FIC: The Not-So Secret Diary Of... [9/10]
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Title: The Not-So Secret Diary Of...
Pairing: Georg/Gustav
Rating: PG-13, so far
Warnings: AU - Hogwarts!, WIP
Word Count: ~20,000, so far
Notes: Forhexenhasel, who gave me the prompt/summary. It was supposed to be a oneshot but... I can't write short things? ;) Also, there will also be a Bill/Tom part in the same universe, for lilliephoenix - soon! :)
Gustav is a Hufflepuff and secretly in love with Georg, the Gryffindor's star Quidditch seeker. Only, one day... Gustav accidentally leaves his personal diary behind in the library and Georg is the one to find it.
Masterpost | THfiction | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8
Gustav blinked when the first thing he saw as he exited his common room the next morning, was Georg's smile. He grinned and sighed happily as he made his way over to his boyfriend; he couldn't imagine a better way to start his day than to be kissed by Georg. Just thinking about the kiss made him tingly and happy, and he barely stopped himself from pouncing.
He wrapped his arms around the other boy and looked into his eyes. "Hi," he said shyly, his stomach fluttering when Georg rested his hands on his sides.
"Hey you," Georg said back, returning the smile as he leaned forward and kissed Gustav warmly. Gustav tilted his face up to answer the kiss, sighing into it and playing with a strand of Georg's hair.
Georg drew back too soon and Gustav couldn't suppress a pout. "Can't we just go to the Room of Requirement and skip classes today?" he mused, making Georg laugh.
"Look at you," he said with a grin. "The boy who was shocked at the idea of skipping classes only about a week ago now suggests it? I'm proud of you. And worried. I seem to have a bad influence on you."
Gustav grinned and shrugged. "I'm not as innocent as you might think I am."
Georg's eyebrows shot up, and it was Gustav's turn to laugh. He waggled his eyebrows, then grinned as he reached for Georg's hand, lacing their fingers.
"So," Georg said after he'd processed that statement. "Are you ready to face this?"
"Face what?" Gustav asked, distracted by the cute little dimples in Georg's cheeks. Why was he so beautiful? It wasn't fair – and highly distractive.
"Everyone? The other students? We kind of stunned them last night with my little declaration, and leaving the hall hand-in-hand, remember?"
Gustav blinked. "Oh… yeah. Right. Sure. I'm ready. I have nothing to hide. I lo- like you and I want everyone to know."
He flushed a little when he realised he'd almost slipped and said 'love', which Georg might not be ready for. But maybe someday, he would be able to let Georg know just how much he meant to him.
"Are you ready?" Gustav asked, looking up at the other boy. "I mean… I know this is new for you, and if you need more time, then I totally underst-"
Georg pressed two fingers to Gustav's lips to silence him and gave him a smile. "I'm ready. I wouldn't have done what I did last night if I wasn't. I want everyone to know you're mine."
A warm feeling spread in Gustav's stomach. "I am yours, huh?"
Georg reached for Gustav's other hand and pulled him closer, leaning forward to kiss his nose. "Yes. You are."
Gustav grinned, unable to hide his happiness – and why should he? He had the most wonderful boy in the world, who referred to him as 'mine', and things seemed to be finally working out for him.
Georg squeezed his hand, and they started walking to the Great Hall in relative silence.
"So," Gustav said after a moment, needing to distract himself from the looks they got on their way to breakfast. It didn't bother him, exactly, but it was still unusual to suddenly be the centre of attention when no one had ever looked at him before. "I ran into Bill last night."
Georg tensed visibly, his hand tightening around Gustav's. "What did he do now?"
Gustav waved it off. "Oh, no. Nothing. He was drunk and actually kind of pleasant. I took him back to his dorm because he couldn't find the way, and…" He paused. "I think he actually apologised? And said he likes me? It was weird but… kind of nice."
Georg raised his brows. "Oh. Huh. Well then." He paused. "He was in our dorm this morning."
"He was?" Gustav blinked, then shrugged. "He must've gone back there after I brought him to the dungeons."
Georg nodded, then turned silent as they approached the Great Hall. He took a deep breath and turned to him, giving him a long kiss in front of the doors. They finally went inside, ignoring the looks they got, and focusing on each other.
***
Three weeks later, no one even blinked when they saw Georg and Gustav walking around hand-in-hand, or sharing intimate kisses between classes. They had been the talk of the school for about a week, but eventually, people had moved on and come to accept them.
Not everyone, of course. There was a multitude of girls who seemed to have a hard time accepting that the most handsome boy at school who also happened to be the Gryffindor Star Seeker seemed to play for the other team now. Some even went as far as to crawl naked into Georg's bed to wait for him, clearly convinced that, when faced with a fine pair of naked boobs, Georg wouldn't be able to resist – but Georg wasn't even tempted. He politely sent them away, letting them know that he was taken and only interested in one person anymore: Gustav.
Gustav, on the other hand, missed most of this. He was floating around in his happy bubble, and even after three weeks, he still couldn't seem to wrap his mind around the fact that he had Georg. Sometimes it just seemed to be too good to be true, and he worried that he'd lose him somehow, but when Georg looked at him with those honest green eyes of his, it was obvious that he wasn't going to leave Gustav on a whim.
