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"And what makes you think i would let you of all people treat me so disrespectfully." He teases knowing he had a bit of reputation, "you all but shoved your cock up my ass in your introduction" Regan has now dropped every ounce of intention of what he was doing at the start and was now closed off to any one but Jackson.
He sensed the distraction and found just a small crack in his walls. Not wanting to fully take advantage of his weakness. "Shame I put on red today." Reagan let he memory of seeing his body in his body on display in front of his mirror. The red lace hugging his body like it was a second skin. The mental image of him turned showing off his ass before cutting out.
"Some one has to do it our else this school would be even more boring the it already is." Reagan loved the little game they where playing so he pushed it along. If this was a game Reagan would be in the lead after all. The image that was playing with Jackson's cock slide off his lap and rested between the man's legs. The cock was pulled out slowly before a lick was placed from base to tip. A small whimper left his lips as he took it into his mouth.
Luckily just like in life the mental image of Reagan didn't have gag reflex and was all able to take all of Jackson in one movement.
"Perhaps I just wanted to give you a little peek into the future, seer style." There was somehow that same cocky little tone though that shared connection. He could feel the other still poking around his mind even as he shifted back against his seat across the room. His lips curled up in a smirk as he reached over to pick up a book from one of the shelves if only to make it seem like he certainly wasn't doing what he was doing with the other.
Even with Jackson's skill, he hadn't exactly been expecting those images of the other wearing less and less and then those images of the other wearing pretty, lace, lingerie. It didn't help that the other slammed the mental button of one of his kinks so very, very perfectly that it had let him slip up mentally for a few moments. "Oh, very, very much so...You really do look quite pretty in white lace..." If there was anything the other wanted to glean from his mind, that was the time. With images like that.
It was easy at this point to allow that mental connection to open up enough to have a mental version of Regan on his lap like that, that no one around them could see but a version of the two of them playing in each others mind, as dirty as they liked. "Oh and that's you are you? The source of all that gossip, our very own little whistleblower.." The mental version of Jackson just sank in that moan from the other, enjoying the sound as he groaned himself at the other hand found a way down around his cock, and his impressive shaft already twitched against Reagan's hand. His own hand moved down the other's chest, feeling the muscles there before his hand slipped over the other's hip to squeeze at that sinful ass he fucking adored every time that Reagan had walked past.
He was very, very tempted to mentally fuck the other right here, without anyone else in the school knowing.
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Hunter was coming in from the field not paying attention to the world around him wishing he didn't have to drag his ass back to class. When the body hurt him he sighed ready to tell the body that hit him something before noticing it was his older brother. "Where you rushing off to Em?" he asked as he leaned against the banister of the stairs, "almost covered me in your protein shake bro"
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in the midst of his lunch, there was a fight that broke out between three of the guys emmett was sitting with. it seemed to come out of nowhere and instead of watching, he opted to sneak out and head back to his dorm out of his own discomfort. grabbing the milkshake he had just started to drink, the blonde left the room and headed towards the grandstaircase. that was until he ran into somebody, who nearly made him drop his drink. "not again...." he mumbled to himself, scooping up the bit of shake that was dripping off the edge.
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The second who this was Reagan regretted opening his mouth to confront the other. He sighed as each sentence the other made felt like his brain was melting. "I thank you for the complement." he Told him as he folded his book and placed it back in his bag with a smile. "well have fun studying i wish you the bet and hope your brain is able to retain some of the information that you are trying to learn."
He shot the other a wink as stood up. "if the books aren't doing it for try reading outside sometimes it helps"
devon grinned at the other man's sharp words and shook his head.
"who, broski! no need to go all psycho on me,"
devon asked as he looked at the other. did it matter to him that these two likely haven't had an actual conversation before? nah! but that level of disrespect when he was just looking around? plain rude!
"i was just minding my business. bored and looking around after getting bored of reading the same sentence so many times."
devon just didn't get it. he was going to be an aurora. what was the point of him having to study this type of stuff? he was going to be kicking ass, not studying it...well, not when he was on the clock anyways.
actually...probably even then.
"although if someone was looking at you, could you really blame them? you are quite the handsome man."
he flirted with a playful wink.
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Regan had to admit he was more then a little bit impressed by the quick recovery the other had made . "and my lips are book shaped" he asked as he looked him. Closing the book he had in his hands sliding the stack that was in front him over to the other. "but go ahead and have a second look since you were so obviously distracted the first time you checked."
It was Reagan's turn to look at the man broad shoulders nice figure a a sort of annoyance on his face that made Reagan a little more interested then he should be. "Or it can be in this pile" he spoke pulling two more books out of his bag.
Burak knew exactly the book on potion ingredients he was looking for, and the exact spot it usually sat in, leather-bound in a mottled green with the gold fleckles and lining, an embossed gold text on the spine and front. Of course, the one time he was in desperate need of it, it wasn't anywhere to be seen, its usual spot replaced with smaller books on architecture, muggle relations and...some lewd magazine that should not be in the library. Burak sighed, rubbing at tired eyes with frustration, turning to observe the various bodies as they busied away on projects and research.
