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That which we make for ourselves	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 38078 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 1-That which we make for ourselves
- 2-Ch 2
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-Ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
- 16-Ch 16
- 17-Ch 17
- 18-Ch 18
- 19-Ch 19
- 20-Ch 20
- 21-Ch 21
- 22-Ch 22
- 23-Ch 23
- 24-Ch 24
- 25-ch 25 - provisional
- 26-Ch 26
- 27-Ch 27
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Leading them in and waiting by the passage point he watched
them drop their disillusionment spells, wide greedy eyes looking around.�

Alphard spotted the muggles
first, their tied bodies arrayed at the far end of the clearing in a row.�

Around the periphery he�d transfigured various props and
instruments.� It looked like a bordello-cum-
torture-chamber had had a rather lurid affair with mother-nature.�

He turned away from Alphard in
time to see Caed drop his disillusionment spell, reading
the look of horror on the boy�s face clearly.

�Wait there.� He told him quietly as he closed the wards.�

Caed obeyed.�

�that at
least!� Tom thought wearily.�

Turning he absently sent a small
stinging hex at Palmer who had moved to open the sugarbowl
of white powder.

�Ow!� the boy protested, pulling his hand back.

�You will not indulge in any
of this until after.� Do I make myself clear?��

There were nods and the boys abandoned looking around for
finding themselves a chair.�

He noted, as he stepped close to Caed
who he felt immediately was shaking, that his servants at least had the good
sense to order themselves into a rough hierarchy.�

Abraxas and Gyphus were standing-off over the chair
to the right of the largest one.�

He let them work it out.� He would be
content with either of them there tonight.�

�Caed..�
he said softly, slipping his arms around the boy. �Look at me..��

Willowstead�s priggy little
eyes looked up at him reluctantly.� It
was distracting.�

�I take it you understand that I am not only going to mark you all.�
They will.. enjoy
themselves. ��

The boy looked back unhappily. �I don�t want to be here� he
whispered. �Can�t you ..mark me.. and
take me back?� I don�t want to see
it.�

I.. why do they.. why do you have to do this?!� It�s wrong.� Its evil, Tom.� Make them
stop!��

Frustrated anger rose in him.� He hadn�t traipsed all around the country and
expended considerable energy bringing muggles, wine
and song here � he hadn�t sacrificed the offer to read from grindelwalds personal library.. only to throw everything away because a silly little boy was
unhappy.

�No.�� I won�t. �� he told him sharply.

�I wish you to wipe that look off your face.�
Tonight I require you to show the others that you are one of us; that
you are no threat.�

�This is important,
Caed.�� Make me
proud of you and I will take you away after only a short while.�

...They will be dangerous tonight, Caed.. if
you present this..this..attitude.. I am not certain what
might happen when they are intoxicated.�

Do not force me to protect you against them!�

If you cause disunity among us I will punish you myself.. in front
of everyone.��

�You need only show willing.. I
will not require you to participate much.. and then we will be alone.��
He offered a small smile.�

�you do..desire..to be alone with me, don�t you?�� He wound his fingers gently into the hair at
the back of Caed�s head.�

The boy nodded but didn�t look particularly happy at the
thought.� Tom pursed his lips trying to
think of something that might
motivate the weak little sot.�

�If you make a very
good showing.. I will take you and not Elana to the Yule ball.� Would you like that?��

The boy�s eyes widened and his face looked pained.� After a moment he looked down embarrassed and
then nodded.�

Tom snorted inwardly.� Typical.�

�-If you please me
tonight..� he whispered into the boy�s ear, feeling
him shiver.� ��

Caed looked up through incorrect
eyes and pleaded �but.. I ..I
can�t hurt muggles.
�Please Tom..��

He smiled thinly.. he almost had him.� Caed was considering the prospect seriously.�

�I�ll stop dating Elana if you do..� She will not touch
me again..��

Desire, shame and aversion warred in the dark eyes.�

�What exactly do I have to do?� he mumbled.�

Tom smiled wider.�
There.� He had him.�

�Merely what I order you to do Caed.� Without hesitation and
pleading.� Trust me to know your limits..��

The boy leaned closer suddenly as if seeking shelter. �Please
don�t make me sleep with any of them..� I don�t want to do that!��

Tilting his head he brushed his cheek against the polyjuiced boy�s hair.�
So Caed was a complete innocent.� Well.. that would never do.�

But perhaps he did not want to change it tonight..

after all.. they were muggles...

His Caed should give his last sweetness to a
deserving witch of the correct disposition.�

He held him more tightly.�
�I will not ask that of you.� He assured him softly.

�Come.. The others are impatiently waiting, spoiled children
that they are.��

He felt the nod against his shoulder.�

With satisfaction he observed that Abraxas had apparently
won the tussle over his right hand place.�
Gyphus sat next to the empty left hand
chair.��

Very good.� They
recognised Caed�s position implicitly then.�

He moved to his own seat, leaving the boy to follow.�

After a minute of silence in which he examined the faces looking
back at him, he spoke, allowing his voice to ring clear and pure in the torchlit darkness�

�Tonight.. my
loyal knights...will be the final
test of your faith.. in me and in one another.�

It will be a test of your commitment � to our circle and the noble goals we
pursue � the defense of the wizarding world, the
preservation of the power and glory of the ancient bloodlines from the muggle
infection.� �

There were sounds of agreement from his knights. �He sensed Caed
stiffen slightly beside him and turned, fixing him with an indulgent expression
and stroked his hand lightly, leaving his hand upon it.�

�Tonight� he said quietly, turning back to his knights �you
will accept a gift � a symbol of honour
which will bind us..all of us..as
brothers

� I shall give you a mark which will not
bow to the will of insipid teachers, corrupt ministry officials or posturing
family members.��

�Tonight is the dawning of a new era.�

From this night you will no longer
emulate the tragic, ruined, Knights of Walpurgis.. who were hunted and scattered by the ministry even as they
sought to save us all � tonight you become something new.. something greater!� �

You will eat death and it shall make
you strong.. powerful..triumphant!� It will cleanse
you of the stain of weakness running through our world.�

Tonight I initiate you as death eaters!�

Taste the words.. they will
be feared as no army or force has been feared before.� I promise
this!��

He looked from face to face slowly.� He could see them running the name over their
lips and trying it on for size.� The
expressions indicated that this new darker sounding term was approved.�

Drawing silent breath he continued.� �From this night forth I will no longer be
Tom Marvolo Riddle, though the fools will still use
this name.�

You alone, my faithful,� will know my true name.�� In time it will become more feared than even
that of the great wizard I last night visited and who offered me his support today!�

He saw the dismayed impressed look pass from face to face as
they assumed that they were now in an alliance with Grindelwald
himself.�

Tom allowed himself a dark victorious smile.�
Grindelwald couldn�t have cared less about any
of them � but when they were marked he would
be able to extend his protection to them if he chose.�

The great wizard should have considered that. �

He spoke quietly, his voice nonetheless ringing out pure in
the still night.

