Antonin. Slytherin. 7th year.
If I hate you dont take it personal I hate alot of people.
If I hate you dont take it personal I hate alot of people.
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Antonin no longer felt in control as they continued their kissing but he felt his shirt come off and was aware of Art’s coming off as well. The skin on skin contact felt good. Next thing he knew they were on a bed, and he felt a bit… tired, but he pushed that aside, he wasn’t too drunk and he was over age so of course he had apparated before.
Antonin was on top and he was drunk so he wasn’t really thinking, but as he felt the older man’s fingers go into his golden brown locks he brought his mouth back down to his kissing his lips, and his jaw and then his neck.
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Antonin was a bit suprised when Art kissed him back, and it was hot and heavy, he put more into it this time now completely invested in just this kiss. Antonin made a rule not to kiss his friends, so this may be one of the biggest mistakes he might ever make but he was hungry for more.
A was shocked when Art pulled away from him, but was instantly pleased with his lack of breathe and the hand that still enclosed his neck. At his stuttering and breathlessness a smirk grew on his face. “If you cant do this, then that’s ok. We shouldn’t for more reasons then one. There is Mason and the fact your a teacher…” He said and trailed off, but now that hunger that was gripping his insides took hold again at his question. “I do, very much.” He said and he without asking crushed his lips to the older man’s once again.
This time it was rougher and he brought Art to the surrounding wall and lightly pushed him against it. He used his tongue and his hands in a magic way but slightly pulled away for a bit of breathe and a smirk still trained on his lips, “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
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He was apologizing and stumbling but he held steady, using alot of his strength to hold his weight. Antonin was strong and it didn’t take much to hold him up. Soon the handsome older man was face to face with him, their faces so, so close. Art’s eyes were searching his entire face. Antonin didn’t know what to do. He had always had a certain attraction to men, but he had always prefered women over them. Why was he even thinking about this anyway? Art was his friend and happened to be in a relationship.
“Art..” He began and was about to push him away, “We cant.” But then his hazel blue eyes traveled down to his lips, they were full and seemed so inviting. Who was he to reject that. He was a Slytherin and in that moment he did not care about the consequences or Mason. He brought his lips to Masons and kissed him, he pulled away slightly biting on Art’s lower lip and searched his face.
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Antonin hadn’t gone to get drink for a while, no scratch that, he had not gone to get drinks with someone else in…
“I’m not saying that you weren’t really in love with him, you might have been. I think you were more in love with the idea of having him, and the real thing didn’t reach your expectations.” Watching him take another drink he pulled out his hand and flicked it to bring another bottle towards him, and Art was off again. He was getting really worked up, Antonin could practically see his heart breaking.
“Its not fair to either of you to pursue this if you dont want it. You deserve to be happy and he deserves to be in love with someone who is happy with him. By staying with him when your not sure you want him, its being cruel.” Antonin said and shrugged, he really wasn’t the expert at relationships because he himself wasn’t a relationship guy. He was a bipolar, rough, cold hearter, player, who used girls until they were not longer satisfactory.
Art was getting up and moving, Antonin saw what came next for he was already stumbling and right before he fell he caught Art in his strong arms and hoisted him up. “If you want to be alone, fine, but I’m atleast going to help you get where you want to go… So you dont like fall down any stairs.” He said.
Antonin hadn’t gone to get drink for a while, no scratch that, he had not gone to get drinks with someone else in awhile. Antonin got drinks quite frequently, he drowned in the alcohol, gave into its burn and its pleasure….
Antonin chuckled, “Ahh but see that should never happen, because I would kill all the pygmy puffs before they tried to kill me.” He said and with a smirk added, “This si why I dont have to go to class, because I am always thinking.” Antonin lounged back into the cushions of the leather armchair, and felt the heat from the fire flicker across his chiseled face. Art was always well, the emotional type to be quite frank. He was the stereotype of gay when he wanted to be, which actually made Antonin laugh.
“Stancliff… Hmm maybe. I never went to divinatation either.” With that the smirk came more pronounced on his face. “What I think is… Well I am terrible at giving advice.” He said taking back the drink and pressing his lips to the bottle taking a long drink, “But I think that you guys are looking for this perfect love thing way too much. You are forcing you guys to work which in turn is making it not work ya? I have never been in love or anything so I wouldnt know what I’m talking about.”
“But perhaps the reason you were in ‘love’ with Mason so long was because of the chase. It wasn’t boring and as soon as you got him you realized that all that anticipation and waiting wasn’t worth it.” Antonin shrugged though and took another drink, “But what do I know right? Im just a kid.”
Antonin hadn’t gone to get drink for a while, no scratch that, he had not gone to get drinks with someone else in awhile. Antonin got drinks quite frequently, he drowned in the alcohol, gave into its burn and its pleasure. It was all great fun, and people wondered by he…
Antonins pale gaze wandered over to his friend, and raised an eyebrow, he was already wasted it seemed and they hadn’t even begun. Or atleast he hadnt, but it wasn’t like he had any sorrows to drown anyway. He was fine, nothing in his life was out of place, sure he didn’t have a girl on his arm, but that was ok because no one had appealed to him yet. Anyone who might have he had become bored with. Bored with the way they flaunted their body and not their brain. He wanted a challenge. “Where have I been?” He said pondering the question, he had actually been fooling around quite frequently, “You know… away.” He said with a wink that showed fully what he meant. “Im sorry Art but care of magical creatures? When is that EVER going to help me? Unless I need to like tame a unicorn or something.” He said with a sneer and a roll of his eyes but took a drink of the bottle liking the burn in his throat. “Enough about me though. Whats new with you? I hear you have converted someone to being gay.” He said and winked once again.
