Hello! Sorry I've been so behind...I'm like that with most of my fics...two of which I've already updated within the past couple of weeks! There will be more for them and the others. Not sure when, but it will be soon! Here's some more of Terence and his antics...also with a touch of rated M! :) (After this chapter, expect more drama and interference from Malfoy.)

Chapter Ten-A Touch of Experimentation

"Mmm...you're really good at these massages, Ter." Adrian lazily drawled with an almost orgasmic look as the merman kneaded his tight shoulders and upper back.

Terence replied, focusing on one spot with a knot. "How can Quidditch make you so tense? You do all these stretches before and after practice, then you take hot showers. I don't get it."

"Nnnnoo...idea..." That almost sounded like a garble.

Terence shook his head mirthfully as he finally worked the kink out of the Chaser's back. "Well, I've managed to loosen everything up."

"Aw. You didn't have to stop, you know."

"I did...nothing else to massage."

Adrian raised his eyebrows and smirked mischievously. "Nothing, huh?"

Terence found a playful grin growing. "Oh?" he followed Pucey's eyes downward. "Hm, you know..I think I did miss something."

"Now that everyone's out of the room, why let this opportunity slip by?"

"How far are we going?" Terence curiously asked.

"Just blowjobs. Come here." Pucey beckoned the merman closer and settled further up on the mattress under the covers.

"Ok, now what?" Terence waited patiently for him to continue.

"First, would you like to try or would you rather I go first?"

"Well, I've been wanting to give it a shot so I guess it'll be me. It doesn't sound difficult. All I have to do is put it in my mouth."

Adrian smiled. "You're right. Basically, that's what you do but there's more that goes into it. Not much, though." he unfastened his trousers and pushed them down as he explained, leaving his lower half boxer-clad.

Terence's mouth began to water. "Uh huh.." Oh, the Chaser loved the effect he was having on the merman.

"Yeah..." Watching those bright eyes, Adrian slowly removed his black plaid boxers, folded them and sat them neatly on the lower edge of the bed. He watched his bedmate's Adam's apple move as he swallowed hard.

"Fucking tease."

"That's all a part of it, Ter. Give the other some excitement and make them squirm a bit. It adds to the enjoyment."

"I'm certainly enjoying it."

"Of course you are."

Terence nodded as he gazed hungrily at the situation between Adrian's legs. "Um, I know what this is called and how it emerges...uh.."

Adrian took his hand and made the fingers slowly wrap around him, followed by moving his hand up and down the shaft.

"...And this helps it stay. It's good to make sure the hand is warm first...just so you know."

Terence silently marveled at the warmth underneath his fingers, how the skin moved back and forth...how it felt so alive. It was mesmerizing, maybe a little too mesmerizing...but what else can we expect from him? "Wow, so this is what you'll be doing to me?"

"Mhm...would you like to move onto the next step? Up to you."

"Sure."

Adrian let Terence continue his slow ministrations. "Stop moving your hand." He stopped.

"Bend down and open your mouth, then slowly close it around. Be careful not to graze me with your teeth...it's quite sensitive. Ok, good. Now, you need to breathe through your nose while you do this. Go ahead and start bobbing your head up and down slowly. It's fine if you don't get it all in the first time. Takes practice."

Terence obeyed every instruction as relayed, tasting the Chaser. 'Hmm,so this is what it tastes like. Not really sweet...a little more on the salty side. I like it.' Terence closed his eyes and continued, letting his tastebuds guide him. He stopped a few times to drag his tongue around the head, collecting the drops of fluid that leaked out before opening and taking him halfway again.

Adrian gazed at him with half-lidded eyes. Terence was performing surprisingly well for a first-timer...enthusiastic even with how he licked him unexpectedly. His merman's mouth was so wet, so warm and so perfect. He looked gorgeous. The Chaser's breath quickened, his hand gripped the sheets. A little moan escaped his lips. He was close...so unbearably close. He needed to warn him.

"Terence, I...I need you to listen. No, don't stop. I'm..I'm getting there, ok? So, it's ok if you taste something you're not used to. Some like it, some don't. Just tell me afterwards."

Terence seemed to understand and kept going. One moment later, a strange flavor entered the merman's mouth. It took a few seconds for Adrian to completely ride it out and stop tensing. Terence allowed the emission to settle across his tongue, analyzing the taste.

'Salty, bitter...it's different but not bad, actually.' He swallowed and gazed back to Pucey for approval. "I liked it. So...how was I?"

Rewarding him with a firm kiss, Adrian grunted "Bloody brilliant. You're a natural."

Terence blushed and rubbed his inner thigh. "Glad you liked it."

