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ilya rozanov certified yearner

lowkey want to write sasunaru

hey <3 i like to write fics, i’m taking suggestions of what would you like to see !!! i like wolfstar, jegulus, rosekiller, snirius/snupin (i’m a freak like that), idc…

when you think of a fanfic you would like to read, what comes to mind? please LET ME KNOW i want to write BAD… my ask box is open!

barty that needs to be touching evan at all times; hand on his small back, thigh on thigh while sitting next to each other, pinky finger's wrapped, barty's lips glued to his throat and his fingers pulling evan's blond hair as he marks him as his.

i love co-dependent rosekiller that call each other lover..,,,,..!!! and several pet names that disgust everyone around them!!!!

> barty/evan, explicit, seventh year hogwarts, 3k words, read full fic here (ao3)

Fuck.

The bulge on Barty’s trousers twitched at those words. Evan knew perfectly how to counter him. “You’re so sweet to me, Evan, even when I’m not making any sense,” He slurred out, leaning in to lick Evan’s jaw, giving him small bites along the way to his throat. Barty sneaked his hands down to the hem of Evan’s shirt, pulling it off harshly.

Evan snickered, letting him do it. Barty licked his lips as Evan was naked from the waist above, wasting no time in zeroing in on his throat, pulling them both down until he was on top with Evan sprawled below on his pillows. The blond moaned, the sound going straight to Barty’s cock as he left bite marks on his throat. Evan’s fingers went back up to tangle in the dark mop that was Barty’s hair, tugging him closer as the other man sucked hickies that would leave his skin aching for days.

The air cracked with pure desire. Evan decided he had had enough and pushed Barty’s head down his body, and he complied, leaving wet marks and kisses along the way to his stomach. Barty smirked as he pulled away slightly to lock eyes with him. “You’re a sight, ain’t ya?” He unbuckled Evan’s trousers, pulling them down swiftly, his mouth watering at the sight of Evan’s hard cock in the confines of his underwear. Evan swore as Barty dipped his head and mouthed over the bulge tenting the fabric, his breath hot and heavy. Barty’s fingers made quick work of the last layer after savoring for a full minute.

“Fuck me,” Evan gasped, one hand fisting Barty’s dark hair, encouraging him as he rolled his hips against Barty’s touch. “Stop teasing me, get to work.”

“Impatient as always.”