Fourteen Dustin

Icouldn't remember what I'd been dreaming about, just that I felt incredibly peaceful. It was strange how just having an arm thrown over Mark's waist could make me feel so at home. And that it didn't freak me out to be in bed with another man.

Pulling him tightly against me, I ran through the previous night's escapades. Things went a bit further than I'd anticipated, but I was strangely okay with it. I figured the shock of having a male mate would set the foundations of my life and identity quaking. But it didn't. I wasn't sure if it was the pheromones, the mate bond, or just the plain fact that Mark was so easy to get along with now that we'd stopped trying to hate one another so much. Either way, I couldn't imagine a place I'd rather be than there with him in my arms.

And, of course, the thought of his mouth wrapped around my cock got me hard almost instantly. I felt sort of self-conscious lying there with my dick wedged against his ass like a hot dog in a bun. But there was no way to stop it once it started. He was so warm and smelled incredible. I had a hard time believing I could ever be soft around him again. Just his scent was enough to get me going most of the time. That was going to make doing things together sort of difficult.

Then again, I wasn't ready to tell everyone of our situation. Mark and I had come to an understanding, and we were still getting to know one another. I didn't want to throw the rest of the school and their reactions into the equation just yet. There might be a mate bond between us, but that didn't mean it couldn't be overpowered by others. I'd met plenty of people who rejected their bonds and chose other mates. For now, we could keep the relationship to ourselves as we figured out what was going on and got to know one another on a deeper level.

But there was that cold fear lingering on the horizon. Eventually, if we kept at it, our families would find out. Mark struck me as the kind of guy who didn't care what his parents thought about his life choices. Even so, he was obviously trying to impress them with his capstone project. He hadn't explicitly said it, but he was easier to read than he thought.

My parents, on the other hand, would have two very different but very extreme reactions. Most likely, my mother would die on the spot. Probably from dehydration as she cried herself to death over the thought of not having an entire litter of grand-pups. My father's heart would either explode or he would disown me. I had a feeling it might be both. Even if the scouts somehow decided to draft me into the NFL, he wouldn't be proud to tell the world that his gay son was a professional footballer.

I didn't even know if I was gay. I still thought women were attractive in theory, but now every thought I had that went anywhere near sex or relationships centered around Mark. That was most likely due to the mate bond. However, I genuinely found him attractive. He had a beautifully lithe and wiry body, his trail of dark hair down his abs was gorgeous, and the flavor of his cock in my mouth was something I'd be thinking about for the rest of my life.

The truth was, I'd never really stopped to think about dicks. I thought about my own plenty. Every guy does. But besides wanting to know mine was normal looking, I'd never ventured into the world of sex with another penis. It was a lot more fun than I expected and not nearly as mysterious as having sex with a vagina. Those things had bells and whistles that you needed a goddamn flow chart to find. But with Mark, sex was simple and straightforward. We both knew what we liked, so we just did that to each other until we came. And the cum was a great treat for our effort. It was a win-win situation.

Now I was definitely hard thinking about Mark's cum in my mouth. That was like getting a shot of his scent straight into my brain. And with my super strong wolf senses, it was incredible. I shifted slightly, feeling my precum slowly oozing against his back. Hopefully he wouldn't mind being stuck to the sheets when he woke up.

Maybe if I woke him up, we could get the day started on a good note…

Just as I started to kiss the back of his neck, there was a sudden pounding at the door that had us both sitting up in a dead panic.

"Mark!" the voice of our RA yelled from outside the door. "Why is the hallway full of water?!"

He groaned, rubbing his eyes. "Fuck. I forgot…"

I glanced down at the floor, noticing the standing water across the entire floor. I'd been so tired after our sexcapades that I completely forgot about his fire suppression spell that activated.

"Just a second, Tania," Mark called, throwing his feet over the edge of the bed. The blanket came with him, exposing both of our naked bodies. His eyes zeroed in on my rock-hard cock. "Good dreams?" he asked.

"Nah," I smiled, trying to play it cool. "Waking up next to you was way better."

