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[godofwines]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Jack of All Trades' / Saturday, November 18th, 2006 / one in the afternoon
Location: Quidditch Pitch
Open to: Anyone! Mostly Gryffindor team members, but other teams, too, if they're looking for a fight! And most importantly, Andy
Currently Involving: Bacchus

Ahh how he loved the smell of broom handles in the morning!

Although

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[andyfraz]

Andy left Professor Thorne at ten to one, figuring if he ran, he'd make it in time to practice but he didn't count on Aleesha Montgomery stopping him and rambling on about the soundtrack to the Matrix for a good ten minutes. After dislodging himself from her grasp, he bolted for the Quidditch pitch, slowing down only when he came into Bacchus' vision. He didn't want to seem like he was in a hurry to see him, now did he? The 7th year didn't need a bigger ego than he already had.

He casually strolled up to the box of equipment, and oh yes, hello Bach, totally didn't notice you there!

Yeah, right.

He smiled crookedly at Bach and gave a casual glance around, making sure the coast was clear. He wasn't going to pounce on him or anything, the risk of getting caught was too high. But he could flirt with a bit of confidence.

"I had a dream about you last night," he mumbled, in way of a greeting. His eyes darted around him, he did nothing to actually indicate he was flirting.

"I was sucking you off on a broom." And yet, flirting he

[godofwines]

Why good afternoon, Mr. Subtle!

Bach had to fight himself desperately to suppress a laugh! This from a guy who wouldn't even sleep with him? He flicked the ashes off the end of his fag (in Andy's general direction).

"Yeah, okay, Skipper," he said, smirking evilly at the younger boy. He wondered if this was how Andy commonly started conversations? Hello Professor Snape, I know you wanted to see me about this essay, but just so you know, I dreamed I diddled ye last night! Okay, now he had to suppress his gag reflex as well as his laughter

[andyfraz]

Andy pouted as his flirting was brutally shot down. Way harsh Mr Donovan! He swished away the ash from Bach's cigarette that was threatening to go up his nose and growled softly.

No, of course he wasn't going to practice in his jeans, he just hadn't had a chance to get changed! His pout increased twofold as he remembered that Quidditch came first to Bacchus, not fuck buddies. Or at least not his fuck buddy. "Yeah, yeah," he grumbled, "I'm going, hold ya fucking hippogriffs."

He turned away from Bacchus and silently copied his words as he made a face. Don't expect me to go easy on ye today, Frazer, he mocked, I'll beat your fine little arse there.

"You can try," he threatened with a mumble, although it was loud enough for Bach to hear him.

[godofwines]

Oh baby! Bacchus had to cover his mouth with his hand now to avoid laughing! Andy would say this, but wouldn't look him in the eye? Either the kid was a regular pussy or there was something else going on!

Reaching out silently, he grabbed Andy by the waist and pulled him very close, before kissing him on the back of the head in an almost unnoticeable move. "Thank you, baby," he purred just loud enough for Andy to hear, before releasing the boy and breaking out into fits of laughter over the entire matter.

Ohhh man. This was more fun than he'd originally thought! He threw the fag (not Andy) on to the ground and smooshed it out. "Scoot!" he shouted at Andy and slapped his ass playfully. He was in a good mood. Let's hope the team doesn't fucking ruin in by being miserable players today, eh wot?!

[andyfraz]

Andy thought Bach was about to tackle him when he was grabbed, Andy had clearly issued the challenge. But it appeared Bach was in a playful mood and so he just got a kiss. He was half pleased and half disappointed.

Andy pushed Bach away, still mad that he was being treated like a baby. He didn't like the way he was being laughed at, like he was some stupid kid. Bach slapped him on the arse, which weirdly didn't look gay because all sports-people did that, and Andy trudged to the change rooms to get into his practice clothes.

Stupid jock. He better bloody make it up to Andy later.

[godofwines]

From where he stood on the pitch, Bacchus just cackled evilly at the response (or lack thereof) he got from Andy. The push had been kinda fun, but he hadn't really gotten anything after that. Bollix. He'd have really loved to wrestle Andy. He was pretty sure he could've pinned the thin chaser quickly, but you never know how quick the little ones can be

[andyfraz]

Andy emerged from the change rooms a good 10 minutes later, deliberately taking his sweet, sweet time to get dressed. He had also given himself time to kill his erection which had popped up as he imagined all the ways he could get revenge on the older boy. It took some serious concentration on what Snape would look like naked to make his damned cock go limp, but eventually it worked.

Thanks Professor Snape for being a slimy, greasy git!

He exited the change rooms, expecting to see the rest of the team but no one had yet to show up. Which was good in one way, it meant he had Bacchus' undivided attention. But it was bad in another way, in that he had Bacchus' undivided attention.

