RP: DATING BY THE BOOK

[shh_dennis]

Date: 7 December 2005
Characters: Michael Corner, Dennis Creevey
Location: Hammerside
Status: Private
Summary: Michael and Dennis indulge their mutual love of mystery novels, and other things (possibly)
Completion: Incomplete

Colin had been surprised when Dennis declined the invitation to a family dinner, especially as Dennis refused to give specifics

Comments

[shh_michael]

Michael had not had a very good week, and if he was going to be honest with himself it had to do with his abortive picnic with Marietta. But, coming home to Dennis' note had put a smile on his face, and he found himself looking forward to Friday as the reward for a week of introspection and self-doubt.

Dennis was certainly a sight for sore eyes, looking freshly scrubbed and eager. He pulled him into an an embrace, kissing him soundly. "That's what I want," he said. "Been looking forward to it all week."

[shh_dennis]

Winding himself around Michael and even more conscious of the plug under his freshly laundered g-string, he murmurred, "I aim to please, good to know I succeed now and then."

Grabbing Michael's hand, he led it to his back, letting Michael follow the hint till fingers were strumming against the plug.

"Have to give you something to look forward to when we get home."

[shh_michael]

Michael allowed his hand to be pushed into Dennis' trousers, and if his cock wasn't stirring at the feel of the g-string, it certainly reacted to what was underneath it. "Bloody hell," he hissed, letting his fingers explore the ...well, it had to be a plug, right?

"If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to make sure we never leave the house, lad."

[shh_dennis]

Stealing another kiss before removing himself from Michael's reach, Dennis headed for the bedroom, grabbing a book off a shelf.

Pressing the book,The Seven Percent Solution into Michael's hand, he smiled.

"I don't know. Thought we were going to indulge in your love of books. Have you read this one? It's kind of a what if. As in what if Sherlock Holmes and Sigmund Freud teamed up to solve a mystery."

Making sure Schotzie had plenty of water, he continued. "I didn't know what bookstore you wanted to hit; Hermione's, or the one in Exeter, or..."

"If you want to go a bit farther afield and can apparate us to London or close enough to catch the Tube, there's a store on Charring Cross Road. Called Murder One. All murder mysteries and crime books."

Bending to his knees and swiping Michael's groin with the barest trace of lips and tongue, he added, "Anything and everything you want to do, your choice."

[shh_michael]

Michael wondered how Dennis was managing to walk normally, and decided he'd do best not to think about it. As it was, the idea of fucking him against the wall was tempting. He came back with a book, one he'd not read before, and )typical Ravenclaw) he had to read the jacket. "Sounds interesting," he noted.

As much as Dennis seemed to have a need to please, Michael was learning to discern by his tone of voice when he really wanted something. And If he was right in this case, Dennis wanted to share something cool he'd found. He was about to answer when Dennis went to his knees and licked Michael through his trousers. It took a great deal of effort for Michael to keep his self-control, let alone speak in a calm tone.

"London, I think," he said, stroking Dennis under the chin and taking his hand to raise him to his feet. He cupped Dennis through his trousers. "If I'm going to walk around with a hard-on, you are too." Kissing him, he wrapped his arms around him and Apparated him to his favorite Apparition point in London.

[shh_michael]

Michael closed his eyes and groaned as Dennis opened himself to him. Pushing him up onto his knees, he rubbed his cheek against his inner thigh, , then made one long swipe across his opening.

He reached up with a free hand and started caressing him through the silk, rolling his balls between his fingers.

A few more licks and Dennis was nearly whimpering, and Michael pointed his tongue, sliding it in and out of the tight ring of muscle. Damn, he wasn't going to last much longer, his cock was absolutely aching at this point, and Dennis seemed more than ready.

Raising his head, he moved in place behind Dennis, pulling down his cock and moving it into position at his entrance. "Want you to suck on that dildo while I'm fucking you, lad. Want you to pretend it's me on both ends, ye ken?"

[shh_dennis]

Dennis grabbed for the dildo, fumbling to grasp it.

"How good an imagination do you have, sir? Can you watch this and feel tongue on you, feel lips around you?" And, with that, he licked the head of the toy, his neck craned but his eyes never leaving Michael.

"Doesn't taste as good as you. Maybe, you'll let me rub your come on it one night and then taste it."

Swallowing it with a bit more ease than he could Michael, he whimpered around the toy as Michael drove into him in one thrust. Raising his arse back and trying to lift it to signal get more of Michael; signal him that he could take it, he sucked even more frantically on the object in his mouth.

[shh_michael]

"Aye, yes, lad, I've a good imagination. I could feel your mouth on me earlier, long before you ever touched me," Michael said, his jaw tightening as he attempted to prolong the anticipation. Of course. Dennis would go on talking, saying the most outrageous and provocative things

[shh_dennis]

He loved it when Michael was rough, even more so than when Michael let him ride him nice and slow the mornings after. Squirming and bucking and meeting Michael on every thrust, he was almost certain he could come just from the feel of Michael's balls slapping against him alone.

FUCK

Whimpering and moaning as he tried to beg Michael for more, more of everything; he momentarily released the object.

"Yes sir!, Love it, love how you take me. Love your cock, your mouth, your hands." Scrambling he reached around till he felt Michael's fingers, pulling him forward and kissing them before freeing the digits and trying to place them on his arse again.

Grasping the toy again, he swallowed it again, groaning around it, in heaven from how just how good and well Michael was shagging him.