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Hello! Mistress Slytherin found herself with a bit o' time this week and decided to write this. It's a bit long, but Mistress Slytherin thought it would be ok, because Mistress Slytherin wrote in a delicious and highly complicated rated R scene in as a treat to those who sent her e-mails. Mistress Slytherin would like to once again say that this story is NOT FOR CHILDREN! Mistress Slytherin is now going to stop speaking in third person before it becomes a habit. Ok, well thank you all for reading and Favoriting and especialy for e-mailing me! You see sad as it may be my ego needs stroking every once in a while *sigh* who else is going to do it Godric Gryffindor? *shudders*...though that would make for a good story...hmmm...I feel the insperation coming on! I have a feeling I'm about to write a one-shot....
Your Devoted Snake,
Mistress Slytherin
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Minister of Magic Found Dead!
Special report by Rita Skeeter
At approximately 8:00 am this morning our esteemed Minister Fudge was found dead in his office by his secretary Donna Steel. "I went in to see if he'd like his morning coffee and there he was! He had a little bottle in his hand, the one I often saw him looking at when things got too bad at the office, I never thought he'd use it though!" the distraught secretary went on to tell me how stressed the minister had been lately due to what she thinks is the over whelming amounts of paperwork assigned to him. What ever shall the wizarding world do without her beloved minister!? And what of the recent disappearances? Just this last week we have seen bodies appearing all over the place, what are we to do? Who can we turn to? It seems that not even the great Albus Dumbledore seems interested in the increasing number of deaths, with out our savior aka. the-boy-who-lived who shall we turn to during these grievous times? Will our MIA savior appear? Or is it time we found a new hero? This reporter believes that hope is coming; we simply have to believe in it! Long live Magick!
-Rita Skeeter-
Dante smirked as he read the paper that morning, as Darius pressed a kiss to his cheek he couldn't help but pull the man into his lap and devour the waiting lips despite the fact that his godfather was across the table still glaring at David and still sporting blue hair. When he did pull away he was treated to the delicious sight of a very flushed looking Darius and a dark promising gaze from across the table where Chris traced the lip of his tea cup in a not-so-innocent way.
"What was that all about?" David said blushing deeply, Dante smiled widely and tossed him the morning Prophet.
"Everything has been set in motion; we just need to wait for the newest minister." He sent a look of promise in Chris's direction and pulled Darius closer to him. David smiled as he read the paper and leaned into Alex.
"They'll pay for what they've done to us. Then we'll make the world ours." He said softly. Alex smiled down at him and though his eyes were haunted, the love he had for David shone clearly.
"Who will be the next Minister my little manipulator?" Chris asked softly a small smile playing about the corners of his lips as he watched his son interact with his lover.
"Percy Weasley." Dante said contentedly loving the shocked looks that he was receiving.
"A Weasely?" Chris asked incredulously. "I know the brat went against he parents wishes, but the poor boy will have no idea what he's doing!" Chris said confused.
"And that, my love is exactly what I'm counting on." Dante said mysteriously, Darius chuckled from his perch on Dante's lap, Dante smirked.
"So you've figured it out then?" Chris asked agitatedly, Dante pulled him closer and nuzzled his neck.
"If course he has Chris, he's a politician!" Dante said nipping on the side of Darius's neck causing the man to groan.
"Ugg! Get a room!" David groused.
"Oh, we will." Chris said lowly, somehow managing to sneak behind his lovers. Dante startled but calmed almost instantly when the long fingers began to card through his hair. "But now I believe we have work to do?" Dante smirked.
"Indeed my love we do."
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Two Months Later...
New Minister doesn't know what to do?
Special report Rita Skeeter
Well my esteemed wizards and witches it seems as if our troubles are increasing daily! I for one find myself terrified at the direction our ministry has taken. It seems that our new and rather young minister has found himself lost in the pressure of taking over an already crumbling ministry. Just last week he was seen crying on the steps of the Ministry, crying! Is he perhaps not all we thought him to be? A simple child thrown into the world of politics? More and more of our neighbors disappear daily and all he has for us it seems is 'no comment' are the rapidly spreading rumors true? Has He-who-must-not-be-named come back!? Have we no one to look to? What of Dumbledore? Why does he sit back and watch our world crumble!? Ladies and gentlemen this reporter if frightened! Can we trust our children into his care during these troublesome times? Can we stand back and watch as an esteemed part of our culture crumbles like building blocks at the hands of a child? This reporter is convinced that we need a hero! SOON!
