Just an A?
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
Views:
8,266
Reviews:
15
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0
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L/S sex scene
Just an A? Ch 9
Disclaimer/Warnings: yada, yada, yada, pretend I spell things right, blah, blah, blah, sex scene.
He wasn’t really sure who kissed who. They sort of met in the middle. Did it even really matter?
Kissing Luc was… nice, no that was such a plain word… how about… magnificent? Yes, that worked much better.
They didn’t even start out using tongues, just a warm press of lips. They pulled back looked at each other and then slowly leaned back in to kiss… for real this time.
Lips, teeth, tongues, spit all mixed together. They couldn’t seem to part, not even long enough for them to take a full breath. Breathless pants, deep moans, dark whimpers, groping hands, grinding hips and intertwined limbs filled their world.
Some where through the haze of the best snogging Seve had ever gotten came the sensation of his hair being pulled. The only people that had pulled his hair before were ones meaning him harm. This wasn’t meant as harm and, surprising them both, Seve whimpered his pleasure in reaction to the small pain. Salazar Slytherin, save his scales. At that moment he wanted nothing more than to have Luc bend him over the desk, his desk that had his entire student’s work on it, and fuck him. He groaned and deepened the kiss even more.
Luc about came in his robes. Seve liked pain. Thank every God who would take credit for that! As it was he felt some pre-cum wet his underwear. Damn, he’d been imagining sex between the two of them for longer than was healthy, only in his wettest of wet dreams did he let himself imagine toping Seve, really topping him.
Luc pulled Seve’s hair again, hard, checking to make sure his previous reaction hadn’t been a fluke. It wasn’t. Seve gave a muffled cry and thrust against him, rubbing their clothed erections together maddeningly. It- shite- it was wondrous. Simply and undeniably wondrous.
He moved them, rather blindly, so that the edge of the desk pressed against Seve’s ass. Then lifted him up so that he was half leaning half sitting on the damn thing. He then set to work on their summer robes, opening them so he could get to the thin set of clothes underneath. He quickly, or as quickly as he dared without hurting either of them permanently, he opened both their pants.
Seve couldn’t help but moan when Luc freed both their erections. He wrapped his arms around Luc’s shoulders, pressed their lips more firmly together, and held on for the ride.
Luc was mentally trying to convince himself not to push off all the work taking up all the room on the desk, bend Seve back and use him until they couldn’t walk. The plan, originally, had been for a blow job but given how hard they both were he doubted either of them would last it. So he was left with stopping or a hand job… Hmm. Choices, choices…
But according to Seve’s cock, they’d been too inactive too long. He reached down and grasped both their erections; he had to use both hands. He started at the root and ended at the tip. They both made happy noises at the friction, their tongue still dueling for possession.
Seve nearly came as Luc grabbed him roughly by the hair, pulled his head back, and attacked his collar bone with his mouth. Seve’s neck was especially sensitive, that’s why he wore the high collared robes, so Luc kissing him there…
Luc was so glad he had decided to work on Seve’s neck. Because once he did Seve’s hands moved in blurred motions, his cries grew louder, his breathing faster, and his cock was giving out so much pre cum they needed no other lubrication.
Neither of them had had a non-self-induced-cum in so long…
“Please, Luc…” His breath hitched as the heads of their cock rubbed each other. “Please, cum, I can’t wait- I- OH!”
Seve came, his hands still pumping. It was all too much…
Luc panted holding on to the other man desperately, Seve’s cum splashed on their stomachs. The smell, the feel, knowing it was there, that’s what made him cum. “Seve!”
They held each other and trembled, slowly coming down from their high.
“Well… That’s one way to greet an old friend.” Luc chuckled, leaning his weight on Seve, Seve leaning on the desk.
“I almost want to suggest you leave for awhile again… just so I can… ‘greet’ you first thing.” Said breathlessly.
They both agreed. They stayed there, holding each other, finally hugging… for as long as they could.
((Mwahahahahahaha! …Ha! 1st sex scence in this FF… Whee! I am on FF high! … or is that the lack of sleep talking… ?))
