Dating and Dragons, V
Title: Dating and Dragons, V
Author: digthewriter
Pairing: Neville/Charlie
Word Count: 1140
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: LAST DAY for hp_may_madness inspired by prompt: With you until the end of the line
A/N: Unbetaed. Read from PART ONE here.
Charlie held the headboard firmly as Neville fucked himself on Charlie's cock. His movements were steady, calculated, and considerate. It was the longest they'd ever lasted, especially given how long it had really been since the last time they'd been together.
The breeze from the window in their room at the Hog's Head Inn was cool for a night in June, and it only added onto the mood of how Charlie felt. He felt free. He loved being with Neville, and to know that Neville continued to miss him, to show him how much he cared for him, was incredible.
Neville's head was thrown back, a single drop of sweat trickling down his neck, and Charlie longed to lick it. Still, he didn't move and watched as Neville did his thing; it was his only request. Since it'd been almost two months since the last time they'd actually seen each other; touched each other, Neville had begged Charlie to let him take his time.
Charlie wasn't the best at vocalizing his feelings; it was why it had taken him as long as it had for them to get together in the first place, but hearing Neville tell him of his own feelings -- made him willing to do anything for Neville.
His cock throbbed as Neville's tight hole enveloped him. Neville rose and fell with so much ease and it made Charlie jealous of the toy Neville had said he'd been using whenever he'd missed Charlie. He didn't want to be jealous of a bloody dildo, but he was. His work had kept him occupied, especially since two of his favourite co-workers had quit, and one had been promoted. They were short on staff at the sanctuary, and Charlie had to put in sixteen hour days for weeks on end.
Neville had been busy during the school year, too. He'd not only been promoted as the Chairperson of the Herbology and Botany department for the European Educational System, but he was also personally mentoring five students. There were very few hours in the day that allowed them to be able to Floo call each other, and school holidays, such as Christmas and Easter were spent with family, leaving very little room for alone time.
Still, Neville never complained about not seeing Charlie. Charlie had thought that Neville might say that they should no longer be exclusive, but he'd not done so. Charlie was worried about the strain of everyday life and additional work would put on their relationship, but Neville never deterred from telling Charlie how much he cared about him, and how happy he was to see him. As little as it had been.
He loved watching Neville like this. It was obvious that Neville had been tense with his responsibilities, so allowing him to do this, to use Charlie in a way was almost liberating. Knowing that there'd been so much pent up frustration, and to know that Charlie was the one helping Neville release it was by far the most extraordinary thing he'd experienced.
"Shit, Neville. I'm going to come," Charlie said, as Neville continued to bounce on him deliberately. He was worried that it was too soon, that Neville wasn't ready for him to come yet, but he couldn't help himself. Merlin, he never wanted to look away from Neville when he looked so contended.
"Yes, Charlie!" Neville gasped, finally opening his eyes and turning his head to look down at Charlie. "Fuck. Yeah. Fill me!"
Charlie obeyed. His cock still throbbed as Neville clenched his hole and Charlie spilled himself inside him. He grabbed Neville's hips and held him down, still pumping into him for as long as he could.
When Neville pulled up slightly, and Charlie's limp cock was freed, Charlie grabbed the back of Neville's thighs and urged him to walk up to him. Neville seemed to understand what Charlie wanted and a moment later, Charlie had his lips wrapped around Neville's cock and he sucked him dry.
Neville came with a cry and Charlie wondered if they'd been loud enough for the people in the neighbouring rooms to hear. He didn't care though. He wanted to please Neville in any way possible.
"Gods, that was fucking..." Neville panted, laying down next to Charlie on the bed with his arms and legs wrapped around Charlie's body.
"You were amazing," Charlie said, smiling and closed his eyes. Just a few more days of school and then Neville was free for the summer.
Neville laughed. "I would take credit for being a natural, but you know that I've been practicing," he said, nuzzling into Charlie's neck. "Still, the real thing is far better. You've no idea how much I missed you."
"Come stay with me for the summer," Charlie said, and opened his eyes immediately. It was something he'd been thinking about and now had unknowingly blurted it out.
"What?" Neville said, propping himself up on this elbow to look down at Charlie. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah. I mean...we've barely seen each other since Christmas and I still have to work extra hours every day, and you said you've got a lot of travel in the summer for your educational conferences, so...I thought...maybe if we lived together, it'd be bit easier to maintain our schedules..."
"Charlie...are you asking me to stay with you for the summer or--"
"Live with me," Charlie said, without hesitation. "Shift your things in my flat. We can turn the guestroom into your office. I want you to come home to me during the holidays. I don't want to schedule our lives around other people anymore, Neville. I want us."
"What about our families?" Neville asked; he was grinning so Charlie figured that it wasn't automatically a no. He sighed with relief before answering.
"They can come and visit us for a chance," Charlie said, shrugging. "If you want, I can talk to Augusta--"
"No, that's fine," Neville said. "Nan was giving me a hard time about not seeing you enough. She was sure you were going to leave me if I didn't change my ways." He rolled his eyes and relaxed back into Charlie's embrace. "You'd think she would be happy for my professional development, instead is more worried about marrying me off. Only grandson and all."
Charlie chuckled at Neville's words when he felt Neville stiffen next to him.
"Not that we're getting married, or I mean I don't expect that, uh...shit."
Charlie turned to face Neville and pulled him closer. "Stop freaking out," he said, lips against Neville's. "I know what you mean."
Neville relaxed again and closed his eyes. Charlie smiled to himself at the idea of it. They were still in the early ages of their relationship, but he wasn't completely against the idea of spending the rest of his life with Neville.
