Disclaimer: I own nothing that is the Harry Potter canon. J.K. Rowling is an excellent woman to give myself the characters to play with, and will return when done. I only own the plot, and nothing else.
They made their way up to the seventh floor, both being quiet but content with the silence between them on their way to find an empty room. Eventually Oliver found what he was looking for, a blank wall, opposite a tapestry showing Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls to dance the ballet. He turned to Cedric and asked, "Have you ever heard of the Room of Requirement before?" Cedric looked befuddled, and replied, "No…" "Well stand over there for a moment," replied Oliver, and when Cedric moved, Oliver held a look of concentration on his face, and moved, pacing in front of the blank wall three times. Eventually a door revealed itself on the blank wall, and Cedric looked on astounded. Oliver smiled triumphantly, and grabbed Cedric's hand to open the door.
Once inside, the room was warm and had a fireplace in a corner already with a roaring fire. There were a few couches and chairs that looked comfortable, and some goblets and pitchers of pumpkin juice, along with some snacks incase they were to get hungry or thirsty from their talk. Cedric smiled while seeing the mixing colors of yellow, black, scarlet, and gold. He turned to Oliver, and inquired, "How did you do this?" Oliver smirked, and replied, "The Room of Requirement is for those who need it for great use, and while I was pacing in front of the blank wall, I was concentrating on what you and I needed this room for." Cedric smiled, and though if eventually they would need this room if there were a future between them. Suddenly, a bed appeared along a wall near the fireplace, and a soft appearing rug appeared before the fireplace. Oliver looked suspiciously at the new additions, and looked towards Cedric, who tried to hold an innocent look on his face.
"Cute Cedric, really cute…"he trailed off and grabbed for Cedric's hand. He directed him towards the leather couch near the fireplace, and both sat down. Oliver eventually turned to face Cedric, and crossed his legs Indian style to be facing him. "So…we're here to talk…" Oliver started. "Yeah, I was looking forward to this for the past couple of days, and now I'm speechless, " Cedric joked while turning to face Oliver as well, sitting on his heels on the couch. Oliver thought for a moment, and figured to start from the beginning of the thoughts that had been going through his head. "Well, I guess I'll start with saying I'm utterly confused by all of this. I mean, I'll admit I feel attracted to you, and I enjoy when we're together, it's just all new to me." Cedric nodded and responded, "I agree. I've been thinking a lot about this too, and I guess it seems normal for me too at the same time. Though I've never done anything with a guy, it feels right. I think it's right to believe, I am gay, and always have been. Just, you kind of helped me figure it out, "Cedric looked down to his hands, which were clasped together and was fiddling with the hem of his shirt.
Oliver could sense his embarrassment by admitting this to him, they had only begun speaking to each other the week prior, and each felt a strong attraction to one another, which brought along new feelings. Oliver felt he needed to be honest with him as well, and replied, "Well, this is all new, and as I said I do like being with you. I've been wrestling with the idea of being gay. I'm not sure, I've been with girls before and I still feel I'm attracted to them, but I feel strongly attracted to you, and it feels stronger than what I've felt before." Cedric bit his lip to hide his smile, just to know that Oliver Wood felt the same strong pull towards him as he did. Though Oliver didn't quite know his sexual preference, he knew of his preference to him. That meant enough to Cedric. He started to inch closer to Oliver, testing the water, and eventually his hands found their way to the Gryffindor's legs, resting on his thighs.
Oliver looked up into the stormy grey eyes looking back at him. He smirked, brought his eyes down to the hands resting on his lap, and decided they did enough talking for the moment, and they could reconvene to talking after a good bit of snogging. He grabbed Cedric's hands, and kissed the back of each, while pulling the boy towards him, till eventually Cedric was straddling Oliver's lap, and Oliver had stretched his legs out behind Cedric so they reached the other side of the couch. Oliver brought his hand up to Cedric's neck, and could feel his pulse beating rapidly, but felt the boy above him relax to his touch. He brought his hand up to his cheek, and felt heat rush to the skin, and Cedric snuggle against the hand. Oliver chuckled, and eventually grabbed the Hufflepuff's chin, and brought his lips down towards his, in a bruising kiss.
Cedric groaned against the Scottish lad's lips, and eventually opened his mouth to deepen the kiss, while running his hands through the back of the other boy's hair, and gripped the hair, pulling his head back a bit so he could move his ministrations to the neck of the boy below him. He used his teeth and tongue to lavish the skin, living small marks that the Keeper could easily hide once they were through. He had missed him incredibly and was realizing it now while he couldn't get enough of the body below him. He could feel the groans leaving Oliver's throat with his lips, and it excited him even more to not only hear the groans he was causing, but to feel them, made the tension in his lap grow even more.
