Musical Moans (Seth/Enoch)
February 14th, 1990
The little record shop on Derry’s Main Street was empty, or at least it would be if it wasn’t for the dark-haired employee and his boyfriend sucking face in one of the aisles. Their tongues mingled, the piercing on one catching the other’s teeth and trailing along them to make ribbed sounds. A patch-ridden jean jacket fell to the floor with a loud plop while a magical satchel slid off a shoulder and landed on top of it, nearly spilling its contents all over the shitty carpeted floor; a titlewave of files.
Neon signs blanketed their tangling bodies in multicolored strips of light. A large purple bulb made their eyes dark and reflective, bouncing the rainbow of shades between each other like an electric current. The employee’s metallic piercings shined in the blacklight, catching his boyfriend’s eyes similar to an angler fish. Thin fingers came up to fondle and tug on them, wondering how they interacted with the sweaty skin around them.
Seth’s larger hands gripped his lover’s green nape and lower back, squeezing him as close as he could as he pressed him to the far wall furthest from the door. Meanwhile, the lithe auror wrapped his willowy limbs around the other’s leather-clad back, hugging him closer as his leg hitched up to grind their clothed erections together.
Abruptly, Seth thrust against Enoch’s core, sending a shutter through one of the larger shelving units which made the records inside rattle within their boxes. The noise was loud and it made both of them pause in the otherwise silent shop.
“Careful, Sethie,” Enoch giggled, using the unplanned pause to unbutton his auror robes and pull him into another kiss, “You wouldn’t want to break anything,” he joked, using his finger to tease the nipple piercing on Seth’s chest.
The squib grumbled playfully, squeezing the green-haired man closer and sucking a disciplinary hickey into his neck. Enoch whined, reaching up to dig his fingernails into his boyfriend’s scalp. The stinging sensation made the other hiss and pull back enough to see the auror’s disheveled appearance.
“I’m sorry!” Enoch yelped at the look in Seth’s eyes.
“It’s okay,” the musician started, “but someone’s a bit grabby today,” he admonished, grabbing Enoch’s hands and pinning them to the wall on either side of his head, “You’ll get these back when you can use them properly.”
Enoch’s responding nervous giggle was cut short when Seth’s free hand quickly grabbed his swollen member through his pants, running his practiced digits along the length and squeezing periodically. His hips jerked, trying to wiggle themselves out of his trousers. Instead, his robes fell to the floor and he was just left with his dress shirt to cover his torso. The fabric tented, hinting at the eager cock hidden conspicuously behind.
Seth chuckled, stepping away to relieve himself of his jeans and underwear. Enoch gaped, frozen stiff at the sight of his love’s equally stiff cock standing up straight and seeking him out for another round. He whimpered as the rocker stripped further, depositing his white tank top on the floor.
A pointed look from his boyfriend drove Enoch to move, “C’mon baby boy… strip for me,” Seth cooed in the deep timbre tone that never failed to make the auror drip precum a little faster.
The green-haired auror partially complied, stripping out of his pants and briefs but nervously leaving his dress shirt exactly where it was. After a moment of him standing there waiting, Seth walked back over to him. Enoch could hardly look, blushing hard at the sight of Seth’s bobbing cock dripping pre all over the floor in front of him. Tap… tap… tap… He could hear each drop in the silent shop. Green eyes darted to the side, purposely not looking at the reddening phallus, its droplets, or its owner’s wolfish grin.
They stood toe-to-toe now, and Seth’s rough, calloused hands were reaching for his once more, picking them up gingerly from their position in front of his groin. Sensing a change in Enoch’s mood, the music store employee brought them to his mouth and pressed a kiss to each knuckle before letting them drop down to his sides.
“What’s got you in such a flustered state? Besides me, of course,” Seth purred, reaching for the dress shirt and frowning when the auror tried to back away but was stopped by their clasped hands. Enoch shook his head pleadingly.
“E? Babe… It’s okay. I just want to see you, that’s all,” the rocker’s calloused fingers parted the first buttons so quickly that Enoch wasn’t able to react until the fabric was parting, revealing what he’d been so hesitant to show.
Little hoops pierced each of the green-haired male’s nipples, their metallic texture glinting prettily on his dusty pink flesh. Seth gasped, his fingers trailing along the cool metal before rolling the raised puckered bud between his thumb and forefinger. Enoch jerked in his grasp, a strangled high-pitched moan escaping his clenched teeth.
“So sensitive…” Seth praised his lover, “They healed nicely,” he nodded, that same predatory smirk on his face as he pinched his new favorite toys, “These are weeks old. Why didn’t you tell me?”
Enoch whimpered, “‘Wanted to surprise you. Y’know, for Valentine’s Day?”
“Mmm…” Seth hummed giddily, “Thank you for such a wonderful present. I’ll be sure to reward you handsomely in return,” he leaned down and took one of the pierced buds into his ravenous mouth.
His teeth tugged on the little ring, pulling it left, right, up, and down in an attempt to coax it out of his lover’s skin. While it wouldn’t yield, he at least hoped to make Enoch cum from the stimulation alone. He was overly sensitive like that. Even now, the green-haired auror was moaning freely, rolling his naked hips against Seth’s in an attempt to get some relief.
