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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic	By : blaisegellert Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"So what are you doing with your life after this vacation is over," Blaise asked Mila.
They were all on drink number five by then and Blaise's vision was mildly blurry. He could still see Gellert, though, and the blonde was all he cared to look at anyway.
"My family has a business for importing and exporting magical items," Mila replied.
"I'm going to work for them. It involves travel, and if I stop to play a bit in each destination before returning home my father won't fire me, so it's going to be my dream job."
Blaise nodded.
"Sounds right for you."
"What about your shop," Mila asked.
"What's it going to be called...So I'll know it when I see it."
"Enchanted Odds," Blaise said, having had this name picked out for quite some time. A few years in fact.
"I like it," Mila said, smiling cheerfully."I think we should go and eat something at the hotel, else we'll be quite hung over tomorrow," she added, switching topics as she was often wont to do.
As she spoke, she was glancing at the large wooden clock that hung over the bar.
"If we hurry, we may not have completely missed dinner."
As it happened dinner was a delightful venison stew with a slice of black bread on the side and there was plenty left. The three enjoyed their meal, and afterward Mila tried to coax them into going out dancing. When Blaise persuaded her that they were too tipsy to safely apparate, she decided to return to the inn's library.
"It's all about full circle," she proclaimed.
"We began in the library and that's where I plan to end the evening. Are the two of you coming?"
"That is certainly my plan, but somehow the library doesn't seem suitable," Gellert drawled, giving her a wink.
"You want to shag on a pizza, but not in the library," Blaise asked giving Gellert an incredulous look that he ruined by laughing.
"This particular library, though wonderful, just feels too cramped for shagging and that pizza was huge...very spacious indeed," Gellert shamelessly defended his choices.
"Wait...what? You shagged on a pizza," Mila demanded.
"Again, it was a huge pizza," Gellert insisted.
"The biggest pizza I've ever seen."
"You're ridiculous," Mila told him, laughing.
"Are you going to be around tomorrow," Gellert asked her as they all rose from the table.
"No, actually. I just stopped in here for a day to check the library. I'm spending a few weeks in Prague before I head home and begin learning the ropes of the family business. I'll see the two of you at breakfast in the morning if you make it down, though."
Blaise and Gellert wished Mila happy reading then headed upstairs to their room.
They were kissing as soon as Gellert pushed the door shut behind them. Clinging together they drank one another in, their long, lingering, slow kisses building their desire to a fever pitch.
"I like what you told Mila about why you want to be with me," Gellert murmured, then proceeded to undress Blaise just enough to get at his erection.
Blaise groaned, knees nearly melting with pleasure as Gellert knelt in front of him and hungrily took Blaise's length into his mouth. Resting his back against the ornately carved wood wall of their charming bedroom for support, Blaise closed his eyes as pleasure rushed through him. His hands tangled in Gellert's silken blonde tresses, gently massaging his scalp and letting the curls fall through his fingers. His hips bucked and thrust as Gellert's mouth did incredible things to his erection. When he was about to spill into Gellert's mouth the blonde drew back, trailing licks and kisses down Blaise's shaft before teasingly flicking his tongue over the tip.
The sound Blaise made was nearly pained, and Gellert took him fully into his mouth once more. With a shout of release, Blaise's hips thrust forward as his orgasm swept over him.
"God that was amazing," he managed as Gellert stood.
Slipping an arm around the blonde, mainly because he himself needed a bit of support, Blaise moved them to the bed.
Withdrawing his smoky quartz wand, Blaise flicked it at the logs in the fireplace and set them a blaze.
"That's romantic," he murmured, ice blue gaze on Gellert as the blonde undressed.
"I never thought of anything being romantic until you."
Gellert nodded.
"Now everything has a different meaning," he agreed.
Blaise's hands ran over Gellert's chest as he gently pushed the blonde back onto the bed. Gellert sank into the soft mattress with a sigh of surrender, blue eyes full of eager anticipation as they hungrily regarded Blaise. Blaise stretched out on the bed between Gellert's legs, full tan lips trailing down the smooth pink flesh of Gellert's towering erection.
"I bet Mila wishes she could see this," he murmured, mouth still on Gellert as he spoke.
