Wizardry (Harry Potter Smut)

Dean/Seamus

We've shared a dorm for years and years, his bed not far from mine I wanted nothing more than to just climb under his covers instead of my own. So many times I could have taken the chance but then Ron would come back or Neville or Harry and I would just have to pretend I was minding my own business... but Dean Thomas never left my mind.

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I don't know what lesson he had, I was heading to herbiology with Neville, but I saw Dean walking down the corridor, his scarf majestically trailing behind him as he paced quickly.
I yelled his name and he turned to my voice immediately.
"Hey Seamus!" He said waiting for me to catch up and then walking once again. "I'm running late, sorry if I'm going to fast."
"It's okay-" I replied "hey, why not skip class with me today. We can hang out in the dorm alone for once without Harry and Ron talking about some you-know-who related crap."
"Gosh, snape would kill me!" Dean sighed. "What do you wanna skip class for anyway? We hang out all the time."
"Well sure-" I said quietly. "But never really alone."

Dean stopped in his tracks and stared at me through dull eyes. He looked at me for what felt like forever.
"What are you getting at?" He asked, having a slight suspicion.
"N-nothing." I stuttered out, my eyes giving away the lie.
"Seamus... I-I didn't know we were ready for that. I didn't know that was like... a thing between us. Like everyone's said we have chemistry but I never thought-"
"Shoosh." I chuckled, leading Dean away from class and back to the dorms. A few students stared here and there, wondering why we were heading to their classes.

Itook Deans books away from him and left a soft kiss on his neck before putting them on the floor beside my bed. I could see Deans hand shaking nervously and I took it in mine, placing it around my waist and pulling him in closer to me.
"No one has to know... right?" Dean said quietly in my ear, making me shake with anticipation.
"No..." I whispered back. "It's just you and me."

Dean left out a soft moan that made my pants tighten and I gently guided him to sit on my bed. I set on his knees, my legs either side of him, his head at my smooth chest. He nervously took of my jumper and shirt then began to kiss down my neck. I began to feel him get hard underneath me and I wrapped my arms around the back of his head, drawing his lips closer to my skin. He pulled away for a moment, inviting me to take his shirt off and I ran my fingers down his muscular body. His soft skin was warm under my hands and I leaned down to his face, letting our lips collide.
I felt him getting harder by the minute and I laid him down on the bed sideways so I could unbutton his pants. He looked up me with lust in his eyes, his strong hands gripping my hips before letting them travel to my waistband and he began to undo my pants as well. We both struggled to take them off but eventually we did and I kneeled over him, tracing my tongue down his body.

"Fuck..." He moaned under his breath. "Seamus..."

I pulled off his boxers and without hesitation I moved my mouth to his dick. He moaned out loudly and slapped his hand over his mouth, praying no one was out in the common room.

"Seamus!..." He called out, bunching my short hair in his hand as I kept moving it. Before he could tell me not to stop, I pulled away from him, making him groan in disappointment. "Please..." He whined.

I took off my own boxers and repositioned myself over Dean. His thighs over mine, he wrapped his legs around my back as I slowly moved into him. He clamped his hand over his mouth once more and screamed out in pain and pleasure. I kept going, watching Dean squirm beneath me. I couldn't help but sigh a breathy moan as I felt him tighten around me. He gripped the sheets so fiercely he almost ripped them right off the bed.

"Are you okay?" I asked quietly.
"Mmm-" He whined out with a nod.

I kept moving slowly in and out of him, his face getting redder by the second, beads of sweat forming on his hairline. I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer into me and Deans eyes rolled back in his head with another painful moan.

"Keep going-" He said through clenched teeth. "I don't think I can last very long-"
"That's okay..." I thrusted into him again, barely being able to contain myself. "Fuck..." I whispered to myself, trying not to let myself go.

As Dean loosened up, I began to move a bit faster. The bed was rocking a bit and I held on harder to Dean's hips. He still clutched onto the sheets, not being able to let them go. I felt my voice creeping up my throat, trying to keep in my moans I debated commenting on how flexible Dean was, his knees were almost touching his stomach.

"I'm close..." He said, eyes pinched shut.
I didn't want him to think I was weak, but I could have let go way before him. I was digging my nails into his skin, trying my best to hold on but I felt myself slipping.
"Cum for me..." I sighed.

Dean tensed around me and I watched him as he came on his own chest. He was breathing fast, moaning my name as he climaxed. I still tried to last a little longer but as soon as I saw the pleasure on Deans I couldn't help myself. I moaned his name louder than I thought I could and released inside of him. He gasped and gripped onto my thigh before looking at me and bringing my lips down to his. He guided me into a cuddle, taking a shift from the floor to wipe the cum off himself.

"I wished we had done this sooner." He said quietly.
"Me too."