<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Orion Reed<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Half<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Ravenclaw 1st Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Friday, September 29th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Red-Violet Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Newly Boyfriends<br/><strong>THEME:</strong>Hands of time... (https://youtu.be/CedVxOZ6xAA)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Finley Clark!</em><br/><hr/><br/><em>Only... if you'll be mine.</em>The way Finley Clark said it made Orion think of open blue skies with the occasional white cloud sailing by a mile an hour. If they were eagles, they were circling on the cold and pure zephyr now. Above the whole world, eyes closed, wings out, and nothing else. To be Finley's, Orion sighed happily at his answer and felt the veracity in his lips. The sway, the stray, the peck on his neck back in the red-violet room on that black stone table.<br/><br/>"Orion..." that throaty whisper came, making his cock jump. No one talked to him lovingly like that before in his life, ever. He gladly let Finley lie him on his back, hands locked behind his knees dragging to the edge, legs apart. To see him towering like that with needing eyes, Orion knew what he wanted and that he wanted it now. The burning hot cock played with his ass cheeks before stroking at his taint and sensitive sphincter. It puckered at being teased. Not even he himself could tease it like Finley did, so this felt like new and uncontrollable. It yearned, then he yearned.<br/><br/>It was nigh time to give up control anyway. He relaxed, toes uncurling.<br/><br/>"Aah.." he gasped breathily. He did worry about not having lube at hand and bleeding from a chafed tear, but once Finley brought out a lubricated condom, it was like prayers were answered. Orion only wished he had the mind to bring condoms to Hogwarts; he was too wrapped up with Diagon Alley purchases and dreams of magic and mystery that he hadn't thought about chances like this. He never imagined he would meet a guy like Finley Clark, a wizard and classmate who he'd want to fall in love with and share his intimate holes with. When his hole was swabbed with a dollop of precum and explored with a probing finger, he shoved fingers in his own mouth to stop from yelping and groaning too loudly. That's too good, too good.<br/><br/><em>His mind shot back to the day of Sorting, seeing Finley at the table sitting across him, among food and candlelight. His sharp jawline and shoulders.</em>His knob's pressing at my entrance... Too good...<em>Orion's mind shot to their lofty sky-bright and star-specked dorms, every time he passed Finley in a hallway around a corner, catching his eye when both faces turned without thought, interest captured and left lingering unspoken in the air, both tossing and turning and lying in their beds always in view. Orion's heart bloomed, wanting to soothe him to sleep, to be in his arms and legs.</em>His knob's prodding in and out my tiny hole... slowly swallowing what it can take, resisting what it can't... before sighing and enveloping a little more.<em>Orion grabbed the ends of the black stone table with both hands, eyes shut, lower lip snagged.</em>That's it, way too good...  Just a little more sliding wet friction with Finley's cock in me... Unh...<br/><br/><em>Then that colorful day at Quidditch try-outs, some horseplay, some manhandling, a little push in the radiant sun, a playful shove, the way the wind played with Finley's hair... The roar of the bonfire tonight, their long embrace, the blanket at the lake, the dance of tongues... Orion eased closer into Finley's hips, and finally he was in whole, snug and deep.</em>This is my boyfriend's cock, unh, taking my ass. Yes... best night of my life.<br/><br/><hr/>