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 Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 3:49 am
A teacher and student...
Nathaniel and Ale, tempted by desire, have a romantic relationship. When one reads into it too far, will it all fall apart like all the others?
The ex-lover, and the dancer...
Always eyeing Zanda from across the room, Amber loves from the sidelines, watching as the man he loves pines away after the one who broke his heart. But is he really more than he appears?
The jock, the artist, and the sadist...
From the moment Ed lays his eyes on Russell, an arrow has pierced his heart, but and old friend is in town, and things aren't looking too good. Will one sloppy mistake be the end of them?CUPID >>>------>
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 4:38 am
CAST
THE TEACHER || Nathaniel Grey || 35
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THE SLUT STUDENT || Alejandro Leral || 19
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THE EX-LOVER || Zanda Arcanium || 19
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THE DANCER || Amber Grace || 20
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THE JOCK || Edward Sullivan || 19
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THE ARTIST || Russell (I ONLY REMEMBER CROWE xD) || 19
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THE SADIST || Sven Atrilla || 20
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 9:16 pm
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It was their break. Nathaniel was teaching a three hour class today, and he was gracious enough to give his students a fifteen minute break. Pale blond hair and ivory skin moved towards the front of the lecture room. All eyes were on him as he walked down the steps and to the podium where the teacher sat. Sitting on the desk next to the podium, the male crossed his legs, exposing the skin of his smooth legs, a small smile playing his soft lips. "Do you have a moment after class? It's been some time since we've.. had a moment alone." he whispered to him, leaning back a little. It was the end of summer time, the sun still beating down on the campus. Wearing shorts was a thing that Ale enjoyed to do. With a lowered gaze, he looked over the class of students and then back to Nathaniel, eyes going over every muscle and every subtle curve in his muscular body.
God, how he loved those muscles.. How he loved how tall he was and how he'd hold him.. How he loved how he pinned him down with his brute strength and-- He had to stop himself, the thoughts enough to drive him wild with wanting him.
He could see it. The way that Alejandro stared at the teacher, the way that they flirted.. It was disgusting. Disgusting. How dare he go and flirt like that. How dare he go and find someone so quickly. No.. No, he couldn't keep thinking about him. Alejandro, the ******** whore, had dumped him. Said he wasn't a man made for him. The audacity of the ******** whore. He sighed, his pencil tapping at his desk repeatedly. He thought there was something more than just sex.. Zanda did nothing by spoil the poor boy, and he leaves once the school year starts and he spots his eyes on the darker male.
He sighed and looked over the class, his eyes stopping on the small dancer.. Amber.. He was staring at him again. There was something that was off about the small boy, his violet eyes striking a pain in his chest. All he could see in those eyes was.. Luka. Luka.. A man he loved too soon. Perhaps that was his biggest flaw. Loving too soon.. Luka was gone before he had a chance to do much with Luka besides spoil him rotten with love.. Ale.. ******** him. Still staring at Amber, he just smiled a small one, looking back at the front of the class with a growl, still seeing Ale just smiling there.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2014 7:53 am
 Ｎａｔｈａｎｉｅｌ ＧｒｅｙNate's golden gaze locked onto the blond as he approached, delight curving one corner of his lips in something of a smirk as he inhaled to keep himself composed. It didn't matter how many faces he'd see in a day; Alejandro was one he'd always find in a crowd; the only one who could call his attention with a flash of his teeth, or a peek at his mile-long legs, "Of course," Nathaniel spoke smoothly, fixing his glasses onto his nose and adjusting his posture in his seat, "I always make time for my students."
Ale was different, though, and he knew it. Nate knew it, and so did everyone around them. No matter the efforts he went to to keep their private life a secret, separate from school entirely, the blond found it amusing to tease him from atop the desk like he was, and Nate let himself play along. With long, dark fingers he gently touched along the side of his thigh. He didn't once look away from those eyes. Who would turn away from such an intense stare? There were obvious sparks flying between the pair, and as Nathaniel's touch drifted, he swept a red pen on the floor with a soft chuckle only Alejandro would be able to hear, "Would you do me a favor and pick up the pen you...knocked on the ground, please? I need it to finish grading these papers, so that I can help you out after class."
