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And I have the honor of being the only guest?

[Nice. Zevran's eyes widen for a moment. So this is his professor's room....cozy. He grins as he look around and watches with robes disappear into mid-air. What a helpful trick. He wants to learn something like that, but he wonders if it was actually a spell or just the room.]

It's certainly better than our own dorms.

[Definitely less crowded. He starts to wonder though if he could get inside this room without Bucky. It seems that the door is fitted to respond just to him, but He would test that out at another time. He starts pulls his own robes off and tugs to loosen his green and silver tie.]

I made it. Sort of.

[Bucky drops down on the couch, kicking his legs out and conjuring a cushion underneath them before they've had a chance to hit the ground.]

Before school started the headmistress helped me pick a space and fix it up.

[He shrugs, patting the seat beside him. It was comfortable here, but it wasn't permanent.]

I'm the only one who can pass through unless I've given permission. As long as you're careful not to be followed, you'll be able to come through whenever you want.

[Bucky, though he'd had and still has reservations, isn't a half-assed kind of guy. He's all in when he's in at all.]

Want somethin' to drink?

I'll be careful. I don't want anyone else taking your attention.

[He is swift in accepting the invitation and sits down next to Bucky on the couch. He doesn't see the point in giving space after they just kissed and he was pretty much bent over the desk. He leans against Bucky, his head on the others shoulder.]

Oh...something warm might be nice.

I'm not warm enough for you?

[Magic is intertwined into every part of their lives, but he tries not to be lazy and conjure when his hands work just fine. But the thing is, now that they're on the couch, Bucky isn't really feeling like moving. He flicks his wand, snagging two cups of hot cider from midair, and hands one to Zev.

He takes a sip, staring off at nothing before wrapping an arm around the other's shoulders, pulling him tight against his side.]

Tell me something about yourself.

You mean besides that I am charming, handsome, and witty?

[He grins as he takes a cup of warm cider and snuggles closer Bucky. He's right, he is warm. Zevran likes being close to such a handsome and warm body. It helps that Zevran has more than just a physical attraction to his teacher]

[Bucky rubs his palms back and forth over Zevran's bicep, glancing down at him with an amused expression.]

Yeah, you're all that, but.

[He sets the cup back in front of them, suspended and floating, so that he can free up his hand to tip Zevran's chin up.]

That's not what I meant. [He rubs his thumb across Zevran's lower lip with a sigh.] I want to get to know you.

I'm an open book.

[He smiles, nipping playfully at his thumb.]

All you have to do is ask.

[His hand comes to Bucky's, and he brings it to his lips to kiss at his palm. He wants all the affection he can get right now, since he knows that things won't be the same when they leave.]

[Maybe they could get to know each other better another time. Yeah, when they’re sending messages back and forth and couldn’t touch each other.]
You ever been with someone like me?

[He slips his hand up Zevran’s arm and cups his jaw, thumb moving over his cheek.]

Let’s play a game. [Bucky takes Zevran’s cup and sets it aside.] To get to know each other. I ask a question you answer it.

Where do I like to be kissed most?

Like you? Do you mean older or Russian?

[He smiles before he leans a little closer. His head follows his hand without struggle. He likes this. The closeness, that they are speaking not as student and teacher but as something else, what that 'else' is he still isn't quite sure.]

You? Well, if I had to guess.

[He smirks.]

I'd say your neck.

Both, I suppose.

[It's not what he meant, really, but it's enough for now. They have plenty of time to talk about all of that later.]

Yeah.

[Bucky's hand slips back down, curling at Zevran's hip, gently urging him forward until his other hand can reach the Veela's other side. He tugs him into his lap, straddling his thighs. He leans his head back against the couch, a smirk on his own mouth as he looks up at the younger man.]

Now you answer it and ask me a question.

As long as we kiss, it doesn't matter where really.

[He smiles as he gladly moves on top of Bucky. His thighs give his legs a squeeze as one hand moves to the back of the couch and he leans in.]

But I like my neck and ears I think the most.

[He says is quietly, as a whisper almost before he looks back at him and smiles.]

When did you realized you wanted me?

[Bucky purses his lips as if in careful thought, though he remembers the exact moment he'd considered wanting him and the moment he'd allowed himself to. One was extremely recent, the other wasn't.]

It wasn't when we'd first met.

[He lifts a hand and tugs Zevran closer, using the hold on his chin to tip his head to the side.]

Anyone would find you attractive, but. [He pulls the Veela closer, pressing his mouth to his throat below his ear.] I didn't let myself think of you that way at first.

[He mouths along the shell of his ear.]

I felt you watching me, and I smiled at you. Your smile, it felt genuine. I wanted you then.

[Zevran lets Bucky's hand tilt and move him like putty. His hands are warm, gentle, and cause his skin to break out into goosebumps. He likes it.]

A smile? That's all it took?

[He sounds a little breathless as he feels those lips on the side of his neck and ear.] I need to smile at you all the time then.

A real smile.

[It hadn't been flirtatious or forced. Bucky had felt he'd gotten a little glimpse of the real Zevran and that's what had drawn him in.]

You should smile at me all the time. [Bucky drops his hands to Zevran's hips, pushing him close, and kissing his way down to suck a small mark at Zevran's collarbone.]

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