Sunday morning - Hufflepuff 6th Year Dorm
Justin blinked. He was in a bed but something was wrong...or at least different. This wasn't his bed, was it? And why couldn't he move his arm?
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"Mm-mrph, ... yes, Professor," Ernie mumbled then snored.
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Justin's heart was beating wildly as he finally opened his eyes. Someone....then the memory came back to him. It was Ernie. Ernie's bed and Ernie's head on his arm. He smiled. It wasn't just a nice dream, it was real.
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Ernie busily wrote an essay about the 12 different reasons why he needed to transfigure his and Justin's bed, but the parchment kept shrinking and Professor McGonagall kept increasing the length of the assignment.
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He doesn't look too happy...come on, wake up and tell me what's wrong Justin pondered reaching over and touching Ernie's face, but he didn't dare, he didn't want to wake him up.
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"Please," Ernie whimpered. His brows drew down. his breathing picked up.
He wasn't going to finish in time. He was going to fail his Transfiguration NEWT. All those years of work wasted. Because he couldn't tell McGonagall the real reason he wanted to combine the beds.
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This wasn't good. Ernie was having a nightmare! Justin reached out and gently touched Ernie's cheek. "Ernie?" he whispered. "Ernie wake up."
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"WHAT!" Ernie yelled as something touched his face. He woke up scared and confused, but then there were arms around him. He burrowed his face against a warm firm chest and breathed in ... Justin.
"Oh god, Justin. Justin. Justin."
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Justin blinked in confusion, but instinctively wrapped his arms around Ernie. "Shhhhh, everything's okay, nothing's going to harm you..." He knew he babbled sweet nothings, but he needed to calm Ernie down and stroked his back.
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There was no failed test. There was no shrinking parchment. There was only Justin....
And Ernie's morning wood.
He looked upward and met Justin's eyes. Then he pressed his hips near.
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Justin looked worried. Ernie was...his body seemed to function normally, but there was something wrong. "Bad dream?" He brushed his lips against Ernie's, never stopping the gentle caress of his back
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"Horrible dream," Ernie whispered and pressed closer, moving a bit upward so his lips met Justin's better. "Help me forget."
He returned Justin's tentative kiss ... with interest.
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Grinning, Justin pulled Ernie close to kiss him properly. All the stuff he'd heard about bad morning breath did so not apply to Ernie. He brushed his tongue against Ernie's, trying to remember every little detail. His hand on Ernie's back wandered further down and he caressed a buttock.
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"Mmmm," Ernie hummed into the kiss.
"That's nice," he breathed when Justin touched his arse. Very nice!
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"Do you suffer from nightmares often?" Justin put little kisses on Ernie's face and kneaded the nice buttock beneath his hand.
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"All the time," Ernie said then kissed Justin harder and rolled him over so that Ernie was on top.
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The fingers of his hand that wasn't busy at Ernie's arse ran through Ernie's hair now and he pulled him down for another kiss. It felt so great having Ernie's weight on him and feeling their erections pressed together.
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Mm, yes, just like that, Ernie thought as he instinctively started to rock against Justin's body.
He licked and nibbled at Justin's lips gently, before sending his tongue deeper into the kiss, again and again. It occurred to him that there were ways to make this even better.
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All Justin could do was make a little helpless sound in the back of his throat. Damn, that felt good. Ernie was...fucking his mouth with his tongue. He tried to match Ernie's movement and bucked up. Skin rubbing against skin....this was the only right way to wake up
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Ernie's heart thrilled to hear the effect he had on Justin. He felt so alive, and so good. But he could make them both feel even better.
He broke away from the kiss and reached over to his nightstand for his wand. He pointed it at their crotches and said, "Lubricatum."
Dropping the wand, Ernie caught up both their dicks on one hand and went back to kissing Justin enthusiastically.
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Oh great Scott! Justin shivered as the slippery lube touched his hot skin...and Ernie's fingers! They were magic! He sucked at Ernie's tongue, unable to stop the sounds coming from his throat.
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Yes! My lovely little bottom. Feel me. This how your Ernie can make you feel.
Ernie smiled as he thrust his tongue into his lover's mouth. He grunted as he rubbed their cocks together, such heady sensations. So beautiful. Such a miracle.
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Justin didn't care if the silencing charm was still in place or had worn off. He didn't care if he sounded desperate and needy. Because he was. Desperate for Ernie's touch, needing to come soon. He grabbed Ernie's short hair, afraid he would pull back too soon.
