[ After everything that's happened in his life, that's made him into the person he is now, Koushuu still has some difficulties showing any weaknesses. Even with the person that he's now dating. But he lightens up, every now and then, because of Eijun's influence. Seto has made sure to point it out, ever the traitor, amused and invested in his apparent love life.
... it's not so bad, he guesses. Especially when something like this can happen, and he doesn't have to walk around mortified because of what the rumor mill has decided to think about him and Eijun. (Even if Eijun is still embarrassing sometimes. Often. A lot of the time.) ]
Are n - ah. [ His fingers curl in Eijun's hair and against the arm of the giant chair they're in, because he definitely didn't realize he had this particular weak spot but he's one part regretting any reaction he had to Eijun's initial kiss, and mostly enjoying it. Even if he'd never, ever admit that aloud. ]
[ oh, whoa, he stopped talking. hey, this is really working! okumura can probably feel eijun smile against his neck as he realizes this particular fact, because He Has Won. there's no turning back from this now, and that means no more homework.
(it also means other stuff they haven't really gotten into yet, but hey.)
the curl of his hand in his hair feels really nice, and eijun responds to it easily, tilting his head to move up an inch or so to do the exact same thing. if he has his way, he'll leave a line of hickeys, and he pulls away after number two just a little to flick his gaze up to his face.
and...whoa. are his cheeks pink? it's pretty cute. it really, really makes him want to kiss him, but eijun can't do that that well from this angle, so he wiggles to sit back a little further and leans over to catch him in an actual kiss. the glee of his newly figured out victory has yet to fade from his actions, either. ]
[ What is with Sawamura and wiggling around when he's sitting on him? It's like all the energy in his body can't be contained, so he always has to move. Right now, at least, it's actually okay. It even distracts from the fact he can feel warmth in his face and neck where he's a little flustered, because, well, he's being marked up, apparently. And he likes it? Fine. But he does open his eyes when he feels Eijun leaning over now.
At first, he doesn't resist kissing him like a normal person. Eijun's lips are soft if a little chapped, and that's a lot like his own. But for as nice as the kiss is, something comes to mind and he brings his other hand up to join the one in his hair, fingers curling snugly in the darker strands.
Eijun calls him wolf boy.
Okumura Koushuu makes good on that, now, with a drag of teeth on his lower lip when he pulls back just enough to do it. It's not rough enough to actually hurt, but if Eijun is going to be so smug about his new discovery, then... well, he's going to respond in kind to it. And the first thing that comes to mind is teeth for teeth. ]
[ wolf boy has always been a very apt name. koushuu practically growls at eijun when he's annoyed, after all, and he's just as standoffish. no one else has adopted it, but for someone that's always in the habit of coming up with animal themed nicknames, this may be his best one ever.
especially with that drag of teeth, whoa. it feels really, really good for something that should hurt a little, and eijun's eyes flutter as he tugs, sucking in a little breath at it.
yeah, definitely a wolf. but it's in a good way, too, and he ends up pushing back into the kiss with even more fervor, cupping his cheeks with his calloused hands as koushuu's fingers wind into his dark hair.
the angle makes it hard to kiss him as much as he wants, though. so eijun finally puts all that wiggling to good use: he sits up a little, until he can shift his weight and get one knee down near koushuu's hip. from there, all he has to do is shift his weight again, and he unfolds himself with all of his flexibility to comfortably straddle his lap. there's room to spare in the chair for it, too.
much better. he picks up the kiss right where he left off--all okumura gets is a flash of bright gold eyes and a grin before he scoops his face back up and kisses him with no mercy. ]
[ Biting is apparently a go for both of them. Not that Koushuu will complain any, all things considered. He already has two hickeys up the side of his neck, so he obviously has to get Eijun back. But with their current angle, there's only so much they can do.
