Hey guys. I'm really sorry for not updating for a long while... I just started the uni a week or so ago and my life is just so damn busy right now. my uni is 2 hours away from my house and I have to get up at 5:30 am to go to uni! Usually I come home around 9:00 pm or so and I just don't have time to use my comp any more... I only can use it on weekends... well, only sunday 'cause I have classes on saturdays too... I already hate the uni! I don't really know when I can update the next chap but I'll do my best! so please keep reading this fic!
HUGE THANKS for my sweet beta, Nicole!
My Private Tutor
CHAPTER 11
Angelus and William emerged from Wolfram & Hart twenty minutes later, followed by a clerk that was weighted down with loads of shopping bags. Angelus had purchased more clothes for William than the tutor now had in his closet. All of the clothes were the finest possible, including Armani suits, tight leather pants and silk shirts, and they were so expensive that the blonde tutor could not have bought one item separately. But Angelus had bought them as if he were shopping in a dollar store. William had stared at the brunette with a horrified expression on his features. He had told Angelus that he did not need that many clothes more times than he could count but the younger boy did not even try to listen. Angelus had silenced his boyfriend with a tender kiss each time William had tried to complain his behavior.
William was now in an expensive, dark gray suit and a silk, navy shirt, which Angelus had purchased for him. The younger boy's arm was wrapped around the blonde tutor's waist protectively. They walked to the limousine parked just outside the Wolfram & Hart building.
They got in the car and drove for about fifteen minutes. When they got out of the limousine, William found himself standing in front of a huge, white, European house. The house was built in a large park and he was impressed by the beautiful scenery surrounding him. The house was surrounded by lots of trees.
Angelus stole a quick kiss from the amazed blonde and strode along the path to the house. The soft kiss got William's attention and he quickly followed the younger boy, blushing shyly. The tutor could not help but stare at the graceful, yet strong body of the other boy. Even under the layers of his suit, William could see how muscular the brunette was. He moved his eyes from Angelus' lean, long legs to his strong back, then to his broad shoulder. The brunette's body was just perfectly magnificent, he thought.
The older blonde's attention was so focused on the brunette guy walking in front of him that he did not notice the steps in front of the house. When he did notice them, it was too late. He tripped and fell down, facing the concrete steps. 'Oh God!' he screamed in his mind and shut his eyes tightly, waiting for his head to hit the hard steps in any seconds.
But the moment never came.
William slowly opened his eyes and saw the hard concrete was about ten centimeters away from his face. He blinked several times and wondered why he did not hit the steps. When he recovered from the slight state of panic he had been in, he could feel a strong arm encircling his waist, which prevented him from falling down. He felt another arm slip around him and bring his body up. When he stood on his own legs, he looked up only to see Angelus' chocolate eyes gazing at him, with his arms still embracing the smaller boy.
The older boy's cheeks turned slightly red from embarrassment and he murmured a shy "thank you," looking the brunette in the eyes.
Smiling sweetly, Angelus ruffled the blonde's curls gently and planted a soft kiss on his forehead. Then he leaned in to whisper into the other boy's ear, his smile now replaced with an evil smirk, "Ah... William, I guess my boy needs to be held all the time. He can't even walk straight without me holding him."
William blushed a brighter red and tried to hide his face by pressing it against the other man's shoulder.
The younger brunette smirked wider and placed his hand on the nape of the blonde's neck, caressing the soft skin teasingly. He whispered again to him in a husky, deep voice, "Or do you want me to carry you like a baby? I really don't mind it though. You're my baby anyway. It's my job to take care of my baby, my William."
A soft whimper escaped the blonde's mouth but it was muffled by Angelus' hard chest. 'God. His baby. He said I'm his baby... I thought he was just calling me by pet names. But he really thinks I'm his baby. Then what does that make him? My daddy?' The last thought made his face even more red and awakened his member.
Angelus tried so hard to suppress a laugh and rested his head on the blonde's shoulder. But he could not help bursting out laughing. He saw William looking at him with confused, innocent, blue eyes so he planted a hard, quick kiss on his full lips. The laughing brunette said, "You know you're damn cute when you blush in embarrassment and try to hide your face from me, baby."
