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When Do I Get to Have That?	By : AngelNarcissa90 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 33910 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Sorry, had finals and loads of heavy duty papers to write. O to joy, the college life!
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Harry buried his teeth into his opponent. The struggle had been a fun challenge, but now he wanted to taste his victory. The blond strands that were caught in his teeth as he savored his prey excited him and annoyed him simultaneously. Easing his grip, Harry�s tongue found a savory spot on the man�s neck. Raising his hips in sync with the ferocious licks of his tongue, Harry aroused the man beneath him. The tangy flavor of the pale flesh was truly magnificent. Opening his eyes, Harry focused on the hands clawing the pillows above his lover�s head. The nails clutching at the silken fabric, made his hips gyrate.
�Oh, my Gods!� a disgusted and very affronted voice called from a few feet away. �That�s my father you�re screwing Potter!�
Growling lowly, Harry ground his teeth and raised his head. �You did say that I could find sanctuary here. And here I am.�

The blond haired man tilted his head and scrunching his face into a terribly ugly expression, �GET OFF HIM, NOW POTTER.�
Rolling his hips once more for fun�s sake, Harry slowly lifted himself off of Lucius� luscious form. Harry lowered himself from the rather high old fashioned bed. Lucius followed his every movement with his sharp gray eyes. The man was so firm and arousing and sexy and provocative. Harry could have really used a bite or bite two from that lean flesh. Licking his lips, Harry allowed his eyes to roam his potential lover�s body.

�OUT!� Draco held his stern position, hands on his hips reminding Harry of a red faced Mrs. Weasley. Harry decidedly kept the comparison to himself as he gathered his clothing strewn all over the room. He was surprised that it had taken him about five minutes to find his boxers. How�d they gotten behind the curtains? Harry made sure to wink as he exited the master bedroom. Lucius waved a regal hand. While the older blonde�s hardened prick gave Harry a lone salute.

