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Adam Pucey (adampucey) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-11-04 01:12:00

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adam pucey, westly nott

WHO: Adam Pucey and Westly Nott
WHEN: BAckdated to the Hogsmeade trip.
WHERE: Hogsmeade, Honeyduke's
WHAT: Torture. Revenge.
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Closed / In Progress

It was a fine day in Hogsmeade. The atmosphere in the small Wizarding town had always held such high energy, a spark almost visible in the air, during the weekend trips from Hogwarts. Adam Pucey, a man who has seemingly decided to venture the children-infested streets by his lone self, dressed in rich dark robes and black shiny boots, trudged up uneven earth, his casual steps telling every on looker of no actual plans for the young man's dya. Though of course to the very few that knew him, one would know that this was all a front. Adam never did anything without reason...

His booted feet led him to Honeydukes, where he stepped inside the warm, sweet-smelling establishment with a great eagerness that he carefully behind a well-practiced mask of calm. Eyes searched every shelf he passed, until he found that one person who was his very reason why he came to the trip in the first place. He casually surveyed the shelves as he made his way to Westly, before he stopped just beside him, taking a packet of sugar quills to pretend to inspect and whispered so softly so the other would be the only one who could hear his teasing tone. "Stil mad at me?"

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adampucey
2008-11-04 10:49 pm UTC (link)

A knowing smile grazed his lips. "Have you ever wonderd what it would be like to live there?" he asked, keeping up the suspense.

The other's weight left him so suddenly that he was left in slight disorientation for a moment. But after a sight rustle of clothing, Westly returned, taking his hands to run over the smooth expanse of skin now exposed to his touch. He purred, fingers hungrily moving over Westly, taking advantage of what the other was allowing for the mean time. It suddenly occured to him how he was practically still fully-dressed, while the other was in his glorious naked form above him. "Aren't you going to let me see you?" he tried, leaning in to kiss what part of Wes he could reach, a spot on his chest probably. "Not even just once?"

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	wesnott 2008-11-04 10:59 pm UTC (link)
	"The thought had never occurred to me before now..." Westly said wondering exactly what Adam was trying to get at. Westly smirked at Adam's purr, giving out a slight moan of appreciation at those hands. His fingers curled in Adam's hair as he kissed his chest. "Nope... you're just going to have rely on memory." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

adampucey
2008-11-04 11:16 pm UTC (link)

A genuinely please smile crossed Adam's face. "Would you want to perhaps live there, if you knew someone in the vicinity?"

Adam's lower lips pouted just a little at the other's words. "But my memory doesn't give jusice to what beauty I know is before me right now." he kissed his chest again, before his tongue softly caressed is skin. "And you're depriving me of the chance to admire you properly, love..."

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wesnott
2008-11-04 11:27 pm UTC (link)

Westly arched an eyebrow at that question. "I would have to know someone near by... but it would depend on the person too."

He grinned at Adam's persistance. "You might as well stop asking, because I'm not giving in. That is the point.. I am depriving you," he said reaching between them to pull off Adam's cloak. His hands smoothed over Adam's chest, feeling him through his shirt, before the trailed down to the front of Adam's trousers.

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adampucey
2008-11-04 11:36 pm UTC (link)

It was amusing to witness the look of suspicion on the other's features. "What if that someone was me?" Adam asked, a most alluring smile on his features.

Deprivation was the sweetest form of torture, and Adam was experiencing such first hand. "You're the one with the power. Make me stop askking..." He wondered distantly if th other would go so much as gag him...

Adam suddenly felt colder suddenly as his cloak falling from his shoulders, but such was quickly replaced by the warm sensations offered by the other's hands on his chest. His hips suddenly rose when he felt a gentle caress against his trousers, a small whimper rising from his throat as the pleasure from the action seemed to have doubled without any forewarning. "Do that again..."

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wesnott
2008-11-04 11:43 pm UTC (link)

That made Westly paused. To have Adam nearby... or probably even live with him- in Venice. It would be amazing. They'd have the whole summer before they'd be separated again by Westly going back to Hogwarts. "Then I'd... seriously consider it," he said for his answer.

"I don't mind you begging and bargaining. I'm just tell you it's useless," he said tugging at Adam's hair to pull him back for another kiss. Slow and sweet...

Westly smirked at that whimper and he cupped Adam through his trousers. "You mean this? Do this again?" he said stroking him harder.

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adampucey
2008-11-04 11:52 pm UTC (link)

Adam could picture it clearly, too. Mornings of waking up beside Westly, afternoons strolling in the plazas.. Everything he has doe before but never with someone else... at least not with just one person in all of them. At the continuing rush of image, Adam craved for such things to come true more and more. "Come live with me for the summer." he repeated. "I have a big house all to myself and but one to share it with..."

