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Adam Pucey (adampucey) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-11-18 00:58:00

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adam pucey, westly nott

WHO: Adam Pucey and Westly Nott
WHAT: A confrontation.
WHEN: Night.
WHERE: Dungeons. In front of the room.
RATING: TBA. High for Language.
STATUS: Closed / In Progress ; Partly-Logged

Westly couldn't stand just being in Slytherin anymore. Except for his mission earlier that day of putting graffti in all the girl's washrooms, he'd stayed in Slytherin all day avoiding class. He felt miserable, and he didn't know what to do with himself. He considered going to see Calli again, but he didn't know what else he could say to her.

He looked up in the corridor he was walking, and found himself in the familiar hallway. The classroom where everything where all the problems started was coming up, and Westly almost felt like turning back to go another way. He felt like he was going to be sick, so he had to stop for a moment to lean against the wall.

Adam left the library from his meeting with Alice with a heavy heart. The burdedn in his chest since a few days back had been a constant, and he was starting to fear that the respiration problems could already have evolved into a serious... illness. Because that's what he felt: sick. Meals were spent pretending he was eating while he merely pushed his food around his plate, distracting people with chatter long enough that they would not realize he hadn't eaten a thing until he was gone. His nights left him restless, and his days, in a trance.

Now, It was an almost unconcsious action that his feet were leading him through the castle, down the steps to the dungeons. He hadn't realized he was returning to the classroom Wood had seen him and Westly, until he was standing in fron of it, his eyes highlighting the familiar door. Such a masichist he was. A hand reached up to clutch his chest at the sudden pain as the memories returned. Should he go in?

Westly was taking a deep breath, trying to keep control since he was so close to the classroom. He felt so tired, and sick of all of it. But when he looked up he pushed away from the wall that time. He saw Adam there, with his hand on the door. Did he even see him there?

"What the fuck do you think you're doing here?" he said yelling more than he had expected. He was sure that would get Adam's attention. And now he didn't feel so weak anymore. He was full of adrenline. But he was shaking. He needed to do something. His emotions were building again. And he wasn't going to give Adam Pucey the benefit of seeing him crying.

Adam hadn't seen him. A marching band would have passed and he wouldn't have noticed that either. But his voice. It sliced through his trance like a dagger, and his head turned sharply towards the source. "I'm allowed to go wherever I want." he stated, the darkness concealing the slight widening of his eyes. He had to commend himself for keeping his tone and expression neutral- almost bored- as he looked at Westy. The hand on his chest let go, and he ran his fingers through his hair "What are you doing here?"

"It's the dungeons, my common room isn't very far away," Westly said trying not to grit his teeth loudly. God his eyes felt like they were going to start burning, but he wasn't going to cry. Damn him... Westly wanted to say something... do something that would hurt Adam. Hurt him as much as he was hurting now. But he couldn't think of anything... "I was only passing by anyway," Westly said staggering forward as he meant to just walk on by Adam and leave the corridor.

A raised brow. "Why did you stop at the sight of me then?" Adam knew he was provoking some violent response from Westly, but he didn't care. The other was here, and everythig about him just felt painfully familiar- his scent even lingering in the air. He wanted more. He needed this- he had to do something to make him stay. "In fact, why did you even bother talking to me? I wouldn't have noticed you if you just passed me by..."

He should have just ignored him. It was obvious that Adam was just trying to provoke him. But it hurt... what he said really hurt. Westly felt like he couldn't breath if he didn't do something. Fuck... why did he had to say that. "You Bastard!" Westly said yelling and putting his strenth into slamming Adam against the door. "I knew it then. You only wanted me for a few good fucks! I knew it even from the very beginning! Once you know I was into blokes, you just had to make me some kind of peg. Let's fuck up with Westly Nott's life! Another Pureblood, what a conquest!" he said yelling. He sucked in a breath in order to continue. "But no! I convinced myself you actually cared about me! I believed your lies!!! So when trouble comes, I just ask for a small break so we could protect what we have... you move on. You don't even TELL me it's over!!! Just overnight you have a girlfriend!!! Someone you can be in public with, and I can't even accuse you of anything because we had to be a secret!" Westly continued his hands tightening in fists in Adam's shirt. "I can't believe I worried about you. About you getting caught if we kept being careless!!! But you didn't even care!!"