Of course, they couldn't be sure that it would last forever, but it certainly felt that way right now.
Even though they'd agreed to take things slowly and wait with the physical, sexual part of their relationship until they knew each other better, it was often hard to resist. When they started kissing, both of them had a hard time keeping their hands off each other, and innocent make-out sessions always quickly turned into more.
They did however manage to keep their clothes on for a couple of months after they first got together, and Gustav thought they could be proud of themselves for that.
But he was ready for more now, and was quite sure that Georg felt the same way. They didn't talk about it openly, but unless Gustav was completely mistaken, there was a sort-of silent agreement between them, that this weekend, it would happen.
The school year was slowly coming to an end, and they both had their last exam that Friday afternoon. Tonight, they would meet in the Room of Requirement, and Gustav just had a premonition that it would happen then. And he was ready.
He couldn't wait to finally be with Georg. He'd fantasised about it for years, and finally, it would happen.
***
"How did it go?" Georg asked when they found themselves in the Room of Requirement that evening. There was a certain tension between them that made Gustav even more sure that they would go all the way tonight – or at least be naked. His heart was racing already – not because he was worried about it; just excited.
"Pretty well," he said softly, referring to the exam. "I think I aced it."
Georg smiled. "Good. I'm not so sure about mine; I was kind of distracted."
Gustav's brow furrowed in worry and he bit his lip. "You were? Why?"
Georg looked at him with a warm smile for a long moment, then put his hand on Gustav's thigh. "Because I couldn't stop thinking about you, and tonight."
Gustav's cheeks flushed and a wide smile spread on his lips as that statement sunk in. Georg might have failed an exam because of him.
Which was not good, but… it was still flattering that Georg thought about him that much.
"I'm sure you did fine," he said softly, his heart speeding up when Georg kicked off his shoes and leaned over to slide an arm around his waist, pulling him closer. He let him, and looked into Georg's eyes, his breath speeding up. "Georg, are we…"
Georg rubbed his nose against Gustav's, his hand slowly moving up and down his back. "If you're ready," he whispered, and Gustav's heart skipped a beat.
"I am," he whispered. "I want you. I just…"
Georg nodded. "I know," he murmured. "We'll take it slowly, okay? It'll be perfect."
Gustav couldn't suppress a little smile, and nodded. "Okay."
He tilted his head to the side and looked into Georg's eyes when the other boy leaned forward and kissed him. Gustav's eyes fluttered closed and he tightened his arms around Georg's neck when Georg lowered him onto the bed, never breaking the kiss. Georg's tongue brushed his bottom lip and Gustav let out a needy little whimper, his body already reacting to Georg's touches.
The kiss quickly became more sensual and passionate; the hunger in it obvious to both of them. Gustav's hands moved their way down Georg's back, fumbling with his shirt as he tried to tug it out of his trousers to slip his hands under it, needing to touch him. He finally managed and trailed his hands up his boyfriend's back, sighing softly at the feel of warm, soft skin and hard muscles flexing beneath his fingertips.
Meanwhile, Georg was busy unbuttoning Gustav's shirt, and Gustav only had a couple of seconds to feel self-conscious about his body before Georg broke the kiss and looked down at him. Gustav blushed and glanced up at him nervously, watching Georg's face for indications about Georg's thoughts about his body.
The only thing reflected in Georg's eyes, however, was hunger and affection, and Gustav hardened in his pants when he saw that possessive look on his lover's face. It was incredible that Georg liked him that much, and clearly found him attractive, and Gustav couldn't wait to show Georg just how gorgeous he thought he was.
He cupped the back of Georg's neck and pulled him down for a surprisingly hard kiss. He moaned when Georg trailed his hands down his chest and belly, then worked his way up again to rub his nipples lightly, something that felt so intense that Gustav's body arched up into the touch of its own accord.
He pulled Georg down on top of him, smiling when the other boy let out a breathy moan. Their cocks were pressed together now; the friction felt amazing, even though they were both still clothed from the waist down. Georg started moving against him, slowly grinding his hips against Gustav's, making him even harder than he'd been before.
He wondered if they'd even get to the sex because right now, he felt like he was about to burst any second. That brought on a minor panic attack – what if he came too early and embarrassed himself? But a moment later, he relaxed, knowing that Georg wouldn't laugh – or mind. They had all night.
They lost themselves in the kiss and frantic thrusting while their hands tried to reach every part of the other's body. Gustav was panting by the time Georg finally reached down and undid his pants, tugging them down and releasing his cock to the comfortably warm air of the room.
Gustav wriggled out of his pants, then looked up at Georg, flushing once again when he realised that he was now completely naked, and Georg completely dressed. Which was just wrong.
He reversed their positions swiftly, not giving Georg a second to protest, and straddled Georg to hastily unbutton his shirt. He looked down at him hungrily, staring at Georg's abs, tracing them reverently with the tips of his fingers. How long had he wanted to see and touch this body… He didn't even remember.
