More smut in another little interlude while camping, warning, graphic language and sexual scenes, if these things bother you then don't read it.

You can't say you haven't been warned,

Merick

The kiss was shy in its duration, and Harry would have been able to feel the desperate passion behind it if he hadn't been so shocked as whose it was.

"Cedric?"

A deep breath, "Yes Harry." The response was barely above a whisper. Harry brought his wand out and cast a tiny bit of light over them both.

"I don't understand."

"I'm sorry Harry, I just," his embarrassment was creeping into his resolve. "I just."

"Cedric?" Harry's tone was inquisitive but not annoyed.

"I heard you and Draco."

"Oh." Harry's voice went very flat.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't ever tell anyone."

Harry sighed with audible relief; he had enough strikes against him, this kind of revelation would be gold for the Prophet, to say nothing of what it would do to Draco's reputation, his father would kill him.

"So?" Harry ventured.

"I got really, excited, listening to you." Cedric was immensely glad that the light within Harry's curtained in bed was so dim that the blush rising over his face couldn't be seen. A sly smile crept over Harry's.

"You did?"

"Really excited." Cedric felt the smooth skin of Harry's hand slip down his chest between them.

"Damn Cedric." Harry's hand brushed up against the rock hard rod causing Cedric to jump just a bit. Unconsciously he pushed his hips against Harry. "You want some help?" Harry offered.

"Desperately." His voice was hesitant in tone, but the resolve was creeping back. Harry brushed his hand against him again and Cedric moaned. "Oh god Harry, please."

Harry's hand reached in between them to more firmly stroke down Cedric's shaft, grasping it at the base more tightly, and then pulling upwards again.

"Like that?" Harry's voice was teasing, in that same deep, breathy tone.

"Oh god." Cedric pushed against the hand, moving his hips to receive more of the attention, and Harry smiled and stroked him again. Cedric's eyes closed and his head rolled back in a silent cry, which fueled Harry's excitement, his hand began to move in a steadier rhythm, which elicited a further response from Cedric. At each stroke, as he came to the tip of Cedric's manhood, he brushed his thumb roughly over the very top and felt the response as Cedric's body became more pliable under his work. He listened for his breathing, hearing it come in shorter and shorter gasps, even as he felt his own body coming back to life in his own arousal. Harry pushed his hips back against Cedric and finally sought out his mouth again to kiss him, and plunge his tongue past the panting lips, tasting Cedric's excitement and finally the orgasm that rocked his body, sending spasms of his pleasure between the two bodies.

Harry rolled Cedric onto his back in a quick motion and slid his own body on top of him, riding out the crest of the waves with him, and holding his mouth with his own, grinding against him, and crushing his lips until the orgasm had subsided, and then he rolled away.

Cedric could hardly catch his breath, and he felt like an idiot when all he could keep repeating was 'oh god Harry'. For his part, Harry laughed at him, just quietly and continued to grind his hips against Cedric, slipping about in the juices that remained between them. The contact brought his own erection to its full and Cedric could feel it, pressed against his abdomen, it made him shiver.

"Are you cold? Let me get a blanket over us." Harry reached down and pulled up the quilts. Cedric said nothing, but looked deeply into Harry's eyes as the other hovered over him. He knew his own were wide looking, but he also knew at that point that he didn't have the ability to form the conscious thought required to change that. He watched Harry's expression change, from a soft delight to concern.

"Cedric, are you alright?" A pause, "Oh god, Cedric, that wasn't what you wanted was it?" He was genuinely concerned that he had pushed it, and misinterpreted what Cedric had asked. His passions sank as fear rose and he made to roll away from him. Strong arms held him in place, crushing his chest and then taking his mouth, returning the passion of his earlier kiss, forcing his lips apart, seeking his tongue and breath. Hands slid down to his hips, pulling those more forcefully downward and the mouth gained further purchase and Harry allowed himself to slip back into the passions.

"I want to touch you Harry." Cedric had found his courage finally; sorted out what he had been feeling as Harry's hands had brought him to his orgasm; and he had decided that it was wonderful. He felt the body he had pulled against him tremble, and he rolled, still holding him, until he was on top, looking down at Harry. "I didn't mean to scare you with my silence." He apologized.

Harry allowed a smile to cross his face once again, not as broad or erotic as the first had been, but betraying his comfort never the less.

"Are you certain Cedric?" But there was still some doubt.

"I don't know that I have ever been more so. Please, will you let me?"

Harry could only nod, and no sooner had he done so he felt Cedric's body lift from his, and felt the touch of his hands, rougher than his own, rougher than Draco's, slide down his chest, to his abdomen, to his groin, where they tenderly grasped him, brushing up and down to restore his erection, like feathers on his skin. He moaned softly and closed his eyes.

"Is this good Harry?" The voice was barely over a whisper.

"Wonderful." He didn't even open his eyes, but began to move his hips along with the rhythm. He felt Cedric's warm breath on his neck, punctuated by kisses. He continued the quiet cries of pleasure, stopped only when Cedric leaned in very close to his ear and breathed a request that made his heart stop for a moment, and the fire in his gut blaze.

"I want to suck you Harry." The cry was shock as much as delight and Cedric laughed even as he began to kiss his way down Harry's chest.

"Do you know what you are saying Cedric?"

"That I want to take your cock in my mouth and suck you until you come? Is that about right?"

Harry shuddered. "Yup that's about it."

"Will that be okay with you Harry?"

"Oh god yes."