The first day at College —the very first, without any kind of ceremonies—, was refreshing. Not to say that Hayato had a good night, but Kenta left him with desire, enough to have a wet dream. He could not remember if he ever had one before, but it does not matter now. Just remember the sweet and beautiful vision of Kenta, naked, playing with his parts.
They may be very drunk that night, but whatever was the reason, they ended up kissing behind that bar at Shinjuku. Kenta’s right hand slipped sensually under Hayato’s shirt, going down little by little, until reaching his hips, and slowly introducing into his jeans.
“Wait, I’m not—“, Hayato tried to pull off some kind of excuse, maybe because he felt they were rushing without even being something, but Kenta made him shut up with another kiss.
“Believe me when I say, that I know perfectly when someone is”, the young bachelor said, suddenly going right to his neck to bite it. Hayato moaned, softly and deep, as he felt Kenta’s teeth pulling his skin.
Hayato was not even sure if he was gay or not. He came to Shinjuku with the idea in his mind, asking himself if just that Kenta left him stunned, or was really was sexually attracted to him. Now he had a little ambiguous answer. The dilemma was more about, was he really attracted to him? Or, was just some kind of love craving since he passed all his student life alone.
Why cravings? Well, he only knew motherly love until now. Passed the first years of his childhood with Misato, only both of them. Hayato grew with a teenage mother, a girl who turned forcedly into a woman, a girl who still carried her own dreams and fantasies about love. Such fantasies came to materialize when, years later, she married Professor Yamada.
Hayato grew up believing that those kind of fantasies were the rule, the norm on a romantic relationship, like tends to happen at dramas. And was the lack of true experience that made him doubt about the s****l encounter he has been having tonight. So, was really a true and pure attraction to Kenta, or was just s*x? He did not wanted only s*x. For him, the norm would be meet a girl at school who fall in love with, marry after College and make a nice and quiet life. The norm cannot be f**k a random bachelor who happened to being his senpai at the initial course.
But he was there, sitting at the classroom, seeing his classmates but lost on his own thoughts, thinking about how much enjoyed the s*x with Masamune’s heir, even tighten his legs to suppress a possibly erection that could be awaken by his memories.
“Please, everyone to your seats”, a familiar voice resonated at the room, and everybody obeyed, instantly.
Hayato looked at the door, watching Kenta Masamune came into the classroom.
“I hope everybody remember me from the ceremony. My name is Kenta Masamune, and I will be yourt teacher during the next two weeks”, he wrote his name at the whiteboard, at the sight of everyone present. Then, he started to describe how the course was going to be. Is worth to mention that Hayato did not even pay attention to his words at all. He was truly lost at his sight, his mouth moving while he was talking, and his appearance in general.
Yamada went back to real world when a classmate passed him some papers, where he was supposed to write his name, e-mail and phone. Was this usual? He could not remember any professor that asked their class for their phone numbers. Like, why would Kenta needed it? However, he filled the blank spaces. He was dubious that Kenta remembered him from last night, but when he realized that the bachelor was staring at him at times, he became sure of that.
Later, when Kenta received the papers again, he started to make counts with the students until find Hayato. He actually remembered his name, as well as his face, but to make sure that anyone of the other people could find it suspicious, he had to count everyone from the first of the list, to his young little boy.
“Yamada, is you, right”, Kenta asked after seeing the list and count heads.
“Y-yes, Masamune-sensei”, Hayato suddenly answered, surprised for hearing him say his name.
“One last thing, even when I am your professor, you can call me just «san» or «senpai». I’m not that old, you know”, Kenta made a commentary before keep talking to Hayato. “Now, Yamada Hayato, you will be my assistant during the course. Starting this right moment, come here”.
Again, why would he need an assistant? They were not in High school anymore, and even there, professors did not required an assistant to do their job. But, whatever were the reason of why he needed him, he would do it. Maybe he was starting to prepare for work life, which would make the job of assistant a great opportunity to learn more about the lawyer profession just as what it is. However, was or not that the reason, Hayato nodded, and started taking notes of what was on the whiteboard.
The first session of the course was so ordinary, feeling as if it lasted the whole day instead just two hours. And Hayato was about to leave after the bell sounded, but Kenta called him.
“Mister Assistant, please stay a few minutes longer”, Kenta said, after cleaning the desk, while everyone was leaving. Hayato nodded again, so he sat again until they were alone.
Was the moment when everybody went away, that Hayato reached to Kenta.
“Is there something you need me to do?”, Hayato asked, while gripping the strap of his Messenger bag.
“Yes, just to remind you… that we have a date at the bar in Shinjuku”, Kenta smiled at him, offering sitting at the desk like if he was a girl. Hayato smiled back, but only leaned on the desk.
“I have that date on my mind since I read your letter”, Hayato said.
“So, what do you feel now? Sure you are not?”
“I, I am still a little bit confused about it. And I feel fine, like… craving”.
“Craving”, Kenta repeated, like if he was trying to figure out what he said.
“Yes, I mean…”
“I know, craving like, you wanted more”.
“Yes”
“I never heard anyone refer to it like that. It is somewhat curious to hear it. Is cute even”. Kenta laughed, and then kissed again Hayato. “Well, let’s give you another taste, so you can crave it more until this night”.
As said that, Kenta suddenly kissed his neck, gripping him until Hayato could not oppose to it. He kept biting, making Hayato moan, and forcing him to bite back Kenta. Was a short moment, but it made it goal.
“Well, let’s see at night, assistant”. Kenta said, and Hayato did not answered. He was still stunned by the sudden bite at his neck, touching the zone instead, as he saw Kenta leaving.