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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Magi:_The_Labyrinth_of_Magic
  Relationship:
      Ren_Hakuryuu/Alibaba_Saluja
  Character:
      Alibaba_Saluja, Ren_Hakuryuu
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Hogwarts, Hogwarts_Fifth_Year
  Series:
      Part 8 of Alibaba_/_Hakuryuu_Collection
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-02-12 Words: 955
****** Hogwarts ******
by theangryblob
Summary
     30 Day Challenge on Infinite Earths
     Day 1: Hogwarts
     Nothing can go wrong, right?
“Oi, Hakuryuu!”

I look up from my book, to see Alibaba’s grinning face far too close to mine.
It’s a sight that I am used to, and I sigh, gently pushing him away. He laughs
a little and shoves my hand away. I raise an eyebrow at him. “What do you want
now?”

He’d taken up the rather annoying habit of bothering me with his shenanigans
whenever I had more important things to be doing, like studying for the O.W.L’s
coming up.

He simply grins, like he always does, rambling on and on about what ever had
happened to him in the last hour or whatever. I’d learned to tune it all out at
this point, and I nodded whenever he seemed to look at me for a response. As
much as I enjoyed his cheerful nature, it did become rather… annoying.

I wonder about how much study time I’ll have left if I kicked him out at that
exact moment. I was seriously considering it at this point. It is however, when
he reaches into leather messenger bag, that he breaks my train of thought.

He pulls out two dark colored bottles, sloshing with a liquid I can’t quite
make out.
It takes me less than a second though, to realize just what was in them. My
eyes widened, and Alibaba could only grin.

“I got it off some of those prissy seventh years.”

I stand up abruptly, my pen dropping from my hand to the floor. “What the hell
are you thinking?! What if you’d gotten caught? What if the prefect finds out?
What if you get us both expelled?!”

He yanks me down back onto my chair. “Not so loud, idiot! We’ll only get caught
if you keep yelling your top off! Besides, there was plenty to go around, the
seventh years were having another one of their dumb parties. They’ll never
notice two bottles missing.”

I sigh in frustration and rub away the creases from my forehead. Even with what
he’d just said, I couldn’t help but feel anxious. “What makes you think I even
want some of that stuff?”

He snorts. “Are you saying you don’t?”

To say I don’t would be a lie. I’d always been curious as to what alcohol
tasted like. I’d seen Kouen have some at home, but he’s always careful to make
sure I’m not there to see him. To ask him for a sip was out of question.

I sigh, and snatch a bottle from Alibaba. “Fine. But the moment you start
acting more of a fool than you already are, I’m dumping these out the window -
do you understand?”

He grins and nods, but I have the very bad feeling that everything I’d just
said went right past his head.

Oh well. A tiny sip can’t hurt, can it?

—-

It is when he has me sprawled over my bed with his hands pushing my shirt up
that it occurs to me that both of us may or may not be drunk.

It is when he’s breathing down my neck, and his hands are fumbling with my tie,
that I reach up to push at him, pressing at his chest until I manage to shove
him off. He rolls over beside me with a groan. His voice is a slur of drunken
complaints that I can’t register, and so I turn over and shut him up with a
kiss. I crawl on top of him and shove his legs apart, settling between them.

He groans and weakly wraps his arms around me. he tastes of the bitter alcohol
and its making my gut warm up just as quick.

I grind down against his hips and he breaks the kiss, meek whimpers and moans
escaping his lips. He’s already making me hard and his tiny little moans aren’t
helping at all.

I reach down and fumble with my belt, shoving my pants down to my thighs before
reaching forward to help Alibaba. He was too drunk to do anymore more than
whimper and gasp and make grabby hands at me. The alcohol was making everything
awfully difficult and a string of curses slip from my lips.

“Hurry up-“

Alibaba’s hisses at me as he shoves my hands aside and flips us over. he yanks
my pants all the way down to my ankles and shoves his head between my legs.

“F-fuck!”

I scream and toss my head back as he wraps his tongue around my cock, sliding
it up and down, in and out of his hot little mouth and I can’t breathe, I can’t
think.All I can do is feel him run his tongue over me and suck sloppily and it
can’t feel this good, it must be be the drink messing with my head, it has to
be.

I tangle my hands in his hair, pushing him down onto me, and I think he gags at
one point, but he takes me all in and his tongue is working me to me cloud
nine.

He has me come far too quickly, and I watch through lidded eyes as he leans
over me, tongue lapping out at the white spray that had touched his chin.

I am a wet, sticky mess, and it’s cold when I move my hips away from him. As I
sit up, I can see he’d had a hand wrapped his cock, and he was gasping and
panting heavily as he went for his release. All I could do was watch as the
sweat beaded on his skin and the flush in his cheeks only grew.

And when he comes, he bites down on his lip and muffles a yelp in his throat,
like its almost painful.
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