-Special report Rita Skeeter-
Rita Skeeter smiled secretly listening to her purse clink with gallons as she left the restaurant. Dante smiled from the window before flooing to the Ministry. Chris, Darius, Alex and David were already waiting when he arrived. He had to swallow when he saw them, all were dressed in wizarding robes that were cut elegantly and spoke volumes about their beauty. He saw that Chris too was having difficulty with his appearance, they would defiantly need to work off some of this frustration later, he thought as he greeted them with an award winning smile. People in the area had begun to stop and watch the transaction with interest. It wasn't every day five wealthy looking, charismatic, and not to mention drop dead gorgeous men flooed into the ministery.
"Are you ready?" Dante said at last after he was sure that they had gotten everyone's attention.
"You had better make this up to me later Dante." Chris said his face tight, it seemed he had finally figured out why Dante wanted Percy to be minister. Dante's smile faltered slightly.
"I won't need to I know exactly where I belong and to whom I belong." He said softly wishing to convey his feelings. Chris's face softened.
"And who might that be?" He said as they began making their way to the lift.
"You." Dante said without hesitation. Darius frowned.
"What about me?" He said pouting, Dante chuckled.
"You belong to me." He said confidently.
"And me." Chris quipped as the elevator reached its destination with a ding. Dante smiled and inclined his head before exiting and making his way to the minister's office. Donna Steel smirked as the men approached, Chris didn't even want to know how Dante had procured this particular meeting. Dante noticed the look and frowned.
"It's called money Chris, every one wants it." His voice became angry and Chris knew he had over-stepped his bounds.
"Ahh...Gentlemen welcome!" the chipper secretary chirped clapping her hands together wildly while trying to get their attentions with her rather flashy robes.
"Hello, is the minister in?" Dante said rather shortly, Chris cringed. Donna's cheeks flushed and she fiddled with a button on her desk for a moment.
"Yes?" came the tired sounding voice.
"Mr. Minister, there are some important gentlemen here to see you." Danna cooed as if she were talking to a child, Chris could almost hear Percy cringe.
"Send them in." he said tiredly, Donna sent Dante a wicked grin but didn't let go of the speaker button.
"Now gentlemen you just go right in! The minister is rather busy you know! Oh and don't expect any liquor I don't think he's of age yet..."she trailed off.
"Donna the speaker's still on!" came the rather irate sounding minister.
"Oooops!" She said before letting the button go and leading them through the doors. Percy sat at his desk looking like death warmed over surrounded by piles and piles of paperwork, empty take-out containers seemed to litter the floor alongside crumpled pieces of paper. Dante immediately fell into character.
"Oh my! I think we were right Darius, they do need help!" He took a few steps forward to where Percy sat eying them warily, the dark circles under his eyes obvious. For a moment he seemed to simply be taking them in, his eyes returning occasionally to Dante who was giving him worried looks.
"I told you we should have helped sooner." Darius said softly.
"Excuse me, but who are you?" Percy asked completely confused, Dante smiled winningly and took a step closer.
"We are your hero's" Percy frowned.
"I'm afraid I don't understand." He said, focusing now on Dante who seemed the most approachable of the group. Dante smiled his eyes shining with understanding.
"Please sit minister you seem about ready to collapse." Dante said gently, the minister as if drawn by stings sat down.
"Should I start on the paperwork?" Darius said softly, Dante chuckled softly.
"In a moment, I'm sure that this place is simply bursting with unorganized paperwork be patient." Darius hummed. "Mr. Minister your people let out a cry for help." Dante began though he paused when he saw the minister's young face crumple in anger. "It is a test minister, nothing to be angry about." The minister looked somewhat mollified.
"A test?" He asked incredulously, Dante smiled and nodded his head.
"The former minister has failed them in may ways." Dante said sadly. "We offered to help him but he refused us." Percy listened intently.
"What do you mean?" He asked carefully.
"We know about the war minister." Chris said dryly. "We can help you and because little Dante has a big heart, we're willing to do what everyone else is too scared to attempt." Dante frowned at him.
"I'm not little." He almost pouted bringing a smile to the minister for the first time in months. Percy found himself pinned with a teal eyes gaze and his breath caught in his throat, he watched the small hand stretch towards him and the brilliant smile that found its way onto Dante's face. "Will you let us help Mr. Minister?" Percy looked at the willing hand, then at the other men in the room who seemed to be enraptured by Dante's...well...Dante-ness. He looked at the piles of paper work and stretched out his hand.
"What do we call you oh saviors of the wizarding world?" Dante smiled, though his companions could see that it was to cover up the barley veiled smirk.
"Call us Anti-Venom"
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Heroes Emerge!
