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aleksander gaunt - 20 - beater "i drag myself out of nightmares each morning only to find there's no relief in waking."

[aleksgaunt]

“Have you seen your brother-in-law anywhere?” Alek asked as he took a sip from his drink, looking down at Hazel and then around them to try and spot Ben in the crowd. “I saw Skye earlier but he was not attached at her hip as he usually is.” // @hazelmacdougal​

[aleksgaunt]

raphaelashcrcft​:

“I missed out on watching the latest Quidditch World Cup so I think I’m going to pretend this final is my chance at that,” he told the other with a soft chuckle. “Do you like watching Quidditch matches? And who do you think you’ll be rooting for? My bet’s on Team Niffler.”

Alek’s smirk twitched a little at the other’s questions, shrugging his shoulder. “I don’t know. Normally, I don’t watch the matches, as I’m usually playing in them,” he answered in nonchalance. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked the other over, wondering if he really didn’t know who he was. “I’m going to have to agree with you. I think the team is stronger than Unicorn.” 

[aleksgaunt]

Alek, unable to keep his hands off of her for more than a few minutes at a time, wrapped his arms around Octavia as he came up behind her while she grabbed something for them to drink. He leaned in, pressing his face into her neck and peppering kisses against her skin. “What’d you end up getting us?” he teasingly asked, smiling as he pulled back and looked over her profile. // @octxvixcolemxn​

[aleksgaunt]

seungkrum​:

“My victory dance was amazing and I will stand by the until the day I die. You just can’t appreciate the art,” Seung huffed, not bother by the other’s comment.

Alek snorted softly, crossing his arms over his chest as he smirked, looking over at Seung and shaking his head. “I think you need a little work,” he told him teasingly, chuckling under his breath. “Don’t worry. I’ll teach you at some point.” 

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

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He watched in awe as she removed his shirt from her body, the movement as beautiful and breathtaking as she was. Her words sent a thrill through down his spine, and in that moment, he wanted nothing more than to be inside her, to make love to her, to fuck her in the way that he had been wanting to for weeks, months, years. Alek leaned in, kissing her mouth, his lips moving over her cheek, her jaw, down to her neck and over her chest. He pressed his mouth against the swell of her breast, and he was just about to bring his hand up and cup the other when he pulled away from her skin and found a tattoo. A tattoo of his initials. One that he hadn’t known was there. “When did you get this?” he asked, his eyes flicking up to watch her face, to watch her answer. His cock twitched, knowing that Alek had all but been branded on her and he had been stupid enough not to believe she didn’t love him back. 

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

“Only three days, mon coeur?” Tav asked, smirking and wiggling her eyebrows at him, “I don’t think that’s long enough,” It wasn’t necessarily about the sex. Well, it was kind of about the sex. It had been so long and he had always made her feel so goo. But really they could just lie here for days and she would be content. She was elated about the events of the last 24 hours and wanted to dwell in it for as long as she could. Tav pulled him in for another kiss and grinned. She wondered how long it would take for her - or rather his - shirt that she had on to end up on the floor. She wanted it to happen now but she also didn’t want to rush things.

Alek kissed her back without any hesitation, his hands moving to grip her waist. His shirt was big on her, so he gathered it in his hands and pushed it up so that her abdomen was bare for him. He snuck them under the shirt as he kissed her, hungrily pressing his mouth to hers as he kissed her for all the times that he couldn’t. His hand under her (his) shirt cupped one of her breasts, and he palmed it playfully, just excited that he wasn’t crossing a line. This is what they both wanted. He pulled away only briefly to meet her gaze. “I want to give you exactly what you want,” he told her, pulling the cup of the breast down and pinching her nipple between his pointer and thumb. He rolled it slowly. “So you have to tell me. And don’t leave out any details.” His voice was rough, filled completely with emotion.

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

Octavia laughed again, giddy like a school girl. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been so happy. She matched every one of his movements with one of her own, reacting to him without even thinking about it. Her hands resting on the back of his neck to keep him close. If he moved too far away, she wasn’t sure what she’d do, “I love you,” She said back. It was music to her ears, every letter and every syllable. She could listen to it endlessly and she could say it endlessly but her lips were a little distracted in that moment to say it again.

He kissed her mouth soundly, his hands wrapping in her hair and tangling themselves in it. He wished he could pull her closer, but they were already pressed against one another, flush with one another. “My love,” he said, pressing his mouth to hers, his lips to her cheek, her jaw, her neck. He moved over her body, kissing her wherever he could find skin, and his eyes moved up to her face, catching her gaze. He offered her an excited smile. “Ben says it’ll be three days before we come up for air,” he teased. “I think we should prove him right, don’t you think?” 

