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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 ( ... )

shh_blaise April 13 2007, 23:51:42 UTC

“Bloody little liar,” Blaise chastised. “You just said yourself you know when I’m around,” Blaise accused, a smug smirk still on his face at Terry’s admittance that hid the lustful reaction he’d had to it. Because fuck - he felt the same too. “You were provoking me on purpose. Or perhaps -“ Blaise tilted his head back and appraised Terry a moment. “Perhaps you were provoking yourself ( ... )

shh_terry April 13 2007, 23:53:28 UTC

Terry bit his lip as Blaise looked him over, his gaze scorching and all too intimate. “Am not a liar,” Terry insisted, poking his lower lip out slightly. “And how was I supposed to know that you’d find me provoking. All I was doing was reading.” He frowned at Blaise’s next statement, as if trying to figure out what Blaise meant, when he knew perfectly well what Blaise was saying. “How could I provoke myself with a book ( ... )

shh_blaise April 13 2007, 23:55:20 UTC

Blaise growled and angled his hips forward, rolled them against Terry’s, slid his trouser clad erection against his lover’s. The idea of Terry above him, fucking himself on Blaise was too alluring. “Merlin. You just give as good as you get, don’t you?”

“I doubt mentioning anyone right now could dampen this,” he said covering Terry’s erection with his hand and squeezing.

He pulled back and pushed his finger inside Terry’s mouth. Ran it along the inside of his lip. Stroked it against his tongue. Pulled it back and out dragging Terry’s lip down, letting it bing free and back up. So biteable. So tempting.

“Umm, bruises. My thumbprints all over your hips like this ink stain on your neck. Proclaiming you're mine. Shouldn’t want to mark you so much.”

“You’re so tight around me. So hot. Feel like I’m going to burn up.” Feels like he’s going to drown in him.Blaise dragged Terry’s head back, angled it to one side and stroked his wet finger over the ink stain, lightening the mark. Blaise paused, eyes fixed on the mark. “But you didn’t come ( ... )

shh_terry April 13 2007, 23:57:41 UTC

Terry arched up as far as he could, pressing himself against Blaise, whimpering as the cloth of their trousers got in the way. “Too many clothes,” he whined, tugging against the bonds, wanting his hands free to strip Blaise of his lounge pants, to run down Blaise’s chest, wanting the feel of his muscles against his palms. “You’re doing pretty good yourself,” he said, his voice hoarse with want and need ( ... )

shh_blaise April 13 2007, 23:59:31 UTC

“I’m only wearing slacks,” Blaise countered, finger trailing over Terry’s collarbone, His tong still lapping at the mark he was cleaning/making on his lover’s neck. “Where as you are wearing these-“ Blaise’s tone was vaguely disapproving as he looked down at the offending garment, hooking one finger in the waistband, “-jeans again and a jumper ( ... )

shh_terry April 14 2007, 04:14:49 UTC

“It’s too much,” Terry complained, aching to see Blaise’s naked form above him, feel his hard cock in his ass. He arched his neck against Blaise’s tongue, gasping as Blaise licked a long stripe up his neck. “I was working,” he said again. “Needed appropriate attire ( ... )

shh_blaise April 14 2007, 09:50:24 UTC

“So appropriate you neglected to wear pants?” Blaise whispered, stalking his way around Terry.

Blaise let out a long low groan at the pleas spilling from Terry’s mouth. Fuck he lo - adored that mouth. “Who would have thought you’d have such a dirty little mouth, pet. Merlin, look at you. Begging for me to fuck you. Begging for me to do anything.” Blaise stopped in front of Terry, hooked his fingers in the waistband of his slacks and pushed them down off his hip to pool on the floor. Gathered himself together because of everything Terry had said there had been four little words that had almost broke him. Make me yours, Blaise.His chest felt tight. Throat thick ( ... )

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