make me bleed
Edward was leaning against a wall with a cigarette pressed between his lips. His eyes were scanning every individual out on the campus and he easily could spot the submissives from the dominants. It was like a game. He wanted to see which ones were flimsy and inexperienced while also looking for the innocent girls. While he was examining the world around him his eyes met with a familiar submissive. Claude.
He dropped the cigarette and stepped onto it, walking briskly, so that he could catch up with the man. He placed his arm around Claude and guided him towards an area that was secluded. While they were walking through the hallways, he smiled kindly, and gave friendly grins towards students passing by.
"Still interested in what we talked about before?" He murmured in his ear, guiding him through over towards the dominant dorms.
Despite the fact that Claude had promised himself he would wait a week before giving up hope, he had less of it every day. By the time Edward finally did approach him, Claude was genuinely surprised. Not just because he had convinced himself that Edward wasn't interested, which he had. The submissive was also physically surprised; he had been lost in thought and didn't see the dominant approach. Visibly startled, Claude blushed a little at what he was sure looked like nervousness and forced himself not to pull away from Edward. Unexpected physical touch made him slightly uncomfortable when it came from a fellow submissive, and deeply uncomfortable when it came from a dominant. It stemmed from personal discomfort with his own body, he knew, but being aware of the cause didn't seem to diminish the effect.
Claude did not have to think very hard - or at all - before answering Edward's question. "Yes, very interested, sir," he replied in a soft voice. He couldn't help but notice where they were walking, and hoped Edward was going to give him what he craved.
