KaidenThere are many ways to describe emotions, words crafted to fit fleeting, intangible feelings. Some people might call it satisfaction, others contentment. But the specific emotion I was feeling right now? Bliss.The kind of bliss that came when everything was finally going my way.I have never felt this before even when I first landed my modeling job, all I felt was courage to pursue my dreams.I ran a hand through Sage’s hair, careful not to wake him. His breathing was steady, his face relaxed in sleep, unaware of the chaos I had carefully set in motion.There was only one way he would let me back into his life, if he needed me so I made him need me.Yes, I sent the picture to the school board.I am not proud of myself.Okay, yes I was. I was damn proud of myself to have thought of it.I hadn’t expected things to escalate so quickly. I thought the board would at least investigate, maybe suspend the professor, but no. He was a slippery bastard, wiggling out of it with some ridi
SageKaiden left after making sure I had eaten and wasn’t going to drown myself in my own misery. He didn’t say much about why he was leaving, just something about giving me space. I appreciated that. For all our unresolved issues, he still understood me better than most.But even after he left, I didn’t feel better.I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened in that boardroom. The professor’s words echoed in my head, over and over again, like a curse I couldn’t shake.A mere student.I knew he had to say something to protect himself. I knew he was trying to get us out of trouble. But the way he said it, like I was nothing, like I didn’t matter…I couldn’t let it go.I needed to see him.Even if I wasn’t sure what I would do when I got there.The drive to his place was a blur andI knew I was running on pure emotion, but I didn’t care. I needed to get this out of my system.When I arrived, I barely had time to knock before the door swung open.He stood there, looking at me like he al
RiverThey say the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach.But that wasn’t the same for the beautiful boy under me. He liked sex so much that you would think he makes money from it. Lifting him off my dick, I moved my hips, spreading my legs while he knelt in between, slumping against my leg with a tired sigh."Why'd you stop..?" He pouted, and it was as sexy as it is adorable.I ignored him."Put your cock in me." He breathed out the words in a rush, grabbing the lube and stroking some quickly onto my dick, magnified in its state of tumescence. The thing is fucking huge right now, and rock solid, which has me quivering below the waist.I was trying so hard not to unload on him.He bit his lip, scooting in closer while I aimed my cock between his ass. He wiggled his ass and lined it up in front of my cock, he pushed it in, and we both groaned out loud."Fuck me..." he hissed, but I was already doing it, pumping into him with his palms on my chest. "Harder... faster... deeper, l
SageSilence. He didn’t answer me.Not when I spoke, not when I waited. Not when I looked at him, searching for something, anything that would tell me I wasn’t losing my mind. That I wasn’t imagining all of this.But the professor said nothing.All my life, people have had a lot to say so imagine my surprise when there was nothing to say. I gave him all the chances to tell me that I was being extra.That I meant a lot to him.That this would last as long as I wanted it.That he was sorry for making me sad but he kept mute like he couldn’t be bothered to make small talk.I thought we were okay with where we were in our relationship, we ought to communicate. I came here to find a level ground with him but it looks like the rug was pulled from under my feet.So I retreated.I withdrew into my own head, into the space where I could pick apart the mess of emotions tangled inside me without his watchful, unreadable gaze.I was already drowning in it so did it even matter if I did with my t
KaidenThere was a particular kind of satisfaction that came with watching things fall apart exactly as you planned.I leaned back against Sage’s couch, stretching my legs out while I waited for him to get home. The smell of takeout filled the apartment, his favorite dishes, of course. It was all part of the process.Cook him food, since he couldn’t right now. Then push him just enough so that he needs me. Then pull him back in with open arms.It was working beautifully.I had put something between him and that damn professor. A wedge, a crack, a growing divide that would soon be impossible to repair.And knowing who Sage was, he was the type of person to escalate things since he tended to overthink. He would use the professor’s words and twist it into something to make an issue of.And now, I was here, food in hand, ready to remind him who had always been by his side.Me.I needed to be his best friend again so he would accept me and that meant putting my jealousy and aggressiveness
SageIt was easier than I thought it would be.Not calling him.Not texting.Not looking in his direction when I sat through class, even though I could feel his eyes on me.It wasn’t easy in the way breathing was easy, it was easy in the way holding a hot pan was. It burned, but if you clenched your fists tight enough, if you convinced yourself you wanted to endure it, you could.And that’s what I did.I clenched my fists, bit my tongue, and stood on business.Kaiden was my distraction, he kept to his words and stuck to my side like glue. Not letting me wallow in my self pity or even think about the professor.He picked me up after class, grinning like he’d won something, and honestly, maybe he had. We spent the rest of the day together, laughing, eating, walking around like we didn’t have a single worry in the world.Just like that, I didn’t have to think about the professor much. I did everything I could to avoid thinking about him. Since Kaiden was spending time with me, I forgave
