Who: Adrian Battye and Jackson London When: 1/23, evening Where: RoR What: What else? Have you met these boys? Rating/Warnings: horny teenagers. Status: Closed/Complete Jackson had been worried about his audition, though he knew there wasn't much he would be able to do at this point. He did his best to put it out of mind, and with Adrian around he was much more easily able to do that. His friend made him happy, and there was nothing else that could be said about that. Right now they were relaxing in the Room of Requirement, his fingers absently trailing over his friend’s arm and occasionally teasingly slipping to his side. It was fun to play around like that, though his mind wasn't officially on sex any more than would be expected of a normal teen boy.
He shifted to kiss Adrian’s cheek lightly, smiling at him. “Hey.” They had been resting mostly quietly and breaking that quiet needed a bit of a preface like that. “So I was thinking about the formal. We’re going, right?” Because it seemed logical to check that they were attending. Attending together was assumed if they were.
Adrian had been reading, periodically distracted by Jackson's casual touching of him. Whenever Jackson's hand slipped to his side, Adrian had to start the page he was reading over again. He didn't tell Jackson that. He likely didn't have to. He marked his page, closing the book entirely when Jackson kissed him - and spoke.
They hadn't talked about the formal, Jackson was right. Adrian had been avoiding it honestly. He was worried about it, if he was honest. Worried that a formal dance would bring them back to where they had been months ago… That they would lose this comfortable relationship they'd settled into, where they were still friends at the heart… friends who had sex. "If you want to."
Jackson shrugged faintly. “Honestly I wasn't sure if I did. I mean, yeah, dancing is fun and all, but.” He shrugged again and kissed Adrian’s neck teasingly. “I almost think we could have more fun not being there.” It was true. They could hang out in one of their rooms and just make out and talk. That would be a lot more fun than a dance, in Jackson’s mind.
"We do that anyway," Adrian pointed out, as Jackson kissed his neck. It was hard to be logical with his mouth there, or anywhere honestly. "We don't need to skip a campus event to screw around."
“Then it's decided. We skip.” Jackson grinned wickedly and traced fingers down Adrian’s side again. He liked touching the other boy, and it was not something he would be easily persuaded to stop doing at the moment. “The dance will just be an interference in our kissing time, and nobody wants that.”
Adrian didn't think that's what he had said. In fact, he'd distinctly said that they did NOT need to skip the formal. "You don't want to go then?" Adrian frowned, confused a little now. After all, Jackson had brought it up in the first place.
“I feel like it would be…” He trailed a few kisses over Adrian’s neck, “an unnecessary distraction. I mean, we should be studying for NEWTs…” A mock serious tone as he said that, fingers again trailing along Adrian’s side.
"Then… why did you bring it up, if you weren't hinting to get me to ask you to go?" Adrian still found Jackson completely non-sensical sometimes in the way that Slytherins often found Gryffindors.
Jackson shrugged a shoulder. “I don't usually hint, Adrian. Gryffindors aren't exactly known for subtlety.” This said with a smirk. He kissed his friend’s neck again lightly and trailed fingers down his cheek, turning his head so their eyes met. “I don't much care where we are. Things are just less fun when we're not together.”
"Hint might not have been the right word… Bringing it up when you don't want to go isn't very Gryffindor of you either." Adrian pointed out, shifting so that Jackson could access his body more easily. "You look good dressed up."
“You look good…” A trailing off of his voice as he traced his fingers down further on Adrian’s side. A wicked smirk and he bent to kiss his friend before continuing, “in anything. Or nothing.” Because it was true. He liked both states of being on his lover.
Jackson was getting the reaction he desired in Adrian, even as he tried to continue the conversation. "You... " No, he wasn't able to continue. He pulled Jackson's mouth back to his to kiss him deeply.
Jackson kissed back, pleased by the reaction. His hand remained on his lover’s side, easing under his shirt, before he moved his lips again to tease over Adrian’s neck. Soft nips were offered, paired with gentle sucking. Part of him really wanted to mark the other boy as his.
While Jackson was kissing - and more - Adrian was touching. Adrian's touch was not innocent, he was stroking, teasing. Jackson had been teasing Adrian's erogenous zones… Adrian was bolder with his touch and more direct. As Jackson worked on his neck though he had easier access to Jackson's ear. With a smirk, Adrian directed his oral attention there.
