Winter Shorts 2008 Round Two: Fic - Gay Chicken - PG
Moe Note: Here's the second fic of the day! Have fun! :D
Title: Gay Chicken
Author: abusing_sarcasm
Prompt: #098 - Onions, punching, giggles.
Prompt Given by: Anonymous
Word Count: 688
Betas: Sabrina, Allie, Courtney, and Mirek - not that it needed a lot of beta-ing… I just like to pass stuff around.
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Dedicated to everyone that I promised to write a Gay Chicken story for.
Summary: Hogwarts finds a new champion… Kind of.
Hugo Weasley strolled into the Great Hall and leaned down towards his cousin, James Potter. He leaned down, and James, seeing him there, tilted his head up. "Hiya, lover," Hugo said, his voice low and husky.
"Hey baby," James whispered, licking his lips in anticipation.
Hugo cupped James's cheek with one hand, and James lifted a hand to Hugo's hair. Their lips moved closer and closer together. One could almost hear violin music in the background.
When their lips were a scant millimeter from touching, James pulled away violently. "I can't! I can't!" he shouted, "It's too gross! Your breath smells like onions!"
Hugo pumped his fists in the air. "Winner and still gay chicken champion!"
The girls at the Gryffindor table giggled at the boys' antics. No one knew who'd introduced gay chicken to Hogwarts, but the results had been entertaining, to say the least.
Lily Potter smiled at her cousin. "Nice one, Huge. You know, there's a house unity party tomorrow night. I think all the house champions ought to go at it. See who's the champion of the whole school."
Hugo grinned and slung his arm around his girlfriend, Lynn Donovan. "Fine with me. I'll kick all their arses."
Lynn rolled her eyes.
The next night, Hugo bested the Ravenclaw champion in a heated contest that had involved a full ten seconds of lip-to-lip contact. However, Hugo put him down for the count with a well-played thigh squeeze.
"Who's next? Who's next?" Hugo taunted, giving the assembled party-goers his best leer.
A thin blonde boy stood up. "I'm Scorpius Malfoy, the Slytherin champion, and you are all a bunch of lightweights. This isn't even a contest," he drawled.
Hugo bristled. "Bring it on, Malfoy."
Scorpius sauntered over. Hugo was a tall boy, and topped him by several inches, yet Scorpius didn't look at all intimidated.
Hugo leaned over, and attempting to use the element of surprise, smashed his lips against Scorpius's. Scorpius simply wrapped his arms around Hugo's broad back and leaned into the kiss.
Suddenly, Hugo jumped back, punching Scorpius on the arm. "No way, man! You licked me!"
"It's called a French kiss," Scorpius said. "You Gryffindors have no concept of the fine art of gay chicken. No one can beat me."
There was a cough from the other side of the room. "I think I could beat you."
All eyes shot over to Albus Potter, the quietest of the Potter clan. Unlike his brash brother and sassy sister, Albus was the subdued type. He'd never before volunteered for a game of gay chicken, yet here he was, claiming he could take on the champion apparent! It was unheard of.
Scorpius looked him up and down lazily. "Bring it on, Potter."
Albus walked towards the center of the room and placed one hand on Scorpius's shoulder. "Whenever you're ready," he said calmly.
Scorpius raised an eyebrow. "I was born ready."
Albus gave what could have been called a smirk, if it had been on anyone's face but his, and leaned in. Their lips brushed softly at first, testing. They teased each other's lips, pressing harder when neither pulled away.
Scorpius went for his patented move and darted his tongue out to run along Albus's lower lip. Albus moved his hand from Scorpius's shoulder to his neck and pulled him closer. Albus opened his mouth just enough to touch Scorpius's tongue with his own.
Scorpius took advantage and pushed his tongue fully into Albus's mouth. Albus angled his head more sharply and sucked on Scorpius's tongue hard enough to make him moan. But he still didn't pull away.
As the others looked on, Scorpius reached down and grabbed Albus's backside, pulling him in, bringing their bodies together, but neither pulled away.
Finally, they broke apart, breathing heavily, staring into each other's eyes. Albus leaned forward and whispered something in Scorpius's ear. Scorpius smiled an evil little smile and grabbed Albus's hand. He dragged him from the room, slamming the door behind them.
Hugo looked around, confused. "Who won?"
Lily grinned. "I think it was a draw."
Hugo shrugged and raised both arms in the air. "Winner and still gay chicken champion!"
Disclaimer: This piece of fiction is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. Inc. No money is being made, no copyright or trademark infringement, or offence is intended. All characters depicted in sexual situations are above the age of consent.