Gellert gave a low laugh, hands reaching to stroke Blaise's shoulders and the wiry swimmer's muscles of his toned upper back.
"I just bet she does," he said breathily.
"Well you're all mine, so she can't," Blaise said, tongue trailing swirls down the length of Gellert's shaft.
"Excellent," Gellert gasped.
Blaise drew Gellert's entire length in and out of his mouth over and over, setting a slow rhythm to which Gellert matched his breaths as his eyes fluttered closed.
It felt so good, he couldn't look at anything as doing so removed too much focus from the marvelous sensations roaring through his lower body.
"Love you," he gasped, clutching at Blaise's shoulders as he arched up, spilling hard into the dark haired wizard's mouth.
The two spent a long tantalizing several hours in their romantic and cozy bedroom until finally falling asleep, tangled in warm blankets and one another's arms. In the morning as they headed down for breakfast, one of the wizards that made up the hotel staff was showing a dark haired stocky man to his room.
"Just this way, Mr. Krum."
He spoke in German, so Gellert assumed that Blaise likely didn't notice. For his part, though, Gellert had to force himself not to halt his steps as the two passed them on the stairs. The Krum didn't even glance their way which pleased Gellert.
Blaise didn't speak until they were seated at the breakfast table.
"He said Crum," he whispered as he poured cups of coffee for he and Gellert before adding in insanely generous amounts of cream just the way they both liked it.
"Yes," Gellert whispered back.
As he spoke, he was pouring glasses of orange juice for them both from the frosty cold pitcher in the middle of the table.
"He was speaking in German, so I wasn't sure if you noticed."
Blaise arched elegant dark brows.
"I may not know much German yet, but I know the name Krum," he said.
Gellert grinned. Somehow the handsome dark haired wizard even managed to whisper dryly.
"Is it odd, his being here at the same time we are," Blaise asked, and Gellert shrugged, giving his head a careless shake.
"I don't think so. There are a lot of Krums scattered about. As long as we're in this area, we're likely to run into more than one."
The blonde didn't bother to keep the distaste from his voice. Noting Blaise's look of concern he sought to reassure him.
"He didn't notice us and likely doesn't even know what I look like, so I am not concerned."
Blaise's face relaxed into a smile, and he nodded.
"Very well, then."
He reached for a tray of cream filled sweet rolls and placed one onto a small plate before extending the tray to Gellert. Gellert was taking one for himself when Blaise spoke again.
"I was just wondering if any of the Krums could've had anything to do with your take down...You said it involved several ministries."
Mila spoke from behind them before Gellert could even process that much less form an answer.
"What are the two of you whispering about?"
"Do you really want to know," Blaise asked, turning to give the small ethereal witch a slow smirk.
"Hm," she said, expression considering as she moved around the table to sit directly across from them.
"That's a yes."
"Very well," Blaise said.
"I was telling him how beautiful I think my mouth looks on his creamy erection. Then he was telling me how good I felt moving inside of him last night while I stroked him until he got off all over both of us."
Mila's eyes glazed over and she smiled.
"God that's hot."
"You should see it when he's on top. Gods can he move. I've never exploded as hard as when he's inside of my tight hot bum!"
Mila groaned in open frustration, and Blaise flashed Gellert a triumphant look, then laughed.
"I told you she wanted to watch," he said.
"We can rent you some of our most choice pensieve memories," Gellert told Mila with a smirk.
"If Blaise is willing."
Blaise chuckled.
"Perhaps we can arrange something."
"Ooh, Pensieve porn," Mila tittered.
"That's good."
Though Gellert enjoyed the banter as much as Blaise, his mind was partially elsewhere. Blaise's concerns about the Krums being part of his take down had struck a cord that he'd never considered before.
Several months back, Gellert had told Blaise of the family dislike between the Grindelwalds and the Krums. It had all started over some business dealing or other that got tricky several generations before Gellert was even born. It was a Krum that got Gellert unfairly expelled from Durmstrang or so he firmly believed. He didn't think any Krums would be seeking him out now, largely due to the fact people stupidly believed Voldemort could've so easily struck him down. If they'd had a part in his imprisonment, however, on top of all their other slights, they would need to be taken care of.
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic