Talented student

Liam stumbled to the window, leaned against the window sill, and turned defiantly toward Cal.

Everything inside him was blazing and begging for merciless punishment for the debauchery he was creating with his fingers.

Liam genuinely admired Cal's size, and the suffocating feeling of fullness it left.

Cal flew into him and pinned him to the hard beam of the window sill. Squeezing Liam's hips, he began to think only of himself, and his selfishness had a beneficial effect on Liam: the man relaxed and gave himself over to his feelings.

As before, Liam perfected his ability to fend off Cal's attacks with force. He picked up his rhythm well, gasping at his power and pressure.

Sagging in his loins, he delighted in the pleasure of this wild and passionate attack. In his mind, Liam begged Cal to be rougher and not to feel the least bit sorry for him.

He was thrusting back and thrusting as deep as he could, and still, he wasn't getting enough.

"Caress yourself," Cal commanded, training his loins with effort and thrusting the power of his love into Liam to the accompaniment of wet indecent sounds.

Liam, whose dignity had been fucked and tamed, obediently lowered his hand and squeezed his cock. A few movements were enough for him to cum. Hanging emptily from the window, he tried with all his might not to fly off into the darkness of the night under Cal's merciless strokes.

The latter seemed determined to beat the spirit out of him, to flatten his slap-red ass and immobilize the Head for days. Except Liam wouldn't go along with it. He stopped Cal and asked him to move him to the table.

Having complied with his request, Cal was now enjoying the sight of his rosy cheeks and beautiful belly with barely tapped muscles.

"Perfect body, to my taste, like a cream bun," Cal noted and sensuously entered Liam.

He enjoyed it so much that he withdrew his cock and entered again, slowly, stretching his bliss. The new position and the game Cal was playing were beginning to affect Liam.

Noticing that he was responding, Cal reached out and squeezed his nipple. The sensation instantly soared to new heights and the Head groaned.

"A libertine," Cal smiled.

"And who made me like that?" snapped Liam.

"So wild..."

"You're the wild one!"

"But you like..."

"Mmm, very... my savage..."

Cal couldn't help but kiss Liam for his sweet confession. Leaning in, he carefully explored his hot, wet mouth, played with his sharp tongue, and, unable to resist, bit his lower lip.

Liam clearly enjoyed this and pulled the man to him and pounced on him as well, licking his mouth, sucking his tongue, and biting his cheek.

Cal decided to try the nine-to-one technique. He did one short thrust, then did nine deep ones and did it again. Liam was beginning to come alive.

The awakened interest was gaining shape and size, catching Cal's attention. He reached out and began tickling his aroused cock.

"Maybe I've had enough already?" muttered Liam tiredly.

"Impossible...!" persisted Cal.

"Have mercy..."

Semen poured into his tense belly and trickled down, robbing him of his last strength.

Spurred on by the sight of Liam expiring, Cal sped up and caught up with him:

"Aaahhhh, mmmmm...oh gods...!"

Cal collapsed on top of him and took a long breath, kissing Liam, who was struggling to fight off these drooling signs of attention.

Later, resting in bed after a hard but enjoyable workout, Liam snuggled sweetly against Cal and answered "aha" with a look of utter bliss, no matter what he asked.

"Master wanted me and Legion to live here?"

"Yeah..." yawning, Liam replied.

"Did Teacher miss me much?"

" ...Uh-huh..."

"The Teacher got attached to his student..."

"Aha..."

"Liam... focus..."

"Mmm...," the teacher's eyes closed involuntarily.

"I love you..."

" ..."

"Are you asleep?"

"..."

"Couldn't stay another minute with me..." chagrined Cal, pulling Liam close to him.

"I love you too, Cal," he finally replied, opening his eyes.

"..."

"I love you so much... let's live together because I love you so much..."

"..."

"What is it, why did you stop talking?"

"I'm happy."

Cal tried to hide the treacherous glistening eyes, covered with moisture.

"I'm numb with happiness..." he kissed the top of Liam's head and pulled him against him again.

After finding a comfortable position for both of them, they finally fell asleep as the sky brightened outside the window and morning approached.

As they awoke, Cal thought of many things at once: the duplicitous Grady, the dark horse that was the Fourth Elder, his mission as protector, the attempts that had been made on the Chapter.

In short, reality came crashing down on Cal, sweeping away the sweetness left in his wake from last night with Liam. Looking up into the almost white sky, he concluded that it was going to be a hot day.

Climbing out of Liam's embrace, he washed his face and took care of breakfast: the Head had hardly eaten at dinner because of his love fever.

Cold meat, vegetables, some fruit - Cal brought it all into the room, waiting for Liam to wake up.

