[M, Pre-Ball] Something New (Toby)

[remy]

Remy had not gone to the Masquerade Ball, he'd been far too busy unpacking his things to even know it has going on. He was new, to be honest, he'd barely had time to brush the frost off his shoulders from back home in Canada before he got dumped in an unceremonous heap here in England. So far, he'd only met a house elf who had helped him get his behemoth trunk up to the room he now stood in. If there was one thing Remy knew how to do well, it was overpack. In fact, had it not been for the fact that the trunk was bonded with metal and screws, it would have more than likely burst open on the trip here through the Floo Network alone.

The Canadian boy laid out his various trinkets on the bed, insuring none had broken. A few bottles of cologne and 'aftershave' which had neither cracked nor loosened their lids, a small hand mirror which reflected his exterior beauty just as perfectly as it had the moment he had placed it inside his traveling luggage, a small potion of sorts that was used for his skin, a handfull of combs, as well as a few other odds and ends which he carefully and meticulously placed in his nightstand. Then he placed a warm, wool blanket across the foot of the bed, having thought one could never be too careful when it came to drafts of cold rushing through the dormitory. After removing the blanket, a good deal of space was liberated in the trunk, allowing him to rearrange the other fabric contents of said space.

Smiling, after adjusting his space to be satisfactory to his whims, Remy went down to the Common Room breifly before returning with a puzzled look on his face. "Where the fuck is everyone, eh?" He was alone, so he freely spoke out loud, knowing no one would be able to say anything about it being weird. Shrugging it off, the short blonde decided he might as well prepare for bed, stripping down to his black low-rise briefs prior to rummaging through his trunk, looking for pajamas. It only took a minute to find the shirt, which he slipped on immeadiately, but the pants seemed to have mysteriously disappeared. "And where the fuck are my pants?"

[ruu]

What an absolutely horrible week Toby was having. For some reason that he hadn't quite managed to get, his room mate was withdrawn from school and a new one was going to be filing in like cattle. On top of all of the confusion with that situation, Toby's mind had been completely occupied with all things Joshua Callaghan lately. The events of the Halloween ball were still reeling in his mind, playing over and over like some torturous movie stuck on repeat. No matter how much he tried to forget about it, he couldn't. No matter how much he tried to forget about Josh..

Toby was a bucket of angst. A bucket of intolerable teenage angst. To prove this, he grumped silently up the stairs, as if to an invisible audience. Throwing the door to the dorm room open, Toby trudged in unceremoniously, slamming it shut behind him so harshly that the frame even rattled a bit. He was so lost in his own mind that his brain rarely even registered a boy standing in his boxers and a t-shirt and his brown eyes skipped over the scene. Making his way to his bed, Toby threw back the curtains and practically tossed himself onto it. Leaning over, he opened his trunk and began to rummage around in it.

"Where.. the fuck... is it..." He muttered to himself, before successfully locating his hidden bottle of fire whiskey he'd managed to smuggle in a few weeks ago. Sitting up straight, Toby popped open the bottle, allowing the scent of the alcohol to invade his nostrils.

It was at this moment his mind decided to register the new guy. Toby raised his eyebrow, staring at him for a moment. He wasn't unattractive. And he half naked. "Who're you?"

[remy]

The previously alone Remy peeked up from his search when the boy he safely assumed to be his room-mate barrelled into the room like a charging bull, slamming the door shut on the way. He couldn't help but to snicker at the other as he flung himself onto the bed, and even more when he began to practically burrow into his own trunk. "Where.. the fuck... is it..." Offering him a half-sincere smile, half shit-eating grin, Remy piped up with a simple, "Bad day, eh?" As the boy pulled a bottle from his trunk, Remy at once recognized the bottle, and couldn't help but chuckle. You know, you can get into," he trailed off as he stood up, walking over to his night stand, retrieving a small bottle labeled 'aftershave' before continuing (yet not revealing what was in his hand) "quite a bit of trouble if you're caught with that."

It was entertaining that the boy didn't ask a gamut of other questions before that, for instance - why he wasn't wearing pants. But no, the boy had said a short, "Who're you?" Deciding to take a more fun route that the obvious one, he gave another flashy smile while his mind concocted an introduction, which fell from his mouth with easy, despite the smirk that formed on his lips. "The manifestation of your dreams, come to reality as your room-mate." Dabbing a little of the liquid from the bottle onto his neck, he recapped the bottle before rubbing it in. "Here, catch. The boy said as he tossed the bottle to the one occupying the bed across from his as he sniffed the other hand. "Hmm. Silly me, that's not aftershave. It's fire whiskey."

