potter; EVAN (potterlings) wrote in reduxpitch, @ 2016-05-04 13:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, character: evan potter, location: diagon alley, retired character: andrew kirke |
who ? andrew kirke and evan potter
when ? wednesday evening, 4th may
where ? evan’s flat
what ? evan has exams coming up, so he’s forgotten he has a boyfriend
rating ? nc-17
status ? complete // part 2
ooc: part one
Evan didn’t really need a carer, or, well, he liked to think he didn’t. Sure, he got too absorbed into studying but it seemed unfair to expect for Andrew to make sure Evan was eating and sleeping. It was hardly Andrew’s job (it was no one’s job but Evan’s) and Evan wouldn’t expect him to do that. It was nice that Andrew said he could, but Evan never expected even his family to do that, so he was hardly going to expect Andrew to. Still, Evan did appreciate the offer. The fact that Andrew seemed to care enough to even bother meant a lot. And then he was confirming that he wanted to be here and that made Evan smile. It was much easier and straightforward to accept the words as the truth that to question them, because as far as Evan knew, Andrew had never not been honest with him. So he really must have wanted to be here. That made Evan feel a warmth settle low in his belly.
“I like it when you bother me,” Evan assured Andrew with a slow grin, peppering kisses down Andrew’s chin and then neck. He shifted his body to lean more into Andrew, moving to press Andrew’s body between his own and the mattress beneath them. “You’re much more interesting than magical influences on gypsum,” he said, dragging his hands over Andrew’s bare sides. Andrew was more interesting than majority of the things Evan had to study, he just didn’t really have the choice. Being able to trace all the bends and curves of Andrew’s skin with his tongue wasn’t going to get Evan a first in an essay. Which was pretty disappointing, but alas the reality. “And warmer,” Evan told him in between the kisses against Andrew’s skin. “And prettier,” well, Andrew had said it was nice to hear things like how glad Evan was to have him here, so it was reasonable for Evan to presume that he should give all the assurances. “Much hotter, too,” Evan said pushing his hip down against Andrew, grinding into him, before smirking into Andrew’s skin. “About the same level of hard, tho,” Evan teased.
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Andrew hummed in response to being told he was more interesting than magical influences on gypsum. That was good. Evan’s body pressing his body into the mattress, that was also good and Andrew voiced his approval more audibly, forgetting that they hadn’t bothered to cast a silencing charm. He smoothed his hands down Evan’s spine, fingertips just digging into the swell of his arse. Unable to resist, he arched his hips up into the pressure of Evan grinding against him. “Is that a complaint?” he teased. “Because I could probably be harder if I really concentrated.” It was half a life - in that it really wouldn’t require very much concentration at all.
Tilting his head, Andrew found Evan’s mouth and kissed him, his tongue gently demanding access. Sleepy or otherwise, he liked kissing Evan, being close to Evan. The hours of uncertainty and waiting didn’t matter in the long run, not as long as he was still welcome in Evan’s room, and his bed. His hands move to Evan’s hips. If they were going to do this, Andrew was more than willing to do the physical work. He smirked against the corner of Evan’s lips. “You’d fall right asleep if I gave you a blow job right now, wouldn’t you?” That would certainly be one way to make sure Evan got his rest.
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There was no objection from Evan when Andrew arched upwards into him, quite the opposite, really, as Evan have a low moan of approval, pushing his own body down to seek the contact. “Well, I do like a challenge,” Evan said as he moved so Andrew’s lips could find his for a kiss. Evan, too, liked the kissing and being close to Andrew. As much as studying did absorb Evan’s attention, Andrew had rather successfully pulled him away from that and now all of Evan’s attention was on Andrew and the way his body felt beneath Evan’s. A hand slipped between them and Evan’s fingers wrapped around Andrew’s half hard cock, he could definitely help with making it harder than magical influences to gypsum, he was sure. Enjoy it more, too.
