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wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure

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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In the seconds after Jade pulls free, come puddles between his legs. He looks down, but doesn't react otherwise. His legs feel wet. The air touching him is cold in conjunction, his hole still open.

Eichel sits back after Jade pulls away, smile firmly in place. "What now? I thought I'd leave that to you." He reaches past Jade to touch Heine's leg, grasping his ankle and pulling so that he's laid out with his legs unbent.

"What do you want from him? More?" He grazes his teeth over the curve of Jade's ear. "Come and have some tea." They can leave Heine here. It isn't as if he'll mind.

More. He considers that thought for a moment, feeling it shiver through him, then nods decisively. Yes, he wants more. But - later.

For now, he cleans himself up, getting himself decent again before joining Professor Eichel at the table. This is just another lesson of his. They often have breaks for tea in between lessons; this is no different.

No different, except for Professor Rammstener still lying on the bed, oblivious to everything. When he looks at him, a shadow passes over Jade's expression, but it quickly disappears again. Professor Rammsteiner seems content like this, even if it can't be very comfortable. There won't be any harm in leaving him to cool off.

Who knows? Maybe he'll be calmer when he fully comes back to his senses.

Jade settles into his usual seat, heating up the tea again with a tap of his wand.

Despite the movement around him and the feeling that he's been fucked open, twice in quick succession, Heine is drifting off. In his mind there's nothing to keep him in the present or focused now that he's been left alone on the bed.

Eichel cleans up as well, only looking over Heine and running his hand up to cradle his jaw before joining Jade at the table. The room smells too much like sex even under the familiar scent of tea, but he ignores it. After two cups are poured he takes a small sip before relaxing back in his chair, almost sprawling.

"You're doing well," he remarks casually. "Good control. Have you had to exert any particular effort?"

Jade, by contrast, sits relatively straight-backed, although there's an ease to his shoulders that's rarely there. He sips at his tea, shaking his head as he does.

"Not really," he says. "You're right. He's susceptible to this kind of thing."

He says it without judgement, but there's a flatness to his tone (different from its usual flatness) that indicates he's judging Professor Rammsteiner all the same.

Eichel nods, agreeing, leaving his tea for now. From time to time his gaze slides over to Heine, or what's visible of him from where they are, but it's a brief check rather than an expression of interest.

"It makes it easier. Enforcing the Imperius Curse on someone who resists can lead to irreversible damage." Despite that, it's almost an offhand mention, like it's the obvious consequence of playing too roughly with an owned object or toy. Eichel leans forward a little. "Are you enjoying it? It's hard to tell with you, sometimes," he says, but he looks amused—joking.

He nods at what Professor Eichel is saying, not seeming bothered by the possibility of irreversible damage. It's only logical. He'll be careful, and it's not as if he has plans to use the Imperius Curse on anyone else.

At the question, he frowns a little. "I don't know."

He enjoys it in a purely physical sense, he supposes. Mentally...he's not too sure. He can't entirely shake off the questioning voice that wonders if this is something Professor Nebilim would approve of.

Eichel just laughs and sits back once more. Perhaps it's to be expected, since it's a new experience for him, he's sure. So he takes his time drinking the tea, going over conceptual bases for the Imperius Curse and not questioning Jade much further except on recall and understanding. When Eichel tires of it, he's mostly sure that Jade is familiar with the new topic.

Finally he stands, looking over to scan Heine as he does. He's still lying on the bed, nearly in the same position as he'd been left, only having moved where his hands are. Eichel stretches slightly before leading Jade over to continue more or less where they'd left off.

"Did he satisfy you with his mouth?" A rhetorical question, since he already knows the answer, but it's a better way to lead in. "I want you to try the same—with Heine."

"Why?" He asks, even though he's already moving to the bed, not in the habit of disobeying Professor Eichel. It doesn't matter that something like this is degrading. It doesn't matter that he's not particularly enthused by the thought of putting his mouth to work that way. He and Professor Eichel had struck a deal, and Jade intends to uphold his end of the bargain.

Mostly, he's wondering why Professor Eichel wants him to satisfy Professor Rammsteiner and not himself. Jade kneels on the bed with a soft rustle of cloth, moving to part Professor Rammsteiner's legs again.

At their approach, this time Heine stirs slightly, gaze lifting. He shifts his legs, following Jade's touch. There's recognition, now, that the damp sheets between his legs is uncomfortable.

Eichel just offers them both the same smile before responding.

"Because I want you to practice." He's not ashamed of the request, and in fact would simply prefer that Jade be more familiar with the action before experiencing it himself.

"All right."

Suck Professor Rammsteiner off, then suck Professor Eichel off, is that the way it is? He was hoping to be fu- taken, tonight, but what he wants doesn't matter. There will be other nights.

Settling between Professor Rammsteiner's legs once more, Jade pauses to consider what to do next. He knows now, from experience, that simply grabbing hold of someone and getting to work isn't the proper way to go about things, not if he wants to get results.

