Marital Bliss

Disclaimer: All Harry Potter names, characters and locations belong to J.K. Rowling. I own nothing but OCs.

Dark Chocolate Desires
Written for the Canon X OC Challenge

A/N: Due to mature, adult content, this story will only be updated on AO3 where I can post it in its original, uncensored version. If you would like to read the full version of this story, you can find me on AO3 under the name Dragon_MoonX.


"Wha 'ave you got there, love?" Scabior asked as his wife walked into their bedroom. She had with her a small box, and he was curious to know what was inside.

Draconius sat down on the side of the bed with the box resting on her lap. She opened the lid on the box, and the smell of sweet, fresh baked bread and warm chocolate wafted out and drifted towards her husband's nose.

"I have something for us, Scabior," said Draconius. "This is a special treat, just for the two of us."

Scabior inhaled deeply, breathing in the delicious aroma of chocolate and baked goods. "Wha is it, pet?" he asked. "It smells good, wha'ever it is."

Draconius reached into the box and came out with a large doughnut covered in chocolate glaze. "I know you said that chocolate isn't one of your favorites, but I love it. Almost as much as I love you. And I haven't had one of these in a long time. So I decided to I'd indulge in a sweet treat tonight."

Scabior, who was lying on his back in bed wearing nothing but his blue plaid pajama bottoms, raised himself up on his elbows, cocking his head to the side as he looked at the doughnut in her hand.

Draconius giggled playfully. "Would you like a doughnut, Scabior?"

"Yes, sweet'eart," he replied.

"Would you like me to feed it to you?"

A smile spread across his face. "I'd like tha very much, pet."

Draconius set the box of doughnuts on the night stand. Her husband sat up in bed, leaning back against the mound of pillows as he made himself more comfortable. His wife turned to him, smiling as she held the glazed doughnut in her hand.

"Open wide, sweetie," she crooned, and Scabior took a bite of the doughnut.

Scabior took his time, chewing the doughnut slowly as he savored the sweetness of the chocolate. The doughnut was fresh, the chocolate still sticky and warm. He then noticed that his wife's olive green eyes were beginning to darken with lust as he gazed at her in the flickering candle light. Perhaps she had something more in mind than just feeding him.

As Scabior was taking another bite of the doughnut, some of the chocolate glaze trickled down his bottom lip near the corner of his mouth. His wife, who had been watching him as he ate, leaned forward and licked the chocolate from the corner of his mouth.

Scabior swallowed his mouthful of doughnut and smiled at her. His lips met hers as they began to passionately kiss, his tongue gently probing the insides of her mouth as he deepened the kiss.

His kisses were sweet and his mouth tasted like chocolate. She could taste the flavor of the delectable pastry on his lips, and a feverish passion began to stir in her loins as they continued to kiss.

When they finally came apart, they were beginning to feel the heat of arousal filling their bodies, warming them with lust and desire as they gazed into each others eyes.

"Draconius..." Scabior breathed, his breathing heavier as his heart rate began to increase.

Reaching back into the box on the nightstand, Draconius ran her fingers over the surface of one of the glazed doughnuts, coating her fingertips in chocolate sauce. She began drawing on her husband's smooth, bare chest with her fingers, leaving behind trailing lines and shapes made of chocolate that melted on his hot flesh.

Scabior groaned as she traced patterns his flat, muscular abdomen. He could feel the heat pooling between his legs as she leaned over him and licked the chocolate off his belly, taking her time as she worked her way from his navel to his chest. She continued to the crook of his neck, whispering his name as she kissed his cheek.

He felt his body sinking back into the mound of pillows on the bed, his eyes closing as she ran her hands through his hair, gently tugging the soft strands from the confines of his ponytail.

"You are so gorgeous," she murmured.

"I know," he said with a smirk.

"And I'm going to give you a pleasurable experience like you've never had before," she whispered seductively in his ear.

Opening his eyes, Scabior watched as his wife situated herself on the bed beside him. Her fingers reached under the waistband of his pajama bottoms, and she eased the plaid material down around his ankles before removing the garment completely and tossing it aside.

His breathing was becoming ragged, the feel of her fingers drifting between his legs sending tingling waves of pleasure down his spine. He moaned her name, gripping the bedsheets tightly in his fists. But midway to his climax she stopped, backing away as she reached towards the box on the nightstand.

"Pet," Scabior groaned. "Wha are you doing? Why did you stop?"

"Just getting you ready for what I have planned," she replied.

"An wha is that?" Scabior asked. He didn't know if he could stand the anticipation. His body ached, begging for release. He wanted her to just get on with it, though part of him was also curious as to what she had in store for him.

Draconius took a chocolate doughnut from the box slid it onto him, the thick syrupy glaze coating his body, melting from the heat and dripping onto the bedsheets.

Scabior pressed his head back against the pillow, moaning as she licked the chocolate glaze off him. She then began to nibble on the doughnut, taking small bites as bits of crumbs fell onto the bedsheets, sticking to the trails of melted chocolate that clung to his hot flesh.

By now Scabior was moaning and panting, his body desperate for release. Her touch was pushing him over the edge, and his eyes rolled back in his head as he screamed, finally reaching the height of his passion. Then, while he was still catching his breath, Draconius slid the half-eaten doughnut off him.

She took a bite, savoring the taste of the delicious doughnut that was now coated with her husband's seed. "You know what, Scabior?" Draconius said, still smiling at him. "You make the best doughnuts I've ever tasted."