�From this night � I am ::Lord Voldemort::� I am
Lord Voldemort! ��

He watched the eyes of his servants widen in delight.� They had only once before heard him speak
parseltongue when he informed them of his noble lineage.� Caed�s hand inched
away from beneath his own at the words and he held it in place, gripping it
tightly.

�They will speak of me as the Dark Lord..�

He caught slight disapproval edge in on Abraxas expression.� No Malfoy would ever call another wizard
master.� Alphard
looked slightly sceptical too.�

He decided a soft explanation was better.�
They would adapt if he framed it in terms they could accept.�

�Do not imagine that this name diminishes you, my brothers �
A serpent Lord is a leader but never
a master � you shall call no man
master while I live.�

The concern in their eyes diminished slightly�

�No.. The name Lord in the serpent
tongue is a sign of respect given to the first among equals..

it denotes that I consider you to be my equal..and
that we stand alone above the rest of the wizarding world � for only the worthy
may receive my mark.��

� ...Tonight you will offer me your
loyalty, your protection and service � and I will offer you my guidance.� I will
take you all to the future dreamed of.��

�Do you accept this gift?��

He looked to Gyphus first, knowing
Abraxas would require a moment more to digest developments.�

Gyphus looked at him for a long moment and he felt as
if all the world balanced on a pivot.� As if the very forest held its breath.� Why had he picked Gyphus?!.. he could have been assured of Antonin.. Roan..

He had thought Gyphus � the strongest among them.. equal almost with Abraxas in his
favour.. and generally unflinchingly loyal.. would be his best bet.�

He watched as Caed looked at Gyphus and frowned questioningly, seeing the dark eyed boy
also take this in.�

Then the brown eyes turned back to him and Gyphus
said clearly �Yes, my Lord.��

The relief inside him was like a living creature fluttering
and scrambling.� He showed none of it but
turned briefly to Caed and stroked his hand again
with a finger to show his approval.�

It was troubling that the boy�s influence had seemingly tipped the balance for
his strongest knight.. He would have to look into
that.�

Gyphus had been quite interested in Caed since he arrived.. protective even.� He
recalled the furious expression on his strongest knight�s face when he had
informed them all that he had put Caed
into the infirmary.�

Turning then he fixed Abraxas with a cool even stare.�

If Abraxas also accepted, Alphard would fall in
line.� The others would be no problem.. but he had to secure these three
first or they would be insulted and Alphard would
probably refuse on principle.�

Abraxas scrutinised him and he allowed his mouth to twist
into a tiny cruel smirk.�

As if this persuaded him, Abraxas
responded quietly �Yes, my Lord.��

Alphard fell into line as he
expected, offering his acceptance almost immediately, Antonin,
Palmer, Darius and Roan all consented with no hesitation at all.�

He looked then, the flutter of fear beating wildly in him once more to Caed.�

Willowstead�s dim face looked back at him.�

It was unacceptable.�

�Not yet.� He told him shortly. �This promise you will make
in full possession of your mind, body and magic.� Be still.. Think on
what I have offered you.��

He knew that this, to the others would seem to be referring to the guidance he
had placed in his end of the agreement they were making..
but Caed would think about Elana and the Yule ball.�

�You will take the mark in silence, my death eaters!� he told the others quietly.�

�Come to me Abraxas.�
Kneel before me and offer me your left arm��

The flicker of infuriation flared through the silvery eyes
again.� Kneeling was not a habit for Malfoys and it brought matters back to the idea of masters
and slaves.� Nevertheless, the boy got up
from his chair and lowered himself to kneel close to tom�s feet, flicking his
wide sleeve up and extending a milky unblemished forearm.�

The muscles shifted under it as he tightened his fist.�

Tom took his wrist and looked down appraisingly into the determined
aristocratic face, his hair yellow and gold in the firelight.� He drew his wand and traced it lightly up the
sensitive skin of the boy�s forearm, amused as the hard, almost angry expression
on Abraxas face faltered uncertainly.�

He had always wondered whether Abraxas might have the
tiniest attraction to him.� The boy only
dallied with girls but occasionally there was something behind his eyes faintly
that made him wonder.�

If that was so.. then he
would likely be quite affected by this.�

Tom pressed his wand hard into the flesh below Abraxas elbow and cast the incantation
silently.�

With a great gasp, Abraxas threw his head back, his eyes
slipping involuntarily closed as his back arched.� Had Tom not been holding his wrist he had no
doubt that the boy would have fallen.�

He had visible trouble remaining silent and bit down on his lips in the effort
to keep control.�

Tom smirked darkly.�
The others would imagine he was in great pain, he was certain.� It looked very much like he was tossed in the
throes of agony.�

His mark didn�t work like that, however.�

He glanced down at the arm through which black threads were winding, sketching
out the image he had chosen.� It had been
a sword before he had spoken with Caed and learned of
the name of his future servants..� He wasn�t sure where the idea for this new
image had come from exactly � it had simply occurred to him.�

A snake issued forth from the mouth of a skull near the boy�s elbow and wound
itself into a figure eight.. the
symbol of immortality..

He.. the serpent Lord.. immortal..and connected to the
deaths head.. to his death eaters.� It was ..right.. somehow.�

The mark was almost finished.� He glanced down the front of the blonde
writhing silently on his knees to note the large bulge in his robe.� Just as the tattooed snake made the final
turn, knotting the figure eight, Abraxas gasped again twice, his entire body
stiffening, the fist of the wrist Tom held loosened suddenly and splayed fingers
stretched as the boy�s body spasmed in ecstatic release and then fell
limp.��

Glancing around the others he saw concern and disquiet on Gyphus and Alphards faces,
resigned determination on Antonin�s and outright
terror on Palmer, Darius and Roan�s faces. �

It had possibly looked quite painful from the back, he
mused.�

He glanced at Caed who seemed
surprised and met his eyes in silent question.�
He offered him a secretive smile, turning away again to the limp boy at
his feet.�

Abraxas opened soft, hazy eyes and looked up at him in
bewildered satiation and then looked down at his arm, blinking and examining
the gently moving mark, stroking it with an inquisitive finger.�

Tom released him and indicated that he should return to his seat.�

He nodded and, to his credit, managed to affix a blank stare onto his flushed
face when Tom wandlessly scourgified his robe.�

�Gyphus?� he gestured
expectantly.�

Gyphus licked his lip nervously
and got up, kneeling in front of him with a tense defensive expression.�

�Silently..� He murmured at him with a steely eyed stare.�

The boy nodded pensively and offered his arm, shoving his robes up
carelessly.�

The shock and dismay on his face when Tom initiated the mark
was almost amusing as the boy struggled and failed to remain unmoved.� He saw the lust darkened brown eyes flick to Caed and realised that the polyjuice
was wearing off.�

Gyphus shuddered in waves of pleasure as the mark
drew itself.�

He didn�t need to glance to his left to recognise the moment that Caed had returned to his true appearance.� He could see it in the expression on Gyphus face.. The boy�s lips
parted and his head tipped slightly, eyes slipping closed in bliss for only a
second before he forced them open again to continue looking at the boy who belonged to TOM! �

He would have to deal with this, he realised.�

He looked to Caed.. concerned that he might see that lust reflected there but
the boy looked only puzzled.� Trust Caed.. supreme
naiveling.. to be baffled by
the most overt of lustful gestures. �

Caed looked away from Gyphus and met Tom�s eye, raising his eyebrows
.�

Tom smiled reassuringly.� His Caed was not to blame for Gyphus
affection, clearly.� The boy had not even
been aware of it and possibly was not even aware of it now.�

Good.�

He looked back at Gyphus, relieved.�

The boy swaying in overwhelming sensation on his knees panted now and closed
his eyes , an expression of near agony on his face as
the incomparable climax tore through his body.�

Unlike Abraxas, his face when he looked up at Tom again did not show confusion
but rather understanding and a faint
guilty sheepishness as he glanced a last time at Caed.� He did not look at his arm until he sat down
again and then he stared at it in pleased wonder, tracing it with his fingertip
as Abraxas had also done.��

Alphard looked like he was going
to be sick when he knelt before him.� He
was pale as a sheet and offered his arm as if he really wanted to take it back
and leave.�

Seeing Abraxas and Gyphus � both stronger than he �
seemingly almost undone by the agony of the mark obviously made him more than uneasy
about taking it.�

Tom had no
illusions about Alphard.�

He was at heart a coward and could never be fully trusted � but he was strong
and clever.. and the black
family was among the ancient bloodlines.�

When it was over Alphard leaned
in, grinning dazedly and whispered �Can I have another one?�� Tom smirked back briefly and then fixed his
face, sending him off with a stern expression.

Antonin took the mark with almost
perfect control and thanked him for the honour afterward, with shining
eyes.� The Russian had obviously been
expecting to suffer and had accepted the pain as a sign of commitment.� To be offered pleasure instead seemed to
affect him deeply � he looked awed
and grateful.�

Palmer and Darius were much alike in their frozen fear
beforehand and relieved punchdrunk amazement
afterward but Roan, he thought, must have comprehended what the trick was at
some point because he approached and knelt with restrained excitement.�

The greyblue eyes fixed him with something approaching
wistful eagerness.�

Roan offered his arm reverently, never breaking eye
contact and Tom suppressed a small smile, recognising the core of Roan�s devotion now too.� He had been curious about Caed from the start.. but from the tiny, veiled,
resentful look in the academic boy�s glance toward Caed
now, Tom wondered if he didn�t want to be
him..

He allowed himself to caress Roan�s arm with his wand as he
had Abraxas� and saw the boy�s expression shift in wonder and perhaps a faint
tinge of yearning.�

Roan was going to enjoy this even more than Abraxas had, he predicted.

The weakest among his knights.. no..
now they were death eaters.. � Roan was nevertheless
perhaps the most unquestioningly loyal.. he would do whatever� was asked of him. �

Tom realised he would have to ensure that this devotion did not twist into
spite if he lavished too much affection upon Caed in
front of the boy.�

He began the incantation and the boy shuddered and gasped as
the first strands of black delved into his pristine skin.� Roan looked at him with adoring eyes as he
struggled to keep silent.�

In a sudden impulse, Tom stroked his thumb over the wrist that he held and Roan
tensed, arching in delight.�

Very faintly tom detected the tiniest whine of bliss..
barely a ghost of a sound.�

Roan�s head snapped up and his eyes met toms in horror, tears suddenly filling
them.�

He obviously knew
even through the haze of his lust that he had failed.�

Tom considered breaking off the mark where it was..� It was almost
complete..it would still function �and Roan would
always wear a pale mark as a sign of his weakness.�

The pleading eyes of the boy certainly warranted it... ��...weakness!..��

But the boy�s hand abruptly gripped his own wrist, holding him even as he was
held.� He managed to choke out.. �punish me.. but..
finish it.. please..my Lord!��

Tom narrowed his eyes and nodded curtly.�

Yes.� It was better
that his servant bore no visible sign of his weakness. �Roan would bear punishment for enjoying Tom�s
touch too much.��

No sooner had the mark completed, even as Roan was tossed in
the throes of climax, he released him roughly, kicking him down to sprawl
before him and raised his wand.�

�Crucio!!� he spat.�

In his tender oversensitive state the curse was even worse.� Roan shrieked in unbearable agony, twisting
and struggling.��

He was peripherally aware of Caed
sitting rigidly next to him, his every muscle tense but he held the curse on Roan
for another ten seconds of unnatural screaming and writhing.�

When he released it, Roan lay panting and sobbing on
the grass.�

There was silence and then slowly, in visible pain he crawled around with difficulty
and pressed his face to Tom�s shoe, reaching for the hem of his robe and
bringing it to his lips, his eyes closed.�

His voice was hoarse and thick with tears when he whimpered. �Thank you, my Lord.� I�m..I�m sorry for
my failure.� Thank you for giving me your
mark��

Tom smiled approvingly and leaned down, generously stroking
Roan�s disarrayed brown hair.� The boy
gasped and turned his face against Tom�s hand like a cat.�

Tragic little Roan had it bad.� How had he missed that?!..

�It is done. We shall speak of your weakness no more.� Get up.�
Go back to your place.��

Roan nodded against his shoe and Tom had the impression that
he wanted nothing more than to remain where he was. �

As Roan limped off, Tom turned his attention, inevitably, to
Caed.� The
blond sat straight and stiff by his side, his face rigid in a mask of
blankness.��

Tom lifted his hand and brought the fingertips to his lips, kissing them
gently.� �Will you accept what I have
offered?� he asked him softly.�

Caed�s eyes widened fearfully.� Tom could see that he wanted to say no but didn�t quite dare.�

He trailed the point of his tongue over the pad of the boy�s
index finger.�

He could see him waver in a temptation that reminded him a little of Roan�s
expression.

Caed whispered uncertainly �What does loyalty, protection and service mean?��

Fury warred with approval in Tom.� He didn�t want the boy questioning him like
this.. nevertheless he was
the only one among them all sensible enough to ask.�

He would not have allowed Grindelwald to bind him to loyalty, protection and
service!� It was a general oath of
complete obedience.. it
rendered the taker powerless.�

He glanced at the others and then tugged on Caed�s fingers, urging him up out of the chair and then
closer.. pulling him down
onto his lap.�

Leaning back, he dragged Caed against him.�

After a tense moment, looking around at the others, the boy softened and then
leaned in, melting down against his chest and laying his head on tom�s
shoulder.�

�It means..� he said slowly,
turning his face toward the captivating green eyed waif, and stroking the back
of his hand with a thumb. �That you will not seek to destroy
me-..��

Tom waited and after a long..too long moment he
felt Caed nod against him.

