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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