The only thing he loved more than those long legs? Alejandro's perfect a**.
And more than that, he stupidly loved the boy.Ａｍｂｅｒ ＧｒａｃｅThe boy had never really been shy in his life. That something they were trained at young age against, but when it came to Zanda, he couldn't help himself. Especially when he was supposed to be keeping at a distance, due to a rule he'd set himself; what if somehow Zanda ever found out, after all? Amber would have been caught in a lie, and even thinking about it, as he stared at the side of the man's head, made him feel terrible and guilty. Not to mention that his own safety would then be at risk...
When green eyes flashed his way, he jumped up, his head out of his hand as he tugged on his ear and looked down at his own feet. Every time Amber looked, he got caught! His ears burned hot, and he leaned on the opposite hand, looking the other way, only to catch a glimpse of the teacher and Alejandro. How he could prance around like that, right in front of Zanda, he would never know... That must have been why he had that look on his face... That look of sadness when he'd looked in his direction just then. Pathetic... The man had loved that slut so much, and he'd already so easily and obviously moved on. If there were anything he could do to make Zanda feel better...
Slowly, he rose from his seat, pulling his bag over his shoulder and walking down past the green-eyed male, and past the other students paying too much attention to Alejandro as he bent over to get a pen from the ground, "Mr. Grey, I've got a prior engagement," Amber spoke softly, pulling the teacher's attention away from the blond as a smile lit his features. He hurriedly tugged a note out of his pocket, "Dance team needs me to get ready for the pep rally today. I'll make sure to copy notes from someone else tonight." Nathaniel looked over the note, and the names of the others as Amber stood there patient. He was the leader of the dance group, and had to be sure their team was organized... Of course it was an hour early, but Nate seemed distracted. He could read him like a book.
And when the dark man handed him that slip of paper without so much as betting an eyelash in disbelief, Amber smiled in victory, nodding as he was dismissed. Hopefully, he'd messed up any further attempts of Ale disgracing himself before Zanda, and with just enough time to go and get him another rose... Each time he'd seen that look on his face, he was unable to help himself. He would leave it taped to the inside of his locker lovingly, having learned the code on the very first day of classes.Ｅｄｗａｒｄ ＳｕｌｌｉｖａｎN/AＳｖｅｎ ＡｔｒｉｌｌａN/A
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 9:42 pm
 ♛ A l e j an d r o xxL e r a l ♛"My, my. How careless of you, Nathaniel." Those words glided on his tongue and into the air, soaked with seduction in such a hushed tone. Slowly, his body slithered off the table and to the ground, getting on his hands and knees. Arching his back, he let out a pleasant sigh as he made sure Nathaniel kept his eyes on him, entrancing him with a perfect form, his a** pushing back. Right as his fingers touched the red pen, a voice interrupted them. Damn him.. This little freak seemed to know when to interrupt.. when it was a good time for him..
With a scoff, Alejandro rose from the floor once Amber left and let the pen run up Nate's thigh on his way up before sitting back on the desk, crossing his legs. "Don't you know how rude it is for you to stare at someone else when I'm right here?" He smirked and looked back over the sea of students, eyes landing on one. Zanda. What was he doing, looking over here..? This wasn't his business to stare at.. Or was it? With a small smirk, Alejandro looked back to Nathaniel, the smirk quickly turning into a smile. "I was thinking.. that we could talk a little more tonight.. Go to dinner." How odd of a request from Alejandro. Usually it would have been Nathaniel to ask for dinner, but now.. Alejandro wanted to say it. His voice was quiet, wanting only Nathaniel to hear. For something like this, there must have been a reason, but there wasn't. All he wanted was more time to be with Nathaniel, more time to listen to his deep voice, more time to feel those arms around him.
