Thou Who Captured My Heart
Title: Thou Who Captured My Heart
Author: countess_hp
Beta: hambares
Character/Pairing: Charlie Weasley/Oliver Wood
Word Count: 1000
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: List 2, #1- navigation
Summary: Sex is sex to Charlie, until a curten boy comes along.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, damn.
Warning(s): Sex, Chan(12), Oral
The first time he rode a broom was heaven. The first time he rode a broom with Oliver was hell. The young lithe body pressed against Charlie as if he thought he would fall. Charlie put his arm around Oliver’s waist but itching to go lower. The second time was not much better, he had to cut practice early to wank. His undoing was when Oliver said he would do anything to get better. He knew it was wrong, but a twelve year old didn’t know better.
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It started slow and gentle, with kisses and soft touches. The younger boy quickly became flustered and embarrassed, exciting Charlie more. Soon they moved on from kissing and touching; Charlie asked if he would touch him lower. At first Oliver shook his head, embarrassed, but after Charlie showed him how to touch, it seemed ok. Charlie returned the favor. All too soon it was not enough. Charlie wanted more. That was the night everything changed.
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“Oliver,” he said, calling the young boy over.
“Yes, Charlie?” The innocent eyes looked up at him.
“You are going to go into one of the showers and wait for me,” Charlie winked, making the younger boy blush. Oliver did as he was told and ran to one of the shower stalls, undressing and stepping inside. A moment later everyone was gone and Charlie entered. He was fully erect and dripping.
“Oly, remember when I said I wanted something more?”
The younger boy nodded, “Yes.”
“I want you to put your mouth on me, on my cock,” he said, smiling. Oliver blinked, and then a red blush stained his cheeks.
“But that is dirty.”
“No, no it is not. It is something that people do to each other when they love the other person. I will do that to you too,” Oliver looked down at Charlie’s erection.
“But pee comes out of there.”
“And something else. It’s really good.” Oliver still didn’t look convinced and Charlie was about two steps away from forcing him. No, he would never do that. “You love me, don’t you?” Oliver nodded. “Come here,” Charlie pulled the boy over. He took the boy’s hand and placed it on his cock, helping him stroke. Oliver knew this much and took over, sliding his hand over Charlie’s prick. “Now get on your knees.” Oliver did as he was told and came face to face with the large erection. “Take a lick, it doesn’t bite,” he chuckled and Oliver turned red again.
Oliver leaned up licking the tip. The liquid was salty and a bit bitter, but not distasteful. He took another lick and another and another. Charlie was moaning above him.
“Take me into your mouth, just the head.” Oliver did, hoping he was doing this right. “Ah, watch your teeth. Ah yes, like that, now suck,” Oliver did, eliciting a loud moan from the redhead. “Take a bit more, oh good boy, good boy,” Charlie chanted. “Suck and sorta bob your head, letting me slide out of your mouth, but don’t let go of me.” Oliver nodded trying his best, but his jaw was soon hurting. Too soon for the read head, he pulled off.
“My jaw hurts,” he said.
“You had to get use to it, now take me into your mouth again.”
“But my mouth hurts.”
“Yeah and my cock hurts,” Charlie sighed leaning against the wall. “Please, Oliver I need your mouth.” Oliver looked at him with a sad look. Charlie couldn’t take the look. He knelt down pulling the younger boy on to his lap, his cock rubbing against Oliver’s bottom. “Put your legs around me.” Oliver wondered why they were in this position. Charlie Accioed some broom oil, it would do for now. “Now bear down with me,” he said, slicking his fingers up. He pushed one through the virgin muscle.
Oliver’s eyes went wide.
“No, no, stop, it hurts,” he said, trying to push it out.
“Shh,” Charlie whispered then leaned into kiss him. He pushed the finger deeper before pulling back then pushing in again. Oliver was so tight and hot he just wanted to dive in right now. Reigning back his libido, he pushed a second finger in. Oliver broke away again.
“No, stop, please,” A little tear was coming down his cheek.