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It was so good, all the sensations. Tinglies flared over Ernie's skin. With Justin holding his head in place he couldn't breathe, but he didn't need to. He just needed to hold their cocks together. And feel them rubbing against each other. The intense pleasure spiraled up and up until Ernie involuntarily bit Justin's lip as he came.
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OH FUCK! It hurt when Ernie bit him, but it was perfect. It was like marking him and the light pain traveled down to his cock immediately and he cried out as he came, too. Justin didn't want to let go of Ernie yet, but he needed to breathe, so he let his head drop back into the pillow.
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Ernie let himself collapse against Justin, just breathing for a while, and sneaking a little kiss now and then, but he tasted something off and raised his head to look.
Blood!
"Oh shit, Justin, I'm sorry! Does it hurt? Where's my wand? Are you okay?"
He started moving, trying to find his wand.
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Justin held Ernie back. "'m okay, don't worry. Stay here...it hurts a bit, but it'll remind me of you all day." He smiled, not even irritated by the taste of blood on his tongue.
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Ernie inhaled sharply. Stunned by Justin's words ... his desire.
"Gods, do you mean that?" he whispered in awe.
He settled back down on top of Justin and gazed into his eyes.
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His finger drew random patterns on Ernie's back. "Yeah...I don't know why...but...it makes it more real." He'd have to think about that later, but now he just knew he didn't want any healing charms to make it go away. And Ernie's brown eyes were so dark they looked almost like black velvet, he could stare up at them forever.
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I think I love you.
Ernie felt like his heart would burst. He kissed Justin gently, tasting the blood again. It should heal quickly, but would probably swell a bit and remain so all day.
"So you don't mind if I leave marks?"
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It stung a bit when Ernie kissed him again, but that would pass, too. Justin could already feel it swelling up. He didn't need to think about Ernie's question. "No. If they're not permanent. I mean...I won't get a tattoo or anything yet, but I don't mind hickeys and such."
One could show off with hickeys in the right places and he didn't mind his classmates to know that he finally found someone.
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Ernie smirked. "A tattoo, yet?" he drawled, planning on just where he was going to leave his first hickey tonight.
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"No, no tattoos...." For a moment, Justin wasn't sure if Ernie was trying to talk him into one. He was afraid of needles and wouldn't let them near if he could help it.
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"Well, what would you like?" Ernie's tone was playful. His hands caressed Justin's torso. He liked feeling Justin's body.
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"Things that heal again?" Oh gosh, Ernie was planning something. Would he bite him everywhere his hand traveled now?
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"Heal again?" Ernie laughed. "I'd never do permanent damage. What can you be thinking of?" He kissed Justin's nose, then his cheek.
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"I...I don't know...you know I'm not...too experienced."
Justin smiled and wiggled his nose, this felt nice. And he was relieved that Ernie didn't want him to wear a permanent sign.
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Ernie continued kissing his way over to Justin's ear, which he tickled with his tongue.
"Mmm, I suppose we should get up."
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"I don't want to..." Ohhhhhh...what Ernie was doing to his ear felt great! The shower could wait. He didn't need breakfast.
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"Hmph," Ernie laughed, breathing cool air on the ear he'd just licked.
"Silly man! If you don't get up, I shall have to spank you, methinks."
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Justin's eyebrows shot up. Spanking? That was...different. Did Ernie mean that? But... "I can't get up."
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Ernie laughed out loud. "Point," he said and rolled off Justin with a sigh.
"Woops!" he said as he disturbed the bed curtain and realized he hadn't cast the silencing charm again this morning.
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"Woops?" Justin sat up. "Anyone out there?"
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Ernie stuck only his head out of the curtains and was greeted with cheers, jeers, and whistles along with applause and "About fucking time you two got together!"
He turned bright red and jerked his head back inside, looking down, afraid to meet Justin's eyes.
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Justin felt like fainting. He blushed and paled at the same time. He tried to form the words he thought which were 'no silencing charm?' but they wouldn't come out so he just opened and closed his mouth like a fish on dry land. Then he dropped back onto the bed and put a pillow on his face in a weak attempt to kill himself. Anything was better than going out there, facing their dorm mates who must have heard every single word and....and that was much more awkward...all the sounds he had made.
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Ernie snuck a glance at Justin and all he saw was pillow.
