@withinycu ( viktor and sasha )

he had been getting changed and had his shirt off when sasha found him, something that viktor was alright with since it wasn't the first time they were seen without some form of clothing on. but then an innocent moment turned into something more and the two men began sharing kisses that grew more heated until viktor had sasha on his bed where the humanoid was straddling the man with lust in his eyes. "let me take care of you." he said, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the other man's lips while his hand began to wander over the other's chest.

Quidditch was Oliver’s passion. It had been since he was a little ten year old, helping his parents out at the sporting goods store, storing up helpful knowledge in his little mind that would only assist him further down the line. He’d read almost every book on Quidditch that he could get his hands on, and he had long ago lost count of the amount of hours that he’d spent training both off and on a pitch. Oliver’s confidence in himself and his own skill, along with the knowledge that he had shown his strength as a captain rarely wavered. Oliver knew himself, and a few bad games wouldn’t shake that.

But being on a pitch with an international Quidditch star who clearly thought he was better than Ollie might. At first it hadn’t shaken him too much, but Oliver had watched as Krum kept disappearing into rooms with the coaches alone and seemed to leave with a thunderous expression. He had noticed that Krum barely wanted to speak a word to him during practice, and that they had stopped heeding Ollie’s instructions. At first Oliver was happy to ignore it - but now he’d noticed that some of the team were taking Krum’s lead, and that wasn’t okay.

Hanging back in the changing room post training, Oliver waited for the place to clear out until it was just himself and Krum. “Krum, mate,” Oliver stepped in front of the door, preventing any escape. “I feel like me and you need to have a discussion. Are you free to discuss now, or are you too busy for me again?”

A pesar de que Viktor Karkarov disfrutaba de este tipo de eventos, sin embargo, la presencia de mestizos y sangre sucia en ese tipo de eventos le parecía demasiado, suficiente tenía con que Jasper se mezclara con esa gente. Había perdido de vista a Amelie hace un rato pero sabía que ella se las podía arreglar sin él, en camino a la puerta escuchó que alguien le hablaba  “¿Necesitas algo? Voy de salida”.

the last person viktor expected to see here in his home was the same medic whom he met that day when he was injured. he told her his name at the time and he knew who she was, but he didn't tell her the fact that he was the president's son. he didn't want her to see him a certain way like everyone else did when realizing who he was.

so to see her here, viktor was briefly unsure if he should approach her because it would surely look strange to her if she saw him here. before he could decide what to do, she noticed him and viktor let out a sigh before approaching her with a look of interest in his features. "ophelia, hello. what brings you here?"

he could sense the presence before he saw it, and the fact that this was a villager interested viktor. it wasn't often they came here unless they were summoned as far as the young humanoid knew, at least. he wanted to see what was going on this time, so he wandered inside from the grounds to see a young man who was being led into the throne room by two guards.

"what is happening here?" he asked, bringing the attention of the guards to him who explained why the man was here whom viktor glanced at briefly before looking back at the guards. he was attractive in a rugged sort of way and it was something that he tried not to think too much about when this was not the time for such things. "my father is preoccupied right now. i will personally handle any concerns he may have."