A sigh. "Then I appreciate you informing me. I wouldn't wish to waste any of our time by doing something useless..." The other's fingers curled against his hair, pulling, the sharp pain almost too pleasurable as he was pulled in for another kiss. He rewarded such service with both of his hands on the ther's bottom' he kneaded and cupped the firm flesh under his hands, feeling every ripple of the other's muscles at his slightest touch. A sigh. "Yes..." he said, allowing his fingers to linger down, fingers tracing the other's slit, then his opening...

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wesnott
2008-11-04 11:58 pm UTC (link)

Westly bit his lip thinking. It would be... wonderful. Amazing. They wouldn't have to arrange meetings, no sneaking away after spending a night. It would just be them, together every day with no one to bother them or catch them. And doing all those wonderful things while in Venice. "I will," he said smirking that his summer problems had been solved.

He smirked at Adam's sarcasm but silenced him with a rough kiss, tugging at his hair. Westly moaned against Adam's lips as he felt the other's hands kneading his ass, tracing his entrance... "I want to feel your fingers inside me..." Westly mumbled against Adam's lips. Westly started to undo the front of Adam's trousers so he could reach inside to feel the other's erection.

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adampucey
2008-11-05 12:12 am UTC (link)

Smiles were too easy to fake; in fact, it was one of Adam's many talents. But he found that the one that generously grazed his features after Westly had agreed to live with him for the summer was one that reflected genuine happiness. He leaned in and placed a kiss on the other's lips. "Brilliant." he whispered, his eyes bright with excitement. "I'll be taking you to the Festivals- there are a LOT of those in the summer, muggle and wizard events. We could dress up, wear masks and just be ourselves and not have to worry about anyone but the other..."

The rough way the other was handling him, punishing him was divine. His scalp hurt with the pressure but it was one than mingled with pleasure as great as its pain. He moaned, the sound bouncing off the walls in the confined space. At the other's pleading, Adam couldn't find it in himself to deny him, fingers immediately brought to his lips, wetting them before they were reached between the other's legs to satisfy his request. Slowly, he pushed his middle in Westly, while he felt the other's clever fingers took him in his trousers. "I can't wait to be inside you..." he whispered, leaning closer to once against seal their lips in a hot open-mouthed kiss...

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wesnott
2008-11-05 12:25 am UTC (link)

"Brilliant..." Westly whispered back. "I've always wanted to go to Carnivale," he said smirking. The costumes, the events, the festivals... all the opportunities for the two of them. Just to be with one another. Oh and the Italian wine...

Westly moaned loudly, his hips shifting forward at the invasion of Adam's finger. He wasn't pleading for it exactly... more like demanding. At least Westly thought that. He kissed Adam back, slowly as he ran his tongue over Adam's lower lip. He tugged at Adam's cock pushing his trousers pants past his hips before letting go. "How much do you want me?" Westly said reaching up to undo the buttons of Adam's shirt pushing it open.

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adampucey
2008-11-05 12:38 am UTC (link)

Adam smiled. "Then you'll get to go to it. This summer. With me..." The thought was already leaving him incredibly high, and he was almost impatient with how slow time was now... "And we wont eat at the same place twice. I'll take you anywhere, even places outside Venice..."

Adam opened his mouth willingly for the other's sweet invading tongue, sucking it gently in his mouth before allonwing his own to brush against it, dancing in their own fluid rhythm. "I want you so bad, Westly." his finger curled within the other, twisting, stretching, lubricating the tight sheath before he added another and repeated the cycle. "Tell me what you want and it's yours..."

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wesnott
2008-11-05 12:48 am UTC (link)

The idea of it all... spending time. Being open and free to be with eachother, in such an amazing city... "What if we go to a restaurant I really like, and want to go to again?" he said teasing. It was overwhelming, and gave Westly such a satisfying and warm feeling inside. "Or we can just stay at home, and stay in bed all day..." he said. They didn't have to go out of the house everyday.

Westly moaned again, louder against Adam's mouth at his finger moving inside him. The slight pain of the stretch, but that pleasant numb, and the anticipation of more... "I want you to fuck me... fuck me till you make me come. Just me."

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adampucey
2008-11-05 10:33 am UTC (link)

Adam gave a hearty chuckle in response. "Then we shall dine there as many times as you'd wish!" He rained kisses all over the other's features, on his lips, his cheeks, the tip of his nose... "And yes, of course, we would occasionally stay home. All day... Doing what, I wonder..." A most devious smile.

The moan that escaped the other's lips encouraged him to increase the pressure of his hands, and and the pace of how he moved in and out of the other's opening. When the other voiced what he wanted, Adam smiled. "It's yours." he said, withdrawing his hands from the other before he pumped his own hard shaft. "I'm all yours, Wes..."