"My turn." Pupils dilated, Adrian gently pushed the merman back, removed his trousers and boxers, then demonstrated his own expertise by massaging him with a practiced hand. Deciding to tease him a bit, Adrian darted his tongue all over, cheating him out of the whole warmth for a brief moment. Terence squirmed as he anticipated.

Just as Adrian slowly lowered his mouth onto the merman's blessed endowment, barely around the entire summit, emerald green curtains ripped open and Warrington stood there with a smirk on his face. In front was something amusing and a turn-on. Terence laid there, face flushed with his trousers off and Pucey's mouth was still open around him, glaring up at the Beater.

"Am I interrupting something?"

Adrian leaned up and snarled "Yes. As a matter of fact, you are. What the hell do you want? I'm busy here."

Cassius chuckled at his pain. "Flint wanted me to ask you guys if you would like something from the kitchens."

"You came all this way just to ask us that? Right when Terence and I were having a little alone time? Really?"

"Yup. Could've asked beforehand...but I didn't. Nice cock, Terence."

Terence blushed, averting his eyes to the duvet. Adrian frowned heavily. "I'm going to kill you, Warrington."

"Yeah, well...you can try later. We'll bring you guys something. See ya." The door shut and silence filled the room.

"That was awkward." Terence commented, pulling the cover over his modesty.

"More like infuriating. Fucking cockblock...he's going to pay somehow."

"Why not interrupt the next time he shags McLaggen? Like every time for a week. If he's as much of a horny bastard like you told me, he's going to suffer without release."

Adrian laid back beside Terence, nuzzling into his neck. "I'm going to take you up on that suggestion. There's no way it won't work."

"Uh, would you like to try this again later?"

"When we get the chance. Once I put this plan into action, Warrington will retaliate."

"Will it be worth it?"

"Definitely."

"Merlin, Draco. You keep giving Marcellus the death stare every time you see him. Almost as much as you do to Potter. Mind telling me what the deal is?" Blaise lazily queried the Malfoy heir as he caught him glaring yet again at the transfer, who was busy chatting with Adrian and Graham across the hall.

Draco smoothed his robesleeve out of habit. ''There's just something about him that irks me besides being civil with mudbloods."

"Not everyone wishes to be hostile in public, mate. What about him could possibly be bothering you? He's always with Pucey and his peanut gallery so you never socialize with him."

Draco had to think about that for a minute. He knew deep down there was something to this bloke but he couldn't put a finger on it, exactly. Showing public civility, almost kindness to muggleborns and Gryffindors was one thing, then there was the muggle saying he shot back at him that one day. Why THAT in particular nagged him so greatly, there was no clear explanation. Was Terence a secret muggle sympathizer of some sort? Did he hang around them more often back home? That could account for his attitude towards them. Either way, it had to be something circulating around that idea because from what he knows about the Marcellus family, which wasn't much, they NEVER associated with the likes of muggles. Most Dark purebloods in his circle didn't.

"I dunno, Blaise. All I can say for sure is that something is off with Marcellus and whatever that thing is, I don't like it one bit."

"If it's bothering you so much, why not investigate? Apparently this obsession of yours will not go away...and it's annoying me."

"Hmm.." Draco moved some of his silvery blonde hair back into perfection. "Perhaps a little digging and observation will satisfy me."

"Whatever gets you back to normal."

"Of course it will, not that I was ever off balance to begin with." Draco countered as he sauntered away.

Blaise shook his head. 'I can't believe he's actually going to do it. This is the most obsession he's had over anyone besides Potter. Ridiculous.'

"You have got to be joking. There's no way Montrose will defeat Falmouth in the upcoming game. Their captain is severely lacking in the defensive plays." Flint stated adamantly to Montague, who darted onyx eyes from his book up at him.

"And Falmouth's offense this season is messy, sporadic and poorly planned. In their last match, it took several stand-ins to make the last twelve bloody goals and catch the snitch to win the damn thing." Flint shot him an evil glare, opening his mouth to retort.

"Jeez, Montague..are you really looking for a fight?" Bole asked as the two further argued over the faults and successes of both teams.

"I think so."

"Not everyone is a Falmouth supporter, Flint."

Adrian and Terence watched on in amusement, lounging on a large rock near some ruins as their mates bantered. "How much longer you think they'll carry on?"

"No idea, Ter. They could go like this all night if they wanted. Just be glad it's not Wood he's debating with. Blood would be on our shoes by now."

Terence understood. Another odd upper-world thing became clear. When it comes to human men and Quidditch, their passion can be so great that it's best to remain silent about your team stance and why...or face the consequences.

Terence took a moment to gaze to his right. Small pockets of students were ambling about in one direction or another, the rest were solitaries looking for some peace and quiet. One solitary was Colin Creevey. Camera in hand, the Lion wandered, searching for anything interesting to photograph. A light went off in the merman's head when he looked back to Bletchley playing a game of exploding snap.

