WHO: Viktor Krum and Pippa Flint WHEN: Backdated to Saturday June 25th WHERE: Their Cottage WHAT: Stress Relief RATING: NC-17 - STATUS: Completed in Docs
Phillipa was glad Ireland was doing so well in the World Cup, but it also meant that she had to pay much more attention to Quidditch than normal. And that was just her brother’s team - not to mention Gemma’s, and Viktor’s. So many teams to keep up with in a sport she didn't even like. It was a good thing she liked the people involved, each in their own way and for their own reasons.
For instance, Viktor. He'd taken care of her after her stay in the hospital, and she’d returned the favor after the unfortunate bludger incident in his last match. Plus she liked spending time with him. The house they had was quiet, relaxing, and easily her favorite place. That we why she went there that night, easily stepping out of the fireplace after taking the floo and absently brushing a bit of soot from her skirt.
Viktor had been at the house to work on game plans. His teams had a tendency to invade his home with little regard to his need for privacy or getting actual work done. But since he had gotten this place for Pippa and himself - he had taken to using it as another location to work. So the night found him in barefeet, jeans and a very old t-shirt wandering around the place working and re-working the game plans for the semi-finals match.
Between Pippa being sick and then him getting hurt in the last game….he hadn’t been himself much of late. And when he was in ‘Game On’ mode - he could get very withdrawn, moody and stressed out. Especially during the Cup. He had made his career on big wins on big stages - and when it came to the biggest stage of all - he could feel the pressure on his shoulders again.
Hearing something stepping out of the fireplace, he leaned in the doorway and smirked, “Now this is a surprise…” he had been ranting at his team before vanishing to this place, so his voice was a bit raspier than normal and his accent was a bit heavier than normal.
Phillipa glanced over at the sound of his voice, easily starting across the room toward him. The thing about Viktor was he managed to look just as good in those casual clothes as he did when he was in a suit, and she appreciated that a lot. She stopped in front of him and let her hands drift up over his chest and onto his shoulders, resting there as she pressed further up onto her toes than her shoes had her already.
“Hello, my darling.” She leaned in and kissed him, letting it linger as her hands slid back to be able to loop her arms around his neck a little. Pulling back, she nudged the tip of her nose against his before settling down onto her feet again, letting her fingertips play against the back of his neck. “You look comfortable.”
Viktor smirked against her lips, his free arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her a bit closer, “I am comfortable. And I am not going to complain about company. Especially when it’s you.” Pulling back, he looked down at her, licking his lips, “And I wasn’t expecting you - especially since I did owl you as promised after the Healer appointment about my injury - thus keeping you from scaring my team Healer even more than you already have.”
“Also I have a suggestion for you….one that I am thinking you might enjoy a great deal. It’s been suggested that I join in the organization of a summer madness masquerade for the end of the World Cup….and since you are infinitely better at planning these events than I am. Even jointly. And I do like the excuse to see you in public - it’s enjoyable on a variety of levels.
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“Well I had to come and make sure you were being honest about that,” Phillipa said teasingly, fingertips brushing up into the hair at the nape of his neck. “And I didn't mean to scare them, I simply wanted to make sure they were doing their job properly. They've no reason to fear if they're doing what they should.”
Her eyebrow quirked when he mentioned having a suggestion, and the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile as he went on. “I do love a masquerade,” she replied, letting her free hand rest flat on his chest. “I’ve got the midsummer night one in the works for Abditum but one for the end of World Cup would be much larger, grander, and so much fun.” She tilted her chin up to nip at his lower lip lightly. “You just like sneaking me off to dark corners in public.”
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“And you are very talented in confined spaces.” Viktor said with a soft growl as he nibbled her lower lip in response, “And speaking of said activities - I really should repay you for all the - attention you gave me while I was recovering. Properly show you my thanks.” He worked his way up her jawline to whisper in her ear, “Especially since it’s been awhile since I got to hear the needier will growls you get….”
He lifted her up and met her gaze, “I am hoping that you have some time this afternoon because I do think that I require some of your undivided attention. To help clear my mind - and also - it’s a lot more enjoyable than some of the other cardio that I had planned this afternoon.
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“Mhmm,” Phillipa murmured with a soft laugh, fingernails scritching lightly against his scalp as his mouth moved closer to her ear. His voice had already been particularly rough and growly, which she loved, but it was even more so when he started talking like that. Even if she wasn't already more than willing for whatever he wanted, his voice getting like that would have made her so.
