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It had always been like that between them: a kind of natural dance, each of them pushing the other, shoving gently, only to see him retreat and attack again few instant after. It wasn't a harsh or dangerous game, it was another way to express the deep bound that linked them, their lives had been entwined and weaved so long ago, back during their Hogwarts days, that now, their demonstrations of love and care for the other took forms and shape unique to the two of them. It resembled a brotherly bond, but deeper, that revealed also their ever competitive spirits, sometimes hidden under their deep respect for the other.

 

Virsham grinned when Jakub abandoned him the point. He was stubborn, he couldn't deny him without being dishonest. His grin widened when the headmaster clapped his hands in that obvious way, confirming that the wine was doing its effect on his brain. "Oh Jakub, you are drunk! or on your highway to it, to use one of your muggle phrase. I doubt that my willingness to stay beside you during that phase is the best proof... I mean... I can be worse than you!" And saying that, Virsham raised his glass once more and poured the full content of it down his throat, savoring the fiery liquid warm up its way down. 

 

Nope, definitely, Jakub and Virsham did not share the same memory of that night. VIrsham had been under the impression that the Michael guy wanted to make him his lunch, possibly after having enjoyed his breakfast with him. That was why he had put himself against them both, and had been abundantly scold by younger Jakub for it, maybe the vampiric seductive ability of the guy had already worked on Jakub. What the puff didn't seem to remember was that Virsham had stick around, making sure he would see the day again, and enjoy the sun on his skin...

 

"Sweet... " he had repeated, but then he could feel Jakub's warm fingertips on his arm, radiating through the fabric, and his voice trailed. Virsham didn't realized Jakub had filled up again his glass, but he felt happy he did as he put the glass against his lips in a pure reflex, looking for something to do, and needing to extinguish a sudden thirst coming from deep inside him. He backed away, looking at the portrait swinging open and revealing the Headmaster's chambers. "Wow..." he said in pure admiration, the marveled young boy in him clearly present, "...that's... that's another kind of stuff!

Bewitched, Virsham entered and began to pace the room, admiring the luxurious architecture, the furniture, his head raising to admire the portraits on the walls, his gaze jumping from one side to the other, never able to stop on one specific item, as all was amazingly magical. 
After a while, Virsham approached the bed and let himself fall on it, a smile of contentment on his face, showing how much he was having a great time. "That's how an Headmaster have a great sleep!" he said, rolling on the side and finally resting his gaze on Jakub. "This mattress is incredible, it's like sleeping in a cloud! No wonder you're getting lazy!" he continued teasingly. And suddenly a thought took him "How do you do it? When you're in sexy mode? How do you manage to stay in the moment when all those eyes are staring at you?"

 

 @Professor Jakub Webb

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Jakub and Virsham had touched many times in their friendship. There had been celebratory high-fives, hugs given during tougher times, and the general pat on the back during the good or bed. However, when Jakub had reached out to touch Virsham, a slight spark seemed to spread from his fingers and throughout his body. He wondered, as Virsham became quiet, if the other man had felt that and he might have said something, but they were moving to his quarters and his mind quickly turned to what could happen next.

 

His private quarters were astounding - Jakub's own breath caught when he first gained access to the hidden room. While the room was housed in the tower, you wouldn't have known that from being within the room. It was spacious, numerous portraits hung around the walls, and the bed was gigantic. Jakub hung back slightly, just watching as Virsham took into the room and he couldn't help but smile. "After the Governors left, I came up here and all of my things were already in here from my quarters lower in the castle. It was breathtaking." The portrait that kept the room hidden slowly closed behind the two men and Jakub fully entered the quarters.

 

Jakub had turned from the bed, his fingers coming to fiddle with a small wireless radio, and soon a soft jazz tune was playing from the box. As he turned, he couldn't help but laugh to see Virsham sprawled on his bed. And yes, his mind soared into quite the naughty arena. He had thought about this, his body entwined with Virsham, but he could never be sure and he remained in his spot, leaning against one of the bookcases. "Well, if you ever have a hard day at the office, you can sleep in my bed anytime." He took another sip from his glass and nearly spit it out at the next question. He pushed away from the bookcase, laughing softly, and slowly made his way over to the bed - finally able to move his legs.

