Dean Urquhart (thebetterdean) wrote in riddikulus,
@ 2008-01-21 20:06:00

Who: Stewart and Dean
What: They need some guy time
Where: The Library
When: Before Curfew
Rating: TBA
Status: Incomplete

Dean needed Stewart; it had been torture during class to just look at him. Sunday had been a disaster but at least it was behind him sort of. The entire conversation with Sam was plaguing him, and he just wanted it gone from his mind. The whole ball had done a pretty good job, but it didn’t completely get rid of it all. He was very pleased that Stewart agreed to go with him, he was ecstatic actually. Still he just wanted it out of his mind, or at least distracted and hanging with Stewart distracted him just enough.

So finally starting the search for Stewart, Dean wandered the halls and poking his head in classroom. He tried a few places and even talked to some Ravenclaws, which probably scared the crap out of them. He finally decided to try the library. Adjusting the strop of his bag, he walked into the library, looking like he was going to do work. He started to scan the library tables for Stewart and found him, a smile snuck upon his face.

Dean was pleased to see he was at a table sort of off from everyone else. He looked at him as he walked closer to him and walked behind him. Taking a book from the stack he looked at it, his back to Stewart’s. “Meet me in the farthest stacks.” Dean said as he glanced over his shoulder and put the book back into its place and walked towards the back stacks that nobody really went into unless to snog.

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ackerley
2008-01-23 04:39 am UTC (link)

There was actually dust on his book. Stewart smiled as he ran his finger across it, looking at light grey mark it had left on his finger. He should really pick up his Astronomy book up more often; after all it wasn’t like the class was getting any easier. It was sheer lack of determination on Stewart’s part when it came to his classes, he would absorb the material, and flip through books just to enjoy them, but when he was actually told to do something all that would cease and he would become the laziest person imaginable. As Stewart flipped to the page he needed—this assignment would be due soon, after all—he cut his finger on one of the pages. It was a sharp pain, and probably hurt more than it technically should have. Just a bit of blood, nothing more. He brought his finger up to his mouth and tried to soothe the cut, too small for magic. It was then when he heard the voice behind him.

Maybe it was a bit pathetic that he already knew who it was by just their voice, but for a moment his heart sped up and a smile ran across his face. He’d just have to finish this work later; right now all that mattered was the fact that Dean—his Dean—was waiting for him. In the farthest stacks no less, the place that Madam Prince would die if she knew what was honestly going on. He honestly had it bad for this boy. It’d been a fight to preoccupy himself with other thoughts and things, all this time had been straining, but Dean. Dean, in the farthest stacks.

Stewart tossed his school books in his bag, being careful to leave the library books he was using in a neat pile on the desk. He took a quick look around and straightened his face before walking to back stacks. Dean didn’t need know how much effect he had on him, right?

Though when Stewart saw dean, his resolve disappeared and he let a small smile appear on his face. “Doing some extra reading?”

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thebetterdean
2008-01-23 04:50 am UTC (link)

Waiting for Stewart was almost painful. He was waiting against the stacks his book at his feet looking at direction that Stewart had to come from. He was dying to see him, and his stomach turning just as his heart was racing. Dean wanted to see him, he wanted to kiss him, and he wanted to touch him. Dean was dying for it, as it had been too long since he had done anything with him.

Doing some extra reading?

Dean saw him and heard his voice. His eyes ran up his body and looked at Stewart seeing that smirk on his face. Dean moved closer to him and his hands rested on his chest. He was not particularly looking for words right now; he had done enough talking with Sam. Yeah it sounded bad but there was time for talking later. Stewart and he could talk any time.

Without much thought he pushed him up against the stacks of the books and his body pressed against him before his lips made contact against Stewart’s. Dean dragged his tongue along the outside of Stewart’s lips searching for entrance as his hand moved down Stewart’s side. He wanted to touch his skin; he wanted his hand up Stewart’s shirt. He just wanted Stewart it was as simple as that.

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ackerley
2008-01-23 06:13 am UTC (link)

The second Stewart felt Dean’s lips on his he let out a small moan. It went without saying that all the boy had wanted these last few days was to shove Dean in a broom closet and to hell with waiting. But he had kept his distance; he’d wanted to give Dean some space. But right now with Dean so close—and their skin touching—Stewart didn’t want space. That was the furthest thing from his mind. Stewart opened his mouth slightly, allowing Dean to deepen the kiss, as he moved one of his hands to Dean’s waist, undoing his tucked shirt.

