Mine

Author's Notes: This is a work I did for the livejournal.com community, 7spells. I used the prompt "If you wanted honesty", and went to town with some smut. I hope you enjoy it!

I don’t own them in the slightest. Also, I sort of guessed at what “Love” would translate to as a pet name in Bulgarian using the Russian I know, since they’re similar. Don’t kill me if it isn’t too close, please. *Meeps*

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Cedric shifted on Viktor’s bed, scratching his stomach idly. This wasn’t the first time that he had been in the Durmstrang ship, and he hoped that it wasn’t going to be the last. It was hard enough getting on here without seeming conspicuous, but thankfully the level with the students’ cabins was on the floor where one entered, and Viktor’s was on the very end, right near the front.

Maybe people knew. Maybe they didn’t. If they did, they certainly weren’t saying anything. Either way, Cedric didn’t mind. All he really minded right now was the tingling feeling in the lower half of his stomach. It had been there for a while now, and though originally he had ignored it, the more and more time he spent around Viktor, the more prominent and annoying it became.

He knew what it was. He just wished he were able to say something about it.

“…So I vasn’t sure vhether or not the charm vood vork…”

Viktor’s voice was entering his head, but Cedric was paying a bit more attention to the other boy’s face. Viktor was sitting with his back somewhat against the bed frame; his neck was craned a bit as he rested his head against the mattress. The Hufflepuff was lying close to him and had his fingers brushing idly over the top of the Bulgarian’s head, occasionally letting their tips slide around his ears. Clearly Krum liked it, because Cedric could see the little bumps appearing on the back of his neck.

“Worked out just fine though, didn’t it?” he said quietly, smiling a bit.

The older one let out a small grunt in agreement. Contentedly he said, “That feels good, Cedric.” He closed his eyes and leaned into it, much like an animal would when they were being pet.

Originally having partially propped himself up with his free arm’s elbow, Cedric now opted to lie down almost completely and rested his chin on Viktor’s shoulder, letting his right arm drape down and over his chest. The tingling feeling in his stomach was only getting worse, and he shifted shortly after lying down to try and make it less prominent. His fingers idly tapped against Viktor’s taut stomach, gripping the hem of his shirt every so often.

Finally, the feeling became a bit too much. Cedric began to nuzzle Viktor’s ear, who responded with a low, lazy sort of moan.

“Lyuben…vhat are you doing?”

Just before he pulled back, Cedric placed a gentle kiss on Viktor’s neck. “Come up on your bed, love,” he said quietly. “It’s lonely up here.”

It didn’t take long for him to comply; he was up and on his warm bed in a few seconds, lying beside Cedric with his head on his pillow. His arm draped comfortably over the Hufflepuff’s lithe waist, fingers twisting and curling just above the small of his back.

“I vish you could stay here tonight,” Viktor murmured. He glanced down momentarily before letting his eyes meet with Cedric’s.

The younger one smiled. “Certainly warmer than the Hufflepuff dorms. All these blankets, and everything…” His hand of the arm between them slowly slid up Viktor’s front, tracing small circles over his collarbone. He looked at Viktor and bit his lip. “And you, of course.”

The moment wherein their eyes met once again was quiet. Neither moved. Then, slowly, Cedric leaned in and pressed his lips on Viktor’s, fingers gently gripping his shirt. At first Viktor responded only by returning the kiss, but soon enough he was initiating them as well, the arm wrapped around the smaller one’s waist bringing them closer together. Slowly, Krum began to push Cedric, who happily complied, onto his back.

Diggory let out a small moan and pressed his hips into Viktor’s. The tingling feeling in his stomach was spreading lower, and now he felt a little restless, like his body just wanted to keep moving. Viktor’s weight on top of him was a little too much, so he parted his legs and the Bulgarian slipped right in between them. The feeling of Krum’s stomach pressing against his groin made Cedric once again moan into the kiss.

