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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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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."

Nikola tugged Alcuin closer, pressing their bodies together as he slid his hand lower over the damp towel to press against his arse more firmly. Nikola bit the bottom of Alcuin's lips, pulling gently before kissing him light and teasing. Tongue flicking against the bitten lips before he smirked.

"Yes, you should." Nikola said, not letting go of Alcuin.

Alcuin shuddered. "You're making that difficult," he murmured. Partly because he wasn't letting him go. Partly because he had an erection again.

"Am I? I should probably stop then," Nikola replied. His hands moved but not off Alcuin, sliding his hand up to his waist Nikola traced a finger beneath his towel before untucking it. Holding the towel with a pinch of his finger, Nikola helped by letting the towel drop to the floor. "See not making it at all difficult, I'm helping... wouldn't you agree?"

Alcuin took in a sharp breath when the towel dropped. "You... technically, yes, I suppose I am now closer to being dressed."

Though instead, he was naked in front of him, and felt both vulnerable and excited at the same time.

"Yes, you are." Nikola replied, the triumph and cheer in his voice was unmistakable. Nikola was immensely pleased in the results of what had started as a subtle experimentation into seeing if Alcuin would respond to certain stimuli, the stimuli of course being Nikola and his crush, affection, desire.

Nikola pressed the pads of his fingertips against Alcuin's hip bone, tracing down his leg and watching Alcuin carefully. Brushing the back of his hand against Alcuin's arousal, Nikola took his time as he leaned into press a tentative kiss against his lips.

"Would you like me to help some more?" Nikola murmured against his lips.

Alcuin gasped. Such a simple touch, but no one had ever touched him like that before, and his cock twitched in approval.

"Yes," he whispered, not even knowing exactly what he was agreeing to.

"We should probably start with trousers first, that would seem advisable." Nikola said, cheeks flushing a little as Alcuin gasped like that. Nikola turned his hand running his palm down his arousal before he curled his hand around Alcuin's cock. Drawing his hand slowly up, Nikola inhaled as he almost kissed Alcuin. "Then perhaps a shirt, don't you think?"

For a moment, Alcuin thought he might fall over. He put a hand on Nikola's shoulder, a tight grip. "Nikola," he whispered, voice tight as well. There was a strange hint of pleading in it.

"Yes? Did you object to the shirt, a sweater perhaps or a t-shirt?" Nikola murmured, lips brushing against Alcuin's as he hesitated kissing him the way he wanted to kiss Alcuin. Running his thumb up Alcuin's cock, he swiped it over the tip as Alcuin gripped his shoulder tight. Nikola stepped closer to Alcuin stroking him slowly with a playful smirk. "Or did you want something?"

"Nikola..." Alcuin said breathlessly, and then met his eyes. "I've... never done this before. I don't want games. Just you."

Nikola's smirk faltered, softening for a moment at the statement. His hand faltered, slowing as he looked at Alcuin carefully. Brushing Alcuin's hair back from his face with his free hand, Nikola brushed his cheek with his fingertips.

"Okay," Nikola murmured a little unsure before kissing Alcuin the way he wanted to kiss him- heatedly. Nikola was making sure Alcuin understand he wasn't playing games, teasing a little maybe but this, with him, wasn't a game.

Running his hand down Alcuin's back, he began to stroke his erection again sliding his hand up to the tip as he drew Alcuin closer to him.

Alcuin moaned into the kiss, and couldn't help but wonder what they must look like, with him naked here in the middle of the kitchen.

Was this moving too fast? Maybe, but he couldn't bring himself to care. At least not so far as things were now. Desire was racing through him like a bullet.

Tentatively, he slid one hand from where it had been on Nikola's shoulder down his chest, then farther. Nikola was dressed now, but Alcuin's fingers played over his groin through the fabric.

Nikola groaned at the tentative touch, his control almost pushed to the limits as his hips rocked forward into the curious touch. Nipping at Alcuin's lips, Nikola pulled back a little panting as he watched Alcuin. Beautiful, smart and oh, he wanted him more than anything, more than his precious science awards.

"Alcuin..." Nikola moaned, covering Alcuin's hand and pressing it a little firmer against his own arousal. Parting Alcuin's lips with his tongue, Nikola tightened his grip a little firmer twisting ever so slightly as he stroked Alcuin's cock. He wanted to watch him, he wanted to see him come undone. He wanted him.

Alcuin's eyes closed, his lips parted, his breath became erratic. Even as he pressed more firmly against Nikola's erection through his trousers, he felt his own body begin to tighten with arousal, a feeling he'd only ever known when he was pleasuring himself.

"Oh god," he whispered. "Oh god, Nikola, I think... I think I may..."

Nikola let Alcuin's hand go to slide around Alcuin's hips, pressing against his ass as he watched Alcuin. Rocking his hips forward against Alcuin's hand, Nikola brushed his lips against Alcuin's before pulling back to murmur in his ear.

"Do it, come for me Alcuin." Nikola murmured, sliding his hand up and down Alcuin's arousal faster as he tried to make him come. "Let go."

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