The clowns are back in town

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WHO: Kurloz and people at or around the Ravenclaw table!
TONE: Light, silly?
RATING: PG-13 for language
WHEN: Morning 17th February
WHERE: Ravenclaw table, Great Hall
WHAT: Herbert extended a welcome to Kurloz to join him at the Ravenclaw table whenever for chit-chats. Kurloz takes him up on it.

Look at that clown. All covered in skeleton-like face-paint so early in the morning, and on a Sunday of all days! Unfortunately for the intellectual students of Ravenclaw table, that there clown wouldn't be sitting with his fellow strangers in Slytherin.

Nope, he's on his way to join his buddy Herbert in the pond of blue and bronze!

Cue one lanky teen flopping gracefully next to said Ravenclaw with a broad grin and a wave of his hand.

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Far be it for Kurloz to deny Herbert access to his lap! A large hand grasps at the Ravenclaw's thigh to tug him down to straddle his legs, nipping at thin lips before delving past them again with his tongue. He completely plundered the boy's mouth and demanded his complete attention to that one kiss, fingers massaging at Herbert's nape as he held Herbert's head in place.

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Oh! Herbert was pretty sure he'd never been in anyone's lap before (at least in the last ten years or so), and he made another of those bird-like sounds as he was settled on the Slytherin's thighs. His arms slid automatically around the taller boy's neck, though he wasn't quite pressed up against Kurloz all the way, not yet. He was totally open to the other boy's plundering tongue, though, tilting his head to give him better access as he felt his stomach doing odd flipflops. He hadn't realized he get so into this with someone he didn't fancy, but he had to admit, he was rapidly getting lost in what they were doing, his heart racing to try and keep up.

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Kurloz's shoulder shook with silent laughter at the strange sound but then he threw himself into kissing Herbert senseless. His hand ran up Herbert's thigh to his hip, dragging him forward to press up against Kurloz's front. Kurloz loved kissing, though he didn't get to do it so much after the incident with Meulin, and he was attacking Herbert's mouth like a starving man who'd been set down in front of a banquet.

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It didn't take long to overwhelm the smaller boy, who kind of felt like he was just clinging to Kurloz for dear life now. But it was a good kind of clinging - the way the Slytherin was attacking his mouth didn't give him any time to second guess any of this, all Herbert could do was react. Which meant he was squirming in Kurloz's lap and up against his front and was opening up beautifully to the kiss, taking in long, desperate breaths through his nose, because god, he didn't want to stop!

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Kurloz's tongue delved deep into Herbert's mouth, not coaxing any more and instead taking everything he wanted from the kiss from the shorter boy. His nails dragged lightly over Herbert's scalp before getting a firm grip in the short hair and tugging lightly, breaking the kiss long enough to lap at Herbert's lips and to give the boy a second to gasp for some much needed oxygen. The reprieve didn't last long though and soon Kurloz dove back into the kiss with a hungry growl.

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Dazedly, Herbert thought that he'd never kissed anyone so intensely into it as the Slytherin boy, and that included being pounced by Stark under the influence of a love potion. Maybe Kurloz kissed everyone this way (Herbert was guessing he did), but for right now all that attention and energy was focused on the little Ravenclaw, and it was hard not to be flattered and pleased by that. Herbert found himself fitting his body up closer to the taller boy, molding against him, and making soft, low noises into kiss. His hands trailed down Kurloz's back, rubbing up and down the Slytherin's spine in time with his breath.

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Kurloz arched his spine as the small hands moved over his back, groaning near silently into Herbert's mouth and drinking in the boy's own noises. He kissing and kissing and kissing until he himself started feeling dizzy- and finally broke away. He was panting slightly but looking thoroughly pleased with himself, strange indigo eyes nearly black with his dilated pupils.

Warnings for mention of teenage boy boners

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Herbert just stared at him, his own dark brown eyes wide, his cheeks red and his lips, too, shiny with spit. After a moment he raised his hand to wipe the back of it across his mouth, but his movements were a little disjointed - it was clear that Kurloz had done an excellent job of convincing the smaller boy that kissing was indeed a thoroughly enjoyable activity.

"Ah," he said, not sure what else there was to say. He hadn't even noticed that he'd gone hard in his pants, so focused had he been on the kissing. "Well. God."

woohoo!

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Kurloz grinned, noticing the lump in Herbert's pants up deciding against embarrassing the boy by bringing it to his attention. Instead, he took the time to smooth out Herbert's hair for him with gentle fingers.

