The Professor, Part 32
Title: The Professor, Part 32
Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Character(s): Neville, Theo, Charlie
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): 8th year. EWE.
Challenge(s): "Mattress" for mixandmatch100
Word count: 100x2
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of the Professor series.
Theo's words rung hot in Neville's ears. Gods, did he want that! He wanted to watch as Theo took Charlie; it took all self-control in the world not to drag his men to the mattress.
He was ready to drop to his knees, beg if he had, to but he knew better. This wasn't the right place to do this. This weekend, they'd be back at Charlie's and do it proper.
"Fuck..." he breathed slowly, pressing himself against Charlie; kissing his neck. "I can't wait."
He watched Theo kiss Charlie and then him. Desire hung in the air, vibrated through their bodies, and their kissing only deepend. Charlie's arms were around them both and he moaned, low.
"I need to get the fuck outta here before the two of you kill me."
"Shit..." Theo whispered. He was also realising they couldn't continue. It was far too dangerous even if he liked to toy with this kind of danger. Theo loved being caught but not with Charlie. He couldn't. They couldn't...
"Will you two spend the night together?" Charlie straightened up, but didn't distancing himself away. Theo and Neville looked at each other. "Do it. Okay? Think of me," he whispered.
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Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Character(s): Neville, Theo, Charlie
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): 8th year. EWE.
Challenge(s): "Mattress" for mixandmatch100
Word count: 100x2
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of the Professor series.
Theo's words rung hot in Neville's ears. Gods, did he want that! He wanted to watch as Theo took Charlie; it took all self-control in the world not to drag his men to the mattress.
He was ready to drop to his knees, beg if he had, to but he knew better. This wasn't the right place to do this. This weekend, they'd be back at Charlie's and do it proper.
"Fuck..." he breathed slowly, pressing himself against Charlie; kissing his neck. "I can't wait."
He watched Theo kiss Charlie and then him. Desire hung in the air, vibrated through their bodies, and their kissing only deepend. Charlie's arms were around them both and he moaned, low.
"I need to get the fuck outta here before the two of you kill me."
"Shit..." Theo whispered. He was also realising they couldn't continue. It was far too dangerous even if he liked to toy with this kind of danger. Theo loved being caught but not with Charlie. He couldn't. They couldn't...
"Will you two spend the night together?" Charlie straightened up, but didn't distancing himself away. Theo and Neville looked at each other. "Do it. Okay? Think of me," he whispered.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/635997.html. Thanks for reading