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[rodney larue]

Rodney's life as a werewolf wasn't much different from his usual life, he had quickly found. He just turned into a wolf once a month which he had eventually been able to deal with. It had still been the worst time of his life though and he had a nasty scar across his back. He had yet to let anyone see him naked since his turning which did not sit well with him. Even so, he didn't wish for anyone to see that.

So he had taken to taking out his sexual frustration on the piano. His being a werewolf had not affected his talent any. He was still going to be a star and that took honing his natural born talent. He'd closed the door so that he'd have some warning if someone else came along. He didn't like playing his more original pieces around other people.

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Stupid prefects. The sixth year Slytherin was in a vile mood. He'd been caught smoking and drinking in an empty classroom and was taken points and send to clean the music classroom. Without magic! How that lined up his crimes he had no idea. Heck he didn't hurt anyone this time. And it was not like he still had class today. Someday he'd get those stuck up prefect back.

Dio was still quite tipsy and pissed off when he arrived at the musicroom. He was equipped with all kinds of muggle cleaning instruments. The door was closed and he could hear piano play. Well whoever it was they'd have to move aside. Without knocking he busted through the door. His sharp blue eyes glared at the Gryffindor behind the piano. Probably some rich kid. Poor kids like him didn't get piano lessons. It sounded nice enough for what he'd heard. Not that he was going to compliment another person for free. Tsk. “I'll start cleaning here. You better move your pretty aside once I've reached the piano or I'll kick you off. And don't you dare to laugh. I'll kill you,” he slurred still tipsy. With a foul look on his face he started tidying the unused instruments so he could have the floor as clear as possible.

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[rodney larue]

Rodney looked up in annoyance as someone busted through the door. His annoyance turned to amusement at the sight of a very attractive specimen wielding muggle cleaning things. Which didn't really help his current mood that was shifting to aggression which was a little new for him. Lately, he had been feeling more primal, in a sense. Especially when it came to things like sexual attraction.

"Oh, my. Are you going to kill me with your mop there?" Rodney asked lazily as he stayed where he was, body practically itching for some sort of action. Even a fight would do. Except Rodney very much liked his face so he didn't really want to fight anyone but his body was aching for some sort of contact.

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Dio rose his eyebrow at the witty reply of the piano-guy. With a smooth movement, he aimed the mop at him. "Don't tempt me. You'd be surprised what I can do with a mop," he smirked in a confident manner. He gave the lion a look and then started his hard work. If he worked hard and fast, he'd be done early and could leave soon. At least that was what he had hoped. Cleaning with magic was so much better after all. After a short while of working hard and feeling like he was being watched, he had build up a lot of energy and was sweating hot. "Jeez this room is the worst," he groaned in annoyance as he took off his cloak and went on with his work. Not much later his tie and shirt followed. He used his shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Cleaning and working while being tipsy was the worst."Screw this. I'm not cleaning another bloody piece," he sighed as he sat down next to the Gryffindor on the small bench. He didn't care about being half naked. Sure he had plenty of scars but he wore those with pride. They had all been tests that in the end made him stronger. Still he was waiting for the scar that'd grand him the promised gift so he could become who he was meant to be. If he became a werewolf, a strong and powerful one, perhaps his father would finally notice him. At least his mother would be proud.

Dio felt like laying down for a moment, the world was spinning. The bench was too small for him to lay on so he rested against the shoulder of the older boy. "Oi, stupid lion. Why have you stopped playing? Entertain me or I'll shove that mop up your arse," he moaned against the shoulder of the boy whose name was still unknown. Shit perhaps he was more than a little tipsy. Oh well he could always wipe this guy's memories later if he felt like it. Currently he was okay with anything that wasn't cleaning this bloody room.

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Rodney just laughed when the mop was aimed at him. "I'm sure you do great things with a mop," he assured, amusing himself by watching the boy work. Well, watching his body anyway. Being celibate was so damn difficult. The boy took off his cloak and he bit his lower lip. Definitely blessed with a great physique. He almost outright growled when the other boy took off his shirt and tie. He was being effing tested.

It was made even worse as the Slytherin sat down next to him on the small bench. The unmistakable smell of sweat and the sort of musk that most men produced hit his sensitive nose and he tensed, a low growl escaping his throat before he could stop it. Well, he could think of something he could sho.. - realizing his thoughts were going a way that he had been trying to avoid. Instead he continued from where he had left off in his piano playing.

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Dio pouted when the Gryffindor actually started playing piano instead of trying to resist. Such an obedient little fellow. No fun at all. Alcohol always made him more naughty than sadistic. Although that part never fully faded. The blonde frowned and looked at the hands that were playing. Such beautiful long and slim fingers, perfect for playing guitar. He was angry at his siblings for being too busy for him. Dio always claimed to dislike people but he too needed attention. Either positive or negative would do. This boy just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. A light drunk Dio leaned in and breathed in the Gryffindor's neck. He reached his head a little higher. "I said, entertain me," he whispered and it the Gryffindor's earlobe. He pulled back and grinned.