At least Eijun realizes that, too. He blinks his eyes open - far less blank than they normally are, a spark there even with them having gone a little dark - and watches him move around, brow furrowing for a second. For some reason the realization doesn't hit him right away, so. ]
What - [ But he stops asking stupid questions when Eijun gets settled again, blue eyes meeting gold in that moment where he gets settled. There's no one in the common room, for once, which is shocking to him given how homey Hufflepuffs can be. Any thoughts about that go out the window, between Eijun kissing him and how he's straddled in his lap. He brings his hands back up to his hair again, because he's not oblivious, either, and he caught how he reacted to that. There isn't an ounce of hesitation in him when he kisses him back, eyes closing and a noise caught in the back of his throat. ]
[ yep, definitely a go. among other things, apparently, as the intensity of this makeout session kicks up another notch. if eijun was a responsible senpai, he might try to nudge them upstairs or something, at least where they could find some semblance of privacy (and a bed.) but, eijun's not responsible.
he hasn't even noticed the fact that someone could walk in on them.
he's too busy caught up in kissing koushuu, licking into his mouth to try and swallow that noise himself. what eijun's kisses lack in finesse, they make up for in eagerness and ability to learn, just like the rest of him. especially considering when koushuu gets his hand in his hair again, nice and tight, he reacts outside of his consciousness.
in fact, his hips twitch forward against okumura's, and he ends up leaning over him a little to rest his forearm against the back of the chair and put his weight on it, to give him a little leverage. ]
[ Unlike Eijun, Koushuu tends to have some amount of common sense. He's responsible, most of the time, so he should know better. In fact, he does know better. But he also can't say that he cares right now, so the thought gets forgotten in favor of focusing on this, instead. If Seto or Akamatsu show up, or god forbid one of the prefects or heads (if the older Kominato shows up, they'll lose their heads), he'll gladly walk himself into the lake.
... for now, though.
Brow furrowing again, he throws himself easily into the kiss, sliding his tongue along Eijun's. Where Eijun is eager, he's determined and tends to bring a certain intensity to most things he does. Kissing, apparently, is one of those things. Especially when he feels Eijun's hips move, and he hitches his own up, shifting where he's seated so he can dig his heels down into the floor to let him move a little easier. Much like Eijun's leverage above him. ]
[ the kiss feels awesome, all warm and wet and perfect, and eijun makes a few muffled noises into it, unable to help himself. he's loud in every venue, and the bedroom (common room, in this case) is really no exception. it means that the messy, open mouthed kiss is hot and heavy, and migh just leave him a little breathless when it's over.
which, it does when he finally pulls away. it's only a little, a centimeter or two apart when he feels okumura's hips roll up against his, too. that's really, really nice, and eijun croons a little, just quietly, letting his eyes fall back shut as he rolls down a little harder. sure, he's never done this before, but his body understands how to seek out friction just fine, and if he wasn't getting hard in his pants before he sure as hell is now.
...but, eijun hasn't forgotten his original mission, so he checks his theory again, leaning forward when he moves his hips to kiss down the other side of koushuu's neck, letting him guide his head wherever he wants it with the fingers in his hair. ]
[ That Eijun is already pretty noisy doesn't surprise him at all, considering how loud he generally is. But there's a part of him that wants to encourage him to be louder, for once, and he starts thinking about the ways that he could do that. This might be the first time that either of them has done anything like this, but that's not going to stop him. They're teenage boys. They can figure it out.
Eyes staying closed for a moment longer, especially as Eijun rolls down again and he hisses out a soft breath against his mouth, Koushuu considers moving his hands from his hair, despite the great purchase it affords him. But then he's got Eijun ducking into his neck again, and he tilts his head and leaves one hand in his thick hair for guidance, directing that trail of kisses down to the base of his neck, just before skin disappears under the collar of his shirt.
