Being saved by Ivan is a vexing affair, but Till can't help touching himself at the memory of his shadow falling on those bullies and the way he watched Till this morning in the cafeteria. The stench of sweat from the last shirt he stole should be revolting, but he imagines Ivan on him, eyes taunting before the evidence Till is masturbating to him, and he arches off the bed, hips snapping, Ivan's name a half groan climbing his throat. A few spurts dirt the fabric and he flushes at their mingling scents, drapes an arm on his forehead.
Knows he could have this if he just asks, but will never give Ivan the satisfaction. He halts the recording on his calming breath, takes a photo of the ruined shirt, careful to show the damp spots that are proof of what he did, then uses his anonymous instagram account to send it all to Ivan before throwing his phone at the foot of his bed and hiding a grimace under his wrist.
The next day, he ignores obsidian eyes burning holes against his nape, and when Ivan conversationally stops him on campus, Till brushes him off as aggressively as always.
Ivan's steel control shows its cracks in moments like these—when both know it's Till sending him those things but Till denies, insulting him and saying he has too much to study to entertain a jock like that. "And what, should I give you an excuse to bully me like your friends do?"
A delicious shiver runs down his spine when Ivan somehow manages to invade his space without moving, his size all Till can see as Ivan lowers his chin to meet his gaze, licking his lips—teal eyes dart down, then up again. "Bullying you like they do is the last thing on my mind."
"Dont tell me mocking my math skills is enough for you?"
"I like that you are terrible at math."
Till snorts. "Do you get off on that?"
"You'd be a worse freak than I thought."
Conversations like this are dangerous. Till pushes him and goes, not looking back—but he knows what he'll do once he is home. Perhaps, for their next tutoring session, Till could pretend to go to the bathroom and hide his treasure chest under his bed—let Ivan find it and think he is so clever, have the confirmation he is looking for...
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