With one of his hands Viktor reached up and began running his fingers through the Hufflepuff’s soft hair. Their kisses were growing stronger, deeper: with newly found parted lips the two of them were exploring one another’s mouths. Despite the fact that Viktor apparently hadn’t brushed his teeth since dinner and Cedric could taste the chicken, he still enjoyed it. But of course, he found himself enjoying the way the one atop him was pressing his stomach into his groin. Cedric writhed beneath him, a strange sort of grunt escaping him.

Viktor broke the kiss and brushed his nose against the younger one’s, his breathing having become somewhat heavy. He pulled his head back some, looking Cedric in the eyes again. “Lyuben, I vant…” He stopped himself.

Cedric unabashedly wrapped his legs around Viktor’s, biting his lip for a moment before giving him a lascivious look upon his face. “Want what, love?”

The two shared another kiss, and Viktor let out a soft sigh. From the looks of it he couldn’t think of the word he wanted to use, at least in English. So he settled for grinding against Cedric’s lower half again and murmuring, “I vant you…”

With the look still upon his face Cedric reached up, cupping Viktor’s neck with hand and pulled it down, bringing their lips into yet another kiss. “Honest truth, Viktor? I want you to fuck me, too.”

That seemingly being exactly what Viktor wanted to say, the older one looked rather satisfied. Shifting against Cedric he tried to sit up, managing to do so about halfway, and began to remove his shirt. He didn’t get too far, as Cedric reached toward him and gripped the hem of Viktor’s shirt, removing it for him. He tossed it aside and grinned.

Slightly baffled in appearance but nonetheless content, it would seem, to be rid of his shirt, Viktor reached down and began to unbutton Cedric’s. Unlike the shirt he was wearing, the younger one had soft, lightly tanned skin. His collarbone was faintly dabbled with patches of red. Krum watched as Cedric’s chest slowly rose and fell as he breathed momentarily, then leaned in once more and began kissing him. But instead of caressing his lover’s hair, this time Viktor was using his hands to undo the other’s pants. Once the button and zipper were undone he tugged them down his hips, which Cedric wriggled to help them along.

Of course, his underpants just happened to go, as well.

From the feel of it Viktor was going to remove his own pants also, but Cedric, whose arms were wrapped partially around his back, moved down and past his hips, slipping inside to undo the zipper and button for him. The Bulgarian, however, removed them himself, throwing them with surprising force, along with his briefs, at the floor. In this time Cedric managed to slip off his button-up and let it drop to the ground beside the bed.

The moment wherein Viktor refocused his attention on Cedric was one that made the tingling feeling in the lower one’s body rise to an almost painful level. There they were, naked, and here he was, simply staring at the other’s body. As Cedric had expected, Krum was extremely well built, and his taut muscles were rather a site to behold.

Unfortunately he didn’t get to look at them long, because Viktor leaned in again, pressing their bodies against each other, heated skin touching heated skin. Cedric let out a choked gasp; a hand was wrapping around his erection, which before this time, hadn’t been touched at all. The sudden pressure on it was more than enough to make his stomach flip. He pressed his head into the pillow and arched his back.

“Oh, Merlin,” he whispered.

With his neck craned to the side, Cedric allowed Viktor to rest his head there; a few moments later he felt hot breath washing over one of the more sensitive regions of his body, causing a chill to run up his spine. Viktor’s hand on his cock, just as quickly as it had appeared, had now disappeared. Cedric was too distracted to know where it went.

Oh. There it was.

Surprised, Cedric let out a small grunt. Viktor’s finger was running down his side, the touch incredibly light, and incredibly teasing on top of that. Perhaps the worst part was the fact that, even though they were lying on each other, what he really wanted to touch just happened to not be. Was Viktor teasing him? He had no idea. Whatever the case was, Cedric wanted to be touched down there, and it wasn’t happening. So, that meant some initiative needed to be taken.

