[ 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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... 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. ]