Oh bite me, Sucker (Kyux & Confusion)

[Kyux]

Anthony had noticed that through the whole time he was speaking Alex was staring at his stomach. He smirked a little and rolled his eyes grinning, obviously, totally satisfied with this fact.

Anthony glanced at Alexander and sighed shaking his head."Alex. Don't lie to me." He said and looked at him in sort of a disappointed look."I've been teaching for too long to see when a student is lying that he understood or not okay? If you don't understand I'll explain again, don't be shy to ask." He said and looked at him."Okay?"

Then he started explaining again. "alright, now please, concetrate. "He said and started scketching and drawing again. After only ten minutes he finished and looked at him."Understood now?"

[confusion]

Who was he trying to fool? Alexander never fell for his lies, he had not before and he would probably not do it again. So Alexander just had to nod agreeingly as Anthony told him not to be scared of asking, and then told him to concentrate.

He managed to not wander off into thoughts again, even if it was hard. He focused on staring at the paper and not on Anthony´s stomach. And as he focused, he finally understood what he had done wrong. He had almost been right, he had just missed a number. A small mistake that had led to a big mistake. Kind of reminded him about his lifestyle.
"Yeah. It wasn't that hard after all." He mumbled and nodded, frowned. Why did he always make those small little mistakes?
As he understood what he had done wrong, he managed to finish number 9 and 16 by himself. But number 10, the numbers still covered with the blood drop (Alexander had finally stopped bleeding now and put the napkin away), was still impossible to solve.
He sighed. "Okay, but seriously. You have to admit that they just wrote wrong in the key right? That happens sometimes!" He said, and looked as Anthony with a concentrated gaze that clearly told him to agree with Alexander. He avoided to look anywhere under his nose, because then the risk was pretty big that he would start drooling over that gorgeous stomach again.

[Kyux]

Anthony smiled when Alexander figured his mistake. He smiled to him softly and then snickered when he said they were wrong. He rolled his eyes and glanced at him."Alex, please, the system never fails. "He smirked and winked at him. He was obviously saying that because he was a teacher. Then, he jolted up from his chair and grinned slightly."How about we take a little break?" He asked and glanced at him happily. It seemed that Anthony was more cheerful than always. That was because he knew that even if they will start something, there was nothing that could bother them, not Ericka, not a wrong lock, nothing, they could just be themselves there without any worries.

He then walked closer to Alex and smiled, his fangs popping out slightly. He leaned forward and laid a soft kiss on his lips, before he broke the kiss he bit on Alexanders lowerlipand puleld it towards him for a few inches and then let go winking at him."do you want anything to drink? "He asked, in the same jolly tone.

[confusion]

After pointing out that the system never fails, Anthony flew up from his chair with the biggest smile on his face. Alexander just stared in surprise at his teacher who looked like a child on crack. What had gotten him so happy?
Anthony suggested a break, and looked with that dreamy happy expression at the confused Alexander that had no idea why Anthony was acting that happily? Did he hate math as much as he did, and was overwhelmed with relief of that it finally was over. Or...

Alexander was interrupted in his thoughts as Anthony walked over to him with his sharp fangs bared, leaned in and gently pushed their lips together. He should have known. But he hadn't, he closed his eyes and inhaled Anthony.
Suddenly the man locked his underlip between his sharp teeth as pulled him in closer. "Uhn..." Alexander whined, he both disliked the actin, and loved it. By the time Anthony let go and asked him if he wanted something to drink, his face was slowly turning red again and he lowered his gaze nervously. "Yes please..." He mumbled lowly, suddenly acting shy.
He knew exactly why Anthony was so happy-go-cheerish. They were alone. Completely alone. No one could come in here and interrupt them in whatever they were doing. Studying, or something completely else. The thought of that was both exciting, and scary. Alexander nervously bit his under lip.
He wasn't a virgin, but why did it feel like he was 16 again and sitting on his girlfriend´s bed and waiting for her to get ready? He was sitting in just the same way he had back then, on his knees with his hands on his kneecaps. Strictly.

[Kyux]

Anthony smiled and hopped to the kitchen smiling like a maniac. He was stil lgrinning widely. Then , he went to the kitchen and took out a bottle of a not very cheap scotch and wine and then sighed. What would Alex like more? whine or scotch.. He liked wine more but Alex was different... Besides, anthony would most prefer vodka, after all he had russian blood. He then tapped on his chin and sighed."What do you want to drink, Lex, Wine, scotch or water?" He asked and snickered slightly, waiting for the boys reaction.

[confusion]

Why was his hands getting all sweaty?
He jolted as he heard Anthony call out from the kitchen, asking him what he wanted. Alexander thought for a while if he should tell Anthony that he didn't really like alcohol, but then decided not to. Anthony didn't need to see him as more childish then he already did. So he decided to chose one of the more heavier of the suggestions. "Scotch, please." He shouted out, and got furious at himself as his voice sounded much higher then usual. What the fuck was he doing?! He slapped himself to calm down before Anthony would return. It left a big, sweaty mark on his face. He tried to rub of the sweat on his hands on his jeans, but it didn't really work.

