Carvalle: School of Psychopaths PART 3: The Affair (Patreon)

the next two days,

JOHNSON BUILDING

The classroom was silent despite Heidi Kim's absence, and it has something to do with Miles. The teacher was staring at nothing in particular after assigning homework.

"Mr. Taylor?" Nougat calls out in the midst of silence. Miles looks at him, still out of it.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?" Nougat asks. "Are you waiting for Heidi to come before you begin class?"

Miles' lips twitched. "No. I'm fine. Just tired."

"Are you gonna tell us why you weren't in class yesterday?" Nougat asks with a raised eyebrow.

I was in so much pain with the brothers being a pain in the ass. "I... I had a fever. Yes, a fever. And... and..." He remembers the countless hickies and bruises hidden in his turtleneck, from chest to thighs, all marked.

Miles smiles wholeheartedly, lighting up the room with his genuine, dimpled smile. "I was celebrating."

JOHNSON BUILDING, CDI

BULLETIN BOARD

♣2nd, ♥3rd, ♠4th

Kookie, Cya, Jerome

♥5th, ♣6th, ◆7th, ♠8th

Lace, Honey, Zombie, Ghost

♠9th, ◆10th

Scorpio, Lead

♥Queen

Nougat

◆Jack

Zeus Kim

♠King

Heidi Kim

Miles looks at the fancy calligraphy on the bulletin board, listing down those who found the card. He whispers to himself, "Zeus is the jack... how did they even get cards?"

There's still that whole mystery of how Zeus got the cards. Miles looks away and stares at Nougat who is chatting with Wyner classmates outside their classroom door. It got Miles thinking, Carvalle is very strange. A whole culture... a whole division of students.

"Dude!" Behind Miles, a student greets both Lace and Cya. "Lace look at you, the new Head of our dorm!"

Cya looks very grumpy beside Lace while the latter just warmly smiles at their classmate. "It was just luck that I found it."

Cya looks unruly and he looks like a true delinquent with messed-up uniform, one pant leg folded up and the other is ripped; while his taller roommate Lace looks like a casual student in a clean shirt and tie, but with arm tattoos revealed under his folded up sleeves.

"So... did you do it?" Their classmate asked.

Lace looks at Cya, who is currently cursing him with his eyes. "Cya doesn't want to participate in the tradition."

"Dude, if they hear that you didn't do the tradition, they'll haze you! The Head of the Dorm has to get head from their classmate, it's Wyner Tradition!"

"Ew! Like I'll ever do that, I'm not gay! And even if I were gay, I'm not going anywhere near Lace's dick!" Cya gags, which makes the calmer Lace only raise an eyebrow. "Ugh, I wanted that card too..."

"I can give you my card," Lace offers, "But then I have to give you head, according to tradition."

Cya, being the pasty ass he is, blushed furiously. "I-I don't let anyone except Nougat suck my dick bro, you're not as girly as him."

"Come on dude, don't be a pussy," their classmate says. "Besides, you won't choke on Lace's dick since he's Filipino, right?"

This time, it's Lace trying to hold down a laugh while still maintaining composure and a calm demeanor. The tall boy then smirks at Cya, "Hmm... we'll see if that's true?"

"EW. Urgh, suck your own dick!" Cya exclaims quite loudly to which everyone in the hallways heard, even their Teacher, Miles. Cya didn't notice and just stomps towards their classroom avoiding his roommate.

Miles, concerned that Cya is pissed approached his students. "Hi boys, please don't start fights and proceed to the classroom?"

"Yes Mr. Taylor," Lace says, walking with his classmate while the other guy adds, "Nice ass this morning though!"

Miles stumbles upon his words, truly concerned at these somehow divided but united students. "O-uhm... thanks, I guess...?"

wednesday

LEVOUGH DORM

Miles Taylor enters KIM 001, holding his notes and files. He was wearing a casual hoodie that was oversized to cover half of his thighs, PE joggers underneath.

"Hi Zeus," he smiles, immediately approaching the chained-up male sitting on the bed with a blank expression. Miles feels his stomach tingle in excitement. "Are you ready for a talk? Where's Heidi?"

Zeus shifts his vision to look at the door.

"Oh... not here yet, then..." Miles sets his files on the table, since he can't interview Zeus without Heidi "translating" stuff for him. "Well, do you... Oh!"

The chains created noise when Zeus pulls him by the arm, forcing Miles to straddle his lap.

"You... want to play?" Miles whispers as Zeus' hands creep under the hoodie and up his sides, where he moans at the soft caresses. His hands feel so good...

Wait, I'm supposed to be questioning him.

Miles brought it upon himself to bend his head and kiss Zeus with a fiery passion, wholly accepting the pleasure that comes with the monsters inside. The tongue piercing was cold and hard, but Miles had the pleasure of playing with it. He moans when Zeus pushes a finger inside his thoroughly prepared hole, aching for more stimulation.

But maybe I can spoil good boy Zeus for a bit before Heidi comes... Why else would be prepared for an hour before coming here?

"Mmm Zeus... put two?" Disgusting, Miles Taylor. You should be ashamed.

He is just embracing his sexuality because pleasure like this can't be denied. It hurts, but then it feels so damn good. He can't get this anywhere, because gentle and rough altogether in form of two handsome humans won't exist in a vanilla person outside Carvalle.

"Mmm-Zeus!" The man had pushed him up to worship his neck with love bites and kisses, adding to the many tiny bruises both brothers left before. It was Heidi that loves that look on Miles' pure skin, it's more beautiful than tattoos.

The long, slender fingers moved, just as the other hand crept down to rub on Miles' hard cock. Zeus keeps staring at the beauty that is Miles Taylor, who going insane because of the stimulation.

When suddenly, "For a straight person, you seem to have too much fun grinding on my brother's fingers."

Miles gasps, making Zeus' digits slip out of him. Still, he remains in the blonde's lap. "Heidi. A straight person can still love being..."

Satan kneels on the bed and greets Miles with a tight kiss, slipping his tongue in the toy's willing mouth. Zeus' hand keeps moving, rubbing Miles in slow torture.

When Heidi pulls away, he checks the giant bruise on Miles' hip coming from whenever he gets to fuck the man. He really does do it until death, and Miles is pretty strong since he survived.

"I have questions," Miles moans while grinding on Zeus' lap, his arms around the blonde's neck.

Heidi hums as his fingers graze over the wet hole.

"What's your real names?"

"We already told you that," Heidi roams his hand under Miles' hoodie.

"You don't appear in Korea's census."

"Look harder, babe..." He plays with the protruding nipples from behind, making Miles moan. Zeus enjoyed lapping on Miles' neck, craving the scent of baby powered he always loves.

"Is... Zeus deaf? He can... nn... still hear you... why sign language...? Ah-"

Heidi chuckles. "He can still hear a little... hmm, just doesn't want to talk. For shits and giggles."

"Why? Why won't he talk?" Miles stares down at Zeus, weaving his fingers all over the pigment-less hair. "Zeus, why won't you talk?"

The man replied by kissing him on the lips. Miles gasps when Heidi's hands went down to join Zeus in torturing his precious parts.

"Since our parents were killed... he hasn't talked..." Says Heidi, confusing Miles. A finger prodded his entrance and that was Zeus'.

"Parents?" Trauma from loss of parental figures. "When was that?"

Three fingers from both boys enter him, causing him to yelp painfully. Heidi's breath trails down on his neck, until his mouth came right beside his ear.

"Four years ago."

the next day

TEACHER'S DORM, KANG BUILDING

Miles had just gotten out of the shower, drying his lengthy hair as he walks towards the computer with only a towel on his waist. He was getting more information than all other investigators combined, but he still needs a lot more.

Curse those brothers for playing with me until I can't question them further. His lips and entrance is swollen and it doesn't help that Heidi enjoys biting his lower lip. But oh, did it feel good.

Miles sighs at the unforgettable pleasure that came with embracing his desires. He feels so free, acting on his sexual need for the same sex without worrying about what anything thinks, even from himself.

Disgusting or not, I feel so free when I'm with them.

Still, Miles continues with the investigation. He finally knows how they communicate, and what caused Zeus to silence himself. Parents.

According to reliable media outlets, the Kim brothers were orphans from childhood. No reports of their parents being killed.

Could it be that they killed their own parents? No, because the Kim brothers had been in the orphanage since they were literal kids, with the records going back to when they were 3 years old.

Miles checks the articles he printed out.

Kim Brothers Terrorizes School Before Attacking Jun Household

Kim Brother Brutally Murdering Jun Family Before Burning the Residencies

The only parents they ever murdered were the Jun Family. Maybe, they came from that family and got revenge over those who left them at the orphanage?

Miles searches Korea's census for the Jun Household, specifying the District and the year before the massacre, 3 years ago. Maybe the Jun Family left children in the orphanage, and Miles might get something from investigating them.

Jun Mina | 43, Female

Jun Wunji | 47, Male

Jun Jihun | 18, Male

Jun Taewon | 16, Male

Miles' whole body stopped, as unimaginable goosebumps stemmed from his spine. Jun Jihun... Jun Taewon... His eyebrows narrowed in confusion. Those were the first names Heidi had given him. Why are those found in the Jun family?

Miles lost his breath upon clicking the profile of the two.

Jun Jihun | 18, Male

Gangnam District, Kr

EDUCATION:

Hangdong Elementary

Hangdong High School

Carvalle Institutes, Gangnam District

Miles scrolls down, shocked to see multiple police reports about the kid. There was a picture of a younger Zeus with black hair. Same eyes, same lips, same prominent nose.

MIA: Police In Search

MIA: Case Closed

Jun Jihun was missing. And the year of the massacre was in the report, aligning with the time the Kim Brothers attacked.

Jun Taewon | 16,  Male

Gangnam District, Kr

EDUCATION:

Hangdong Elementary

Hangdong High School

Carvalle Institutes, Gangnam District

It's Heidi. It's him. It's them.

MIA: Case Closed

Miles exits the census and goes to the related articles, searching the names Jun Jihun and Jun Taewon.

And there it is.

MASSACRE OF JUN FAMILY: House Burned Down But Bodies of Two Brothers, Jihun and Taewon, Missing

Jun Family Relatives Has Hope for Jihun and Taewon Brothers Whose Body Isn't Found

Jun Taewon and Jun Jihun Reportedly Kidnapped by Kim Brothers Responsible for Parents' Death, Police in Search

SCHOOL AND FAMILY MASSACRE: Case Closed After Kim Brothers Caught, Police Questioned them for Whereabouts of Jun Brothers

Kim Brothers on Trial Reports about Jun Taewon and Jun Jihun Killed on Captivity

Then the most recent article one year ago suddenly made sense.

Kim Brothers Found on Seoul Airport, Shot on Police Encounter

"Jun..." Miles gasps. "They aren't the Kim brothers... they're Jun..."

Miles had never rushed so much in his life, getting dressed and gathering his files for this breakthrough discovery.

MAIN BUILDING, OFFICE OF THE PRINCIPAL

"Jun!" A breathless Miles Taylor barges in Principal Victoria's office. The woman was shocked at the clear evidence of Miles running all the way here with printed screenshots of the articles.

"Mr. Taylor-"

"They're Jun! They're not the Kim brothers! They caught the wrong brothers!" Miles cried out as he slams the evidence on the Principal's desk. "They told me their names. Their names are J.... Jihun and Taewon... but there isn't a Kim Jihun or Kim Taewon that matches them on the database."

Principal Victoria stares at Miles' notes and printed evidences.

"There is however, Jun Taewon and Jun Jihun with matching photos! Korea was just desperate to have the Kim brothers caught that they didn't bother looking into their information, and they caught the wrong brothers!" Miles tries catching his breath. "The real Kim brothers was recently shot at the airport a year ago! They traded Heidi and Zeus to pass off as them! They were framed!"

"Are you sure you can trust their words, Mr. Taylor?" The woman's voice was stern and full of speculation. "What if they gave you fake names? To make them seem innocent?"

Miles breathes in deeply, mumbling to himself, "Heidi worships the game, not the prize. He plays fair... he always does..."

"Mr. Taylor, I do not understand..."

"You have to trust me," Miles begs her with his eyes. "It's real. It's them. They were framed... they were... were... traumatized..."

Miles stares at the photo of Zeus, a young boy with black hair in contrast to the lack of pigment he has now. "They were brainwashed."

Kidnapped and brainwashed into taking the blame... It all made sense. Maria Antoinette Syndrome, it was real and it happened to Zeus. They went through severe trauma. Of course, Zeus would end up speechless and Heidi would end up with a loose screw. Zeus' toys and Heidi's game was a stress coping mechanism.

He will write all of that down.

"Very well," says Principal Victoria. "I will contact the Korean Government and Carvalle Institutes in Korea to confirm that the two students we have are indeed Jun Taewon and Jun Jihun."

"It's a case of misidentification," Miles adds. "They don't deserve to be here."

"With their mental illness Mr. Taylor, they are better off here than the asylum."

By mental illness, she meant those that Miles had yet to diagnose. Nobody has done a proper mental check of the brothers because... well, nobody else had done any safe progress except Miles.

She's right... Carvalle treats them way better. "But they don't deserve to be treated like monsters. I've thought they were... ever since I got here..."

Principal Victoria stares at him, seeing a different person from when he first entered Carvalle. Miles looks more determined and bold than nervous, and for some reason something changed inside of him ever since stepping into Carvalle.

"We will wait for confirmation before proceeding to any further actions, Mr. Taylor. In the meantime, they remain as the Kim brothers, and they will remain in their high security rooms."

