(This was requested by enjoy!)

~3rd pov~

The collected and controlled teacher and the mischievous little student of course had their ups and down during their secretive relationship. Although, they did take it seriously, one particular argument ensued that caused pain instead of reassurance.

Which was something Y/n really needed, but Sensei didn't have.

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While Sensei was asleep, he dreamt of his wife until that shifted into Y/n. He felt his grief wash all over him again, he hated it. Despised it. But he woke up in a empty bed, getting up and getting dressed like any other day.

Shades, suit, and fresh shoes before heading out. He cooked breakfast for the entire group of boys, Brent was busy roughhousing with Paul and Quil and knocked over Seth by accident.

He rolled his eyes and saw Y/n approaching the table, before he could sit down he smelled a familiar perfume. One that his wife wore centuries ago, he turned his head and knew it was coming from Y/n.

He saw the sparkling essence around her collarbone and neck, she smiled and he felt her foot rub up his left leg under the table. He clenched his fork out of irritation for some reason, could it be that she was trying to replace his wife's place?

He knew that couldn't be it, Y/n didn't even know about his wife's history. After breakfast, everyone left and Sensei was walking down the hall and into his office. He shut the door and Y/n was standing behind it.

"What are you doing here?" He asked her.

"I wanted to see you again~" she smiled as her hand trailed up to his tie, "Sorry I was teasing you earlier, I wanted to grab your attention-" he grabbed her wrist and looked her deep in the eyes.

Y/n's first thought was that he was going to be rough in today's private session. She only giggled and pressed her leg in between his own-

"What do you think you're doing?" He questioned with a low tone.

"Nothing~ just relax, Sensei~" she grinned before standing on her toes; bringing her lips to his and kissing him.

Her hands trailed down to his belt and started to unbuckle it, she kissed his neck and opened the top of his white shirt. Kissing his throat and shoulder before gently falling to her knees, she bit her lip as she started to pull down his briefs. She loved it when he stayed in his suit while he fucked her senseless.

Sensei tried to get rid of his intrusive thoughts about his deceased wife, she's gone, she's not coming back. He's fine with Y/n and she's perfect for him.

"Relax, My Love~" she whispered.

"Fuck~ Zemura~" he sighed.

Making Y/n freeze in her place.

"Who's Zemura?" She asked as she looked up at him, then something broke inside of Sensei.

My Love. The same nickname his wife called him, he immediately stopped Y/n from continuing any further before grabbing her and standing her up.

"What the hell are you doing? Why did you say that?!" He hissed at her.

"What?-"

"Do you think you can replace her?!"

"Replace- what are you talking about-"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about."

"I- you said Zemura, and I just asked who she was-. . . You. . . Your wife. You. . . You think I'm replacing your wife?" She questioned.

"You'll never replace my wife, no matter how hard you try. You're nothing like her!"

"Sensei, stop! You're hurting me." She struggled out, his hands growing stronger around her arms, but she also meant about her feelings as well.

"Zemura is nothing like you, and you're just a kid. Not even nowhere near her-"

"I'm not trying to replace her!"

"Really? Why the hell do I smell her perfume on you then?!"

"I-I just wanted to smell good for you! Seth and I stayed up all night mixing herbs and smells together to make this- I just wanted to impress you-"

"Well, you're not! The only thing you're doing it bringing up my wife."

"I wasn't the one who moaned out her name!" She spat back, Sensei felt his blood boil at her response, "And I don't even know who she is!"

"Someone you'll never be, never replace, and never be good enough to earn my real love!" He striked back, those words stung and burned like acid, fire and venom all at once to Y/n.

She already grew more choked up as she tried to speak.

"Never good enough. . . To earn your real love. . ." She felt her tears beginning to water up, "So what am I then?! Some sort of harlot for you to come and screw? All those things you said to me, told me? Was all of that fake? Just so you could get into my pants?! Lies and more deception!"

She felt her bones beginning to grow sore and even pop by his strength gripping her, his snakes hissed with fury as Sensei grew disgusted by her.

"I thought you actually did care for me, but you're just a lying-"

"Shut up."

"Conniving!"

"Shut your damn mouth."

"Deceptive!"

"I mean it, Y/n."

