Halfway through the day, Caleb started to wonder if he was doing it on purpose.
By the end of classes, he was sure of it.
He shifted in his seat, dragging his eyes away from the sight of Reid chewing on the end of his pen to try and focus on whatever in the world the teacher was talking about. At this point, he wasn't even sure what class he was in.
It felt like he'd been painfully hard for days and if he didn't stop staring at that fucking sinful mouth, everyone would know it when class ended twenty minutes from then. It had only been through strength of will that no one had noticed yet, though he'd came precariously close to dragging Reid off during lunch as the younger boy had driven him insane with his straw, the fries, by licking his fingers and sucking them into his mouth one by one until Caleb was near choking with need.
He'd never realized how often the blonde had his hands or something in his hands near his mouth, in his mouth or between his teeth until he'd felt those soft lips around him. Felt that slick, talented tongue, the scrape of those careful but sharp teeth.
Now, it was all he could think about, all he could see. Anytime he glanced over, there was something between the younger boy's lips or on its way there. It just wasn't fucking right.
He was up and out of his seat before the teacher even finished reminding them about their homework assignment for the next day, strides long and full of purpose as he grabbed Reid's arm and wrenched him up. The pale eyes widening for a moment before turning heavy, knowing, a smirk flirting with his lips.
Caleb didn't give a shit.
Barely giving the younger boy time to gather up his books, he gripped him by the arm and hauled him towards the door of the classroom.
Ignoring the soft laughter coming from Reid's throat as the blonde shook his head. Ignoring Tyler's loud, put-upon groan as he noticed the direction they were going and his muttering as he headed somewhere else, knowing that their room would be off-limits for awhile.
He didn't care that he was being so obvious that there would probably be rumors all around school tomorrow, he didn't care that letting Reid know the hold he had over him was probably the stupidest thing he'd ever done. He didn't care about anything other than having Reid on his knees in front of him, for as often and long as he could keep him there.
The door to Reid and Tyler's dorm room slammed shut behind them, Caleb getting no further than a step away from it before he groaned loud and pushed down on the slighter boy's shoulders. Pushing him to his knees, though Reid went easily enough. Eagerly enough.
Eyes smirking up at him as the slender fingers made short work of the fly of his slacks, smoothly pulling them open and sliding his aching cock out. Fingerless gloves rough on his sensitive flesh but the friction felt so damn good.
The shaking desperation he felt reflected back in the younger boy's eyes.
Not a word spoken between them, just the pressure of his hand along the nape of Reid's neck, the soft, hot mouth sliding down over him. The look of bliss even more apparent on Reid's face than his own, Caleb's eyes darkening with satisfaction and lust as he realized the only time he ever saw that expression on the younger boy's face was when he was doing just that.
Fisting at the fine blonde hair as that hungry, swollen mouth sucked over his throbbing flesh, knees going weak as Reid drew sounds from his throat he'd never made with any other person, Caleb shuddered.
That was one addiction of Reid's he had no problem feeding.