�ok.� he whispered.�

�You will stand with me against all enemies��

Caed�s hand tightened convulsively
and Tom pressed a gentle kiss to his eyebrow.�
Wherever he had come from.. the
boy had been decidedly in the thick
of his enemies, clearly.�

He drew back and met the conflicted emerald eyes with his own, patiently.�

When the boy still looked fearful and reluctant he leaned down and caught his
lips, kissing him slowly and deeply, enfolding him in his arms.�

He ended it with a sigh and told Caed� �Your past does not matter.��

The boy shivered suddenly and then whispered �Ok.. I�ll do it..I�ll stand with
you.� He tried to kiss Tom again but Tom pulled away slightly.� This would be the hardest part he
sensed.�

�And.. you will obey my orders, Caed � as a soldier would a general.��

The green eyes narrowed in discomfort and anger. �No!� I won�t!�
I can think for myself!��

Tom stroked his hair back reassuringly, glancing briefly at
the various expressions of fascination and anger on his new death eaters faces.�

�I know you can.� Nevertheless.. I must know that if I have instructed you to do something
� it will be done.��

Caed looked at him stubbornly.

�If you ask me to do something and I think it�s a good idea I�ll do it.�

Tom smirked and sniffed back a laugh. �No..
that�s not enough.�
There may be times when I cannot reveal all relevant information to you
and it might seem to you that another
course of action would be better.�

I need to be assured that what I have asked of you will be carried out even
against your better judgement � I require your trust, Caed � Trust me that I will know best.�

I will protect you..
Have I not proven this already?��

He felt Caed cling to him more tightly.�

�Maybe..but sometimes you might not have all the important
information and I might know something you don�t.��

Subtly the boy�s fingers dug into his side.�
The message was not lost on him.� Caed was trying to imply that he would not follow orders
that contravened his memories.�

Tom sighed deeply.�
This put him in a difficult situation with the others.� He stroked Caed and
thought about it.�

�Very well.� You will follow my orders unless you know absolutely and incontrovertably of a
reason why it would be dangerous to me or my goals to do so � in which case you
will inform me if you are able, of
your reasons for refusing, and if not
you will act as you truly believe I would have
you act, were I in possession of the facts at that moment.�

Caed examined the statement
silently and then whispered �ok..��

Tom kissed his forehead approvingly. �And I in turn.. will guide you..��

He circumvented the question he felt Caed already
opening his mouth to issue.

�In other words I will instruct you.. I will teach you, Caed.� I will encourage you to develop yourself to
your fullest potential.��

He hesitated and then whispered �I will continue to try to protect you..� kissing the boy again lightly.�

Caed sighed in a way that sounded
almost pleased. �and.. Elana?��

�No...� tom informed him.�
That is contingent upon other
things...��

The boy huffed but after a few seconds murmured �ok� and turned his face in
against Tom�s neck, sniffing and nuzzling him.�

Tom smiled and drew Caed�s left
arm from around him, gently sliding his robe sleeve back and raised the entire
appendage, trailing his tongue from elbow to wrist and delighting in the great
shudder of arousal from the boy.�

He could see from the slight bump in his robe that Caed
was hard already and admonished him.�
�You must endure it silently!..I will punish you more harshly than Roan if you
disappoint me, Caed.��

The nod against his neck was slow and he felt the boy kiss him.�

He looked around the others.�
Roan looked envious.. Gyphus
also, he noted.. Alphard was
irritated and glanced down at the table impatiently.�

The others.. particularly Abraxas,
wore expressions mostly coloured by curiosity and fascination.�

He pressed his wand to Caed�s
tanned forearm and cast the spell.�

The boy gasped against his neck and squirmed on his lap deliciously. He bucked
his hips helplessly and Tom feared for a moment Caed
was going to moan, hissing sharply when the blonde instead bit down on his
neck, his right hand clenching around tom�s robes.�

Caed had found a particularly sensitive spot and the
hot panting breath, the pain, the rocking against him..
it was intoxicating. ��

::My beautiful..�
..sweet.. my precious:: he hissed, letting his own
head fall back in pleasure as the writhing boy�s ass rubbed over his own cock
and the teeth bit down harder on his throat.

This seemed to set Caed off even
more and the teeth were replaced with kissing and sucking.� Tom hissed again ::my
own::�

Caed was going to bring him off with him if he didn�t
stop.. and it seemed that that was exactly the boy�s
aim as he moved with greater intent, rubbing himself over Tom
rhythmically.�

Turning his head and shifting slightly he captured Caed�s lips and fell into the kiss, letting himself drown
in it.�

He felt it when Caed came and swallowed the rapturous
gasp, tipping over into his own climax in response.�

When he let the boy�s lips slip away, he heard him panting
in release and struggled to catch his own breath, his eyes still closed.� He felt in his mind for the faint awareness
of the boy�s mark and activated it, dimly aware of Caed�s
thrilled arching as the faint echo of that pleasure flooded him again.�

Gathering himself together he opened his eyes and shared a
dark sated smile with the others as Caed shuddered
still in the faint throes of pleasure in his arms.�

�Go.� Take your
pleasures.� Enjoy what I have brought
you� he instructed them softly.��

He waved a limp hand�
vaguely behind him and the strains of music rose up in the
forest.�

The amplified wizarding wireless had been among the harder
objects to obtain, curiously enough.� The
drugs were easy in comparison.�

Alphard had leapt up as soon as he
had finished talking, closely followed by Gyphus and Abraxas.� They raced to get a look at the selection of muggles and pick their choice first.�

While they would in all likelihood share them around a bit..
the first ride was always more exciting somehow.� The girl (or usually it was a girl)
did not know exactly what was coming.. was tighter physically and still panicked with terror.� Horrified acceptance usually set in with time.�

Palmer and Darius moved immediately to the table, Palmer
setting upon the sugarbowl of powder and casting cage
wards over the table to prevent wind.�
Darius seized the nearby bag of green bunched plant matter and both
became instantly absorbed in preparing their respective preferential poisons.�

Palmer would probably be an utter git for the rest of the night, Tom sighed
inwardly, but he would be cruel and inventive � and that usually amused the
others.�

Darius possibly wouldn�t participate quite as much as he otherwise might, but he himself would get a lot more out of
watching the others.�

He watched Antonin rise and
prepare himself a drink.� He had almost
forgotten to get the vodka that he knew the boy preferred.��

Antonin raised a glass of the oily gasoline to him in
tribute and strolled off to peruse.�

Tom glanced down at Caed who had
stopped spasming and now simply curled around him in
a pose of apparent contentment.�

Roan had remained sitting, looking at them both sadly.� Tom raised his eyebrow and the boy flinched
and shook his head faintly, looking away.�

He prepared himself a large firewhisky soon
thereafter and moved off slowly to the others, to walk around and see what was
on offer. �His movements betrayed the
aching of his body in the aftermath of the cruciatus. �

Stroking Caed�s hair gently Tom
watched them all while the bright music drifted surreally.�

Alphard had found the redhead that
Tom had known he would favour and was
arguing with Abraxas over her stupefied bound form.� Abraxas, tom was sure, was only being a
difficult asshole.� He would in all
likelihood much prefer the slender..far too young blond girl he�d taken from the
front of a large apartment block.�

She was skinny and sparrow boned, her long hair
silvery in the light. Her age was indeterminate � he had thought her perhaps
fourteen or fifteen when he had first seen her but she was so tiny on the grass.. she looked far
younger.��

Tom sighed slightly, watching Gyphus looking down
speculatively at one of the two boys he had brought.� This one was a tall skinny blonde with short
hair.�

Yes.. he would pick that one, wouldn�t he?!�

The boy had reminded him of Caed when Tom had first
seen him.� He did not look like him.. well apart from the general
colour of his hair � but he had had a sense of awkward-fawn about him.� A curve of his eyebrows perhaps.. that marked him as innocent and
shy.�

Gyphus picked him up with little
effort by the ropes and hefted him over his shoulder, looking around
speculatively at the various props and toys around the clearing.�

He seemed to decide and headed off toward a wooden horse, suitable to bend the boy
over.�

Tom turned his eye back to the others.� Alphard had
obviously won the debate over the redhead since Abraxas had wandered on.� He was looking thoughtfully over a tall leggy
brunette now.�

Or perhaps he was looking over the dark haired boy next to her.� It was hard to tell from behind.�

Antonin had found one he liked it seemed.� He liked older women, for some reason.� Tom had picked this one older than he usually
took, unsure whether Antonin might like her.�

She looked to be in her early thirties. �He�d thought she might be a little too old, even for the strange
Russian.� She was a brunette with
shoulder length brown hair and warm brown eyes.�

He�d asked her for directions to get a better look at her and she�d smiled at
him, actually blushing slightly.� So he�d taken her.�

Antonin squatted down next to the bound body and drew
his wand, preparing to wake her.��

As he looked on, Caed emitted a
soft snore at his neck and he smirked, tempted to leave him where he was.�

But it wouldn�t do.. The poor little wretch would wake
up into Sodom�s garden and panic.� Better
he witness it begin and adapt accordingly.�

He turned his face and kissed the closed eyes. �Wake up� he
whispered.�

Caeds face wrinkled in discontent and he mumbled
something unintelligible.�

�Wake up Caed.� He said more
sternly and the pale green eyes cracked slightly.

�Oh god.. are
we still here?� I hoped it�d be over..��

Tom snorted and kissed him lightly.

�It�s just beginning.� Wake up and prove
to me you deserve to be the sole recipient of my affections or I will pacify Elana tomorrow in the manner she demanded of you today.�

Caed opened his eyes wider and
scowled. �No!��

Tilting his head provocatively Tom waited.

�What do I have to do?� Caed asked
finally, unhappily.�

Glancing up, Tom looked at Darius who was leaning back in
one of the chairs with a wide lazy smile and a fat joint in his hand.

�Darius � I�ll take that� he commanded.�
The dreamy eyed boy took a moment to look around and then smiled.

�Yeah.. ok..
here.� he slurred slowly, climbing
up, knocking Palmer in the process who was down on his
knees near the surface of the table with his face.

The kneeling boy looked up furiously and blared �Darius you fucking zombie.. you made me spill it! Fucker!�

��Oh..
shit.. Palmer � didn�t see you there!� Darius giggled
and backed off slowly, with obvious concentration.� He came around and handed off the joint and
then seemed to suddenly notice what everyone else was up to and jumped slightly
�Oh!!! There�s girls.. I forgot!�� Hey.. Brax!!.. �� he hurried off at a quick stumble
toward the remaining six muggles.�

Alphard had taken his redhead to a mattress and she
was already stripped and spread-eagled.�

Tom watched for a moment as she woke and looked around confused and then the
screaming began.�

The sound was strangely pleasing with the swing music. ��

Caed flinched and whimpered on his
lap.� He turned his attention back to
him.� �Shhh.� It�s
alright.� She won�t scream for long.�� Here.�
Take this..��

Caed looked at him wide eyed and
hissed frightened. �I...I�m really here.. you�re.. really.. oh god...� this is.. no.. I don�t want that.��
I can�t-..��

Frowning disapprovingly Tom shrugged one shoulder and leaned
back, putting the joint to his own lips and dragging on it slowly.�

Palmer sprang up suddenly and yelled �FUCK YEAH!!�, making Caed jump again and look
around in horror but the boy was already halfway to Darius and Roan now.� Abraxas had apparently taken the brunette boy
off to a hassock.�

It became suddenly much louder as the screaming panic of the redhead was joined
by the yells of several others.�

�What the fuck are you doing?!� What is
this?!� Where am I?!�� And other similar questions split the
air.�

The exponentially louder chaos set Caed on edge
visibly. Tom turned his head back to look at him and smoked the joint in a
leisurely manner.�

He heard the redhead squeal in shock and Alphards
voice low and soothing.� �Yeah.. calm down.. just
like that.. nice and easy.� See?�
No one�s hurting you.. enjoy
it.. just relax and enjoy it.� You know.. you�ve got fucking lovely
tits.��

Caed�s wide eyes darted around the
clearing.�

The nature of the screams was changing slowly as a new slower song started.� There were more sobs of pain and resignation
combined with slapping sounds than screams of horror and shock.�

It had been seemingly unconsciously accepted by all that no one would torture
immediately- just because in the past it had upset other muggles
who were around and ruined the submission and acceptance that some of them
liked to enjoy at first. �

Darius was crouching over the tiny blonde girl looking
thoughtful while Roan was levitating a black haired girl with dark red painted
lips over to the other side of the clearing (where he might also have a good
view of Caed and himself, Tom
observed)�

Palmer, was marching up and down looking at the remaining
three muggles� - a slender leggy
brunette in her late teens with tiny breasts, an ash blonde straight haired
girl in her mid twenties who looked like she�d been around the block a bit and
an overweight curly haired brunette in her mid teens.�

The latter tom had selected purely for Caed.� He thought it might be easier for him to
curse an unattractive specimen.�

Palmer pulled a snotty face and set off around the clearing to investigate what
he�d missed.�

Tom turned his eyes - somewhat sleepy eyes now, back to the
beautiful boy in his lap.� �I want you to
curse one of them� he tried to say but somehow he ended up just saying �I want
you.��

The sparkling green eyes looked him over indecisively and Tom
railed at the tiny inner uncertainty that he might not measure up.. that Caed
might not want him in return.�

�Only me?� the boy
asked softly.�

Tom let his head fall back and smiled. �Can�t get you out of
my mind.. so lovely.. I want
to kiss you.. I want to push you down and bury myself
in you.. I want to make you come..over
and over again.��

Soft lips brushed over his own and he grabbed the boy and pulled him tighter
against him.