"Fucking snake! You think you're better than everyone here, I don't even know how you got married. What did she see in you? Besides your looks!? You're just like him."

"Like who? Huh? Another man you let use your body like a damn slut! It's not my fault that all you measure up to is a damn hooker! Zemura is nothing like you, and you'll never amount to what she had." He snarled as he squeezed her arms even harder.

She winced but didn't hold back what she said.

"Fuck you! I'd never want to measure up to some random ancient woman that you screwed back in your honeymoon days, who I barely know! You're just like your fucking father, Poseidon!", That was his last straw, she dared to say that he was just like his father. The same phony god who forced himself on his mother.

He finally snapped, Sensei growled before shoving her away and turned around; not even realizing what he had just done until he heard Y/n's pained grunt and a loud crash.

He snapped around and saw Y/n lying on the ground, a table was crushed below her by the sudden impact by his strength and her weight. He shoved her into a table. . . He hurt her.

". . . Y/n, I didn't-"

"D-Don't. . . Leave me alone." She said, struggling to stand and to keep her voice straight: so close to breaking from her watery eyes and strained throat. She got up and ran out of his office, shoving the doors open in front of her.

Sensei caught a glimpse of a cut behind her right arm when she turned the corner. His snakes still continued to hiss, they were hissing at him with anger for what he just did.

~Y/n pov~

I was in my room, I locked the door and walked to my mirror. Splinters were caught in my shirt and even in my skin, I winced as I pulled a few out. Dark hand print bruises were already forming on my upper arms, something wet landed on my chest; when I looked at my face, I saw that I was crying.

No. I wiped my tears and changed into different clothing, this time a black long sleeved shirt and leggings with combat boots. Replacing his wife, I didn't even know his wife even used perfume. Did perfume even exist back then in his time?

I didn't know; his time? Tch, I shouldn't even be with an old damn snake in the first place, he's like millions of years old anyway. I still was crying, I cleaned my face and sighed before approaching my door. But I saw a shadow appear down below the crack of it.

He was waiting outside. No way in hell am I going to see his face after what he just did. Instead, I snuck out of my window and just caught Brent leaving with his pack.

"Brent!" I yelled.

"Oh great, what now, princess?" He growled.

"Can I come with you?"

". . . You want to. . . Come with us?"

"Yeah, where are you going?" I asked.

"Um, going to hunt some vampires. You really want to come with us? Wouldn't Sensei-"

"He doesn't care." I grinned.

". . . Uh? . . . Okay? I guess."

~3rd pov~

Sensei didn't find Y/n in her room, of course she left. Great, now he felt even more guilt growing over him.

"What are you doing? Where's Y/n?" Selena hummed.

"I was hoping you had the answer to that." sighed Sensei.

"Hm, she probably ran off with Brent."

"What do you mean ran out with Brent?"

"I sent the pack out to clear out the vampires in the 3rd dimension, they'll be back later."

"Y/n can't fight vampires, Selena!"

"Yes she can, she's done it once she can do it again. Plus with your training, she's very well on her own. She has Seth and the rest by her anyway." Selena dismissed.

Selena cared for Y/n but she didn't always hover over like Sensei did. She thought it was oddly suspicious but instead surmised it to be Sensei protecting her because she was different than the werewolves.

Hours later at night, Sensei returned from strolling around in the forest. He entered the mansion and saw half of the pack waiting around the stairs and halls, either worried or relieved by something.

"What happened?" He asked Seth.

"It's nothing, Y/n was just attacked-"

"What do you mean nothing?! Where is she?!" Sensei questioned.

"Hey! Hey! Sensei, she's in the medic room, I already patched her up. She's probably resting and- Hey!" He yelped when Sensei almost knocked him over by walking ahead, "Wait! You can't, she's-"

"Stay there and don't bother us, that's an order." Sensei growled.

Selena was in the office with Brent, he explained what happened and how they did. Sensei entered the medic room and saw two empty beds but saw Y/n sitting up on the third bed and barely tying up her black shoelace around her foot.

He saw the bandage wrapped around her arms and chest, revealing barely half a scar above her stomach when the bandage was covering her. She looked beaten up and drained, slightly pale. Sensei's blood was fueled with rage, just thinking about a vampire biting her and possibly drinking half of her blood. He could smell the incense, and bleach, it smelled like an embalmed corpse. That perfume she had on this morning was long gone.

