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hexes_n_hearts (hexes_n_hearts) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2020-02-15 15:10:00

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bill weasley, dan torrance

Who: Bill and Dan
What: Kissin' maybe
When: February 14th after the party
Where: Outside the library

It had been a night. With whatever love magic was in there, or lust magic was it? Magic of some kind that had people behaving every which way. He'd seen Dan make an exit earlier than most and rather than linger and watch the kissing booth fallout he slipped out after him.

Firewhiskey still lingered in the back of his throat but his plans on getting shitfaced hadn't exactly come to fruition, still the alcohol gave him a false sense of warmth. Even still he slid his hands into his pockets against the chill. It had been warm inside and outside sobered him up some as he walked a little faster to catch up.

"What no Valentine for me, huh?" Bill called after him as Dan was about to head into the library. "I'm wounded, after I went to all this trouble," he flicked his wand easily conjuring a long stemmed red rose, "of getting you this."

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doctoring
2020-02-16 05:10 pm UTC (link)

It was like he melted right into Bill, ice cream falling off the cone and hitting a sizzling hot sidewalk, left for ants to devour. Yeah, alright - Dan would wave the figurative white flag in surrender; he didn't want to stop this, didn't even try. Instead he claimed those lips again, a harder kiss than before, more want as inhibitions fled on razor-winged butterflies - or at least that was what it felt like in his stomach right now.

The temperature outside was freezing but he was boiling in his skin as he leaned up into that kiss, teeth and tongue and demands and needs. Not like he could put voice to any of those needs, but he probably didn't have to. Things seemed to speak for themselves well enough.

He'd be alone again after this, not someone who went home with a partner even after laughingly being compelled to kiss someone else, so he should probably enjoy it while he could.

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hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 07:36 pm UTC (link)

Bill didn't know what he'd been expecting following him like that, maybe he'd put a smile on his face with the flower or sneak a kiss. To be honest he'd thought about getting a kiss the first night they'd met and it was nice then for it to come to fruition. What he hadn't expected was the kiss without his lead to shift into something far more than a soft press of Dan's pretty lips. No he kissed him like he needed him and gee didn't Bill love that.

He took the flower from his hand and tossed it blindly, a bent stem could be repaired, but there was no making up for a missed opportunity. Bill had started it but Dan wasn't simply accepting but made his own demands.

There was no magic to cloud anything or excuse anything away and he pushed the other man up against the closed door to the library making sure his hand was between his skull and the wood so it wouldn't bump against it. It felt good, like freedom and passion and Bill could feel the other man letting him have something for himself, even if it was just a kiss. Bill ran his hand up his side, under his shirt to grasp his waist bare and warm above where is pants sat.

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doctoring
2020-02-16 10:04 pm UTC (link)

The fact that there wasn't any magic or other brouhaha influencing this was what appealed to Dan the most. When he was pushed up against the door, he made this sound - a quavery one, like he was being cut with razors and couldn't decide if it offered complete bliss or hot-edged agony. Probably the first - because Bill's hand up his shirt was its own sort of sensation, something that caused a skitter of heat all over him.

Dan touched him too - a gentle lover's touch over the high plane of Bill's cheekbones, his thumbs and fingers nimble, and somehow possessive like the jaws of a wolf. He didn't want to let go but he forced himself to try. "I can't - " He breathed, exhaling, attempting to quell the dizziness. "I can't - it's..."

He couldn't lose control. He absolutely could not. He was scared of what would happen if he did. The last time he was with someone, intimately, it ended in a dead girl choked on her own vomit, after a night soaked in booze and blood. Jesus, he just didn't want to hurt anyone. Especially Bill, who looked too beautiful to be real and had his own damages and secrets and Dan just wanted to crawl inside and know what they were so, so badly.

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hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 10:25 pm UTC (link)

It was a long time since someone had touched him like that, gentle hands on his cheeks but as much as it was intimate Bill could nearly taste the fear there. That noise so desperate and yet not keening and urging more something that had Bill ready to check on him before he told him he couldn't.

He kept his hand on Dan's side, steady and warm not resting but holding firm. He did stop kissing him though in favour of breathing in his honest protests. "It's alright," Bill finished for him, voice a little thick from the sweetness of Dan's tongue in his mouth. Of course that wasn't what it was at all, but it was that too.

