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The Forever Game	By : uqui Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 109806 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 12
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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This fic started out with the thought 'I want to write more HV action'. Now, don't get me wrong, I love writing Weapon but it's plot heavy so the underlying thought was really, I want to write more smut, simpler smut as in more sex less plot. There was some thought of I wanted Voldemort to be a creature so he is. The thing was I really wanted to write the action and it started out great… then it got a plot. ARGH! I just can't let a fic go nice and easy without rational explanations for stuff… which means fic time for events that aren't smut! I've tried to keep them to a minimum, I really did so I hope the final product it okay. There are a few non smut chapters, but they fill out the back-story which gives us a logical reason for the sex. They are scattered throughout.

Thank you to Akira-sun and Kudzia for beta-ing

The Forever Game

Courting I

       The newly appointed Minister of Magic drove himself into the pliant body beneath him. He especially enjoyed the soft cries of delight his actions were drawing from the perfect mouth. He ground his hips forward and wrapped his arms around his partner's body, pulling the young wizard up so that his back rested against his chest. With one hand he reached around the youthful body to wrap one hand around the straining cock as his other tweaked at the nipples. With each pinch at a firm nipple he stroked his hand up and down.

       Each movement forward brought a melodious whine and after a few more pleasurable thrusts the new Minister bent slightly and nibbled at the tip of one ear before he whispered. "What do you want?"

       There was a gasp and his lover panted. "Please!"

       He licked where he had nibbled before and repeated his question. "What do you want?"

       "Please, please! I need to cum!" Harry yelled.

       He laughed. "There now, Harry, my love, that wasn't so hard, was it?" The man known as the Dark Lord rolled himself and his beloved over so that the young man was lying on top of him though he kept his arms wrapped around his Harry. He stroked Harry's erection, abandoning his nipples as he moved his other hand to rub and caress his balls.

       Harry leaned his head back, gasping as pleasurable waves of bliss spread through him. He flexed his muscles doing his best to close his sphincter around the cock inside him before he relaxed and repeated the motion. The Dark Lord groaned into his ear and Harry smiled broadly. He loved that reaction, just as he loved the feel of the Dark Lord inside him. He managed to get his feet beneath him to raise himself up slightly so that he could move up and down on the hard member that was impaling him.

       The man known to most of the Wizarding world as the Dark Lord Voldemort was tonight tender and yet demanding. They had only made love this exuberantly once before, on the night of Harry's seventeenth birthday, when he had come of age. Not that their lovemaking wasn't usually tender and gratifying but there was something different about tonight. The Dark Lord was unrestrained but exceedingly careful not to hurt his destined mate. On the night of his birthday the reason was obvious; their years of waiting had come to an end. That night Harry had been nervous but also curious about how their relationship would change though he needn't have worried. He'd known the Dark Lord all his life and had known what that night would bring, it had been promised to him for as long as he could remember and it was every bit as pleasurable as his beloved had claimed it would be.

       That night, Voldemort had kissed and teased him, fingering him for what felt like hours to prepare and relax him. But the red eyed man had done more than that, he'd sucked, and nibbled, and licked, and pleasured Harry until he was almost out of his mind with feeling. And then, and only then, when Harry had begged him, when Harry had needed him, had the Dark Lord slowly, gently penetrated him. And that had felt incredible! They had started out carefully but as Harry had relaxed, as he had realized how good it felt, and they became wilder and more energetic. Harry loved every minute of the excitement and the feeling of fullness and he woke the next morning slightly sore but still feeling the lethargy only sexual exhaustion could bring.

       It felt the same tonight. Harry had been working on his homework when his lover had swept into the chambers they shared and immediately he could sense Voldemort's need and desire. Something had happened today, something that made the Dark Lord so very happy and in his happiness he wished to celebrate. Harry didn't even know what it was because he found himself brushed off the chair and practically thrown on to the bed. Not that he minded, having sex with his beloved was definitely a better alternative to his homework and he'd quickly moved around, rising to his knees on the soft mattress and wrapping his arms around his lover as they kissed.

