Fic: Under the Moon and Stars
Challenge: Krum is rapes/molested by Karkaroff, one of the other champions comforts him (Not the exact wording, but close enough)
Title: Under the moon and stars
Author: FAKE (xremusxgalx)
Beta: betaed myself, as I ran out of time...
Summary: It is a romantic night, but not everyone see's it that way.
Warning: Rape/Non-con/H&C/Train of thought
Word Count: 1689
Rating: NC17
Notes: Um... Very late, I know... I had my dissertation due in on the 30th wich was 40% of my total mark for this year of my degree, and R/L has been really bad of late, so I just had no time. But better late than never, yes? So I offer up my challenge to you!
It's the first time I've tried to write Train of Thought, so comments on how that worked, as well as comments on the whole, are greatly appreciated.
I don't own these charactors, JKR does, however I did write this story.
KarKaroffs Story
The ship creaks as I pace the rusty boards. I have one task to complete tonight, and that is to complete the training of Victor Krum. The moon shines ghostly flecks of light upon the water and the ghosts of the ghosts climb the sides of the ship and flicker over the wall of my Stars cabin.
He has such a future before him, greatness is in his bones, and I intend to ensure that he will keep it.
His cabin door creaks as I enter, and I fear he may catch me, stop me from completing my goal like he has so many times before. But tonight I won’t be deterred, tonight all shall go as planned and I shall get my prize for my patience. He is asleep, well he will wake soon to pleasant administrations, even if he does not realise this at first. With muttered words I shall tie him up, prevent his escaping or harming me. The white ropes are so pretty in the incandescent light from the moon and stars as they fix themselves about him. To prevent distraction I also cast Silencio on his strong features. Features I am always so proud to look upon, as they are mine, and mine alone.
I stand above him for a moment, seeing him stir, and I know I had better get a move on, for he is waking up. In a flustered rush I strip him of his underpants, freeing one leg at a time until they lie crumpled on the floor with his insubstantial covers. He is bare to me, as he should be, and I go to work.
As I stroke him, caressing him with loving care, he wakes fully, his mouth opening and gasping, eyes wide at the pleasure, I can see it on his face, and I slip a finger inside of him while I continue to massage him, preparing my way. I need no preparation aside from a little lubrication, I’ve been hard since I made my plan to come here tonight, and I need my release. I can feel it pounding inside of me.
Two fingers and then I can take the waiting no longer; I raise myself onto his bed, a hammock swinging lazily in the small ripples, and I see him shaking his head, as if he can’t believe his luck. I lube up with a controlled effort using a little magic, and slip inside of him, grunting in the immediate pleasure and release I gain just from the act of thrusting into such a sacred space, I am privileged to be here, now, doing this with him, his first.
For so long I have hungered for this, and I cant help but moan out loud as I come in him, and bring him to climax with me, rubbing gently until the last spasms are done and all is over. I kiss his cheek and dismount, leaving him there, shivering in the aftermath of the pleasure I have provided.
Time passes swiftly in the after glow, and I am sat with a hot cocoa in my temporary office when I hear the splash. Krum is leaving the boat, fleeing to the castle of that soft touch, Dumbledore. Let him flee, his is mine now. Nothing will come of his flight.
Diggories Story
The night was warm and pleasant, and the stars shone brightly from the heavy velvet of the night sky. I had just left the library and was making my way back to the common room, taking care to avoid the roaming members of staff who prowled the corridors. My status of prefect offered me some protection, but there were individuals who wouldn’t care about that.
The steps from the hard soles of my shoes echoed around the empty entrance hall, reverberating like gossiping whispers. I longed to be back by the flickering warmth of the fire with my friends, not running this gauntlet where I had to be constantly on the look out for Snape.
I turned to head down the corridor past the kitchen and stopped, turning in a swift motion, as the outside door burst open, its hinges squealing in protest. Viktor Krum stood shivering in the doorway, wrapped only in a blanket and looking for the entire world like the guards of Azkaban were at his heals.
I moved to meet him as he stumbled over the threshold of the castle, my wand out, and managed to catch the words he was murmuring.
“Sanctuary… Sanctuary…”
“Viktor! What’s happened?!”
My voice was urgent, as I feared from his violent trembling that there was an attack, and I prepared myself to rouse the castle.
“Karkaroff…”
I blinked in surprise, had something happened to their headmaster?
“Karkaroff? Viktor, what do you mean?”