It had definitely caught Adam off guard when Westly marched to him and slammed him up against the wall. His head had a rather painful collision with the hard surface, his vision blurring a bit so he had to close his eyes. But his voice, it was clear and pronounced as he spoke to him, each word feeling like a jab to his chest. He endured Westly's every false accusation, while he revelled at the sweet irony the pleasure from other's nearness afforded him, his hands finding the other's wrists as he tried to loosen the other's grip. "You don't know what you're saying." he said, his voice controlled. There it was, the anger he was looking for, clear in the others eyes, in his tone. But it hurt- giving him more pain than he was already enduring. "How dare you to fucking turn this around on me when I wasn't the one who left you! YOU left ME, Westly. You watched while I fell apart right before your eyes and didn't do a single thing about it!"

"I know EXACTLY what I'm saying!!!" Westly said yelling, trying to pull his wrists out of Adam's grasp. "And I WILL turn it back on you! Weren't you even listening Thursday? Or did your brain just shut off at the word BREAK! I said we'd wait for a couple of weeks at MOST! I didn't leave you! We only have five minutes Adam, and I was thinking about you! Thinking about what would happen if we were revealed! How you'd get disowned! And then I thought you were angry with me over that, so I LEFT! You weren't listening to me ANYWAY!" Westly said defending himself. "And what the fuck does that matter anyway, you're the one that went and got a new girlfriend over night! And flaunting that all in public. I hate you! I HATE you so much Adam Pucey!!!"

Adam's eyes greedily drank the sight of Wes so close to him again. It was pure agony having not seen him for so long, and not be able to touch him. He couldn't help the way his fingers softly ran over the other's hands on him, feeling the stress of the muscles from gripping him so tight. "I couldn't listen to anything else." he admitted, his expression pained. "No, no, Westly, you left me, without a promise of getting back together. What was I supposed to think?" He felt the bitterness of guilt on his tongue when Westly spoke of his concern over him, and not himself. He cared that much about him? "I wouldn't have wanted to find someone else to fill the huge void you've left in me if you didn't leave me in the first place. The fact that you even suggested it, Westly..." he said his name softly, all defenses slowly crumbling down. "I can't stand being away from you for a day. While you apparently can. That mere fact has been tearing at me since you said it. How could you take that away from me? From us?" A look of shock, then sadness masked his features when the other said he hated him. Hands, surprisingly gentle, found the side of the other's neck. "No. No you don't." he pleaded. "You don't hate me..."

"I said it was a break!!" Westly was very fervent on this. It wasn't his fault!! He didn't end it, they were just going too fast... they needed to slow down. And then it all crumbled away so quickly. It was harder not to cry now. Adam wasn't yelling and Westly voice was straining from yelling before, and now his throat hurt from holding back his sobs. "You could have said no... I would have been fine with no! But you went for someone else Adam!!! You didn't come back to me, to convince me. To fight for me! You just let me think it was over! You were cruel, and you hurt me when I was already missing you!" He said shaking his head. "You're wrong! I couldn't stand it, I would have come back to you right away after the horrible night I had Thursday. But you were with HER! What was I supposed to do!?" He tried not to look at Adam, not when his hands moved to his neck. And he was pleading, and he shook his head. "I should hate you!"

"A break means separation nonetheless." Adam interjected. "Either way it had meant that you can take being apart from me, and that broke me. YOU suggested a break, these things aren't exactly negotiable! If you didn't want to be with me, why would I keep hurting you by insisting that you stayed? I couldn't have fought for you, if you didn't want me to..." Clearly, there were things left unexplained, and lines misinterpretted between them. Adam's lips parted when the other told him he missed him. Oh, if the other only knew what he had been going through. "Tell me you don't want Alice in my life." he said, his thumbs drawing slow circles on his skin, a complete contrast to their almost brutal exchange of words. Though he had caused this anguish to Westly, he didn't think the pain that would come would hurt him more. "You know you should. You have every right to. But I know you don't. You don't hate me, Westly..."

