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Nikola Tesla was not a boy, man, boy to be trifled with. He might have only been sixteen, thank you birthday for at least adding some dignity to his youth, but he was not someone that you deliberately annoyed. Not unless you wanted to keep your fingers, your car, your pride or whatever it was that you held precious. And someone had made an enemy of Nikola today and for that someone was going down.

"Really Nikola, you're taking this rather personally old sport. School prank, freshmen hijinks."

Nikola scowled at James as he tried to comfort him. Comfort him! Nikola Tesla! Shrugging the hand off his shoulders, Nikola gathered his papers before slamming his locker shut and storming towards the changing rooms.

"This is ridiculous, hand me that towel." Nikola ordered one of the freshman, removing his ruined shirt. Discarding his cufflinks as he began to strip, Nikola examined his beautiful, handsewn, expensive shirt. Slushied. He had been slushied due to his stature and age they had thought that he, he, was one of those ridiculous freshers. Swearing in his mother tongue, Nikola looked up at the other boy in the room about to rant before pausing. Ah, it had to be him didn't it? "Towel, please."

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"You're very kind," said Alcuin softly.

He didn't turn, or move. There was something almost... exciting about the other boy being behind him. Particularly with darkness falling around them, most of the light coming from the underwater lights of the pool.

"It's not kindness if it's the truth." Nikola replied, his voice a low murmur quite close to Alcuin's ear as he swam close behind him. Reaching out to touch the other boy's back, Nikola traced his hand up the design of the tattoo. "It really is exquisite."

"The designer drew them himself... the show was for a line of loungewear made with ecologically friendly materials. After he picked the models he met all of us and then drew something. All plants - flowers, mostly. But he saw me and said he immediately thought of a white birch."

He relaxed under Nikola's touch and was glad that they were in the shallow end so that his feet were touching the ground, otherwise he might have slipped under the water.

"Betula papyrifera," Nikola murmured, tracing his fingers up the branches of the tattoo before sliding his hand down the trunk to the roots. Nikola's hand dipped into the hollow of Alcuin's back, his fingertips almost brushing his ass as he moved a little closer. "That's the white birch, it's proper name."

Nikola moved closer, his hair brushing Alcuin's shoulder before he pressed his lips against his skin almost with precise calculation. "It's a very beautiful tree, rather nice... don't you think?" Nikola placed another kiss against Alcuin's neck still teasing and light.

Alcuin was fifteen years old. He could get aroused if the wind blew the wrong way. And so Nikola touching him like this... He blushed as he felt himself get hard, suddenly glad that they weren't facing each other.

"Nikola," he whispered. "I... I've never..." He'd never done this, any of this.

Nikola brushed a kiss against Alcuin's neck just beneath his earlobe. Raising an eyebrow at Alcuin's confession, Nikola slid his hands around Alcuin's sides and rested his hands against his stomach.

"Do you want me to stop?" Nikola murmured into his ear. His own skin was flushed, tinged pink with desire as he tugged Alcuin back against him a little.

"N-no..." Alcuin took a couple of shallow breaths. It felt wonderful, except he suddenly wished that they weren't naked.

"I assume you have then? Done this before?"

Nikola slid his hands up Alcuin's stomach, as he leaned in close. He kept their bodies seperate, though his lips brushed against Alcuin's skin. Pressing his tongue against Alcuin's neck, Nikola rolled his tongue against his neck sucking ever so slightly as he made a soft mm noise.

"Kiss someone? Once or twice, yes." Nikola murmured. Helen, James... it was hard when one was the youngest in the year, one of the youngest in the school. Besides Nikola had his eyes set for some time now on the boy in front of him. "This is different."

"How is it different?" Besides the water, and nudity, that was.

Alcuin hesitated, and then turned in the water so that he could face him. His mouth settled on Nikola's lips. How had he never thought about him like this before? He'd noticed him, yes, respected and admired, but... now... there was something else.

"This is with someone that I've wanted since I first saw him," Nikola replied, his arms loosening around the other boy as he turned in the water to face him. Nikola's cheeks were flushed, faint freckles visible across the bridge of his nose and shoulders. Licking his lips Nikola leaned in close, brushing his lips tentatively against Alcuin's. "You."

Alcuin's breath caught and he pressed their lips more firmly together. A kiss, a real kiss, and it made his stomach do flip-flops. He slid his arms around Nikola's neck.