He lost himself in the beauty that was Georg, then was pulled back to reality abruptly when Georg's hand wrapped around his cock and began stroking him. Gustav's eyes widened minimally and he moaned, letting his head fall back as he took a moment to enjoy. Georg's hand on him felt beyond anything he could've ever imagined.
He touched himself, of course – almost every night – but had never been able to imagine how fucking fantastic it would feel to have someone else's hand on him – least of all Georg's. He'd tried to imagine it, of course, and it had given him a few amazing orgasms, but the real thing was so much better than anything his imagination could've ever come up with.
"Ohhh," he moaned, his hips thrusting forward of their own accord as Georg's hand slowly moved up and down on his length, squeezing him and giving him a tiny little twist at the end that made Gustav's head spin.
After a moment, he managed to focus back on the matter at hand – which was that Georg still had far too many clothes on. He opened his trousers and slid his hand inside, gasping when he felt the heat and hardness – and slight dampness – of Georg's cock through his boxers.
Reluctantly, he removed Georg's hand from his own cock and pulled the other boy's trousers down, then surprised himself by leaning forward to mouth Georg's erection through the thin fabric of his boxers.
Georg let out a surprised but appreciative moan, arching up into Gustav's mouth and reaching down to tangle his fingers in Gustav's short curls. "Oh god," he murmured, pushing himself up on his elbows. "Gustav…"
Gustav glanced up, smiling at the intent look on Georg's face. No one had ever looked at him that way before, and it sent a thrill through his entire body that Georg, of all people, was this hard for him.
"So beautiful," he murmured as he leaned forward to press his lips against Georg's stomach, circling his bellybutton with the tip of his tongue. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Georg's chest, needing a moment to control himself because just kissing Georg like this was almost enough to make him come right then and there.
Finally, he managed to get himself under control and kissed Georg's chest, sucking one of his perfect little nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it, smiling when it hardened in his mouth, and grazed his teeth over it, sighing softly. He looked up at Georg, blushing a bit when the other boy was staring back at him intently. "Hm?"
Georg smiled, shaking his head. "Nothing," he whispered. "I'm just happy to be here with you."
He touched his cheek and Gustav melted a little. As if it wasn't enough for Georg to be beautiful, smart, funny, incredibly nice and sexy, he was also clearly a total romantic, and every minute Gustav spent with him, he fell more in love with him.
He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to Georg's lips, staring into his eyes. "I'm happy to be with you," he whispered back.
Georg smiled, stroking Gustav's hair back. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"
Gustav nodded – not hesitating for a second. "More than ready. I want you."
Georg licked his lips and cupped Gustav's cheeks, pulling him into a hard, needy kiss. Gustav managed to slide his hands down to finally pull off Georg's boxers, and lowered himself on top of Georg when they were both naked.
The first contact of their cocks, pressed together snugly, made them both moan and cling to each other, and they proceeded to rub against each other slowly at first, then more frantically. His cock was leaking, and so was Georg's, and his body literally demanded to have Georg inside of him.
"Georg," he breathed, moaning when he ground down against him again. "Need you."
Georg didn't have to be told twice; he flipped them over easily, straddling Gustav's hips. Gustav suddenly realised just how strong Georg was, and fuck, it was hot. He looked up at him, panting heavily.
Georg leaned forward, pressing soft kisses against his neck and nibbling his collarbone before brushing a kiss over his lips. Then he lifted himself off Gustav, and Gustav used that opportunity to spread his legs wide, all shame and self-consciousness suddenly gone. When he noticed the hungry look in Georg's eyes, he smiled a little and reached down, wrapping his hand around his own cock and stroking himself slowly, very aware that Georg's eyes never left his body.
Georg leaned over the bed and reached for his wand, murmuring a spell – for lubrication, apparently, because a moment later, he was slicking his fingers and moving to kneel between Gustav's legs.
Gustav's heart sped up when Georg brushed gentle fingers over his crack, getting him used to the touch. His eyes fluttered closed and he moaned when one of Georg's fingers gently pressed against his opening. He tensed for a moment but then relaxed, biting his lip when Georg pushed past the first ring of muscles, and slid two fingers inside of him.
It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. He'd experimented on himself, of course, but knowing that this was Georg who was slowly moving his fingers back and forth made the whole experience all the more intense. The urge to keep his eyes closed was strong, but he wanted to see Georg.
The look on the other boy's face almost made him come; Georg looked so… fascinated; entranced, almost. His fingers moved steadily in and out of him, preparing him for what was to come. Gustav gripped the sheets, then moaned out loud when Georg brushed something inside of him that made him arch up and almost come off the bed. It was pure pleasure, and Gustav couldn't stop himself from looking up at Georg like he was a God or something.
To him, he was.
After getting him more than ready, Georg pulled his fingers out and slicked his cock with the conjured lube, positioning himself between his legs a moment later. They stared into each other's eyes, and Gustav slid his legs over Georg's thighs, wrapping them around his waist.
"Please," he whispered, not even caring that he was begging – he needed Georg.
"Are you-"
"I'm sure," Gustav said, interrupting Georg. He cupped the other boy's cheeks and stared into his eyes. "I've never been surer about anything in my life before. I've dreamed about this moment for years, and… I want it, Georg. I want you. I trust you."
