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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic	By : blaisegellert Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"They're the ones who came home three days early, and they're suddenly going to make it our fault," Blaise complained.
The two hadn't dared to speak until they fled upstairs to their bedroom and the door was firmly shut.
"Well at least they gave us the Christmas ornaments," Gellert said with an amused grin.
Flicking his wand at the desk lamp, he transfigured it into a Christmas tree and made it grow until it's branches were bending over the bed.
"Festive," Blaise said happily, kissing him.
"It matches our balls."
Gellert laughed, tossing back his hair in a way that made Blaise's breath catch.
"Exactly! I made that Christmas tree just for our balls!"
Gellert reached for Blaise's shirt, blue eyes twinkling.
"I get to unwrap my gift twice! It prolongs the excitement."
Before long they were both unwrapped, aka undressed again, and lying on the bed, under the swaying branches of Gellert's transfigured Christmas tree.
"I believe this is where we were before we were traumatized," Gellert said, a smile playing around his lips.
Snuggling close to Blaise, he put his head on the other wizard's shoulder and reached to toy with the fluffy snowman heads tied to his shapely balls. Cupping the snowmen and Blaise's balls together, he rolled them in his hand, enjoying the texture of Blaise's warm flesh combined with the puffy plush of the Christmas ornaments. Blaise made a wordless sound as he arched against Gellert's hand.
Blaise got bored so easily as a general rule, but Gellert never failed to thoroughly excite him with a single touch. Just now the way Gellert was cupping his balls with the fuzzy snowman ornaments was causing him to lose his mind. Raising up on one elbow, he kissed Gellert hungrily, toying with the antler ornaments on his balls.
"I think I want to make Rudolph's nose all red and runny," he said.
Gellert barked a laugh at the idea of his erection serving as Rudolph's red nose.
"Yes he really does need to sneeze," he said eagerly.
When Blaise drew him into his mouth, Gellert's gaze locked on the branches of the transfigured tree above them. As he drew him in and out of his mouth, Blaise began to hum the tune to Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. The delicious vibration that caused felt amazing. As he arched, spilling himself into the beautiful dark haired wizard's mouth, Gellert truly understood the concept of a Christmas miracle.
"Thank you, Santa," Gellert said breathlessly, as Blaise slowly slid his spent member out of his mouth.
"Or is it Frosty?"
"YOU may call me anything you like and I'll answer," Blaise said with a low chuckle. Kissing his way up Gellert's body he reached for the tube of cream on the table beside the bed. Before he could use it, Gellert took it from his hand and covered Blaise's erection, stroking and teasing. Wishing they had a bit of wine to ad to their upstairs festivities, Blaise conjured a bottle from the kitchen, for once not bothering with glasses. He apparated the cork out of the bottle with a festive pop and took a swig before passing it to Gellert. Gellert took a swig from the bottle, then placed it on the bedside table beside the water pitcher.
"Your lips are red from the wine," Blaise murmured as Gellert continued to stroke his erection.
"Just like Snow White, such fair skin and red lips. You are beautiful."
"If I am Snow White, then that makes you my Prince charming," Gellert observed with a merry smile.
He'd always been so strong and independent, but in truth Blaise had rescued him from a prison and given him a fairytale he hadn't even realized he wanted. And now, Prince Charming was covering his hand with cream and stroking Gellert's slowly rising erection to full attention.
"We make two grand princes," Blaise said, eyes locking on Gellert's as they stroked one another.
"We could rule the world if we wanted," Gellert agreed.
"But will we bother?"
Blaise shrugged.
"Time will tell, I suppose," he said, cupping Gellert's balls with his free hand.
The antlers still hung merrily there as did Blaise's own snowman heads on his.
"Now," Gellert gasped."Inside of me now."
"Yes," Blaise said, always glad to oblige.
As they moved together on the bed, mouths tangled in a dance of lust and tasting like wine, Gellert felt the snowmen on Blaise's balls tickling him as they bounced with their thrusts. Gods but he loved Christmas! As the pleasure built he arched under Blaise. When Blaise raised himself on one arm to pump Gellert's erection with his free hand, Gellert shouted as he spilled over them both. Blaise drove into him a final time, head thrown back as he shouted Gellert's name. His long neck was slender and graceful and Gellert loved kissing it. Drawing Blaise back down on top of him, he began to do just that.
Later when they went down to dinner, they were greeted by three expressions of shocked disapproval.
"Come on," Blaise complained.
"We're dressed now."
"Some things can't be unseen, EVER," Sabra told him dramatically.
"Bramble is just glad he missed it," the elf said with a shudder.
"We truly are sorry," Gellert said contritely.
"Truly," Blaise echoed, trying to keep his lips from twitching up at the corners as he spoke.
"Honestly we never would've done that had we known you were coming home three days early."
"My tree would've still been defiled," Sabra said.
"You were going to just put those ornaments back up there! That is disgusting."
Gellert flushed and ducked his head.
"Sorry."
"Well we certainly can't say that the two of you aren't creative together," Geo said with a laugh, shaking his head.
Gellert grinned.
"Thank you, Sir."
The next day the family went to see The Nutcracker. The dancers were also very skilled wizards so the performance was truly magical. The sugar plum fairies were real fairies and the mice real mice. The dolls were even real dolls spelled to move and dance. As they watched, Blaise and Gellert exchanged happy glances, glad to be sharing this magical holiday moment together.
The next day there was a holiday party at Wolfgang's with lots of German food and good vodka. It was actually called Modka, the brand was magical and got you drunk with no hangover. Wolfgang had it imported. It was good that the Modka flowed rather than ordinary Vodka else Blaise and Gellert would've been very hung over the next day.
Bramble enjoyed trying the various German foods so he would know how they were supposed to taste when he tried making them. The elf was still nervous in spite of Gellert's encouragement's. Both Gellert and Blaise found this baffling, because Bramble always excelled at anything he tried. He spent much of the party nibbling at this and that German dish and asking Gellert what his favorites were for future reference. At one point, in which Bramble was asking Gellert if he preferred duck or goose for a main dish, Blaise caught sight of Millicent standing by and watching on in open amusement.
"So how are you liking married life, Prat," Blaise asked, pushing Millicent good-naturedly in the shoulder.
She turned to him with a radiant smile.
"I'm liking it quite a lot. I find I very much enjoy being all grown up," she said.
The straight proud way she carried herself and the way her skin and hair practically glowed, made Blaise think married life most definitely agreed with her.
"I heard about the current fuckery at Hogwarts," she said with a shudder.
"And Gellert told me you shagged in one of their wardrobes. Good on you, Perverts!"
She laughed.
"That was cool enough but nothing beats them shagging on the staff table," Kereston said, walking up to where they stood with a piece of stollen in one hand.
The German Christmas dessert was delicious and the sight of it had Blaise reaching for a second slice of his own.
"Eat another with me, will you," he implored, pushing one into Gellert's hand.
"Eating alone is far worse than drinking alone."
Gellert laughed merrily as he took the stollen.
"I promise never to leave you alone, My boy!"
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