"But don't chain Zeus up," says Miles. "He is harmless. He never moves, or talks. Don't chain him up anymore."

The principal sighs, her chest heaving up and down. "Very well. We'll see to it that he has a little bit of freedom. Congratulations on this wonderful find, Mr. Taylor. I will be expecting more. Now, please proceed to your classroom."

"I... will."

Once he had exited the office, Ally is seen rushing to him with a very concerned face.

"Miles, I saw you running around campus, what happened?" She asks.

"Nothing, I..." Miles forces out a depressed smile. "I... know their real names now."

"Satan and Lucifer?"

"Yeah," he says, staring down at his files while the printed evidence remain in Principal Victoria's office. "They're innocent."

Ally looks at them in disbelief. "What? How?"

"I'll tell you everything later. I have to go to my class."

later on,

JOHNSON BUILDING

Heidi isn't in his seat again, and Miles looks so out of it. The students were noisy and chaotic and the teacher just let them be. All except Nougat, who stares suspiciously at Miles who forgot to cover up one spot of his neck with a hickey.

"That's the second one I saw..." He mumbles beside Zombie. "I can't believe this hoe actually eats the brothers' dick during therapy sessions."

"N," Zombie calls out, recognizing that look in the beautiful boy's eyes. "Whatever you're planning, stop."

Nougat smirks at him. "Do you think all of them would still like Miles if they know he's SaLu's bitch? Not so pure now, isn't he?"

"It's none of your business."

"My business is none of yours too, Zombie. You fucking rapist," Nougat spits at the tatted male before standing up and strutting to the teacher's table. The tatted male, forced to put up with him, remains undeterred by the insult.

A few students stared at the school sex icon approaching the 'virgin' and bending on the table, leaning into Miles' space with his plump ass on display.

"Hey Mr. Taylor, I heard you've been doing the dirty with the Kim brothers," he smirks, making Miles' eyes go wide. Everyone starts to pay attention.

"I-"

"I'm jealous, you know. How come those monsters get to you before I can show you what I've got?" Nougat whines before pulling Miles by the tie and kissing him in front of the whole classroom.

Everyone, even the homophobes, hollered at the sight. They made noise so loud it suffocated Miles. He pushes Nougat away in shock, but the boy only smirks at one of his classmates at the front.

"Need your help, buddy..." Nougat giggles, and his friend Lead bounced up and secured Miles' hands behind his back while being seated.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

Nougat leans in to whisper sultry words, "Let's give them a show."

"Whoooo! Fuck him, Nougat!" They cheered.

"Bounce on his dick!"

Miles struggles as Nougat rips his buttons apart, revealing the tainted skin underneath with all of Heidi and Zeus' marks. Nougat announces, "Looks like we have a claimed bitch here, boys!"

Miles tries to shy away from all the eyes that hungrily eye the abused body of his. Purple, brown and red marks are so evident against his pale skin despite being slightly tanner, he can't help but feel dirty under everyone's eyes. They'll think I'm disgusting.

Everyone cheered when Nougat unbuckles Miles' belt and announced, "Today we'll be learning about sex education!"

"Nougat stop! This isn't funny! Lead, let me go! Release me, now!" Miles screams as the kneeling boy takes out his unwilling dick for everyone to cheer on. The man behind him is taller and works out so he is significantly stronger than Miles.

"What are you gonna do, send me to detention?" Lead scoffs behind him.

Nougat rubs on Miles' hardening member as he pushes himself up to kiss the teacher. "I have the Queen card, and I have the same exemptions as the King. Just sit back and enjoy, Miles."

"Whoooo, go N!"

"Swallow the dick!"

"That's our Queen!"

"... so hot!"

Nougat just loves the attention as he licks Miles from base to tip, much to everyone's excitement. Miles turns red, squirming and trying to pull himself away from Lead's restraint.

But, he's already grunting and moaning at how Nougat's mouth is working all over his length. As the students hollered and cheered in support for this assault, Nougat deepthroats him without a gag.

It feels so good, nobody can take that away, but Miles is not liking it one bit. The soft crevices of Nougat's skillful mouth wouldn't overshadow the fact that this is against Miles' will.

"Nougat, I swear! Stop this right now!"

The boy pulls away, breathless and enjoying it. "I told you, I'm jealous. Why won't you just fuck me, or let me fuck you? You know I like you a lot."

"Nougat no I-!" Everyone yelled out their support when Nougat sexily makes out with the teacher, rubbing him intensely and rapidly.

"They love it Mr. Taylor... you're a celebrity... they want to fuck both of us," Nougat giggles while his other hand crawls further down Miles' pants to hover a finger down his ass. "Don't you, Lead?"

"Who wouldn't?" Replies the one holding Miles down as Nougat pushes himself further up to make out with Lead this time. Everyone had the time of their lives being entertained by the show, wolf-whistling and hollering.

Zombie clenches his jaw not liking this one bit, but if he intervenes the others will surely stop him and he'll be outnumbered. While making out with his classmate, Nougat straddles Miles and grinds on his exposed cock, making the students' cheers louder.

"Nougat," Miles moans in protest when the skillful ass grinds all over him, simulating intercourse with how he moves.

Among the many cheers, it was Cya who looked too worried and spoke up, "Uhm, Nougat? I think we'll be in trouble assaulting a teacher... they're exempt from the Caste Game..."

"Come take his place, then!" Nougat yells back to which the classmates behind Cya excitedly push him off the seats. "Hey-ow!"

His seatmate Lace stands up and glares at the others, pulling Cya up back his seat. "Shut up and don't involve yourself."

"But-"

Nougat enjoyed exchanging tongues with his other classmate, relishing in the attention he got from the others. He pulls away to attack Miles' lips once more, purring in the most seductive way possible.

"Look at them and tell me they don't want to see you fuck me or get fucked... what do you say?"

"N-no! Please, get off!"

"Oh come on Miles," Nougat whines needily, bouncing on him as Lead gets a taste of the teacher's scent by licking his neck. "You know I love you. So much, that I hate you becoming SaLu's bitch... I bet you, all of us could be better than their two lunatic dicks."

Nobody notices the door opening silently because everyone was too occupied on the show in front of them.

What they did notice though, is the loud, booming crash when the newcomer bashes a closed hand on the whiteboard, causing the thing to bend and crack.

Everyone fell in silence, and the show stops abruptly. Nothing but Miles' sobs can be heard, because right in front of the doorway is a blank faced Zeus Kim, the Lucifer of Carvalle. The side of his fist bloody from the impact and bleeding into the destroyed whiteboard.

CLASS 3-C, JOHNSON BUILDING

Miles just lost his pride as tears stream down his face, breathless and shamed to the gods. "Z-Zeus..."

Nougat gets off him without a word, and Miles rushes to fix his clothing and cover himself up. His buttons are destroyed, so he is left to clutch his shirt close.

Zeus on the other hand, pulls his fist away from the board leaving a crater of a bloody, cracked surface. His skin itself is too delicate and dry, so it was easy for Zeus to get injured. He takes steps toward Miles, blank eyes only on him, causing Lead and Nougat to step back in fear of the great Lucifer.

Why is he here? Shouldn't he be chained up? Nougat wonders, but he also can't help but feel attracted to the very tall and good looking man with platinum blonde hair. It's a shame he's Lucifer.

Zeus didn't do anything but offer a hand, the one that's not bloody and broken, to a sobbing Miles. Oh, how he wants to reign hell upon these unfamiliar humans who dare touch his toy.

Hurt. Hurt. Hurt, his mind chants, but his eyes avoid the little shits in the classroom. Miles puts his hands onto Zeus', and the boy squeezes it with a scowl.

Somehow, Miles managed to read what he meant. "Please don't do anything," he sniffs. "They're still my students."

Zeus huffs heavily in disapproval. With an inhumane voice he angrily snarls, "Miles."

Everyone fell shocked that the man who hasn't talked in three whole years, rumored to be mute or have his tongue cut off, is saying Miles' name like it's a normal thing to do. More surprisingly, Miles is talking to him like he understands.

Nougat can't help but gulp in jealousy. Why is he so special?

That jealousy ignites more when Zeus takes the jacket around his waist to cover up the shaking teacher and pull him out of the classroom only in a few steps with his long legs.

The door slams shut before Zeus drags Miles to the one classroom with open doors.

2-M ARTS ROOM

It turns out, this open classroom is the music room and it is luckily empty. Zeus shuts the door while pulls Miles to sit in front of a Grand piano.

Zeus just sat there and stares at the crying boy, clutching his jacket like it's the one thing that comforts him.

"I'm... I'm sorry... I'm just too weak, I couldn't f-fight back... I'm pathetic... I never fight back... I could never... not even the first time... not even when I was a... was a k-ki... I'm just so pathetic..." Miles sobs.

Zeus continues to stare, this time with concerned eyes. He reaches his good hand out to caress Miles' cheek, his thumb wiping away some heavy tears. He didn't say anything, but according to context clues, he's telling Miles to stop crying.

"I'm sorry..." Miles sniffs. "I'm supposed to be yours but... I let them touch m-me..."

Zeus squeezes Miles' cheeks, eyes changing expression but Miles doesn't know him well enough to understand what he's trying to say this time. But the crying teacher looks down and gasps at the bloody and bruising fist from when Zeus slammed it on the white board.

"You're hurt!" Miles doesn't know why but his heart just clenched at the sight. He stands up and pulls on Zeus' good hand. "Let's go to the nurse's office, I can't have you bleeding—"

But Zeus rejects his treatment by not budging in his seat. He sits there with a blank face as Miles attempts to tug him out.

"Z-Zeus, stop being a child and let's go!" He keeps pulling on the hand but his strength can't lift 80kg of pure muscle off his ass. He stops, chest heaving up and down from the one sided tug-of-war. He releases Zeus' hand, "Why won't you?! You're bleeding!"

The man ignores him and instead sets his eyes on the grand piano keys.

"How did you even get out of your room anyways... was it Heidi? Did he send you as a substitute for his absence?" Miles didn't expect an answer and he sure as hell didn't get one. "Don't you dare tell him what happened... please."

No response, and Zeus is most likely going to tell his brother. Miles just doesn't want them to get in trouble for doing anything to his students, knowing their temper and destructive ability. Heidi may be the King and will get away from it, but Miles does not want bloody vengeance for the immature little brats. A proper punishment should suffice, and Heidi is not a Judge or an Executioner to enact that.

He stubbornly sits back down as Zeus raises his left, unbroken hand up to touch the piano keys. Miles feels so bad seeing the bruise and blood on his hand, that he removes his own ripped shirt and puts on Zeus' jacket instead.

He goes to sit beside Zeus' right to take his broken hand. "You didn't need to do that. You didn't need to hurt yourself," Miles nags as he wraps his shirt around Zeus' bleeding hand. "Now look, it's broken. And it's your dominant hand, too."

Unbeknownst to him and everyone, Zeus is ambidextrous, able to do anything with both hands. This is why he manages to softly play the piano on the opposite keys, much to Miles' awe.

His left hand gently and expertly glides on the keys to create a simple tune, Ryuichi Sakamoto's Aqua, while creating a rhythm as soft as velvet. Miles can't help but stare in awe at how Zeus' fingers dance freely around the keys.

Long, slender finger provide soft music for Miles to enjoy. Since music has its different melodies to express a certain feeling, this song was lovely, as if a roaring thunderstorm is confessing its feelings to a delicate, brittle flower while trying to avoid destroying it.

The simple one-note tune changed up to a more complex set of keys only by using one hand. Zeus closes his eyes, embracing the melody he created for him to enjoy.

Potentially a musician, Miles thought, mentally adding up to his notes for Zeus' file.

When the song reaches its climax to an abrupt stop, Miles offers his right hand to the piano's keys and copies Zeus' one-note tune from earlier, bringing the song back to its soft origins.

Miles had learned fast, for his fingers hadn't missed a key as they pressed in one by one. It was Zeus' turn to stare as he lowers his hand, placing his head on Miles' shoulder affectionately.

"Thank you, Zeus..." He whispers. "For saving me back there. You... also have a talent for music."

Zeus didn't respond. Miles feels butterflies in his chest because he knows this guy is innocent, and maybe it's not wrong to like him a bit.

"I wish you can tell me what caused your trauma," he adds. "I wish I can help you. I wish you'll talk to me, and maybe I can help you recover from whatever scarred you..."

Zeus did not respond, but when Miles checked, he isn't asleep, just listening.

And so, Miles sighs. "I have my own scars. My own traumas... not as bad as yours, but... I kind of got over it thanks to you and your brother showing me a new level of... of..."

He turns red, and fortunately, Zeus isn't looking at his embarrassment. Would it be embarrassing to tell Zeus my secret? He'll always listen, and I don't think he'd tell anyone.

Anyone except Heidi.

But Miles doesn't mind. He just want to get this off his chest, as he never talked to anyone about it and it sort of bottled inside him enough to create nightmares that haunt him to this day.

"I have... another childhood story to tell you," Miles cheerfully says as if it's another one of their sessions. "It's not as silly as sandcastles and almost killing a classmate with a pencil but..."

Miles faked a laugh as his eyes tear up.

"When I was a kid, about 8... 9... 7, I don't know... my Mom left my Dad. Typical broken family, y'know. Nasty divorce and stuff. I didn't care about my Dad because he's really distant. He only cares about his job and hanging out with his friends. But I loved my Mom..." Miles lets out a pained breath. "She just doesn't love me. In fact, she... hated me so much that she left me with an alcoholic father."

Miles' memories flash across his brain and he doesn't know if he can go on telling Zeus about this. But it's time. It's time to let go.