“Soon there will be nothing but pleasure,” He kissed down Oliver’s neck as his fingers touched a spot in side the young man’s body. Oliver crying out, his body was alive with pleasure. “There, right there.” He kept rubbing the spot. Soon he added a third and four just to make sure. Oliver’s body was trembling with pleasure. He cried out as Charlie removed his finger. Something big and blunt was replaced the finger.
“Push against me. Let me in love,” With that Charlie started a slow and long push into Oliver’s body. Oliver bit his lips against the pain and his nails dug into Charlie’s skin. “So good, love. You fit me so perfectly,” He stopped when he was fully seated. Oliver had tears in his eyes, but Charlie wiped them away. “There, there.” He laid the smaller boy on the floor and leaned over him, the water pelting down on his back and not on there heads. Slowly he started rocking against Oliver not really moving inside him. Oliver clung to the other boy. “Does that feel good?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” Charlie slowly pulled out, then pushed back in just as slowly. Oliver was gripping him like a glove. “Fuck, so good.” He started thrusting fast, which the younger boy didn’t mind at all. In fact, Oliver was soon asking for more and Charlie delivered.
It felt so good to finally be inside the boy, fucking him like he wanted to. Taking what belonged to him. Leaning down, he kissed Oliver, demanding entrance to that wet mouth. He mapped the younger man’s mouth, loving the sound he made. He thrust harder and harder, soon he noticed that he was coming to his peak. He took Oliver’s legs from around his waist and pushed them close the Oliver’s body as he fucked the boy with relentless abandon.
“Charlie, ah, ah. CHARLIE!” It was almost like an orgasm with out the come - his body felt it but nothing came out. But Charlie did, a moment later he came inside Oliver, his breath ragged. He lowered Oliver’s legs to the ground; the water was still warm, barely. After a moment, he stood up and helped Oliver up, holding him against the water so he could be cleaned of all the come.
After they dressed and headed up to castle, Charlie expect to feel the way he did with others. He felt as if he turned and walked away from this boy he would be back in a second. Something about the young boy had captured his heart. He stopped them before they got to the door
“Want to be my boyfriend?” he asked the young boy. Oliver nodded and they sealed it with a kiss.
Author: countess_hp
Beta: hambares
Character/Pairing: Charlie Weasley/Oliver Wood
Word Count: 1000
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: List 2, #1- navigation
Summary: Sex is sex to Charlie, until a curten boy comes along.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, damn.
Warning(s): Sex, Chan(12), Oral
The first time he rode a broom was heaven. The first time he rode a broom with Oliver was hell. The young lithe body pressed against Charlie as if he thought he would fall. Charlie put his arm around Oliver’s waist but itching to go lower. The second time was not much better, he had to cut practice early to wank. His undoing was when Oliver said he would do anything to get better. He knew it was wrong, but a twelve year old didn’t know better.
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It started slow and gentle, with kisses and soft touches. The younger boy quickly became flustered and embarrassed, exciting Charlie more. Soon they moved on from kissing and touching; Charlie asked if he would touch him lower. At first Oliver shook his head, embarrassed, but after Charlie showed him how to touch, it seemed ok. Charlie returned the favor. All too soon it was not enough. Charlie wanted more. That was the night everything changed.
-=-=-=-=-
“Oliver,” he said, calling the young boy over.
“Yes, Charlie?” The innocent eyes looked up at him.
“You are going to go into one of the showers and wait for me,” Charlie winked, making the younger boy blush. Oliver did as he was told and ran to one of the shower stalls, undressing and stepping inside. A moment later everyone was gone and Charlie entered. He was fully erect and dripping.
“Oly, remember when I said I wanted something more?”
The younger boy nodded, “Yes.”
“I want you to put your mouth on me, on my cock,” he said, smiling. Oliver blinked, and then a red blush stained his cheeks.
“But that is dirty.”
“No, no it is not. It is something that people do to each other when they love the other person. I will do that to you too,” Oliver looked down at Charlie’s erection.
“But pee comes out of there.”