 

He placed his glass of wine down and pulled his wand from his pocket. With a flick, the people within the portraits began to sport black blindfolds. The inhabitants began to complain, searching for a way out of the frame. "They can listen if they want." He looked down at Virsham - his eyes finding Virsham's. Why was his heart starting to beat faster? Maybe it was the wine?

 

@Minister Virsham Bane

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Was he aware of Jakub's crush on him, back in their younger days? If he was, he hadn't ever acted on it. Trustfully, he had never encouraged it either, but he might have known, at least at a subconscious level. When they were teens, it was indisputable that a magnetic attraction existed between the two of them, and if Virsham was the first one to put Jakub in the most incongruous situations, he also was the first one to put himself between his puff and harm. Although, Virsham rarely told Jakub when he had fought others because of their friendship, when he was not around to witness it first hand. 


Virsham never really wondered why that friendship hadn't took a more intimate turn. It was definitely not a gender issue: Virsham was attracted by the soul of the person, not his shape.  It's possible that, deep inside, he was worried to loose Jakub's friendship given a romantic relationship turned bitter, and Beth had entered his world with so much force that her love had eclipsed everything else. Virsham and Beth, that had been the stuff of the most immortal and famous love novel. She had been his life, his world, his soulmate. 
Jakub had been smart enough to put himself aside just enough to let the young couple blossom. Virsham, loved Jakub enough not to display his happiness harshly or overly at Jakub's face. Yes... maybe he did know more than he showed back then, what the puff felt about him.

 

Now, many things had changed. They were older, both established, and incredibly, romantically free. Or at least Virsham thought Jakub to be, he had never talked about someone "long term". He had had flings or one night stands, but someone who's name he dare share with friends and acknowledge? No.. Virsham, had been widowed for four long years now. The first months had nearly destroyed him, but he had to survive and be strong for his children. That was one of the many things that forced him to go on. His love for his children, his family, and his friends. And Jabuk had been here, able to be kind, tender but also strong and pushing him when he needed someone to put him back on the right tracks.

 

Times had changed. 

 

Life had settled, routine settled back and made life more bearable, day after day, until Virsham could; once more, envision a life with someone by his side, or at least, love  and tenderness...

 

The impressive Minister grinned when Jakub almost spit his wine. He was proud of him to still be able to surprise him enough to make him react that way. His eyes were on him, noticing every little changes in his behavior, the little lines here and there, the mannerisms he could have, the movements of pride and joy... and his blushing. He couldn't not notice that flush taking over his puff... His.. Puff... Headmaster. 

"You are so kind! So I shall offer the same... You know I have chambers in the Ministry? Yes, of course you know! Then, if you are in need... or... desire... you can share my bed at the Ministry... or at home... " What was he really saying? or implying? Virsham hadn't thought about it, with Jakub he rarely thought things through, even less rehearsing...  But no doubt that it wasn't the wine, Virsham needed much more to begin being drunk, it was more something in the atmosphere of the night. A kind of electricity, of magnetism that claimed them.

 

Finally, Jakub made his move and joined him on his bed, blindfolding the portraits. Virsham laughed hard. It was hilarious and kinky; he liked it. "I wouldn't have thought you to be that naughty, Headmaster!" he said with a large grin, looking back at him, his eyes looking into Jakub's, "Maybe we can do something with you, after all" he finished moving closer, his arm reaching the man's waist and pulling him closer against him, his own lips brushing Jakub's jaw and cheek. Virsham didn't let his mind tell him that he should stop and take a step back, think it through and check the possible repercussion of his action. He didn't let his mind overpower what he desired. It was maybe very wrong, and he very well could pay for it... but Jakub's arms, and love... that's what he wanted right now. So he allowed himself to let his lips brush the man's lips tenderly, sensually, and yet wildly, until he claimed them fully.

 

@Professor Jakub Webb

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Jakub came out to his parents while they were in hiding. The family experienced so many emotions, so much loss, that Jakub felt he didn't want something horrid to happen and not be honest with them. He hadn't been scared to tell them, his parents were just so loving, but it was still difficult to say, aloud, for the first time to other. When he uttered the words, the reaction was expected - the family embraced, but the love seemed to grow even stronger (if that was possible). The War ended, Jakub returned to Hogwarts, and he struck up a friendship with Virsham. It could be seen as odd, a fifth year taking a second year under his wing, but they both shared scars from the War. It wasn't until after Jakub graduated, after Virsham graduated, that feelings seemed to change.