He tugged at the pillow and said, "I'm sorry , love. I didn't mean for ... the world to find out this way."
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Justin felt miserable. He wanted people to know, but...they had listened in on their most private moments. This was embarrassing. He'd never be able to look any of them in the face.
"Are they gone now?" he whispered
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Ernie stuck his face out, and again was greeted with cheers and applause. He slid from the bed and closed the curtain behind him then took a bow with a broad, forced grin.
"Thank you! Thank you very much. But uh, show's over for now folks. Carry on! Carry on!"
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Despite his embarrassment, Justin had to chuckle. That was so sweet of Ernie to draw all the attention on himself. Ah well, the others would know anyway since his bed wasn't touched in two nights. He sat up again and looked around for his t-shirt, so he wouldn't have to face them naked. He wasn't as courageous as his boyfriend.
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After a few moments, Ernie drew open the curtain with a sigh.
"Coast is clear love. Forgive me?"
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Pulling the t-shirt over his head, Justin looked at Ernie. "Not your fault. At least not all of it. I should have thought of it, too."
He pulled his boxers up as he stood and put a quick peck on Ernie's cheek. "Are you sure nobody's in the showers?"
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"I think everyone's in the showers." He leaned his head on Justin's shoulder.
Justin wrapped his arms around Ernie's waist and held him tight. "I...I can't go in there now." He nuzzled into Ernie's neck.
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Ernie wrapped his arms around Justin's shoulders and held them tight.
"You don't have to," he said softly. "You can come with me to the Prefect's shower. But you have nothing to be ashamed of. They're all jealous ...of us."
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"I know...and it's not that I don't want them to know about us. But...the words...the sounds..." He sighed heavily. "Wanted to keep that between us."
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"True. Though, hopefully they'll forget soon enough." Ernie shrugged, still holding Justin tight.
"I'll scourgify you if you want, that way you don't have to go to out right now. But you still have to go to breakfast."
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Justin nodded. He couldn't take a shower now, couldn't take going out of the room right now. Everyone would laugh at him and poke fun.
"Good idea."
He dreaded the moment their dorm mates would find them sitting together at breakfast and be telling everyone else about this morning...or the night....or...he wasn't sure how much they'd heard.
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"Hey now," Ernie said softly, but chidingly. "Be proud. Do you know how many of those pencil-dicked no-loads have been bragging about sex they've never had? Hm? Now everyone knows we both got laid!"
He laughed.
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Justin blushed furiously at that. But wasn't that what he wanted? He'd always hated that everyone thought he was still a virgin.
"Yeah, but they'll put it up on the pin board and send owls around. And they'll be staring at us!"
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Ernie's grin turned wicked.
"And we'll just smile smugly back in their faces." He rubbed noses with Justin. "Don't they just wish they were us?"
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He'd never seen it this way and the smile came back to his face. "You think they're jealous?" Yeah, they probably were.
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"Weeelllllllllll," Ernie drawled, kissing Justin's ear. "How would you feel if you woke up to such sounds coming from someone else's bed? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm?"
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If it were possible, Justin would have blushed further.
"I'd prolly...you know...touched myself."
And what Ernie was doing to his ear didn't help either. He kissed the other boy's neck and refused to let go of him
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"Tck, Tck. Tck. Justin is a naughty boy." Ernie whispered seductively then let his tongue drag around Justin's ear. "But you know what? They are probably coming back from the showers soon to get dressed.
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"But you wanted to hear that." Justin mock-pouted theatrically. "And you're right, we'd better scourgify, get dressed and out of here."
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"No more touching yourself." Ernie declared as he reached down to grasp Justin's half hard cock. "If this needs attention, you bring it to me."
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Justin gasped. This was an order. But...somehow he liked that. "I will," he nodded.
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"Good!" Ernie slipped his hands around to Justin's buttocks and pulled them in tight.
"Now let's get dressed. And look at it this way - we won't have to explain why we want to move the bed together."
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"Yeah, it makes things easier." Ernie had a very positive way of looking at things, Justin liked that. He found his rumpled clothes and put them on. His hair was all over the place, but he didn't care. It'd have to do today. "Ready?"
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Ernie frowned then used his wand to clean them both and then straighten Justin's shirt. He got dressed and smiled. "Ready."
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"I'm starving." And the earlier they fled the dorm, the better. For now at least. "I hope they have pancakes today."
