Daily Deviant
- there is no such thing as 'too kinky'
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20th March 2017 20:28 - Re: First Time / Loss of Virginity (Slash) - FILL [1/2]
There was nothing in the world quite like this.

Like grinding into a bloke and feeling him cant needfully in return. Like hearing his own desperate moans answered with just as much enthusiasm, breathy and hot against his ear. Like tasting salty-sweet skin under his tongue, grasping onto hips, thighs, arse, anything to anchor them as their cocks rubbed together through their trousers. As one purposeful stroke turns the fine tuning being performed in his loins into a fevered symphony, tightened muscles unfurling at the crescendo’s peak. Relief washing over, a stuttering groan from loose lips. Then bliss. Utter, unadulterated bliss.

However, in this instance, ecstasy was soon replaced with embarrassment, as Teddy was suddenly brought back down to the reality of the situation, like a hard slap to the face: that he was, in fact, rutting his elder cousin into a side wall of the Manor, carefully hidden from the lavish party raving on in the yard around the corner, and he’d just come in his pants like some overstimulated preteen having his first proper wank.

He froze--but not before detaching his lips from Draco’s pulse and pulling away. The blonde was panting, head still tilted back against the stone behind. There was a red mark where Teddy had bitten him, in beautiful contrast with his typical pallor, that would probably be a love bite come morning. He looked perfectly debauched and seductive, whereas Teddy felt like a bumbling idiot, his hands stiff against at Draco’s sides, now cold spunk drying in his briefs.

This was the first time they’d done anything like this. Anything at all, really! They hadn’t even kissed before! Teddy hadn’t necessarily been planning for it to happen, except...When Draco had caught him nipping off for a cigarette and had decided to join him, the younger had decided to let those dirty thoughts and that perceived tension between them take form, and...Well, as they say: one thing led to another. And Teddy was regretting having started it in the first place, because now Draco was quirking an eyebrow, studying both his blush and their pelvic areas, still flush together, but hips now jarringly still, and the Hufflepuff was certain of one thing: that he was probably thinking Teddy was too young for him, to go off so easily like that, and wondering how in the hell he’d gotten himself into this mess.

It was the very reason he hadn’t attempted to pull Draco before, even though he’d wanted to for awhile. With all the years between them, Teddy had always assumed there were a myriad of more suitable gentlemen vying for his attention: ones who hadn’t just graduated from school barely a year prior. Professionals, with well-paying jobs, and enough previous relationships notched into their bedposts to safely say they knew what they were doing. For just a moment, he’d seen a glimmer of hope--a promise, almost, that the attraction he’d always believed was mutual actually was, that age didn’t matter to Draco, that he was willing to look beyond Teddy’s mild ignorance in the face of their want for each other. Obviously, he’d been a fool; there were probably scores of men out there that Draco could be wasting his time on, rather than a child like him...
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