School Year Starting Logs: Train + Feast/Sorting!

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WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Anything!
RATING: PG through PG-13
WHEN: The day of September 2nd for the train, and at night for the feast!
WHERE: Hogwarts Express/Platform 9 3/4 and The Great Hall
WHAT: Gotta get back to Hogwarts! Back to witches and wizards and magical feasts! Students and teachers are finally heading back to school on the Hogwarts express, and with the new school year means sorting for the first years!
STATUS: Ongoing!
NOTE: There is a thread for the Train back to Hogwarts, and the Feast, with a subthread for the Sorting! First years can comment to be sorted, and everyone else can greet their new house mates/students!

Comments

[mo_cara]

[Oh. oops. This is probably a sign he shouldn't have said that.]

Uh. If you wanted. You don't have to, I was just. You know. Making a motherfuckin' offer. Uh. Never be minding that. [biting his lip and trying to look intensely interested in that window over there ...]

[rule_britannia]

[Stiiiill staring. And then blushing. Ack]

You have a hell of a way of 'making an offer', you know.

[He rubs one hand over his face]

[mo_cara]

[Well, that makes two of them - Gamzee is all pinking up again, still looking at anything but Arthur.] Yeah, sorry bro. Maybe be forgetting I said that. I know that ain't your thing, it's cool.

[rule_britannia]

It's not as if I'm entirely opposed to the idea, you're not a bad looking guy or anything, but.. mm..

[Oh he is glad that no one is walking in on this]

[mo_cara]

Mm? [raising his eyebrows and glancing quickly at Arthur, confused, then away again]

[rule_britannia]

[He bumps his head off his knee and groans quietly]

This is stupid.

[mo_cara]

[Oh, right.] Sorry. [again, not sure what else to say, looking down at his long-fingered hands, clasped loosely in his lap now]

[rule_britannia]

No, no it's.. fine, it's.. You're serious about it?

[mo_cara]

Yeah? I mean, I ain't trying to be getting all up in your pants or anything, or picking up on you or nothing. [worriedly - he really doesn't want Arthur thinking he's that kind of sleazy guy] But ... yeah, if you wanted to just try ... yeah.

[rule_britannia]

[Really, Arthur doesn't think Gamzee could be that kind of guy if he tried. If it was anyone else... but he isn't exactly subtle, and Arthur's pretty sure that if he says something, that's exactly what he means. No ulterior motive]

... Yeah. Okay.

[mo_cara]

... okay? [Gamzee's not sure if that means Arthur's forgiven him for bringing up something so crass, or if he actually wants to try it out. He looks up uncertainly, trying to figure it out from the cues on his friend's face.]

[rule_britannia]

[He nods slightly]

Yeah. I mean..

[Pause. Arthur rubs the back of his neck]

There's no harm in it, is there.

[mo_cara]

Nah. Not even a little bit. [still blinking, then he'll smile tentatively, and pull himself to his feet, stretching out his long limbs again as he takes a few steps towards Arthur]

[rule_britannia]

[Arthur's just going to.. stay sat down, because if he stands up he might fall over and he's not even sure why he's nervous because it's only Gamzee]

Oh, come on, I'm not going to hit you.

[mo_cara]

A motherfucker never knows with you. [But the taller boy's tone is teasing, and he smiles a little more, stepping up so he's right next to Arthur. He wants to do this right, so his friend can get an actual idea of how to kiss well, but he's also a little bit excited - Arthur's cute, and older, and while he might not want to date the other boy, or have a crush on him, Gamzee's more than a little attracted, especially by those brilliant green eyes. He always did like green.

So one hand comes up, ghosts over Arthur's jaw, then slides back into his thick blond hair, until Gamzee's hand is settled lightly on the nape of the other boy's neck. Then he leans down, pressing half-parted lips gently to Arthur's, testing the waters as it were, since diving right in with tongue was way motherfuckin' rude.]

