Blushes & Babies

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Sex & Well... Sex. 1

Blaise's back slammed against the wall, the cold stone reacting with his hot skin. They had left the feast eary. Many people had stayed to catch up with old friend's from other houses before separating but Neville's right as Head Boy had given them a surprising out to there separation anxiety. Neville's body wieght was now flush against the smaller italian boy, the gryffindor's shameless erection almost tearing at his flies by itself.


"Mmmmf. Fuck, NEV!" Blaise choked out as Neville's hands forced a little less than elegantly into his silk boxers.


"I was thinking more, fuck Blaise - but if you must." Neville said cooly, the prying eyes of others and the adrenaline feeding his labido had abliterated his nervous diposition. The tall pale boy had almost picked Blaise up off of the floor by this stage. The italian boy's eyes were wide with a fear that he knew turned Neville into the beast he needed him to be. Yet, almost as quickly as they had been together they were apart. Neville staring hungrily at the smaller young man infront of him, the lust in his eyes feeding Blaise's need to be dominated.


"Apodyterium." Neville has mastered this spell, without wand wuite quickly. Almost as quickly as it got Blaise naked. The Slytherin's clothes now neatly folding themselves on a chair. "On the floor, on your back. Now." Neville's icey demeaner had returned and he was ready to drive Blaise to distraction.


They had tried to wait for sex between them, each finding their own way of release without quoitis. This, alas, has not worked. Neville publically a very small mannered and nervous individual felt the need to be rough with Blaise, toy with him and have the assertive qualities he lacked around others. Blaise needed looking after, but at the same time needed to have his brains fuckd out of his ears. They had found a comprimise, they would have a disciplined relationship. Neville had found a muggle book in the library and they had found pout about how many other couples have a dominant and a submissive and this suited them perfectly. They would need a safe word, and names for one and other but otherwise nothing but themselves were needed.


Blaise did not need to be asked twice. He moved fluidly onto his back on the icey hard stone.


"Cervicali." Neville said quietly watching his lover lower himself to the ground. Neville could no longer ignore the iron hard, beautiful erection that was twitching against the Slytherin's abdomen. It was shorter than Neville's own but the girth was what made it spectacular. Neville had found that he loved to have his anus painfully and lushusly stretched by the italian's breadth of anatomy. He needed it now the feel of his love inside of him. No lube, or crude muggle device. Just him and Blaise, hurting - delisciously.


Blaise has opened his eyes for a second. To see Neville ridding himself of his clothes. The floor was cold against the Slytherin's skin and it made him almost to hard to think. He could feel his pulse in his groin - nowhere else. His breath hitched when Neville's trousers were removed and his long proud cock was produced. Blaise loved that gryffindorian masterpeice. He had dreamed over the summer of the long shaft hitting his prostate, or even better - the back of his throat. Blaise would do anything to have a cock in his mouth - he had been delighted when Neville had obliged that anywhere anytime - if Blaise needed it - Blaise got it. It did not occur to Blaise that Neville ever got more pleasure than him during this act.

At that thought Blaise had almost grabbed for his truly solid penis just to ease the ache that was forming, but Neville had gotton there first. Well, rather Neville's arse had. Blaise was dick deep in the gryffindor and was seeing stars. he wouldn't last long. Which is why when Neville coughed out accubo conquiesco causing Blaise only to be able mouthed - he came. Hard, with the force of ten thousand tonnes falling from a great height. He had not told Neville, neither would he devulge his lover in the fact that he had not wanked or used a dildo once over the summer. This was for Blaise to know only.


The sound of shallow breaths returned Blaise to himself and he forced his eyes open to see Neville still attempting to fuck himself of the Slytherin. Blaise choked out a small chuckle before putting his hand to his lovers pre cum covered cock.


"Master, may I please have the honour... mff..." Without Blaise finishing his sentence, Neville had taken himself from his lovers half hard penis and moved foward; forcing his long and so very ready dick into Blaise's willing and talented mouth. This is where the slytherin shines. His tougue smothered the viens in the Neville's shaft following the pulse making the gryffindor boy's head soar, and his balls tighten. Blaise went for his most efficiant tactic - his lover would not last long. His ran his teeth along the underside of the shaft in his mouth and tugged slightly on Neville's balls causing them to empty into the back of Blaise's mouth with a startled cry.


Many minutes later, laying upon a sheep skin rug Blaise had pulled from the other side of the room, Neville was back to earth. He had Blaise wrapped arpund his body and his arms held his lover close.


"I love you Blaise." He said in a moment of complete simplicity.

"Shmuv wooo choooo bayyybayyy." Blaise said sleepily into the taller boy's chest that rumbled with a small chuckle before Neville tightened his arms around Blaise and easily fell into sleep.


TBC...


Muahahaha SMUT is fuuun.
Part two will be Hermione/Pansy magic fun cool?
Revieeewwwww?
Farms x