She glanced up, seeing Sensei standing there; she leaned to the side, grabbing her long shirt and ignoring him as she got up and tried to walk past him.

"Wait." He said as he grabbed her wrist, she tugged away but he didn't let her go, "Y/n, I didn't mean-"

"Let me go. I'm busy."

"Oh really? With what?"

"Being a slut, I'm actually going to go and let Brent's entire pack fuck me right now, a reward for their mission y'know. I'll even give myself out for free since I'm so cheap, barely even worth a penny for my services, I mean, I did the same services for you anyway and you seemed to enjoy it. Or was that all fake too?"

"Damn it, Y/n. Listen to me, I didn't mean what I said at all. You're not a slut, and I mean it-"

"Let me go."

"Not until you hear me out."

Y/n tried to pry off his hand, but his grip was stronger than a vice. She felt her heart pounding as she sensed her tears beginning to well up. She didn't want to cry, she didn't even know why she was going to cry.

"I said let me go!" Her voice quivered worse now as she spoke, "Let me go and not be good enough for their pleasure as well! Maybe I'll even let them get me pregnant and have a worthless child with me as well-"

"Enough, Y/n! You don't mean that and you are not worthless."

Sensei pulled her into the room and shut the door. He saw the bruises he gave her around her arms. They were so dark and so visible, he bet even some of them asked where she got those from.

"Y/n, please. . . Let me talk."

"And what? You want me to suck your dick next? Fine, since I'm a slut I'll have to charge you. If you can even afford it-"

"Stop it!" He hissed, but she flinched when he did.

His snakes hissed at him again, cursing him to be gentle and control his strength. Sensei saw her avoid his eyes, but he saw why. He seen a small wet puddle hit the floor. . . She was crying and trying to hide it.

"Y/n. . . Please. . . Can I talk to you. Like adults."

"I thought you said I was a kid. . ."

"You. . . I was mad, alright?" He said, he lifted his hand up to her face and tried to move her gaze up towards him. But she rejected him even touching her.

She ripped her hand out of his grip finally and rubbed her wrist.

"Just say whatever speech you have written down and get it over with." She mumbled out.

He took a breath and stood his ground before speaking.

"This morning. . . I dreamt about my wife. . . And. . . I just felt guilty when she morphed into you. . . I was angry, and when you had that perfume, it was just rubbing itself in my face. . . I never meant to compare you to her, you are nothing like her because you're different. A good different, you are yourself. I was mad at myself because I still hadn't let her go. . ." He said.

Y/n just held her arm as she looked down at the ground.

"I felt upset because I thought was trying to replace her by being with you. But that wasn't true, it wasn't at all. You're not a slut, you're not a hooker, you're not a harlot, you're not Zemura. . . You're you. The one who makes my life so much better, brighter. . . Livable. . . You're my home, Y/n." He confessed, he wanted to hold her as she began to shake.

"Are you done?" She questioned with a cold voice, Sensei sighed and moved aside from the door to let her leave.

"Are those more lies. . ." She muttered. Catching Sensei's attention.

"How can I trust what you say now? You said all of that, yet you told me that I wasn't good enough to even earn your love. . . Tch. . . Great act, I'd give it 10/10."

"Y/n, I mean it." He tilted her face up and held the side of her face, using his thumb to wipe her tears away, "I was just upset. . . And I never meant to hurt you, to do this. . ." He said as his fingers barely brushed over her bruised arm, "I'm so sorry. . . I mean it. . ."

Y/n lifted her hand and reached for the door. Before locking it.

"I'm sorry too, for saying that you were like Poseidon. . . You are not, you're nothing like him. . . also. . . Seth said I should be resting for the entire night. . . But we can do something else." She grinned.

~Y/n pov~

Sensei's hand trailed up my waist and to my ribs before gently nudging me backwards against the medic bed.

"Tell me what happened while I take care of you~" he whispered in my ear, his hands cupped my thighs and lifted me up onto the bed.

"Tell you what?~" I muttered as he kissed my neck and slid down my pants.

"What happened on the mission, who and what harmed you." He lowly hissed.

He spread my legs and pressed my shoulder back onto the bed to lay me down. Kissed and grazed my navel with his forked tongue, a slight gasp exited from my lips.

