I don't kill Dobby but that's because I love him too much lol.
I have been writing a story about
Forge
That if you would like
I will send you
The link.
Keep in mind there are twists and at time you will
Hate me.
But yea, and you're going to get one hell of a
DRARRY treat in here!
Poor Bill . . .
Rating: R
Warnings: Course language, anal, Male/Male, and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, Spoilers to Harry Potter books and movies, Drug use, BDSM, incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol, character death and possibly more later.
Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Ron/Hermione, Mike/Ginny, Draco/Astoria, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Charlie/Anasks, Noah/Dennis, Phoenix/Alexis, Danny/George, Bill/Fleur, Arthur/Molly, Alex/Colin, Fred/Alex and possibly more later.
. . . Story Begins. . .
"You really don't mind mum?" an Irish accent rang off the walls.
"No Seamus I don't mind. You're going to be seventeen and if you want your boyfriend over then alright. At least you can't get him pregnant."
"MOM!" Blue eyes widened and the witch chuckled.
"Alright, when is he supposed to be here?"
"I'm to pick him up any minute now really, by flu though." She nodded and kissed her son's forehead.
"Alright, be quick, I wanna meet the little guy." He blushed and turned heading to the fireplace, smiling at his dad before disappearing in green flames.
"I will never get used to watching my family burn in green fire, never." Mrs. Finnigan laughed and hugged her husband, excitement in her eyes.
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Colin jumped when the fire place erupted. "Ready lil one?" The blonde grinned and smiled nodding. Quickly he hugged his mother and grandmother before carefully listening to the address Seamus spoke. Once he was gone, Colin stepped in and repeated it, nervousness running through his veins.
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Seamus stepped out and nodded to his parents before turning to look at the fireplace, fidgeting nervously. Green flames lit up the room and a small blonde boy stepped out, coughing. The brunette laughed at him.
"Inhale a bit of soot did you?" He patted the others back and grabbed the waiting glass off the table. "Happened my first time too." Colin took the water and sighed, quietly thanking him. Seamus turned to his parents and opened his mouth to speak. He smiled and looked behind him at the boy hiding there. He chuckled and stepped aside, Colin following.
"Mum, dad, this-" He reached behind him and pulled the nervous boy in front. "-Is Colin." The blonde blushed and gave a small smile, stepping back slightly so he was pressed against the taller boy.
"Hello Colin I'm Tomas Finnigan, you can call me Tom." He outstretched his hand and the small boy grasped his, shaking nervously.
"And I'm Bridget." He smiled and shook her hand as well. "Why don't you two head upstairs and we'll call you when supper's ready."
"Alright mum, come on Cols." He steered the younger lad around the corner, up the stairs and into a normal sized bedroom. There was a desk by the window, a dresser to the right of it, a closet door to the left. On the right hand side of the inner wall was the bed, a trunk on the left. Between the bed and dresser was a cabinet with a decent sized T.V. on it.
Colin fidgeted beside the other unsure of what to do. Seamus smiled and grabbed his hand, pulling him to the bed. He sat against the wall with the other between his legs, back against his chest.
"Missed you" The brunette laid a few kisses along the other's neck, listening to the sighs and feeling the small boy relax in his arms.
"Missed you too Shay." A light nibble caused his eyes to slide closed and he tilted his head to the side. "I missed this."
"As did I lil one." He slid his hand down to draw invisible patterns on the thin thighs, continuing to move his mouth along the other's neck.
"Mmm, this feels good." A content sigh left the plump lips and a blonde head tipped back, hands sliding up and down Seamus' upper legs. A soft moan was muffled by the slim neck, both of their breathing beginning to pick up. Colin sat up on his knees and turned around to face the other boy.
"Kiss me?" He whispered, a hair away from the other's lips causing them to brush with each word.
"My pleasure." The Irish man leaned in and captured the lips, rising to his own knees, hands on the other's lower back. Colin groaned and ran his hands down the other's chest, lightly rubbing the bulge trapped behind denim. "Fuck yes." Their breathing began to become laboured and Seamus gave a light squeeze to the arse under his hands, a quiet gasp leaving the other.