[Kyux]

"Okay! I'll be right there!" He yelled back and then took the scotch, slightly confused. Alexander didn't seem like someone who drank a lot, and scotch was a pretty serious drink, ah well maybe he misjudged him. He glanced at the bottle of wine and sighed, grabbing it to under his armpit. Then, he took two glases and brought the two botteles and the glasses to the living room, where Alexander was. He placed everything on the small coffe table and smiled."I brought wine too. "He said and snickered.

He then sat beside Alexander and smiled softly, placing his hand on Alex's thigh, not doing anything special, just stroking it gently. Then, he opened the scotch."So you want scotch right? "He asked and smiled.

[confusion]

Anthony returned, with two bottles and two glasses that he placed on the small table infront of the green couch. "Thank you." Alexander said and smiled nervously, tried to act calm.
But that didn't go too well, because as Anthony sat down, he also placed a hand on Alexanders thigh. And for the hundrenth time, Alexander got all red in his face, also on his ears. Alexander really didn't have a sensitive body, as a child no one tickled him because he just wouldn't react to it. But there was kind of a place that he could feel touching very much. His thighs, especially on the inside of them. He knew that Anthony didn't know about that, and probably just thought that stroking his thighs was a normal thing, but it kind of made Anthonys jeans all sticky from the sudden warmth. He bit his lip once again and as Anthony grabbed the bottle, he took the opportunity to sit up straight of cross his leg over the other and lean slightly over. The perfect cover.
"Yes, yes I did." He said, grabbed his glass and held it out towards the smiling Anthony. There it was again, that god damn scary face of his. All happy and smily when he on the inside was like a demon sometimes. Seeing Anthony this happy just because they were alone was freaking him out.

[Kyux]

Anthony smiled and nodded. He opened the scotch bottle with his hand and then put the cap on the coffee table and then poured a full glass to Alexander. He then smiled slightly and poured himself some to and smiled."Alex, you really have to work on that blushing of yours." He smirked slightly and then looked at him."I don't say I have something against it, hell no it's cute as a bunny and you know I love bunnies." He said and smiled, his fangs popping out again.

Then, Anthony took a sip from his drink and leaned back in the couch. He remembred how Alex acted last time whjen he was drunk, sure he was deadly mad at him that day because he screwed up his plans, but it was still the behaviour he wanted to accomplish.

[confusion]

He mumbled out a polite "Thank you" as Anthony filled his glass to the brim with the golden drink before pouring up to himself. It was kind of weird, when he had seen other drinking scotch they had only took half of the glass and the rest had been ice. Did they do differently in russia? Because the glass in his hand was ready to pour over, and there were no ice.
As Anthony just had to comment on his blushing, Alexander could feel his cheeks getting even hotter. He hated when people pointed out that he easily started to blush. And the fact that Anthony compared him to food...
"Please don't compare me to something that you eat. I don't find compliments like meatloaf and potato stew that attractive." He said sarcastically, and tried to act as calm and adult as he could. He actually managed.

He looked at the glass in his hand, and then at the smiling Anthony. That still had those damn fangs sticking out from his gum, as if he was ready to feed on something, or someone. Anthony was still kind of freaking Alexander out, with those happy eyes, that jolly tone in his voice and that constant broad smile of his.
To distract himself, he forced his lips to gently suck up some of the drink from the glass. It was his first time drinking scotch and all he wanted, was to spit it out. It tasted horribly. It wasn't sweet like wine, or champagne. It tasted like....A burnt cork. Or just like drinking a tree.
He forced himself into a strangled smile and nodded at Anthony with squinting eyes after he had taken two small sips of the strong drink. "Mmm, the best one I've ever drinked." He lied.
He didn't really want to drink the rest of it, but as Anthony sat just beside him and rested his gaze at him, he was forced to.

The glass with the horrible, strong drink was now empty. It laid comfortable in Alexanders hands that were resting on his lap. Alexander had sank down a bit into the couch, his body stature no longer showing of nervousness, he just looked extremely calm. He felt extremely calm. The blush had disappeared from his face, but his cheeks were still red since his bloodvessels had gotten slightly bigger.
He gazed calmly at Anthony with a dreamy gaze, calmer then he had ever been. He rested his elbow on the sofa, and his chin in his hand as he watched Anthonys face. It was as beautiful as ever. Manly. The features sharp and perfect. And as he finally noticed the sharp russian traits, he couldn't help but to ask.
"When exactly were you borned in russia? Or was it still called Sovjet back then?" He asked, his voice slightly slow as he looked into Anthonys bright eyes and tried to seek the answer in there.