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Welcome to Atlantis Academy! (Lia && Chokuro)

The night hadn't gone how they'd wanted, but it was nice nonetheless. Mosi had enjoyed himself and had found himself not really wanting to leave. But that was just silly! This was Tomias' son, and there was no way that he could be falling for him. The male said goodnight and left the house, trying to convince himself of that.

The next few weeks were much of the same, though they hadn't spent time together outside of school since that night. It was still nice to have the occasional lunch with Ambrose, though.
 
Ambrose made his way through the halls. A pink already tinting to his cheeks as he did so. He chewed his lip and moved over to Mosi's office. Peaking inside, he smiled with a little knock to let the other know he was there. Moving into the room, he fussed a bit more with the bottom of his shirt. "Mosi... I need to speak with you." He stated and then took a few more steps to the man in front of him. His heart racing while his mind went berserk over how easily the other could crush his little heart.
 
Looking up from his desk, Mosi smiled and nodded at Ambrose's request to peak with him. "Come in." He saw the blush in the teen's cheek and had a good idea of what was coming. The pink haired man stood and closed the door behind the other male, careful to leave a bit of room in between the two of them, just in case. While he knew he had building feelings, Ambrose was still only thirteen years old.
 
Ambrose looked up at him and smiled lightly. Taking in a deep breath, he straightened up his form, despite the utter urge to just crumble in on himself and run away. "I ... am not sure how to-- so I'll just -- I think I'm in love with you." He bit his lip, bracing himself for the worst and to be told he was too young. he was his teacher. They were - technically - related. The thousands of excuses that there were and he knew them. He just ... could not go without trying.
 
He'd seen it coming, really. The older male sighed softly and bent to kiss Ambrose's cheek softly before sitting in one of the chairs that was across from his own. Mosi tugged the other male down into his lap, glad that his office had no windows other than the frosted one on his door. "You're very young, Ambrose."
 
Ambrose squeaked lightly when he was pulled onto the other's lap. Looking up at him, his eyes ever so pathetic as he did so. He knew that he was young. He was only thirteen. And he knew that it was silly to confess to a man... whom he did not even know the age of. But he could not go on and just let it fester any longer. It was driving him insane to not tell him. "I know." he whispered, eyes instantly to his lap and blushing a little more. 'but ... I just. .. I had to say it."
 
"I'm just...concerned that you're so young because most teens your age aren't sure of the definition of love." Mosi was concerned that this was a phase and that as soon as Ambrose figured out what love really was to him, he would be gone and off to another boy closer to his own age and who wanted the same things that he did. And Mosi didn't want to allow himself to admit his feelings if that was what was going to happen.
 
Ambrose blinked a few times. He stared at him for a moment before his brows furrowed. "Not like Mom. Not sex. I ... love spending time with you. I can't envision my life without you. I get butterflies whenever I even think of seeing you. I ... I don't want anyone else to be near you. I do not like it when others are so close to you and I'm not. It ... It makes my heart hurt." his hand lifted to rub at his chest, where currently, there was quite the ache there.
 
"I wasn't insinuating that you were after only sex," he chuckled softly. "If you were, I'd have kicked you out of this office before you opened your mouth." He sighed and let the thoughts run through his head. He wasn't opposed to a relationship-his parents had dated despite their large age difference and their status as student and teacher-but if he was honest, Mosi was worried that sooner or later, sex would come into play. And sex with a thirteen year old (or fourteen, or fifteen even!) was not something he was okay with. He voiced his thoughts, very carefully.
 
Ambrose looked up at the other and shook his head a little bit more. "I'm only thirteen. Why would I need sex?" he stated, pulling back to look down at him with interest. "That's what jerking off is for, isn't it? There are plenty of people who go well into their twenties and thirties without sex." He sighed softly and sunk a little bit more toward the man. "Sex ... is not what I want, Mosi. I just ... I want to date you and take it slowly. If it comes to the point where I want sex, or whatever else, I will not ... be forceful. And ... make sure it's not too illegal."
 
Mosi scanned for any hint of deception. When he found none, he nodded and kissed Ambrose's cheek once more. "Very well. After we speak to your father." While he had no problems with it, Tomias and Nikkos needed to not have an issue with their dating, too. And Mosi was going to do the right thing and have a discussion rather than try to hide their relationship, which would come out into the open sooner or later. "We have to be very careful at school." It wouldn't do to have other students crying unfairness and favoritism.
 
Ambrose nodded a few times to the other's words. It made sense. He did not want to get in trouble. Didn't want Mosi to get in trouble. While he doubted his job was at stake - his father was one of the higher-ups - he did not want the law involved. And he did not really want other students to get upset too. He took in a deep breath and relaxed against the other's form. Phew. That went a lot smoother than he envisioned. "Okay..."
 
Ambrose's lips poked out into quite the pathetic little pout as he looked up at the other. "I'm not like my father!" he protested, not even realizing that he had wound up reading the other's mind. He honestly hadn't. He thought that it was a comment about him being, well, his father's child. Suuure. He had the same sex drive as him and urges, but he was much better at hiding it. Andn ot giving into his carnal urges. No matter how nice it would be. He was only thirteen. Course, by this point, Tomias had been quite the ... Tomias at that point.
 
