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Perfect Bliss (REVAMPED)	By : TheGreatAng Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 89572 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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Narcissa Black huffed in frustration, her breaths coming out through panting. She had her wand clutched tightly in her hand and a light flush had formed over her cheeks from running around the Manor for the past couple of hours. Earlier she had been startled by a harsh fluctuation in the wards followed by a loud crash. She had gone to investigate the disturbance and found something she hadn’t been expecting.

Her ex-husband had been standing amidst the remains of the family’s smaller entrance hall. She could sense that something was wrong the second she stepped into the room. The moment Lucius noticed her presence she had cursed and flung a shield in front of her before sprinting down the hall she had come in from.

Narcissa had only seen her best friend fully transformed twice in her whole life; once when his final mate had come of age and the second time when they had realized that he was slowly going feral. Submissives weren’t supposed to go for so long without a dominant in their lives and not only had Lucius gone without one for almost 3 decades, but he had taken on the role of a dominant in almost every aspect of his life. That had been one interesting evening.

Normally the love and attention that she and Draco gave him would help to settle the turmoil that was building deep inside Lucius. Narcissa had been gone lately though; setting herself up as a free, single woman in various areas of the public eye. So she wasn’t really surprised to have a feral Lucius hunting her down in their Manor, but she was still caught off guard.

Narcissa knew the key to Lucius regaining control over himself was not only to assert dominance over him in some way, but to also wear him out; which is why she had downed a pepper-up potion about a half an hour ago and continued on with their dangerous game of cat and mouse. She suddenly heard a growl from somewhere close around the corner from where she was hiding. She could hear Lucius’s labored breathing and knew that she herself couldn’t keep this up for much longer.

Taking a deep breath in to steel herself, she flung her body around the corner and simultaneously cast the strongest body-bind spell that she could conjure.

“Enough!” She yelled over her ex-husband’s angry snarls; which quickly stopped at her commanding tone.

By the time she walked over to her best friend she could see his mind fighting to regain control over his body, his elongated features slowly returning to humanoid form. She waited until he looked at her with clear eyes to loosen the conjured ropes from around his body.

Narcissa,” Lucius said, his raspy voice sounding surprised as if this was the first time he had seen her all day, and it honestly probably was,” I’m- I’m-.” He tried to say more but his dry throat made his voice crack.

“Oh do be quiet.” Narcissa scolded teasingly, “I signed up for this, remember?”

Lucius didn’t respond as he let her help him to his feet. It was only when they stumbled into his room and she was making him sit on the bed in which she said something else.

“How much damage did you cause, Luc?” Narcissa asked, banishing the torn strips that now made up his clothing and manhandling him into night clothes.

“I couldn’t think ‘Cissa,” Lucius said, his defeated tone one that the woman he was speaking to had never heard from him before, “Severus even tried to reason with me, but all I could focus on was him and it was like I wasn’t in control of myself anymore.”

Narcissa hummed lightly at his words as she rubbed a salve into the burn on Lucius’s hand, “Well you weren’t in control of yourself, and if you had just let him fuck you we wouldn’t be having this conversation right now, now would we?”

Her crude language seemed to snap Lucius out of his moping as he jerked his head around to look at her in shock. Narcissa only chuckled and dug in the drawer of the night table next to the bed. She pulled out a vial of dreamless sleep potion and placed it in his hand.

“Take this. It should help you sleep without you being disturbed by your mates’ prodding. I’m assuming Draco is with Potter as well.” Narcissa said as she walked through the bedroom door, “Oh and Luc. You should really try to let him in. I won’t be here forever and Draco is already with him. It will only do you some good.”

Then she was gone, off to write a note to their Son, the door shutting behind her. Lucius’s inner beast yowled angrily at the thought of submitting to Harry, or Dominick as he was. Lucius knew he didn’t have a lot of time before the feral beast inside him fully took over, if what had happened tonight at dinner and when he returned home was of any indication. He downed the potion in one shot and lay down on the bed. Feyen Lucius could be gone, but wizard Lucius still had time to save them both. This is what he hoped as sleep took over his mind and body.

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The first thing he noticed was that he was no longer laying on something hard. Whatever he was on now was soft and warm. The second thing he noticed was that he had two other bodies pressed against his sides.

Opening his eyes groggily Harry stared up into the ceiling of his bedroom. It all began to slowly come back to him. He could remember dinner and Lucius’s blow up. Then he remembered talking to Draco and Severus, then a hot flash of rage. Finally he remembered what dying felt like and he understood now why Draco had been crying. He must have been really out of it to not understand what was going on then.