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wesnott
2008-11-05 12:24 pm UTC (link)

This actually sounded good to Westly. To know what he was going to do that summer, to have something to look forward too. Living with Adam... that just said a lot about how close they already were. "I can think of a few things..."

Westly was moaning and whimpering the push and pull of Adam's fingers. He loved that feeling... but he wanted something more substantial. He pulled his hand out of Adam's hair, running it over Adam's chest, while his other hand moved back down to Adam's hard on. "I want you inside..." Westly said whispering against Adam's ear.

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adampucey
2008-11-05 12:35 pm UTC (link)

"Oh?" Adam raised a pale curious brow. The images in his mind of his and Westly's summer were clear, almost as if such were memories, instead of mere imaginings. "Like what?"

The hot breath against his ear made chills crawl over his skin, like vines coiling through his limbs, until he was completely consumed by the subtle, sweet pleasure. Immediately, his hands felt for the other's waist, fingers digging into his skin as he lifted his delicious weight off of him. "Guide me..." he whispered back, lips finding purchase on the slope of the other'e neck. "You need to help me... I can't see..."

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wesnott
2008-11-05 01:23 pm UTC (link)

"Well... how big is this house. We'll have to explore it, thoroughly," Westly said grinning. Having a place he could literally fuck on any surface they wished, no restrictions. I would be amazing.

Adam was already ahead, lifting him up, but Westly lifted his hips up more, pulling himself closer to Adam. He reached down to stroke Adam's erection, and he guided himself down, so the head of Adam's cock was poking at his entrance, pushing it inside him. Westly whined, wanting Adam in now... "Adam..."

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adampucey
2008-11-05 04:14 pm UTC (link)

"Hmm... A jacuzzi fit for a king. A vast library that still needs exploring. Living area, dining area. A kitchen that's every chef's dream. A master bedroom that reminded me all too much of the absence of a companion... A LOT of thorough exploration there." Adam grinned back. Plenty of surfaces indeed. "I am not complaining though. I'm... adventurous, you could say. My sole concern remains to be you..."

The sound of the other's whines and moans were music to him. Fingers dug deeper unto pale skin as Westly maneuvered their positions and guided Adam into his entrance. Adam gritted his teeth as the familiar tightness enclosed the head of his member, a strong irresistible pull. Hips sharply rose to meet that heat, impaling Westly onto him, pushing himself all the way inside until the other couldn't take any more of him. His warmth enveloped every inch of him, muscles constricting, clinging onto him like a vice grip, and Adam swore he could see stars against the black backdrop of his closed lids. His lips found Westly's neck, moans of ecstacy escaping his lips as he clung to the other, allowing him to adjust to him even though it was clear with the way the other's muscles readily relaxed to his invading cock that such wouldn't devour too much of their time. "I knew it." he whispered hotly. "I knew you'd get used to me soon enough..." Without allowing the other ample time to digest his words, he wound his hands around his lover's slim torso until his hands landed on the curve of his firm ass; he lifted Westly until he was almost completely out of him, senations still heightened due to his lack of sight, before pulling the other back down...

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wesnott
2008-11-05 04:26 pm UTC (link)

"Well you'll have a companion there this summer..." Westly said grinning. He liked that it had been absent of one before. That Westly would be the only one to actually live with Adam. "You'll have to show me just how adventurous you can be..."

Westly tightened his arms around Adam's shoulders, holding himself upright, as Adam's arms held his waist, and impaled him down on Adam's cock. He let out a strained breath as he was being filled. The painful stretch, which was getting better with each time they were together... the warmth inside him, and listening to Adam's sounds. Westly couldn't respond at all to Adam's snide comment before he was whimpering and being pulled off Adam's shaft, only to be pulled down again. Harder, and if it was possible deeper. Westly clung to Adam, moaning at the sensations wracking his body. "Oh fuck... more..."

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adampucey
2008-11-05 04:45 pm UTC (link)

The occasional companion did not play a significant enough role to be considered 'company' for Adam. Perhaps a few trysts have been had, although the rooms were left sacred and resrved for his private use. No one has ever spent the night in his mone; still, the prospect of sharing him bed with Westly was something he was welcome to, something that left him anticipaing, counting the days until that first evening with him. A smile grazed his lips at the other's sure tone. "What we can accomplish would not solely rely on my willingness to explore. You, my love, need to be as open to things as I am..."

More? It was a welcome request in his mind, even though he could feel himself driving into the very brink of Westly with each thrust. He granted the other's request, however, driving himself faster, deeper, into his lover's warmth, hips lifting off the floor to meet Westly's to hit that spot that elicited the best responses. He fucked Westly with abandon, surrendering into his senses, listening to Westly's needs with his own body and responding to them the best way he knew he should. Sweat trickled from his forehead to his chin, the air around them growing damp from the heat emanating from the two naked male bodies in the middle of the Shrieking Shack living area....

