Paradise Found | Hogwarts Legacy Love Story

Magizoology Tip #19

"Why do I still stay with my family when they've casted the cruciatus curse on me more times than they've said they love me?" Ominis scowled, "Because she thought he could change. I still think my family can change. It's a futile hope, but it's still hope."

"Fair enough. I don't even think I stopped to hope Solomon would stop being a git."

"Right. You just killed him."

It sounded like he was grinning. "I did."

"You don't even sound apologetic." Ominis pointed out and heard him start walking in his direction. Was he going to sleep? "Are you going to sleep?"

Sebastian must have shaken his head because there was a moment of silence before answering, yet his footsteps were purposeful against the dirt packed ground.

"No, I'm going to do something else I won't apologize for." Sebastian observed before the footsteps stopped right in front of him. Ominis still had a hand on his wand and could see Sebastian's form reaching for him. He stiffened just before his hand gripped his cheeks, making his lips slightly jut out. His fingers dug in slightly, making a shiver run down his spine. Awareness blossoming all over his exposed skin. "If you want me to stop, then stop me."

He didn't.

He could blame it on surprise, but Sebastian gave away his intentions when he angled his face upwards. He could blame it on slow reflexes, but Ominis was a trained professional and in impeccable shape. He could only blame his own emotions and his own hidden desires. But most of all, he could only blame his own tongue.

Ominis' voice was a mixture of yearning and craving that made his voice lower.

Husky as he said, "Kiss me like you wanted to kiss her."

Magizoology Tip #19

A Bavarian Erkling is more trustworthy than Duncan Hobhouse.

Sebastian's POV

He didn't know who leaned in first. All he knew was that the instant their lips crashed, it was years of longing between the two that sparked an uncontrollable flame. Ominis fisted the front of his dress shirt, bringing him closer as his hummed quietly in approval. His lips were as soft as he remembered, but there was a dominance in them he didn't quite recall. He was more sure of himself now. Sure that they both wanted this.

Ominis bit down on his bottom lip, a silent warning to be quiet because Beatrice was still asleep. Her breaths even and her mind completely unaware that they were lost in each other. Sebastian slid a hand in Ominis' neat hair, determined to mess up, and jerked the aristocrat's head to the side.

Sebastian proceeded to devour him.

His tongue pushed through the seam of his lips and then it was like a kaleidoscope of heartache and desire. Sebastian didn't know where he began and Ominis ended. Soft hair threaded through his calloused fingers while Ominis' pulled at his hair, causing another appreciative noise to escape his lips.

Ominis broke apart as Beatrice shifted in her sleep. Her snoozing figure now pointed towards them, heightening the forbidden feeling of being caught.

They both were looking in her direction, Ominis' head tilted faintly. Both of them were trying to even their breathing although Sebastian felt needy, wanting to kiss him again. It wasn't nearly enough the first time nor the second around.