"My Dad was so terrible that he... h-he would come into my room and... spoil me, I don't know... with gifts and... and toys..." Miles' words were trembling by themselves. "...in exchange for touching me. And I let him, b-because toys... I loved toys... all the Teddy bears, and... and cars, and..."

Miles feels his under eyes swell as he cries yet again, this time with a heavier meaning.

"The toys were all I had... they were so nice... but one time, he was so drunk, he didn't give me one and just straight up... str-straight up..." Miles sobs, wetting Zeus' hair with his tears. The male looks up to see a very distressed Miles Taylor with a red face and uncontrollable tears. Running nose and everything, it wasn't a cute cry.

"It hurts... it hurts so much, I begged him to stop but... but he said he'll buy me more toys and... and he manipulated me that it... it feels... g-g..." Miles choked, but Zeus still stares blankly at him with a tinge of concern. "The worst thing is, I let him do that to me for years because I believed that it really does feel great... I came to like it because... because I didn't want to feel pain anymore... I didn't want to get hurt anymore so I just accepted it..."

He heavily sobs in Zeus' shirt when the man pulls his head against his chest. Miles can't stop himself anymore, and he has to let everything out because he's sick of staying silent.

"W-w-when he got arrested... b-because of one of his friends... I... I still... became gay because... b-because I liked the feeling... the disgusting feeling of... of another man t-t-tou..." Miles goes back to hating himself again, deep in his bones so hard that he actually buries his nails painfully down his palm. "It's disgusting... I'm disgusting... I'm so... so fucking... d-disgusting..."

"Miles," Zeus grunts, holding the boy by his wet cheeks and using the shirt wrapped around the broken left hand to at least wipe away his running nose. Miles was never a pretty crier, snot and all, but his face is enough to guilt even the most innocent man.

"Miles," Zeus repeats, then adds another new word. "Miles... Nnno."

It was almost adorable how he drags out the N as if struggling to pronounce the letter, and it at least cheered up Miles.

"Zeus... but I'm gay for... a-all the wrong reasons. That's disgusting, isn't it?"

Zeus nods slowly, agreeing that it's not a pretty reason. It's not a good reason, but it's uncontrollable. It's not Miles' fault. He just needs to learn to accept who he is now. A gay person not because of what a pedophile did to him, but because he's simply attracted to the same gender.

Zeus couldn't say all that, but it's better if Miles learns that for himself. He kisses the crying boy on the forehead, repeating his adorable, "No."

Miles was confused, since he nodded earlier but now he's saying No. But it was as if telling Miles to stop hating himself, because he doesn't deserve the treatment he gives himself. Miles is abusing his own mental and emotional health by bottling all of this up and not moving on. He's abusing himself by thinking who he is came from a really disgusting place.

later on,

MUSIC ROOM 2, JOHNSON BUILDING

Miles had cried himself to sleep in Zeus' arms. He wakes up to the man playing piano, an unfamiliar tune which he probably composed on the spot.

Miles doesn't have dried tears or snot on his face because Zeus had wiped all of those away. He groans out, "Zeus... what time is... it..."

He looks at the watch, finding out that he only slept for about an hour and a half. It was lunchtime.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat," Miles said in a low voice as Zeus keeps playing. He notices the musician's hands still bloody. "We have to clean that up and fix that before it gets too swollen and infected."

Miles had stood up, but Zeus didn't move yet again. "Zeus, please. Just come with me."

Miles still feels heavy, but he feels significantly better.

"Come on, I'll treat you food because you said a new word. And I found out you have sympathy after all," Miles mumbles, making internal notes to himself about his recent discovery of Zeus Kim. Or, Jun Jihun.

"Zeus..." Miles calls out when the brute ignores him again. Sighing, he resorts to sitting on his lap to stop him from playing the piano. "Lunch, please?"

Miles kisses his forehead, and then his nose, and then his lips where they stayed there for longer than those previous pecks. Zeus' arms snake around Miles' waist and grip them tight, accepting the affection being offered to him.

Miles pulls away before both of them get aroused. Flustered, he pulls on Zeus' left hand. "Let's go, before your brother teases and bullies me for being mushy with you."

As a thank you for the passionate gestures, Zeus stands up and follows. Almost everyone in the building couldn't believe their eyes when the virgin teacher walked hand in hand with the infamous—famous student that is Lucifer, in the flesh.

Miles almost feels insecure with all the eyes and words being directed toward them, but the hand squeezing his own is enough comfort. Zeus "tells" him not to care about what they say, because he's always here to protect this virgin teacher.

later on,

LEVOUGH DORM, HEIDI'S ROOM

"They did... what?"

Zeus assigned himself to be Miles' protector. However, Heidi felt as if he'll be the one to destroy those who threaten his Miles.

In his straight, fluent native language of Korean, Zeus replies. "I didn't know who it was but its hands were all over him... they made him cry."

"They touched him!" Heidi just slapped an unused lamp across the room causing it to break loudly, but the older brother wasn't bothered by this outburst.

Heidi stretches his neck out, also stretching the snake tattoo that slithers around it. "When I find gasoline in this school..."

"He doesn't want us to hurt them," Zeus says, sounding heartbroken. Innocently he asks, "Does he... like that? Them?"

"I'll fucking kill Miles if that's so..." Heidi growls, taking out a knife from a corner of the dark room. It wasn't the only one, as there is a pool of blades in that one corner alone, with a count of 18. "He's ours. He's our fucking bitch."

Heidi angrily stabs the Teddy bear that Zeus rejected a long while ago. The older brother didn't flinch as Heidi basically loses his mind.

"Once I find gasoline, this school is done for."

"Okay."

JOHNSON BUILDING, 1ST FLOOR HALLWAY

"You're still not giving up, N? That was Zeus Kim back there, and you still won't leave Mr. Taylor alone?" Zombie chases after Nougat as the boy keeps blowing kisses on some dudes who check him out.

"I'll leave him alone when he's a corpse in a ditch," Nougat giggles, keeping up his façade as they are still in public.

Once they got inside the gym locker rooms for P.E class, Nougat confronts his "friend" for nagging him, switching from school heartthrob to mean villain in a snap.

"You don't know how the ever-loving fuck I feel about Miles, Zombie! I am the Queen here! My reputation is all I have and he's taking first place away from me!" He screams, jabbing a finger in Zombie's direction.

"He isn't even aware of the competition! It's all in your head!" Zombie held him by the shoulders to knock some sense into him. Nougat is going to get himself killed if he messes with the Kim brothers' property.

"But he's winning the game he isn't playing and it's embarrassing me!" Nougat slams his fist in the taller male's hard chest. "Get off of me if you won't help me! Talk to me when you finally decide to be a friend!"

Zombie slams him against one of the lockers, uncaring if he hurt this little minx. "I am being a friend, that's why I'm trying not to get you killed!"

"Why?" Nougat spits at him, silencing the tatted man effectively. "Why do you care so much, you de Vera?"

Both sides held a stone-cold glare directed at each other, hating each other's guts at the same time having no other choice but to stick together.

After all, the Wyner dormies and the de Vera dormies has this feud for a while, expressed through fights in the classrooms and a clear divide whenever they are in the same room. Not Zombie though, for he only sticks with Nougat like gum on a two-faced coin.

Zombie breathes sharply at the boy's question, unable to answer it. He just can't let this boy kill himself over a battle that no one is fighting for. After years of protecting him, this is what this bitch is going to do?

"You..." Zombie breathes out with a slight growl from his throat. "I won't let you go anywhere near Mr. Taylor again."

"Or what?" Nougat raises an eyebrow, his eyes shifting to that of malice as he stares hungrily at Zombie. "You'll rape me like the bitch with kids you were obsessed with?"

Still ever the offensive little shit, Nougat is. But this time, he has his knees rubbing on Zombie's crotch, daring the man to go rough. And he did, teaching the beautiful boy a lesson by slamming his head against the lockers and throwing him down on the bench.

Zombie pulls down Nougat's pants and the boy grins in excitement as his friend lost his cool. After years of rejecting Nougat, he finally gets the will to fuck him.

"You're such a slut. A suicidal slut," Zombie spits, pushing a finger inside the soft entrance but met with very tight walls. Nougat has always prepared for a fuck, which is why he cleans up every single time he can. Tiring and damaging, but when has he ever thought about his own well-being.

"Mmm, yeah? And now you're gonna lie and tell me you don't have wet dreams about keeping me for yourself?" Nougat purrs, grinding his bum against Zombie's hand. "I'm not stupid, Zombie... I see you eyefucking me in class. Just come here and take me..."

Zombie shoves in three fingers, making Nougat scream in delight at the sudden pain that he always loves. The male growls, "I'm guessing you always have a condom with you?"

"Always, baby..." Nougat always uses this voice to coax his partners into wanting him more, and Zombie isn't impressed with that. "Come on, Z... afraid I'll scream out and get you arrested? I'm not some unwilling girl, I can take a big dick and a rough fuck..."

Zombie hates him so much for using his past against him in any way he can, but how come his heart always goes after the wrong person? This one, of all fucking people.

"What N, afraid I'll just up and leave you like the Mother you fell in love with and want to fuck? Incestuous little shit," Zombie spits back, making Nougat laugh out loud.

Of course, he has to use little Nougat's reason for sleeping with his Mother's boyfriends and older men. The boy has a Mommy complex.

"You wouldn't leave me," Nougat moans over Zombie bullying his prostate by excessive stimulation of it. "You try, but you never do..."

"On yeah?" Just as Nougat whines and starts to palm his erection, Zombie pulls his fingers out and steps back to look at a flustered and annoyed Nougat. "Watch me."

"Bitch," Nougat spits as Zombie leaves him on the bench, fully edged.

It's not hard to just wait for another student to come in and willingly satisfy him, but Nougat isn't in the mood after Zombie's bitter exit. He fixes his clothes and slams his locker shut after retrieving cigarettes.

Just you wait, Miles... I'll have you kneeling before me just like I'll have Zombie on his knees soon enough.

Friday,

LEVOUGH DORM

Miles rang the intercom of the infamous steel door of Heidi's room. He's holding his files, ready to clear things up and ask Heidi if they really did the crimes they were being accused of. The questions are ready, and I'm ready to believe him. After all, answering truthfully is part of the game which Miles won.

"Heidi, it's me... I'm going in, okay?" Less afraid than before, Miles opens the door and slowly enters the dark room, as usual.

Only this time, he is visibly scared by whatever the hell Heidi is doing on the bed.

The fairy lights turn on and off eerily, lighting up the room in only a second before being dark once again, and this repeats the whole time. Heidi was sitting on the bed, if you would call it that. Half of his body is lying down while his long legs are up on the wall. In a way, he's sitting at the wall.

What terrified Miles was the knife Heidi is expertly twirling around his fingers by its blade. It danced around his long, tatted-up digits as the male lay bored.

"Bunny... you're here..." He says in a voice that clearly needs water, deep and somewhat strained. While one hand is twirling a knife, the other is holding the lights' switch showing he has control of Miles' vision.

"Of course... it's Friday..." Miles gulps, afraid to step forward. "What are you doing with the knife... please put it down.."

I will not agree to some bloodplay if that's what Satan is planning...

"Where I got this?" The knife twirled faster, and Miles wonders how he manages to avoid getting cut by it. "...everywhere. Haha, I just go to the cafeteria kitchen since the King can go anywhere."

What a menace...

"Are you thinking about something?" Miles asks, Since doing random stuff mindlessly is an indication of a busy mind—

"You," Heidi grins, sending goosebumps up Miles' spine.

"Uhm... I hope it... it doesn't involve the uhm... kn... knife..." Miles fidgets with the files.

"Jihun told," Heidi said in the deepest crevices of his voice. Miles' heart cowered in his chest when Satan's voice just lowered an octave. "... and I'm not happy."

The lights flash on and off to reveal Heidi's constant frown enough to make a whole classroom of kindergartners cry.

"It's okay now... I have a substitute teacher replacing me until... until I feel comfortable enough to teach them again... they're getting punished accordingly."

"Teach them again?" The knife ends up buried deep in the mattress when Heidi suddenly stabs the innocent thing. Miles wants to step back but remains where he stood, confident that Heidi won't kill him, at least.

Heidi eyes him hungrily, definitely not happy that Miles got touched by his own students against his will. "You know I'm the King... right, bunny?"

The card gives him the benefit of getting away with anything. "Heidi, please don't do anything at all. I'm fine, really. It's okay... Zeus stopped them..."

The man swung his legs around the bed, still shirtless and exposing those muscles and tattoos that will leave anyone, even vanilla people, weak in the knees. They flex under the split-second lighting and every tiny movement Heidi makes. This is truly a man not to be messed with.

"... but you're okay with them... touching you..." Heidi roams his unhappy eyes around Miles' body, making him shiver.

"I'm not. That's why I got a... substitute..."

Miles flinched when Heidi steps right in front of him and grabs him by the wrist, the one he burned. Every time the fairy lights flicker on and off, Heidi grows more terrifying in Miles' eyes.

Especially when the man pulls his wrist up to be admired by those hooded, crazed eyes. "Do you know what this means?"

Miles whimpers when Heidi's tongue darts out to lick the two burn marks. He didn't answer.

"It means you're ours... mine..." Heidi growls, suddenly pulling the shorter male against him by the waist.

His possessive hold was enough to make Miles squirm and at the same time feel hot because again, Heidi has the skin of an inked canvas from neck to ankles, and the appearance of a model from head to toe. Am I a masochist? In a way, Miles' whimper is an indication of pleasure.

