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Post by Ashton Laurent on Dec 4, 2009 18:12:26 GMT 1
Another day had come to an end, and Ash was doing his nightly rounds once more. As he walked the corridors, his thoughts turned to who else, but Markus O'Keefe. Ever since the older boy had ghosted his lips over Ashton's the Ravenclaw had been thinking about the Gryffindor. What bothered him most though was how much Markus seemed to know about him. He knew what Ash wanted from a relationship, he knew Ash was a bottom in bed, of course Ash figured that one was pretty obvious... hell, Markus even knew that Ash wanted him!
It was true, Ash wanted Markus so bad it almost hurt. But he wasn't going to just jump in bed with the other boy. Yes, Ash wanted him but he wasn't a slut who would jump in bed with the first guy that offered. No, Ash would wait. He wanted to be sure that this was what he really wanted and that it wasn't just raging hormones.
Ash wrenched his thoughts away from Markus and returned his thoughts to the task at hand. Catching troublemakers and making sure they got what was coming to them. Yet, as much as he tried, Ash couldn't keep his focus. His thoughts kept returning to Markus. His dark eyes, the sound of his voice, the feeling of his hands and lips. His teeth grazing over Ash's collarbone. Had the older boy known that that was one of Ash's weak spots? Or was it merely coincidence? Whether it was not, it had certainly worked. Ash was now addicted to the other boy. Or... well on his way to it anyway.
Ash heard footsteps coming from up ahead. They sounded like they were coming towards him, Ash stepped forwards to confront whoever was out after curfew. Imagine his surprise when he saw who it was...
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Post by Markus O'Keefe on Dec 4, 2009 18:28:12 GMT 1
He was drunk. Which didn't happen too often. Usually he had better control over himself than this, but it was nice to let the reigns slip for a change. To not be this uptight, perfect in appearance person that people saw on a day to day basis. Sure, he fucked up a lot, but nobody but the Professors, and now Ashton, knew. He fought hard to keep up appearances, and now, thanks to a certain someone, to make his father proud. He'd gotten an E for his Potions essay, mostly because he figured he'd handed in his work which was exceeding expectations to begin with, and he'd sent word to his father, who had seemed relieved and had sent him money in return. Something Markus could definitely get used to.
So he was celebrating, of sorts. Spent his money on alcohol and decided to shut the part of his brain that decided it was not a good idea to hit on his tutor. Not because it could get him or the both of them in trouble, but because the kid seemed nice and he shouldn't break another heart just for his enjoyment. The rest was arguing, saying that it wouldn't happen the way it had with the boy who'd committed suicide. After all, Ash was a smart kid, he wouldn't fall for someone as fucked up as Markus.
And oddly enough, that was reason enough to pursue this, because part of him really wanted to be wrong. He both wanted the boy to fall for him and for him to be smarter than that. He wanted to be worth it even though he knew he wasn't.
Turning a corridor, he ran into the person he didn't want to see and sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Great. Now he'd dock points from him and give him a detention. Wonderful. "I'm in trouble.." A wry smile accompanied his words, the boy holding up his wrists as if the brunette was going to handcuff him and lead him away. |
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Post by Ashton Laurent on Dec 4, 2009 18:47:43 GMT 1
Ash smiled. "No, you're not in trouble. I'll let you off this time." instead, he took Markus' hand and led him towards the Room of Requirement. Entering the room, he saw that had been transformed into a type of sitting area. Complete with a small, rectangular table, a couch, and two overstuffed chairs, all sitting in front of a large stone fireplace. A fire crackled merrily. Lining the walls were floor-to-celing bookshelves.
Leading Markus towards the couch, he pushed the older boy down onto the soft cushions and sat next to him. Ash knew what he should do. He should try to sober Markus up. But he didn't. He didn't want to. He wanted to see what Markus was like when he was drunk. Would he be a different person than when he was sober? Alot of people were.
Instead, he just sat there with him. "So, I assume you're celebrating a passing grade on that essay?" Ash had a feeling that that's what it was. Hell, he knew that if he'd been in Markus' situation he would've done the same. So really, it only made sense that Markus would be drinking because he was happy about something.
