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You couldn’t count the number of times you and Amit laid in the grass outside the castle grounds, veiled in the shadows of the night, under the stars. The two of you would frequently spend hours laying, staring at the vast sky above, just talking about life, your respective dreams, goals and desires... Everything. He was your person, and you were his, in every sense of the word. It had been that way since midway through fifth year. Amit fell first, and fell hard, going out of his way to make a good first impression on you, his curious nature and desire to learn drew him to you and the extraordinary story of your arrival to school immediately, and well, the rest was history.
Breaking curfew to stargaze was just about the only rule you could ever convince Amit to break anymore, but that was enough for you nowadays, late into your seventh year. You realized as you grew closer to him that you’d much rather spend your time wrapped safely in his arms than off fighting in the forest.
You relished in the warmth of his embrace, as you laid under the stars with him on this late fall night. The heat of his soft breath on your neck as he nuzzled against you while you laid on your back, small telescope to your right eye, and one arm slung around his shoulder, brought you comfort like nothing else could.
But that same feeling, his gentle exhale, his every softly spoken comment about the constellations above, also stirred something within you that was growing increasing difficult to contain. You could feel your cock twitch as goosebumps rose on your arms at the sensation. You wanted him. Desperately.
You inhaled deeply before setting the telescope down at your side and rolling towards Amit, your cheek brushing his as he scooted back to accommodate your new position.
He rolled to his back, extending his hand your direction, expecting you to pass him the telescope. “I would like to take another look, if you’re finished with it for now.” He said sweetly.
You took his hand in yours, bringing his knuckles to your lips and pressing a soft kiss there. “I’d like for you to see stars.” You told him, still holding his hand, your thumb brushing over his knuckles. “But you won’t be needing a telescope to see what I’d like to show you.”
Amit furrowed his brows, confused on exactly what you meant, he opened his mouth to speak but before he could, you dropped his hand and pulled him close, gripping his hip and bringing his body against yours. You pressed a kiss to his neck and rocked your hips towards him, nudging your erection against his thigh.
Even in the dark, the moon and stars providing the only light around you, you could see his eyes go wide at the realization. You knew that would have gotten your point across.
“Oh… Well, I… I believe I would like that, too.” Amit whispered, his voice unsteady.
You leaned up and over him, kissing his lips deeply, trailing your hand up his chest and to the clasp of his robe, unfastening it. Amit slid his arms from the wide sleeves, and wrapped his arms around your neck, bringing you closer and returning your kiss with fervor. You worked his tie, loosening it with one hand and supporting your weight over him on your other arm. You undid the buttons of his shirt slowly, and let it fall open at his sides. You trailed your kisses from his lips down his chin and throat while your hand roamed the exposed skin of his chest, eliciting a breathy groan from the other boys lips.
You sat up and hurriedly lost your robe and pulled your sweater off over your head, then made quick work of your own tie and buttons. Amit took the chance to finish removing his button down. You chuckled as you both finished undressing. Amit laid back once more, atop his robe, over the grass. He was so excited, but as he laid there and watched you making your way towards him, his chest tightened, the reality of the situation setting in. This was really happening, his first time.
You laid your body over his, a wide grin on your face and your heart racing in your chest. You laid your hand over his chest, holding his eye contact and feeling his heart pounding with as much excitement as yours was.
Amit opened his mouth, but again his words failed him. You could practically hear his breath catch, he laid a hand over yours on his chest, he was anxious, having you know just the effect you were having on him. He took a deep breath and you could feel his body shudder beneath you.
“I…” He trailed off, a soft smile playing on his face.
You took one of his hands and held it to your chest. “My heart’s racing, too.” You assured him, leaning down to kiss him gently. You could feel Amit’s hands coming to cup the back of your neck, his fingers burying into your hair and gently rubbing your scalp.
You deepened the kiss, licking over his bottom lip before taking it between your teeth gently and sucking it into your mouth before releasing it with a pop. Amit whimpered against your lips, his hands tightening in your hair.
The sweet noises he was making only drove your desire for him further. You trailed kisses across his jaw and down his neck, you slid a hand between the two of your bodies, until you found his length, taking it into your palm. You could feel Amit’s body tense up under your touch.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” You whispered softly against his next, removing your hand then lifting your body up a bit to meet his eyes.
Amit nodded, enthusiastically, even not wanting you to get the wrong idea. “I’m nervous. But I do, I want it. I trust you.”
“I’ll take care of you, then.” You promised, stroking back his hair.