[ruu]

Toby had to admit that he was quite a bit irritated when his new room mate failed to offer up his name. Raising an eyebrow, Toby stared at him scrutinizingly from behind his thick black rimmed glasses. He eyed the aftershave the boy picked up nonchalantly, somehow seriously doubting that it was really what the bottle insinuated, especially with the words that were spilling forth from the new guys mouth. "I'm not too worried about getting caught." His voice was matter of fact. Most people who met him for the first time usually did a double take when he spoke, seeing as how he was obviously very Asian but he spoke in a thick Scottish accent.

The boy liked to smirk a lot, and despite the fact that Toby was feeling particularly foul this evening, it was contagious and he smirked as well. Slipping forward to slide off the edge of the bed and bring himself to his feet, Toby rolled his eyes as the other introduced himself. "Manifestation of my dreams, eh? I don't think so.." His smirk faded quickly, catching the bottle of fire whiskey as the other boy tossed it in his direction. Without askin for permission, Toby took a large swig of it.

Getting drunk was starting to sound like a pretty fun option at this point, and he flickered brown eyes towards the new Gryffindor thoughtfully. It was obvious at this point that he was into underage drinking, but exactly how chill was he? "If you were a manifestation of my dreams, you'd be stark naked right about now.." He stated this calmly, but was definitely testing the waters to get a feel for his new room mate.

At this point, Tobias decided to take the testing a step further. Reaching up and pulling his hat off of his head, he tossed it aside carelessly. Then he yanked out his pony tail and shook out his platinum blond locks before removing his shirt like he was going to get ready for bed.

[remy]

Remy liked the boy's accent. It didn't really surprise him though, when you added magic into the equation, it was harder to take things for face value than with Muggles. Though, to be perfectly honest, it was an attractive accent, which made Remy grin even wider, almost mischeavously. He sized him up as he rose from his own bed, the smile fading a bit as the boy responded in a negative fashion, his thought process deducing that he must not be into guys. 'What a shame...'

However, it would seem that Remy had indeed spoken (metaphorically) too soon, as the Asian boy took a healthy swig of the firewhiskey, and then responding about the nature of his semi-nudity. He couldn't help but to smirk again as he responded to his statement, knowing full and well where he wanted this to end. "What? And deny you the oppurtunity to rip off my clothes with your teeth? That'd just be rude..." Remy did enjoy a nice warm up before the act, though firewhiskey did shorten that period severely.

Seeing the other one starting to disrobe, Remy smirked a little, he didn't generally like longer hair on guys, but this one was pretty cute. He didn't fit Remy's usual type, but lately he had been craving something new, and his room-mate definately fit the bill. "Ah, I see you just cut to the chase, eh?" He didn't move, per se, though he did feel something stirring downstairs. Hopefully, that would be all that the other one needed to make the first real move.

[ruu]

Dropping his shirt carelessly on top of his trunk at the foot of his bed, Toby simply smirked at the reply he'd gotten from the boy. Slowly, as if he were making a game out of it now, the Asian Gryffindor's fingers began to work at the button of his pants. "That would be pretty rude of you.." Once he pulled his pants down until the rested just below his hips, Toby paused for a moment. What a greeting, eh? Welcome to Hogwarts, I'm your room mate, now let me tease you by stripping down to my boxers.

Finally dropping his pants, Toby stepped out of them and pushed them off to the side with his foot. Reaching out, he grasped onto the bottle of "aftershave" and took another swig of it. Toby wasn't an alcoholic by any means but a lot of times he used it like he used sex.. as a way to run away from his problems and not having to deal with them. Setting the bottle on his dresser, Toby stretched a bit, bringing his arms up over his head. "Sometimes I do.." Toby flashed him a playful smirk, feeling a bit better now that he had a new room mate that didn't seem to be quite as uptight as the last one he had. "I'm Tobias Steele, but call me Toby."

Toby ran his hand through his free hair, eyes trailing across the other before finally asking.. "What happened to your pants? Were you that excited to see me?" Eyes trailed downward a bit more and Toby couldn't supress a small chuckle. "Okay, I see that you really were." He brought his lip out to brush across his bottom lip, lowering himself onto his bed once again. He really just wanted to see how this guy would react to him.

[remy]

Remy's eyes danced as the other fiddled with the button of his pants, pursing his lips just a little as he retorted. He was definately making this interesting, though Remy would continue with the banter. "Indeed it would be." The Canadian also stretched, reaching his hands high above his head as he leaned back ever-so-slightly, allowing his room-mate a better view of himself. All of him.

Yet again he flashed his pearly white smile, unable to stop as the Asian was sitting practically naked in front of him. Seeing him down another swig of the disguised firewhiskey, Remy realized he was a little thirsty, and as the other boy introduced himself, he slowly, almost flirtatiously, crossed the room. The other had finished, revealing he preferred to be called Toby. However, he decided to take a swig himself before make his own introduction. "I'm Remy. Carver. Though you can call me God, or whatever." He couldn't help but give a chuckle and a smirk of his own.

