The Professor, Part 36 (Neville, Charlie, Theo)
Title: The Professor, Part 36
Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Character(s): Neville, Theo, Charlie
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): 8th year. EWE.
Challenge(s): "Evergreen" for
neville100 + "Cheer" for mixandmatch100
Word count: 100x4
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of the Professor series.
Neville smiled shyly, feeling stupid again, as he let Charlie into the hotel room. Why was he always just so damned nervous around the man. They'd done plenty of things together for him to not be so overwhelmed by his presence anymore but one smile from Charlie - and Neville was a blubbering idiot again.
"Theo's in the shower."
"Ah, I see…" Charlie said, and when Neville closed the door behind him, had Neville pinned against it. "Gives me a couple of minutes to have you all to myself."
"Yeah?" Neville asked, breathy. "Missed me?"
"You know I did," Charlie said before he pushed his leg in-between Neville's legs and then kissed him, deep. Neville moaned and Charlie took that opportunity to shove his tongue inside Neville's mouth.
He loved this about Charlie. For a while now, Charlie had stopped treating Neville like he was made of glass. Instead, he handled him roughly, as if he was confident Neville was a man now, and could hold his own.
Neville jerked his hips and then ground down on Charlie's leg. He was painfully hard already and he needed Charlie to feel it. Wanted Charlie's hands on him. Wanted them to get off together. Enough had been enough. It was one thing to role play, dirty talk, and fantasise with Theo - but having Charlie with him, with them was the best thing.
"Get your trousers off," Neville said when Charlie's mouth moved onto Neville's neck and he was sucking and biting him. "Let me feel you."
"Don't you wanna wait for-?" Charlie didn't have to finish his question, of course.
"He'll join us when he gets done. His fault for taking his sweet time with the bloody shower. His cock stays hard all year long like a fucking evergreen. Don't worry, he'll only fuck you harder when he finds out you've already come for me once."
The more Charlie kissed him now, the more confident Neville became. He was good at dirty talk, he knew, since Theo taught him. And he was saying the things he'd only say to Theo. But Charlie was a part of them now. He could be open with him.
"Love the way you talk to me, Nev…" Charlie said, his lips hovering above Neville's. "I want you to keep talking to me while I take you in my mouth, okay?" Neville whimpered. "Cheer me on, yeah?" Charlie added.
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Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Character(s): Neville, Theo, Charlie
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): 8th year. EWE.
Challenge(s): "Evergreen" for
neville100 + "Cheer" for mixandmatch100
Word count: 100x4
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of the Professor series.
Neville smiled shyly, feeling stupid again, as he let Charlie into the hotel room. Why was he always just so damned nervous around the man. They'd done plenty of things together for him to not be so overwhelmed by his presence anymore but one smile from Charlie - and Neville was a blubbering idiot again.
"Theo's in the shower."
"Ah, I see…" Charlie said, and when Neville closed the door behind him, had Neville pinned against it. "Gives me a couple of minutes to have you all to myself."
"Yeah?" Neville asked, breathy. "Missed me?"
"You know I did," Charlie said before he pushed his leg in-between Neville's legs and then kissed him, deep. Neville moaned and Charlie took that opportunity to shove his tongue inside Neville's mouth.
He loved this about Charlie. For a while now, Charlie had stopped treating Neville like he was made of glass. Instead, he handled him roughly, as if he was confident Neville was a man now, and could hold his own.
Neville jerked his hips and then ground down on Charlie's leg. He was painfully hard already and he needed Charlie to feel it. Wanted Charlie's hands on him. Wanted them to get off together. Enough had been enough. It was one thing to role play, dirty talk, and fantasise with Theo - but having Charlie with him, with them was the best thing.
"Get your trousers off," Neville said when Charlie's mouth moved onto Neville's neck and he was sucking and biting him. "Let me feel you."
"Don't you wanna wait for-?" Charlie didn't have to finish his question, of course.
"He'll join us when he gets done. His fault for taking his sweet time with the bloody shower. His cock stays hard all year long like a fucking evergreen. Don't worry, he'll only fuck you harder when he finds out you've already come for me once."
The more Charlie kissed him now, the more confident Neville became. He was good at dirty talk, he knew, since Theo taught him. And he was saying the things he'd only say to Theo. But Charlie was a part of them now. He could be open with him.
"Love the way you talk to me, Nev…" Charlie said, his lips hovering above Neville's. "I want you to keep talking to me while I take you in my mouth, okay?" Neville whimpered. "Cheer me on, yeah?" Charlie added.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/662739.html. Thanks for reading