Warning: This chapter contains adult situations. There really is no safe part to this chapter. Sorry, but if you read my first story, BWBB, then you shouldn't be surprised. Also, I do believe that the details might be a tad...moreso than before... You have been warned..

Jayden's POV

I groaned when Hawthorne nipped my sweet spot. His pointy lip piercings sent chills through me as they stabbed my skin. My instincts to be a top were raging, but I clamped them down long enough to enjoy the torture that Hawthorne was putting me through.

Hawthorne pulled back only long enough to unbutton my robes. I almost ripped my vest off, then pulled my shirt over my head. Hawthorne's eyes widened when he saw the two tattoos on my chest. I almost shied away, but he stopped me.

"Were they done in a Muggle shop?" I nodded.

"My dad would flip if he saw them." My breath was ragged, and I didn't really want to be talking.

I cupped Hawthorne's face with my hands and kissed him fiercly. I moaned at the taste of him. It must have been the sexual tension(..?) that built so fast between us, but I was so hard, I thought I was going to explode. Not caring about modesty at the moment, I started rubbing my crotch against his.

His breath came out in a rush, and his hands went to my jeans. He had them unbuttoned in seconds, and was going to his knees. My eyes widened and I pulled away, not used to that kind of "attention". He cocked his head to the side and stood up again.

"You okay?" I shook my head and walked toward the fireplace. Staring at the flames, I felt him staring at me, and I knew he wanted an explanation. Instead of giving him one, I turned and walked over to my bed and motioned for him to join me. He pulled his shirt off as he came toward me.

Hawthorne crawled into bed with me and laid himself on top of me lightly. I could feel him through his jeans, I knew he was as excited as I was. I kissed him gently, but wanted more. As if reading my mind, Hawthorne started to pull my jeans off my legs. I held back a laugh when he had issues with them at my ankles.

Hawthorne jumped up and pulled his own jeans off, nearly tripping in his speed. I stroked myself as another wave of lust rushed through me; he wasn't wearing any underwear. He smirked evilly at me, and nearly jumped on top of me. How could I feel so much for someone I barely know? All thought left me as Hawthorne took off my briefs...with his teeth. I hissed as the elastic rubbed over my already rock-hard dick.

I sucked in a breath as I pushed down those same instincts again. I arched my back when Hawthorne took me into his mouth. Even though I wasn't used to that, I loved whatever he was doing.

"Hawthorne..." I breathed, feeling myself coming to the edge. I started shaking, wanting him inside me. Which was weird, because I was always a top. Hawthorne teased my tip with his tongue, clearly enjoying himself. I moaned loudly as he stroked me from base to tip, along with the sucking. I nearly bucked off the bed when Hawthorne deep-throated me. I gripped the sheet as I held back a scream when I came.

Only Hawthorne didn't stop. He swallowed everything I gave and then lifted my hips, placing himself directly between my legs. I gulped and felt every last inch of him; no lubricant. It burned, as if he was splitting me in half, and sweat broke out on both of us as he began thrusting. Believe me, even at 16, I was no virgin, but he did things to me that had never been done before. Mainly I was a top, so I never took it. Especially with no lube.

I got hard again, which I didn't think was possible, with the force if my orgasm, and I felt him hit my prostate with such force, my cock jerked.

We would have to hurry, because the other roommates would be coming soon. And so would I if Hawthorne kept doing what he was doing. Leaning up slightly, I kissed him roughly, wanting the full experience. Crying out, I came hard, followed by Hawthorne seconds later. I wanted to snuggle, but Hawthorne pulled out and walked into the bathroom. He came out with a wet washcloth. I blushed as he started to clean me up.

"I...I can do that." Hawthorne just shook his head.

"Babe, believe me, if you do it, we won't be leaving this room." After he finished, he walked back into the bathroom, giving me time to pull on pajama bottoms. Getting a pair for Hawthorne, I laid down on the bed and felt myself drifting to sleep.

Haha! Fun times eh? Their relationship is growing fast.