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Ernie smiled brightly and chuckled, leading the way out. He gathered his books from the table in the common room, then followed Justin to the Great Hall.
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"Mm-mrph, ... yes, Professor," Ernie mumbled then snored.
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Justin's heart was beating wildly as he finally opened his eyes. Someone....then the memory came back to him. It was Ernie. Ernie's bed and Ernie's head on his arm. He smiled. It wasn't just a nice dream, it was real.
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Ernie busily wrote an essay about the 12 different reasons why he needed to transfigure his and Justin's bed, but the parchment kept shrinking and Professor McGonagall kept increasing the length of the assignment.
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He doesn't look too happy...come on, wake up and tell me what's wrong Justin pondered reaching over and touching Ernie's face, but he didn't dare, he didn't want to wake him up.
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"Please," Ernie whimpered. His brows drew down. his breathing picked up.
He wasn't going to finish in time. He was going to fail his Transfiguration NEWT. All those years of work wasted. Because he couldn't tell McGonagall the real reason he wanted to combine the beds.
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This wasn't good. Ernie was having a nightmare! Justin reached out and gently touched Ernie's cheek. "Ernie?" he whispered. "Ernie wake up."
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"WHAT!" Ernie yelled as something touched his face. He woke up scared and confused, but then there were arms around him. He burrowed his face against a warm firm chest and breathed in ... Justin.
"Oh god, Justin. Justin. Justin."
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Justin blinked in confusion, but instinctively wrapped his arms around Ernie. "Shhhhh, everything's okay, nothing's going to harm you..." He knew he babbled sweet nothings, but he needed to calm Ernie down and stroked his back.
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There was no failed test. There was no shrinking parchment. There was only Justin....
And Ernie's morning wood.
He looked upward and met Justin's eyes. Then he pressed his hips near.
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Justin looked worried. Ernie was...his body seemed to function normally, but there was something wrong. "Bad dream?" He brushed his lips against Ernie's, never stopping the gentle caress of his back
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"Horrible dream," Ernie whispered and pressed closer, moving a bit upward so his lips met Justin's better. "Help me forget."
He returned Justin's tentative kiss ... with interest.
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Grinning, Justin pulled Ernie close to kiss him properly. All the stuff he'd heard about bad morning breath did so not apply to Ernie. He brushed his tongue against Ernie's, trying to remember every little detail. His hand on Ernie's back wandered further down and he caressed a buttock.
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"Mmmm," Ernie hummed into the kiss.
"That's nice," he breathed when Justin touched his arse. Very nice!
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"Do you suffer from nightmares often?" Justin put little kisses on Ernie's face and kneaded the nice buttock beneath his hand.
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"All the time," Ernie said then kissed Justin harder and rolled him over so that Ernie was on top.
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The fingers of his hand that wasn't busy at Ernie's arse ran through Ernie's hair now and he pulled him down for another kiss. It felt so great having Ernie's weight on him and feeling their erections pressed together.
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Mm, yes, just like that, Ernie thought as he instinctively started to rock against Justin's body.
He licked and nibbled at Justin's lips gently, before sending his tongue deeper into the kiss, again and again. It occurred to him that there were ways to make this even better.
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All Justin could do was make a little helpless sound in the back of his throat. Damn, that felt good. Ernie was...fucking his mouth with his tongue. He tried to match Ernie's movement and bucked up. Skin rubbing against skin....this was the only right way to wake up
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Ernie's heart thrilled to hear the effect he had on Justin. He felt so alive, and so good. But he could make them both feel even better.
He broke away from the kiss and reached over to his nightstand for his wand. He pointed it at their crotches and said, "Lubricatum."
Dropping the wand, Ernie caught up both their dicks on one hand and went back to kissing Justin enthusiastically.
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Oh great Scott! Justin shivered as the slippery lube touched his hot skin...and Ernie's fingers! They were magic! He sucked at Ernie's tongue, unable to stop the sounds coming from his throat.
*
Yes! My lovely little bottom. Feel me. This how your Ernie can make you feel.
Ernie smiled as he thrust his tongue into his lover's mouth. He grunted as he rubbed their cocks together, such heady sensations. So beautiful. Such a miracle.
*
Justin didn't care if the silencing charm was still in place or had worn off. He didn't care if he sounded desperate and needy. Because he was. Desperate for Ernie's touch, needing to come soon. He grabbed Ernie's short hair, afraid he would pull back too soon.
