I, Soma
They glided across the ice together, like two lovers entwined, gracefully like swans. Initially Soma’s body had stuttered on the ice, his feet unable to coordinate him properly; Victor had pulled the boi closer, guiding him with hands on his hips and their chests pressed together. Soma could feel the heat of Victor's body pressed against his, and Victors warm breath in his ear, and he shivered. Was it from the cold, or from something else?
“Do you trust me?” Victor murmured in Soma’s ear, voice husky.
Soma could do little but swallow and nod as his Aladdin fantasy came true, face flushed. He could feel the heat between them and couldn’t even stare his senpai in the eye.
His heart trembled when Victor abruptly pulled away from him, their hands still locked together. Victor twirled him in the air like a Prince would in movies. His fingers roamed against Soma’s skin and all Soma wanted was for more, more contact, more exploration, for their bodies to become one, until he didn't know where his body began and ended.
Later, in the changing room, Soma pulled of Victor’s jacket and pushed him into the shower to get the stench of trash off him and pulled the shower curtain shut. The water soaked his hair and ran over his face. The water splashed over his lean, muscular chest, making his pink sensitive nipples harden from the force of the water. Victor shut his eyes, surrounded by a warmth he hadn’t felt in a long time.
“There’s shower gel and shampoo on the windowsill,” Soma said, directing him from outside.
Victor squeezed some into his palm. Victor hadn’t smelt fresh citrus scent in far too long. He pressed it into his hair and scrubbed his body until he was clean of all the trash...clean of Pokkle. He remembered himself before Pokkle, when he was clean and refined, looking like the person he was in his Oxbridge tutor ID photos. Back then, he was a young and unassuming man, with all of the confidence one person could have.
Victor left the shower. He was surprised Soma was still waiting for him; he’d been in there for a long time. He had only a towel wrapped around his waist. Soma was surprised that his diet of garbage had maintained his athletic figure with rippling muscles on his milky skin.
They stared at each other silently. Water dripped down Victor’s chest. Victor saw himself reflected in Soma’s gaze. He realised he couldn’t be as worthless as he thought if someone was able to look at him like that, with so much innocence and hope in their gaze. If someone could look so happy and simultaneously so nervous and, and...
Could this be it - could this be his redemption? Would him taking care of Soma, treating him like the king he was, be a way to prove to himself that he was worth more than Pokkle had convinced him? Victor kept Soma’s gaze. The boi took a step forward; their noses brushed. Victor closed his eyes. Soma’s lips...were soft, and gentle...Victor felt something in his chest and the boy pulled away.
Victor’s lashes were wet with tears. Could love heal him? Had he felt an emotion this strongly that wasn’t self-hatred, loathing? He opened his eyes and stared at the young Indian prince.
He knew he wasn’t letting Soma go - not ever.
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The pair continued their ice skating lessons, their dance akin to a mating.
On one such occasion, Kakashi happened to be passing by the room. He had a break from shooting because they were struggling to find someone to cast for the love interest of the protagonist and was hoping to find Victor and convince the man into the spot. He assumed he’d find the teacher in the binman studies wing but was passing by the sports rooms to find some bondage materials which he’d use on his select harem for market research. There was already a wave of fans inquiring about his next novel’s release date.
Kakashi thought it strange that someone happened to be using the ice skating room and walked in. He saw Soma and Victor dancing together in each other’s arms. Victor twirled confidently on the ice, perfectly balanced. Soma was laughing, letting Victor lead the dance. Victor’s movements were powerful and controlled, literally sweeping his partner off his feet.
Was that Victor? Dammit, he wouldn’t fit the role for his live action. What had happened to the man?
Kakashi pulled out his phone to open the group chat and recorded the pair on the ice. He captioned it with: is this the binman studies teacher?
Tomoe was the first to reply: can’t be, his arse is too fine.
Within a matter of moments all of the professors were crowded in the front row of seats in the ice skating rink. Shanks’ arms were crossed in disinterest; Fukazawa looked at the man.
“You do realise you were supposed to send ALL of the students to Knottingham trent?”
“Someone put my underaged nephew on the school bus, excuse ME for being as irritated as you.” shanks replied gruffly.
The Great Luffini had been enjoying his time around Knottingham Trent. No-one had even noticed he was there yet.
“His arse looks even better in person,” Tomoe noted, his eyes squinting in approval as he studied those fine, round curves. “Who made him wear bin bags this whole time?”
“I was told it was a personal choice,” Fukazawa said, “Though clearly a poor one.”
“It’s no surprise he’s talented in something,” Kakashi said. “If my memory serves me correctly Fukazawa had hired him for his ice-skating abilities. He has like, five gold medals in the sport. Plus his sexuality really helped with diversity quotas considering we’re all hetero males.” Tomoe was of course also hired for the same reason as a fox-person.
“Oh yeah,” Hawkeye said indifferently. “Cool.”
“Why did he do binman studies then?” Tomoe’s eyes were still fixed on his arse, fox ears and tail twitching. He was enraptured with the man.
“I was told it was another personal choice,” Fukazawa said. “He seemed to be going through some stuff so I let him.”
“I think he’s gone through that all now,” Shanks decided. “He’s a pretty good dancer.”
“I’ll add him to the group chat,” Hawkeye pulled out his phone and tapped on it.
Notification: Victor has been added to the group chat by Hawkeye.
Sanji: Victor’s cool now?
Kakashi: Ye he’s too cool to be the love interest in my live action. Do I have any takers?
Sanji: Atsushi is still pretty lame
Kakashi: too lame
Sanji: Chopper
Kakashi: bro I’m not that desperate, don’t wanna promote beastiality in this novel, i'm saving that for next time.
Dazai: how much r u paying? I’ll do it, but only if I can commit suicide after on film.
Kakashi: sure idc
Soma: Victor’s been added!!! Hi Victor xxx
Victor: hi guys, thanks for the add! I owe you guys a drink when I next see you . Soma I’m looking forward to seeing you tonight ;)
Chopper: isn’t he in Knottingham w us?
Shanks: the idiot never got on the bus, leave it