Speaking of Draco, Harry looked down on his uninjured side and saw the blonde just waking up, blearily blinking his silver eyes at Harry. Then those eyes widened and Draco sat up quickly, staring at him in surprise.

“You’re awake!” Draco said his voice flooding with relief. He quickly reached over and prodded a sleeping Severus in the side, “Sev, wake up! Harry’s awake!”

Severus groaned at the hard treatment to his ribs before blinking the sleep out of his eyes and sitting up to examine his dominant mate.

“How are you feeling?” Severus asked as he unwrapped the bandaging around Harry’s wounded arm.

“Tired.” Harry answered simply as he watched Severus’s controlled movements.

“You lost a lot of blood,” Draco explained as he watched Severus as well, “We had to give you a potion to replace it, but we weren’t sure it would be enough.”

Harry shifted to get a better look as the last of the gauze was removed from his arm. He didn’t really know what he was expecting to see, but where previously unmarred skin was, now scarring covered in a jittery web from his fist to halfway up his forearm.

“Your muscles have fully healed, but the dittany essence must not be completely compatible with your DNA.” Severus said after he cast a diagnostic spell over Harry’s arm, explaining the scars.

A silence settled over the three mates as they all took in Harry’s scarring. The Gryffindor raised his arm then proceeded to clench and unclench his fist; testing the newly healed muscles. Scars weren’t all that foreign to him, but the amount of scarring on his arm did shake him a little bit, though his arm felt fine now. He was also beginning to wake up more as he found his energy slowly returning to him.

When he noticed a nervous look on Draco’s face he asked what was wrong, shifting so he could sit up in his bed between his two mates.

“My mother sent me a letter this morning,” Draco said, “She told me to explain my father’s condition to you since it’s apparently getting worse.”

“Condition?” Harry asked, looking between the two submissives on either side of him. When he noticed Severus looking confused as well he turned back to the blonde in his bed with a questioning expression.

“My father is feral.” Draco blurted out. When Harry blinked cluelessly at him he remembered that his dominant had only a brief education on creatures at best, “Submissives turn feral when they don’t have a dominant in their life for a very long time. My father hasn’t let a dominant truly have control in his life other than the Dark Lord, and even then my father still has a lot of power in every other aspect of his life.”

Harry frowned as he mulled over Draco’s explanation,” I don’t want to take power away from any of you.”

“He means that Lucius is out of control because he has too much control and refuses to let any of it go,” Severus explained drawing Harry’s attention to him, “Submissive creatures can handle power and having authority, but when we have too much we become overwhelmed and out of control easily.”

Draco nodded in acceptance of Severus’s explanation, “My father has become feral because he’s had too much authority for too long with no one to ease the burden.”

“It’s why he wouldn’t listen to my reasoning yesterday.” Severus concluded.

“So I need to dominate him?” Harry asked casually, as if he was talking about the weather.

Draco’s face lit up like a Christmas ornament at Harry’s words and Severus just smirked.

“Yes, that’s about the only way to get his creature side under control. He’ll put up a fight though.” Severus said.

Harry raised an eyebrow at the smirking potions master. “You like the idea of that don’t you?” Severus’s smirk just grew wider and more amused.

Harry chuckled at the man’s antics, before making his body move and getting out of bed. His muscles felt a little stiff as he stood up and his newly healed arm twinged with phantom pains.

“I suppose the sooner I dominate him the better, right?”

Draco, still flushed, nodded when Harry turned to face them again, “He’s never had an outbreak like he did last night. I don’t know how much longer he has before he’s past saving.”

Harry knew what he had to do. He could still feel anger boiling up inside of him as he remember Lucius’s outburst; and the news that Narcissa was still living and sleeping so close to his mate after she had a previous claim to him made jealousy twist in his gut. By the time he had taken a shower and eaten something he could feel his inner creature taking over.

After reassuring Remus, Hermione, and the Grangers that he was all right he let Draco and Severus explain Lucius’s condition to them. By the time he was ready to apparate he could barely pay attention to Hermione’s warnings of caution. His instincts were urging him to go to his feral mate. He was grateful when Remus pulled her back and gave him a look of understanding. Then, he apparated to the location that Draco had whispered to him.

