory, and before he recovered the door was right in front of him.
Sighing hopelessly he shuffled the books under his arm and knocked the door sharply, waiting for any unwelcome sign of life.

[DarkMajin]

(Let me see if I follow this correctly. ^^; )

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Jonathan growled under his breath for a while, once he heard a knock on the door. He was still a mess to see, his hair extremely messier than usual, and some of his shirt shoved in his pants. "Coming," he said loudly to the door, running around senselessly, looking for a hairbrush, whilst not trying to wake up the other scholars.
He eventually found the brush and combed it through the strands of hair that were wildly spread across his face. He kept grumbling under his breath, the comb practically shredding through the knots in his hair.
"Dammit," he swore, finishing the last area of his hair, and pulling the shirt out of his shorts.
He ran for the door, nearly tripping and falling, but luckily his hand landed on the door knob before he could fall. He caught his balance, and stood there, for a just a second.
The person at the door was surely his tutor. After a talk with his Chemistry professor, he had been given a tutor to help him through the course. Jonathan had heard that his tutor was apparently very intelligent, and somehow, he found that quite amusing.
"Probably not smart enough for me," he mumbled under his breath with a sly smile, then opened the door, the smile wiping off his face quickly, before it could be seen.

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Jack stared at the creature before him with a blank look that masked his surprise.
He hadn't exactly expected much of his 'pupil', but now that he was faced with him he had to conclude that he was actually rather...cute?
After a brief pause he managed to stumble a few anxious words out of his mouth.
"Uhm... Hi. I'm your...er... tutor? Jack? I'm sure mister Mason mentioned me..."

Hesitating a little before beginning his next sentence, Jack slowly pointed at the boys head, to which a hairbrush seemed to be attached.
"You've got a... thing... right there..."
Was this really a University student?
He shrugged his shoulders before squeezing past Jonathan and surveying the room silently.

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He stared at the other boy for a while, a small hint of annoyance in his eyes, as Jack eyed him. He didn't acknowledge the other boy's look in any way, at the moment, he was too focused on how nervous and slightly pathetic he sounded as he spoke. Though usually he didn't have such harsh and rude thoughts, this time, he just couldn't help it. Jack seemed so.. Weird. Maybe it was just because he sounded so anxious.
"Hullo, there. I'm Jonathan. Glad to see you're my tutor," he said softly.

His eyes then shot up, but of course he couldn't see the hairbrush. Instead, he could feel how it was still there, the teeth of it stuck in a knot in his hair.
Damn, didn't I remove the brush? Uhg, now I look like an idiot he thought, giving an awkward smile. "Aha, thanks."

He watched as the other boy observed the dead room. Jonathan looked and cocked his eyebrow again at Jack. "No one here," he said.

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Jack couldn't help but stare as Jonathan removed the hair brush. He hadn't seen hair that was quite so healthy in a while. It wasn't just blonde, it was golden.
Trying to ignore the growing urge to reach out and stroke the other boys hair, Jack looked around for a distraction.
Trying to find a place to start working he cleared his throat and asked in a low voice:
"You uh... got a table around here?"
Yes. He was going to be business like about this. Get the job done and then leave with courtesy.
He dropped his bag on the floor and sat down on a nearby sofa, folding his legs and shooting his pupil what he hoped was an impatient look.
He didn't want Jonathan to detect any nervousness from him, as the tutor he was obliged to remain firmly in control, and so he would.

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Jonathan swore he felt eyes on him, but being him, he was a bit paranoid sometimes, so he didn't actually pay attention to the feeling. Probably just his mind playing those games with him, yet again.
"A table? Over there," he said, ignoring Jack's impatient look. Hell, if he wanted to play like that, of course he'd fire back with the same attitude soon enough. He pointed to Jack's left and wandered off quickly to find his text books.
Damn... Where did I leave them?, he growled mentally, before eventually finding them under his bed. Finally..

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Jack nodded politely and got up to follow Jonathan's direction.
Glad to be able to turn his back on the source of his anxiety he scanned about for longer than was necessary.