[seantealefan]

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

Octavia felt lighter than air, “You are an idiot,” She said, laughing, “But you’re my idiot. I love you too,” She said, grabbing his face and pulling it toward her so she could kiss him, “Completely and utterly in love with you. I’m yours, all yours,” She said between kisses, “Always have been.”

Hearing her say those words back to him was as intoxicating as any alcohol that he could get drunk on. He wanted to hear her say it over and over, to remind him how much she loved him so regularly that the words were second nature to them. He reached up, grabbing the back of her head as he leaned into her and kissed her back, at one point pressing them closer so her words were swallowed up. He used his other hand, wrapping it around her waist tighter, and flipped them so that she was laying underneath him. “I love you,” he told her again, his voice low and raspy, filled with an emotion that he could remember ever feeling until her. He kissed her again, pressing her hips down against hers. 

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

Octavia would never complain about this. Perhaps she could have accepted how very much in love she was with him a long time ago if she just realised how much like home his arms felt. Of course she was always felt that way but she’d only really accepted it as comfortable or safe until now. She nodded, yawning a little and moving further into his arms. She had been worried she wouldn’t be able to sleep, too excited about talking in the morning. But she really was tired and drifted off to sleep. Fortunately, it seemed like only a moment until it was morning and she was opening her eyes to his face. She grinned widely, “Alek…” She said softly into his ear, “Wake up,” She moved to crawl on top of him, straddling his waist and planting a kiss on his cheek. When he had stirred awake she seemed to smile wider. Her face would probably start to hurt in a minute, “Say it again,” She said to him, “Tell me again,” She wanted to hear him say sober and in person before she said it back.

At first, Alek thought that, as he slowly woke up from his dreaming, that it was still just a dream. That Octavia straddled across his lap and grinning at him was a fantasy. But quickly, he realized that it wasn’t, and even quicker, the memories from the night before came flooding back to him, and what she was urging him to do made sense. He shifted, pushing up a little, his hands automatically moving to her hips as he righted himself. “Tell you what?” he said, pausing for a long moment before he started to grin, and he chuckled softly under his breath. “I love you,” he told her, this time sober, this time completely and utterly in his right mind. “I love you. I’m in love with you. And I’m an idiot for not realizing it sooner, and I am going to make it up to you.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing her into him. “Fuck, I love you.” 

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

Octavia laughed as she was picked up once more, her arms wrapping around his neck and he watched him, “Alek, look where you’re going,” She said, almost in disbelief. She knew he knew where he was going but his gaze was so intense that she had to look down after a moment, her face flushed. She had never felt like that before, not with anyone but him, “You can have more than one best friend you know,” Though she was hoping they’d be more than that after tonight. That didn’t mean they wouldn’t be best friends anymore but they would also be something else. She stood up from the bed when she was placed down on it and went to find a shirt for her to wear for the night. She wasn’t sure why she didn’t have actual pajamas here with all the time she stayed here. That was incorrect. She knew why. She loved his shirts. They smelled like him and they made her feel comfortable, at home. She found one of her favourites and pulled off her own shirt to replace it. Then she slipped into his bed and waited for him to join.

He took off his shirt and threw it to the side, pulling off his trousers so that he was clad in only his briefs. It was how he normally slept, and he didn’t really care enough to put anything else on. He and Tav have slept like this all the time. He crawled into bed beside her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. If she said something, he’d blame it on the fact that he was still kind of tipsy, but he wanted nothing more than to have her close to him. “Sleep,” he said, his voice low as he leaned in and pressed a kiss against the back of her head, unable to help himself from doing so. “We’ll talk in the morning.” Though he wanted nothing more than to tell her everything now.

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

Octavia smiled, her heart racing as he moved toward her. She rested her hands on his biceps, sighing contentedly, “Great,” She said, her voice barely louder than a whisper, “I wasn’t the one drinking though,” She added teasingly. She wondered if her gaze mirrored his. It certainly felt like it did, “And I’m tired. I didn’t sleep much last night,” She admitted. She hadn’t. Alek hadn’t been there and it was noticeable when he wasn’t, “I think it might be time to get you to bed. Sleep off all those shots. That way you can keep your promise to Ben, right?” She just wanted it to be morning and she wanted to tell him. Perhaps it wasn’t something she should plan out but this was definitely something they needed to talk about when they were both clear-headed and sober.

