Luca had a feeling he was doing something very wrong, like he was staining the picture Elijah had of him. But they'd already touched like that, slept in the same bed naked, and now they walked down the halls of their school, hand in hand, like the boyfriends he said they weren't, so what if... if he showed Elijah how much he meant to him? Especially given the way Elijah took care of him last night? Luca just wanted to return the gesture. Then, as one who wants nothing, he said:

"Eli, I need to go to the bathroom."

Without waiting, Luca ignored the bell for the second period and took Elijah by the hand, leading him towards the bathroom in the sports court area that would be empty at that time of day. Elijah just tilted his head, all confused, and followed him without question, while Luca tried to act normal so as not to spoil the surprise, thinking it was too innocent even for him, but honestly? He wanted Elijah to see how nice it was to be cornered and without any warning.

Luca didn't give Elijah much time to think at all. As soon as they entered the bathroom, he guided Elijah to one of the cubicles, closed the door and put his hands on Elijah's shoulders, pushing him all the way until Elijah's back hit the wall. Luca couldn't believe how much fun it was to see Elijah's eyes widen and his breathing become faster when he hadn't even started yet.

And why waste more time? Looking into Elijah's eyes, Luca let his hands slide down Elijah's shoulders and knelt on the floor. He settled between Elijah's legs and placed his face on Elijah's crotch, rubbing the spot over the jeans, letting his mouth come closer, kissing the fabric that already had a nice bulge.

He looked up and smiled, but Elijah didn't smile back. No, he was all tense, shoulders straight, jaw set, breathing fast and hands fisted at his sides. This used to happen in the past too when Luca pretended not to see and not to know what was going on; this was Elijah being horny and trying to hide it, trying so hard to be the nice, honorable boy everyone thought he was. He wasn’t lying, Elijah was the best, it was the high libido that Luca wasn't willing to deal with back then.

Well, now, things had changed, or rather, evolved. What could he say? Luca admitted he was slow to do things that people his age were already experienced with. By the time he'd found himself alone and regretting every decision that involved sex, particularly for not dealing well with Elijah and…and kissing, it was too late. On the other side of the world and after the shock had worn off, he'd missed Elijah so much that he'd wanted to go right back and tell him he was wrong, begging for forgiveness. In the end, his family thought it best that he stayed there for a while so that Luca could let things cool down before making any rash decisions.

It didn't matter anymore, he rather focus on the moment, on the way Elijah tried to control himself, all tense and anxious, trying not to touch him, but as Elijah had promised, his friend wouldn't force him. Deep down, Elijah was right; he would say one thing and do the opposite. Maybe he was just kneeling between Elijah's legs because Elijah said he wouldn't do it again, and Luca wanted to test how committed Elijah was.  Luca, then, just to be sure, took his hands to the button on Elijah's pants and unfastened it, about to unzip it down when Elijah grabbed his hands.

"What are you doing?” Elijah gasped, practically accusing him. Luca tried not to laugh at Elijah's face, feeling avenged for that morning on the stairs with his sister.

"You don’t want to?”

“You said you wanted to take it slow.”

"Isn't this slow for you?"

“Luca!” Elijah ground out through his teeth, keeping his voice low. “I'm trying and you're not helping.”

“I just wanted to make it up to you, you treated me so well last night…” Luca blinked slowly and lowered his eyelashes as innocently as he could, speaking sweetly and softly, as if being scolded. 

Instantly, Luca felt victorious, he saw the moment Elijah collapsed against the wall, his expression a mixture of frustration and anguish so intense that Luca couldn't take it, he rested his chin on Elijah’s leg and laughed, giggling, letting his chuckles echo through the empty bathroom.

"I knew you would get back at me."

"Just a little.” Luca said between laughs. "But the offer is still on."

"It is?" Elijah mumbled, now calmer and more in control of himself, taking one of his hands to Luca's hair, stroking it gently.

Luca liked that a lot, the firm, confident voice and steady touch, how Elijah made sure what was going on with him before letting his libido take over. That’s why Elijah deserved a reward.

He finally lowered the zipper and slid his fingers inside Elijah's underwear, searching until he found warm skin and the erect cock, pulling it out, admiring the size and width, the warmth of him. Luca knew this was going to sound cliché, but…but it was big and long and heavy, and full of bulging veins and wet at the tip in a way that made him want to lick it until it was wet again.

