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A Cattermole ([info]alfiecat) wrote in [info]wished,
@ 2009-12-12 18:18:00

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Entry tags:!1997: 12, !complete, alfred cattermole, julien dorny

Who: Alfie and Julien
What: Cheering up
Where: Pitch, then TBA
When: Today, after the game
Rating/Warning: TBA, probable kissing


Alfie took a shower after the game and trudged out long after most of his teammates had left the Pitch, locking up his broom and then trudging back and toward the castle. He didn't know how the game had gone so badly. Only 80 points the whole game? And how many teammates to visit in the hospital wing? Three? Four? He hoped Megan and Oswald were okay - they seemed to have really been the hardest hit out of anyone.

He didn't suspect that his sister or anyone had waited for him - it was starting to get colder again and dark now too - but he saw Julien there and he actually managed a grin. He was there. He'd actually come out with the Quidditch crowd and all to see him fly. Somehow, that made the loss just a little easier to stomach.



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[info]book_bound
2009-12-13 08:32 pm UTC (link)
Alfie's vehemence, the desire heard in his voice turned Julien on all the more and he mewed and wriggled on the sofa underneath Alfie as the other boy kissed up to his ear. He was burning now with more than desire, with a curiosity that he had to voice. "Tell me?"

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[info]alfiecat
2009-12-13 08:41 pm UTC (link)
"All the sodding time." Alfie said again, and at Julien's request he felt himself blushing, but he also felt himself harder in his jeans and why couldn't they be lying down now, or why couldn't Julien just bloody touch him. He thought it, and heard himself saying, "Makes me fucking hard, thinking about you. I have to...." He stopped, embarrassed and mortified and still not quite able to stop kissing him. What the hell was he saying? He didn't know. But it felt really nice to be able to say it.

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[info]book_bound
2009-12-14 10:01 pm UTC (link)
Hearing Alfie start to unravel like that almost made Julien stop breathing. He swallowed and reached up into the kiss, his hand against Alfie's hip.

He could feel the Hufflepuff's hardness against his own but he was so uncertain, unsure if he could reach down and touch there or not, and his mind was in no place for coherent thought processes right then. "Have to what?" he asked, breaking the kiss for a minute.

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[info]alfiecat
2009-12-15 12:12 am UTC (link)
"Touch myself," Alfie admitted, and having Julien's hand at his hip, having him so close, Alfie couldn't think of anything other than how fucking hard he was. He shifted, and that pressed himself against Julien's leg and the friction made him groan. "God, Jules...."

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[info]book_bound
2009-12-15 08:00 pm UTC (link)
Julien moaned likewise, pushing himself up against Alfie as the friction was good for him too. "You don't have to touch yourself anymore..." he said, more panted lightly, apprehension and hesitation and lust and desire all mixed up in his tone as his hand moved from Alfie's hip, slowly towards that which was currently rubbing against his leg, slow enough that Alfie could stop him if he wanted to.

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[info]alfiecat
2009-12-15 09:39 pm UTC (link)
Alfie didn't stop him. If anything, he tried to help, pulling back away from Julien enough that there was space between them, and somehow his head was against Julien's shoulder, openmouthed. "God... yeah. Please?" Because it was all he'd been thinking about for at least the last fifteen minutes, and having it that close seemed to short circuit a part of his brain.

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[info]book_bound
2009-12-15 10:34 pm UTC (link)
The way Alfie was speaking to him was really getting Julien hot and he reached down and for the first time felt someone else's hardness through their pants... and it was so like his but not... He moaned at the feeling, at the realisation of what he was doing and rubbed harder against Alfie.

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[info]alfiecat
2009-12-15 10:41 pm UTC (link)
Alfie stopped breathing. He was pretty sure his heart stopped beating. Everything in the world narrowed down to just those places where their bodies were touching, and where Julien's fingers, tentative and teasing and so bloody new were tracing the shape of his cock through his trousers.

He heard himself groaning, but he was still sure he was frozen.

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[info]book_bound
2009-12-15 10:45 pm UTC (link)
Julien heard the new noise Alfie made and grew nerous, his hand stilling but not moving. "Are, is... this okay?" he asked in little soundbites between his own short-cut breaths. Alfie was so different like this, above him, wanting and willing to take what he wanted, but not at Julien's expense. Julien wanted to kiss him again but wasn't sure how.

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[info]alfiecat
2009-12-15 10:47 pm UTC (link)
Julien's voice forced him to drag in a breath, finally, and Alfie whimpered something that might have been a 'yes' as his hips rocked, pressing himself against Julien's hand.

And then he was pulling away enough so they could both move, getting to what he'd wanted since they walked in. "Lay down with me," He said, and didn't really give Julien enough time to answer before he was helping him move, stretch out on the sofa so that he could lay fully against him.

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