Eyes lingered on one student for a few moments, the book at his side matching the same green Burak had been searching for, but no gold, and the thickness of it wasn't right. Damn. From the book itself his eyes trailed up to the student, a strong jaw and full lips prompting a pause in Burak's initial train of thought, until he was addressed directly. "The book," he motioned to it with his hand, "I thought it was the one I was looking for. But I think I'm mistaken...as you were."
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"I can admit that the first idea while vulgar and inappropriate it was mildly entertaining to get a peak into your mind." Reagan continued to poke around looking for any crack in the walls that the other had put up. The battle of wits they played had never reached this point before so it was more than enough to start distracting him form the minds he was pulling gossip from.
Reagan could feel the other poking around the same way he was, but he was used to letting little things slip when he needed to. He gave Jackson small glimpses of him in various phases of undress. His body covered in many colors of lace his collection of lingerie was extensive "Are you enjoying peaking around my mind Jackson?" The touch of the other man was far from delicate but at least he would know the next time he felt it.
A smile was on his face as watched the other move in his seat knowing that he was having some effect on him. "someone needs to be how else would gossip get spread around." It wasn't the most ethical way to fish for information but at least it was fun. Regan built on the the thought Jackson had placed in his mind. Moaning under the imaginary kiss before the image of himself in the other's mind moved to slip into his pants wrapping his fingers around the other's cock.
"Hm, I think we both know that wasn't a hard no or you would have pushed me out your mind." Jackson teased back without missing a beat. Jackson's mental touch was strong and commanding, almost dominating but it seemed he was in the mood to let the other push him out if he wished. More curious how the other would react to him searching his mind than anything else.
It was impossible not to enjoy that mental projection of Reagan sitting on his lap like that, he could almost feel those lips as they traveled down his neck and that feeling of the other's curious fingers as they danced down his neck. It was tempting to hold onto that mental projection, of that feeling of the others weight on his lap. Of that damn near perfect feeling of those lips.
Still, he forced himself to focus on the other's words as they danced through his mind. His eyes found the other wizards across the room. "My, my, aren't we the clever little spy." Jackson spoke back as he shifted his legs, betraying the fact the other had affected him with that last mental image. "Never. Reagan, my pretty boy." There was a new metal image to the other, Reagan was still sitting in his lap as Jackson tilted the others head up from his neck to find his lips in a hungry, but passionate kiss. It was still sexually charged but far less...rushed.
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Max didn't have any animal studies classes that day but he still wanted to spend some time working with them. It was so easy to lose the respect of some of the magical items so he didn't want to run the risk. He was brushing the hair of one when he noticed someone lingering on the edge of the pens. "you want to get a closer look?" he called out with a smile "some of the are friendly enough you might be able to pet one."
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The grounds around Wixhaven were one of the few places Quentin liked to go. When he wasn't cooped up in a classroom or the library he liked to wander and explore the surrounding area. While magical creatures weren't really his thing, they were interesting to observe and he often found himself watching the classes that took place out of curiosity.
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Round 2 NSFW M/M Meme (Alphabet Edition)
Send a random letter for a starter based on the NSFW gif!
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he let out a little chuckle hoping the little mind conversation the pair was having wasn't becoming obvious. "I see someone isn't used to hearing the word no" The tease was light hearted he had done enough damage to the other's ego to give him just a bit of grace. Reagan could still feel the lingering touch of the other's mind on his and he just felt around it for a bit. Learning what it felt like to have Jackson poking around in his thoughts looking for something that can used as a signature for later.
The image of the other kissing him played in his mind like it was his one. This one however was far more appalling then the thoughts of him being used like nothing more then a sex doll. His heard turned to give the other small smile before thinking of sitting in the other's lap his fingers running up the back of his head as his lips kissed at the neck.
The voice sounded like it was coming from the back of his mind. "How else do you think i know everything" he teased back as his moved through the next few people not skimming anything of note. "Don't tell you thought i wasted my time befriending people"
There's a little mental wince as those images are sent back, he was hoping that that reaction didn't show on his face too much since he just smirked through it. The mental images of him getting rejected again and again weren't exactly the most fun times to reexperience. There's an easy chuckle at those words, at that scoff in the other threw his way. "Oh please. I bet you got a guilty little shiver down your spine at least one of those ideas."
He could feel the other's mind still open, even now and his own brushed against it affectionately. This time the images were less...overtly sexual, however. Instead, the images that played out in Regan's mind were of Jackson standing behind him, running a hand up and into the other's hair before tilting that head back to kiss those pretty, pouty lips of his with a wave of passion. Like he was hungry for the other.
Before that image flicked away out of the other's mind. "So is this what you plan to do, wait around here and search people's minds for fun little nuggets?" Jackson asked with a tilt of his head as his bright eyes stared across at the other, even now he was tempted to keep teasing into the other's mind.