He's going to get payback. But right now, he's fine with being the one marked up. At least there's the friction of their hips, as he shifts his up to meet Eijun's with every motion. ]
[ the guidance is really useful. though eijun is not always easy to lead (see: on the quidditch pitch), right now he's practically a dog on a leash, following instructions easily. he lets koushuu tell him where to move and it's when the edge of his mouth brushes his collar that he scrapes his teeth again and sucks on the skin to leave another red and purple hickey to match the other two on the other side.
when eijun gets through with him, it's gonna look like he was pretty ravaged, but, hey. now that he found something that works, he's definitely not about to give it up! plus, from this angle where he's settled, he can feel every brush of friction from okumura's hips, which is awesome.
eijun huffs a breath from his nose, the only sign that this is dumb teenage dry humping any form of physical activity, and only pulls himself away when he's made a dark mark, lifting his hand to trace it with his thumb absently on a long roll of his hips.
[ Even as someone on an opposing team, Koushuu knows how much of a pain Eijun can be sometimes when it comes to being led. They practice together sometimes, and it's a trial to help him with classwork and assignments even now that he can bribe him and give him incentives. (And bully him.) But right now, this is a new kind of situation, and he's going to enjoy the hell out of it.
When he pulls back from leaving the mark behind, blue eyes blink up at him, almost dazed but definitely dark in a way that isn't the flat, dead way he usually has. And then it all shifts, when he feels calloused skin against the tender spot.
Shifting up from where he's leaned back in the chair, Koushuu surges forward, dropping his free hand down into the small of Eijun's back to make sure that he doesn't send him toppling out of his lap. Because he's effectively been spurred on, between hickeys and the feeling of his thumb along the one. And considering Eijun's reaction to him biting him before, he figures there's no harm in testing this out - catching him in another kiss, at first, before he pulls back and takes Eijun's bottom lip with him in a drag of teeth, sucking just a bit before letting go. ]
[ whoa...that's a good look for okumura. eijun blinks back at him for a second, surprised. did he really get him that good? just from that? he looks sort of...ruffled, which is unusual, and--
eijun doesn't really get too much time to think about it. when he surges forward, he makes a surprised 'mmf!' noise, but eijun meets it with aplomb immediately, his left hand shooting out to grab the edge of the chair so he doesn't go falling off of it with the sudden change in positioning. okumura's mouth is hot and insistent and awesome on his, and the scrape of his teeth makes him shudder.
so he kisses back with what he's got, and gives a good, solid roll of his hips. not because he's an expert, or that he knows what he's doing, but rather, his body will just sort of figure it out--just like on the quidditch pitch. ]
[ If he weren't so focused on, well, this, Koushuu would probably be a little surprised with himself, too. But this is essentially years worth of buildup, of liking Sawamura Eijun despite his best efforts not to, frustration mounting with both himself and him, as well as the new discovery of just how sensitive his neck apparently is. (Nevermind that he's just Intense in general, but you wouldn't have him ever admitting to any of this, that included.)
So he goes with his instincts on this, hand dropped from his hair to hook around the back of Eijun's neck as he kisses him again, holding onto him with his other hand fisted in the back of his shirt. Especially when he rolls his hips again - this time, with more friction behind it - and it gets a sound rolling up through the back of his throat.
Just as naturally as Eijun's body responds and acts, so does his, his hips rocking upwards after Eijun's. ]
[ poor koushuu. it's not like eijun was even remotely aware of his kohai's crush on him. in fact, he found out about it and decided to date him all in the span of about five minutes, mostly because he's an idiot, but also because sawamura eijun goes with his gut. and this was a good, good gut feeling. as the days passed after the original event, he found himself believing in it more and more--because, yeah, he does like his kohai. yeah, dating him is great.
yeah, making out with him on a chair in the middle of the hufflepuff common room is definitely great.
the sound okumura makes reverberates in the space between them, guttural and low, and eijun can't help but vocalize back in response, a softer noise of his own as he ruts his hips down into his. it feels really, really good, even if he breaks off the kiss very abruptly and bonks their foreheads together, taking it to catch their breath...
and then he blurts out-- ] My pants are too tight.