Sighing, Harry dragged his feet. He didn�t bother dressing. He was past being ashamed of showing his nude form to Draco, Percy and the house elves. Now, that Harry thought about it, he�d received a conspicuous pinch on his bottom once or twice and he�d only been here about a week. Whenever he turned to see who was there an elf would be standing nearby feigning innocence. Harry figured he could play that game just as well as any of them. This was unfortunate for Draco and Percy who bared witness to his indiscriminate behavior. Percy had murmured something about it being too close to the full moon. Harry had laughed hard at that. Percy really had bought into the hype The Daily Prophet article had stirred. It had been a hell of an event just trying to escape the Leaky Cauldron.
There were so many respondents to that ridiculous article that there was now a new section added to The Prophet that catered to Harry Potter Sightings. None of them had any substance whatsoever, but quite a few respondents swore that he�d been bitten by a werewolf and was a creature of the night and not a real member of the wizarding race. To that Harry had merely laughed, but Percy was taking it literally. Draco had made fun of him at first, but as the full moon crept closer, he seemed to be turning coat. Harry hadn�t failed to notice the new d�cor about the manor. The smell of onions and garlic were the strongest just outside of his suite. Harry rolled his eyes as he passed another bowl of dried garlic as if that would stop him from craving fast, hard and extremely gratifying sex.
At least Lucius was pleasant enough to offer his body. With a smirk, Harry entered his room and dropped his clothing on the floor for the elves to pick up or leave as they saw fit. He wanted to satisfy himself with his best friends, Mr. Right and Mr. Left. They never left him alone with a burning need.
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A few days later�
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Fenrir scratched his palms nervously. He�d never found a mate suitable enough to bred with. Mates were good for fucking and that was it. He didn�t need one. He needed to keep himself hidden and resist the urge to hunt down Potter and curse him with lycanthropy through a single bite. It was nearly time for his transformation. Looking about his shabby cabin, Fenrir smiled a small sad smile. Voldemort was meant to win the war. Perhaps, then he would have been lavished with grandeur instead of the lifestyle he now led. He was no better than that accursed impoverished Remus Lupin.
It was hardly any better than Hagrid�s shack on the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. There as simple fireplace, bed rather large for the cabin that surrounded it and small reception area. Fenrir snorted, bemused, the redheaded blood traitors lived in a palace compared to his home. Standing, the familiar ache overcame him and Fenrir quickly disrobed. This full moon would be no different from the last. He would be overcome by his affliction, maybe knock a few trees over, scare a pack of wolves into submission and maybe find a suitable way to relieve his need for sexual gratification. Those long lost love nips from Potter had sustained him during transformation. His physical need for another had been dwarfed by the lingering taste of a wizard who wasn�t even his appropriate mate.
�Gods,� Fenrir shook his head as he finished undressing, �If you do nothing else for me in this miserable life, make this night well worth the pain.� With one last look at the full moon through the kitchen window, Fenrir headed outside.
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Harry sat up in his four post bed and threw the sheets from his heated body. He crawled slowly to the end of his bed and lowered himself to the floor. He stood with his legs slightly apart waiting.
The powerful light of the bright full moon rained down over Harry�s body as Lucius entered his room. His eyes were wide as if in a trance. His movements were fluid and pliant. He pulled open his robe as he advanced revealing his naked pale form beneath. Harry distantly thought about Narcissa and her decision to visit the south of France when she realized that he was accepting Draco�s invitation to stay at the manor. It had been another kind act on her part. Lucius had married a very generous woman.
Harry wasted no time in commanding Lucius to kneel at his feet. Harry gathered the light golden hair into his fist and angled Lucius� head so that his rebellious mouth was perfectly aligned with Harry�s manhood. Lucius� lips traced Harry�s prick slowly with agonizing tenderness. The look in the pale grey eyes demanded a greedy taste of Harry�s seed.
Yanking Lucius abruptly by his hair, Harry thrust forward. The enveloping warmth was hypnotizing. Harry didn�t modify his pace to accommodate his entranced lover. He kept his steady rhythm thinking of his wannabe vampire. With each grunt, Harry delved deeper into Lucius and just before reaching his climax, he stopped cold no longer focusing on his arousal. The moist heat of Lucius� mouth and throat, the constant beating of Lucius� heart unified him with Harry in a way that sharing magic could never have. The wizard was at his mercy. Harry could do with him what he pleased and that knowledge of power over life and death kept him on edge.
Running his fingers through Lucius� hair, Harry imagined that he could feel his true lover�s heat, the pulse in his veins. Harry could hear the quickening of his breath. There was pain as well. Harry could feel it in his groin and his gut. It was most pronounced in his limbs, his fingers felt like they�d been stretched beyond imagination. His legs trembled as if they too felt the impression of increased pressure. They were deformed and mutated. Harry grasped the reins of Lucius� hair tightly. He was here, present with his entranced playmate, but he was with him as well.
The fur of the creature �that called out to him with every fiber of its being�was rough. The moon caressed it with favorable light but it did nothing to change the harshness of its demeanor. Nor did the light soften the blatant need that caused it to cry out in anguish. Harry loosened his grip as he came and with release Harry was no longer in Malfoy Manor. Hell, he really wasn�t standing in front of a kneeling Lord, he was with him.
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Harry sat up and scratched his scalp and was surprised to find his hair intact. He could have sworn that it had been scalped off by those horribly sharp nails. Harry yanked off the covers to stare at his bare legs. They were hairy still, but the claw marks were gone. He�d transformed back and it was an amazing sight. He was still naked and Lucius�Lucius!
Harry quickly made his way to the edge of the bed and peered down to find Lucius missing.
�Lost something?� Harry turned around, the bottom of his stomach falling.
An apology was on the tip of his tongue when Lucius waved him off. He was wearing a towel round his waist. His hair was dripping wet as if he�d just gotten out of a bath. Lucius made his way to the bed and sat down. He combed his hair over his shoulder and grimaced as he gently untangled a knot.
�Harry, do you remember what we did last night?�
Harry shook his head slowly. If Lucius didn�t know he�d left the manor, then there was no reason to discuss it with him.
�It was one of the best nights of my life. I�ve never had the Imperious Curse placed on me in such a way. Nor have I ever had multiple orgasms, something Narcissa has enjoyed on one occasion or another.� Lucius shook his head, a look of wonder on his face. �The way you commanded me and then fucked me senseless afterward, may I say that I am sorry that I gave out on you. I must have passed out.� Lucius pointed to the adjacent bathroom. �I could barely crawl this morning and sitting up in the tub!� Lucius chuckled at himself with a small smile. �Perhaps, you�d like a bit of reminder?�
Harry didn�t say no as Lucius made his way over to him and preceded to suck him off. So, if he hadn�t been transported out of the manner, how�d he have that fantastic sex last night? Harry ran his fingers through the Lord�s hair, perhaps it had been Lucius after all, but he�d been the bottom not the top. Did that mean that those orgasms that had raced through Harry�s body last night had been somehow shared with Lucius? Had he found some way to inhabit Harry�s mind and body?

When a sharp intake of breath stopped Harry�s train of thought, he began to divulge in Lucius� offer. He could use a good resounding fuck first thing in the morning. He didn�t even mind it when Draco walked into his room and found Harry standing behind Lucius as he knelt on the edge of the bed. Harry was just reeling from a second climax and was gaining momentum for his third when Draco began threatening him again.
If Lucius� command to Draco to get the hell out was any indication of his prowess, Harry wasn�t sure what was. Harry continued to hold Lucius� hips tightly as he made himself at home in his lover�s sweet spot. Lucius was so wonderfully snug and he responded to Harry�s every thrust with an enthusiastic growl and push backwards. Harry�s hands wandered away from Lucius� hips and began rubbing his back. The skin was pale and smooth. Harry traced Lucius� spine as he burrowed inside of him. Tossing his head back, Harry gasped and caught his breath. The insistent throb inside of him was eager to finish, but Harry knew that even after coming for a third time he wouldn�t be tired, he�d only want more. Maybe that was what Lucius meant when he�d said that he�d passed out last night. Harry felt like one of those muggle batteries as if he could keep fucking for all day long.