Jackson let out a near-purr at the touch to his ear. It was electric and he felt the contact buzzing through his whole body. He couldn't help but respond to Adrian, and his eyes closed for a moment before he turned his attention back to Adrian, slipping a hand down to his thigh.
It was interesting, how easily they could turn the tables on each other. Jackson had started the seduction, but for the moment it was Adrian leading it… until Jackson began to touch his inner thigh, then Jackson had the advantage for a moment. Adrian moved to begin undressing Jackson.
Jackson had no issue with Adrian turning the tables, so to speak. They wanted each other. It didn't matter how they got there. Jackson desired Adrian and Adrian felt the same. They had been doing well with this new arrangement. It felt good, being able to love his friend like this, and more so when Adrian started working on taking his clothes from him.
Adrian liked seeing Jackson's skin exposed a piece at a time as he undressed him… He enjoyed the feel of the skin that was revealed too. And the taste. There was something about the smell and taste of Jackson that appealed in a way no one else did.
Jackson had never been all that concerned about nudity, but being with Adrian it was different. The touches, teasing, the tension that the other man aroused in him were enough to make him crazy. His hand moved to brush over Adrian’s cheek and he smiled, enjoying his dedication to stripping him.
Jackson had said he was just as happy to be kissing as anything else. At the moment, Adrian decided that meant kissing his body. And based on the smiled and touch on his face, Jackson agreed. "What do you want, Jackson?" Adrian asked softly, wanting to make Jackson happy.
“Anything you want to do.” Jackson traced a finger over his lover’s lips and smiled. He was obviously responding to the touch, to the way Adrian was working his body. He wanted anything his lover wanted to do. He trusted that the other man wouldn't leave him unsatisfied.
"Want to make you feel good," Adrian murmured, pressing his lips against the tip of Jackson's erection. It was simple really. "To be close to you." Close in a sexual sense - no, in every sense. Physically and Emotionally close both.
Jackson let out a soft groan at the touch of his lover’s lips. He couldn't help himself. “You're… Doing a good job of that…” Because he was. It felt good having his lover’s lips on him. It felt good being pressed close to each other. “I want you close… Please…”
Adrian had done too good a job then, arousing Jackson - and himself but not in the right way. Adrian was erect - and had been since before undressing his lover - but needed to stretch himself a little to take Jackson into him. And Adrian wasn't undressed yet either. Oral then. He wouldn't make Jackson wait. Okay perhaps he'd make him wait a little, running his tongue along Jackson's length, but that was about pleasuring Jackson and drawing out the pleasure.
Jackson moaned as his lover teased him, his body shifting restlessly. He wanted more contact, he was practically aching for it. “Merlin, Adrian…” Because it already felt incredibly good. He wanted more.
Hand and mouth followed. Adrian loved Jackson cursing his name that way - and using wizard curses. And he really loved the way Jackson shifted beneath him. He didn't just focus on Jackson's erection either, but let one hand roam over other parts of body, trying to stimulate and please him.
Jackson writhed against his lover’s hands, his own hands moving to stroke Adrian’s hair, face- really anything he could reach. This was perfect. He could not think of anything he would rather do than be with Adrian in this way. In any way, really.
It was good, seeing - feeling - Jackson's response. Adrian focused on bringing him pleasure… taking him deep into his mouth. He swept his tongue around and over him. His hands stroked too, massaged the parts he could reach. Anything to make Jackson feel good… feel pleasure.
“Fucking...Adrian! Oh…” He moved erratically, his lover’s tongue and hands bringing him almost an excess of pleasure. He hadn't expected this when he had started teasing the other, but he most certainly wasn't complaining, especially because he could already feel himself pushing close to the edge of climax.
Adrian liked the classical American cursing too. It encouraged him to keep going. He could feel Jackson close to the edge and determined to bring him there. He wanted Jackson's pleasure. He wanted to give that to him. He took him to the edge. He didn't stop when Jackson came - making sure to take everything he could - not wanting to stop too soon.
Jackson couldn't hold back, and didn't. Adrian knew how to work his body and pleasure him, and his hands moved to stroke along the other man’s face and hair before pulling him up and close to him. His fingers moved to his lover’s side, tracing along the skin lightly. “So good, Adrian.”