That did not help the red blush on William's face. He turned around, not wanting to face the younger brunette. Strong arms sneaked their ways around his small waist. He could feel Angelus' muscular torso pressed against his back.
Angelus placed his chin on the blonde's shoulder and murmured softly near his ear, "Hey, William. Don't get angry, baby. You're just so adorable. I can't help it."
"I'm not angry, Angelus," William muttered. 'How could I ever be angry with him?' he wondered and leaned into the brunette's strong hold. Before he knew it, he highly ran his fingertips in a circular motion on the back of the brunette's hand. What he really wanted to do right now was to place his own hands on the other boy's bigger ones and entangle their fingers. He was beginning to be sure that this was where he wanted to be. There was nowhere he would rather be than in Angelus' arms.
Angelus felt a shiver run through his spine at the smaller boy's faint yet sensual touches. He was dying to feel those light fingers on his naked skin, preferably on his member. Just imagining William touching his rock-hard cock in a soft caress and blushing shyly could get him off now. And there was that leather collar. The brunette was completely sure that he would have a sleepless night with his own fist tonight.
"Then, why don't you look at me?" Angelus asked with a little sigh, perfectly succeeding in not showing any emotion to the blonde's small action. He cupped the other boy's cheek with his big hand and turned his face around so that those azure orbs could meet his chocolate ones. Angelus saw the blonde's cheeks were still colored red and asked casually, "Just embarrassed, huh?"
William nodded his head slightly. He looked everywhere but at the younger boy's face. He just could not let any more embarrassing words slip out of his mouth. He had called the other boy 'Master' a couple of times and he was quite sure that if he did not concentrate on what he was saying, the word 'Daddy' would easily slip out of his lips. As comfortable as he felt by being the other boy's arms, William wanted to get out of them before he did anything stupid. So he glanced at the white house they had been heading toward and said, "Please let's get inside. I'm getting a little cold out here."
Angelus looked at the blonde, slightly confused because William had never commanded or ordered him around before. But he decided to just let it go since it was actually getting colder. He moved away his hand, which was cupping the older boy's cheek, but did not have any intention to slip his other arm off of the other boy's slim waist.
"Then come on," the brunette said casually and started to walk toward the house again.
William walked beside the younger boy. He was actually really grateful that Angelus kept his arm around him. Maybe it did not mean a lot to the brunette, but to William it was the proof that the boy with an angelic face and a god-like body protected him. The feeling warmed and melted his heart.
Inside, the European house was so beautiful. A huge chandelier was hanging from the ceiling of the entrance hall. The floor was marble and red carpets covered some of the floor. The walls were white and some gold lines were drawn over them in a pattern. And there were some expensive-looking pictures hanging on the walls. William could do nothing but stare at them in awe.
There were several well-dressed people lining at the marble staircase in the back of the main hall. A couple of old men in tuxedos, standing at the bottom step of the staircase, were holding opened folders in their hands and checking them. Ignoring the line of people, Angelus led the amazed blonde to one of the men in tuxedos and said a bit more politely than usual, "Hello, Roland."
The old man looked up from the file he was reading and saw Angelus O'Connor standing there. He said with a bright smile, "Hello, Mr. Angelus. We've been waiting for you, sir."
William just stood there next to Angelus, still stunned by the gorgeous house and people there while the younger boy talked to the well-dressed man. There were a couple of young guys he was sure he had seen at Hyperion, though he could not remember their names. Those students were all eyeing him and Angelus, whispering to each another.
The blonde heard the old man say, "Yes, certainly, sir. We reserved the table with the best view. Please go upstairs and take a right turn. A waiter will be with you, shortly."
Angelus nodded lightly at the man and tightened his hold around the smaller blonde slightly. Then they walked upstairs as the man had told them.
The upstairs floor was also decorated with expensive furniture and paintings. There was a waiter in his mid-thirties at the doors of the restaurant, and he led the couple to the back of the huge establishment. Some people were already seated at the tables there and they all glanced at the couple when they passed by.
