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
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“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 ( ... )
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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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