Cedric spends the night with Damon
[Takes place immediately following this]
Warnings for explicit vampire/wizard homosexual activity.
Damon shot him a smirk. "I promise to make it well worth your time..."
He paused at the door to unlock it and let them inside, not sparing Elena or Bonnie's so much as a glance.
Cedric followed Damon inside. "Oh, I never had any doubts about that." He held his arms out to the sides, his robes shifting. "Do you want to search me for offending items?" Cedric grinned, amazed at his own boldness. "Or should be I searching you?"
Damon smirked as he moved back in close, sliding fingers through Cedric's hair and then down over his neck to the closures of his robes. "Oh, I don't think you'll find anything dangerous on me, anywhere. But, if it'll make you feel better, you can conduct as thorough an investigation as you'd like to."
"Oh, I'm a very thorough sort." Cedric said. "All my teachers say so." He tugged the tail of Damon's shirt from the man's pants, fingertips grazing the smooth skin lightly. "I have to come clean about something - I don't have much of an idea of what I'm doing." Cedric leaned in, kissing Damon just below his ear.
Damon made a sound very like a purr at the brush of Cedric's fingers, and his lips, head tilting to encourage that sort of exploration as he worked to undo the unfamiliar robes. "That's all right," he assured him. "I'm certain it will come as no surprise that I have more than enough experience for both of us."
"You did make a certain impression, yes." Cedric said, sliding his hand up under Damon's shirt. He chuckled as Damon's fingers worked at the fastener of his robes. "I could get that for you, if you want."
Damon moaned softly at the brush of Cedric's hand over his skin, then reluctantly stepped back, just enough to give Cedric room to disrobe. "Well, I do enjoy a good show..." Not that he was going to admit the robes had him a bit bemused. He could get anyone out of anything--but clothes from other dimensions were apparently more complicated.
Cedric started to open his robes, only to find himself laughing. "Oh, now you've put the pressure on. I've not taken it off for an audience." He got the catch open, slipping the robes off. Cedric tugged his shirt off, leaving only his trousers. "I expect you can manage the rest, right?" Damon's attention had Cedric blushing again, his arousal obvious.
"There's a first time for everything, then." Damon looked Cedric over slowly, almost lazy in his perusal, before slipping closer to him once more and reaching to brush his fingers slowly down his chest, brushing over the line of muscle and bone until his fingertips caught in the waistband of Cedric's trousers. "I think I can manage, yes," he murmured with a smirk, leaning in to kiss him once more, an edge of hunger feeding into the kiss.
Cedric leaned into the kiss, his own hands fumbling with Damon's belt. He managed to unfasten it, but then his hands were sliding around Damon's back. The kiss was simply intoxicating, no doubt something else at which Damon was very experienced.
As eager as Damon was, he wasn't intent on rushing the experience, especially knowing it was Cedric's first time. Lovely enough he'd come back to him without any deliberate compulsion to do so, and come back wanting more. It wouldn't do to rush things and inadvertently upset him somehow. He worked Cedric's trousers loose anyway, though, clever fingers managing that task and pushing them down while he deepened the kiss, moaning softly into his mouth.
Cedric's attention was divided between the kiss and a desperate desire to not spend himself immediately like some panting 12-year-old. At some point, when they came up for air, Cedric lifted rather feebly at Damon's shirt. "Let's gets this off - I want to see you."
Damon smirked slightly, a mostly pleased look, and stepped back just enough to tug his black t-shirt off, leaving him just in his black jeans. The whiteness of his skin was a little more evident with more exposed in such contrast, but he'd fed earlier and managed to still look only a mild bit on the other side of human, so long as you ignored his eyes which he couldn't help going nearly black with need and want--no matter that he'd fed before. "I trust I meet with approval so far?"
"Yes, I think that's fair to say." Cedric said, looking and then drifting closer to touch. "You've kept yourself fit, certainly." He moved a hand slowly across Damon's chest, fingertips tracing over the toned lines of muscle and brushing against a nipple. "Do you ... like being touched?" Cedric wasn't sure how different things might be, for a vampire.