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It was so good, all the sensations. Tinglies flared over Ernie's skin. With Justin holding his head in place he couldn't breathe, but he didn't need to. He just needed to hold their cocks together. And feel them rubbing against each other. The intense pleasure spiraled up and up until Ernie involuntarily bit Justin's lip as he came.
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OH FUCK! It hurt when Ernie bit him, but it was perfect. It was like marking him and the light pain traveled down to his cock immediately and he cried out as he came, too. Justin didn't want to let go of Ernie yet, but he needed to breathe, so he let his head drop back into the pillow.
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Ernie let himself collapse against Justin, just breathing for a while, and sneaking a little kiss now and then, but he tasted something off and raised his head to look.
Blood!
"Oh shit, Justin, I'm sorry! Does it hurt? Where's my wand? Are you okay?"
He started moving, trying to find his wand.
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Justin held Ernie back. "'m okay, don't worry. Stay here...it hurts a bit, but it'll remind me of you all day." He smiled, not even irritated by the taste of blood on his tongue.
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Ernie inhaled sharply. Stunned by Justin's words ... his desire.
"Gods, do you mean that?" he whispered in awe.
He settled back down on top of Justin and gazed into his eyes.
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His finger drew random patterns on Ernie's back. "Yeah...I don't know why...but...it makes it more real." He'd have to think about that later, but now he just knew he didn't want any healing charms to make it go away. And Ernie's brown eyes were so dark they looked almost like black velvet, he could stare up at them forever.
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I think I love you.
Ernie felt like his heart would burst. He kissed Justin gently, tasting the blood again. It should heal quickly, but would probably swell a bit and remain so all day.
"So you don't mind if I leave marks?"
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It stung a bit when Ernie kissed him again, but that would pass, too. Justin could already feel it swelling up. He didn't need to think about Ernie's question. "No. If they're not permanent. I mean...I won't get a tattoo or anything yet, but I don't mind hickeys and such."
One could show off with hickeys in the right places and he didn't mind his classmates to know that he finally found someone.
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Ernie smirked. "A tattoo, yet?" he drawled, planning on just where he was going to leave his first hickey tonight.
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"No, no tattoos...." For a moment, Justin wasn't sure if Ernie was trying to talk him into one. He was afraid of needles and wouldn't let them near if he could help it.
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"Well, what would you like?" Ernie's tone was playful. His hands caressed Justin's torso. He liked feeling Justin's body.
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"Things that heal again?" Oh gosh, Ernie was planning something. Would he bite him everywhere his hand traveled now?
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"Heal again?" Ernie laughed. "I'd never do permanent damage. What can you be thinking of?" He kissed Justin's nose, then his cheek.
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"I...I don't know...you know I'm not...too experienced."
Justin smiled and wiggled his nose, this felt nice. And he was relieved that Ernie didn't want him to wear a permanent sign.
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Ernie continued kissing his way over to Justin's ear, which he tickled with his tongue.
"Mmm, I suppose we should get up."
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"I don't want to..." Ohhhhhh...what Ernie was doing to his ear felt great! The shower could wait. He didn't need breakfast.
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"Hmph," Ernie laughed, breathing cool air on the ear he'd just licked.
"Silly man! If you don't get up, I shall have to spank you, methinks."
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Justin's eyebrows shot up. Spanking? That was...different. Did Ernie mean that? But... "I can't get up."
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Ernie laughed out loud. "Point," he said and rolled off Justin with a sigh.
"Woops!" he said as he disturbed the bed curtain and realized he hadn't cast the silencing charm again this morning.
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"Woops?" Justin sat up. "Anyone out there?"
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Ernie stuck only his head out of the curtains and was greeted with cheers, jeers, and whistles along with applause and "About fucking time you two got together!"
He turned bright red and jerked his head back inside, looking down, afraid to meet Justin's eyes.
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Justin felt like fainting. He blushed and paled at the same time. He tried to form the words he thought which were 'no silencing charm?' but they wouldn't come out so he just opened and closed his mouth like a fish on dry land. Then he dropped back onto the bed and put a pillow on his face in a weak attempt to kill himself. Anything was better than going out there, facing their dorm mates who must have heard every single word and....and that was much more awkward...all the sounds he had made.
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Ernie snuck a glance at Justin and all he saw was pillow.
He tugged at the pillow and said, "I'm sorry , love. I didn't mean for ... the world to find out this way."