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wesnott
2008-11-05 07:50 pm UTC (link)

Westly scrunched his nose at that comment, feeling it was in reference to their earlier disagreement. "When it comes to exploring a richly decorated house in Venice... I'm open to many things. And on many things," he said rubbing his nose against the other's.

He was moaning without hesitation now, as Adam moved within him relentlessly. His cock kept thrusting into that inner hitch that made Westly go week. He clung to Adam's shoulders, just holding on as he felt his climax approaching. "Adam..." he mummered, feeling it so close... Then he felt his muscles let go, and he cried out, his head thrust back as he came violently. His hips crushed down against Adam, and the other's hard cock was buried deep inside. His body shivered against Adam's body. He was trying to catch his breath, as he whispered in Adam's ear. "Lay me on my back. Push me back on the blanket..." he instructed, reaching behind Adam's head to untie the blindfold.

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adampucey
2008-11-05 08:41 pm UTC (link)

The gesture of the other brushing his nose against his was sweet- almost romantic. Another thing that couples usually do. Were they a couple now? "As am I." he replied, not moving away. "But Hogwarts will take you away from me for a year after our summer. Tell me... do you have... any plans on returning to me?"

Adam allowed Westly to ride him, the other's weight on his hips as he moved, hands tight on his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. At his whispered name, Adam held him close, his instincts dictating his actions. Not soon after, the boy came undone in his arms without his help, a warm spurt of his come staining his front though it was such a thing that barely registered to him as the other's hot breath trailed down his neck. He held him, his hard shaft still in him and waited until the other spoke again...

At the other's request, he nodded; his strong arms slowly laid Westly on his back on the blankets, traced the quivering thighs with his fingers so he could spread them open and easily moved on top of him. It was only at this moment that the blindfold fell from his eyes, and he blinked; as he allowed his sight to readjust, he pulled his soiled shirt from his head, leaning moving down to claim Westly's lips with his. A subtle thrust of his hip. "How does that feel?"

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wesnott
2008-11-05 08:58 pm UTC (link)

Westly blinked thinking about the idea. That was... well into the future. Who knew what could happen. Adam would be out in the real world. What if he had to get married and produce heirs or something? Or simply just didn't want him anymore... "If you still want me, after that long."

And he did quiver at the simple touch on his skin. He was so sensitized now just shortly after his orgasm. He could feel the strain in his legs as Adam pushed them wider, and he moaned softly. And of course he could still feel Adam thick inside him. He whimpered at the simple thrust. "Good..." and painful too, but it was okay to take some of the pain with pleasure. "Do it again..."

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adampucey
2008-11-05 10:36 pm UTC (link)

With but a simple assurance that Westly would still want him in a year's time, Adam couldn't see how he wouldn not want him. But after a moment of reflection, his eyes unfocusing, he dreaded his own frailty, his ever-changing taste for things. Wth Westly's absence, would he still find himself craving for him after a ten month disappearance? "I don't..." want to "...see why I won't." he said, offering the other a most comforting smile, the back of his fingers brushing down the curve of the other's jaw, his vain attempt to disguise his momentary lapse.

One hand was braced under Westly's weight, while the other was free to explore the body laid down before him. Lips found the other's cheek, trailing lazy kisses over the flushed skin. Again, he gave a slightly thrust inside Westly, this one a little sharper than the one before it. "Tell me when it hurts..." he whispered, fingers trailing up and down the other's flat stomach, occasionally brushing his member, as he slowly continued his hips' movements....

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wesnott
2008-11-05 10:46 pm UTC (link)

Westly leaned his face into those fingers brushing his jaw. He... hoped that was a year. He was leaving a lot open here, and hoping for the future... "I wouldn't mind having someone waiting for me when I was done school..."

He hummed at those lazy kisses over his skin, and he gave a sharp intake of breath as those hips shifted against him again. Westly could feel the tug, but it wasn't painful yet. And the occasional brush of Adam's hand on his member... Westly could see himself getting aroused again very soon.

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adampucey
2008-11-05 11:07 pm UTC (link)

It was almost painful to have all the raw emotions between them; he felt bare under the other's gaze, listening to the other's words and it remained an ucertainty to him if such was a something he was comfortable with. "That's good to hear." he smiled again, watching the seemingly choreographed movements of Westly's head as it moved against his hand. He drew patterns across the other's skin, before tracing the line of his lips.

Adam built a slow rhythm, gradually progressing with the other's subtle encouragements. His hands found the other's member agains, and massaging the sensitive muscle, fingers very lightly brushing over the skin before closing around the base, and started to move them in time with his thrusts. "Get hard for me again, Wes..." he pleaded against the other's lips...