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Neville / (force will) Blaise Ficlet

ficathon_de also for written, also in the kink (the kink by the way was SM)
Warning: bad conscience
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Still known

Neville looks down feeling, softly circling fingertips on his shoulder. The book in his hands trembling treacherous. He does not dare to turn around, but did not dare even on the road. Not when Blaise kneeling behind him. Naked. The skin is still damp and warm from the shower.

"Come on, Neville, Blaise attracts the voice as dark as his eyes. "That's why you're here."

"Actually I'm digging for the promised tuition here. "Neville's fingernails in printed paper, although they prefer to dig in Blaise's skin.

"Definitely." Blaise laughed hoarsely rubs his nose on Neville's neck. "I know that you like it. You like it almost better than me. "

" Not true! "Protested Neville. Weak. Implausible. A miserable attempt. "I like it a bit."

only half the story. He does not like to lose control. And he will. Inevitably. Then he will do things that will not do. And afterwards he will stammer excuses, which do not facilitate his conscience. And Blaise will smile and say that it was not bad that he liked it. And Neville will not believe him.

"liar," Blaise whispered attacks, around Neville, pressed his palm against Neville's lap.

"Oh."

The book comes with a muffled sound to the ground and is forgotten instantly. Neville's head falls back, shoulder and Blaise Blaise against smells of lemon and honey and water and pressed his hand on Neville's tail is the right way.

"go," whispers and kisses Blaise Neville temple, his ear from his mouth. "Oh!"

But there is still the fear of himself, dark and lurking, and bitter, and not to supplant. Neville ventured a last attempt to avert it and knows that he has actually lost a long time.

"I do not want that. Not so. "

" Yes, you will, "Blaise corrected and moved away from him, arrives in position and Neville sweats and think it must be because of how well Blaise red skin under his slamming Fingers touch. "And I want it too."

"That's not fair," Neville choked - and he lures is hot, so hot and Blaise and invites and compels and ...

"Yes, it is not. Come here. "

... and Neville gives up, turns around, looks down, reaches for Blaise, who is kneeling on the bed, inviting, is delivering, which defy Neville this sight can not resist, never; even if he makes it. Neville and forgets that he will be biting the bad conscience is not asleep. The fact that he's going to hurt him. Blaise because it wants to. Because he even wants it. Somehow. Because Blaise feels good to press against him, his legs spread apart, his head pressed into the pillow, so Neville can not see how he grimaces and gasps and whispers that it's not bad that it is good. And Neville will stop to think, listen to his to lose and win and believe the lie, because Blair wants it.