Finally, Toby made mention of his pantsless-ness. "I seem to have lost my pants. I hope you don't mind, Toby." Remy couldn't help but to bite his lip playfully with a wink as the other boy then noticed the certain...enflamation...in his loins. "Oh yes, I had a vision that my room-mate would come in just as I was half-naked and be fairly attractive. Oh, and not to mention that he went crazy for my aftershave."

[ruu]

Brown eyes watched carefully as his new room mate crossed the room and took the fire whiskey from his grasp. Toby could tell by the way that Remy had so obviously stretched that he more than likely enjoyed teasing people and liked getting attention. He simply smirked, grabbing the alcohol back and shifting towards the edge of the bed. "Whether or not you deserve to be God remains to be seen." Toby flickered his eyes across Remy's body, perhaps indicating a certain action. "And I judge rather harshly.."

For a moment, Toby thought of Josh. His emotions towards the older Gryffindor were so conflicted. Toby didn't know what he wanted or how he felt about Joshua Callaghan and even though Toby typically didn't feel this particular emotion towards anyone, for a brief moment Toby felt a pang of guilt for sitting here flirting with his new room mate. However, as his eyes trailed over Remy once again, all guilt quickly fluttered away like dust in the wind.

Toby chuckled at Remy's explanation for not having any pants. It sounded like something he would say himself, and it amused him. Toby could tell that for the most part, he would probably get along better than Remy than he would with his annoying room mate from previous. "Trust me, I do not mind that you have lost your in pants. In fact.. I cannot help but wonder if you've only lost that one pair, or if you've lost them all..." His voice trailed off as Toby stood up slowly, bringing himself rather close to the other Gryffindor in the room.

[remy]

Remy's eyes danced playfully as his room-mate practically snatched the firewhiskey back. This is going to be a fun room, resonated through his thoughts like the foghorn of a large ship. As the other spoke, another grin plastered itself onto Remy's lips, clearly amused with the conversation. "At least you do admit that I am, though," he interjected, jokingly, pausing momentarily as though to gather his response, "And you'd better do something, I'd hate to be roomed with a sack of potatoes with a sharp tongue."

As Toby looked lost in thought, Remy unconciously began stretching again, this time elongating his sides. He had never noticed it, but whenever he got to flirt any heavier than innocently, he stretched, perhaps to protect himself from pulling a muscle during the act, maybe it was a show of his flexibility or just more flirting. But the Canadian boy did notice when Toby eyed him again, the grin once again becoming a smirk. Remy liked to be looked at, a lot. "Are you undressing me with your eyes?" The boy had almost allowed an invitation to do fall past his lips, but he held it in...barely.

And then Toby completely cleared any confusion for Remy when he made mention of his pantsless state, and that he didn't mind at all. A reasonable mind might have thought that he was just saying that it wasn't a big deal, and wasn't using it as a come-on, but no one ever said Remy was a reasonable person. Of course, the reasonable person would have shut up when Toby practically pressed himself against Remy, to which his expression dulled just a little so he could speak. Softly. Slowly. "If I had other pants, don't you think," he paused, unable to tear his eyes away from Toby's lips, unconciously licking his own which he felt were too dry moments before, "I would have put them on...as opposed to just lying in wait for someone to...catch me?"

[ruu]

As he stood here with Remy, Toby couldn't help but notice how short his new room mate was. It was a bit amusing, and Toby was unable to hide a small grin. He'd never seen a male that was shorter than himself, and here Remy was. He had to be at least two inches smaller. Toby tilted his head to the side as Remy spoke, platinum blond locks falling over his pale face. He made no effort to reach up and push them away. He couldn't, because at the mention of undressing Remy with his eyes, those hands slowly moved upward and boldly rested themselves against the other Gryffindor's bare sides. "I was for a moment, but then I realized it would be much more interesting to undress you with my hands instead.."

After a few moments of allowing dark brown eyes to roam freely about Remy's face, Toby pulled him flush up against his body. It wasn't a particularly vigorous moment, just a gentle guiding along. It really didn't take much for Toby to decide that someone was going to welcome his advances, and sometimes it got him in trouble. For some reason though, Toby highly doubted that Remy would push him away. If he did, Toby would genuinely be surprised. Either that, or Toby would be irritated if Remy turned out to be some big time tease.

"You might have put your other pants on.. Unless, that is, you wanted someone to catch you." That was it. Remy's tongue sliding across his lips was just a bit too much for Toby to continue to stand here so dormantly. Without giving the other Gryffindor a moment to formulate some sort of response, Toby leant forward a bit, pressing their lips together testily. He was trying out the new merchandise now.