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Golden Hearts	By : BetaBloodLust Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3689 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Warning: This chapter contains mild sadomasochism and male on male sexual content, so don't read it if you dislike either...

Golden Hearts: Chapter 19: Awakening Desire

Arumus woke on Saturday rather late. Because he hadn't returned from his lesson with Severus until the early morning, he had slept longer than customary. The sun was at least four hours in the sky, he guessed, though Arumus couldn't really tell because the Slytherin dorms were below ground. He stretched and yawned, sitting up and massaging his still-tired eyes.

A strange prickle on the back of his neck sent goose bumps across his flesh, and he abruptly realized that someone was watching him. He glanced around, and his stomach lurched as he met the gray eyes of his cousin. Draco sat, casually arrogant, on the edge of Arumus' bed, a faint smile on his lips. The dorm was completely empty save for them.

"Draco," Arumus greeted him coolly, but he found the effect Draco had to be just as strong as ever. He couldn't seem to keep his expression neutral, and Draco read the poorly disguised hunger in his eyes easily.

"Arumus..." Draco's smile vanished as he regarded his cousin with a surprisingly similar expression and tried to speak casually. "So... What have you been up to?"

"The usual." Arumus shrugged.

"Ah. Debauchery and betrayal, then?" Draco tried to keep his voice light, but he was unsuccessful.

Arumus frowned, confused. "What are you talking about, Draco?"

Draco tried to maintain his cool facade and failed. "You have been completely ignoring and avoiding me, disappearing until all hours of the night, to fraternize with those--those perverts Jordan and Percival. I--"

Arumus cut Draco off with a silent glare and a sharp gesture. He stood slowly, moving to stand before his cousin, feeling that glorious rush of rage mingled with desire that no one but Draco seemed able to conjure from within him. His fear at giving into the emotion, his resistance, had vanished as if it had never been.

Perhaps lessons with Severus had loosened the controlled emotional knot he so carefully tended, or perhaps he could simply no longer resist the temptation Draco epitomized. Arumus did not understand why he suddenly felt so reckless, but he did not truly care. He wanted this so desperately that his insides seemed to shake with eagerness. He stood above Draco, suddenly feeling the power he had to command.

"You don't want to be ignored..." Arumus spoke icily, deliberately. He looked down at his cousin, who still sat on the edge of his bed. "I will grant your wish, Draco." Arumus planted his hand on Draco's chest, pushing him backward forcefully, and Draco fell flat on his back upon the bed, his eyes wide at Arumus' new and compelling conduct.

Arumus bent over him, pressing Draco into the soft mattress with palms against his shoulders, and Arumus enjoyed the feel of Draco's chest against his own through the thin fabric of his nightclothes as he felt those quick, rapid breaths against his face.

Arumus whispered, "Stay right there, Draco."

Draco obeyed. Arumus straightened and swished his green and silver bed curtains closed, fishing his wand from beneath his pillow. He held it loosely in his right hand and touched Draco's cheek with his left, stroking down the cheekbone, tracing the line up, down, and up again using the tips of his fingers. Draco shuddered, and Arumus smiled.

Arumus' voice was strained as he tried to speak calmly, uttering words he knew his cousin longed, yet perhaps dreaded, to hear. "You once made a very tempting offer, Draco. I wish to collect upon it." Arumus straddled Draco with his knees just below his cousin's waist, studying him for a moment. Then he knelt over him until their eyes met, and he recognized the excitement in Draco's gaze. He saw the fear. He relished both. "Do you consent?" Arumus didn't really care whether Draco did, but he thought he would rather avoid breaking the law if possible.

"Yes," Draco breathed, trembling.

Arumus spoke again, his voice so very soft. "I will give you pain that will tear you, Draco. I will give you ecstasy that cannot be matched through that pain. If you are not careful, I will devour you with the combination. But I will never be so cruel as to stop, Draco, unless you ask me for mercy. This I promise..." Arumus could see how Draco enjoyed the terror, and he thought with a small, insubstantial twinge of guilt that his cousin truly did not know what he intended.

Arumus moved slowly, kissing Draco, taking his lips within his own and holding his wand fast and inflexibly against his cousin's chest. The spell was called Cogo Doleo Laetansus, and it had fascinated Arumus since he had memorized it two years ago. He remembered the description as if the text lay before him, superimposed against the form of his cousin.

Cogo Doleo Laetansus, otherwise known as "the most perfect combination of agony and bliss ever known to wizard kind," is a spell that brings together the most excruciating pain and delightful pleasure in a single, poignant moment. Most practitioners with a natural affinity learn the spell with ease, but anyone who has practiced it usually cannot be placed under its influence unless they completely surrender to another adept. Warning: Prolonged use on the untutored will drive the target insane. Use of this spell without consent is punishable by law.

Arumus breathed through his nose, inhaling the slight sweetness that was Draco, tasting him for brief seconds before the release. Then he unleashed the magic. It tingled through his arm into his wand, and he swallowed Draco's short scream, effectively silencing him as his cousin's back arched.