''I'll be back shortly."

Adrian was curious. "Where are you going?"

"The loo. It won't take me long, I promise." The merman meandered carefully down the grassy hill, making a turn at the nearest entryway where the lower-level bathrooms were located. Instead of entering straight through, he made an abrupt left at a statue overlooking more grounds. Colin was standing over a patch of odd-shaped stones, pondering over what angle to shoot when he heard footsteps.

"Colin! Hey..."

The blonde turned and smiled. "Hey Terence. What's up?"

"I wanted to see if you'd like to hang out tonight in the kitchens. You know, to talk and stuff."

Colin replied, surprised. "Really? Rather unexpected but ok. So, wanting to branch out among the houses?"

Terence shrugged. "You can say that. Oh, and if it's ok..mind if I bring Miles Bletchley? He kinda has this thing for raiding the kitchens after dinner." He pretended not to notice the slight blush gracing Colin's cheeks and the nervous movement of long golden hair behind one ear.

"B-Bletchley, huh? All right, sure. I don't mind. What time?"

"Nine o'clock."

"Nine it is. I'll see you then."

"Great." Terence waved before actually leaving to the bathroom.

He returned not too long after, reclaiming his spot beside Adrian. "You were gone a little while. Malfoy corner you?"

He shook his head, responding softly "Nope. Just completed one half of my plan."

The Chaser raised an eyebrow, grinning. "Scheming for Colin and Miles, huh?"

Terence smirked triumphantly.

"Nice. What did you say to Creevey?"

"I merely invited Colin to spend time with me in the kitchens tonight at nine. Also said that I was bringing Miles. He had no problem. Colin even had the cutest blush on his face when I mentioned him." Pucey smirked, interlocking their fingers. He knew full well about Bletchley's fondness for snacking. The timing couldn't be more splendid.

"Adorable. What time will you tell Bletchley?"

"Now's as good as ever. Hey, Miles?"

The redhead redirected his attention to his room-mates, chewing on one of several gummy wands he has hidden away in his robe pocket. "Yeah?"

"Will you accompany me to the kitchens tonight at nine? Colin's going to be there."

Miles's eyes brightened immediately. "Of course. I'd love to...I mean, yeah..I'll go."

"Perfect. Just try not to jump him once we get down there."

Miles muttered with his own faint blush, turning around. "Can't promise that."

Terence laid his sandy blonde head upon Adrian's shoulder. "I think this will turn out marvelously."

"I hear ya. We'll probably catch Miles sneaking Colin into the Snake Pit soon enough. Oh and since we're wanting to get them alone, how are you planning to do that?''

"I have an idea."

Near the kitchens, close to nine o' clock that evening...

"Are you sure Colin will be there?" Miles asked, hoping that his crush would arrive. Terence shot the shorter Snake a smile as they walked side by side down the hall, approaching closer.

"Of course, now don't worry. You will get to spend time with Blondie and stuff your face. You know, it's amazing how you're not fat considering how you're always snacking after dinner...and in between meals."

Miles casually flexed his left bulging bicep, nonchalantly admiring it. ''You can thank all the workouts."

"I don't think I should be the one thanking the routine."

Right as they happened upon Colin at the kitchen doorway, he smirked yet again at the Keeper. Colin greeted them cheerfully. "Hey Terence!" he blushed again when he addressed Miles. "Hey, Bl-, I mean...Miles."

"Evening, Colin."

"So...what're we waiting for? Go on in." Terence pushed them ahead into the kitchens, past a few baskets loaded with various seasonal fruits and vegetables. On the far right was a table set with a lit brass candelabra, plates of small cakes, pastries and tarts, also accompanied with a full pitcher of pumpkin juice. The whole setting was nice but oddly there were only two chairs and two goblets.

"Terence, where are you going to sit?" Colin asked, taking one seat while Miles claimed the other across him.

The merman shrugged. "No idea. I'll figure it out the next time we come down here. Have fun, you guys." Terence waved before heading back out the door, leaving the two to watch on in curiosity.

Colin chuckled at the sudden turn. "I take it Terence isn't joining us, huh?"

"Apparently not."

"And he set us up on a date, didn't he?"

Miles took an iced-vanilla teacake from the tray, smiling at him. "It looks like he did."

Colin grinned. "Did you know about this?"

"Nope. I honestly thought we were going to hang out and eat...I do it a lot." the Keeper swallowed some cake nervously. "Um...is the unforeseen date a problem for you?"

The Lion shook his head. "Nope. Unexpected as this is, I kinda would like to see where it goes. Pumpkin juice?" he grabbed the glass pitcher.

Miles held out his goblet. "I'd love some."

How cute! Our underwater cupid set Colin and Miles up on a date! X3 And there's your dose of Malfoy wanting to scheme. More is sure to come! :)