SageOut of nervousness, I threw the wine back in my throat. It burned but it gave me a little bit of courage.I wagged my finger at him as he poured me another glass,“Don’t think I don’t know what you are doing,”“And what am I doing, Sage?” He rumbled in that thick voice of his.The list hit me out of nowhere and I struggled to clamp my legs together.“Inviting me to your house and offering me wine knowing I am a lightweight, what do you hope to achieve?”He shrugged, “I don’t know what you are talking about, Sage. I just want to catch up on my favorite student, is there something wrong about that?”I scoffed, “so now I am your favorite student?” I gulped the content in the glass, “days ago, you were calling me a mere student.”He chuckled and took another sip of his wine. “You know the problem with you? You always overthink things. I thought we could be friends.”For some reason, that word seemed to ignite something in front of me.“You called me here to tell me that? You should
I fucking read it wrong.I clutched the back of his head as I tasted myself, I didn't shy away from it. I opened my mouth for him to slip his tongue in, tasting my sperm well. He turned me so that my back was facing him. Yeah, let me quickly explain how this happened.I finished my food and waited, I don’t know why I was waiting. I should have grabbed my bag and left but I decided to stay.He grabbed both our dishes and went to the sink with them.“Okay, thank you for honoring my invitation.”“You didn’t give me a choice, did you?”“Yeah, you are right.” He chuckled, he dried the plates off and hung them. “I guess it’s time for you to go.”Somehow, those words saddened me. I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed spending time with him till now. I didn’t want to leave.“Uh…yeah…sure. I better start going.”I took my time standing, and shuffled to the door.“Sage?” He called out,I turned swiftly, eager to hear what he had to say.He held my jacket in his hands, “you are forgetting your j
SageHe was downtairs waiting for me when I finished packing. I took only the necessities and zipped up the bag.I hesitated at the bottom of the stairs, gripping my bag tightly. He leaned against his car, arms crossed, watching me with a bored expression. His patience was wearing thin, I could see it from the thin vein bulging on his forehead.“Get in the car,” he said in a firm voice.I knew arguing was pointless, but I still stood there, shifting on my feet. “Are you sure about this?”“No,” he replied dryly, opening the passenger door for me. “I could just leave you here, see how long you last before someone else decides to put you in the hospital.”I sighed, shoulders slumping. With one last glance at my apartment, I slid into the car. He shut the door and got in the driver’s seat, starting the engine without another word.The drive was silent. I kept my eyes on the road ahead, my thoughts racing. I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to deal with Kaiden. I didn’t want to need h
SageI was in awe. I knew the professor wasn’t one to be messed with but seeing it first hand made me feel warm inside.He single handedly knocked them down like their were baby tree roots. I was damn scared for my life thinking I would end up in the hospital again.This time, the doctor would actually call the cops on whoever visits me. I was more than grateful that the professor didn’t leave.He snarled at the man, “don’t make me ask again, I have little or no patience for idiots like you.”“My name….my name is Micheal.”“Is that so?”“Is there a reason why you are an asshole, Micheal? I can’t imagine it’s everyday my students and I get assaulted by the same guy thrice. Is it a mere coincidence or do you have business with them?”The man in front of him, Micheal as apparently tried to hold his ground, but it was clear he was shaken. The professor didn't even have to say anything; he just stood there, staring Micheal down like he was nothing more than an insect beneath his shoe.He
SageI wore my clothes and wrinkled my nose when the antiseptic smell still clung to my clothes as I walked out, my body sore from injuries that hadn’t fully healed. The dull ache in my ribs reminded me of the attack, the pounding of fists and boots, the weight of helplessness crushing down on me. The bruises would fade, but the bitterness in my chest would remain because it was now obvious to me that Kaiden was the reason I had been attacked twice now.He couldn’t even come to see me after they had called him. He is a very ruthless bastard and I hate him with every fiber of my being now.The professor was waiting for me outside, leaning against his car like he hadn’t just berated me in there. His arms were crossed, his expression unreadable, as always.The warmth I had glimpsed in there was long gone now.I stopped in front of him, adjusting the hospital bag slung over my shoulder. "Are we going to your place?"He barely spared me a glance before unlocking the car. "No. I’m taking y