He landed in an entrance hall and had barely registered the excessive damage that surrounded him when a sharp scent caught his nose. It smelled like something had been burnt and the smell of heat permeated the air. The scent made Harry subconsciously bare his teeth as if he had been threatened. He followed the scent out of the destroyed room and down a small hallway; his pace quickening when his link to Lucius throbbed painfully and he noticed a faintly familiar scent mixing in with the burnt smell.

Harry turned into a room, noticing that the mix of scents was strongest inside. His head snapped to his left when he heard a high whine coming from somewhere on the other side of a large bed where he couldn’t see. He rounded the end of the bed and stopped once he saw the source of the scent.

Lucius sat covered in only a pair of night pants, his knees drawn to his chest, on the floor. His long white platinum hair cascaded around his shoulders, doing nothing to cover his long elfin ears. His skin was flushed from exertion of trying to keep his ferity a bay, but now it seemed to have been a lost cause. As soon as he smelt his dominant in the room his instincts took over and he became more creature than man. His head snapped up, eyes locking on the other being in the room; a need to dominate taking control of him.

As soon as Lucius’s head snapped up Harry knew he was in trouble. This was partly because of the wild look in the man’s silvery eyes that held a clear and violent intent and partly because of the lust that spiked through him at the obvious challenge that look expressed.

Suddenly the blonde stood and charged at him, slamming into him before Harry could dodge. They landed on the floor in a pile of limbs; both of their chests vibrating with growls. Lucius swiped at him with a clawed hand that Harry barely had time to deflect before it did more than just shred the front of his shirt. Harry’s eyes turned black and his own nails elongated into sharp points as he used his hips to buck Lucius off balance, sending him onto the floor.

It was to a mix of snarls, hisses, angry yowls, and growls that they fought each other, until Harry had managed to pin Lucius effectively to the floor. They were both panting and Harry was as hard as a rock. They were covered in bleeding claw marks, some in worse shape than others. Lust shot through Harry’s body at the sight of his mate before him. He had Lucius pinned face first to the floor, one hand at the back of his neck and the other pinning both of the blonde’s wrists to the small of his back.

Harry shifted, earning himself another albeit weaker yowl from Lucius as he moved his body forward. The movement forced Lucius’s legs to bend, raising his ass into the air until it was pressed against Harry’s cloth covered length. Harry let go of Lucius’s neck; only pressing more firmly down on his wrists when the older man began to struggle again. Then he reached down and pulled the waist of the man’s night pants down, exposing perfectly rounded globes and a slightly hard cock.

When Lucius snarled at one last attempt of fighting Harry off, the dominant growled lowly, not even flinching at his wings and tail shot from his back. As he growled Harry pressed his clothed bulge against the exposed rump of his mate as he leaned forward to snap his teeth – fangs included – a hairs breadth away from Lucius’s throat in warning.

Lucius let out a haughty huff of breath, but his body relaxed a little. His eyes were still wild, as if he was prepared to flee if he was given a chance. Harry, now almost completely taken over by his instincts, was thoroughly enjoying the sate his oldest submissive was in. He was especially delighted by the pose he had manhandled him into, as well as the flicker of bared teeth that showed whenever Harry shifted and ground his arousal against the man.

His mate was strong and quite intelligent even when feral if the amount of blows he had landed on Harry’s body during their fight was any proof. It had taken a tricky combination of punches, weight shifting, and tripping to finally get Lucius into the position that he was currently in. His other mates, though glorious in their own ways, were not as strong as Lucius. Severus was very intelligent, but he didn’t fight Harry; at least not physically, and Harry wasn’t sure Severus would be able to hold his own against his dominant mate if the occasion called for it. Draco was gorgeous and - oddly enough - innocent, but he too wouldn’t have enough strength to fight off Harry if he needed to. Lucius provided a challenge and was strong enough to follow through with it. He was the perfect beta to Harry’s alpha. Harry just hoped that the blonde’s ferocity didn’t vanish along with the feral state.

Harry nipped at Lucius’s bare shoulder, a husky chuckle escaping his throat when the blonde failed to choke back a whimper. The blonde bared his teeth again at the chuckle, but it didn’t have the same threat behind it that the other ones had. Harry trailed nips over the man’s shoulder toward the indent of his spine then proceeded to trail the tip of his tongue down the curve that only got deeper as Lucius shuddered and arched. When his back was completely bowed and he couldn’t lick down any further Harry started nipping and sucking on the skin around Lucius’s spine; intent on leaving a dark mark against the man’s pale skin.

