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The Forever Game	By : uqui Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 109808 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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21/09/2012

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Woohoo! This chapter represents half way on the fic! There are 38 chapters in all, but two of them are epilogues, so that’s why this one, Chapter 18, can be said to be half way! :D Mind you, I might decide to celebrate at chapter 19 as well. So at this important juncture, I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who’s been reading from the start, and everyone who’s picked it up along the way. Thank you so much! And I hope you continue to enjoy as we go into new territory with the future of the fic.

The Forever Game

Courting, Consolidation and Companion

       He gasped, almost groaning as the red eyed wizard began licking him, sensitising every inch of his skin. It should not be humanly possible to feel this good just from the touch of his lover but Harry did and he could feel in the back of his mind, that Voldemort was also feeling great, just from the torment he was putting Harry through. It was a torture that was exquisite and he could do little more than accept it.

       As the Dark Lord began moving down, licking and nipping at his overly sensitive skin Harry writhed and he lifted his hands to Voldemort’s back, trying to caress the man who was tormenting him. Harry began sobbing when his older lover began to bite at one nipple, his hand moving lower to rub down against Harry’s stomach. Then the Dark Lord shifted and Harry cried out when his mate’s skilful hands made contact with his straining cock.

       It was just a light caress but it sent Harry to the brink of release and something in the way he moaned must have warned the Dark Lord because the man lifted his head from where he had been nipping the firm skin of Harry’s abdomen and laughed. It was not a mocking laugh rather it was one that showed how happy Voldemort was. “Hold on Little One, not yet. It’s too early,” the man’s rich voice washed through Harry and he tried to obey but with his lover’s hands appearing to be everywhere, he wasn’t sure how long he could hold out.

       The Dark Lord’s hand was so warm and after a few tickling touches he let his fingers wrap around the base of Harry’s uplifted member. Harry didn’t know what to do and even if he did he wasn’t sure he could move he felt so good and they had barely begun. Voldemort stroked him and the green eyed wizard was aware as his lover lowered his head to resume licking and nipping at his skin. A moment later Harry felt a warm breath of air on his member and he struggled to raise his head. “Hold still,” came the instruction and the older wizard’s voice was husky. “I want to make sure I can taste you all,” was an addition and for a moment Harry was confused before his cock was engulfed by the most amazing moist heat.

       Harry looked down to see Voldemort’s mouth wrapped around his cock and he groaned as the Dark Lord’s tongue licked him and rubbed around and around his bellhead. A moment later the warmth left and there was a sharp squeeze on his balls. It would have been painful except it was so brief he barely felt it and Harry realised the tug had taken the pressure off his shaft. “You taste good,” the red eyed wizard said and Harry didn’t have much time to think before his rock hard length was once again engulfed in the warmth that was Voldemort’s mouth. It felt incredible and nothing at all like the times he had jerked himself to completion, thinking about his lover.

       Voldemort’s hand had been great but his mouth was fantastic and Harry was almost disappointed he had remembered that when he looked down at Dumbledore. The man’s cock was erect but he didn’t feel any closer to completion and Harry realised what he had to do. Reluctantly he lowered his head opening his mouth, extending his tongue. He almost gagged as he licked once at Dumbledore’s prick. At least he was clean but he tasted foul and Harry had to fight every instinct not to pull back. He let his lips curl around the old wizard’s cock head as he kept one hand moving up and down while his other went to Dumbledore’s balls. He began massaging and teasing the sack. It should have been velvety but the old wizard’s skin felt like rubber and while Harry hadn’t really meant his jibe about the Obliviate but it was beginning to look like a good idea.

       He began sucking at Dumbledore’s cock slowly as he licked, much as the Dark Lord had done to him, around and around the bellhead as he tried to bring the old wizard to completion. He could vaguely hear Voldemort continuing to chant but Harry tuned that out. He let his fingers tickle over the sack almost as if he was playing the piano or tapping his fingers in frustration.

       Harry kept stroking and just as he thought that Dumbledore might be impotent he felt the member jerk and hating himself the young wizard ducked his head down to take the twitching shaft. The first stream of cum hit the back of his throat and Harry fought the urge to spit. Mentally protesting the movement he pushed his head down further, trying to open his throat, forcing the wizard’s pole down so that he wouldn’t have to taste.

       “You cocksucking bastard.”

       For the rest of his life, Harry didn’t know whose wave of magic hit Neville, slamming the young wizard into the wall.

       As soon as Harry felt Dumbledore’s cock finish he pulled his head back, forcing himself to swallow as he looked to the ceiling. He coughed, and concentrated on breathing to pull his attention away from his heaving stomach. He could feel the cum pooling in his belly and Harry snarled, half choking as he tried to bring his psychosomatic feelings under control. What he could really feel was bad enough without his mind creating more things.

