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[andyfraz]

Week Name/Date/Time: "Duelly Noted" / Saturday, Decemeber 2, 2006 / 8.11pm
Location: Gryffindor Common Room
Open To: Baccypoo
Currently Involving: Andykins

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[godofwines]

Bacchus couldn't help but roll his eyes as Andy locked the door. Really, at a moment like this, he had the nerve to be so cautious? Bacchus couldn't think of a better way to proclaim their relationship to their housemates then by having some drunk sixth year stumble in with some equally drunk third year girl right in the middle of their throes of passion.

But, of course, he wasn't going to say anything about that right now. Now what was important, of course, was the sex-- err, the being close to Andy, being with Andy, loving Andy up, etc.

When Andy failed at closing the curtains, Bacchus attempted to do it for him-- also failing. But his was a slightly more epic one, because he pulled so hard that the entire beam fell off the hooks and on to Andy's bed. Luckily, they were both missed by the rod, but the scarlet curtains covered them, causing Bacchus to giggle maniacally (yes, Bacchus Donovan can giggle).

"Take your goddamn clothes off," he scolded, but he was so giddy by the fact that he was having such an amazing day and the fact that he'd destroyed Andy's bed that it wasn't so much of a command as it was a giddy request.

[andyfraz]

Andy sniggered as the curtains fell over their bodies, covering the pair almost completely. He buried his face in Bacchus' neck, lapping at any patch of salty skin he could get his tongue on while simaltaneously trying to free them from the claustrophobic wrap of the curtain material. Death by drapery wouldn't be such a bad way to die if he spent his last moments doing this with Bacchus.

More than willing to comply with the older boy's demands, Andy abandonned his current task and stripped his shirt over his head. He threw it into the bed beside them and tried valiantly to undo his belt. It was kind of hard when he couldn't stop touching his friend, unwilling to let him go even for a small moment. After a second, which felt like an eternity, he finally succeeded. His pants and boxers were gone a short moment later. He focused on Bacchus again and was more than disappointed he made himself naked.

Andy gave a half-growl and tugged the boy's shirt over his head before moving down to his pants. He was overcome with the desire to remove them with his teeth and he didn't bother to try and deny his urges.

[godofwines]

Death by drapery doesn't sound so sirius.

...

Bacchus, beneath his clothing, smelled like a Quidditch pitch, for anyone who was sniffing. A very sweaty quidditch pitch, for that matter. It made sense-- all he'd done all day was play, fight, fight some more, and get randy. No wonder.

But he couldn't wait to be free of his clothing-- it had been such a restraint to his touching Andy, embracing Andy, feeling Andy's bare skin against his own. Which was all he really wanted all day anyways.

He laughed when he saw what Andy was doing, but it was starting to take kind of long and his erection within was raging so hard against the crotch of his jeans, it was starting to hurt. But he gave Andy the time to finish it since it was obviously what the younger boy wanted, bringing a hand down to stroke his head from crown to neck.

[andyfraz]

Andy grated his teeth across Bach's abdomen and then hipbones but, as much a he would have liked to, didn't linger. He cheated slightly and undid the belt, slid down the fly and pulled his pants down to his knees. The minute those obstacles were out of the way though he brought his teeth back, pulling Bach's boxers down, dragging them roughly over the huge bulge that was Bacchus' erection.

And then it was like angels sang. He could practically hear the trumpets.

He dove straight on, sucking Bach into his mouth as far as he could take him.

[godofwines]

Bacchus could almost hear his cock singing out in greeting to Andy's happy mouth, like it was an old friend. The sight of the two colliding was almost too much for Bacchus. He began thrusting his hips, inable to control the bucking, he was so turned on.

His hands were once in Andy's hair, finding the small spots of tangles and pulling them loose.

"Fuuuck me, Frazer!" he moaned, turning his head to the side of Andy's pillow to stifle the sound as best he could. This was almost too much. He didn't know all Andy wanted tonight, but he was about to lose it, this was so fucking perfect.

[andyfraz]

Man, if only this was an occupation! Here was something Andy could do for a living quite happily, sucking Bacchus off. It was a 'job' after all, if you wanted to get technical.

"Nuh-uh," he said, sounding rather muffled. Sliding the older boy out of his mouth for just a fraction of a second he added, "fuck me". He took him all once more, making sure the seventh year was slick enough. He had actually made an enquiry at the Infirmary for lubricant (read: rummaged around the store room while the nurse was occupied) and found something that would suffice. But it was in the drawer and Andy wasn't about to waste another second.

