ORIGINALLY NAMED: One Fucked Up Life
SUMMARY: It started off as a dare. Seamus, a sex addict, was dared by his lover to date Colin for one month without cheating if he wants to date Nott for real. Trouble insures when Dennis starts falling for Seamus. Dennis keeps ending up with strange cuts and fractures, Colin's stubborn and kinky, and Seamus is a Mormon.
I AM ZEE FIRST FOR ZIS PAIRING!
I call it, Sealin!
Rating: R
Warnings: Course language, anal, violence, self mutilation, Piercing, use of alcohol, Eating disorders, Drug use, Male/Male, and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, anal, BDSM, rape, incest, and possibly more later.
Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE- Neville/Harry (Harry/Neville), Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Nott/Seamus, Nott/Dennis, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Blaise/Daphne, Nott/Pansy, Fred/George, and possibly more later.
. . . Story Begins . . .
A hand gripped the short brown locks as their back arched. The brunette bit the neck his mouth was pressed to and forced his hips forwards, a pant leaving his lips. He pushed his forehead into the bricks in the middle of the small alcove, the smaller boy gasping, legs wrapped around his center. Blue eyes opened and locked with green and grinned. The blue eyed, brown haired man reached between them and grasped the younger boy's member, jerking in time with his thrusts.
Both boys gasped and groaned, convulsing slightly. The slim legs fell from the older's waist and he gave him a shy smile.
"You're sure Nott won't mind this?" The younger boy asked, reaching for his boxer, the older already yanking his on.
"Positive seemed slightly excited even. So," Blue eyes locked with green. "Did this help at all?"
"Sure did."
"Good and what's the answer?" The brunette questioned, buttoning up his school uniform.
"Well Seamus, I am most defiantly gay." The younger said with a sigh and shrugged, pulling his cloak on. Seamus smirked and patted the other on the back.
"Glad I could help." The Irish man said walking with the younger out of the alcove and onto the school grounds. He waved at his lover and turned to the younger. "Hey, there's Theo, I'll catch ya later alright?"
"Yea, and thanks again."
"Anytime Harry!"
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Seamus grinned and pulled the taller boy to him, pressing their lips together.
"So? How was he?" Theo mumbled against the younger's lips.
"Surprisingly he was actually half decent. He likes to yank hair though." The Irish man said with a chuckle. The older boy tipped his lover's head up and nipped just under the brunettes chin. "Mmm, gimme a few minutes and we can disappear for a while."
"Sounds good to me." There was a flash in the distance followed by a laugh and scampering. Nott and Seamus turned their heads and raised their brows. They watched as the two hyperactive blondes bounced about, snapping pictures of random things.
Colin Creevey, 15 and his brother Dennis Creevey, 13, were always a handful. Theo rolled his eyes and pecked the shorter's cheek.
"I've gotta head out, meet me later? Same time, same place?" The Italian boy mumbled into Seamus' ear, nipping behind it. The brunette groaned and nodded, detaching themselves and watching his lover meet up with Malfoy and Zabini.
"Hey Seamus?" Said boy turned and raised his brow.
"Yea? Whatcha want?" the smaller boy shifted feeling slightly awkward.
"Dennis!" The small boy turned away from Seamus and stared at his brother who turned his head in confusion.
"Well? What's up?" The Irish man tried again. The blonde shifted and began to wring his hands.
"Dennis!"
"Never mind." He turned away from the older boy and ran up to his brother. Colin started jumping and flailing his arms pointing in random directions. Seamus turned away from the deranged brothers and grinned when he spotted a brunette boy with a redhead male and a bushy haired girl.
"Hey Harry, Ron, Mione. How's it going?" He asked grinning and nodding when Dean and Neville caught up to them.
"Eurm alright!" Ron piped up grinning. Hermione rolled her eyes and Harry locked his with Seamus flushing slightly.
"So I hear you're on a roll lately?" Dean smirked at him.
"Whatcha mean?" Seamus cocked his head to the side.
"I'm surprised that Nott actually lets you screw other guys whilst dating him." Dean finished. The Irish man narrowed his eyes.
"First of all we're not really dating, second if we are it would be an 'open relationship' since he's fucking others too, and lastly, it's none of your damn business!" He snapped.
"Jeez, sorry, I was just playing man. Cool your jets!" Dean mumbled clapping his back. The smaller nodded and sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Sorry, just been a bit testy lately."
"Are you ovulating or something?" Seamus smacked Dean glaring at him.
"No I'm not ovulating! Jeez!"
"So what's up?" The darker skinned boy led his best mate away from the others.
"Well I don't want it to be an open relationship, I don't like sharing."
"Never did." Dean cut in grinning.
"Yea, right." Blue eyes locked with brown. "Every time I bring it up, he changes the subject or he . . . eurm yea, you don't wanna hear that part do you?"
"Don't care really." The older mumbled shrugging. Seamus grinned at him.
"Fine, he decides he wants a good long fu-"
"OK! I mind!" Brown eyes widened and he threw his hands out waving them dramatically. Seamus laughed and shook his head. "Well, if that's the reaction, maybe you should just stay single for a bit, be fuck buddies or whatever."
"But I don't wanna be his 'fuck buddy'!" There was a yelp and a crack followed by a pained gasp from the side. Both heads spun and flinched. "That looks painful." Seamus muttered, motioning for Dean to follow him.
They walked over and knelt down to the short boy who was gripping his wrist, flinching, rocking slightly.
