Room 322, Monday Morning

[not_every_mage]

Anders had left his room with plans of buying breakfast in town, but was faced with a dilemma before he even made it off campus grounds.

Namely: Why buy breakfast when you could break a chunk off a building and feast like a king for free?

He worried briefly about whether he might bring the castle tumbling down, but the castle had so many bits of architectural fancy on it that it wasn't hard to find a ball of gingerbread atop a railing that seemed to serve no function at all. He whistled as he came back to the room, pound of gingerbread wrapped in his handkerchief and ready to be feasted upon.

[OOC: Door/post open!]

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[vrajna_kralis]

What personal space? Closer was better. Closer enabled other things.

Hyacinthe's fingers tugged the hem away from Anders' hands and began to smooth it upwards, revealing a stretch of pale skin. For good measure, he nipped at Anders' ear before he answered. "Indulging in a bit of flirtation before sex somewhere almost in public."

Funny, Ada enjoyed learning D'Angeline, too. Hyacinthe was clearly an excellent teacher.

[not_every_mage]

It was funny -- it was only his stomach being bared, but Anders still shivered under Hyacinthe's attention.

"I can be very friendly," he informed Hya, and went to steal a kiss before asking for the next lesson in D'Angeline.

[vrajna_kralis]

Oh hello. Hyacinthe was going to leave his hand on Anders' bared stomach, skin warm and calloused after years of hard work. His other cupped Anders' face and drew him in further. Started the kiss off soft and teasing, then deepened it with a quick nip to his bottom lip.

[not_every_mage]

Now that was a kiss. Anders was almost sad when he pulled back to get his shirt the rest of the way off.

But he wouldn't stay sad for long, as his lips were crashing back into Hya's as soon as his head was free again. His hands went to Hya's back, edging his shirt up a bit to feel the smooth warmth of his skin.

[vrajna_kralis]

"Your enthusiasm is one of the things I like best about you," Hyacinthe gasped out before Anders mouth found his again.

That and how he looked shirtless, but he was letting his wandering hands say that for him.

[not_every_mage]

"Just wanted to speak to you in your native tongue," Anders said, and moaned as Hya's fingers came close to his nipple. He leaned in to lick at Hya's neck.

[vrajna_kralis]

"You can do anything you want with that tongue of yours," Hyacinthe said, his thumbs gliding over that nipple in hopes of coaxing another moan.

[not_every_mage]

He got that noise, and a rather filthy grin on top of it, and then a story whispered against his ear about exactly what Anders hoped to do with that tongue soon.

He was good with his mouth in more than one way, after all.

[vrajna_kralis]

He was. Kathy had certainly appreciated all the ways he'd used it.

And Hyacinthe was no different. His breath caught in his throat and he turned to catch Anders' mouth with his in a hot and hungry kiss, his hands clutching him close. "Yes," he gasped out, dragging in a deep breath before kissing Anders again.

[not_every_mage]

"Glad that's settled," Anders said, and leaned into the kiss so his body and Hya's would fall into the bed. Lying down was, after all, a good first step toward fulfilling the promises he'd just made.

[vrajna_kralis]

Anders didn't have to try very hard for this; Hyacinthe had no problems going vertical with even the least provocation. And Anders was ever so much more than that. His back hit the mattress at the same time his hand slid around to cup Anders' ass, rocking up against him. "Well, hello," he said, smiling up at Anders with merry black eyes. "I see you're feeling...charming." He nipped at Anders' neck and whispered, "Charming means sexy as Naamah herself."

[not_every_mage]

"It's hard not to be, when I'm around such charming company," Anders told him, eyes locked on Hya's as he rocked back against him. He twined the fingers of one hand through Hya's dark hair, tugging at it slightly.

[vrajna_kralis]

And that should have been horizontal, sigh self.

Hyacinthe's let his hands slip around, stroking down Anders' naked back until they reached his rear. He filled his palms with smooth flesh and his grin widened. "Going to be hard to focus on words soon, chavo," he said. "You're distracting in all the best ways."

[not_every_mage]

"Somehow I'm already distracted," Anders said shivering against Hyacinthe's touch as he tried to get the other boy's pants open. "Any other words I should know before you take your clothes off?"

[vrajna_kralis]

"Languissement is a good one," Hyacinthe groaned, trying to keep still under Anders' inquisitive fingers so the other boy could get his pants opened. But it was hard.

Oh, and keeping still was difficult, too.

"But that one might be better to show than explain...It does require a clever mouth, however."

[not_every_mage]

Anders succeeded, and celebrated by running his thumb around the silken tip of Hyacinthe's prick.

"Good thing those aren't in shortage around here," he said, breath hot on Hy's earlobe. "Is it show and tell time?"

[vrajna_kralis]

"I--I think it might be," Hyacinthe said, with significantly less cool than he'd had a few minutes ago. Look, he was still only sixteen and there was a cute chavo playing with his phallus. There was only so much cool to be had. "You show me something and I'll tell you how much I like it?"

[not_every_mage]

"Oh, that sounds fun," Anders said agreeably, fingers continuing to slide along Hya's shaft. "Hmm. You've seen the top half. I might need to take off my pants so I have good things to show you."

Said pants were getting uncomfortably tight, anyhow.

[vrajna_kralis]

Dilemma. If he were to help Anders take his pants off, he'd have to sit back up. But if he left Anders to do it himself, he might take his hands away. Truly, there was no winning in this scenario.

So Hyacinthe pushed himself up slightly, catching Anders for another kiss because if he was going to be upright, he was going to get something out of it immediately, and began to unfasten Anders' pants, which involved a lot more stroking the front of them than might have been strictly necessary.

[not_every_mage]

Anders made a slight, unintended greedy noise at the way Hyacinthe was "helping" him. He was nude almost before he realized it, with a blush of arousal spreading across his chest.

"I think you said you'd tell me if you liked what you saw," he teased. "Am I acceptable?"

[vrajna_kralis]

Hyacinthe was taking in the sight of Anders with greedy eyes, and didn't stop the long perusal just because he was answering the question. Eye-contact was over-rated, okay? Especially when there was so much else to look at!

"More than acceptable, mure chavo," he whispered, smiling at the contrast between his brown skin and Anders' pale. "Nothing about you is merely 'acceptable.'"

[not_every_mage]

"Mure chavo," Anders repeated through a smile of his own. "I like that. Tell me what it means while I get you undressed the rest of the way."

He was already moving to help Hyacinthe with the latter part of that request.

[vrajna_kralis]

"I don't think there's a perfect translation?" Hya said, his head tipping backwards and eyes sliding closed. "It means 'my boy' but there are..." Anders, you were not helping his translation skills, here. "...Shades of meaning? That differ?"

He pulled one eye open and gave Anders a lazy smile. "I definitely don't think of you as a boy. Unless it's a rinkeni chavo. Pretty boy." He sounded appreciative, so if there were any subtleties in that English phrase, he was missing them.

[not_every_mage]

"You're prettier than I am," Anders said sincerely, as more of Hya's clothes fell away to reveal the perfect form beneath. "But thank you."

[vrajna_kralis]

Well, Anders wasn't descended from angels--though Hyacinthe's own divine ancestry was much further back in his lineage that, say, a certain Nephilim of their acquaintance. "From where I'm lying, 'tis I who should be thanking you," he said. "You're the one with the clever hands that I am appreciating muchly."

He drew his fingers down Anders' chest, then back up his arm before sliding his hand into his golden hair. "Though, now that you have me undressed and at your mercy, I'm looking forward to hearing what you'd like to do next."