Her arms slipped around his neck when he picked her up, eyes meeting his and a mischievous smirk turning up the corners of her mouth. “I have nothing but time for you, darling,” she replied before catching his mouth in a hard kiss, teeth dragging over his lower lip as she pulled back. “You have all my attention.”
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Smacking her backside playfully, he pressed her against the wall and devoured her mouth thoroughly, “I should hope so….” His hand slid up her thigh to rest under her skirt, “And I do like having you all to myself. It saves me time in having to clear a room.” He pressed against her a bit more, “Although, you on your knees in the Healer’s exam room at the game was a sight I can’t get out of my head. You tease.”
“And now that I do have you literally all to myself….” He readjusted their clothing with practiced skill, before starting to tease her, “I will have the time to enjoy those little mewling growls of yours…” His mouth moved back to her ear, making sure his voice was low and rumbling to tease her more, “Not to mention your trembles, making your eyes go dark and you ready to devour me after….”
Once he had her warn out - he wanted to talk to her about some things. But not until he had her warn out and snuggled up against him. She was his best sounding board and one of his closest confidantes. Not that he would ever share that information with her - to much power in one so small could lead to bad things - like his downfall.
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Phillipa drew in a breath as he pressed her against the wall, her mouth easy and open against his as she returned his kiss. She managed to huff out a quiet laugh at his mention of the exam room, letting one hand drift up into his hair and her fingers lacing through it. “Glad it was so memorable for you…”
Her back arched away from the wall as her body reacted automatically to his teasing, a quiet moan catching in her throat at the low rumble of his voice. It always went straight through her, and that time was no exception. She curled her free arm around his shoulders and let her fingers twist into the fabric of his t-shirt, clinging onto him as he spoke.
“You'd better not get hit by any more bludgers,” she murmured, her breath hitching between words. “I missed this. Also I don't like you getting hurt.”
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“Now there is my hellcat….” He nipped at her throat, “And I am not a fan of being on the injured list myself. But if it gets you to be my nurse well...you can’t blame a man for enjoying a sponge bath by a gorgeous woman in nothing but moonlight.” He eased into her slowly….claiming her against the wall - proving that he was more than on the road to recovery. He kept a teasing pace - all the while supporting them both.
“Mmm….but you like hearing my plans for you Pippa? How I intend to enjoy and indulge you under me. It’s been awhile since we have truly made the most out of that hot tub….and our bed. What is the point of having a four poster bed if you can’t thoroughly enjoy it?” he buried his face in her throat and shoulder, taking his time to enjoy her as promised. She had been there for him with this injury - even running interference for him with his management team and family and he more than wanted to pay her back for that. He wanted to show her his genuine appreciation. He had sent flowers and gifts - but Viktor Krum was a very physical man by nature - and this would prove his point to her as well.
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“Don't get hurt just for that,” Phillipa teased, her hand fisting tighter into his shirt as he eased into her, a soft sound falling from her lips as her hips shifted restlessly against him for a moment. “If you asked nicely I might do it when you're perfectly well.”
Her head tilted back against the wall as his buried in against the crook of her neck, and her hand in his hair came up to cradle the back of his head as she rolled her hips down to meet his with every movement. “Mhmm you always do such a nice job of telling me what you want to do,” she murmured, biting her lip with a groan. “That bed, though… I want you under me, not the other way around…”
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A dark brow arched and a smirk on his lips, teased her shoulder, “You think you can just make demands of me hmmm? And that I will just give you what you want Pippa Flint? You think that you have that much allure over me do you?” He nibbled his way up her throat, and kissed her thoroughly as he picked up the pace a bit more.
“I might give you this demand - but just know that I may make a demand of you in the future and there will be repayment for this gift to you….of me giving in with so little fuss.” He met her gaze, his eyes uncharacteristically open and twinkling at her, “Are you that brave I wonder Miss Flint?”
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Phillipa let her head tilt back a little more as his lips moved up her throat, moaning softly against his mouth as he kissed her. She managed to get her shoes off her feet, letting them fall to the floor as her legs tightened around his waist, her bare heels pressing in against the small of his back.