 

Their friendship began as something mutual - they had horror stories and they understood each other. And Jakub was able to provide advice as Virsham ascended in his education. However, Jakub graduated and travelled the world. The two remained in contact, but it was after Virsham graduated that they saw each other in person. And it was, as if, no time had passed between them. And, as they reconnected, that was probably when the ideas of something more began to dance around Jakub's brain. But, Virsham and Beth. Oh my. It was impossible to dislike Beth and the friendship he shared with the woman was enough to keep his own foolishness in check.

 

Beth's death was a crushing blow. Sure, Virsham and Jakub only saw each other, and their families, every so often but they kept in touch and Jakub truly did love Beth. She was a good woman, a kind woman, and Jakub was just as enraged at her senseless death. And then Jakub was trying to shelter and provide for the family. To fix them so that the hurt would be minimal.

 

So now, Virsham was here. In his bed. And the ideas of yesteryear began to creep into his brain. With the invite from Virsham, Jakub swallowed hard. Did Virsham really offer his bed to him? No, it's not like that right? Jakub cleared his throat and smirked. "I told you, I've never even been in the Minister's office. So, you will have a lot to show me." He couldn't help it as his eyes moved over Virsham, pausing slightly at the man's crotch, and back to his face. He was so close to just throwing caution to the wind, but what if this was all just flirty friend crap?

 

Before Jakub could speak, Virsham moved and he felt those lips on his skin. Almost instantly, Jakub's eyes closed and a soft groan of want escaped through his lips. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he urged himself to get up and figure out what was going on. However, Jakub never listened to that voice when being kissed so he leaned into. As his lips brushed Virsham's, a hand came to rest softly on Virsham's chest. He moved closer to Virsham and kissed him deeper, trying to say whatever it was he wanted in this moment.

 

@Minister Virsham Bane

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Life is strange. It pulls people together, sets them apart and sometimes, sometimes it reconnect them later, when the time is right, when their paths adjust and make way for possibilities. Of course, Virsham wasn't thinking about all the roads they had taken, ant the places they had led to before crossing again... He didn't think about the fact that fate or destiny was perhaps a real entity hovering over their life and playing with them like with pawn on a wizards' chest. 
Virsham, right now, couldn't care less about all that. All he wanted was to feel Jakub's skin. He had always been curious of that, of the alchemy that could lead people together and create a physical bound as strong as a spiritual one. And Virsham was as physical and tactile as can be. 

 

Jakub leant in the kiss, and Virsham took it as an agreement and open invitation for more; his hand slid in his lower back, holding and caressing. His fingers took hold of the edge of Jakub's pants and he pulled him even closer, before rolling on top of him, still kissing, nibbling and tugging alternatively at his sensual lips. 
Somehow, it felt that Jakub had tried to say something; something that didn't truly matter... 

 

Slowly, Virsham's hands moved up, caressing the man's side and arm, continued their way up to cup his face as he kept kissing, until he broke the kiss to allow them both to take a deep breath. Virsham's eyes were deep in his, his face interrogating, searching for another kind of agreement as he moved forward, his hips slowly grinding. He was smiling, feeling strangely good, his body warming at the excitement, his desire rising. Soft moans could be heard, making Virsham smirk internally, remembering the fate that hat struck the portraits, "That's naughty indeed, very naughty, Headmaster", he said with his low teasing, almost whispering voice. "I think..." He said after a little while, "... you should be punished for such a disrespectful behavior towards Hogwarts best... And who better than I...
Slowly, he began to tug at Jakub's shirt, pulling the fabric out of the pants, out of the way, his fingertips finally entering in contact with that skin he had been craving for, without allowing himself to say it out loud, the slightest contact sending sparks of energy all around, as Virsham excitement went higher. His breathing had increasingly accelerated while he was undressing Jakub, seemingly clumsy at it, when in fact he was being playful, making his whole body caress Jakub's, unbuttoning his shirt along the way, brushing their chests, teasing him, and sending his heartbeat into a race he wanted to be addicted to. He paused a second, his eyes focused on Jakub's plump lips, his voice rendered rough with lust, "Tell me Headmaster... Who am I?"