"W-We were walking into the woods outside and my arm was still bleeding through my shirt from this morning- Egh!~" I moaned when he slid down my underwear and nibbled my inner thigh.

"Keep going, Y/n~"

"A-And they must've smelled my blood b-because they attacked us as soon as we entered their territory~ Ngh!~" his forked tongue flicked my clit and labia.

"Don't stop~" he hissed.

His hands snaked up my stomach and to the bandages on my chest, he started to tear it off.

"They don't even know how to wrap it correctly. Tch, amateurs." He whispered.

"B-Brent tried to fight off four vampires at once, while the others were attacked. Then a man with dark eyes spotted me, he punched me into a tree~ And he-Ugh!~ H-He tried to break my neck but I fought back~ I wounded him but he sunk his teeth into my arm~ and started to drink me dry- AH!~" I moaned when he plunged his tongue deep inside of my soaked walls.

"What else did that bastard do to you?~" he snarled.

"H-He tried to take me away, b-but I stopped him~ he got away before I could do anything~" I whimpered.

He stood up and licked his chin clean with his long tongue.

"He got away?" He sighed, "And he drank your blood?"

I nodded my head before he started to unbuckle his belt.

"Sensei?"

"Hm?"

"Can I continue what I was going to do this morning?~" I purred, sliding on to my feet.

"You can. . . But I'm not done with drinking you dry~" he huskily said in my ear, his snakes hissing beside my neck.

"I think we can both get what we want~"

He chuckled rather darkly before lowering down and grabbing my legs, lifting me up and swiftly flipping me around. Hooking my thighs onto his shoulders as I remained upside down.

"Bon appetit~" he muttered before diving his tongue into my cunt, broken moans came from me as I held onto his waist. He full on dove into me; I focused on pushing down his pants and briefs just enough to pull out his aching manhood.

I licked up his precum and started to swirl my tongue around his tip, I felt his hot breath on my cunt as he continued to eat me like a dessert. I couldn't fit his entire length inside of my mouth, I used my hands to pump what I couldn't fit.

His hips gently bucked forward as my hips twitched closer into his mouth. Sensei knew what to do with his tongue, his snakes kissed and tasted my thighs with their miniature tongues. He purposely drooled over my rear and cunt, making it more slick then it needed to be.

His cock reached the back of my throat, I gagged and coughed on it before he laid me back down on the bed.

"But I wasn't-"

"No, I owe you for what I did. So let me pleasure you instead."

"But. . . I argued with you too, Sensei- Agh!~" I gasped, feeling his fingers scissor inside of me.

"Hmm~ you're tight~ you like it when I tease you, huh?~" he chuckled.

He started to thrust his fingers in and out of me rather quickly and roughly.

"Don't worry, once you're near then I'll make you cum~" he reassured.

I held his arm and bucked my hips into his hand, I couldn't stop from moving into his fingers. His thumb was pressed against my clit, his broad chest in front of me as he continued to make me feel good.

I wanted felt my orgasm growing rather quickly from his work. I was biting my lip to suppress my moans, but he gripped my jaw and made me look at him. I could feel his glare through his black shades.

"Don't stop making those beautiful noises, I wanna hear how much I pleasure you~" he growled, he made me open my mouth before swallowing my moan as he buried his fingers knuckles deep into me.

Perfectly finding my G-spot and massaging it on purpose, my cunt clenched down on his fingers before my orgasm flooded my body. I moaned in his mouth and tasted his tongue as he made me land on Cloud9.

Without a word, he encircled an arm around my waist and gently forced me onto my back, I was already sweating, and he wasn't even finished yet. He slid between my thighs, hooking my leg around his waist to keep me spread open. The shade of his glasses and teeth bright under his lips. He gave his cock a few solid pumps before rubbing it against my entrance. I squeaked, my fingers digging into his shoulders for leverage.

He was so beautiful. For him being an entirely different creature, not even human or animal, but the son of a gorgon and the god of the sea.

"Mm~" I whimpered.

"I'm going to show you just how much I really love you, how much I need you~" I didn't even get time to process what he said. I shivered at his glistening skin as he began to breach me inch by inch. Almost immediately, my brows met, my lower lip bit between my teeth as I inhaled quickly.