Stewart steadied Dean as he pulled away and let out a shaky breath. As much as he didn’t want to break the kiss breathing was necessary, “That was quite possibly the best hello ever. I do hope I can return the favour,” Stewart smiled once more before he started kissing Dean’s neck, his hands working to remove that god awful tie that was keeping his shirt from remaining buttoned. Once he was done with the tie Stewart looked up again, giving Dean small clumsy kisses as he took the tie and hung it around his own neck.

“I’m keeping this, yeah?” Stewart smiled as he continued kissing Dean, nothing too deep, tempting things that were driving him insane but were probably doing the same to the other boy. “You can have it back when I feel like it, deal?”

And with that he leaned forward, pressing his body against Deans, his arms wrapped around Dean’s waist, his hands trailing against Dean’s soft skin, and kissed his boyfriend. Waiting could wait. All that mattered right now was kissing Dean until he was lightheaded.

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thebetterdean
2008-01-23 06:28 am UTC (link)

Dean was kissing him, enjoying every taste. His tongue was tangling against Stewart’s as he could and pressed his body into him more. His hips pushed against and his lips just pressed to Stewart’s. Oh this felt brilliant; he wanted him so badly that he just hadn’t realized it before. He felt his shirt being unbuttoned and just wanted to feel Stewart’s hands all over him. He wanted them EVERYWHERE if he could. Stewart had wanted to wait but right now he seemed anything but wanting to wait. Honest Dean felt a lot better about doing this now, because he had official stated Stewart was his choice.

“Hi,” he said as they parted lips. “I’m sure you can more than make up for it.” He grinned as he felt his lips on his neck and his tie being removed. He moaned a little as he tilted his head. Dean let a moan slip from his lips as he felt the tie come off and saw it put around Stewart’s neck. “Of course, you can give it back whenever you want.”

The hands on him was just driving him insane, he needed to be touched like this because he had been thinking about it a lot in the midst of thinking about what to do. He was settled in that respect now so on his mind was doing naughty things to Stewart. He undid the tie around Stewart’s neck slowly as he kissed him, his tongue brushing across his lips. He started to undo the buttons of Stewart’s shirt once the tie was undone. Once he got the shirt undone he pulled the kisses away from his lips. “You are so sexy,” he mumbled before lips start to kiss along Stewart’s exposed collarbone. His lips still pressed against his skin as he spoke, “You make me want to do so many things to you.” He said as his hands moved down Stewart’s sides and rounded to the front of his pants. He wanted those undone, but would Stewart let him?

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ackerley
2008-01-24 04:20 am UTC (link)

Stewart made an awkward sort of sputter when he heard what Dean told him, while he was making the now needed skin contact. It was more like a stifled moan, because all he wanted to do was anything he could with Dean, but his logical side told him that they were still in the library. “You’re not so bad yourself, Mr. Urquhart,” Stewart said while he took off his undershirt, because if he was going to get caught, it might as well be with his pants down. He laughed at how literal the phrase could be taken at a time like this.

“So, what exactly do you want to do to me,” Stewart said in a small voice near Dean’s ear, as he ran his hands over Dean’s back. The other boy’s hands were still dangerously close to Stewart. “Tell me, in detail,” Stewart said as he gently bid Dean’s ear, and then kissed the spot again to apologize. With that he pushed forward towards Dean’ rolling his hips and biting his lip to keep a moan in.

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thebetterdean
2008-01-24 04:37 am UTC (link)

Dean wanted Stewart so badly and every sound he made just made his desire even more apparent. He wanted him badly and if he had his way he could have him. He didn’t care or realize they were still in the library, if he was little more focused on things other than getting every stitch of clothing off of Stewart he might have cared. Dean wanted Stewart and it was simple as that.

He heard what Stewart asked and looked up at him. Feeling the bite on his ear and moaning a little due to it. He pushed his hips against him as he ran his hands along his chest. Oh man he wanted this more than he had thought. He managed to lean his lips to his ear to tell Stewart exactly what he wanted to do to him.