When they reached a table in front of a huge window, the waiter stopped and stood next to it. Angelus led William to one of the two chairs there and pulled it from behind when he let go of his hold on the blonde. William blushed shyly and sat down on the chair. The brunette teen gave him a soft peck on his temple and walked to sit on his own chair. William shyly smiled at the younger boy.
The waiter handed both of them the menu of the course dinner and explained everything to them courteously. Then he handed Angelus a list of drinks. The brunette boy quickly glanced at it and handed back the menu, saying, "Can we have a bottle of the finest red wine you have?"
"Certainly, sir," the waiter said, taking the menu from the brunette's hand and went to what seemed to be the kitchen to retrieve what he had ordered.
William looked out the window and was again amazed by the beautiful view. There was a small lake just outside the house and tall trees were surrounding it from behind. With a childlike smile, he turned his head back to see the brunette.
Angelus gave William an affectionate squeeze on his hand on the table and asked, "So, you like this place?"
"Yes! It's so beautiful and amazing! I didn't know we had a place like this, just fifteen minutes away from downtown," William answered with his azure orbs shining brightly.
"I knew you'd like it here. Not only does it have the best view, but it also has great food," Angelus said, caressing the back of the older boy's hand.
After a couple of minutes, the waiter walked back to the table with a cart that carried a bottle of wine in a bottle cooler and two wine glasses. He placed each glass in front of the two customers and opened the wine bottle with a pop. He poured some wine into the brunette's glass.
Angelus picked the glass up and tasted it. "It's good," he said, giving a small nod at the waiter.
The waiter smiled lightly and poured some wine into the blonde's glass too before William could decline it. He had had more alcohol than he ever had in his life the previous night and he was not really looking forward to having any more for at least a month. It was clearly not the best idea to get drunk and lose his mind again.
The waiter placed the bottle back in the cooler and left for the kitchen again, leaving the cart just beside the table.
Angelus raised the hand that held the wine glass and motioned for the blonde to do the same. William picked his glass up and imitated the other boy's movement. The brunette said, gazing straight into the crystal blue eyes, "To our first date as boyfriends." With that, he tilted his glass slightly and brought it to his lips, then sipped a small amount, enjoying the taste.
William did the same, blushing scarlet, but he drank only a tiny sip. The strong taste of alcohol and grape spread in his mouth. It tasted a lot different from the cheap wines he had drank occasionally. It was much easier to drink and he was quite sure that he could drink a couple of glasses of the wine easily even though he was not much of a drinker.
"This is really nice stuff. I have to get someone to get some to my house," Angelus said, sipping more of the wine.
"Ah... can I ask you something, Angelus?" William asked hesitantly, placing his glass on the table.
"Sure, baby," the brunette said, smiling sweetly.
"How can you get alcohol? I mean, people know about you so that means they know you're underage. But they still serve you alcohol. Isn't it illegal to sell or serve alcohol to underage kids?" William asked uneasily. He had been wondering since he first had seen Angelus drink at home and in public with everyone not seeming to care.
Angelus chuckled lightly and said firmly, "'Cause they know who I am, William. They know they'll find themselves out of work before they say no to me. There's no one who comes up against me in LA or in this whole damned country for that matter, baby. You can do practically anything you want whenever you're with me, too, boy."
"Ah... I see. I thought Mr. O'Connor didn't mind you drinking and all," the blonde said, shrugging casually. It was a little bit stupid of him to think like that. He had never met Mr. Fergus O'Connor personally but had heard a couple of rumors that he was one of the most cold, vicious men on the earth and a strict, religious, Irish Catholic. Come to think of it, there was no way Mr. O'Connor would kindly let his underage son drink. That brought William to a huge question; did Mr. O'Connor know that Angelus is bi and sleeping around with a bunch of girls and boys?
