Camp Fire

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" So are you and Victoire together now?" Nathan asked Teddy as they were getting ready to leave for the wizarding camping where they had planned to meet the girls directly.

"Yes," Teddy replied without hesitation.

He had told his best friends about the heavy make out session that had taken place at the Potters two days ago, and even though Victoire and him hadn't really discussed whether they were an item or not, there simply wasn't any other acceptable option in Teddy's opinion. He knew he would have to consult Victoire on the subject soon enough though. But after those languid kisses and burning touches, he just wasn't ready to go back to a platonic relationship with Victoire. And he hopped that she felt the same way.

"Good, maybe we'll be able to avoid drama during the holiday then," Nathan replied only half joking.

"Sorry, not every relationship can be as easy as yours and Freya's," Teddy replied dryly, rolling his eyes.

"We're perfect, I know," the blond wizard retorted proudly with a smug grin.

"You're so cheesy, it's nauseating," Jason jumped in, as always partial on everything related to a stable relationship.

"You tell him," Teddy high fived his friend and Nathan's grin disappeared, replaced by an exasperated sigh.

"You'll see Teddy, I give you a full week before you start acting all crazy in love. Then we'll see who's the cheesy one," Nathan said, making both Teddy and Jason laugh because they both knew it was very likely to happen.

What Teddy didn't tell his friends was that he couldn't wait to become cheesy and do all the romantic stuff with Victoire, because he knew he would enjoy sharing those moments with her immensely.

Once all the camping equipment was packed, the three friends apparated to the camping site where they immediately started building the camp that would become their home for the next month. They were the first to arrive but were soon joined by Finn and his boyfriend Matthew. Even though they had become friends, it still seemed strange for them to hang out without Freya or Victoire, who still needed to act as pacifiers between the four of them from time to time. Luckily Matthew who had never been involved in the feud between the three Hufflepuffs and the Slytherins, helped keep the atmosphere light and friendly.

"You sure you want to put your tent next to Jason's?" Teddy asked Finn.

"I shouldn't?" the Slytherin replied, pausing.

Teddy shrugged nonchalantly.

"You'll be fine as long as he doesn't forget to cast a silencing charm," he said with a smile, getting him a scowl from Jason.

"Don't misunderstand, I'm not overly loud, but my … lady friends tend to be," Jason tried to explain, only digging his own grave as he had just confirmed Teddy's words.

"You can put your tent next to mine," a feminine voice came from behind the group of boys "Nathan never forget the silencing spell,"

Nathan sighed at his girlfriend, who once again was sharing too much information, but then quickly went to hug her, as Victoire, Dominique and she made their way to their allocated camping space. Everyone went to greet the girls, Jason swirling Dominique in the air with the girl laughing at his antics. When it was Teddy's turn to greet them, he made sure to keep Victoire for the end and when he was finally standing in front of her, he took her hand in his and leaned close enough to deposit a light kiss on her cheek. Victoire raised an eyebrow at his display of affection but didn't appear against it, instead, she shot him a smile that sent shivers through Teddy's whole body. He would have been embarrassed by how easily Victoire could get a reaction out of him but he loved the silver-haired witch too much to care.

Instead of releasing her hand, Teddy kept it in his as they all talked together and Victoire didn't do anything to break the contact, making a warm feeling of hope and happiness rise in Teddy's chest.

"Are you two going to share a tent? Or do I have to share with Vic?" Dominique asked Teddy and her sister eventually, as subtle as a troll.

Victoire and Teddy exchanged a somewhat uncomfortable glance, both wondering how to avoid answering the question. Teddy wasn't against the idea but if they were to take things slow, letting them sleep together in the same tent didn't seem like the wisest choice. He was only human after all, and seeing how his body responded to a mere smile from Victoire, he didn't need to think twice about what would happen if she happened to touch him with those luscious lips in a confined and intimate space such as a tent.

After a painful 30 seconds of complete silence, the others started a new conversation, trying hard to act as if the answer to Dominique's question didn't interest them at all.

"Are you trying to get rid of me so you can bring someone in the tent Dom?" Victoire asked instead, masterfully dodging the question.

Dominique blushed furiously at the suggestion, reminding everyone of how young she was, and denied immediately having any thoughts of the kind.

"I'll help you get the tent ready," Teddy said after that, going toward the forgotten pile of equipment and effectively dropping out of the conversation.

He was still holding Victoire's hand and pulled her along so she would help him.

As they worked together on the tent, Teddy using magic and Victoire doing what she could to help with just her hands, Teddy murmured to her quietly enough to avoid anyone overhearing.

