A/N: ok so, since I've had a few requests I have decided, once I'm done writing these stories, to write a few Sealin since there is NONE in the 'M' section. Correction, there is none ANYWHERE on the whole site! Dude, I made a new pairing! He-he! Awesome!
In case you're wondering why I made Colin Kinky, it's because Hugh Mitchell (Colin Creevey) is Goth. I mean REALLY Goth lol. So why not make him kinky too? And Hugh's fucking hot man! Holy crap! Who woulda thought Colin Creevey would make a hot Goth?
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 (very little), 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, Alex/Colin and possibly more later.
. . . Story Begins. . .
Seamus' eyes snapped open, a blonde boy's hand against his growing erection. He turned to look at the clock and groaned. What was it with this kid and two a.m. Colin was still asleep, but the light transaction between pressure and squeezing was driving him crazy!
He shifted uncomfortably and sighed. The hand on his groin subconsciously squeezed again and Seamus whimpered, carefully removing the hand and getting up. He was headed for the washroom when a small whimper left the small boy on the bad.
His shoulders sagged and he dropped his head to his chest, turning back around and crawling on the bed.
"Colin?" He whispered, shaking him lightly. "Colin." The small boy shot up, eyes wide and yelped. "Hey, hey, it's alright lil one." The English boy turned towards the brunette and let out a sigh of relief. "Wanna talk about it? Sometimes that helps."
"No, I don't remember it really. Just lots of sand like a desert." Seamus nodded and out stretched his arms, silently telling the small boy to come to him. Colin complied and sat on the others lap before stiffening. "Uh, Shay?"
"Your hand was squeezing it in your sleep." The blonde blushed.
"Oh, sorry." Seamus raised a brow and looked down at the other.
"Why? If I would have known you were having a nightmare I would have held your hand instead of getting up."
"I made you get up?" the blonde pouted at him. The brunette sighed.
"Colin, calm your hormones, its fine." The small boy nodded and kissed the skin in front of him. Seamus cleared his throat and shifted, rosy lips pressed to the junction of his neck and shoulder. The blonde boy nibbled the taller's throat, hand sliding down his chest. When the younger lad hit the bottom of his shirt, he lifted it up and pulled it over the other's head, causing the short hair to go in different directions.
"Shay?" He mumbled against the tan neck, hands still on the other's waist, a red mark forming beneath his lips.
"Hmm?" The brunette mumbled, a small smile on his face, head turned to the side. Colin reached over and grabbed the taller's hand, sucking lightly on the other's neck and placing Seamus' hand on his groin, a moan escaping him.
"We never did get to fix our 'problems." The blonde whispered, pulling back from the bruising neck.
"No we didn't." Seamus smirked and pushed the other one down onto his back before crawling on top of him, yanking the smaller's shirt off. "Perhaps we should?"
"Promise your parents aren't going to walk in?" The brunette laughed and nodded. "Good." Colin pushed his hips up, pressing his erection against the others. Seamus let out a long, low groan, grinding down.
They lay there, clad in nothing but their boxers and locked eyes. Seamus lifted his hips and reached down, pulling the other's underwear off, followed by his own. Both let out a sigh of pleasure before the older man lowered his waist, bringing their stiff members back together. The brunette slowly rocked his hips against the other's a slow friction forming between them. Colin moaned and bucked a pleading look in his eyes.
The Irish boy out stretched his arm and summoned a bottle of lube before climbing off the other and sitting on his knees. He squeezed the gel onto his hand and spread the substance around before doing likewise to his erection.
"Turn over." The blonde raised a brow but complied nonetheless. Hands gripped his hips and pulled him up on his hands and knees. The tip of his wand hit the other entrance before a gel splashed over it.
Seamus smirked and leaned forwards, running his tongue along the purple substance. Colin let out a strangled cry, his head snapping up. A pant left the pale lips and unconsciously pushed his hips back against the other. The brunette continued to tease the muscle, just running his tongue along the outside before he set the tip in the center and pushed it in lightly. He wiggled it around, small gasps and groans leaving the shaking body. Sweat began to form on the panting boy's body, breaths coming out in short gasps.
"Shay, please!" The tongue twisted out and was replaced with a finger and he sighed when Seamus pushed it in, instant relief washing over him. The first was quickly joined by a second, and soon after a third.
The brunette quickly removed his digits and pushed himself up on his knees, aligning his member with the smaller boy's entrance. Colin moaned when he felt the slight pressure against his beck end, one hand on his lower back.
Seamus grunted as he pushed in, a low groan leaving the boy bellow him. He continued to push his hips forwards, pressing in further before placing both his hands on the other's slender hips.
Colin flinched and bit his lip, but kept quiet. After a while, Seamus was pressed to the hilt and the young boy had never felt so filled. The brunette above him panted but didn't move, waiting for the other to say when he could. Eventually the pain subsided and the smaller boy nodded, pushing back against the other.
Seamus let out a small smile before pulling his hips back, automatically aiming for the other's bundle of nerves. He snapped his hips forwards and Colin screamed, back arching. His body shook and the older boy pulled out and snapped forwards again, pleasured gasps leaving his own mouth.
Colin pushed back against the other in a silent plea and the brunette gave a small smile.
"I can't guarantee this will be amazing or anything, I am still half asleep." The brunette said with a chuckle picking up his speed. The blonde let a strange noise out of the back of his throat and dropped down onto his forearms, head between them and his back arched.
Seamus leaned over the other; one hand on the bed next to the other's panting head, and the other still on his hip. The Irish man grunted and thrusted down harder and faster, a strangled cry leaving the small boy.