Title: Gay Chicken
Author: abusing_sarcasm
Prompt: #098 - Onions, punching, giggles.
Prompt Given by: Anonymous
Word Count: 688
Betas: Sabrina, Allie, Courtney, and Mirek - not that it needed a lot of beta-ing… I just like to pass stuff around.
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Dedicated to everyone that I promised to write a Gay Chicken story for.
Summary: Hogwarts finds a new champion… Kind of.
Hugo Weasley strolled into the Great Hall and leaned down towards his cousin, James Potter. He leaned down, and James, seeing him there, tilted his head up. "Hiya, lover," Hugo said, his voice low and husky.
"Hey baby," James whispered, licking his lips in anticipation.
Hugo cupped James's cheek with one hand, and James lifted a hand to Hugo's hair. Their lips moved closer and closer together. One could almost hear violin music in the background.
When their lips were a scant millimeter from touching, James pulled away violently. "I can't! I can't!" he shouted, "It's too gross! Your breath smells like onions!"
Hugo pumped his fists in the air. "Winner and still gay chicken champion!"
The girls at the Gryffindor table giggled at the boys' antics. No one knew who'd introduced gay chicken to Hogwarts, but the results had been entertaining, to say the least.
Lily Potter smiled at her cousin. "Nice one, Huge. You know, there's a house unity party tomorrow night. I think all the house champions ought to go at it. See who's the champion of the whole school."
Hugo grinned and slung his arm around his girlfriend, Lynn Donovan. "Fine with me. I'll kick all their arses."
Lynn rolled her eyes.
The next night, Hugo bested the Ravenclaw champion in a heated contest that had involved a full ten seconds of lip-to-lip contact. However, Hugo put him down for the count with a well-played thigh squeeze.
"Who's next? Who's next?" Hugo taunted, giving the assembled party-goers his best leer.
A thin blonde boy stood up. "I'm Scorpius Malfoy, the Slytherin champion, and you are all a bunch of lightweights. This isn't even a contest," he drawled.
Hugo bristled. "Bring it on, Malfoy."
Scorpius sauntered over. Hugo was a tall boy, and topped him by several inches, yet Scorpius didn't look at all intimidated.
Hugo leaned over, and attempting to use the element of surprise, smashed his lips against Scorpius's. Scorpius simply wrapped his arms around Hugo's broad back and leaned into the kiss.
Suddenly, Hugo jumped back, punching Scorpius on the arm. "No way, man! You licked me!"
"It's called a French kiss," Scorpius said. "You Gryffindors have no concept of the fine art of gay chicken. No one can beat me."
There was a cough from the other side of the room. "I think I could beat you."
All eyes shot over to Albus Potter, the quietest of the Potter clan. Unlike his brash brother and sassy sister, Albus was the subdued type. He'd never before volunteered for a game of gay chicken, yet here he was, claiming he could take on the champion apparent! It was unheard of.
Scorpius looked him up and down lazily. "Bring it on, Potter."
Albus walked towards the center of the room and placed one hand on Scorpius's shoulder. "Whenever you're ready," he said calmly.
Scorpius raised an eyebrow. "I was born ready."
Albus gave what could have been called a smirk, if it had been on anyone's face but his, and leaned in. Their lips brushed softly at first, testing. They teased each other's lips, pressing harder when neither pulled away.
Scorpius went for his patented move and darted his tongue out to run along Albus's lower lip. Albus moved his hand from Scorpius's shoulder to his neck and pulled him closer. Albus opened his mouth just enough to touch Scorpius's tongue with his own.
Scorpius took advantage and pushed his tongue fully into Albus's mouth. Albus angled his head more sharply and sucked on Scorpius's tongue hard enough to make him moan. But he still didn't pull away.
As the others looked on, Scorpius reached down and grabbed Albus's backside, pulling him in, bringing their bodies together, but neither pulled away.
Finally, they broke apart, breathing heavily, staring into each other's eyes. Albus leaned forward and whispered something in Scorpius's ear. Scorpius smiled an evil little smile and grabbed Albus's hand. He dragged him from the room, slamming the door behind them.
Hugo looked around, confused. "Who won?"
Lily grinned. "I think it was a draw."
Hugo shrugged and raised both arms in the air. "Winner and still gay chicken champion!"
Disclaimer: This piece of fiction is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. Inc. No money is being made, no copyright or trademark infringement, or offence is intended. All characters depicted in sexual situations are above the age of consent.