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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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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.

His breath hitches, then leaves him in a sigh. For him, preparation is a means to an end, something to be finished quickly so he can move on. But the way Professor Rammsteiner is touching him right now, feeling out his most sensitive spots... Jade raises himself slightly, kneeling, trying to press himself against the digits stroking at his inner walls.

There's something different about the way Professor Rammsteiner is fingering him compared to that first time, but he lacks the skill (or experience) to discern what it is. He only knows that it's pleasant. Pleasurable. Just like the hand stroking at his hair. He isn't entirely sure who Professor Eichel is talking to - and isn't sure if he likes the thought of being called good boy, as if he's some dog - but he reacts to the hum of his low voice all the same, a shudder twisting through his shoulderblades.

He's jolted out of his thoughts as Professor Rammsteiner's fingers brush against something inside him, making him tense up and hiss, thighs twitching.

More. He wants to feel that again. More insistently than before, he grinds down against Professor Rammsteiner's fingers. Perhaps he should be ashamed of being so easy - especially tonight, he's heard plenty of his peers whispering and giggling about this sort of thing - but Jade has never been one to shy away from what he wants.

Seeing and hearing his response, Heine continues, bending his wrist. He finds the same spot again and rubs his fingertips in that spot, harder now—a little too hard. Eichel directs his gaze to where they're joined from above, wrapping his arms around Jade and starting to grind against him from behind.

Spread him, Eichel urges. Heine does it, moving his fingers apart abruptly. Make him feel good. And of course he wants this, wants to see Jade relax and his expression change in that way it had before when he'd been so overwhelmed.

Heine removes his fingers but uses the same hand to hold him open, reaching towards his entrance and pulling to make him more open, spreading him as he begins to push up and into him. All Eichel has been telling him is to want this, and it's all Heine has in him now, this deep and aching urge to get every bit of Jade to feel the same way he does.

When fingers brush against that spot inside him again, Jade's whole body jerks, only to relax when he feels the hot press of Professor Eichel's body on his own. He's being rutted against, Professor Eichel grinding into him, slow and lazy. Jade leans forward, allowing Professor Rammsteiner to take his weight, trying to expose himself to Professor Eichel as much as possible.

He groans, soft, feeling the spread of Professor Rammsteiner's fingers inside him and knowing what it's leading up to. Still, the feeling of being spread open by Professor Rammsteiner's hand is new; he feels strangely exposed, as if he's being prepared and put on display, ready for both of his teachers to use.

Sure enough, he can feel the head of Professor Rammsteiner's cock nudging at his entrance. Acting more on instinct than anything, he shifts, trying to spread his legs wider, sinking down slowly on Professor Rammsteiner's cock with a wordless gasp. Before, he had felt exposed. Now, he just feels stretched and full, unable to focus on anything except the slow burn of being penetrated.

"Easy," Eichel murmurs. Heine finds a pace almost immediately. pushing in most of the way before withdrawing, pumping into Jade at a slow speed. He doesn't have to think about anything, and the shifting heat surrounding his cock is enough to blur away all responsibilities.

Behind Jade, Eichel runs his hands over his sides, then over his thighs, hands massaging at the muscle. Barely ten seconds have passed before he acts again. "Just a little more." On the next thrust upwards Heine makes, Eichel tries to fit one more slicked finger in alongside him.

Jade's reaction is instantaneous. His back curves, shoulders hunching at the unexpected girth forcing him open. Another gasp catches in his throat.

"Wh-what...?"

He had just been starting to get used to the feeling of Professor Rammsteiner's cock sliding in and out of him. Now, he finds himself thrown off-balance again, instinctively clenching around this new intrusion but not quite knowing what it is - or what Professor Eichel hopes to achieve with it. He shoots Professor Eichel a surprised glance over one shoulder, his eyes wide with a silent question.

"It's just me, Jade," like that's what's concerning him. Eichel adds more lube to his fingers before trying again. On the next thrust he has Heine stay still hilted inside Jade while he slowly moves just his finger, feeling around to see how receptive Jade is to a thicker penetration.

To distract him, Eichel uses Heine; Heine thinks that Jade looks worried so he kisses his neck, nipping softly at the skin a second later. He keeps up the attention until Eichel feels Jade relax slightly, which is when they both pull out and push back in. This time there are two fingers alongside Heine's cock, stretching him open.

He doesn't know what Professor Eichel is doing. Is this a test, to see how much he can take? Maybe.

Or maybe it's something simpler: physical gratification.

Regardless, Jade can feel his body slowly adjusting, loosening around the curl of Professor Eichel's finger, until he's able to take him more or less comfortably. Professor Rammsteiner helps, dotting his skin with gentle kisses. But even as his body relaxes, he feels tension rising in him, an expectation that things will escalate - and soon.