"So, that was awkward," he said, bringing two deep blue eyes' focus on him.

"You know how Dominique is," Victoire whispered back "If she senses a taboo subject, she pounces on it quicker than a dementor on happiness,"

The comparison made Teddy chuckle as there was as much resemblance between Dominique and a dementor as there was between a troll and a mermaid.

"That's her way of looking out for you I guess," Teddy agreed "Does she still think I'm not right for you?" he inquired.

"She doesn't think you're good enough for me, but then she's probably right," Victoire said, teasing.

"Is that so?" Teddy purred "I'll have to prove my worth then,"

He stopped everything he was doing and grabbed Victoire by the waist, sweeping her of her feet quite literally, making her hair sway behind her, and pressing her body firmly against his to steady her.

Victoire's enchanting laugh resonated in the clearing as her eyes were fixed on Teddy's, her smile only growing as Teddy took her mouth with his. He only kissed her for a second, breaking away to gaze at her sparkling eyes some more.

"I can't wait to see how you plan to do that," Victoire said, her tone holding an invitation and a promise.

"Hey, lovebirds, when you're done with your snogging, we're waiting for you to finish on the tent so we can go to the camping's centre," Freya called out to them, bringing them back to the task ahead.

"It would be quicker if someone helped us with the tent," Victoire replied, still enveloped in Teddy's arms.

"Helping with the tent? Is that how you kids call it nowadays?" Freya replied, taking a weird accent and placing her fist on her hips, triggering a wave of laughter among the group.

Once they were done with all the tents, the eight of them made their way to the camping central area where a dozen people were already sitting around a five meter wide and two-meter high fire with drinks in their hands.

"The fire has been spelled to burn at all time," Teddy explained to Victoire.

"Are these people already drinking?" Dominique asked bewildered "it's 10 in the morning "

It was Jason who answered her as he pulled his own bottle of firewhishkey from his bag.

"Welcome to the perfect holidays!" he exclaimed as he took a sip from his flask.

"Usually people sleep in the morning but since it's the first day and no one is hangover yet, I'm guessing they 're starting today's party early," Nathan said, looking at Jason disapprovingly just as Freya stole the flask from his hand and took a sip as well.

"I think it's time for us to start celebrating as well!" the black-haired witch said, determined, as she handed the firewiskey back to Jason with her Cheshire cat smile illuminating her face.

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"I have a question for you," Teddy whispered to Victoire as they were sitting next to the fire, about a week after their arrival at the camping.

As Teddy's breath tickled her ear, Victoire shivered in her boyfriend's arm, causing Teddy to pull her even closer to him, her back to his chest and his arms solidly holding her close.

"Ask away," she replied, passing her hand on Teddy's arm slowly instead of turning toward him.

She liked how those little touches had become natural to them, how easily Teddy accepted them from her and how easily he touched her back.

"How seriously are we set on the taking things slow decision?" Teddy asked, trying to keep his voice nonchalant while one of his hand had slipped on Victoire's thigh and was now busy tracing slow circles on it.

The silver-haired witch bit her lower lip at the excited feeling that instantly overwhelmed her. Finally, the subject was on the table. And what more agreeable way to broach it than with Teddy's hand petting her inner thigh.

If anyone were to ask Victoire how taking things slow with her boyfriend was going, she would probably say that it was the dumbest idea ever. Especially if you had been in love with the guy for most of your life, already had sex with him and knew just how good it could be, and were spending your holiday 24/24h with him.

Victoire knew it had been her decision and was glad Teddy had at least given it a shot. But now, she had realised how ridiculous an idea it had been. They were way past taking things slow, they had already had sex after all and they were already deep in love. What more were they actually waiting for? The past week, Victoire had seen the same hunger and frustration in Teddy's eyes that she was sure was in hers. And even though she had enjoyed the sweet hand-holding and chaste kisses, she now desired wilder embraces and more passionate caresses. She craved Teddy's warmth against and inside her.

So instead of replying, she turned around in the handsome wizard's arms and passed her hand around his neck, pressing her chest against him and kissing him tenderly.

"Turns out I'm not a big fan of slow," she murmured in his ear.

The hand that had been on her thigh crept higher, immobilising on her hip in a firm grip just as Teddy's other hand was now shaping her nape, cradling her face close to his.

"Is that so?" Teddy purred, his eyes lit with the promise of something definitely fast and hard. "But slow can be so good,"

Victoire arched a brow.