At Andrew’s question, Evan have a small laugh. “I’ll probably fall asleep half-way through it,” he commented honestly. As much as Evan did want all of this, and his body was doing a great deal of work to illustrate that as it leaned into Andrew, Evan’s own erection hardening, he was also pretty sure that there was very little energy within him to do much more than suggestive talking and seeking out of touches. “But don’t let that discourage you,” Evan added, pulling Andrew into another kiss as his hand lazily moved up and down Andrew’s cock. He could at least give a good go to staying awake, Evan was sure.
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The idea of Evan falling asleep in the middle of a blowjob was a lot less appealing than the idea of him falling asleep right after, satisfied. Andrew didn’t have much time to contemplate why, because Evan’s hand was on his cock, coaxing him to hardness and pulling a low moan from him. Then Evan was kissing him and Andrew kissed back, nibbling at Evan’s lower lip before sliding his tongue out to meet Evan’s. “If you insist,” he murmured between kisses. Slowly, he pushed Evan off him, reversing their positions until he was caging Evan against the mattress, pressing slow kisses down his chest, pausing to devote attention to Evan’s nipples. “Maybe I can keep you awake long enough to come,” he teased, hand slipping down ahead of his mouth to find Evan’s erection.
He didn’t waste much time, because it was late and Evan hadn’t slept in too long, before he nudged Evan’s legs apart and settled between them, hands on Evan’s thighs as his mouth traced the sharp line of Evan’s hip bone. Looking up Evan’s body, he titled his head slightly. “If you fall asleep do you want me to stop?” Andrew really had no idea what the etiquette for this might be. His usual practice - before Evan - was with people who’d very clearly started their evening (or afternoon, or morning) looking for sex and so were hardly likely to fall asleep midway.
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It was hardly as if Evan was planning to fall asleep mid-way through a blowjob. In fact, Evan was rather hopefully that he wouldn’t do that, especially not when he knew what Andrew’s blowjobs were like. Evan sucked his lower lip between his teeth, swallowing a low moan when Andrew’s tongue run over his nipples, back arching upwards and into Andrew’s touch. Evan was sure that the way things were going, Andrew could definitely manage to keep him awake long enough for Evan to come. If anything, Evan was more concerned that he really would fall asleep straight after and not be able to return the favour. It seemed rather rude to leave Andrew, well, unsatisfied, when Evan had been the one to start the whole thing.
And then Andrew was pausing and Evan gave a small whine of dissatisfaction because why did Andrew need to stop? “No,” the reply was out of Evan’s mouth before Andrew had even finished the question and Evan could feel his cock hardening against Andrew’s hand, which, quite frankly, was pretty impressive seeing how Evan could feel the rest of his blood pooling into his cheeks to create a deep blush, because apparently the idea of Andrew not stopping if Evan was asleep was oddly... hot? Biting his lip harder than necessary, Evan glanced down at Andrew. “I won’t fall asleep,” he said determinedly, sure of his words.
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Andrew chuckled when Evan whined at him, clearly impatient. Andrew liked that, loved drawing forth those noises that spoke to how much Evan wanted this, wanted him. “Okay,” he said, not sure if he believed Evan wouldn’t fall asleep, but pleased that he wanted to try. With that matter settled, he returned his attention to giving Evan what he wanted with no further teasing. He slid his mouth down around Evan’s cock while his hands did their best to hold Evan mostly still. His leverage on his thighs was less complete than usual, allowing Evan to thrust towards him, though shallowly. Andrew found he didn’t mind that one bit.
He kept glancing up at Evan, because even if Evan didn’t want him to stop, Andrew felt like he’d rather know if Evan had fallen asleep. It wasn’t really necessary to look, though, because Evan was hardly silent. His gasps and bitten off cries were plenty of assurance that Andrew was doing a fine job of keeping him awake. Then, before Andrew was entirely expecting it, Evan tensed and arched upwards with a groan and Andrew swallowed around him as he came.