"The fit part is, at least, ridiculously easy these days." Damon's breath hitched, though, at the tracing touch of Cedric's fingertips, suppressing a soft, pleased sound at the brush over his nipple. "God, yes," he murmured. "Very much..." Though so few people really did it, really dared, unless he chose to be intimate and even then so many ended up being overwhelmed, they didn't reach out. It was a very nice moment, and he was bent on savoring it, even as he reached to slide fingers over Cedric slowly in turn, learning the lines of his torso with careful touches of cool fingers.
"I've a bit of a sweet tooth." Cedric said, enjoying Damon's touch as he continued his own exploration. "If I'm not careful, I'll surely plump right up." Cedric's father certainly had, though he'd be a fit lad in school, by all accounts." His hand slid over Damon's midsection, pausing shyly above the waist of the man's trousers.
Damon gave him a bit of a smirk. "One of the many benefits of being what I am," he murmured, leaning in to brush his lips along Cedric's jaw, shifting closer to him and his touch until he could feel the heat of his body coming off his skin. He slid his fingers slowly down over Cedric's hip, pushing the remaining fabric out of the way so he could curl them against skin, thumb brushing back and forth in the hollow created by his hipbone.
Cedric put his arms around Damon, his hands sliding down the man's back. Feeling the cool smoothness of Damon's skin, Cedric wondered if his own felt feverish to the vampire. The fact that he seemed to be stuck in a blush probably didn't help matters there. "I'm sure. Your ... stamina ... must be great as well." Such a small bit of space and cloth between Damon's hand and Cedric's now-rampant erection - he imagined those cool fingers closing around him, and it was all Cedric could do not to come just from the thought.
Damon leaned into him a bit more, until their skin was touching again and he shivered a bit at the heat, however paradoxical that seemed. "Very," he agreed. "In all things. We don't really need to sleep, though we do, so long as we're...well fed." But dreams were nice and you had to pass the time some way, so he did find himself whiling away some time sleeping each day. His fingers ghosted lower, over the fabric of Cedric's underwear, before he hooked in the waistband, and proceeded to divest him of those, as well.
Cedric felt a little light-headed, very likely for multiple reasons. "Yes, I can imagine ... that would be important ... " He felt the cool air rather noticeably once his briefs were down. If there had been any question of his interest before, there could be none now - Cedric was absolutely rampant. "I don't think ... my stamina probably isn't ... I don't think I'm going to ... last ... "
Damon smirked a little, reaching to trail one fingertip up the length of his erection, watching his reaction. His lips ghosted up to nip at Cedric's earlobe, voice warm and dark there, "I don't mind. I've all the time in the world to wait for you to be ready again..." The boy was young, after all, and Damon took it as a compliment, he was so hard against him. His fingers curled around him more securely, one cool hand stroking up his length, then down again as Damon's lips slid back down Cedric's neck to nip sharply at his pulse point, threatening to, but not quite yet, sinking in.
Cedric made it through the up stroke, but the combination of the down stroke and the touch of Damon's teeth at his neck was another matter. He clutched at Damon's shoulders, gasping as his hips pushed forward and he came hard over those fingers. "Oh hell ... "
Damon chuckled, not at all cruelly, and teased his fingers over him again, knowing it was slightly cruel as sensitive as he must be, before pulling his hand back and wiping it clean on his discarded t-shirt. He moved back close to tease a kiss over Cedric's lips again, then tugged him slowly to the bed, pushing him down on it. His lips were still curved in a smirk as he divested himself of the rest of his clothes before stretching back out next to Cedric, finally naked, and kissing him again, trailing fingers up and down his chest. "Now, to start again, I think..."
Cedric was grateful to be on the bed, as it felt like he might just melt to the floor without the support. He watched as Damon undressed, his eyes drifting over the vampire's body. "I think it's your turn, now." Cedric's hand slid over Damon's hip, his fingers moving to close lightly around Damon's own cock and slowly stroke along the smooth length. This much, at least, he knew how to do with some confidence.
Damon hissed in a breath in pleasure as Cedric's fingers curled around him. The young man was so warm it was almost heady, and he closed his eyes to savor the sensation as his hips rocked into Cedric's hand. He let out the breath on a moan, fingers sliding over Cedric's skin in an aimless pattern, just to touch him, to pull him closer as he gave himself up to the pleasure of being touched.
