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RP: Distractions

Apr 13, 2007 19:37

Date: April 13, 2005
Character(s): Blaise Zabini, Terry Boot
Location: Antiquity
Status: Private. Very, very private.
Summary: Terry tries to accomplish some work. Blaise doesn't seem intent on letting him, and Terry reallydoesn't mind.
Completion: Incomplete

( Distractions make everything better )

place: private residence, april 2005, terry boot, blaise zabini

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shh_blaise April 13 2007, 23:44:05 UTC

Blaise had been watching Terry from the doorway for a good fifteen minutes. Hidden though. A Disillusionment charm wrapped around himself so he didn’t disturb his lover. So he could watch him unnoticed ( ... )

shh_terry April 13 2007, 23:46:38 UTC

"I don't mind the staring," Terry said, fingers tracing along the book's spine. "It's the Disillusionment Charm that's messing with my concentration." Still was, as the disembodied voice washed over him. "Makes me feel like I'm talking to the Invisible Man ( ... )

shh_blaise April 13 2007, 23:48:15 UTC

Blaise smirked as Terry gasped and looked around for him. “Inconsiderate?” he asked in a puff of air against Terry’s spine just before darting out of the way. “What exactly have I done that’s inconsiderate ( ... )

shh_terry April 13 2007, 23:50:18 UTC

Terry groaned as a wisp of air passed over his spine, telling him Blaise was close. But when he tried to reach out and touch his lover, Blaise was gone. "Sneaky," Terry said, glancing around the room as if to try to pinpoint exactly where Blaise was ( ... )

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shh_terry April 14 2007, 17:17:23 UTC

Terry’s head whipped around, following the sound of Blaise’s voice, even if he couldn’t see him. “I forgot,” Terry admitted honestly. “Pants didn’t seem important at the time.”

“Only with you,” Terry said. “Never did anything like this with Megan or anyone else. Only you bring it out in me. That’s why I’m your slut, your whore.” He struggled against the bonds, wanting to reach out and find Blaise, stroke him, bring him to his mouth.

“Yes, anything. Anything you want, it’s all for you.” He heard material slither to the ground and knew Blaise was naked, his hard cock jutting forward, begging for Terry’s mouth or ass to close around it.

He jumped as much as the bonds let him as Blaise’s hands played with his feet, stroking his instep. He giggled a bit, as the touch was slightly ticklish. “Yes, all of me is all for you.” He groaned at Blaise’s husky voice, loving that he could bring such obvious reactions out of his lover. And he was pretty sure he was the only lover Blaise had had who effected him that way. “Always yours,” Terry ( ... )

shh_blaise April 15 2007, 18:41:47 UTC

“Hmm,” Blaise mused idly as he considered Terry’s question. He regarded his lover a second and wondered what in Morganna’s name he was thinking? What he was doing? And how this had happened? Blaise didn’t answer though. Couldn’t quite bring himself to say exactly what he had been thinking. Instead he just pressed closer, bit a little harder, held their cocks together a little firmer ( ... )

shh_terry April 15 2007, 19:58:36 UTC

Blaise didn’t say anything, just pressed closer, their cocks sliding wetly together. Terry groaned, tears of frustration from not being able to touch Blaise pricking at his eyes, but they didn’t fall. The anticipation was worth it, and the pleasure building exponentially between them was more than worth it ( ... )

shh_blaise April 15 2007, 21:11:10 UTC

Blaise smiled fondly at the purr that Terry let slip and couldn’t help but preen a little at his comment about his reaction to Blaise. He found himself frowning a little too though when it came to Terry’s last remark on the subject. He did know that Terry babbled when he couldn’t think. It was like he was overcompensating, or just couldn’t hold it in anymore. Couldn’t concentrate on keeping his thoughts internal and they just spilled out. He’d always enjoyed making him lose it like that. He also knew the way he whined when Blaise stroked his hair. The way he stretched in the mornings when he woke. The way he seemed to worry constantly about his friends. He knew a hell of a lot. And while Blaise had always prided himself on knowing other people well, he’d never had them expect that knowledge in him before, and he’d never quite known the things he knew about Terry. It was different. It was unnerving. Even more so because the way Terry had said ’you should know that by now’ had an unspoken implication. Terry was starting to know a fair ( ... )

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