Katchup

As they parted from their kiss, it took Hayden a moment to regain his composure, his breaths coming in heavy gasps. He shifted in his chair, feeling a certain restlessness within him. "I could spend the entire day doing that," he whispered, a soft smile adorning his face while his eyes burned with longing.

However, Hayden knew that their immediate desires would have to wait. Homework beckoned, ensuring they stayed on track to graduate together, a shared goal they both cherished. "Just one more paper for today?" he proposed, his voice filled with anticipation. "And then, as a well-deserved reward, we can indulge ourselves further?" The thought of what awaited them beyond the confines of academic obligations brought a spark of excitement, fueling their determination to complete their tasks efficiently.

Departing from the kiss, his breath panting heavily from the electrifying kiss as always, he longed for more and let out a little whimper. Damn he was addicted to Hayden, everything about him he wanted more and more of. "Hm.. same my love, but we might get in trouble cause I'm a bit noisy." He couldn't help it with the pleasure Hayden gave him.

Patch knew that they still had homework left to do, and while Hayden was getting closer to being done there was still some left. He didn't want to be without Hayden next year after he graduated, so he was doing everything he can to help him. "One more paper?" He asked his voice sparking with happiness. "Hmm... one more paper and you're all mine for the rest of the day and I'm yours." His reward afterwards made his determination fuel with energy to get this paper done.

Hayden's heart soared with the realization that he could have Patrick all to himself, a prospect that filled him with uncontainable delight. The mere thought of it sent a surge of excitement coursing through his veins, igniting a fire within him that yearned for deeper intimacy and shared moments of uninhibited connection.

Leaning in closer, Hayden's voice carried a gentle hush, reserved solely for Patrick's ears. His words were imbued with an invitation, a whispered suggestion that hung in the air like a secret shared between two souls. "Or," he murmured softly, his voice filled with a sense of anticipation and desire, "we could pause here and venture off to a place where it wouldn't matter if we grew a little louder. Just you and me, alone."

As the words left his lips, Hayden's eyes locked with Patrick's, sparkling with a mixture of affection and longing. His proposition carried the promise of an uncharted realm where they could freely express their love and desires, where the constraints of the outside world would fade into insignificance. In this hidden sanctuary, their voices could rise and intertwine without fear, like a symphony of passion and tenderness.

The weight of his unspoken yearnings hung in the air, intertwining with the shared understanding that existed between them. The depth of their connection transcended the boundaries of ordinary existence, beckoning them toward an intimate space where they could unravel, explore, and revel in their shared love. In that unguarded moment, Hayden's heart brimmed with anticipation, eager to embark on a private journey with Patrick, where their desires could be unleashed and their bond could flourish, unburdened by the expectations of the world around them.

The very thought of having Hayden all to himself without any intrusions made his heart soar with a jubilation. Excitement running down to his very core lighting a fire of needy passion that he felt for so long but been a good boy. He yearned for intimacy with Hayden, his body craved it as well as his heart and soul as well.

At Hayden's husky voice was in a soft murmur, he bit his lip but feeling more electrified with pleasure surging through his very veins filling him with Libidinousness desire. Looking at Hayden wirh a roguish smirk he replied, "Is my honey badger feeling randy hm? I think I know the perfect place to go where no one will bother us." The thought of having Hayden all to himself filled him with a arouse of excitement and exhilaration.

Looking at him aroused and a look of longing and desire, he nodded his head towards the exit his eyes filled with a burning desire of wanting his lover. A place where they could express their love for each other without any constructions just them intertwined in passion love and desire. The thought made him tingle with a feeling of randiness for his lover that he never felt before but he liked it.

Hayden's eyes sparkled with a mix of desire and anticipation as he nodded, his teeth nibbling on his bottom lip. A wave of heat washed over him, intensifying the flush on his cheeks. In that moment, what he truly yearned for was not the taste of honey, but an entirely different kind of indulgence. "I really could use some honey."

With a sense of urgency fueled by his heated longing, Hayden hurriedly packed his bag, paying little attention to whose books ended up inside. The feverish excitement coursing through his veins drowned out any concern for order or propriety. The allure of his desires had taken precedence, urging him to take action.

Whispering with a voice laced with both eagerness and a hint of naughtiness, he muttered, "Let's go." Each word carried a tantalizing promise, knowing full well the passionate adventure that awaited them.

Patch eyes sparkled with a look of need and a longing desire to have Hayden's kisses all over him. The thought made his body go into intense heat he felt like he was burning up but it felt good and the feeling was making him mad and want Hayden more. At this moment he wanted a different kind of indulgence, the one he only wanted Hayden to give him. " Hm... same, just you saying that turns me on."


Letting out a small chuckle, he packed their stuff quickly deciding to sort everything out later. Patch was a very neat person, but at this moment he could care less at how disorganized things were. His needs and desires were on overdrive urging him onwards to blissful adventure with his newfound love.