 

@Professor Jakub Webb

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There had been many dreams, or so Jakub assumed, of this exact moment. However, Jakub felt so truly in the moment that he could think of nothing else. The man couldn't help but allow a soft moan to escape against Virsham's lips as he felt Virsham's large hands dance down his back. He allowed himself to be moved, to be touched, to be completely worshipped by Virsham and he only moved slightly, his own hands coming to get lost in Virsham's hair. He moved his hips slightly, a sign that this was exactly what he wanted, and let out another soft moan.

 

As the other man's hands began to move up his body, Jakub felt a warm shiver dance up his body and back down. Then their kiss was being broken and Jakub's eyes fluttered open. He might have asked why the kissing had stopped, but he took a deep breath and met Virsham's eyes. They were marvelous, so filled with history, sadness, lust, love. He reached out a hand and slowly allowed his fingers to dance over Virsham's face, coming to slowly dance over the other man's lips. Then Virsham was speaking and a smirk crossed Jakub's features. "I've always needed a bit of discipline, Minister." His words were warm and he moved his hips softy under Virsham, to show the other just how much he was down for this.

 

Jakub let out a moan, unabashed and free, when Virsham's fingers finally touched his skin. Jakub's mind was in ecstasy, his whole body was in ecstasy, and he wanted to allow Virsham to do whatever he wanted, however he wanted, and he couldn't help but allow his hands to also roam. He pulled at the fabric of Virsham's clothing, desperate to also touch the other man, and finally his own hands were dancing down the skin on Virsham's back. Then Virsham spoke again and Jakub locked eyes. The word danced from his lips before he could stop it. "Mine." He then pulled Virsham into a kiss - maybe one that spoke for years of want.

 

@Minister Virsham Bane

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Virsham had a soft tender smile on his face. Oh, yes, that weird headmaster, his friend, probably his best friend in the whole world, needed to be disciplined more than once! The new minister looked at him with that same gaze of tenderness with just the necessary hint of desire that changed all... He leant against him, brushing his cheek on his, and taking his lips, tugging at his lower lip, while all his body was showing just how awoken he had gotten. 
Virsham's hands resumed their course on Jakub's body, this time very decided to get rid of all the remaining cloth, things totally obsolete now that the fever was taking Virsham. His breath had accelerated to a point it was short and even, blowing hot hair on Jakub's skin when he was moving and adjusting to Jakub's moves. 

It had been a long time since Virsham had felt anything like this; desire, rush of lust electrifying his spine, and sending shivers throughout all his body.  So long that he had almost forgotten how good it felt to live, not only for providing stability and happiness of his kids, but to live... Simply live and rediscover the simple joy of feeling alive. That's how he felt now, as his heartbeat was rushing into that fast pace run, now that his fingertips brushed, touched, squeezed and grasped Jakub hot and soft skin. 

 

But Jakub's reply to his playful question was absolutely not what he was expecting, Virsham let go of a deep chuckle. "Yours?" he repeated looking at the puff with amused eyes. "Ok..." he whispered with labored voice, as his desire was hitting him again. Virsham was used to express his desires in a very playful way, and at first he had wondered how to act with Jakub, but such questions were rendered null now... Jakub was obviously on the same understanding level... He moved his hands to grip at Jakub's wrist and put them both on his body, "Take what's yours then", he finished, right before pulling Jakub closer and beginning to suckle his earlobe, his heavy hot breath crashing on his neck.

 

@Professor Jakub Webb

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Had the wine Jakub had been drinking been spiked with Felix Felicis? The Headmaster was sure that, as had happened many nights, he would wake up alone and be forced to hand business for himself. But he was going to allow himself to fall into this and deal with whatever happened next happen. It all felt so real, so deliciously real, and as Jakub's hands danced all over Virsham's body, the reality seemed to intensify. Even as the room around them blurred and seemed to flow away, Virsham felt so real, so present, so absolutely delicious. Jakub's mind was wandering to try and collect every single moment, touch, taste, smell. If this was the only time this would happen, he was determined to have all the memories of this night. Especially to relive in the pensieve.