The chapped skin was fascinating to the rocker’s tongue, as the piercings scraped together in a delicious sort of friction. The dark silver pearl decorating the tongue popped in and out of the ring, snugly pushing on the opening of the nipple every few seconds in a coherent rhythm but with mounting pressure. Each thrust of Seth’s tongue felt harder than the one before it, and Enoch was loving it.
Shaking hands came up to grip the dark locks as lewd suckling and slurping noises filled the empty shop, drawing blood to the green-haired auror’s face at a speed that likely broke an unwritten record somewhere. Meanwhile, Seth’s hips were beginning to dance with his own, and an oh-so-familiar stickiness was beginning to build between them.
The sound of skin slapping skin filled the air as the two of them rutted between two shelves of albums and bathed in the neon lights above them. Enoch ended up pressed back against the wall after a particularly hard buck from his boyfriend, completely at the mercy of the other man, watching as his cock grew stiffer and redder. With each thrust, the flared mushroom head painted a little stripe of pre across his abdomen. There was such a thick layer of it that the area glowed brightly on his skin as an effect from the UV light.
Suddenly, the rocker threw his head back and groaned loudly, sending a shaking thrust into his lover’s torso. Enoch felt a small spurt of warmth jet up his naval all the way up into his disheveled forest green undercut.
Looking down, the auror marveled in the fluorescent blue brightness dripping down his chest. It then slowed, stopping where it was at it quickly cooled. Curiously, he trailed his fingers up, pumping a fingertip into his bellybutton to remove the rogue droplets that migrated there before following the path up his torso, between his pectorals and pierced nipples, along his ravaged neck, and finally his debauched angelic face where the rest of his boyfriend’s cum got stuck in his sweaty hair.
Seth’s hands cupped his lover’s face as he panted like a dog, leading it to his so he could press a loving kiss to Enoch’s ruined lips. He spun the auror around, gripping his neck in one hand and leaving the other to target his aroused genitals after sensually rubbing his own ejaculate into his flushed skin. Now his skin glowed slightly in the blacklight.
A breeze came through the shop, making the both of them shiver in their lack of dress. The distraction led to the taller male cuddling the shorter male closer, playfully sucking his ear into his mouth. Enoch moaned, the sound coming deep within his chest and coming out in a high pitch.
Meanwhile, Seth reached a rugged hand down and rubbed around the base of the auror’s member, feeling the smooth forest green hairs part under his eager fingers as he squeezed and pinched the hardness he found there. Enoch yelped, thrusting against his lover’s bony hip. The hand wandered further, dipping down even more to fondle the sensitive sac it rediscovered behind his erection. It pulsed warmly above his hand, informing him that he could climax at any time. When Seth retracted his wandering hand, Enoch whined louder than he had before, uncaring that they were in a public place where anyone could come into the shop.
“Sorry, baby… ‘Still don’t wanna to finish you yet,” Seth explained, pushing Enoch back against the wall and offering his three middle fingers for the younger male to suck on, “Open your mouth, E.”
Dark eyes bore lustfully into his bright green ones as Enoch’s slippery pink tongue snuck out of its moist cavern to lead the three digits inside. Seth’s free hand came up to fondle the auror’s forest green semi-undercut, running his fingers through it to soothe him like a spooked cat, “That’s right, E… get them nice and wet for daddy.”
Enoch nearly choked but Seth was there to calm him by running his free fingers along his bobbing throat as he continued sucking. The punk rocker chuckled, “Sorry, babe. That was my fault.” The auror huffed in agreement, bringing his smoother hands up to twist his lover’s nipples harshly. A low surprised yell erupted forced its way out of Seth’s clenched teeth and he retaliated by beginning to thrust his fingers in and out of the auror’s mouth.
Drool began to trail down Enoch’s face as the fingers were pulled out, dripping erotically down his chin and sweaty pale column. Luckily, another slippery tongue was there to clean up the mess. Seth caught the trail just before it reached his collarbones, dispersing it back up and around his other ear. He fondled the skin just below with his teeth, biting and suckling another hickey into it within seconds.
Meanwhile, their cocks were becoming reacquainted, rubbing against and dripping pre all over each other. Seth’s piercing tickling the underside of the other member, making the both of them even harder.
When Seth felt no resistance in Enoch’s throat, he retracted his fingers, delighting in the strings of clear spit connecting them to the other’s ravaged lips. The auror gasped much-needed air, focusing on the saliva glinting in the multicolored lighting.
“Hands on the wall,” Seth growled, his second climax quickly approaching, “Show me that little puckered hole.”
Obediently, Enoch stepped forward and bent over, spreading his arsecheeks and displaying his clenching pink opening for Seth’s perusal. He blushed as the shop worker let out a low whistle, placing both of his calloused hands on the auror’s plump globes and squeezing them. A squeak burst through his tight lips as a thumb fondled the tight ring of muscle at his entrance. Enoch wriggled and was disciplined with a quick swat to his left buttcheek.
“I’ll suck your toes if you stay still, baby boy,” Seth soothed the reddened skin with the back of his hand before thrusting his slick fingers into Enoch’s slick entrance.
