blogombal Chapter 248: Taking Cedric back to his dormitory
Chapter 248: Taking Cedric back to his dormitory
Chapter 248 Taking Cedric back to his dormitory
The kiss was both tender and passionate.
At first, it was just a gentle touch, like two petals quietly embracing, carrying a hint of shyness and tentativeness.
Then, we deepened the kiss, each of us giving and receiving with abandon.
My hands unconsciously tightened around him, and he held my shoulders tightly, as if afraid that this beautiful moment would suddenly disappear.
The moonlight, like water, gently bathed us, witnessing this tender moment.
A gentle breeze blows, and the grass on the lawn seems to sway softly for us.
On this dreamlike night, on this moonlit lawn, we embraced each other, lost in our passionate kiss, forgetting all the troubles and worries of the world, wishing only that time could stand still at this moment, so that this love could remain eternal.
"Ayers~" Cedric gasped for breath and rested his head on my shoulder, still not recovered.
"It's already dark. Are you coming back with me tonight? Or... I'll go back with you." I hugged Cedric and asked for his opinion.
"What do you mean, come back with me?" What was Ayers saying? Cedric felt a little dizzy.
I didn't answer his question; I just smiled and looked at him.
Cedric, having recovered, finally realized what was happening, blushing and looking away, avoiding eye contact with me.
"Do you want me to go back to your dorm with you, or do you want to come with me to my dorm?" Under the moonlight, I could see Cedric's ears were already bright red. I whispered in his ear with a playful smile.
"Stop messing with Ayers~" Cedric felt his ears were itchy, but he didn't want to push my head away.
"No way~ What do you want to say tonight? Do you want me to go back with you, or do you want to go back with me?" At this point, how could she not try to abduct him? She gave Cedric's neck a sticky, light bite.
"No~ Ayers~ Let's not be here~" Cedric was so weak from what I did that he was almost powerless.
"Let's go back then." Seeing that Ced seemed a little weak, he simply picked him up in a princess carry.
“Ayers!” Cedric was startled by my actions.
"Alright, now Seid should answer my question first. Do you want to go back to your own room or mine?" I carried him toward Hogwarts Castle.
“Go to your dorm room~” Cedric was forced to choose between two options by Ayers’ question. He didn’t want his roommates to hear any indescribable sounds in his own dorm room, so he could only rest his head on my shoulder and whisper shyly in my ear.
"Okay." Hearing the answer he wanted, he happily hugged the person and headed towards his dormitory.
Of course, I wasn't blinded by excitement; I still cast the 'Confusion Charm' on myself and Cedric.
My current 'Confusion Charm' is only noticeable if my own brother or Headmaster Dumbledore is standing in front of me. You could say I can walk around Hogwarts without anyone noticing us.
He carried Cedric into his Slytherin-class master bedroom without any hindrance.
She gently tossed Cedric, whom she was holding, onto her huge, soft bed.
Knowing that Ayers wouldn't hurt him, Seid relaxed and fell onto Ayers's bed.
"You really trust me a lot." I could see Cedric's subtle movements, which was quite satisfying for me.
Who doesn't love to see their partner's unconditional trust in them?
“Ayers, this bed is quite comfortable.” Cedric spread his arms and lay sprawled out on my bed.
"Take off your shoes and get into bed. I'm going to take a shower first. Want to come with me?" She took out a dark blue nightgown from the closet.
I might be the only Slytherin wizard who also likes blue.
"Go take a shower first, I'll shower later." Cedric was still a little reluctant to move, so he closed his eyes and lay down on my big bed to rest.
"Looks like you really are tired. Let me carry you over so we can shower together." I grabbed two sets of pajamas and stuffed them into my portable backpack.
I walked softly to the bedside, as if afraid of shattering the beautiful tranquility.
His gaze remained fixed on Said's face, his heart filled with tenderness and affection.
I carefully reached out my hands and gently wrapped them around his waist.