He blushed.

"MARK!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm coming! Keep your fucking wig on, christ."

Mark tossed me the blanket to cover up my throbbing problem. His own was an issue, too, but he dug through his suitcase, pulling on a tight pair of underwear, a pair of shorts, and then an extremely baggy hoodie. By the time he was done putting himself together, you never would have known he had a hard cock practically glued to his belly.

He gave me one last warning to cover up before he pulled the door open.

"Look, before you go off," he said, blocking most of the room with his baggy sweater. "I was doing conjuration homework, and I was being safe. It's fire week, and the spell got away from me. But my instant downpour took care of it in a snap."

Tania looked equal parts impressed and thoroughly annoyed. "Why didn't you clean it up then?"

"Just happened," he lied.

The look on her face told me she wasn't buying it. Glancing over his shoulder, she looked at me, sitting up in bed, trying to seem completely innocent.

"That what happened?" she asked, suspicion thick in her voice.

"Yep," I replied, swinging my feet over the edge of the bed. "We were just getting changed when you knocked."

Her gaze drifted between the two of us before she lifted a finger in Mark's face. "You have one hour to get this cleaned up. And start with the hallway before all this water finds its way into other people's rooms! We have elementals on this floor!"

"Right away, Tania."

She huffed before stomping off in the other direction, her hair swinging wildly.

"Well," I said as Mark closed the door. "Do you need help?"

Mark rubbed his eyes and shook his head. "Nah. I got it. The magic is simple. I'll just have to cast it about a hundred times to get rid of this all." He stepped up to me, wrapping his arms around my neck. "But I wanted to check in with you."

"With me?"

"Are you okay?" he asked softly. "After last night?"

"Oh. Yeah!" My bright smile was genuine. "Honestly, I'm surprised how cool I am with it."

"Alright. I was a bit worried you'd wake up and want to beat the shit out of me or something."

"No. I still like you. A lot." I gave him a quick kiss. "But… uh… can we… keep this a secret for now?"

"I think that's probably best," Mark nodded. "I'm not ready to tell everyone just yet. And to be honest, it's none of their goddamn business." He paused for a moment. "But my best friend Todd knows. Or he suspects, at least."

"Was he the Fae?"

"Yeah. That's him."

"He doesn't care?"

"Hell no! He's gay as fuck." Mark chewed it over for a second. "But I might need to tell him to keep his mouth shut. The boy loves to gossip."

"Let him know, please. I don't want the team finding out until after the season is over. They already hate me enough right now."

"Because of the whole Lake Erie thing?"

"Yeah."

"I'll let him know." He kissed me again. "Promise."

We stared at one another for a long moment, our foreheads pressed together. I wanted to tell him a million things, all of which were probably far too forward for how new our relationship was. The mate bond was intoxicating, but I knew I needed to keep it under control so I didn't scare Mark off immediately.

"Do you want me to get us breakfast while you work on all this… mess?" I offered. "I don't know much about magic, but I know it eats up a lot of calories."

"Yeah," he nodded. "I'll need it if I'm gonna get it all done as fast as Tania wants." He kissed me again and let go of me at last. "Can you make it to the cafeteria with that baseball bat between your legs?"

"I'll just do what you did."

"You'll look like you're smuggling a goddamn salami."

I couldn't help blushing. "Will you let me borrow one of your oversized hoodies?"

"This is only an extra-large," he said, grabbing at the hoodie that looked like it was seven sizes too big for him. "What do you wear normally?"

"Uh… an extra-large."

Mark just stared at me with one eyebrow lifted. "I guess that's what you get for being so muscley." He smirked in my direction. "Good luck smuggling your salami."

"Maybe I'll just take a super cold shower real quick…"

"No jerking off," Mark ordered. "Once I get this done and we've eaten, I'll help you with that."

I stared at him wide-eyed, the thought making me even harder. "That… just made it so much worse…"

"Good." He dismissed me with a small wave. "Now go get me breakfast, pup!"