AN: this chapter is kind of important because Grindelwald makes a very brief "appearance" xd althought the main pairing is still Gradence of course. Thank you all for your nice reviews and follos and favs, it makes me so happy to see that other people can enjoy my story too! I really apreciate it, so I decided to update sooner than planned to thank you!

Chapter 10

The next day Graves woke up to find his boy miraculously clean for once, but with a throbbing hard on pressing against his thighs. He carefully uncovered him and pulled down his pants to free his cock, taking it slowly in his mouth. The boy was fast asleep but started moaning beautifully when he felt Percival's hot lips on his skin, and when the man swallowed it fully, he woke up abruptly.

"Mr Graves…!" He was about to ask him to stop, but he was sucking him so good that all he could do was moan louder.

With just a couple of strokes he came all over his tongue, filling his mouth with his release. He watched him gulping it down and threw himself at him, kissing his mouth fiercely.

"I love having breakfast in bed…" whispered Percival in his ear.

Credence blushed hard and chuckled.

"You are so naughty, Mr Graves...But that felt too good…"

They would have ended naked again, loving each other if Credence's stomach hadn't growled in hunger at that moment. Graves pulled him out of bed and after dressing took him to the dining room to have a proper breakfast together.

• • • • •

The day went on smoothly for both of them, Credence was cheerful and relaxed, he mastered two new spells that same morning and practiced all the ones he already knew. They also went over magical history and law and took a break for lunch at midday. Later, Percival took him to the rooftop again to practice some more flying. He loved watching him exceeding at everything he attempted to do, he was like a real son of his, perfect in every way. When the boy left the broom at last he couldn't stop himself from kissing him hungrily, apparating them both to the room, where he smelled his body all over again, only getting him naked when he wanted to suck him off. Credence had no saying in any part of the whole process, but he had no complaints either, he loved the way he ordered him around and pushed him onto the bed. Mr Graves was his father now, and Credence was a very good boy for him.

Percival got him on top of his face again, swallowing his cock while the boy thrusted into him senselessly, and the man had his hands on his beautiful ass, where he could slap him hard and finger him gently. Even if he couldn't fuck him yet, the sex was proving to be incredible anyway. Once Credence released his come down his throat, he could shove him off and make him kneel between his legs to use his mouth to please himself. The boy was so obedient, so willing and docile, he was the perfect pet in bed. He looked at him in the eyes while he moved his head up and down his cock, sucking hard and licking it with his naughty tongue. He gagged a few times and choked on him inevitably, but smiled when Percival held him by the hair just inches from the tip of his cock while he mastubated to bathe him in his cum. He was the loveliest of pets, and looked even prettier when covered in his white sperm.

"Such beautiful face… my sweet Credence...You are a miracle, I still can't believe I found you…" He held his chin up to stare at him, wanting to tell him what a perfect whore he was, but he wouldn't understand as innocent as he was.

"And I still can't believe you took me in, I feel like in a dream all the time…" whispered Credence licking at the come that stained his lips.

"Even now, all dirty and covered in cum?" Asked Percival arching an eyebrow.

"This is my favourite kind of dream, Mr Graves… I fear the moment when I wake up to discover that I've ruined the beautiful pajamas you bought me…" He smiled shyly, blushing.

Graves decided to clean his face at last, and taking him by the hand, went together to the bathroom, where the tub awaited them. He realised that he was using the tub too often now that he had someone to share his baths with.

"Didn't you dream about sex before, Credence?" Asked Graves, comfortably sitting in the steps, with the boy on his lap, while he massaged his neck and head.

"No… I didn't know what it was, I never knew what two people could do together… I knew about kisses though, I saw a man kissing his wife in a park once, it shocked me but dreamt about it sometimes, and I discovered I liked imagining me kissing other men. I imagined kissing you when we met, you are so handsome, Mr Graves…"

Credence turned to caress his lips with soft kisses, secretly loving him.

"You flatter me, Credence, but you are the most handsome of us, my darling...I never imagined you would look so beautiful being naked in my arms…"

He opened his mouth to kiss him hard, licking on his tongue in earnest, drinking from his mouth, and Credence whined in pleasure, hiding his pain at noticing that Mr Graves hadn't liked him from the first moment they met. But he couldn't blame him, when he knew he must have looked horrible, with his ill fitting clothes, too small and too ragged, his way of slouching in corners and always looking down, he could only have felt sorry for him, not desire or love of any kind.