He pulled their lower halves closer together and grinded them against one another, hissing at the sensation. A knock on his door caused him to groan and pull back, eyes still dazed, the blonde panting and sitting as well.
"Yeah?" The door opened a crack and his mother spoke up.
"Supper's in five boys."
"Ok, thanks mum." The door closed and Colin pounced on the other, reattaching their mouths, his hands sliding down the other to grasp his clothed erection. "Uh! C-Colin, we h-have to go down stairs." He groaned and subconsciously thrusted up against the smaller. "W-we can fuck when we're d-done. Promise" The smaller crawled off the other and looked down.
"Uh Shay? It's noticeable isn't it?" The brunette smirked and stood up, walking stiffly to his closet before pulling out two sweaters, walking up to the smaller.
"Arms out." The brunette whispered against Colin's ear. The young boy moaned and lifted his arms from his sides. Seamus put the sweater on the younger and zipped it up smirking. "Can't wait till I get to unzip it too." Lightly he attached their lips before pulling back and pulling his own sweater on, zipping it up as well.
They grabbed each other's hands and headed down the stairs and to the dinner table, Colin redder than his house colour.
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The door creaked open and Bill's eyes shot open. He could make out a silhouette in the doorway and watched carefully. The figure walked into the room stiffening every time the floor creaked and sat down on Draco's bed.
Bill watched as the figure, most likely Harry, began moving strands from the sleeping boy's face. He watched the young man lean down hesitantly and place a kiss to the others forehead.
"Potter?" It was so quiet Bill had to strain his ears to hear. "What are you doing here? Go back to bed you twat." Harry leaned down again but this time was met halfway by the other, lips lightly pressing together.
A red brow rose as the two heads moved to different angles, their kiss deepening. One of them let out a throaty moan only to be shushed by the other. Harry pushed the other flat against the bed his body following and mouth dropping to what Bill could only assume was the other's neck.
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Draco bit his lip trying to hold the moan in as Harry lightly nibbled on his neck, hands pushing the blanket down. The blonde closed his eyes, breathing picking up when a tanned hand ran down his bare chest. He didn't throw on a shirt at bed time feeling rather warm, now he was boiling.
Slim hips lifted as his boxers were pulled down and dropped to the floor.
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Bill's eyes widened but his voice caught. Quickly he squeezed his eyes shut and let out a quiet shaky breath. If he told them to stop who knows what would happen. Why the hell was Harry down here in the first place? He reopened his eyes and froze.
He watched pale arms, practically glowing in the dim light run along the shorter's back, hooking the thumbs into the other's bottoms and pull them down.
The two locked lips again, Harry lowering his body, pushing it flush against the other, lightly rocking his hips. Bill heard the other pant and closed his eyes again, pretending that no one was over there, it was just Draco asleep.
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"Why are you down here?" The blonde whispered arching when the other grasped his throbbing member.
"Bad dream couldn't sleep."
"So you decide to molest me in the middle of the night?" It came out as hiss and the Gryffindor chuckled, slowly stroking the other.
"No, at first I was just gonna kiss your forehead and leave, but you woke up." He squeezed the head eliciting a strangled moan from the other.
"Potter, don't you dare even think about it!" Harry smirked at the slightly panicked voice before fishing something out of his PJ bottoms and squirting it on his hand. "Harry no." It was deep and filled to the brim with fright.
"I won't hurt you Dray, relax." He slipped a finger into the other watching his jaw tighten, grey eyes narrowed.
"Potter." The other ignored his and began moving his finger paying attention to the sounds leaving the other. The blonde's breathing had picked up and his eyes were wide, hands clenching the other's shoulders tight. He hissed as the second was added and squeezed his eyes shut.
Harry started a slow rhythm before spreading his fingers, the other groaning in protest. He curled his fingers and tapped. The blonde's back arched and his mouth dropped in a silent scream.