He's proven right. When both his teachers moves again, pushing deep into him, it's almost as if a physical force drives the breath out of his lungs. His muscles twitch, spasming helplessly as they're forced open.

"Wait," he mutters. Damn, he feels so stretched and open. "I can't..."

He trails off. This is already on the edge of too much. He can't take any more, can he...? Professor Eichel can't expect him to...

For a moment Eichel pauses. For a moment, it seems like he'll give Jade the break, hearing him complain.

Then he forces his fingers in deeper and leaves them there. Still, his voice is even and authoritative.

"You can. It's a different feeling, but you can take it." Eichel kisses behind Jade's ear just as Heine presses his lips to the corner of his mouth, a touch that lingers for a moment.

Slowly. Heine rocks his hips upwards, drawing the tip of his tongue along Jade's neck without hurry. With a soft sigh, Eichel shifts his position and starts teasing his third finger at his entrance.

"Just a little more, Jade. Then you can have both of us."

For a moment, he thought he'll be granted a reprieve.

Then the fingers slide into him, forcing him even wider open. His breath leaves him in a strangled gasp. He can feel Professor Eichel's fingers pressing against his walls, holding him open as Professor Rammsteiner's cock slides into him again. He moans, unable to think past the haze of too much.

There's something else teasing against the rim of his hole. Professor Eichel's voice is low against his ear.

"I don't want..." And again, his words trail off into silence. It doesn't matter what he wants, he reminds himself. He and Professor Eichel have a deal. He just needs to submit to Professor Eichel.

Shuddering, he allows himself to slump against Professor Rammsteiner, pressing his forehead against his shoulder. Professor Rammsteiner seems to be concerned about him. Jade can't help but react to it, instinctively seeking out every little scrap of comfort he can find, when he's being pushed past limits he hadn't even realized he had possessed.

Heine's eyes stay on Jade's face after he draws back from the kiss, tracing the shape of his face. He doesn't know what he's doing, really, but it does feel good, and he—keep going—keeps going, rolling his hips up into Jade. When Jade's head lands on his shoulder Heine realizes, something's wrong...

Keep going.

He closes his eyes. Jade feels warm, his insides shuddering and tight, especially when Eichel's three fingers move inside him and his knuckles rub against his cock. Achingly hard, Heine already feels climax approaching, but he's only supposed to keep going and not finish.

And Heine wants Jade to feel good too. He turns his head into Jade's neck, eyes still closed as he inhales slowly. Not knowing what to do, and given no instruction, he falters.

But Jade smells good. Heine nuzzles the warm spot behind Jade's ear. The bite he leaves on the back of his neck is just enough for Jade to feel his teeth before he switches to soft swipes of his tongue.

Behind Jade, Eichel huffs a laugh and pulls at the edge of Jade's hole, hooking him open before he forces his pinkie in as well. He hadn't expected Heine to be so affectionate, but he supposes it comes with Heine actually acknowledging (or being forced to think he's acknowledging) emotion. It's rather endearing. Even if Heine's version of affection seems to mostly involve teeth.

Focus on Professor Rammsteiner instead. Focus on the feeling of sharp teeth and the almost ticklish swipe of his tongue, instead of the feeling of being stretched open further than he had thought possible. Even now, he can fit Professor Eichel forcing another finger into him. His muscles burn in protest.

Four fingers. That's four fingers inside him. But his hole remains stubbornly tight, clenching around the too-large intrusion - Jade can't even remember what it means to relax.

He bites at Professor Rammsteiner's shoulder, muffling a quiet noise. There's a strange, stinging sensation at his eyes; he can feel wetness dampening his cheeks.

Eichel gives Jade a slight reprieve of a sort, leaving his fingers where they are while Heine works his hips in short, regular thrusts. Heine's shoulder is bared completely, but he doesn't respond to Jade biting down on his skin. It hurts, a little. He doesn't mind. Heine leans into Jade's neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses to his skin and slowing his pace down to nothing, because he can take it easy. Give him time to adjust.

"Too much?" Eichel asks. He isn't looking at Jade's face when he withdraws his fingers to properly slick himself, and doesn't really wait for an answer before he returns. He pushes until Heine lies back; Heine pulls Jade with him, hands moving down to spread Jade's legs apart for Eichel when he gets on top of them both.

Heine turns his head to try and Jade on the mouth again. He likes the feeling of it, moving languidly to run his tongue over Jade's lips and teeth—even as Eichel presses the head of his cock next to where Heine is still buried in him, almost to the hilt, and begins to work his way in by slow, unrelenting pressure.

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