Georg's tongue darted out to wet his dry lips, and he gave a wordless nod. Gustav looked at him curiously, then tilted his face up again. "Are you ready?"
Georg met his eyes, biting his lip. "I am," he whispered. "I guess I'm just… afraid of hurting you."
Gustav found himself once again melting and looked up at the other boy adoringly. He gave Georg a little smile, which he hoped was reassuring, and shook his head. "You won't. I'll stop you if you do, okay? But it'll be fine. I want this, even if it does hurt."
Georg raised a brow, and Gustav couldn't suppress a chuckle. "No, I'm not into pain, but… no matter what it feels like, it'll be perfect. Because it's you."
Apparently, it was Georg's turn to melt, and Gustav gave him a sweet smile. He kissed Georg's lips, then reached down, positioning Georg's cock at his entrance. His eyes fluttered and he moaned at the feel of the slick tip of Georg's cock pressed against him; he'd never needed or wanted anything more than Georg at the moment.
"Push," he whispered. "And relax, Georg. It'll be perfect. I promise."
He cupped Georg's cheek with his free hand and pulled him down for a long, slow kiss, and Georg's confidence seemed to be back. He pushed in slowly, one hand on Gustav's hip, the other in his hair.
"Ohhh." Gustav let out a long moan when Georg breached him; it did hurt, just a little, but it was a good kind of pain. The kind of pain he could definitely handle, and even like. He let his legs fall to the sides, knees still bent as he pushed back against Georg. He tensed a little but relaxed then, making Georg slide in the rest of the way.
"Fuck," he whispered, panting heavily against Georg's shoulder, holding onto his shoulders as he wrapped his legs back around him, pulling him in as much as possible; keeping him trapped. "Fuck, you feel so good. Are you okay?"
Georg licked his lips and nodded. "Tight. Just… really tight."
He lifted his head and looked down at Gustav who gave him a breathless smile. "Move."
After taking a deep breath, Georg did. After a few awkward, uncoordinated thrusts, they fell into a rhythm that was perfect for both of them. Gustav tilted his hips up to meet each one of Georg's thrusts, a soft gasp escaping him whenever Georg slammed in. Sweaty skin slid against each other as they moved, Gustav's heels digging into Georg's calves, his fingers buried in the other boy's back. Every time Georg moved forward, Gustav's cock, trapped between their bodies, was squeezed, and his head was spinning from all the pleasure.
Nothing had ever felt this perfect; and he felt like he was right where he belonged.
It was the most incredible feeling in the world.
"Close," Georg murmured after a while, lifting his head to kiss Gustav again. Gustav answered the kiss, knowing he wouldn't last much longer. The intensity of everything he was feeling came rushing towards him. Georg broke the kiss again and nuzzled his neck, then sucked on it. His teeth grazed Gustav's sensitive skin and sent him over the edge; he felt his orgasm being ripped out of him, and he shuddered as he came hard, spurting all over his stomach.
A moment later, Georg tensed, thrust forward again and came as well, buried deep inside Gustav.
They stayed like that for a moment before Georg's arms gave out and he collapsed on top of Gustav, panting heavily. "Oh god… Fuck, that was beyond… God."
Gustav smiled, trailing lazy kisses up and down Georg's neck and stroking his back as they both caught their breaths and came down from the high of their orgasms.
Much too soon for Gustav's taste, Georg slid out of him, rolling off him, and after a quick Scourgify, he snuggled back into him. His arm was draped over Gustav's chest rather possessively, and when Gustav turned his head, he saw a look in Georg's eyes he'd never seen before.
He wasn't sure what it was – but found out a moment later, when Georg whispered, "I love you."
For a moment, Gustav's heart stopped and he had trouble breathing. He'd thought he was prepared to hear it but once again, he'd been wrong. His heart skipped a beat as he rolled over onto his side, never breaking the eye contact.
"I just," Georg continued, looking a bit worried when Gustav didn't reply right away, "You don't need to say it back, okay? I just… I love you, and I have for a while. And this… was so incredible. Nothing's ever felt like this before, and…" He shook his head and shrugged. "I love you."
Gustav's cheeks flushed and for a moment, he tried to suppress the happy smile from breaking free, but then just gave up, wrapped his arm around Georg and kissed him hard, letting him feel the whole depth of his feelings for him. "I love you too," he whispered against his lips. "I never want to be with anyone else. You're… you're everything."
They kissed again, their arms and legs entangled, bodies pressed flush together. When Gustav finally pulled back, he realised he was close to tears. He rubbed his eyes and gave Georg a smile, then took a deep breath and nestled closer into the other boy's body.
Long, sappy stares and lazy, loving kisses followed.
Gustav had to smirk when he realised how his next diary entry would sound; like a kitschy, smutty romance novel. But he didn't care. Georg was perfect, and Gustav felt better about himself than he ever had before. Georg completed him in a way he'd never thought possible. They obviously made each other happy, and if someone didn't like it… well. It wasn't Gustav's problem.
As long as he had Georg, everything was good.
Chapter 10... (soon)
thiliaTitle: The Not-So Secret Diary Of...