Special Report Rita Skeeter
Wizards and Witches, this reporter is relieved to announce that our pleas have been answered! Five dashingly heroic men have stepped forward and agreed to help our distressed minister, from paperwork to activity planning, to forging their own protective system, many of you my brilliant readers have already noticed the stylish crystal that was sent in the mail this morning? These ingenious creations were designed by our new heroes! Place them anywhere in you're home and our heroes will immediately be notified of any danger! Who are these mysterious helpers? They call themselves Anti-venom, a group of highly trained, and extremely wealthy wizards who have found themselves without anything to do. Upon hearing of our distressed state these dashing men rushed to the ministry and offered our poor stress ridden minister a hand....
Dante smirked as Rita Skeeter continued to praise Anti-venom while at the same time throwing in not-so subtle scathing remarks about Dumbledore. He felt the chest that was pressing against his naked back rumble softly as Chris chuckled. Darius, who sat in front of him resting his head in the crook of his neck snorted softly at some of the comments Rita made while he drew random patterns on his masters' chest. Dante tossed his paper to the side and pressed a lingering kiss to Darius's tousled hair while his other hand reached up and gently caressed Chris's firm jaw. He felt the man shift behind him just before a pair of soft lips trailed across his jaw, lingering at the shell of his ear.
"What now master?" Darius asked softly, his fingers pausing so that he could look up and catch his master's amused gaze.
"Now?" The relaxed Dante said as he wound his fingers into Darius's hair. "Now we let them scramble." He bent down and pressed a kiss to the already bruised lips effectively rubbing his bum against Chris and eliciting a warning growl. He watched his lover's eye lids flutter closed before pulling away and replacing his lips with a thoughtful finger.
"Dante?" Chris said softly, the grip on his hips tightening.
"I'm going to make them suffer Chris. For all they've done to us, I'll make them suffer one-hundred fold." He turned his eyes so that he could catch the slightly darkened eyes and pressed fluttering kisses on the man's brow and jaw until finally the man tiered of them and captured his lips sending jolts of electricity through out his body. Chris's hands wound themselves into his hair before tugging pleasantly distracting him from the creeping hands Darius had begun winding around his cock. Dante bucked in response and moaned into the kiss when a sweet tongue began to explore his chest. Chris's hold tightened before he pushed the breathless Dante away and regarded him with blazing eyes.
"I want to watch him fuck you Dante." He said lowly, knowing that his voice was doing all sorts of wicked things to his lovers at the moment. Dante moaned licking his dry lips before responding.
"How?" Chris grinned before flicking his wrist so that they were suddenly lying on a hard cold mirror Dante looking at his own shocked expression. Another careless twitch had mirrors springing up from all around them. Gently Chris pulled away and slid easily through the glass as if it were liquid. He smirked as Dante blushed finally catching on.
"I want you on your hands and knees Dante...yes that's right." He watched he lover obey him, lust apparent in the glazed-over eyes. "Do you see yourself my love?" He grinned as his lover's blush began to travel down his chest. "Beautiful, a whore, just for us..." He smirked as he watched the boy's hardening cock twitch. "Bum raised in the air...ready for us to use..." Dante began panting and Chris grinned. "Darius." The man in question looked around confusedly, trying to locate him through the mirrors. They were transparent to only Chris. "Lick his hole," Darius moaned softly before leaning forwards and spreading Dante's cheeks, Dante gasped and thrust back when the warm wet tongue invaded him, pleasuring him with sure strokes.
"Chris!" Dante called out softly trying to locate his lover but instead only finding his own reflection in countless mirrors. He caught his own teal eyes and flushed features and whimpered reaching for his leaking erection.
"That's right Dante... touch yourself for us...do you see your self? Moaning, calling our names...." He flicked his wrist and Dante nearly screamed in frustration as climax was denied him courtesy of the leather cock-ring he now sported.
"Please...ah...Darius...please!" He whimpered, he couldn't see Chris move around the encasement to watch his torture at every angle before finally grasping his own full erection. He stroked himself a few times before swallowing thickly so that he could speak again.