"What if I like fast?" she asked, still keeping her voice low, her words only for Teddy to hear.

"Fast is nice to take the edge off, but nothing is as good as slow and deep," the blue-haired wizard replied.

"Maybe you should take me back to your tent and show me. Prove me wrong," she said against his lips just before kissing him again.

Teddy bit her lower lip, making a little-surprised noise come out of Victoire's mouth.

"As you wish, love" he got on his feet and pulled Victoire up, trapping one of her hand in his as he led the way to their camping space.

But they barely made it away from the central area and to the tree line when Teddy pushed Victoire against a tree trunk and put his hands on each side of her, caging her. Then he was on her, his mouth crushed hers as his tongue thrust forcefully into her mouth, sweeping against Victoire's. The kiss was determined and possessive as Teddy took the response he wanted. One hand went to Victoire's nape, holding her possessively as the other went to clutch her ass. Victoire didn't even realise she was grinding against Teddy until he hoisted her up and helped her curve her legs around his hips, allowing a closer contact and a better friction. Victoire let out a helpless moan of pleasure that was lost in Teddy's mouth as she gripped his shoulders, making Teddy groan. The hand that had been massaging her ass moved between them, slipping under her shorts and inside her knickers to find the proof of Victoire's arousal. Teddy played a little with her curls and clit, never pushing inside her, just teasing.

All too soon he pulled his mouth from hers, moving his hand to tangle in her silverish hair, covering her mouth and neck in kisses and nibbles.

"That's not your tent, Teddy," Victoire managed to say, a little breathless from the surprise attack.

She hadn't expected it, certain that Teddy would bring her to his tent before doing anything. But now she was panting, rendered breathless by almost nothing. The kisses and blazing touches had made her so wet already and Teddy's hand hadn't helped either, being so close from where she wanted it but at the same time too far. The memories of what he had done to her body the last time, the orgasm he had given her ….

"I know," Teddy answered, his mouth still busily buried in her neck "But slow is all about build up, love," he added, moving his head to watch her pupils dilate even more in anticipation.

"I hate foreplay," Victoire lied through her teeth, needing him to finish what he had started soon. She wanted him inside her, and this time his fingers wouldn't be enough.

"I don't remember you saying that the last time I had my head between your thighs," Teddy replied, biting her ear as a punishment for her lie.

"I just didn't want to upset you," Victoire said, her voice breaking as one of Teddy's hand passed over her breast, pinching a nipple through her t-shirt.

Teddy didn't reply but started walking toward the tent again, with a little more difficulty, due to the painfully hard erection that was pressing against the fabric of his jean. This time he didn't stop until he was in front of the tent. Only then did he release Victoire's hand to open it and get inside.

Teddy's tent was like most other wizarding tents, composed of a small common area, a sleeping area with a bed and a small bathroom. Teddy led Victoire to the portion of the tent with the bed and closed the fabric curtains behind them. He cast all necessary spells before leaving his wand on the bedside table but then, instead of bringing Victoire to the bed, Teddy simply pulled her inside his arms and started kissing her again, one hand in her hair and the other on her lower back.

When his mouth reached the swell of her breasts, Victoire whimpered and cursed her t-shirt for getting in the way of Teddy's mouth. As if knowing what she was thinking, Teddy took a step back and looked at her.

"Take your clothes off," he almost ordered, as he started undressing.

Victoire didn't hesitate one second before doing exactly as he had asked, even though she hated being ordered around. Somehow she didn't mind it so much when it was Teddy ordering her to lose her clothes. And the faster they both were naked, the faster he'd be inside her, she thought.

As she finished taking her clothes off, she glanced at Teddy and felt herself get even wetter at the sight of him. He was perfect, his torso chiseled and muscular, his turquoise hair now a deeper indigo colour, a proof of his arousal just like his long, thick and fully erect cock was. She only had an instant to let her eyes roam over him before she was once again flush against him, his hands gripping her hips, branding her. Teddy claimed her mouth once again, more slowly, tasting, as she bathed in the feeling of his warm cock pressing against her belly.

Teddy's mouth left hers, going down, kissing her neck, her breasts until Teddy dropped down on his knees and started drawing circles around Victoire's belly button with his tongue, leaving the witch breathless with need. She tangled her hands in Teddy's hair, dying in anticipation at what this wicked mouth would do to her.