Pairing: Georg/Gustav
Rating: PG-13, so far
Warnings: AU - Hogwarts!, WIP
Word Count: ~20,000, so far
Notes: For
hexenhasel, who gave me the prompt/summary. It was supposed to be a oneshot but... I can't write short things? ;) Also, there will also be a Bill/Tom part in the same universe, for lilliephoenix - soon! :)Gustav is a Hufflepuff and secretly in love with Georg, the Gryffindor's star Quidditch seeker. Only, one day... Gustav accidentally leaves his personal diary behind in the library and Georg is the one to find it.
Masterpost | THfiction | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8
Gustav blinked when the first thing he saw as he exited his common room the next morning, was Georg's smile. He grinned and sighed happily as he made his way over to his boyfriend; he couldn't imagine a better way to start his day than to be kissed by Georg. Just thinking about the kiss made him tingly and happy, and he barely stopped himself from pouncing.
He wrapped his arms around the other boy and looked into his eyes. "Hi," he said shyly, his stomach fluttering when Georg rested his hands on his sides.
"Hey you," Georg said back, returning the smile as he leaned forward and kissed Gustav warmly. Gustav tilted his face up to answer the kiss, sighing into it and playing with a strand of Georg's hair.
Georg drew back too soon and Gustav couldn't suppress a pout. "Can't we just go to the Room of Requirement and skip classes today?" he mused, making Georg laugh.
"Look at you," he said with a grin. "The boy who was shocked at the idea of skipping classes only about a week ago now suggests it? I'm proud of you. And worried. I seem to have a bad influence on you."
Gustav grinned and shrugged. "I'm not as innocent as you might think I am."
Georg's eyebrows shot up, and it was Gustav's turn to laugh. He waggled his eyebrows, then grinned as he reached for Georg's hand, lacing their fingers.
"So," Georg said after he'd processed that statement. "Are you ready to face this?"
"Face what?" Gustav asked, distracted by the cute little dimples in Georg's cheeks. Why was he so beautiful? It wasn't fair – and highly distractive.
"Everyone? The other students? We kind of stunned them last night with my little declaration, and leaving the hall hand-in-hand, remember?"
Gustav blinked. "Oh… yeah. Right. Sure. I'm ready. I have nothing to hide. I lo- like you and I want everyone to know."
He flushed a little when he realised he'd almost slipped and said 'love', which Georg might not be ready for. But maybe someday, he would be able to let Georg know just how much he meant to him.
"Are you ready?" Gustav asked, looking up at the other boy. "I mean… I know this is new for you, and if you need more time, then I totally underst-"
Georg pressed two fingers to Gustav's lips to silence him and gave him a smile. "I'm ready. I wouldn't have done what I did last night if I wasn't. I want everyone to know you're mine."
A warm feeling spread in Gustav's stomach. "I am yours, huh?"
Georg reached for Gustav's other hand and pulled him closer, leaning forward to kiss his nose. "Yes. You are."
Gustav grinned, unable to hide his happiness – and why should he? He had the most wonderful boy in the world, who referred to him as 'mine', and things seemed to be finally working out for him.
Georg squeezed his hand, and they started walking to the Great Hall in relative silence.
"So," Gustav said after a moment, needing to distract himself from the looks they got on their way to breakfast. It didn't bother him, exactly, but it was still unusual to suddenly be the centre of attention when no one had ever looked at him before. "I ran into Bill last night."
Georg tensed visibly, his hand tightening around Gustav's. "What did he do now?"
Gustav waved it off. "Oh, no. Nothing. He was drunk and actually kind of pleasant. I took him back to his dorm because he couldn't find the way, and…" He paused. "I think he actually apologised? And said he likes me? It was weird but… kind of nice."
Georg raised his brows. "Oh. Huh. Well then." He paused. "He was in our dorm this morning."
"He was?" Gustav blinked, then shrugged. "He must've gone back there after I brought him to the dungeons."
Georg nodded, then turned silent as they approached the Great Hall. He took a deep breath and turned to him, giving him a long kiss in front of the doors. They finally went inside, ignoring the looks they got, and focusing on each other.
Three weeks later, no one even blinked when they saw Georg and Gustav walking around hand-in-hand, or sharing intimate kisses between classes. They had been the talk of the school for about a week, but eventually, people had moved on and come to accept them.
Not everyone, of course. There was a multitude of girls who seemed to have a hard time accepting that the most handsome boy at school who also happened to be the Gryffindor Star Seeker seemed to play for the other team now. Some even went as far as to crawl naked into Georg's bed to wait for him, clearly convinced that, when faced with a fine pair of naked boobs, Georg wouldn't be able to resist – but Georg wasn't even tempted. He politely sent them away, letting them know that he was taken and only interested in one person anymore: Gustav.
Gustav, on the other hand, missed most of this. He was floating around in his happy bubble, and even after three weeks, he still couldn't seem to wrap his mind around the fact that he had Georg. Sometimes it just seemed to be too good to be true, and he worried that he'd lose him somehow, but when Georg looked at him with those honest green eyes of his, it was obvious that he wasn't going to leave Gustav on a whim.
Of course, they couldn't be sure that it would last forever, but it certainly felt that way right now.