Mosi snorted a little, noticing the fact that Ambrose had read his mind. "I think you're more like your father than you think." He shook his head and sat back at his desk to finish his work before lunch. "I'll see you at lunch, Ambrose." The pink-haired male gave the younger man a wink and then returned his mind to his work. He was amused, really, at the show of likeness. And, after thinking about it for an hour or so, Mosi made his way down to Tomias' office and invited him to lunch with them at a local little cafe.
 
Ambrose giggled happily and nodded to the other's words. He was far too happy right now. Everything was just going fantastically. It honestly was. He bounced a little bit and moved through the halls on his way to meet Mosi for lunch. Yes. He was very excited for their little unofficial date. It was going to be great. Honestly, it was. He smiled happily and gave a little knock on the door before poking his head inside. "Ready?"
 
Looking up, Mosi nodded. "Your father is going to meet us to talk." While he knew that Ambrose was looking forward to a pseudo-date, Mosi wasn't entirely comfortable with one without Tomias having knowledge of their relationship and how it was changing. The older male stood up and met Ambrose at the door, pressing a quick kiss to the top of his head. "We'll have lunch together without him next week."
 
Ambrose's features dropped. The smile he had been wearing gone almost instantly. He did not like that option. He did not like it at all. He could accept it, but that did not make this any better. He fussed with the bottom of his shirt and he pouted a little bit more. "Okay." He whispered softly, lashes fluttering against his cheeks and he kept his eyes to the male that was in front of him. "That's all right. You owe me a nicer date. A real one."
 
He nodded. "After your father is aware, then yes. I will take you on a proper date." Mosi wanted to be more affectionate but there were now students milling around the hallways. "Lets go meet your father." The pink-haired man guided Ambrose out of his office and down towards the parking lot. Once more, he opened the door of his car for Ambrose and then climbed in himself and headed for the cafe that they were meeting Tomias at.
 
The lunch went well. Tomias teased the two of them relentlessly. But, overall, he gave his consent. Threatened Mosi to not corrupt his little baby he just found out he had. But hey! All was good. And the man happily skipped on toward his home to ravage the hell out of his lover.

Ambrose walked over to the car. Moving into the front seat and turning to look at the man beside him once more. He gave him a little smile and leaned over to kiss his cheek softly. "See? He doesn't mind?" he smiled lightly and crossed his arms over his lower torso. He sunk into the seat and sighed softly a little bit more.he was very happy right now. Very, very happy.
 
Mosi was glad that Tomias was okay with their relationship. It relaxed him greatly to know that the man wasn't going to hunt him down and kill him. Sliding into the car, Mosi smiled at Ambrose. He reached over and patted his knee, trying to not be sexual in his touches, but he enjoyed touching Ambrose far too much. "I didn't think he would, having known him my whole life, but it's better to be safe than dead."
 
"I agree." Ambrose agreed, nodding and then looking down at the other's hand on his knee. He smiled at the limb before sliding his fingers into his grasp. He slid his fingers between his, lacing their fingers and gently beginning to trail his thumb along the back of his hand. Sighing softly, he sunk into the seat and looked over at him with a bit of interest. "So. You can take me on a proper date."
 
"Yes. And when you stop poking about it, I'll ask you on one." He grinned at Ambrose and squeezed his hand gently before taking off to drive back towards the school before his student was late for his afternoon classes. He'd never hear the end of it from Tomias if he was. Regardless, Mosi took the back roads that was a few minutes longer than going through town. Pulling into the parking lot once again, Mosi sighed and squeezed Ambrose's hand once more before pulling his away.
 
Ambrose stepped out of the car and turned to look at the man, smiling a little bit more. "I will ... see you later. Maybe you can come over for dinner." He offered before shrugging and making his way toward his class. He did not want to be late either. He wanted to spend loads more time with him, but well, that was improbable, so going to class. Potentially seeing him later. That was all sorts of grand!

Waiting until Ambrose was out of sight, Tomias soon moved into Mosi's office behind him. His face serious and head tilted to the side with a bit of curiosity. "Mosi. Why are you doing this? He's thirteen. I don't mind you two going out, I just want to know if you're truly all right with this. Sure. Your parents dated when Jade was really young, but Jade is different from Ambrose. So ... I am curious."
 
Mosi waved a bit and then returned to his desk to start in on his work for the afternoon. He jumped a little-he hadn't heard Tomias follow him into the room. After listening to the question, the pink-haired man thought it over for a minute before shrugging. "I enjoy Ambrose's company. And seeing my parents, I'd be a fool to not give it a chance, right? We could wind up happy and married. But if I turned him away because of his age, I would never have known."
 
Tomias nodded a little bit. Making his way over to the other. He rested his hands onto the desk and leaned toward him with a little smile to his lips. "Then, does that mean that you're interested in my boy? Cuz I totally give you the option of fucking him. he seems to need a good lai."
 
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