His hands are still on Professor Rammsteiner's knees, which gives him an idea. Carefully, he begins to run one hand down the length of Professor Rammsteiner's leg, feeling the soft skin of his inner thigh. He can see Professor Rammsteiner's hole, still red, still gaping open: the results of his handiwork, his and Professor Eichel's. Curiously, Jade teases his fingers against the rim, wondering if Professor Rammsteiner would find it unpleasant.

Eichel sits back and watches as Jade continues to move his hands. Heine registers this with a hazy sort of understanding. They're in his room, why wouldn't he be there—even if Jade is in the process of touching him in such an intimate way? Heine looks away from Eichel and instead focuses on the light contact against his skin. It's nice, just as everything else was, until dry fingertips brush between his legs. Breathing in sharply, Heine's legs twitch and he almost dislodges Jade's hands entirely.

He'd let them both fuck him? Why..?

It's fine. Slowly, Heine relaxes again.

The way Professor Rammsteiner suddenly jerks is unexpected. Jade instinctively pulls his hand back.

"Relax, Professor" he murmurs, since that had seemed to work well last time. He sets his hand on Professor Rammsteiner's thigh again, then turns his head to look at Professor Eichel.

"I think the Curse might be starting to wear off." He comments, mentally running over all the theory he had just been taught. He focuses his will on Professor Rammsteiner. Relax. Enjoy yourself.

After a moment Heine calms, his body relaxing. There's a force on his mind and concentration, smoothing everything out. He sighs, gaze settling on Jade. Enjoyment is a strange enough concept to him, but he starts to respond positively after a moment.

"Don't worry," Eichel says, voice soothing. If things go wrong he's still here, after all.

Letting out a quiet noise of acknowledgement, he turns back to Professor Rammsteiner once more. Gradually, he lets go of that mental force he's exerting. He doesn't want control over Professor Rammsteiner, really; he just wants him to loosen up, to make things easier.

His hand wraps around Professor Rammsteiner's cock, stroking up and down in slow motions, just to get his teacher accustomed to being touched. He'd rather not jolt him into a state of tension again. Jade adjusts his own position as well, lying down on the bed, frowning a little as he readies himself to take Professor Rammsteiner into his mouth.

What had Professor Rammsteiner done for him that first time? He had started with his tongue first, hadn't he? Jade closes that last bit of distance between them, licking a slow strip all the way from the base of Professor Rammsteiner's cock to the tip. The taste and scent that surround him are wholly new, but it stirs something in him, making him shiver and moan quietly.

Though the pressure lessens, Heine stays as he is. He does feel good... so it's fine to enjoy this. Blinking slowly, he watches as Jade touches his tongue against his hard cock.

Not thinking, he murmurs Jade's name again and raises his hips slightly.

The movement sends the tip of Professor Rammsteiner's cock bumping against his lip. Jade hesitates for only a second before he opens his mouth, taking in the head of the cock. It's - strange, suddenly having something in his mouth, tasting Professor Rammsteiner so much more clearly than before. Not entirely sure what to do, he sucks lightly, his tongue sliding against the base of the head as he does so.

As inexpert as the stimulation is, Heine has been on edge for too long to care that much. He shuts his eyes, focusing on only the sensation. Wet friction and warmth are about all he notices. It's been a long time since someone sucked him off. Why it's happening now, he isn't sure.

—why is it happening? Who—Jade. Heine frowns slightly and looks down, confusion starting to develop when he realizes that he must have been here for some time. Why hasn't he gotten cleaned up? His legs feel sticky, and Jade—

Jade—

"What're you doing? Why am I still—"

...why had he been here in the first place? Heine starts sitting up, pulling away from Jade, gaze darting around the room as he realizes that this is a situation that should not be happening.

He's starting to adjust to the foreign sensation of having a cock in his mouth when Professor Rammsteiner suddenly pulls away. The head of his cock pops out from Jade's mouth with a wet noise. The disturbance has Jade looking upwards, exasperation written all over his face.

So much for Professor Rammsteiner calming down once the Imperius Curse wears off.

"What do you think?" He asks scathingly. He shifts forward, still lying down, reaching for Professor Rammsteiner's cock once more. "Relax. Let me finish."

The sooner they finish, the better. It's not as if Professor Rammsteiner has to do anything but lie back and enjoy himself. Jade doesn't really see a problem here - maybe his former teacher is just disoriented.

He meant to leave. Eichel had cast the Imperius Curse, and then... fuck.

"Get off of me. You—you both—"

"Imperio," Eichel cuts in calmly. Heine trails off, eyes dimming slightly and head lowering. "There we go."

He comes around the side of the bed to sit by Jade, rubbing his back. "Heine's just confused. Give him a minute."

