MasukTook a long ahh hiatus because of severe creator's block but I'm back now.
[TRIGGER WARNING!!-mentions of assault]Noah pulled his cap lower and followed. The man walked in the same direction as he did before crossing to the dormitory opposite him. He passed a couple of students, stopping to exchange pleasantries with a particular one."Yo Chris, long time no see my man!" the other student pulled him in for a side hug and patted his back. "Whatchu doing on campus?"So Chris was his name."Yo Jeff, nothing much. I'm just checking in on a friend.""Oh that's nice. I'm on my way home so I'll shoot you a text?""Sure thing man."The two exchanged goodbyes and Chris continued walking into the dormitory.He bent around a corner and bounded up the stairs.Noah waited until he made it to the last step before following.Chris passed by a few rooms before coming to a stop at the one at the farthest end of the corridor.He raised his hand and brought it down on the wooden door."Who is it?" came from inside but he didn't respond.Now Noah had a fair idea of what was
[NOAH] “I think he’s avoiding me” Brandon shot his friend a weird look, “what?” Noah plucked off his glasses, tossing them alongside the curriculum script he held. “I think he’s avoiding me.” “Well, who is?” “A student of mine.” “Since when did you care about your students?” Brandon sat up shooting more weird looks at his friend, “I care about my students.” Noah retorted, earning a snort from the other man. “If you say so…then why is this ‘student’ that you totally care about running away from you.” “Perhaps it is because of the situation I met him in and w—“ He paused. Telling Brandon about his sexual escapade with his student wasn’t the brightest idea. “And you what?” “I met him in quite a pinch, domestic abuse by his father and an abusive ex-lover” “Oof, he’s got a lot going on for him, you should try to be a safe space for him” “Why would I do that? Besides, he’s avoiding me.” “What’s the poor guy’s name?” “Rabbit Ashby” “Rabbit?” Brandon stifled a laugh, “who
[RABBIT] He hadn’t given it much thought to be honest. He liked the Hawk-Man person enough to seduce him some weeks ago but now that he had sex with his professor would he still hold feelings for Hawk-Man? “Rabbit, look how low you’ve fallen, falling for two men.” “Quit mopping and help me lift this!” Sky pushed past him to lift a crate of wine unto its stack, “you chose to work extra time, don’t waste it standing there” Rabbit nodded and peeled off his mask, tied his slit gown up and crouched to help Sky. The past week had been hell. Between him healing from his father’s beating, Noah’s intense bedding and working extra time at the club while searching for part time jobs ti fill in the job at the diner he had lost, thanks to a certain someone. “I can’t believe that bastard got you fired,” his friend started, “Same.” “On the bright side, you got good dick.” Sky winked. “Oh gods, please stop.” “Heh but for real, that was such an asshole move! His mother should have
[RABBIT] Rabbit woke slowly. For a few blissful seconds, he didn’t know where he was. Heck he couldn’t see where he was. He reached for his glasses but instead the cool feel of a glass cup met his fingers, “Huh?” He sat upright, a sharp pain spread down his lower back not to mention the slightly sore feeling between his legs. Did he have sex with Chris again? The mattress beneath him was far too soft from the one Chris had in his house. The blankets smelled faintly of cedarwood, not the strong nauseous scent of that Axe perfume. A small sound escaped him as he stretched beneath the blanket. His eyes fluttered open. Squinting as he scrambled for his glasses, which he finally found folded at the far edge of his bedside table. A unfamiliar ceiling stared back. Rabbit blinked. Once. Twice. … His eyes darted around, this room structure didn’t belong to him or to Chris! His entire body froze. His head throbbed. “Oh gods.” Memory struck like a frei
The air in the bedroom hung thick with the scent of musk, sweat, and the heavy tang of sex. Noah’s weight pressed Rabbit deep into the mattress, his chest heaving in a way that matched the fading tremors in Rabbit’s thighs. Noah’s cock remained buried deep inside him, a thick, pulsing presence that filled Rabbit to the edge of discomfort and absolute satisfaction. After Noah had murmured something into his face, everything else was a spiral of sweet bliss. One moment he was recovering from a mind numbing orgasm on the wine counter, the next, he was being fucked into a bed so soft he practically melted into it. Rabbit's eyes rolled back, his fingers digging into the skin of his back. "Oh, fuck," he cried out. "It feels so good, Professor." Noah groaned, a low vibration that Rabbit felt in his own spine. He pulled back slowly, the sound of his exit a wet ‘pop’ as the seal of their bodies broke. A string of translucent cum and lube trailed from Rabbit’s flushed entrance, glisteni
Noah didn’t answer immediately. The silence that followed was thick, heavy with a sudden, electric charge that seemed to vibrate in the small space between them. He didn’t pull away. Instead, he let the bottle linger in the air, his gaze shifting from the label to Rabbit’s face, before placing the bottle in his hands. Honestly he had to check twice if it was from Rabbit’s mouth those words had come out. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. This was rather interesting. And dangerous. And lately, he had been on a streak of dangerous. Now here he was standing in front of his star student , who was asking him if he has had sexual experience with a man. Noah’s eyes were dark, calculating, and devoid of the professional detachment he usually wore. He stepped closer—one slow, deliberate movement that invaded Rabbit’s personal space completely, forcing the younger man back against the edge of the counter. The scent of sandalwood and something metallic, like old rain, enveloped
[RABBIT] Monday morning felt unreal. For the first time in weeks, Rabbit woke up before his alarm. Not because panic dragged him out of sleep or because his body hurt too badly to stay in bed. Not because he had fallen asleep in yesterday’s clothes with unfinished assignments stuck to his che
[NYX]“No more,” the man said quietly against his mouth, his thumb brushing across Nyx’s jaw. “You need rest.”Nyx should have listened.He knew he should have.But he body ached, dear Lord he ached, beneath the silk wrapped around him. His throat still hurt faintly every time he swallowed, still r
[NOAH]Friday evenings were quickly becoming synonymous with poor decisions. Noah realized this as Brandon dragged him through the entrance of Velvet Eclipse with far too much enthusiasm for a grown man in an expensive suit. “You look like you’re constipated,” Brandon commented immediately aft
[NOAH] Noah noticed it ten minutes into the lecture. Rabbit Ashby was falling asleep. Well trying not to.He looked between exhaustion and death. Not the casual kind of exhaustion most students dragged into a Tuesday afternoon lectures either. This was worse. Subtle enough that others likely