His hands, already clenching tight to me, gripped even harder.
“He… Took me… It was… Bad…”
His was gasping the words between breaths, but I understood him and what he meant. I swung and arm over his shoulder and began to lead him through the castle back towards the tower, keeping a sharp look out for any staff members. Once we arrived I gave the password and stepped inside, taking Krum with me.
“Here, stay here tonight, and we can decide what we want to do in the morning. Don’t worry, he wont get away with this.”
I made to leave but he caught me by the sleeve. I turned back to him with questioning brown eyes.
“I don’t want to be alone, please?”
“Well… Stay in my room then, our beds are big enough, if you don’t mind sharing with me.”
“That would be good, thank you.”
The relief washed over his face, and we headed off upstairs together.
I hadn’t meant to hug him when we were preparing for bed, but I did anyway. I doubt I’ll ever know why I did that. But he nestled back wards into me. That was fine, but things began to escalate out of hand when we began to drop off. I must have been dreaming, I guess, but I began to nuzzle his neck. When I realised what I was doing I pulled back hastily, breathing heavily, shocked at myself. Yet Krum didn’t seem to mind. In fact he turned and kissed me. The only explanation could be seeking comfort, so I kissed him back anyway, and soon we had tumbled over and become tangled in the sheets as we pressed together, dry humping in our excitement. I didn’t push him, at all, and it was Krum that began to seriously rub me, causing me to gasp and groan. His face was blank, but somehow I knew he was enjoying it, letting the good begin to heal the bad, and I wasn’t adverse to it so long as it was he leading the dance. In fact, I quite liked it.
“Let me take you…”
His voice was rough and quiet, but I heard him and slipped out of my boxers, letting him probe me with his fingers, both of us forgetting that we had girlfriends for the moment, forgetting they existed for this one night. He moved fast, stretching me just enough before he slipped inside of me and began to thrust from under me. I rose upright and helped to settle the pace, riding him with my own erection hitting the firm muscles of his belly. Two boys filled with lust weren’t going to last long, but the explosion was fantastic, and I gasped hard as I came, and even he broke his fixed features to gasp in pleasure and to let his eyes roll back.
We slept then, after cleaning up a little, exhausted by the sex, and Viktor even more exhausted by the trauma he had received. When we woke the next day I tried to persuade him to tell some one, but he refused, mealy thanking me for my help.
“I will be fine, he won’t do it again. I know ways to avoid him.”
But he still sat with me at breakfast, and trembled with his thigh against mine when Karkaroff entered, grinning smugly. I wanted to wipe the grin from his smug face.
Krum’s Story
Ghosts, ghosts in the water
Creaking doors…
My door, Open? Should be closed…
A shadow, a shadow upon the wall! No, Viktor, don’t panic.
It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine… ARGH!
It’s not fine, he’s here, he has me!
No no no no no no no no NO!
Scream, Scream and some one will come!
NO! Don’t touch me… let me go…
ARGH!
Why dopes no one answer? Cant they…
Silencio, he’s cast it!
Above me, oh my god, he’s going to rape me! No!
He won’t stop…
It hurts, it hurts so much.
No, Viktor, don’t cry, don’t cry. Don’t Cum, Don’t Cry.
Breathe, just breathe. Breathe… in, out, in, out…
That’s it… Keep breathing…
Over, it’s over. Now clean yourself up, and lets go, get out of here or he’ll be back.
Take the blanket, wrap up in it.
Underwear, idiot.
The boats… Get to the boats, then to the castle.
Come on… Come on…
So far away, sanctuary so far away…
Sanctuary… Sanctuary… Sanctuary…
Sanctuary… Diggory?
Help me, yes, Karkaroff… It was he. Fiend, he’s a fiend.
I’ll stay with you. Don’t leave me; I’ll stay with you…
No! Don’t leave me! I’m coming with you, let me stay with you.
Arms… their touch is soothing. Yes, be close, keep the daemons away. Soft… Heal me.
Yes, heal me; let your touches heal me. May I take you? Soft and gentile, tell me its not all bad. Yes! Let this happen, let this be real.
Let the rest be a dream, and this be real. Yes.
Clean up and sleep. I can’t tell anyone what happened, but I can prepare and defend, I can escape and not let him near again. Sleep, oblivion…
Where? Diggory? Yes… Oh, I remember.
