Homework Distractions

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The fire was warm, the corner seat of the couch was terribly comfortable, and the noise level was a low hum. All in all it was perfect conditions for homework. However, Jossur didn't seem to be having much luck, despite the setting. He was trying to do his Herbology homework, trying being the operative word. Jossur had been working on different assignments all day, pushing this least favorable one aside since he had started earlier. Herbology was his most disliked class, seeing as he definitely did not have a green thumb, so the homework was always difficult.

Along with the annoying homework, Jossur was distracted by the feeling of someone looking at him. His senses had been tingling for the past half hour, but whenever he looked up, no one appeared to be the culprit. He felt paranoid and, in a way, he wished someone really was looking so he could talk to them rather than do his work. Jossur hadn't had a good conversation, or fling, with anyone in quite a while.

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Cal was bored, plain and simple. All his friends were busy elsewhere and he had finished all his homework ahead of time, as usual, so there was really nothing for him to do. This is what had led him to be sitting in the common room, watching people.

He had been watching one boy in particular for a while now. Jossur Zdiliut, to be exact; a bit of a class outsider that usually spent his time with a Ravenclaw girl Cal didn't know. There was something about the boy that captivated Cal, but whether it was his quiet, yet exuding personality, or just his good looks, Cal couldn't say. He knew Jossur was in his year and into music and flirting, but that was it; he had never spoken to the boy outside of the rare class time interaction.

Today, for some reason, he just couldn't seem to stop staring.

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"Who cares about the mating ritual of some random plant? Plants shouldn't even have mating rituals!" Jossur thought as he tried to work some more. As he felt the stare yet again, however, he just couldn't do it. Throwing his paper and book aside, Jossur looked up in frustration. Who the Bloody Hell was staring? Searching the room, his eyes met with a boy he knew from classes as Cal.

Jossur noticed the young man at least once whenever he was in a room, -who wouldn't notice those good looks?- but he'd never really talked to him outside of class. Cal seemed like he might be a bit prissy or high maintenance and Jossur was too laid back and casual do deal with someone like that without them getting annoyed. However, he couldn't deny the fact this he was an extremely fine looking guy. Raking his eyes over the boy's figure, Jossur spoke up.

"If you're not going to come here and talk to me or help, then please, stop staring. It's rather annoying if you must know."

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Cal jumped at being addressed and smiled apologetically. He had been so focused on watching Jossur that he hadn't realized the boy was staring back. Now that he'd been called on, Cal felt somewhat rude for having sat around and stared at everyone for so long. His shy smile turned into a half smirk as he made his way over to Jossur.

Sitting with one leg tucked under the other and facing the young man, Cal spoke."I'm so sorry to have bothered you. I know we've had class together, but we've never spoken properly, so hi, I'm Cal." Sticking out his hand, Cal waited for the other boy to accept while confidently looking him in the eye. Jossur had such deeply intense hazel eyes that it was almost impossible not to get drawn in and lost in them. You could tell just from looking at the feeling in those eyes that he was a musician or an artist.

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Jossur slowly reached out to shake the offered hand while keeping the intense eye contact with Cal. With a coy smile slipping onto his face, Jossur blinked slowly and wet his lips. This could be fun, he thought.

"Well hello, I'm Jossur." Never breaking the eye contact, he lifted Cal's hand to his mouth and placed a light kiss atop the boys fingers. "You can call me Jaws if you like."

Still smiling in a flirtatious manner, Jossur let the boy's hand go and got more comfortable on the couch. The noise around them seemed to have disappeared and everything was out of focus except for Cal. Jossur was "in the zone" so to speak, and hoped to have an interesting evening, if nothing else.

"Your outfit is amazing by the way. I hate to be too forward, but I honestly can't help noticing you whenever you come into class. You're so... put together, yet mussed. I almost makes one wonder."

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Blushing at the kiss upon his hand, Cal looked down for a moment to hide his face. No one had ever done that with him before and it was quite flattering. Looking back up, he couldn't help but be once again hypnotized by Jossur's stare.

