The first day his teammates were arriving, Viktor immediately knew. He was awakened by a sudden knocking and the door opening. Visily and Ivan were at his doorway, bags already gone and walking in, causing a ruckus. Viktor shook his head no, shushing them. His two closest friends stopped, then saw Jane in his bed. The two started making inappropriate gestures and Viktor was surprised to find himself angered at them thinking of Jane that way. He ushered them out, slowly following behind to prevent waking Jane.
Meeting them in the hall, Viktor sighed.
"Did you bed her?" Ivan asked.
Viktor scowled. "No. You know my rule on girls. I von't sleep vith vone unless…"
Visily made a face. "She iz… ze girl?" he asked.
Viktor nodded. "Yes."
Ivan looked at him, wide-mouthed. "So soon? Be lucky it's vith someone who's part Siren," he said with a smile.
Viktor shot him a look. "Do not think of or speak of her in that manner. She is Jane, not just part Siren. She is mine and I expect the rest of the team to stay avay from her," Viktor said, forewarning both of them, malice in his veins.
Visily gave him a half smile. "Viktor, don't worry. I'm happy for you. It iz about time you found her, eh?"
Ivan nodded. "I'm not as polite or as mushy-gushy as Visily, but I feel the same vay, Viktor," he assured him.
Viktor took a deep breath, calming down. "Thank you."
His door opened a crack, and Jane peeked out. "Viktor?" She walked out, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Viktor couldn't help but smile at her hair in a mess. It made her look cute.
He wrapped his arm around her waist, planting a small kiss on her head. He was pleased to see her smile and blush. "Visily, Ivan, you remember Jane. Jane, this is Visily and Ivan, my two closest friends."
Jane leaned her head against Viktor, smiling sleepily. "Hello again." She shook hands with both of them.
"Viktor has been waiting a long time for ze girl to come along," Visily said, teasing.
Viktor shoved his friend playfully. "Yeah, yeah, you two can embarrass me later. Let Jane get voke up, okay?" With that, the two friends wandered off and Viktor leaned Jane against the wall, towering over her.
Jane looked up at him, smiling and biting her lip slightly. She looks mischievious when she bites her lip, he thought. "I like it when you tower over me like that," she said softly.
Viktor half-smiled, placing his forearm on the wall above her head and his other hand on her waist, rubbing circles on her side. "Yeah?"
She smiled shyly. He couldn't help but think about how much he wanted to kiss her, and he leaned down slowly, kissing her collarbone. He heard her slight intake of breath, and he followed that with another kiss up her neck, and another, and another. He finally had reached her jaw and he waited for any warning from her to stop. He felt his urges taking over as he kissed her along the jaw, gradually rougher and rougher. He reached the corner of her mouth before placing his hand on her cheek and turning her mouth towards his and finally, very gently, just barely touched her lips with his own. He saw her eyes were closed and it felt like she had stopped breathing. He felt his own chest tightened, his heartbeat racing, as he kissed her slightly harder until he finally had made complete contact. He rubbed under her jaw as he kissed her, pressing against her gently, feeling her hands along his lower back.
He finally leaned back, panting as he opened his eyes to see her staring up at him, her eyes opening slowly and chin forward, still frozen from the kiss. She smiled slightly, returning her breathing to normal. Viktor leaned away from her slowly, feeling the adrenaline in his veins and feeling on top of the world. "I…I need to take a shower," she said almost inaudibly, her hands dropping from his back. She turned away, the first few steps shaky, as she returned to her room to take a shower. Viktor returned to his own room and shower, unable to forget every detail of his first kiss with Jane.
Jane kept going, her lungs burning at the fast pace. The team had officially started training a few days after her first kiss with Viktor and it was highly suggested she do cardio exercises with them. Thankfully she found she could keep up with the professionals, except Viktor. Viktor was always leading the pack, not cutting her any slack, but on every break he immediately made up for it with his company.
They had been running for half an hour, covering almost four miles. The group was on their way back to the Quidditch pitch for even more cardio. Jane only occasionally joined in on broom work when it included not playing, due to some contract or another.
Arriving back at the outside of the House, Coach told Jane to go inside to meet with Lisa. She nodded, jogging very slowly up the steps. Inside her agent greeted her, laughing at the sweaty model.
"I see you're not lacking in exercise," Lisa chuckled. "Get cleaned up. We have a shoot in an hour."
Jane sighed, walking very slowly up the stairs to a shower. She assumed it was for the Quidditch job, since she hadn't been informed otherwise. Regardless, she showered, wore no make-up, kept her hair down, and wore tasteful jeans and a lace long-sleeve shirt with ballet flats. Ready to head out, Lisa Apparated them to the shoot.
Lisa Apparated them to a common photo shoot area. There was a backdrop, lights, the whole shebang. Jane was greeted by the photographer, saying they wanted some individual shots of her and then they would get the team in to do some pre-game shots, to intimidate the other teams with how strong the Bulgarians were.
Jane ended up in short-shorts, tall quidditch boots, and a tight jersey with her hair up in a tight braided bun. All she had to do was do a few poses with a broom, with a Quaffle, Snitch, et cetera. Jane found it all rather boring. She eventually changed back into her old clothes when the shoot was done, and decided to stay and watch the team's pictures being done.