Steady Viktor, no tears, no sickness. Be strong now, you are better than he is, stronger. You can hold out…
One shudder when you see him won’t hurt…
Title: Under the moon and stars
Author: FAKE (xremusxgalx)
Beta: betaed myself, as I ran out of time...
Summary: It is a romantic night, but not everyone see's it that way.
Warning: Rape/Non-con/H&C/Train of thought
Word Count: 1689
Rating: NC17
Notes: Um... Very late, I know... I had my dissertation due in on the 30th wich was 40% of my total mark for this year of my degree, and R/L has been really bad of late, so I just had no time. But better late than never, yes? So I offer up my challenge to you!
It's the first time I've tried to write Train of Thought, so comments on how that worked, as well as comments on the whole, are greatly appreciated.
I don't own these charactors, JKR does, however I did write this story.
KarKaroffs Story
The ship creaks as I pace the rusty boards. I have one task to complete tonight, and that is to complete the training of Victor Krum. The moon shines ghostly flecks of light upon the water and the ghosts of the ghosts climb the sides of the ship and flicker over the wall of my Stars cabin.
He has such a future before him, greatness is in his bones, and I intend to ensure that he will keep it.
His cabin door creaks as I enter, and I fear he may catch me, stop me from completing my goal like he has so many times before. But tonight I won’t be deterred, tonight all shall go as planned and I shall get my prize for my patience. He is asleep, well he will wake soon to pleasant administrations, even if he does not realise this at first. With muttered words I shall tie him up, prevent his escaping or harming me. The white ropes are so pretty in the incandescent light from the moon and stars as they fix themselves about him. To prevent distraction I also cast Silencio on his strong features. Features I am always so proud to look upon, as they are mine, and mine alone.
I stand above him for a moment, seeing him stir, and I know I had better get a move on, for he is waking up. In a flustered rush I strip him of his underpants, freeing one leg at a time until they lie crumpled on the floor with his insubstantial covers. He is bare to me, as he should be, and I go to work.
As I stroke him, caressing him with loving care, he wakes fully, his mouth opening and gasping, eyes wide at the pleasure, I can see it on his face, and I slip a finger inside of him while I continue to massage him, preparing my way. I need no preparation aside from a little lubrication, I’ve been hard since I made my plan to come here tonight, and I need my release. I can feel it pounding inside of me.
Two fingers and then I can take the waiting no longer; I raise myself onto his bed, a hammock swinging lazily in the small ripples, and I see him shaking his head, as if he can’t believe his luck. I lube up with a controlled effort using a little magic, and slip inside of him, grunting in the immediate pleasure and release I gain just from the act of thrusting into such a sacred space, I am privileged to be here, now, doing this with him, his first.
For so long I have hungered for this, and I cant help but moan out loud as I come in him, and bring him to climax with me, rubbing gently until the last spasms are done and all is over. I kiss his cheek and dismount, leaving him there, shivering in the aftermath of the pleasure I have provided.
Time passes swiftly in the after glow, and I am sat with a hot cocoa in my temporary office when I hear the splash. Krum is leaving the boat, fleeing to the castle of that soft touch, Dumbledore. Let him flee, his is mine now. Nothing will come of his flight.
Diggories Story
The night was warm and pleasant, and the stars shone brightly from the heavy velvet of the night sky. I had just left the library and was making my way back to the common room, taking care to avoid the roaming members of staff who prowled the corridors. My status of prefect offered me some protection, but there were individuals who wouldn’t care about that.
The steps from the hard soles of my shoes echoed around the empty entrance hall, reverberating like gossiping whispers. I longed to be back by the flickering warmth of the fire with my friends, not running this gauntlet where I had to be constantly on the look out for Snape.
I turned to head down the corridor past the kitchen and stopped, turning in a swift motion, as the outside door burst open, its hinges squealing in protest. Viktor Krum stood shivering in the doorway, wrapped only in a blanket and looking for the entire world like the guards of Azkaban were at his heals.
I moved to meet him as he stumbled over the threshold of the castle, my wand out, and managed to catch the words he was murmuring.
“Sanctuary… Sanctuary…”
“Viktor! What’s happened?!”
My voice was urgent, as I feared from his violent trembling that there was an attack, and I prepared myself to rouse the castle.
“Karkaroff…”
I blinked in surprise, had something happened to their headmaster?
“Karkaroff? Viktor, what do you mean?”
His hands, already clenching tight to me, gripped even harder.
