I Love you guys too! Lol and yay! I'm a sweet pea! *Grins*

Rating: R

Warnings: Course language, anal, Male/Male, and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, Spoilers to Harry Potter books and movies, Drug use (Fred and George's potions not like, weed :S) incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol, character death and possibly more later.

Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Harry/Ginny, Draco/Astoria, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Charlie/Anasks, Noah/Dennis, Phoenix/Alexis, Danny/George, Bill/Fleur, Arthur/Molly, Seamus/Alex and possibly more later.

. . . Story Begins. . .

When the blonde woke up the next morning he cursed, looking down at the dried essence all over his chest. He was still sweaty and scrunched up his nose at the smell. Bill snorted across the room and Grey eyes shot a glare at him.

"Hey, been there, I know the feeling. Mind you mine was a hand job from Fleur but yea. If you're quick you may not pass anyone on the way to the shower." Draco sat up and gasped.

"Fuck! Now I know why he was complaining!" He winced remembering the time he found out Seamus and Harry had had sex and flinched. Seamus was bigger than him and he had forced Harry to stand before he was ready. The blonde grunted and forced himself into a standing position, throwing a shirt on and grabbing a towel.

"You won't have time to change in there; we have another ten people that need to shower." The blonde groaned and nodded quickly leaving and heading up the stairs to the washroom, limping on the way.

"Draco? What happened to you?" his head snapped up and locked eyes with the brown ones of Hermione. She raised her brow and took him in. His blonde hair was up on end sticking to his face and his shirt to his chest. He was limping and wincing and her eyes widened when she looked at his leg.

"You had sex with Harry last night didn't you?" He scoffed and leaned against the wall closing his eyes.

"No Granger I didn't"

"Really?" He cracked an eye at her and blinked the other one open. Why was she smirking? "Then why are you sweating?"

"Bad dream, made me sweat." She raised her brow and crossed her arms.

"Why is your shirt sticking to your chest?"

"Because I was sweating." She walked up to him and he pressed himself closer to the wall.

"Why do you smell like sex?" His eyes widened.

"So I wanked!" That's when she gave her very own amused smirk.

"Really? Then why is there blood down your leg. Last I checked you weren't a girl." Grey eyes widened and he looked down at the browning trail. "I won't say. When Ginny gets out, I suggest you go first."

"Uh, thanks." The door opened and he limped in, closing it quickly, Hermione laughing behind the door.

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Seamus and Colin thanked his mom and smiled at her.

"Why don't you boys head on up and watch a movie or something." Seamus made a face and grabbed Colin's arm.

"Mom! Ew!" The blonde looked confused as the other's parents rolled their eyes at him. Once in the room Seamus ran to the cabinet, opened it, grabbing the first DVD in his reach and plopped it into the player, turning the volume up loud. Colin blinked and sat on the bed.

"Uh, what was that about?"

"When my mom asks me to go upstairs and watch a movie it means she wants alone time with my dad." The previews started and the brunette still had the slightly disturbed look on his face. The blonde laughed and leaned in to kiss the boy but froze. They locked eyes and began to tune out the TV. The two boys stared at each other's lips, neither making a move just yet.

"As much as I want this, I'm not sure I can do it knowing my parents are screwing downstairs." Seamus continued to stare at the younger boy's mouth even when said boy moved. The brunette soon found himself with a lap full of an adorable blonde. An adorable sadistically evil little teasing blonde!

He groaned as the young boy bit his neck, fingers pulling the zipper down on his sweater before pushing it off.

"Can I leave a mark or will your parents get mad?" Seamus shivered and let out a shaky breath.

"Yea you can leave marks, but only where my parents can't see them. They have no problem with me having sex but aren't necessarily excited about me doing it with them in the house." Colin nodded and pulled the other's shirt off, pushing him onto his back.

The blonde leaned down and pulled a nipple into his mouth, giving it a small nip.

