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The Kit and the Incubus	By : TibbytheWitchy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 97077 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 24
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in any way, shape, or form, and as such do not profit at all from these writings, all rights go to J. K. Rowling.

Chapter List
- 1-The Kit and the Incubus
- 2-1
- 3-2
- 4-3
- 5-4
- 6-5
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-8
- 10-9
- 11-10
- 12-11
- 13-12
- 14-13
- 15-14
- 16-15
- 17-16
- 18-17
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09

Harry sighed as he woke up cocooned against Tom’s warm chest. Yet again his body ignored the fact that now wasn’t the time to be hard. Even worse, it picked right then to be snuggled in such a way that Tom would realize it the second he woke up.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Harry moaned, trying to wiggle out of Tom’s embrace before the older man could realize what was going on. Unlike the first few times it had happened to him, Harry’s erections were almost always caused by hot, erotic dreams of Tom touching him. All summer he’d been blessed to wake up spooned into Tom, and could easily get out of his hold before Tom could realize what was going on. Seemed his luck had run out.

“Mmm,” Tom murmured, snuggling closer to Harry, still fast asleep. Harry’s face flamed when Tom’s hips moved, thrusting shallowly against his, “Harry,”

Harry gulped, growing impossibly harder and trying not to squirm. His heart beat a frantic rhythm in his chest as Tom’s hands slowly roamed his body. He lost the ability to breathe as those hands firmly gripped his ass, thumbs stroking up and around the base of his tail sending tantalizing pulses of pleasure straight to Harry’s cock. One perfectly placed thrust pushed Harry’s cloth covered cock right against the rising length of Tom’s making him moan as his orgasm rushed through him.

Cheeks impossibly red, Harry rolled out of bed, roughly waking Tom up as he rushed to the bathroom with a call of, “Sorry! Uhhh, pee!”

Tom raised an eyebrow as Harry slammed the door shut behind his tail. He moaned, snuggling back under the covers and lightly fisting his cock. Tom had been having the loveliest dream of Harry in his arms, coming undone at Tom’s touch. Giving a few languid strokes to his aching length before abandoning it, not wanting to push Harry before the youth was ready.

“He’s barely 14, Tom, quite being such a pervert,” He murmured. Still, his mate was maturing into the most delectable of specimens. Firm muscles forming delicately over his body from playing Quiditch, creating the smooth, lithe, but still tiny form of a Seeker. He’d yet to hit a growth spurt and barely topped 5’ 5’’, though he insisted he’s grow taller, something that made Draco and Blaise laugh every time. He still kept his riotous hair at a choppy, chin length and his Fox ears and tail just kept getting a richer, red coloring with each day that passed, contrasting beautifully against milky-pale skin. Not to mention those eyes that haunted Tom each time he was away from his little mate. Big and green as pure emeralds, framed in thick inky lashes.

This wasn’t helping his erection any, Tom realized, wrapping his hand around it again, jerking fast and roughly, eager to get off before his little mate returned. He came with a chocked gasp of “Harry,”.

Waiting for Harry to grow up was going to kill him, Tom just knew it.

“I’m gonna go see if Draco’s up.” Harry said the better part of an hour later, after a nice cold shower. Tom smiled at him, making Harry’s heart flutter in his chest.

“Alright, we have to go to Diagon later though, so be ready,” Tom said, coming up to hug his little mate and ruffle his hair, giving a small scratch to the sensitive spot behind Harry’s fox ears. He held him tighter for a moment as the kit purred contently, thinking of McGonagall in her underwear to keep from getting yet another erection at the sound.

“I will,”

Draco was up, as usual, and was preening infront of the mirror, sans shirt. Harry rolled his eyes with a laugh. Unlike how he’d expected his friend to react to the large scar marking his left shoulder and chest, with revulsion and anger, Draco had reacted most unusually.

“This is so fucking cool,” he’d murmured the first time the bandages had been removed and he’d been allowed to see, “I look like such a badass. I mean, Harry, would you mess with me if you saw me walking down the street after having seen this?”

“Uh-uh,” Harry said, feeling slightly nauseous at the puckered and red skin.

“Besides, by the time I’m ready to find my mates it will have softened and will just be lines and not so… pop-outy,” Draco murmured, fingering the raised skin, “Yes, I rather like it,”

Harry remembered snorting before he’d nearly passed out as one of the teeth marks on Draco’s back popped open and started to bleed.

“Oh hey, Harry,” Draco said, grabbing his robes as he walked away from the mirror, “What’s up?”

Before he could think his words through Harry blurted out, “I came against Tom,”

“No way!” Draco shouted, racing over and pulling Harry to his bed and forcing him up on it, “Tell me about it!”

“Uhm, well… I woke up hard but this time I was pelvis to pelvis with him and I was hard and he… he was still sleeping but he started to murmur and thrust against me and his hands crept down to my butt and…” Harry blushed as he told the rest of the story, including how he ran to the bathroom and jacked off again before taking a cold as a witches tit in a brass bra shower.

“When I got out he just smiled at me like always, I don’t think he even realized what happened?!”

“Really? Damn, that sucks,”

“Sucks?! Draco I’m 14”

“And you two are mates, so who cares,” Draco snorted, “I certainly don’t, and Daddy was already a 5^th year when he noticed Papa for the first time, they got together when Daddy was in 7^th year making Papa a 3^rd yearer,” At Harry’s blank expression he continued, “We’re wizards Harry, so long as both parties are consenting we really couldn’t care less,”

“I… That… Still!”

Draco just laughed, “Goodness, Harry, stop worrying, besides, Tom would never to do anything to you unless he was sure you wanted it. And by sure I mean you’d have to beg him, initiate it, you know,”

“No, no I don’t know, Draco and you’re going to stop talking about it!”

“What’s going on, I can hear you laughing from down the hall,” Blaise said with a yawn as he walked into the bedroom.

“Harry here came against Tom!”

Blaises eyes bugged out, “Really?! What was it like,”

embarrassing!” Harry near screamed, burying his face in his hands as his friends continued to laugh at his predicament, “What about YOU Blaise, I know you’ve been sneaking into their room,”

It was Blaise’s turn to blush then, “N-nothing really, though Merlin knows I wish they would, I did manage to steal a kiss from Sirius though,” He smiled really big then, “A real kiss,”

“I can’t wait to meet mine, you know?” Draco whispered, “You’ve got your two, and Harry’s got Tom, I don’t have the faintest idea who mine are yet…”

For a moment to blonde little wolf looked like he was going to cry, and Harry immediately changed the subject, turning instead to their trip to Diagon. If he’d learned anything at all about his friend, it was that Draco hated being seen as weak, and he’d never want to end up in tears in front of his best friends.

“Anyways, Tom said we’re going to Diagon today…”

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Hehehe! Next chapter is already nice and planned and continues in Harry’s developing romantic-love for Tom and Tom trying really hard not to ravish Harry then and there…

So, anyone wanna have a guess at who our darling Draco will be mated with? After all, might be something in it for you if you get it right!

Hint: They are cannon and one of them was killed off!

Happy guessing!
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