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Finally chapter of yummy-ness is here! Rated M for a reason kiddies! If you don't like don't read! None of the characters are mine!
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Blaise stood to put his dishes in the sink only to duck. The Weasley's previously excited chatter quieted at the sight of a knife sticking out of their wall. Fear filled Blaise followed shortly after by rage. Before anyone could say anything he had jumped out the window and was chasing the death eater with uncanny speed. The bulky man fumbled with his shirt and Blaise narrowed his eyes expecting a weapon of some kind only to laugh at the crucifix clutched in the beefy hand.
"Sorry, wrong kind of vampire!" Blaise jeered cutting in front of the man so that he had to skid to a halt effectively loosing his balance and landing on his bottom. Blaise grinned gleefully and yanked the chain off the man's neck by the pendant. "That only works on turned vampires deary, what are they teaching in schools these days!?" He rustling in the bushes behind him distracted him for a moment, just long enough for the death eater to find his courage and a knife. Blaise choked in surprise as the knife was shoved through him from behind till he was sure it had poked out the front. He caught Moody's eyes and yanked out the blade sending blood cascading through the air as he turned. "You will regret that." He promised.
"Put the knife down vampire." Moody shouted. Blaise clenched his teeth together as blood soaked his clothing. Carelessly he dropped the knife.
"Perhaps I should turn you." He hissed lowly. "And then send you back to your master for a snack." He mused as the Aurors approached him. "But then…I'm not like you." He said as he turned and strode away, leaving the man to the Aurors. Pain wrenched through him as his body slowly knitted its self back together. He sighed in relief as the last of his wound faded away and made his way into the house unnoticed by the Weasley's who were apparently looking for him even though he was right there. He glanced at the knife in the wall unsurprised to see a warning note attached to it-they'd found him. He looked up at the Weasley's who seemed to have finally noticed him only to find pale faces all around. Just then the floo flared to life and the headmaster strode in.
"Ah, Blaise, I see you have been found." He said unnecessarily. Blaise rolled his eyes. "Of course, you do realize that you are covered in blood?" The headmaster said over his glasses. Blaise looked down almost surprised to find that he was covered in blood. He looked up and grinned flashing his fangs.
"My own I assure you headmaster." He said watching Ronald Weasley hit the floor with a satisfying thump before handing him the note. The headmaster read it quickly, his face turning grave as he looked up at Blaise.
"You can no longer stay here." He said. Blaise nodded his head.
"I wouldn't have if you had told me to headmaster." Albus nodded his head and waved his wand. Seconds later the young vampire's trunk floated down the stairs.
"Follow me then." The headmaster prompted. Blaise nodded his head jerkily and followed the man into the fireplace. Seconds later he found himself back in Grimmauld Place- a place he had hoped he wouldn't be returning to so soon. It had only been two weeks since he had met his mate, two long, painful weeks. He shook his head trying to rid himself of some of the dizziness only to fall to his knees just as Sirius walked through the door. Voices became muddled as the dizziness increased, though he vaguely heard Sirius' shout and recognized his mate's arms catching him. His mate…
"Albus what's happened!" Sirius shouted concerned as he clutched the boy to his chest. The boy he had been trying hard not to think about…the boy who needed him yet refused him. Who felt perfect lying in his arms, though the blood that soaked the white dress shirt bellied that thought almost as soon as it occurred. The headmaster looked at him with raised eyebrows and a rather telling smile.
"Death eaters I'm afraid." He quipped. "No one was hurt besides him but his location is no longer safe." Sirius glared.
"Then he will stay here, now get Madam Pomphrey!" He said as he began to carry the younger man up the stairs unknowingly laying him into his bed. Dumbledore followed cheerfully as if something secretly amused him which made Sirius seethe considering that Blaise was bleeding.
"That won't be necessary Sirius." Dumbledore said just as Sirius pulled the blood soaked shirt off to reveal a small line that was slowly fading to nothing.
"What…" Sirius asked confused as he traced a finger across the line not noticing the blue eyes slowly blinking open.
"Vampires have the tendency to heal themselves Sirius, I believe that the blood loss was what made him pass out- though the floo is a bit rough at times so that could have been a part of it." He said cheerfully. Sirius spun around glaring at the old man.
"You git!" He shouted. "I was really worried!"
"Were you now?" The headmaster said nonchalantly. Sirius growled lowly.
"Did you ever wonder where Draco got his veela blood?" He asked angrily. "From my side of the family! He's my mate too!" He froze at the feeling of strong arms wrapping around him from behind.
"Headmaster." Blaise said lowly. "I think you should leave now." The headmaster smiled brilliantly before turning and striding out of the room whistling as he shut the door. Sirius groaned when Blaise nuzzled his neck.
"Why…" Sirius asked breathily.
"Shut up." Blaise ordered before biting down groaning at the feeling of his teeth sliding through his mate's skin. Sirius moaned loudly and panted.
"Thought…that…was…supposed to…hurt." He managed as Blaise sucked greedily letting his hands wander over Sirius' chest tugging at the buttons while he fed. Finally satisfied he pulled back.
"Not for you." He said quietly. "In fact, I've heard that they can become quite addictive." He mumbled as he yanked off the rest of Sirius' shirt pausing when hands gripped his firmly.
"You don't want me." Sirius panted. "It's just the blood." Blaise growled lowly and pressed his erection against Sirius' lower back.
"Trust me, I want you." He said returning to his task as the hands around his loosened. Sirius could hardly believe what he was feeling as his pants were lowered followed shortly by his underwear. He watched Blaise undress with hungry eyes and licked his lips.