"That was quick." The younger boy whispered, adding a third. He continued to stretch the other making sure to hit his prostate every once and a while. He retracted his fingers and squirted a large amount of lube onto his member, spreading the thick gel evenly before positioning himself.
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Bill opened his eyes and regretted it immediately. He watched as Harry pushed his hips forwards, a pained grunt leaving the other. The brunette stopped and rearranged himself slightly before Bill saw the pale legs being tossed over the tanned shoulders, a gasp coming from one of them.
Harry pushed forwards, hands on the other's milky white hips and panted.
"How much further potter?" It was quiet and slightly pained.
"U-uhm, I dunno, maybe an inch." The other nodded.
"Just do it then." Bill's eyes widened as he watched the boy wonder thrust forwards, head thrown back and a gasp leaving his mouth.
"Fuck that's tight."
"Ow, Potter stop wiggling dammit!" Bill snapped his eyes shut holding his breath. Maybe he should have stopped them.
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Harry dropped his head to the other's shoulder, body shaking with the effort. "You know Dray? This is kind of a turn on don't you think?"
"What are you talking about Potter? Ok, move." Harry grunted and pulled out, slowly pushing back in.
"Doing this in front of someone. Not to mention the idea of being caught of course." The blonde moaned and nodded.
"Left."
"What?" Draco rolled his eyes at the other. "Oh! Left got it." Harry moved his body to the left, angling his member so it would hit the blondes left as well. "You ready? This is your first time bottoming right?"
"Potter I'm not glass you won't break me and yes it is. Now move!" The brunette gripped the hips harder and thrusted forwards, ramming into the taller boy's prostate. The blonde's mouth fell open and he gasped, arching up off the bed, his head tossed back. "Fuck yes Harry."
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Bill sighed and opened his eyes, he just felt so damn compelled to watch. He raised his brow as the other gasped and arched off the bed cursing a little louder than he was talking. Harry set a brisk pace, groaning and panting with every thrust, head in the crook of the other's neck.
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"Faster! Fuck go faster, Ah! Yes! Like that ohhh fuckkk, harder! Ah, Ah, Ah, yes Harry, yes, more, more!" The brunette sped up going almost full speed, hitting the blonde's bundle of nerves every time, both beginning to sweat.
"Oh fuck Draco, no wonder you like topping, ah hell this is amazing." The blonde groaned in response thrusting down on the other, eyes squeezing shut. He felt a burn in his stomach and Harry blindly reached between them moaning and panting in his ear.
"Oh fuck!" Draco's back arched when the brunette grasped his member, pumping it in time with their thrusts. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," With each word the blonde arched higher of the bed, his orgasm building quickly, eyes screwed shut.
Harry leaned down and pressed his lips to the other's ear, whispering in it. "Come for me love." The blondes back archedto it's breaking point and Bill shot up from the bed covering the other's mouth just as he let out a howl. The brunettes eyes widened and locked with Bill's, Draco clenching down around him.
Quickly the redhead covered Harry's mouth as well and he groaned out his completion, body convulsing atop the others, eyes still locked with blue ones. Slowly the hands left their mouths and the lay there, frozen and panting. The Weasley stood up and flushed turning and crawling back onto his bed.
"You may wanna head back upstairs before my mum comes to check on you guys." Green eyes closed a flush spreading across his face.
"How long?" It was barely audible but Bill caught it.
"Since the door creaked open." Harry groaned and pulled out of the other, hearing the slight hiss. He leaned back and helped the exhausted blonde put on his boxers before standing and pulling his own bottoms on, placing the lube back in his pocket.
"Night love." He whispered, receiving a tired grunt in response. The brunette leaned down and lightly kissed the other's forehead before turning to the other occupant. "I'm really sor-"
"Don't, your sixteen with hormones, I just wish you could have found a better time and place. Go upstairs before you get caught. I'll talk to mum about you two getting your own room to share for the next while. Or at least get you out of my room." Harry flushed and left, taking the stairs two at a time.
He lay down on the orange sheets and starred at the orange ceiling. He fucked Draco. It was amazing and incredible. He still couldn't believe the blonde let him.
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You soooo love me :D