He stirred slightly upon feeling my touch, but did not open his closed eyes.
A smile involuntarily crept onto my lips as I gently lifted him into my arms. His body felt incredibly light to me, and he carried a faint scent of sunflowers. He nestled softly against my chest.
I smiled, a smile full of doting affection, and carried him slowly toward the bathroom.
As I entered the bathroom, I gently embraced him against my body and began by removing his clothes.
"Ayers, I can do it myself." He had originally wanted to close his eyes and not look at Ayers, but since Ayers was about to take off his clothes, he couldn't keep up the act anymore.
I laughed as I watched Cedric undress, and then I took off my own clothes as well.
Cedric was genuinely surprised; Ayers' physique was truly stunning.
In his mind, Ayers' physique was like a work of art meticulously sculpted by nature, with every line perfectly proportioned, exuding an irresistible charm.
He now stands before me, exuding an aura of authority and confidence that inspires trust the moment one sees him from afar.
His shoulders were broad and thick, like a solid fortress, giving me an endless sense of security.
When I nestled beside him, leaning on his strong shoulder, it felt as if no storm could affect me.
The smooth shoulder lines extend naturally from the neck to the arms, with the undulations of the muscles faintly visible beneath the skin, revealing a restrained strength, as if containing boundless energy, ready to shield oneself from wind and rain at any time.
His chest was like a thick shield, solid yet resilient.
His slightly protruding pectoral muscles made his upper body look particularly well-proportioned.
He usually wears simple casual clothes, and when he unbuttons one or two buttons, his chest is sometimes faintly visible, which can make your heart race if you accidentally catch a glimpse.
Now they're taking off their clothes and showing them off right in front of me. As a man, I have to admit I'm envious.
No wonder every time I hug him and press my cheek against his chest, I can clearly feel his heart beating strongly and firmly for me.
His abdominal muscles are perfectly defined, with six distinct abdominal muscles, as exquisite as an ancient Greek sculpture.
Those firm abs, without an ounce of excess fat, every muscle seemed to speak of his self-discipline and love for life.
When he exerts a little force, his abdominal muscles become as hard as steel, which is not only a symbol of strength, but also a reflection of his healthy lifestyle.
His arms were strong and powerful, with smooth and beautiful lines.
The biceps and triceps exhibit just the right amount of strength in every movement.
No wonder they always seem so relaxed when they see Ayers hanging on either side of the twins.
Looking at his legs, they were long and straight, like two pillars supporting his entire body.
With full thigh muscles and firm calf lines, he walks with a steady and powerful gait, exuding masculinity.
His legs seemed to have endless energy, always full of vitality.
His physique is not merely a matter of physical strength; it also exudes an elegant charm.
Every gesture he made exuded confidence and composure.
This perfect blend of power and elegance is so captivating that I can't take my eyes off it.
"What? Does it look good?" I noticed that Cedric was staring at my body, and I could tell that he was very satisfied with my figure.
Slowly turn on the shower, and warm water gently sprays out, soon filling the bathroom with a light layer of steam.
I turned around, half-wrapped my hand around his waist, and made Ced stand under the shower.
The water flowed gently over him, wetting his hair. A few stray strands clung to his cheeks, adding to his charm.
The warm yellow kerosene lamp emitted a soft glow in the steam.
Water droplets dripped from the showerhead, splashing tiny water droplets on the ground.
His hair was wet and clung to his cheeks, water droplets slowly sliding down his delicate jawline, dripping onto his slightly protruding collarbone, and then meandering down his skin to the ground.
Every inch of her skin seemed to radiate a fatal allure, glistening with moisture.
Deeply captivated by the scene before him, his heart began to pound uncontrollably.
An overwhelming emotion surged within me, my gaze grew increasingly intense and affectionate, and my arms involuntarily tightened around him.
I reached out and gently cupped his face, my thumb softly wiping away the water droplets on his cheeks.
