He is delighted when the other finally gives in to his affections and leans his body against the touch of his lips and hand, when Kei cups his face to make their lips find each other he makes sure to cage him in against the couch, kissing him back in tandem and smiling against his paler tiers, letting the hand that was wandering southern bring the younger’s hips closer against his own.
“That’s better, I don’t like when you get feisty.” He may not mean to sound so… insensitive, but it’s clear by his statement that he doesn’t care if what he said before hurt his lover or not, a part of him wishes it did stay on his mind and that it would cloud his feelings at night. If Kei realized just how damn… addicting he was, he did fear he would leave. His hand had already slipped under the other’s pants, teasing the tip of his slightly stiffened length with his thumb.
“You owe me, for the time you killed me… and I have some… pretty ideas in mind.”
LITERALLY JUST IMAGINE FUCKING TEDDY LUPIN DECKED OUT IN HIS HUFFLEPUFF ROBES WITH THE HEAD BOY BADGE ON IT WITH HIS HOT BLUE HAIR AND THIS BIG BOY SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD SMIRK AND SMILE AS HE CROSSES HIS ARMS AND WATCHES LITTLE ELEVEN YEAR OLD JAMES SIRIUS POTTER BRAVELY WALK TO THE HAT AND SIT DOWN AND HEARING THE VOICE RING OUT GRYFFINDOR. AND TEDDY POUTS AND GOES ‘DAMN’ BUT HE WATCHES PROUDLY AS HIS YOUNGER FREAKIN BROTHER RELATED OR NOT WALKS TO THE GRYFFINDOR TABLE AND SITS DOWN WITH AN AWE FILLED FACE. AND HE WHIRLS AROUND TO WAVE FRANTICALLY AT TEDDY AND TEDDY GRINS AND WAVES BACK AND STICKS HIM A THUMBS UP BECAUSE ‘GOOD JOB, JAMES. MUM AND DAD’LL BE PROUD.’