"Lemme see." Seamus murmured. Blue eyes shot up and widened. "Dennis right?" said boy just nodded. "You wanted to tell me something earlier, lemme see." The blonde held his arm tighter to his chest and shook his head. "Please?" slowly the arm was released and the brunette lightly grasped his upper forearm, glancing at the wrist.
"What did you want to ask me?" Blue eyes locked and Dennis gulped looking up at Dean who raised a brow.
"Hey, Shay? I'll catch ya later, gonna go bug Ginny for a while."
"Ok." Seamus muttered turning the arm in his grasp. Dennis cleared his throat and the Irish man glanced up doing a double take. "You alright?" The smaller bit his lip and took a deep breath.
"How did you know you were gay?" The brunette chocked on the air and chuckled, shaking his head. "Sorry, never mind."
"No, no it's alright, just surprised me is all." The blonde nodded. "Try and clench your hand alright?" Seamus mumbled sliding his hand further down the arm. Dennis hissed as he clenched and unclenched his hand. "Well it's not broken, maybe a small fracture or just twisted badly." The smaller nodded.
"And I got dared to kiss a girl, and shortly after a boy. That's how I knew." Blue eyes locked and Dennis' breath hitched slightly. "I also always found guys more attractive than girls. Do you think you may be gay?"
"N-n-n-no." Blue eyes widened and he looked away. He felt the older boys hand slide down further and lightly grab his hand, brushing his thumb over the back of it.
"Did anyone ever tell you you're a horrible liar?"
"Frequently." The blonde said with a nervous laugh. Seamus leaned forwards and brushed their cheeks together, whispering in the other's ear.
"It's fine to be gay, if you're worried about others, then they aren't worth thinking about are they? Do what you feel is right, not what other's tell you is." He kissed the pale cheek and pulled back, smiling and standing. He held his hand out and helped the shorter boy up grinning. "There's your brother by the way. Make sure to get Pomfrey to recheck it alright?" The blonde head bobbed and his cheeks flushed.
"Dennis! Are you alright?" Colin glanced up at the brunette who flashed him a wide smiled and turned waving over his shoulder before catching up with Dean, tossing his arm around the taller's shoulder, making him jump and whack the younger upside the head.
"What was that about?" Colin murmured to his younger brother. Dennis shook his head.
"I hurt my wrist so he checked to see if it was broken. He said it wasn't but that I should go to the hospital wing and make sure."
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The brunette grinned and closed the classroom door before walking over to the taller boy.
"Ok, I know when I see a fake grin, what's up?" Blue eyes lowered and a sigh left his lips.
"It's just that, I well, I don't want us with others. I wanna be with you and just you."
"Dammit Seamus! Not this again." Theo rubbed his temples. "Why are you so set on us dating? Besides, I don't think you could anyways! Neither of us is dating material!"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Seamus growled at him.
"It means we'd cheat. We're both sex addicts that love the thrill of popping people and trying new things . . . or students . . . we could never date anyone."
"I can too and I damn well will! I wouldn't cheat!" The brunette yelled glaring.
"Really?" Theo ground out amusement in his eyes. "Prove it!"
"How? You won't date me!" Seamus sputtered at him.
"Easy, a dare." They locked eyes, brown with blue. "I dare you to tame the hyper Creevey brother and date him for at least a month, no cheating. And you have two weeks to 'woo' him in." Blue eyes widened.
"W-what?" The older smirked down at him.
"Two weeks Seamus, prove me wrong, then we'll see about us actually dating."
"Which Creevey?" The brunette said with a sigh.
"I dunno his name, the one with the camera!" Seamus sighed and nodded. "However, tonight you're still mine." He leaned down and captured the younger lips, hands gripping the brunette's hips, pulling the shirt up. "Oh and this Friday is supposed to be a party, third years and up, all houses, room of requirement. You can really start there. Get him drunk or something."
"I am not getting a fifteen year old drunk! You said woo him, not fuck him!"
"Is there a difference Seamus?" He pressed his lips to the other's neck nipping it. "I say, when he asks you to put out, you do, no questions asked. I don't care if he's drunk or not. Swear it Shay."
"I-I can't swear that!" the Italian pulled back and slid his hands around the brunette, one grasping his sack, lightly squeezing and the other slipping beneath his bottoms, running his finger along his entrance. Seamus moaned and shivered. "O-ok, I swear!"
"Swear what Seamus?" he slipped his other hand into his boxers grasping his member.
"I swear the moment he asks I'll fuck him." The brunette whispered, glancing away. His eyes widened and he gasped, hands flying to the older's biceps. "Oh fuck that's good." Theo smirked and leaned in, pressing their lips together.
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Friday was two days from then and was approaching quickly. Today was officially Friday and Seamus still had to invite Colin. Harry, Ron, Mione, Neville, Dean, Padma, and Ginny were already going from his house.
"Colin!" Said boy turned around, continuing his constant jumping. Dennis flushed from behind his brother and Seamus grinned at him. "There's a party later, you two interested?"
"Yea!"
"Dennis!" Collin gasped, smacking him, glaring. "No, we're not going."
"But, Colin!"
"I said no!" The older hissed, glaring. Dennis glared right back and growled surprising all those in ear shot.
"I'm going and you can't stop me. So you can either come with me, or wonder what happened when I don't return!"
"What time?" The older Creevey asked turning nervously to the brunette. Seamus smirked and chuckled.
"Ten." They nodded and he smiled before turning and walking off. Step one, complete.