       Harry let his eyes close as he breathed deeply feeling the magic around him. They were only half done, but beneath his eyelids he could see the glow of the runes. They were red and were hovering a few inches above the ground, activated but not fully powered. As Dumbledore’s shaft began softening Harry reached out and began stroking it again. He opened his eyes, and glanced towards his lover. A moment later there was a tingle in his butt as Voldemort cast more than a few charms at him. The cleaning and lubrication charm was one Harry recognised instantly but the Dark Lord added a relaxation and the stretching charm in an effort to make it easier on him.

       For an instant Harry felt his anger at his lover fade but he grasped it again so that he could continue. In his deepest heart he’d already forgiven Voldemort, but he would wait until this was over. This wasn’t the Dark Lord’s fault it had to be done but it was still disgusting.

       Harry let his mind wander as he kept stroking the old wizard’s shaft. It was slow to respond, probably because he was unconscious and had just had release but Harry was skilled and it was hardening.

       He remembered the way the Dark Lord had sucked at him that first time. It had been astounding and in the warm moisture of his beloved’s mouth he had cum. Voldemort had held his hips which had kept him from bucking upwards and as his body had softened every muscle had gone weak and he had lain limp on the bed. It had been so intense that for long moments all he could do was breathe.

       Voldemort had laughed, obviously pleased with his reaction and his hands had kept wandering over Harry’s body drawing forth little whimpers and moans of pleasure. As the green eyed wizard got his breath back he had tensed a little knowing what would happen now. His mate had given a hiss of displeasure, clicking his teeth and lifting his head so that Harry could see him.

       Lasciviously he licked his lips, sighing as he savoured the taste. “You are so good,” he murmured half closing red eyes.

       Harry struggled to rise and the Dark Lord pushed him down again. “No Little One, not now. For now you just enjoy,” Voldemort murmured once again letting his fingers pinch Harry’s nipples. “I could get used to playing you,” he added, tickling one hand down. Slowly he inched it around Harry’s hips, moving to squeeze his firm buttocks. Harry’s essence was thick on his tongue the flavour was everything he could ever want trickling down his throat. He intended to relish every last drop. Voldemort hadn’t missed the way that Harry had tensed and he needed his mate relaxed so that he would enjoy this.

       The Dark Lord kept stroking and teasing. Harry was unexpectedly expressive and while Voldemort had known he was going to enjoy this he could already envisage many, many nights in his mates arms. In the future, he could see himself playing with Harry’s body in every way he could imagine enticing every little moan and meep, every tiny sound that his mate could make. This was their first night, their first time together but it was whetting his appetite for more and already he was voracious. But for now and the future he needed his mate relaxed, needed him to enjoy this.

       The red eyed wizard moved his hand, using one finger to circle Harry’s delicate little hole. The boy flinched beneath him and Voldemort crooned, encouragingly, flicking his other hand through a relaxation charm before he continued playing with Harry’s nipples. The Dark Lord lay on his side resting his weight on his shoulder as he continued to tease his beloved. After a moment of continued teasing of Harry’s hole he flicked his other hand through a simple charm before he slowly sank one digit inside.

       “Relax,” Voldemort murmured. “It’s a simple charm, cleaning and lubrication so that this will feel as good for you as it will for me.” He kept his movements slow, pulling his finger out of Harry before he pushed it back in going deeper and slowly rotating it around. It was easy going due to his charms and while because of the magic he probably could have taken Harry right then without giving his mate pain, he wanted Harry to see how good this could be. He wanted Harry to beg him to enter him, to want the slow penetration and to enjoy it. He’d waited years for this day, so as he had told Harry earlier he could take the few minutes it would take to make Harry beg him.

       Impatiently perhaps he sunk two fingers into his beloved, keeping the circular movements to stretch him. Harry’s green eyes were opened wide as he felt the sensations and Voldemort smiled as he stretched the fingers within his beloved, probing around for the small nub he knew he would find there. His mate gave a strangled scream when he found it and the Dark Lord pulled himself up so that he lay beside the younger wizard, his fingers still buried in Harry’s warmth but his head now lay parallel with his mate’s. He kept probing, and each time he brushed that sensitive little spot Harry’s entire body stiffened and he cried out. Oh yes, Harry’s body was an instrument the Dark Lord was determined to learn to play expertly and he leaned over to kiss his beloved.

       His own erection was straining against his robes but he ignored it in favour of concentrating on the green eyed boy and he continued moving his fingers inside, just the two for the moment as they kissed, tongues extended to taste the other. This was everything he had hoped for and he could feel the pull of the bond they shared. He’d exchanged a part of their souls and in the intervening years, the pieces had been integrated into the whole but they remembered where they came from and they now recognised the other soul as a part of their own. Being together, cuddling and hugging and kissing gave some relief, but the Dark Lord felt that even their souls were urging them on to a more intimate coupling. He wanted it, but he was content to take his time, because sex with the one being who could complete him was not something that should be rushed.

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