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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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Disgruntledfairy - thank you for the review. Sorry not a lich either :D What the hell is a lich anyway? There is a pretty major clue in this chapter…. Though maybe I think it’s a clue since I know what to look for :D Enjoy!

Blue waterlily – Thank you for the review and I’m glad you are enjoying! Though one guess per chapter! So no, not a Medusa.

Thank you to everyone who read and rated. I hope you continue to enjoy.

The Forever Game

Courting

       It felt good and as Harry continued to pleasure himself he became aware of Voldemort moving, pushing him off his chest and back down on to the bed. The Dark Lord had regained his breath fast and looked down at Harry, seeing his erection and he felt a slight guilt for taking his pleasure while leaving his beloved unsatisfied. That would not do at all and with a practiced movement he swooped, smiling as Harry gave a little cry but did nothing to stop him.

       The Dark Lord kissed his swollen lips and that made Harry breathless as sucking on Voldemort’s member never could. His lover smiled as he admired his handiwork, loving the way that Harry looked up at him, his eyes sparkling as they begged him for more. Well, he did like to think of himself as an accommodating lover and so he kissed the young wizard again before he began licking and lightly biting his way downwards.

       Voldemort paid particular attention to Harry’s throat, nuzzling it and lapping at the little indentation at the top of his chest. It was so cute! And it begged to be licked and teased and he spent a minute or so doing just that. Harry squirmed beneath him and the Dark Lord let his hands trace over his lover’s young body, reaching out to lay his arms along Harry’s to hold him still. He kept licking and nipping at the creamy skin as he moved down, stopping to give attention to each nipple. Gently he bit down on each one, tugging it outwards making it flush with blood before he let go, the springy skin going back tight to Harry’s chest for him to lick at again and repeat the gesture. Harry tasted so good but eventually Voldemort knew he had to continue and so he moved back to Harry’s solar plexus and kept moving his mouth down.

       The next stop was at his beloved’s little belly button. He drove his tongue into the little depression swirling his tongue around and around before he locked his mouth over it and sucked. Harry moaned and the Dark Lord smiled. He didn’t know what it was about Harry’s voice but each little cry, each noise he made sent shivers down Voldemort’s spine. He loved the little noises his destined mate made and he spent a fair amount of time each time they made love just provoking Harry so that he could hear him.

       Eventually it was time to move on and the Dark Lord continued down, leaving little snail trails of his saliva over Harry’s skin as he licked him. The tiniest pulse of magic left Harry’s arms pinned to the bed and Voldemort moved his hands to lever himself up slightly. He looked down at Harry smiling into the green eyes that gazed at him confidently. Harry had felt the restraint but he was trusting of his older lover and Voldemort resolved to take care of his beloved thoroughly.

       Harry’s little prick had gone down while the Dark Lord had leisurely licked his way to it and Voldemort chided himself briefly. His Little One’s member was not little. Slowly the Dark Lord took his time, lowering his mouth down to Harry’s ball sac to lick there before he ran his tongue upwards, tracing out Harry’s quickly stiffening dick. He smiled toothily and continued licking. Harry’s body was so responsive, it told him exactly what to do to best pleasure his beloved, but then Harry had been guiding him in far more than sex all his life.

       It was Harry’s fifth birthday and there had been a party though now that it was late afternoon most of the guests had left. It was safe enough inside the Manor’s wards so Harry had been left momentarily to play outside in the garden. He was enjoying his new toy broom that hovered higher than the last one, but not so high as to be considered dangerous. For the moment his parents were distracted, seeing off the last of the guests and dealing with Jasmine Leana and Edmund Galen, Harry’s little sister and brother. Lily was beginning to bloom with another child and the Dark Lord had smiled. The witch may not be a pure blood but she knew her duty and she was doing it which was more than he could say about some other women of his acquaintance but he was here to see Harry and this was his best time.

       He’d stepped from the shadows and gestured to his mate. The smile Harry had given him had almost stopped his heart and the promise of ethereal beauty he had had as a babe was fast becoming reality. The Dark Lord had discovered his own non-human heritage and he knew he was from a race of beings renowned for their beauty and he wondered if perhaps Lily hadn’t also been seduced. No, he shook his head. He had checked Harry so very carefully. The child was beautiful but he was a human wizard, nothing more, nothing less.

       Harry had come to him and the Dark Lord had hugged the young child before he had sat back under a tree, pulling Harry down into his lap, just enjoying the closeness of his mate. As difficult as it was, he had already decided there could and would be nothing between them until Harry was of age but after that... He intended to claim Harry as often as possible.

       “You came! I thought you wouldn’t come!” Harry’s voice was breathy with excitement.

