Triwizards Year with Beauxbaton Kishiar and Durmstrang Yuder
Yudrein Ail glared when Viktor Krum jabbed his shoulder with an elbow and then nodded his head to the approaching Beauxbaton. Yudrein gave his amused schoolmate an annoyed look but sighed and placed down his book to rise up from his seat to intercept the Beauxbaton already attracting everyone’s attention… and the half-hearted ire of Madam Pince who was also reluctantly charmed.
Strong Veela blood, they all – each student of the three gathered schools – suspected Kishiar la Orr to have because no one charmed the strict Madam Pince.
“Yudrein!” Kishiar beamed and waved wildly when the blond saw him approach. “I was looking for you!”
Although Madam Pince never yelled at Kishiar for making loud noises in the library, Yudrein didn’t want to talk about anything with him here and just grabbed the blond’s arm and dragged him out to the closest empty classroom he could sense. Some of Kishiar’s fanclub hissed at his rough treatment of their ‘Sun God’, but Yudrein didn’t care, having already won the enmity of half the Triwizard Tournament student population from even having Kishiar’s attention in the first place. Not that he wanted it, but no one seemed to care about that.
Once they were in an empty classroom and Yudrein had put some Silencing, Locking, and Shield Spells up, he turned to ask Kishiar what he wanted only to find himself being kissed and pressed into the door. Yudrein made a half-strangled sound of surprise before submitting to the reflexive shivers down his spine at the kiss that was rougher and more intense than usual, at the knee prodding so close to his crotch and spreading his inner thighs. His hands clung to Kishiar’s shoulders as Kishiar pushed him further up the door, his hands infiltrating through Yudrein’s robes to paw at his chest. His soft fingers harshly pinched and pulled and pressed a swollen nipple and Yudrein flinched in the kiss, struggling to open his half-lidded eyes to see Kishiar’s expression. Although his vision blurred a little from the suffocating kiss, Yudrein realized that he had never seen Kishiar’s red eyes look so dark and intense before as they stared into his soul.
When Kishiar finally ended the kiss, letting Yudrein breathe, but not relax as the blond pushed up his clothes and attacked his already roughly bitten nipple with his mouth and shoved his hand into Yudrein’s pants to grip his reflexively swollen cock tightly, Kishiar finally spoke up in between his strong sucks and bites.
“I heard you accepted Kanna Wand’s hand for Yule, Yudrein.”
Kishiar’s hand tugged at Yudrein’s cock and Yudrein’s hands moved from Kishiar’s shoulders to wrap his arms around Kishiar’s neck more tightly, his head resting against Kishiar’s shoulder to ebb the flood of pleasure as Kishiar kept biting and stroking, rough and harsh as if venting his emotions.
But what emotions would the Most Popular Pureblood Prince of the Orr Family have? Surely, who Yudrein went with to Yule Ball didn’t matter. Kishiar probably had dozens of paramours lining up to be his date, perhaps even the special lover of the night afterwards.
Since same gender couples couldn’t attend Yule, especially not when one was a prince among the many pureblood witnesses here, Yudrein thought that it wouldn’t matter if he went with Kanna. Not that Yudrein thought Kishiar would want him to go with him. Although Kishiar often called him out to this and that in public, the blond never revealed or said anything about their secret relationship and infrequent meetings at night. When he was keeping their more intimate relationship a secret, it was clear that he wouldn’t ask him out to Yule Ball, right?
They had even spent an entire night in an empty classroom just last night and Kishiar hadn’t said anything from curfew to dawn so it meant that there were no plans regarding Yule, right?
“Yeah,” Yudrein finally confirmed before biting his lip from a loud gasp as Kishiar stilled and then abruptly jerked his cock harshly again. As if that was the start of something, Kishiar’s hand began moving faster, making Yudrein cling onto Kishiar tighter, his teeth now biting Kishiar’s robe in an attempt to keep silent despite the Silencing Spells he already casted onto the room.
Something must have bothered Kishiar however as Kishiar took off his own robe and then Yuder’s clothes in an instant and flipped his position around to push himself into Yudrein’s still sensitive and gaping hole from their activities the previous night and early hours of this morning. Yudrein bit onto the robe desperately, but was unable to keep biting and hold back his sounds when Kishiar hit his sweet spot in time with the harsh strokes he continued to give to his front and then continued, ramming himself deep, sliding himself against all parts of Yudrein. The cloth fell to the ground as Yudrein moaned from Kishiar’s unrestrained thrusts.
“Then I’ll go with Lady Justin.” Kishiar said in his ear through gritted teeth. And though Yudrein frowned, pleasure forgotten for a fraction of a second in distaste of the memory of the heavy perfume he sometimes smelled on Kishiar, especially after nights they didn’t meet, Yudrein got distracted by another particularly deep thrust and nodded as he tried to recover.
Kishiar growled and bit his ear, not letting him as he continued fucking Yudrein, thoroughly making his presence known within and marking every part of him he had access to.
By the time Kishiar was finally satisfied, night already fell so Yudrein decided to just sleep in the classroom as they usually did in Hogwarts’ many unused classrooms. Yudrein closed his eyes as he rested bonelessly in Kishiar’s embrace, Kishiar still playing with Yudrein’s hair as Kishiar quietly thought about something behind him. As Yudrein fell asleep, Yudrein vaguely remembered that he had left his Ancient Runes homework in the library, but decided to just forget it. That was what Accio was for and he was now an expert at it.