Pained Desire
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Cedric
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
15,418
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Dreaming of a Certain Someone
Title: Pained Desire
Author: CorruptedInnocence
Disclaimer: Don’t own characters, I just like playing with them. Not making money off it either.
Summary: Harry and Cedric meet up at the Quidditch World Cup where love and lust take hold of the two teens. It’s Harry’s fourth year at Hogwarts, and now he has to deal with the pressure of a secret relationship. As the Yule Ball approaches, love is tested when a certain person interferes. In the mists of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, tragedy strikes in a flash of green. What will become of the young lovers?
Pairings: Harry/Cedric
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: M/M, Anal, H/C, N/C, MPreg, Death
Chapter 1 - Dreaming of a Certain Someone
~*~ Dream ~*~
Hot breaths caressed his neck, followed by the wet path of a tongue. Nips to his flesh heightened his arousal. The strong body pressing him into the mattress shifted, sliding slowly down to settle between his spread legs.
Hands followed, stroking down the hard chest across the washboard stomach, coming to rest on Quidditch toned thighs. Shivers passed through the boy beneath as a breath of hot air fluttered across the head of his straining erection. The tongue reappeared, a broad stroke against the leaking head. Shaking hands tangled in auburn hair as the mouth wrapped around his hot member.
Moans filled the air as the mouth sucked on the harden flesh. His breath came in pants now, feeling himself reaching the edge. He tried to warn the other that he was close, nothing but a loud moan erupted from his throat. The mouth just continued to suck harder, driving him over the top.
“Cedric!”
~*~ End Dream ~*~
Harry Potter woke, flushed and panting, his heart pounded in his chest. The mess in his pants cooling by the second.
“Oh gods,” he breathed, flopping backward to stare at the ceiling. “This can’t keep happening.”
As Harry lay awake in his bed at Number 4 Privet Drive, he thought back to his dream. The boy with the auburn hair and gorgeous brown eyes, his tall stature and Quidditch toned body, had been appearing in his dreams ever since the start of the summer.
Harry sighed quietly, his mind trying to process what his dreams meant. Did these dreams about Cedric make him gay?
‘Ha, probably,’ he thought.
Well, one thing was certain, he was definitely attracted to Cedric Diggory.
~*~
“BOY!”
His uncle’s yelling woke him out of the light doze he managed to obtain after a night of thinking.
“Get down here now!”
Harry grumbled, quickly rolling out of bed, throwing on some clothes. Hopefully his uncle hadn’t rolled out of the wrong of the bed…unlikely.
He hurried downstairs to the kitchen where his relatives were already eating breakfast. Uncle Vernon eyed the boy who just entered the room over the morning post.
“When those freaks get here to collect you, you better be ready. I don’t want you here a second longer than needed.”
Knowing better than to argue with his uncle, he just nodded, “Yes, Uncle Vernon.”
‘Thanks gods, only three hours ‘til noon, and then I can get out of here,’ he thought, inwardly sighing.
“Good. Now, clean this up and get packed boy,” he ordered gesturing to the messy breakfast dishes.
~*~
By the time the clock struck noon Harry was packed and waiting by the fireplace for Mr. Weasley to pick him up. Mr. Weasley arrived, stepping out of the hearth, into the Dursley’s living room.
“Hello Harry, my boy. So good to see you’re well,” he said cheerfully. “Now where are those relatives of yours?”
Harry jumped up, “Don’t worry about them. They know what’s going on. Let’s just go.”
Mr. Weasley gave Harry a strange look, but brushed the comment off easily. He stepped to the side to let Harry enter the fireplace first. Throwing down the powder, he shouted, “The Burrow!”
~*~
AN - Please review! It lets me know if I'm moving in a good direction. Thanks!
Author: CorruptedInnocence
Disclaimer: Don’t own characters, I just like playing with them. Not making money off it either.
Summary: Harry and Cedric meet up at the Quidditch World Cup where love and lust take hold of the two teens. It’s Harry’s fourth year at Hogwarts, and now he has to deal with the pressure of a secret relationship. As the Yule Ball approaches, love is tested when a certain person interferes. In the mists of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, tragedy strikes in a flash of green. What will become of the young lovers?
Pairings: Harry/Cedric
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: M/M, Anal, H/C, N/C, MPreg, Death
Chapter 1 - Dreaming of a Certain Someone
~*~ Dream ~*~
Hot breaths caressed his neck, followed by the wet path of a tongue. Nips to his flesh heightened his arousal. The strong body pressing him into the mattress shifted, sliding slowly down to settle between his spread legs.
Hands followed, stroking down the hard chest across the washboard stomach, coming to rest on Quidditch toned thighs. Shivers passed through the boy beneath as a breath of hot air fluttered across the head of his straining erection. The tongue reappeared, a broad stroke against the leaking head. Shaking hands tangled in auburn hair as the mouth wrapped around his hot member.
Moans filled the air as the mouth sucked on the harden flesh. His breath came in pants now, feeling himself reaching the edge. He tried to warn the other that he was close, nothing but a loud moan erupted from his throat. The mouth just continued to suck harder, driving him over the top.
“Cedric!”
~*~ End Dream ~*~
Harry Potter woke, flushed and panting, his heart pounded in his chest. The mess in his pants cooling by the second.
“Oh gods,” he breathed, flopping backward to stare at the ceiling. “This can’t keep happening.”
As Harry lay awake in his bed at Number 4 Privet Drive, he thought back to his dream. The boy with the auburn hair and gorgeous brown eyes, his tall stature and Quidditch toned body, had been appearing in his dreams ever since the start of the summer.
Harry sighed quietly, his mind trying to process what his dreams meant. Did these dreams about Cedric make him gay?
‘Ha, probably,’ he thought.
Well, one thing was certain, he was definitely attracted to Cedric Diggory.
~*~
“BOY!”
His uncle’s yelling woke him out of the light doze he managed to obtain after a night of thinking.
“Get down here now!”
Harry grumbled, quickly rolling out of bed, throwing on some clothes. Hopefully his uncle hadn’t rolled out of the wrong of the bed…unlikely.
He hurried downstairs to the kitchen where his relatives were already eating breakfast. Uncle Vernon eyed the boy who just entered the room over the morning post.
“When those freaks get here to collect you, you better be ready. I don’t want you here a second longer than needed.”
Knowing better than to argue with his uncle, he just nodded, “Yes, Uncle Vernon.”
‘Thanks gods, only three hours ‘til noon, and then I can get out of here,’ he thought, inwardly sighing.
“Good. Now, clean this up and get packed boy,” he ordered gesturing to the messy breakfast dishes.
~*~
By the time the clock struck noon Harry was packed and waiting by the fireplace for Mr. Weasley to pick him up. Mr. Weasley arrived, stepping out of the hearth, into the Dursley’s living room.
“Hello Harry, my boy. So good to see you’re well,” he said cheerfully. “Now where are those relatives of yours?”
Harry jumped up, “Don’t worry about them. They know what’s going on. Let’s just go.”
Mr. Weasley gave Harry a strange look, but brushed the comment off easily. He stepped to the side to let Harry enter the fireplace first. Throwing down the powder, he shouted, “The Burrow!”
~*~
AN - Please review! It lets me know if I'm moving in a good direction. Thanks!