Cedric leaned in, his lips finding Damon's neck as his hand continued its slow caress. "Such a beautiful man." Cedric said, his lips brushing over the smooth skin. "You'll have to teach me ... things."
Damon arched his neck, encouraging the exploration of Cedric's lips and trying not to let too many wicked thoughts pile up at the possibilities such a movement brought to mind, especially after the evening he'd had. Instead he rocked into his hand, and smirked, winding fingers in his hair to keep those lips against him. "Believe me, Cedric...it would be my pleasure."
Cedric's lips traced along the column of Damon's neck slowly, feeling Damon's cock swelling in his hand. "Is this for me?" He nuzzled against Damon's neck again, the cool skin welcome against his flushed cheek.
Damon moaned again, feeling the pulse of pleasure growing with each slow beat of his heart. Thinking coherently was getting a little more difficult, lust and bloodlust both mingling despite the fact he'd fed earlier, and he twisted a bit to be able to nuzzle against Cedric's neck in turn, teeth lightly scraping skin. "I should think so, yes."
Cedric's breath rushed out a bit at the touch of those teeth. "Then I guess I should ... " He couldn't bring himself to say it, but Cedric knew too well what sort of thing men enjoyed happening down there. His friends in Hufflepuff certainly talked about it enough. It was tough, breaking contact with Damon's lips, but Cedric wanted to make things good for his friend. He slid down a bit, looking at Damon's cock for a few moments before leaning in and licking slowly at the tip.
Whatever he'd expected, it certainly hadn't been that. Not tonight, not when it was so clearly Cedric's first time. But Damon was hardly going to discourage him. Instead, he moaned, arching a bit off the bed, trying to restrain too much eagerness, to keep it from sliding too easily into a demand the boy wasn't ready to answer. Pleasure shuddered over his skin, and he wound his fingers through Cedric's hair, stroking over him encouragingly.
Cedric was pleased at Damon's reaction, and though he could only manage to take a small portion of the vampire's cock into his mouth, he did that much eagerly. His hands stroked over Damon's thighs, Cedric moaning as his own cock rubbed against the smoothness of the sheet..
Damon's other hand fisted in the sheets, fingers of the other still stroking through Cedric's hair. His normally cool skin felt flushed with fever and need, pleasure running through him at each movement of Cedric's mouth, each brush of his hands. He moaned his name at the reverberation of sound vibrated over his skin, hips arching again as he felt himself rocketing fast toward the precipice from the sheer unexpectedness of the moment.
Cedric moved more rapidly up and down Damon's cock, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he could. He'd likely be embarrassed later, but for now it was too exciting.
At his age, Damon had learned to master a great deal of control, but there was something to be said for relinquishing it, for giving in to the sensations rising through him. He let them take him, now, eyes falling closed again, blocking out the admittedly delicious sight of Cedric's mouth on his cock, as pleasure swelled. He gave a soft, warning sound, and then his climax hit him, his body trembling as he came.
Cedric coughed a bit at the abrupt rush, pulling off and stroking Damon through his orgasm with a hand. There was a definite thrill to giving his friend such pleasure, and Cedric enjoyed watching Damon's face as he rode through it.
When the first rush of pleasure ended, Damon felt himself still trembling a bit, the warmth of the afterglow competing against the chill that never went away. He basked for a moment, then opened his eyes to smile at Cedric lazily. "That was quite the surprise..."
"For me, too." Cedric admitted, shifting back up to lie next to Damon. "I hope I did ok, I've never done that before."
Damon reached out to brush fingers through Cedric's tousled hair, and down over his cheek. "You did brilliantly."
"Thanks." Cedric said, smiling. "You've made me feel so good, I wanted to return the favor." He arched into Damon's touch, exposing his neck. "Is there anything else I can offer?"
Damon's gaze fastened on Cedric's neck, eyes darkening a little as he could see the vein pulsing under his skin. He leaned in, ghosting his lips over his skin with a bit of a moan. "Oh, so many things..."
Cedric traced along Damon's own neck with a fingertip. "I've got plenty of time."
