Oh.
He had been the cause of that beautiful little noise coming from Basil’s throat, and Gus wanted to hear him make it again; it was an unusual sound to hear, something throaty and wonderful enough that it shot straight to his groin. Who needed to think when all he wanted to do was focus on hearing him making that noise again? Caught up in those thoughts, Gus hadn’t even realized that the brunette had reached up to touch his chest.
Basil Foxwood always had cold fingers; ever since he’d first taken his hand their seventh year, they’d been a coolness against the warmth of his. Sometimes Gust just liked to hold them within his own to warm them up, although the plan had backfired once or twice, resulting in him having hands himself. He felt himself sharply inhale as the man pressed his icicles against his chest, trailing them across skin and he held his breath for a moment until a cute little grin spread over the brunette’s lips before he was back in his space again.
This Basil was different then the one he knew.
He wasn’t hesitant, unsure, or pushing him away, all while telling him this was impossible. This Basil was sure of what he wanted and was giving just as much as he was taking. Gus wondered, albeit briefly, if he was trying to distract him from the grief that was consuming him. It was working though, if that was the case because the thought of his father’s death sat in the back of his mind, unmoving and unwilling to devour him as it had before, allowing him full concentration on the brunette. In fact, as Basil tightened his arms around his neck, all Gus could was concentrate on memorizing his lips against his own, and his body beneath him – it was a beautiful sight, and one that he’d waited most of his life to see. It was what spurred him to ask four little words, because he wanted to have something to think back on when the world fell to shit again.
Basil tilted his head up and granted words that made Gus chuckle quietly from the back of his throat, although his eyes glazed over with raw lust, and in that moment the only thing he needed to live was the man in front of him. His sun, his moon and his stars, his entire world would forever revolve around him whether he wanted it to or not. Luckily, Gus wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, and if anyone knew that, it would be Basil Foxwood. Instead of pressing back for his lips, he leaned down to press a kiss against the side of his neck while his fingers made quick work of popping the buttons on his trousers open. Then he tucked his fingers, smooth and warm, under the hem, wrapping them around Basil before he waited for the inevitable reaction, although unable to suppress the groan that escaped from him.
He allowed another moment to pass before he rubbed his thumb over the tip. Then his hand began to shift up and down, rubbing against him as they did. Gus kept his eyes focused on Basil, watching his face contort to something into an emotion he was causing. Neediness, desperation, an insatiable desire, Gus wanted nothing more than to make Basil feel good.
He had been the cause of that beautiful little noise coming from Basil’s throat, and Gus wanted to hear him make it again; it was an unusual sound to hear, something throaty and wonderful enough that it shot straight to his groin. Who needed to think when all he wanted to do was focus on hearing him making that noise again? Caught up in those thoughts, Gus hadn’t even realized that the brunette had reached up to touch his chest.
Basil Foxwood always had cold fingers; ever since he’d first taken his hand their seventh year, they’d been a coolness against the warmth of his. Sometimes Gust just liked to hold them within his own to warm them up, although the plan had backfired once or twice, resulting in him having hands himself. He felt himself sharply inhale as the man pressed his icicles against his chest, trailing them across skin and he held his breath for a moment until a cute little grin spread over the brunette’s lips before he was back in his space again.
This Basil was different then the one he knew.
He wasn’t hesitant, unsure, or pushing him away, all while telling him this was impossible. This Basil was sure of what he wanted and was giving just as much as he was taking. Gus wondered, albeit briefly, if he was trying to distract him from the grief that was consuming him. It was working though, if that was the case because the thought of his father’s death sat in the back of his mind, unmoving and unwilling to devour him as it had before, allowing him full concentration on the brunette. In fact, as Basil tightened his arms around his neck, all Gus could was concentrate on memorizing his lips against his own, and his body beneath him – it was a beautiful sight, and one that he’d waited most of his life to see. It was what spurred him to ask four little words, because he wanted to have something to think back on when the world fell to shit again.
Basil tilted his head up and granted words that made Gus chuckle quietly from the back of his throat, although his eyes glazed over with raw lust, and in that moment the only thing he needed to live was the man in front of him. His sun, his moon and his stars, his entire world would forever revolve around him whether he wanted it to or not. Luckily, Gus wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, and if anyone knew that, it would be Basil Foxwood. Instead of pressing back for his lips, he leaned down to press a kiss against the side of his neck while his fingers made quick work of popping the buttons on his trousers open. Then he tucked his fingers, smooth and warm, under the hem, wrapping them around Basil before he waited for the inevitable reaction, although unable to suppress the groan that escaped from him.
He allowed another moment to pass before he rubbed his thumb over the tip. Then his hand began to shift up and down, rubbing against him as they did. Gus kept his eyes focused on Basil, watching his face contort to something into an emotion he was causing. Neediness, desperation, an insatiable desire, Gus wanted nothing more than to make Basil feel good.
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