She found the funniest picture to be when the only woman on the team, Clara, was made to stand in the center with the men cowering to her in mercy. Clara found it amusing as well, and a few of the guys found it demeaning until Clara shot them looks. Viktor looked up to Jane, smiling.
The photographer dismissed everyone, but practice for the team was done for the day. As the team dispersed, Jane met Viktor in front of the backdrop as he drew her closer to him. He rub the small of her back gently while she placed her hands on his chest.
"So, did you have fun with your modeling job?" she asked him teasingly.
He shrugged, grinning down at her. "I haff modeled before. I didn't like it much; I alvays had vomen hanging off of me."
Jane frowned. "Well, we can't have anymore of that, now, can we?" she asked, smiling a bit.
Viktor laughed. "I like it vhen you get jealous. You look cute vhen you're planning evil things," he joked.
Jane shrugged. "I may be shy, but I have a nasty bite when it comes to protecting my man." She winked, and he placed his forehead against hers. He closed his eyes and Jane took the opportunity to examine every feature of his face she could.
Jane heard a faint clicking sound in the background but thought nothing of it, figuring someone was walking in heels in the other room. Viktor opened his eyes, smiling at Jane. She smiled back, leaning her head slightly to the right, bringing her lips to his slowly and gently, until he finally closed the gap. Jane felt her heartbeat speeding up as his hand trailed up her back—
"AWWW!" came a voice in the background. Jane tried to jump back, but Viktor instinctively pulling her to his chest in protection. They turned to see the photographer and Lisa smiling at them, a camera in the photographer's hand. "That'll be adorable."
Jane blushed furiously, hiding her face in Viktor's chest. Viktor kissed the top of her head. "Haven't you heard of privacy?" he asked, clearly trying to keep his temper down.
"Yes, but there's also publicity. These are lovely momentos for you two, but we're not publishing them; women would start sending Jane death threats, stop watching Quidditch… No worries, these won't be released to the public," Lisa said with a smile.
Viktor still scowled at them, turning Jane away and leading her off.
The next day there was another photo shoot, one that Jane did not like whatsoever. The men on the Quidditch team took dramatic-looking pictures with models surrounding them. Jane had opted out of those, only requesting to be in the one with Viktor in it. While she had gone to change, she returned to the photographer talking to a bare-chested, greased-up Viktor surrounded by models.
"Viktor, just get it done before she gets back, Jane will never know!" the photographer was persuading him.
Viktor responded in a low voice, so the others wouldn't hear. "No. I vill only pose vith Jane. The fans von't even know ve are together. She's the face of the modeling for the team, so she should stay vith the Seeker," he responded.
The photographer was getting ready to respond, most likely in a very loud voice, when Jane walked in. "'Jane will never know,'" she mocked him. "Just letting you know, I almost always find out," she glared at him. She dismissed the other girls who grumbled past her, shooting daggers. Jane gave them a glare and no challenges were made.
Having been given a deep tan to match Viktor's and put in a gold skirt and cropped shirt, Jane was essentially the Snitch for the Seeker. She walked onto the floor with Viktor, wrapping herself around him as the photographer directed. She was angry at the photographer, but was rather happy with some of the positions she was put in.
After the pictures were done, Jane left to change and was greeted later by Viktor out in the hall. "You vere beautiful," was all he growled before grabbing her and pinning her against the wall. He began kissing her, rubbing his hands along her sides, down her hips, and back up to her ribs. His lips were rough against hers, but it was with a nice fire rather than something horrible and too agressive.
Viktor was the one to pull back, panting heavily. Jane was breathing heavily, but observed his eyes: The pupils had dialated to cover almost his entire iris. As she watched him close his eyes and catch his breath, he seemed to be controlling himself. When his eyes reopened, she watched as his pupils shrunk to normal. He walked over to her, gently placing his hands on her waist.
"I am sorry," he whispered. "Did I hurt you?"
Jane shook her head, smiling. "No, not at all. And trust me, there's no reason to be sorry," she laughed.
Viktor shook his head but still grinned. "Let us get back. I haff something to explain to you." He took her hand and they apparated back to the House.
Viktor led Jane to his bed and simply sat down. She followed, sitting down and leaning her head on his shoulder. Viktor took a deep breath and began.
"I haff a curse, as you know. But along vith that curse also can come uncontrollable urges, such as vhen I kissed you today. However, I just vanted to varn you, that it can be much, much vorse than that. The only time I vould stop is if you got hurt…" he said, a pained expression on his face.
Jane smiled sadly, running her hand along his cheek. "It's ok, Viktor. Trust me, I don't mind the kissing… But I understand about the 'worse' things. I'll be ok, I promise." She gave him a peck on the cheek then stood up. "How about I make something good for lunch?"
Viktor smiled, grabbing her hand gently. "That sounds vonderful." He gave her hand a kiss and let her walk off towards the kitchen. I just hope I won't do anything to hurt her, he thought. He had a nagging feeling something would happen he would regret.
