[A/N - Double update?? Who am I??]

"Anytime you want it, I'm ready and willing, gotta give it. I start to lick on your body, you go to trembling."
~Chris Brown, 'Wet The Bed'

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*Tutor's POV*

"You have to eat the heart of the one you love the most."

I feel the blood drain from my face. The person Fighter loves the most... I'm not going to feign ignorance and pretend I don't know what that would mean for him.

To become an immortal vampire, Fighter would have to kill me.

His grip on my waist tightens as he looks at me with pain-filled eyes. "That's why I pushed you away for so long. Yes, there was the threat of your father, but if that was the only issue, I probably still would have pursued you long ago. After witnessing the ritual, knowing I would one day be forced to kill the one I loved, I decided from that day that I would never fall in love. What I didn't plan on... was meeting you. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you that I would want you until the day I died. I hoped that if I kept my distance, you would be unaware of my existence, and my feelings would eventually fade. Obviously, I was a fool for thinking that was even possible. I was destined to love you."

A messy mixture of emotions swirl in my head as I process everything Fighter told me. My heart flutters whenever he says he loves me, but my stomach is clenching with fear. But he ran away over a decade ago, so would it be safe to assume Fighter won't have to complete the ritual? If his father hasn't found him by now, he most likely never will.

I cup his face, brushing our noses together. "And I was destined to love you, always. I am not afraid of your love for me, nor am I afraid of your father."

Fighter chuckles, but it's strained. "I'm happy you're not afraid of me, but my father isn't a threat to be taken lightly. Even so, I will do everything I can to protect you. And I know Saifah and Xan would too."

Smiling, I lightly peck his nose. "I know. Thank you, Fight. I will use all my power within the kingdom to keep your father from getting to you. He won't find us, I promise."

Fighter smiles and tilts his head up, and I lean down to meet him for a kiss. Our lips press together softly as we seal our promises. My fingers entangle in his dark hair as I deepen the kiss, parting his lips with my tongue. He moans instantly, wrapping his arms around me to press me flush against his body.

"Tor," he whispers against my lips.

"Let me take your mind off of everything for a bit. Hm?" I propose, slowly rolling my hips forward to grind on him.

Fighter whimpers as a response, bucking his prominent erection against me. With a triumphant grin, I capture his lips in a heated kiss, immediately shoving my tongue into his mouth and tasting every inch of him. His hands find my ass, kneading me there and making me moan into his mouth. Slipping his hands down the back of my pants, his fingers dig into my ass. I kiss him with a renewed ferocity, giving him everything I have.

Fighter shudders a groan before moving his lips down to my neck. My head falls back as I relish the feeling of his lips against my throat, tongue darting out every so often.

"Clothes. Off," Fighter grunts in between kisses. I stand for only a few seconds to discard my pants and underwear before yanking Fighter's underwear away. I'm about to climb back into his lap when an idea pops into my head, and I pause with a smile.

"Lean against the headboard," I order. Fighter gives me a quizzical look, but one stern look from me has him obeying without question.

Once he's situated, sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard, my heart leaps with glee as I head towards the closet. I rummage through my possessions before pulling out two items, bringing them to the bed.

"You're not allowed to use your super strength to break out of these," I warn him, clasping the handcuffs around his wrists and tethering him to the headboard. "If you break out of these without permission, we stop."

Fighter nods his head as he watches me in a daze, pupils blown with lust. I nestle in between his legs, licking my lips at the sight of his large erection leaking against his stomach. Dipping down, I flick my tongue out to taste his precum before wrapping my lips around the swollen head.

"Fuck," Fighter groans as I diligently suck on his tip, leaving the rest of his cock untouched. I'm careful not to touch his shaft, knowing this will only work if I stay focused on his tip.

"I want to try something. Is that okay?" I check with him. Fighter nods eagerly, and I reach into the bedside table to pull out the lube. I lift it up with a raised brow, expecting him to back out, but he doesn't. A blush rises to his cheeks as he bites his bottom lip and nods again, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Squirting the lube on my fingers, I warm it between my fingers before pressing my digits to the outside of his entrance. He pants, spreading his legs wider in a way that sends a thrill through me.

Wrapping my lips around his tip again, I slowly push one finger inside of him. A moan escapes him as I slowly pump my finger in and out of his hole, carefully stretching him. Although, what I have planned doesn't really require him to be stretched very much.

Still, I slip a second finger in to be safe. He pushes his hips back, wordlessly begging for more as I finger him slowly. Curling my fingers, I tap his prostate. His hips jolt as he moans loudly, and I suck his tip harder.

The cuffs clank as his arms strain with the desire to touch me, yet I can tell that he's restraining himself from breaking the short chains.

"Ngh, Tor!" He cries out, eyes flashing red. "I— ah! It feels w-weird! S-Something's c-coming!"

I smile around his cock, massaging his prostate mercilessly as I keep my lips solely around his tip. He mewls, his bucking as he tries to hold back what's about to happen.

"It's okay, baby," I tell him. "Let go."

Moving my head back, I rub my palm over his reddened tip as my fingers work his sweet spot. Tears form in Fighter's eyes as he reaches his limit.

"Tor!!" He screams right before streams of clear fluid spurts from his cock.

"Break them." The words barely leave my lips before Fighter snaps the chains on the cuffs, wrapping his arms around me to crush me to his chest. He buries his face in my neck, shuddering as tears of pleasure fall.

"Are you okay?" I murmur, holding him close and running my hands through his hair to soothe him.

"What was that?" Fighter asks breathlessly, his body still shivering.

"You squirted, baby," I inform him with a proud smile. "I'm so proud of you, Fight, you did so well."

He hums, resting his head against my chest as he begins to settle down. I press soft kisses to his forehead as I whisper tender words of love, rubbing my hands against his back.

"Was that okay? Did I push you too far?"

Fighter shakes his head against my chest. "It was... unexpected, but mind-blowing. I don't think I've experienced something of that intensity before. How did you know how to do that?"

I grin down at him. "Hwa might have snuck in a cell phone for me, so she can keep up on our relationship. I was able to look up the best way to make a man squirt, just in case I ever wanted to try it with you. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Enjoyed it would be an understatement," he laughs lightly. "I fucking loved it. Although, I was kind of expecting you to fuck me."

Humming, I tilt his head up to kiss his lips. "In due time," I whisper, to which Fighter shivers lightly with a small smile.

"I'm looking forward to it," Fighter responds, making my heart skip a beat. His eyes are gradually becoming heavy-lidded with exhaustion, and we sink down onto the mattress.

Fighter keeps his head against my chest, arm flung over my waist as our legs tangle together. I rest my cheek against the top of his head, letting myself fall to sleep with the man who holds every part of my heart and soul.

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*sizzle, sizzle*

Mama had to do THOROUGH research for this chapter lmao but it was worth it
(BTW - no, Fighter didn't pee. Male squirting is a real thing if you do it correctly)

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-Gumbie