"And I never share what's mine except to Jihun."

"I get it..." Miles submits, playing along. Or is he? Because it sure does sound like a genuine submission. "I'm sorry."

Opposite to his rough hold and cold aura, Heidi plants a soft, rewarding kiss on Miles' forehead. "Good boy."

Heidi's lips went from the forehead to the neck in a snap, inhaling the baby powder scent Zeus really loves. "Now, what to do with them who dare touched our Miles?"

"Don't!" Miles pulls away, breathing heavily and desperately trying to prevent Heidi from getting himself into trouble, even if he's the king who will get away with anything. "Please don't, they are still my students! Just give them a chance and they'll behave."

This is Carvalle Detention Institute, not Happyface Daycare, Heidi wants to spit out, but that look on Miles is just too irresistible to not make a mess of.

"It's either them or you...." Heidi replies instead.

Miles squirms against him, as expected. "Y-you'd kill me?"

"Punish. Differently." Heidi smirks before releasing Miles and popping himself back down on the bed, legs spread in his signature lazy pose. "I'm bored. Let's spice up the questioning a bit."

Miles knew exactly what this cheeky devil wants. He knows he has to entertain Heidi as a toy, because it's part of the game. And Miles wouldn't really mind sleeping with him as long as he doesn't die or lose progress in the investigation. Oh God, I did not expect that to come out of my mind... what a good criminal psychologist...

But Miles had no choice, or better, he chose to strip his blazer off and remove his tie right in front of the man who was staring at him, entertained. Miles unbuttons his shirt one by one, but deciding to keep it on because Heidi's room is as cold as an ice rink.

To show off, Miles turns around while he's unbuckling his belt and sits on Heidi's crotch, subtly moving his bum while undoing his pants. The man behind him breathes deeply in approval, holding Miles by the waist and pressing him further into the growing erection, earning a moan from Miles himself.

He can feel the large monster against the crack of his bum, even though both as fully clothed.

"Heidi, it's time to answer my question," Miles says in the form of a seductive moan that goes past his lips. "Just one."

"I'll be willing to answer while watching you bounce on me, babe..." The nickname rolling off of Heidi's tongue sent positive chills down Miles' crotch.

He lifts himself up to remove his pants and underwear, leaving himself willingly exposed to Satan behind him. Miles boldly straddles the temperamental character, his arms around the man's tatted neck while long, slender fingers grip his waist tight.

"Tell me what happened four years ago. You didn't do anything, did you?" Miles groans when Heidi pushes his tight erection up to meet him. "Jun Taewon and... Jun Jihun... is it you?"

"So what if we are?" Heidi purrs as he teases Miles' thoroughly prepared hole.

"It means you're innocent," Miles whimpers against his neck because the rough treatment also turns him on like the weirdo he is. "Y... you didn't... do... anything..."

"Oh we did do something," Heidi chuckles darkly before biting Miles' earlobe, making the boy moan.

"What is it?" Miles asks, palming the gorgeous man's erection through his tight pants. Heidi scowls at this, effectively igniting a burn inside him that wants to ragefuck this kitten right this instant.

"You'll be busy moaning like a bitch to listen," Heidi grumbles, releasing his raging boner and forcing Miles' head down harshly. "... but innocence doesn't mean we're victimized saints."

"Tell me what happened." Miles shyly grabs Heidi's length, pumping the thing to elicit a groan from the man.

Aside from the painful punishment Heidi had given him, Miles finally solved the mystery of their identity and past.

the day after,

MAIN BUILDING, OFFICE OF THE PRINCIPAL

Miles seated himself in front of Principal Victoria, slamming his notes and everything he found on the brothers. "They're innocent. At least from the school shooting."

"Mr. Taylor, we have yet to confirm if they are truly-"

"Heidi had told me," Miles cut her off, determined that the brothers be proven to not be the monsters everyone, including themselves, believe to be. "He told me everything."

Principal Victoria's eyebrows rise up. "And you trust his words?"

"I trust him more than I trust myself," which is true. Heidi, win or lose, never cheats on a game. Since Miles won, he's obligated to tell the truth.

"And what did he say?" Especially to an inexperienced criminal psychologist.... Principal Victoria commends Miles for accomplishing what other experienced professionals could not.

Even the best Psychologist Carvalle Institutes had produced has not gained even a word from Zeus. The best people with years of experience had not even lasted an hour with Heidi. But freshly graduated Miles Taylor knows of their past in less than a few months. The Principal is impressed.

Miles stares at his notes, remembering all that he wrote down.

"Jun Taewon and Jun Jihun, born two years apart with Jihun as the eldest, lived with parents Mina and Wunji in Gangnam, Korea. They studied in Carvalle, Gangnam District because their parents are rich entrepreneurs. Jihun focused on academics. Taewon focused on sports, but both chose to not excel since they reject their parent's pressures to be the best. They had the potential, but they chose to be invisible.

Jun Taewon joined a gang... with one of the K... Kim brothers as the leader. No one in that gang knew that Taewon was rich. That was where he got tattoos while underage, at 16. Jihun found out and exposed Taewon to his gang about being a first-class kid. One of the Kim brothers, their leader, kicked Taewon out."

Miles remembers the slight pauses and cracks in Heidi's voice as he told the story about that. As a psychologist, Miles recognizes that as Heidi being very emotionally had something to do with the gang, and was affected when he got kicked out.

"Only a week after, the Carvalle school shooting happened, this time orchestrated by the Kim brothers-the real ones. Police investigations confirmed that it was the Kim brothers, and not the Jun brothers, who were absent that day. The school initially thought it was them because Jihun has been severely bullied and may have snapped."

Miles' heart broke at the mention of Zeus being tormented, with no one but Heidi to defend him.

"While the Kim brothers are on the Wanted List being searched by the police, they raided the Jun family household to rob them." Miles gulps, "They pressured Heid—Taewon, to either... k-kill his parents... or Jihun will get killed by the Kim brothers. It was a sick w-way to... to torment... Taewon..."

"Since Jihun lived, you know what I had to do..." Heidi's voice rang in his head.

"But it wasn't Taewon who killed Jun Mina and Jun Wunji," Miles states. "It was Zeus—Jihun, who killed them himself, b-because he..."

"He doesn't want me to go to hell, the stupid bastard," Heidi laughed, a flashback to when he told the story. "I was supposed to kill them. If Jihun dies, I will kill myself too. I was ready, but stupid Jihun had to worry about me getting arrested."

"Jihun killed the parents," Miles' voice cracked, his opinions on Zeus changing by a wide margin, but he prefers this fact to the story of him being a school shooter. Still, this breaks Miles' hope of Zeus being innocent.

"That whole thing was a game," says Miles. "And the Kim brothers didn't keep to it. They still tried to kill Jihun, so Taewon fought them to the point of burning their house intentionally. Taewon burned the Jun household."

Principal Victoria had a stone-cold look on Miles' notes, anticipating more. Turns out, they aren't as innocent as Miles hoped them to be.

"But the Kim brothers survived. They had kidnapped the Jun brothers to... t-to torture them..." Miles clamps his eyes shut. "That torture lasted for a year. In that year, Jihun went through so much physical and mental pain and stress that the hairs that grew out aren't pigmented anymore. Maria Antoinette syndrome."

He remembers what Heidi said, which Miles couldn't bring himself to tell the Principal, "They didn't allow him to sleep. Just drugs after drugs. They cut him to bleed out but he couldn't pass out, just wide awake without any control of your body."

"Taewon went through so much mental torture. He was kept in darkness, isolated... surrounded by things that could kill him just so maybe he will commit suicide. The Kim brothers would let him watch as they torture Jihun, his brother, using weapons and drugs."

Miles added, "Heidi also revealed that Zeus is partially deaf. Which explains his lack of response and... and..."

"Go on, Mr. Taylor," she presses on, noticing the bit looking so uncomfortable and anxious in telling the story.

"I'm sorry, I just..." Miles held back, I can't believe I'm being sympathetic... "I'll continue."

"... Taewon and Jihun would only be released if they turned themselves in as the Kim brothers. Their brains are entirely rewired to not be able to fight back anymore, so... that's why they were captured and identified as the Kim brothers. But, the real Kim brothers are killed just a year ago."

While Heidi and Zeus were kept in here for two years. This is after all, the third year of them being in CDI. Miles visibly looks uncomfortable, and the woman has noticed this.

Principal Victoria sighs. "I don't understand why you're being affected by this story, Mr. Taylor; but know that you have done a great job, in fact, the best job, no one else has ever done. We will first be confirming their identities before making any changes."

"Thank you," Miles mumbles, "I just don't want them to be treated like monsters anymore."

"They won't be, but that doesn't mean everyone is safe from them," the Principal says, sternly. "Heidi burned a whole floor of the Levough Dorm, are you aware?"

"Yes...?" Zeus is also responsible for the death of his parents.

"You will still be evaluating them. After a clear diagnosis of any mental illness they have, then I may decide if they get to enter classes like normal students or be kept in their rooms." She sighs. "I am well aware that Heidi has the King card from the Caste Game, granting him access everywhere."

"But there are no incidences!" Miles was quick to defend Heidi for some reason. "He... he goes to my class. Well, once... and he has not hurt anyone or burned anything!"

The Principal peers on him through her glasses. "Is it maybe, because you have some kind of control over them?"

"N-no... I don't think so..." In fact, they control me.

"But there aren't any incidences..." Principal Victoria states. "And according to what I've seen and heard... the brothers only exploit the power of the card to go to your class, and nowhere else."

Miles didn't know of that, and his heart leaps for some reason. They do?

"Something tells me, Mr. Taylor... that you're more than a simple criminal psychologist to them."

one week after,

JOHNSON BUILDING

The air of delinquency and anticipation plagues the halls of Carvalle, at least in this teacher's perspective. Miles bites down on his lips, walking down the hallway full of delinquent students while his eyes are solely on his notes.

I can't believe it... He feels excited at how much he has learned from the brothers. Not only that, but his stomach also produces butterflies at how much Heidi and Zeus spoil his body with both a right balance of gentle and rough treatment. Spoiled and controlled at the same time by boys with damaged psyches, is Miles the same?

Miles can't help but love it so much, it has become a normal thing for him to desire their touch. He has never worried about his sexuality whenever he's with them. He has never felt so free in his entire life. So comfortable, so accepted.

Disgusting or not, Miles will leave the guilt for after he becomes happy.

"I have yet to diagnose them," he mutters to himself, only hoping for the best outcome of the evaluation. They didn't deserve their torture, and they don't deserve to be alienated here. Whatever illness they have must be identified and treated... And Miles doesn't have to wait for their identity's confirmation, he wholly believes this is the innocent Jun brothers.

Not entirely innocent, Miles reminds himself, since Zeus still committed murder and Heidi is still a dangerous arsonist. But they were accused for doing the heinous crimes of the Kim brothers, and they are not that evil.

He sighs over the silly notes he wrote down for Heidi, "Favorite tattoo is the Dairy Queen logo on his leg. Dislikes seeing flawless skin."

This explains why Satan always leaves marks on Miles whenever he can. As for Zeus, "Favorite dinosaur is the Triceratops. Afraid of bugs."

"Actually, both of them are..." Miles mumbles to himself when suddenly he was knocked back by the impact of a student running hurriedly. The files are scattered on the floor and students are snickering in the hallways.

"Oh my god, I'm sorr—" Miles looks in shock at the person, to see Nougat looking as pretty as ever. He hasn't seen the one who assaulted him since that day, because Miles had moved from his class to another one with Ford dormies.

The boy breathes out, "Miles."

The teacher immediately gathers his things, not letting Nougat help him.

"Miles, I never got to say sorry-"

"It's okay, Nougat." Miles gives him a fake smile, but fear was evident in those eyes.

He underestimated Carvalle's most beautiful student because he thought this kid might be good and could never do a horrid thing such as what happened before. Uncomfortable around him, Miles rushes to go to his class.

"Wait, Miles!" Nougat catches up with him, his blue eyes pleading desperately for forgiveness. "I'm serious. I am so sorry... I did mean that, no lie but... but I regret it. I shouldn't have done that. Not without your permission... n-not in front of all of them."

"It's okay, Nougat. Please go to class," Miles even avoids looking at him.

After all, the kid humiliated him in front of his class and assaulted him. After all he's been through as a child, something like that happening all over again is a nightmare. Still, Miles isn't cold-hearted and Nougat apologized so he may be forgiven; but the victim still couldn't forget what happened. Miles proceeds, avoiding Nougat since he always tries to be the better person, even for the worse people.

But the boy was persistent and lightly tugged Miles back, causing the teacher to look at his very guilty student. "I'm... really, genuinely sorry. You're going back to our class, right? The substitute says so."

"Yes...?"

"That's great," Nougat flashes that gorgeous, happy smile that could make even homophobes admire him. "We promised we won't do anything to you. They'll even do their homework, now. Everyone was punished-everyone but me, but... that doesn't mean I don't feel less as punished as them. We know that what we did was wrong. Please forgive our class."

Nougat has tears bottling in his perfect blue eyes and Miles can't help but feel bad at least. For himself, and for being hesitant.

"But... why did you do that Nougat? If you knew that was wrong, why do it?" Miles asks.

"I was blinded by j-jealousy..." Nougat's voice cracks, the boy looking distressed as a guilty person should be. "I saw the mark left by SaLu and... and I was jealous. I like you a lot and... I hate that you like the devils more than me."

"Nougat," Miles puts a hand on his shoulder as the boy wipes a stray tear away quickly. "I don't even know why you like me. You are beautiful, and nice... sometimes, but you definitely are a nice person. I'm just not for you."