"It's alright," Bill soothed again, a little softer and he didn't continue like he was placating him to get his way. What was it with Bill and a habit of taking a liking to the broken? He stroked Dan's cheek, holding him still where he was with the weight of him because it wasn't like he'd pushed him away. "You don't have to."

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doctoring
2020-02-16 11:15 pm UTC (link)

Dan definitely didn't push Bill away - he didn't want to do that; his hands dropped to rest at Bill's waist again, though fingers curled in his belt loops because Dan kind of needed the grip for leverage. Or he'd go falling to the ground, since his knees threatened to give out.

"I want to," he clarified and, maybe he shouldn't have, but his thigh slipped in between Bill's legs, pressing there a bit. He couldn't help it - maybe he had more issues than National Geographic, but he did like Bill. Obviously found him to be attractive- it was just that he was an actual mess and he needed to not be that way if he was going to pursue anything with anyone. "Can - can I have some time?"

It had obviously been awhile since he'd needed to be concerned with how his heart worked, it was practically preserved in brine. And pickled. But that was probably obvious.

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hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 11:42 pm UTC (link)

Bill was being good, Dan on the other hand seemed ready to test the limits. But they were his limits to test, so Bill wasn't going to be mad about it. Even if a well placed thigh at a well placed height attached to a well handsome man was enough to send a ripple through him and his core tensed to avoid rutting forward against that lovely thigh.

He stroked Dan's jaw with his thumb, the lines in the corner of his eye, the bottom of his lip as he hummed in agreement. "You can have whatever you want," Bill said with a little smile. Bill had come on a little strong, more flirting to give Dan something else to think about besides this strange scary place and the people there, but the attraction was real and he was more than he'd expected.

"I'm not in a hurry, love," because really what was there to hurry about? Although he was being very good Bill did roll his hips a little because he was human and Dan felt wonderful. "Well much of one."

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doctoring
2020-02-17 12:11 am UTC (link)

He chuckled throatily, hands slipping around and splaying on Bill's back for a moment. Dan rested his forehead against the other man's, trying to calm himself down - easier said than done, but he was doing his best here. "Thank you," he said sincerely, and he meant that.

It was years of celibacy, and fear, and then being shoved back into emotions and feelings and not remembering how they worked or what to do (a fucking frog in boiling hot water, he just jumped right out) and he was probably doing a lot wrong, but if Bill was willing to be patient with him and let him figure some things out, then - maybe that would lead to something good. If he told him to fuck off, then Dan would understand that too - he was, after all, used to being alone.

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hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-17 12:29 am UTC (link)

Bill closed his eyes for a moment, breathing out slowly as their heads rested together. At least the fear had gone, Dan seemed well mixed up sure but not outright panicking anymore. "You don't have to thank me for doing the minimum required not to be an arse," Bill said with a little smile.

He pulled back then, to get Dan's knee out from between his legs and then smoothed his shirt back into place so it didn't look like Bill's hand had just been up there. Bill retrieved the rose he'd given him earlier and handed it back to him no worse for wear having been tossed aside for a heated moment. "Maybe if you press it between some pages it might keep," Bill suggested.

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doctoring
2020-02-17 12:38 am UTC (link)

Dan took the rose again, a fond glance at the petals. He'd definitely want to keep it - preserve it between the pages of some heavy tome and not toss it away, because it was technically the first flower he'd gotten...well, ever. "I will," he promised, then shifted his gaze up at Bill, through those dirty blonde lashes.

"Um - I'll see you again soon?" he uttered quietly, hoping that he would. "Maybe I can...come see your books. If you wouldn't mind a visitor."

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hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-17 12:48 am UTC (link)

"I'm not hard to find, at home, in the garden, around somewhere," Bill assured him with an easy shrug. It wasn't a commitment, best it wasn't, no hurt feelings that way. Not that Bill usually let the chance of getting feelings involved be a possibility, it was messy and he didn't care for messy.

He and Klaus had a good thing, they were friends and Bill kept him sober as best as someone could for another person and they had benefits but he knew what that was. Two people who liked sex and liked each other and no one would get hurt, it was safe and Bill was really good at safe.

Bill took Dan's free hand and brought it up to kiss his knuckles before he backed away and turned toward his own house. "Happy Valentines," he called back to him before he turned the corner.

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