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Justin felt miserable. He wanted people to know, but...they had listened in on their most private moments. This was embarrassing. He'd never be able to look any of them in the face.
"Are they gone now?" he whispered
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Ernie stuck his face out, and again was greeted with cheers and applause. He slid from the bed and closed the curtain behind him then took a bow with a broad, forced grin.
"Thank you! Thank you very much. But uh, show's over for now folks. Carry on! Carry on!"
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Despite his embarrassment, Justin had to chuckle. That was so sweet of Ernie to draw all the attention on himself. Ah well, the others would know anyway since his bed wasn't touched in two nights. He sat up again and looked around for his t-shirt, so he wouldn't have to face them naked. He wasn't as courageous as his boyfriend.
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After a few moments, Ernie drew open the curtain with a sigh.
"Coast is clear love. Forgive me?"
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Pulling the t-shirt over his head, Justin looked at Ernie. "Not your fault. At least not all of it. I should have thought of it, too."
He pulled his boxers up as he stood and put a quick peck on Ernie's cheek. "Are you sure nobody's in the showers?"
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"I think everyone's in the showers." He leaned his head on Justin's shoulder.
Justin wrapped his arms around Ernie's waist and held him tight. "I...I can't go in there now." He nuzzled into Ernie's neck.
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Ernie wrapped his arms around Justin's shoulders and held them tight.
"You don't have to," he said softly. "You can come with me to the Prefect's shower. But you have nothing to be ashamed of. They're all jealous ...of us."
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"I know...and it's not that I don't want them to know about us. But...the words...the sounds..." He sighed heavily. "Wanted to keep that between us."
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"True. Though, hopefully they'll forget soon enough." Ernie shrugged, still holding Justin tight.
"I'll scourgify you if you want, that way you don't have to go to out right now. But you still have to go to breakfast."
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Justin nodded. He couldn't take a shower now, couldn't take going out of the room right now. Everyone would laugh at him and poke fun.
"Good idea."
He dreaded the moment their dorm mates would find them sitting together at breakfast and be telling everyone else about this morning...or the night....or...he wasn't sure how much they'd heard.
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"Hey now," Ernie said softly, but chidingly. "Be proud. Do you know how many of those pencil-dicked no-loads have been bragging about sex they've never had? Hm? Now everyone knows we both got laid!"
He laughed.
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Justin blushed furiously at that. But wasn't that what he wanted? He'd always hated that everyone thought he was still a virgin.
"Yeah, but they'll put it up on the pin board and send owls around. And they'll be staring at us!"
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Ernie's grin turned wicked.
"And we'll just smile smugly back in their faces." He rubbed noses with Justin. "Don't they just wish they were us?"
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He'd never seen it this way and the smile came back to his face. "You think they're jealous?" Yeah, they probably were.
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"Weeelllllllllll," Ernie drawled, kissing Justin's ear. "How would you feel if you woke up to such sounds coming from someone else's bed? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm?"
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If it were possible, Justin would have blushed further.
"I'd prolly...you know...touched myself."
And what Ernie was doing to his ear didn't help either. He kissed the other boy's neck and refused to let go of him
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"Tck, Tck. Tck. Justin is a naughty boy." Ernie whispered seductively then let his tongue drag around Justin's ear. "But you know what? They are probably coming back from the showers soon to get dressed.
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"But you wanted to hear that." Justin mock-pouted theatrically. "And you're right, we'd better scourgify, get dressed and out of here."
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"No more touching yourself." Ernie declared as he reached down to grasp Justin's half hard cock. "If this needs attention, you bring it to me."
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Justin gasped. This was an order. But...somehow he liked that. "I will," he nodded.
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"Good!" Ernie slipped his hands around to Justin's buttocks and pulled them in tight.
"Now let's get dressed. And look at it this way - we won't have to explain why we want to move the bed together."
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"Yeah, it makes things easier." Ernie had a very positive way of looking at things, Justin liked that. He found his rumpled clothes and put them on. His hair was all over the place, but he didn't care. It'd have to do today. "Ready?"
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Ernie frowned then used his wand to clean them both and then straighten Justin's shirt. He got dressed and smiled. "Ready."
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"I'm starving." And the earlier they fled the dorm, the better. For now at least. "I hope they have pancakes today."
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Ernie smiled brightly and chuckled, leading the way out. He gathered his books from the table in the common room, then followed Justin to the Great Hall.