A forbidden relationship

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Shizuo smiled walking through the gate. Most of the students jumped apart, making room for him. A few glared at him, while most of them stepped away, avoiding him, not that he cared. There were only a few people he came to school to see in the first place.

"Shizuo." Ah, there was one of them. Shinra was one of his few friends, currently living with a much older girlfriend. Then again he was in the same position. "Everyone is avoiding you again." Shizuo shrugged. "It doesn't matter. Lets get to class." Shinra raised an eyebrow. "I've never seen you so happy. We have assembly today, why don't we skip?"

The blond carried on walking, leaving Shinra to try and catch up. "Hey, wait up." Shizuo pushed past the door, making his way to where the rest of his class was sitting. Shinra nudged him in the ribs. "You should be careful, someone might notice." Shizuo felt his face heat up. "What are you talking about?" He leaned back against the chair, facing the front. "Your crush on the principal."

The candy shattered between his teeth, was it that obvious? Still Shinra only saw it as a one sided crush. He didn't know the truth. His friend was talking, but he wasn't listening, his focus was on the man, who had just stepped up to the stage. The first thing he had noticed was the principal's unusual hair style.

Tanaka Tom, was the only one in the school who had helped him. Who had taken time to treat him like a student and not a problem child or a monster. It was Tom who had suggested he dyed his hair, changing the school rule, just for him. "Good morning students..." Shinra looked over at his friend, shaking his head.

Everything was going smoothly, he had gone to all of his classes and then it was lunch time. He was supposed to eat with Shinra and Dotachin's group. Instead he was on the school field, hurling his enemies into the air. He would need to apologise for the goal post he ripped from the ground. He groaned as he saw one of the teachers running up to him.

"Heiwajima. The principals office now." Shizuo dropped the goal post heading back inside. He took the familiar path to Tom's office, knocking on the door. "Come in." He let out a deep breath, pushing down the handle and opening the door. Tom looked up from behind his desk. "Shizuo, what did you do now?" Shizuo closed the door behind him, sitting in the chair opposite the desk.

"The usual crap. Some of the students picked a fight." Tom shook his head. "Language Shizuo. I know it's not your fault, but try and hold back." He stood from his chair, pulling the curtain across. He let it go, turning to face the student. "I know you hate fighting." Shizuo blushed as he felt gentle fingers on his cheek. "Tom." The older male pressed his lips against his own, before pulling away.

"Shizuo, do you mind missing your next class?" The blond looked down into his lap, he knew what was coming next, his cock jumping to attention. "Its fine. Please Tom." The principal nodded, taking his lips again, turning a chaste kiss into some thing deeper, lasting much longer. It was Shizuo who wanted more, his tongue darting out, catching Tom by surprise. Still he opened his mouth, letting the teen do as he wanted, their wet tongues exploring each others mouths.

Shizuo reached up, wrapping his arm around his lover, pulling him in closer. Quick fingers, swiftly undid the buttons on his shirt, slipping it past his shoulder. At first he hadn't wanted Tom to see the damage to his shoulder and side. It was where his mother had burnt him, the skin had never healed properly, leaving ugly scars.

Of course Tom had been patient, using just the right amount of force. He had no problem showing him now. His pants joined the rest of his uniform, placed to one side, so it didn't get soiled. Tom broke away, leaving him with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, gasping for breath.

Then there was a soft pressure on his chest as he was pushed back into the chair, the damn thing nearly tipping over. "This isn't going to work, Tom." His lover gazed down at him. "Yeah, you're right. Come here, Shizuo." Tom moved to the door, turning the lock, before sitting back in his chair, taking his pants off and beckoning to him.

Shizuo stood, shivering as his body adjusted to the temperature without his clothes. As he moved closer he could see, just how hard Tom was, he felt his mouth dry, all of his blood running south. Slowly he climbed onto his lover's lap, his back stretching up and arching as his chest was attacked with lips that felt so damn good and knew every sensitive part of him.

He didn't look down as he heard a draw open, he knew what the other was reaching for. Sure enough he heard the familiar sound of the cap popping open, squelching as the contents were poured on to the elder's hand and then it was touching his skin, cold and wet, making him jolt. "Fuck that's cold." Shizuo moved his leg, so he was straddling him, allowing Tom's hand to pass through his opened legs, fingers teasing around his entrance. His knees quivered as the first finger was pushed in, it didn't hurt any more, it just felt uncomfortable.

The next one followed, as wet as the first, sliding past the ring of muscle. "Are you okay?" The blond nodded, urging him on. "Its fine." He held onto Tom's shoulder, his fingers playing with his hair as he felt the fingers inside him, moving and stretching him. "Nn. More." He bit his lip, failing to keep his voice low.

Shizuo let out a sigh of disappointment as Tom pulled his fingers out. He grinned as he watched him take off his tie. The blond opened his mouth, clamping down on the material and waiting until Tom had finished knotting it behind his head. "There, make all the noise you want." He shivered at the tone, his hips pulled forward, lining up with his lover's cock, before he was slowly lowered.

His eyes closed briefly at the first movement, the head demanding entrance, pushing into him. "Mm." He let go of Tom, keeping his hands to himself, he didn't want to accidentally hurt him by gripping too hard. Shizuo found himself looking into the elder's gaze, disapproval, concern and lust filled them, the same was probably reflected in his own.

The fake blond pushed down, letting the other sink deep into him, his head resting against his shoulder. "Don't push yourself." Shizuo nodded, his breathing shallow, he lifted himself up, slamming back down, moving his hips each time he did, until his body jerked, his vision turning white. Tom smiled, keeping one hand on his hip, keeping him steady, the other wrapped around his cock.

He shivered at the assault, his hands squeezed tight. "Nn." His tongue poked out, saliva coating the inside of the tie. It was too much. Tom shifted, sitting up straighter in the chair, his lips at the teen's ear. "Its okay, you can let go, Shizuo." Ah, that did it. He tensed as the feeling in his abdomen became too much, his orgasm hitting him hard, leaving his head in the clouds, not wanting to come back down.

Tom took hold of his hips, thrusting up into him as the blond's walls closed around him, making it difficult to move, his own release covering the teen's inner walls. He gently lifted the teen from his flaccid cock, resting him gently on his lap. "I love you Shizuo." The blond smiled, his head leaning against his lover's chest, letting the tie fall to the floor. "Thanks Tom." His eyes closed, feeling his lover's fingers gently brushing over his scars. Tom loved him, he was safe. But he couldn't bring himself to say those three words, he trusted his lover, he knew how he felt, though the words wouldn't come out. Why couldn't he say it?

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