“And something else. It’s really good.” Oliver still didn’t look convinced and Charlie was about two steps away from forcing him. No, he would never do that. “You love me, don’t you?” Oliver nodded. “Come here,” Charlie pulled the boy over. He took the boy’s hand and placed it on his cock, helping him stroke. Oliver knew this much and took over, sliding his hand over Charlie’s prick. “Now get on your knees.” Oliver did as he was told and came face to face with the large erection. “Take a lick, it doesn’t bite,” he chuckled and Oliver turned red again.
Oliver leaned up licking the tip. The liquid was salty and a bit bitter, but not distasteful. He took another lick and another and another. Charlie was moaning above him.
“Take me into your mouth, just the head.” Oliver did, hoping he was doing this right. “Ah, watch your teeth. Ah yes, like that, now suck,” Oliver did, eliciting a loud moan from the redhead. “Take a bit more, oh good boy, good boy,” Charlie chanted. “Suck and sorta bob your head, letting me slide out of your mouth, but don’t let go of me.” Oliver nodded trying his best, but his jaw was soon hurting. Too soon for the read head, he pulled off.
“My jaw hurts,” he said.
“You had to get use to it, now take me into your mouth again.”
“But my mouth hurts.”
“Yeah and my cock hurts,” Charlie sighed leaning against the wall. “Please, Oliver I need your mouth.” Oliver looked at him with a sad look. Charlie couldn’t take the look. He knelt down pulling the younger boy on to his lap, his cock rubbing against Oliver’s bottom. “Put your legs around me.” Oliver wondered why they were in this position. Charlie Accioed some broom oil, it would do for now. “Now bear down with me,” he said, slicking his fingers up. He pushed one through the virgin muscle.
Oliver’s eyes went wide.
“No, no, stop, it hurts,” he said, trying to push it out.
“Shh,” Charlie whispered then leaned into kiss him. He pushed the finger deeper before pulling back then pushing in again. Oliver was so tight and hot he just wanted to dive in right now. Reigning back his libido, he pushed a second finger in. Oliver broke away again.
“No, stop, please,” A little tear was coming down his cheek.
“Soon there will be nothing but pleasure,” He kissed down Oliver’s neck as his fingers touched a spot in side the young man’s body. Oliver crying out, his body was alive with pleasure. “There, right there.” He kept rubbing the spot. Soon he added a third and four just to make sure. Oliver’s body was trembling with pleasure. He cried out as Charlie removed his finger. Something big and blunt was replaced the finger.
“Push against me. Let me in love,” With that Charlie started a slow and long push into Oliver’s body. Oliver bit his lips against the pain and his nails dug into Charlie’s skin. “So good, love. You fit me so perfectly,” He stopped when he was fully seated. Oliver had tears in his eyes, but Charlie wiped them away. “There, there.” He laid the smaller boy on the floor and leaned over him, the water pelting down on his back and not on there heads. Slowly he started rocking against Oliver not really moving inside him. Oliver clung to the other boy. “Does that feel good?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” Charlie slowly pulled out, then pushed back in just as slowly. Oliver was gripping him like a glove. “Fuck, so good.” He started thrusting fast, which the younger boy didn’t mind at all. In fact, Oliver was soon asking for more and Charlie delivered.
It felt so good to finally be inside the boy, fucking him like he wanted to. Taking what belonged to him. Leaning down, he kissed Oliver, demanding entrance to that wet mouth. He mapped the younger man’s mouth, loving the sound he made. He thrust harder and harder, soon he noticed that he was coming to his peak. He took Oliver’s legs from around his waist and pushed them close the Oliver’s body as he fucked the boy with relentless abandon.
“Charlie, ah, ah. CHARLIE!” It was almost like an orgasm with out the come - his body felt it but nothing came out. But Charlie did, a moment later he came inside Oliver, his breath ragged. He lowered Oliver’s legs to the ground; the water was still warm, barely. After a moment, he stood up and helped Oliver up, holding him against the water so he could be cleaned of all the come.
After they dressed and headed up to castle, Charlie expect to feel the way he did with others. He felt as if he turned and walked away from this boy he would be back in a second. Something about the young boy had captured his heart. He stopped them before they got to the door
“Want to be my boyfriend?” he asked the young boy. Oliver nodded and they sealed it with a kiss.