A/N: Alright guys, first off I am TERRIBLY sorry that it took so long to update! I ran into issues with my computer and of course had the entire story saved on it and couldn't access it. Then we finally found the remainder of what we had written on a random USB thank goodness so here we are with more updates! I apologize for the long wait but I do hope you're still here to read! Thanks for being patient guys, :)
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Jackson sighed as he made his way down the hall toward the familiar Home Ick classroom. He hated this course for a few reasons. First of all, almost every single ingredient screamed before it was cooked which was highly disturbing. Some of the ingredients tried to walk away and you had to stun them with a meat tenderizer – which he was never good at. Thank goodness that Deuce Gorgon was his partner for this class because he'd fail automatically if he weren't.
He waited patiently just outside the classroom door. Mrs. Kindergrubber kinda freaked him out too if he was being honest. He shifted his gaze down to his wrist watch, usually his classmate would be here by now. Where was he?
Deuce slightly regretted making the team work so hard, maybe those twenty extra laps he made everyone do simply because they wouldn't stop asking about the marks all overs his body was a bad idea. Despite all the running and drills they did, still didn't make Clawd's cocky grin disappear. He was so getting the wolf back later.
The gorgon couldn't help but smile when Jackson came into view, "Hey." The other tried to play off that everything was okay and not the fact his werewolf boyfriend hand marked him from head to toe.
"Hi there!" Jackson greeted his very good friend. He was extremely happy the gorgon wasn't absent today. It meant he didn't have to endure Kindergrubber's weird ways without him. Jackson trailed his eyes up and down Deuce. "You look rough, casketball practice go hard on you today?"
"More like a certain canine." The gorgon informed the norime.
Jackson's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He spoke in a hushed whisper. "Did you guys like, actually do it?"
The gorgon nodded his head, "Before practice." A red hue crept across Deuce's face.
He winced for a moment. "Sorry," he brought his hand up to his right temple. "Holt is cheering all kinds of wild for you. He's glad you 'finally got laid' I guess? And I give you my congratulations. What's... it like?" He asked, hating the fact that Mrs. Kindergrubber was at the other end of the hall.
"Honestly Jay, it's different. But thrilling. It's really hard to explain, the positioning… well let's say we both finished at the same time." The gorgon bit his lip, he still felt a little bad for climaxing on the wolf's fur.
Jackson's eyes widened – he had so many burning questions but Mrs. Kindergrubber finally caught up with them to unlock the classroom door. Since when did she get so speedy? Damn it all. He supposed he'd have to wait for another opportunity to talk. He had Deuce in every class this semester so they'd be able to catch up again soon... he hoped.
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In the auditorium, Elliot Where sat in his chair at his desk, farthest from the stage towards the back entrance. He stirred his green tea absent-mindedly. He normally took it with honey however he was trying to watch his figure. There was a poem left with his tray of breakfast this morning. He sighed as his eyes scanned the page.
You are the sun that shines brightly throughout my day.
You are the gravity that holds me down in every way.
You are the moon that shimmers throughout my night.
You are stars that glimmer oh so bright.
Elliot rolled his eyes, though he had to admit there was a certain charm about the poem. He invested himself in it so far, he had to at least finish it.
You are the oxygen that keeps me alive.
You are my heart that beats inside.
You are the blood that flows through me.
You are the only man I can see.
Your voice reminds me of gentle rain in the spring.
You are my everything.
His mind drifted to his beautiful, sexy night-time lover. That was who prepared him breakfast this morning and left the poem because he had to leave earlier than Mr. Where himself. They'd been having late night rendezvous for quite awhile but he couldn't remember exactly how long. He was trying not to remember the small details because he didn't want to become too attached to someone when he planned on ending it.
Elliot was nervous solely because of the fact that his evening beau, attended Monster High previously. Albeit the young manster was an adult and could make his own decisions, he still felt... wrong.
Sure he kept Elliot feeling young and vibrant although he couldn't help but to feel he was holding the younger back from bigger and better things. He was currently 38 years of age, but his beau? He was a mere 25.
The auditorium door opened and he nearly crumpled the letter in his hand. He quickly shoved it in the drawer and almost dropped his cup of tea. He was very shocked to see a certain gorgon male in his auditorium, especially since he didn't have him this semester. Did he have a slight limp in his walk? He tried to hide the smirk that may or may not have been growing. He didn't take Deuce for a bottom-type.
"Afternoon Mr. Where." The gorgon said making his way towards one of the empty chairs near the teacher. Deuce didn't know if it was better to be sitting down or standing. Both were painful but for a very satisfying reason.
"Good afternoon, Deuce! To what do I owe this pleasure?" He asked the young gorgon.
"Pops wanted me to check in, make sure you're still coming over. He said something about you might go invisible on him if you get a chance." The gorgon knew that wasn't a direct quote, but pretty close and he was sure the dramatic arts teacher caught on.