Warnings for explicit vampire/wizard homosexual activity.
Damon shot him a smirk. "I promise to make it well worth your time..."
He paused at the door to unlock it and let them inside, not sparing Elena or Bonnie's so much as a glance.
Cedric followed Damon inside. "Oh, I never had any doubts about that." He held his arms out to the sides, his robes shifting. "Do you want to search me for offending items?" Cedric grinned, amazed at his own boldness. "Or should be I searching you?"
Damon smirked as he moved back in close, sliding fingers through Cedric's hair and then down over his neck to the closures of his robes. "Oh, I don't think you'll find anything dangerous on me, anywhere. But, if it'll make you feel better, you can conduct as thorough an investigation as you'd like to."
"Oh, I'm a very thorough sort." Cedric said. "All my teachers say so." He tugged the tail of Damon's shirt from the man's pants, fingertips grazing the smooth skin lightly. "I have to come clean about something - I don't have much of an idea of what I'm doing." Cedric leaned in, kissing Damon just below his ear.
Damon made a sound very like a purr at the brush of Cedric's fingers, and his lips, head tilting to encourage that sort of exploration as he worked to undo the unfamiliar robes. "That's all right," he assured him. "I'm certain it will come as no surprise that I have more than enough experience for both of us."
"You did make a certain impression, yes." Cedric said, sliding his hand up under Damon's shirt. He chuckled as Damon's fingers worked at the fastener of his robes. "I could get that for you, if you want."
Damon moaned softly at the brush of Cedric's hand over his skin, then reluctantly stepped back, just enough to give Cedric room to disrobe. "Well, I do enjoy a good show..." Not that he was going to admit the robes had him a bit bemused. He could get anyone out of anything--but clothes from other dimensions were apparently more complicated.
Cedric started to open his robes, only to find himself laughing. "Oh, now you've put the pressure on. I've not taken it off for an audience." He got the catch open, slipping the robes off. Cedric tugged his shirt off, leaving only his trousers. "I expect you can manage the rest, right?" Damon's attention had Cedric blushing again, his arousal obvious.
"There's a first time for everything, then." Damon looked Cedric over slowly, almost lazy in his perusal, before slipping closer to him once more and reaching to brush his fingers slowly down his chest, brushing over the line of muscle and bone until his fingertips caught in the waistband of Cedric's trousers. "I think I can manage, yes," he murmured with a smirk, leaning in to kiss him once more, an edge of hunger feeding into the kiss.
Cedric leaned into the kiss, his own hands fumbling with Damon's belt. He managed to unfasten it, but then his hands were sliding around Damon's back. The kiss was simply intoxicating, no doubt something else at which Damon was very experienced.
As eager as Damon was, he wasn't intent on rushing the experience, especially knowing it was Cedric's first time. Lovely enough he'd come back to him without any deliberate compulsion to do so, and come back wanting more. It wouldn't do to rush things and inadvertently upset him somehow. He worked Cedric's trousers loose anyway, though, clever fingers managing that task and pushing them down while he deepened the kiss, moaning softly into his mouth.
Cedric's attention was divided between the kiss and a desperate desire to not spend himself immediately like some panting 12-year-old. At some point, when they came up for air, Cedric lifted rather feebly at Damon's shirt. "Let's gets this off - I want to see you."
Damon smirked slightly, a mostly pleased look, and stepped back just enough to tug his black t-shirt off, leaving him just in his black jeans. The whiteness of his skin was a little more evident with more exposed in such contrast, but he'd fed earlier and managed to still look only a mild bit on the other side of human, so long as you ignored his eyes which he couldn't help going nearly black with need and want--no matter that he'd fed before. "I trust I meet with approval so far?"
"Yes, I think that's fair to say." Cedric said, looking and then drifting closer to touch. "You've kept yourself fit, certainly." He moved a hand slowly across Damon's chest, fingertips tracing over the toned lines of muscle and brushing against a nipple. "Do you ... like being touched?" Cedric wasn't sure how different things might be, for a vampire.
