Journey to Somewhere | By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Heathens
A/N - Inspired by “Heathens” by twenty-one pilots
Harry walked into the bright blue room and sighed as he felt arms surrounding him. He sighed into the embrace and melted against the hard body. He turned around to face his lover, raising his arms to encircle the smooth neck. Tipping his head he closed his eyes as soft lips descended on his. The fire of the kiss swept through him and he felt himself being directed towards the bed. His clothes were banished with a whispered word and he was gently laid on the bed. He looked up into the dark eyes filled with so much love.
Voldemort wanted this night to be filled with all the love Harry had ever needed. He let his hands worship perfect skin and closed his eyes as he followed his hands with his mouth. The sensations overwhelmed him as the flavor of Harry was on his tongue. He pulled a soft nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue before biting softly. Harry’s moans were soft and quiet. He wanted his treasure to feel only pleasure, no more pain or sorrow.
Harry felt as if he was wrapped up in comfort and searing pleasure. Every caress healed his soul and every kiss mended his pain. He arched up into the heated mouth that traveled his body. He let his husband lead in this first journey. He slipped his hands into silky hair as he gasped from the sparks created by his lover’s tongue in his navel. He did not have to beg, his erection was enveloped in searing heat and he cried out. The pleasure was so beautiful. He was slowly floating on the edge of the perfect precipice.
Voldemort took Harry into his mouth and sucked hard. He knew his lover would not last long this first time. He pulled off quickly to mummer a quick spell and then descended on the delicious member again and inserted one finger as he pulled up with tight suction drinking in the exotic flavor that burst from Harry as his name fell of those sweet lips. He licked and sucked every drop from Harry as he slid a second finger in Harry’s tight heat.
Harry felt himself go boneless after his body broke under the waves of pleasure. Those fingers were stretching him deliciously and his body tightened again as he pushed himself to gain more pressure from those fingers. Fire started to spark in random places along his skin as his lover pressed on something so exquisite inside him. He watched fascinated, but no longer fearful of hurting his love.
Voldemort was mesmerized by the sparks of flames. He let his free hand touch and smiled to find that the flames were warm but did not burn him. Inserting a third finger he bent his head to capture a flame in his mouth and groaned as a sweet cloying flavor lifted off Harry’s skin. Harry writhed beneath him as his fingers stretched and pumped in and out. He pulled his fingers free and knelt between his husband’s legs. They looked deep into each other’s eyes as he slowly entered his lover’s body.
Harry never felt one spark of pain, only pure pleasure. His skin was sensitive where his lover kissed a flame. The breaching was simply bliss. He arched up to accept the length of his lover moaning at the sensation of being filled and loved.
They rocked together in perfect rhythm, each letting their hands hold and grip and eyes speaking for their souls. Magic sparked around them softly enhancing their pleasure and touches. Harry reached and let Voldemort pull him up so they were chest to chest, moving in tandem to one another. Their mouths met in flames, bodies undulating sensuously until their heads were thrown back in silent cries of ecstasy as they found their climax together.
Hours later Harry and Voldemort wandered into the sitting room of Malfoy manor. Severus and Lucius were holding each other on the settee, Draco sprawled out in an armchair, Narcissa sat gracefully on the larger couch flanked by a nervous looking Ron on her left, and a frazzled Hermione on her right. Harry smiled at the gathering while leaning back against his husband’s chest. His two school friends looked out of place at the gathering. They had both apologized for believing Dumbledore, and since they were victims like him, Harry had forgiven that. He knew they were uncomfortable, but he smiled when they looked at him, he was just happy they were here.
“Happy Birthday, Harry.” His friends said. It was. The world was his oyster and pain was just a memory.
~Fin
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