Lucius let out a groan and shifted his lips back against Harry’s covered length. When Harry felt something poke and brush against the skin over his stomach he abandoned the vicious marking and looked down to see a long, furred tail jutting out from just the top of the crease of Lucius’s parted bum. The tail lazily flicked from where it was draped over the blonde’s hip.

Curious, Harry sat up and reached down with the hand that wasn’t currently pinning his mate’s hands and touched the new appendage at its base before stroking down a few inches. He did this a few times to feel the fine, skin toned fur and suddenly Lucius was trembling and emitting a long, keening whimper from parted lips.

Harry’s eyes darkened as his creature fought for full control. He groaned as his body began to tingle with need and he wondered how his mate would react to his tongue on his tail if he was already so wound up from Harry just using his fingers. The dominant was considering finding out just that when he let his fingers slip lower and was suddenly surprised to come into contact with wet skin.

Harry backed up a little, tightening his grip on Lucius wrists to reinforce his dominance when the blonde weakly struggled against his hold. What he saw made his breath hitch. Lucius was covered from just below his tail to the base of his balls with self-lubricant. The slick liquid was leaking from the rosebud at the center of the wetness.

Harry lightly ran a finger over the opening, growling in pleasure when Lucius moaned. The blonde thrust his hips back suddenly, impaling himself on the tip of Harry’s exploring finger. Harry watched as he pressed his finger deeper, marveling at the lack of resistance as his mate’s body opened up for him.

That was when Harry’s creature finally won the internal battle for control and took over. Harry’s hand abruptly left Lucius’s ass to work at the button and zipper of his own pants; encouraged by the whine that left Lucius when he removed his finger from his heat.

“Fuck!” Harry’s voice was more of a growl as he cursed, his claws getting in the way of his progress before he finally gave up and tore open the crotch of his pants with a claw.

Lucius was moaning as he arched his back down, presenting his wet hole to his dominant. Harry moved his legs between Lucius’s splayed ones and used his knees to spread them further apart thus exposing the blonde’s opening even more.

Harry took a hold of his cock and lined it up with the winking rosebud before him. He waited a few moments, rubbing the thick head of his cock over the leaking hole, gently pressing in a few times before pulling quickly away when Lucius tried to impale himself again. The blonde was repeatedly whimpering at the teasing touches to the entrance to his core; whining every time the promise of the fullness that cock would bring him was taken away.

When his dominant ignored his whining and whimpers Lucius growled at the other man, baring his teeth as he tried to push back and spear himself again. He about snarled when his dominant chuckled at his actions, but was stopped from doing so when he felt the pressure on his entrance increase.

Harry pushed in to his mate’s core slowly, waiting for the resistance of a virgin to grip him. When he only felt the tightness that comes with not being penetrated for a long time his blood started to boil. His mate had been with someone else before him! Harry snarled and snapped his hips forward, burying himself until the base of his cock was tightly pressed against the outside of his mate’s quivering opening.

Lucius cried out at the dual sensations of pleasure and pain that the friction and the rapid stretch caused. He squeezed his eyes shut at the pain, something that he wasn’t used to. He had been attacked with the Cruciatus Curse many times, but this was a different type of pain, one that he hadn’t felt for a long time.

The slightly pained cry startled Harry and when he realized he had caused his mate pain a part of him felt agony. But another part – one that still could only think of the anger – felt satisfaction at his punishment’s repercussions.

Pushing his anger down he gently leaned forward and pressed open mouth kissed against Lucius’s back and shoulders. The tight heat around his cock was tempting him to pull back and then re-encase himself in it, but he didn’t want to hurt his mate any further; the punishment had been delivered.

Instead he moved his free hand back to the blonde’s tail and stroked the soft fur with his fingertips. He leaned forward a little more and placed a long lick over the couple inches of elfin ear that he could reach.

Harry felt Lucius sigh under his ministrations, letting his body relax under the weight of his dominant’s. When the blonde’s chest began to rumble with something resembling a purr Harry chuckled again, causing them both to moan as the sound vibrated Harry’s cock and Lucius’s heat tightened in response.

Lucius rocked his hips a little, gasping when he found he could fuck himself with short thrusts on Harry’s throbbing cock. Harry let his mate ride him as he sat fully back up on his knees. He moved his hands so he was no longer restraining Lucius but entwining their hands together and holding them to the small of his back. The blonde flexed his hands around Harry’s as if he was testing his mate’s grip before accepting the position and using their hands as leverage to pull his mate’s cock into him harder.