�Gyphus wants you too.. but you�re mine..
You won�t have him, will you Caed?��

The blonde shook his head slowly and licked his top lip.
�C-can we go to bed now?� he asked nervously.

Tom smirked back, reading the underlying hope in the
question.

�We are not returning for a long while yet Caed.. There are things I still must take care of before I go
back.�� His smile widened and became
feral �But..we can go to bed.. yes..��

The boy swallowed and wavered indecisively before nodding.

�Ok� he managed, looking pale and frightened.�

Tom smiled meltingly and caught him up in a deep kiss again,
exploring and working at him until Caed was breathing
fast and heavy.� Tom�s stroking hand
found the hard line of Caed�s cock through the robes
and he smiled against the whimpering boy�s mouth, pulling away and smirking
darkly.

�...Always so hard for me..

...I want to see all of you, Caed..
I want to taste you again.�

He pushed the malleable creature up off him, collaring his
robe to stop him from stumbling over and landing on the table and told him lightly� �Come.. I
have a place for us..�

- dragging him over to the large four post bed he�d
transfigured � which had been wisely ignored by his
servants. �It even bore sheets and
curtains.� He had thought Caed might require some small measure of privacy.�

The boy in question allowed himself to be pushed down onto his back on the bed,
looking up at Tom in overawed excitement.�

Around them the sounds had morphed into the sounds of
fucking under variously diminishing degrees of unwillingness and some woman was
crooning a slow song on the radio.�

Tom leaned down, opening Caed�s
robe and spreading it, baring the tight black shirt below.� A wandless charm had that too open and
spread.

The slender muscular chest was flattered by the torchlight. �

He peeled the clothes off the boy and tossed them to the side, stepping back
and stripping off his own outer garb, his eyes fixed on the emerald ones
watching his every movement avidly.�

For Caeds (and, he was sure,
probably also Roan and Abraxas�) benefit, he stripped his shirt manually,
flexing his muscles as he slid it off and continuing the slow, self assured
display as he removed his trousers and then his boxers.�

The way Caed�s gaze roved all over him hungrily felt
like bathing in warm sunlight.�

He turned and allowed the boy to see all of him, turning back and tilting his
head.

�Do you like what you see?� he purred suggestively.�

Caed swallowed and nodded emphatically.�

The blushing desire emanating from the little naive was
heady.. He stalked slowly closer and leaned down,
brushing his fingertips over the rock hard erection tightening the boy�s
trousers, causing him to drop his head back and groan helplessly.�

He had the pants undone and dragged them off along with the
boy�s underwear in seconds, pouncing on him, straddling and kissing him deeply.�

Crawling up the boy�s body on his knees he dragged him further onto the bed by
his arms with marginal effort and flicked a hand to release and close the green
curtains.

The torchlight now filtered down only from above.�

�There.. no
one will see what I am going to do to you� he said with a half threatening
smirk.

A flicker of fear showed on the boy�s face and Tom leaned
down over him again, kissing him and forcing his arms under his back to embrace
him.� �calm
down.. it was a silly joke� he assured Caed, peppering his jaw with tender kisses.� �Mmmm.. your skin..� he whispered..�

Relaxing again, cautiously, Caed
put his arms around him in turn.� They
kissed and slid against one another for a while, rolling as their hands each
explored the other.�

Tom looked up in amazement at Caed, lying on top of
him and licking his breastbone with apparent enjoyment.�

It felt so good, Tom marvelled somewhere in the rational back corner of his
mind.� Touching Caed
felt so right..
it felt like the boy was meant for him.. it almost tingled to feel
him pressed so hot and smooth from head to foot against him.�

Different than all the others..Grindelwald
had been good in bed.� Really very good in fact..and
powerful.. but
he hadn�t wanted him like he
desperately wanted Caed .�

When the boy started to kiss his way downward, Tom caught
his breath and held him in place a moment.

�Please.. I-I want to..� Caed said huskily.�

Tom looked down at the greenish glimmers in the dimness
thrown down from overhead and nodded, transfixed.�� How could he possibly refuse that..

He balanced himself on his elbows to watch the breathtaking sight.�

Caed was shy and a little unsure
what to do.� The look on his face though..it made clear how much he wanted to please Tom.� Everything he did..when
he kissed his way up the top of his thigh, when he scratched his fingernails
lightly over Tom�s tensed abdominal muscles.. it all
felt wonderful.� And then when he licked up his shaft like an ice cream..
his tongue so hot.. Tom knew that even after the events of this morning he was not going to
last long.� There was something about Caed touching him.�

But the boy wanted to suck him.. he had shown initiative.. that had to be rewarded.�
He could not refuse him just because he was worried he might pass out
and not bind them both.�

He shouldn�t have had the joint.� He had
hoped it might calm Caed down.� When the boy refused it he should have vanished the thing.�
He was too tired for its effects at present.��

And then all thought cut out abruptly because Caed tentatively sucked the head of his cock into his hot
little mouth.�

Tom fell back onto the bed and moaned in pleasure.� This only encouraged Caed
that he was doing something right and he tried to suck harder and go
deeper.�

Tom�s hips moved entirely without his permission, trying to delve deeper into
the place that sent shocks of excitement through his veins.�� He heard Caed
choke slightly and struggled to reign his desire
in.�

Focus.. he needed to bind
him..

It felt...so ..damn.. good.. but he didn�t know how much energy he had. He might not
manage to stay awake to clean up this little party later if he had to come
twice and use the unforgiveables� - they were rather costly in terms of energy..

and he needed to be awake to persuade Caed of what he wanted the boy to do.�

With the utmost reluctance he forced himself to sit up and
grab Caed, pulling him back up his body and holding
him, kissing him.�

The expression on the blonde�s face was surprised and
disappointed..perhaps even embarrassed.�

�No. � he assured him �You were pleasing me
greatly.� You were pleasing me too much.. That
is not where I wish to spill right now..��

The green eyes widened in apprehension. �Do we have to do
that..here..�
Caed whispered.�

Tom nuzzled him. �Mmm.. we are here.. it is now... I want you.. Do
you not want me also?��

The blonde looked away.�

After a minute, Tom followed his gaze � he was looking up at
the stars visible faintly in the sky over the clearing.� �I..shouldn�t want
you..� Caed said unhappily.� He lifted his arm and looked in disgust at
the black wavering mark on his forearm.�

Tom realised that he hadn�t seen Caed look at it once since he�d received it.�

�This is..wrong.�
sick.� He heard him whisper.�

With energy he wasn�t aware of having he was over the boy in
a second, pinning him and glowering down at him. �Sick?� he hissed
angrily.�

The blonde looked up at him unhappily,
his arms splayed and held down.

�Yes..� you don�t know ..you can�t possibly
understand... me being with you is
fucking sick.� I�m-...�

You killed everyone I ever loved, Tom.. or just about everyone..

...There�s no one else left for me to even want to go back to...and... and... you didn�t just order someone to kill most of them.. YOU did it... You personally..�

I�m an orphan because of you..�

�There...was a girl I loved...a friend..
my best
friend..