SageI woke up the next day having rested my body. The first person I saw was the kind doctor who had treated me the last time. “We have got to stop meeting like this,”I looked at him, he was young and extremely handsome, I smiled. “I am sorry, I can’t help it.”His face turned serious, “what happened this time, Sage?”I sighed, how would I even explain it so he would hear it? That I was a klutz or this was the second time someone intentionally put me in the hospital? I couldn’t say anything that wouldn’t put me in trouble. I had no idea what I was even dealing with.“You have to be more careful from now. The bruises you got this time were much worse. You cannot keep coming back here.”“I understand, doctor.” I said.There was nothing else to say but that. He must think that I am an idiot. Coming into the hospital like a bruised punching bag. I brought this upon myself.He was still crossing things off his record when the professor entered. He took one look at me and frowned.“What
KaidenA dull, throbbing pain spread through my skull as I came to. My limbs felt like lead, my throat dry and sore. The air was thick with the scent of disinfectant, and the bed beneath me was softer than I expected.Where the hell was I?I forced my eyes open, blinking against the harsh light spilling in from a nearby window. The room was familiar, too familiar. Clean, precise, without a single thing out of place. My stomach twisted.The professor’s house.How did I even end up back here? I thought I made the big show of packing up and leaving?Memories crashed into me. The party. The drink. The dizziness. The attack. A hit to the back of my head.Fuck, I should call Martin and ask him what the party was all about. Did he even properly investigate before putting me there?Fuck!I shot up, a sharp pain lancing through my skull. My vision swam, and I groaned, pressing my fingers to my temples.The world was still spinning around in circles and I held my head to try and steady it. It f
KaidenThe phone hung up and I stared at it in fury.“What the hell was that?” He asked.“It’s nothing,” I shrugged.“That didn’t sound like nothing. What was that?” He asked again through gritted teeth.“Okay, long story short. The people that attacked us earlier, they attacked Sage when he was in my house and he had to be rushed to the hospital. He is fine now and he went back home but he is back in the hospital. That was them over the phone.”I heard nothing, just the faint sound of movement. I expected him to make a huge deal of it but he said nothing so I looked up.The professor’s eyes burned with fury as he stood in front of me, arms crossed tightly over his chest. His usual calm, composed demeanor had shattered, and what remained was a man filled with contempt—for me.“What the fuck? Sage was attacked?”I nodded.“Take me to him.”I wanted to argue but something told me he wasn’t in the mood to play the checkers game with me. I could argue with him and end up with a bruised ch
SageI had days to myself in my house, barely gotten used to the quiet of my apartment. I keep having nightmares about the same people coming for me in my own house. But when I remind myself that I have nothing to do with them and they didn’t know where I lived.So I attended school, avoided the professor with care by the way and went back home. The typical life of a loner which I was sometimes okay with.The other times, I cried when I remembered that I was all alone with nobody to talk to. It really was like he didn’t care about me.Yes, I was still thinking about the professor. I had hoped he would try to corner me again to talk to me. I would have given him a listening ear this time.I shook my head with a smile and just rested my head when the peace shattered.It started with a knock at the door, and I froze. A warning bell went off in my head, but I ignored it. I wasn’t expecting anyone, but after the week I’d had, I figured it was someone from school or even my dad checking i
Sage For the first time in years, I felt like I was truly alone. Kaiden didn’t come. Not when I woke up in the hospital, not when I was struggling to sit up without wincing in pain, not even when the doctor signed my discharge papers. Three days had passed, and he hadn’t so much as texted. I tried calling him but he didn’t pick neither did he return my calls which seem to be a usual thing for him since he fucked up. I guess I got my answer. He was done with me. I should have expected it, but the finality of it still left a hollow ache in my chest. It is something I struggled to accept but I couldn’t. Whenever Kaiden and I fight, I always imagine that it wouldn’t last. We would get back to bickering after a day or two, latest three days. But this blowout made us grow further apart like we had been fighting for decades. I was dead to him. Instead of going back to his place, where everything reminded me of him, I went home. My real home. The apartment was too quiet
Kaiden Walking into my apartment felt like stepping into a crime scene. The door creaked open, revealing a space that had been utterly torn apart. My couch was flipped over, my shelves emptied, their contents shattered across the floor. The kitchen drawers were pulled out, their contents spilled as if someone had been searching for something specific. A muscle ticked in my jaw as I stepped inside, the crunch of broken glass beneath my boots making my stomach tighten. It was as if they were looking for something. I was ticked. I hated it when people went through my stuff like they had every right to. I hated it in every sense of the word. I have never acted rashly with anyone and I doubt it anyone was out for me seeing as I didn’t have the time to go around looking for trouble. I clenched my fists, my breath coming out in sharp exhales as I forced myself to calm down. Getting angry wouldn’t fix anything. I needed to clean up. I didn’t even know where to start. I left the hous