"Did you forget to tell people that practice was on? They've yet to master reading your mind yet, dude, you have to actually speak to words aloud."

[godofwines]

By this point, Bacchus was sprawled in the grass, chewing yet on the tip of his glove (he'd removed it from his hand) and watching the clouds move over his head. His ears perked when he heard Andy approach, but he didn't sit up yet

[andyfraz]

Andy smiled at Bach's mocking. The word 'dude' was incredibly ridiculous but it sounded even more so out of Bach's mouth. Mmm, Bach's mouth. Don't let yourself get worked up again, Frazer, he warned himself, the rest of the team will be along soon.

"Why have you always got to have something in your mouth," Andy asked, suddenly curious. He sat down next to Bacchus, although at a reasonable distance away. "Do you think it's a subconscious desire for your urge to suck dick?" He was joking of course and said it more to get a rise out of Bach. He supposed it was possible though but he didn't care enough to give it much thought.

Andy grabbed a long blade of grass nevertheless and offered it up to Bacchus. "This is the best I can offer at this point in time, out here on the grounds in plain sight of everyone."

[godofwines]

Bacchus seriously considered the blade of grass but didn't take it. No, his glove would have to do for now.

"It's really the chewing, not the sucking, that causes me to go insane," he corrected the lad, as if he hadn't even noticed the lewdness of Andy's statement. Boy, that kid had a foul mouth! Mm, Andy's mouth... okay, calm down now.

"You wouldn't want me chewing on your little Andy down there, would you?" he asked, moving to the thumb of his glove when he realized that his index finger would give him no more pleasure. "I'd rather chew your anklebone. Or maybe your wrist. Neck on occasion, I suppose."

As for why...

"Freud says I was over-stimulated in my mouth when I was a baby," he said around the thumb of his glove as if he knew the psychoanalyst personally, "and therefore, my favorite sensation is in my gums. It's called an oral fixation. It gets worse when I'm feeling an extreme emotion, like being really happy, or really stressed. Fuck me, I could go for a sucker."

[andyfraz]

Foul mouth? Bacchus had yet to hear the worst, although Brinley got to hear it every so often.

Andy tried not to feel a phantom Bacchus nibbling on his neck right then. He shook his head, as if shaking the phantom away and said, "you've heard of Freud?" Sometimes Pureblood wizards never ceased to amaze him. You had one end of the spectrum that hated you and the other end that knew all sorts of things they probably shouldn't. Andy happened to be sleeping with both ends.

"Oral fixation, hey?" Andy stored that information away, you never knew when having THAT information might come in handy. "So what are you feeling now, more happy or more stressed?" It was an interesting question, something Andy was keen to hear the answer to. Was he happy to see Andy or simply thinking of the stresses of not having a Quidditch team at his disposal?

[godofwines]

"Dude," Bacchus said, smirking up at Andy. "I'm not as stupid as you'd like to think I am. Went to Muggle School, y'know." He took the thumb out of his mouth and surveyed just how chewed the end was

[andyfraz]

"I don't think you're stupid," Andy said uncomfortably. He didn't, exactly. Not stupid, no, just, well he WAS a jock. Not much but Quidditch and sex on the brain. He was just beginning to understand that he didn't yet even understand the basics of Bach like he'd assumed. Well, you know what they say about assuming - you make an ass out of u and ming. Or something similar, Andy couldn't be bothered correcting his internal thoughts

[kazuki_takurai]

Kazu held his trusty broom in his right hand as he walked out the doors of the school. Bugger, was he tired. Didn't help that he got up a grand total of half an hour previously. Not only that, but he only had ten minutes to scarf his late breakfast down his throat. It was always a philosophy of Kazu Takurai: Make sure to spend at least twenty minutes enjoying breakfast.

It was his ritual! And he had ten minutes to do it! So he only managed to eat two bowls of porridge, a banana, a few slices of toast, a glass of pumpkin juice... He could go on for awhile. Kazu had a bad habit of listing whatever foods he ate to his baby brother Chen. And he could tell Chen would get sick of it after about two minutes. But luckily, after that horrible breakfast experience, he managed to snag a lollipop from his brother's stash of candy in his bag.

But what ho! Quidditch captain (and all-around badass) Bacchus! Kazu gnawed on his melon-flavored lollipop as he threw an arm up in the air.

"Ohayoo," he said loudly, though rather dully. "Hey, sorry I'm

[godofwines]

"You liar. You think I'm a jock

[kazuki_takurai]

Kazu gave a hearty laugh as he walked forward to his best friend. Ahhh, Bacchus. Indeed, he was Kazu's bestest friend the entire world, now that he thought about it