Todd Tsukino was breezing through his third day at Foxwood High. Passing for human was so easy it was a joke; they didn’t pay attention to anything, and even if they had, he was an aspect of the very concept of trickery. The Prince of the Fire-lit Dusk had moved to this quaint town just the past Sunday, and today was Wednesday. The Tsukino family, so the story went, had a lot of money. His parents - and by that, the kitsune courtiers that were playing the role of his parents - had a string of successful hotels around the world, including Vegas, Shanghai, and Amsterdam. At this point they didn't need to be that directly involved, and so they were enjoying the good life here in this beautiful and quiet part of the country. 

Foxwood was a wonderful choice. It had always been a small town, but in the last 15 years it had grown just large enough to be a have some much-needed amenities, like a small shopping mall, some new restaurants, and the like. Most of this came from new money, upper middle class and upper class families taking advantage of the beautiful landscape and cheap property to build themselves big houses up on the hills. It made for nice contrast, the quaint and the new, the simple and the privileged. It had grown more diverse, too, diverse enough for his mixed race family to consider moving there. 

It was a big deal, for a powerful fae like the king of the nogitsune to claim a human settlement. To be fair, he was still scoping it out, but it seemed perfect. An interesting mix of people, both desire and jealousy to exploit, and a location that was isolated enough to erase off the map... not that it wasn't considerable effort to do so. Plus, Foxwood, really? Names had power, and by naming the town that, the mortals unwittingly gave him ownership. Well, enough to argue the case at least. 

The high school was a strange place to start, perhaps, but the emotions there were volatile and drew him like a moth to flame. Foxwood High wouldn't have existed without those emotions. Previously, the town had been too small for its own school. The kids had to bus to the neighboring town, about an hour away. New money allowed for a new school, a private school that attracted great staff and faculty. In order to get the rights to build it, however, the town had made the school open its doors to the less-privileged families free of charge, which was colloquially referred to as 'the local scholarship.' The clash of working class, middle class, and upper-middle class students made for a lot of drama, and he soaked it up. Then he found Jason.

Jason had been an interesting target from the beginning. It hadn't taken Todd long to sniff out that wonderful brew of internalized homophobia, shame, and lust. And oh, the mess he made. He could see the boy's resentful handprints on several of the other male students. There was just so much there to work with, a ticking bomb that he could wind up and explode again and again. Delightful. Now he had a chance to see what he had to work with. 
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Jason spent most of the class staring at the new kid, Todd. He chewed on the eraser of his pencil, unable to concentrate on what the teacher was saying. It had been almost two weeks since he had last gotten someone to go down on him, and his cock was straining his pants as he imagined those perfect lips wrapped around his cock. It was a shame that he might have to mess up his pretty face to get it. 

The bell rang and he stayed in his seat, watching Todd's magnificent ass as he walked away. Jason had to position his bag to hide his erect cock as he left the classroom, following behind Todd. Todd turned into the bathroom, and Jason followed, leaning on the wall and staring at him. "Hey new kid." He said in a rough vaguely threatening voice. The other kids in the bathroom quickly scurried out.

The pose and tone were undoubtedly menacing to anyone who knew Jason, but made the kitsune laugh inside. It was cute, really. He turned around to face him. "Hey... Jason, right? My name is Todd, if you don't remember." Todd had gone in here to take a piss, but it would have been awkward to go ahead and do that with someone talking to him. Even the fae knew that much.

Jason smiled. Clearly the boy hadn't heard about the pecking order around here. Jocks on top. Well, more like the rich on top, which he actually wasn't. That was one of the reasons he put so much effort into sports, because it had been the only way for him to move up the ladder. "Yeah right. Todd. You know, Foxwood’s a really rough place. New kids got to have friends if they want to survive. Especially a faggot like you." He took a step forward, shifting his bag so the bulge in his pants was clear. "So what do you say new kid? Do you want to be friends?"