DRABBLE: Frustrations (Cedric/Oliver)
Title: Frustrations
Author: to-hellxweride
Pairing: Oliver Wood/Cedric Diggory
Prompt: Psych!
Rating: R, for vague, well, somewhat vague, but not really. sexual situations.
Word Count: 432
Summary: Cedric likes libraries, but not when Wood's around...
A/N: I set this fic as Oliver Wood's last year at Hogwarts, which is form 7, or year 13. They've been in a relationship for a while now, so it's after my "stairway" fic.
Link to Prompt Table: Right heree!
Cedric likes the library. It’s where he can stay calm and enjoy the peace of mind only being surrounded by grand, cherry wood-stained shelves and leather bindings could give him. He likes the outdoors, too. The smell of freshly-cut grass and the lingering scent of rain after a shower give him chills, but nothing beats the aged pages turned parchment brown and the rush he feels when he opens a book. But most of all, Cedric enjoys the empowerment he feels when he reads. Usually, he can spend hours locked up in the library.
Until Oliver usually comes along.
Which is okay, Cedric guesses. They’ve already established that they’re in a relationship, but Oliver doesn’t know where lines are drawn and has a peculiar knack for always being inside Cedric’s personal bubble.
“So can you come out, or not?” Oliver drawls loudly.
Cedric feels undignified; how can his boyfriend speak with such an obnoxious voice in a place where hushed tones are necessary?
“Shhh! It’s a library, Wood, not the pitch!”
Oliver flashes a lazy smile and suddenly Cedric recognizes the mischievous glint in the Gryffindor’s eyes. Oliver leans forward so his lips barely graze Cedric’s ears.
“You should come out so I can worship your body.”
Diggory shudders and his mind can only function enough to remind him of what Oliver has done after every time he’s said that.
“I wanna taste you and suck you and make you feel dirty…”
At this point, Cedric’s closed his eyes and forgotten about how he’s in the library, on the verge of moaning aloud as Wood runs his touch down the Hufflepuff’s torso. He can feel his temperature rising and Cedric can only grip the edge of the desk to keep him from collapsing into Oliver.
“I know that you want me, Cedric. Your body’s calling for me…”
Cedric is about to burst and say, fuck it, fuck the library and tell his boyfriend to go elsewhere so that he can get fucked but then Oliver says,
“Psych!”
Madame Pince sticks her head out of nowhere immediately after she hears Oliver, and shushes him extremely loudly and he nods. But then he turns to Cedric and giggles silently. Oliver stands to leave and winks.
“I’ll catch up with you later, sexy.”
And Wood walks out of the library, nodding his apologies to the librarian before giving Cedric one last smoldering glance.
Cedric wants to bang his head to the table and just die; he’s got a hard-on in the library and now he has no possible way of relieving it.
Cedric hates libraries.
Hope you all enjoyed! =]
Author: to-hellxweride
Pairing: Oliver Wood/Cedric Diggory
Prompt: Psych!
Rating: R, for vague, well, somewhat vague, but not really. sexual situations.
Word Count: 432
Summary: Cedric likes libraries, but not when Wood's around...
A/N: I set this fic as Oliver Wood's last year at Hogwarts, which is form 7, or year 13. They've been in a relationship for a while now, so it's after my "stairway" fic.
Link to Prompt Table: Right heree!
Cedric likes the library. It’s where he can stay calm and enjoy the peace of mind only being surrounded by grand, cherry wood-stained shelves and leather bindings could give him. He likes the outdoors, too. The smell of freshly-cut grass and the lingering scent of rain after a shower give him chills, but nothing beats the aged pages turned parchment brown and the rush he feels when he opens a book. But most of all, Cedric enjoys the empowerment he feels when he reads. Usually, he can spend hours locked up in the library.
Until Oliver usually comes along.
Which is okay, Cedric guesses. They’ve already established that they’re in a relationship, but Oliver doesn’t know where lines are drawn and has a peculiar knack for always being inside Cedric’s personal bubble.
“So can you come out, or not?” Oliver drawls loudly.
Cedric feels undignified; how can his boyfriend speak with such an obnoxious voice in a place where hushed tones are necessary?
“Shhh! It’s a library, Wood, not the pitch!”
Oliver flashes a lazy smile and suddenly Cedric recognizes the mischievous glint in the Gryffindor’s eyes. Oliver leans forward so his lips barely graze Cedric’s ears.
“You should come out so I can worship your body.”
Diggory shudders and his mind can only function enough to remind him of what Oliver has done after every time he’s said that.
“I wanna taste you and suck you and make you feel dirty…”
At this point, Cedric’s closed his eyes and forgotten about how he’s in the library, on the verge of moaning aloud as Wood runs his touch down the Hufflepuff’s torso. He can feel his temperature rising and Cedric can only grip the edge of the desk to keep him from collapsing into Oliver.
“I know that you want me, Cedric. Your body’s calling for me…”
Cedric is about to burst and say, fuck it, fuck the library and tell his boyfriend to go elsewhere so that he can get fucked but then Oliver says,
“Psych!”
Madame Pince sticks her head out of nowhere immediately after she hears Oliver, and shushes him extremely loudly and he nods. But then he turns to Cedric and giggles silently. Oliver stands to leave and winks.
“I’ll catch up with you later, sexy.”
And Wood walks out of the library, nodding his apologies to the librarian before giving Cedric one last smoldering glance.
Cedric wants to bang his head to the table and just die; he’s got a hard-on in the library and now he has no possible way of relieving it.
Cedric hates libraries.
Hope you all enjoyed! =]