"Are you in one of your kinky moods?" Seamus asked, brow rising. The other smirked and unzipped his own sweater, tossing it to the side only to be followed shortly after by his shirt.

"It's a shame I don't have my camera." The small boy winked at the other and the brunette's hips bucked unconsciously at the memory.

"Definitely in that kind of a mood." His eyes rolled to the back of his head when he felt the other grind down on him, hands on his chest. The blonde leaned forward and pressed his lips to the other's ear.

"How do you want it Shay? Should I ride you again? You on top? Doggy? Against the wall? How do you want it?" Seamus moaned and stared up at the other.

"How about we see where it ends up."

"Alright, but you have to tell me what you want today." The brunette groaned and nodded, feeling the other play with his zipper. He waited to see if the other was going to pull it down but he didn't.

"Undo my jeans Col." The small boy complied, slowly undoing them and popping the button open. The young boy bit his lip and stared down at the clothed erection. He slid down the other's body blowing on the fabric. Seamus groaned and lifted his hips, loud music playing from the TV.

"What do you want Shay?" He breathed hot air this time and the other shuddered, groaning. The member twitched and Colin smirked up at the other. "Well?"

"Please Cols, something!" said boy shook his head.

"Tell me Seamus." The Irish man blushed and bit his lip. He just couldn't seem to say it, so the young boy decided to make him say it, if not scream it. He pulled the other's jeans off but left the boxers on. The blonde ran his hand up the other's legs stopping when they hit the bone. He began to alternate from blowing hot air to cold on the head of the other's shaft.

Seamus began to pant, eyes screwed shut, bucking once and a while. Every so often a finger would brush his perineum or scrotum. His back arched when he felt the other boy slowly massage the perineum, sending shock waves deep within. He groaned and pushed down onto the other's hand.

"Please Colin? I need you to touch me." His head was thrown back and his hands gripped the sheets hard.

"Touch what Shay?" the brunette whimpered and lifted his hips. "Can't hear you."

"Colin!" It was a frustrated whine and the other pouted. If he wasn't going to ask, then he wasn't going to get it. He slid down the other's legs a bit more and nipped at the inner thigh. Seamus' back arched and he groaned, the fabric of his boxer beginning to collect moisture.

The brunette heard a tearing noise and groaned, nails scrapping bare parts of the mattress. He loved the smaller boy to bits but he was one hell of a tease. The Irish man was having a hard enough time saying one word let alone a sentence! He had begun to sweat and pant, teeth nipping and a tongue snaking out so high up his thigh that if he turned his hips to the right, no.

He gripped the sheets tighter. Colin was controlling this, he'd let the boy have his fun. He screwed his eyes shut tight and took deep breaths, only to have them come out in incoherent babbles.

The blonde looked up when he heard a tearing noise and his eyes widened. Seamus had managed to tear through the sheets. He remembered when Shay teased him for the first time how much it started to hurt in the end and took pity on his boyfriend.

The blonde ran his hands up the other's sides, his body following suit. The small boy leaned above the other, just high enough so they wouldn't touch. Colin leaned down and lightly bit the other's earlobe, smirking at the gasp.

"Want me to ride you Shay?" The other let out a loud low moan and nodded, hips rising. A frustrated noise left the brunette's throat when the contact was not established. He forced his eyes opened and looked to the boy kneeling between his legs, looking around the room.

"Oh Right! in the desk drawer." The blonde smiled and got up unbuckling his pants on the way to the dresser, opened it up, grabbed a bottle of lube and turned a smirk at Seamus. Colin let go of his pants and the other watched them fall to the ground with a soft thud soon followed by the smaller boy's bottoms.

The young boy walked to the door, turning the little lock on the handle and climbed back on the bed.

Seamus watched in a daze as his boyfriend crawled up his body and sat on his chest. He lightly placed his hands on the blonde's hips and groaned when the other popped the lid to the lube open. The older boy stared as the thick gel was spread along the slim fingers of Colin's right hand before bracing himself with his left arm next to Seamus' head.