Seeing that the table was filled with empty bottles, sweet wrappers and dinner plates, Jack made a disgruntled noise and began to clear things away with a familiar efficiency.
He had almost finished clearing one corner when he came upon a set of somewhat risque magazines, and when he noticed what he was holding he dropped them like so many poisonous spiders.
Trying to cover up both the noise and the rising blush he felt in his cheeks he quickly flung a book open on the table and tried to look busy.
"So I don't have actually have any set order for this, so I suppose we could just do it alphabetically and begin with atomic theory?"

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Running back with the book he had been searching for, Jonathan nodded swiftly. "Yeah, I guess that'd be okay, unless you have a different method of doing this with me." He figured that he wasn't as bright as he thought he was, seeing that the thought of the atomic theory already made his head ache.
He noticed the blush on the other boy's face, and cocked his eyebrow at him once more. This guy is strange..
"Uhmm.. You okay?" he asked, something at the back of the head gnawing at him, giving him an outlandish notion that it had to do with something he was reading last night. He ignored that idea and waited for an answer.

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Jack shook his head profusely and tried to carry on.
"Ah... It's nothing. Nothing important. Shouldn't we get on with this?"
Looking out the window and hoping to stall long enough for his embarrassment to fade, Jack began to stare out the window as if he had found something terribly interesting.
He wasn't in the best position now. Not only did he find the other student to be terribly attractive, but now that he had a better idea of his preferences, it was hard to banish images of him sprawled in similar positions to the figures in the magazine.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, but it was very little use, and his boxers had suddenly gotten tighter.
Seeking an escape he jumped up suddenly and motioned towards the kitchen.
"Right. I'll go fire some tea on and you can look through the notes, yeah?"
He hurriedly made his way out of sight and was thankful for the few moments he needed to catch his breath.

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"Uhm.. Well, okay," he said, paying attentions to his study well, almost engrossed. But once Jack began to act even more strange, he became less focused on his studies and concentrated more on the other boy.
"Okay?" he said, almost a question instead of an actual statement, as Jack practically leaped from his chair and ran to the kitchen. Jonathan sighed. "Such a strange boy.. He's pretty special, though," he muttered under his breath, thumbing through the notes he had written, as an eerie feeling rose from the pit of his stomach and took over his senses. He knew something was going on, but he brushed the feeling and notions away. Those thoughts weren't important, at the moment.

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Breathing deeply Jack did his best to will the sexual thoughts away.

Searching for tea bags frantically he soon discovered it was futile.
After all, now that he was in Jonathan's room, his den... the boys smell and influence was everywhere. Right down to the collection of messy dishes and empty bottles.
He suddenly felt angry with himself.
"You stupid bastard..." he muttered, almost cracking the handle of a cupboard with a vice like grip.
It was nothing. Just a passing attraction, a fleeting fancy. It didn't actually mean anything. He couldn't possibly be attracted to such a lazy, animalistic person!
Resuming his usual, professional approach he made a swift decision. He couldn't teach in this mindset, nor could he risk revealing his state of arousal to Jonathan and face the inevitable disgust and disowning he'd receive.
He quietly checked to make sure the other boy was busy, and once he'd turned the kettle on to mask any possible noise, he slid a hand below his jeans and grasped at the thick erection that was pressing against his stomach.
Leaning against the wall for support and sliding his belt free of its buckle, he began to stroke at the tender and hard organ, picturing the blonde's naked and lithe form pressed close to his.

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Jonathan became curious as the moments passed. He found it suspicious that Jack had run into the kitchen and hadn't come back to at least state the time it would take for the tea to be ready. Not only that, but he was bothered by the fact that the other was almost raiding his own property. Disturbed at the thought of Jack looking through his stuff, he rose from his seat quickly and practically rushed to the kitchen door. Once his hand rested on the knob, he stopped. Opening the door didn't feel right. The situation felt eerie, once again.
"Shit, Jonathan, man up," he grumbled to himself, as he opened the door slowly..

