The Last Man on Earth

The Last Man on Earth

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and am merely taking them out for a spin.

Chapter 49: Accidents

Outside Gryffindor Tower:

Marcus ignored the mocking glances of the Gryffindors as they left their tower for lunch. He was waiting for Katie. She had offered to let him wait in the common room while she changed. He had given her a disbelieving glare and she had giggled as she left.

“Hell,” thought Marcus with an inward grimace as he saw Wood come out of the portrait. He gave a mocking grin when he noticed how hungover Wood looked this afternoon.

“Flint,” said Wood with a frown. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“I am waiting for my girlfriend,” said Marcus. He emphasized the last two words with relish. Wood paled.

“Is she all right,” asked Oliver with a concerned look.

“Yes,” said Marcus tightly.

“The whole incident was your fault,” said Wood with a glare sat the Slytherin. “You and Katie are not meant to be together.”

“Look Oliver,” said Marcus as he emphasized Wood’s given name. “Katie belongs to me now. Is it my fault that you were such an unfaithful bastard?”

“Faithful,” said Wood with a snort of derision. “Can you even spell that word? You are going to break her heart.”

“No, wonder boy,” said Marcus mockingly. “I’m not. Katie loves me. NOT YOU.”

“So you think,” said Oliver. “If I hadn’t made that mistake, then she would never have given YOU a second glance.”

A twinge of unease went through Marcus at Oliver’s cutting words. He was trying to quickly think of something to say to the Scottish prat when a voice interrupted them.

“Don’t be daft Ollie,” said Katie as she stood outside the Gryffindor portrait with her hands on her hips. “You and I didn’t share this grand passion or ill fated love affair that would have lasted through the ages. You were just my first boyfriend. A simple little crush that got out of hand. We would never have made it as a couple anyway. We were not compatible. Besides, there only so much Quidditch talk a girl can take.”

“Are you telling me that you and Flint are compatible,” asked Oliver with surprise. “What is he to you?”

“He’s my everything Ollie,” said Katie softly as she grasped at Marcus’s hand.

“If we hadn’t broken up,” began Oliver.

“Then I would have broken up with you the minute Marcus gave me a second glance this year,” said Katie with a twinkle in her eye. “I am sorry,” said Katie as she grabbed at Marcus’s backside. Marcus jumped and blushed when she squeezed his ass affectionately. “I can’t resist him. He has such a hot body. I thought so last year.”

“That’s true Wood,” said Marcus. “I would have plotted to steal her anyway.”

“Katie,” said a shocked Oliver.

“Come on,” said Katie as she tilted her head quizzically. “I mean you caught us that one time, Oliver. You do know that Marcus and I do not spend our time studying?” She leaned closer and whispered to Oliver, “And all those rumors I used to hear about Marcus are very true.”

Oliver flushed in consternation.

“What rumours?” asked Marcus with a slight frown.

“Oh, said Katie as she patted Marcus’s arm soothingly. “That whole Slytherin sex god thing.”

“What?” asked Marcus with a now large frown of disbelief.

“Your Ravenclaw shags of yesteryear used to rave about your prowess between the sheets Marcus,” said Katie with a wicked little smile.
“Why did you think I gave in so quickly that night by the broom shed? I do admit I was a tad curious. I must say I was not disappointed.”

“You little vixen,” said Marcus with a mock stern look.

“You forged a note and tried to get me drunk,” pointed out Katie with a smile and a wag of her finger.

“True,” said Marcus. “But I’m a Slytherin. It’s expected.”

“I’m leaving,” said Wood with a frown. “You two deserve each other.”

Katie looked deep into Marcus’s dark eyes and murmured, “Yes, we do.”

The Slytherin Dungeons: Adrian’s bed:

Angelina snuggled against Adrian’s warm damp body with a smile of contentment.

“Didn’t a shower feel good after you took your hangover potion?” asked Angelina with calm air.

“Yes,” said Adrian grudgingly. He pouted as he settled his long lean frame against Angie’s soft curves. “But I wanted a go before the shower.”

“You smelt like you rolled in a puddle of scotch,” said Angie as she wrinkled her nose in remembrance.

“I did,” said Adrian sulkily. “It wasn’t my fault that Derrick wanted to wrestle. I wanted to put down the bottle first but he wouldn’t let me. He pounced on me, that git.”

“You smell better now,” said Angelina as she buried her face into his clean hair.

“Can I have a shag now miss,” asked Adrian with a mock polite tone.

“I think about it,” said Angie with a repressed smile.

“What about a nice long blowjob,” coaxed Adrian.

“You have sex on the brain,” chided Angelina.

“But I really need a shag Angelina,” whined Adrian.

He broke off when Terrence burst into the room. Higgs climbed onto Adrian’s bed without a word and lay down beside the surprised couple. Angelina squeaked and tried to burrow under the covers. Terry was lying outside the covers on the other side of Adrian.

“What is it?” asked Adrian softly as he stroked Terry’s hair.

“Alicia,” said Terry with a sigh as he closed his eyes.

“What did she do?” asked Adrian coaxingly. Angie gazed at Adrian in surprise. Gone was the whiny horny boyfriend and in his place was a soft-spoken friend. His moods were ever changing marveled Angie to herself.