"Like hell he wouldn't," Angelus said sarcastically. It was not like his father did not know about his drinking and he told countless times his son to quit. Angelus just did not give a damn about what his father said and kept drinking and smoking. "I just don't give a fuck about what he says. It's my life and he should just mind his own business."
"But he's your father. He's got the right and responsibility to look after you," William said, looking at the brunette sadly.
"No, he doesn't. I just don't fucking care about him. He lost every right to tell me what to do when he chose fucking job over the family," Angelus stated firmly with an edge in his harsh voice.
The blonde easily could see the obvious hatred in Angelus' voice for Fergus O'Connor. He could not help but wonder what made the brunette act like that toward his own father. He said in a depressed voice, "I have no memory of my dad. He left me and my mom when I was only two. So I think having a father, even though he isn't the best father, is much better than not having him at all"
There were clear sadness and loneliness in the blue orbs. Angelus did not believe William was right because he knew there were some people who should never have had their own children... like his father. Some people were better off without their parents. But he did not say that aloud for William's sake. He had no intention of hurting the boy by saying something stupid.
The waiter came to the couple's table, carrying dishes of hors d'oeuvre. He placed the dishes in front of each of them. "These are the today's hors d'oeuvre, sir," he said politely and started to explain each food on the dish. After finishing that, the waiter left the table.
There were six kinds of hors d'oeuvre on the beautiful plate. William did not know which one to start eating first. He had been raised in a not-so-wealthy family so he had never eaten at any place like this. He did not know which fork and knife to use either. He looked up at the brunette in front of him uncomfortably.
Angelus noticed the blonde's unease and assured him in a sweet voice, "William, you don't have to try to be polite. You can just eat whatever you want and however you like. Just don't give a damn about anyone. No one will dare to tell you what to do."
William smiled shyly and blushed a slight red. Those sweet words the younger boy said always put a smile on his face and made his heart warm. He saw Angelus pick up the outer fork and knife and he did just like the other boy did. It was grateful that Angelus told him not to mind other people but he did not want to be rude or ill-mannered. Above all, he did not want to embarrass the younger brunette.
The blonde slowly picked one of the dishes from the plate and brought the fork to his lips. He popped the food into his mouth and chewed slowly. It tasted nothing he had ever tasted and was just wonderful. His face turned into a huge, childlike smile and he said in an amazed voice, "My god! This thing tastes so great. Never had eaten anything like this. So good."
The huge smile of the blonde boy made Angelus' heart skip. He smiled sweetly and said softly, "That's sautéed lobster and scallop. I'm glad you like it, William. You know, I love seeing you smile like that. You're damn cute and adorable when you smile, baby."
William's cheeks flashed crimson instantly when he heard the brunette boy's words. He shyly mumbled under his breath, "Thank you." He loved hearing Angelus calling him cute and adorable. That made him feel warm and loved.
The dinner went on without any big incidents. Angelus decided not to bother the older boy by touching or embarrassing him in front of other customers. Both of them were satisfied with the food and the drink, especially William. He enjoyed the food very much and happily ate all the served dishes even though he did not usually eat that much. Angelus was surprised to find how much of food the small blonde boy could eat but was pleased to see him smiling happily. Before finishing the main dish, Angelus had several more glasses of wine and William drank only two glasses. But the blonde was feeling a little bit drunk and fizzy. The view was getting kind of a blur and could feel inside his head swinging slightly.
When the blonde stretched his arm to reach for his water glass, he accidentally tripped his wine glass over and the red liquid spread over the table and ran down. The blonde quickly stood up but the wine made an obvious stain on his suit. In a slight panic, he repeated mumbling, "Oh god, I'm sorry," and tried to wipe the stain off from the tablecloth with the napkin he had.
Angelus stood up from the seat and walked over to the other boy quickly, saying sweetly, "William, baby, it's alright." He stilled the upset boy's arm and embraced him in a gentle hug, planting a soft, assuring kiss on his temple.
"But... I made a huge mess and god. I so screwed everything up," William said with panic in his voice. He could feel all people in the restaurant eyeing at him and felt so ashamed of himself. 'Why do I always have to mess everything up? I'm such a stupid git. God, I hope Angelus forgive me for embarrassing him in front of these many people.'
