❀ 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙣 ❀ IMAGINES

Head at Hillerska

Simon POV:
It was Hillerska houses dinner night tonight. I normally wouldn't attend but my mother was working late tonight and I had to find dinner somewhere. Also Sarah really wanted to eat dinner with Felice's house, so I figured I might as well stay at Hillerska with her so we could go home together.

I stood at attention at our dinner table as our Housemaster entered. As a first year, I sat at the end of the table. Wilhelm took the seat directly across from me, subtly smiling at me as we said our dinner prayer.  We sat down to eat and talk. Wilhelm smiled and chatted with me as well as some of our other classmates. I soon dig into my dessert, strawberries and cream. I keep eye contact with Wilhe as I seductively whip the cream from my spoon. I laugh but Wilhelm does not. Instead he ...blushes? I look at him and do it again. He runs his hand through his hair and looks away. I mischievously grin as I slide my foot over to his. I start at his ankle and slowly trace up his calf. Wilhelm puts his hand over his mouth, I suppose to stifle something. He looks intensely down at the table as I trace even higher, reaching his knee, and then his thigh.

Wilhelm POV:
I keep staring intensely into the table, trying to look anywhere but Simon to avoid anyone getting suspicious of what was going on. He was being so risky right now ! Caressing me while sitting next to all the other boys in our house. I could try to act like I hated it, but the bulge growing in my pants suggested otherwise. His foot kept sliding dangerously closer to my crotch, and he would feel how excited this was making me. My ears burned red and I hoped no one at the table would notice. I don't know if anyone noticed, but an idiot from my class did turn to me and laughed, "Hey prince, tits or ass ?" He earned a chuckle from a couple of people around us. I opened my mouth to speak but Simon would not relent with his rubbing. I managed to choke out an "I don't know." I knew my face was getting very red at this point. Why won't Simon stop? At least while I'm trying to talk? The boy next to me started to question. "Hey bro, you alright?" I was about to try to answer when dinner was called over. I couldn't have been more relieved.

Simon POV:
We exited the dining room. As I walked through the dimly lit corridor, I felt someone come up behind me and grab my wrist. Wilhelms voice, "Come with me. Now." Was he angry? I reluctantly trailed behind him, on my way passing a giggling Sarah and Felice.
"Hey Simon I'm gonna stay here and sleep in Felice's dorm tonight alright?" I nod and she happily skips away. I'm happy she's found some friends. My happiness is soon replaced with worry again as we approach Wilhelms room. I hope he doesn't yell at me. I was just trying to have some innocent fun. We enter and he closes the door quickly.
"Wilhelm I—"
"Look what you've done to me." He says falling back against the door, and I now notice his face is beet red. I wonder what he's talking about until my gaze drifts down, and I see the aching bulge in his pants. I approach him until my face is only an inch away from his.
"And what do you want me to do about it?" I say slyly, slowly grabbing his belt. Wilhelm's breath stutters before he pulls me in for a kiss. I slide my hand over his crotch, rubbing it slowly. He feels just as hard as he looks, and it's so hot. He moans into my mouth at the sensation of me touching him. I lower down to kiss his neck, and keep going until I'm kneeling on the ground in front of him. I touch my mouth over his clothed bulge, earning a shudder and slight moan. I stop and look up at him. He looks down at me with a melted face, and runs his hand through my hair. I quickly unzip his pants and pull out his throbbing member.
"You're like this all for me ?" I say, still staring at his veiny cock.
"mhm" he breathes out , his voice high. He's put his hand over his face, his eyebrows tense. I make eye contact with him once more, and continue to stare at him as I slowly lick one stripe up his stiff member.
"Simonn" he moans as I take his whole dick in my mouth, swirling my tongue up and down. I continue to go down on him, earning lots of moans and "oh my god"s and "Simon"s until he finally stops me.
"Wait wait wait" he says, pulling me up. He brings me to his face and kisses me passionately.
"You didn't come yet" I say, as I slowly slide my hand back on to his cock, now slick with my spit.
"I —ugh- didn't want to in your mouth" he stutters out.
"Where then" I whisper.
"I dont know" he says, blushing and turning away. I kneel back down.
"How about on my face?" I say. I feel him twitch when I say it, giving me the answer I wanted. I spit on his cock again and start to jerk him off quickly. He squirms and moans and I can feel him shaking as he gets closer.
"Fuck fuck fuck" he moans, his voice having gone up an octave. It's not long before his load comes out, spilling all over my face. I moan and look up at him. 
"You look so fucking sexy like that. I could come again just looking at you." He breathes out, still shaking and shuddering from his orgasm. He breathes deeply and then pulls me up.
"Let's clean you up" he says, stroking my hair. He grabs a warm washcloth and gently wipes my face with it. When he's done I rinse my face off in the bathroom sink and dry it with a towel once more. Wilhelm walks over to me and pulls me into a long hug. He is so warm, and he smells nice, like clean clothes and expensive cologne. I keep my head buried in his chest while he strokes my curly hair.
"You did so good for me," he whispers. I hold him tighter and he kisses the top of my head.