"But don't you think I'm…immature?" He asked as Blaise crawled on top of him. Blaise chuckled lowly before pressing kisses to his chest.
"Immature." He kissed the exposed collar bone lightly. "Bratty." He suckled on the hollow at the base of Sirius' neck. "Rude." He scraped his sharp teeth across a nipple making Sirius arch his back. "Mine." Blaise whispered his eyes dark as he soothed the nipple with his tongue before looking up. "Beautiful." He said reverently as he pressed his lips against Sirius' who groaned and deepened the kiss easily dominating Blaise with his quick tongue. Sirius smiled into the kiss and with a quick roll landed on top of the half vampire who gasped and panted prettily.
"Delicious." Sirius said claiming the soft lips in a kiss and plundering the young mouth with his tongue while his hands worked the lithe body into a frenzy.
"Ah! Sirius!" Blaise begged when the hand finally wrapped around his erection. Sirius sat back to survey his work, loving how the petal soft lips were swollen and parted, red like the flushed cheeks and blood tainted teeth. Blue eyes begged him as the smaller body twitched and convulsed under his ministrations until finally with a gasping shout Blaise came coating his stomach with his essence. Sirius growled possessively as he leaned forward and began to lick the smooth skin clean before leaning up and capturing the lax lips with his own coaxing them into motion. Blaise panted tiredly almost groaning at his returning erection as he tasted himself on Sirius' skilled tongue and pressed himself against the single finger that had begun tracing his entrance.
"You know that this means forever." Sirius said slipping his finger into the velvety heat eliciting a moan from his mate.
"You think…ah…I'd l-let you go so easily?" Blaise panted shifting his body to accept the second finger more easily. He gasped at the pain but thrust down when Sirius attempted to slide his fingers away. "I-It's ok." He hissed tossing his head back and spreading himself open as widely as he could despite the slight cramping in his thighs. A wicked grin showed it's self on Sirius' perfect lips.
"You like the pain." He said pressing long kisses to the pale neck and leaving behind a map of possessive red marks. Blaise shuddered and flexed silently begging for Sirius to continue. Sirius leaned over so that he was staring into the lust hazed eyes before quickly shoving a third finger into the hole relishing the way it tightened reflexively just as blue eyes widened with pain.
"Gods…" Blaise hissed narrowing his eyes at Sirius. "You- AH!" Fingers hammered into his prostate sending him arching off the bed. Sirius smirked.
"I what?" He teased.
"You-" He let out a low moan as the fingers slid teasingly over the sensitive bundle of nerves. Sirius fought back his arousal long enough to pull his fingers out and slick his erection, but one heated look from his mate who looked incredible sprawled out on his bed panting and flushed because of him and he lost all restraint. Placing himself between his mate's legs he pressed a lingering kiss onto the sweaty brow before pushing in. "AHHH-humph!" Sirius cut off the long pained cry with a ferocious kiss as he forced his way in. Blaise panted beneath him writhing and thrusting despite the pain trying to get more of his invading mate. Sirius groaned against the pliant lips when he finally reached home lying nestled in his lover's tight and almost unbearable heat.
"Never letting you go." Sirius whispered anxiously before sliding out and pushing in once more aiming for the small sack of sensitive nerves. He lost himself to the rhythmic thrusting only thinking when it involved the clenching muscles around him or the way the lithe legs wrapped around his waist pulling him deeper, pushing him further. A primal need took place of any other decisions driving him onwards with the help of the beautiful pleading noises that spilled recklessly from normally controlled lips. Blaise cried out unable to be ashamed of the complete submission he was showing as his magic swirled teasingly along both their bodies while mingling and merging with Sirius' darker more sinister magic. Without warning their eyes met just as Blaise's climax hit him climbing higher and drowning him in a surge of untamable pleasure as he screamed soundlessly. Sirius caught the pleasure soaked expression and marveled at it before the tight clenching around him threw him forcibly into oblivion.
"Sirius." He blinked his eyes open and stared blankly into the pale face above him. He was tempted to run his fingers through the tousled hair but a rather important question forced its way through his sleep fogged brain-
"What the fuck?!" He cried out as his memory returned to him. Blaise raised an eyebrow at him shutting himself away behind the mask he had created for himself. With immeasurable grace he stood and dressed himself facing away from his mate to hide what hurt and shame he couldn't hide.
"Shut your mouth you fool, you look stupid." He said yanking his shirt on with unnecessary force only to growl when he realized that it was stiff with dried blood. Arms wrapped around him and he went rigid.
"You can hate me and I can hate you…but not when we're like this." Sirius said his voice breathy as he tenderly kissed Blaise's neck making his heart tighten in his chest. He struggled, his heart longing to overrule his painfully logical mind, but even as he struggled he relaxed into the arms.
"I-It's not love." He said stubbornly. Sirius tightened his hold.
"Not yet." Blaise's heart stuttered to a stop.
Yet…
"Ok." Blaise agreed. Yet- gave him time. Yet- allowed him to come to terms that his mate hadn't rejected him. Yet- meant that there was a future. Slowly he turned in his mate's arms and pressed his face into the warm chest. Voices filled the house from below as the sound of the fireplace coming to life mingled with the sound of the front door opening. Blaise pulled away blushing and quickly searched his trunk for clothing.
"Shower's down the hall to the right." Sirius said before leaving the room. Blaise fought the urge to call him back and made his way to the shower.