Mr. Where chuckled lightly. "Well I was going to take my second cousin's, aunt's best friend and ex-neighbor's goldfish to swimming lessons but I guess hanging out with Barkley might be more entertaining."
Elliot wasn't sure whether to point out the fact that he could tell Deuce had sex this morning or not.
He noted the confusion on the gorgon's face as he tried to follow all of the connections mentioned. "I couldn't tell you if it gets easier on your body as time goes on or if your body gets used to the passionate abuse - but it does get a bit better to deal with every time it happens."
"It's that noticeable huh?" The gorgon inquired, he noticed a few strange looks he getting but didn't think anything of it. "I don't think trying something new and then going to practice was a smart idea either." The gorgon admitted as he bit his lip, as he thought back to the events only hours ago, it was a different side of both of them he really enjoyed.
Elliot gave a smile, though it was hard to see from behind his bandages. "That was not a smart idea in hindsight, no - but when the passion strikes, the passion strikes." He eyed the gorgon's vest done all the way up. "Are you marked heavily?" It was the only problem he saw with dating a werewolf.
"Only a lot. If there was bare skin he could mark up – he did. I don't mind though, it'll heal. Plus he only did it to make a point to everyone else, he's been frisky the past couple days." The gorgon looked down at his arm, there was claw marks around wrist as well. "Although I might have to trim his nails if he keeps being this way." A small chuckle escaped from the gorgon.
The Drama teacher nodded, he recalled having dated one previously. "Oh yes, I dated a werewolf back in high school," he noted Deuce's confusion. "not Barkley Wolf - no he's my brother, not previous conquest. But this other werewolf... Barkley despised him though. He only came after me during the full moon phase, where I think Clawd is right now. A couple days leading into the night of the full moon, they're very territorial, moody, extremely passionate lovers." He admitted, it felt strange to have this conversation with the gorgon boy but he wanted to give him all the information that a young, gay Elliot Where, wished he knew before he started dating. "Don't file his nails, dull ones are much worse. And Deuce, I understand that you're quite sore," especially since the gorgon was still on the fence about sitting or standing. "But at least you feel comfortable and loose with Clawd enough to only be hurting after both of you gained climax... you don't want to be an uncooperative werewolf lover."
Deuce was surprised to see Mr. Where shudder as if he were in pain still.
"Clawd didn't... force himself on you, did he?" Elliot wasn't sure if that was a werewolf during the full moon phase or just the one he dated.
"No. I promise Mr. Where. Clawd's been nothing but a gentleman. He's just frisky... maybe a little territorial. He doesn't mean any harm though, I swear." The last thing the gorgon wanted was Mr. Where to tell Pops that Clawd was beating him.
Elliot sipped his tea, frowning when he realized he let it get cold. "Good, I'm just making sure." He didn't want to ask the hard questions but he was positive that nobody else was going to beat him to them. "Deuce, does anyone know about you and Clawd?"
Deuce paused for a moment, he been thinking about telling others. It just hadn't happened yet. "Well his family. That's kind of a given. I believe my mother figured it out. She kind of showed up uninvited." The gorgon began to pick at a loose thread on his vest. "You and Jackson. That's it."
"It's hard, admitting you've become attached to the family of fluffles, isn't it?" He chuckled, he didn't just have a friendship with Barkley Wolf, he had a brotherhood. And Scarlet? They had a deep friendship as well. "You should've seen Clawdia's face when I told her that she couldn't call me Uncle Ellie here." He hummed in thought. "It nearly broke her heart."
"Well… kind of been part of that family for most, if not all, my life. Kinda hard not to get attached." The gorgon admitted.
Mr. Where crossed one leg over another. "Deuce… you've been around the Wolf family for a long time." He stopped to think about how he wanted to word his question. 'Your father's been a big part of my life too.' He cleared his throat. "At what point did… Clawd start becoming… attractive to you? I mean, did you sneak peeks at him in the change room? Did it have anything to do with a certain, Miss de Nile?"
Deuce slid into the chair the he had been standing in front of, then shifted slightly so his legs were over the arm rest. Yes this was a lot better, for the moment. "Well honestly, what I did with the bit- I mean Cleo," Deuce didn't know how Where would take him calling the royal pain names, she was a student of his after all. "It was more convenient. Kinda like what everyone expected, I guess. Her being a popular ghoul, it just seemed everyone wanted us together." Deuce thought back when he first met Cleo. "I honestly don't think I was ever physically attracted to her, I had feelings. But no desire to be with her physically. I remember the first time her and I ever did the deed, I just lay there next to her and didn't see the big deal. Why everyone said your 'first time' was supposed to be 'special' I didn't get." The young male shrugged his shoulders.