“He… Took me… It was… Bad…”
His was gasping the words between breaths, but I understood him and what he meant. I swung and arm over his shoulder and began to lead him through the castle back towards the tower, keeping a sharp look out for any staff members. Once we arrived I gave the password and stepped inside, taking Krum with me.
“Here, stay here tonight, and we can decide what we want to do in the morning. Don’t worry, he wont get away with this.”
I made to leave but he caught me by the sleeve. I turned back to him with questioning brown eyes.
“I don’t want to be alone, please?”
“Well… Stay in my room then, our beds are big enough, if you don’t mind sharing with me.”
“That would be good, thank you.”
The relief washed over his face, and we headed off upstairs together.
I hadn’t meant to hug him when we were preparing for bed, but I did anyway. I doubt I’ll ever know why I did that. But he nestled back wards into me. That was fine, but things began to escalate out of hand when we began to drop off. I must have been dreaming, I guess, but I began to nuzzle his neck. When I realised what I was doing I pulled back hastily, breathing heavily, shocked at myself. Yet Krum didn’t seem to mind. In fact he turned and kissed me. The only explanation could be seeking comfort, so I kissed him back anyway, and soon we had tumbled over and become tangled in the sheets as we pressed together, dry humping in our excitement. I didn’t push him, at all, and it was Krum that began to seriously rub me, causing me to gasp and groan. His face was blank, but somehow I knew he was enjoying it, letting the good begin to heal the bad, and I wasn’t adverse to it so long as it was he leading the dance. In fact, I quite liked it.
“Let me take you…”
His voice was rough and quiet, but I heard him and slipped out of my boxers, letting him probe me with his fingers, both of us forgetting that we had girlfriends for the moment, forgetting they existed for this one night. He moved fast, stretching me just enough before he slipped inside of me and began to thrust from under me. I rose upright and helped to settle the pace, riding him with my own erection hitting the firm muscles of his belly. Two boys filled with lust weren’t going to last long, but the explosion was fantastic, and I gasped hard as I came, and even he broke his fixed features to gasp in pleasure and to let his eyes roll back.
We slept then, after cleaning up a little, exhausted by the sex, and Viktor even more exhausted by the trauma he had received. When we woke the next day I tried to persuade him to tell some one, but he refused, mealy thanking me for my help.
“I will be fine, he won’t do it again. I know ways to avoid him.”
But he still sat with me at breakfast, and trembled with his thigh against mine when Karkaroff entered, grinning smugly. I wanted to wipe the grin from his smug face.
Krum’s Story
Ghosts, ghosts in the water
Creaking doors…
My door, Open? Should be closed…
A shadow, a shadow upon the wall! No, Viktor, don’t panic.
It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine… ARGH!
It’s not fine, he’s here, he has me!
No no no no no no no no NO!
Scream, Scream and some one will come!
NO! Don’t touch me… let me go…
ARGH!
Why dopes no one answer? Cant they…
Silencio, he’s cast it!
Above me, oh my god, he’s going to rape me! No!
He won’t stop…
It hurts, it hurts so much.
No, Viktor, don’t cry, don’t cry. Don’t Cum, Don’t Cry.
Breathe, just breathe. Breathe… in, out, in, out…
That’s it… Keep breathing…
Over, it’s over. Now clean yourself up, and lets go, get out of here or he’ll be back.
Take the blanket, wrap up in it.
Underwear, idiot.
The boats… Get to the boats, then to the castle.
Come on… Come on…
So far away, sanctuary so far away…
Sanctuary… Sanctuary… Sanctuary…
Sanctuary… Diggory?
Help me, yes, Karkaroff… It was he. Fiend, he’s a fiend.
I’ll stay with you. Don’t leave me; I’ll stay with you…
No! Don’t leave me! I’m coming with you, let me stay with you.
Arms… their touch is soothing. Yes, be close, keep the daemons away. Soft… Heal me.
Yes, heal me; let your touches heal me. May I take you? Soft and gentile, tell me its not all bad. Yes! Let this happen, let this be real.
Let the rest be a dream, and this be real. Yes.
Clean up and sleep. I can’t tell anyone what happened, but I can prepare and defend, I can escape and not let him near again. Sleep, oblivion…
Where? Diggory? Yes… Oh, I remember.
Steady Viktor, no tears, no sickness. Be strong now, you are better than he is, stronger. You can hold out…
One shudder when you see him won’t hurt…