Angelus made William shut up by kissing the blonde's slightly trembling, full lips. He ran his fingers through the golden curls and petted the blonde's head tenderly with a lot of affection and reassurance, murmuring gently, "Baby boy, don't worry. It's ok. You didn't screw it up, little one. Just don't worry."
"Is everything alright, sir?" a couple of waiters walked up to the couple in hurry and asked politely, glancing around the table.
Angelus averted his eyes from his boyfriend and looked at the waiters standing near them. He said in a calm, reserved voice, "We knocked the wine glass. You mind cleaning this up?" He did not let go of the blonde boy from his embrace.
"Most certainly not, sir. There are also some tables we can prepare soon, sir," the oldest of the waiters said and gave some signs to the other waiters. Then he turned back to the couple again and said, "Please follow me this way, sir."
Still circling the older boy's waist with his arm closely, Angelus followed the waiter. To assure the other boy, he again placed a quick, soft kiss on his temple, without caring the other customers who were eyeing at them. William was so thankful for the brunette's sweet action. He walked next to the younger boy closely, holding the hem of the brunette's suit coat in a fair grip. He looked down at the floor and tried not to look anyone in the restaurant because he was too embarrassed and ashamed of making such a big scene in public.
When they reached an empty table not far from the last one, Angelus felt the blonde boy tugging his suit a little bit stronger and turned his head to look at him. He then asked kindly, "What's wrong?"
"I... I made a mess on this suit too. Angelus, I'm so sorry. You just bought it for me but I already messed it," William said, looking so ashamed and apologetically. The tears were threatening to fall from the blue eyes. He was so sure that the other boy might be sick of looking after a stupid git like himself and he could not blame that on the brunette. Angelus had every right to get angry and leave him right there and then.
"It's nothing big, William. I'll buy you a new one or I'll even buy you the whole store if you want, baby. So just don't worry," the younger brunette assured sweetly, giving the blonde a tighter hug.
William could not help what the other boy was saying. 'How can he be so sweet and caring to someone like me?' he wondered. A small smile appeared on his feature and he said in a soft murmur, "Thank you, Angelus. You're so sweet."
Angelus smiled back sweetly at the older boy and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. But his inner face was smirking wickedly. He could feel the other boy's behavioral changes in these couple of days. He was sure that he would get William completely soon. With only a little more sweet words and action, he would have the virgin tight ass finally.
Not knowing what the other boy was truly thinking, William smiled so innocently and looked down at his own ruined suit. Then he sighed lightly and said, "Uh… can I go to the restroom? I think I should try to get this stain out before it gets too late. It won't take long."
"Sure, go ahead. Or do you want me to come along?" Angelus asked kindly, gazing straight at the crystal blue orbs.
William thought whether he should ask the brunette to come along or not. To be honest, he really did not fancy being separated with him even for a couple of minutes but he had troubled him enough times today and did not want to be seen as too needy. So he answered little hesitantly, "No thanks. I'm ok on my own. I'll be back soon." With that he walked toward the restroom in the way back of the restaurant, trying his best to ignore the eyes from the other customers.
William reached at the restroom and put his hand on the doorknob to open the door. But he stopped in his stance when he heard someone in the restroom say the name "the master". He had no intention to eavesdrop the conversation but he could not help but wonder what about Angelus these guys were talking. So he just stood there behind the door and stayed quiet.
William heard a young man's voice say, "Oh fuck, the master was damn hot and gorgeous. Did you guys see his smile too?"
"Oh yeah, Riley. He was fucking hot as always. So glad we came here tonight instead of taking the chicks to the new restaurant at outside of the town."
William noticed the name and he now knew who were in the restroom. Riley Finn was the guy he had seen earlier at the staircase today. He and Riley had the same Psychology class this year though they did not talk at all in the class. Riley was one of the popular students in the school and did not even pay attention to people like William.
"Speaking of sluts, Graham, who's that little geeky slut with the master? I've never seen him around here. Is he the master's new, little bitch to fuck around with?"
