The Tutor, Chapter 2

Rating, summary, and pairing the same.
Disclaimer: I only own Azriel.
Author's Note: I actually did tack on a little sex scene at the end of chapter 1, and I'm going to upload it tonight. What the hell, right? But even with that, I feel like I might be able to have some fun with this. These two seem to come naturally for me and I think this pairing is my best (Axel x Marluxia is a very close second). So let's see where this goes. Same POV.

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I swiped the alarm away on my phone and groaned, squinting through the bright ass sunlight seeping through my blinds. I tried to sit up and immediately winced. Then I remembered what I had been doing the night before with Rude, and a little grin crept up on my lips. He certainly made good on his promise to have me laid up in bed by the time he finished. I had asked him to stay, but he said he had an early job and would never get any sleep with me in bed with him, so he went home. Our next tutoring session wasn't until the next weekend, but he promised he'd see me again before then. I couldn't fuckin' wait.

After my stomach finally convinced my legs to get to the kitchen, I walked downstairs and saw Axel cooking breakfast.
"Good morning sunshine," he grinned. "Eggs, sausage, pancakes, and the coffee pot's still hot."
"You're an awesome wife," I joked as I made a plate.
"How was your study session yesterday?"
"Fine."
"Really?"
"Yeah really."
"You fucked him didn't you?"
I choked on my sausage.
"Where the hell did that come from?" I wiped the tears from my eyes.
"Well for one, I passed him by on my way in early this morning. And I know he was leaving from here because I literally drove past him around the corner."
"And what were you doing out so late?" I pointed my fork at him.
"I'm asking the questions here, so don't turn this on me. And it's my goddamn house, I can walk in whenever I want."
"You went to see him again, huh?" I stuffed a few pieces of pancakes in my mouth and leered. Axel leered back and ate a piece of sausage.
"We were twins in a past life, weren't we?"
"Probably," I shrugged with a laugh. The "him" we were referring to was this cute little thing Axel had a crush on. He worked as a waiter at Axel's favorite diner where he liked to eat during his work breaks. Axel had been eying him for months, but still hadn't asked him out yet. For shame.
"Why don't you just give him your number already?" I drank the last of my coffee and cleaned my plate. "Or are you hoping he stops by the clinic to get his broken heart fixed?"
"I dunno," Axel took my dishes and put them in the sink to wash. "He just seems so pure and innocent we're so -"
"Raunchy? Sexually depraved fiends?"
"Either one works. Speaking of fiends, I'm sure Rude had you singing in all kinds of keys last night."
"That's one way to put it," I grinned. "I wanna choke you and kiss you at the same time for introducing him to me."
"You're welcome," Axel laughed. "Now I'm off to work. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"Doesn't leave much out. Later bro."

After class got out, I headed straight home. I was hungry as shit, and still hadn't heard from Rude. God knows he had been on my mind the entire day though. Axel probably would've called me dickmatized.
I had just put a slice of leftover pepperoni pizza in the microwave when the doorbell rang. I walked to the door, looked through the peephole, and grinned.
"I know you're in there Ren! I see your bike in the garage."
I unlocked the door and laughed.
"What brings you here, Az?"
"I got woman problems, man," Azriel walked in and took a sip of my beer that I left on the coffee table. Az had been my best friend since we were kids, and if anybody knew me as well as Axel, it was him. My mother claimed him as "her other good son". Az was on the fast track to becoming a rock star, but if she only knew the shit we got into...
"You mean Cara right? I thought shit was good with her," I grabbed another beer from the fridge, my pizza, and sat down on the couch next to him.
"Yeah I thought so too, but she's been really insecure lately. Like you know how the groupies get down on the road. Well she thinks I'm screwing everybody."
"You kinda had that rep before her though, so..."
"And so did you, jack ass," Az laughed. "Don't act like you haven't been backstage with me after a show. It's crazy."
"Well what are you gonna do?" I took a bite out of my pizza. Az scratched his head and sighed.
"I mean, I was thinkin' about buying her something nice, like some jewelry."
"You know that only works for so long right?" I raised a brow. "Didn't you take her to Paris for a weekend the last time you fucked up?"
"It's so hard man," he leaned back on the couch. "I'm 25 with a helluva lot of money, my band's getting bigger, and I got girls throwing panties at me all over the world. Why can't I live it up?"
"Because you wined her, dined her, showered her with all kinds of gifts, and made her feel like she's the one," I flipped through channels on the TV. "So since you built her up to expect the best shit from you, now you gotta keep it up or dump her."
"Somewhere over the years, our roles got reversed," he smirked and ran a hand through his long wavy hair. "You were always calling me complaining about your shitty love life. Speaking of which, is it still shitty?"
"Uh..."
"So you are seeing someone. And you weren't gonna tell me?" Az feigned a hurt look.
"I wouldn't say I'm seeing somebody, but I did meet somebody. Axel got me a tutor for that music theory class I've been flunking."
"You're screwing your tutor?"
"You make it sound bad," I finished my beer. "I mean, we did screw around last night but I'm not trying to marry the guy."
"But would you date him?"
"The thought crossed my mind."
"That's a yes. You forget how well I know you."
My phone buzzed and I unlocked it.

