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TOTALLY CANON thread with carlisle
D/R
christianish
Where: The Dungeons, not during any class time.
What: Extra classwork, of course! :O
When: Weekend, sometime.


Scuffling with a potion that was probably a little out of a Hogwarts student's league, Danny peered into his cauldron. Well, this wasn't right. It wasn't supposed to be avocado green. He bit his lower lip in concentration, trying to work it out.

He'd done the blood bit right, for sure...

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Carlisle laughed. "I'm all natural," he replied, running a hand through his hair with an amused look. "And I'm not exactly burning a flame of passion for anyone these days." Lust, yeah, passion, though, seemed like it was on a different level...

"You're just trying to get me to snog you." CLEARLY, this made nice, logical sense in Carlisle's head.

"No, you're not," Danny said, as if he somehow knew this perfectly well, even though there wasn't any real reason he would know.. or was there? "You colour it blond, just like I used to dye my red black, only I did it with potions and you're using magic, which makes it look more seamlessly real." He shrugged.

"You're just trying to get me to snog you."

"YOU'RE trying to get ME to snog YOU, you mean."

"If I was trying to get you to snog me, we'd already be snogging," Carlisle replied, choosing to ignore Danny's dig at his hair. It was perfectly natural, thanks... He frowned a little, before running a hand through his hair again. All natural, damn it!

"I only snog natural blonds," Danny said, adding something else to his potion and stirring with a smirk.

...

Carlisle was a natural blonde! Clearly, the best way to prove it was to snog Danny. Once Danny returned the snog, he could inform him that clearly, this meant he was a natural blonde. Yes, Carlisle might have gotten a teensy bit drunken a teensy bit quicker than usual. He hopped off the table, sliding between Danny and his potion and kissing him quite firmly on the lips. Time to prove it!

"Hey!! What're you--" Well, obviously. Carlisle was clearly kissing him. On the mouth. With, shall we say... reckless abandon? Danny, after a second or so, pushed Carlisle away from him, but obviously not until after he'd already responded at least a little.

Danny had kissed him back. "You kissed me back," he stated, with a grin, "which I think officially qualifies me as a natural blonde." He was utterly logical, really, Carlisle was. So logical, in fact, that he leaned forward to repeat the process. Just in case Danny needed reassurance that Carlisle was correct.

"Actually no, it just makes you a whore," Danny started to say, but then Carlisle actually had the audacity to kiss him again, and then he was thoroughly embroiled in kissing the other boy just a little bit.

"If you're so desperate to prove it," Danny said, when they parted again, "I can think of a couple of ways."

Carlisle had lost his original train of thought at this point, so he cocked his head to the side a little. "Oh yeah? How?" Even though he couldn't remember what he was supposed to be trying to prove.

Danny grinned. "You could drop your pants. Unless you've been colour-spelling all your hair?" He raised an eyebrow. "Dangerous to be faffing about down around the family jewels, don't you think?"

Carlisle would NEVER, EVER mess about with spells down there. He was way, way too fond of his cock to do anything that might hurt it. "I don't use magic down there," Carlisle replied and then... well, it wasn't like Carlisle was shy with his body, proceeded to do exactly what Danny had suggested he do.

"See? Not a natural blond." Danny looked posivitely elated to be right. "And I, as usual, am right. Go figure." He crossed his arms.

Oh. DAMNIT! Was that why Danny had wanted him to drop his trousers? Carlisle had just assumed he wanted to see him naked... "I look stupid with brown hair," Carlisle replied, frowning as he pulled his trousers back up. "What kind of bloke dyes their own hair?" He added, not really thinking about the fact that Danny used to, too.

"Um, I do," Danny said, tilting his head. "Lots of people do. Why are you embarrassed about it?" He went a little closer, thinking maybe some more firewhiskey wouldn't be such a bad idea.

He wasn't embarrassed! Except, you know, he was. Sometimes he managed to convince himself that he was all natural blondeness. At least part of the time. He misinterpreted the reason for Danny coming a little closer. Instead of letting him have some of the booze, he leaned in and snogged him. Yeah, Carlisle was drunk. Woo!

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