Adrian kissed Jackson's neck and ear. "Good. You were supposed to enjoy yourself." It had been the primary motive from the very first time they touched each other. It was still a primary motive for Adrian when he was with Jackson.
“I did,” said with a smile as his fingers traced down Adrian’s side again, this time sliding up under his shirt on the way back up. He wanted to touch his lover now, to give the same pleasure he had gotten just a few minutes before. He wanted to see and hear Adrian as he got off too, with Jackson’s hands and mouth on him.
It was Adrian's turn to offer Jackson a soft smile at the contact. Jackson knew how to touch him. It almost didn't seem real. "My turn now?" he queried softly.
“It is.” Jackson spoke softly, his lips next moving to settle and trace kisses down Adrian’s neck while he started to undo the other young man’s shirt. He knew very well how to please his lover by now, and he was glad he had the opportunity to regularly do so.
Adrian relaxed into the touch, helping Jackson with the undressing. He wanted the contact - the closeness of being with Jackson. Even if they weren't messing around, he liked being with Jackson, but it was nice being with him.
Jackson finally got the shirt off, following it with the undershirt- both items were discarded and he started to trail kisses over his lover’s side, moving down as he did. Teasing was fun sometimes, though he was going a bit more quickly than normal right now.
Adrian sighed at the contact. A soft sound. He felt comfortable with Jackson in a way he did with no one else. And Jackson made him feel things he hadn't experienced with anyone else. It was sometimes a little scary, but he was scared to be without Jackson too. Right now though, Adrian was relaxed and in the moment.
Jackson had no intention of being without Adrian. They were a constant in each other's lives since they were young and so there was no reason to think anything else would happen. He unfastened his lover’s pants and smiled seductively as he pulled them down, his fingers trailing over the other man’s inner thigh. He knew the main erogenous zones his lover had, and he wanted to hit them all in this.
Adrian wondered unconsciously if Jackson had a checklist… it seemed as though he touched - or kissed - each of Adrian's most sensitive places in turn. Jackson had learned his body too well. It was almost too much sometimes. Right now though, Adrian wasn't thinking that way. He shifted so that Jackson could access his body more easily.
Jackson simply liked touching Adrian in places that made him react, arousing his lover as much as he possibly could. He took the other man into his mouth in short order, using hands to grip his hips and pull him closer still, wanting to give as much stimulation as he possibly could.
Adrian let his head fall back, a small sound escaping. It was good, being with Jackson. It felt good. He reached down to touch the other man, his hands gently playing in Jackson's longer hair. Trying to show Jackson what he was doing and to bring the other man some pleasure as he was doing the same (okay doing far more) to Adrian.
Jackson was glad for the sounds, the touches. He liked knowing he was pleasing Adrian, it was arousing and he could feel the tension in his lover as he took him deeper into his mouth. His hand slipped to trace along Adrian’s side. It was good, bringing pleasure like this.
Adrian let Jackson lead his body where it would knowing Jackson was going to bring him to completion. He trusted Jackson in that. He trusted him in many ways. And Merlin Jackson knew how to touch him.
Bringing Adrian pleasure excited him, even if he wasn't getting stimulation exactly. He had already gotten off, and now it was time for his lover to have the same pleasure. His fingers trailed along Adrian’s sides, up and down, teasing as he sucked the other man deeply.
Jackson could play Adrians' body like he could the piano, and it wasn't long before Adrian found his release. It was intense, being with Jackson. Intense in a way that Adrian hadn't expected or experienced before.
Jackson kissed Adrian’s thigh softly and raised his head, smiling. “Good?” Fingers traced along Adrian’s thigh and he shifted to pull the other young man close to him. His mind kept telling him over and over to tell Adrian he loved him, but he knew it wouldn't end well and so he kept it back.
"Yes you are," Adrian murmured, shifting to take Jackson's body next to his. The closeness - even after they'd gotten off - was something Adrian appreciated. It was something he had never had with anyone before Jackson.
Jackson absently stroked his fingers through Adrian’s hair, enjoying the calm of just being with his lover. It was good to have this, to be able to curl up with the other man and just be together, with no responsibility or outside focus.