“I want to kiss you everywhere.” He said with a grin as his hand started to move to Stewart’s pants and started to undo them. Dean looked at him with a smile as he started on the zipper of his pants. “I want to touch you here,” he said as he moved his hand down Stewart’s pants but over his boxers. “I want to make you moan. I want you to feel so much pleasure. I want to kiss every inch of your body and I mean every where. I will have my lips here if you will let me.” He said this as he started to rub him through his boxers hoping to god he didn’t say no.

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ackerley
2008-01-25 04:06 am UTC (link)

If it wasn’t for the book shelf behind him, Stewart would have probably fallen over. He let out a small groan and closed his eyes, moving his hands so they held onto a bookshelf for dear life. That’s when he felt the uncontrollable shiver and Dean touching him there. For once Stewart couldn’t talk. His mind was racing, as was his blood. He felt himself start to react to Dean’s movements and just started nodding hopelessly, his mouth opening and closing without a sound. Stewart lost all train of thought and just raised his hips upward, hoping beyond hope that Dean wouldn’t stop. “P—pl—please.” Stewart choked out, opening his eyes slightly looking at Dean.

Without warning there was a sound of someone huffing, and with only a second's notice Stewart looked at Dean, straight in the eye, and then shoved him to the ground, hoping that whoever it was wouldn’t see them. It wasn’t a proper hiding spot by any means but it wasn’t well lit and if no one wandered down the stack then they’d be fine. Stewart held on to Dean as he kept his eyes open. Madam Prince walked past carrying a lamp and books in her hand, thankfully not spotting them. Stewart took a look at Dean, not able to breathe quite yet. Not even a minute later, the lights were out, the shuffling of Madam Prince’s feet was gone. It was officially after curfew.

Stewart let out a breath, and rolled over spreading out on the floor. He grabbed Dean’s hand and placed it on top of where his racing heart was, raising his eyebrow at Dean. He could hardly see him at all. “That was… close.” Stewart let out a small laugh, and then leaned over and kissed Dean, trying a couple of times before he found his lips in the dark. “Where were we, now?” Stewart trailed his hand down to Dean’s pants, rubbing against Dean teasingly.

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thebetterdean
2008-01-25 04:50 am UTC (link)

Dean loved hearing Stewart and feelings what his hand was doing to him. He felt him push up against his hand and he locked eyes with him. He moved his hand more with no intention of stopping if he had it his way. He wanted to do so many thing to Stewart that he had not really done before, and hell he would do it right here in the library if he was allowed to. Just hearing Stewart say please just made him rub a bit more and start to feel his own pants tighten.

He was shocked when he felt Stewart push him to the ground but he couldn’t complain when Stewart came down on top of him. Of course he knew it was a chance of being caught but shit Stewart was on top of him. Oh god this felt so good even if he was just laying on him. He felt his breath hitch and just lay there hoping not to be caught. He breathed a sigh of relief when Pince moved away and even more so when the lights turned off, they were alone.

“Yeah that was close,” he said looking over at him, very disappointed that Stewart had moved off him. Of course what he got in return after the where were we comment when he groaned feeling Stewart’s hand on him. “Oh I think right about there.” He said with a little laugh kissing him. “Do you realize we can be loud as we want in the library?” He laughed a little as he ran his hand down Stewart’s side.

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ackerley
2008-01-27 09:00 am UTC (link)

Stewart let a small sound of agreement as he steadied himself and then threw one of his legs over straddling the other boy as he let a smile form on his face. “I think that’s one of the main perks, yes,” he leaned forward spreading his fingers across Dean’s bare skin, before letting trailing them to the top of his pants, “but do you realize that I finally have you all to myself? And I can see how loud you can be.”

He let out a laugh as he slowly unzipped Dean’s pants, the other hand pinning down one of Dean’s arm. Shaking his head at any attempt of movement Dean could have made. “You see? I have you completely,” he tugged Dean’s pants down slightly, exposing his hipbones. Stewart trailed his fingers on them, and then to the waistband of his boxers, “and utterly,” He raised an eye at the print that had hearts on it, and then gave Dean another smile, “to myself.” Stewart kept eye contact with Dean as he pulled Dean’s boxers down more.