Harry refocused and returned his hands to Lucius� hips and pulled out until he could see the tip of his prick. It was still swollen and angry red. He indicated to his lover that he wanted to change positions and stared into those gray eyes as Lucius turned around to face him. Lucius looked fully aroused. His own prick was swollen and in need of desperate attention. Harry leaned forward and straddled Lucius� hips rubbing their sexes together. It made his heart jump and his pulse quicken. The stimulation only served to make his hornier and Harry was surprised to find that possible.
The intensity of his need for gratification wasn�t being quelled. Frustrated, Harry forced himself to lay on top of Lucius and nuzzled the crook in Lucius� neck the same way he used to do it to him. Lucius complied and ran his fingers through Harry�s sweaty hair and down his neck over his shoulders and back. They rested on Harry�s bottom and squeezed. Lucius was never one for subtly. He bucked his hips, rubbing their pricks together furiously. Harry responded in kind.
The first of many sloppy wet kisses initiated their intercourse in the missionary position. Harry grabbed each of Lucius thighs and forced them higher until Lucius� knees where pressed against his chest. Harry took no mercy as he entered his lover again. This time he didn�t stop, he couldn�t. Harry could hear Lucius sharp repeated intakes of breath as he fought to control his moans as they grew louder. Harry had never made any bed move the way it was now. Lucius� hair was a mess of knots and sweat was definitely running down his face. The sunlight was streaming in through the window and Harry hadn�t even had breakfast.
Harry couldn�t catch his own breath, but he couldn�t stop the need either. Even after he achieved his final climax and Lucius was quivering beneath him, the throb was still present. Harry kissed Lucius roughly and then gently as he released Lucius� legs. They settled weakly falling open on either side of Harry�s hips. Harry gathered Lucius in his arms and continued to ride out his insatiable hunger for sex with gentle rolls of his hips.
The sound of a grumbling stomach brought Harry out of sex crazed stupor. When he raised his head from its bowed position, he found Lucius� eyes fluttering close, his mouth was parted. Harry was kneeling between Lucius� legs with his sex pressed firmly against his lover�s prostate.
Harry dug his fingers into the already shredded sheets. He tilted his head and licked his lips. Lucius was still a very delicious sight. Harry withdrew for the first time in what must have been two hours. Lucius didn�t move. Harry suppressed the urge to fuck his lover awake. He�d done that an hour ago, much to Lucius� delight. The blond Lord had promptly lost consciousness thirty minutes later. The room smelled of sex and sweat and semen. It was like perfume to Harry�s nostrils, but he wasn�t sure Lucius would think the same.
Harry stood on shaky legs and made his way to one of the bay windows. He lifted it open and enjoyed the midday breeze over his nude form. The fresh air did wonders for the tension in his prick. It seemed to jump with joy. Being inside of Lucius had been like a dream, but masturbating in the middle of a breeze seemed equally arousing. Glancing over his shoulder, Lucius had begun to stir. Harry snapped his fingers and ordered lunch, a nice light vegetable stew with a desert of ice cubes. The stew would settle their stomachs without greatly impeding Lucius� bowels. The ice cubes would cool them both off once they started again. As an afterthought, Harry ordered a proper douche. He wanted to start off fresh.
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Draco paced up and down in front of the great fireplace. Percy was sipping on firewhiskey in the loveseat to his left. The red and orange flames were licking the logs.
�He must be in heat.�
�Vampires don�t go into heat.� Draco paused in mid step to stare at his boyfriend.

�We need to find out what bit him. Isn�t he supposed to be working a case?�
Percy frowned before setting his tumbler on the marble stand beside him. The large tiger fur carpet laid out on the granite floor in front of them looked so inviting. Unfortunately, Draco couldn�t fuck properly knowing what Potter was doing to his father upstairs. It just wasn�t right.
�It must have happened at Hidden but he doesn�t have any bite marks. You�ve seen him naked. Yes, he does have a case it�s about Fenrir. Harry�s supposed to find him to have him reported to the Magical Creatures Department at the Ministry, but all the higher ups expect him to fail.� Percy ran his fingers through his hair.
Draco grabbed Percy�s hands, �This is not the time to blame yourself. No one could have known that Fred would die that way. This is about Harry and maybe we should look into that case of Potter�s. I�ve got a few connections left from my old life. We�ll start with those. Potter can�t afford to fail at his job at the Ministry with all the shit he�s already taking in the paper.�
Percy grasped Draco�s hands and kissed each palm. �Let�s get started. We don�t know when Harry�s heat will end and when it does he�ll probably try to leave. We need to read over the files.�
Draco shrugged, �No problem. If anything, I�ll do the reading and you keep your family off Harry�s back. That sister of yours is heading back to London isn�t she?�
Percy dropped the embrace and took another sip from his tumbler. They would have to out themselves to the whole Weasley clan soon.
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A bit more sex than usual but you�ll have to get used to that whenever Harry�s in heat! Let me know what you think.

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