Just as she had predicted, Teddy's mouth went even lower until it was buried between her thighs and she felt a first long slow lick. Teddy's hands were clutching her ass now, in a way that was sure to leave bruises, pressing her sex closer to his head as he tasted her, licking her cream and playing with her clit. Victoire felt herself grow weak in the knees, as wave after wave of pleasure rocked her, bringing her closer to what she knew would be a powerful orgasm. But just as she felt her climax grow imminent, Teddy stopped completely, making a complain escape Victoire's parted lips.

"Teddy, please", she whispered, begging him to either finish her with his mouth or finally take her.

Refusing to listen, Teddy blew on her clit instead, as a punishment for her impatience and then lifted one of her legs to rest on his shoulder so he could spread her more widely. After that, his mouth returned to Victoire, only this time instead of licking he was fucking her with his tongue. Victoire's moan reached a higher peak and her hands, still tangled in Teddy's hair, started pushing his head closer to her as she was trying to ride his tongue's onslaught.

One of Teddy's hand released her ass' cheek, just to spank her lightly a second later, making Victoire gasp in surprise. When he felt her close to climaxing once again with her pussy starting to contract and her legs shivering, Teddy stopped once more, denying Victoire her orgasm for the second time.

This time, he unhooked her leg from his shoulder, careful to keep an arm around her, feeling how weak her legs had become. He stood up completely and spanked her again just as he swallowed her little cry with his kiss.

"Stop spanking me and make me come, Teddy" Victoire ordered in a voice that would have been more convincing had it not been shaking with need.

Teddy finally pushed her toward the bed, laying her on her back as he climbed above her.

"I'll make you come, don't worry," Teddy replied as he took one of her nipple in his mouth.

He sucked, kissed, pulled and licked it while one of his hand was massaging Victoire's other breast. With Victoire's hand on his back, holding him close, Teddy took his time torturing her tight bud until she was writhing underneath him, which didn't take long. He repeated the whole process with her other nipple, starting to rock his erection slowly between Victoire's open legs.

"Teddy, I need you," the witch said, her head laying back on the pillow, her eyes closed and her face turned toward the ceiling of the tent.

As Teddy's cock brushed once again against her, teasing her but not entering, Victoire shivered and cursed internally. Something in her woke up suddenly, a hunger and lust she hadn't known she could feel. She secured her hands on Teddy's shoulder and taking advantage of how lost he was on her nipples, she flipped him so that he was laying on his back and she was straddling him.

"Enough playing," she said as she positioned herself above him and pushed her hips down, taking Teddy's cock inside her slowly, his size stretching her.

Teddy's eyes were fixated on the sight of his length disappearing inside her, making him even harder if that was even possible. He loved this witch so much.

Victoire started riding him, lifting and lowering her hips in a constant rhythm, Teddy's hands on her hips helping her. His hazel eyes had turned a shade darker, the pupil almost overriding all the colour as he devoured her with his gaze. His eyes followed the bouncing from her breast, her hands playing in her hair and her mouth as it opened and closed to let little moans escape. After a moment, Teddy lifted his torso from the bed, to reach with his mouth and claim hers. His hands took control of the rhythm between them as his hips were rising to meet Victoire's motion, pushing deeper inside her. And again, as Victoire felt her climax creeping nearer, Teddy withdrew from her, making her cry.

"Merlin, Teddy, let me come!" she shouted.

"Only when I say so," Teddy whispered in her ear as he changed their position so that they were now both kneeling with Victoire's back pressed against Teddy's front.

Without warning, Teddy pushed inside her, making Victoire gasp. He thrust slowly, deeply and hard inside her, holding her against him with one arm that he had looped around her waist. Victoire's hips were following the movement, trying to meet his thrusts but once again, it didn't take long for her legs to start quivering. But this time, instead of stopping everything, Teddy upped his thrusts, pounding inside her just as fiercely and deeply but with an added speed that spoke of his own need for the witch. His free hand found Victoire's clit and he started caressing it in quick motions as he felt Victoire's channel tighten around him, squeezing him deliciously.

"Now Victoire," Teddy said as he pinched her clit and thrust harder inside her.

He heard Victoire scream his name, immediately triggering his own release and he pushed inside her two more times before coming with a groan.

It took Victoire 5 minutes to come back from her orgasm and she wondered if she maybe had passed out. This had been one of her most powerful orgasms ever and she had all but felt lost as ripples after ripples of burning pleasure had crashed inside her, probably the consequence of her 3 denied orgasms. It took her 5 more minutes to resume breathing normally and 5 more to be able to talk.

"I changed my mind," she said, as she lay in Teddy's arms.

"About what love?" Teddy asked, kissing her temple lovingly.

"Slow isn't that bad," she said impishly.

"Told you so,"