“I'm very brave,” she replied, her voice a little breathy as her eyes met his, a soft smirk turning up the corners of her mouth. “And I'm simply trying to take care of you… I don't want you aggravating your shoulder…”
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He pushed away from the wall, carrying towards the bedroom, “So it’s purely selfless of you? You are such a giving soul.” He sat on the edge of the bed - not losing contact at any point in time, “I will have to make it up to you once I am cleared by both my very pushy nurse and the very official healer.” His hands slid up her sides to cup her breasts through her clothing and whispered in her ear, “How attached are you to this top Kitten?”
He was ready to rip her clothing off of her at this point - he hadn’t been this impatient in awhile - but the building tension in the Cup and the fact that his schedule had kept him away from his preferred place - this cottage and her - more than he would have liked. And now she was here in front of him - and the barriers were starting to wear on him.
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“I'm such a giver,” Phillipa said with a laugh, her arms tightening around his neck as they moved into the bedroom. Her legs shifted once he was sitting, less wrapped around him and more resting against his sides. “I imagine your nurse will be agreeable, assuming your shoulder is fine.”
She bit her lip as he whispered against her ear, and she smirked softly. “Not very attached at all,” she murmured, rocking her hips down against him as she caught his mouth in a kiss.
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Kissing her back, he gripped the front of her blouse and then - along with the sound of hungry mouths - was the sound of fabric tearing and the ping of several buttons as they popped free of the shirt. He pushed it off her shoulders and her bra met a very similar fate…his mouth tasting and teasing the recently bared flesh. He took each nipple into his mouth to tease with his teeth and tongue.
As this happened he rolled his hips up to tease her, and then against her skin he said softly, “And there is my gorgeous girl…..”
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It was why Phillipa tried not to wear anything she particularly cared about or couldn't replace when she was going to see Viktor. It would be troublesome if it wasn't so sexy when he tore her clothes off, like he couldn't wait long enough for them to be taken off normally. Her arm came up to cradle his head against her chest as his mouth played along her skin, a soft moan in her throat.
Her hands slid to his shoulders, fingers tracing along them before moving down to his chest where she could rest her palms flat and push gently to get him to lie back onto the bed.
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Laying back as she seemed insistent on, Viktor allowed his hands to continue to eexplore her creamy flesh, noticing the flush from her cheeks was starting to spread. He traced her lips with his thumbs, “Better now Pippa?” his voice was rougher and deeper than it normally was. He was enjoying this side of her. As she could more than likely tell by how he seemed to grow even harder buried inside
Rolling his hips up, driving up into her more, “Not that I am minding the view….”
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Phillipa let her hands stay on his chest as he laid back, leaning over him and tilting her head into his touch, nipping against his thumb as it brushed her lips. “Much better.”
Her fingernails bit into his skin a little as she moved her hips in a steady, building rhythm, her hair falling down around her face. As much as she enjoyed him towering over her, his broad frame so big and encompassing over her smaller one, she did enjoy the opportunity to have a little more control. Just for a change. Plus she liked how it felt being on top of him.
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She was one of the few women he had allowed to take this kind of control. His hands rested on her hips, and gripped them a bit tighter than normal and it helped him meet her stroke for stroke, “Fucking hell Pippa…..” he let his head roll back and arched his back as her nails found a sweet spot.
He slipped into Bulgarian - and the phrases he muttered were endearments he would be grateful later she wouldn’t fully understand. He pulled her down into a demanding kiss and growled, “Fucking temptress….”
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Yes, this was exactly what she'd wanted, and she knew he'd be glad for it once they were there rather than talking about giving in to her demands. Between the way he was holding onto her hips and the Bulgarian words falling from his lips, she was sad they hadn't done this sooner. Then again, there was nothing saying it was a one time deal.
Her mouth met his easily, groaning against it before she pulled back and let out a shuddered breath. “Yeah?” she murmured teasingly, driving her hips down against him harder as she dragged kisses along his jawline.
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“Yeah….” He pulled her down firmly, driving up deeper into her, “And you damn well know it….” He made up his mind to indulge this urge of hers more often. Giving her this urge - he hoped - would help open her mind later for some of his urges.
Capturing her mouth again, he took his time in kissing her. Exploring her mouth, nibbling on her lips, savoring the feel of her surrounding him. If this is how she felt when he was on top of her….well fucking hell. One hand left her hip and slid under her skirt to tease her as she rode him - his fingers matching her speed to keep her stimulated and as on edge as he felt.
