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[He moans again, softly, licking the wounds until the bleeding's a trickle and leaning up, pulling Crowley down into a hungry, sharp, bloody kiss of pure lust and animal greed. Whatever Crowley thought he got himself into starting this, it's certainly more than he had any idea he was signing up for. Felid's already decided his fate, Crowley just doesn't know it yet.]

[He... kisses back, though he lets Felid dominate it completely, not sure enough of his position or what the fuck just happened to push.]

[He hums and lets the kiss break, all smug contentment. That was nice. They're going to do that again, that and much more. He digs a handkerchief out of his pocket, licking his lips then wiping them to clean up the blood, before using it to mop up the semen coating their stomachs. He doesn't do or say anything to check on how Crowley's dealing with the being bitten thing.]

[He... finally manages to get his wits mostly about him. Those were fangs. Seriously?

The easy answer is that his sensei is delusional, some sort of freak with a vampire kink, willing to pour enough effort into it to... file his teeth? Get tooth extensions? Or something?

...But he doesn't believe that. Still, it's most sensible to act like he does, so his tone is scolding when he musters up the ability to speak.]

Sensei, that's the sort of kink you're supposed to warn about and ask consent for.

[He laughs lightly, like sure, we'll go with the kink angle. He stretches languidly and leans forward to lick Crowley's neck, just to see if he'll flinch.]

Oops~ my bad.

[He doesn't flinch. What he does do is clap a hand over Felid's mouth.]

Don't try to be cute about it. You're in hot water, Sensei.

...Also don't actually give me extra credit.

[He laughs and nips Crowley's fingers, leaning back.]

Your grades are whatever you do on your assignments you know. Do you think I'm unethical?

[This is funny, laugh. Though he's amused for other reasons than his own terrible sense of humor.]

I thought it best to confirm that, since apparently Sensei doesn't like to check if people are okay with things before doing them!

Oh, are you saying you didn't like that?

I'm not sure how I feel about it. I haven't exactly had time to decide.

[He starts buttoning Crowley's shirt up, slowly, not at all in a businesslike way. Rather intimate and sensual, but considering Crowley's still buried in him...]

My my, how long will it take you?

[that's really attractive and he's still inside the man but he can't help it, he should really NOT DO THIS but he's too interested. it's too fascinating, this idea he has.]

...That's a pretty good question, actually.

How old are you, Sensei?

How old do I look?

[He smiles cheerfully. He's aware Crowley is an intelligent young man, but after all, vampires don't exist everyone knows that. He smooths Crowley's shirt down, palms warm and lingering through the fabric as he tilts his head to meet Crowley's eyes. There's no flinch or waver, his acting is perfect in whatever he wants. It's just a fetish, sure. The idea that he's older than he looks is worth a laugh. But he's also not actually answering the question in any concrete way, though he's not trying to lead Crowley to believe that means he's being mysterious.]

This is really starting to feel like some Young Adult novel... not even a very good one. Too sketchy.

I think you read too much trashy romance.

I don't, is the thing. Those fang props were pretty impressive, though. Show me?

[He laughs, settles his arms back around Crowley's shoulders.]

You're right, I do. I do have an enjoyment for a few odd fetishes here and there, I should have asked first. But you do have a rather emboldening effect on me.

[He smiles amiably, if Crowley really wants to inspect his teeth.]

[he's looping his arms around his teacher's waist, absolutely checking out Felid's teeth. are there visible fangs?]

Don't make excuses, Sensei. I forgive you, but take more care in the future.

[Slightly pronounced canines but not Owasera levels, he has been able to blend in so far after all. Retractable.]

Yes dear, I'm sorry.

[He sounds convincingly contrite.]

[so there's either some fancy dentistry going on, or...

shrugs, finally pulling out, but immediately leaning against Felid.]

Okay.

[He supports and steadies Crowley, kissing his cheek.]

Easy there.

I'm making you my assistant, you'll be staying after class and coming to help me with projects at my house quite regularly. Naturally I'll be tutoring you in exchange, to help you keep up with your studies. Unless you're terribly opposed.

I'm not against it, but isn't that kind of move a little... risky?

Does getting close make you nervous we'll be suspected?

[Felid doesn't give a fuck, being found out doesn't matter in the long run, but he should attempt to look like he cares for Crowley's sake.]

That'd have a pretty nasty impact on you, wouldn't it? If we were found out.

You're sweet.

[He cups Crowley's face.]

It's your future I'm concerned with. I'm capable of dealing with anything that might happen.