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Post by Markus O'Keefe on Dec 4, 2009 19:01:10 GMT 1
Markus grinned like a cheshire cat as Ashton took his hand and led him to the Room of Requirement. It was one of his favorite places in the castle, and he was with his currently favorite person in the castle, though he wouldn't admit to that. It wasn't as if he cared for him, he wasn't in love or whatever, but the boy had been nice enough not to tell anyone about their study session. Which he was thankful for, and thankful Markus, combined with the alcohol, tended to get a little cuddly.
"Yessir" He saluted him, plopping down on the couch and leaning his head back, thinking very hard about alcohol until he'd heard it pop into existence. "Got an E, even, made my father proud, all in all enough reason for a party for one." The Gryffindor chuckled, glancing sideways at Ashton, who wasn't wearing his uniform. He'd figured the boy to at least patrol in official clothing but apparently he liked to dress in Muggle attire.
Something he looked hot in, but that thought was quickly repressed. He wasn't going to hit on him tonight. He needed a clear head if he were going to pursue this without making the boy fall in love with him. |
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Post by Ashton Laurent on Dec 5, 2009 21:49:37 GMT 1
Ash laughed. "That is a good reason to celebrate. Just don't get too wasted, okay?" he smiled warmly at Markus. This was actually quite nice. They weren't bogged down by studying, both were relaxed, Markus even seemed to be in a good mood.
Ash picked up one of the bottles and took sip. "Well, maybe next time you'll get an O." He sincrely hoped the Gryffindor's next grade would be an O. Not because he didn't enjoy spending time with him, but because he knew the other boy was capable of achieving such a grade. He just needed to focus on his work, and when he needed help he needed to swallow his pride and ask for it. Contrary to popular belief, even Ash had to ask the teachers to help him sometimes. Of course he always asked after class. Maybe that would work for Markus too.
Settling back into the cushions the Ravenclaw started a conversation with the Gryffindor. "So, what are you doing after you graduate? I mean do you have any plans or anything or are you just going to mooch off your dad?" he teased. He hoped the older boy didn't take his words as insult. They were certainly not meant that way.
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Post by Markus O'Keefe on Dec 7, 2009 16:52:00 GMT 1
Markus couldn't help laughing when Ashton suggested he'd get an O next time. In what world was that even possible? Yeah sure he hadn't expected to get an E either, but that was stretching him to his limits as it was. He really wasn't as smart as the other thought he was, though he had to admit it was flattering that the boy assumed he could get better grades. "You're just trying to get rid of me...are you that bored with my flirting?" He snickered a little over his bottle, taking a sip before looking at the brunette. "In that case I might have to step it up a notch, must impress my tutor after all..show him what I've learnt" The Gryffindor winked at him, his flirting a little more relaxed and teasing than it had been the previous time they met.
"So, what are you doing after you graduate? I mean do you have any plans or anything or are you just going to mooch off your dad?"
Markus arched an eyebrow, looking at Ashton when he suggested this. Was it that obvious that he was just a rich kid looking for an easy life? He'd like to think that people thought better of him, and it actually irked him a little that the other had managed to get it so right. "Won't be much mooching to do when he kicks me out for failing my NEWTs" It was said casually, though there was a frown on the boys face for a second or two. Even though he'd managed to get an E this time, he still didn't think he was going to graduate all his subjects with amazing grades, the way his father wanted him to. |
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Post by Ashton Laurent on Dec 7, 2009 17:08:34 GMT 1
Ash smirked in reply. "Who said I was interested in your flirting in the first place? You think pretty highly of yourself don't you, Mr. O'Keefe?" Of course this was all said in a light, joking manner. Didn't want the other boy to get all huffy or anything.
The raven-haired boy winced slightly at Markus' response to his next question. Apparently it was a sensitive topic for the older boy. "Sorry, I shouldnt've said that." The frown turned to a patient smile. "He's not going to kick you out for failing your NEWTS because you're not going to fail them. I'm going to make sure of that. You can hate me all you want afterwards, but you are passing those NEWTS."
Ash took another sip of... whatever it was he was drinking. It was good. That's all he knew. Or cared about. "Don't sell yourself so short Markus. Just because you have trouble in class, doesn't mean you won't pass the test. I actually know alot of people who go through that. In class they seem to have alot of trouble, but when it comes time to take the test, I guess something just clicks and they remember stuff and get high scores."
