Wyn

[petty_dabbler]

The day was finally done. He shooed out the last of the students, swung the door closed, and lit a cigarette right there in the basement.

These children were going to be the death of him. Maybe he could convince Guy to teach a lesson or two on pertinent symbols.

With his cig in his mouth, John rolled up his sleeves and sat cross legged in the center of a circle surrounded my mystical runes and symbols. The circle began to glow gold as he performed the ritual to strengthen the protections in the Dark Arts room. John was sure they were one student fuck up away from a schoolwide disaster.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

"Okay," Wyn said, feeling a little thrill at the possibility of slipping off for an adventure with John.

[petty_dabbler]

"So what are your Christmas traditions, hmm? Yule log? Trimming the tree? Eating yourself stupid?" he asked, settling comfortably into the pillow.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I've never celebrated," Wyn admitted. "I've been on my own since I was quite young."

[petty_dabbler]

"There will be plenty to choose from around here," John assured him. "I'm not sure about the headmaster, but the last headmistress really went bonkers for the season."

His smile was a bit sad. He'd adored the old battle-axe. Her loss was a tragedy.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Really?" Wyn asked. "I'm excited to celebrate then. It'd be nice to see it all."

[petty_dabbler]

John took the last drag and stubbed the but in the ash tray.

"But first, there's Halloween to get through," he said. He wasn't thrilled about it. Halloween was always busy for him, trying to keep the students safe while the veil was at its thinnest.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Going to serve me some treats?" Wyn asked playfully, crawling over to him and then moving to straddle his lap. "How about a few tricks?"

[petty_dabbler]

John smirked and settled his hands on Wyn's ass to hold him in place.

"A little of both, I'd think," he said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"My favourite mix," Wyn grinned, leaning in to kiss him.

[petty_dabbler]

John smiled at first. Then he surrendered and closed his eyes to taste every inch of his mouth and breathe him in.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn moaned into the kiss, combing his fingers through John's hair and holding on as he kissed him harder.

[petty_dabbler]

That little sound went straight to his cock and John began to swell again. His hands roamed Wyn's bare skin. His hands were as soft as if he'd never seen a day's labor. He traced the nymph's ribs and counted his spine one at a time as he slid lower and lower and ultimately groped his ass.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn moaned louder, purring into the kiss and pressing closer.

"Want you," he whispered against the other man's lips, reaching between them to take John in hand.

[petty_dabbler]

"Fuck," he choked, bucking into the grip. He grabbed onto him and kissed him hungrily. His nails bit into his ass as he clung to him.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn kept stroking him, encouraging and teasing, before letting go abruptly with a faint and teasing smile.

[petty_dabbler]

"Oh, fuck off, you tease," John laughed through panting breaths. He was following him and caught him, his lips colliding with need.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Not a tease, always follow through," Wyn insisted between kisses.

[petty_dabbler]

"Good," he grinned. "It'll last longer this time," he promised.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn laughed and smiled, stealing another kiss.

"Two minutes instead of one?" he teased playfully, flashing a cheeky little smile.

[petty_dabbler]

"Two is ambitious," he chuckled. "I want to enjoy you as long as I can."

And then he began tracking along his collar bone, feeling just a little high from Wyn's sweet perfume.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn purred at the touch, the sound growing louder the more John touched him.

[petty_dabbler]

"What do you want, Wyn? What do you need?" John breathed against his neck.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You. To watch you come- To know I did that. To know you want it..." Wyn murmured.

[petty_dabbler]

"If you want to watch, you better get on top," he smiled, moving to settle comfortably in the center of the bed.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn laughed, pushing John back onto the mattress, then pausing when his phone rang.

"Oh! That's my agent's ringtone," he said excitedly, scrambling for his phone.