[ Every time Koushuu thinks about the day Eijun found out about his crush, and then decided they should date, he wants to bury his face in his hands for at least two hours. It's embarrassing as hell, and he was fairly certain that things would remain frustratingly as they were for - the rest of their lives, to be honest. But here they are, dating, holding hands a lot, cuddling, and... now making out.
More than making out.
Bringing both of his hands up as Eijun breaks the kiss, knocks their foreheads together, fingers combing through his hair as he tries to breathe.
And then his hands go slack in response to that, because. Incredible. Incredible. ]
[ it's nice to have their foreheads knocked together like that. eijun shuts his eyes when the hands come in his hair, and he really can't stop thinking about how uncomfortable his pants are until the simple suggestion comes to light.
oh. yeah. guess it doesn't really matter who's coming in, right? or if anyone does. he ends up grinning at him, a little sheepish. ] Heh, right.
[ so he'll do just that, dropping his hands between them to undo his fly and pop the button. it's definitely a relief, and he ends up grabbing onto koushuu's face to pull him back in for another deep, hungry kiss, awkwardness be damned. his hips twitch forward again too, rolling--that is so much better. ]
[ If anyone comes in, they won't be able to see them with their pants undone. The Hufflepuff common room is always fairly homey in lighting, just the right level to read in but still dim and comfortable, just like the den it's designed to be. Between this and the fact Eijun is pretty much attached to Koushuu, they'll probably be fine. Probably.
While Eijun goes to undo his pants, Koushuu does the same, because he's going to cut this off at the pass instead of interrupting the flow of things with stupid comments like somebody. But there's no resistance when he gets dragged into another kiss, and instead he meets it headon, one hand curling around the back of his neck and the other settling on his hip. ]
[ eijun has learned in the past few months that koushuu is a really good kisser--not that he has much experience with anyone else--and it always feels really, really good to kiss him. eijun likes being close to him anyway, and he ends up letting go of his face to brace either of his elbows next to his head against the chair, using them to brace himself. it's much easier to move that way, and he lets koushuu control the pace of the kiss with the hand on his neck, making soft, wet noises against his mouth with each good brush.
that, and the friction of their hips gets him. now that he's out of his pants and there's just a thin layer between them, it's way easier to feel everything, and he ruts his hips forward, seeking out the amazing feeling that comes from it, impatient and wanting, ever greedy for more. ]
[ Much like everything else Koushuu does, kissing is... something he puts everything into, but with soft control that he's essentially mastered in other aspects of his life. Kissing? Not so much. Eijun has this way of firing him up that no one else has ever really managed, except maybe Miyuki, and that's almost always negatively, whereas this is hit or miss.
Right now? He's riled up, and the 'soft' part of that control is close to being thrown out the damn window farther than a quaffle.
His hand slides up where it rests on his hip, squeezing a little before his calloused fingers duck underneath his shirt and seek out warm skin. There's no hesitation in any of his touches, and he even goes to set his palm into the small of his back like he can draw him closer, as he rocks his hips up into him. This would be easier if they had nothing between them, but this will do for now. Especially with the slide of lips and tongues, and the quick catch of teeth as Koushuu bites him gently again. ]
[ eijun is well aware that he fires up koushuu, believe me. koushuu fires him up too (although that's a little more par for the course: eijun is always fired up). they tend to get each other going in one way or another. at the beginning of their relationship, eijun had gotten into an argument with him that left him running off with his tail between his legs to complain to kanemaru, and they've evolved a lot since then.
(mostly.)
the feelings of his fingertips are nice on his skin, callouses familiar from a broomstick, years of quidditch, and eijun goes easily when koushuu draws him a little closer. it feels good to have him rocking up against him like that, andn eijun ends up slacking in the kiss, moaning a little into his mouth. it's a small, shuddery noise: not quite as loud as he can get, but it's still there, practically into koushuu when he bites his lip. ]
[ They're... still working on the whole extent of 'getting each other going.' The arguments where they rub each other the wrong way are still fairly common, but they're starting to actually find some kind of resolution. The fact that they kiss nowadays tends to help, to be honest, so there's a lot less of them going to their respective handlers with their tails between their legs, and a lot more productive uses of the energy that comes from them butting heads.
