AN/ This chapter is still in timeline with chapter 3-9. It contains a flashback that takes places between chapter 8 and chapter 9. Flashback will be separated with a (-) sign.
I die for you.
Chapter Ten.
Jazz huffed angrily, "I really can't."
"Well," Aksel offered, "It's not on you to figure it out."
"I guess it's not."
Five minutes ticked by and Aksel placed his cheek back on his palm, hovering as he watched Jazz' concentration deepen as he resolved the equations upfront. His eyes scanned down Jazz' ear and the rosy spot he was able to distinguish behind it. Had he been a little more gullible, the scarf could have almost conveyed its purpose of distracting him from staring at his neck for too long.
"Do they hurt?"
"Hm?" Jazz' writing pencil paused beneath the paper. "What hurt?"
"The bites."
…
Jazz coughed almost silently as he grabbed the hem of his scarf and dragged it up to cover his reddened cheeks, "No, they don't." He said quietly. The chilly breeze was still running back and forth through the classroom's open windows; Jazz could have sworn he was suffering some odd fever despite the cold season.
"Are you sure?" Aksel inquired as he leaned in nearer to inspect the marks up closer.
"Yes, I'm sure." Jazz frowned stubbornly, he slapped Aksel's hand away as the ginger impended to examine him beneath the garment.
"Then can I see them?" He asked innocently.
…
Jazz reached down the scarf's frilled tips and yanked the secured knot tighter around his neck; he sighed in contemplation as he rapidly remembered the various love-bites that decorated his neck. A warm shiver blazed down his spine as his memory recollected the tight closeness that their bodies shared the night before; his cheeks incensed as he realized Aksel was still staring at him curiously, he scowled embarrassed. "No, you can't."
(-)
Slow mellow kisses that tasted of mint right after washing their teeth, his legs gradually parted to allow Aksel's firm body to hover on top and against his front; Jazz' lips parted to huff silently as their lips unglued, Aksel's humid mouth nipped pleasantly down to kiss underneath his jaw, his head dipped and his teeth sunk on the side of Jazz' neck, taking his time as he marked him as his. Aksel husked quietly against his ear. "You are mine now."
His tender lips moved back down against Jazz' neck. The later recalled his spine curving in crude delight; being so roughly marked felt like an erotic rite that tied him to lascivious vulnerability, he panted as he allowed it.
Jazz remembered the agitation that their kisses brought, their bodies started to perspire underneath loose clothes. He remembered how his skin melted as Aksel's tongue probed deliciously against his earlobe, down his already marked neck and back to his bruised lips, forcing their tongues to interact in delectable swirls, making his eyes flutter and roll back with unwarranted urges to roughly buckle against him. Easily forcing his mouth to pant against the ginger that became so exquisite to his tastes.
"I want you." Jazz pleaded breathily. Aksel predatory gaze downed on him, he inched down and captured his moist lips again; plunging his head for a deeper approach, grazing his tongue lewdly against Jazz' damp one; causing his cheeks to redden as obscene urges resurfaced and their mouths closed on each other again.
Aksel groaned breathlessly as his hungry mouth edged away, he licked his own lips and frowned as frustration creeped underneath his skin. Shivers ran down his spine as he gave in and roughly thrusted his hips between Jazz' open legs, making both huff in pleasure, "Aah".
He thrusted again, their hardness rubbed, easily provoking their members to moisten beneath their underwear. Aksel pressed his hips again, he heard Jazz mewl as he reapplied pressure against him, "Aksel ugh," His arms that supported his weight from plunging all the way down, slowly started unsteadying as Jazz scraped his fingernails against his forearms, unconsciously twisting every time their crotches brushed together. "Mnn"
Aksel's sneered lustily at him, he quietly watched with morbid pleasure as Jazz' writhed beautifully underneath his now rough pushes. Jazz' fingers were still clawing at his forearms and his spine arched as Aksel quickened his shoves. "Aah I want you Aksel."
"I want you too." Aksel whispered back with agitation, his solid member kept rubbing inauspiciously against Jazz' own hardness, stopping only when he realized he was on the brink of losing control over his bodily impulses. "But, I…" he panted.
Jazz bit his own bottom lip, awaiting for yet another glorious wave of tension to be released. His fingers went up and roamed through Aksel's bright locks, scraping his nails gently against the back of his neck and gently pulling him down to make sure Aksel's mouth was close enough to feel his restless breath against his sensitive skin. "Take me." He huffed after a sensual groan, his member was pulsing at the lack of friction and his skin was tingling everywhere he wanted to be touched.