Eichel knows very well that Heine is far more than confused. Even if he remembers everything, reconciling the events with the fact that he hadn't resisted at all will put a strain on the poor boy, he's sure. Eichel starts easing Heine back into what he wants from the Imperius Curse. Starting from base understanding and desires, rather than just action, causing Heine's outward appearance to be more natural. Make it up to him. He wants you.

Does he? Heine isn't sure. Of course.

Of course. Moving slowly, Heine extends a hand toward Jade, fingertips lightly brushing the side of his face.

"I'm... sorry."

Again, Jade lets out a quiet noise of acknowledgement in response to what Professor Eichel is saying, even though he has his doubts. Professor Rammsteiner seems to be feeling something a lot more extreme than simple confusion. But 'confusion' is still an adequate word to describe what had happened, he supposes.

Confusion, mixed with revulsion. Once again, a frown passes over his face, only to flicker rapidly into an expression of surprise when Professor Rammsteiner's fingers suddenly brush against his cheek.

"It's fine," he mutters, caught off-guard. Something about the gesture feels...intimate, in a way different from the intimacy of sex. "Do you... Do you want me to keep going?"

He's beginning to realize, vaguely, that he doesn't want to force Professor Rammsteiner into anything. Professor Rammsteiner may not be exactly himself when he's under the influence of the Imperius Curse. But if he's truly opposed to what's happening, Jade thinks he'll react somehow when faced with such a direct question.

Eichel watches carefully, letting it unfold as naturally as it can for now.

So it's with normal bearing that Heine shakes his head slightly in response. Despite the comforting lightness in his chest, Heine hasn't forgotten his own wants. He wants someone close. He'd just been afraid for a long time, but in this moment he worries about nothing. Careful, gentle, he touches Jade's shoulder.

Tell him you want him. "I want you." And then Heine hesitates for a moment, before Eichel's quiet urging pushes him along. Heine leans forward and kisses him, more softly than before. Everything is easier when he isn't second-guessing himself at every moment, when no judging, cruel voice from the past whispers worst-case consequences at every turn.

It's just Eichel's voice, now, leading him to an even worse result.

He's a little stiff under Professor Rammsteiner's touch, a little unsure, sensing something different about Professor Rammsteiner but not entirely sure what it is, or how he should react. There are warm lips against his own; he kisses back automatically, with a great deal more skill than that first harsh, bruising kiss he had given Professor Rammsteiner.

But he pulls away soon enough, mouth quirked into a bitter little smile. "Really."

He doesn't know if he should believe him. He doesn't know how much of this is the Imperius Curse - and, by extension, Eichel - and how much of it s Professor Rammsteiner. But he has the evidence, the facts: Professor Rammsteiner could barely look at him after that second time, and he certainly didn't want him around. It's difficult to reconcile his behaviour then to his behaviour now.

It doesn't really matter though, does it? At this moment, they both want sex. Jade leans forward to kiss his teacher again, slow and purposeful.

Jade's question brings Heine to a halt; his eyes are still focused, but there's a hint of confusion in his face. Is it... wrong, then, the belief that Jade wants him? Was he just imagining things? (Wishful thinking isn't something Heine normally prescribes to himself, but maybe—)

It's fine. Heine kisses him back, an edge of teeth scraping over Jade's lower lip but gentle otherwise. He likes it, and you do too.

Eyes shutting slightly, Heine extends a hand to brace the back of Jade's head, tugging him up and closer so he can touch his body. With his hands he's less gentle, fingertips occasionally digging in and pressing firmly, but he's attentive, thinking about nothing but Jade.

He allows himself to be pulled close, not seeing a reason to resist. He likes this, likes the contrast of gentle kisses and touches against the occasional sharper edge of pressure. Jade continues to kiss Professor Rammsteiner, moving forward on his knees so he can press their hips flush together.

This is far from the first time he's been intimate with someone, but there's a novelty to the whole thing that hasn't worn off yet. As he moves to settle himself on Professor Rammsteiner's lap, he feels that now-familiar buzz of curiosity mixed with anticipation shivering up his spine.

Having not come yet, Heine twitches slightly at the warmth settling into his lap. He digs his nails, blunt and cut short, into the skin at the small of Jade's back, by his hip.

Eichel waits. He tells Heine, Be gentle with him.

Of course. Heine draws back, kisses Jade's neck and then his collarbone. His hands move lower, palming over the curve of his ass and fingers seeking lower before he remembers. Gentle. For a moment he casts around, wondering where he is that he wouldn't know locations of personal items like that, but Eichel understands after a moment and passes him the lube.

Shifting their position around so that he can fit his hand between them, he begins. Heine had been careful last time, too, but this time he's more attentive to Jade than just obvious pain. He seeks out the most sensitive spots he can think of with his fingertips, staring at Jade.

He just wants this to be good. You're doing well. More slowly, Heine—so he takes his time. Eichel comes to kneel behind Jade to stroke his hair, to touch Heine's cheek.

"Good boy," Eichel hums. His voice is at Jade's ear, but he looks at Heine—even if Heine is looking only at Jade.

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