"But they are?" Nougat sniffs. "They'll do worse than the mistake we did!"

"I had no choice," Miles lied. "I had to be in charge of them."

Nougat looks away stubbornly, unable to accept Miles' kind rejection.

"Look, I forgive you okay? Just don't do it again. And... try to find somebody else more worthy of you because to tell honestly, I'm not."

"But I don't want anyone but you," Nougat cries out in a small voice, tears starting to spill out.

Miles wasn't sure what to think of this, but Nougat's face is making it hard to put the kid down. "I'm sorry, Nougat. But we have to get to class."

Just then, the bell rang. Miles gives the beautiful boy as awkward smile before walking off to his old class. Nougat was left behind with tears streaming down his face, staring at Miles' back. His classmate, Cya, approaches him and gives the crying boy a weirded-out look. He offers Nougat a handkerchief.

"I didn't become a Theatre star for Miles Taylor to give me a fake smile," Nougat spits as he harshly wipes his tears away using Cya's handkerchief.

"It's strange how Mr. Taylors doesn't know how attractive he really is though because dammnn that ass..." Cya whistled, making his roommate Lace elbow him in the gut.

"I won't be giving you blowjobs so go open a can and shove your dick in it..." Nougat grumbles with pure anger as his insecurities boil inside of him.

Meanwhile, Miles gets inside his original classroom and faces the original chaotic class full of de Veras and Wyners.

"Hello everyone... I guess the noise never changes," Miles says with a tight smile just as Nougat also enters the classroom with Cya and a bunch of other latecomers. The teacher's presence caused them to at least behave in their seats.

"I know that you've been punished for that incident... uhm, laps around the plaza for the whole day and cleaning duty... so I hope that won't happen again," Miles forces out a cheerful façade even in the presence of students who cheered for his assault. "Let's move on from that, okay?"

I have to move on... they'll move on. I'm so sick of being a victim...

The normal noisy murmurs of students who don't care less go on, and so Miles opens his lesson plan.

"So, before we get into the topic of Humanities and Social Sciences, let's first get into the subtopi-" the door suddenly opens, revealing the latecomer who rendered the whole classroom into a silent void.

It was Heidi Kim, in all his glory, with an unbuttoned uniform shirt, clean slacks, and the school blazer draped around his shoulders carelessly. There's a bandana on his head, which is a tribal handkerchief being tied together. His tattoos is very much visible, and so is his scowl upon meeting the students.

It's the second time Heidi went to my class, Miles gasps. "Heidi."

Again, the class makes a big deal about Miles saying his name familiarly, which is unheard of. Miles does his best to be positive despite his fear, "Oh. If you wish to join, please be seate-"

Unexpectedly, Heidi goes right beside the front table and grabs the teacher's jaw, forcefully pulling him into a tight lock of their lips. If a human could be a tomato, that human is Miles Taylor right now.

"..." Students made various quiet noises in reaction while Nougat glares daggers at Satan.

Speaking of Nougat, Heidi identified him to be the one who assaults this Miles. And so, he opens his eyes to stare at the beautiful blonde boy in his seat, and licks Miles' bottom lip sensually. He made sure to show everyone that move.

When he finally pulls away, Miles' knees was rendered weak for a split second before he pulls himself up, speechless.

"This bitch," Heidi announces in a very deep, hell-scary voice. "Mine."

Goosebumps, all over Miles who seemed to be so turned on by that. What, no! That wasn't consented! He just called me a bitch! Again!

Oh, but is Miles blushing like crazy. His heart is pounding in delight, and he doesn't know that displaying affection in public without hiding or being insecure of your sexuality feels so damn good. But, almost everyone avoided eye contact with him after that, even Nougat who just lowered his eyes.

The world seems to make way for Heidi as he and his long legs walk to his seat up front, which had always been empty ever since he claimed the spot right in front of the teacher.

Miles blinks rapidly, unable to move on from that crazy, possessive gesture that gave a middle finger to consent and shame. He was so red that he chooses to remain facing the whiteboard in hopes that his students won't see his flustered face.

But they noticed, of course. A Wyner student snorts, "His ears are red."

Much to students' shock, Heidi's deep voice that gives no regard to volume came to reply.

"Should've seen him in bed, it'll turn my favorite shade."

Miles' writing hand slipped, "H... Heidi, please stop speaking offensive nonsense."

"Like what, saying I'll fuck you in the nurse's office?"

Majority of the class laughed, except Nougat who doesn't buy into the bullshit. He doesn't like hearing his classmates talk about Miles being so good in bed that Satan keeps him alive for another fuck.

"Well..." Miles inhales sharply, before holding his head up high while still facing the whiteboard. "Would you like me to throw you out the window so you'll end up in the clinic?"

"Oooooh!" The class reacts, making noise in favor of Miles.

But, silence came when Heidi starts to tap his long nail on one pinky finger on the desk, creating an eerie but playful sound. "Kinky. Didn't know you wanted to die by talking back to me."

Miles fumes at Heidi's casual death threat. It's one thing to threaten Miles when they're alone, but it's humiliation if it's done in front of his class. And so, feeling a little bit mad and a little bit suicidal with a dash of playfulness, Miles turns his head to face Heidi with a smirk.

"I'm still alive even after talking back every time you try putting your dick in my mouth. If I can still talk, it means it's not that big..."

The class just made an even larger noise.

I can definitely play along, Miles rolls his eyes, turning around to continue teaching.

Yet this made the great Heidi smirk, both amused and proud at Miles' sudden change in confidence. He leans in, causing everyone to quiet down and anticipate his reply.

"We can test it right... now."

Miles blushes like crazy, but he still won't let Heidi win this game. And so, he turns around to bark.

"There's no point passing a defective quiz. I'd even call it a quizlet," Miles makes a pointed look at Heidi's crotch, making his entire class howl in support.

"No wonder it takes you hours to finish it, Taylors," Heidi smirks while tapping a nail on the table in a rhythm, much to the class' amusement who goes back in forth in siding.

Miles opens his mouth, but took too long to reply and so he just shut it and glares at the King. But the King isn't finished with him yet.

"Had enough? It takes two dicks to shut a pussy up, you should know, you love it."

The favor shifts from Miles to Heidi in an instant as the class of baboons made noise to support Heidi's insulting words, coupled with the heated stare only directed to the teacher in front. Who, for an obvious reason, heats up in red at the embarrassing fact.

"W-well-!" Miles couldn't reply because a teacher appeared in the doorway.

"Mr. Taylor? Sorry for disturbing your activities, but I have something to talk to you about..." Miss Ally says with a cautious look, staring at that terrifying student in the front who's not supposed to be there.

"Ally," Miles breathes out.

"Ooooh! Taylor's in trouble!" The students howled.

"Send him to the guidance counselor!"

"He got an F on Physics, oooooh!"

Miles glares at his class stating, "Behave with your nonsense, children!"

But, the kids reply amusing Heidi even more.

"Do children have 9-inch dicks?"

"I don't know man, let me check..."

"Don't touch me, you pedo! I'm a child!"

"You're twenty."

"I'm two decades, that makes me a toddler."

Miles rolls his eyes, landing on Heidi who gives him a hooded stare, very sexy and threatening in the same context of 'I can't wait to play with you.' And so Miles rushes out to meet with Ally.

Ally freaks out in the hallway with a harsh voice, "So it's true then?! Satan's in your class?! And he hasn't started a fire, yet?!"

"Zeus came in once too... please close your mouth."

"How could I?! They've been in their room for three years and suddenly Heidi cares about grades?" Ally looks at him in disbelief.

"He still doesn't care, but..." Miles sighs, unable to tell Ally about being SaLu's plaything and actually enjoying it, because again, he's not gay. "It's complicated. Maybe I'm just a really good criminal psychologist... I hope."

"Wh-wh..." Ally rolls her eyes. "Fine, let's get serious for a bit. Principal Victoria told me to send you this... it's a report from the Korean Government."

Miles gasps, This is the clarification letter. He accepts the files Ally gave him, not taking a single breath as he takes out the already opened letter.

"National statistics confirm that..." Miles couldn't contain his grin. "They truly are the Jun brothers!"

Miles hugs Ally in excitement because finally, the brothers aren't as evil as everyone thought they were. They didn't kill a classroom of students, nor were they heartless gangsters. They're only the victims of the Kim brothers.

"So if they're not the Kim brothers.... they're innocent?" Ally asks as Miles pulls away.

"No, not really..." Just because they're victims, doesn't mean they're innocent. They still did something terrible. "But I'm so happy they aren't as evil as the Kim brothers."

"Then, what is the school gonna do about them? They didn't commit crimes on campus grounds when they were normal students, so they should belong in the Wyner dorm but..."

"Principal Victoria says they have to stay here," says Miles. "I have to evaluate their mental health first before the Office can make any decisions about-"

Ally squeals in fear when Heidi suddenly appears behind Miles and throws an arm around the teacher's shoulder. Being the tall brute he is, Miles looks significantly smaller despite not being short at all.

Heidi gives the female teacher a very dark and scary stare enough to intimidate even military men as he possessively pulls Miles closer to him.

"Heidi! Get back to class!" Miles panics, whisper-yelling at the boy.

"Sir..." Heidi runs a slender finger up Miles's chest and pulls at his buttons suggestively, making sure Ally watches her fellow teacher get so flustered at the action.

"I'll..." Ally swallows her discomfort. "I'll go now... it's better if you continue your class, Mr. Taylor."

She walks away in haste, very much terrified of Heidi's threatening aura. With a roll of his dark eyes, he presses his head onto Miles' neck.

"Heidi, stop embarrassing me! Let's go back insid-ah!" Miles clamps his hand against his mouth when Heidi bites his earlobe.

"How do her boobs feel? Soft?" Heidi growls beside his ear.

"Heidi..." Miles feels so insecure that they're in the hallways, thankfully the door of the classrooms is closed and this corridor is empty.

"Hmm..." Heidi's ragged voice hums. "I have an illness... a raging boner, and I need a trip to the clinic."

Miles was just dragged away from his class and into wherever Heidi plans, because who is he but a willing toy.

SCHOOL CLINIC, JOHNSON BUILDING

Heidi barges into the room like he owns the place, giving Miles whiplash from how fast he merely walked, blaming Satan's longer legs with a wider pace.

He's gonna kill me! No, he's gonna fuck me to death, and that's not good despite being tempting—oh my god Miles Taylor you are a professional! The teacher squirms as a silent Heidi calmly throws him into the empty clinic romantically. And by romantically, it's Miles ending up on the floor.

Swallowing his stammer, Miles pushes himself up to glare at Satan who has his eyebrows up and arms crossed. "Heidi, we had class back there why do you-"

Miles' nagging stops when he spots another pair of long legs dangling on the window sill. It is Zeus of all people, looking princely in a casual long-sleeved Carvalle uniform while overlooking the outside with a soft, dream-like gaze.

"Zeus? You... you're outside, too?"

"I give my brother the same level of freedom as me," Heidi boasts, "He is the Jack, is he not, little bitch?"

That name was unnecessary. Deep down, Miles is happy that the school lets them go outside their rooms, because isolation and darkness is really bad for a person's well-being. And they've been kept there for years.

The teacher jolts slightly when Heidi puts his rough but sensual hands-on Miles' shoulders, pressing down on the flesh softly but firmly. "Little Miles is tired right? Why don't you... relax...?"

Heidi's voice next to my ear is so hair rising... Miles' tense muscles almost relaxes at Heidi's pressure. "Little? I'm older than you by... one, two... -almost five years!"

"Yeah, tell that to your body, Kitten..." Heidi purrs, moving his hands down to massage Miles' lower back. "I just can't wait to punish y—"

"Heidi, please!" The man slaps Satan's hands away, and Satan did nothing but glare at this very earned disrespect. "What is Zeus doing here, anyway? Zeus, please stay away from the window. You could fall."

"Haha, fall... funny..." The rejected Heidi sarcastically says as he lies onto one of the beds with his hands on his nape and his long legs on display. "Stupid Jihun came here to see you."

"Don't call him stupid," Miles glares at Heidi. Wow, I'm suddenly not afraid of this guy who could very well break my neck if he wants to... So why didn't he?

Still, it seems as if Heidi doesn't mind because he's just staring at Miles, very amused. Dark hooded eyes observe the teacher's every move with unsubtle sexual desire, but he doesn't act on it for some reason. Very uncomfortable with the sexy eyes judging him, Miles approaches Zeus who keeps looking at him with dead, almost uninterested eyes.

"Hey buddy..." Miles smiles, but then remembers that he is partially deaf. He points to the scenery outside the window, "Do you like going outside?"

No response.

"What about class? Do you want to be in my class?"

Remembering that they only go out to invade his class or at least have the intentions to see him, Miles feels somewhat proud of these boys for having enough discipline to not get themselves into trouble. But then again, they're not as evil as the real Kim brothers.

Zeus killed his parents, and it's never okay. But it's also not okay to dehumanize anyone. He had no choice.

Looking back, Miles sees the other brother with his eyes closed, making the teacher blush about how ripped and godly Satan looks with his shirt unbuttoned and his body on display. He really just dragged me in here because he wants to sleep?

Sighing, Miles knew he should be thankful the guy didn't choke him for those insults and talkbacks at the classroom. He sneaks a peak at Zeus' injured hand instead. "Is it okay now? Your hand... let me see."

He takes the blonde's hands and gently examines the bandages and tight casting around it to make sure his bones heal. They were truly damaged, and one week of treatment isn't fully enough to heal it. Zeus does nothing but stare softly at him, feeling new at the concern which no one else but his brother showed.