Some would say that the small boy was in love with Nathaniel. But the word "love" to Alejandro wasn't in his dictionary. "Lust", yes. "Desire"? Yes. "Love"?
What a funny word.♞ Z a n d a xxA r c a n i u m ♞That was cute.. His surprise and that red face. Even from over here, Zanda could tell the other was blushing. But for him to get up and leave..? Just like that? Zanda let out a soft breath, his gaze returning to the scene ahead of him. How sickening. For Alejandro to just.. and for Nathaniel, someone probably twice his age to.. He tried to ignore it, tried to tune it out by watching outside, but his mind kept reminding him of what was in front of him. With a frustrated groan, Zanda packed his things, quickly leaving the room. With the best, he hoped that Nathaniel was thinking he was just getting a drink. Probably didn't even give a s**t if anybody walked out of the class. It would give him more time with his precious whore.
He made a beeline towards the gym. Perhaps, if he was lucky, Edward would either still be in practice, or he would have just gotten out. That kid was all he needed to distract him right now. For some reason, he was pretty much Zanda's sanity when it came to the whore of the school. Quickened steps entered the gym, hearing the whistle and yells of the coach. Oh yeah, practice was still going on. His steps became silent as he came to sit in the second row of bleachers, hearing a few girls behind him giggling and cheering for different boys on the team.
How typical. Were all girls like this? He sighed and put in his earbuds and pulled out a book, fingers flipping through the pages until he found his bookmark, green eyes skimming the page until a familiar word hit his gaze from where he left off.♙ R u s s e l l xxM e r c i e r ♙N/A
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 6:27 am
Ｎａｔｈａｎｉｅｌ ＧｒｅｙBehind his lips, his tongue traced his teeth as a heat rose inside him. Such a display; the boy really had no shame at all, and it was such a turn-on to know how comfortable he was in his sexuality. For a moment, Nate didn't let himself be bothered with the other men he knew the boy to be seeing. He only allowed himself be absorbed in that perfect form. He really did have the perfect body; a nice, round a**, and that creamy white skin framed by long, soft, golden locks of hair always stylishly messy around his slender figure, "Oh, yes." When Amber approached, he shook out of his trance, glancing up at him and taking the note in his hand. Was it hot in here, or..? taking a slow breath, Nate reached up to loosen his collar, before handing back the paper to his student with a nod. He hadn't read much, but Amber was passing his class.
When he was gone, Nathaniel felt that pen against his leg through his slacks, his eyes narrowing a bit. Ale was such a ******** tease... But the next bit caught Nathaniel off guard entirely, narrowed eyes widening immediately as he repeated the sentence to himself over and over again. Dinner? Ale was asking him to dinner? Like a date? The blond had never before asked such a thing of him, and if Nate were even barely beginning to think of the others, they were gone from his mind, then, "Dinner? Hm... I think I might have a free hour or so tonight.. But these papers." This time, playful as his voice was, he did mean it. Break was over, and no matter how much he wanted to keep fooling around with his favorite student, he had to keep it professional while in the classroom and make sure things were done; like grading papers.Ａｍｂｅｒ Ｇｒａｃｅ-bleh, he's dancing in a different part of the gym with his team or something-Ｅｄｗａｒｄ ＳｕｌｌｉｖａｎThere was nothing like the rush of the game; the feel of the grass, and the brute strength of other men against your own. Second to that came training, like he was doing now.
His entire life, Edward had trained himself to get onto the college team. Coming from the background he did, all he wanted was to be strong; to smile in front of the cameras at the college games and give his siblings something to be proud of. Ed wasn't quarterback, but he was a damn good player, and to college football fans, he was one of the best. Anyone would easily say he was on his way to the pros once he got out of school. Edward's performance on the team was so damn good, the school was paying for his room and board, his books for classes, his meals, his training, and his tutors. Since there was money left over from the tuition, and nothing he really needed to spend it on, he tucked it away in a savings account for a rainy day.