Aksel's eyes were already clouded in lust but he refrained from thrusting again, he pressed his forehead against Jazz' and moved his head, trying to regain his composure. He muttered against Jazz' awaiting mouth, "We'll find a better time to do what we want to do. We can't right now."
"Why?"
"Because I want you to say it was perfect from the very beginning to the very end."
Jazz brought him down for yet another kiss, mouthing a seductive plea against his lips and after letting the kiss deploy his will, Aksel gave in on his own frustration and quickly allowed his body to thrust roughly against Jazz' still clothed member. The later breathed harder, it felt good, each carnal thrust send both to puffing pants of hunger.
They kissed again, Aksel hips frotted their spurting members against the other and both realized that even guarded beneath sweaty clothes, their bodies harmonized better than a match and a candle roaring for light in the darkest nights. Not being ready for nakedness couldn't stop the feral desire they professed for the other.
Jazz squirmed brusquely underneath Aksel's fevered body, the tension concentrated down his crotch, his skin became more sensitive and his hips started twisting and buckling harder against Aksel's, his legs tensed and his hands fisted up through Aksel's hairs, welcoming his anticipated climax with a quiet groan.
Aksel followed as he halted above with a breathless grunt, coming in a delicious wave of crude delight.
Puffing mouths stood silent as they tried to come back from their earth-wrecking orgasm. "Shit."
Half an hour passed between tired sighs and satisfied smiles, Aksel closed his eyes in ease, he remained laying on top of Jazz, making sure he wasn't squishing the fragile plum-haired youth, "Jaaz" He mumbled with a slurred voice.
"Hm?"
"I want to have you, I really do. All the way. But I really want it to be perfect."
"Perfect?"
"All damn night, I want you to say and feel it was perfect."
Jazz smiled, "It would have been perfect nonetheless. I don't need a princess date to enjoy every second of it. You can have me and I can have you and it could be in the rusty backside of an old car and it would still be perfect."
"I know but," Aksel exhaled calmly, "let me have it when we both can't think about anything but us" He smiled "I just want to do it right."
"Yeah but when we were…" Jazz hesitated in embarrassment, "Doing what we did. I wasn't thinking in any of the motherfuckers that tried to piss me off before."
"Me neither but I just don't want you to forget about me the day after," Aksel admitted, "I don't want it to be rushed because we pent up frustration. I want it to be special. Let's say I want to handle you with better care. Because well, you are special for me."
"That's so stupidly cute." Jazz blushed, "But you can fuck me however you want and I swear cupid fucked me up, so no way in hell I'm letting you go no matter how hard you hit it."
"Don't talk like that" Aksel shook his head in blithe mortification, he reached over to press his palm over Jazz' mouth. "And Shh, you embarrass me."
"Sorry," Jazz chuckled against his palm "But it's true."
"Anyways shut up," Aksel snuggled his nose against Jazz' collarbone, smiling "But if you mean it then I am the happiest man alive."
"One hundred percent." Jazz calmly smiled as he reached underneath Aksel's shirt to run his nimble fingers against his back, "I know you'll see." He closed his eyes sleepily, "By the way, we are fucking wet down here." Aksel suddenly grew aware of the sticky mess between their clothed sexes.
"Yes, we are."
"Ugh, move then? I'll go change up."
"No." Aksel didn't budge as he closed his eyes and cuddled in closer "We'll sleep like this, goodnight."
…
…
…
"Aksel."
"Hm?" He answered sleepily.
…
"…Was I too noisy?"
Aksel chuckled, "Not really. In fact you were a little bit quieter than I expected."
"That's because you didn't fuck me."
"Well then if you let me, soon enough I'll get to hear you fully and whatever you choose it's equally hot."
"… I really thought it would be annoying?"
Aksel closed his eyes one more time, ready to sleep "It's not, trust me. Quiet or not, it turns me on."
…
"Shut up dickhead and goodnight."
"Goodnight, Jaaz."
(-)
The professor cleared his throat, making Jazz' eyes skim up to the classroom's board and instantly snap out of his vivid recollections of the night before. He blushed and shook his head, their assigned work wasn't done yet.
"Jaaz~ you are red."
Holy fuck.
