Naughty List

A/N: This is kind of Harry Potter related because this does take place at Hogwarts in the Slytherin Common Room, slight use of magic, and both Cameron and Terry are played on a HP RPG. I only own Cameron, and I have no affiliations with JKR and her wonderful creations...

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It was his favorite time of the year.

Cameron was in his room, pulling on his hat, the final touch to his costume that he had gotten for this very special time of the year. Looking at himself in the mirror, it was hard to tell where he truly was underneath all of the white fluff that was on his face, his nose colored like a cherry, his cheeks fully of pink joy, and his blue eyes sparkling merry. But even though it was hard to see his lean physique underneath the padding that he wore about his stomach, the red suit clinging to him, his black belt barely clasping, the buckle oh so shiny, he was still Cameron, and he still had a few things up his sleeves…amongst other places. He had been lucky that the majority of his dorm mates at Hogwarts had decided to return home, he having the same option, but decided to stay to keep the boy of his dreams company, but to have a little bit of fun without worrying about getting caught. Tucking his wand into his overly stuffed belt, he adjusted his hat one last time and walked out of the dorms (though it was more like waddle) and down to the common room to wait for his little elf. Terry was supposed to meet him down there for a special surprise…and boy was this going to be a surprise.

Walking over to the chair nearest to the Christmas Tree, Santa Cameron settled down into the leather material, grimacing slightly because he wasn’t the most comfortable, but that was all right, because he wouldn’t be in this get up for too much longer…not once Terry decided to come down and join him. Taking out his wand, he flicked it at the fire and watched as the flames came to life, the crackling sound was music to his ears, and he placed the wand on the stand next to him, closing his eyes to just…relax…as much as he possibly could. Once again he was thinking about what all he could do with his boyfriend, those footsteps hitting his ears after a moment and he couldn’t help but smirk as he opened his eyes to see his lover gaping at the very sight of him. “What the fuck?” the boy’s voice barely said, Cameron laughing softly afterwards. This boy was so cute and he wanted to eat him up…hmmm, another thing to do later when they had the chance. “I am Santa Clause…surely you must know that by now and I have come to hear what you want for Christmas and to see if you have been naughty or nice.” Patting his lap, he smiled widely at the boy. “Hop on.”

Cameron watched with a wide smile as the boy crawled onto his lap, hugging him slightly in the process…but Cameron would not break down and hug him back. No, he would stand strong and make sure that he made it through this little test before having this boy. “So young Terrance, what would you like Santa to bring you this year?” Waiting as the boy thought things through, Cameron could feel his body trembling slightly in the process, his body wanting this boy…gods, why did he get this way every time the boy touched him? Sighing softly, he looked back at the boy, his eyes focusing on those pale pink lips as he heard the quiet words fall from his lover’s lips. “A puppy…and anal beads.” The last one made Cameron’s eyebrows shoot up, and he had to suppress a giggle as he thought about the many things that he could do to the boy if he had such…a toy for him. “Well, well Terrance, that is quite a list.” Before he had a chance to say anything else, his boyfriend looked up at him and asked, “Am I on the naughty or the nice list?” And that was almost enough to do the older boy in, his hand reaching for his wand. “Naughty,” he said softly, before flicking his wrist.

The boy in his lap was stripped of his clothes easily with the spell and immediately dropped his hands to cover his dick, which was a typical Terry move. “Not this time,” the older Slytherin stated before flicking his wrist once more, the unspoken spell causing the boy’s hands to be bound above his head, his feet bound together as well. Grinning, Cameron picked up the boy and placed him against the couch, the younger Slytherin’s stomach pressing into the taunt material. “Much better.” Once again the silent spell was said and his clothing disappeared as well, and he stood naked behind the boy, his dick erected, poking into the younger boy’s back. Terry gasped, causing Cameron to laugh softly as he reached under the couch, pulling out a gag, placing the little ball in the boy’s mouth, the strap easily fitting his head. Leaning over, he pressed his lips desperately to the boy’s neck, biting harshly at the flesh, knowing that it would cause the boy to cry, making him hornier. He loved it when his boyfriend cried when he was abusing him…it was such a turn on. Flipping him about for a moment, Cameron looked down into the tear filled eyes of his lover before looking down at the boy’s cock, an idea forming in his mind.

Bending down, he pushed apart the boy’s legs and took his heated shaft into his large hand, rubbing it softly up and down, the boy squirming underneath him because of how sensitive he was. Again, he ran his hand up and down the length before leaning down and licking the precum that was already at the tip, the boy crying against the gag in the process. “Now, now love…just this once…seeing that you are on the naughty list.” Grinning, he took the boy’s dick into his mouth and sucked on it harshly, feeling the pulsating member twitch about as he deep throated it, humming about the muscle and causing that and its owner to shiver violently. But he wasn’t down yet. Taking his wand in his hand, he reached about the boy and shoved it into him without a second thought, his mouth continuing to bob up and down as he wand disappeared in and out of the boy, making Cameron groan out of sexual frustration. But he knew that it wouldn’t last long, Terry never could hold back during this kind of sex, and Cameron was right, within a few short minutes, the boy had come in his mouth and he was eagerly swallowing the hot fluid, pulling up with a little dribbling out of his mouth.

“Good boy,” he said softly, reaching out and brushing a few fingers over the boy’s tear ridden cheek, yanking his wand out of the boy and turning Terry onto his stomach once more. “My turn,” he said, placing kisses down the boy’s back. Because he had given the boy head, he figured that the least her could do was prep him in his favorite fashion, his mouth heading to the red puckered opening, obviously so because of his wand, and kissing it softly, before shoving his tongue in without warning. His hand wrapped around his own cock as he pumped it in time with his tongue, not wanting to come in his hand, but wanting to have that boiling point as high as possible before fucking this boy. After a few moments, his mouth dripping with juices of all sorts, he pulled away and moved completely behind the boy, shoving his swollen dick as deeply as he could into the boy’s still tight, but slick ass. A free hand went to play with the boy’s nipples as she shoved his dick in and out of the boy, not bothering to be gentle, hearing the boy’s screams, but doing nothing about it…Terry knew that this was coming, as it was every night, and he knew that he couldn’t stop Cameron…nothing could.

Moaning loudly, he pushed against the boy’s prostate before pulling completely out and penetrating him again, that moan turning into a scream as he did so. This boy’s body was so accepting and it made him so hot…and he wanted to come, he had to feel his cum shooting out and into the boy, and he wanted to feel it soon. Digging a hand into the boy’s hip, he jerked his hips continuously, having no rhythm as he started to orgasm, the hot fluid shooting in and partially coming out of Terry, crying out sharply as it happened. His body rode through the wave of pleasure until he was dry and then some, his body not wanting to stop, though it started slowing after several moments and then stopped as he collapsed onto the boy. Breathing heavily, he reached up and pulled the gag off of the boy, hearing him sob, though he could feel that the boy had come again himself, so obviously he had enjoyed the experience as well. Pulling the boy with him as he fell to the ground, he snuggled up behind him, kissing the boy’s neck repeatedly as he started to drift off, holding the boy as if he was holding a baby. “I love you Terry,” he said softly, barely realizing that the boy had used his wand to conjure up a blanket about him, snuggling against the boy even more.

“I love you too,” Terry said, “and remind me to be on the naughty list next year.”