James, Regulus..

Secret Pond

They were riding back on the same path they used every other day when James began leading him off the road. "What are we doing?" Regulus shouted as James began getting off his bike.

"There's this nice pond that I come to sometimes. I wanted to show you it," James shouted back. Regulus saw James look over his shoulder with a smile. Regulus followed in suit, and soon, they were walking through a line of trees. James paused, and Regulus saw it right past him. It's a beautiful pond, and Regulus watched the water ripple as James walked into it. "This is all mine. None of the others know about it. It's my spot," James stated. He turns around, and he held his hand out for Regulus. Regulus hesitantly took it, and he stepped into the water.

"Oh my god! That's freezing!" Regulus shouted as soon as he stepped in, snatching his hand away from James. He looked at James in bewilderment.

"It's not that bad," James said before leading Regulus to a little mound in the middle of the pond.

"Whatever you say, James," Regulus laughed. Regulus bent down and ran his finger tips along the water.

"I like the way you say my name," James admitted. Regulus looked up.

"Really?" Regulus questioned. James was looking up at the sky.

"You have a slight accent when you say it, and you make it sound so pretty," James explained. Regulus just continued to look at James. He looked so nice standing there.

"Yeah, I guess," Regulus muttered. He looked up to the sky. Next thing he knows he's being lifted up. "James!" Regulus yelled. James threw Regulus over his shoulder. Regulus is relieved to not go underwater, but he still resisted against James.

"Let me show you one of my favorite spots in this area." James doesn't put Regulus down. He carried Regulus in a slightly hill. He bent down and sat Regulus on a patch of grass. It was soft under his touch.

He watched James lay on his back, and he copied him. Regulus stared at the clouds, and he began imagining different shapes in them. "James, can you see a-" Regulus immediately cut himself off when he felt a finger tip brush against his lips. He looked to the side, and James was staring at him. He felt James run his fingers over his lips again. He stares at James' eyes which are on locked on his own lips.

"You're so pretty," James whispered. His hand drifts from Regulus' lips to his jaw. Regulus doesn't reply; he just continued to stare at James. James, who was touching him intimately. James, who was staring at his lips.

James' hand shifting to the back of Regulus' neck, and Regulus let himself be dragged up. He sat up and James leaned close. They hovered with their lips brushing slightly for a few moments before they both leaned in just slightly. Regulus' heart pounded as a felt James' lips move against his. He forced himself to let James lean back. He opened his eyes and watched as James leaned back onto his elbows. Regulus stated at him with no thoughts other than what James' lips had felt like.

Regulus leaned forward and connect their lips once again. He swiped his tongue along James' lip, and he felt James' lips slip open. He could've moaned at the feeling of James' tongue against his.  Regulus shifted forward, but James' hand was on his shoulder.

"Not right now," James whispered. Regulus stated at him in confusion before he realized what it must've looked like.

"No, no, I was just trying-" Regulus begun, alarmed. James gave him a lopsided smile.

"So you don't want to come to my room tonight?" James whispered. Regulus felt his face heat up, but he didn't say anything else. "Okay, just give me another kiss," James stated. Regulus leaned forward, and they shared a short kiss. "Come on, Reg. Let's get back home," James said. Regulus smiled to himself as he followed James. He smiled all the way back to the house.