When suddenly, Satan's groggy voice was heard.

"Don't trust him Jihun, he hugged a woman."

Just like that, Zeus' soft, innocent look turned to that of hurt and betrayal as he snatches his hand away and scowls angrily at Miles.

"Wh-what-no, I was just-!" Miles wanted to fume at Heidi but it just hurts him that Zeus looks so jealous and his usually emotionless face didn't hide that. It's kind of cute but.... scary!

"I just received a letter that confirms your identity, so I was really excited that you aren't really the Kim brothers!" Miles defends, making Heidi's eyes fly open. "I was so happy I had to hug her. So happy that... that you aren't as monstrous as they thought you to be... and I hope that Carvalle will treat you like normal delinquent students instead of caged animals."

"Not as monstrous?" Heidi scoffs, while Zeus is still angry at Miles. "Sweetheart, that guy in front of you murdered his own flesh and blood. That's not any less monstrous."

"B-but at least he didn't murder 30 of his classmates just like what everyone believed before!" Miles exclaims, defending Zeus even if it isn't his job to do so.

Still, that outrage at least calms Lucifer down to an extent that he's back to staring blankly at Miles. He looks at his brother, signing with his hands.

"What, it's fun to tease him. Look at his neck being red..." Heidi rolls his eyes in response to Zeus.

"What are you...?" Miles sighs at the realization that they're being themselves again. "Look. I'm going back to my class. After, I have a meeting with the Principal to decide if you two-"

Miles yelps when Zeus suddenly gets up and snakes his arms around Miles' waist. He buries his nose in the teacher's curly hair. As if saying, 'stay.'

"Zeus, let go. I'm serious, I have a class to teach.." Miles mumbles, trying to hard not to remember their sensual moments together because that would arouse his sexual attraction towards these devils again.

Too late. His stomach is releasing tingles from how Zeus gently pulls his head for a soft, innocent kiss. Miles groans, especially when Zeus left his mouth to go savor in his favorite scent, baby powder, by sucking on Miles' neck and inhaling him.

"Zeu... no, stop! You're gonna leave marks again!" Miles scolds him. Lucifer pulls away and would've left him alone, if not for Heidi being the devil he is.

"Kiss him where nobody'll see the mark."

"Heidi you-!" The blonde brother took his suggestion way too literally and lift Miles up to put him on one of the beds, Zeus kneeling down on the floor. "Don't listen to him! He's a bad influence!"

"You're saying that to someone who suggested the hide and seek game, babe..." Heidi comments with his hormone-inducing deep voice. Why is he so unlikably hot... both of these little shits are unlikably hot...

Miles, though it's against his morals but not against this will, still moans when Zeus lifts his shirt to nibble on the skin of his stomach. He always comforts the harsh bite with his tongue, and so Miles accepts that the best pleasure is pleasure after pain.

Zeus' hands roam, sneaking onto Miles' thighs to separate them. His other hand goes to unbutton Miles' shirt and the teacher just lets him because why not? At least he isn't ripping it open like Heidi usually does.

"Zeus..." Miles groaned, feeling the man's tongue make its journey to his exposed nipples. "N... no seriously, it's... ah!"

He was pushed back onto the bed, his lower legs still dangling on the bed with Zeus in the middle. As the man swirls his selfish tongue on Miles' sensitive buds, his hand worked to undo the pants to free the teacher's arousal.

Miles bites onto his own arm, suddenly yelping onto it whenever Zeus bites. "That's painful, Zeus..."

He obeyed and pulls away, but instead stares at Miles right in the eyes as Zeus lowered down to enjoy Miles' dick. Hands-free, Zeus drives him crazy by immediately engulfing him like the kind but selfish person he is.

"Nngh..." Miles moans on his arm as he feels Zeus' warm mouth. It's the same warmth that gave his mouth pleasure earlier, now feasting on him like it's a tasty lollipop. He has never been blown with consent before. And Miles loves every bit of it now that he's appropriately older.

Zeus lifts his legs and pushes his pants to his thighs before going back to sucking him with his head in between Miles' raised legs. A wet, warm cave almost drives Miles to madness because of how much he wanted this. The feeling of Zeus' tongue being an amateur is still enough for him to moan loudly over.

When Zeus starts a rhythm and bobs his head, the willing victim mewls and arches his back in pure satisfaction.

If this is how a blowjob feels, then why don't they react the same when I do it to them? Am I terrible? Because simply, this act is amazing. Unbeknownst to Miles, they're just really tolerant and he's so sensitive.

"Zeus, please! Oh my god, it feels so goo... d..." He groans as his fingers weave into the pigment-less fabric of Zeus' hair, following the bounce of his movements.

Suddenly, a smirking Heidi appears in front of Miles from the other side of the bed, so he appears upside down in the teacher's vision. "I'm starting to feel like you're not straight... just a hunch..."

"C.... can you.... please stop teasing.... you bully?" Miles grunts as he nears his climax.

"Little bunny... I only tease before fucking," Heidi grabs Miles' hair and feasts on his lips, an inverted kiss that made Miles' hand fly up to pull Heidi deeper.

I can't believe I'm letting them do this to me... Miles moans when Heidi's tongue invades, as well as Zeus' mouth speeding up at the feel of his cum travelling on the shaft and waiting for a release.

And oh my god, I am loving this...

Heidi pulls away, still smirking. "Let go, little bunny..."

But am I starting to love them?

As Miles grips Satan tight, moaning out loud and arching when he finally ejaculated. Zeus was also surprised so he pulls away in time to watch Miles overflow with some splashing on Lucifer's face because of the pressure and release. The tingle in Miles' stomach remains, especially when he looks down to see Zeus' face splattered with his cum. It was such a hot sight, and Zeus looks utterly shocked at the sudden climax. As if, that wasn't supposed to happen.

"Yes Jihun, toys can cum too," Heidi laughs, running his hand down the sensitive body of the breathless Miles.

But am I just a toy for them?

Miles' emotions were mixed, but his body is currently in heaven. Heidi plays with his cum by touching his wet length and spreading the substance all over his stomach and chest. He ends it by sucking on his fingers one by one, all while staring straight into Miles' lost eyes.

"Ew," says Miles, breathless.

"People say that when they eat mayonnaise but it's still tasty..." Heidi purrs with his sexy, bedroom, and almost dungeon-like voice. Still drop-dead scary, but Miles had adapted into just viewing it as drop-dead sexy.

Zeus releases his legs and takes a blanket to clean him up. The guy spoils Miles to the point of even carefully fixing his clothes and buttoning his shirt back up again. Zeus truly takes care of his toys and though that makes Miles feel special, it's still a dark feeling.

Miles tries to stop him from buttoning his shirt. "N... no Zeus, you don't need to, I can do it—" but the bigger man slaps his hands away to continue his work.

"Wh-what about your... you know," Miles shyly asks, looking at the raging hard on both brothers have.

"So you're asking to not walk for the whole day? Because I'm in the mood for some DP."

"What's that?" Miles asks, bewildered. Zeus replies by pecking him on the lips as he finishes dressing Miles up.

"Hmm," growls Heidi right behind the teacher, causing goosebumps to litter his skin. "I'm still in the mood to punish you, little bunny. When you step into my room... you better be prepared."

Thank God it's Monday.

later on,

LEVOUGH DORM

Miles had forgotten the power of Carvalle to do stuff almost instantly. There is a new plate on the door 10 hours after the confirmation of identities.

JUN

001

"They're officially the Jun brothers..." and this isn't a simple writing or replaceable plate, this is the metal type and has to be drilled into the door. As rich Carvalle schools are, it even has pure gold plating just to display their wealth.

Identities... got that checked out! Miles couldn't contain the excitement of his accomplishment as he enters Zeus' room. It was still dark, and only lit by the usual lava lamp with a dim blue light. The only change this time is Zeus not being chained at all.

"Aww, Zeus I'm so proud!" Miles puts his files on the table and hugs Zeus who is sitting motionlessly on the bed. The blonde man's head fits snugly on Miles' chest.

Without thinking, Miles kisses Zeus on the forehead. "You really didn't deserve to be chained up because you're not some uncontrollable beast. That'd be Heidi but..."

Miles sits down right in front of the still blank-faced man. Only this time, the hostile look is completely wiped off and replaced with a gentle, familiar, more admiring stare.

His eyes are also dynamic, now... Miles observes, noticing how the man's eyes now go everywhere, either to stare at his outfit or everywhere when he's confused, instead of just a speck of nothingness.

"Let's play?" He cheerfully pulls the two stuffed dinosaurs back out. "Don't worry, if I find Triceratops online, I'll buy you one."

Miles also changes the way he speaks. He always emphasizes the words with his lips so it'll be easier for the deaf Zeus to read them; because sometimes he really doesn't understand and that's why he never responds sometimes. No other consultant understood that but Miles.

Somehow, this "professional" criminal psychologist ends up between Lucifer's long legs with his back against the broad chest, telling a story about a surviving dinosaur family after the meteor disaster. It's warm; it makes Miles feel butterflies in his stomach, and Zeus can hear him completely from this distance. Zeus is also enjoying the smell of Miles' hair now that his nose is directly in contact with it.

"... so like, they go to this oasis, right? But the oasis is dried up!" Miles exclaims with shock, clearly getting carried away with telling his story. His hands are everywhere, and Zeus doesn't know where to look. "How will they live now? That was their only hope, their promised land but..."

Still, Zeus enjoys how he jerks and softens depending on how intense the story is getting. He hugs the teacher by the crest tightly, wanting the dinosaurs to have a happy ending.

But then, "Boom! Water everywhere!"

Miles became so invested in the story he actually jumps to imitate the sudden appearance of water, and surprisingly, he hears Zeus laugh behind him.

Wait, what now? Miles halted his story, immediately looking back in disbelief at the usually emotionless man. "Zeus? Did you just... ?"

He had a blank face now, but softer. What Miles heard was definitely an uncontrollable chuckle from Zeus' throat, but it can be obvious that the man opened his mouth to release those humored sounds. It wasn't loud, no, not enough to be heard five meters away. Miles even doubts that he heard it.

But he did it. Zeus laughed.

"You..." Miles gulps, knowing not to overwhelm or pressure the man. "You like my story, then?"

Zeus replies by slipping his hand onto Miles' cheeks. In his mind, You are so cute telling stories. But of course, he couldn't say it.

"Zeus..." Miles whispers when he again felt the sinful desire to be monopolized by this gentle person's touch. Instead, he focuses his desires on the investigation. "Don't.... don't get mad, please but... can you show me your... your scars?"

That was rude, Miles admits. But I have to know the extent of the torture not by words, but by evidence. I need to see exactly what happened to him if he's not gonna talk about it.

Even during sex, Zeus never takes his shirt and jacket off, and not even fully remove his pants. He is the complete opposite of Heidi who seems to view clothes as disease. But, Zeus allows his Miles to slowly curl his fingers on the edge of his shirt, and lift it up.

A strained gasp came as a reaction.

If Heidi's are tattoos, Zeus' is scars. Miles couldn't fathom what he'd been through just by looking at paper white, flawed, damaged skin Zeus has all over.

CLASSROOM 3-C, JOHNSON BUILDING

"Laaaace, I wanted to sleep in!" One of Miles' students, Cya, groaned and complained at his roommate who dragged his ass out of the dorms to come to class. "It was your fault I was kept up all night!"

"How is it my fault? You're the one with nightmares screaming like a girl every damn hour," Lace deadpans, calmly walking alongside Cya.

"Sleep paralysis is scary, man!" Cya huffs. "And I can't believe you'd be my sleep paralysis demon, I wanted it to have double D's. Maybe she will sleep beside me instead of you. There's be no dick on my back."

Lace rolls his eyes, walking a little faster to leave Cya. "Fine then. I won't sleep beside you tonight. See if your demon will calm you down."

But, Cya just realized that the monster is not a Double D tittied girl and he'd be frozen all night without-"Lace! Wait up, hold on man I was joking!"

"Don't worry, I won't wake you up next time," Lace mumbles while entering the 3 - C classroom. "... and iron your uniform. And do your homework. And clean the dorm. And massage your-"

"Okay okay, shit!" Cya catches up to him and grabs his shoulders. "You're the man, Lace. Okay, you're my man! Wait no, that was kinda gay- I mean! You're my best man. I appreciate you."

Cya tiptoes to casually kiss his taller and tanned roommate's forehead. Cya innocently grins at him, "Now, continue being my man oka-wait no, it still sounds gay..."

Lace rolls his eyes, "Just get to your seat, shithead."

He does, sitting beside Nougat who is gripping the pencil he borrowed form Cya yesterday. The poor wooden thing was cracking in between Nougat's two fists. Is he mad...?

"Uhm Nougat... you're breaking my pencil," Cya cautiously says, but the most beautiful boy in the school gave him a glare so scary and ugly he cowered after Nougat snapped his pencil in half. "Okay, you didn't break anything."

The classroom is in chaos at the absence of their teacher. Some are smoking, some are trying to stab each other, and some listening to Gospel music. Of course, the occasional fight between the Wyners and the de Vera's always break out with some kids getting bruises by now.

"That dick eating slut has the brothers wrapped around his fingers!" Nougat shrieks.

Cya replies, "I think it's the opposite way around."

"If it was, Satan would've murdered me," Nougat spits out. While everyone is having fun and almost starting fires, he is seeing red at how much he hates Miles Taylor.

"N, didn't you like, have a crush on those brothers?" In front of them, Lace turns around to say, "Especially Satan?"

