Together
Rating: A low NC-17 or high R, I think
Pairing: Connolly/Lynch (from the Irish National Quidditch Team
Summary: Couldn't help it. Just a kinda post-match fic. Pretty dumb, actually, but I just had to write it.
Notes: This is rather rare, isn't it? Yeah. Well...spoilers for GoF. And I ignored the first victory lap.
The game progressed quickly from the time Aidan crashed, a victim of Krum�s Wronski Feint. The Bulgarian beaters were getting ugly, and Quigley and I had our hands full protecting our chasers and trying to attack theirs that I forgot about the seekers. And I think they did too, otherwise Quigley never would�ve been able to catch him with the bludger. The older man winked at me, and I grinned back, thanking him for avenging Krum�s making my lover look inept. Which he isn�t, not at all. He�s actually a superb seeker, else he wouldn�t be on the Irish National Team, but everyone looks a little slow next to Krum. Anyway, a moment later Aidan dove, and my heart leapt. He�d seen the Snitch.
But Krum was right on his tale, and I knew he�d overtake Aidan. Action stilled above as everyone watched the dive. And then it was over. I was on the ground and to Aidan�s side before the crowd exploded, tossing Veela out of my way and off of him. Of course, the Irish supporters were screaming in delight over the victory, the Bulgarians in support for their superior seeker.
Aidan was sitting up, looking dazed, when I reached him. �We won?� he asked, blinking.
�Yeah, Aid, we won.� A beautiful grin spread across his face, and I smiled back, simply relieved he was ok.
Meg Moran came over to help me help Aidan to his feet, and he leaned on both of us as the Cup was presented up in the top box. We stood awhile, basking in the crowd�s applause, until Aidan�s head began to droop to my shoulder. �Come on, Aid. We need to get you inside.�
�Yeah,� he agreed, distantly.
�Here, Meg, put him on my broom.� I climbed on, and the chaser helped Aidan shakily follow. He locked his arms around my waist and I took off in the obligatory victory lap before heading into the clubhouse.
I helped him off and to sit down, then plopped beside me. He grinned at me, then kissed me. �We won.�
�We did,� I agreed. �You�re ok, then, Aid?�
�Aye, I will be. Ouch, though.�
�Hold on, then, I�ll find a mediwizard.� I stood to leave and ran into the rest of the team, all grinning broadly.
�He ok, then, Connor?� I know, Connor Connolly. What can I say, my parents were muggles.
�He will be. Kinda out of it, I think. I�m going to find a mediwizard.� I soon returned with her, and she examined Aidan, gave him a potion, and Aid immediately dropped into sleep against me.
�Let him sleep for 20 minutes, no longer, wake him up and he�ll be fine.�
Quigley, our team captain, shrugged. �We can hold off celebrations that long, I think.� So we spent the time discussing the match, critiquing, thinking of what we could�ve done better, which was, we decided, not much.
Finally, Meg, who had been unable to sit still, blurted, �It�s been 20 minutes.�
Obliging her desire to commence with celebration, I kissed him awake. �Feel better, Aid?�
He blinked, then smiled at me. �Much, love. Start without me?�
I smiled and stood, pulling him with me. �Of course not. Let�s go, then?�
The others, quite used to our public displays of affection, heartily agreed, and we quickly apparated to our favorite haunt in Diagon Alley.
�Hey!� Joey, the longtime bartender greeted us enthusiastically. �It�s the World Champs!� The entire bar erupted into cheers. �First round�s on me. Now have a seat.�
We took a couple tables in the back and I sighed happily as Aid slid in next to me. Three years since we first met at training camp, and I still can�t get enough of him. I�ll never be able to get enough of him. Luckily, he feels the same about me, so we get along great. He immediately started nibbling on my neck, which he knows just destroys me, and for once I let him, though we were in public because we were the Quidditch World Champions and I didn�t give a damn anymore who knew I was in love with the seeker.
Of course, then he bit a little harder and licked the spot and I couldn�t stop my whimper. Troy raised his eyebrows at us. �You should get a room, you two.�
Aidan looked up, his green yes sparkling. �Eh, we�ll wait �til a bit later for that, I think.� He�s a cheeky bastard when he�s not been run into the ground.
He does have a quick tongue. And a quick smile, that�s exquisitely beautiful, just like the rest of him. His mind works as quickly as his body. I could think about him like this forever, of course, but someone has cleared a space in the middle of the bar and cranked up the Wireless Wizarding Network, and Meg pulled me to the makeshift dance floor. The WWN was doing a night devoted to our team. I think I managed to dance with everyone at the bar before pleading exhaustion and escaping for a drink. Until I heard the wizard DJ speaking again. �That�s right, folks, you heard correctly. I know we don�t normally play muggle music, but this is a special request from Aidan to Connor � �I love you and I don�t care who knows. We weren�t fooling anyone, anyway.� So here you go Connor, from your wonderfully sweet boyfriend, the muggle band R.E.M.!�
I gaped, amazed that Aid would request a muggle song on WWN for me, but he materialized and made me dance with him, which of course, I did. �I love you, Aid.�
�I know. Love you, too. You played really great today.�
�So did you.�
�Ah, I played like shite.�
�Everyone looks like that against Krum, don�t worry.�
�Makes me feel so much better.� He pressed closer into me. �Gods, Con, what I�m going to do you tonight��
I shivered in anticipation. �We should go soon.�
�After my specially requested song,� Aid smiled. The instant the song ended, he took my hand and announced. �Well, folks, it�s been a lovely evening, but my lovely beater and I will be taking our leave now. Goodnight!�
And we apperated.
The instant we reappeared in our hotel room � the whole team was booked in a local inn so we wouldn�t have to waste the energy going back and forth from home � Aid had me back against the door, nibbling my neck again. �Gods, Aid, that kills me!�
He raised his head and grinned. �Oh, I know.� Then he kissed me on the lips, causing me to forget anything else I might have said. His hand slipped inside my robes, gently massaging and eliciting a strangled moan from me. �Come on, then, Con. Bed.�
Once we reached the bedroom, I decided to be done with the passive role. I pushed him backwards on the bed and followed, devouring him with my lips, undressing and tasting every inch of flesh. Of course, we�d been lovers for over 2 � years, so I already knew every inch of him, and I certainly enjoyed relearning, and from the interesting noises he was making, so did Aidan.
�Oh, God, Con, please��
�What?� I gently brushed the back of my fingertips against his fully erect cock. �That?�
�Yes, yes, God, yes, more!� His hips bucked up against my hand. I stroked him more fully, then bent to lick him, root to tip. �No, stop, Con. I want you inside me when I come.�
The sound of his voice saying those words turned me on more than I could possibly imagine possible. �Whatever you want, babe.� Quickly and carefully, I prepared him and myself � we were pretty newly past the need for protection. Slowly, I pushed inside, until he was sobbing for more. I obliged, reaching between our bodies to stroke him in time to my thrusts.
�Oh, fuck, Con, one more-� he shuddered, tensed, and his release tore through him. The combo of his muscles contracting around me and the splash of arm liquid on my skin brought me rushing to completion as well.
I collapsed beside him, exhausted, and he turned to kiss me. �What a day.�
�And we get to be world champions all year.�
�Just one, love?�
�Well��
He cuddled up closer to me, fitting to my side perfectly. I closed my eyes, completely and utterly content and sated and hell, every positive adjective I can think of.
I�m a world champion Irish Quidditch player (although I�m barely Irish), but more importantly I have my beautiful seeker by my side. Who wouldn�t be happy?