"The fit part is, at least, ridiculously easy these days." Damon's breath hitched, though, at the tracing touch of Cedric's fingertips, suppressing a soft, pleased sound at the brush over his nipple. "God, yes," he murmured. "Very much..." Though so few people really did it, really dared, unless he chose to be intimate and even then so many ended up being overwhelmed, they didn't reach out. It was a very nice moment, and he was bent on savoring it, even as he reached to slide fingers over Cedric slowly in turn, learning the lines of his torso with careful touches of cool fingers.
"I've a bit of a sweet tooth." Cedric said, enjoying Damon's touch as he continued his own exploration. "If I'm not careful, I'll surely plump right up." Cedric's father certainly had, though he'd be a fit lad in school, by all accounts." His hand slid over Damon's midsection, pausing shyly above the waist of the man's trousers.
Damon gave him a bit of a smirk. "One of the many benefits of being what I am," he murmured, leaning in to brush his lips along Cedric's jaw, shifting closer to him and his touch until he could feel the heat of his body coming off his skin. He slid his fingers slowly down over Cedric's hip, pushing the remaining fabric out of the way so he could curl them against skin, thumb brushing back and forth in the hollow created by his hipbone.
Cedric put his arms around Damon, his hands sliding down the man's back. Feeling the cool smoothness of Damon's skin, Cedric wondered if his own felt feverish to the vampire. The fact that he seemed to be stuck in a blush probably didn't help matters there. "I'm sure. Your ... stamina ... must be great as well." Such a small bit of space and cloth between Damon's hand and Cedric's now-rampant erection - he imagined those cool fingers closing around him, and it was all Cedric could do not to come just from the thought.
Damon leaned into him a bit more, until their skin was touching again and he shivered a bit at the heat, however paradoxical that seemed. "Very," he agreed. "In all things. We don't really need to sleep, though we do, so long as we're...well fed." But dreams were nice and you had to pass the time some way, so he did find himself whiling away some time sleeping each day. His fingers ghosted lower, over the fabric of Cedric's underwear, before he hooked in the waistband, and proceeded to divest him of those, as well.
Cedric felt a little light-headed, very likely for multiple reasons. "Yes, I can imagine ... that would be important ... " He felt the cool air rather noticeably once his briefs were down. If there had been any question of his interest before, there could be none now - Cedric was absolutely rampant. "I don't think ... my stamina probably isn't ... I don't think I'm going to ... last ... "
Damon smirked a little, reaching to trail one fingertip up the length of his erection, watching his reaction. His lips ghosted up to nip at Cedric's earlobe, voice warm and dark there, "I don't mind. I've all the time in the world to wait for you to be ready again..." The boy was young, after all, and Damon took it as a compliment, he was so hard against him. His fingers curled around him more securely, one cool hand stroking up his length, then down again as Damon's lips slid back down Cedric's neck to nip sharply at his pulse point, threatening to, but not quite yet, sinking in.
Cedric made it through the up stroke, but the combination of the down stroke and the touch of Damon's teeth at his neck was another matter. He clutched at Damon's shoulders, gasping as his hips pushed forward and he came hard over those fingers. "Oh hell ... "
Damon chuckled, not at all cruelly, and teased his fingers over him again, knowing it was slightly cruel as sensitive as he must be, before pulling his hand back and wiping it clean on his discarded t-shirt. He moved back close to tease a kiss over Cedric's lips again, then tugged him slowly to the bed, pushing him down on it. His lips were still curved in a smirk as he divested himself of the rest of his clothes before stretching back out next to Cedric, finally naked, and kissing him again, trailing fingers up and down his chest. "Now, to start again, I think..."
Cedric was grateful to be on the bed, as it felt like he might just melt to the floor without the support. He watched as Damon undressed, his eyes drifting over the vampire's body. "I think it's your turn, now." Cedric's hand slid over Damon's hip, his fingers moving to close lightly around Damon's own cock and slowly stroke along the smooth length. This much, at least, he knew how to do with some confidence.
Damon hissed in a breath in pleasure as Cedric's fingers curled around him. The young man was so warm it was almost heady, and he closed his eyes to savor the sensation as his hips rocked into Cedric's hand. He let out the breath on a moan, fingers sliding over Cedric's skin in an aimless pattern, just to touch him, to pull him closer as he gave himself up to the pleasure of being touched.