Oliver eventually scooted their bodies to where he was laying down, his head being supported but a pillow that wasn't there previously. Oliver silently thanked the heavens for this room, and went back to focusing on the heated body above him, assaulting his neck, and eventually felt the tension built within Cedric's pants rubbing against his own. He grabbed the back of Cedric's hair, and moved his head to be facing him, and pressed his forehead against his, heavily breathing. "Blimey Diggory, what you do to me…"Oliver expressed. Cedric smiled, closed his eyes, and pressed his face towards Oliver's to kiss him again.
Eventually Oliver raised his legs and planted his feet on the couch to support Cedric to sit up. Oliver moved himself to have his back against the arm of the couch, and smiled up to Cedric, while moving his lips to his cheek, jaw line, then to his ear, nibbling on the earlobe and kissing around his ear. While Cedric was reeling in the feeling of the Scottish lad's lips, teeth, and tongue all over his available skin, he felt strong fingers move towards the hem of his shirt, and eventually hands slide up his back, mapping every inch of his strong, muscular back. He gasped, and then groaned when he felt those strong hands grab his firm ass. He arched his back and felt electricity shoot through his body.
Oliver gasped as well to Cedric's reaction, and at this time took advantage of the Hufflepuff's reaction, and pulled the hem of the boy's shirt towards his head, and pulled it completely off. With the new skin exposed, Oliver ran his firm, calloused, but gentle hands over the chest of the body above him. His fingers skimmed over the dusty pink nipples, and felt the Seeker above him tense a bit. When Oliver noticed this, he repeated running his fingers over the nipples, and smiled when Cedric gasped. He had found a weak spot, and while pulling on the neck of the boy above him to give him another bruising kiss, he reached between them with both hands and pinched the boy's nipples.
Cedric broke the kiss and cried out from the intense pleasure of the slight pain the Gryffindor had given him. He looked down at the brown orbs looking up at him, both pairs of eyes holding intense passion for each other in that intimate moment. Cedric went back to kissing Oliver, and Oliver reached lower to unzip the Hufflepuff's trousers. Cedric sighed against the Gryffindor's lips, and then reached for the hem of the Scottish lad's shirt to match him, and once the shirt was removed, he pressed himself flush against the other, both reveling in the feel of their hot skin together. Oliver pushed on Cedric's shoulders to have him sit up again, and he reached to open the trousers he had recently unzipped, and pushed the trousers down to the Hufflepuff's knees, and Cedric pushed them down and off his body.
Oliver grinned at the sight before him. Apparently Cedric had planned on getting lucky tonight, going commando. He looked up to see a blush creep over the Hufflepuff's cheeks and neck. He looked away slightly from the Gryffindor below him, and just snickered. Oliver cocked an eyebrow and asked, "Someone was hopeful weren't they?" Cedric giggled again, looked back towards Oliver and nodded his head. Oliver looked back down to see Cedric's straining erection pointing straight up, begging for attention. He placed his hand over the neck of the boy above him, and pulled him in for a kiss, running his tongue over the Hufflepuff's lower lip. While doing so, he reached in between them and grasped Cedric's erection in his hand, while running his thumb over the leaking head. Cedric groaned audibly against Oliver's lips, but did not pull away. He moved himself to be pressed against Oliver as much as he could without stopping the ministrations that the Gryffindor was doing to him. During their intense snogging, Oliver continued to move his hand up and down, twisting his wrist with the Hufflepuff's hard cock in his hand. It was easy to figure out what Cedric liked, being male, he knew what he liked, and it seemed comparable to Cedric's preferences. Cedric writhed above the Gryffindor, and moaned against his lips, feeling he could not take much more of the glorious hand job he was receiving. He continued to thrust into the hand, loving the friction. He trembled, feeling the lad below him increase pressure around his straining cock, holding him off, teasing him, twisting his wrist and continuing to stroke him. He pulled away from Oliver's lips; his eyes closed, and begged, "Please Oliver, I can't hold out much longer." Oliver looked up to him, seeing his face contorted in extreme pleasure. "I want you to look at me when you cum, Cedric." Cedric immediately opened his eyes, and whimpered, "I am so close, please let me cum Oliver…please!" Oliver gasped audibly, and lessened the pressure on the Hufflepuff's erection, and began stroking him rapidly, fisting him up and down, twisting quickly. Finally, Cedric kept his eyes open when he groaned Oliver's name, as his seed spilled all over the Gryffindor's stomach. Cedric finally closed his eyes after his orgasm rocked him, and collapsed against the boy beneath him, breathing rapidly. Oliver chuckled, and reveled in the feeling of the weight above him, relaxing into his arms. Finally Cedric sat up in Oliver's lap, and looked down at the boy, with a huge grin on his face. Oliver smiled back, and reached between them, grabbing the Hufflepuff's hand, wiping off the mess between them onto his fingers, and slowly brought the hand to his mouth, sucking clean the mess Cedric had produced, tasting him for the first time.