Blood Love; Chapter 10: Getting it Twice in the Morning
Serge eyes slowly fluttered open, blinking as the rays of morning streamed through the window. Slowly he rose up with a yawn stretching his muscles. Looking around he noticed two things, one he was not in his room, this room only had one bed. Secondly his back felt sore,
"Ah I see your awake" a voice said, looking to the side he saw a familiar head of purple enter, "Kuro" he said as the male enter carrying a metal tray.
"I hope you don't mind, but I brought you some lunch" he said setting the tray down on the table next to the bed.
"Oh, thank you" he smiled as Kuro nodded, "Um, where am I?" he asked looking around the room.
"Well, you're in my room" he said as a shocked look came over the smaller boys face, "After the storm passed I carried you back to your room, but your room mate was rather…preoccupied, so I brought you back here" he explained, "You've been asleep for a while now, I guess transitioning from a grassy bed to a mattress has that effect on people" as he spoke it suddenly clicked and memories of last night flooded his head and a crimson blush spread across his face.
"Serge are you okay?" Kuro asked as he saw the boy, "Your turning as red as a rose, are you sick?" he said placing a hand on his forehead, "You feel warm, maybe we should go to the infirmary"
"No, no that's okay. I'm fine, really. I just still a little tired" he said as Kuro just stared at him, but nodded
"You should probably eat your food before it gets cold" he said offering the boy the plate of food who happily took it.
"Thank you Kuro" Serge beamed and Kuro could only smirk at the warm smile he was given combined with the warm rays of the sun, Serge was truly breathe taking.
"Wait, you said you tried to take me to my room" he said as Kuro nodded, "Yes but your roommate seemed, to be 'entertaining a guest'" Serge could only sigh,
'Oh Gilbert'
"Is something wrong?"
"No" he shook his head and began eating on a piece of bread, "Thank you again for getting me lunch" he thanked the other again
"No problem, also I had your clothes clean"
"Thank you Kuro, you've done so much for me. I feel bad that you've done so much for me"
"Don't, I'm happy to do it" Kuro reassured him and he nodded
After eating and changing back into his clothes, Kuro offered to escort him back to his room, to which he accepted.
"Thank you again for the evening last night" Serge said as Kuro nodded, "My pleasure, though I'm sorry the rain put a damper on most of the night" he apologized but Serge only laughed.
"It's fine really, I actually enjoyed myself, even with the rain" he said, "Though I am embarrassed to admit, some of the night I can't remember" he was lying
"Hn" he looked over as the boy continued to smile with that same cute blush on his face, "We're here" Kuro said as they now stood in front of Serge's room.
"Anyway thank you again" Serge said as Kuro only nodded, but as he was about to depart, Serge leaned up placing a chaste kiss on his lips before entering the room.
"Have a good day" Kuro said before walking down the hallway. Opening the door, Serge entered the room backwards, content look on his face. But as he turned closing the door, he suddenly gave a short gasped as he looked to see two emerald eyes staring at him from his perch on the window.
"G-gilbert!" he said with shock in his voice as the golden haired boy looked at him, "Gilbert do you make it a habit to scare people, my heart still pounding in my chest" he exhaled as the blond just continued to burn holes into him.
"I see you had a late night" Gilbert said breaking the silence as Serge blinked a few times, "Well, yes, I was…just out with a friend"
"Out?" he raised a thin eyebrow, "Yes out, it was…just a friendly outing" he said, though he was lying about it being 'friendly'.
"So what did you and your 'friend' do?" he pried as he caught a flash of something through the others eyes, "Um nothing much, we just went to the greenhouse and looked at the flowers" he said but something in those emerald eyes didn't seem like they were satisfied with the others answer.
"Oh really" he glided off the bed, his eyes still on the dark skinned boy as he stood there glued to the door, as he came closer Serge felt himself pressed harder against the door trapped in those emerald eyes. Soon the two were mere inches away from each other; he was trapped between the door and the blond.