Sensing movement in the room, the Head opened his eyes and saw what he had dreamed of for so many years: a morning with Cal. His Cal set the table and stood by the window, inhaling the fresh scent of morning.

Liam rose, not without soreness, and wandered toward him. Cal turned around and hurried toward him, realizing that Liam must be having a hard time. He picked him up in his arms and met his still sleepy lips...

"Good morning," Liam said, releasing himself, "you're already so chipper."

"That's because things are going well," Cal rubbed his hands together and began slicing meat.

"Hmm, do you like studying?" asked Liam thoughtfully a little later.

"What a question, I'm fine as long as you're around."

"But, didn't you think you could accomplish something more?"

"What do you mean? Didn't I already get the best of it," Cal sincerely believed his words.

"I understand what you're saying, but you didn't get here for pretty eyes, but because you have powers, don't you care?"

Liam looked away from his student and pursed his lips.

Cal was embarrassed to see that he had displeased Liam with his words. But he didn't really think about anything other than the man he loved and the joy of getting the chance to be near him. That alone was enough for him; everything else in his past life he already had: money, power, recognition, and influence.

And none of that meant anything to him compared to the chance to love Liam and share his long life with him. But if he wants Cal to learn something, he'll do it for him and only him. But why does Liam care so much?

"I guess you're right, I do need something to do while I'm here anyway," reasoned Cal, putting the instruments aside.

"What surprises me is your lack of ambition. Are you sure it's you? The Cal I remember always wanted to be better than others, to conquer the whole world, to be on top..."

"So?" grinned Cal bitterly, "you think that made me happy?"

Liam frowned and didn't know what to say to that. He might have been harsh, but ever since he became Head and Mentor, taking care of talented students had been his top priority.

Touching Cal, he could not ignore his stunning scarlet energy. Afraid of making a mistake and exaggerating his grade, the Head checked him over and over - there could be no doubt, that Cal was truly talented!

Liam couldn't help but think about it. In truth, his hands were on fire, so eager to make Cal a top student and graduate of the Academy! He knew he knew how, he had all the strings and clues, but he was faced with his student's shocking indifference.

Liam finished his breakfast and followed Cal's gaze to somewhere beyond the river. Placing a finger on his lower lip, he pondered his dilemma.

Usually, the famous families were willing to eat dirt for the Head to take their children as apprentices, but Liam chose who he wanted. He agreed to teach Nood and Rashid because of their unique abilities, and the boys loved their Mentor.

Next, Unner: Liam saw potential in him in many ways and wanted to give him his time. Finally, the fourth and most important student to him sat with a blank face and a complete lack of purpose in life. This is no good. Liam jumped up and went to change.

There were still three days left until the end of the vacation, and the Head was packed for his trip. After leaving the necessary orders and making sure that the other three students didn't mess around in his absence, the Head, accompanied by Cal, left the Academy.

The apprentice had sincerely hoped they were in for a romantic trip to the gardens of paradise, so he was unpleasantly surprised when, barely out of space in an unfamiliar place, they had to flee from giant fireballs falling from everywhere in a chaotic order.

Cal's first thought was, "The platform broke," but seeing how confidently Liam jumped down and herded him to the ground and then led him in a certain direction, he changed his mind.

It was deep night in the place where they had arrived, but the fiery rain made everything as clear as day. Liam was hurriedly leading Cal somewhere, through barricades and debris of some unknown kind. Soon they saw the soldiers: in their silver protective uniforms, they looked like each other and acted very coherently.

"Look out! Azinoth on the right!" thundered someone's voice, and everyone, including Liam and Cal, disappeared behind a piece of rocky rock.

A violent noise and roar reminded the air of a vibration. Dust and small rocks rose into the sky, and from just beneath the dark clouds, a dragon of incredible size flew swiftly down.

Its eyes burned with blue flame, and a freezing breath burst from its mouth. Its four wings allowed it to balance perfectly in the sky, and its long, scaly tail glowed a neon blue light at intervals of three or five seconds.

It took Cal a couple of seconds to see it all, peering out of hiding. He was terrified with his whole being. There was no hope of escape, that's what his inner voice told him, and he covered Liam with himself.

Expecting an imminent death, he no longer sought to think or question anything, just cradle Liam in his arms for the last time.

The glaring monster landed on the ground twenty meters from their hiding place with a heavy thud. Feeling the fear slowly recede, Cal looked out that way again and was amazed at what he saw.

The incredibly powerful and beautiful dragon was glowing. Because the beast's torso and neck were covered in armor, Cal couldn't immediately see that the skin underneath glowed as well.

Curiosity overcame fear, and Cal wanted to see more.