The morning after, Carlos woke up with a start. For some reason, his body felt a lot lighter, and he felt well-rested. The memories came flooding, and Carlos was mortified. How could he give in to that shamelessly to the watcher of all people?! Carlos wanted to die.
“Good morning,” Wilson greeted. Carlos jumped with a start. He looked down at his clothes to check his lower half, only to realise he was wearing something different from last night.
“You changed me.”
It wasn’t a question. It was an observation. Carlos was too calm for someone who just realised new doors were opened last night. Hence, Wilson held his tongue. He gave Carlos space and time to come to terms with what happened.
“You won,” Carlos realised calmly. He should be angrier about how his plan fell apart, but he wasn’t.
“I did,” Wilson stated calmly. “The one week of obeying the winner starts when you are ready. I won
Whoever said that practice made perfect had to be choking the teacher’s cocksicle! Carlos felt like he was tethering on the edge of both an unfavourable heaven and an undeniable hell.“Are you alright? You don’t look too well. Maybe you should check in with the doctor? Is your rut near?”Carlos waved weakly at Ruo Han. Despite everything that happened, his ex-roommate was the only one who still showed a semblance of concern for his rotten ass. Bruce simply treated him like air, and the bastard Wilson wasn’t around.Speaking of ass, the thing stuck right up his anus brushed against a sensitive bundle, and Carlos had to put his head down to hide the flush creeping up his neck. How did that asshat expect him to get used to carrying a toy inside him?! It wasn’t even the same one they used yesterday. It was the one Carlos didn’t choose.If he recalled correctly, Wilson called the thing in him a butt plug. Carlos didn&r
In a slightly better mood today, Carlos didn’t really care about waiting up for Wilson as he made his way to the cafeteria. The lone wolf told him that he didn’t have to keep the toy inside him or do any of that weird shit. Maybe the tightwad changed his mind and was giving him a day off? Whichever the case, Carlos wasn’t going to question his good fortune.After a good lunch, Carlos headed back to the dormitory, still a little too afraid to defy his watcher. However, even as dinner rolled by, Wilson was nowhere in sight. That got the cheetah wondering where the persistent bastard went. Was he actually trying to avoid Carlos after what happened yesterday?“It can’t be, right?” Carlos laughed.To think that Wilson had such a childish side. He wanted to believe that the lone wolf was a more cruel person. It was easier to hate him that way. However, if he started to show some vulnerability and kindness, Carlos was going to
Determined not to be at the werewolf’s mercy anymore, Carlos decided to take the lead. He didn’t know what Wilson had in mind but he stripped his clothes and even used the enema bottle without needing to be told while he showered.Needless to say, Wilson was pleasantly surprised by the initiative. He thought that he had to go easier on Carlos because of the scare, but the cheetah looked like he was fired up about something. The man even borrowed his enema bottle to prepare himself, even if he didn’t know what Wilson was going to do today.“Seeing that you’re very eager, shall we begin right away?” he asked.Carlos smirked. Exactly what he wanted. “Bring it on. What are we doing today?”A set of bright red ropes appeared, and Carlos suddenly didn’t know if he should continue the tough act. Having his hands unrestrained last night was great. However, when he looked at Wilson’s bandaged hand, he was
When the morning came, Wilson took a look at Carlos and decided to call in sick for the cheetah for a while. Dr Iason didn’t question them. It was so obvious by the smell. Besides, Wilson would be more capable of teaching Carlos anything that the teacher tried in class. The werecat was a known lost cause to many. He shut everyone else out of his world, but only one person managed to intrude upon it in this academy.“Are you sure that’s all you need?” the doctor asked. He just handed Wilson a few tubs of healing salve that Wilson requested for as well as more lube. Kids nowadays went through lube like water.“Maybe a few more rolls of bandages. I assume that he wouldn’t be able to move for a while after tonight.”Surprised, Dr Iason blinked twice. “You mean he can still move? Aren’t you a hardcore sadist? That bet was all within your calculations, wasn’t it? Preeta told me you had a plan to discipl
“The founder of the necromancer circle started out as a druid,” Wilson narrated, and Carlos swallowed hard. Wasn’t he sitting a little too close? Also, what was this technique of reading into his ears?!“... answer the question. Are druids born as elementalists with a good and evil nature, or are they born neutral and shaped by their circumstances from the example above?”Carlos stalled. “Uh… good?”Wilson frowned. “That’s going to cost you. You weren’t listening when I explained.”Carlos bristled. “How is that my fault?! You were basically breathing into my ear and had me seated in your lap to study! How does this look like studying to you? I don’t see my teachers doing this in class.”Wilson raised an eye and spanked the mouthy werecat. “Is this the attitude you take to your teachers?” he asked. “Besides, special kids need special at
