[ April Fools ]

[poeticprivilege]

April Fool's Day was a great day of mischief and japery, and while Kalvin would hardly consider himself a prankster, he could never, ever pass up an occasion to stir up a few laughs.

So that was how he found himself sprawled out on the floor of the library, dressed up just enough to be identifiable as a teacher (slacks instead of jeans, a plain black tank top, his hair slicked back and minimum make-up). A step-ladder lay toppled over at his feet, books from the top-shelf scattered willy-nilly all over the floor, part of a pen stuck to his forehead with fake blood dripping down the side of his face.

Needless to say, it wouldn't be a stretch to call his sense of humor a touch on the morbid side. Poke him and see what happens?

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[borntolose]

Eddie jerked back as the hand came up, and the nails only caught him on the chin, but he ended up going back on his ass ... sniggering heavily. "Fucking worth it."

[poeticprivilege]

While Eddie sat on his butt and laughed, Kalvin took the opportunity to climb onto his lap and start slugging his shoulders, punctuating each punch with an insult. "Jerk! Buttsmear! Ogre! Brute! What did that nipple ever do to you?"

[borntolose]

Oh, well, that was just an obvious open invitation. The groundskeeper wrapped an arm around Kalvin's waist, and then promptly grabbed the ring in the neglected nipple and twisted it, too, grinning.

[poeticprivilege]

Which, of course, elicited a squeal from Kalvin, who promptly leaned in and bit Eddie's neck in retaliation.

[borntolose]

The big man hissed, which turned into a laughing groan halfway through. He tugged at the ring a little harder, his fingers digging into Kalvin's hip. "You really want to do this here, princess?" he teased, because he sure as hell didn't mind, as long as some admin staff didn't wander by. It might be fun to flip the teacher onto his back ... or hell, stomach ... between the tall shelves of books. He'd never had much else use for libraries, anyway.

[poeticprivilege]

Kalvin moaned into his neck, arching up into his fingers. Part of him did, yes, want to do this here, but the part of him that loved books was insisting that was a bad idea, and disrespectful to boot. He huffed in annoyance, punching Eddie's shoulder again, but didn't bother to move his head - he stopped biting him, though.

"You started it, dick."

[borntolose]

"I wasn't the one what was lying here with a pen in my head," Eddie argued, and turned his own head, taking advantage of the fact that Kalvin had stopped biting to nudge his head to the side and bite him right back, on the side of the throat, digging his uneven teeth in with a little growl.

[poeticprivilege]

"Oh my god," he huffed, tilting his head back to make even more room for Eddie and his biting. "How the flying fuck does a pen in my head translate to "twist my nipples and molest me!"? Like seriously. That was all on you, babe, all on you."

[borntolose]

"If you're going to leave yourself wide open like that, you deserve whatever you get," the big man insisted, as his tongue covered a little more ground, and then his teeth did the same, sinking into the flesh at the join of shoulder and neck rather savagely. "Don't know what you fucking expected me to do."

[poeticprivilege]

"Hell, I 'unno," he breathed, shuddering a bit at the sharp pain blossoming from his shoulder. "Here, stop that, I wanna kiss you," he added, grabbing Eddie's head and tugging him up, leaning down for a kiss.

[borntolose]

Eddie could get with that, and he made an approving rumble in the back of his throat at the way Kalvin grabbed his head. He always had liked people who knew what they wanted and were willing to take it. His thumb idly flicked at the nipple ring through the teacher's shirt, but he was more interested in the kiss, which was rough and a bit sloppy on his part, but thoroughly enjoyable.

[poeticprivilege]

Unlike Eddie, Kalvin's side of the kiss was firm and precise. Practiced to the point where he could get exactly what he wanted from his partner, and when paired with the bigger man's style, it was as if he was using his lips, teeth, and tongue to try and tame a wild serpent.

[borntolose]

A difficult prospect with someone like Eddie, who didn't seem to take any hints or taming, even with teeth and tongue. He did grab Kalvin harder around the waist, though, so he could rock his pelvis up and grind into him - there was no hard-on, yet, but given enough time like this, there would be.

[poeticprivilege]

The grinding set off a quiet hum, a low, pleased sound buzzing in his throat as he deepened the kiss. He ground back, shifting his grip so that one arm slung beneath the other man's, his hand gripping the back of his shirt, and his other hand slid into his hair, carding his fingers through it.

[borntolose]

The big man seemed to take this as a challenge, tugging on the ring again while his other hand squeezed Kalvin's ass in an extremely lewd sort of way - not just a friendly little grope, but something that implied if there weren't pants in the way, there'd be a finger up the teacher in a few seconds flat. His tongue was busy, too, devouring and invading the smaller man's mouth with enthusiasm. Eddie wasn't usually up for impromptu makeout sessions on the floor of a library, but something about Kalvin made him feel a little bit like he was 17 again. Funny thing.

[poeticprivilege]

Impromptu make-outs were about as far as Kalvin was going to let it go, that day. He moaned into the other man's mouth, sure, tongue thrusting against the other in a oral parody of something much lewder, but the hand in Eddie's hair slid out and reached back, dragging the hand on his ass up to the small of his back instead. They were in a public place, after all, and oh, but did he just feel like a little bit of a naughty teenager there.

[borntolose]

It wasn't as though Ediie was ready to just strip off and bone right there - but moving his hand was a challenge. And there was something fun about ignoring Kalvin's little directives. So he kept kissing, and a few seconds later, his hand slid right back down to get another feel in.

[poeticprivilege]

He was determined. Determination moved that hand the first time, and it would move it a second time if Kalvin had his way. Not that he minded the groping, he just wanted to maintain a semi-decent appearance if someone happened to walk in on them. So the hand was tugged up again, accompanied by a little nip of the lips.

[borntolose]

Eddie bit right back, a little harder than a nip, and then pulled his mouth free so he could start kissing and licking at Kalvin's neck. The fake blood was sweet on his tongue, and he rasped one of his low, hoarse chuckles, right before his hand dropped once again to the younger man's ass. If asked, he probably would have been baffled by the concept that gratuitous groping was any more or less improper than public makeouts, but it was a fun game.

[poeticprivilege]

"Ugh, Eddie!" he huffed indignantly, tilting his head back to expose more of his neck to the other male while rolling his eyes. He didn't stop him, though, just sat back making small noises in the back of his throat, lightly tugging on Eddie's long hair with one hand, and digging his nails into his shoulder blade with the other.

[borntolose]

"You like it," the groundskeeper accused in amusement, as his mouth busily ravaged Kalvin's neck and his fingers delved between the smaller man's legs from behind, rubbing.

[poeticprivilege]

"Uhnnnn, that's not the point!" he whined, tilting his head even farther back while arching his spine. he squirmed a little in the big man's grip, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth.

[borntolose]

"Is to me," Eddie said, lapping then biting at the smaller man's throat, his teeth digging in playfully to pale skin like an overeager dog, his hand getting quite busy between Kalvin's legs.

[poeticprivilege]

Huff. He was like a bad dog, really.

"Eddie, stop it, come on," he hissed, body shuddering a little at the pain. "I can't have hickeys on campus, and do you know how much I spend on make-up to cover up the marks you left already? You're right, I like it, but I don't want to be fired."

[borntolose]

"You're not going to get fired," the big man said dismissively, completely unchastened ... except he did actually stop biting, going back to kissing and licking, cleaning the last of the fake blood from Kalvin's neck. "Let's go somewhere."