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Tweak says, "Gimme Scooby snacks!"

Dennis Finnigan Creevey (dennisthebrave) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-29 15:15:00

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character: dennis creevey, character: wayne hopkins

RP: I Swear This Isn't A Habit
Who: Dennis and Wayne

What: Drinking, Talking, then the Naughty Sheet Dance™

Where: Finnigan's

When: Sunday evening, 28th of September

Rating: NSFW

Dennis was well, drunk. It hadn't really been something he'd intended to do, even if he only had to work a half day the next day, but then Rose had happened. Well, also Rolf, but mainly Rose. Rose was very good at the getting drunk. It was something he'd always appreciated about her. It was a shame she and Rolf had left really. He sat for a moment, trying to wash his mind of the thought of Rose and Rolf getting carnal.

He was thinking vaguely of pouring himself home when someone pulled up a seat beside him. "Alright," Dennis said, turning and smiling blearily at his new companion.

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dennisthebrave
2014-09-29 08:46 am UTC (link)

Dennis laughed for reasons he could have properly explained, looking his new companion over. He was short, because apparently Dennis attracted short guys. Although it was yet to be determined if this short guy was as good in bed as Ben had been. "Hi, I'm Dennis."

He snorted slightly as the other man ordered some sort of wicked yet manly cocktail. "Playing catchup," he asked with a quirked eyebrow.

"Ha, I did. My team won, and Puddlemere came through so it was pretty good actually. How about you?"

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waynecymraeg
2014-09-29 08:54 am UTC (link)

Wayne pulled a face, then rolled his eyes. "Right, they toooootally didn't buy those ten extra goals or anything," he replied, grinning and completely taking the piss.

"I'm Wayne. I'm new around here. And apparently the only one in earshot with taste in Quidditch teams." Next thing you'll do, Wayne DIDN'T say, is tell me you're straight.

"So was it some sort of family misfortune that you became a Puddlemere fan, or were you cursed somehow? Because either way," he shrugged, "there's still time to turn your life around."

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dennisthebrave
2014-09-29 09:50 am UTC (link)

Dennis laughed and shook his head. "Nah Appleby won the game fair and square," he said, smiling indulgently in the certainty that the other man's jibes were joking.

"Hi Wayne, it's very nice to meet you," he said, slurring slightly. "What brings you thish fine, fine city?"

He cracked up laughing and shook his head definitively. "Like I said, Appleby's my main team. But," he lifted a finger and leant forward conspiratorially. "But, Wingtown were the team that my ex-boyfriend supported, and my ex-best friend who I found with his legs wrapped around my ex-boyfriend. So I really had to support Puddlemere, didn't I?"

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waynecymraeg
2014-09-29 10:01 am UTC (link)

Wayne's eyebrows shot up into his hairline, and he signalled for another Guinness. This called for more alcohol.

"I can't argue with that kind of logic," Wayne allowed. "If you want to know a secret," he leaned in, "I mostly just support Caerphilly, then Holyhead in a pinch. If I ever supported an English team, my family would disown me."

Beer. Fantastic.

As Wayne took a drink, it occurred to him that it might be a bad idea, hitting on a guy who was so obviously hammered. But 'might' and tuppence didn't get you on the bus.

"So I guess we'll have to wait til November to see my team thoroughly dominate your team, then," he said primly, before smiling, winking, and taking another drink.

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dennisthebrave
2014-09-29 10:27 am UTC (link)

Dennis laughed genially as the other man - Wayne - got another drink. Shrugging slightly, he gestured for another cider.

"I can tell from your dulcet tones that you're a Welshman," he asked with a slight tilt of his head. "I grew up outside Bristol, on the Severn if that slightly saves me some face from my evil English brethren." He took a long sip of his drink, and then shrugged.

He chuckled and cracked his neck slightly. "I doubt that very much, but I'd like to see you try and dominate me," he remarked with a dirty grin and a wink of his own.