“Yes, well, I’m sober enough now. I’m feeling good,” he told her. But he always felt good about himself when he was “Let’s get you to bed.” He wrapped his arm around her and picked her up off the couch, wrapping her legs around his waist nonchalantly. He started toward his room, looking at her all the while. Alek knew the way without needing to watch where he was walking. “Got to keep up my appearance as his best friend. He can’t know that it’s you,” he teased, laughing softly as he pushed over his door and carried her to the bed. He moved, placing her down on the mattress and stepping away so that he could remove his shirt to change into his pajamas. 

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

Tav had thought maybe waiting to talk about it, waiting to tell him, would have made things awkward but being around him was where she felt most herself. Being with him always felt natural and genuine. Still she really wanted to tell him. She squealed as he picked her up but it quickly turned into laughter. She watched him from her spot on the counter, staring back at him in a comfortable silence. There was a smile on her face the whole time, “Feeling better?” She asked, after a minute of him sipping on the water.

His own face mirrored the smile on hers, because it was almost impossible not to smile when he was with her. And when she knew that he loved her, and not in the way that he had said so many times before. He itched, more so yearned, to know what she was going to say before Ben had hung up the phone. “Yes,” he said, nodding his head as he finished off the water and placed it down on the counter beside him.Pushing forward, he moved to her, his hands moving up her thighs and stopping just before her ass. “How are you feeling?” he asked, looking up at her with adoration prevalent in his gaze. 

[aleksgaunt]

matthiasvallcis​:

“There’s very little you can say that the British haven’t already said about Americans,” Matt chuckled. “Yeah,” he nodded. “Her name’s Ariella. Not sure if you’ve met her before but she’s the best. Perhaps I’m biased but, I don’t know what I’d do without her,” Matthias admitted, oblivious to the fact that Aleksander cared that he was no longer in love with Octavia after all this time. “I guess so. I miss France a lot but UK’s not so bad after all.”

Alek chuckled softly with him, nodding his head. “You’re right,” he agreed. He narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, trying to remember if he knew an Ariella or not. He couldn’t quite place her face in his mind, so he assumed that she wasn’t significant to him. “I’ve found that who we find best is quite subjective,” he pointed out, because he thought the same in Octavia. 

[aleksgaunt]

rorygoldstein​:

“So it’s a marketing strategy then?” Rory often didn’t understand the naming of British foods, spotted dick came to mind. “They could have named it something a bit more… appealing, don’t you think?”

“That or someone once used actual toads and it stuck,” he teased, laughing softly as he shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know, mate. I don’t usually think about the names of dishes so intently. You need to find a new hobby.” 

[aleksgaunt]

octxvixcolemxn​:

Octavia was sure Ben had something to do with the call being cut off. Alek had said as much when he told her that Ben said he should wait. Still, she wanted to say it back. Maybe going to his apartment wasn’t the best idea. He would be drunk and she wanted him to remember when she said it back. For all she knew, he wouldn’t be back for hours anyway but she couldn’t just sit at her place waiting for him to call back or even waiting until morning. As soon as she heard the door open, she stood up and waited for him to find her. She laughed and nodded, “Okay,” Tav stepped closer to him and took one of his large hands between her smaller ones and kissed his knuckles, “Bien sûr, mon coeur,” She said, barely louder than a whisper, “I’ll stay,” She dropped the hand between them but kept hold of it in one of hers, “I heard Ben say water so we should probably get you some water and then you can sleep.”

His eyes followed her as she came closer, his gaze never leaving her as she lifted his hands to her lips and kissed them lightly. If he hadn’t sobered up from apparating, he was definitely sobered up now. Being around her was just as sobering as it was intoxicating. “Thank you,” he said, his voice just above a whisper. That had to be a good sign, right? That she was willing to stay despite what he’d told her? “Water it is,” he agreed, nodding his head and tugging on her arm to move them into the kitchen. Once there, he wrapped an arm around her waist and picked her up, tucking her up onto the counter’s top. “Stay,” he told her teasingly, turning to grab himself a glass and turned to the sink, pouring water into his cup. He moved his gaze back to her and watched her over the rim as he sipped his water. 

[aleksgaunt]

Alek walked into his apartment after coaxing his phone back from Ben, and if he didn’t sense that she was already there, he would have called her, despite the promise that he’d made to Ben that he wouldn’t. When he walked into the living room, he found Tav on his couch there waiting, and he licked his lips nervously. He slid his phone into his back pocket and stared at her for a really long time. “I promised Ben I’d go to bed before speaking with you,” was the first thing he said to her, and he immediately wanted nothing more than to break his promise. “But I don’t want to sleep without you tonight.” He was drunk, and when he was drunk, it meant that he craved her. Being close to her. Touching her. He just wanted her, and after this night of revelations, he needed her. // @octxvixcolemxn​