"I didn't... I didn't think it would affect you so much. It was only an idea! We weren't thinking straight, or being careful. And we should have been! I just... needed to think. I needed time..." Westly said shaking his head, not wanting to accept blame for this. This stupid misunderstanding. "If you really didn't want to be away from me, you could have convinced me out of it... but instead you pushed me away!" Wes said feeling so weak now. He felt those thumbs on his skin, so Westly was resolved to close his eyes so he couldn't see Adam. Tightened his lids to fight off the tears. "I don't want you to have Alice in your life," he said though it should have been a given already. "I don't hate you..."

"It did, Westly." Adam said. "And I didn't push you away! I let you go. I though it was what you wanted! Why would I stop you if you wanted to go?" It wasn't as if Adam was placing all the blame on Westly's shoulders. The truth remained that it got bigger because of his recent decisions, and he knew he owed Westly the truth even though it might lead to more anger... to him moving away from him again. "She never was anything more than a friend..." he admitted in a whisper, his eyes looking intently at Wes. "We were never together..."

"You did push me away! When I would have fixed everything the next day, you were with her, and I couldn't do anything about it! You hurt me Adam!! Maybe it was hurting me back for what I did, but I didn't MEAN TO!" he said but he was already crumbling in his resolve to yell. Westly opened his eyes looking at Adam at that whisper. "What do you mean? "

Westy was so close already, that with the smallest movement, he could claim those soft lips in his. And he knew the other wouldn't protest. But at the same time, he knew he had to answer him- to admit the fault he has done to him. "Alice and I were never a couple. We're not dating. At all." he said, the pride he had earlier felt for his brilliant plan absent now. All he felt was guilt, and the undeniable pain that came with it. "The public displays were but a front. To... to get to you." he sighed, releasing Westly before the other could push him away, leaving his cold hands on his sides. "She was the best person for the job, and she agreed to it too easily. If there was one figure that would create a scandal as big as if you and I had been exposed, it was her. And I was right. The news spread like wildfire. And it... got to you." He casted his eyes down. "I wanted you back. It seemed at the time, the only way I could do so. I wanted to cling to the hope that you still wanted me... and that maybe you just needed the smallest push for you to realize you've made a mistake by breaking things off. But... you didn't..."

Westly's mouth gaped at what he was hearing. No... that was just... He would have been able to see through a fake. That just didn't make sense. If Adam had been that desperate who could have just come to him directly. "Merlin Pucey, for a Bloody Ravenclaw you're so STUPID!" he said smacking Adam in the arm. "You should have just come to me! I didn't break it off, but you missed that... so instead, you do this?" he said shaking his head. "It was CRUEL Adam! I thought you were cheating on me! And you were right it was public, and big, and I couldn't do anything about it because it would have just included me in that scandal! I can't BELIEVE you!" he said. He was mad... he just didn't know what to do. Where they were going to go from here. Clearly Adam wanted him back, he said so. But this couldn't be just forgotten so easily... Adam had broken his heart. He'd made him cry. Adam would have to fix this.

Not a twitch or a flinch happened to Adam when Westly hit him on his arm. He felt so overwhelmed that he was suddenly left completely... numb. He saw the other recoil at his revelation, one that bordered disgust it seemed, and such left him feeling something he has never experienced: he felt ashamed. It was true, every word that came from the other. He truly was cruel, and he was so aware of the fact at the time, consumed him that it blinded him from everything else. "I didn't know." he repeated, his voice reflecting his exhaustion. "I couldn't have come to you. I believed you left me then..." Westly's anger was poisoning the air between them, and Adam knew that if he didn't act fast, he would lose the other. In one quick decision, he pulled the other in the room. He closed the door behind Westly, locking it effectively this time, and pushing the other lightly against the hard wood. Darkness blinded his eyes for a second, but when his eyes adjusted to the weak light casted from the windows, he could see him clearly again, an angel with strong but pained features standing before him. "Tell me what I need to do." he asked, moving to stand close to him. His hands itched to reach out for him in the dark, to run on the smooth skin of his arm, his torso, but he refrained, keeping his hands in fists on his side. "I'll do what you need me to. I just... can't bear the thought of you hating me, of you leaving me again when it's so painfully obvious how we... need each other... how we scream for the other's nearness... Please, tell me I haven't completely fucked this up."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 10:58 pm UTC (link)