Then another voice was heard, "I didn't know the master had a thing for a geek."
"Forrest, are you damn stupid? There's just no way he likes that geeky bitch. You looked at him, right? What's with that stupid hair and slut face? I mean, he was giving the master this face that says 'oh fuck me here. I'm your bitch.' Fuck, I can't think of why the master's hanging out with someone like him!"
"Take it easy, Riley. It's not like the master is serious about that bitch. I mean he's just like other bitches he keeps around. He'll dump the bitch as soon as he gets tired of him, which will be pretty soon."
"That's true, Graham. You know, the bitch must have a tight ass and an experienced mouth. Or else, why would the master want him? I bet he's throwing his body at anyone who looks at him. Fucking dirty bitch!"
"Oh yeah, fucking bitch."
All of them sniggered slyly and burst out laughing.
William had never felt so violated and hurt in his life. 'How can they be so mean? They know nothing about me. Why could they even say something like that?' he wondered, looking down at the floor. His vision was getting blur and could feel the back of his eyes starting to get hot. His lips trembled and he bit his lower lip to keep tears from falling out of his eyes. He did not want to be a cry baby but those guys' words echoed in his little head again and again. "Fucking dirty bitch."
Big drops of tears fell from his eyes and ran down his cheeks making wet trails. He quickly wiped the tears off his face using the back of his hands, not wanting to be seen crying like a baby by some people. It did not matter how many times he wiped the tears off, they just never seemed to stop. He could do nothing but stand there and let the tears stream down.
After a couple of minutes, William heard a movement in the restroom and in a slight panic, he tried to find somewhere to hide. But he could not see anywhere around him so he quickly wiped the tears away and hurried back to the table where Angelus was waiting.
Angelus looked up at the blonde when he felt the boy coming back hurriedly and taking the seat on the other side of the table. He noticed the other boys' azure eyes were bloodshot and swelling around his eyes. It was obvious the William had been crying. A small frown appeared on the brunette boy's face and he wondered what the hell was going on. He reached his arm to the other boy and stroked the tear trailed cheek tenderly and asked gently, "William? What happened?"
William closed his eyes tightly to prevent himself from shedding tears again. He wondered if he should tell the other boy what Riley and his friends had said but he just wanted to forget that ever happened. He quickly made a huge smile on his face and looked up at the brunette boy as if nothing was wrong. He then said innocently, "What? Nothing. Nothing is wrong, Angelus."
"You sure, baby?" Angelus asked sternly, studying the blonde's expression. He could easily guess something was definitely wrong with him but he could also sense the blonde was trying so hard to hide the fact. He normally hated being lied by some people but he did not want to confront the other boy here and make a big scene.
"Yes. I'm just kind of tired. Can't we go now?" William said, still smiling innocently. He just wanted to get out of this place and as far away from those guys as possible. He prayed mentally that Angelus would not notice that he was lying.
Even though he knew the blonde's obvious lie, Angelus decided to let it go for now. He made sure to himself that he would ask the older boy what was wrong later, in more private place. He was completely aware that the blonde would not open himself in public yet and he did not want to push him too hard. He stood up from the seat and said lightly, "Alright, baby. Come on. We're heading home now."
William sighed in relief and thanked whatever god who had listened to his prayer. He quickly stood up from his chair and walked to the younger boy. When he felt the brunette circle his arm around his waist, he leaned to the muscular body closer and rested his head on his shoulder, with his fist gripping the hem of the brunette's shirt tightly.
Angelus was surprised by the blonde's behavior and gazed at the boy. William looked as if he was terrified and just so scared. He could feel anger building inside him, 'What the fuck happened in the restroom? I shouldn't have let him go alone. Oh fuck. I'll find out what happened to him and when I find out if anyone had hurt him, I'll fucking kill them for hurting what's mine! No one fucks with my boy!' He tightened the hold protectively.
The blonde felt really safe and loved in the brunette's strong hold. 'Don't let me go, Angelus. Please, just hold me forever.'
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