The Professor, Part 22
Title: The Professor, Part 22
Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Character(s): Neville, Theo, Charlie
Rating: R (/NC-17)
Challenge(s): "DECISIVE" for mixandmatch100, and "Harry Potter" for
neville100.
Word count: 100x5
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of the Professor series.
Neville woke up in the middle of the night, pressed between two bodies, in an unfamiliar bed. They'd been at it pretty hot and heavy for a while there, until they'd crashed. Did he have it in him to wake Theo and got again for round two?
His hand casually crazed Theo's arm and strangely enough, Charlie stirred behind him. Charlie's arm wrapped itself about Neville's body and pulled him close. Though Neville was certain Charlie was still sleeping, he mumbled softly into Neville's hair.
"Hey…" Theo whispered in the dark, and Neville could make out his eyes in the light coming into the room.
"Hey back," Neville said with a smile; he was unsure if Theo saw his smile though.
"We really tired you out, huh?" Theo asked softly. Had they? Had he been the first one to fall asleep?
"Did you guys-"
"No, not really. You're the link…"
"I'm nothing."
"You are. He wants you m-I mean, I'm here because of you. You know?"
Neville hated how indecisive and insecure Theo sounded. "Stop it. It doesn't suit you." Draco's insecurity of being with someone like Harry Potter was now radiating through Theo. Theo was always going off about how Gryffindors made him nervous; in this moment, he was in bed with two of them.
Theo chuckled. "What?" he whispered, still able to sound amused.
"You boys done talking?" Charlie's lips moved against Neville's hair; Neville instinctively closed his eyes pressing against Charlie's body.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." Theo's tone was so polite, it completely surprised Neville. Shite, he's really nervous. Does he actually think I'm gonna leave him? For Charlie? Or some utter rubbish like that?
"You didn't."
"Sorry, Charlie. But, can you give us a second. I know it's your flat and all-"
"Sure." Charlie's tone was casual. "I've gotta use the toilet anyway; I'll bring back some water from the kitchen for you lads."
"Thanks," Neville said; Charlie kissed the back of his neck before leaving.
Neville didn't take long to pull Theo into his arms to kiss him. "You're totally stupid, do you know that?" Before Theo could reply, Neville kissed him again. They kept kissing until Charlie returned to the room, placing the water he'd promised on the table next to the bed.
"Starting without me?" Charlie sounded put off but he chuckled as he slid back in the bed, behind Theo. He pulled Theo towards him, Theo's lips and their kisses trailed away from Neville.
Neville whined for a second but he was once again lost as he watched Charlie take over. As Theo turned, Charlie settled in-between Theo's legs; he leaned down to kiss Theo's collarbone. "I'm glad you're here." Charlie looked directly into Theo's eyes. "It's better with you here."
"How…" Theo's voice trembled. "How d'you want me?"
Charlie looked at Neville who immediately got close to them; he raked his fingers through Theo's hair. "I want you in my mouth…" he whispered, "I want Charlie inside you."
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/579331.html. Thanks for reading
Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Character(s): Neville, Theo, Charlie
Rating: R (/NC-17)
Challenge(s): "DECISIVE" for mixandmatch100, and "Harry Potter" for
neville100.
Word count: 100x5
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of the Professor series.
Neville woke up in the middle of the night, pressed between two bodies, in an unfamiliar bed. They'd been at it pretty hot and heavy for a while there, until they'd crashed. Did he have it in him to wake Theo and got again for round two?
His hand casually crazed Theo's arm and strangely enough, Charlie stirred behind him. Charlie's arm wrapped itself about Neville's body and pulled him close. Though Neville was certain Charlie was still sleeping, he mumbled softly into Neville's hair.
"Hey…" Theo whispered in the dark, and Neville could make out his eyes in the light coming into the room.
"Hey back," Neville said with a smile; he was unsure if Theo saw his smile though.
"We really tired you out, huh?" Theo asked softly. Had they? Had he been the first one to fall asleep?
"Did you guys-"
"No, not really. You're the link…"
"I'm nothing."
"You are. He wants you m-I mean, I'm here because of you. You know?"
Neville hated how indecisive and insecure Theo sounded. "Stop it. It doesn't suit you." Draco's insecurity of being with someone like Harry Potter was now radiating through Theo. Theo was always going off about how Gryffindors made him nervous; in this moment, he was in bed with two of them.
Theo chuckled. "What?" he whispered, still able to sound amused.
"You boys done talking?" Charlie's lips moved against Neville's hair; Neville instinctively closed his eyes pressing against Charlie's body.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." Theo's tone was so polite, it completely surprised Neville. Shite, he's really nervous. Does he actually think I'm gonna leave him? For Charlie? Or some utter rubbish like that?
"You didn't."
"Sorry, Charlie. But, can you give us a second. I know it's your flat and all-"
"Sure." Charlie's tone was casual. "I've gotta use the toilet anyway; I'll bring back some water from the kitchen for you lads."
"Thanks," Neville said; Charlie kissed the back of his neck before leaving.
Neville didn't take long to pull Theo into his arms to kiss him. "You're totally stupid, do you know that?" Before Theo could reply, Neville kissed him again. They kept kissing until Charlie returned to the room, placing the water he'd promised on the table next to the bed.
"Starting without me?" Charlie sounded put off but he chuckled as he slid back in the bed, behind Theo. He pulled Theo towards him, Theo's lips and their kisses trailed away from Neville.
Neville whined for a second but he was once again lost as he watched Charlie take over. As Theo turned, Charlie settled in-between Theo's legs; he leaned down to kiss Theo's collarbone. "I'm glad you're here." Charlie looked directly into Theo's eyes. "It's better with you here."
"How…" Theo's voice trembled. "How d'you want me?"
Charlie looked at Neville who immediately got close to them; he raked his fingers through Theo's hair. "I want you in my mouth…" he whispered, "I want Charlie inside you."
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/579331.html. Thanks for reading