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Alex and Dean get back in touch with each other after the curse that leaves them sleepless. NC-17. Slash.  

Dean knocks on the dorm room door, opening it slowly to see if anyone is in. A quick glance tells him that the room is empty, he shrugs to himself and flops down on your bed, pulling a small book out to read while he waits for you to come back.

 

Alex comes out of the shower, towel wrapped around his waist and hair still damp. He sees you on the bed and smiles, he looks healthier than he has in weeks, it seems. "Love..."

 

"Hey." Dean mumbles, totally absorbed in the book. "What's up..." he turns another page and rolls onto his side facing you, eyes never leaving the text.

 

"Nothing.... What'cha reading?" He finishes toweling off and drops, naked, on to the bed beside you, smiling.

 

Dean reaches over to pat your shoulder lightly. "Do you really need to ask." he laughs softly. "Emerson."

 

Alex chuckles and turns to drop a quick kiss to your hand. "I should have guessed, I suppose..." He smiles. "Want to read to me?"

 

Dean peeks over the edge of the book and grins. "You're not dressed properly for a reading." he snickers.

 

"Well, I guess I could dress up if you want..."

 

"I think I much prefer you just the way you are." he chuckles. "In fact...it makes me feel strangely overdressed."

 

"Maybe you should fix that then." He winks and reaches up to draw the curtains. "How was your day, love?"

 

"Hung out with Seamus till I couldn't take it anymore." he laughs, tugging off his shirt and flicking it to the end of the bed. "How was yours?"

 

He snorts. "Was interesting." Then smiles as he watches you undress. "Talked with Professor Weasley and Orla in the library...and got to be incredibly snarky to a few people while I was taking Justin's back about Malfoy."

 

Dean wrinkles his nose distastefully. "Malfoy's a prick." he unsnaps his trousers quickly, pushing the zipper down about halfway. "He just thinks he's all that." he rolls his eyes dramatically and lays back down against your pillows.

 

"Yeah, but the snarky comments.. I don't know. I sunk to his level for a while and I'm not too proud of it." He shrugs and then turns up on his side, hand going to your stomach. "Not taking those off?"

 

Dean smiles over at you and cups your cheek gently. "You're such an angel, my love."

 

"I'm an angel for trying to get you out of your pants?" He chuckles. "We should work on your definitions.'"" Smiling he turns his head into your hand and kisses the palm gently. "I love you.

 

"Didn't know you were trying to get in my pants." Dean snickers. "But feel free." he takes your hand and lowers it to his zipper. "That is...if you want to see me naked tonight."

 

"Was trying to get you out of them, actually, but I'll take what I can get." He winks and lowers the zipper, sliding his hand inside to rub against your cock. "And I always love seeing you naked, but...then again... I love everything about you."

 

Dean sighs softly and closes his eyes as you caress his length. "You're absolutely insatiable...and I love it." he whispers.

 

Alex chuckles low in his throat and wraps his hand around you loosely, stroking. "Well, we do have almost a week to make up for. Although, the only thing that stands out about last week at all was you."

 

Dean smiles and brings your hand up to his lips, kissing your fingers above the ring. "I remember giving you this." he whispers.

 

"I remember that too... did you find those brochures to remember what it's for?" He looks at it and smiles. "I was worried when it was glowing, but it isn't now..."

 

"Mmm...they glow if one of us is ill or in danger. Now that we're better..." he gestures toward the dark stone.

 

"No wonder I was worried, then." He twines his fingers with yours and draws your hand to his lips. "Thank you, love. Its... it's nice not to have to worry about you... when I can just look down to my hand and make sure you're alright."

 

Dean smiles and leans in to kiss your nose. "You worry too much. I must be growing on you." he giggles.

 

Alex chuckles. "Well, I like worrying about you.... just you." He smiles, then rolls onto his back, pulling you close into his side.

 

"You, my love. Are a perfect angel...and I don't deserve you." he giggles, tickling your side lightly.

 

"Hey!" He jerks as you tickle and laughs, trapping your hand and rolling up onto his other side, facing away from you and pulling you against his back. "No tickling." He laughs again and presses your hand down over his heart, leaning back against you. "And you do deserve me.  I'm not sure about deserving you."

 

Dean snuggles happily behind you, his arm squeezing you tightly. "I love you...so much." he whispers against your ear, nipping your neck lightly.

 

Alex beams and presses back against you more, pulling your arm tighter around him. "Love you too..." He shivers at the tiny nips and runs his hand behind him smooth over your leg. "Feels so good to just lay with you and know that I'll remember it."

 

"I know what you mean, love. There's so much from last week I don't remember." he squeezes you tightly, nuzzling his face against the back of your neck.

 

"Mm... I remember you though, and that's really all I care to think about anyway." He drops his head to let you kiss there, giving you room. "Besides, we'll get caught up. I was in the bloody library all day. I'll start flying again tomorrow... It'll be okay."

