Open RP: Great Hall: It's Alive!

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

The circles under his eyes are more pronounced than usual today. L slips into the Great Hall, to get himself a pot of tea. Once it arrives, he sits and pauses, to wait for it to steep. It needs to be stronger than this.

He's been pushing himself on a case the past few days. It's resolved now, but it was the first real challenge he's had since moving here, so he may have dropped off the face of the earth a little. Time to emerge and make sure everyone is still alive and well.

As soon as the tea is finished steeping, that is.

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[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"There must be spells." He presses his head against L's shoulder, pulling his skin between his teeth and sucking. One arm slips around L's waist and pulls him closer, tighter against him. "I'd - I like us, in the pool..."

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L gasps hard, hips rolling smoothly, and turns his head just enough, baring his throat. He can only really nod at Matt, encouragingly. Researching spells sounds like a very good idea, he just isn't sure he'd be able to say so coherently.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

And it's stupid, but the thought of L crouched quietly in the library looking through books of spells so that they can fuck in a semi-public bathroom sends an odd jolt through him. He wants to laugh but ends up moaning instead, kissing L's throat again and again.

"Going to - god, L, keep going --"

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L obeys, whispering low, incoherent nothings at him and going just that little bit harder, that little bit faster. His toes curl and he clutches at the blankets.

"Matt, now, yes."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Fuck - oh, fuck --"

Matt's back arches, his eyes snap shut. He stifles the groan against L's throat as he comes, unable to stop his entire body from spasming with it.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L moans, reaching awkwardly between them and resting his hand on Matt's stomach for a moment, feeling his breathing as he tries not to give in and thrust against him, hard.

Instead, he touches himself. All it takes is one brush of his hand, one push against Matt's hip, and L throws his head back and comes with a little cry of pleasure.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

Matt makes a muffled, pleased sound, pulling L closer.

"Officially christened," he says, a little hazily.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L settles down, cheek against Matt's chest, and moans a quiet agreement. Everything is still too flushed, hot and sticky for real conversation.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

He's still not really able to stop touching L. It's lazier now, more content, and it's going to take a little while to even out his breathing, but he runs his hands (still gloved, and maybe a little too warm) up and down L's back, kissing the top of his head.

L's beautiful like this, he thinks.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L catches one, pulls it up, and tugs the glove off slowly, before kissing the palm of Matt's hand, and nibbling the tips of his fingers. These are some of the nicest moments, the right-after parts.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Ah," Matt says, reaching to stroke L's face.

"I remember... do you remember, when we were on that train in London?"

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"Before or after I was carrying marijuana and illegal firearms in my strawberry plant?"

L remembers that.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

Matt laughs.

"Before. And we hadn't even... but you, like, tugged down one of my gloves a little. And just - I dunno. Stroked my wrist, I guess." A pause. "I'm making it sound less awesome than it was."

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"Give me the other hand."

He does remember that now. And it pleases him, of course, that Matt does to, because he had put thought into it, had watched him for how he would like it, what it might feel like.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

Matt blinks, and shifts to put his other hand in L's.

"It was - I wanted to kiss you really badly."

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L repeats the motion, as he remembers doing it. Forefinger slipping along the skin, just so, under the leather.

"I wouldn't have minded. I kept knocking into you half on purpose."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

It's not quite the same - or rather, shouldn't be, since they've been together for months now, shared more than soft, subtle touches like this. But Matt actually shivers a little at how strong the recollection is.

"I know. I was just... nervous, I guess." A serious look. "I dunno if I thanked you properly for all that," he adds, quietly.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"You don't have to. Thank me."

Continuing to gently glide his finger back and forth.

"It's all been a pleasure to do."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but." He leans in to kiss L softly. "Still. Thank you. For - well, everything."

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"Thank you too, I would never have tried for any of this, if you hadn't."

Still not dropping Matt's hand, he returns the kiss.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"It's awesome when things work out for the best, right?" Matt smiles. "I mean - fuck, L, we're moving in together."

He'd never really thought he'd get to this stage with anyone.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"And it's not being over-hasty, is it?"

Mildly concerned. He doesn't want to rush things and ruin them.

"We're ready to."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"I don't think it's hasty. I mean... we live right beside each other anyway, right. And, y'know. I want to."

Which is what matters, right?

"Are you awake enough to have a shower, or should I just get my wand?" He's not keen on falling asleep sticky again.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"Oh, a cleaning charm would be better." L rolls off Matt, since he's probably going to get heavy, soon.

"Can you summon a wand with wandless magic, I wonder? Or is that a feedback loop?"

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"I've not been able to so far, though I keep trying. It might be a mental block thing, but it's a lot easier to do wandless magic if I'm in contact with the wand somehow. I... actually bought a spare one, just in case."

It's sort of cheating, but Matt doesn't care much about things like that. Especially when B was still a major threat.

He props himself up on his elbows and shuts his eyes. "Accio wand...?" Nothing happens.