Holden Everard (everard) wrote in riddikulus,
@ 2008-02-03 18:10:00

Who: Holden Everard & Thomas Bradley
When: Late Afternoon
What: Holden and Thomas are feeling particularly horny and are in need of alcohol!
Where: Ravenclaw Rooms
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

Holden had did what he said he would as soon as Thomas told him. He packed up his things and left the empty classroom on the fourth floor, which he had been scoping out for a party he intended on throwing. He already finished putting a soundproof barrier on the room.
He slung his bookbag over his shoulder and hurried in the direction of the Ravenclaw tower.

He wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to get smashed with an influential and attractive boy. He hurried up the stairs of the tower before nearly running into the door. It asked it's silly riddle, which Holden promptly answered, "A lead balloon."
The door complimented his quick wit and swung open.

He dashed up to where Thomas was waiting for him then finally slowed, walking up to the bedroom door and opening it slightly and slipping inside.
"Anyone home?"

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knightish
2008-02-08 09:48 am UTC (link)

Obediently, Thomas did what Holden had said and laid on the mattress on his back. His cigarette was left forgotten and burnt to the hilt on his bedside table, the liquor bottle somewhere he didn't want to concern himself over. This was submissiveness was certainly new for Thomas, he realized, since he had mostly been partial to taking control of these sort of situations in the past. Yet, now, he was quietly following orders without question. It wasn't an entirely unpleasant feeling, he realized, a small smile crawling up his features. His head was still light, his lips slightly numb from the alcohol in his system. "What are you going to do to me?" he asked weakly, though the excitement was detectable in his voice, his hand still on the other's shoulder.

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everard
2008-02-10 07:43 am UTC (link)

Holden smiled as he shifted himself to straddle Thomas, sitting gingerly on his lower stomach, just above his crotch. He of course didn't sit hard or anything.
"I just want to take a look."
He smiled, quite satisfied with the image of the other boy below him. He lifted his hands, placed them on Thomas' shoulders and slowly slid them down the longer haired boy's chest.
"Core, you're bloody gorgeous." he mused, hardly above a whisper.

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