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Augustus Rookwood (rookwooda) wrote in founders_legacy,
@ 2008-05-06 01:33:00

Entry tags:

augustus rookwood, miles bletchley

Who: Miles & Rook
Where: Rook's estate on the coast
When: March 5, 1995, evening
Rating: Probably R+

Rook had spent most of the day corresponding with fellow Death Eaters. It was tedious work, but it needed to be done, and he wasn't one to displease his master. Finishing his work, he stretched his long arms above his head and shrugged off the black jacket he was wearing as the temperature in the house had warmed some from the coastal breeze.

Heading downstairs, he made his way to the kitchen for a quick cup of tea. He needed an outlet to relax.

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keeping_anarchy
2008-05-06 08:22 am UTC (link)

Miles was, in a word, happy. He would deny it to anyone that asked, but he certainly couldn't put it past his best mate whom he'd fought with and left. He'd visited Millicent as well, and now it felt wonderful to be home. He'd come in through the kitchen door and saw Rook's slinky form standing there in front of the teapot.

Quietly, he closed the door. Then, he edged into the kitchen and snaked his arms around Rook from behind. He smelled so good, felt so good, felt so incredibly wrong and right.

"Hello," he whispered in greeting, pressing a kiss to the side of the man's neck.

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rookwooda
2008-05-06 08:27 am UTC (link)

The feeling of Miles so close to him was unnerving and comfortable at the same time. He sighed as he felt Miles land a kiss on his neck before turning around to slam his lips with a crushing kiss. He wouldn't admit he was glad he was home. It was, dare he even think, comforting to feel the other around him. "Welcome home." He chuckled softly before taking the kettle off the burner.

"Would you like some?" He turned around again and ran his fingers through Miles's soft hair, holding back a smile he didn't wish to share just yet.

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keeping_anarchy
2008-05-06 04:20 pm UTC (link)

Miles shook his head, no.

"Welcome home yourself," he returned, tightening his hold around Rook's waist. Then, he asked it, because whether he wanted to admit or not, everything that Damian had told him troubled him and he was starting to question himself.

"What have we got going here?" he asked bluntly. "What are we? Are you just playing with me? Am I just something pretty to have around?"

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	rookwooda 2008-05-06 05:45 pm UTC (link)
	It was indeed blunt. And, at first, Rook had no idea how to respond. But the words came. Sighing, he held Miles's face, a thumb smoothing over his cheekbone. Why he had such angelic features, he'd never know. "Miles, what do you want this to be." God he was pushing his luck with this, "You should know by now I'd never deny you anything." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

keeping_anarchy
2008-05-06 05:53 pm UTC (link)

Why the fuck did he even care if someone wanted him as a trophy? After all, that was what he was. Wasn't it? He suddenly didn't want Rook to turn around and look at him. It was easier just to shrug and avoid the whole subject when Rook wasn't handling him that way, like he'd once been a pet but was now part of his life.

"Fuck you," was his starting response. "You belong to someone else. Don't touch me that way."

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rookwooda
2008-05-06 06:02 pm UTC (link)

He hissed back in response, "The only person I'd belong to is my Master. And I proudly serve him. What do you want, Miles? Do you want me to tell you how much I like having you here?" This was getting too personal, and he wouldn't let himself say it. So he pulled away, walking into the large living room.

He'd given it away once, and that ended completely when he was apprehended and thrown in Azkaban. The letters stopped, and for all he knew his other half was dead. But he was alive, still working for the Ministry in fact. And Rook had never felt more burned in his life. He'd swore it'd be the last time he'd say it, but never had he wanted to say it more. So he just sat quietly.

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keeping_anarchy
2008-05-06 06:07 pm UTC (link)

Bollocks.

Miles was not going to follow. If Rook wanted to sulk, then so be it. He got enough of that from Damian and he certainly didn't want -

Dammit. It was much more simple to ignore someone you didn't live with. What was he going to do? Stand here in the kitchen like a stubborn old ox? He wasn't an ox. But, he was a snake. He moved to the entrance of the kitchen that led back out to the sitting room and leaned against the wall frame, arms folded as if to express his disapproval to a man who had his back towards him.

