Kinktober Day 17 (Masturbation)
Images played across his closed lids. Dark hair, chocolate brown eyes, long legs, that laugh. Quidditch matches side by side. Late nights in the dormitory alone while Harry and Ron were Merlin knew where and Neville was simpering downstairs getting help with homework. Reading, watching him draw, falling asleep on each other's beds. Innocent stuff. At first. His hand slid down his naked chest to his boxers, feeling his hard length through his boxers. He reached in and as soon as his hand made contact with his throbbing member, the image that flashed into his memory was the first time they had been "together".
As his hand gripped his shaft, he imagined it was his best friend's instead of his own. Saw his long fingers wrapping around his cock and stroking, slow and timid at first, but faster as his confidence grew. He could hear his voice as he arched back.
"Aye, Dean, that's brilliant," he had moaned. His best friend had grinned up at him, then shocked the hell out of him by dropping his head to his cock and sucking him into his mouth. Seamus's hips jerked up off his bed as he remembered the feel of being in Dean's mouth. Of him sucking his cock hard, bobbing faster and faster. The image changed, this time it was Dean's cock in Seamus's mouth. Seamus let out a moan in his throat at the memory. He had tasted so damn good when he came. He started working his cock faster, the next image the best of the lot. It was Dean bent over the couch in his flat, his dark ass gloriously bare to him, lube shining across his hole. Seamus pumped even faster on his cock as he remembered pushing into him, both of them crying out at the pleasure it brought. Harder with his hand as he remembered pumping into Dean, hearing him moan his name, and then he came just as Dean had in the memory. His name leaving his lips on a moan. As he laid there breathing heavily, he remembered the two of them laying on the couch together after it all. He rolled over and picked up his phone off his nightstand, sending a text to his best friend. It said only three words:
"I need you."
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Fanfiction***I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF JKR'S CHARACTERS/LOCATIONS/ETC*** A collection of smut pieces created by me for TDM writing prompts. Includes various ships, kinks, and lengths.