Even though they'd agreed to take things slowly and wait with the physical, sexual part of their relationship until they knew each other better, it was often hard to resist. When they started kissing, both of them had a hard time keeping their hands off each other, and innocent make-out sessions always quickly turned into more.
They did however manage to keep their clothes on for a couple of months after they first got together, and Gustav thought they could be proud of themselves for that.
But he was ready for more now, and was quite sure that Georg felt the same way. They didn't talk about it openly, but unless Gustav was completely mistaken, there was a sort-of silent agreement between them, that this weekend, it would happen.
The school year was slowly coming to an end, and they both had their last exam that Friday afternoon. Tonight, they would meet in the Room of Requirement, and Gustav just had a premonition that it would happen then. And he was ready.
He couldn't wait to finally be with Georg. He'd fantasised about it for years, and finally, it would happen.
"How did it go?" Georg asked when they found themselves in the Room of Requirement that evening. There was a certain tension between them that made Gustav even more sure that they would go all the way tonight – or at least be naked. His heart was racing already – not because he was worried about it; just excited.
"Pretty well," he said softly, referring to the exam. "I think I aced it."
Georg smiled. "Good. I'm not so sure about mine; I was kind of distracted."
Gustav's brow furrowed in worry and he bit his lip. "You were? Why?"
Georg looked at him with a warm smile for a long moment, then put his hand on Gustav's thigh. "Because I couldn't stop thinking about you, and tonight."
Gustav's cheeks flushed and a wide smile spread on his lips as that statement sunk in. Georg might have failed an exam because of him.
Which was not good, but… it was still flattering that Georg thought about him that much.
"I'm sure you did fine," he said softly, his heart speeding up when Georg kicked off his shoes and leaned over to slide an arm around his waist, pulling him closer. He let him, and looked into Georg's eyes, his breath speeding up. "Georg, are we…"
Georg rubbed his nose against Gustav's, his hand slowly moving up and down his back. "If you're ready," he whispered, and Gustav's heart skipped a beat.
"I am," he whispered. "I want you. I just…"
Georg nodded. "I know," he murmured. "We'll take it slowly, okay? It'll be perfect."
Gustav couldn't suppress a little smile, and nodded. "Okay."
He tilted his head to the side and looked into Georg's eyes when the other boy leaned forward and kissed him. Gustav's eyes fluttered closed and he tightened his arms around Georg's neck when Georg lowered him onto the bed, never breaking the kiss. Georg's tongue brushed his bottom lip and Gustav let out a needy little whimper, his body already reacting to Georg's touches.
The kiss quickly became more sensual and passionate; the hunger in it obvious to both of them. Gustav's hands moved their way down Georg's back, fumbling with his shirt as he tried to tug it out of his trousers to slip his hands under it, needing to touch him. He finally managed and trailed his hands up his boyfriend's back, sighing softly at the feel of warm, soft skin and hard muscles flexing beneath his fingertips.
Meanwhile, Georg was busy unbuttoning Gustav's shirt, and Gustav only had a couple of seconds to feel self-conscious about his body before Georg broke the kiss and looked down at him. Gustav blushed and glanced up at him nervously, watching Georg's face for indications about Georg's thoughts about his body.
The only thing reflected in Georg's eyes, however, was hunger and affection, and Gustav hardened in his pants when he saw that possessive look on his lover's face. It was incredible that Georg liked him that much, and clearly found him attractive, and Gustav couldn't wait to show Georg just how gorgeous he thought he was.
He cupped the back of Georg's neck and pulled him down for a surprisingly hard kiss. He moaned when Georg trailed his hands down his chest and belly, then worked his way up again to rub his nipples lightly, something that felt so intense that Gustav's body arched up into the touch of its own accord.
He pulled Georg down on top of him, smiling when the other boy let out a breathy moan. Their cocks were pressed together now; the friction felt amazing, even though they were both still clothed from the waist down. Georg started moving against him, slowly grinding his hips against Gustav's, making him even harder than he'd been before.
He wondered if they'd even get to the sex because right now, he felt like he was about to burst any second. That brought on a minor panic attack – what if he came too early and embarrassed himself? But a moment later, he relaxed, knowing that Georg wouldn't laugh – or mind. They had all night.
They lost themselves in the kiss and frantic thrusting while their hands tried to reach every part of the other's body. Gustav was panting by the time Georg finally reached down and undid his pants, tugging them down and releasing his cock to the comfortably warm air of the room.
Gustav wriggled out of his pants, then looked up at Georg, flushing once again when he realised that he was now completely naked, and Georg completely dressed. Which was just wrong.
He reversed their positions swiftly, not giving Georg a second to protest, and straddled Georg to hastily unbutton his shirt. He looked down at him hungrily, staring at Georg's abs, tracing them reverently with the tips of his fingers. How long had he wanted to see and touch this body… He didn't even remember.
He lost himself in the beauty that was Georg, then was pulled back to reality abruptly when Georg's hand wrapped around his cock and began stroking him. Gustav's eyes widened minimally and he moaned, letting his head fall back as he took a moment to enjoy. Georg's hand on him felt beyond anything he could've ever imagined.