I was going to tell her I loved her before you killed her and..
and now I�m a ..what.. a death eater?!��

This is FUCKING WRONG!!��

Tom released his wrists and sat up on his knees.� That put a slightly different complexion on
things perhaps.�

He understood suddenly the fear and hate when Caed
had first seen him.� Some things made more
sense.�� He wasn�t certain how to respond
to the information.�

�I.. haven�t done it yet.� He
offered quietly.�

�Tell me who you are.. Tell me who they are and perhaps I won�t... I�ll
change it..�

The boy shook his head� �You can�t.. I wouldn�t even be here if it hadn�t happened.�

You�ll break reality or something.�
You�re going to do it because you did
it.. it already happened
for me.� And now i�m..this.. � he looked down at his arm again in revulsion.�

�I..I asked you not to do it..
can�t you take it off?�
Take it off Tom � please!!� I can�t stand it...It�s like I did that to them..
its like I�m responsible for-..�� He turned his face away.�

Tom mused.. he
had been somewhat responsible
perhaps.� He would have initiated seven
knights of Walpurgis with a sword shaped mark but instead he had initiated
eight death eaters with a skull and snake.�
He had intended to pursue a
ministry career and now he was enslaved to Grindelwald
and determined to become the Dark Lord Voldemort.�

In a certain sense perhaps Caed carried the seed of
his own destruction.�

Tentatively he leaned down and curled his body around that
of the blonde boy, still straddling him and resting his head on the tanned
chest.�

�I..could take it off.� But I won�t.�
I�m sorry Caed.� You are in danger.� With it we can find one another.� It is useful.��

He thought on what he needed to make Caed
do tonight and bit his lip.� It would be
very difficult if the boy was in this kind of state.�

He considered obliviating him but he really didn�t
want to risk damaging any memories the boy had.�

If he had known how important Caed was � he probably wouldn�t
have obliviated him in the forbidden forest the first
time.�

They lay together, each lost in worried thoughts for minutes
on end..

Outside the bed the sounds of screams started up again..sizzles
of spells and cracks of whips.� He felt Caed shiver beneath him.��

Hesitantly he raised his head and crawled up the boy�s body
to lie beside him and pull him near.� He
stroked him slowly while Caed flinched at each of the
slaps and meaty sounds.�

Tom struggled to think of what he could say to bring the boy to the right way
of thinking and complete the binding.�

He could still bind him against his will.. there were spells for that... but he had wished to use a
different spell.. and for that he required mutual
desire. �

His mind turned it over as his fingers played at the boys
ribs.. his skin was like
silk.

�I shouldn�t want you� Caed
whispered again unhappily.�

Tom�s mind clicked onto the phrasing this time.� �But you do� he responded softly.� Caed whimpered.�

�I can�t help it.. I don�t want to be attracted to you.� You�re just so bloody..
good at
everything.. and confident and clever and so
ridiculously good looking..

How can anything so evil look like you look.. it hurts to look
at you, you�re so beautiful..

-that is..handsome or whatever.�

Tom smirked and nuzzled at the boy�s cheek
affectionately.� He was about to return
the compliment but Caed continued� �-And..apart
from today ..and maybe pushing me down the stairs..you�ve been really nice to me..you
offered to help me before you knew
anything about me.�

I know who you�re going to be and I
hate it..I hate you.. I don�t
want to want you..
I wish I didn�t..�.�

Tom suppressed the grin that wanted to spread over his
face.� He would have him after all.

�Will you give yourself to me?� he whispered next to his
ear.

Caed covered his face with his
hands and mumbled something.� Looking
down, Tom saw that the boy�s erection that had flagged and vanished had twitched
back into life.�

He could persuade him.� He was certain of
that now.�

�Tell me you want to be mine..� He
urged Caed, who was on his knees with his arse in the
air squirming and moaning as Tom tongued it.�

�God...Don�t stop.. please.. � Caed
whimpered.�

Tom watched the tiny pucker make little kissing motions, he
kissed it back, tracing the tip of his tongue around the sensitive ring of
flesh and then pushing inside and fucking the boy with it some more.� �ohhhhhhh...
fuck..� Caed
groaned, stretching like a cat and pressing back against his mouth.��

He nibbled at the tender flesh gently, making the boy twitch.�

He wasn�t sure whether or not to stretch him.� When the boy gave his permission and he could
fuck him � there needed to be blood.� The
spell was designed for use with heterosexual couples.� It relied upon there being a maidenhead to
break in order to base the blood binding upon.�
Tom was certain that it could work just as well for a submissive male
like Caed.�

There was nothing specifically feminine in its parameters.�

He drew back and licked up Caeds
crack with a wide flat tongue. �My cock will feel so much better than this..� he tempted softly.�
�You only need to say you�ll be mine.�
Give yourself to me.� Say yes..� say
you want to be mine!�� He flickered the tip of his tongue down the perineum already
slick with saliva.

�FINE!� YES. YES � I WANT TO BE YOURS!� Caed yelled desperately. �DO IT!!... PLEASE.. FUCK, TOM.. PLEASE�� �

Grinning broadly, Tom raised himself up on his knees.�

Well that little outburst almost certainly alerted someone as to what exactly
he was doing with Caed.� The screaming of the girl that their
attention had obviously been focused upon right now had died down to sobs and Tom
was quite sure that those of his servants who realised the probable implications were probably explaining it to
the others and listening avidly.��

He licked his palm and rubbed it over his unslicked cock.� His
servants would know for certain
shortly.�

Placing himself at the unreasonably tiny tight little
rosette he hesitated again.� It was so small.�
Perhaps he should have stretched him a little.�

He glanced up the perfect tan expanse of back down to where the boy�s face was
buried in his arms.�

�It will hurt.� he told him, cursing himself for being a weak sot.

�It will hurt a lot at first Caed... But then..it will feel better than anything you can imagine.��

He heard a muffled fearful �ok� from the boys
arms.�

Gripping himself and holding Caed�s
waist tightly he worked the head of his cock at the saliva slicked hole,
pushing hard.�

�Ow.ow ow ow! Damnit!
Stop!� Caed started
already.� With a sharp thrust of his hips
the head slipped inside. The boy yelped loudly and tried to move forward and
get away.�

Tom was not having that.� He grabbed him
by both hips and forced himself inside roughly.�

Caed screamed
in pain and he could feel his arse
fluttering and panicking around him.

