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                      Making Potions                       
                   -by cohnkerisonfire-                    
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                       Chapter : (1)                       
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Chapter : (1)
"Alright students, get to your next class." Prof. Grimhoof said, turning around to look back at the room, before closing the door and leaving with the students, to talk to another professor about Sebastian's and Nickolas' previous behavior.
After the light bottles of potions illuminated the room, Seb and Nickolas peeked out from behind a shelf, and jumped out.
"At least we can practice."
"Yea," Nickolas responded, brushing his red violet mane around with a white hoof. He gathered ingredients at a cauldron and started to read the scroll, mumbling the name of the ingredients as he levitated the objects, dropping them into the cauldron. The black pot rumbled and puffed with a cloud of smoke, the mixture inside a bright yellow. Nickolas looked in, looking at the scroll again. "Awesome! I actually got the potion correct!"
Sebastian smiled, and dropped in the last ingredient into his own cauldron.
Puff.
Sebastian looked in, to see a greenish olive color. His ears laid back as he sighed, frowning. "I'll never get it righ-" He was interrupted by a pair of lips, firmly planted against his own, wet and passionate.
Nickolas felt his face burn as he took his mouth away, a strand of saliva stringing them together.
Sebastian flicked an ear, and put Nickolas against the wall, smirking as he kissed Nick again. Seb's hooves began to feel around Nickolas' body, rubbing his haunches, sliding down his sides. The hufflepuff was anxious, as told by his slowly growing erection.
Nickolas moaned softly, sliding his backside against the wall, biting his lip also.
"Turn around, Nicky." Sebastian cooed, as Nickolas followed orders, tugging his tail to the side. His tight puckered ass was neatly put under his tail bone, and underneath that was his baggage, between two parted legs.
Nickolas had his front hooves resting on the wall, while his back lags apart, he looked as if he was displaying his ass for all to see, but he was. . . only for one boy. Nickolas moaned, sweat on his brow. "Gah, just do it. . . ya bastard." He muttered, gritting his teeth.
Sebastian rest his hooves on Nick's back, while he looked down to see his bulging load eager for attention.
"I think you need to treat some one before we do this." Sebastian said, stepping back and lying on his haunches, fore hooves out behind him, his cock throbbing occasionally and twitching.
Nickolas brushed the sweat from his brow and turned around, getting low so he faced the length. He brushed his tongue against the dark orange tip, before engorging the head into his mouth, pumping up and down, working his tongue as he used his hooves to absently rub and slide against Sebastian's hilt.
"F-f-fuck. . . Nicky. . ." Sebastian moaned, ". . . you're f-fucking good." He tongue dropped out of his mouth as he started to pant, his eyes flickered.
Nickolas' red-violet magic enveloped his horn as he shrouded Sebastian's scrotum, sort of tugging at them with his magic, making Seb twitch.
Sebastian felt Nickolas work faster, and faster. He was reaching the edge, he was already there! He moaned and twitched and groaned loudly, before Nickolas' work stopped altogether, and a small strand of pre leaked out of Seb's tip.
"You know I can't really take it anymore, Sebby. Dammit, I need you to fuck me." Nickolas pleaded, his ears laid back.
Sebastian knew this, as he could see Nickolas' grey penis poke out, and his own dark cream and pink spotted length was waiting for action. He got up, and Nickolas put his hooves against the table edge this time, gulping. Sebastian mounted Nickolas, pushing his sweater and under-shirt up a little with his hooves, and he teased Nick's ass.
"F-fuck. . . JUST DO IT ALREADY!" Nickolas shouted, which he rarely did. He was a bit teary eyed, and his face was engorged in a red color.
Sebastian breathed in, the scent from both him and Nickolas clogged his nose, but he thrust into Nick, his head struggling against the puckered hole. He tried again, and the head started to break down his barriers. Sebastian grunted and thrust hard, so much that Nickolas slid a bit, but regained his footing. His cock had finally slipped in, and he started to knock his hips back and forth, the movement easy from previous lubrication.
Nickolas panted. He was a bit too small in stature for Sebastian's length, since every single time Sebastian thrust, the table rocked. "Oh - " the table rocked again, "- my. . . g-god!"