"Hm, you wouldn't be lying to me would you…Serge" he watched as the boy gave a deep gulp as brown stared into green, a smirk played on his face. Leaning forward Serge moved his head to the side as Gilbert nuzzled his nose into the boy's neck, feeling the body shake against him.
"You smell differently, Serge" he could fell him stiffen, "You smell like vanilla and lavender" he said as he saw a look of shock in the boy's face.
"You were with that boy, Kuro" as he spoke the boy's name he knew he had caught him from the look on the boy's face and slowly another smirk formed on his face.
"Oh, so you've gotten close to that new student haven't you" he said playing with the collar of his shirt,
"Well we are friends and I am teaching him French"
"Tell me jeune enseignante, what have you been doing with your eager student?" he said a smirk on his face, an implying smirk that did not sit well with the other.
"Gilbert that's completely off bases, he is my friend and my student" Serge said as Gilbert giggled, "Oh your student, don't think I'm naïve, I see the way he looks at you and you look at him" he said rather coldly, "I wonder" with that he grabbed the boys shirt and a struggle ensued, "Gilbert! Let go! What are you doing!?", Serge managed to free himself from the others grip and was now standing near the desk.
"Gilbert what has gotten into you!?" he said, the blond wasn't acting right, he watched as the blond turned slowly and he felt a chill go up his spine. His eyes, his eyes were so cold.
"Serge" he called another chill ran up his spine
"G-gilbert…" the blond started walking toward him, with each step forward, Serge took a step back until he was now on the desk.
"Now Serge, I'm not going to hurt you" he cooed walking closer and closer, the boy felt around the desk, he was scared, very scared.
"Now Serge" as he reached out to the other boy, Serge moved again so that he was now in the middle of the room, clutching his shirt.
"Gilbert stop this, it's not funny" he said, but the blond continued to smirk as he advance forward, as he backed up he gasped as his legs hit the beds edge and he fell with a thump on the mattress.
"Mmm" he licked his lips, "It's seemed I've cornered you my little mouse" he smirked and in what seemed like seconds Serge found himself pinned to the bed with the other above him.
"Gilbert" he said in a whisper, as Gilbert looked down. Taking a hold of the shirt again, pale hands slowly opened the shirt, as Serge blushed as Gilbert looked down at the marks of his chest.
"My Serge, you've been a busy boy" he said running his fingers down the thin chest as Serge gasped at the others touch, "So many marks. Tell me Serge did you let him touch you, did you let him sip from the sweet nectar of your succulent fruit" he said running a hand over the boy's privates for emphasis. Serge only moaned as the other continued to tease him,
"You can't lie to me, I can see it in your face" he said, "And on your skin" he traced light fingers over the marks, feeling the body tremble from his touch.
"W…what are…you doing?" he said through uneven breathes earning a chuckle from the blond above him, "'My' dear Serge, I'm going to show you true bliss" he hooked thin fingers under the others chin,
"With this tongue" he licked the others cheek sensually; licking his lips from the taste, "I will cleanse this delicate flower with my poison" he smirked. Soon the only sounds that could be heard was the sounds of moans and the feverish melting and touching of skin as hands danced and glided over dark, soft skin electing sweet music from supple lips.
Like a bee entering the vibrant, moving its little legs over delicate petals before it enters inside. Flowers are quite intricate, inside and out. Neither male nor female, they're both. A stamens and pistils, sticky and full of seeds. Its long tongue wraps around and suckles on the long stamen and gathering the sweet nectar inside,
Serge is the flower, sweet like a delicate flower. Thou he is male; he has a feminine nature to him. From his facial features to the way he blushes and acts. He is thin, yet muscled. He is soft, yet he has a tough feature that allows him to stand up for others. Gilbert was the bee, forever flying about, flower to flower and sampling the nectar inside and taking it to other flowers and now his stinger was in Serge.
To Be Continued…
A/N; Next chapter the dream prince makes his appearance and things at Laconblade gets thorny, literally.