Adam had to frown at the other's words. If he could block out even Pritchard, he was truly devastated before, wasn't he? But he had to admit, the other's prank was pretty hilarious. "I bet. Knowing him, he won't get over this for a while. I suggest you stay safe, my love. I wouldn't want to have a brawl with him if he does something to you..." His hand trailed down the other's arm until he reached his hands. He lightly laced their hands together, as he looked at him. He couldn't find it in himself to be upset; he didn't have any reason to. "Though I have to say I didn't actually cheat on you, given that I was under the impression that you left me, I feel strangely partial to you referring to me as your boyfriend. Thank you." he said. "And I have to say, I'm... proud of you." A small smile. "How did Callidora hat the news? I bet she hates your boyfriend now, doesn't she?"

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wesnott
2008-11-17 11:03 pm UTC (link)

"You're just going to have to stay ridiculously close to me to keep me safe then. To protect me," Westly said grinning and suggestive. "Well at the time, I was under the impression you were cheating on me," Westly said a bit indignantly, but he did feel guilty. He laughed too though. "What else was I supposed to call you?" He smiled too when Adam said he was proud of him. "She deserved to know. And she's not an empty shell anymore, so she was actually able to help comfort me. Calli was definitely shocked... but I think she felt more guilty that she had been so self absorbed that she didn't notice on her own," he said shrugging. "Oh yes, she wants to kill you."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 11:21 pm UTC (link)

Adam laughed lightly, his lungs hurting in the slightest, a little unused to the action in the past days. In fact, even smiling took a little effort but was something he couldn't help. "I'll stay as close as you want me to." he said. Lightly, he tugged the other into the room and stopped in front of the open window. He moved behind him and wound his arms around his torso, resting his chin on Wes' shoulder. "Is this close enough?" he asked, nuzzling the other's neck. "I'm fine with what you've chose. Boyfriend is fine. And I guessed as much..." he said about Calli wanting to kill him. "I'm thankful you hadn't mentioned my name. My sister would have gladly joined her in murdering me..." A pause. "You wouldn't let them kill me, would you?"

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wesnott
2008-11-17 11:27 pm UTC (link)

"You could be closer, but we wouldn't be able to go into public like that," Westly said smirking and leaned back into Adam's chest as he held him. "Well then we'll stick with boyfriend," he shrugged and nuzzled back at Adam's head. "Well if I kept your name a secret, even when you'd hurt me, I think that's a good indication that I'd keep you alive now. Now that you know I love you."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 11:35 pm UTC (link)

Adam interlaced both theri hands before he brought their arms around Westly. "I suppose. More than ever, I want to protect this..." He didn't want the pat days to happen again- it might just be the end of him. "You're truly too good to me." he whispered. "and I like hearing you say that, as if it's the most natural thing in the world." He placed a kiss on the other's neck. "Is there anything else you'd wish to ask me about? I... want to hear what's on your mind..."

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	wesnott 2008-11-17 11:46 pm UTC (link)
	"I know I am. You're so lucky," Westly said smiling looking up at Adam when he whispered he was too good. He hummed softly at that kiss on his neck, but he tried to think. Was there anything else? He didn't think so. "I don't know. I don't think there is anything else..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

adampucey
2008-11-18 03:28 am UTC (link)

"I know I am." It felt amzing being forgiven, then being told he was loved after. It made him wonder what had been delaying the two of them from realizing or expressing their feelings, that if this fiasco had not happened, would either of them would have mustered the strength to admit it first. "You do realize we have to thank Wood, don't you?" he asked, laughing a little. "Though he's the reason for our heartbreak, this beautiful reconcilliation wouldn't have happened without it. Think a gift basket would work? Or perhaps a stripper? A pony?"

