He’s stood here hating Draco and Harry for fucking Peter when Peter won’t give him the time of day, but maybe he owes Peter a debt of gratitude for it. He’s pushing Peter, pushing him to think about their interactions, about how incongruous what he says is from how they are together. He pushes too far, but it’s clear that Peter needed that, needed it if he was going to admit it, if he was going to cry out for Roman as he comes.
He slips away when it’s over, before he’s caught for real. For a moment, he’s leaning against the wall beside the doorway, pressing the heel of his hand against his aching cock, and he knows he’s not going to make it through practice if he doesn’t get off first. He can still hear the sounds that Peter’s making inside that room as Harry finishes, fucking him through his orgasm, and fuck but that isn’t helping.
He slips down the hall and tries to make it into the bathroom but he’s caught by his mother, who conveniently wants to discuss the show and today’s rehearsal with him right now. In a single glance, she seems to know what’s up, even if she doesn’t know the details of what’s just happened. Her advice to him is to just fuck him already, that the tension between them is ruining their rehearsals, at least when Peter is trying to dance Odette. He shoots back some kind of sarcastic answer about how he’s trying, and the conversation continues.
Dancers trickle in for rehearsal, and by the time they do, Roman’s erection has dwindled on its own. He’s stretched out and warming up when Peter finally arrives.
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He slips away when it’s over, before he’s caught for real. For a moment, he’s leaning against the wall beside the doorway, pressing the heel of his hand against his aching cock, and he knows he’s not going to make it through practice if he doesn’t get off first. He can still hear the sounds that Peter’s making inside that room as Harry finishes, fucking him through his orgasm, and fuck but that isn’t helping.
He slips down the hall and tries to make it into the bathroom but he’s caught by his mother, who conveniently wants to discuss the show and today’s rehearsal with him right now. In a single glance, she seems to know what’s up, even if she doesn’t know the details of what’s just happened. Her advice to him is to just fuck him already, that the tension between them is ruining their rehearsals, at least when Peter is trying to dance Odette. He shoots back some kind of sarcastic answer about how he’s trying, and the conversation continues.
Dancers trickle in for rehearsal, and by the time they do, Roman’s erection has dwindled on its own. He’s stretched out and warming up when Peter finally arrives.