Cedric leaned in, his lips finding Damon's neck as his hand continued its slow caress. "Such a beautiful man." Cedric said, his lips brushing over the smooth skin. "You'll have to teach me ... things."
Damon arched his neck, encouraging the exploration of Cedric's lips and trying not to let too many wicked thoughts pile up at the possibilities such a movement brought to mind, especially after the evening he'd had. Instead he rocked into his hand, and smirked, winding fingers in his hair to keep those lips against him. "Believe me, Cedric...it would be my pleasure."
Cedric's lips traced along the column of Damon's neck slowly, feeling Damon's cock swelling in his hand. "Is this for me?" He nuzzled against Damon's neck again, the cool skin welcome against his flushed cheek.
Damon moaned again, feeling the pulse of pleasure growing with each slow beat of his heart. Thinking coherently was getting a little more difficult, lust and bloodlust both mingling despite the fact he'd fed earlier, and he twisted a bit to be able to nuzzle against Cedric's neck in turn, teeth lightly scraping skin. "I should think so, yes."
Cedric's breath rushed out a bit at the touch of those teeth. "Then I guess I should ... " He couldn't bring himself to say it, but Cedric knew too well what sort of thing men enjoyed happening down there. His friends in Hufflepuff certainly talked about it enough. It was tough, breaking contact with Damon's lips, but Cedric wanted to make things good for his friend. He slid down a bit, looking at Damon's cock for a few moments before leaning in and licking slowly at the tip.
Whatever he'd expected, it certainly hadn't been that. Not tonight, not when it was so clearly Cedric's first time. But Damon was hardly going to discourage him. Instead, he moaned, arching a bit off the bed, trying to restrain too much eagerness, to keep it from sliding too easily into a demand the boy wasn't ready to answer. Pleasure shuddered over his skin, and he wound his fingers through Cedric's hair, stroking over him encouragingly.
Cedric was pleased at Damon's reaction, and though he could only manage to take a small portion of the vampire's cock into his mouth, he did that much eagerly. His hands stroked over Damon's thighs, Cedric moaning as his own cock rubbed against the smoothness of the sheet..
Damon's other hand fisted in the sheets, fingers of the other still stroking through Cedric's hair. His normally cool skin felt flushed with fever and need, pleasure running through him at each movement of Cedric's mouth, each brush of his hands. He moaned his name at the reverberation of sound vibrated over his skin, hips arching again as he felt himself rocketing fast toward the precipice from the sheer unexpectedness of the moment.
Cedric moved more rapidly up and down Damon's cock, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he could. He'd likely be embarrassed later, but for now it was too exciting.
At his age, Damon had learned to master a great deal of control, but there was something to be said for relinquishing it, for giving in to the sensations rising through him. He let them take him, now, eyes falling closed again, blocking out the admittedly delicious sight of Cedric's mouth on his cock, as pleasure swelled. He gave a soft, warning sound, and then his climax hit him, his body trembling as he came.
Cedric coughed a bit at the abrupt rush, pulling off and stroking Damon through his orgasm with a hand. There was a definite thrill to giving his friend such pleasure, and Cedric enjoyed watching Damon's face as he rode through it.
When the first rush of pleasure ended, Damon felt himself still trembling a bit, the warmth of the afterglow competing against the chill that never went away. He basked for a moment, then opened his eyes to smile at Cedric lazily. "That was quite the surprise..."
"For me, too." Cedric admitted, shifting back up to lie next to Damon. "I hope I did ok, I've never done that before."
Damon reached out to brush fingers through Cedric's tousled hair, and down over his cheek. "You did brilliantly."
"Thanks." Cedric said, smiling. "You've made me feel so good, I wanted to return the favor." He arched into Damon's touch, exposing his neck. "Is there anything else I can offer?"
Damon's gaze fastened on Cedric's neck, eyes darkening a little as he could see the vein pulsing under his skin. He leaned in, ghosting his lips over his skin with a bit of a moan. "Oh, so many things..."
Cedric traced along Damon's own neck with a fingertip. "I've got plenty of time."