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Phillipa managed a quiet little laugh before his mouth was on hers again, and she let him take what he wanted as her fingers spread out against his chest, holding herself up just enough to be able to kiss him and still have leverage.
A moan broke in her throat when his hand moved under her skirt, and one of her hand shifted to the mattress above his shoulder, pressing hard against it to keep her from falling down onto him as her body reacted to his touch. She managed to pull away from his kiss to nose her way back to his ear, her lips brushing against it as she spoke in a low murmur. “Come on, darling. I want to feel you…”
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“You want to feel me? If I do….will I get to see you? I want to see you…..” His eyes darkened at the thought of getting to see her in that moment. She was stunning in her pleasure - when she was in the moment and free to just feel and react. His fingers picked up their pace - thinking of her in that moment getting him closer to the edge, ‘Promise me….and you will get to feel me….”
He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer...all his control seemed to go away when he was with Pippa Flint. But that wasn’t worth pondering at the moment. He just wanted to be lost in this moment with her and feel.
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Phillipa smiled against his ear before giving his earlobe a gentle nip. “I promise.”
She lifted her head enough to pepper light kisses against his jaw on her way to kiss his mouth a quick one more time. There wasn't much longer she could hold on anyway, not with how his fingers were teasing against her and she'd long since settled into the right angle to be riding him hard into the mattress. Her other hand shifted to the bed above his other shoulder, fingers twisting into the bedding as she looking down at him, her hair falling in curtains around their faces.
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Her hair giving them privacy - giving him nothing to look at but her face. And he met her eyes and let her see him fall over the edge. His hips drove upwards, her fingers spasmed against her and he growled words in breathless Bulgarian….letting her feel and see him. He rarely let himself go before his partner - he always wanted to ensure their pleasure first.
But she wanted this and so this is what he would give her….and he struggled to keep his eyes on her - he still wanted to see her - he had to see her. It was a craving to watch her in this upcoming moment.
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Her hands fisted into the bed sheets as his hips drove up into her so hard, her breath hitching and jaw going slack as she toppled over the edge just moments after him, pushed over by watching him and hearing words in his native tongue falling from his lips in such deep growls. A soft cry escaped her as her body seized, shuddering with pleasure before her grip started to loosen, her breath falling ragged.
She brushed a kiss against his lips before letting her hands slide up, lowering herself to press down flat against him, nuzzling her face in against his neck.
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Taking slow and deep breaths, Viktor wrapped his arms around her. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head as he felt his pulse slowly calm and ran his fingers along her spine. He wasn’t ready to move just yet. In a short period of time he would get them into a shower - hot water and his hellcat were always a good time after a round like that.
He smirked into her hair, “Shower in a bit hmmm? And then I will let you fuss over my shoulder for a bit hmmm?”
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Phillipa could feel her entire body relaxing and settling in against him, breath mirroring the rise and fall of his with how their chests were pressed together. She gave a soft sound of agreement at what he said, letting her hand come down to rest over his injured shoulder.
“See? Kept you from straining it.”
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“Yes, you did. You are going to spoil me if you aren’t careful. I just might let you keep doing all the work more often Wouldn’t you be sad about that then.” Viktor chuckled softly, “But yes, we will rest a bit - and then shower.”
He whispered in her ear, “And tonight I don’t think we should bother with too much. I might have possibly missed you with all the Cup drama of late. I don’t see us getting much sleep this evening...I do hope you are ready for that.”
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Phillipa absently pressed light kisses against his neck where her face was buried, a smile curling the corners of her mouth at what he said. He was the only person she'd ever let have so much control over her in bed, so it felt good to have taken it back for a bit, and that he'd clearly liked it.
“I've missed you too,” she murmured, lifting her head to be able to look down at him, her hand moving up to stroke through him hair. “As your nurse, I'm going to make you sleep at some point. I'll quite make sure you're worn out before then, though.”
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Chuckling, Viktor kissed her slowly, “I may need to get you a Nurses uniform at some point. But yes, I will rest once I am very thoroughly worn out. And once I have more than returned the favor to you. I am a very generous man you see…”
He rolled them over so he was over her, and brushed the hair out of her face gently, “But for now….shower? I might be talked into one of those back massages you are so very fond of with the right amount of bribery….” At the rolling of her eyes he chuckled again and padded into the shower to get the water started, with Pippa trailing after him rattling off the reasons she had already more than earned her back massage.