Grabbing his bag he interrtwined his hand in his leading him down the corridor to an empty classroom that was abandoned but had some furniture in it. Closing the door locking it behind him and sound proofing the room he smirked at Hayden. "Not much but no one comes in here obviously. "

A wicked grin played upon Hayden's lips as Patrick tugged him out of the Library, their hurried footsteps echoing down the dimly lit hallway. It didn't matter where they were headed – a broom closet, an empty classroom, or even a deserted corridor – as long as they were alone together. In this moment, nothing else existed, and the world outside was a distant blur.

As they found refuge within the room, Hayden's heart raced with anticipation. The mere presence of Patrick ignited an electric energy between them, fueling a fiery desire that consumed every inch of his being. The intensity of their connection made the location inconsequential; it was the unbridled passion they shared that set the scene ablaze.

Drawing Patrick closer, Hayden's voice, barely above a whisper, escaped his lips, "It's perfect." His hand gently cradled Patrick's cheek, his touch conveying both tenderness and an unquenchable hunger. Leaning in, their lips met once again, setting off a chain reaction that sparked a wildfire within them.

A slow burn ignited in Hayden's fingertips, the fire of their kiss spreading through his veins, leaving him breathless and exhilarated. They devoured each other's oxygen, their lips locked in a dance of longing and urgency, as if they were determined to consume every last molecule of air. The intensity deepened, a symphony of pleasure and longing emanating from their connection, and a low groan escaped Hayden's lips, swallowed by their intoxicating embrace.

"Perfect," he murmured, his words an echo of affirmation against Patrick's lips. It was more than a mere adjective; it was a declaration of the bliss he felt, a testament to the unspoken understanding and desire that bound them together. In this moment of stolen passion, nothing else mattered except the intoxicating euphoria he found in Patrick's arms.

Patch didn't care where they went as long as he felt Hayden's touch and kisses, his touch alone drove him completely mad for him his whole being aching and longing for more. Although he didn't want them to get into trouble so he had to think of a place they wouldn't get get caught. Hayden's touch and lips on his once again he let a satisfied groan in response, feeling himself melting into his touch and kiss. A sense of fiery passion ran thorough him like a warm fire after being stuck in a blizzrd, warming his whole core to his beating heart.

Their lips dancing with each other in a firey passion so deep it was like they lacked each other's touch, like it was their touch and kisses that kept them vigorous. Merlin his groan made him more randy then he already was, damn that groan was such a turn on. Kissing and nibbling his neck keaving lovr bites on him as if his possive side came out calming him as wolves would clam their mates in books he read. Although he didn't know if werewoloves did that in real life or not, but nonetheless Hayden was his.

"Hm... it's flawless, you and this moment everything is perfect and flawless." Everything about him was perfect in Patch's eyes he didn't see anything imperfect about the man in front of him. Love, compassion, longing and desire danced in Patch's eyes showing Hayden he's his one and only. The only one he would cherish and protect until the end of time.

As each tender kiss and tantalizing bite caressed Hayden's skin, he felt himself teetering on the precipice of desire. A soft sigh of pleasure escaped his parted lips, mingling with the sweet symphony of their intimate exploration. Patrick's touch sent shivers of anticipation coursing through Hayden's veins, urging him ever closer to the edge of ecstasy.

In the hushed silence, Patrick's voice resonated like a whispered promise, and Hayden responded instinctively, their lips reuniting in a fervent kiss. In that electrifying moment, Hayden surrendered to the intoxicating connection, his arms pulling Patrick closer, their bodies intertwining with an inferno of longing.

"It truly is," Hayden murmured, his voice a breathless confession against Patrick's lips. His hand traced a trail of gentle warmth, gliding down the curve of Patrick's neck and along his side, igniting a molten desire that mirrored Pat's fiery Gryffindor spirit. In that shared vulnerability, their souls danced to an ancient rhythm, surrendering to the raw intensity of their desires and weaving a tapestry of passion that bound them irrevocably.

As the time went on the more Patch was starting to forget everything and it was just them in their own world of warmness and love. Each touch and groan of Hayden's sent him into a whirl of ecstasy that he didn't want to come back from until he was satisfied with his longing and hunger. Merlin he will never get tired of this ever, each moment was always better then the last.

It was like they didn't have to talk or say any words, theit bodies were speaking to each other intertwining in a infero of longing. His body so electrifying with pleasure and love, he surrender everything to Hayden giving him everything in the kiss.

"I couldn't ask for anything more perfect." Mumbling against Hayden's lip he nibbled softly on them. Letting out a groan in Hayden's ear he felt himself melt more into his touch. "Trying to get me all hot and botheree my loving Honey badger?" He asked with a smirk.