Losing My Religion

Part 4

Yukio was surprised to find Rin lounging on his bed, arms folded behind his head, when he returned to the dorm late that night. All the lights were still on and his brother didn't even bother to pause in his entranced stare at the ceiling to greet him home. "Brother, it's one AM." he called from the doorway.

Rin snapped out of it and finally looked over at him, "oh hey. Didn't hear you come in."

"Don't you have that make-up test tomorrow? You can't fail again. Get some proper sleep, okay?" Yukio pushed his glasses further up his nose, looking like some kind of strict librarian. Rin couldn't remember telling him he'd failed that test. Yukio probably had him bugged just so he could find things to nag him about. Seriously, where did his younger brother get off telling him when to go to bed? Actually they were, in all practicality, the same age... but still! He didn't have to act like his keeper.

"Yeah yeah, Your Moleyness. I'll get right on that," he grumbled as he stepped past his twin, making his way out to the bathroom to wash up before bed.

Yukio was left alone in the room to wonder at Rin's moodiness.

Under the spray of a hot shower, Rin scrubbed himself in an almost furious manner. He was so mad at himself still. How could he act like that in front of his friend? If he hadn't already, Bon probably thought he was a total freak now. In this moment, Rin felt that he'd be completely right.

"This is all your fault," he growled out, roughly catching hold of his tail. It twitched in his hands as if it had a mind of its own. He bared pointy teeth at it as he set to work lathering shampoo into the hair at the tip. As he massaged the soap in he couldn't help but remember the feel of Bon's strong fingers gently stroking as they'd done earlier. Tingling heat blossomed throughout his body.

What the hell was wrong with him? Bon wasn't someone he should be thinking about like this. Couldn't the two just barely stand each other on a good day? This just couldn't be natural. Well probably for a demon like him it was. Anything on two legs could probably get him hot and bothered.

Despite the absolute wrongness of it, Rin could feel the heat start to pool in his groin and manifest into an erection harder than ever. He itched to touch it so he allowed himself the pleasure, imagining Bon's fingers ghosting over his skin instead of his own.

Rin abandoned all negative thoughts and instead fantasized away. He squeezed his eyes shut and was out of the shower, his imagination taking him back to his bed, where he'd had the other boy only a few hours ago. The small room would be filled with the animal-like sounds he didn't even know he could make until that very evening. His strokes quickly turned into a rough fisting. All the while he could almost hear Bon's gravelly voice next to his own purrs. Words he'd never even heard the other boy speak rung in his pointed ears. Rin was pretty good at make-believe.

It feels good, don't it?

Tension built up to a maddening height in his body. The star of his perverted fantasy taking him closer and closer to the edge with each heated word. That sexy accent made his breath rush.

He wanted those hands to make him come with such greed it was almost crazy. Bon wouldn't be the kind of guy to tease, he was sure of it. He picked up the pace of his jerking as his heart rate did the same. When his orgasm finally crested, it washed over him in one giant wave. One hand on his spurting cock, the other clamped over his lips to keep in any vocals, but a small grunt still managed it's way out. He was panting like a dog.

As the little after ripples of pleasure vibrated along every nerve, and his knees unlocked, Rin tried to remember if he'd ever come so hard in his life before, and as a side thought, so fast. Inpatient as was his character, he was always all business in his masturbation, never bothering to take the time for a drawn-out conclusion. But this time had taken like two minutes. Max. Apparently his arch rival was an excellent fantasy prop for him. Ugh, how would he ever be able to look the other straight in the eyes again?

Early the next morning, far too early in fact, Rin sighed tiredly as he placed his pencil upon his desk. Finally, he was done the stupid make-up test. And if he didn't feel so exhausted he might have had the energy to actually feel pretty good about it. He'd answered every single question, and there was still six minutes before regular math class started. He was pretty sure he'd get a passing grade on this one, but was still afraid to hope. It wouldn't be a huge surprise if he'd done it all wrong, or the test paper spontaneously combusted, or imploded, or something else equally as crazy before he was able to hand it in. He hastily made his way to the front of the room to give it to the teacher before anything like that could happen.

At that moment Bon chose to walk through the door, looking cool as ever, arriving five minutes early for class. Their eyes met. Any extra minute in the same room as calculators and math books was a minute far too long in Rin's opinion, but he didn't even have a chance to comment on how much of a nerd the other teen was, because you see he was far too busy blushing and feeling awkward. Somehow the punk was more sexy than cool that morning. He quickly tore his gaze from from those brown eye's and remembered to breathe.

As Rin fled back to his seat in excuse to turn his face away, he heard that rough voice drenched with the accent, "good morning, Sensei." His cheeks became even hotter.

Unlucky for Rin, the other walked right up to his desk a second later. "Hey Rin, how'd it go?"

"How'd what go?" he replied, head tilted down in hopes of concealing his blush.

"Ummm, the test? what else?" Bon asked in a tone implying it should have been obvious.

"Oh yeah... Yeah, it was fine. I think I passed." Rin mumbled.

"You think? You studied like half the evening! Tch, hopeless." he ran a hand through his dyed stripe as if exasperated by the other teen.

Rin's short temper flared at that. "Yeah well not all of us can be Mr. Straight-A's, Cock-Hair!"

The teacher cleared her throat loudly. Bon's left eye twitched dangerously. Rin's face turned beet red.

"R-rooster-hair I meant!" He stammered, already way beyond embarrassed at this point. Way to give wind to everyone what was on his mind at the moment!

Bon scoffed, then went to take his own seat. Rin just slumped in his chair, his body so tense it was like a rock. Shit, so not smooth.

Rin didn't even bother trying to listen to the lecture on mathematics that morning. He just thought about how stupid he was, and how stupid Bon was to make him feel so stupid, until he grew too tired of that and instead thought about how he should start pretending he needed glasses. That way he could paint open eyes on them and sleep through every boring class but appear awake. He could steal a pair of Yuki's. It was pure genius.

Near the end of the lesson Rin was drawn from his glasses snatching plots when the teacher slapped a paper with a big 100% written at the top in red marker on his desk. "Great work Okumura! I don't think I've ever seen such an improvement before." The middle-aged woman smiled down at him genuinely.

A huge grin split Rin's face. Not ever had he gotten one-hundred percent on a test before! It was an actual miracle, and it was all thanks to Bon.

The end-of-the-period bell rang. Rin forgot all about being grumpy, about being tired, about how he was supposed to feel awkward and angry towards his friend. He jumped up from his seat and marched two seats down, shoving the paper right into Bon's nose. The teen swatted at the paper forcing him to pull it back into reading distance. Normally narrow brown eyes blinked widely at the big red 100%.

Rin grinned at him hugely, so he grinned back and raised up his hand for a well deserved hi-five. But instead of taking the hi-five, the demon practically attacked the other boy with a bear-hug. One long arm wrapped around his broad shoulders, the other around the back of his head crushing it into Rin's hard chest. As ecstatic as he was at his very first A+, the black-haired boy was almost vibrating and didn't even hear the muffled shouts of the other as he struggled to free himself from the inhumanly strong clutches. When Bon finally managed to pry Rin off of him he gasped in some much needed air.

"This is all thanks to you!" Rin said happily. He was still grinning and holding up the now crumpled paper.

"So you thank people by trying to suffocate them?" Bon wheezed. Rin just laughed that obnoxious though adorably hearty laugh of his.

"Seriously Bon, you're the best."

He blushed deeply at the praise, "Yeah, you can just call me Suguro-sensei!"

Both of them laughed at the absurdity.