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Post by Markus O'Keefe on Dec 7, 2009 18:22:37 GMT 1
In listening to him, Markus caught up on three words in particular, and he frowned at the brunette, putting his bottle down for a moment to stress how much he meant this. "I don't hate you" He shook his head, stretching out a little until his feet were closer to the fire, his body adapting a relaxed stance.
He was enjoying this night, and it wasn't half bad that he'd managed to run himself into the Head Boy either. "I wouldn't. As much as I hate having to be tutored, at least you're helping me without making me feel like I'm stupid" Apparently drunk Markus meant that he got extremely honest.
And cuddly. He felt like pulling the smaller boy towards him, nuzzle his throat maybe, but for now he held back on that desire, choosing instead to bring the bottle back to his lips. Pouting a little, he shrugged one shoulder. "Kay, so maybe you don't like me flirting with you. I'll stop then, if that's what you want" The Gryffindor looked like he was going to sulk, and for a moment or so, he actually felt a little rejected. |
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Post by Ashton Laurent on Dec 7, 2009 18:40:21 GMT 1
Ash smiled. "Well I'm glad you see it that way. It's certainly not my intent to make you feel stupid so I'm glad that you don't feel that I do." He was quiet for a moment, then spoke again. "You might wanna rethink that 'I don't hate you' remark. You would if you knew what I was really like." Ash immediately winced, he didn't know why he said what he did, but he couldn't take it back now. He only prayed that Markus would not ask him to elaborate.
Stop flirting with him? Why on earth would Ash want Markus to stop flirting with him? Uh, because you kind of implied it you idiot? That was true. Damn. Looks like he'd have to set Markus straight. Straight. Hehe. Ash wasn't sure why that was funny at the moment... maybe the alcohol was taking effect already.
Ash smiled again, "Now I never said I wanted you to stop flirting with me." he said to the older boy."To be honest, I rather enjoy your flirting. Of course that doesn't mean that I'm going to make it easy on you."
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Post by Markus O'Keefe on Dec 7, 2009 19:07:20 GMT 1
"You might wanna rethink that 'I don't hate you' remark. You would if you knew what I was really like."
Markus would hate him if he knew what he was like? What, was he a vampire or something? Did he sparkle underneath those clothes? The brunette almost snorted at that, holding it back only because he didn't want the other to feel offended. "So what are you really like, Mr. Laurent? I'd hate you if you were secretly straight...that'd be rather frustrating" Sending him a cheeky grin, he slid his fingers over Ashtons leg, tapping his knee for a second. He was content in being here, in spending time with someone who didn't require him to be perfect.
"But only because you're ridiculously attractive and I'd hate for all my efforts to be in vain.." The boy continued, setting his bottle down and stretching again, shirt riding up a little. "Why do you like me flirting with you? Does it stroke your ego or does it actually make you want me? Cause hey, I'm a very selfish and shallow creature, I want to be wanted." He was a lot more sincere than he appeared with that smile on his face. |
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Post by Ashton Laurent on Dec 7, 2009 19:18:30 GMT 1
Ash just shrugged. "Never mind. Forget I said anything." Please, please don't push the subject he begged silently. He really didn't know what he would say if the older boy pressed him for answers. His personal life wasn't something he liked to talk about. Especially with someone he'd just met.
The raven-haired boy laughed. Him? Straight? That was about as absurd as a Malfoy singing and dancing through the corridors! "Trust me, I'm definitely gay."
An involuntary shiver ran through the Ravenclaw as Markus' hand slid over his leg. Even if just for a moment. The feeling it gave the smaller boy, no matter how fleeting, was one he couldn't quite name.. but knew he liked. It was like... butterflies in his stomach. A warm tingly feeling. Ugh. Ash had to stop reading so many romance stories. He was turning into a sap. Of course he had always been a romantic.
Why did Ash like Markus flirting with him? It wasn't the ego thing... and Ash already knew he wanted Markus. So what was it? "Hmm... I'm not sure really. I don't like having an ego... and I'm not going to lie, I already know I want you. Doesn't mean I'm going to throw myself at your feet though. So I honestly can't really say why I like the flirting."