Especially since they're on opposing quidditch teams. That makes for some interesting tension, that's for sure.
His hands dip down, and as Koushuu pulls away from the kiss to go for his jaw, he slips his fingers into the waistband of his underwewar. There's so much warm skin to explore, and he's not shy about it, not now that they're going, aiming to drag him in and squeeze his palms against the curve of his ass once he can get there. If he gets revenge for the marks that Eijun left, well. No one would be shocked to discover that Okumura Koushuu was a biter. ]
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... it's not so bad, he guesses. Especially when something like this can happen, and he doesn't have to walk around mortified because of what the rumor mill has decided to think about him and Eijun. (Even if Eijun is still embarrassing sometimes. Often. A lot of the time.) ]
Are n - ah. [ His fingers curl in Eijun's hair and against the arm of the giant chair they're in, because he definitely didn't realize he had this particular weak spot but he's one part regretting any reaction he had to Eijun's initial kiss, and mostly enjoying it. Even if he'd never, ever admit that aloud. ]
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(it also means other stuff they haven't really gotten into yet, but hey.)
the curl of his hand in his hair feels really nice, and eijun responds to it easily, tilting his head to move up an inch or so to do the exact same thing. if he has his way, he'll leave a line of hickeys, and he pulls away after number two just a little to flick his gaze up to his face.
and...whoa. are his cheeks pink? it's pretty cute. it really, really makes him want to kiss him, but eijun can't do that that well from this angle, so he wiggles to sit back a little further and leans over to catch him in an actual kiss. the glee of his newly figured out victory has yet to fade from his actions, either. ]
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At first, he doesn't resist kissing him like a normal person. Eijun's lips are soft if a little chapped, and that's a lot like his own. But for as nice as the kiss is, something comes to mind and he brings his other hand up to join the one in his hair, fingers curling snugly in the darker strands.
Eijun calls him wolf boy.
Okumura Koushuu makes good on that, now, with a drag of teeth on his lower lip when he pulls back just enough to do it. It's not rough enough to actually hurt, but if Eijun is going to be so smug about his new discovery, then... well, he's going to respond in kind to it. And the first thing that comes to mind is teeth for teeth. ]
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especially with that drag of teeth, whoa. it feels really, really good for something that should hurt a little, and eijun's eyes flutter as he tugs, sucking in a little breath at it.
yeah, definitely a wolf. but it's in a good way, too, and he ends up pushing back into the kiss with even more fervor, cupping his cheeks with his calloused hands as koushuu's fingers wind into his dark hair.
the angle makes it hard to kiss him as much as he wants, though. so eijun finally puts all that wiggling to good use: he sits up a little, until he can shift his weight and get one knee down near koushuu's hip. from there, all he has to do is shift his weight again, and he unfolds himself with all of his flexibility to comfortably straddle his lap. there's room to spare in the chair for it, too.
much better. he picks up the kiss right where he left off--all okumura gets is a flash of bright gold eyes and a grin before he scoops his face back up and kisses him with no mercy. ]
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At least Eijun realizes that, too. He blinks his eyes open - far less blank than they normally are, a spark there even with them having gone a little dark - and watches him move around, brow furrowing for a second. For some reason the realization doesn't hit him right away, so. ]
What - [ But he stops asking stupid questions when Eijun gets settled again, blue eyes meeting gold in that moment where he gets settled. There's no one in the common room, for once, which is shocking to him given how homey Hufflepuffs can be. Any thoughts about that go out the window, between Eijun kissing him and how he's straddled in his lap. He brings his hands back up to his hair again, because he's not oblivious, either, and he caught how he reacted to that. There isn't an ounce of hesitation in him when he kisses him back, eyes closing and a noise caught in the back of his throat. ]
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he hasn't even noticed the fact that someone could walk in on them.
he's too busy caught up in kissing koushuu, licking into his mouth to try and swallow that noise himself. what eijun's kisses lack in finesse, they make up for in eagerness and ability to learn, just like the rest of him. especially considering when koushuu gets his hand in his hair again, nice and tight, he reacts outside of his consciousness.
in fact, his hips twitch forward against okumura's, and he ends up leaning over him a little to rest his forearm against the back of the chair and put his weight on it, to give him a little leverage. ]
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... for now, though.