"Darius take him... shove yourself into him deeply..." He watched as his lover did just as he was told though his gaze was zeroed in on the image the mirror beneath them gave. Dante yelled out in sweet agony as his prostate was rammed pleasurably into Darius groaned before sliding himself out. "Stop!" Chris demanded making both men sob in frustration. "Look at yourselves my loves..." He purred watching as they both looked down at their own flushed forms, Darius' cock pulled out to the tip the puckered hole twitching violently around him. They both groaned and Chris had to sit down in the chair. "I see this when I am with you..."He said his voice full of love. "I will never tire of your expressions...of the sounds you make that tell me that you are mine and I am yours." He breathed raggedly his hands still tugging at his erection before sighing. He whispered a spell and the cock-ring disappeared. "Finish him Darius...till he sees stars..." Chris watched Darius's eyes roll back in his head as he thrust once more so hard that the glass cracked beneath them, Dante let out a shout his arms trembling as come squirted the mirror below him. Blue eyes widened as he reached his own crescendo stiffening with his hand wrapped tightly around his erection. "Yesssss..." Chris growled spilling himself all over his hand.
"Master..." A breathless Darius whispered as he slid up beside Dante and stole a kiss at the same time wrapping his arms loosely around his lover's waist.
"Brilliant Chris." Dante said as he came up for air only to realize he still couldn't see his lover. Chris smirked and flicked his wrist, watching with amusement as the teal eyes searched for him before widening when they found him sprawled out in the chair. His lips twitched as he saw the hungry look his lover was giving him, he knew that he was still exposed though soft by now, he also knew that he had come all over his naked form as well as exactly how it turned his lover on. Dante slid out from Darius's arms before slinking over to Chris and falling to his knees.
"Hungry love?" Chris whispered softly as a pink tongue slipped out from behind parched lips and tasted him.
"Ravenous darling." Dante hissed before returning from his task, Darius whimpered from where he sat wide eyed.
"You know my love I just realized how unfair I've been to you..." Chris murmured, twitching in both annoyance and arousal when thick leather straps appeared seemingly out of no where pinning his arms to the arm rests of the chair. Dante quirked an eye-brow before plunging his tongue into Chris's navel causing them both to moan.
"Oh?" Dante said pulling only an inch away and licking a bit of come from the corner of his lip. "How's that?" He whispered before returning to his 'snack.'
"I got to watch you get fucked...ah!" His eyes widened as a warm mouth trailed along his very interested cock Dante smiled and hummed sending delicious vibrations along his sensitive skin. Chris tried to glare but it was hard to do anything but whimper when the lips began trailing lower. The torture continued for a few moments until Chris realized that he was a wizard and magicked the offending straps off of his wrists. Chris snarled and grasped Dante's hair yanking his lover's head up to his effectively draping the man over his lap. He tried to speak again but was cut off by a ferocious kiss.
"Merlin you know how to turn me on!" Dante hissed before returning to the kiss, Chris tugged harder on the silken strands and Dante moaned pulling away slightly. "I get it love..." He said before trailing kisses along Chris's strong jaw. "You want me to watch you fuck Darius...Excellent..." He purred rubbing himself sensuously the hard body below him drawing out another moan. Slowly he pulled away from the hands that still held his hair. "Darius!" He called harshly making the man who had till then been watching them intently sit up a little straighter and clear his dry mouth.
"Yes master?" Darius called looking at the back of his master's head since the man's eyes were fixed on Chris's.
"Straddle him." Dante said as he stood.
"Yes sir!" Darius called out excitedly as he scrambled off the bed only to stop when a open palmed hand rose.
"You know...You're right Chris, you have been unfair..." He motioned for Darius to step forward. "Straddle him...but don't let him fuck you just yet..." Darius whimpered slightly but did as he was told sliding his knees into the space between Chris's thigh's and the arms of the chair bracing himself with his hands on Chris's shoulders. Chris flinched when he felt his wrists bound once more to the arm rests, this time he couldn't magic them away he glared at his smirking lover. Dante flicked his wrist and a long paddle appeared in his hand, he watched Chris's eyes widen. "Darius present your-self." Darius automatically lifted his bum and arched his back which effectively aligned his cock with the one below his.
"Oh...master..." Darius said adoringly as he realized what was going to happen and moved so that his face was pressed against Chris's chest and his arms were wrapped around his torso, his knees slid further apart to accommodate his positioning. Whack! Darius cried out and lurched forward as the hard wood made contact with his bare skin the movement causing his erection to slide against Chris's.
"Count aloud pet." Dante ordered trailing a cool finger over the forming welt, Darius shivered moving ever closer to Chris.
"One" He said softly and another loud thwack! Was heard.
"Ah..." Chris moaned softly.
"...Two." Darius gasped out arching his back in pained arousal. He heard the next hit coming and braced himself.
"Good..."He heard as the wood hit him with bighting force.
"Three..." He moaned out, the hit's stopped for a moment and Darius felt himself tensing.
"Pleasure him pet..." Dante warned before surprising him with a harsh blow.
"FOUR!" he yelped loudly as he moved his head and captured one of Chris's nipples in his mouth.