"Disgusting, that was a year ago!"

Nougat glared at Lace this time, because that fact has been around since a year ago when Nougat first got here. He saw Heidi being transferred from one floor to another during one of his flings with a Levough dormie. And oh dear Lord, the defined body and fierceness of Heidi while glaring at him as he passed by just stroke the risky kitten inside Nougat. The danger, masculinity, and the look of a punk god just turned Nougat on even more.

"...and a virgin comes in and gets to suck his dick at the first few months..." Nougat grumbles. What does he even have that my face and body already don't?!

He then stares at Zombie who is smoking a cigarette. Much to everyone's surprise, the gorgeous Queen leaned over and stole Zombie's cig before sipping on it indifferently.

It is a big deal because the Wyners and the de Vera's always had a feud. For the Queen, Nougat, to do that to the Head of the De Vera dorm was deemed somewhat hot rivalry for everyone who witnessed. The tatted up Zombie did nothing but keep his eyes on the sly fox, waiting for him to return the cigar.

"Hey Seven of Diamonds... what do you say about taking a break in the music room?" Nougat suggests with his silky voice. That was a code for let's fuck.

Zombie stands up, suddenly supported by the other students since Zombie is the only one to ever reject Nougat in the first place. Besides Miles, of course. But, with Zombie looking like he's taking the offer, it's another big deal in the classroom.

"Whooo! Diamonds getting the Queen!"

"Man, I wanna be one of the Heads next time..."

"Shit, Nougat's so hot!"

With a sexy hooded stare from the hollow skull of Zombie's eyes, he goes right in front of Nougat. But, instead of entertaining him, he takes the cigarette and gently blows a smoke onto Nougat's mouth. A soft, but sexy kind of rejection.

Yet another rejection. Nougat accepts the smoke saying, "Thanks for blowing me, then."

"Oooooh!"

"Yooo! Good catch!" They yelled.

Giving Zombie a subtle glare, Nougat spitefully accepts his rejection by pulling on a classmate, a fellow Wyner, just to make out with him. Even when one's a homophobe, one cannot resist lips as sweet as Nougat's, especially with the mint flavor of the cigarette he smoke.

"Yeeeee get it!"

They all made noise of encouragement as Nougat roughly makes out with a classmate, feeding him his tongue all while staring straight at Zombie.

The tatted de Vera couldn't help but feel a dark pit in his stomach seeing Nougat being grinded on and treated as an object. Even Nougat is proud of it, he craves attention, but Zombie isn't having it.

He walks a few steps and snatches Nougat off of his partner, shocking the whole classroom who are being entertained by the whole scene. Nougat didn't have time to enjoy all the attention because Zombie had just dragged him out of the classroom and into the music room.

2-M ARTS ROOM

"Ow! Okay, Zombie I appreciate you taking me here for a fuck but you're seriously hurting me-!"

"Well, you're killing yourself!" Zombie pushes him towards the string instruments and Nougat's wrists were turning red. "You think fucking half of Carvalle will make you any less lonely and insecure, well you'll only get an STD and a broken heart."

Zombie has never been this furious before. What he fuck is wrong with this guy? Nougat wonders.

"For your information, bastard," he spits, pushing the taller man away. "I use condoms every single time and I never get attached!"

"You're attached to the fantasy of being everyone's fuck toy and fantasy. And when they don't need you, or want you anymore, what will you do? When they don't care about you anymore, and no one ever will because you're nothing but a quick fuck for them, what will you do?"

That just hit Nougat right in the ego, but kept his hard look. "And why the fuck do you care?! You just ignore me and-and... reject me, and somehow you're pulling a Morgan Freeman and be my life coach?!"

"It doesn't matter why I care, what matter is I do!" Zombie yells right in front of Nougat, who's turning red. "Don't forget you came crying to me the first week you came here because you got raped and some fucks thought you were seducing instead of just wanting friends."

Now, the boy's lips just quivered thinking about the memory. He stubbornly looks away, "That was an unexpected encounter. Everyone in Carvalle are pieces of shit. Now I'm not some sissy that needs your protection, Zombie."

Well, he recalled how Nougat almost killed himself because of how his body hurt and how he was thoroughly used the first week in this prison school. Zombie was the one to find him almost dead, and although his appearance frightened the younger Nougat, he didn't do anything but offer the kid clothes and comfort. Zombie was there when Nougat truly needs someone.

But, now with his indestructible walls and accepting the fact that he's objectified, Nougat no longer needs this Knight in shining tattoos. Also, the irony of a rapist consoling someone who was raped in school.

"You're terrible," the bigger man spits at the stubborn Nougat. "Both of us are, but at least I have the balls to change for the better. With you targeting an innocent person just because you're selfish and insecure, who's worst?"

Nougat smirks, "The one who doesn't accept the fact that you fucking fell for me."

Zombie got so pissed off that he pulls Nougat by the throat and gave him an angry kiss, tasting his own cigarette from earlier. The Queen moans in response to sucking on Zombie's tongue, feeling something tingle in his chest.

But, the inked man pushes him away, keeping his face of pure anger and rage at the flustered boy. "Stop going after Miles Taylor. You are going to get yourself killed."

"What if I don't?" Nougat boldly steps forward until Zombie is in breath's reach. "What if I really want him dead with his cock in his mouth? So SaLu can fuck my corpse in a ditch—"

Zombie grabs him by the shirt and tosses him to the percussion instruments, much to Nougat's delight. The impact made noise and almost sprained the boy's ankles. He licks his lips when Zombie walks over to him and pulls him up harshly by the collar.

"You're a fucking bitch."

Nougat smirks at him and his hands press to the assailant's crotch. "You just want me to be your bitch, huh Z?"

Glaring fiercely and this shameless incubus, Zombie pulls him in for another tight, rage-filled lip lock. Nougat is so greedy that he himself forced Zombie to play with his tongue as the hand massages the growing bulge over his pants.

Aww fuck, I want Z's dick so bad... Nougat whines out as Zombie again throws him on the floor.

Only this time, he pins the most beautiful student of Carvalle onto the ground by pushing two of his wrists above his head. He looks so innocent, but those eyes are evil. Zombie delves into selfishness by claiming Nougat's mouth roughly, and the boy enjoys every second of it.

N's hips thrust up to meet Zombie's and let him know that he, too, is very much aroused and is in need of a hatefuck. Zombie grabs his hips and pulls it up for more friction between them. The man pulls away to see Nougat blushing from ear to chest, but this is nowhere near an embarrassed fluster. He looks like a proud kitten finally getting what he wants.

"Come on Z, just this once," Nougat whines under his hold, finding their position hot and uncomfortable at the same time. "You want me, don't you? You want me more than any of them ever will..."

The way Nougat giggles sound like a devious laugh of innocence here to seduce any other creature with hormones.

"If I fuck you, you won't be able to fuck anyone else," Zombie spits, leaning down to bite Nougat's collarbone.

"Ahh! O-ow! That hurt!" He cries out, but still whined for more stimuli. "Zombie please... please, just..."

He breathes out in uncontrollable lust, "Please fuck me."

meanwhile, much later,

LEVOUGH DORM

Back in the dorm where devils lie, Miles sits staring in shock at the sight of a tainted angel with knives for wings.

"What...? Oh my god..." Miles could almost sob in sympathy seeing Zeus' chest and abs get tainted by the countless scars littered and camouflaged all over them.

The room was dark, but the lava lamp lit up Zeus' body like in a shy revelation. Miles could still see everything, even if it's not well. This would be more terrifying in a properly lit room.

Big, small... blades, whips... Miles runs a finger on the scars from open wounds that weren't treated; large and gaping, as if he can see what they were before they turned to scars.

"I'm so sorry..." Miles whispers, that Zeus couldn't hear but he can clearly see amidst the darkness. "I'm..."

This is my punishment, Zeus wanted to say, just to comfort Miles and tell him that he deserved this. But he couldn't do anything but take Miles' hand and squeezes it. After all, only him, aside from Heidi, has seen the scars from the past.

Miles' mind flashes back to the hardships he faces himself, at the hands of his own father, and imagining these kinds of scars in his body. Only that; the scars would be inflicted by himself, with all the hate and guilt he gave himself. Zeus' scars also carry the hate of the Kim brothers, and the guilt for murdering his own parents even if it's as to save his brother.

Heidi has scars as well; he is mentally scarred and his sadistic behavior will always reflect that. Worse is, he was just in his mid-teens, still a very developing young man. Now older, carrying the scars with him and proudly displaying it.

Miles plants a soft and gentle kiss on the one and only burn scar in the middle of Zeus' chest. The tiny, damaged and wrinkled area of skin delivers soft beats from Lucifer's calm heart.

"Zeus, I'm so sorry... to both you and Heidi..." Miles whispers. "You both are fallen angels, you know. You stayed a wing-less angel while Heidi embraces being a fallen one."

Miles gives him a forced smile, because he truly does feel uncomfortable imagining the brothers going through what he did.

"But I'm so proud of you..." he says, hands running over the rough, ragged skin-tight along defined muscles. Breathing out, "Do you.... did you ever hate yourself?"

Zeus shifts quietly to remove his jacket, revealing more damaged skin on his arms. Slits upon slits of scars of every size, some open and others, ghosts of a bug scratch.

But then a soft, "No..." slipped out of Zeus' mouth before it engulfs Miles in a heated, more sensual kiss than the usual innocent pecks.

Feeling heat burning his abdomen, Miles kisses back with slight force, enjoying the strange taste of orange juice on Zeus' mouth. Groaning, Miles feels the rough texture of the scars on Zeus' arm, feeling goosebumps from how flawed this man is.

"I'm so proud of you..." Miles mumbles, smiling. "You really don't hate yourself? Even with these scars...? I'm so proud.... that you still... manage, even with enough traumas to scare the black out of your hair."

"Miles." Zeus pushes him down, the big man hovering over Miles who is drowning in the soft kisses.

"Mmm?" Though, he already knows what the blonde wants. He pushes Zeus' shirt up with gentle haste, and the man pulls away for a slight second to pull his shirt off completely. The first time he ever stripped.

In the dim blue light the lava lamp is producing, Miles is the sole witness of the hidden sculpture that is Zeus' body. A Greek god indeed, just like his inked brother. Miles runs his fingers over the very rough texture of the tight muscles. They are a product of boredom since the brothers literally had nothing else to do but work out their physique.

Lucifer merely watches Miles as he loses breath over his bare appearance. Truly, a flawed piece of art pushed onto darkness and silence. Zeus softly rubs Miles' cheek with his left hand before snaking his fingers up the curly hair.

"I can't imagine what you must've gone through," says Miles with a crack of his voice.

Zeus plants their foreheads together as Miles continues saying, "... I know you're beautiful inside. Your intentions are pure... though, your actions are terribly wrong... but Zeus, you're not a devil..."

I am actually really ugly. Because, Miles only knows how to scar himself with self-hatred and insecurities. His intentions aren't even pure, because they are tainted with such insecurities and the hate for his father and himself.

"Ngh!" Miles whimpers when Zeus went on biting his earlobe. His hands went to work on undressing Miles' bottoms and they were stopped. "Wait... I... I cleaned up but... but I didn't lube up..."

For some reason, other than not expecting this because it's Zeus...

Lucifer replied by pressing his lips onto Miles' for a tight, assuring kiss. He wants Miles to trust him, and so he did while being successfully undressed.

After throwing his pants to the ground, Zeus pulls on Miles' arms to flip him on his stomach, making the teacher groan at how Zeus is being controlling now. His silent lips trail kisses from Miles' shoulder blade down to his spine. Pleasure can be heard in Miles' breath as Zeus goes down.

"Anghh!" Miles could not contain the butterflies in his stomach when he feels Zeus' tongue caress his closed hole. All kinds of embarrassment and hesitation came when it twitched in anticipation. "Zeus... Z-ohhh my god..."

The man just ran circles over his puckered muscle and pushed the tip of his tongue inside. Miles can feel the appendage go past his ring of muscle, and it gave him all kinds of goosebumps. Zeus just pinned his arm against his back, so it was quite uncomfortable, but that discomfort was nonexistent with Zeus's tongue exploring what it could reach and everything else outside.

Miles just released a needy whine when the blonde ran his tongue from the underside of his balls to the smooth crack. He feels something wet dripping on the entrance, and that was all Zeus' saliva coating as much as he can. Wet fingers entered Miles, causing him to yelp in discomfort.

"Miles." He makes me feel weird when he suddenly says my name. The teacher winces when Zeus keeps moving his fingers, at the same time licking the entrance and getting it all wet.

In less than a few minutes, Miles' outsides were dripping in moisture from Zeus himself. And unbeknownst to a pleasured Miles, Zeus was rock hard and started to stroke himself while stimulating the precious hole.

"Mmm... Z-ohh!" Miles yelps when he feels the mushroom head against his crack, and his abdomen tingled in delight and anticipation. I've always loved it when they have sex with me... now I feel so unashamed when I say I want Zeus...

"Zeus, please... please, do it..." Miles whimpers helplessly under the mercy of his own arousal. He pushes himself against Zeus' cock but the man grunts at the impatience.

He pushes a thumb inside Miles, pulling one cheek apart to open him up before ramming a quarter of himself in.

That was still enough to make Miles scream. Of course, no matter how gentle Zeus' foreplay is, he always likes it rough. And that reflects from how he didn't wait until Miles got comfortable; he just pushes himself in inch by inch while Miles tries to supply himself with enough oxygen.