You hummed, kissing his lips, more tenderly this time, and your hand found him again, your fingers wrapping around his tip, slick with precum. You thumbed at it, and teased him, wanting to make him feel good, and to loosen up.
Little by little he started to unwind and relax beneath you, his hands wandering the bare skin of your shoulders and back, giving you chills in the cool evening air. He ground his hips upward against your body, seeking out that friction, pressing himself harder against your palm, with the faintest smirk on his face.
“Ready then, eh?” You asked him, anticipation burning both in your eyes and at your groin. You released your hold on him, running knuckle across his jaw.
“I’m ready.” He smiled up at you, leaning into your gentle touch.
You sat back reaching to the side, fumbling through the pile of your robes, and pulled your wand and the bottle of wiggenweld you always carried on you out from your pocket. Amit watched you, puzzled and intrigued, as you flicked your wand at the bottle and the liquid turned from green to clear.
“That was very impressive, and very practical!” Amit was thoroughly impressed with your little bit of transfiguration. A little trick you developed, to make your life easier awhile ago.
You chuckled, a look of adoration on your face for that adorable little nerd as you shuffled back over to him, small bottle in hand. He parted his legs for you and you fell into place between them comfortably. You quickly uncorked the bottle, spilling the slippery liquid onto your fingers and coating them. You lowered yourself down over him once again, your lips finding his, the kiss was short and sweet. You rest your forehead against his, your slick fingers teasing him, circling his entrance. You raised a brow in a silent ask for approval and were met with a subtle nod from him. You slowly and steadily pressed a finger inside, immediately feeling his body squirm under you.
Amit’s face was flushed, cheeks hot to the touch against your lips, as you whispered encouragements to him. He had his arms around your neck, keeping you close as your finger toyed with him. You worked slowly, putting pressure on just the right spot until his sounds shifted from sharp little inhales to unmistakably pleasured whines. You added another digit and kept up your work, getting him ready to take it all.
You were surprised at how quickly you had this typically well spoken and proper boy mewling, lips quivering, body writhing under your touch. His dark eyes pierced yours, widening in a plea for more. You withdrew your fingers and sat back, finally taking your aching cock into your hand, spreading your precum over your tip with your thumb and pumping against your still slick fingers for a moment. You pressed your head to his entrance, slowly giving him an inch at a time.
You had never heard Amit curse until this very moment, a low broken whimper of of “O-Ohh… f-fuck! Ummfff…” It sounded entirely unnatural to be falling from his lips. He gripped around your shoulders, staring up at you with parted lips. You smirked and pressed forward the rest of the way into him, and just like that you were lost in this moment with him. Not a single other thought in your head besides how fucking good it felt to make him crumble like this, and not to mention how good it sounded.
You took up a steady pace, moving against him with increasing force, encouraged by his strings of drawn out moans and gasps. “You feel so good, Amit.” You whispered against his neck before leaving kisses there.
Amit whined through gritted teeth as you thrust against him over and over. His cheek was pressed to yours as you nuzzled your head against him and you felt a dampness there. Was he crying? You sat back a bit, trying to get a good look at him but is was so dark.
You slowed your pace down and spoke softly, “Amit, are you-”
He cut you off, not interested to hear your concern. He was fine – desperate and losing himself and maybe tearing up a little at the overwhelmingly beautiful sensation of it all, something he had never felt before that was fulfilling him in a way he never thought possible – but he was fine. “Just keep going, please, please give it to me.” He whimpered, pulling you close.
Well, that was certainly all you needed to hear. You got your pace back to where it was and you fucked him with a renewed sense of purpose, until his fingertips were digging into your shoulders, his mouth agape and filling the ambient night with sounds of his sinful cries, until the sensation got too much for him to bear. He came, making a mess of himself and your stomach,
Your release followed immediately after, those delicious sounds and the needy way he clung to your body, sending you over the edge. You cursed out in pleasure and pulled back from him after finishing, and let your body lay over his, holding him tight, and him returning the affection. You kissed his forehead.
“That was wonderful.” Amit praised you, breathlessly, his fingers winding through your hair once again, as he stared back up at the night sky.
“You were wonderful, Amit.” You grinned and kissed his cheek, rolling off of him and laying at his side, taking his hand and squeezing it.
Amit reached over to the side, where his little telescope had rolled at some point during your activities. He put it to his eye again, taking in the sights above for a moment before lowering his hands and holding the device across his stomach. “You know, I think I preferred the stars you showed me.” He said with a cheeky smirk.
You raised a brow and leaned over to catch his eyes. “That is quite the compliment, coming from you. I’m very flattered. Thank you.”