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RACY RACERS, START YOUR EROTIC ENGINES! |
Pairing: Charlie/Neville
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~1,100 (sorry!)
“Shhh! Come on,” Neville whispers, pulling Charlie further down the hill into the Hogwarts grounds.
As Charlie follows, he can’t help but think that this might have worked better in July. If they’d had the nerve to approach one another when they first joined the staff last summer, the grounds would be bathed in balmy evening sunshine and the students would be safely out of the way until September.
Instead, they’re cloaked in inky darkness, and the bitter March chill is determined to make itself known. Charlie’s breath rises in in misty plumes and he can’t quite hold back a shudder.
Neville, meanwhile, seems unconcerned by the cold. “Quick!” he grins. He tugs at Charlie’s sleeve, imploring him to move faster.
They’re supposed to be patrolling the corridors, but it’s a pointless endeavour at this time of year: the hallways are chilly enough after dark to deter even the most determined of mischief-makers.
After another five minutes of slipping and sliding across the muddy grass, they finally reach their destination: the narrow alleyway between Greenhouses Three and Four. In a few months’ time, the air inside will be dense and humid, thick with sticky moisture. It’s too early for that, though. The glass is frosted in places and dewdrops gather in the spiderwebs which decorate the panes.
When Neville told Charlie he’d finally found somewhere private, Charlie had assumed that he meant a disused classroom. He certainly hadn't pictured this. Still, he’s not complaining: they’ve been trying to get their hands on each other for weeks with no success, and his patience has long since run out.
Being two of the most popular teachers in the school comes with a price: there’s always a line of students a mile long outside each of their private quarters. Neville’s friendly manner means he’s the go-to for all personal problems and friendship dramas, whilst Charlie’s students are forever bringing their ailing pets for him to cast an eye over. Between their teenage fan clubs and the way Peeves follows Charlie around, the best they’ve managed so far is a quick snog in the Restricted Section of the Library. It’s as if they’re teenagers again, just like their students.
Now that they’re finally alone together, Charlie’s almost nervous. That’s a first: Charlie never gets nervous. Before he has time to think about what that means, Neville gently nudges him backwards until he’s pushed up against the murky glass.
“I’ve wanted to do this since the first time we met,” Neville says. His voice is breathy and and his round cheeks are flushed pink with excitement; a far cry from the shyness Charlie’s been expecting.
“Do what?” he asks, thrown.
Neville simply smiles and drops to his knees. For all the innocence of his big blue eyes, he’s clearly much more experienced than he’s been letting on. He makes quick work of unfastening Charlie’s trousers before reaching inside with sure, nimble fingers to free Charlie’s cock.
“Oh,” Charlie murmurs.