Even though not all of him is inside yet, Zeus starts to thrust in and out much to Miles' delight. He takes liberty in moaning out the feeling of Zeus rubbing against his walls, stretching them to their limit.

While he screams in pleasure as Zeus painfully forces all of himself inside Miles, light invaded the bedroom with the opening of the door. Zeus didn't stop, but Miles gasps at the silhouette of a very amused Heidi standing by the door.

"Heidi...!" Miles cries out, unable to think because Zeus is pulling his hips back to meet his hard thrusts. He can only hear the dark, jagged voice of someone who truly needs water.

"Oh, I'm definitely in the mood right now Jihun."

Satan closes the door behind him, the dim blue light still not hiding the fact that this man is just as attractive as an evil temptation. A guilty pleasure, a compulsive desire; that is Heidi without a shirt and a dangerous look in his eyes.

Miles feels a whine surface out when his prostate becomes strangely satisfied from Zeus' thrusts, smoothly piston fucking him to insanity. It doesn't help that a very shirtless Heidi is right in front of Miles assaulting his hair.

"You look so hot right now," says the deep, hot voice from the depths of hell.

"Mmhh... n-no... ahh...! Nghh!" Miles cries out, feeling the marriage of pain and pleasure in his ass. Zeus just rams it home while pulling Miles towards him, undeterred by his brother's presence.

Heidi was watching the whole scene with Miles' head in his large hands, getting turned on. Suddenly, it seemed that they are communicating yet again.

"Now that's too soon, Jihun..." Heidi looks like he's making fun of the man behind Miles.

Ugh, I need to learn sign language... and get Zeus checked out at well... if he allows-ahh! Miles wanted to look at Lucifer, but Satan pulled him by the jaw to look at him.

This time Heidi looks angry at Zeus. "You're serious?"

"Heidi, let go..." Miles moans out, because the man's grip on his jaw is getting tighter.

Yet, he was ignored. "He's just a toy," Heidi growls at his brother.

While Zeus' thrusts became slower and more gentle, his hand ran down on Miles' back passionately. The teacher almost has tears in his eyes because it hurts, both his body and his heart. Heidi says it this time. I'm just a toy.

"Mmmhh, Zeus.... what is he saying?" He mumbled, enough for Satan to hear.

The man scoffed ignoring him, still staring at Zeus before rolling his eyes. "You know, he's gonna leave someday."

"Zeus is gonna what-"

Heidi stops Miles with a rough peck on the lips. "Not him, bunny."

"Aangh-!" His grip on Miles' hair became suffocating for his scalp.

"You."

He smashes their lips together, forcing his tongue to fuck Miles' mouth, and the teacher accepts it by moaning in pleasure. He feels Zeus bend down behind him, feeling his pigmentless hair brushing on his nape as he gets willingly assaulted by Heidi.

Miles moans in Satan's mouth especially when his brother begins to stab him with sharp thrusts.

Heidi harshly pulls Miles' head away groaning, "I really want to punish you, slutty bunny..."

"F.... for what?" Miles smirks boldly before he winces and moans out loud.

"For being disrespectfully hot as fuck in the classroom..." Heidi spits, undoing his pants and presenting the monster to his toy. "Let's fix that disrespectful mouth, Sir."

Miles was already full from Zeus' massive dick stimulating him from the back, but he'll be lying to himself when he resists Heidi's punishing cock. And so, he fills himself with both from each end.

Heidi throws his head back every time Miles expertly uses his tongue and gets knocked forward by Zeus' thrusts, deepthroating Satan's large shaft. Miles was unable to look at either men, but by the sounds of it, they seem to be communicating again.

"You're pretty damn shallow," Heidi growls at his brother while grabbing Miles' head. "If a dinosaur and a good ass is enough, then anyone will do."

Zeus' hands tightened.

"Fuck you," Heidi spits, now thrusting into Miles' mouth as Zeus suddenly pulls away without even ejaculating yet. "But he's mine too, Jihun. Feelings or no."

Feelings? Are they talking about feelings? Miles isn't stupid, he's a major in psychology. Zeus is talking about his feelings for me.

But he feels so empty inside now that Zeus stopped. Instead, the man trails kisses up his back, and his finger is now back to exploring the walls that gave him so much pleasure. While choking on Heidi, Miles can't help but think, Why didn't he cum?

"Fuck, Jihun. I wanted to punish him but you just have to be a softie. Fine." Heidi suddenly pulls something out of his back pocket and throws a plastic sachet toward Zeus.

What the hell are they doing and why do I have to suffer? Miles finally gets to look up at Heidi, seeing the tattooed body of a sadist as the man pushes his dick deeper inside his throat. He has choked countless of times now.

Yet, Miles squirms when he feels something cold on his ass, Zeus pouring a slimy substance before entering with his fingers to push it inside. Is that... lube?!

Heidi pulls Miles' head away, a long string of saliva between his mouth and the hard rod he was choking on. "Go and fuck Jihun."

"Wh-what? Wait I don't unde—" Zeus had cut him off by pulling the teacher towards him and making him straddle Lucifer's long legs. Zeus pulls him closer, in order to inhale that innocent scent of baby powder.

Upon exhaling, he mumbles his name once again. Miles can feel Zeus' hands all over him, feeling the touch to his bones. It was warm, even if Zeus himself is cold. Another pair of warmth found Miles' skin in form of Heidi's lips, trailing sexy kisses down his spine.

"Just look at you... you're even willing to be used by us," Heidi purrs against Miles' skin, his deep voice luring out the goosebumps.

Miles moans out loud when Satan inserts two of his fingers inside, rubbing the slimy walls and stretching the entrance. "Heidi, I'm not lett-" Zeus cuts him off by selfishly claiming his mouth.

Miles got lost in Lucifer's tongue playing with his. But, that heaven was short-lived when Zeus' cock enters him while Heidi's fingers are still inside. Screaming out, Miles feels the stretch with unbearable pain.

This goes on for longer than Miles anticipated, sobbing the pain away every time Heidi pulls his fingers apart. Since Lucifer's shaft is also terrifyingly big, he's being stretched and lubed up tremendously.

"What are you doing...!" Miles cries out, "Please stop. It hurts!"

"Good," Heidi mutters, spreading his fingers to stretch Miles even more. "This is punishment."

"F... for what?" Miles buries his nose in Zeus' collar as the other brother continues to bully him.

"For rejecting me easily but unable to reject those little shits."

"Heidi, I tried—-ahh! I swear, I tried!" He also can't help but moan every time Zeus' cock rubs on his prostate. He's loosened up, and his entrance is so soft. "I didn't like what they did, I swear! I tried to—"

"But you like this?" Heidi questions, "Being used by us is okay to you?"

Miles looks back at the smirking devil, getting even more turned on watching him rub on that long, hard rod glistening with lube.

I don't know why my mind says yes but, "No. You're terrible, and I didn't have a choice."

He made the mistake of looking at Zeus right as he said that, and the blonde saw through it.

"Jihun thinks you're lying."

Miles yelps when Heidi painfully spreads his fingers even more and places the head of his cock on the entrance. "Wait, Heidi—!"

The fingers are gone, and Heidi's shaft just entered Miles to join his brother. Against Zeus' neck, Miles has his tears flowing out because of the soreness and painful stretching of his entrance. Heidi barely has half of himself inside, but Miles is already feeling the size and expansion.

"Ohhh.... F... fuck," he breathes out, before his head is pulled to the side where Heidi can play with his tongue in a slow and sensual kiss. Zeus leans in to feast on his neck once again, while Heidi starts grinding and moving.

"Hmmgh-! Hhhhaaa...." Miles sighs, the pain going numb after the tingle in his abdomen created ripples enough to distract him. I feel so full...

Wait... Miles gasps as Heidi plunged forward, and Zeus thrusts back a bit. He came to a realization, I have both of them inside.

Miles' scream isn't overpowering the shock that he has both brothers inside and is fucking him to insanity. This is actually possible?! But they're too big! Have I really become that loose for them?!

He was knocked out of his thoughts when Heidi licks him from collar bone to the area below his earlobe, and that just produced a shivering pleasure. Miles also starts to grind his hips himself, yearning for the friction that stimulates his prostate violently.

Heidi was taking the lead, with Zeus being passive and making sure Miles isn't getting hurt. He does this by contrasting the rough intercourse with his gentle thrusts.

"H-have... ung... you guys... d... done this before...?"

Heidi grunts, thrusting slowly but sharply while Miles is grinding on Zeus. "No."

"Hahh... don't.... don't lie..." He knows so much about how to stretch me out to accommodate both of them... Miles felt Zeus' large hands journey down his back, while Heidi's are having fun bruising his hips. They found a rhythm, and the moans kept in Miles' throat surfaced out to turn him into a noisy, naughty kitten.

"You seem to forget that we're forced to answer you correctly," Heidi chuckles in the sexiest laugh ever omitted by a voice as deep as his.

"Mmm... then please.... hahh, I want to..." Miles' one arm pulls away from Zeus' neck to go down and stimulate his own twitching erection. Lucifer himself assisted by wrapping his hand around Miles' to rub it together, a little squeezed between their bodies.

The world spins as they simultaneously move out of sync but in a clear rhythm with Miles willingly bouncing and being guided. Both brothers have their hands roaming all over their toy, appreciating its sensual movements and accepting their rough handling.

"Ohhh my—Heidi, Z-Ze... ahhh! I can't...! Angghhh!"

Miles couldn't contain his moan and it strains against his throat, which Heidi is nibbling on. He feels his organs swell at the pleasure, especially the most sensitive parts that Zeus rubs on.

Then, Lucifer's face contorted to that of discomfort. Only that, it wasn't discomfort, but climax. He suddenly pushes Miles up and pulls himself out, immediately spilling all over their stomachs.

"Oh my g-"

But it only went crazier from there, since Zeus now turns his attention to torturing Miles' dick. Not only that, but Heidi also pulls Miles tightly against them and starts thrusting in a rapid, almost animalistic speed that drives the receiver nuts.

"H-! Heidi! Slow d-do... down...!" Miles yells out, but the man replied by gripping his hips so tight, he felt a numbing sensation that might be followed by a bruise.

He was shaking, his body controlled by the hot desires of Heidi's thrusts as Zeus stares at him with admiration and infatuation almost. Watching his brother fuck Miles and blurring the lines between pain and pleasure just urged Zeus to pursue him even more.

"Heidi... stop, please...! It hurts....! Ow-!"

Miles' eyes rolled to the back of his head in utter pleasure, and his satisfied whine from whenever Heidi stabs his prostate made the man laugh.

"Does it really?" He chuckles, "Look at you... letting us use you, and you're actually enjoying it... aren't you?"

Oh my god I am-"No, you're terrible!"

Heidi mocks him more by speeding up, Zeus pulling him in and kissing parts of his torso. Miles looks so hot even if his face is red and filled with dried tears.

"Ahhh-I'm c-ahh.... ohhh, fuck!" Miles finally curses, releasing all over Zeus' hand which the blonde didn't mind. Instead, he puts his soaked finger up to taste Miles while looking straight at him, and even Miles whined at how hot that was.

Zeus even pulls him in for a taste of his own cum, their kiss a short one because Heidi keeps pulling Miles against him to meet his thrusts. Miles loses all senses and his breath, for he only focuses on his sore entrance and his tingling walls which felt no less satisfied of Heidi's rough treatment.

It took Satan at least a minute more before finally bursting inside Miles, his hot seed coating the walls of a very sore and bruised teacher. Heavy breaths can be heard from both sides, particularly Heidi who is dripping sweat that's coating his tattoos and making them glisten.

Miles groans in exhaustion before collapsing on top of Zeus. The blonde rests Miles' head on his chest, cradling him like the precious bean he is.

"That..." Heidi breathes out, pointing at a barely conscious Miles. "How is he still tight after taking in the both of us?"

Zeus rolls his eyes. He then reaches down to touch Miles' wet and sore entrance, seeing the mixture of cum, lube, and what looked like to be a dark liquid against the dim light that Zeus recognized to be blood. He glares at his brother.

"He's still alive, isn't he?" Heidi scoffs, cleaning himself up and fixing his pants afterward. "I don't get why you're so obsessed with him. And love, really? Like a sociopath can even love..."

Sensing that Miles is no longer conscious, both brothers concluded that Zeus is safe to speak.

"You need to see how much of an angel he is."

Zeus' voice is as soft and low as dandelions in the wind, opposite to his brother's. His statement only made Satan chuckle in amusement, the vibrations of his deep voice barely echoing in the room.

"And you're going to drag him to hell? Because that's where we belong, Jihun." Heidi steals his brother's jacket and put it on, turning to the desk to stare at the files and many notes. "Angels sent to hell either burn or turn into devils. Either way, the angel you knew wouldn't be the same."

Heidi turns to the door and exits without another word, leaving Miles in the arms of Lucifer.

In the hallways, Heidi lights a match he stole from a smoking student. Dropping it to the carpet, it burned for a bit, but was soon taken out. Of course, the whole floor that houses the brothers are fireproof, and the school spent a lot of money on it.

I'm fireproof, too. But little bunny is giving me a fever, Heidi scowls. Why did Jihun have to burn?

Asking that question made him remember the flaws and perfections that Miles had shown. His stupid determination that will get him killed, his unprofessionalism and clumsiness that causes him to be vulnerable and naive, and that stupid smile that lights up his face that's obviously uncomfortable.

It burns. Heidi lights another match, the tattoos on his finger getting illuminated by the flame. This time he is carrying it around with him like a friend.

I wonder how Miles will react when he wakes up in Lucifer's bed... Because, he might end up like someone else the devils used to love, too.