Before you read this you have to read 'Knight in ecto armor', 'Deck the halls with ecto plasma?', 'Here comes the ghost', 'Danny be Nimble Danny be Quick', and 'Man in Black', you won't get this story if you don't. Recurring fantasy, being ravished by Peter Murphy and young David Bowie. Result, waking up nice and sticky. Anyway, I couldn't help but make a sequel; Dorians' and Dominics' relationship is just so fresh and yummy! I know I've used this setting before, but I can't help it, 'tis the season and all that…well it will be in a few months anyway.
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Dominic burst into the classroom the day before Christmas break, and much to his classes amusement he skipped over to Dorians' desk and sat down on it. "Guess what I'm going to talk about today class!"
"Shakespeare," the students all groaned in unison.
"WRO-HONG!" The raven-haired man caroled. "I'm supposed to give you a lecture on school expectations and all that, like no kissing in the halls or private Christmas cards. Buuuuut, I don't feel like it, so…" He was cut short when someones' cellphone rang. "I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR MONTHS FOR THIS TO HAPPEN!"
Happily he skipped over to Veronica and snatched the phone out of her hand. "Like hello?" He said in that high voice to the caller. "Oh, like hi Bobby. You know, like Veronica is always like hitting on me in like class. I know, isn't that like really like lame? She has like flashed me like so many like times I can like tell you like what color underwear she's like wearing," he paused for a moment and smirked. "Pink lace."
His smirk widened and he ended the call. "He sounds mad. You can get this back in two weeks, and I'm going to talk to anyone who calls. Being interrupted put me in a bad mood. Dorian, go into my office I have a special assignment for you, the rest of you start on one of your five twenty page essay about how it's bad to make angry and throw in some stuff about sixteenth century writers. Saying they are dead isn't going to cut it. I want them in the first day of school after the two week break."
"Why does he get a special assignment?"
"Well spawn of which I have forgotten the name of, he is going to write a hundred page essay on a three hundred page book written by a guy who live a few thousand years ago who really likes to use really big words."
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Once in the office, Dorian found himself pinned to the wall, hot lips tracing his neck. "Miss me?" He chuckled and was answered with a low purr.
"Maybe," Dominic murmured and found a place just above his young lovers' collarbone and latched on, sucking hard enough that they both knew there was going to be a mark left.
"You're like Pinocchio, except when you lie your nose isn't what grows," Dorian leered, his hand traveling between their bodies to cup Dominic through his pants.
"I've defiantly got wood. That was the worst innuendo I have ever said."
"It was pretty bad."
Dorian smirked and dropped to his knees, startling Dominic. (A/N: You want to know what's fun? Climaxing at the end of the 1812 overture when the cannons are going off, it scares the hell out of anyone who walks into you're room). He had just gotten his lovers' pants open when there was a knock on the door.
With practiced ease, Dominic closed his pants, walking over to the door while Dorian grabbed a thick book and sprawled across the couch.
"Yes?"
"I want you," a female voice purred.
Dorians' eyes shot from his book to the doorway where some teenage girl was trying to rub herself on Dominic.
"And I want pocky but we all can't have what we want now can we? Do you actually have a question or did you come here for a shoddy attempt at seducing me?"
"I umm…"
"Nothing?" Dominic quirked a brow at the stuttering girl and closed the door. "If she tries to sue me you're on my side right?"
"Of course. If you go to jail who am I going to release my raging teenage hormones on?" Dorian asked with an innocent smile.
"Hmmm, good point. Now where were we?" Dominic smirked and opened his pants, pulling out his semi-hard erection; it had softened when the girl had rubbed against him.
In moments Dorian was on his knees, licking the organ with relish. He took too much into his mouth and gagged. Pulling away coughing his saw a look of concern mixed with amusement on Dominics' face.
"Are you okay?" Dominic snickered, trying to cover his mouth before a full-blown laugh leapt from his throat. Dorian, still coughing, nodded and looked slightly ashamed of himself.
"Sorry," Dorian mumbled.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, it was your first time an you took to much. Try taking less and sucking harder."
Dorian nodded and just took the head into his mouth and started to suck as hard as he could.
"Mmm, that's it," Dominic moaned and let his head fall back. He looked down and saw Dorians' sweet mouth take in more of his hard member. He threw his head back and came with a deep groan when Dorian played with the silt at the tip.
The sudden rush of salty-sweet liquid surprised Dorian, but he didn't pull away, he sucked his lover dry. "How was it?" He asked.
"Perfect," Dominic sighed and pulled Dorian to his feet.
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"Can I come over?" Dorian asked as Dominic drove him home.
"If it's okay with you're parents, then fine. But I expect you to get ten pages of that essay done while you're over," Dominic said glancing over at a pouting Dorian. "It's not that much, I've seen you write more in three hours to get a science essay done." (A/N: I just got the Crazy Frog CD, it's fucking awesome!).
Dorian just kept pouting and speed-dialed his Fathers' cellphone.
"Let me take a wild guess, you want to stay at Dominics'?"
"That is a correct deduction."
"Use a condom and you can. Be home tomorrow by twelve pm, we have shopping to do, and before you even ask, yes, Dominic may come if he so desires." With that the call was ended.
"I think that was the second time you've called them and they weren't having sex," Dominic chuckled and held Dorians' hand as he drove to his home.
Dorian watched the beautiful scenery went by as the car flew across the pavement. He loved the drive to Dominics' home, the beautiful serenity of the place, thick, lush, emerald forest dotted with vast golden fields, it was breath taking.
Everything was covered in a thin sheet of pure white snow, glistening and shimmering in the dying light of the sun. Every so often Dorian would spot a set of animal tracks, a pack of wolves lived near Dominics' home.
-Flashback-
Rain poured down as Dorian and Dominic walked in the forest.
"Why are we out here?" Dorian asked quietly, confused about the reason why he was dragged out of bed late at night, just before the moon was at it's peak.
"You'll see soon. Ah, there he is, the lone wolf," Dominic said quietly and pointed over at a small creek.
Dorian looked over and gasped softly. A large black wolf stood alone, drinking from the sparkling creek. A loud howl broke the silence; the large wolf looked up and let out the a resounding howl to match the other, then looked at Dorian, his yellow eyes glittering before he rushed off into the distance.
"There's a whole pack out there, I hear them every night," Dominic said quietly, startling his young lover.
-End Flashback-
"Are you just going to stare out the window or are you actually going to exit the car and enter the dwelling?"
Dorian jumped and realized that they were in front of Dominics' home.
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THE SEQUEL! Sorry it took so long, I had to make a ten slide PowerPoint on pocky, I just got it finished. All questions you may have will be answered. I don't know where this plot is going to go, but Forian keeps telling me it's going to be good.
I've just been sitting here reading smut for the last half-hour so I have a nice erection for when I have to go eat dinner, my Mother gets pissed off at me and sends me back to my room until everyone else is done eating before I can eat. Apparently it makes her loose her appetite when I do this.
White chocolate pocky looks sort of like a mini-cock and leave white stuff on your lips when you're done with it, made my counselor ask if I had a boyfriend I was sexually active with, nope, I've got a boyfriend, but I'm not sexually active with him.