Stewart let go of Dean’s arm, choosing to rest his hand on Dean’s hip as he bit his lip. Just the thought of Dean lying beneath him made him shiver with anticipation. “I’m such a horrible Ravenclaw,” Stewart said while closing his eyes, “I’m supposed to respect the library, and all I want to do is… well,” Stewart opened eyes, and then moved his hand to Dean’s hardness, as he began to move his palm against it, before he enclosed his fingers around Dean’s cock, and began to slowly make a rhythm. “…this.”

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thebetterdean
2008-01-27 09:38 am UTC (link)

Dean bit his lip as Stewart spoke and his hand ran over his bare skin. This was honestly heaven on earth and it was getting so much better by the second. He wanted to experience it all; he wanted to feel it all. Sure there were things he had experienced with Sam but this was completely different. This was his boyfriend and by the way things were going it was going to be something to experience he had not yet.

“Yup you can hear loud I can be,” he grinned at Stewart. He looked down as Stewart’s hand started on his pants. This was getting to him already just knowing that Stewart was the one to undo his pants. Even if he wanted to move and help Stewart along he couldn’t as he was pinning him down. The way his fingers trailed along his exposed hip bones made him shiver. He closed eyes despite the fact he wanted to watch. He forced them open, listening to what he was saying. Dean had completely forgotten about the fact he was wearing heart patterned boxers and right now he didn’t care. He was focused more on what Stewart was doing and saying. “I am yours,” he said before he gasped, and Stewart hadn’t even started doing anything yet. “Completely yours,” he said looking down at him.

“Mmm, it is for a good cause.” He said with a grin looking at him. He watched as Stewart’s eyes opened, his body trembling in anticipation. He wanted to feel him he wanted him so bad. Biting his lip as he waited knowing something was coming since his pants had been dragged down. He didn’t even care it was the library because he had Stewart to himself. Feeling Stewart’s hand on him made him groan loudly and move his hips up. “I,” he was gasping do to what his hand was doing. “am fine with this.” His voice hitched as Stewart moved his hand, it felt so amazing.

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ackerley
2008-01-27 11:53 pm UTC (link)

Despite the fact that his mind was elsewhere, Stewart’s heartbeat stammered when he heard dean say that he was his. That he completely his. Stewart couldn’t help but smile at that, after all this nonsense with Sam and not seeing Dean for the past week all he wanted to do was be near Dean, and right now he was. There’d be time for talking later, because all Stewart knew was that he’d been close to throwing Dean in a random broom closet to have his way with him these last few weeks. And now, he was sitting on top of Dean, feeling for once like he was in control of something in his life, and enjoying seeing Dean’s reaction to his every touch.

Stewart began to move his motions into a rhythm that he often used on himself, as braced himself with his other arm so he could lean down slightly and kiss Dean’s neck. Choosing a spot further away from the boy’s neck, Stewart began to kiss the spot more roughly before deciding to make a give Dean a love-bite. No one would see it but he’d know it was there. After Stewart was sure that a mark would be there he leaned up, looking at Dean’s eyes, before looking at the mark once more, and running his fingers over it.

“So,” Stewart said as he moved his attention back to the motion of his hands on Dean’s cock, moving faster and then slower, determined to drive the other boy mad, “what exactly would you like me to do to you, Dean.”

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thebetterdean
2008-01-28 12:14 am UTC (link)

This felt amazing and groaned as he felt the movement of Stewart’s hand. This was amazing this was what he wanted and he didn’t want him to stop. Stewart was doing such a good job and it was causing him to tingle. “Oh god,” he groaned out as he moved his hips up against Stewart’s hand. Everything he did was driving him nuts, and it was because it was Stewart doing it. When he leaned down to kiss his skin and let out a very low moan and his eyes opened to look at him. He felt the bit and just knowing it was Stewart that did it made him shiver. “Mmm,” he mumbled out as he felt Stewart’s fingers run over it. He managed to speak. “Soon it can be on my neck,” his words were breathless and hard to speak.

Dean’s eyes remained open when he heard what Stewart asked and he smirked. “I want you to do everything you have been thinking of this past week.” Dean looked at him, he was completely serious. He bit his lower lip as Stewart’s hand moved slow and then quick. It felt amazing.

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