Author: Hello, my readers! I'm dropping this novel because of personal reasons (maybe I'll continue it during the summer), B.U.T I'll give you the smut chapter, the extra long chapter (which was meant to be in Chapter 8) that I worked so hard on and wrote way before chapter 1 because this author right here (me) was too excited to write the smut chapter that I totally forgot what the plot that I came up with was and now my mind's blank, plus with finals week coming up, I've been very busy and I hope you understand! Enjoy!
Andre's POV
WARNING: 18+ content
He leaned closer and began trailing sweet but short kisses on my temple, to the tip of my nose, and lastly, on my lips. He planted small kisses on my neck as he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his hardness on mine, as he walked us towards his chamber.
He laid me on the bed, spreading my robe apart, exposing my whole body. I covered my face in embarrassment. It was the first time I felt as exposed as this. He left a trail of wet kisses all over my body and slowly took off my robe, tossing it to the side. He spread my legs to get more easy access and positioned himself on top of me. "Andre, don't cover your face." He took both of my hands, pinning them on top of my head and started rubbing his own hardness against mine. It was a new sensation that I felt for the first time.
"It...haaah..feels...so..good...faster...ugghh..Louis...move..already..." Ah. He got bigger. We made eye contact and I felt my face getting hotter. He started grinding harder on my dick, making me moan from the pleasure.
"Haah.....uhn.....haaah....nnn." He let go of my hands to play with my chest. I roamed my hands on his naked body as he pressed his into mine. I let my hands explore his chiseled back and his hard chest. His hand wrapped around my back and pulled me closer to him. "Andre...open your mouth and take out your tongue." I did as he said. He leaned forward and hastily took my tongue in his mouth, playing with it. He sucked and licked on my tongue as if I was a dessert he hadn't eaten in a long time and devoured me. "Dance with me..." he mumbled. I knew it immediately that he was talking about our entangled tongues. I responded to his kiss and enjoyed his sweet taste. Unconsciously, my hips lifted up, pressing closer to his body and started moving in sync with his body, grinding on his erect manhood. "Haah...An..dre.." His voice was so deep and hoarse. So hot and sexy. "Ahh...hnnn....I-I'm...comi----"
I opened my eyes and squinted due to the sun coming in through the window. I blinked a couple of times to analyze what had just happened. What was that? I peeked under my thin blanket. A dream?
I stood up and glanced at my now wet undergarment and hardness I sighed. "I guess being pent up is a problem in and of itse--" I froze. From the corner of my eye, there was a person by the doorway. I slowly turned to the doorway to find Louis with ears as red as a tomato, looking at my body, his eyes darting from my lower half to my face. "Your mother let me in, um, I'll see you at the library." He shut the door behind him. I turned to the wall, feeling greatly embarrassed. I let out a huff. Why did this happen to me?
***
I entered the library, hoping to find a book that would relieve my stress. While strolling through the aisles, I saw a familiar figure skimming through the shelf. I approached him from the back, whispering in his ear, "Excuse me, Mister. You've been caught red-handed." I snaked my arms around his waist, which might have been a little too much, but seeing as how he barely showed any sort of reaction, I guess he didn't mind it or so I thought.
He dropped his head and I noticed his ears turning bright red. I tried to retract my arms, seeing his flushed ears, but he stopped me by putting a hand over them. Slowly, he turned around, with my arms still around him. What's this? I've never seen anything this cute in my life.
He held up a envelope with a blue seal. "For you." He said as he handed me the letter. I retracted my arms to recieve the letter. The moment I received the letter, he circled my back, caging me in his arms.
"Where did you get this? Don't tell me you stole it from my house? This isn't fake is it?" He shook his head and smiled.
"Open it." He said so, but I was hesitant. My heart was beating so loudly, I wouldn't be surprised if he heard it.
I carefully opened it.
"To Mr. Andre Areim, we are pleased to announce that your application has been approved...we will be expecting you to report to the palace tomorrow at eight o' clock in the morning." I released my hold on him and paced back and forth. "I can't believe this. My admission got accepted? It got accepted."
As reality sunk in, I couldn't contain my smile. I was filled with feelings of sheer joy. "I'm glad that you seem delighted." He patted me on my head.
"I'm so happy I could kiss you, right now!!" I covered my mouth as soon as I completed my sentence, eyes wide open, regret filling me up.
Right then and there, I could see a glint of mischief from his eyes. He was so dangerously sexy, unlike his usual puppy-like personality. He leaned in closer and closer to my face, slowly taking my hand away from my mouth and placed it on his neck. I released the letter from the hold of hand. I closed my eyes, interlocking my hand with the hand I had on his neck, waiting for his lips to meet mine, only to feel his lips on my neck, leaving sweet, but sinful wet kisses. He trailed his fingers down my back, sending shivers to my spine as his kisses seemed to get lower and lower, and lower down to my collarbone to the peek of my shirt.
His kisses gave me goosebumps. It was something that gave me great pleasure, yet I am frustrated with anticipation as he leaves me with more to expect from his lingering touch.
His hands moved from my back, down to my butt, gently massaging them. I moaned from his touch. I pushed him lightly expressing my concern for possible people watching. His face came closer to my ear, the tip of his nose grazing the sensitive spot behind my ear as he whispered in a husky voice, "Don't worry. There's no people on this floor." He licked my ear and I shivered from the sensation. Ahhh. I'm hard.
He pushed my back against the bookshelves and crashed his lips on mine. Louis unbuttoned my shirt with his available hand while the other played with my hair. I gasped for air as he left my mouth to kiss my jaw. He then went further down to my chest. By then, my shirt had opened, buttons unbuttoned, and free for him to touch, but there was nothing that came after.
Louis' POV
I stopped in my tracks.
When I came to my senses, I had Andre caged between me and a bookshelf. What a pretty sight to behold that was. "How could he look so lovely" I thought. He was red and out of breath. The look of embarrasment mixed with anticipation and wanting. It showed on his face that he wanted to continue, that he wanted more. Even his body, trembling as it was, had begun inching closer to mine. I bet he didn't even realize it. But, I didn't want our first time to be in a library.
I held his face in my hand. "Andre," I started, "Let's continue this somewhere else, shall we?" He nodded, quite eagerly I might add.
I snaked my arm around his waist and pulled him closer. I'd used teleportation spells as much as I could the moment I had learned it not too long ago. I am certainly glad that I learned it, otherwise how would I even beign to imagine about how to exit the library in the state we were in. I wouldn't want Andre to be the center of vicious gossip from the townspeople.
"You're going to feel a little nauseous, because I'm pressuming that this is your first time teleporting. So, I want you to close your eyes and hold on to me tightly, okay?" He nodded again and did as he was told. How cute.
In a second, we were in my chambers. Teleportation was quite cruel to its first timers. As soon as we got to my room, Andre had his hand over his mouth, looking pale. I sat him down on the armchair by the fireplace and gave him the closest I could find that resembled a bowl. I gave him an empty vase. Andre held it tightly and held it close to his mouth. I kneeled beside him and rubbed his back.
Nothing had come out, but Andre still was not feeling perfectly fine. I placed my hands on his back and under his legs and carried him towards the bed. In that position, I sat him on my lap, and just held him, moving my hands up and down his arm in a calming manner while he leaned on my chest. I intertwined our hands and kissed his temple. It was probably the most peacful moment I'd ever experienced in my life.