Arumus felt the rigid press of Draco's tensed muscles and tendons, the swell of his erection hard against his body. Arumus reveled in the exhilaration of control, and he suddenly understood the true thrill of torture. Some sadistic part of him wanted to hurt, to dominate, to own his cousin. Arumus cut the spell short as his own need was sated, his conscience reeling.

Arumus closed his eyes and released Draco's lips, listening to his cousin's ragged panting as Draco's body relaxed from the rapid, unexpected fulfillment of his desire. Arumus, too, allowed his body to relax, and he slid partway off the bed, his legs straightening slightly and his feet against the floor. He rested his head on Draco's chest, his left ear finally resting beside his wand, once again held loosely. Draco lifted a shaking hand and stroked Arumus' hair.

"Thank you, Arumus," Draco whispered hoarsely.

Arumus squeezed his eyes tighter, reining his emotions. "You should not thank me for something so very selfish, Draco."

"I disagree." Draco's voice seemed to be regaining strength as he threaded his fingers through Arumus' hair. Arumus flexed his shoulders and moved to sit up, but Draco's fingers tightened in his hair.

"Please, Arumus, stay here for a moment," and his request was so honest, so tender that Arumus obeyed unthinkingly, relaxing first his neck, then his shoulders and down his spine, resting his torso against Draco's legs as he listened to his heartbeat and his breath oscillating on a unique, mysterious frequency.

Draco spoke, and Arumus could hear the source of his voice deep within as his lungs gathered air, and the vibrating thing that created sound began to work its power. "That was amazing magic, Arumus."

"Magic, like so many other things in life, is only a means to an end, Draco. You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that to you, and my desire was and still is completely self-centered." Arumus intoned the words quietly, but he spoke with honestly.

Draco seemed surprised. "But what do you get out of it? I know what I get, and that seems so much better."

Arumus laughed in a hollow voice. "I sincerely hope you never have to find that out, Draco. If you do not know, you are a better person for it."

Draco silently continued running his fingers through Arumus' hair, catching a knot every so often and untangling it with his fingers gently. Arumus placed his left palm against Draco's chest to feel his heart steadily slowing with the relaxation, and he visualized the rush of blood through his veins. The moment stretched with a silent understanding between them both, and Arumus did not wish to open his eyes.

Arumus heard footsteps echoing down the corridor toward the first years' dorm, and he quickly slid off Draco and regained his position upon the bed. Draco sat up, and they leaned casually away from each other as one. Draco smoothed his slightly mussed hair back into place. Arumus pushed his back against the headboard, drawing his knees under his chin and adopting his usual cool attitude. They both listened as the footsteps drew ever nearer. Suddenly, the curtains on Arumus' bed flew back, and he gazed up at Jordan.

"Ok, Arum--" Jordan stopped short, glancing suspiciously at Draco. "Wha--?"

"We will speak about this further another time, Draco," Arumus spoke softly in his best tone of imperious command, as if continuing a conversation. Draco met his gaze gratefully and stood politely.

"As you command..." His mouth seemed almost to smile, but he turned too quickly for Jordan to see his expression. He swept arrogantly from the room, and Arumus thought he did a rather stately male impression of his mother.

Jordan sat in Draco's recently vacated post. He smiled slyly. "I stand corrected. Obsession and a masochistic tendency. Definitely not a crush. So, I take it you really are a sadist?"

Arumus threw a pillow at him. "Shut it, Jordan." He spoke lightly, but he did not hide the warning in his voice.

Jordan caught the pillow, grinning. "Lucky Percival didn't discover you. I think that might have sent him into a disgusting display of ecstasy. He gets twisted about secret trysts, especially if they involve blood-relatives..."

"You have a singularly disgusting mind, Jordan," Arumus commented sourly.

"And yet I do not hear a denial..."

"Why should I deny something that obviously gives you such intense... pleasure?" Arumus asked in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"Ah. I see. Playing the part only to make your friends happy..." Jordan narrowed his eyes in outright disbelief.

"Right on the mark, as usual." Arumus stood. "Now, get out. I'm getting dressed."

Jordan crossed his arms and settled comfortably onto the bed. "I am not leaving."

Arumus summoned some of that cold fury that always resided below the surface. It was not difficult, as he had so recently been in Draco's presence, so close, touching him, feeling the softness of his lips, the hardness of his body... He banished the thoughts of his cousin, speaking with a palpable chill. "Do you really want to learn why Draco obeys me?" He asked softly, the threat clear and sharp in his voice despite its soft timbre.

"You wouldn't actually--"

Arumus cut him off. "Oh, yes, Jordan, I would..." His eyes flashed with a silent promise, and he showed his teeth in what could have possibly been a smile.

Jordan seemed taken aback. "Ah, no. Or, actually, I think I might be beginning to understand Draco's reasons..." He stood, running fingers nervously through his blonde hair. "We'll be waiting for you in the common room, and I'll be leaving now..." He exited with as much dignity as he could muster.
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