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âI have a feelingâ Fleur said, her kisses going from his neck to his collarbone, âthat it is going to be really hard to actually choose our favourites. We are going to have to test them over-â teeth against skin, and yet another mark for him to cover in the morning âand over again.â She wasnât so blind to the facts to deny that this was going to be complicated at best. It was obvious that at least for now, Cho was still very much on the picture and then there was their involvement in the tournament. It could only damage their reputations if people knew they were together. Even teachers or judges could believe there was some sort of alliance going on that provided them both with an advantage, and that could harm their future scores. Perhaps it was a trivial thing to worry about in the face of love. This was something she had never thought she was going to find, something she didnât even believe in in the first place - and yet here she was, her heart filled with joy, butterflies in her stomach every time they kissed, no matter how often that happened. This kind of feeling was one people probably searched for during a lifetime. However, Fleur was nothing but persistent, and incredibly driven. She wanted Cedric, and she wanted the cup; and she was going to have both.Â
His words provoked a wave of heat to was over her body, and she inhaled sharply. How was it possible he knew exactly what to say to drive her this crazy for him? It was almost as if he somehow had known her forever, every soft spot, every weakness. âI want that, too.â, she almost purred, grinding her hips forward against him. âI want you to touch me, I want you to taste me, I want to moan your name and tell you how much I love you as you make me come.â Her words alone, combined with the way her body was now moving against his, was making everything worse. She wasnât really sure how much longer either of them were going to be able to control themselves. This was desire like she had never felt before. It was soft, tender, and full of love; but that didnât mean it was less urgent or hungry. Quite the contrary, the hurricane of emotions she was experiencing only intensified her craving for him. She had never wanted him more than she did now; and something told her this was just the beginning.Â
âI think I can do that.â, she replied, whispering against his lips. The wisest thing right now was to leave, obviously. Even with the muffling charm on, there was going to be some sound, there was going to be inevitable movement; and they couldnât risk people seeing them. But the whole experience was turning her on so much she just couldnât bring herself to move. Just a little longer, a bit of teasing, a head start; and then she was going to ask him to take her somewhere else. Without any real trouble she undid his trousers and her hand finally slipped in, quickly bypassing his underwear as well. He had asked her to touch him like she did herself, so she took her time, making sure he could both enjoy every single sensation, and build up his heat slowly. At first her fingers teased, moving slowly, in circles, over the sensitive spots. The feeling alone made a little whimper escape her lips, and she had to kiss him to prevent more sounds from coming out. She spent a few more moments like that, teasing him, kissing him, enjoying his reaction as she explored with her fingertips. However, she was impatient as well, so it wasnât that long before she slipped a finger inside him, moving lazily at first, then picking up the pace a little bit, trying to give him as much pleasure as she could.Â
A hum of assent escaped his lips as she kissed his neck and collarbone between words, leaving more marks on his skin, sending pleasant chill after chill down his spine. He knew that in the morning he would either have to heal them or cover them, but he didnât want to. He wanted to have the reminder that he was hers with him, even if tomorrow morning they would have to start figuring out how to navigate this all while dealing with the real world too. It wasnât going to be easy, but then again, Cedric had always believed that things that were more difficult were more rewarding. And the reward for this challenge was too great to give up just because they were both worried about everything they would have to face to be together. It was all worth it, to know a love so intensely strong and immediate. To find something so beautiful and real, without even searching, a lucky turn of something that felt like fate was absolutely mind-blowing, and there was no way that Cedric was going to lose his chance at it. He planned to fight for this love, no matter what it meant they had to do in the meantime, and he knew, just from the way she kissed him, that Fleur was determined to do the same.
As she started moving against him, giving delicious friction that he needed more of already, his hands wandered over her body, exploring her even through her clothes as she spoke. He trailed a line of kisses across her jaw, down her neck, one hand finding its way to her chest, teasing lightly as her words coaxed a gentle moan, caught between lips and skin, from him. He barely even pulled back as they kept going. âI canât wait for all of that. I canât to memorize every inch of your body. memorize your sounds, your taste,â he muttered against her skin. The need was only growing by the second, and he was well aware that the smart choice would have been to move now, but he couldnât even imagine taking his hands off of her for a moment, having to stop listening to her beautiful words. Cedric pulled back for a split second just to look at her, admire her, eyes full of love and desire, a strong combination that he had never felt before, something more intense than anything he couldâve imagined having. He couldnât wait before bringing their lips together again in a passionate open-mouthed kiss.Â
She was bold, but then again, that wasnât a surprise. Still, he couldnât help the almost stupid grin that spread across his lips as her hand moved to the top of his trousers, unbuttoning them easily. He knew, somewhere in the back of his mind, that they shouldâve stopped this now before it got too heated. The muffling charm would helpââhe was particularly skilled at all things charms so it was likely a bit more effective than an average studentsâââbut there were some sounds not even that would cover, especially given that it wasnât meant to be long lasting. And he couldnât help but let out a rather loud moan as her fingers slipped past his underwear, teasing the sensitive spot between their legs. They couldnât help but throw their head back at the feeling, closing their eyes, shifting slightly to open his legs wider. Luckily, Fleur mustâve felt the same just from the touch alone, as her lips found his again, muffling both of their noises, caught in the kiss, somehow even more attractive than the sound itself. A few minutes passed enjoying the sensation, gently grinding forward with his hips, wanting more contact, and then she pressed forward, slipping a finger inside of his wetness, causing his hips to jerk forward, a gasp of pleasure leaving his lips at the sensation. It was better than anything he had known before, and not just because it had been so long since he had been touched. She knew exactly what he needed, as if their connection made it all possible. âShite, I love you so bloody much, Fleur,â he breathed, as she picked up the pace, feeling the heat building in his stomach already.



