'You free tonight?' - Rude

I must've had a glazed over look on my face because Az smacked me.
"I take it that's him."
"Yeah, I think he wants to do something tonight."
He leered and I rolled my eyes.
"Get outta my head, Az."

'Yeah, what's good?'

"What does he look like?"
"Tall, dark, tattoos, dreadlocks -"
"Exactly your type."
"Exactly my type."

'Why don't you come see me? I get off at 8, so 9:30?' - Rude

Az's phone rang and he walked in the kitchen to answer it. I checked the time - 7:30.

'Send me your address and I'm there.'

"Was that Cara?" I asked when Az came back in the living room.
"Yeah, she wants me to come over for dinner so we can talk."
"You stopping by Zales on your way over?" I read Rude's address and saved it into my GPS.
"Nah, some $50 roses should do it. I'll see myself out since I know you have to get your primping done before your late-night rendezvous."
"Good luck, buddy," I laughed and headed upstairs as he left.

"Why the fuck am I nervous?", I thought out loud as I dried my hair and wrapped a towel around my waist. It was about 8:30, and I still had to find something to wear. Shit, I was acting like it was a real date. I didn't know what the hell Rude had planned (well, one thing I did) but I was anxious. Not like me at all.
Maybe Az was just getting into my head, and Axel's situation with the cute little waiter too. If I wanted him, why not go for him? But wasn't it too soon?
I scrounged through my drawers and settled on a short-sleeved black tee with some gray denim jeans, a black leather jacket, and black boots. I checked the time again - 9:06. GPS said his place was about 20 minutes away, so I went ahead and got dressed.

