"We're here. Get off."
The rough voice ordered the smaller guy in front the moment the expensive motorbike rolled to a stop in front of a huge garden house easily the biggest and prettiest place in the whole area.
"Where are we? Don't tell me this is…?" Luktan rubbed his wind-burned eyes, staring at the big house with open curiosity.
"My house."
"You normally… bring people home?"
"Normally what? I just got back from abroad. Where the hell have you been living, a cave?"
Tod cut him a side-eye, mentally questioning how someone that clueless managed to become a kindergarten teacher.
"You… don't happen to have a wife and kid, do you?"
The boy frowned when he spotted toys and kids' stuff scattered around downstairs.
"…No. Who the hell would be insane enough to bring someone home if their wife and kid actually lived here?"
Tod paused at the question but answered with a grumpy snarl.
Luktan froze awkwardly, dragged into a guy's house just to secretly fool around. Normally… people didn't do this at home, right?
But then again there were literally no hotels around. Doing it in the bushes probably wasn't a genius plan either.
(Luktan's thoughts)
Wait—did he bring me here because I'm a teacher? How respectful. Wow… how romantic for a scary gangster guy like him.
He zoned out until Tod suddenly pinched his cheek hard, snapping him back to reality. A strong arm wrapped around his slim waist, lifting him with one hand like nothing, forcing him to cling onto Tod's shoulder in shock.
Still in his neat teacher uniform, Luktan was carried up the stairs to the second floor…
The place that would probably become tonight's battlefield.
(Luktan's thoughts)
Why do I feel like some kind of private call-boy? And if he tells the school… am I gonna get fired?!
Thud!
He sat down on the bed and left me standing right between his knees, those sharp eyes sweeping over my khaki uniform like he actually liked what he saw.
My small oval face, round eyes, tiny nose, soft lips with braces, barely reaching his chest narrow shoulders, slim waist, long legs and that faint scent he somehow noticed…
(Seriously, tell me again how I'm not basically a kid playing dress-up.)
His hands slid to my shoulders and pushed me down until I ended up kneeling between his thighs.
Those big eyes of mine couldn't look away from what was right in front of me the hard line above his jeans so clear I could see every tight muscle there.
Without thinking, my hand brushed over that prominent shape straining against the denim.
"Your hands are shaking that much? Someone's starving, huh, Teach?"
His deep voice teased, obviously entertained by where my hand had landed.
A slow zip…
I pulled down the zipper of his black jeans in answer, and he gave a crooked smile.
My tongue traced along him through the last layer just to mess with him my cheek brushing heat through the fabric as I eased him free from the waistband.
Revealing something thick and long enough that I genuinely started questioning which country uses this as a standard.
Driven by curiosity, Luktan wrapped a hand around what throbbed in his grip and eased it between his lips halfway, almost gagging when it brushed the back of his throat.
"Greedy," Tod scoffed with a crooked grin, amused by the clumsy yet desperate way the little teacher tried to take him in without letting go.
Soft kissy sounds filled the room as that small mouth pulled back, only to take even more the next moment, cheeks puffing adorably. Luktan's warm tongue teased along the sensitive tip, flicking again and again so quickly that Tod's earlier smirk twisted into a clenched jaw, his abdomen tightening hard beneath the strain.
Wet sounds echoed through the quiet upper floor, Tod's fingers diving into Luktan's hair each time that wicked tongue moved, dragging out low breaths he couldn't control.
With a strained groan, Tod suddenly tugged the smaller head away if not, he was dangerously close to losing control right there. Cute face or not, that innocent teacher was shockingly talented.
Tod hauled the smaller body upward and crashed his mouth against Luktan's, lips meshing, tongues sliding and tangling in a heated, breath-stealing kiss. Large hands gripped the soft curve of Luktan's backside, squeezing harder and harder, as if trying to release the burning tension in his entire body.
Luktan pressed forward, rubbing against Tod's hard torso, and that single reckless push made the rough man tear open the neat uniform shirt, exposing smooth shoulders and soft pink peaks that begged for attention.
Tod dragged his mouth downward, pressing hungry kisses along Luktan's pale chest, marking lightly as he went.
"Ah— not so hard," the breathy voice protested, even as the small body arched up, asking for more without a single word.
Tod didn't take Luktan's clothes off; instead, he slipped his hands beneath the fabric, teasing through the cloth. Luktan let out a playful tone.
"Do you like this teacher outfit that much?"
"Yeah. When you wear this and act all tempting, it makes me…"
"Then go on," Luktan taunted, biting his lower lip. "A big guy like you… I doubt you'd break me.
Rriiip—
"Hey! My pants!"
Luktan yelped as his work trousers were torn straight through from front to back. Tod's large hand stretched the torn fabric apart, revealing the black underwear underneath.
"This outfit falls apart too easily. And I haven't even started."
His sharp gaze locked onto the flustered little teacher whose face was bright red. Luktan wrapped his arms around his debt collector's neck and bit his shoulder in revenge, but the man only enjoyed it more grabbing Luktan by the chin and kissing him deeply, tongues clashing in a messy battle.
> "With a face like this, no one would believe you teach kindergarten."
The teacher's cheeks flushed even hotter. For a second, he imagined punishing his "student" with a ruler just to get even.
> "Teacher… you're kind of greedy."
> "Don't you like it?
Their movements grew quicker, breaths tangled, bodies pressing close. Luktan whimpered between gasps.
> "It's… kind of overwhelming…"
> "Careful," Tod whispered against his ear, voice low and playful. "You might not be able to talk after this."
The man brushed his lips along Luktan's ear, teasing him until Luktan squirmed uncontrollably, hands roaming over his own chest as heat surged through him like it was his instinct to take control, just like a teacher normally would.
Tod gripped Luk-tan's waist and pulled him closer, letting instinct drive every motion, testing just how much this delicate little body could handle. Luktan finally lost control completely, voice trembling, words spilling out without restraint exactly what Toad wanted to hear.
Soon Tod pulled him upright, pressing close from behind, locking Luktan's arms so his chest arched forward. Luktan leaned back into the man, overwhelmed, while Toad clenched his jaw and let out a deep, almost growled breath.
Luktan let his tongue slip out slightly, panting like a poor overheated puppy both tempting and adorable at the same time making Toad crave him even more.
For hours, the quiet upper floor of the large house was filled only with breathless voices and heated whispers a night that would change something between them forever.