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Evan’s age was certainly working in his favour. As much as Evan was tired, as much as his body felt exhaustion rippling through it, neither of these stopped Evan from responding and even enjoying the way Andrew’s mouth moved. Evan even managed to half-heartedly thrust towards Andrew, less energetically than he might have normally done but there was still enough movement for it not to just appear like Evan didn’t want this. Because he did and the verbal responses were probably a pretty good indication, too.
When Evan did come, it was sooner than he had anticipated, too. Mostly because Evan knew he was tired, which would have implied that maybe it’d be harder to get off. Except apparently Andrew’s blowjob skills really were spectacular and Evan’s body really was very youthful and eager, tired or not. For a moment, Evan lie there, willing his eyes to not fall shut as the leftover of pleasure sent waves of relaxation through Evan. Reaching a hand down, Evan ran it over Andrew’s shoulder, before moving it to Andrew’s bicep to urge him to come back up, so Evan could kiss him.
“You’re really great,” Evan muttered against Andrew’s lips, one hand making it down between their bodies as the other stayed on Andrew’s arm. Evan wanted to return the favour, he really did, but everything about his felt like jelly. Evan was rather sure that he would definitely fall asleep whilst giving Andrew a blowjob and oddly that seemed a lot less hot than the other way around. Still, Evan did make the effort to wrap his fingers around Andrew again, moving over his cock slower than he’d like to, whilst offering a sleepy kiss to go along with the motion.
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When urged, Andrew moved eagerly up Evan’s body, resting against his side, hands still roaming Evan’s skin. He smiled into the kiss, because Evan was still awake and that was nice. Andrew really wouldn’t have minded if he hadn’t been, but this was still the nicer alternative. “You too,” Andrew breathed, rolling his hips towards the fingers that curled around him. If he rocked his hips, he could almost get the friction he needed despite the slower than ideal pace. Evan’s attempt to reciprocate despite his tiredness was… adorable. It wasn’t usually a word Andrew associated with sex, but it was easy enough to associate it with Evan.
Andrew let Evan stroke him slowly, sending shudders through him with how much he wanted more, faster, more friction. After just a few minutes, he moved his hand down to join Evan’s, tightening both their fingers around his erection, giving himself a steadier hold to thrust into. It didn’t take long after that, not the way Andrew was already turned on by listening to Evan’s reactions. He muffled a moan in Evan’s shoulder as he came, his free hand tensing then relaxing on Evan’s back. He stayed still for a minute, breathing hard, panting against Evan’s skin before he finally pulled away to reach for a tissue. “Really great,” he assured Evan, kissing him again because he could.
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It was pleasing to Evan that he had managed to stay awake enough to, perhaps not make, but certainly help, Andrew get off. The staying awake was becoming more and more difficult, though, and Evan blinked sleepily into the kiss. In a way, he felt, this was different from what they usually did. The touching, of course, was quite similar, but where there usually was a raw need and want, now there was just soft movements. It was oddly pleasing. Not necessarily something that Evan felt they needed to repeat often, but definitely satisfying. It reminded him of how, when Andrew had first come over tonight, and Evan had hugged him, Andrew had smelled of home. Which was silly, because Evan was home, had been all along, yet having Andrew there made it... more.
“We’re both pretty great,” Evan decided to say into the sleepy kiss. Maybe if he hadn’t been half-asleep already, Evan would have attempted to argue that, actually, Andrew was definitely more deserving of the title, since Andrew had come over where Evan had failed, and Andrew had fed Evan, and Andrew was now in bed with Evan, making him feel warm and content and home, but he was too tired to say any of that, so instead Evan just sighed happily.
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Once Andrew had cleaned them both up as well as he was able, he wriggled close to Evan, down under the covers where it was warm and dark. “Yeah,” he agreed. He didn’t necessarily think he was great, but he thought the two of them together, spending time together, was definitely a great thing. He draped one arm over Evan’s waist, the other cupping his neck. He hadn’t been as sleepy as Evan before, but with his orgasm came a willingness, however brief, to be still and quiet.
He nosed against Evan’s neck once more, kissing him and then glancing up. “Good -” He stopped, because Evan was already asleep. Chuckling to himself, Andrew closed his own eyes.