       Voldemort smiled. “I will always visit you on your birthday, Little One,” he said fondly.

       “I know but Mummy and Daddy are worried about something so I didn’t know if you would be able to.”

       Ah, the logic of children. If his parents were worried, then it must involve all adults. Voldemort smiled again, running his hands through Harry’s unruly hair. “I promised you and I always keep my promises.”

       “I know,” the child said with complete confidence. “But sometimes things aren’t always perfect,” he added the last in a strangely adult voice.

       Whatever it was that Lily and James Potter were worried about, they hadn’t kept their concern completely from their eldest child. Though the Dark Lord would put money on the fact that Harry’s parents thought their children didn’t know anything was wrong. “What are your Parents worried about, Little One?” He asked gently.

       “I heard Daddy talking a while back. They are losing something, something they consider important.”

       For a moment the Dark Lord froze and then he chuckled. So the great and powerful Lord Potter thought that they were losing? From the way the various groups who opposed him in the Ministry and I.W.C. acted the Dark Lord had thought they were confident, and he had been getting frustrated at his apparent lack of success. It was one thing knowing your plans called for patience, for decades of manoeuvres but it was another thing to actually see them to fulfilment. He could be patient though if his enemies thought they were losing, because eventually their own lack of faith would destroy them. “You needn’t worry, Little One. There is nothing for you to fear.”

       “You promise?”

       “I promise,” Voldemort replied sincerely. There really was nothing for his mate to fear because the Dark Lord simply would not allow anything to harm him. Though perhaps... the Dark Lord thought as he heard Lily call for her eldest child and he looked over again to really look at the witch. She was radiant with her pregnancy and Voldemort nodded as he made his decision. There was a change or two required in his policies and his little mate had been the one to trigger the recognition. “Go to your Mother, Little One,” he said, reluctantly letting Harry out of his embrace after he laid a chaste kiss on the top of his head.

       “No matter what, do not worry about your Mother or Father. They have nothing to fear.”

       Harry smiled before he ran towards his Mother and the Dark Lord cast a disillusionment charm on himself. It wasn’t Lord Potter who feared, it was Dumbledore and that old wizard had every reason to fear. Despite the many political differences Voldemort had with the Lord Potter, on the things the Dark Lord considered non-negotiable, the Lord Potter and his family were more than acceptable. They should not fear him and it was time to change his policies so that they knew.

       Oh yes, Harry had been guiding him for years and he didn’t fail now. Voldemort smiled as he engulfed his beloved’s stiff member, letting his own long snake like tongue wrap around it. There were certain things he could do because he had altered his human form and licking every inch of Harry’s dick all at once was one of them.

       Harry moaned as his cock was surrounded by moist warmness. His breathing was ragged as he tried to ride out the feelings but he kept drowning in the intensity of the sensation the Dark Lord’s mouth invoked in him. The spiral that was Voldemort’s long tongue drew up and down and Harry felt every blood vessel in his organ traced out. The Dark Lord’s hands were busy as well, one was continuing to pinch his nipples while the other cupped and rubbed his balls, though one long finger kept slipping in and out of his anus.

       Voldemort’s long tongue released Harry’s shaft and he devoted a few minutes to licking around his lover’s genitals. The little curly hairs called to him and he loved the way they were rough against his tongue while the rest of Harry’s skin was silk smooth. Harry tasted so good and after he’d found every little hair and teased it, the Dark Lord’s mouth returned to Harry’s cock and he swallowed it all, letting Harry thrust into his mouth as he took his time licking at the hard member.

       The other boys in his dorm were so wrong to think that sucking cock was derogatory, they knew so little and Harry knew they hadn’t really experienced love. They might be right that in certain situations it could be considered demeaning, but all that meant was they had not yet found the right partner and the ones they slept with they slept with only for the physical release.

       As much as Harry loved the Dark Lord’s tongue he loved being buried in his mouth as well and it only took a few minutes of stimulation before he felt his balls tighten and he flooded into Voldemort’s mouth. He felt the smile on his lover’s lips and loved the way that the Dark Lord drank him. He quivered, enjoying the sensation and the love he could feel deep in his mind and throughout his body.

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There were some more pretty good guesses about what creature Voldemort could be but still there is no winner bell ringing! There really aren’t a lot of clues but maybe I’ll make a list of what I think are the pertinent moments. The reward is still good so feel free to keep guessing. There is a clue in this chapter, and I think next chapter, I might give a list of which words I think have been clues :D

Please rate and/or review :D Both preferably :D And it’s cool to review even if you don’t want to guess what Voldemort is. I’m happy either way.

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