How stupid of him to think that such a man could ever come to love him in any way, he should be glad that he showed the least interest in him and treasure every second in his arms while it lasted.

He felt his tears rolling down his cheeks again and turned away from him to splash his face with water so he wouldn't know he was crying for nothing.

But Percival knew he was crying for him, he could read him like an open book. He said nothing about it and just held him on his lap again, massaging his shoulders and back softly underwater.

That night they tucked silently in bed, sharing a sad embrace, Credence forced himself not to cry, and Percival let his mind go blank, not wanting to think about it. Tomorrow would be another day.

• • • • •

The next day Credence awoke with a mess in his groin again, he had been dreaming about Mr Graves of course, it was the only thing he dreamt about lately, he dreamt he was his pet, and Mr Graves took him to the park for a walk, and other wizards congratulated him for such an obedient pet. Credence loved being good for him, and his master prized him with two fingers inside his ass, and everyone watched him come. He awoke feeling so ashamed of himself that he just slipped carefully out of bed with his wand in hand to clean his pants in the bathroom without disturbing Mr Graves.

When he returned to the bed, the man was still fast asleep, the sun was barely starting to rise, and his chest moved slowly up and down with his breathing. Credence laid next to him, watching in awe every detail of his face and chest, with trembling fingers he brushed a strand of hair that fell over his eyes, and delicately bent over the side of his head to smell him, pressing the tip of his nose slightly to his grey and black hair.

"I love you…" He whispered without voice, brushing his lips with his skin before diving in to kiss his mouth softly, awakening him.

"Good morning, Mr Graves…" He said between kisses, caressing his rough jaw with devotion.

"Good morning, Credence." He kissed him back, sitting on the bed and bringing Credence into a loose hug. "I love waking up to you every morning, sweetheart...I think we can move all your things to my room already, you'll never go back to the guests room for as long as you live here." He wanted to go back to the kissing but Credence was beaming with such a smile that he couldn't get his lips to kiss properly, so he desisted.

They got dressed and went to have breakfast together as every day, Percival read the New York Ghost and gave Credence the sports and advertising sections where he could read less and enjoy the moving pictures much more. Before going back to the library, they did as Percival suggested in bed and gathered all of Credence's clothes to take them to the main room, to a part of the huge closet where the man gave him some space.

"I know you didn't have many things, but… I wanted to ask if there was something you wanted to retrieve from the chapel where you lived, Credence, maybe something you wanted to keep." Asked Percival cautiously once they finished with the clothes.

Credence's smile vanished and he looked away, visibly ashamed at having to answer.

"I didn't have anything, Ma didn't allow us to have stuff of our own…" He was not exactly lying, but he only had had some broken toys and small objects that he hid under his bed.

Graves eyed him, the boy looked more embarrassed than sad about it, he held his neck in a tender gesture.

"Then we're gonna have to buy you some, don't you think?"

Credence opened his mouth ready to say that he didn't need anything, but Percival put a finger on his lips and shushed him

"We talked about it, Credence, you're not going to stop me from buying you things, I'm on my right to provide them and you will accept them."

He kissed his lips to make him forget the shame, and holding his hips with strong hands slipped his hands over his perfect ass, slapping him playfully.

"Now, let's go back to your lessons, darling."

They headed to the library, but instead of practicing spells, Graves gave Credence a book on transfiguration theory.

"I want you to read the first part of the book, it's very important for you to grasp a firm theory of this subject before beginning the practical part, so you'll hand me an essay when you're finished with the introduction, okay? I need to handle some work related matters this morning, so I'll leave you to it. If you have doubts you can write them down and we'll discuss 'em when I'm back."

On the desk appeared ink and parchment as always and Credence nodded, clearly saddened about not having him around for the lesson. Graves dropped a kiss on his forehead before leaving the room.

• • • • •

He had been avoiding this matter for some days now, and he needed to clear his mind for good. Going back to his room he went to the changing corner, stopping in front of his big ornamented mirror. Taking his hand up he brushed his fingers over his only ring, a beautiful band of silver with a purple triangular stone at the top, flat except for the delicate silver drawing of the deathly hallows. He rubbed it until feeling the metal heat with the friction and extending his hand towards the mirror, he touched it's surface with the stone, making the glass dissolve into darkness.