"Is this what you do all day? Lock yourself up and play alone? Are other people not good enough for you?" Dio did get that, perhaps this guy was just picky about his company just like him. Dio would always give someone a chance. He sighed deeply and rested down on the boy's lap, making it hard for him to reach the piano. Occasionally he pulled the Gryffindor's arm, making him slip and fail his notes. "Oops." Teasing others was fun. How would this guy react to being provoked?

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Rodney inhaled sharply as the other boy leaned in, his scent filling his overly sensitive senses. His control snapped when his earlobe was bit which happened to be one of his most erogenous zones. His fingers stopped playing as he ran his tongue over his lips and tried to rein in his hormones. "I'm just serious about my craft. Most of my friends understand that," he stated as he began playing again.

The boy went into his lap which made his regrasping of his control snap again. The Slytherin kept making him miss his notes which was basically what had been working as a focus for him to help him not be so ... primal. Which he had been feeling since he had been turned and he had no clue if that was a normal werewolf thing or if his existing sex drive had just rocketed.

His fingers stopped playing and he slipped his fingers into the blondes hair and leaned in close enough that he could practically be kissing the Slytherin. "Careful blondie. You never know who you're dealing with," he murmured softly. "A person could be the prince or the big bad wolf... both, a lot." That scent was still in his nose and he very much wanted to do the naughty things he had been denying himself since the night that utter arse had made him a werewolf in some weird, messed up attempt to make Rodney love him and only him.

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"Well, I'm not your friend, big boy," he looked at the Gryffindor with a teasing look in his eyes. "I'd prefer to see your less serious side. Free of boundaries and restrains. That's when people are their most beautiful selves. You seem rather restrained. I can see so much potential in your eyes. But you're afraid. But of what?" Dio was drunkenly slurring the words of his heart. His hands reached up to hold the Gryffindor's face between his hands. Nice bone structure. The older boy was easy on the eyes. Not some exotic beauty but a handsome boy-next-door.

"Oh?" Dio hummed in amusement when the lion suddenly changed what he did and took control over the situation. This was getting interesting. Dio was usually the one who made the threats. Having someone else take the upperhand was something he'd never experienced before. What would Mr. Gryffindor do? He ginned as he felt those fingers grasp in his hair and pull him almost nothing bit a thin line of air between them. The blonde put on a cocky smirk and wrapped his arms around the other's shoulder. "I don't like playing careful," he mused and licked the older boy's lips without kissing him. "Hmmm? Either would do. How about a once good prince corrupted to the core and then punished by the gods to become a bad wolf? Tell me, piano man. Which of the two are you?" Dio wouldn't mention that his own dad was probably the biggest baddest wolf ever lived. His hands ran to the front and started fidgeting with the buttons of the shirt. "Or better said: which would you want to be?"

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Rodney had no clue what the other boy was going on about, really. Of course he was restrained, he had to be. "I'm not afraid of anything, people should be afraid of me," Rodney said, already positive that this boy was drunk and wouldn't remember anything he said anyway.

The other boy put his arms around him and man was the other boys scent filling his senses. It had been so long since he'd enjoyed the feeling that he had been so addicted to practically since he was old enough to partake in relations. "I was never good," he said. Because well, he hadn't been. "Oh, that choice was made for me," he murmured softly before leaning in to kiss the other boy.

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This Gryffindor thought he was dangerous. That actually made the snake burst into laughter. "Please," he held up the other as he wiped the tears that were rolling over his cheeks because of the laughter. "Perhaps they should be, who knows. Thing is, I've never heard anyone speak in fear of - whatever your name is, piano boy. But people do fear me. Why I don't know but I know they do," he grinned and shrugged. "But you don't perhaps you should and perhaps I should fear you. But I don't, not at all. I've seen much scarier things than a broody restrained piano man," he teased the older boy.

"Says you," he grinned and looked deep into the other's eyes. Who even was this guy? Heck Dio didn't care, this was fun. Better than cleaning this stupid ass room. He'd forgotten all about this by now. "Hmm.. is that so-" His words were broken by a kiss that surprised the Slytherin. He did lean into the kiss, his hands were getting more touchy than just hanging there around the boy's neck. They ended up trying to unbutton the other's shirt.

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Rodney just smiled, almost serenely, as the Slytherin laughed. He'd been underestimated before, it was nothing new, with him being as regal as he tended to come off as. "Ah, yes. I quake in fear of you and your mop," Rodney said with a snicker. The Slytherin was amusing, he didn't really care who he was. He wanted him and so far the snake wasn't really resisting so why not have a little bit of the fun that he'd been denying himself?

"Mm, no one knows me better than I, right?" He said with a chuckle. The snakes fingers went to his shirt and Rodney knocked them away. "And just what are you after, snake boy?"

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"You better. I wield this mop like the Devil wields his trident. If you believe in that sort of thing," he shrugged. "I could kill people with my mop if I wanted. Who needs a wand," he joked to lighten the atmosphere. Of course he could tell the lion why people feared him but it could possible cost him company.

Dio hummed as he slowly undid the other boy's shirt. He wanted to tear it off him but he choose to be smooth for once. "I wouldn't know. Just how well to you know yourself and your self control," he mused as his fingers found way to the Gryffindor's chest. His nails gently scratched the fair skin. "What am I after? Who knows. Would you like to guess?" He wanted to play a little game. Anything but clean.

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