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Post by Markus O'Keefe on Dec 7, 2009 19:30:10 GMT 1
He wanted him. Well, good. Markus, for the moment, decided that that was enough. He wasn't going to play with him, make the brunette fall for him, because what good would it do to lose someone he might potentially call a friend in the future?
Fuck his tutor and then dump him still wasn't the brightest idea in the world, but they'd both know it was nothing more than that. Whereas if Markus really turned on the charm, he'd make the boy fall for him, with his luck at least. God, it was so confusing. Be mean, be what the world expected him to be, or simply be himself?
"I want you too, but if you'd rather I flirt with you for another while, then I can do that...I'm sure you'll make it worth my while" He smiled, a warm little feature that hardly ever grazed his features. This was nice. It was out in the open, the fact that they were attracted to each other, and he didn't have to pretend any longer.
The brunette ran fingers through his hair, yawning. He wasn't tired, he was just doing that age old trick that ended with your arm around the others shoulders. That was exactly how they ended up, his arm loosely around Ashtons small frame. |
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Post by Ashton Laurent on Dec 7, 2009 19:44:38 GMT 1
Ash laughed. "You can continue to flirt with me, or you can take me right here. Either one is good for me." It wasn't often that he spoke so bluntly. Preferring instead to sugar-coat his words. It felt good.
Of course that wasn't to say that Ash would always be so blunt. He just felt that the curren situation had called for it. That's all. Most likely he would be back to being all vague and whatnot in the next few minutes. If not sooner.
Ash hid a small smile as he felt Markus' arm around him. The smaller boy instictively shifted closer, pressing slightly into Markus' side. This was rather nice. They had both admitted that they were attracted to eachother, and while they weren't ripping eachother clothes off just yet, they were certainly acting on it.
Ash sighed as he took another drink. His head automatically seemed to graviate towards Markus' chest. Ash smiled again, enjoying the warmth of Markus' body against his own. Now if only Markus would just kiss him.
The fleeting hint in the library had not been enough. Ever since that evening Ash had been dying to know what it would feel like to have Markus kiss him. Actually kiss him. The older boys lips pressed against his own, the hands roaming over his body. The teeth on his neck and collarbone. Merlin Ash could almost feel it now.
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Post by Markus O'Keefe on Dec 7, 2009 20:03:00 GMT 1
"So romantic" He chuckled, letting his fingers sink into the boys hair as he closed his eyes for a moment, visualizing a bed in the room. He wasn't going to do it, throw the Ravenclaw on the bed and fuck him here, but he'd like a bed to sleep in since it was after curfew. If the brunette chose to stay with him, that'd be alright. "I'm not going to fuck you Ashton" Markus opened his eyes again, looking at the boy in front of him, knowing that those words sounded maybe too cruel and blunt.
The side of his lip curled up into a half smile, his fingers dipping lower to tease at his collarbone again, trailing the skin there softly. "Not just yet, at least. Call me a tease, but I want it to be perfect" He'd technically won the bet he'd made with himself, by having the other admit that he wanted to get laid by him. That other bet, about making him fall in love, that was currently off the table. Then why wasn't he fucking him?
Simple..because right now it felt too good to be here like this. To touch him, hold him, and not feel like all he was good for was a simple fuck. |
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Post by Ashton Laurent on Dec 8, 2009 14:28:51 GMT 1
Ash's lips settled into a small pout. Not an overly-exagerated, bottom lip stuck all the way out, childish pout; but rather a small frown, a look of indignance in his eyes, and a slight huff. "Meanie!" he said to Markus, sticking his tongue out at the older boy and laughing.
Ash glared at the Gryffindor. "Ugh, you are a tease." he grumbled, "Flirting and putting on the charm, then when I finally admit to what I want, you deny it! You are a cruel, cruel man Markus O'Keefe."
The glare softened into a smile. "But I guess I can understand why you want to wait. Actually it probably would be best to wait before we jump in bed and start ripping eachother's clothes off to do the horizontal tango." Horizontal tango. Ash giggled at the words. Yes, giggled. Hey, the boy was gay wasn't he?
The Ravenclaw snuggled closer to Markus, literally having to stop himself from purring when Markus' fingers ran through his hair. He could not stop however, the shiver that ran through him as those same fingers trailed over his collarbone. Not that he'd want to of course. He liked the feeling Markus gave him. Now if he could just get that kiss....
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