Harry bit his lower lip as he watched his mate fuck himself for a few moments; enjoying the small moans and whines that the man was expelling. He watched the man’s shoulder and back muscles flex, and then let his eyes travel down to watch the muscles in his rounded ass twitch and bounce. His mate was gorgeous; all of his mates were.

Looking down between his arms nearly had Harry coming undone. Watching his cock disappear and reappear out of Lucius’s ass made him groan in pleasure. But seeing his mate stretched tightly over his thick length had him seeing stars and mustering all of his will not to cum early. Harry decided then that it was about time to join in.

He pulled his hips back until just the head of his cock was inside of his mate, then thrust his hips forward to bury himself deep inside in one long stroke just as Lucius pushed back on to him.

The blonde cried out, throwing his head back, encouraging Harry to repeat his actions. The dark haired man began thrusting in long strokes steadily, receiving moans and “ah!”s with each dive. Both men were panting and Lucius was holding onto Harry’s hands like life lines. One strong roll of his mate’s hips had the blonde arching off the floor with a cry.

Harry used the arch to pull Lucius’s back flush against his chest, letting go of the blonde’s hands in favor of wrapping one arm around his shoulders and the other hand holding his hip. The new position and tight hold barely let Lucius move. He could only writhe and moan as Harry thrust his hips upward, repeatedly pounding his length deep into his mate.

Lucius’s tail wrapped itself around Harry’s waist in a subconscious attempt to keep him from leaving. Though, by the grunts and groans coming from his dominant, Harry wasn’t planning on going anywhere.

“Touch yourself for me Lucius.” Harry ordered huskily into a pointed ear before sucking a sensitive lobe in between his teeth.

Lucius whimpered and did as his dominant told him, wrapping his hand around his reddened arousal. He was leaking precome; which he used to ease away some of the friction as he began to jerk himself off. He could feel his own internal lubricant dripping down his thighs as the stimulus to his cock and that of the throbbing cock pounding into him began consume all of the blonde’s focus.

“How does that feel?” Harry asked as he nipped down Lucius’s neck, increasing the rhythm that his steadily rolled his hips.

Lucius moaned in response. His moan turning into a cry that had him gripping onto the forearm around his shoulders to ground himself as Harry angled a particularly brutal thrust into the sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside of him that had him shaking with want.

“That good, huh?” Harry said before he let out a deep moan into Lucius’s shoulder and began to piston his hips faster.

Lucius felt pleasure coil inside of him as Harry continued to press into that spot that made him see stars. Harry himself wasn’t that far off either because of the fluttering muscle spasms caressing this cock every time he thrust into the tight heat of his mate. His teeth ached as the need to claim surged through his body.

Harry sucked along Lucius’s neck until he reached his ear, and then he growled out a command, “Come for me Lucius.” Then his fangs bit deep into the juncture of the blonde’s neck and shoulder, marking him.

Lucius’s breath hitched in his throat, startled as the claiming mark was bit into his neck. Then he keened as pleasure crashed over his body in waves. He spilled himself in long, white ropes over his fist and stomach. The claws on the fingertips of his other hand pierced the skin on Harry’s arm, marking him in return. The blonde clenched around the length buried inside of him, rhythm matching every pulse of his own arousal as he came.

Harry groaned as he lapped at the wound he had made, his hips stuttering as he pulled back and thrust forward one final time. He ground his cock into his mate as he came, filling the other man with his hot seed.

Lucius moaned softly at the pleasantly over full feeling of having Harry and Harry’s cum inside of him. He was slightly disappointed when his mate gently pulled out of him and laid him back onto the floor. He grimaced as he felt a little bit of the seed trickle out of his used heat. He could feel his creature calming down as the last of his feral state vanished, his mind and body returning to their normal states.

Without thinking he summoned his wand to him. He cast a cleaning charm over himself and Harry, removing the sticky substance from their bodies and the drying blood from his shoulder. He left the seed inside of him, silently pleased at the full feeling of it as it coated his insides. Then he froze and horror began to settle in.

His father had taught him to never clean himself unless his dominant ordered him to or left him for the night. He had already been punished once tonight, and he resigned himself to being punished again. He dropped his wand on the floor and tucked his arms in close to his body. He felt Harry shift behind him and flinched when he came into sight, barely registering the man’s wings and the tail as they disappeared into his back. Harry was looking at him with concern on his face that only made Lucius confused.

“Lucius?” Harry asked hesitantly, silently worrying if he hadn’t made it in time and his mate was still feral. Seeing the clear and frightened eyes eased his worries and brought more to the surface, “Lucius, did I hurt you?”