 

The response to Virsham's question had been uttered before Jakub could think of anything else, but it spoke years of want. Virsham's response only helped to fuel the burning want that was dancing all over Jakub's body. The command was spoken and Jakub let out another soft moan as he felt Virsham's lips on his earlobe, the warm breath dancing over his skin, and he used the hormones racing through him to push Virsham back and climb on top of him. He looked down at Virsham, licking his lips in want, and slowly moved his hips against Virsham's crouch. He leaned down, his hips still moving slowly, and kissed Virsham. He allowed his tongue to dance with Virsham's before pulling away and slowly moving his kisses down toward Virsham's neck.

 

His fingers pulled at the fabric still concealing Virsham's upper body and he let out a satisfied gasp against Virsham's skin as he finally exposed Virsham's flesh. He sat back up, his hips still grinding against Virsham's pelvis, and allowed himself to take in the deliciousness that was Virsham. Then he was back down, his lips dancing over Virsham's chest. His lips moved from one nipple to the other, teasing both for a few moments and continued his descent. Soon his hands were working the latch of Virsham's pants and he looked back up toward Virsham. "Tell me what you want, Minister."

 

@Minister Virsham Bane

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Virsham had never really imagined being in this situation. He hadn't think about it to be exact, but he did enjoy every single second of it. Jakub had been his friend for so long, he was practically family. The fact he was male wasn't even relevant: Virsham had never loved -or fucked- anyone because of their gender; Virsham was attracted by someone's personality, charisma... soul... and for sure, because of that Jakub had a huge advantage on others. So much so, that the strong man was now officially breaking his grieving time with him. For so long, Virsham couldn't see himself with someone else, and he had lived a solitary life -at least on the sentimental side- for many years after Beth's death. 

But tonight... tonight, he felt alive for the first time in a long time. He had grinned at Jakub's move, letting himself being rolled over, just for the pleasure of watching Jakub taking the matter into his own hands. He growled a little, just for the fun of it, and moved his hands on his sides. He had always being so slender, almost bony-like, but it was also because he was tall, that he seemed even slimmer. Virsham welcomed Jakub's kisses and seduction, it made his heart race and his breathing accelerate into an uneven rhythm, his own hips moving slowly at first before grinding his more obviously against Jakub's. He had his eyes locked into Jakub's and his hands began to slide from his sides to his back, his nails trailing along his spine towards his lower back, until he groped his rear and squeeze that firm butt, "Sexy Headmaster..." he whispered, excited. His lips in his neck and made their effect, warming his body to the touch and made him want more, more of that nice sensations, more of that feeling of being desired so much that all caution is thrown out of the window. Surely, it was not very wise to be fucking his best friend, it could turn out very badly and he would lose a friendship of many years... And that was without taking into consideration their respective jobs.... a grudge between the two most powerful men of UK could reveal to be deadly...

 

Jakub made his move down on him, and Virsham breathed out, a groan of pleasure escaping his parted lips, as he arched his chest at the pleasure, playfully making the headmaster ride him as in a rodeo. His hands moved up, as Jakub moved the opposite way, his nails digging into the soft skin, teasing him, caressing the muscles, his arms, pulling him closer and still leaving him enough space and liberty so he could continue his way down as he desired. His hips grind more, faster. He began to moan, his body attuned to Jakub's caresses, his chest naked feeling his lips, his hands, that skin on skin contact arousing him more and more.

 

"Yes... yes!" said Virsham, no longer able to hide his eagerness, when he felt Jakub's hands dealing with his pants; he moved, rolling on his hips, trying to help him get those trousers down his legs, wanting to feel those lips on his skin.again. In a rushed movement, he sat down on the bed, his own hands going to unzip Jakub's pants, smiling, "It's not fair if I'm the only one naked..." and in a funny kind of dance on that luxurious bed, he began to pull out the other man's pants, undies and socks. Virsham stopped at Jakub's words, looking at him, and replying on the spot, "I want you... I want to feel your body over mine, under mine, on my side... I want to hear you scream my name... I want to feel your hands on me... I want this night to last"

 

@Professor Jakub Webb

 

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Somewhere in the recesses of Jakub's mind, in a place that wasn't completely going haywire from the lust and want, Jakub couldn't help but think about the consequences of what was happening right now. And it was both the good and the bad. They could fuck into the wee hours of the morning, decide it was a one-off type of thing, and try to go about their normal relationship. Or maybe, maybe, this would be healing for them both and they might even find a way to love each other in a different way. The idea of being with Virsham, in a relationship above friends, had been a mere idea to Jakub through the years. But could that now be a reality? And what of the children? How would they respond? And the magical community of the United Kingdom? Jakub was sure this would be something groundbreaking, to say the least.

