<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/80/10/93/8010931c7aa5262718f039b6887c517f.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Urvan Vsevolodovich (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14669809#msg14669809)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Durmstrang / 6th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> MUGGLE BORN <br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 | Chestnut | Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Uniform. Tattoos covered <br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 2 September, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Feast - Outside<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Smokin'<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bobby Vinton - Sealed With A Kiss (https://youtu.be/ZvP42bkrhO4)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elias, OPEN</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The escape to Hogwarts was going to be a breath of fresh air for Urvan. Even at Durmstrang he felt still had the overwhelming plague of his family's expectations of him. If they would have known that Urvan was falling for another man, and another wizard at that--it may have almost been as bad as Elias admitting that he was fooling around with a muggle born. These culture and class differences somehow made the longing for Elias even stronger. Tempted by the fate of what he could not have. Wondering what it would have been like to commit to something more than fuck buddies with Elias.<br/><br/>Urvan was afraid to admit it, but he was too scared to bring the subject up to Elias. Especially while Elias was making the corner's of his lips smile. The touch of his fingers up Urvan's arms sent goosebumps rolling up his spine. He licked his lips and drank in this moment. The strong structural and sharp features of his face painted perfectly across the backdrop. Gods, Elias was chiseled greater than the masterpieces done by Michelangelo or Da Vinci could even comprehend. It made his muse soar and at that moment he slipped his own hands out to Elias' sides. His fingers nipping on the shirt as he pulled him closer.<br/><br/>"No, I wouldn't dare of doing anything here," Urvan smirked in a low tone, and then slipped his fingers to Elias' chin. Pulling him in for that one final, long, and passionate kiss. Full of tongue as it explored his own mouth. The stubble on his chin gracing his face and his nostrils sucked in the air around him. Drinking him in as if he was his favorite drink. The hand on his shirt only dragged him in closer. Pressing him into Urvan as he continued to drink him in.<br/><br/>Damn the onlookers. Damn his parents and family. Damn Elias' too! Urvan wanted this man and one day he would have the courage to let him know just how badly it went beyond lust for him.<br/><br/>Eventually the lips pulled away from Elias and he looked at the door. "I'm not nervous anymore. Not about your brother that is," Urvan grazed the back of his fingers from his temple down to his chin. Giving Elias that one last look. "However, more than just Elliot will be wondering where we went to. You're right, we'll have plenty of time at Hogwarts to dive into whatever fun we found this summer," Urvan said biting his bottom lip and finally letting Elias' shirt go.<br/><br/>"Until then... you know where my room is and how to find me," Urvan finally let his lip slip out of his teeth. His desire for Elias growing, but the suppression that he practiced from his many summers around his parents slipped that familiar mask over his face. He looked calmer, less passionate, and more of the artistic man that he was as he headed toward the door back to the great hall. His body always leaning toward Elias, an eye always lingering on him, and his dreams hinting of what may be.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>END SCENE</em></div><br/>