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OWLs week.
The free trial of Purgatory required for all magical students.
Fuck.
Everyone was rushing around with their last minute revisions, and Henry was worn thin from the constant History of Magic lessons.
He hadn’t managed to get through a single conversation with Tom in two weeks without stuttering and blushing. And everyone was very amused.
At one point, Aiden made a snarky comment about Henry having a wet dream about Tom.
“It’s none of your concern, Avery.” Tom said calmly. “Henry is merely admiring a close friend. What parts he admires is between him and me.” Henry turned into a tomato and ran off.
~~~
“Henry.” Tom whispered through the curtains on Henry’s bed. After a few seconds, Henry’s head poked out.
“What?” He asked.
“I need to see you.” Henry blushed, and Tom began pushing his way onto Henry’s bed. “You’ve made it quite clear that I don’t own you.” Henry raised an eyebrow.
“Good.” He said.
“But I still want you to be mine.” Tom said. “I want you to be mine to touch, to satisfy. I don’t care anymore that you won’t be mine alone, I just need you. You are the only person I trust in this world, and you are the only person that makes me feel this way.”
“Tom…what is it that you’re proposing?” Henry asked.
“It is quite evident that we both enjoy each other’s…company, so to speak, so why don’t we make an arrangement of it? It would be foolish to ignore our chemistry. Why go to the trouble of a relationship–the time it takes, the struggles you go through–when you’ve seen just how well I can satisfy you? Why don’t we satisfy each other without complicating anything.”
“Basically, you can’t have all of me, so you’re willing to take what you can get?” Henry teased. “I just have to say, how very modern of you, Tom. But what happens when you get possessive again, because we both know you will?”
“I won’t.” Tom said. “As I said, you’ve made it quite clear that I don’t own you.” Henry noted the irritation in Tom’s tone. He really wanted him.
‘Wow, I must be damn attractive if my friend wants to fuck me.’
“Fine.” He said after a minute. “I’ll admit, you do know how to make me scream. But no possessiveness, no emotions, and as soon as you get too attached, this is done.” Tom squirmed, obviously not prepared for Henry to make conditions and rules.
“Alright.” He said, before getting to his knees and grabbing the waistband of Henry’s pyjamas.
“What, now?” Henry asked, slightly surprised.
“Yes.” Tom said. “Do you think I only came over here to proposition you? Your arse is intoxicating, y’know.” Before Henry could reply, Tom flipped him over and pulled his trousers down to his knees.
Henry barely had time to put up the most rudimentary privacy wards possible before Tom had him spread and was diving in to eat him out in a way that he would’ve never expected from someone so dignified.
~~~
As OWLs started, Henry and Tom began sneaking off at least once a day to satisfy each other.
It actually turned out to be very stress-relieving.
Henry got through his first day of theoretical exams with no problems at all, relaxed from his meeting with Tom in the bathroom stall that morning.
He got through Charms, Transfiguration, Defence, Magical Artefacts, and then they arrived for their Astronomy exam a half hour early. You know why. Somehow, it made it even more exciting that they were almost caught by Professor Callisto. Maybe it was because Tom didn’t stop thrusting in favor casting a rudimentary silencing charm and putting his hand over Henry’s mouth.
The next day, they had their Potions theoretical first thing, which they completely breezed through, then they stopped by a broom cupboard before their History of Magic exam.
After lunch was Arithmancy, then Henry’s Healing theoretical, and then he was pulled into an alcove on his way back to the common room.
“Tom?!” Before he knew it, Henry was on his knees, and Tom was pressing his cock to his face.
“I needed a victory celebration.” Tom explained and Henry eagerly swallowed his shaft. “And I know how much you love my cock.” Henry hummed joyfully.
“Certainly love him more than I love you.” He snarked, licking up Tom’s frenulum causing his friend to shudder excitedly.
One hand was around his own cock, and the other was cupping Tom’s balls, which were slick with the most intoxicating sweat.
“Clean those off, why don’t you?” Henry grinned and pulled his mouth off of Tom’s shaft. As he sucked one of his friend’s large balls into his mouth, he kept his eyes on Tom’s. His stomach turned at the look of adoration on Tom’s face.
Henry was so happy that he’d agreed to this arrangement. It was bringing him and Tom so much closer, and it felt really good.
When Henry couldn’t taste any more sweat on Tom’s balls, he moved back to the shaft and slipped his tongue under Tom’s foreskin, lapping up all the precum gathering there.
Tom’s head tipped back and a groan tore from his throat as Henry’s tongue flicked over his frenulum.
“Are you getting close?” Henry asked, smirking up at Tom.
“Yeah.” Tom gasped. “Fuck, you’re good at this.”
“I’ve had my fair bit of experience.” Henry replied simply. “Now, fuck my throat, please.” Tom’s eyes darkened, and that smirk that made Henry’s cock twitch with excitement spread over his lips.
“Your wish is my command.” Tom put one hand on Henry’s chin, and the other on the back of his head. “Ready?” Henry dropped his cock and secured his hands on Tom’s asscheeks.
At the first sign of his nod, Tom’s hips snapped forward, burying half his length in Henry’s throat. Henry gagged and moaned around Tom’s shaft, and then began swallowing, trying to take it deeper.
The sensation nearly made Tom cum right then, so he pulled out, then thrust back in, making a rhythm. Henry smiled happily around Tom’s cock, flexing his throat as often as possible, trying to coax out his friend’s orgasm.
It was only a couple minutes before Tom gasped and pulled out, wrapping his hand around his cock and jerking off, his tip aimed right for Henry’s mouth.
When he came, Henry eagerly caught every drop, then made a show of swallowing it. Then he leaned back in and cleaned off the rest from Tom’s cock.
“Now let me help you.” Henry looked down and remembered his own cock, ignored and dripping precum on the floor. Henry stood up and Tom pushed him backwards, against the wall, and pressed their bodies together. His hand wrapped around Henry’s cock.
Tom’s mouth went straight to Henry’s neck, and Henry’s eyes shut, a pleased look spreading over his face.
“Thank you, Tom.” He muttered.
“It’s my pleasure.” Tom smirked into Henry’s sweet spot.
“Actually, it’s my pleasure, but that’s not what I’m talking about.” Henry said. “Thank you for doing this with me. I can tell that I really needed it, and you’re the only person I trust in this place to do something like this with. You’re my best friend.”
“Henry, I have a connection with you. ” Tom let go of his cock. “I don’t know what it is, but I’m meant to be with you forever. We should be comfortable doing anything together.
“We’ll probably be around for far longer than our peers, so we need each other in so many ways. You are the only person I’ve ever thought of in this way, and I hope you will be the only one. You’re special.” A goofy grin spread over Henry’s face.
“My, that seems very much like attachment, Tom.” He teased. “But I feel the same way. Now make me cum.”
~~~
Wednesday morning was the Herbology theoretical, first thing, and after that was the Charms practical. Henry and Tom skipped lunch in favour of an ‘extra study session for the Defence practical,’ and wound up stopping by the kitchens for a snack after they finished, then they went up for the exam. Henry’s last exam that day was his Divination theoretical, after which he went down to the common room and laid down on the floor with his blanket.
Thursday, the Potions practical was right after breakfast, then the Magical Theory project deadline was 12:15, so Henry spent that class time in the library and then ate an early lunch. After lunch was the Transfiguration practical, and then Henry’s healing practical.
By Friday, Henry only had two exams left, his practicals for Herbology and Divination, which were both after lunch. He blew through the day, and then he blew Tom for good measure.
It wound up a good week, and then the last two weeks of classes were filled with revision and preparation for the next year.