Now Lucius was really confused; his dominant was worried that he had hurt him? That was odd. Then again he did stop when he had first taken Lucius and caused him pain.

“You didn’t hurt me.” Lucius said flinching when his voice came out stronger than it should have been. His voice needed to be soft and quiet, and he was very out of practice.

Harry’s confusion only grew at the answer, “Then what’s wrong?”

Lucius was very confused; his dominant was not acting like any of the other dominants that he had met before.

“I cleaned myself without permission?” Lucius said, the answer coming out as more of a question than a statement. Maybe this was a test.

Harry suddenly looked like he had been smacked. Okay, so maybe it wasn’t a test – Lucius was still confused. Harry reached out and brushed his fingers through the slightly tangled hair that framed the face of the man before him, frowning when Lucius flinched at the movement.

“Lucius, why do you think that you have to ask for permission to clean yourself?” Harry asked, trying his hardest to sound calm.

“It was what I was taught.” Lucius answered back obediently.

That was when Harry remembered what Severus had told him. Lucius had been trained to be ‘the perfect submissive’ since he was a child.

“Is that why you weren’t a virgin?” Harry asked, still stroking his mate’s hair as he simultaneously tried to comfort the man and calm himself.

Lucius flushed, looking away from Harry in shame, “I was taught that experience was more important than virginity when it came to pleasing a dominant. My father had me start such training when I turned sixteen.”

Harry’s face darkened with anger, not at his mate, but at the people who had done this to him, “If your father was still alive I would kill him. Tear him limb from limb.” Lucius looked back up at Harry, startled at his words. “I could have really hurt you when I didn’t feel that ridge inside of you that told me you were a virgin,” Harry explained, “I almost did.”

Lucius looked surprised for a moment before his expression turned thoughtful as he considered Harry’s words. Then he said, “I suppose that explains why so many matings when I was younger resulted in the submissive being seriously injured.”

Harry leaned down and placed a soft kiss to Lucius’s lips, grinning at the dazed look on the blonde’s face when he pulled away. “I want you to do what you want Lucius, though sleeping with anyone other than me, Draco, or Severus is out of the question.” Harry said, looking his mate in the eyes, hoping he could see that he was telling the truth, “I want you to be your own person and I want you to challenge me. I might not always be around to protect you, Sev, and Draco.”

Lucius looked at Harry with wide, hopeful eyes. Could his dominant really be saying what he thought he was saying?

“I am going to need you to be there for them when I can’t be.” Harry said, “I want you to be my beta.”

Lucius heart soared. He pushed himself up and then leapt at his mate, wrapping his arms around the man and letting joy and gratitude flow through the bond between them as they fell back onto the floor.

Harry groaned as his cock twitched in interest at the sensation of his very naked mate’s warm skin rubbing against it. He pushed Lucius up and smiled in at the infectiously happy grin he got directed at him.

“Maybe we should get you into some clothes and fix mine before we end up going for round two.” Harry said, trying to ignore the sexy sight of his mate practically sitting in his lap, naked.

Lucius’s grin widened and he let his eyes greedily wander over Harry’s body, “I wouldn’t be opposed to that.”

“You wouldn’t.” Harry grumbled half-heartedly before Lucius leaned down to seal their lips together in passionate kiss, laying the length of his body on top of Harry’s.

Harry moaned as he pulled away, his cock rapidly filling to its full length again as Lucius nipped at his lips and then kissed down his throat.

“I’m guessing this means you’re moving in with me then?” Harry asked, only partially hoping that it would distract his mate from his ministrations, his vision blurring in with pleasure as Lucius’s tongue toyed with one of his pierced nipples.

The only answer he got was a sultry purr as Lucius sat up, his legs straddling Harry’s waist again, and sunk down onto his cock until the hilt was rubbing pleasantly against his stretched opening. Lucius was glad for the earlier round as his body opened easily and greedily welcomed his mate’s thick arousal once again.

“Sweet Merlin!” Harry cursed, and then proceeded to take his mate once more, letting his mate ride him from on top this time.

~

Narcissa stood outside of Lucius’s room fanning herself with her hand. She had not expected to find her ex-husband and his mate going at it when she had returned home from shopping that early evening, but it was still an oddly nice surprise.

She quickly left them to it when she heard them begin to talk, feeling happy that Lucius was being cared for properly, finally. Now she just had to find a man for herself and all would be right in the world. Well, at least for a night.

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