Brow furrowing again, he throws himself easily into the kiss, sliding his tongue along Eijun's. Where Eijun is eager, he's determined and tends to bring a certain intensity to most things he does. Kissing, apparently, is one of those things. Especially when he feels Eijun's hips move, and he hitches his own up, shifting where he's seated so he can dig his heels down into the floor to let him move a little easier. Much like Eijun's leverage above him. ]
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which, it does when he finally pulls away. it's only a little, a centimeter or two apart when he feels okumura's hips roll up against his, too. that's really, really nice, and eijun croons a little, just quietly, letting his eyes fall back shut as he rolls down a little harder. sure, he's never done this before, but his body understands how to seek out friction just fine, and if he wasn't getting hard in his pants before he sure as hell is now.
...but, eijun hasn't forgotten his original mission, so he checks his theory again, leaning forward when he moves his hips to kiss down the other side of koushuu's neck, letting him guide his head wherever he wants it with the fingers in his hair. ]
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Eyes staying closed for a moment longer, especially as Eijun rolls down again and he hisses out a soft breath against his mouth, Koushuu considers moving his hands from his hair, despite the great purchase it affords him. But then he's got Eijun ducking into his neck again, and he tilts his head and leaves one hand in his thick hair for guidance, directing that trail of kisses down to the base of his neck, just before skin disappears under the collar of his shirt.
He's going to get payback. But right now, he's fine with being the one marked up. At least there's the friction of their hips, as he shifts his up to meet Eijun's with every motion. ]
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when eijun gets through with him, it's gonna look like he was pretty ravaged, but, hey. now that he found something that works, he's definitely not about to give it up! plus, from this angle where he's settled, he can feel every brush of friction from okumura's hips, which is awesome.
eijun huffs a breath from his nose, the only sign that this is
dumb teenage dry humpingany form of physical activity, and only pulls himself away when he's made a dark mark, lifting his hand to trace it with his thumb absently on a long roll of his hips.nice. ]
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When he pulls back from leaving the mark behind, blue eyes blink up at him, almost dazed but definitely dark in a way that isn't the flat, dead way he usually has. And then it all shifts, when he feels calloused skin against the tender spot.
Shifting up from where he's leaned back in the chair, Koushuu surges forward, dropping his free hand down into the small of Eijun's back to make sure that he doesn't send him toppling out of his lap. Because he's effectively been spurred on, between hickeys and the feeling of his thumb along the one. And considering Eijun's reaction to him biting him before, he figures there's no harm in testing this out - catching him in another kiss, at first, before he pulls back and takes Eijun's bottom lip with him in a drag of teeth, sucking just a bit before letting go. ]
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eijun doesn't really get too much time to think about it. when he surges forward, he makes a surprised 'mmf!' noise, but eijun meets it with aplomb immediately, his left hand shooting out to grab the edge of the chair so he doesn't go falling off of it with the sudden change in positioning. okumura's mouth is hot and insistent and awesome on his, and the scrape of his teeth makes him shudder.
so he kisses back with what he's got, and gives a good, solid roll of his hips. not because he's an expert, or that he knows what he's doing, but rather, his body will just sort of figure it out--just like on the quidditch pitch. ]
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So he goes with his instincts on this, hand dropped from his hair to hook around the back of Eijun's neck as he kisses him again, holding onto him with his other hand fisted in the back of his shirt. Especially when he rolls his hips again - this time, with more friction behind it - and it gets a sound rolling up through the back of his throat.