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Reagan had leaned long ago that if someone knew how to protect their mind it was likely they could invade yours. The bad thing about what Reagan was trying to do was he had to keep his mind open just in case any one tired to poke back he could feign a novice's innocence. If he had noticed Jackson he would have made sure to avoid him but instead he as getting blasted with images of them fucking in any way possible and many that could only happen in the recesses of the other's mind.
Reagan shot back with images of the many times he had rejected Jackson before. He knew that there was a possible he would wind up on his knees for the other but he couldn't let the vulgarity of Jackson's thoughts win with out a little protest. As much as he wanted to close off his mind and put his own walls back up he still wanted to pry into people's private lives a little.
"absolutely vile" he retorted with a bit of scoff as he moved on with what he was doing. His fingers moving type when thoughts of a possible pregnancy was pulled from someone's mind.
Jackson leaned against his chair across the room of the library with a little smirk dancing along his lips as he felt the other's mind try and read his mind. Jackson had learned long ago how to put his mind in boxes in boxes, to turn occlumency into its own special weapon. So when Rae's eyes find him after that attempt to read his mind. "Something to say?" Jackson was more than a little amused at those words as he leaned forward in his seat. It was tempting to tease the other with his words, to use his silver tongue to tease and taunt the other. It was hard not to enjoy Reagan, Jackson did tend to have rather...classist views on some of his fellow classmates. Reagan however, was from a good family with good money. And it helped the man was handsome as hell.
Instead of teasing with his words- Reagan was going to see his mind fill with various images of him being bent over the desk in front of him, being slammed mercilessly by Jackson's rather impressive cock. Sweat dripped down both their bodies as Jackson held the other's head up by his hair. There were other images of Reagan's arms being pinned being the small of his back as Jackson took him again and again, and again while the other was a mess of pure, utter moans.
"How's that?" he teased as he shot a wink towards the other across the room.
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Reagan sat in the library with book open and his lap before him. Creating the image they where actually working on something. Every so often his fingers would fly across his keyboard acting like he was taking not of the passage he had just read. The airpod in one ear playing nothing as he sat there. The ruse seemed like a lot of work to look like he was doing nothing, but Reagan needed to look like he belonged as he used his abilities to pry into unprotected minds.
He kept his touch light grazing just the surface thoughts for something worth making a note of. He hummed at a particularly juicy piece of gossip and moved to make note of it when he noticed someone stealing glances his way. Rae let it pass the first time but when he felt the eyes again he turned with a smile. "Keep looking this way and im going to have charging." his voice low, "so if you have something to say spit it out"
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DYLAN SPRAYBERRY, BISEXUAL, MALE + HE/HIM→» MAX DAVIS? they’ve been spotted around the BLOOD WOOD common room. i hear they’re TWENTY-THREE, and a FIFTH YEAR at wixhaven, with an interest in MAGIZOOLOGY. they’re originally from BOSTON, MS . Maz here is gifted in METAMORPHMAGI, APPERATE they seem to be .
NAME: Max Davis
NICKNAME: n/a
DATE OF BIRTH: August 19th
STAR SIGN: Leo
AGE: 23
FACE CLAIM: Dylan Spayberry
House: Blood Wood
Fous study: MAGIZOOLOGY
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/him
PROMINENT FEATURES: Scruffy/Rugged Vibe
HABITS: sketching animals
QUIRKS: sits on the floor
PET PEEVES: beng mean to animals,
TRAITS: cheerful & laidback & funny, & naive & gullible & forgetful
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SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic
PREFERENCE: verse
COCK SIZE: 7" uncircumcised
KINKS: bareback, breeding, cream-pies/cum marking, choking, double penetration, feminization, public play, rough sex, somnophilia, spit play, water sports, free use ANTI-KINKS: scat, feet, gore, vore
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CHARLES MELTON, HOMOSEXUAL, MALE + HE/THEY →» REAGAN CHAMBERS ? they’ve been spotted around the KATZENAGEN common room. i hear they’re 26, and a FOURTH YEAR at wixhaven, with an interest in MAGI POLITICAL THEORY. they’re originally from NEW YORK, NY. Reagan here is gifted in LEGILIMENCY, OCCLUMENCY, APPERATE they seem to be observant & determined & ambitious , but also spoiled & materialistic & self-centered.
NAME: Reagan Chambers
NICKNAME: rae
DATE OF BIRTH: July 15th
STAR SIGN: Cancer
AGE: 24
FACE CLAIM: Charles Melton
House: Katzenagen
Fous study: MAGI POLITICAL THEORY
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/They
PROMINENT FEATURES: full lips, curly hair
HABITS: Gossiping, shopping
QUIRKS: Keeps notes on interactions and interesting things people have said around him
PET PEEVES: dishonesty,
TRAITS: observant & determined & ambitious & spoiled & materialistic & self-centered.
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SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Homosexual
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Homoromantic
PREFERENCE: bottom
COCK SIZE: 5" uncircumcised
KINKS: bareback, breeding, cream-pies/cum marking, choking, double penetration, feminization, public play, rough sex, somnophilia, spit play, water sports, free use ANTI-KINKS: scat, feet, gore, vore
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