 

"I need to get back on my broom tomorrow too...I think my really bad performance last week made him a little mad." he grumbles. "Not like I could help it."

 

He pats  the bit of your thigh he can reach. "Don't worry about it, love. I'm sure he understands. You'll be just fine now, and he'll get over it." He scoots closer against your and settles into your arms. "Don't worry about it."

 

Dean squeezes you tightly again, melting against you. "I know he will." he sighs. "Maybe we can practice together tomorrow."

 

"I'd love that." He sighs and relaxes back into you. "Have to check out the competition anyway."

 

Dean grins and reaches down to tweak your arse. "I'm afraid you already know this competition from head to toe."

 

Alex chuckles again and pinches your thigh in retaliation. "Yeah, well, I've been forgetful lately. You may have to remind me of some things."

 

"Hmm...remind you of what things, exactly?" he chuckles, pressing his covered erection against your backside. "Like that?"

 

"Mmhmm.. exactly like that." He wiggles his hips and presses them against your arousal. "Think you could remind me about that, maybe?"

 

"Oh...maybe." he teases, rolling onto his back. "If I was...persuaded, perhaps." he smiles at you wickedly and slips his own hand under the edge of his zipper.

 

"And what exactly do you think would be a good persuasion?" He leans away a bit and slips his hand behind his back, sliding into your open fly and wrapping around you. "Because I think it would certainly be something I was likely to try to do... persuade you, that is..."

 

"Well...maybe we should just...take off all of our clothes. Well, my clothes anyway, and turn off the lights. I've never touched you just for the sake of feeling every part." he whispers softly.

 

Alex smiles at that, softly. "That... that really sound wonderful, love. Sweet..." He chuckles softly and presses away, turning to face you again and rolling you onto your back, drawing your pants down over your ankles and tossing them to your shirt. He leans up the nightstand and taps the lamp with his wand before sliding back next to you and curling into your side, dropping a kiss to your cheek. "Much better..."

 

Dean smiles gently against your cheek, his lips dropping tiny kisses all the way to your lips. His hand reaches down tentatively in the dark, landing on what is unmistakably, your hip. He smiles against your mouth sweetly, his tongue flicking out across your bottom lip, and the hand resting on your hip simply stroking the soft skin there.

 

"Mm.." Alex sighs into the kiss and opens his mouth, tongue sneaking out to slide against yours slowly, his hand sliding to your chest, and then up to stroke his fingertips along your neck and the top of your shoulder.

 

Dean sighs inwardly before allowing his tongue to explore your mouth deeply. The fingers on your hip wander slowly around your back, tickling your arse lightly, before moving down again to caress the backs of your thighs.

 

Alex's hand slides into the short hair around your ear and moans softly, wriggling against you as you tickle him. He breaks the kiss, smiling down at you and then dropping a kiss to your collarbone. "Do you have any idea how much I love you?"

 

"Only half as much as I love you." he teases with a snicker. His lips stray to your ear, nipping at it gently before running his tongue down the length of your neck.

 

"Ah.." He slaps lightly at your chest and then rolls onto his back, pouting dramatically at you. "That is not funny."

 

"What?" Dean smiles laughing softly, his hand reaching out for you again and finding your stomach. He purposely sticks his finger in your navel and bites back a snicker, waiting you see what you'll do.

 

Alex knocks your hand away and then sighs, finding it again and drawing it back up to his mouth, massaging your wrist with his thumb. "You don't... you don't really think that do you? That I love you less than you love me...." His voice low and soft, but serious.

 

"Hun...I was teasing." he whispers nervously. "I didn't mean anything by it. You know I love you more than anything...I'd never deliberately hurt you like that."

 

He smiles against your fingers, voice soft. "I... I know. It just..." He shakes his head. "I shouldn't have reacted that way." He tugs your hand and pulls you close, other hand sliding to your ear again and lips finding yours by instinct. "I'm sorry."

 

"No...I'm sorry for even toying with something like that. It was cruel. I'm sorry, love." Dean pulls you to him in an almost crushing embrace. "I would never...ever, do something to compromise us. That includes my big fat mouth."

 

Alex lets himself be pulled against you and smoothes his hand over your neck, kissing your cheek softly. "Nono... you were teasing and it's fine. I'm just... I'm just on edge more now, after the sleeping thing and another attack and my sister's owl this morning. It's all okay." He kisses your cheek again and hugs you back tightly. "I know you didn't mean it."

 

Dean twines his legs with yours slowly. "I'm sorry I wasn't more sensitive to that, though." he kisses your nose lightly again, his eyes wet with unshed tears.

 

"No, love. It's really okay." He sighs and pulls you down against his chest, one arm tight around your hips and the other still cupping your neck. "I love you."

 

"Love you too, angel." he snuggles into your embrace, kissing your cheek very lightly.

 

Alex sighs and leans his head back against the pillows, drawing you close to him. "God, I really know how to kill a mood, don't I?"