The quill next to them began scribbling again.

now THAT was some fucking sweet shit right there. did you like it any bro?

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Taking the opportunity to glance down at the paper and away from Kurloz's eyes (he was a little afraid the other boy is laughing at him), he read the words and then snorted.

"No, I thought it was rubbish," he said dryly, cheeks darkening even more. "Couldn't you tell how much I hated it?"

Did he like it any, honestly, what a question! Herbert was fairly sure he'd been moaning at some points.

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Shoulders shaking with his usual silent laughter, Kurloz leaned up to kiss Herbert's cheek fondly.

good. like kissing better now?

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"I suppose so." The smaller boy sighed, though the truth was, he did feel a little better, more annoyed than truly furious at the world. "Of course, that just puts me back in the position of feeling like crap about not doing it any time soon with anyone, and I still don't know that it's worth-"

Herbert shifted on Kurloz's lap, since he was fairly certain that signaled the end of their rather heated make-out session, and it was at that point that he noticed the sharp tingle between his legs and, glancing down, saw the cause of it.

"Oh!" His expression turned from a resigned one to mortified, and he pushed himself backward, trying to draw his knees up. "Damn it!"

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Kurloz scratched his cheek when Herbert practically leapt away from him, glancing away politely.

guess you be up and needing some proper fucking private time, bro?

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"No! I- yes, I- god." Herbert buried his face in his hands briefly, knees still drawn up. How horribly embarrassing, reacting like some stupid kid to what was probably no big deal to Kurloz. And of course he'd have to pick today to not wear his robes down to dinner, only his jeans and a t-shirt and hooded cardigan, none of which were good for covering the obvious lump in his pants.

"I can probably think it away," he managed to choke out. "Sorry, I don't usually- sorry."

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hey, we all get those, bro.

Kurloz shrugged and smiled brightly at Herbert, patting his knees.

it's why a brother makes sure to always be all covered and shit with robes.

Indeed, Kurloz's billowing robes were very adept at covering his own slightly growing problem, which he then revealed to Herbert by lifting one flap of the black fabric with a secretive wink. Shameless.

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"It's not a problem I usually ha-" Herbert started, then blinked as Kurloz flashed his own clothed erection. How had he missed that when he was one the other boy's lap? Then again, how had he missed his own? Those were some pretty damn distracting kisses!

"Ah. Um, well. I guess you need some, er, private time, too." Was he ever going to stop blushing like a damn 12-year-old-girl? If only his knowledge of bodily functions led to any sort of control over them.

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Kurloz smiled and just shrugged, dropping his robe back down.

doesn't matter - it'll go away.

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"You're really very casual about all of this," Herbert ventured, peering up at the other boy a little uncertainly. "Do you, um, do this a lot?"

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Kurloz shook his head, examining hands.

not really. just had a year alone and now

i just want to be getting all right and proper close with people 'cause

The quill stopped moving for a moment as Kurloz hesitated. Then he figured Herbert wasn't the sort to be nasty.

i missed it. been nearly 2 years and all.

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Herbert could be extremely nasty, but not about this, and not to someone who'd just been kind to him. He was mostly impressed that Kurloz was apparently having heated make-out sessions when he was just 13 or 14.

"Oh ... so, you- I mean, I'm the first person you did it with in two years?" He wasn't sure what to make of that. Surely it couldn't have been because of a lack of partners? Kurloz seemed to have plenty of friends, he was good looking, friendly, likable. All the things that Herbert wasn't, really. "Why?"

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Kurloz shrugged again and scratched his head, thinking on it.

not a lot of fuckers are that into guys what don't talk. makes them mighty uncomfortable.

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"But you write," Herbert protested - he truly couldn't see why that would stop anyone. "Anyway, I'm always overhearing people say they wish their girlfriends would shut up more and just- well. Get on with it."

He colored again slightly, and added, shyly, "And you're very good at getting on with it."

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Kurloz smiled, almost bashfully, at that and just ducked his head.

thanks bro. but i guess most people be thinking this shit's too weird to get up in their grill.

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"Most people are stupid," he said dismissively, and then had to bite back on the urge to say, More for me. It wasn't more for him, Kurloz wasn't his boyfriend, but he still thought the vast majority of the student body were idiots if they thought something like mutism was a good reason to pass up locking lips with the Slytherin.

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Again came the shy smile and Kurloz split his second pasty, handing half to Herbert before nibbling on his own part.

cheers motherfucker.