"My best mate seems to think I'm falling for you," he blurted. No need to hide it since they both knew it wasn't true. "That means I must be acting differently around you. Are you going to be a fucking Hufflepuff and sulk about it?"

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rookwooda
2008-05-06 06:16 pm UTC (link)

"The thing that plagues me really isn't something you can understand." His voice sounded empty as he spoke. The memory of Azkaban still lingered in his mind. The cold walls, a tiny cramped cell, and an insignificantly small window that made letters just barely possible to be sent through. He felt trapped once more. But moreso in his mind. It wasn't any easy task to get out of there, so he had relished every day he was free. And Miles had become a part of that.

And he still wasn't ready to admit it. Well at least those dangerous little words...

He turned, "Are you?"

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keeping_anarchy
2008-05-06 06:26 pm UTC (link)

No, Miles didn't understand and didn't plan on understanding unless Rook made him understand. Even then,he wouldn't get the full meaning of what was behind Rook's eyes. The madness, the inner turmoil, the hollowness.

"No," he answered, too fast for even him to like. He forced himself not to swallow dryly. The empty feeling that answer left him with was most unwelcome, like a lie that he didn't actually enjoy telling.

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rookwooda
2008-05-06 06:38 pm UTC (link)

His expression didn't change when Miles replied, instead, he patted the couch next to him. "Sit with me?" If he refused, he was actually willing to get up, even if he'd be cursing himself for letting his emotions rule him. It wasn't healthy in his opinion.

And then there was the subject that Ro had brought up to him before. If it came down to it, the Ministry might come for Miles if they find out that he was as close to Rook as he was. He didn't want that to happen, and though he probably would never say it, would let the other be taken over his dead body.

[ooc: guh, the Azkaban brought Augustus out]

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	keeping_anarchy 2008-05-06 07:00 pm UTC (link)
	Predictably, Miles didn't move. He also didn't like this stoic expression he was being given. It was fucking embarrassing because he'd all but told Rook that he had the tiniest bit of feelings for him, and he was being asked to have a seat like he was a child. "Would you just fucking make me yours or not do anything at all!" he abruptly shouted. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rookwooda
2008-05-06 07:12 pm UTC (link)

Rook didn't say anything as he stood and walked over to Miles. Pulling the boy to him, kissing him gently, "I want you mine, Miles. I-" The face he made was one that gave the impression that someone punched him in the stomach, and it certainly felt like it. "Miles, I do care about you. And I don't want..."

He sighed heavily, his eyes and face visibly tired from fighting it this long. "Miles, I care for you. More then I'm willing to admit."

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keeping_anarchy
2008-05-06 07:34 pm UTC (link)

What was he doing? Miles glared at Rook when he was kissed, but that glare disappeared the moment Rook began to speak. He stared up into the man's eyes, noting their age difference, but not caring. He knew what Rook was going to say, knew that his own life could be in danger just by being with this man, but Miles was also never one to really give a shit about his own life. If he died, then he died, and if he was going to be taken to Azkaban, he would kill himself before he let it happen.

"I think you just admitted it," he pointed out in a whisper. The fact that Rook cared that much told Miles all he needed to know. It was clear that it was difficult for Rook to admit, but there it was.

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rookwooda
2008-05-06 07:44 pm UTC (link)

"I may have. But I didn't lay it completely out yet." And it would take a bit more persuasion for Rook to say that, but if he was on this path with Miles...

His green eyes flashed a little as he felt a bit better, leaning in to kiss Miles again, enjoying the warmth that emanated from the other's thin frame. "I bought you something, you can try it on later if you like." He hated feeling like this with someone, but loved it too.

