Tuesday Morning 24/9/96 Roger's Room (Tag Adrian)

[rogerin_davies]

Roger woke and instantly remembered everything. He realized he was drooling on his pillow and that his arse ached as well as a few muscles in his legs and back. Next he realized that his pillow was Adrian's chest and that he should pull a sheet over to wipe away his drool. That would be the polite thing after all

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[dark_at_heart]

Adrian felt very warm, covered by something heavy and smooth beneath his fingers. And he felt very good, slowly waking up. The touch of lips on his chest had him open his eyes and look at ... Roger's hair.

Then he remembered last night, his heartrate increasing slightly for a few moments, out of fear

What are you afraid off, Adrian?

or was it happiness? The same happiness that made him smile as Roger's eyes met his, and he saw no doubts in them, no rejection... no regrets.

Adrian slid a hand up over Roger's back to his neck and murmured "'Morning," love.

Why don't you say it?

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"Mmmhm?" Adrian took a moment to refocus on words and not just sensations and Roger's taste.

"Ooh..." he shifted slightly against Roger, getting more comfy "A sword... I'd only just started out with classical fencing," he replied and pressed a light kiss against Roger's lips. He could not get enough of that.

"And my first attempt at a Healing charm without Mother around to help out." He smiled wryly, because that had been one of his major fuckups and he'd only been 13 at the time.

"Got infected because I botched up." Adrian shrugged "And then I hid it from Mother... Or tried to. But she figured it out pretty quickly. Me not being hungry was a dead give-away." A light chuckle followed the last words, but was drowned by another kiss.

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Roger pulled back in horror, and hit his head against the wall.

"Ow! Adrian!" He slapped at the scar. "You- You- You - "

He bent to examine it, squirming against Adrian, scared that he'd almost lost his Adrian, despite the event happening so far in the past.

"Maybe I don't want to fence, after all." He looked askance at Adrian then bent to lick a long stroke the length of the scar.

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Adrian stiffled a surprised laugh as Roger banged against the wall, then yelped at the slap "Hey!"

He forgot the indignance at the slap, as Roger squirmed against him, slithering down Adrian's body.

"I was just thirte... Oooh..." That lick was evil. Adrian regained some of his breath, and continued, looking down at Roger as he combed fingers through his lover's hair "Thirteen, and I was a stupid kid, so sure I could handle that myself. Mother made me keep the scar to remind me what stupidity, arrogance and pride could do." Not that it had been a lesson he'd learned much from, in that respect.

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"But, I thought you wore protective gear in fencing and that you couldn't get hurt like that."

He licked the scar again.

"There was a boy... on the island. He got bit by a dog and didn't tell anyone." Roger slid his leg between Adrian's. More comfortably.

"It festered for a couple days before his mother noticed." He let his hand wander around and massage Adrian's back.

"He said one of our dogs did it. We never knew if he was just lying to protect a friend, or if he'd done something to our dog and it really did bite him. He said it was big and black. None of ours were solid black at the time. Three were part black. All right, I'll shut up now."

He kissed Adrian's lips.

But I don't want you to die, especially of something so, so, so, treatable! And I don't want to lose you at all, now that I've just found you!

He kissed him hard.

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Adrian opened his mouth to ask what had happened with the dogs, when he found himself being kissed senseless instead.

He moaned, forgetting about the scar, fencing, dogs and infections, and only Roger remained in his mind and the way his lover kissed him. Kissed him as if it was the last kiss on earth.

But it wouldn't be the last. There would be more. An endless amount of 'more', and Adrian returned it with every ounce of want and love inside him, pulling Roger even closer with his hands.

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Adrian's kiss ... his tongue slowly claimed Roger, seeking and finding every soft warm place in Roger's mouth. It was so warm, Roger started getting really hot, kissing Adrian passionately, consciously letting himself go.

He heard a little moan and realized he had made the sound.

His leg moved out again from between Adrian's and over the top of Adrian's hip. He sought closeness, always closer to Adrian.

"Want you," he whispered insistently. He kissed Adrian's neck, quick and hard, gasping, moving to straddle him.

"Want you inside me again." His body burned with want. Yes, it had hurt last night, but it also felt so good. "Want to feel it."

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The kiss changed, became more urgent, hotter, demanding and Adrian felt his body once more react near insteantly to Roger's closeness. And then that whisper, the deep want in Roger's voice. So strongly echoed inside himself.

Adrian moaned and pushed his hips up against Roger, their cocks sliding hotly alongside each other "Want you so much." His hands slid down Roger's back to his arse, fingers digging into the smooth skin and firm flesh of his lover, caressing and stroking, dipping lightly into the tempting cleft between the buttocks.

"Want to be inside you," words a husky arousing whisper.

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Roger whined at the feel of Adrian's fingers moving closer to his arse. Desire flared up hotter and brighter within him.

Pleaseohpleaseohplease!

"Yes," he panted, kissing, nipping, licking at Adrian's lips. "You feel so good."

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Adrian captured Roger's lips and kissed him, swallowing the lovely sounds his lover made.

One of his hands slid around and between them, shortly fondling Roger's hard cock, before his fingers trailed further back over smooth skin. So hard for him, and only him. He moaned as the back of his hand slid over his own cock, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Gently, his fingers traced over the puckered muscle, massaging and pressing lightly against it. He needed

Roger

"Lube..." and panted slightly against Roger's moist lips, so hungry for more, unable to focus on anything but that hunger, that strong want inside him.

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Raising his torso to give Adrian the room to grasp his cock, Roger rested his weight on his hands and rocked into Adrian's hand.

Good. Good. So good. Want it, need it. So close.

"Huh?" he blinked at Adrian. Did Adrian want him to find some lube? "Oh." He leaned over to scrabble at his bedside table, completely forgetting his wand, and the lubrication charm.

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Adrian blinked as well, as Roger started moving about ... instead of just calling his wand.

Then he couldn't help the breathless chuckle. His other hand reached up to cup Roger's face, turning towards him again.

"Your wand, love..." Evil as he was, he chose that exact time to cup Roger's balls and give them a gentle squeeze.

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Oh. Right. Roger thought, shifting his weight to settle back on Adrian and call for his wand, when his balls were suddenly gripped in a vice. He inhaled breath to shout out his orgasm but ... it didn't come. Adrian trapped it in his hand. Roger went rigid, spine arched, head thrown back. Then finally he moaned.

Shuddering, he slowly relaxed and looked down at Adrian.

"Accio," he whispered and his wand flew to his hand. He held it out to Adrian.

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Enthralled, Adrian watched Roger lost in pleasure, so close to coming he could feel his lover's ball tighten and draw up within his hold.

So beautiful...

Before he took the wand, still not releasing his hold on the taut sac in his hand, Adrian pulled Roger down into a deep kiss.

"Lubricatum," he whispered, not looking away from Roger's eyes, then he dropped the wand and released his hold on Roger's balls.

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Roger fell into Adrian's embrace, absorbing his kiss. Then he absorbed his spell.

He kissed Adrian hungrily, too overwhelmed by what had just happened to think about it. His body ... and its desire took over his motions. His hand reached and found Adrian's, and guided it toward his entrance.

Small animal noises escaped his throat.

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Once more his fingers traced over Roger's entrance, more firmly this time. Roaming Roger's mouth with his tongue, Adrian increased the pressure of one finger and moaned as it slipped inside. Tight heat gripped the digit, as he carefully pushed it further inside, then started moving it in steady and slow strokes.

His other hand curled around Roger's neck, holding him in the kiss, so he could taste those delicious sounds, feel them against his lips and tongue.