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Jack was practically panting with exertion and trembling with pleasure when he heard a noise at the door. Panic set in, although slowly.
Despite the situation, he just couldn't stop. He was just too deep into his indulgence, too satisfied.


Just his luck.
The moment the other boy walked through the door happened to be the moment he reached a climax, shooting ribbons of his own seed over his once pristine clothing.
Unable to help himself he locked eyes with Jonathan, the person he'd only just be imagining stripped naked and moaning.

Once Jack had finished he found himself flushing red in the face and struggling for words, trying to wipe the mess he'd made off of his jeans and looking around wildly for inspiration.

"Uhh... I was just... Uhm..." he began and then quickly stopped.
For perhaps the first time in his life, he realised he might not be able to talk his way out of something.
He felt humiliated, tired, defeated.
"Fuck..."
Was all he could think to say.
He slowly slid to the ground until he was seated against the wall, and then he hung his head shamefully, avoiding the blonde's gaze.
Any minute now he'd have to face a string of disgusted insults, possibly a blow or two. He seemed to shrink into a defensive position, hugging his shins com swearing under his breath.

[DarkMajin]

The second he turned the knob and looked, there was Jack, pleasuring himself without a worry. At that moment, he climaxed right there, on the spot.

Jonathan didn't know what to say. To say that he was in surprise wasn't enough. He was disgusted, furious, and.. Turned on. Strangely enough, it made a huge blush rise on his face. It was almost as though Jack wanted to be caught.

Finding the situation very unpleasant and.. Awkward, he tried to find a way to say what was in his mind politely.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

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Unsure how to procede Jack just glared.
He processed the question eventually, but how could he answer when he didn't know himself what he was doing?
He decided to clean himself up at any rate, and he leapt to his feet before grabbing some wipes from the counter and beginning to busy himself cleaning.
Despite the situation, he felt the smallest of thrills to think that Jonathan had seen him.
"Jesus christ. It's your bloody fault anyway!" Jack declared angrily once he'd finished.
He was starting to find some of his confidence.


"If you weren't so damn..." he paused and trailed off, unsure how to finish the sentence.
He looked at the other boy with the slightest hint of worry, as if expecting to be attacked at any minute.
"Hot..." he finally added in a quiet voice, hating himself for it.
At least he was back in control of the situation.


With an angry look he pushed past Jonathan and made his way back into the living room to grab his stuff.
He did his best to look outraged, to maintain some kind of dignity, but really he was so horribly embarrassed and afraid of what the boy might do that he was in a rush to leave.


He didn't even turn around to look at him, he just knelt down and began to throw his books into his bag.
"I need to get out of here. " he grumbled, loud enough for the student to hear.

[DarkMajin]

He watched Jack clean himself with wide eyes. And with the declaration of Jesus christ. It's your bloody fault anyway!, Jonathan could honestly say that he was confused. That, and curious.

And once he declared he was 'hot', Jonathan was even more lost for words. What? Him, hot? No, no.. It had to be some sort of bluff, for such a thing he wouldn't even believe if everyone told him that.

Staring as the other gathered his things, he couldn't help but notice how he looked a little on the angry side. Jonathan hadn't meant to make him mad..

But once Jack announced he was leaving, that was the last straw for Jonathan. He had then practically snuck behind the other boy, and grabbed his wrist firmly. "Don't leave," he ordered, though his voice had a slight hint of worry in it. He didn't want him to be mad, of course.

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Jack was so startled by the sudden contact that he dropped the bag he was holding and almost fell over.
He flinched instinctively, expecting Jonathan to hit him, or at least throw him out, but he did nothing of the sort. In fact, having the perfect boy hold his wrist was actually quite calming, he was tempted to just fling his arms around him and kiss the hell out of him, but common sense stopped him.

Finally Jack spoke, his voice shaky and uncertain.
"L-look... I don't think I can do this. Tutor you I mean."