"I think I'll stick with calling you Jossur, because if what I've heard about your nickname is anything to go by, it's a tad inappropriate for a new acquaintance to be referring to you in such a manner. And it was a bit forward, but thank you. I appreciate the complement and the forwardness. Please allow me to return the gesture and say that you have the most gorgeous and hypnotic eyes I've ever had the pleasure to look into."

Leaning forward some, Cal put a hand upon the left knee of Jossur's crisscrossed legs. He didn't know why he was even giving the boy a chance, given his social status, but Cal was intrigued by his personality already. Reputation be damed for the both of them, Jossur seemed like the type of guy who could very well keep Cal interested for more than just a few minutes.

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Jossur looked down at the hand upon his knee and smiled. Things were certainly moving in a desirable direction much faster than he had anticipated. Taking hold of the boy's wrist, he moved Cal's hand further up his leg until it rested at the juncture of his hip. Looking questioningly at the other boy for his affirmation that this was alright, Jossur leaned his face in closer when he got a positive response.

"I know we've barely even spoken right now, but I'm going to kiss you, okay?" Jossur whispered, eyes flicking between Cal's lips and eyes. Seeing a small nod from the boy, he leaned in the rest of the way.

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Slightly frustrated with the tension of their situation, Cal eagerly met Jossur's lips. They were amazingly soft and, at first, gentle. The boy was an artist even in his kissing, giving small, light pecks to start things off. This changed, however, when Cal uncertainly pushed his tongue against Jossur's lips.

Cal was used to being the one in charge or on top when it came to sexual situations, so when Jossur completely took over the kiss, Cal gave a surprised gasp. What surprised him even more was how easily he submitted, completely enjoying the ministrations of the other boy. Jossur knew how to kiss, that was for sure. His lips were strong and commanding, yet gentle and allowing at the same time. His demeanor said that he was in charge, but you were encouraged to participate and reciprocate. It was the most heady feeling Cal had ever experienced.

Settling his arms around Jossur's shoulders, Cal surprised himself even more by climbing into the smaller boy's lap, straddling his hips.

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Right away Jossur could tell one thing for sure: this boy knew how to kiss. Jossur may have been in control in the exchange, but Cal certainly gave back plenty of what was given. His lips were wonderfully firm and yet pliant, sure and yet yeiding. It made Jossur feel almost powerful.

Moving downward, Jossur trailed kisses along Cal's neck, stopping here and there to suck a light bruise onto the smooth skin. More kisses were bestowed upon Cal's collar bone before Jossur made his way up the other side of the boy's neck and to his ear. He ran his tongue about the shell of Cal's ear for a moment before speaking.

"I fear we will have to take this to another room if we are to go any farther in our ministrations," he whispered. "We should probably stop altogehter though, seeing as, like we've pointed out before, we hardly know each other. "

Pulling back to look Cal in the eyes, Jossur continued softly. "And, surprisingly enough, I'm not looking for something just physical. I've had quite enough of that in the past few years."

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Cal let his mouth fall open is a gasp and his head fall back as Jossur kissed his way down his neck. He could feel the bruises forming there and knew he would have to wear a scarf or a turtle neck for the next few days. Cal shivered, then, as Jossur made his way up to his ear and whispered in that wonderfully soft French accent. He very much would have liked to continue, but agreed that it was probably not the best idea.

From what he had heard about Jossur, Cal knew the boy had had a fairly active physical life the past few years. Hearing that he didn't want to have another one, Cal had a feeling he really meant it. Jossur seemed to him like the type who was serious about things when he made up his mind. He hoped he was right.

"Okay," he said, getting back off of Jossur's lap to settle again on the couch. "What should we do then? I still need to get my breathing back to normal and, um, calm myself down. Why don't we talk about music? I know you're in band; I'd like hear about that."

Slowly reaching out, Cal grabbed Jossur's hand and smiled as their fingers intwined.