All Chapters of Falling for my Vampire Captain : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Karl’s POVI couldn’t focus.The entire morning had been a waste. I’d sat through two lectures without absorbing a single word, my mind circling back to the same thought over and over.Calen.The way he’d looked at me yesterday. The boldness in his touch. The sounds he’d made. The feeling of him wrapped around me, taking what he wanted with a confidence I hadn’t expected.It was unlike me to lose focus like this. I’d built my entire existence on control… maintaining the perfect image, keeping my nature hidden, staying sharp and aware at all times. But Calen had somehow slipped past all of that, burrowing into my thoughts until I couldn’t think about anything else.I needed to see him.Between classes, I searched the usual spots. The cafeteria. The quad. The hallways near his dorm. But Calen was nowhere to be found. It was like he’d vanished from campus entirely.Which meant he was avoiding me.The realization sent a flicker of irritation through my chest. After what we’d done yesterda

Calen’s POVSaturday morning felt like a gift from the universe.No classes, swim practice, and having to navigate campus while avoiding certain people or worrying about who might be watching me. Just a whole day stretched out ahead of me with nothing but free time.I had plans. Simple, quiet, normal plans. Catch up on the reading I’d been neglecting for my sociology class. Maybe watch that movie I’d downloaded weeks ago and never got around to. Make myself something decent to eat instead of surviving on cafeteria food and ramen.I stood in my tiny dorm kitchenette, stirring pasta sauce in a pot while water boiled beside it. The smell of garlic and tomatoes filled the small space, making my stomach growl. Cooking was one of the few things that still felt normal and comforting. A reminder of the life I used to have before everything got complicated.The thought of Karl tried to creep in… his hands on me in the library, the mark on my neck that wouldn’t fade, the box of BDSM tools still

Karl’s POVThe question hung in the air between us like a grenade with the pin pulled.‘That you’re gay.’This was the last thing I’d expected to be circulating around campus. I’d been careful. Discreet. Or at least I thought I had been.My first instinct was to deny everything.“No,” I said flatly. “I’m not.”Sophia’s eyes narrowed. “Really? Because it’s kind of obvious, Karl.”“How exactly is it obvious?” I kept my voice level, controlled, even though irritation was building in my chest.“You’re always with him,” she said, gesturing back toward Calen’s door. “You chose him as your partner when you could have picked anyone. You’re constantly together. Always watching him. It’s not that hard to put together.”She wasn’t wrong. I had been spending more time with Calen than I should. More than was explainable by the pairing excuse. But I hadn’t realized people were paying that much attention. Hadn’t considered that someone might be monitoring my movements closely enough to draw conclusi

Calen’s POVI stared at the open car door, then back at the Musketeers who were still watching with obvious interest. Getting in Karl’s car would only fuel the rumors. Give them more ammunition.But staying here meant facing their taunts again.I got in.Karl pulled away from the curb before I’d even closed the door properly. I fumbled with my seatbelt, acutely aware of his presence beside me, the tension radiating from his body.“How long are you planning to be this timid?” he asked.The question caught me off guard. “What?”“Those girls. The way they talk to you. The way you just… take it.” His hands tightened on the steering wheel. “How long are you going to let people walk all over you?”Anger flared hot in my chest. “What do you expect me to do, Karl? Fight them? Tell them off and make everything worse?”“I expect you to have some backbone,” he shot back. “Some self-respect. You just stand there and let them say whatever vile shit they want, and then you walk away like a kicked d

Calen’s POVI followed Karl to the dressing room, my heart hammering against my ribs. The moment the door closed behind us, he was on me.His mouth crashed into mine, hungry and demanding. I kissed him back desperately, my hands clutching at his shoulders while he backed me up against the lockers. The metal was cold against my bare back, a sharp contrast to the heat radiating from Karl’s body.“You were watching me,” Karl murmured against my lips. “Getting hard just from watching me exercise.”“I wasn’t…” I started, but he grabbed my hard cock through my swim trunks and I gasped.“Don’t lie to me.” His hand worked my cock slowly, deliberately. “I could feel your eyes on me the whole time. You want this so badly, don’t you?”I couldn’t answer. Could only nod helplessly while he touched me.Karl pulled his hand away suddenly, and I actually whimpered at the loss. He smirked at the sound.“If you want it,” he said, “you’re going to have to ask for it.”“Karl…”“Say it, Calen. Tell me wha