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wesnott
2008-11-18 12:08 pm UTC (link)

Westly scrunched up his nose at that suggestion. "No. I don't think so," he said shaking his head. "I'd like to think we could have gotten to this point on our own. Besides, I don't think he exactly wants to be reminded of it again, anyway." he said. There would be no thanking anyone who was on the list. That's when Westly turned around in Adams arms, letting go of the others hands, and he ran them up Adams chest instead. "I don't want to think about Wood anymore."

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	adampucey 2008-11-18 12:31 pm UTC (link)
	"Although the fact remains that Wood sped up the process, despite how painful it all was..." Adam had meant to continue on with justifying his sudden thought when he suddenly found Westly turning in his arm, and soft, familiar hands finding his chest. "What do you want us to talk about instead, then?" he asked, his own hands finding the other's waist. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wesnott 2008-11-18 12:46 pm UTC (link)
	"Well I should tell you... I have been lamenting over the idea that I was never going to get to see the inside of the boy's dorm in Ravenclaw..." Wes said with a pout on his face. "Which is probably what reminded me about my revenge on Pritchard..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

adampucey
2008-11-18 12:59 pm UTC (link)

Adam's lower lip pursed in a playful pout at the other's words. "You still can." he said with a smile that he hoped would comfort the other. How could he ever resist that pout? "We could plan it. I would love to take you there now, but that would be risky. All of my roommates are there, and there is no assurance they're already sleeping. But..." He closed his hands around the other's wrist. "... we could take a walk outside?" he siggested. "I don't think we've ever done that before..."

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	wesnott 2008-11-18 01:05 pm UTC (link)
	"We plan it then," Westly said leaning closer into Adam's chest looking up at him. He felt the hands move to his wrists though and arched an eyebrow. "Well we've been outside before this late... I just don't think we've ever done much walking. Sure," Wes said smiling. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

adampucey
2008-11-18 01:32 pm UTC (link)

When Westly had agreed to his small request, an excited smile crossed Adam's face, one that reached his eyes. He took Westly's hand in his and tugged, pulling the other across the room towards the door. He led them both to the dark corridor outside and he pulled the other to his side. After giving the other a grin, he pulled him to the Main Hall, his steps stoppping as he eyed the doors that led to the Main Hall. "Do you think they lock the Main Hall after curfew?" he wondered out loud.

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	wesnott 2008-11-18 02:13 pm UTC (link)
	Westly let Adam pull him along, and he stepped up and moved into Adam's side. He just needed to be close to him now, as close as possible, and never move away. "Ummm that may be a distinct possibility," he said about the door being locked. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

adampucey
2008-11-18 02:42 pm UTC (link)

A truly devious smile crossed Adam's lips when the other affirmed his statement. Pulling the other beside him, he neared the door. A twist at the knob told him that no, the doors to the Main Hall are not locked after hours. Quite unlike the way he has always seen the Hall, the inside was nto dark, even a little creepy with the week lighting, but as he looked up, he smiled when he saw the enchanted ceiling, the skies calm and strewn with blinking diamonds. Without a second thought, he pulled Wes inside and locked the door behind him. "Now, isn't this something..." he said, looking around the grand, quiet space, his voice echoing off the walls. His hand released Westly as he lightly jumped on the nearest seat, then the table, his movements graceful that one would think he was dancing. Smiling, he reached a hand out to Westly. "Up."

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wesnott
2008-11-18 03:02 pm UTC (link)

Westly thought they were supposed to be going outside, so he was suddenly surprised at being redirected. But at least Adam was being careful to lock the door... especially when they were more likely to get caught in the Great Hall than anywhere else. Westly laughed shaking his head, wondering what Adam was doing as he climbed up on top of the table. "What are you doing?" he asked, but he stretched his hand out for Adam to pull him up with him.

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adampucey
2008-11-18 03:11 pm UTC (link)

"I'm in the mood to be silly." Adam said simply, pulling the other up beside him. His hand was holding the other's securely as he lightly strolled down the table, towards the other end. "We could walk under the stars, without being outside. I say it's genius." He started to walk backwards, and pointed at the charmed ceiling. "And I've just realized we've never been together in the Great Hall. You have always sat so far away. I'd merely wish to take advantage of this moment where its only you..." He kissed the back of the other's hand. "... and me in here. I'd like to remember this night with as much good memories as we can make..."

