Despite Damon being a teacher, no one minded him being at the party in the woods. If anything, they thought it was pretty cool. Damon wouldn't rat them out.
Caroline giggled to herself as she watched Tyler fussing over Damon. Word had spread around town pretty quickly that the new hot teacher had been in hospital. Apparently someone had seen the ambulance driving from the Lockwood estate and investigated. But apparently - Caroline rolled her eyes as she passed a two girls gossiping- people had no idea why. Which she supposed was for the best.
She supposed that now, when everyone knew that Tyler and Damon were an item, it was okay for Tyler to express his concern. She had to admit, it was funny watching some of the stuck up bitches- no pun intended- who had been Tyler's 'girls' see how he treated someone he truly cared about.
Both Tyler and Damon were quite tipsy as they sat by the fire. Damon sat with his back to Tyler's chest trying to keep up with the conversation going on with some of the other football players, but Tyler was taking full advantage of that they were not on school grounds and after hours.
His hands wandered discreetly- but not discreetly enough, under Damon's sweater, caressing the silky skin, leaving Damon feeling cold wherever his hot hands had been. Occasionally he would nuzzle his neck, and kiss or lick him. Though once in a while he would bite, making Damon's breath hitch and his body tense as he spoke.
It was not just Tyler snacking, it was his mate, the wolf, taking nips at him, reminding him of his claim as he was giving his attentions to other males.
Damon could tell the others noticed the effect it had on him as he was sure that he was quite pink. A downside of now having a beating heart; a pulse, and with pulse came circulation.
It was only two days after the full moon and he was still stiff from, eh, the events.
"But the Crows are pretty tough," Matt said, making Ryan tear his eyes from Tyler and Damon and turn his attention to Matt. "They're as good as us."
"No they're not," Damon injected, his voice low, but carrying well, "This is the first year they have reached the finals, it's your third. That makes a difference."
"Yeah, but we lost it twice before," Ryan injected.
"No, your previous team lost it. You didn't start then Ryan, neither did Matt, Chris or Tyler. You're a much stronger team; physically and mentally. Do not doubt that. That said, remember it's your game that makes you the better team; if you don't play to your potential, it will be a tough match," Damon finished.
"I agree," Tyler said and rested his chin on Damon's shoulder, "we are better, we just need to prove that one more time - thanks -" he said as Matt handed him a grilled sausage. Damon nudged him, wanting a bite. "You sure?" Tyler asked, referring to Damon's unsteady stomach.
"Mhm," Damon replied and took a bite, not noticing several of the other players following his movements in detail; how his pink lips wrapped around the sausage, the glimpse of his white teeth easily cutting through the meat, and the pleased sound he made as he closed his eyes, enjoying the taste exploding on his tongue.
But Tyler noticed.
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Damon just held his hands up in surrender as Tyler yanked at his trousers. A second later they were on the ground and Damon kicked them off. Stiff or not, he could not deny the burn in the pit of his stomach. When Tyler grabbed his bum, he obediently jumped up, fully knowing that Tyler would have no problem supporting them both.
"Ah," he moaned as Tyler slid into him. The cream he had started using to ease the friction of his soreness proved extra useful as he was slick and ready. Of course, Tyler loved helping him apply it every chance he had.
Damon's arms shook as he wrapped them around Tyler's neck, clinging while trying to adjust to the fullness. He thought he should be used to it by now, but it caught him unaware every time. Damon cried out softly as Tyler rocked into him.
"Shhh," Tyler said, and stilled, "Someone is coming." Tyler grinned and kissed him deeply. They were mostly hidden by the trees, and it was too dark for normal humans to see them clearly.
Damon bit his lip so hard it bled as they waited for the teenagers to pass them by. With his legs wrapped around Tylers waist, the werewolf balls deep in him, being caught by some giggling girl was not on Damon's list. However, Tyler didn't seem to care as he ever so slowly thrust deep, his amber eyes sparkling with mischief and dominance. The new moon made hard for Tyler to control his lust. While the full moon made him temperamental, the new moon meant mating for wolves.
Damon clawed at the tree supporting them as he struggled to keep quiet. He nearly screamed in frustration as he heard the familiar sound of kissing near by. He did scream as Tyler dug his nails into the tree for leverage and thrust hard, hitting his prostate like sledgehammer.
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Giggles and whispers followed them as they entered the front doors and headed towards the classroom the next day. Tyler's first class was history.
Damon sat down gingerly on his desk while he waited for the class to settle down. He was so incredibly tired. He knew he looked like the walking dead- no pun intended, but not in that cool mysterious and sexy way. The girls were unusually giggly and the boys were restless. In the end he rolled his eyes and let out an ear piercingly loud whistle. "Geez, what got into you all today," he chided, "I've only been gone two days. So...?"
A hand flew up into the air. The class had quickly learned that Damon was old school when it came to discipline. If you didn't put your hand up, he's ignore you. "Yeah?"
"How long have you and Tyler been together?" a girl asked. Tyler rolled his eyes.
Damon rolled his eyes, "Longer than I've worked here," he replied calmly. "Have anyone actually done the assignment for today?"
"How'd you get together?"
"Are you for real?"
Damon ignored the questions as he jumped off the desk and collected the papers, walking somewhat stiffly as his back was sore an tender, along with his hips and other parts.
"Who tops?"
He stopped. The teenagers noticed his quick change in demeanour and they all fell silent. The boy who'd asked the very invasive question found himself at the receiving end of two very competent and furious glares. Tyler was halfway out of his seat, his wolf furious at the bold disrespect towards his mate. That it was the third night of the full moon didn't help. His eyes glowed in anger, but he found himself forcibly shoved back down in his seat by an unnaturally strong hand on his shoulder.
Damon casually picked up Tyler's paper as he passed him and walked over to the desk of the boy who'd spoken.
The little weasel looked up at Damon cockily.
"Your paper." Damon said, holding his hand out. The boy gave it to him. Damon put it on top of his pile and pulled out his red pen. The cockiness slid from his face as Damon stood there, reading his essay, "I don't want to hear another word from you in this classroom except when directly addressed," he looked up from the paper and looked the boy straight in the eyes, but did not compel him, "You will not in any way disrespect me, or Tyler. I will not accept any indiscretion, in or out of the classroom concerning our relationship. If you're concerned about my academic competence feel free to voice your concerns, I can however guarantee you the board will not only disregard you, but laugh at you." he read the last page and graded the paper. "Understood?"
The boy looked at his paper
C+
"Yes Mr. Salvatore."
While the boy, and everyone in that class kept their mouths shut, somewhere else in the school, someone else played the role of whistle blower to a concerned parent who didn't keep their mouths shut.
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A/N I just watched the last episode and made a few opinions; all the guys looks mighty fine, I love Damon's new hair- it's exactly how i envisioned it. And I was very surprised to see that Tyler's mom did to Caroline almost exactly what she did to Damon in this story, with pretty much the same setting. Bloody weird... but it makes me very hyped to see the next episode! Will Tyler come to her rescue?