 

"You didn't kill anything." Dean quips, popping his finger into your belly-button again.

 

"That tickles." He smiles and wriggles again.

 

"Well, I can tell it made you smile, anyway." Dean ducks down quickly, grabbing your waist tightly and blows a huge raspberry on your stomach. He breaks away laughing and gasping for breath. "You..." he pants. "...were just begging for that."

 

Alex eyes widen in disbelief for a moment and then he begins laughing, "Oh my gods, " he laughs "I can't believe... no one's done that to me since I was a baby..."

 

"Well...you sounded like you needed it." he chuckles softly. "Though...now your stomach is all drooly."

 

"Yeah, well, who's fault is that?" He slaps at your shoulder playfully.

 

"Heeeeeeeeeeeey now!" he squawks indignantly. "I thought we already cleared that up. Maybe it's time for another surprise."

 

Alex laughs, raising an eyebrow though you can't see it and squeezing your shoulder lightly. "You have more surprises?"

 

"Always, love. Maybe you just need to be drooled on again." he snickers. "Gives it a whole new meaning."

 

"Eww..." He laughs again and then leans up to kiss your forehead. "Drool is not very sexy, baby."

 

"That's what you say." Dean teases, lowering himself down your body again, grabbing your hips and making like he's going to buzz your belly again. He uses the inky darkness to his advantage this time though and leans in slowly, then dropping his head suddenly and swallowing the length of your cock instead, taking it deep into his throat. He hums around your length, quite pleased with himself as he begins to work you back to hardness again.

 

"Mmm..Gods.." The sudden unexpected contact causing him to arch his hips up, pressing toward your mouth. He hand cups behind your ear automatically, body tensing. "Gods... yeah... that is much better."

 

Dean smiles inwardly, reaching up and guiding both of your hands to tangle in his hair, knowing how much you like it. His mouth moves over your length, laving the underside with his tongue and circling around the head quickly before taking you into his throat again.

 

Alex relaxes, smiling in the dark and tangling his fingers tight in your hair, sinking back into the bed and just letting himself feel your mouth on him. "Gods, love. Missed that..."

 

Dean moans around you, enjoying the feel and taste of your cock in his mouth. His free hand lowers to tickle the inside of your thighs lightly, fingers moving upward slowly to cup your balls gently as he increases the suction around your cock slightly with every up and down motion.

 

Alex moans at the added sensation and then drags you off his cock and up to him, pulling you down for a deep kiss and sliding one hand to stroke your hip. "Don't want this to be over that fast, love."

 

"But, love..." he whimpers. "...I want to taste you. Please." he begs, kissing your cheek lightly.

 

Alex looks at you questioning, then smiles softly. "Well... if that's what you want..." Letting his voice tease just slightly.

 

Dean grins to himself, almost giddy with excitement as he lowers his mouth back to your cock, slowly taking in the entire length back into his mouth. He moans around your cock, his fingers tickling lightly over your balls and then down further, circling your entrance teasingly.

 

Alex shudders and tightens his hands in your hair again, spreading his legs further to give you more room and pressing toward the teasing fingers.

 

He pulls away from your cock momentarily, moving down to your opening. His tongue flicks across it quickly before seeking entrance inside your body, his hand sliding back up to continue stroking your length slowly.

 

"Fuck..." Alex inhales sharply, gasping in breath as your tongue presses into him. He lifts his hips from the bed to give you more access and covers your hand with one of his own, speeding up the rhythm over his cock.

 

Dean chuckles softly against your entrance, letting his tongue work deep inside you for another minute before replacing his tongue with one of his fingers, slipping it inside you gently. He licks his lips, eyeing your weeping cock hungrily; swooping down quickly, taking the entire length into his throat again without hesitation.

 

Gods! Both hands back in your hair now and he bucks up against you, alternating between pressing back onto your fingers and up into your mouth. Achingly hard, and trying to force himself to make it last.

 

Dean presses a second finger into your body, curving them inside you, seeking out your prostate as he stretches you carefully. His mouth works over your length quickly, tongue circling around your cock and flicking over the head at every upward motion.

 

And you do hit his prostate and he arches up against you as it sends him over the brink. "Fuuuck." Fingers tight in your hair and he draws you down hard on top of him and spills himself down your throat, almost growing deep in his chest as he does so.

 

Dean swallows instinctively, groaning as you shiver beneath him. He pulls away slowly, licking off any that he may have missed. "Thank you, love." he whispers almost shyly now.

 

Alex is panting, but pulls you up to kiss him anyway. Then laughs softly against your lips. "Thank me? Cor, love, thank you."

 

Dean kisses you sweetly. "I've been wanting to do that for ages." he admits with a small laugh.

 

"Baby, you can do that whenever you bloody well want to." He laughs too and pulls you down to kiss you deeply.

 

Dean returns the kiss passionately. "Love you." he whispers against your lips as he breaks the kiss.

 

[fin.]

 

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