"Fuck me, please," he begged unashamedly.

[loopdeelou]

And Bacchus? He would gladly pay (if he had the money) Andy to do this for as long as he wanted, it felt so good. Maybe this would be a better career than the military for Andy to look in to?

It really was amazing what they had in the infirmary. And it all only let Bacchus to further believe that Madame Pomfrey was a kinky bitch.

Or maybe she just knew teenagers too well.

Bacchus sort of liked the begging. It was actually kinda cute and it was all he could do to hold himself back from coddling Andy right there for it. Instead, once he was positive the boy's teeth were far gone from his crotch, he gave him a very hearty push backwards into the bedding, before mounting him like a lion catching it's prey.

But he didn't enter him. Not yet.

He brought his mouth to Andy's collarbone and licked it, his eyes having traced and his gums having tingled it for so long. Next came Andy's ribs. He trailed his tongue along each and every one in turn, his mouth prsactically singing in joy of Andy's sharp angles.

[sunny_charles]

Pomfrey did happen to know teenagers rather well although Andy was of the opinion condoms and lubricant were Dumbledore's idea, wacky old man that he was. Now there was someone who'd be into the kinky stuff!

Bacchus straddled Andy and although the younger man wanted to be fucked, it wasn't as if he was going to complain about this extra attention. In the worst case scenario it gave him a chance to calm down, which was definitely a good thing for the both of them. It would have been sort of an anti-climax to have Andy shoot his load after Bach had just entered him. Also embarrassing, although he had the suspicion Bacchus was just as worked up as he was.

He watched the boy, with eyes almost reflecting affection, as he made his way down Andy's abdomen. He liked the colour of Bach's tongue, he decided, as his friend licked the outline of his second rib. He discovered he was ticklish on rib number five. Number seven actually made him gasp a little.

[loopdeelou]

...Yeeeah now that he thought about it more, the idea of Dumbledore storing that sort of stuff there was more likely than Pomfrey. Although that made him wonder whjy they had yet to be removed, seeing how Dumbledore was gone and it wasn't verly likely that underage sex was something Malfoy would support.

Even if something in that man's eyes pleased something in Bacchus' loins at a bizarre level.

Rawr.

But there was no time to think about that right now. Bacchus' mouth, which was in some weird way connected directly to his groin, was being extremely satisfied by Andy's hard angles and weird curves in unexpected places.

He liked rib number seven. So, he went for it a second time, the pink of his tongue lapping at the skin affectionately and warmly. He liked the salt of Andy's sweat. It almost made him wonder how the boy's tears tasted...

With a -FWUMP!-, he flipped the boy over and went for-- oddest of all-- the curve in the boy's foot, sucking hard on it and seemign to enjoy it very much.

[sunny_charles]

Andy would be deeply, deeply disturbed to hear that Bacchus had a thing for the Minister/Headmaster. Deeply.

Thank goodness Bach knew well enough to keep his mouth shut because that could have possibly destroyed the mood he was so sucessfully creating with this rib licking business. Number seven was definitely something to remember for the future. Yes, you heard correctly, Andy hoped they had a future. He didn't think about it too much because then he'd have to decide what kind of future he wanted and like Bacchus and his unthinkable thoughts, he concluded now was not the time.

When he was flipped over he expected Bacchus to be inside him almost immediately, but the boy continued to surprise him. Andy burst out laughing and kicked his foot without meaning too. "That tickles, watch the teeth!"

[godofwines]

Right when Andy demanded he watch the teeth, Bacchus bit in to the slender curve, ducking his face in case there was a kick (it happened).

Maybe he did it just to be impetuous, or maybe he had given up on listening to Andy. It didn't matter much, because Bacchus' gums were screaming in delight at the feeling of this new spot of Andy's against them. He could even feel his cock growing harder between his thighs at the pleasure enveloping his highly-sensitive mouth.

He didn't want to release the boy from his mouth, but he knew it had to happen soon. He had bigger fish to fry. Smirking as he crawled along the length of Andy's body, having dropped his foot most unceremoniously, he pinned the boy back to the sheets, getting ready to position himself.

He spread his legs over the top of the other's and with a devious look in his eyes, thurst himself harder than ever before into Andy, cock dripping with lubrication.

[sunny_charles]

Andy cried out as Bacchus slammed into him. There was pain again, but mostly a release of finally getting what he had wanted since it had happened last time. Like the time before, Andy wanted him to immediately keep still, just so he could get used to the feeling and localise the pain (which at first seemed to spread like fire over his body), but his need for Bacchus greatly overwhelemed any cause of concern he had for his own well being. Actually, screw that, this was his well being. Bacchus inside him? Absolutely his number one priority.