"I'm not." Jazz growled and breathed in deeply again, trying to ignore his partner who was insistently fidgeting with his hand. He decided to make an effort to ponder back on his half-done work. As he started concentrating on the next equation, the equations easily disentangled in a slightly quicker pace than he expected. He hummed and realized he knew the responses.
"I'm almost done, okay?"
Aksel sighed, "…Okay Jaaz."
Still trying to keep his mind out of the previous night's events, Jazz' fingers quirked down to write a couple of useful formulas on the corner of his sheet. His captured hand unconsciously tightened its' fingers on Aksel's hand, intertwining them in a lover's grip, a grip both wanted to carry on with.
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Evading Issei seemed easy at the beginning. Days passed and if he encountered him walking through the school's hall, Jazz was swift to route his way off. If Issei went in close to him, asking to have an assignment done together, Jazz would be even faster to stand by Shippo's side until Aksel arrived.
In lunch time, Jazz would side up with Aksel and eat with the ginger like two outcasts that enjoyed too much of their own sarcastic jokes that half the classroom felt apprehensive to be their target. Issei couldn't get anywhere close and his anger was starting to amass.
In their breaks, Jazz would make sure Aksel walked with him every day to the rooftop and they kissed and flirted until they were late for their class, usually for more than 5 to 10 minutes every day. They would walk home together and Jazz would sometimes sneak Aksel inside his bedroom. Hushed kisses and delicate caresses that almost always ended up with their bodies rocking lustily against each other, quiet because Jazz' mother was outside.
In Jazz' bedroom, they never went further than what lines they crossed in Aksel's bedroom- both agreed to the thought of having to wait. In Jazz' impersonal bedroom, both felt they were being limited from the outside; though it was exciting to be defiant in their forbidden circumstances, both agreed that going further would taste better if they were really alone, physically and mentally.
The days that followed in school, Aksel realized that he needed Jazz to be sure that he wasn't playing with him, that he really wanted everything with him, absolutely everything.
"I'm courting you."
Duh.
Jazz was timidly perplexed as soon as Aksel mentioned those words. The ginger remained fresh and unbothered at Jazz' comical naivety, for Aksel, it was always humorous when he dragged Jazz' awkwardness to stainable lengths, There were many things that Jazz seemed to be oblivious about, romance was one of those. Soon, both forgot about Issei's daily insistency and Aksel decided it was time to ask Jazz if he wanted to date him.
He invited Jazz to have lunch as any other day. As usual, Jazz was difficult to convince but nonetheless he accepted his offer. After enjoying each other's companies as they had lunch together, Jazz nervously chimed in to cut their peaceful silence, "Uh, Aksel...?" The inquiring tone managed to interrupt Aksel's thoughts and it rapidly made the ginger turn his attention on him.
"Hm?" Aksel reached over to grab Jazz' hand, "What is it?"
…
"Can I ask you about… earlier?"
"Earlier? Yes," Aksel nodded with a jovial smile, "What about it?"
"Earlier you…" Jazz frowned as his cheeks colored, "You said you were…" He stopped awkwardly "…wooing me or something…"
"Wooing?"
Jazz cleared his throat as he tightened his hand on Aksel's warm one "courting me…"
Of course I am. Of course that's what I want. I want to date you, you incredibly dense idiot.
"Oh" Aksel grinned after a chuckle, he was ready to go further; he knew both were ready "that? I actually wan-"
"Where were you Jazz?" Surprised at the invasive interruption, both looked up at the brown-skinned boy that stared somberly down at them, his eyes glared viciously "Because I was looking for you," His voice was insistent, yet too hostile to be approachable. Issei's frown deepened angrily "All day long."
Aksel once again recognized the feeling that Issei emanated. Jealousy. For my Jaaz? Aksel chuckled before smirking. -How annoying.
"Radio announcement: Ladies in gentleman, this is your school's principal, don't forget of tomorrow festive holiday, tomorrow we'll only have class until 12:00pm, everyone will be able to leave after lunch!"
A loud massive cheer was heard from everywhere in the school.
"I know the holiday is tomorrow, but the spirit is already here with me~ Happy Valentine's day everyone! See you all tomorrow for the celebration! Bye~"
Yet another massive cheer was heard.
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AN/ This is where we left in chapter 2. Backstory is fulfilled! We are almost done with this fic. Now the story will go on without timelines unannounced since both timelines used for this fic have FINALLY overlapped!