       He'd known in the instant that his lips touched his beloved that the Dark Lord wasn't interested in going slow. Tonight he was demanding and Harry quickly moved his hands towards the Dark Lord's groin to find him already partially erect. Harry didn't worry about his clothes as he caressed and petted the Dark Lord, running his hands over the older man's body through the robes he had worn today. Harry smiled against the Dark Lord's mouth when he felt his cloths vanished. His lover was sometimes so predictable and he felt arms wrap around him so that the red eyed man's hands could kneed his buttocks. He was pushed over on to his back as the Dark Lord raised one leg to climb on to the bed. Harry bucked, flicking his legs out and wrapped them around his lover's waist. It wasn't long before he felt the slight surge of magic and his arse tingled as the magic took effect, cleaning and lubricating him for his beloved's already engorged organ.

       It was only a moment later that one finger began probing his anus. Harry giggled as the Dark Lord wriggled his digit around stretching him. It tickled and as he threw back his head Voldemort swooped, alternating kissing and nibbling his neck. A second finger joined the first and Harry moaned as he was methodically stretched. As a third finger was added Harry quivered when his mate deliberately brushed against his prostate that made him melt. He could barely think around the explosion of pleasure that were coursing through him. His cock rose, rock hard and he reached his hands for the Dark Lord's, stroking that velvet covered member and rubbing it as much as he could. Voldemort was insistent tonight, but Harry felt so good and as always he was amazed that he could make such a powerful man lose so much control.

       Harry laughed as strong hands seized his hips and he was hauled upwards. He wrapped his legs around the Dark Lord, looking up into burning red eyes that consumed him. The Dark Lord's straining member pressed against his buttocks and he leaned over, wrapping one arm around Harry's waist to hold him in place as his other hand went to his cock to position it. Harry helped as much as he could, keeping his legs firmly locked around the older man and his hands wrapped around the Dark Lord's strong shoulders, his hands fisting in the black hair as he tried to force the older man's head down to meet his own so they could kiss.

       His beloved ran his cock head over Harry's opening a few times, caressing the soft skin before he pressed it against the younger wizard's sphincter and pushed in. The green eyed boy was stretched and ready but it was always a shock with the intrusion before his mate deliberately hit that spot and Harry saw stars.

       Voldemort let himself fall back slightly so that he stood at the edge of the bed, his grip pulling Harry with him. Their bed was high but the Dark Lord had made it that way so he could use his whole weight to pound into Harry's young and willing body from this position. He held Harry's hips firmly and after a few grinding motions he pulled back leaving just the head of his cock in the tight warmth of his beloved before he plunged back in.

       The tiny gasp Harry made was music to Voldemort's ears and he bent slightly as he continued to pump into the velvet warmth. The Dark Lord swallowed all other cries as he locked his mouth to Harry's and his tongue demanded entry. Harry was a soft pliant form beneath him, beautifully curved to fit to his body as if they were one being. The green eyed boys sheath was hot and it gripped his shaft tightly pulling him inside, deeper and deeper with each thrust into Harry's core. Their closeness pressed Harry's erection between them and the Dark Lord reached down to stroke it, even as his mate clawed at his back.

       Today he had finally been appointed as the Minister of Magic. It was a position he had coveted with his rise to power, but had initially decided to avoid, preferring to control things from the shadows. As his mate had grown and as his manipulations grew more daring he had realized he would need the rank. There was only so much you could do through flunkies, no matter how well controlled they were. He was pleased when the official announcement was made and he had been required to speak with the flock of reporters. Though while his mind had been detailing the plans he could now put in place, the greater part of his attention was imagining how Harry would look beneath the Ministerial desk, cherry red lips stretched around his prick. It could be taken as given that very soon Harry would be accompanying him throughout the day. The Dark Lord had had fifteen and a half years of forced abstinence while he waited for his mate to grow old enough and one did so need the comfort of another before the weight of responsibility ground one into nothingness.

       As he pounded into the tight hot passage he lost himself in the feel and taste of Harry's body. The smell of his beloved's arousal was intoxicating and he licked at the small form beneath him, loving the way Harry lifted himself slightly to place butterfly kisses on his throat. The gesture was tender and gentle despite the rough, frenetic nature of their lovemaking and Voldemort half-closed his red eyes as he gazed down at the boy beneath him, remembering how this had all begun.

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