"Oh gods." The brunette smiled down at the moaning boy, his own moan leaving him. He forced his hips to move more and jumped a little when the bed knocked the wall. Colin snickered at him before his mouth dropped, eyes rolling back when Seamus thrusted hard against the other's prostate.
"Don't laugh at me. It's not very nice considering I have my cock up your arse." The blonde laughed and Seamus smirked. He began to pump his hips with all he was worth, a scream leaving the other, the small back arching more.
"Oh fuck yes! Oh Gods Shay!" The brunette reached under the small boy and grabbed his member, jerking in time with his thrusts. He began to sweat as he felt his orgasm build, bed still meeting with the wall. "I-I'ma , oh shit! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck shay!" The blonde howled and clenched down on the other, ripping his orgasm out from him as well, head on the smaller boy's back.
"We must look really weird." Colin whispered and Seamus rolled off him, grunting along the way.
"Why's that?"
"Well, I was lying with my arse in the air, doubled over, and you pounding into it, must have been amusing." Seamus laughed and pulled the other boy to his chest, kissing his cheek.
"It's official. If you wake me up at 2 am again, were moving to China!" Colin chuckled and nodded, drifting in and out of consciousness. "Love you cols."
"I like ponies too." Seamus rolled his eyes and went to sleep, a small smile on his face.
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Mr Weasley sighed and turned to the other occupants in the room. "Alright, I have to go to work, and Molly is going shopping with Ginny. Please don't destroy anything."
"Of course not dad"
"What would even give the impression that we would?" Mr Weasley shook his head and headed out, followed by Molly and Ginny. Fred and George turned to the others.
"Now what should we do?" George asked a thoughtful look on his face. Alex rolled his eyes.
"I zink ve should . . . oh I don't know!" Danny pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Let's play a drinking game!" They turned to Charlie. Anasks raised her brow at him and shrugged.
"Why not." Alex said, stepping up to the fire place. "I'll be back in a few with some." The he was gone.
Two minutes later he appeared and jammed his hand in his pocket, enlarging a few bottles.
"Whatcha got there?" Fred asked walking over.
"My own personal stash." Alex said with a grin. He sat down and placed the bottles in front of him. "Alright, we've got two Irish Whiskies, four Vodkas, two Scotch, five Rums, Tequila, and one Absinth, which I'd prefer you guy to do last so I know if you're too drunk." They blinked at him.
"So, who wants what?" Alex asked, setting two aside, one for him and the other the bottle of Absinth. Charlie walked over and looked at the bottles, contemplating before grabbing a bottle of Vodka. Anasks grabbed an Irish Whisky, Danny also grabbing that one. Both Fred and George grabbed Vodka, Alex's had a scotch.
They began a short game of 'I've never' before they just decided to drink it. By the time Mr. Weasley came home they were all pretty tipsy.
"Please tell me your all of age!" Danny smiled kindly and nodded, sitting in George's lap, said boy practically passed out. Fred was laughing hysterically when Alex started to slur his words, a French accent coming out. Charlie snickered when Alex stopped speaking English all together and was trying to tell Mr. Weasley something.
"Go- Go up stairs and to bed, Fred, Charlie, help your brother." Danny stood up and fell forwards.
"Ow, zat 'urt." Alex laughed at her, falling over. It took another half hour to get them all in their beds and within five minutes, all were sound asleep.
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Harry opened his eyes, banging on the door grabbing his attention.
"HARRY!" Hermione's voice rang out. "Harry! Are you alright?"
"Yeah." His voice was quiet and hoarse. He knew he had been screaming. The brunette felt pin pricks behind his eyes. He lied to him. The door opened and Harry looked up at the others, his face reddened.
"What was it mate?"
"Harry, you have got to close that damn conne-"
"Draco lied to me." They froze, Hermione and Ron exchanging looks. "He said he was going with his mom to Paris but I'm positive he's at the Manor."
"Why do you think that?" The bushy haired girl asked, pulling him out of the washroom, down the hall and into the drawing room.
"I-I watched him use and unforgiveable on someone. Voldemort said it was either that person, or Draco himself. He's at the manor. He lied." Harry dropped his head between his knees, jumping when there was a ruckus from down stairs.
"Kids?" Their heads popped up and they ran down the stairs, smiling at Lupin. "You alright?"
"Yeah." Harry whispered. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you something."
"Ok, so ask." The older man said, sitting at the table, Harry across from him.
"When I was at Hogwarts in detention with Snape, I asked if he was gay." Remus quirked a brow. "He told me to ask you." The other began to laugh.
"No, oh god no! We're both straight Harry."
"But then why would I ask you?" He sighed.
"Because I'm the last one alive, or that you know, that knows who he was in love with." Lupin looked away, seemingly fascinated with a spot on the wall.
"Well, who was she?"
"No one you know really, so don't worry about it." Harry nodded and turned away. He suddenly felt awkward, and bored, very bored.
Nothing really happened for the next few weeks. It was now November and the war was fast approaching. They all knew it. Everyone was anxious, scared, and worried. Harry had been spending a lot of time pacing back and forth before plopping onto a chair and slouching for a few minutes only to stand and pace again.
They had found out Tonks was pregnant but she never stopped by. Remus hadn't been there since he told them either.
It was mid December when it happened. Harry was doing his usual pacing, creating a hole in the floor, Hermione was reading, six other books all around her on the floor next to the fire place and Ron was in the shower singing rather loudly.
There was a bright green light and the two downstairs jumped, head snapping to the fire place. Green eyes locked with cold grey, a surprised look in the deep orbs of the black haired man.
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A/N: 'Ello all. Quick question for you, message or review me the answer. I have a friend who has some ideas and would like to know who does HP fics often and takes requests. Lemme know and I'll let them know lol
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