“This time she didn’t shag me then run off,” said Terry with a grimace. “An improvement so to speak but she wanted to talk.”

“I thought you wanted to talk,” said Adrian neutrally.

“I did,” said Terry. “But I lost my temper. Now, she wants to talk. What was wrong with talking last night? She hid in the entrance hall because she didn’t want her wanker housemates to see us together. No offense Angie.”

“None taken,” said Angelina with a squeak. Adrian’s other hand was stroking her nipples under the covers.

“What are you doing here,” asked Terry curiously as he looked at Angie’s blushing face.

“Nothing,” said Angie.

“You should talk to her,” said Adrian his hand began to wander over Angie’s lush curves.

“I know,” said Terry as he gave Adrian a covert wink that Adrian returned.

Terry sighed then said with a slight frown, “I’m cold.”

“Get in mate,” said Adrian with a slight smile as Angelina’s eyes snapped open in alarm. Adrian smoothly transferred himself to the other side of Angie as Terry slipped under the covers and cuddled up her other side.

“Terry,” gasped Angelina with shock. “Adrian.”

“What?” asked Adrian lazily as his hand went down her back soothingly.

“I’m not dressed,” said Angelina with a deep blush.

“Really,” drawled Terry. He ran a finger down the cleft between her breasts with a slow smile. Angie shivered as she felt Terry’s rough cloth covered thigh brush against her legs.

“You two are wicked wicked boys,” whispered Angie as her eyes began to feel heavy. Terry’s talented mouth was softly tugging on her nipples as Adrian stroked her backside with barely concealed lust.

“You are not drunk this time love,” whispered Adrian hotly in her ear.

“Yes, I know,” whispered Angie as Terry’s mouth went down her torso. She gave a long slow moan of pleasure when his tongue flicked against her clitoris. She parted her thighs languorously as Terry buried his face into her cleft and began to nibble. She exchanged panting kisses with Adrian and arched her back helplessly as ripples of pleasure flooded her body.

When Terry pushed himself back up her body from underneath the covers, Angie helped him take off his clothes with trembling fingers. Her face flushed as she stared into his passion filled blue eyes as she undid his trousers.

“I want to watch him take you,” whispered Adrian hotly as he muttered a warming charm and pushed down the bedclothes.

Angelina turned to look into Adrian’s eyes and he smiled at her as he stroked her stomach. She gasped as Terry pushed her thighs open wide and settled on top of her with a groan of pleasure.

Terry grasped Angelina’s chin and forced her to look at him as he used his other hand to put her hand around his straining erection. Angie guided him into her wet aching cleft. He gave a hiss of pleasure as he drove himself deep inside her.

“Does she feel good?” asked Adrian lowly.

“Like velvet,” whispered Terry. He began a steady rhythm against Angie’s body as she wrapped her legs around his hips.

“That’s what I wanted to see,” said Adrian with satisfaction as he wrapped a hand around his straining erection. He stroked himself to the sounds of their joining - the pants, the moans and the whispered cries.

Angie gazed up into Terry’s passion filled face with a sense of unreality. The afternoon sunlight was dripping weakly into the dungeons and she could feel him deep inside her, pulsing and enormous. She watched as Adrian leaned up to whisper in Terry’s ear then she moaned as they exchanged a deep tongue-thrusting kiss. Angie could feel a burst of heat go through her body as she watched the two Slytherins kiss with unrestrained passion.

Angelina felt almost drugged with passion when Terry pulled out of her sheath and urged her to her hands and knees wordlessly. She obeyed him and arched her back as Adrian entered her from behind. She looked up at Terry expectantly and opened her mouth when he moved his slim hips in front of her face. She engulfed his hot erection into her mouth and rocked back and forth on her knees as the two Slytherins took her.

Their movements were reaching a crescendo when Adrian’s languid drawl filled the panting heavy silence.

“I want to see you come in her mouth Terry,” said Adrian with a moan. “Have I ever told either of you about the time I saw Marcus come in Katie’s mouth in the Slytherin locker room?”

“Merlin,” moaned Terry as he looked in Adrian’s passion heavy eyes. He reached down and grasped at Angie’s bobbing head.

“I know,” moaned Adrian. “It was so hot to watch. Neither of them knew I was there. I was trapped. They just came into the room and started to fuck.”

“Did you wank off?” asked a panting Terry.

“Oh yes,” said Adrian as his hips moved faster into Angelina. Her sheath began to flutter. “Every time she fisted his shaft, I fisted mine. I came so hard when she swallowed his come, I think I saw stars.”

Terry threw back his head and began to moan incoherently as his entire body stiffened. Then Adrian watched avidly as he came in Angie’s mouth. Angie was swallowing, Adrian could see. Her sheath was also rippling hard and tight against his erection. He pushed his hips hard against her and arched his back as he poured his passion deep inside her. The threesome collapsed in an exhausted heap. Adrian pulled the covers around them and gathered his lovers close to him as he fell asleep.

Later that Night: Flint Manor:

“Ahh,” said Aurelius Flint with a satisfied smile. “I see Rowan, that you have brought the entire family.”

He turned from the floo and welcomed Katie’s parents and brothers to the manor. He could clearly see that tonight was going be a chore. Isolde Bell looked like she had spent most of the day weeping and Katie’s older brothers looked in a word –murderous. Dinner was going to be fun.