The blonde let out a groan as he pushed a slicked finger into his entrance, locking eyes with the blue ones in front. The Irish man watched as the young boy worked one, than two, and finally three inside himself before blushing at Seamus.

"Um, either you're going to have to hand me an enchanted object, or I'm going to need your fingers too." The blue eyes beneath him darkened and the brunette reached for the lube, spreading it along his fingers before pushing three into the other.

Colin hissed slightly and gave a small smile to the other nodding for him to continue. Seamus stretched the petite boy and retracted his fingers, dropping them to the bed. He panted and watched as the blonde crawled backwards and pulled on the band of the older boy's boxers.

Seamus lifted his hips eagerly and bit his lip when the cooler air hit his member. His back arched and knees bent when the other grasped his swollen staff spreading a generous amount of lube on it. Colin crawled into position, barely touching the other's cock, just enough to position it and looked down at his lover.

"Ready?" The brunette nodded feverously and gave a small thrust up, earning a childish chuckle from the other. The younger boy pushed down so just the head breached before moving his hands to the other's shoulders, giving a small smirk to the other.

"Colin, don't you dare!" The blonde boy gripped the other's shoulders and Seamus reached for the other's hips, but not quick enough. The brunette's eyes widened and he let out a scream, back arching, hips thrusting and his legs spreading as wide as they could.

The young boy groaned atop the other. Perhaps slamming down all in one go was not his best plan, but definitely worth it. He watched the brunette's chest rise and fall rapidly, sweat collecting along the toned body.

"Oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuckety fuck, fuck!" He closed his eyes and gripped the other's hips; positive there would be marks in the morning. He tried to keep still but he was already at his limit. "Colin, please, I- I-" He didn't need to finish his sentence when the boy pushed on his shoulders forcing himself up.

Seamus opened his eyes and locked them with Colin's. "I'm at my limit Cols." The blonde nodded and pushed down. The older boy groaned and his body began to shake with his effort. He felt the younger lean in and wondered when he had closed his eyes again. Lips pressed to his ear and he strained them to hear the small boy.

"Pound into me Shay, fuck me hard." Seamus finally snapped. He grabbed Colin's hips and slammed them down before folding his legs under himself, pulling Colin to him tightly. Before the small boy knew what had happened he was flat on his back, legs over the other boy's shoulders and said boy realigning himself.

"Can I?" Colin nodded and the blonde snapped his hips forwards relishing in the pleasured yell from the boy beneath him. He barely registered the slight rock of the bed, or the TV, just concentrating on his movements.

The blonde was moaning loudly thrusting back against the older boy, hands gripping Seamus' biceps. "Fuck me, fuck me, yes, oh gods yes!" The blonde's back arched and fell repeatedly; finger's digging into his hips, lips against his neck.

"Shit, shit, shit, oh fuck Cols, Colin, Colin, fuck!" The young boy couldn't help the bubble of joy rise in him when the other chanted, beyond pleased hearing his name. His orgasm started to build and his eyes widened.

"Seamus, close!" The brunette groaned against his neck and pounded harder, headboard whacking the wall once and a while. Colin arched his back again; eyes screwed shut and dug his nails into the other's arms. "Oh gods Seamus! Yes, yes, Shay!" The brunette felt the other clamp down on him, a warm thick substance hitting his stomach and hollered out the other's name, body convulsing before collapsing.

The younger boy grunted at the sudden weight and felt the other move his arms, allowing his legs to fall to the bed.

"Fuck Colin, you're amazing." The blonde sighed in content and hugged the other, kissing the shoulder pressed to his mouth. He hissed when the other pulled out and sat up before falling backwards against, but this time against the pillows. The brunette tapped his chest and the blonde crawled over, hissing at the pain, and plopped down on his lover's body.

"You're going to pass out aren't you?" Seamus whispered to the other, playing with his hair. The boy on his chest nodded to the older man reached over and turned off the TV, wrapping the other arm around the small waist, one hand still in the other's hair.