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	keeping_anarchy 2008-05-06 07:49 pm UTC (link)
	Whatever there was to actually lay out more than it was just then, Miles didn't know, but he also didn't want to rush. His arms slid around Rook's neck as he returned the kiss, pressing his chest forward against the one in front of him. "You already got me a robe," he pointed out. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookwooda 2008-05-06 07:56 pm UTC (link)
	Rook chuckled softly, "Well I got you a skirt." Hands moved down the soft bumps of Miles's spine until fingers hit the other's perfect arse. "Wanna try it on?" His lips moved to Miles's neck for a moment, moving his shirt aside a bit to suck at the crook of his neck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	keeping_anarchy 2008-05-06 08:02 pm UTC (link)
	Oh, fuck yeah! Miles wanted those lips to linger much longer, and he got his wish as Rook's mouth closed and sucked at his neck. "You ruined the surprise," he gasped, twisting his fingers into dark locks of Rook's hair. "Oh, Merlin, mark me...fuck..." He wanted it to the point of almost needing it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookwooda 2008-05-06 08:23 pm UTC (link)
	Rook's arms wound tightly around Miles as he sucked hard on his neck. Finally pulling back, he licked over the deep plum mark he'd left on the other's body. "Lovely." Slipping behind the other, he purred into Miles's ear, "Wanna go try it on? I'm sure you'd look lovely in it." His hands slipped down his sides to his hips. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	keeping_anarchy 2008-05-06 10:33 pm UTC (link)
	He knew it would mark, felt it there and it was his. He wanted more and it seemed that he was going to get it. "Where is it?" he asked, curling his fingers at the hem of Rook's shirt. His body reacted to Rook being so close, feeling so heated with unsaid words that both of them felt but were refusing to say. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookwooda 2008-05-07 12:56 am UTC (link)
	"On your bed." His nose nuzzling into the other's soft hair near his ear. The scent of Miles was enough as he moved a hand to cup over the other's groin, rubbing against the tight jeans he was wearing. "Try them on for me?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

keeping_anarchy
2008-05-07 01:23 am UTC (link)

Miles gasped, irrepressible and grabbed at his lover's hair again. He didn't dare pull, but he did make it known just what Rook was doing to him, pressing his hips against the man's palm.

"Keep doing that and we won't even make it to the bedroom," he warned, then took Rook's bottom lip between his teeth. He ran his tongue across it, just before releasing Rook's hair, and then slipped away from the man to go to his room and do just as requested. What he didn't say was that he was very excited about it, much more than any man should ever be.

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rookwooda
2008-05-07 01:29 am UTC (link)

Rook smiled warmly as Miles turned to run upstairs. He waited a few moments before heading upstairs, fingers outstretched, running over the textured walls as he took the stairs two by two. He could hear a bit of movement from the bedroom, hoping that by the time he'd reached the door Miles would be wearing it.

Moving his hair to the side and back behind his ears, curling around the door frame, "Miles?"

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keeping_anarchy
2008-05-07 01:43 am UTC (link)

Gryffindor colours. Miles almost, almost shrieked when he saw the pleated ladies garment on the bed. He managed to refrain, though. As he changed, he looked in the mirror, watching himself and choosing different poses that made his body look even better than it did normally.

The skirt hugged at his hips, the blouse that went with it, he chose to button, just in the middle. Then, of course, there needed to be shoes. Being that no woman lived in the house, Miles was very glad to see that there was a pair of saddle shoes and knee high socks to match. He even took a wand to his legs and was just testing out the lip colour when there was a knock at the door. He decided that staying with his elbows still on the vanity and his arse in the air was the best choice.

Another plus side was that he'd be able to see Rook when he came in. "Come in!"

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rookwooda
2008-05-07 02:09 am UTC (link)

Rook's eyes lit up brightly as he saw the other in the outfit, "Oh...my..." The corners of his lips curled up into an evil smile as he slipped closer to the other. Standing behind him, he ran his hands over Miles's back before he let out a soft groan. His ass fit perfectly, and looked beyond edible. "Fucking perfect..."

He really couldn't help but grind behind him a little. The sight was just too perfect not to. "Well aren't you the most sexy little schoolgirl?" He chuckled.

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	keeping_anarchy 2008-05-07 02:19 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, yes, sir," Miles responded, pressing his body back against the grind of Rook's hips. He could play along. Merlin, did that ever feel exhilarating, the material of the skirt shifting along his skin when Rook ground against him. "But, sir," he sighed. "I'm not too perfect. I made a terrible mess in the potions room today." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)