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wesnott
2008-11-18 03:19 pm UTC (link)

"I can see that," Westly said smiling as Adam pulled him and as they walked down the table. "Very clever," he said looking up at the enchanted ceiling, and he wrapped an arm around Adam's back as he leaned his head against Adam's shoulder. "That's now my fault you're in a different house," he said teasing poking in the side. "We make impressive memories together. Whether they are good or bad."

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adampucey
2008-11-18 03:28 pm UTC (link)

Adam immediately welcomed Westly in his arms, bringing it around the other's shoulder as he pulled him closer. There was a skip in his step, a smile on his features, and he knew he owed it all to him. "Now, we're on the Ravenclaw table together." he pointed out. "Something I've always wanted to do, but never have for obvious reasons. I'm happy. In fact, I propose we do whatever we want right now. Go where we've always wanted to go together..." His gaze looked across the room to the Slytherin Table. "Have you always wanted me on your table? We can do that now..."

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wesnott
2008-11-18 03:35 pm UTC (link)

Westly was very amused in how happy Adam was. Not that he wasn't happy either, but he would have showed it in different ways, but Adam's attitudes was infectious. Though Westly didn't exactly want to skip... "Where else did we want to go together, inside the castle?" he asked curiously. Westly looked over at the Slytherin table and laughed. "Well maybe. Depends on what you're implying as 'on the table'."

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	adampucey 2008-11-18 03:43 pm UTC (link)
	"I've always thought about walking with you in the Halls. Though I suppose that's rather broad... Wouldn't you want to take me anywhere?" Adam ran one hand through his hair, then smiled at the other's suggestive statement. "Well... what do you want me to mean?" A smirk. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

wesnott
2008-11-18 03:49 pm UTC (link)

"Well, we've already been able to get around quite easily..." Westly said smirking thinking of all the places they'd been... even if they had been hidden. "You do still need to help me sneak into the Prefect's bathroom. But not tonight," he said smirking back at Adam. "Well just sitting there so uninspired, when we have the whole Great Hall, to ourselves. Especially with how creative the two of us can get."

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adampucey
2008-11-18 04:10 pm UTC (link)

"Not in public." Adam mentioned. Though he knew he could never go out in public with his relationship with Westly, it was still something he can't stop thinking about. Perhaps it was true that the things you can't have are the most desirable. "Oh, yes, the Prefect's Bathroom." he echoed, remembering the other mentioning his fantasies.

At the other's next words, Adam gave him a look of confusion. "SO is that a yes?" Without waiting for an answer, Adam released Wes, jumped down the seat and crossed the room to the Slytherin Table, climbing chairs and tables with the same graceful jumps he did before. Upon reaching his destination, he sat on the table facing Wes, a feral grin on his features as his hands tapped on his lap invitingly for the other...

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wesnott
2008-11-18 04:16 pm UTC (link)

"Well... that's not going to be possible," Westly said, unless they were both willing to come out to everyone. He could see Adam was hesitant about it. He smirked though as Adam remembered his Prefect's Room fantasy.

West laughed as he watched Adam take off across the Great Hall. Westly stepped down from the Ravenclaw table gracefully, as he walked over to his familiar table. But instead of climbing on it like before, Westly moved to the invitation, he stepped up on the bench and sat down into Adam's lap easily, his knees straddling Adam's lap.

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adampucey
2008-11-18 04:27 pm UTC (link)

"I know." Adam agreed quietly witha soft nod of his head. "Though I have thought about it a lot in the past. I think we could graze the halls in the same fashion, together, holding hands, just minus the people. We could use that creativity we pride ourselves for with our imagination..."

It was as if the past days had not happened, and once again, Adam found himself and Westly moving into a comfortable place. It was difficult for him not to notice how careful the other was compared to him as he left the Ravenclaw table to go to him. He smiled broadly when he saw the other approach, then settle on his lap. His hands raked lightly up the other's thighs, before they landed on Wes' lower back. He pulled him closer, his head looking up to meet the other's gaze. "Was this what you had in mind?" A low whisper.