 

But, those thoughts would come in a fuller way when the lust simmered, and Jakub was more focused on ensuring they both had the best night they could muster. When Virsham spoke, Jakub couldn't help but feel his face flush slightly. He had never been referred to as sexy - it had just never been in his wheelhouse - and it made him feel insanely good about himself. Generally, it would have caused a bit of self-doubt, but with Virsham, it just seemed so kind - so...true. But again, words weren't there yet for Jakub. He was too busy worshipping Virsham, taking in all the man had to offer. And, as his hips continued to grind against Virsham, he could tell that Virsham was quite the man.

 

As Virsham's aided Jakub in removing his pants, Jakub couldn't help but bit his lip at the sight of what Virsham was packing. It was nearly off-putting that Virsham to be so gorgeous - even down to his cock - but in a good way. And Jakub was more than ready to handle all that the other man had to offer. Jakub was a pure bottom. He had only topped a few times and he had never enjoyed it nearly as much as being penetrated. Before Jakub could do anymore, however, Virsham was moving and Jakub smirked at the words that Virsham spoke. He allowed Virsham to pull away his clothing, he wasn't shy either. He had never been toned - he had always been tall and slender. But he also had quite the gift downstairs and the action so far had awoken it nicely.

 

When Virsham answered his request, Jakub grinned slyly. He pulled forward, wrapping his legs around Virsham's waist, and allowing his eyes to meet Virsham's. "Fuck me, Minister. Please." Sure, he wanted to taste Virsham some more - but right now, he needed to be filled by Virsham. There would be, hopefully, plenty more time for other things.

 

@Minister Virsham Bane

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He wanted that night to last. Because it felt good, because it felt right; it had been a long time since it has. Oh, of course, his life was pretty good and agreeable: the kids were doing well; he had just been elected to the highest position in the UK... so Yeah, life was settling rather nicely. But that only was the surface, the nice layer of dashing fashionista over the truth. 
The truth... was so different. When the house was finally quiet, the kids asleep in their beds, Virsham lingered in the house like a lost soul. Sleep was hard to come, his thoughts too reluctant to let him have his peace. And the bed was cold, anyway. Sure, he could sleep on the side he wanted, and take all the space, stir, get rid of the comforter and sheets without being scowled. He could do all that. And never it had seemed so pointless and sad. Most of the time, he did all he could to hide those feelings to his children, and when the sun rose, early morning, he busied himself with the kids' breakfast and getting them ready for going to the grandparents...

 

Being with Jakub that night, meant something deeper than simply getting a good laid. As he got rid of his clothes, a weight oppressing him was little by little lifted from his shoulders, and he could hope again. Hope to be and feel human again, to love and be loved. Maybe... a little. This might explain was Virsham was giving less thoughts to the repercussions and the aftermaths of what was happening, and why all his mind was currently filled with desire and lust. Seeing Jakub naked didn't help... to think about anything else. Had Virshman already imagined the Puff naked? He kinda had. His imagination didn't need to be too wild, they had had some very drunken parties, and many things did have happened, including a weird one where they end up the sea, and Virshman had had to pull the slender man out of it. And... well, let's just say that drenched clothes don't leave many place for imagination...

 

But Jakub's cock was awaken now, and it did add quite nicely to the memories. Virsham's gaze rested a little on it, before moving up to take in the blessing that was Jakub's self. He smiled has the man slid under him and wrapped his legs around his waist, and his hand brushed those legs, inviting the movement, his own hips slowing grinding against Jakub's groin, a grin on his face "It's asked so nicely... How can I deny you?"


Virsham hovered above him, his chest brushing Jakob's; his hands moving from his legs to this rear, groping and teasing, while his lips tasted that offered skin, teasing the nipples before continuing his way up to his neck, nibbling before biting and stopping at his earlobe. He could feel his breathing accelerating, his chest heaving with his accelerated, labored breaths, excitement making his cock fuller and harder by the second, his hips moving in slow teasing circles, caressing his dick against Jakub's. With a grin he claimed the Headmaster's lips, tugging longly at his lower lip, his voice lingering "We're not in a hurry, are we?"

 

@Professor Jakub Webb

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