Peter
the seasons are turning into goodbyes I can live through
The soft laugh that cling to Pets lips after the kiss was inhaled into a surprised gasp as he was pushed into the wall, his broom clattering to the ground along with Adams. The hands on his sides made him arch up, the lips on his chin and neck made his head fall back, and finally, the hand on his cock drew a surprised moan from him, his whole body jerking up after Adams hand.
Then he was left unsupported, and Pet very nearly slid down the wall onto the floor.He stared at Adams back for a moment, whining, then pushed himself up again, looking down at his broom and deciding to abandon it for a moment. He had a different idea, and if it just happened to work as petty revenge, then more power to him.
”I’ll be... I’ll be right back!” He called, jumping over Adams attempts at shoving the mud out of the door and rushing to get a bucket. He filled it, using his magic to support a bubble of overflow at the mouth of the bucket, and rushed back to Adams house. He dumped the bucket on the floor, not feeling any remorse for how it (maybe intentionally) splashed his boyfriend. Pet stepped back and looked at his handiwork. The floor was now twice as sloppy, and he left it like that for a moment, smiling up at Adam. Once he’d had his moment, he would use his magic to push the mud around, out the doors where it belonged.