Disclaimer/Warnings: yada, yada, yada, pretend I spell things right, blah, blah, blah, sex scene.
He wasn’t really sure who kissed who. They sort of met in the middle. Did it even really matter?
Kissing Luc was… nice, no that was such a plain word… how about… magnificent? Yes, that worked much better.
They didn’t even start out using tongues, just a warm press of lips. They pulled back looked at each other and then slowly leaned back in to kiss… for real this time.
Lips, teeth, tongues, spit all mixed together. They couldn’t seem to part, not even long enough for them to take a full breath. Breathless pants, deep moans, dark whimpers, groping hands, grinding hips and intertwined limbs filled their world.
Some where through the haze of the best snogging Seve had ever gotten came the sensation of his hair being pulled. The only people that had pulled his hair before were ones meaning him harm. This wasn’t meant as harm and, surprising them both, Seve whimpered his pleasure in reaction to the small pain. Salazar Slytherin, save his scales. At that moment he wanted nothing more than to have Luc bend him over the desk, his desk that had his entire student’s work on it, and fuck him. He groaned and deepened the kiss even more.
Luc about came in his robes. Seve liked pain. Thank every God who would take credit for that! As it was he felt some pre-cum wet his underwear. Damn, he’d been imagining sex between the two of them for longer than was healthy, only in his wettest of wet dreams did he let himself imagine toping Seve, really topping him.
Luc pulled Seve’s hair again, hard, checking to make sure his previous reaction hadn’t been a fluke. It wasn’t. Seve gave a muffled cry and thrust against him, rubbing their clothed erections together maddeningly. It- shite- it was wondrous. Simply and undeniably wondrous.
He moved them, rather blindly, so that the edge of the desk pressed against Seve’s ass. Then lifted him up so that he was half leaning half sitting on the damn thing. He then set to work on their summer robes, opening them so he could get to the thin set of clothes underneath. He quickly, or as quickly as he dared without hurting either of them permanently, he opened both their pants.
Seve couldn’t help but moan when Luc freed both their erections. He wrapped his arms around Luc’s shoulders, pressed their lips more firmly together, and held on for the ride.
Luc was mentally trying to convince himself not to push off all the work taking up all the room on the desk, bend Seve back and use him until they couldn’t walk. The plan, originally, had been for a blow job but given how hard they both were he doubted either of them would last it. So he was left with stopping or a hand job… Hmm. Choices, choices…
But according to Seve’s cock, they’d been too inactive too long. He reached down and grasped both their erections; he had to use both hands. He started at the root and ended at the tip. They both made happy noises at the friction, their tongue still dueling for possession.
Seve nearly came as Luc grabbed him roughly by the hair, pulled his head back, and attacked his collar bone with his mouth. Seve’s neck was especially sensitive, that’s why he wore the high collared robes, so Luc kissing him there…
Luc was so glad he had decided to work on Seve’s neck. Because once he did Seve’s hands moved in blurred motions, his cries grew louder, his breathing faster, and his cock was giving out so much pre cum they needed no other lubrication.
Neither of them had had a non-self-induced-cum in so long…
“Please, Luc…” His breath hitched as the heads of their cock rubbed each other. “Please, cum, I can’t wait- I- OH!”
Seve came, his hands still pumping. It was all too much…
Luc panted holding on to the other man desperately, Seve’s cum splashed on their stomachs. The smell, the feel, knowing it was there, that’s what made him cum. “Seve!”
They held each other and trembled, slowly coming down from their high.
“Well… That’s one way to greet an old friend.” Luc chuckled, leaning his weight on Seve, Seve leaning on the desk.
“I almost want to suggest you leave for awhile again… just so I can… ‘greet’ you first thing.” Said breathlessly.
They both agreed. They stayed there, holding each other, finally hugging… for as long as they could.
((Mwahahahahahaha! …Ha! 1st sex scence in this FF… Whee! I am on FF high! … or is that the lack of sleep talking… ?))