Andy ground down on the bedspread, aching for friction in front as well as behind. It was hard to achieve with Bacchus' weight on top of him, but he managed. His hands clenched tightly in the covers and he felt Bach's breath on the back of his neck. He shivered delightfully as the full joy of having Bach's cock inside him finally hit. The pain was subsiding with every thrust, the pleasure increasing so much that Andy's cock was throbbing and screaming for permission to explode, although he didn't dare let it.

[godofwines]

This time, unlike last, Bacchus had no intention of remaining completely still the moment he entered his pretty little lover. And when he was this blazed in such a heat, Andy had little chance of getting what he wanted out of the boy.

The first slam, the initial pain of Bacchus' entering, was followed by a quick and just as hearty second one, and then a third, and then a fourth, and so on. Bacchus breathed harder, even moaning out on the third, so great was his ectasy.

"Nnngh!"

The noise echoed around the room, seeming somehow, for Bacchus, a very vunerable sound. He himself grimaced when he heard it and pushed himself harder back into Andy to let him know that the boy wasn't to push it.

His left hand, by the way, had curved under Andy's body and was slowly pushing its way through bedspread and hot flesh, trying to get to Andy's center and give it a good rub. Once he caught hold of the warm organ he wanted, Bacchus started, being, by no means, gentle.

[andyfraz]

It was damn lucky then that Andy didn't want him to stop. Possibly ever. The feeling was too great, the smells were intense, the sounds? Amazing. Andy was quite vocal when it came to it but Bacchus didn't seem to be as such. He certainly couldn't remember any kind of noise last time, except when the boy had come. This one cut straight through him, making everything feel electric.

He tried to push his body off the bed, to at least make it easier for Bacchus to reach his cock, but it was nigh impossible under the weight of such muscles. Oh well, the older boy found a way to reach him. Andy made things a bit more difficult by pushing himself into the bed, but he couldn't help it! Bach was being particularly rough and the delicious combination of hard, hot ecstasy coming from both sides of his body was enough to drive him insane with desire.

The only thing really missing but the fact he couldn't see Bach. He wanted to kiss him, wanted to see the look of lust on his face each time he pushed into Andy. But there was no way he could remove himself from this submissive pose, because one, he literally couldn't move, and two, he really didn't want to pause what they were doing, even for a moment.

He'd have to settle on sound instead of sight which, for Andy, was almost as potent. He had a certain kink about voices.

"Bacchus? Talk to - oh god, fuck that's amazing - me." His voice dripped of sex as he uncurled one of his hands from the bedspread and manouvered it to his side, so he was touching Bacchus's side. "Wanna hear everyth - mmmrgh..."

[godofwines]

Talk and have sex at the same time...? That was.... hard!! Typical guy, Bacchus definitely had a one-track mind. While he was fucking Andy, he was thinking about fucking Andy. He was not thinking about talking to Andy, he was not thinking about the color of Andy's hair, he was not thinking about food (hard to believe, but it was true).

And so as Andy mumbled and fumbled or whatever the hell he was doing down there, Bacchus simply continued to push in and out, enjoying every second of it. He grunted, as he always did (hard not to), he moaned a couple of times. His lips even grew a little wet with saliva he didn't want to lick away just yet.

What seemed a more ideal way of dispelling said spit was by setting his mouth to as far on Andy as he could reach (the side of his delicious neck, by the way) and biting and licking it as furiously as he could. Each nip came with a thrust and each thrust was followed by a hearty kiss.

Oh Merlin, he loved the feeling of this boy around him. it was greater than any other ectasy he knew.

[andyfraz]

It wasn't like he wanted to have a conversation! He just wanted to be told he was pretty or something, maybe some reassurance that the older boy was enjoying himself. He knew he must be though, Bacchus was the one who was getting the room with a view after all, so to speak. All Andy could stare at was the bedspread and curtains underneath him.

But if Bacchus didn't want to do it, the younger boy wasn't going to force the issue. At least the boy was talking to him in general, he supposed he couldn't ask for more. I don't really deserve any more, he told himself and he returned to focusing on the task at hand.

He tilted his neck to an awkward angle, trying like hell to reach the boy's mouth but it was no use. The neck biting thing turned out pretty good though and he bit down into the doona, anxious to muffle the increasing pitch of his moans.