"You don’t need to.” Luca heard in a whisper at the same time that Elijah's hands came to the back of his neck, touching him slow and nice. Elijah's voice was too close, making him see that Elijah had leaned over him, and that he was now tugging by the roots of his hair, forcing Luca to face him before kissing his lips all sweet and soft, as if trying to seduce him: " You don't have to. Never. If you don’t want to.”

"I want to.” If there’s one thing Luca learned in all this time away from Elijah is exactly that, he liked it a lot, was the only thing he'd really enjoyed before last night. But he wouldn't say that to Elijah, too afraid to see Elijah’s reaction. It was easier to act and let things happen.

Then, taking courage and still watching Elijah's reaction, he held onto the base and brought his lips to the head. He licked like it was an ice cream cone before sealing his lips around it, sucking, slow and tight, making sure his teeth were out of the way. Then, to test the walters, he made a slight pressure with his lips and slid down a little, bobbing his head even more slowly and finally hearing the first moan come from Elijah, shuddering when Elijah pulled his hair hard, forcing him to move away from the cock in his mouth.

"Who taught you that?"

“I had a boyfriend, you know?

“You said you didn't have sex. And this is sex.”

"Yeah?”

“If someone is having pleasure or cumming, it's sex.”

“Hmm.” Luca murmured, licking his lips. Elijah was even more attractive when he got all... intense.

Luca shouldn't think about those things, he knew he shouldn't. It wasn't his fault if Elijah kept holding him by the hair like he belonged to Elijah or if Elijah kept staring at him with that fire in his eyes, like a caged animal wanting revenge. He felt like he needed psychological help, but in the meantime Luca could have fun, couldn't he?

"Are you going to fuck my mouth?"

“Wha-what?”

"Maybe you can--"

"Don't say another word!" Elijah roared in frustration, moving closer to Luca’s face. " You want to kill me? What did I do to deserve this?”

“Eli.”

“Where did my shy, innocent little boy go, hm?”

“He got lonely and decided to get company. But his company wasn’t very nice.”

Elijah whimpered in frustration, seeming to grab onto the last threads of control he still had in, and kissed Luca again, this time tongue and all, holding him by the neck tight and strong. 

If they were in the past, Luca would've stopped teasing Elijah minutes ago. But that wasn't enough anymore, he wanted... Luca wanted to suck Elijah until he felt cum go down his throat, wanted to see Elijah lose all control and prove that two people could play this dirty game. And that's what Luca did.

When Elijah finally let him breathe, Luca opened his mouth wide open, wetted his lips and slid them along the length of the Elijah's cock, hearing a long groan and a thud somewhere near them; Luca opened his eyes to see what had happened, it was Elijah who had punched the wall behind him and had his eyes squeezed shut and lips bitten, holding back his moans. Yes, he could feel Elijah throbbing on his tongue, seeming to grow bigger even further. It was at that moment that Luca sighed and relaxed his face, allowing those last inches to reach the back of his throat.

Luca was willing to confess, he had choked, rushing things a little bit too far. It was all worth it, just to see Elijah falling apart in front of him. 

Elijah threw his head back and grabbed onto Luca's hair again, guiding and moving his head. It was beautiful, it was magical the moment Elijah wrapped his hands in his hair and pulled him tight, sinking into his throat. But, then, when he least expected it, his mouth was being moved on that fat cock, over and over, feeling Elijah's balls hit his chin and the sound of skin hitting skin, while he just he stood there, hands in his lap, watching the scene unfold through hazy eyes, and… ah… he also had to admit, he was enjoying this display of strength a little too much. The way Luca was allowing Elijah to control his body, pinning him against the wall next to the toilet and holding his head, was something Luca would deny to the death if anyone asked him. 

Luca didn't even realize when Elijah had come. He just found himself swallowing around Elijah, slow and leisurely, sniffling and floating, hearing Elijah grunt only to be lifted suddenly by his hair and then by his waist; Elijah cleaned his face, holding him in the safety of his arms, touching him everywhere Elijah could reach.

“Luca, baby?” Then, he was groaning himself, shuddering for no reason. It was Elijah's fault, who had decided to open his pants and touch him, finding a wetness there. Everywhere. "Did you come?"

He…he thought he had. It was something that had maybe happened once or twice before… but it didn't matter. Luca was floating and Elijah held him back so he wouldn't go too far. But, then, Luca felt lips crash against his again, and again and again, until... Luca didn't know... until his feet touched the ground once more.