The following day, Wilson called in sick for Carlos as well. Compared to yesterday, the high faded and left only a stinging mess all over his skin. Every time Carlos shifted his position, it hurt.Wilson was expecting this. The pain would subside in a day or two after the scene if proper aftercare treatment was carried out. In fact, the lone wolf didn’t make any plans for scenes today. All he wanted was to take care of Carlos. Right from the time Carlos woke up, Wilson hovered over him constantly, fussing over just about everything from his minor muscle aches to the tender skin.Carlos didn’t know why he was given VIP treatment today. Not only did he not need to attend class, but Wilson was also pampering him to a point where he was going to rot. From the very moment he opened his eyes, Wilson already took care of his needs. He helped Carlos shower without any funny business, took care of cleaning the room while Carlos ate the breakfast he brought up, appli
Today, Wilson and Carlos attended class as usual. The werecat didn’t pay much attention to lessons, and Wilson couldn’t concentrate on his work either. They were both too preoccupied thinking about what would happen later.When lessons finally ended for the day, Wilson and Carlos met in the hallway without a word. Some curious people wondered why the feral werecat wasn’t running away and why the lone wolf was very accommodating today as they walked to the cafeteria wordlessly. Their shoulders were brushing, and it became the gossip of many who wondered how they grew so close.“Maybe they got closer by fighting,” someone reasoned, but others thought that there was more than met the eye. After all, the way they stood so close that their shoulders brushed against each other was a sign of intimacy.They ate together, did their assignments together and spent the rest of the time in each other’s company until it was time for bed.
The morning after they slept together, Carlos woke up first. Last night was definitely something he couldn’t tell anyone about. An alpha bottoming for another alpha? It was probably unheard of. It didn’t matter how good it felt or how perfect Wilson was. Carlos had his pride.Sure, he might be able to secure a good future if he accepted Wilson’s offer. His sister wouldn’t have to suffer at the hands of the crafty families. He didn’t have to take over the Chavez House and could live the easy life he wanted to. However, the cheetah didn’t want to admit defeat so easily. Accepting Wilson’s help felt like a terrible trade. Ever since he became the Chavez heir, Carlos made himself a promise. He would never betray his feelings and beliefs for anyone’s sake. Wilson was trying to make him bend his beliefs, and he felt torn.“Let’s not think too much,” he reasoned and got up.Wilson was still s
When Wilson said that the additional terms would be added to the annexe, Carlos and Rusty didn’t think they would do it in the principal’s office. Wilson wasn’t the one in a hurry to have the papers signed, Amanda was, and all three students watched as Asahina smacked the archmage with her clipboard for hindering her progress.The odd relationship between the principal and secretary made Rusty pause. However, he didn’t think too much. After all, it was only possible for him to attend this school after receiving the principal’s scholarship. His parents applied it for him secretly when they heard about it. Rusty was always smarter than anyone else in his family, and it was a shame that they were too poor to afford him any education. With the golden opportunity in front of them, Rusty could not refuse. He thought that coming here was a good way to make money while studying, but he turned out to catch a shark instead of a fish.“It&rsquo
It was slightly tricky to find a decent venue for the two alphas and one omega to meet up and discuss the terms of their three-way relationship. Eventually, they managed to discuss with Floopy and Prince Syris to borrow the music room. Prince Syris wished them luck and left the keys with Wilson.“Don’t forget to return them and no nasty stuff. Floopy and I will be using it to rehearse tonight.”“I won’t,” Wilson promised and took the keys. Carlos and Rusty stood side by side awkwardly behind Wilson, and the werewolf ushered them in.The music room was cosy, but there weren’t many places to sit around. Wilson dragged the piano chair over, a drum stool and a recording stool before borrowing the music stand as a table to go through the contract terms. Carlos took a look at the chairs and decided that it might be better for Rusty to sit on the recording stool as it was the tallest. He took the drummer stool, and Wilson made
“No problems,” Dr Iason confirmed.Rusty was healthy and strong enough to bear pups for Wilson. Even if he was a rabbit beastman, his genetics were closer to a hare than a rabbit. It would explain his independent nature and less social personality. Wilson didn’t want to investigate too deeply why there would be a hare in a rabbit family. All that meant for him was that Rusty would be able to crossbreed with them effectively. The wolf pups and cheetah cubs will not suffer from an active herbivore gene. They might be omnivores, but that was it. The others would be carnivores.Rusty didn’t speak much and thanked the doctor as Wilson escorted him out.“Do you need more time?” he asked, but the hare werebeast shook his head. Even after finding out that there was something strange about his bloodline, Rusty remained calm. His poker face rivalled Wilson, and the werewolf knew that he wanted Rusty to be part of his and Carlos’ c