Nikola inhaled, sliding his hand into Alcuin's hair whilst the other slid around his waist pressing into the small of his back. Kissing him more firmly Nikola parted his lips slowly, gently teasing Alcuin's with his tongue. Nikola sighed a soft little moan as he kissed Alcuin.

Alcuin kissed him back, and it was amazing how natural it was, lips parting, tongues tangling. And when it broke, he was a little wide-eyed. "That was lovely."

Nikola broke the kiss, breath a little short as he pressed his forehead against Alcuin's. Nikola smirked at the wide eyes, innocent beautiful look on Alcuin's face.

"Lovely? Lovely, I think I can do better than lovely." Nikola replied, smirking before he kissed Alcuin a little more heatedly leading Alcuin into a deeper kiss. Tugging Alcuin closer, he wrapped his arms around the other boy before he pulled away from the kiss. "Better than lovely?"

"Yes..." Alcuin said breathlessly. "Yes. Better than." He blushed. "I hope... I haven't had much practice at this, I mean..." He had no idea if he knew what he was doing at all when it came to kissing.

Drawing one hand up, Nikola gently stroked Alcuin's flushed cheek with the back of his fingertips. He had no idea how he affected Nikola, no idea at all. It was endearing really, the wide eyed innocence. Nikola wanted to show him just how much he wanted Alcuin but held back for the moment.

"It was perfect," Nikola murmured brushing his lips against Alcuin's. "You have no idea what you do to people, to me do you?"

"I... didn't know you liked me, no." Alcuin sounded shy, but a little pleased. "I'm glad."

"You are? Well, good. Come on let's go inside before we get cold," Nikola replied, watching Alcuin for the moment as he kissed him again teasing a little before drawing back and swimming to the waters edge. Nikola pulled himself out of the water, holding himself up before he climbed up out of the water. His arousal was evident as he walked but he paid no attention to it, instead tossing Alcuin a smirk over his shoulder. "Unless you want me to warm you up?"

Alcuin watched him, blushing a little, but honestly, the sight only aroused him more.

"I am turning into a bit of a prune," he admitted, and then, steeling his embarrassment, he climbed out of the pool as well, trying not to feel self conscious.

He did, however, reach for a towel, and hold one out for Nikola as well.

"Let me see," Nikola said his hand taking Alcuin's as he held out the towel. Nikola brought Alcuin's hand up for inspection, ignoring the towel for the moment as he concentrated on the little wrinkles in his skin. Pressing his lips to Alcuin's fingertips, he let his tongue lap at the surface of his skin before smirking and kissing them a little more chastely. "No, definitely not a prune."

Nikola smirked, liking the way he provoked a blush in Alcuin's cheeks. Nikola finally took the towel, wrapping it around his waist though it did nothing to hide how he felt.

Alcuin cinched his own towel around his waist and looked at Nikola. "Is anyone going to miss you at home? Because if you can stay..." A little smile pulled at his lips. "Anafiel would never notice a single bottle missing from the wine cellar."

"My mother perhaps, I'll call her and say that I'm busy with an experiment. She'll be ever so understanding," Nikola replied seriously, not a trace of sarcasm in his voice. The one thing that he and his parents shared was his desire to succeed. Nikola was the first person to escape their village and his parents second, only after he had been able to sell one or two of his inventions at profit to some hack named Edison.

Picking up his phone and clothes, Nikola walked inside before turning to look at Alcuin. Nikola began to undress, allowing the towel to drop as he dialled home.

"I'll just be a moment. Majka?" Nikola began before reverting to his native language, speaking quickly to his mother. He smiled as he redressed slowly, perhaps a little on purpose for Alcuin. Hanging up the phone with a curt note of love for his mother, Nikola turned to face Alcuin. "I'm all yours for the night."

Alcuin smiled. Still wearing the towel around his waist, he moved closer and draped his arms around Nikola's neck.

"I like languages," he said. "Would you teach me a little, sometime?"

Nikola stopped doing up the buttons on his shirt as Alcuin moved close to him, draping his arms around his neck. Looking at him with a sly smile, Nikola slid his arms around Alcuin's waist and rested his hands just above his arse.

"Volim tvoje usne.If you'd like, I can think of more pleasurable things to teach you..." Nikola said, brushing his lips against Alcuin's and letting the implication wash over him. "...like how to create a working radio out of scraps."

Oh, curse being fifteen years old. Alcuin felt himself getting aroused again. "Volim tvoje usne," he repeated, pronunciation perfect though he had no idea what it meant. "I should get dressed."

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