He waited there, fumbling with the ring on his middle finger, keeping it as hot as he could, until a figure appeared in the dark surface of the mirror. The figure was not his reflection, it was that of a blond man, tall and slender and fair, and Graves felt his own expression softening at the sight of him.

"What is it now, Percival?" Asked the man with a scowl, looking at him with his different coloured eyes.

"It's the boy…" Began Graves, hating himself at hearing his own voice changing into a plea, he was not himself in front of Grindelwald. "I don't know what to do with him...He's already in love with me."

Grindelwald's frown turned into a pleased grin.

"Well, congratulations, then...I must admit that was fast, enjoy him! But be a good lover, we need him on our side, remember."

"That's not what I meant." Pressed Graves. "I don't know how to reciprocate to him…"

The blond man shot him a surprised look.

"Dear Merlin, Percival, I knew you were old but never thought you would be having performing issues yet...You need to take better care of your staff…" He chuckled with a malicious grin.

"I do not have performing issues!" Blurted out Graves, exasperated.

"Then what is your sodding problem, Percival? He loves you, you fuck him, he's happy, you get a new whore, I get a new disciple and we all win!" Grindelwald lost his temper too.

"He is not a whore." Graves punctuated, trying to calm himself to explain his problem more clearly. "He is so young, Gellert, he's never loved anyone before...He's a virgin, for Merlin's sake! I know I said I could bring him to you, but I'm not so sure of myself anymore…"

He brushed his hair back in frustration.

"I understand your tribulations, Percival, but you don't need to lie to him, you can always be ambiguous and keep him on edge, a bit of waiting will leave him desperate. I'm sure you'll get to love him eventually if he's as beautiful and smart as you say...Just enjoy the game, if he's a virgin you'll be able to teach him what we like, how to be a good boy, I'm sure he'll be dying to please you." Grindelwald came a step closer to the mirror, talking softly and seductively, and Percival felt drawn to him like fireflies to the light, he pressed his hand to the black cold surface, longingly.

"I miss you, Gellert…" He whispered.

"And you'll have me with you soon, Percival, my loyal dog...You're serving me extraordinarily in new York, but you need to focus on the matter at hand for now, give your love to the boy, make him happy, teach him, and when he's ready bring him to me…"

Graves winced at hearing him call him dog, feeling his cock twitching from desire, he needed him more than he remembered.

"Yes, my lord." He bowed to him and watched his image dissolve into darkness again, then the mirror showed his true reflection as always. He looked at his broken self, longing for a man that didn't love him back, and hated himself for having to do it to Credence too. With a slap to his own face he changed his expression to his normal one, knowing that he had no choice but to do what he was told, Grindelwald's wishes were orders to him, and if he ordered him to love Credence, that was exactly what he would do.

• • • • •

Back at the library he waited for Credence to finish the essay, then he answered his questions about transfiguration theory and demonstrated for him some examples of simple object changing into other things.

"I know this will prove difficult at first, but I want you to try something a bit more advanced to make a show of your power during the party, I want everyone to know what kind of wizard you are, one that they'll fear and respect." Percival caressed his cheek, his eyes full of pride, for that was the mission Gellert had bestowed on him, to create a powerful disciple for the greater good. Feeling the boy's skin burning under his touch he leaned down and kissed his temple softly.

He taught him some very basic spells and left him to practice the transfiguration of a needle into a grass strand while he read the essay. When the boy managed a perfect texture and color, Graves congratulated him with a chaste peck on the lips and challenged him to turn a teaspoon into a twig. This time it took him a bit longer, but Percival poured his full attention on him, instructing him as a perfect teacher. When he managed the transfiguration correctly, he granted him a delicious kiss, allowing him to linger on his lips, drinking desperately from his mouth, but stopping him before he got a hard on that made him lose focus.

"Now, if you master this next step, we can go back to bed to continue the lesson there…" He whispered gingerly on his ear, knowing that Credence couldn't have had better motivations to study in all his life at the no-maj school. They kept at it the whole day, stopping for lunch at midday and resuming the training right after.