He tilted his head slightly, and whether it was from the mist or not, his eyes were wet, meeting his affectionate gaze.
At that moment, the world seemed to stand still, with only the sound of each other's breathing mingling in the small bathroom.
Unable to contain my emotions, I suddenly and gently pinned him against the bathroom wall, pressing my body tightly against him and supporting myself on either side of his body with my hands.
Cedric was slightly startled, but did not resist. He simply looked at me quietly, his eyes full of trust and expectation.
My gaze fell on his slightly trembling lips, those luscious lips seemed to have a magical power, attracting me.
I slowly lowered my head, my warm breath brushing against his face.
The moment my lips gently touched his, time seemed to stand still.
The kiss began gently and cautiously, as if cherishing an incomparably precious treasure.
My lips gently caressed his, filled with endless longing and love.
Cedric slowly closed his eyes, his hands unconsciously wrapping around my neck as he returned the kiss.
I felt his response, and my emotions surged like a flood bursting its banks.
The kiss became passionate and deep, her tongue gently prying open his teeth and entering his mouth, entwining with his tongue.
The water from the showerhead continued to fall, splashing all over them.
We felt as if we were in a world that belonged only to each other, fully enjoying this passionate kiss.
This kiss, brimming with their deep love for each other, blossomed into the most dazzling spark in the steamy bathroom.
After a long while, we finally parted our lips, our fingers still tinged with silver.
"Cedric, is it okay?" She breathed slightly, holding Cedric tightly in her arms.
"Mmm~" Cedric was so dazed from the kiss that he didn't even know what Ayers said, but he agreed on instinct.
Seeing that Cedric agreed, I happily picked him up and carried him away.
Cedric was still dazed when Ayers lifted him up with both hands, leaving him hanging on Ayers' body.
What followed were intermittent groans and panting sounds in the bathroom.
The next morning, the air was still filled with a faint, sweet scent that belonged only to the two of them.
My biological clock is like a perfectly accurate machine, waking me up from my sleep right on time.
As consciousness gradually returned, I slowly opened my eyes, a trace of lingering sleepiness still remaining in my drowsy gaze.
As soon as I woke up, my gaze naturally turned to the side beside me.
He lay casually on his side on the bed, one arm bent under his cheek, the other draped naturally at his side. The light from the kerosene lamp shone on him, giving his silhouette a faint golden edge.
His face had distinct yet gentle features, and now it was relaxed from sleep.
Those soft eyebrows were slightly relaxed, like two soft feathers, naturally rising upwards, carrying a hint of unintentional heroism even in sleep.
His long eyelashes hung quietly, casting a small shadow under his eyelids. With his soft breathing, the eyelashes would occasionally tremble gently, like a sleeping butterfly fluttering its wings.
His nose was straight, perfectly set in the center of his face, and his nostrils twitched slightly as he breathed rhythmically, his even breath gently ruffling a few stray hairs in front of his eyes.
His lips were slightly pouting, with a faint pink hue, like a perfectly ripe peach, fresh and juicy.
A faint smile lingered at the corners of her lips, as if she had encountered something happy in a dream.
Her originally fair cheeks were now flushed with a faint blush, as if the peach blossoms of spring had reddened her face.
The blush spread from her cheeks to her ears, revealing a shyness and innocence.
His neat short hair shimmered with a brown sheen under the light, some strands slightly damp with sweat, clinging messily to his forehead.
But this messiness did not detract from its aesthetic appeal; on the contrary, it added a touch of casualness and unruliness.
The blanket was casually draped around his waist, revealing his long, strong legs and skin that radiated a healthy, wheat-colored glow.
However, after last night's intense activity, he still had red marks of varying shades on his body.
Seeing the masterpiece I had created for him, I couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
He seemed to feel the chill, his body curling up slightly, but the smile on his lips remained. At that moment, time seemed to stand still; his sleeping face was like a beautiful moment frozen in time, making one want to quietly admire it forever.