�Shhhhhhhh shhhhhhh�
he soothed absently, pulling back carefully.�

The boy subsided into sobbing, obviously thinking he
was pulling out.�

When he slammed back in Caed shrieked in pain again
and started yelling for him to stop, begging for him to stop.� The third thrust was much smoother and he
knew it was blood lubricating it.�

He sighed in relief and this time when he had sunk himself balls deep he stayed
there, leaned down over the hysterically sobbing boy�s back, holding him and
enfolding him in his arms.�

�It�s over.. the painful part
is over Caed.� Shhh.. ��

Caed didn�t respond and with effort he pulled them
both down, still connected, to lie spooned on their sides.�

Now he could hold Caed and kiss the back of his
neck.�

He applied himself to stroking and kissing the boy until he
calmed slightly and scrubbed at his eyes with the back of his hand.�

He sounded miserable when he asked �Did you have to hurt me..
or did you just want to?��

Tom sighed.� �I had to..�
he offered back.�

The boy didn�t respond.� Tom moved his
hips experimentally and halted when Caed hissed in
pain.� �When is the feeling good part
supposed to start?� Caed whimpered at him.�

Tom let his head fall foward till
his forehead rested against the boy�s neck, which was damp with cold
sweat.� Fuck.. how was he supposed to bring him off like this.�

They had to come together for the spell to work correctly.� It was a marriage binding spell �not an
enslavement spell.�

Merlin! Why hadn�t he found out what the numbing oil spell was that Grindelwald had used.�
That would have made everything here much easier.�

He lifted his head cursing himself.�
Perhaps the prick could still help him.�

�I can make it feel good..� he
whispered at Caed�s neck and slowly.. slowly pulled out.��

Caed heaved a sigh of relief when
Tom�s cock popped free of his arse. However he protested when he was roughly
turned and struggled fiercely when Tom picked up his legs.

�No.. don�t! Please!� I don�t want to. Please don�t!� Stop Tom!!�

Tom snarled and strained to immobilise him, bending him in
half to stop the flailing legs from kicking him.�

�Calm down!� he demanded.�

Caed was not listening.� Tom gave up on trying to persuade him and
instead concentrated on getting his cock back into the boy, ignoring the scream
and renewed sobbing this produced.�

When he was sunk back in he leaned down and tried to kiss him, receiving a
bitten lip for his trouble.

�Spiteful little creature� he hissed, licking at the blood.�

�Get the fuck off me� Caed
demanded.� �I don�t want to do this
anymore.��

Tom snarled at him.

�Fine.. Enslavement spell it is.�,

He summoned his wand from his robe outside the bed.�

The frantic movement stilled immediately. �What?� Caed said, frightened.�

�No! Please don�t!!� Please don�t,
Tom!!� You said if I took the mark you
wouldn�t..��

Tom parted the legs he was holding down and lowered himself
to lay down on the boy, absently noticing the way Caeds
legs automatically wrapped around him.�

Brushing the blonde hair out of his beautiful eyes he told him quietly �I never
said I wouldn�t use both, Caed.�

I have to bind you to me to prevent Dumbledore from taking you somewhere that I
cannot reach, even if I might be able to feel you are there.�

And..I want to.�

I want you to be mine.. �Do you
understand?�

I�ve never even faintly considered
doing this with any other...� �

� ..I wasn�t going to use an enslavement charm.� I...wanted..�� he trailed off,
feeling strangely inept.�

Caed, seeming to understand that something warranted a careful touch,
tentatively leaned up and kissed him gently.�
�What did you want?� he asked quietly.�

Tom looked up hopefully, meeting the emerald eyes.�

�Its...a marriage bonding charm.� It will enable me to selectively limit...-or not-..the distance you may be from me.�

It...will allow us to..sense
one another�s emotions better...it will enhance our future unions..�

It won�t force you to obey me
unquestioningly.� I can�t use it to
punish you physically � other perhaps than by restricting you to remain in my
presence.�

�...but..it requires blood..and mutual desire..you have to want to be mine, Caed.��

The boy in his arms was blinking in shock.�

�...you wanted to..marry..me?!!� he said as if
examining some fascinating, horrible new prospect.�

Tom looked away, embarrassed and angry.� �It was a foolish idea.� Forget it.�
I shouldn�t have even told you.��
He raised his wand to cast the servire coercenda.�

Caed gripped his wand and pushed
it aside and then pulled him down and kissed him hard.� He kept kissing him hungrily� and then Tom moaned softly into his
mouth as he felt the boy move his hips against him.� Clearly he had decided to participate
willingly.�

Tom carefully moved in gentle counterpoint.�

He knew the moment he found the right angle because Caed�s entire body shivered and he pulled away, looking up
with an extremely startled expression.

�That felt..�

Tom did it again and Caed gasped
and closed his eyes in pleasure.�

�Better?� he whispered against the boy�s neck, licking him.� He received only an eager whimper and a
nod.� The legs around him tightened
however as if to prevent him from departing.�

Tom smiled and started to fuck him there a bit harder, landing the right angle
once every few strokes and making Caed yelp and groan
in pleasure.�

The boy clung with his arms around his neck and panted and bucked.� �Ohhh.. I�m gonna..�
he mumbled urgently.�

Tom broke out of his embrace as if burned and leapt back. wrapping tight fingers around the base of Caed�s cock.

�Not quite yet� he panted back, continuing to fuck him.� Caed arched
suddenly, crying out, and Tom felt his legs shake against him.�

He felt himself close to losing his own nut at the delicious fluttering around
him and struggled to pull back from the edge, thrusting more gently.�

By the time Caed�s spine softened,
he felt he had himself in grip again.� He
put his hand around the boy�s cock and started to stroke him.�

The lust and panic in the green eyes when Caed looked
at him was delicious.�

He made a note to himself to remember to thank the German
for this little trick.�

Caed tipped over the edge again,
screaming louder this time.� The excited
palpitating of the boy�s arse was marvelous..even stronger than before.�

Tom smirked.� This really was very
satisfying..� He
kept it up, here and there having difficulty keeping control, till Caed was begging exhaustedly with manic eyes.

�Tom.. it�s
too much.. I can�t again.. not
so soon.� Can�t
breathe.��

Smiling he lowered himself to lie against the now hot and
sweat dampened body.� �mmmm.. you feel wonderful� he murmured at the dazed
boy�s lips.

Caed kissed him wearily and
wrapped slick arms around him.� He
sighed, feeling content with the world.�
This was perfect.�

Even the screams of agony and terror from outside, which had at some point
started up again, pleased him.� He rubbed
himself against the sweaty boy in delight, grinding his cock inside him, and
bent his head to lick up the slippery chest. �You smell like amortentia.� He whispered.�

Caed groped at him and kissed him,
suddenly frantic and needy again.

Responding willingly, Tom fucked him harder and slid a hand
down between their slick skins to grip Caeds cock,
swallowing the thrilled groans of the boy into his mouth.�

He felt his own release hovering on the very brink and held it barely at
bay.�

When he felt Caed tense he let
himself fall with him.�

It was somehow so different than anything he�d ever felt before, slick wet skin
clenching and clutching at one another, the hot panting mouth on his own.. it was as if they melted into one writhing, burning
creature.��

He barely had the sense in his mind to pull away and grip
his wand, murmuring the charm before falling back upon Caed�s
throat to bite and suck at him mindlessly, lost in his own pleasure and the
thrum of the heartbeat against his mouth.

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