Author: digthewriter
Pairing: Neville/Charlie
Word Count: 1140
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: LAST DAY for hp_may_madness inspired by prompt: With you until the end of the line
A/N: Unbetaed. Read from PART ONE here.
Charlie held the headboard firmly as Neville fucked himself on Charlie's cock. His movements were steady, calculated, and considerate. It was the longest they'd ever lasted, especially given how long it had really been since the last time they'd been together.
The breeze from the window in their room at the Hog's Head Inn was cool for a night in June, and it only added onto the mood of how Charlie felt. He felt free. He loved being with Neville, and to know that Neville continued to miss him, to show him how much he cared for him, was incredible.
Neville's head was thrown back, a single drop of sweat trickling down his neck, and Charlie longed to lick it. Still, he didn't move and watched as Neville did his thing; it was his only request. Since it'd been almost two months since the last time they'd actually seen each other; touched each other, Neville had begged Charlie to let him take his time.
Charlie wasn't the best at vocalizing his feelings; it was why it had taken him as long as it had for them to get together in the first place, but hearing Neville tell him of his own feelings -- made him willing to do anything for Neville.
His cock throbbed as Neville's tight hole enveloped him. Neville rose and fell with so much ease and it made Charlie jealous of the toy Neville had said he'd been using whenever he'd missed Charlie. He didn't want to be jealous of a bloody dildo, but he was. His work had kept him occupied, especially since two of his favourite co-workers had quit, and one had been promoted. They were short on staff at the sanctuary, and Charlie had to put in sixteen hour days for weeks on end.
Neville had been busy during the school year, too. He'd not only been promoted as the Chairperson of the Herbology and Botany department for the European Educational System, but he was also personally mentoring five students. There were very few hours in the day that allowed them to be able to Floo call each other, and school holidays, such as Christmas and Easter were spent with family, leaving very little room for alone time.
Still, Neville never complained about not seeing Charlie. Charlie had thought that Neville might say that they should no longer be exclusive, but he'd not done so. Charlie was worried about the strain of everyday life and additional work would put on their relationship, but Neville never deterred from telling Charlie how much he cared about him, and how happy he was to see him. As little as it had been.
He loved watching Neville like this. It was obvious that Neville had been tense with his responsibilities, so allowing him to do this, to use Charlie in a way was almost liberating. Knowing that there'd been so much pent up frustration, and to know that Charlie was the one helping Neville release it was by far the most extraordinary thing he'd experienced.
"Shit, Neville. I'm going to come," Charlie said, as Neville continued to bounce on him deliberately. He was worried that it was too soon, that Neville wasn't ready for him to come yet, but he couldn't help himself. Merlin, he never wanted to look away from Neville when he looked so contended.
"Yes, Charlie!" Neville gasped, finally opening his eyes and turning his head to look down at Charlie. "Fuck. Yeah. Fill me!"
Charlie obeyed. His cock still throbbed as Neville clenched his hole and Charlie spilled himself inside him. He grabbed Neville's hips and held him down, still pumping into him for as long as he could.
When Neville pulled up slightly, and Charlie's limp cock was freed, Charlie grabbed the back of Neville's thighs and urged him to walk up to him. Neville seemed to understand what Charlie wanted and a moment later, Charlie had his lips wrapped around Neville's cock and he sucked him dry.
Neville came with a cry and Charlie wondered if they'd been loud enough for the people in the neighbouring rooms to hear. He didn't care though. He wanted to please Neville in any way possible.
"Gods, that was fucking..." Neville panted, laying down next to Charlie on the bed with his arms and legs wrapped around Charlie's body.
"You were amazing," Charlie said, smiling and closed his eyes. Just a few more days of school and then Neville was free for the summer.
Neville laughed. "I would take credit for being a natural, but you know that I've been practicing," he said, nuzzling into Charlie's neck. "Still, the real thing is far better. You've no idea how much I missed you."
"Come stay with me for the summer," Charlie said, and opened his eyes immediately. It was something he'd been thinking about and now had unknowingly blurted it out.
"What?" Neville said, propping himself up on this elbow to look down at Charlie. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah. I mean...we've barely seen each other since Christmas and I still have to work extra hours every day, and you said you've got a lot of travel in the summer for your educational conferences, so...I thought...maybe if we lived together, it'd be bit easier to maintain our schedules..."
"Charlie...are you asking me to stay with you for the summer or--"
"Live with me," Charlie said, without hesitation. "Shift your things in my flat. We can turn the guestroom into your office. I want you to come home to me during the holidays. I don't want to schedule our lives around other people anymore, Neville. I want us."
"What about our families?" Neville asked; he was grinning so Charlie figured that it wasn't automatically a no. He sighed with relief before answering.
"They can come and visit us for a chance," Charlie said, shrugging. "If you want, I can talk to Augusta--"
"No, that's fine," Neville said. "Nan was giving me a hard time about not seeing you enough. She was sure you were going to leave me if I didn't change my ways." He rolled his eyes and relaxed back into Charlie's embrace. "You'd think she would be happy for my professional development, instead is more worried about marrying me off. Only grandson and all."
Charlie chuckled at Neville's words when he felt Neville stiffen next to him.
"Not that we're getting married, or I mean I don't expect that, uh...shit."
Charlie turned to face Neville and pulled him closer. "Stop freaking out," he said, lips against Neville's. "I know what you mean."
Neville relaxed again and closed his eyes. Charlie smiled to himself at the idea of it. They were still in the early ages of their relationship, but he wasn't completely against the idea of spending the rest of his life with Neville.