The auror cried out at the pressure of feeling three fingers in his anus without much lube. He’d had thicker fingers and cocks before, but there had always been preparation put into taking such things inside him, but here, he knew he’d be feeling this tomorrow.
A low squishing and squelching filled the aisle as Seth worked his long digits, playing each gland and wall like a fine-tuned instrument. His lover’s new nipple piercings dragged along the wall as he bounced up and down on his unsteady legs. The rhythm as too fast for him to keep up with. His pupils were blown and his tongue lolled lazily out of his mouth as he panted for the rocker to pick up his pace.
Seth removed his fingers and Enoch whined, his bum thrusting back to chase after the retreating digits before being slapped for doing so. He yelped at the sharp sting, pressing himself back against the wall and spreading his legs for easy access. His hole writhed wantonly at its newfound emptiness and he hoped his lover would remedy that problem.
A pleased grin spread across Seth’s face as he lined his dripping cock up to Enoch’s clenching hole and began pushing in, feeling every bit of the stretch. The shorter male’s walls hugged him, sucking on his organ like a second mouth in its indecision about pulling him in or pushing him out. High pitched cries filled the air as the green-haired auror took him further and further into himself, panting all the way.
Meanwhile, Seth was teasing his lover by tugging on his piercings and trailing his hand down to wrap around his neglected cock. His hand was warm, which felt good to the auror, but it was also very dry, which made friction a bit painful. To make up for it, the rocker decided to move his own cock, setting a jack-hammer pace that plastered Enoch against the wall more so than he already was.
“Ah! Ah! Ah~” he moaned through each thrust, feeling helpless as Seth monopolized his entire lower half, “Please, Seth!”
A large hand gripped his hip, leaving behind future bruises as they gripped his skin tightly. He looked to the lit ceiling, feeling a thumb stroking over the head of his cock, smearing his precum along the slit. He thrust into the hand jerkily, feeling his orgasm creeping up on him like an oncoming freight train.
Seth sped up his thrusts, knocking Enoch against the wall each time he made contact. His teeth were busy nipping and sucking on his green nape while his hands were busy with the smaller male’s hip and cock. The auror’s skin was so flushed that it looked apple-red, and the rocker loved sampling the redness to see if it tasted like apples. It didn’t, but the taste was still appealing nonetheless.
Enoch knocked his head back against Seth’s tense chest, crying out as he painted the wall and his boyfriend’s hand in filmy off-white jizz. It dripped hotly onto the carpet and created a pretty fluorescent puddle under the UV light. He clung to the wall, not feeling confident enough in his wobbly legs to attempt standing. His boyfriend, on the other hand, clung to him, keeping his softening member inside his satisfied sheath despite the equally filmy jizz leaking out of him from between their bodies..
Both males panted, pressing little kisses and nips to whatever patch of skin either of them could reach. After all, it had been a few weeks since they’d been together. Enoch had gotten an assignment on the other side of the country and had been gone for a long time. Too long, in Seth’s opinion. So, when Enoch arrived at the shop, he’d jumped the poor auror.
The chime on the door sounded, signalling that another person had entered the shop. Footsteps echoed in the silence, coming towards them. Enoch covered his nervous inhale with his hand and shared a mortified look with Seth. It was too late to make a dive for their clothes, or for the wizard to grab his wand and clean up the mess of semen, not on his shaky legs. A familiar face came into view and the both of them froze even further, as though it were possible.
“Gah!” Alison yelled at the sight of her friends’ nudity, turning away and averting her eyes, “What the fuck?!”
Seth chuckled at her embarrassment, his worry completely evaporated into little inconsequential pieces, “I’d think that would be pretty obvious.”
“But why here!!!” she shouted, turning around and flailing her arms at them in an encompassing gesture, “Anyone could just walk in!”
Seth shook his head amusedly, “Yeah, maybe a few times a day. C’mon, Alison… No one comes for records at nine-o-clock at night.”
Alison looked down, pushing her fingers together sheepishly.
“Really?” Seth tilted his head at her before looking over to Enoch, who was still watching Alison like a spooked cat, “E?”
Enoch coughed, “She may have mentioned wanting to buy some albums, but that was weeks ago…”
Both naked men looked to Alison who merely shrugged, looking around at their mess and avoiding glancing at their sloppy members, “I didn’t know Enoch would be here. Contrary to what you might think, I’m not his keeper. Tonight had seemed like a good idea to come, and I just got off work, so… here I am,” she gestured to herself and then to the shop’s interior.
“Okay,” Seth shrugged, glancing over to the clock and smirking.
In his full naked glory, he walked over to where Alison was standing awkwardly, only to stride past her and to the door, spinning the sign on the door to show that she shop is closed for the night. Turning back to the witch and wizard, a wolfish grin crept across his features, growing more devilish with each second.
“It’s past closing time anyway, but I could help you out if I got a little something in return.”
Alison gaped, scandalized while Enoch looked about ready to cry.
“Wh-what?” she shook her head, not sure if she heard the musician correctly.
Seth laughed now, looking between her and Enoch, “How are you at sucking toes?”