I set the kickstand down and and put my helmet on the handlebar. Rude's house was a nice two-story beachfront place. Balcony, screened-in porch, two-car garage...real nice.
Before I could even knock, the door opened.
"Right on time," he opened the screen door.
"You sound surprised," I looked him over as I walked in. White wife-beater, grey sweatpants, and his locs were in a messy bun. How somebody could look so hot bumming around the house in a beater and sweats I had no idea.
"Well I didn't think you'd even come, honestly," he closed and locked both doors. "You hungry?"
"What'd you make?"
"Cornbread, red rice, fried chicken, that kinda shit. My mom came by not too long ago with a southern feast."
"Don't have to ask me twice."
I took my jacket off and put it on the back of a chair. I went into the kitchen, grabbed a plate, and went down the trays of food like a buffet line.
"Shit, how do you stay so fit when your mom cooks like this?" I spooned some macaroni onto my plate.
"I'm a personal trainer, so it's a monthly luxury. She'd do it every week if it was up to her. Balcony?"
"Sure."
We walked upstairs and outside to the balcony off of his bedroom. It had a perfect view of the beach. I set my plate down on the table and took the beer Rude offered.
"You said you were surprised I came," I sat and looked at him as I ate a piece of cornbread. "Why?"
"Had you pegged as a one night stand type of guy," he admitted, sitting down and eating some red rice. "Like the sex would be a one-time thing and we'd keep it on the low afterwards."
With the way you put it down last night? Oh this shit was definitely happening again...I thought.
"Well, lemme be real with you. Last night was fuckin' amazing, and you've been on my mind quite a bit today. I find you extremely attractive and I could see myself seeing you more often. That is, if you're down for that kind of thing."
Rude sipped his beer and looked at me. I had to turn my focus back to the food; his gaze was starting to get to me.
"Can't look me in the eyes for too long huh?" he asked with a little laugh. I took a bite out of a rib and didn't answer.
"There's something about you I like, though. I'd like to see where this could go."
Inwardly, I was tap-dancing like Shirley Temple. Outwardly, I was blushing a little and trying not to choke on the rice.
"Do I make you nervous, Reno?" he asked with a tone that made me shiver. Dunno if he meant it in a sexual way, but it sure got me a little hot around the collar. I finished my plate and chugged the rest of my beer.
"Yeah, but in a good way...mind if I smoke?"
"Go 'head."
I took a Black & Mild and a lighter out of my pocket, lit it, and leaned over the balcony.
"In a good way how?" he asked, suddenly standing right behind me. I exhaled a little shakily.
"Like I could easily get turned on by looking at you for too long..."
I took a long drag when I felt him slightly press up against me. Such a fuckin' tease, damn.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah really," I murmured, biting my lip at the smell of that cologne again. I finished my smoke and dropped the filter when he pressed harder.
"I wonder what key I can make you moan in tonight," Rude nipped my neck.
"Why don't we find out?" I looked back with a smirk. Rude spun me around and kissed me hard, gripping my hips tightly.
"I think you need to spend the night tonight..."

I peeled off Rude's shirt between kisses while he worked on getting me out of my jeans. We fell back onto the bed and I kicked my shoes off. He yanked my jeans and boxers off, kicked his sweatpants off, and tore my shirt off.
"Lay down," I breathed against his lips. I crawled between his legs as he stretched out, and started with teasing kisses between his thighs. Rude wove his hands into my hair once I got to the main course, cursing under his breath. Long licks, nibbles, sucks, and slurps made his muscles tense and made him moan. I never took my eyes off him, getting even more turned on at having him in the palm of my hand (literally too).
"You've got a fuckin' mouth on you," he sat up and pulled me in for a wet kiss that made me shiver, "but I'm ready to get in you..."
"Lemme ride you," I pushed him back down and straddled his waist. I sat down on it extra slow, groaning as I took in every inch. Rude grabbed my hips and I started to grind. Then I started to bounce- slow, then gradually faster.
"Goddamn, you feel so good," I moaned.
"Ride that shit, baby," he said lowly. "Ride it just like that."
His hands tightened on my hips and he started to thrust up into me, catching me off-guard and making me fall forward. I kissed him so I wouldn't scream. Between the thrusts, kisses, and his warm body, I was losing my mind again. He started hitting those crazy spots again, and suddenly he made me sit up.
"I wanna see your face when you cum," he growled. He smacked my ass with one hand and and started jerking me off with the other.
"Gonna cum," I moaned. "Fuck, can't t-take it!"
Rude pushed me down and went as deep as he could, and I fuckin' lost it. My body spasmed, twitched, and I cursed. A split second later, Rude tossed his head back and arched up into me, filling me up. I collapsed against his chest to catch my breath. I was still shaking a lil' bit.
Next thing I knew, I was on my back and Rude was looking down at me, a few locs falling down around his face.
"You know I'm not done with you, right?" he smirked.
"Another all-nighter?" I raised a brow.
"We can stop if you're not -"
I shut him up with a kiss before he could finish that sentence. Me not up to it? Ha.
"You're always ready to put in some work. I like that."
He gave me a deep kiss.
"Get used to it..."

Don't know when a chapter 3 will get done, but we'll see...

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