He touched himself, of course – almost every night – but had never been able to imagine how fucking fantastic it would feel to have someone else's hand on him – least of all Georg's. He'd tried to imagine it, of course, and it had given him a few amazing orgasms, but the real thing was so much better than anything his imagination could've ever come up with.
"Ohhh," he moaned, his hips thrusting forward of their own accord as Georg's hand slowly moved up and down on his length, squeezing him and giving him a tiny little twist at the end that made Gustav's head spin.
After a moment, he managed to focus back on the matter at hand – which was that Georg still had far too many clothes on. He opened his trousers and slid his hand inside, gasping when he felt the heat and hardness – and slight dampness – of Georg's cock through his boxers.
Reluctantly, he removed Georg's hand from his own cock and pulled the other boy's trousers down, then surprised himself by leaning forward to mouth Georg's erection through the thin fabric of his boxers.
Georg let out a surprised but appreciative moan, arching up into Gustav's mouth and reaching down to tangle his fingers in Gustav's short curls. "Oh god," he murmured, pushing himself up on his elbows. "Gustav…"
Gustav glanced up, smiling at the intent look on Georg's face. No one had ever looked at him that way before, and it sent a thrill through his entire body that Georg, of all people, was this hard for him.
"So beautiful," he murmured as he leaned forward to press his lips against Georg's stomach, circling his bellybutton with the tip of his tongue. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Georg's chest, needing a moment to control himself because just kissing Georg like this was almost enough to make him come right then and there.
Finally, he managed to get himself under control and kissed Georg's chest, sucking one of his perfect little nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it, smiling when it hardened in his mouth, and grazed his teeth over it, sighing softly. He looked up at Georg, blushing a bit when the other boy was staring back at him intently. "Hm?"
Georg smiled, shaking his head. "Nothing," he whispered. "I'm just happy to be here with you."
He touched his cheek and Gustav melted a little. As if it wasn't enough for Georg to be beautiful, smart, funny, incredibly nice and sexy, he was also clearly a total romantic, and every minute Gustav spent with him, he fell more in love with him.
He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to Georg's lips, staring into his eyes. "I'm happy to be with you," he whispered back.
Georg smiled, stroking Gustav's hair back. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"
Gustav nodded – not hesitating for a second. "More than ready. I want you."
Georg licked his lips and cupped Gustav's cheeks, pulling him into a hard, needy kiss. Gustav managed to slide his hands down to finally pull off Georg's boxers, and lowered himself on top of Georg when they were both naked.
The first contact of their cocks, pressed together snugly, made them both moan and cling to each other, and they proceeded to rub against each other slowly at first, then more frantically. His cock was leaking, and so was Georg's, and his body literally demanded to have Georg inside of him.
"Georg," he breathed, moaning when he ground down against him again. "Need you."
Georg didn't have to be told twice; he flipped them over easily, straddling Gustav's hips. Gustav suddenly realised just how strong Georg was, and fuck, it was hot. He looked up at him, panting heavily.
Georg leaned forward, pressing soft kisses against his neck and nibbling his collarbone before brushing a kiss over his lips. Then he lifted himself off Gustav, and Gustav used that opportunity to spread his legs wide, all shame and self-consciousness suddenly gone. When he noticed the hungry look in Georg's eyes, he smiled a little and reached down, wrapping his hand around his own cock and stroking himself slowly, very aware that Georg's eyes never left his body.
Georg leaned over the bed and reached for his wand, murmuring a spell – for lubrication, apparently, because a moment later, he was slicking his fingers and moving to kneel between Gustav's legs.
Gustav's heart sped up when Georg brushed gentle fingers over his crack, getting him used to the touch. His eyes fluttered closed and he moaned when one of Georg's fingers gently pressed against his opening. He tensed for a moment but then relaxed, biting his lip when Georg pushed past the first ring of muscles, and slid two fingers inside of him.
It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. He'd experimented on himself, of course, but knowing that this was Georg who was slowly moving his fingers back and forth made the whole experience all the more intense. The urge to keep his eyes closed was strong, but he wanted to see Georg.
The look on the other boy's face almost made him come; Georg looked so… fascinated; entranced, almost. His fingers moved steadily in and out of him, preparing him for what was to come. Gustav gripped the sheets, then moaned out loud when Georg brushed something inside of him that made him arch up and almost come off the bed. It was pure pleasure, and Gustav couldn't stop himself from looking up at Georg like he was a God or something.
To him, he was.
After getting him more than ready, Georg pulled his fingers out and slicked his cock with the conjured lube, positioning himself between his legs a moment later. They stared into each other's eyes, and Gustav slid his legs over Georg's thighs, wrapping them around his waist.
"Please," he whispered, not even caring that he was begging – he needed Georg.
"Are you-"
"I'm sure," Gustav said, interrupting Georg. He cupped the other boy's cheeks and stared into his eyes. "I've never been surer about anything in my life before. I've dreamed about this moment for years, and… I want it, Georg. I want you. I trust you."
Georg's tongue darted out to wet his dry lips, and he gave a wordless nod. Gustav looked at him curiously, then tilted his face up again. "Are you ready?"
