"Have it ready," Eichel says. He kisses Jade again, just a quick peck this time, and sits back on his heels. It's all too easy for him to get worked up, having both Jade and this old student of his in bed. Back in his school years Heine had been interesting, but seeing him earlier today, wound taut and so full of suppressed emotion... he couldn't resist a chance like this.
Smiling to himself, he rocks forward again. Heine grunts and moves his hands. For a moment he tries to push himself up and away, but it only takes the exertion of a thought to keep him in place. After that second of resistance, Heine lowers his head again, letting Jade's cock sink into his throat. Eichel starts thrusting into him at a steady pace, not bothering to stave off a climax when he feels it coming. He keeps his hands on Heine's hips, pulling him back sharply as he releases into his body.
Heine can't feel much of it, but he knows to sit up. He slumps back against Eichel's chest, coughing slightly. Look at Jade. He looks at Jade.
"Finite Incantatem."
The feelings he's registered all along piece together. Eichel inside him, one arm locked around his middle and his chin resting on his shoulder. Jade sitting there in front of him. His throat hurts.
Eyes widening, Heine yanks out of the hold just before Eichel whispers something and his body goes limp, beyond his control, even though his mind is racing. He'd been Imperiused, but why—what are they doing? Why are they in bed together? Eichel's already come inside him, and the realization drags raggedly through his chest.
Eichel picks him back up, hands firm. With surprising ease he settles Heine back against his chest, letting the rest of his body fall however gravity decides. "Do it, Jade. Try it." His voice is right next to Heine's ear.
No. The spell starts to peel away, but only enough for him to struggle weakly. He manages to lift his head.
"Jade," he says. Don't, he only thinks, as Eichel pushes his fingers back into his mouth. Without thinking about it Heine responds, tongue wrapping around them and eyes half-shutting.
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Smiling to himself, he rocks forward again. Heine grunts and moves his hands. For a moment he tries to push himself up and away, but it only takes the exertion of a thought to keep him in place. After that second of resistance, Heine lowers his head again, letting Jade's cock sink into his throat. Eichel starts thrusting into him at a steady pace, not bothering to stave off a climax when he feels it coming. He keeps his hands on Heine's hips, pulling him back sharply as he releases into his body.
Heine can't feel much of it, but he knows to sit up. He slumps back against Eichel's chest, coughing slightly. Look at Jade. He looks at Jade.
"Finite Incantatem."
The feelings he's registered all along piece together. Eichel inside him, one arm locked around his middle and his chin resting on his shoulder. Jade sitting there in front of him. His throat hurts.
Eyes widening, Heine yanks out of the hold just before Eichel whispers something and his body goes limp, beyond his control, even though his mind is racing. He'd been Imperiused, but why—what are they doing? Why are they in bed together? Eichel's already come inside him, and the realization drags raggedly through his chest.
Eichel picks him back up, hands firm. With surprising ease he settles Heine back against his chest, letting the rest of his body fall however gravity decides. "Do it, Jade. Try it." His voice is right next to Heine's ear.
No. The spell starts to peel away, but only enough for him to struggle weakly. He manages to lift his head.
"Jade," he says. Don't, he only thinks, as Eichel pushes his fingers back into his mouth. Without thinking about it Heine responds, tongue wrapping around them and eyes half-shutting.