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waynecymraeg
2014-09-30 05:43 am UTC (link)

Wayne blinked, letting out a low whistle.

"Oh, is that what you're into? I'm impressed." There were so many things he wanted to suggest to Dennis, he couldn't decide on which one to start with.

"I was going to try to be smooth, you know. The whole, do you need someone to take you home-slash-can I take you home...." He trailed off, waving a hand dismissively and finishing what was left of his pint.

"How 'bout we go with the, what do you say we get out of here line?" he asked. "To yours, if you don't mind. Mine's a wreck." And the piles of happy meal toys kind of spoil any sort of moods.

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dennisthebrave
2014-09-30 04:52 pm UTC (link)

Dennis laughed slightly at the other man's reaction. "I don't mind a bit of domination in the bedroom," he said evenly, feeling himself grow a bit hard. "As long as I can do a bit of dominating back. Quid pro quo, you know how it is."

He laughed again and shook his head. "No need for trite lines honestly, I'm hammered enough to agree to most things." For a moment a group of braincells attempted to fire up to send the rest of his brain a rather pointed message about the lack of benefits that drunk decision making had however; the rest of his brain was so pickled that it had about as much impact as someone waving a stick of celery at a 747. "Sure, I guess," he said, standing and grabbing the other man by the shoulder - his waist was a little too far down. Smiling, he led Wayne outside and then disapparated with him into his bedroom. Lazily, he sat down on his bed and looked up. "Where do you want me," he asked.

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waynecymraeg
2014-09-30 11:02 pm UTC (link)

Wayne's head spun for a lingering moment. "Hey, warn a guy when you do that," he mumbled, getting his bearings before resuming his thought process where he'd left off.

"Is it trite to say 'everywhere,' or can we just...play it by ear?" Wayne asked in a low voice, advancing until he was nose to nose with Dennis.

Dennis, who was easily a head taller than Wayne on a good day. Dennis sitting down had been a good move.

"How about I suck you off and then let you fuck me against whatever surface presents itself?" he whispered, hoping it was a good enough proposition. His brain wasn't working that well, bloodflow having been directed elsewhere.

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dennisthebrave
2014-10-01 01:57 am UTC (link)

Dennis chuckled huskily at the look of confusion on Wayne's face. "Sorry, seemed the easiest way to get here and avoid Rose."

He grinned. You had to hand it to the man, he had moxie. "I like everywhere," he breathed. "Let's go with everywhere."

A shiver went down Dennis' spine at Wayne's words, and his grin grew wider. Wordlessly, he took off his shirt and unzipped his jeans, sighing at the release of pressure against his throbbing erection. "Sounds fucking perfect," he said, pulling Wayne in for a deep kiss, impatiently pawing at the hem of his shirt.

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waynecymraeg
2014-10-01 03:24 am UTC (link)

Wayne knew better than to ask about Rose, whoever she was. When you're a guy with another guy, asking questions about women never leads anywhere good.

So instead, he kissed back hungrily, then broke off so he could pull his t-shirt over his head. "I like the way you think," Wayne murmured, pushing Dennis onto his back and crawling over him.

"What would you do if I...teased you?" he asked, grinning slyly and hovering his hand over Dennis's cock, not touching.

"Or I could just swallow you down and let you come down my throat."

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dennisthebrave
2014-10-01 02:31 pm UTC (link)

Dennis moaned slightly as the other man took control and pushed him onto his back. "I"m glad, my thinking is great," he slurred slightly, purposefully ignoring the section of his brain telling him that he should be more sober for this.

"Oh God- Oh Merlin," he gasped, looking at Wayne intently. "Please, just please." He rutted his hips slightly to emphasise the amount of want coursing through his veins. "I'm always up for a nice swallowing experience," he finally gasped.

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	waynecymraeg 2014-10-02 05:47 am UTC (link)
	"Well then, let's get started, shall we?" (Reply to this) (Parent)

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