Georg met his eyes, biting his lip. "I am," he whispered. "I guess I'm just… afraid of hurting you."
Gustav found himself once again melting and looked up at the other boy adoringly. He gave Georg a little smile, which he hoped was reassuring, and shook his head. "You won't. I'll stop you if you do, okay? But it'll be fine. I want this, even if it does hurt."
Georg raised a brow, and Gustav couldn't suppress a chuckle. "No, I'm not into pain, but… no matter what it feels like, it'll be perfect. Because it's you."
Apparently, it was Georg's turn to melt, and Gustav gave him a sweet smile. He kissed Georg's lips, then reached down, positioning Georg's cock at his entrance. His eyes fluttered and he moaned at the feel of the slick tip of Georg's cock pressed against him; he'd never needed or wanted anything more than Georg at the moment.
"Push," he whispered. "And relax, Georg. It'll be perfect. I promise."
He cupped Georg's cheek with his free hand and pulled him down for a long, slow kiss, and Georg's confidence seemed to be back. He pushed in slowly, one hand on Gustav's hip, the other in his hair.
"Ohhh." Gustav let out a long moan when Georg breached him; it did hurt, just a little, but it was a good kind of pain. The kind of pain he could definitely handle, and even like. He let his legs fall to the sides, knees still bent as he pushed back against Georg. He tensed a little but relaxed then, making Georg slide in the rest of the way.
"Fuck," he whispered, panting heavily against Georg's shoulder, holding onto his shoulders as he wrapped his legs back around him, pulling him in as much as possible; keeping him trapped. "Fuck, you feel so good. Are you okay?"
Georg licked his lips and nodded. "Tight. Just… really tight."
He lifted his head and looked down at Gustav who gave him a breathless smile. "Move."
After taking a deep breath, Georg did. After a few awkward, uncoordinated thrusts, they fell into a rhythm that was perfect for both of them. Gustav tilted his hips up to meet each one of Georg's thrusts, a soft gasp escaping him whenever Georg slammed in. Sweaty skin slid against each other as they moved, Gustav's heels digging into Georg's calves, his fingers buried in the other boy's back. Every time Georg moved forward, Gustav's cock, trapped between their bodies, was squeezed, and his head was spinning from all the pleasure.
Nothing had ever felt this perfect; and he felt like he was right where he belonged.
It was the most incredible feeling in the world.
"Close," Georg murmured after a while, lifting his head to kiss Gustav again. Gustav answered the kiss, knowing he wouldn't last much longer. The intensity of everything he was feeling came rushing towards him. Georg broke the kiss again and nuzzled his neck, then sucked on it. His teeth grazed Gustav's sensitive skin and sent him over the edge; he felt his orgasm being ripped out of him, and he shuddered as he came hard, spurting all over his stomach.
A moment later, Georg tensed, thrust forward again and came as well, buried deep inside Gustav.
They stayed like that for a moment before Georg's arms gave out and he collapsed on top of Gustav, panting heavily. "Oh god… Fuck, that was beyond… God."
Gustav smiled, trailing lazy kisses up and down Georg's neck and stroking his back as they both caught their breaths and came down from the high of their orgasms.
Much too soon for Gustav's taste, Georg slid out of him, rolling off him, and after a quick Scourgify, he snuggled back into him. His arm was draped over Gustav's chest rather possessively, and when Gustav turned his head, he saw a look in Georg's eyes he'd never seen before.
He wasn't sure what it was – but found out a moment later, when Georg whispered, "I love you."
For a moment, Gustav's heart stopped and he had trouble breathing. He'd thought he was prepared to hear it but once again, he'd been wrong. His heart skipped a beat as he rolled over onto his side, never breaking the eye contact.
"I just," Georg continued, looking a bit worried when Gustav didn't reply right away, "You don't need to say it back, okay? I just… I love you, and I have for a while. And this… was so incredible. Nothing's ever felt like this before, and…" He shook his head and shrugged. "I love you."
Gustav's cheeks flushed and for a moment, he tried to suppress the happy smile from breaking free, but then just gave up, wrapped his arm around Georg and kissed him hard, letting him feel the whole depth of his feelings for him. "I love you too," he whispered against his lips. "I never want to be with anyone else. You're… you're everything."
They kissed again, their arms and legs entangled, bodies pressed flush together. When Gustav finally pulled back, he realised he was close to tears. He rubbed his eyes and gave Georg a smile, then took a deep breath and nestled closer into the other boy's body.
Long, sappy stares and lazy, loving kisses followed.
Gustav had to smirk when he realised how his next diary entry would sound; like a kitschy, smutty romance novel. But he didn't care. Georg was perfect, and Gustav felt better about himself than he ever had before. Georg completed him in a way he'd never thought possible. They obviously made each other happy, and if someone didn't like it… well. It wasn't Gustav's problem.
As long as he had Georg, everything was good.
Chapter 10... (soon)
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Date: 2011-08-13 12:39 am (UTC)oh, god. it was so soppy and romantic. <3
lol.
yay, and our boys lived happily ever after.
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Date: 2011-08-13 11:27 pm (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2011-08-13 08:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-13 11:27 pm (UTC)