A/N: So, hey. Guess who started writing this again. I must admit that the reason it took me so long to get back to this story is that I honestly lost my direction. I had no clue where to take this story. Now, after deliberating, I think I know. Do enjoy and tell me what you think!

Eli hates to admit it, but Pond looks decent up close. Decent. Maybe above decent. Above average if he were to push it beyond that. He's good to put it mild.

Fine, Pond is hot.

But that is despite the point. At this moment, where their bodies were pressed entirely too close and Eli was staring up at the older teen, he wondered:.

Why did this man pull him into this hot closet?

"What is there to talk about?" Eli replied.

Pond's lips pressed together briefly. "Don't act like you don't remember."

"Believe me. I try."

Pond's nose pulls with his scoff. Taking a pull, he hoisted Eli's head to his own. Lips barely touched, and eyes widened. Eli could almost smell the cool, icy scented body spray that coated his skin. He never knew his hair curled that way. He didn't know it curled at all. Yet, there it was, curled in gentle curve at the base of his neck.

Long, slender fingers wrap themselves around his back, and waist before finally slipping to his hips. The hand cups the firm muscle that was framed beautifully in the soccer pants.

'Wait a damn minute.'

Eli breaks free of Ponds hold on him. His hand waved and connected a futile slap to the left side of Pond's pale cheek. Pond's head wheels with the motion, but eyes turn and train back to the young black boy.

He can't be seriously smirking after that?

"Get to the point, Suckadick. You're getting on my damn nerves."

"Is that the only thing that I'm getting on?"

Eli's eyes narrowed. "Pond..." he lowered.

The Thai male held a hand to the other's chest. "Calm down. I actually had serious business to discuss with you."

"Then get to it." Eli snapped.

Pond breathed off. "What happened the other day, at the cafe, it was something."

"Something else. You are lucky I didn't fucking report your ass."

"Yeah thanks." Pond replied dryly. "What I mean is, you can't deny that we had something going on."

No..The man couldn't possibly be thinking of. Eli's mind was going before the living body of water could finish his long speech, which he was sure took him time to prepare. His mind was going before his mouth could speak. His ears open up again. They listened just long enough o hear the vital, key information that confirmed his speculations.

"We should..."

"No..."

Pond quirks an eyebrow. "What do you mean, no?"

"I'm not dating your ass." Eli replied.

Pond blinked. He blinks again. His lips quirked up at the corners. His pale pink lips stretched into a smile. Soon, the whole teenager's body was rattling with laughter. His arms stretched across his abdomen as he barely contained himself.

Eli's not embarrassed. He's not really. He just really wanted to leave the closet, that's all. Kill him for not wanting to hear the older male's laughter echo around the walls of the tight room.

"No wait." Pond reached. His tall frame draping in front of Eli's body. His hand behind him, as he gripped the golden knob of the door from being pushed, turned.

"I'm sure you have had a good enough laugh. Find some else to torment."

"If you would listen, you would know that, you are not far off."

Eli stared at Pond for a beat.

"I want you to be my dom."

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What did he say?

"Excuse me, but,what the fuck is that?" Eli questioned.

A dom? Domino?

"A dom, as in dominate. You never heard of BDSM before?" Pond questioned.

Eli scoffed. "Yes...I sat through the rambling of the back row folk of French class. It's with the fucking whips and chains and shit."

"In some ways, yes. But it's not just that. It's a whole intricate system that" Pond stared around the room. "That can't be easily explained from within a closet."

"Man, you are crazier than I thought." Eli muttered.

"Yet, you are still here."

Eli rolled his eyes. "Your holding the door, smartass."

Pond looks between the door and Eli. His dark eyes flickered with a hint of something just below the inky black surface. His lips touched just barely before he leans back and let's the knob release from his grasp.

"If you don't want to, it's fine. You can walk right out of that door." Pond gazes intensely. Even through the dim light of the small space, he could see the prying look he gave him. Lips tensed, back straightened, and arms tucked behind his back. "But, if you are interested,. If you felt something that day,. Even just out of curiosity. Don't touch that door."

Don't touch that door? Yeah right. Eli doesn't have to stand and listen to this. Indulge in the Asian male's insane theory. A fetish of some sort, no doubt. He's crazy, which is what he thinks he is. A crazy man who loves to tempt Eli over the edge. It makes him blow beyond compare.

Yet, the door knob remained untouched. Feet are planted firmly into the ground like an old oak tree. Arms coming to his own chest. Crossed and his eyes glowing with the same defiant look that has remained in his eyes since he was small. Pond's brows are unfurrowed.

"Does a dominant get to fuck you?"

Pond's posture wavered. Eli smirked. Taking the smallest step forward, he pressed Pond against the cold cement wall. Despite the obvious size difference, Eli took advantage of the fact that Pond was just so...him. His hands bunch to the fabric of the older male's jersey. Its silken like fabric creates a tight knot.

"What?" Pond managed to whisper out.

Eli's eyes flickered down. The small lines of sweat rolled slowly off his chest and down into the fabric. Either the heat from around him is getting to him or, Eli's eyes drift to the shorts that are staring back at him, and he is about to get all of his answers.

"I don't like repeating myself, Bunny~." Eli slowed his voice. Each word is agnostically drawn out down to a reverb. "Does a dominant..." His breath grazed the sensitive, heated skin. It was red under his hold.

"Get to fuck his submissive?"

"Its...its more than that." Pond said. "Lot's more."

"Then I think, Mr. Suckadick. I would suggest you start explaining yourself."

The knot tightens. He motioned forward on impulse.

"Not here. After practice."

Eli smiled. As quick as the action was, it was gone. Eli turned on the ball of his heel. The door opened.

"Your place, then." Eli said. "See you later, Bunny!"

His laughter rang through the halls.