wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure

[alittlemirror]

To say Jade is displeased would be an understatement. It's not that he cares about this detention tarnishing his record, no. He doesn't really care about his record. What he does care about is how it cuts into his studying time. He had just come across a particularly fascinating snippet on the nature of death and the soul...

(And besides, those Hufflepuffs had started it with their incessant chattering. They're like a less annoying version of Saphir, and nobody had ever really objected when he hexed Saphir. And it's not like he used a serious hex; he just sealed and removed their mouths. Easily reversible, if they knew what they were doing - and knew how to use nonverbal spells.

After all, what kind of first-year doesn't know how to use nonverbal spells?)

But someone had taken offense to his hex, and now he finds himself trudging to Professor Rammsteiner's office, growing increasingly irritated at the loss of his study time. From what he's heard of detentions, they usually entail doing useless, mundane tasks easily accomplished with a little creative wandwork. He's thought about ignoring Professor Rammsteiner's orders more than once, but he's also been told that it would just lead to more detentions and thus a bigger waste of time.

Oh well. He's here now. With one last irritated sigh, he raises his hand to the door and knocks.

"Professor Rammsteiner? This is Jade Curtiss."

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Eichel doesn't reply for a moment, busying himself with replacing and cleaning some of the water. He could answer truthfully—that the eggs are useful for more than just the rarely occurring Triwizard Tournament—but he doesn't see the need to. He comes to stand by Jade once more, resting a hand on his shoulder with a smile before moving it lower.

Almost casually, he pushes his fingers between Jade's legs and into him as he speaks. "I like to take care of people," he replies. "How are you feeling?"

[aseptic]

He's lying, Jade thinks, and raises an eyebrow, but doesn't challenge Professor Eichel out loud.

Then, suddenly, Professor Eichel's hand is on him again, stealing between his legs, fingers sliding into his hole without any difficulty at all. Jade gasps and tenses.

"Not yet," he mutters. He's still slick, but that's simply the slick from before.

But he'll be ready soon, he's sure of that. His hole twitches, instinctively trying to clench around Professor Eichel's fingers, a lazy spark of pleasure fluttering through his body.

He wants this. He doesn't want this. Jade has no idea what is running through his mind any more, but the longer he stands there, the less it seems to matter.

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"Soon," Eichel says, accidentally agreeing. He circles his fingers inside Jade, rubbing the tips against the rim of his hole and then deeper.

He fucks Jade with the length of his fingers, slowly, partially to distract him but also just because. He keeps it up until Jade is ready, at which point he helps him into the tub even if Jade tries to push him away.

[aseptic]

He doesn't try to push Professor Eichel away, quietly compliant thanks to the mind-altering slick and the spells Professor Eichel had placed over him, subtle threads that wind through every bit of his being, so skillfully placed that Jade is blind to their existence. He steps into the tub willingly, not at all perturbed by the way Professor Eichel's eyes linger on him, one hand smoothing over his back.

The eggs inside him are smaller than the ones inside Professor Rammsteiner. But there are more of them, and he's exhausted even before reaching the halfway point. His stomach looks as heavy and full as ever when Jade glances down, even if he knows, logically, that there should be less eggs inside him now.

It just doesn't feel that way. His legs are aching from the strain of having been spread open for so long. He blinks tiredly, his mind far away, thinking about Professor Eichel's skilled fingers instead.

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Eichel stands back, letting Jade work on his own. It's only when he stops that he steps forward, crouching next to the tub so he doesn't have to bend down as much and press his hand between Jade's legs.

"Not too many left," he promises. Eichel pulls Jade's legs and then his entrance a little further open. Slowly he works his fingers in and out of his body, trying to encourage the passage of the remaining eggs. They have time yet, but he knows he needs to get both Jade and Heine back before morning breaks.

[aseptic]

Professor Eichel always seems to know just what he wants, sometimes even better than Jade himself does. Despite himself, Jade lets out a pleased noise as the finger works into him, cock twitching at the feeling of his entrance being stretched.

