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A RUMOR OF PEACE	By : Acaciarose Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Rodolphus." he moaned, "please," he moved his hands, sliding them down his back, feeling the slightly raised ridges.
Scars.
Rodolphus moved, capturing his hands and lifting them over his head, "Don't move them," he growled at him, slipping his fingers down velour-covered arms, to shoulders, slipping them under the edges of the robe, which was beginning to come apart. He bent his head to Roark's throat again, nipping at that vein where his pulse was racing, then began to move lower as he pushed the robe open, placing nipping kisses on the skin he was exposing.
"OH!" he gasped as a wet tongue licked over a nipple, teeth nibbling very lightly, before closing that so hot, so wet mouth over the now hard bud to suck, even as the fingers of his other hand moved to pinch lightly, to pull and roll. "Oh, yes!" he moaned, "Feels so good."
"You're so responsive," he murmured, moving his head to the distended, so sensitive bud to give it the same treatment. He chuckled as he heard his deep moan, head moving on the edge of the coffee table.
A few microns {seconds} later he lifted his head, looking down at him with very dark, passion intent eyes. "More, Roark?"
"Yes," he gasped, "Gods, YES. More. All."
He began to move again, lips sliding down the center of his chest, his hands moving to spread his robe, slipping down over hips, thighs, and finally his knees. He moved between them, slowly pressing them open, dark eyes moving over the body now spread so invitingly before him.
From the passionately flushed face, the smooth chest, hard, muscled, abs to his flat stomach, down past his lean hips, down further..."By KOBOL, Roark, you have got to be the most stunningly beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on," he told him in a deeply husky voice.
He just had to touch him. Right NOW! Sitting up, Roark settled his hands against the furred chest, his own fingers now moving to find, then pinch and pull at his nipples, smiling at the moan that Rodolphus gave. He leaned forward then, his mouth closing over the right, feeling Rodolphus' fingers in his hair, cupping his head as he sucked, nibbled, then flicked his tongue over the taut nub.
His hands moved down, finding the band of his black leather pants, unbuckles the weapons belt with its high-powered streamlined laser pistol, as well as several knives, a couple of smaller daggers, and a few more of those even smaller throwing knives. Letting the belt drop between the hearth and coffee table with a clunk, hearing the fire popping as it ate at the wood.
Rodolphus pulled Roark's head from his chest, dark sherry eyes meeting the sparkling silver. He held his gaze as he lowered his head, taking his lips in a deep, passionate kiss, both of them giving deep moans, Roark's eyes slipping closed as, like the fire in the fireplace, they burned just as hot as the desire to take, and to be taken.
He finally worked the edges of the black leather open, slipping a hand inside. Rodolphus' body gave a jerk as those fingers wrapped around him, began to stroke. Breaking the kiss to give a sharp gasp of pleasure.
"Fuck, Roark! That feels so good," he rasped, the hand closed on him, moving slowly up and down, twisting as best he could in the confines of the leather.
"My," came the husky voice as he looked up at him with a mischievous spark in his eyes, "what a big pistol you have, Mr. Lestrange."
An amused chuckle sounded. "And would you be talking about my actual pistol, or my cock, Mr. Peverell Potter?"
"Both," came the reply. "You, Rodolphus Declan Lestrange, are one very handsome, very dangerous man."
"I could say the same about you, Roark Christopher Peverell Potter, and neither of us means that in the literal sense right now."
"No, definitely not right now. I want this," he gave a stroke to the hard, long, thick cock his hand was wrapped around, "inside me." He moved his other hand to push the leather down."
"Soon enough. First there is something I feel I must ask you. Have you ever had sex before?"
"No. Until now, I've never wanted to be with anyone this way," he answered, seeing the surprise that flared in his gaze and had to grin. "Does my being a virgin really surprise you that much?"
"Yes. I knew you were seeing someone on Virgon...I'd just assumed you two had--"
Roark's shake of his head had him breaking off. "No. Oh, I won't say we didn't play around a bit, but I just could never seem to bring myself to go any further with him."
"Because you already suspected that Mason was selling you out," came his statement.
"No, actually, that wasn't--Can we not talk about this right now either? I think we have much better things we can be doing than dredging up bad memories."
"We're enemies, Roark," he said, his thumb moving over his bottom lip. "I've been contracted to--"
His fingers lifted to settle against those full, sensual lips to silence him. "What we are, or aren't isn't relative right now."
"Then what is?" he asked, eyes on his face.
"This moment. Our choosing to be together. Despite who, despite WHAT we are, we have been drawn together, deeply attracted to each other from the moment our eyes locked on each other. Rodolphus, I have never wanted to throw caution to the wind, to say to hell with all the consequences of my actions, like I do right now."
"I'm married too, and I've had other male lovers."
"Your marriage is a sham I have no idea why you put up with her, and good. At least one of us knows what he's doing."
Rodolphus got to his feet with a soft chuckle. "You know, for a novice, you aren't doing too badly," he held out a hand as he stepped out of his leathers, leaving him naked to Roark's gaze.
That was when Roark noticed that he was barefoot and raised a brow. "You were planning this, weren't you?" he asked, clearly surprised that he hadn't noticed until this moment.
"Not so much planning as hoping that you actually wanted me as badly as I wanted you."
"Obviously I do," he slipped his hands into his, letting him pull him up and back into his arms, lips already parting as he bent his head to take what he was so readily offering him. The kiss he took was deep and passionate.
He really was not cognizant of how they got to his bedroom until he was being lowered onto his mattress. He was breathless from Rodolphus' kisses, his body hot, blood and heart racing as Rodolphus ended one kiss only to begin another, crawling into the bed between his legs, backing him up the bed until he lay against his pillows.
"Rodolphus," he gasped.
"I am going to take you," he growled, nipping at his bottom lip. "Take you so hard, so deep, you will feel me inside you all day tomorrow, Stop me now if you're going to, because once I get inside you, I'm not going to be able to stop."
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