As expected, Carlos did not wake up in a rosy mood when he found out how Wilson seized the opportunity to snuggle in their sleep. That was far too intimate, and while the werecat didn’t hate it, he wasn’t used to this kind of closeness.Wilson woke up alone and late for lessons because a grumpy werecat turned it off. The note stuck onto his desk containing nothing but a childish drawing of a cat sticking its tongue out naughtily and pulling at an eye made the stoic werewolf laugh. Carlos had some cute sides to him, and Wilson loved them very much.Seeing that he was already late, there was no harm in taking his time. There was still about forty minutes before his next lesson. He could afford to miss the first class and catch the second one.As he folded his blanket, Wilson paused. The omega classes started later than the alpha classes. Seeing that he was already late, shouldn’t he make use of this opportunity to catch hold of a particular busy
Finding an omega partner who could satisfy his needs was proving more difficult than Carlos initially thought. After that confrontation and agreement, Carlos gave Wilson a list of names for his usual fuck buddies. The werewolf didn’t comment about the number of names on that list. Carlos was also slightly embarrassed to count them as they were well into the double digits.“Just so you know, I don’t sleep with everyone very often,” he said, and Wilson nodded. He didn’t ask further about the details of Carlos’ complicated relationship with these omegas. However, he asked something the werecat didn’t see coming.“Is Rusty not one of your bed partners?”Carlos blinked. That rabbit omega boy who was said to charge exorbitant fees for his services?“He and I don’t talk. Besides, there’s always that kind of air around him, you know? One that makes him slightly unapproachable. He looks at me
The morning after they slept together, Carlos woke up first. Last night was definitely something he couldn’t tell anyone about. An alpha bottoming for another alpha? It was probably unheard of. It didn’t matter how good it felt or how perfect Wilson was. Carlos had his pride.Sure, he might be able to secure a good future if he accepted Wilson’s offer. His sister wouldn’t have to suffer at the hands of the crafty families. He didn’t have to take over the Chavez House and could live the easy life he wanted to. However, the cheetah didn’t want to admit defeat so easily. Accepting Wilson’s help felt like a terrible trade. Ever since he became the Chavez heir, Carlos made himself a promise. He would never betray his feelings and beliefs for anyone’s sake. Wilson was trying to make him bend his beliefs, and he felt torn.“Let’s not think too much,” he reasoned and got up.Wilson was still s
Today, Wilson and Carlos attended class as usual. The werecat didn’t pay much attention to lessons, and Wilson couldn’t concentrate on his work either. They were both too preoccupied thinking about what would happen later.When lessons finally ended for the day, Wilson and Carlos met in the hallway without a word. Some curious people wondered why the feral werecat wasn’t running away and why the lone wolf was very accommodating today as they walked to the cafeteria wordlessly. Their shoulders were brushing, and it became the gossip of many who wondered how they grew so close.“Maybe they got closer by fighting,” someone reasoned, but others thought that there was more than met the eye. After all, the way they stood so close that their shoulders brushed against each other was a sign of intimacy.They ate together, did their assignments together and spent the rest of the time in each other’s company until it was time for bed.
The following day, Wilson called in sick for Carlos as well. Compared to yesterday, the high faded and left only a stinging mess all over his skin. Every time Carlos shifted his position, it hurt.Wilson was expecting this. The pain would subside in a day or two after the scene if proper aftercare treatment was carried out. In fact, the lone wolf didn’t make any plans for scenes today. All he wanted was to take care of Carlos. Right from the time Carlos woke up, Wilson hovered over him constantly, fussing over just about everything from his minor muscle aches to the tender skin.Carlos didn’t know why he was given VIP treatment today. Not only did he not need to attend class, but Wilson was also pampering him to a point where he was going to rot. From the very moment he opened his eyes, Wilson already took care of his needs. He helped Carlos shower without any funny business, took care of cleaning the room while Carlos ate the breakfast he brought up, appli
“The founder of the necromancer circle started out as a druid,” Wilson narrated, and Carlos swallowed hard. Wasn’t he sitting a little too close? Also, what was this technique of reading into his ears?!“... answer the question. Are druids born as elementalists with a good and evil nature, or are they born neutral and shaped by their circumstances from the example above?”Carlos stalled. “Uh… good?”Wilson frowned. “That’s going to cost you. You weren’t listening when I explained.”Carlos bristled. “How is that my fault?! You were basically breathing into my ear and had me seated in your lap to study! How does this look like studying to you? I don’t see my teachers doing this in class.”Wilson raised an eye and spanked the mouthy werecat. “Is this the attitude you take to your teachers?” he asked. “Besides, special kids need special at