The next egg presses against his prostate as it slowly slides out of him, helped along by Professor Eichel's fingers. Jade's cock hardens. For a moment, he feels uneasy, somewhat perturbed, but Professor Eichel's fingers thrust into him again and he forgets about that feeling entirely.

He's entirely worn out when he's done, one hand absently stroking at his (flat) stomach as he tries to work through the confused mix of empty sated tired aroused, half wanting to sleep and half wanting to feel Professor Eichel — or anyone, really — pinning him to the bed and breeding him again. Tiredly, his gaze drops to the eggs. There are so many of them, all round and large — had they really been inside his body just moments earlier?

[canicide]

There. All done. Eichel pats Jade's shoulder lightly and lets him sit for a few minutes before he reaches down to help him up.

"Good. You'll have to be back in your room by morning," he says. And he'd prefer to keep Jade in the dark about what's going to happen to the eggs, so it's best if he leaves. Well, he decides, worst comes to worst he can use a Memory Charm.

[aseptic]

Professor Eichel's voice is enough to jolt him out of his dazed state (although not entirely). He has to take a second to go through Professor Eichel's words before they sink in properly.

"Why?" He ends up asking. There's a part of him that's strangely reluctant to leave the eggs. He could almost call it a protective instinct but...it's not a true protective instinct, is it? It's likely something artificial, just another way the creature in the pool had tampered with his mind.

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"People will talk." Eichel strokes Jade's hair back, cradling the back of his head gently. "And you should get some rest before the next task, hm?"

He steps away and goes to Heine's side. His old student is still slumped against the wall, eyes half closed. Eichel helps him up and lets him lean against the wall until he's able to walk again.

"And take Heine back to his room," he adds, voice firm.

[aseptic]

He enjoys Professor Eichel's touches, even the oddly affectionate ones, and it's disappointing when his teacher decides to pull away. Jade doesn't complain, though; he rarely does when it comes to Professor Eichel.

Still, he pauses slightly when Professor Eichel gives his last order. Take Heine back to his room. It can't be as simple as that, Professor Eichel must be expecting him to tie up all loose ends.

He hesitates for a second longer. Then he nods. "Understood."

Professor Rammsteiner is a liability right now. He needs to get him to his room and wipe his memories, even if...

No. There are no alternatives to consider. He'll do what he has to.

[canicide]

Eichel smiles. Better that Jade follows his directions, better that he listens.

Better for him, anyway.

He helps Heine stand up straight and redries his robe. Heine buttons it up and ties it, but that's all, before he moves to follow Jade wherever he leads.

Eichel clears his throat to catch Jade's attention. "Ready?" He's about to remove his own Imperius Curse.

[aseptic]

Jade is dressed again, his robes fitting properly against his body, his wand held firmly in one hand. The last traces of his arousal have finally disappeared. He nods, decisive. "Ready."

Professor Eichel's smile hangs over him, warm and approving, as he takes control of Professor Rammsteiner without even giving him a second to adjust to being out of Professor Eichel's control. From there, it's a simple matter to bring him back to his room. He knows better than to free Professor Rammsteiner from the Imperius Curse this time; he takes a moment to carefully craft the Memory Charm in his mind, then casts it on Professor Rammsteiner with cool efficiency.

No loose ends. He makes Professor Rammsteiner change and get into his bed, then casts another charm, a sleeping charm this time. Only then does he release his control over Professor Rammsteiner.

Exhaustion settles in his bones. He feels empty, hollow. This time, he doesn't linger to make sure Professor Rammsteiner is fine. He leaves without a word, locking the door behind him.

[canicide]

His mind rises from the swamp it's in, but just a little—and then there's another weight on him, holding him safe and down. Heine's posture barely changes before he's under the Imperius Curse again.

Back in his room, he goes through the motions of changing, climbing into bed, closing his eyes. He sleeps easily and deeply.

Waking up sore again is odd. Heine frowns in the mirror, looking himself over, but he doesn't notice any marks but the old imprints of teeth from—Jade, apparently. Maybe he's just been sleeping wrong. It would explain some things, like how tired he is despite sleeping all night.

Heine resolves to try and go to bed earlier. He wants to be up at the right time to see the next task, after all.