Just as he was about to reach for one of Viktor’s hands, the older one suddenly raised himself. He was still between Cedric’s legs, but now he was backed up just a bit. Diggory, whose eyes had been closed, opened them and lifted his head just in time to catch Viktor looking down and spitting on erection. Not the most arousing sight in the world, but he knew what it was for. Cedric spread his legs apart just a bit further and pulled his legs closer to his body, raising his knees into the air and planting his feet against the surface of the bed.

Despite the fact that Viktor really wanted to just slip right in and get to it, he knew that was impossible. For one, it would hurt Cedric rather badly and two, it probably wouldn’t feel as good as he thought it would. Having lubricated himself as best as he felt necessary he gripped the shaft of his length and placed the tip of it at Cedric’s entrance, brushing it gently over it before rubbing it up and down the area around it. It was an incredible feeling for the both of them, though mostly the younger one, who was anticipating something that was going to be much more painful than he assumed.

Finally unable to really take it anymore Viktor once again placed himself at the entrance and pushed in. Cedric exhaled sharply and bit his lip, laying his head down on the pillow. The feeling was intense for Viktor, especially since the muscles of the one beneath him were already working to get used to his invasion. It was unbelievably warm inside Cedric and, as Krum pushed further, very, very tight. He let his once tense arms wrap loosely around the Hufflepuff’s calves and thighs, fingers resting on the other’s slender hips.

Cedric fought back the urge to let out a cry. The feeling, though at first had been somewhat nice, was now rather painful. He willed himself to breathe slowly, in a relaxing manner, because if he didn’t, this wasn’t going to be nearly as enjoyable as he was hoping it to be.

Viktor had remained stationary for a moment before beginning to pull out, at which point Cedric found the tingling feeling in his lower stomach return. Thus, he did the only thing he knew to get rid of that: he wrapped his fingers around his cock and began to stroke himself.

The pain didn’t completely diminish, but it certainly decreased. Though he wanted to focus all of his attention on what Viktor was doing, he knew that if he did, things wouldn’t get better. He was the one that wanted this, and damn it, he was going to enjoy it, pain or no pain.

“Ha, just like Quidditch…” he murmured to himself.

Due to the horrendous amount of friction down there, Viktor attempted to lubricate himself with further spitting. The next time he slid in was easier than the last; now, he began to work himself into a rhythm, all the while Cedric stroked himself. The pain, though still there, was dulling now, giving way to a bit more pleasure. Keeping himself distracted from it by playing with himself had been an awfully good idea.

Viktor continued to thrust a few more times, but stopped quite suddenly when he felt the muscles around him close very tightly. They both let out a moan at the same time, which caused Cedric to look up at his lover, eyes somewhat glazed over.

“Vhat vas that?” Krum asked, looking slightly confused.

“I…dunno,” Diggory confessed. “But keep going, love. Keep going…”

Heeding well the words of his lover, Viktor once again picked up on his thrusting, though now the thrusts were becoming harder. Cedric’s tightness, compiled with the rather arousing little sounds escaping him and the sight of him lying there as he was, was making it hard for Krum not to want to pound into him. He wanted Cedric, and here he was, clearly his for the taking.

After a while, Cedric found himself nearing much the same point as Viktor. Though still somewhat painful, he was easily working through that with his furious stroking of his cock. Each time his muscles tightened in response brought both of them closer to their climaxes. Viktor seemed to reach his first, because he quickly pulled out of the Hufflepuff and began stroking himself quickly, letting out heavy, but short exhalations of breath.

The younger one watched, enthralled, as Viktor came. The older one threw his head back and grunted several times, spilling himself over Cedric, who was still working on getting himself off. Seeing Krum reaching his orgasm seemed to be just enough to get him there too, because the tingling feeling in Cedric’s finger was now traveling throughout his body, causing him to relax in place of tensing up. He spilled himself all over his stomach but paid it no attention; the tingle had brought Cedric rapture and release.

Being honest had, yet again, helped him to obtain exactly what he wanted. He sighed contentedly.

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