"Dante!" Chris warned thrusting wildly against Darius.
"Only one more love." Dante said smiling before bringing the paddle down one more time.
"Five!" Darius hissed out biting down on Chris's nipple and making the man yowl. Dante stared at his lover's for a moment taking in their flushed faces and glazed eyes. The paddle disappeared from his grip and he fell to his knees behind Darius.
"You've been a good pet my love." He said softly as he gently caressed the red skin on the man's abused bum. "You can relax now..." He watched the body melt against Chris despite his erection and smiled at the blue eyed man above him before twirling a finger in the air so that a bottle of liquid appeared in his hand. Chris's eyes widened when he saw the bottle.
"You are pure evil." He said groaning while Dante poured some of it onto his hands and began massaging the raw backside.
"Flattery will get you on where." Dante replied before sliding a finger into Darius's hole.
"Master..." Darius heard as he slid his finger in as far as he could go before sliding it back out and pouring more of the oil onto his hand.
"I'm wondering just who it is that you are punishing my love..." Chris said, noting the slightly erratic breathing and flushed face of his lover. Dante smirked before sliding another finger in and slowly scissoring in and out.
"Master wha...?" Darius whispered as the drug began taking effect. Dante smiled widely as he stabbed a third finger into the twitching hole. He flicked his other wrist and Darius and Chris found cock-rings around their erections, a fourth finger entered him and he could no longer bring himself to care. Chris however growled, Dante grinned as he pulled his fingers out and flicked his wrist again watching Darius's confused expression when his wrists were bound together behind Chris.
"Evil little-" Chris tried but was cut off when Dante shifted Darius and forced him down onto Chris's cock.
"What's that my dear? You want me to keep him still? Very well!" He chirped cheerfully as he held Darius's hips still and began Peppering kisses across the man's lower back. Darius's breathing sped up and he tried to rock back onto the cock but mewled when he found himself unable to move. Tears began to gather at the corners of his eyes as his oversensitive skin was grazed over by the soft lips.
"Fuck! If you don't let him move right now I swear-!" He was cut off when Dante's hands moved from Darius's hips and the man thrust hard.
"Ahhh!" Darius called out in his drug induced state, Chris found himself returning the thrusts wildly and pulling against the Leather bindings. Dante watched his eyes glazed over before reaching around and gripping Darius's erection letting the oils from before serve as lube.
"ah...yesss...more....haa..." Chris whispered as the tight heat sucked him in repeatedly, he felt his climax approaching and tensed readying himself only to cry out in pain when it was denied him. Darius too found himself denied completion and whimpered, Dante released his erection and held the hips still. He slid up onto the chair behind Darius and maneuvered his legs so that they were wrapped around Chris's lower back.
"Pet?" He whispered softly, the delirious lust driven man only whimpered.
"Dante?" The strangled sound came form Chris who was looking at him incredulously. Dante smiled before trailing his hands through Darius's messed hair, Chris let out a frustrated growl and tried to thrust his hips.
"Do you know what our pet's greatest desire is?" Dante whispered soothingly, Darius stilled his writhing and shivered groaning deeply, Chris watched them through hooded eyes.
"no, what is it?" Chris croaked out leaning his head back so that Dante could see his bulging veins and strained neck muscles.
"To be taken..." Darius groaned loudly. "...by both of us..." Chris's head shot up his eyes wide in amazement.
"But I thought you said you don't top." Chris whispered amazed. Dante smiled softly and pressed a tender kiss to Darius's soft skin.
"For you two, I would die." He whispered before lifting Darius, aliening his cock with Chris's and sliding Darius down all the way. Dante and Chris wore looks of amazement as a scream of absolute pleasure ripped from Darius's throat. Dante willed Chris and Darius's leather bindings away allowing Chris to grasp Darius's waist above Dante's hands. Darius let his head fall backwards and onto Dante's shoulder while his own hands gripped Chris's shoulders digging his sharp nails into the skin and drawing blood. Dante shakily lifted a hand as he felt his climax tighten in his stomach and waved the cock-rings away. For a moment all seemed silent to Dante's pleasure filled mind he lost himself to the wonderful feeling of being loved just as stars began appearing at the corned of his eyes. Darius who would have screamed loud enough to shake the earth if he could have found his vocal cords unable to handle the pleasure that ripped through him and screamed silently instead. Chris knew that he was probably bruising his lover's hips; he failed to notice though that his fingers had somehow entwined with Dante's but he at least felt the rush of magic just before white rendered him blind. In an instant the three found themselves in the highest euphoria wallowing in nirvana as their nerve endings fried.