He tried pulling away gently only to find the blondes grip was a lot stronger than he had expected.
"Yeah. Okay. I... I know you don't swing that way or anything, but I think you're just... sexy I guess. I cant concentrate around you without..."
Jack hung his head in shame, looking at the floor and just wishing it was over.

[DarkMajin]

He listened carefully, feeling his grip loosen a little once he finished. For once, the confusion went away, and he understood. So Jack thought he was sexy? He didn't really know how to respond. What he did know, though, was that he still needed the other to be his tutor. He needed to somehow ease away what was making him feel almost uneasy.

"Is there any way I could possibly help the situation?" he asked, though his voice had come out as more of a sultry rasp than an actual question. One might say it was almost seductive.

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Jack stared at the other boy for a few seconds, trying to gauge his reactions and read his mind.

"Help?" replied Jack with uncertainty. "What do you mean?"
He felt his heart beat faster as his mind raced with ideas.
He didn't actually mean... did he?
He couldn't be coming on to him.
But he had to be sure...
Jack shook his head and laughed nervously.
"Ha-ha... Not unless you wanted to... eh, you know. Screw me. " Jack spoke quietly but he still felt the need to laugh it off.
He wanted to test the waters, but he still wanted a possible escape route should the other student turn on him.

[DarkMajin]

He grinned, almost mischievously. So he did have that desire within him.

"If it helps," he replied, his eyes sparkling for a split second. Frankly said, he didn't know the magnitude of what he was doing. But he was excited to see the result of what he was going to do.

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Not for the first time, Jack felt like he was about to tumble over.
Was that a grin?
He wasn't even sure if it was a amused grin or a more...suggestive one.
Whatever it was, it was goddamned sexy.
Jack soon found himself with another daydreaming, and before long he was hard again, a fact he didn't want to share with his would be pupil.

However when Jonathan finally spoke he snapped out of it.
Was he agreeing? He couldn't be...
He decided to do another test.
Slowly, and yet with a casual stance, he placed a hand on the blondes hip, without making any other movement, just as if had accidentally chose to rest his arm there.
"Hahah. Nah I'm just kidding. I don't have much experience with that sort of thing. I think you'd have to be the tutor. "
Jack kept smiling like a dope, but he was actually asking a serious question, despite making it seem like a joke.
He felt nervous and unsure around the other boy, but at the same time very much turned on.

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He almost freaked out when the hand was placed on his hip, but he remained silent. Usually he wasn't comfortable with such close contact, but thank God he could keep in that urge to yelp to himself. "You know, if you'd really need a tutor for that.. You've found your man," he laughed softly, giving Jack such devious eyes. "If you're really down for such a thing. But I doubt you are," he continued, chuckling. He guessed that the only way to lure Jack into that scheme of his was to somehow challenge him; to intimidate him in some way. Of course Jonathan could be wrong, maybe Jack would be offended by his behaviour. But he couldn't help but want to see how it turned out this way.

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Jack glared at the other boy, trying to detect if he was being mocked, or fooled around. But try as he might, he couldn't see any malice in those delicious blue eyes. In fact, he just became even more turned on.

"You don't believe me, huh?" He murmured, suddenly feeling a lot more daring.

He couldn't believe what he was about to do...
In an instant he moved closer, sliding his hands down either side of Jonathan's waist, wrapping his arms firmly across the boys back.
Once he had a firm grip he moved his lower body forward, pressing his jeans and the bulge inside against Jonathan's pelvis, showing the other boy just how aroused he had made him.

It was so satisfying to feel the warmth of his would-be tutor pressed where he wanted it most, and he could barely contain the urge to moan like a bitch in heat.

Was he going crazy? Could he really be attracted to this scruffy,

Jack decided he wasn't fooling anyone. He wanted this badly, the unbearable tension of his straining hardon making it blatantly obvious. Caution was out the window now, he just had to roll with it.

"So what's in lesson one?" He finally asked, his voice still a little shaky, but now laced with excitement and seduction over fear.