Elliot did his best to follow what Deuce was saying to him. The concept of not figuring out one was gay until later on truly fascinated him.
"See that's where this whole thing with Clawd's different, he doesn't even have to touch me and I get all giddy. I don't know when I started finding him attractive, maybe I always did? Like you'd have to be blind and living under a rock not to see it. I'm not just talking about his looks, he has an attractive personality. I know it sounds sappy, cliché. But it's kinda like those love stories where the person was always in front of them, the whole time." The gorgon said playing with the zipper of his vest.
The invisible man was grinning, not that anyone could tell. He sure loved him some sappy and cliché. "That sounds about right. Before you hear it from anyone else, I knew you and Clawd would be a thing." He was proud of his prediction. "I mean, late is better than never but the year you started and became co-captains, I had a feeling there'd be some chemistry between the both of you."
"Do you always go around pairing up your students Mr. Where?" The gorgon inquired, as he pictured the dramatic arts teacher going around with a clipboard and pen.
The dramatic arts teacher laughed. "No of course not, we chat about possible pairings in the Teacher's Lounge and only in the lounge. Would you be offended if I told you Coach Igor made a bet to me and lost about you both?" He blushed, but luckily no one could see that either.
"I thought I heard him saying something about owing you like $50, is that what he was talking about?" Deuce said shifting in his seat, the gorgon didn't know how he was getting up. He figured he'd most likely have to give Jackson a call.
"Oh perhaps, I didn't hear the details of it I just knew that no matter what I'd be right." He wore a cocky smirk under those bandages of his. "Now Deuce… I want you to take a look at the big picture." The gorgon looked around. "I'm speaking figuratively, the picture of your future. Do you see yourself spending it with Clawd? Can you see yourself part of the Wolf family in a deeper meaning? No doubt Barks is hoping for wedding bells." He chuckled, Barkley and Scarlet were married yes, but they never had a real, 21st century wedding.
They got hitched at City Hall.
"Barks, isn't that what my dad used to call him?" Deuce knew Where was close to Pops, the gorgon didn't know he knew his father as well.
Elliot dropped the pen he had been playing with. "Ah, yes. That's precisely what your father called him. He called me Ellie." he let out a soft sigh. He swore his best friend had something to do with the fact his younger beau being near-obsessed with him. 'Damn it Sawyer, you really did end up picking someone for me, didn't you?'
"As for the question, I honestly can't picture my life without him. That fluffball fills a spot in my heart that's been empty for who knows how long. We can literally just be snuggling or even just in the same room, and I can feel his love. I would be willing to marry him, one day. I don't need a fancy wedding, just him. That's if he wanted to stay with me." Deuce knew it would destroy him if Clawd left, but he wasn't going to force the wolf to stay if he wasn't happy.
"Awww, Deuce Gorgon I do believe you've been bitten by the love-bug. You're certainly showing all the signs." Mr. Where teased him lightly. "I'm very happy for you, I wish you nothing but happiness. Do you have any… of those natured questions for me? Trust me, when my heart was young and naïve, I wish I had someone I could've spoken to."
Deuce raised a curious brow.
"I love Sawyer and Barkley very much, we were a trio of best friends who got into a lot of shit together. We were the real reason why the 'you don't leave this house the moment alcohol touches your lips' rule was invented. But there's only so much 'advice' your straight friends can give you that's very inaccurate but straight from their hearts." He sighed lightly.
"I kinda do have a couple questions." The gorgon stated as he snuggle deeper into vest, underneath was one of Clawd's t-shirts he had stolen. Deuce was hoping the wolf wouldn't notice his shirt drawer getting low.
Elliot nodded, "Please don't be afraid to ask. If I can help put your mind at ease in any way, I'd be glad to." He went to sip his tea and again and scowled. Maybe he did need that spoon of honey after all? Goodness this was nasty. It'd better be quick and speed up his metabolism or his patience would be highly limited. Why was losing weight so hard?
"Well... how did you know that you liked dudes? I mean over ghouls." Deuce said picking at another thread, he began to wonder if these were Clawd hairs, because nothing was happening to the vest itself.
Elliot Where grinned. "Deuce… my dear boy, I never liked ghouls. Ever. I knew I was gay from the moment I could walk and talk. I believe my first word was 'Gucci'." He shifted his grin to a sly smirk. "That's why you fascinate me, young man. The fact that you were with at least 1 female and have switched to favoring the male end of the spectrum. I've always been interested in men."
This was proving to be pretty interesting to Deuce too, Mr. Where was a really cool guy. He could see how his father and Clawd's father got along quite well with the invisible man.
"This is where it can get tricky because I love women, they're beautiful creatures - but I don't like to be with a woman. As much as Barkley's very much my brother, Scarlet - she's a very good friend of mine. A friend that I almost lost. . ."