Just as naturally as Eijun's body responds and acts, so does his, his hips rocking upwards after Eijun's. ]
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yeah, making out with him on a chair in the middle of the hufflepuff common room is definitely great.
the sound okumura makes reverberates in the space between them, guttural and low, and eijun can't help but vocalize back in response, a softer noise of his own as he ruts his hips down into his. it feels really, really good, even if he breaks off the kiss very abruptly and bonks their foreheads together, taking it to catch their breath...
and then he blurts out-- ] My pants are too tight.
[ incredible. ]
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More than making out.
Bringing both of his hands up as Eijun breaks the kiss, knocks their foreheads together, fingers combing through his hair as he tries to breathe.
And then his hands go slack in response to that, because. Incredible. Incredible. ]
Undo them, then. [ Problem solved. ]
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oh. yeah. guess it doesn't really matter who's coming in, right? or if anyone does. he ends up grinning at him, a little sheepish. ] Heh, right.
[ so he'll do just that, dropping his hands between them to undo his fly and pop the button. it's definitely a relief, and he ends up grabbing onto koushuu's face to pull him back in for another deep, hungry kiss, awkwardness be damned. his hips twitch forward again too, rolling--that is so much better. ]
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[ If anyone comes in, they won't be able to see them with their pants undone. The Hufflepuff common room is always fairly homey in lighting, just the right level to read in but still dim and comfortable, just like the den it's designed to be. Between this and the fact Eijun is pretty much attached to Koushuu, they'll probably be fine. Probably.
While Eijun goes to undo his pants, Koushuu does the same, because he's going to cut this off at the pass instead of interrupting the flow of things with stupid comments like somebody. But there's no resistance when he gets dragged into another kiss, and instead he meets it headon, one hand curling around the back of his neck and the other settling on his hip. ]
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[ eijun has learned in the past few months that koushuu is a really good kisser--not that he has much experience with anyone else--and it always feels really, really good to kiss him. eijun likes being close to him anyway, and he ends up letting go of his face to brace either of his elbows next to his head against the chair, using them to brace himself. it's much easier to move that way, and he lets koushuu control the pace of the kiss with the hand on his neck, making soft, wet noises against his mouth with each good brush.
that, and the friction of their hips gets him. now that he's out of his pants and there's just a thin layer between them, it's way easier to feel everything, and he ruts his hips forward, seeking out the amazing feeling that comes from it, impatient and wanting, ever greedy for more. ]
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Right now? He's riled up, and the 'soft' part of that control is close to being thrown out the damn window farther than a quaffle.
His hand slides up where it rests on his hip, squeezing a little before his calloused fingers duck underneath his shirt and seek out warm skin. There's no hesitation in any of his touches, and he even goes to set his palm into the small of his back like he can draw him closer, as he rocks his hips up into him. This would be easier if they had nothing between them, but this will do for now. Especially with the slide of lips and tongues, and the quick catch of teeth as Koushuu bites him gently again. ]
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(mostly.)
the feelings of his fingertips are nice on his skin, callouses familiar from a broomstick, years of quidditch, and eijun goes easily when koushuu draws him a little closer. it feels good to have him rocking up against him like that, andn eijun ends up slacking in the kiss, moaning a little into his mouth. it's a small, shuddery noise: not quite as loud as he can get, but it's still there, practically into koushuu when he bites his lip. ]
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Especially since they're on opposing quidditch teams. That makes for some interesting tension, that's for sure.
His hands dip down, and as Koushuu pulls away from the kiss to go for his jaw, he slips his fingers into the waistband of his underwewar. There's so much warm skin to explore, and he's not shy about it, not now that they're going, aiming to drag him in and squeeze his palms against the curve of his ass once he can get there. If he gets revenge for the marks that Eijun left, well. No one would be shocked to discover that Okumura Koushuu was a biter. ]