[rule_britannia]

Heh..

[Gamzee has that more than right. Arthur's more violent tendencies are somewhat unpredictable and a person can never be sure if they're going to be on the receiving end of them. The only reason he rarely lashes out at Gamzee for his various transgressions is that the younger boy probably wouldn't even know why he was doing it.

He knows how kissing works, in theory, but he doesn't expect that light touch in his hair and draws a quick breath in, goosebumps racing up his arms. His eyes snap shut a moment before their lips meet, fingers gripping hard to to Gamzee's shoulder]

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee takes it slow, his fingers stirring lightly through the finer hairs at the base of Arthur's skull. At first he just moves his lips gently against the other boy's, letting him get used to the feeling, giving him a few moments before he lightly teases the tip of his tongue against Arthur's bottom lip, like an interrogative, Can I? Want to? The taller boy's scent - herbal and musky - seems to settle around them, probably because Gamzee is completely bent over the sitting Arthur, and his unruly hair falls forward to half curtain their faces as they kiss.]

[rule_britannia]

[Okay, it's not that weird. Well, it is weird, because he's never liked Gamzee that way and this is.. kind of..

He seems to forget all of that, though, a few moments in, as he pushes his fingers into Gamzee's hair, grips lightly and presses up to him and yes, very much encourages what he wants to do. There's a soft sound, almost like a chuckle, in the back of his throat as he parts his lips.

Hell, why not]

[mo_cara]

[There they go! Gamzee smiles briefly, against the kiss - he thought this might get stiff and awkward, but it seems like Arthur is catching on to what he's doing pretty well! Which means the taller boy relaxes a little, bracing his free hand on the back of the seat, and leaning in more by lifting his leg to rest his right knee on the seat, too, next to the blond's thigh.

When the tongue gets fully involved, it's with a little less trepidation and a lot more enthusiasm. The kiss becomes ... well, not sloppy, but deeper pretty quick, and then it's Gamzee's turn to make a pleased noise in the back of his throat, something low and a little rough. He likes kissing, and while he's never really imagined making out with Arthur, this is far from a disappointment. Give it much longer and he's going to start getting a bit hot under the collar, really.]

[rule_britannia]

[He is catching on quickly, if he does say so himself. It's an interesting sensation - Arthur probably tastes like sherbet, given the sweets he's been eating.

Not bad for a first. Not bad at all, but something like this can only go on for so long before one or the other of them starts getting more out of it than they should and a little red warning flag goes up in the back of Arthur's mind as he feels his heartbeat quicken. Still, it doesn't stop him from lightly nipping against Gamzee's lower lip before he drops a hand to his shoulder again and firmly pushes him back a few inches.

He's rather red, and a little wide-eyed, and he swallows once, then lets out a small, nervous sound]

[mo_cara]

[Welp. Guess this means Arthur doesn't mind kissing boys. Gamzee's rather flushed himself, and he blinks slowly a few times, as if coming out of a daze, then smiles, slow and sweet and mellow.]

Damn. I guess you don't need so much practice after all. [almost reluctantly, he slips his hand free of the other boy's neck - that had been ... nice. Really nice.]

[rule_britannia]

Um.. thanks. I think.

[A smile quirks at his lips and he distracts himself by fixing his hair and straightening his clothes, neither of which are necessary.

Now, he just needs to stop blushing, which is easier said than done]

[mo_cara]

Motherfucker, you be pretty cute when you're all red in the face like that. [No wonder Alfred's got a crush on him. Gamzee'll amble back to his seat, though, because seriously, Arthur, you're way too tempting when you're smiling and looking awkward.]

[rule_britannia]

Oh, sod off.

[He watches the ambling, then rubs one hand over his face again]

I hope you understand that we can never mention this to anyone.

[mo_cara]

Nah, I ain't a kiss and tell kind of motherfucker. [assures him, sprawling out on the seat again, then pausing a moment] ... that was okay?