It was nearly the end of practice when Zanda made his way into the gym, and the white haired male smiled up at his friend, sweat pouring down his face as he jogged over and grabbed his water bottle off the bleachers, "Dude, are you even supposed to be out of class yet? You can't keep ditching out. He might not notice, but it'll show on your tests!" Shaking his head, Ed held the open bottle over his head, pouring the water over himself before grabbing one of the white towels, and wiping himself off. They had a big game coming up in the next week, and he was already pumped for it. They had to win; he'd take the team to nationals if it cost him an arm and a leg.
Tossing his towel over to the pile by the bin they were supposed to be in, Edward jogged up the bleachers and locked his arms around Zanda's neck, squeezing him in a choke-hold, "Did you come here because you wanna buy me lunch? 'Cause I could go for pizza." More than the game and training and the perks that came with, Edward was most thankful for having the best friend that he did. They met shortly after the start of tenth grade, when Zanda seemed glum, and unhappy. Through the years, he started to smile a little, and was finally happy enough to be crushed by the feeling of love. God, Ed was happy he didn't have to deal with that bullshit. He was still thinking of a girl to accept taking to the dance; he'd gotten about thirteen different invites as it was. Maybe he just wouldn't go. It was still MONTHS away, "C'mon. You can tell me all about it. The dancers will be in here soon to rehearse anyway, so let's drop your stuff off in your locker, since you've got practice today anyway, and head for something to eat."Ｓｖｅｎ ＡｔｒｉｌｌａN/A
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2014 9:57 pm
♛ A l e j an d r o xxL e r a l ♛His heart raced a little bit at the thought of dinner. They'd have to go somewhere nice. And afterwards... How he'd be able to lie in his arms, to stand on his tip toes to be closer to Nathaniel. His body moved forward, his lips barely grazing the other's lips. Oh, the thoughts running through his head. Tonight couldn't come sooner. A sweet candlelit dinner.. A booth just for the two of them above the city.. Looking out at all the lights and all the stars to be out. Alejandro running his foot up the other's leg, slowly. Teasing him in the night. With a small smile, Aljeandro whispered against those strong lips, "We'll continue this... after class." Moving back and standing up from the desk, he gave Nathaniel a wink and walked back up the stairs to his desk.♞ Z a n d a xxA r c a n i u m ♞"Ugh, go put some deodarant on or something! You smell horrible!" he teased his friend, smiling at him before shoving him off. He took a moment, and when Edward left to put on some Axe, Zanda only rolled his eyes and stood up, putting his book away and slinging his bag back over his shoulder. "Uh, sorry, but I think I bought lunch yesterday. Isn't it your turn to buy it? I think it is. Definitely. But seriously, I'll talk about it when we're out of this place, because this isn't talk for the school bleachers." Moving to his side, Zanda grabbed him and pulled him out of the gym. It was time that he left the school anyway.
With a moment of silence as they walked out of the gym and towards Zanda's locker, he kept thinking about how he was friends with this a*****e called Edward. It was kinda of cute how this guy always stuck up for him. It wasn't like Zanda needed it, but having such a nice thing for him. He was like a knight for every hopeless soul that he encountered. He wanted to protect them all and make sure everybody was happy, putting their needs before his own. Reaching his locker, fingers moved against the dial, turning the dial to match his code until it popped open with a soft 'click'.
Something was tapped to the inside of his locker.. A rose. A small smile came to his lips as he looked at it, pulling it off of the cold metal. Who kept doing this..? It couldn't be Alejandro, since he was still flirting with Nathaniel. He sighed a little and placed it down on the top shelf of his locker. "It's just the usual. Alejandro flirting with Nathaniel. Showing him his a** as he shows off how much I don't mean to him.. ********, christ. This is probably the stupidest thing that I've ever done, thinking about Alejandro."♙ R u s s e l l xxM e r c i e r ♙N/A
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