And the moment Credence finally turned the transfigurations book into a soft pillow that didn't explode into pages when leaning into it, Mr Graves congratulated him with more hungry kisses, leading him out of the library and into their dark room, where the city lights glowed dimly in the distance. There Credence pushed Mr Graves to the bed, sitting on his hips to unbutton his shirt as fast as he could, longing for the smell of his raw skin.

"How eager, Credence, anyone would think that I starve you…" He complained with a low chuckle, impressed at his boldness.

"Oh, but you do, Mr Graves, if it depended on me I'd have you for breakfast, lunch and dinner." With an intense stare he unbuckled his belt, pulling his pants and underwear down in a single tug, sliding between his legs to pour delicious kisses over his cock.

"Sweet fuck, you're beautiful…" Percival entangled his fingers in his soft black hair, pushing Grindelwald's thought aside for the first time in the whole day, feeling a heavy weight releasing his heart, it felt nice to be loved so much, it felt right. Maybe he could get to truly love him after so many years of cold beds and empty love affairs. He watched him devotedly licking at the head of his cock, and his beautiful dark eyes glistened in the dark with a longing he've never felt before, he felt worshiped by the kind of pure emotion that only a first love could arise, he was Credence's first love. Percival knew he had to be careful with him, he was going to give him all the time he needed to gather his courage to talk about it. In the meanwhile he could teach him about dirty talking.

"You love my cock, don't you, darling?" He teased him, holding his jaw lightly, feeling the size of his cock inside his mouth. Credence nodded blushing, without stopping his head from bobbing up and down it's length. "Good boy, but I want to give you pleasure too, come here."

He made him sit to undress him gently, knowing how much his young dick would be throbbing inside his pants, and making him step out of them he brought him to stand on all fours over himself, introducing him to his very first sixtynine. Credence grasped the mechanics of it pretty fast, and bending over Graves's cock he resumed sucking, gasping just a little when he felt the older man's fingers holding his swelling cock and bringing the tip inside his mouth, forcing his trembling legs apart to get his hips to lower over his face, burying it deeper down his throat.

Credence moaned, wanting to tell him how good it felt inside of him, but instead just sucked harder, trying not to bite his flesh in the distraction of such delicious posture. And Graves on the contrary, sucked him slowly, holding his waist to prevent him from thrusting hard, trying to make him last longer. The sight of his tight hole made him imagine all the dirty things he could do to him to make him come without even touching his cock, but he had to content himself with holding his ass open before his eyes, watching his skin reddening under the pressure of his fingers.

With his thumb he caressed his entrance softly, not daring to push inside without spit, he could have conjured some lubricant as other wizards did, but he prefered the natural fluids of his own body smearing his delicate skin. Anyway, Credence started cumming inside his mouth before he could decide, and with his body going all rigid, the boy stopped sucking him and whimpered beautifully, writhing in pleasure. Graves pushed him to the side, letting him rest, while he pumped himself on the sight of him, and Credence opened his eyes right on time to see him release all his come over his slightly prominent abs, with a frown and a low groan. Credence then brought him on a tight hug, trapping his mouth in a full lip kiss, loving the feeling of his come over his own skin.

"I love how passionate you are, sweetheart, sometimes I wish I could show you to the world, so everyone would know how lucky I am for having you, my baby boy…" Graves held him in his lap, caressing his neck and hair, pressing their naked bodies together, but Credence tensed at his words.

"I don't think I'm ready to show myself naked before strangers, Mr Graves…" He whispered, his smile dropping from his red face at the memory of that strange dream of the park.

"No, I didn't mean it literally, Credence…" Chuckled Percival, stroking his cheeks gently, loving the innocent look in his eyes. "I would never let them know the things I do to you in bed, dear, you are mine, my beautiful and only baby boy…"

"Then...if I'm yours...does that mean that you are mine too?" Asked the boy in his ear, so softly that Percival had to stop breathing to hear him, and he felt his own old heart swelling at the tenderness of the question.

"Yes, Credence, yours only…"

And Credence felt his eyes prickling with tears when they melted back into a kiss, perhaps it was not so crazy to think that he could be loved back.

AN: as always thanks for reading! very soon the next chapter!