Making Out
Everyone had gathered in the Great Hall for lunch. Neville, however, couldn’t get anything down his throat. He felt like he had been receiving ‘hints’ from Mike the entire day. From the way he looked at Neville, the way he touched him and even the way he spoke.
And his suspicions were confirmed when they shared another look, and Mike licked his lips and gave him a wink. Neville felt his cheeks grow red. What did he want?
Neville would find out soon enough.
After lunch, Mike and Neville shared a free period. Mike was the first to find the other. “Hey, Nev..” He said with a wink as he wrapped his arm around his boyfriend’s waist. His hand dropping a little too low, comfortably resting on the others behind as a result. Neville tried his best to return a nonchalant smile; “H-Heeeyyyy Mike… What’s.. Um.. What’s up??” He replied, as a nervous chuckle escaped him. Mike seemed unamused. “You know, Nev. I actually want to show you something.. You’re free, right?” He asked with a cunning grin plastered on his face. Neville gulped, but gave Mike a shy nod.
Not even 15 minutes later, the two were behind a tree, making out as if their lives depended on it. Low moans rising out of Mike’s throat, only arousing the taller boy more. Their hands were all over each other. Mikes left hand resting on Neville’s chest, his right gripping onto the other’s tie. Neville’s hands were placed accordingly; one resting on his waist, and the other cupping his cheek.
Mike felt Neville’s teeth sink into his bottom lip, as if he was asking to deepen the kiss even further. Mike happily obliged. The metallic but sweet taste of blood mixing with their saliva as their tongues explores each others mouths.
When they finally broke the kiss, no words were exchanged as Neville almost immediately traveled down to Mike’s neck, sucking on all his sweet spots he had discovered over the years. Mike could only let out a few pleased whimpers as his grip on the other tightened when he shifted the position of his hands, now wrapped around the others neck, though one hand was keeping Neville’s head in place, gently, but firmly gripping the taller boy’s hair.
Mike let out a more audible moan as he felt the other’s teeth sink into his skin once more; immediately covering his mouth as he grew red out of embarrassment. Neville, who had no intention of stopping any time soon, only smiled into the others neck, sucking even harder as Mike’s grip on his hair got firmer. When Neville lifted his head to look at his boyfriend, Mike met his eyes for a second before their lips crashed into each other once more. But this time, Mike was the one sinking his teeth into Neville, earning a soft moan from the other as their tongues explored the space they knew oh so well again.
Mike’s hands travelled around on Neville’s body, whose hands were gripping him so firmly you’d think he’d be scared Mike would disappear. Mike’s hands travelled under Neville’s robe, slowly unbuttoning the others blouse, as Mike broke the kiss and started traveling down to Neville’s neck. Leaving a trail of sloppy kissed on the way.
As Mike stood there, sucking his boyfriend’s neck and his hands resting on his chest, he felt Neville’s hands exploring every inch on his back under his blouse. Neville, whose soft whimpers aroused Mike each time he sucked on a sweet spot, seemed to not be able to get enough. Mike seriously began to think if Neville was scared he wasn’t real. That he’d disappear the second he loosened his grip on him.
When Mike broke contact with the others neck, he looked up at the other. Neville finally seemed to loosen his grip on the other a little, but was still holding him close. Mike smiled at the other, who had a little mix of blood and saliva dripping from his mouth. He raised his hand to wipe it off before placing a kiss on the other’s swollen lips. This time, it was just a normal kiss, as Mike cupped Neville’s cheek.
Neville himself placed his hands on the other’s hips. When they broke the kiss, they could only smile at each other. “Well don’t you look like a hot mess. Hm?” Mike teased as he buttoned up his boyfriend’s shirt, who was tracing Mike’s jaw with his finger, before lifting his chin up to meet his eyes. “I’m so lucky to have you, Mike.” He said as he kissed the other’s forehead. Mike raised a playful brow as he smiled at the other; “Hell yeah you are.. But where’s all this coming from?” He asked. Neville just shrugged as he attempted to fix the other up a little. “Don’t know.. Sometimes I’m just scared you’ll disappear. Like you’re not real, or something.” He said as he tucked Mike’s hair behind his ear.
Mike cupped the other’s hand, preventing it from leaving his aura as Neville adapted and rested it on Mike’s cheek. “I’m 100 percent real, you know.” He said playfully, as he placed a kiss on Neville’s hand. “But seriously. I won’t leave you, if that’s what you’re afraid of.” He removed his hand from Neville’s. “I mean, where would I find someone as amazing as YOU??? Scratch that, actually. I think that’d be an impossible task.” Neville laughed as he stroked the other’s cheek with his thumb. “I still promise I won’t leave you, though.” Mike continued before meeting Neville’s eyes once more. “I don’t make promises I can’t keep.”
At that, Neville smiled as they shared one last kiss before the bell rang, signaling that their free period was over. “Saved by the bell, hm?” Mike smiled as he winked at his boyfriend, before leaving to head to his next class.