Rating: R
Warnings: Course language, Male/Male, Uncomfortable Situations, Sexual Situations, Anal, Physical Abuse, Mental Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Molestation, Auctioning, Oral Sex, Rape, PTSD, MPreg
Parings- DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE: Draco/Colin, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Seamus/Dennis, Dennis/Tony (Tony/Dennis), Charlie/Sebastian (Sebastian/Charlie), Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione
. . . Enjoy . . .
"He's a Veela, sixteen, was in the slave trade, is convinced Charlie is his master and said he makes him tingly and feel weird."
"And he smells good!" Bastian added in smiling brightly. Her eyes widened and she cleared her throat.
"Vell congratulations Charles."
"Charlie." He grumbled out, correcting. She raised her brow.
"It appears 'e 'as decided you are 'is mate."
"WHAT?" He shouted. The smaller flinched but seemed unfazed by the news. Mr. Weasley poked his head in and raised a brow.
"What on earth is going on up here? Most people have celebrations in les private rooms!"
"Zee young boy 'ere 'as chosen Charlie as 'is mate." Mr. Weasley froze and gaped a few times.
"But the age difference-"
"I knew it! My boy's become a pedophile!"
"He is not (I'm not) a pedophile!" The men all yelled but Mrs. Weasley was too set on it and started back down the stairs in tears.
"Are you going to bathe with me mas-"
"PLEASE stop calling me that!" Charlie barked and the smaller shrunk back, turning around, scares and bruises showing. "I'm not going to punish you!" He groaned and Mr. Weasley sighed.
"Maybe he'd bathe with Tony?" Bill suggested.
"Tony?" Fleur blinked.
"His little brother." She made an 'oh' sound and nodded heading down. A few minutes later, Tony and Dennis walked in.
"Sebastian why are you naked on the floor?" His brother asked confused.
"He won't bathe with me."
"What? Why not?"
"Oh not you too!" Charlie actually whined.
"Fine." Tony yanked his shirt off. "But you to realize you'll have to stay in the room or he won't bathe right?"
"Alright fine!" he sat back down and sighed, Dennis sitting on the floor as Tony stripped, blushing and trying not to watch him. the smaller smirked and winked at him before climbing in on the side next to Dennis, Sebastian sitting in the water across from his brother and Charlie next to him on the toilet.
The older blonde bit his lip and smiled, playing with the water, watching the dirt slip off him and disappear as the water automatically cleaned it. Tony was whispering with Dennis, both most likely flirting, fingers laced. Charlie felt a tug on his sleeve and looked down, the smaller giving him a cloth and turning his back to him. This wasn't so bad. He turned as well and wet the material, grabbing the soap and lathering it up. He pressed it to the young teen's back and slowly wiped the dirt away, the smaller shivering.
He pushed a bit harder and a mewl fell from plump lips, shoulders relaxing. Charlie raised his brow and gave a small smile, resting his calloused hands on the thin shoulders and gently rubbing them, more quiet pleased sounds falling. Tony quietly left the tub, drying off and leaving with Dennis, a towel around his waist, snickering at the confused man.
Sebastian stiffened and slowly looked down. The older could see the blush creep down the pale back and yanked his hands away, clearing his throat.
"I'm sorry!"
"It's fine. It happens sometimes." He could remember when he was younger and bill gave him a back massage after pulling a muscle in quidditch. Now that was awkward! The smaller's shoulders shook and he blinked. "I said it was alright!"
"Liar." The smaller whispered.
"Oh? Getting excited over that are you?" The man said in a harsh tone. He reached down and yanked the short boy up by his hair, tossing him to the bed, a sadistic look in his eyes and he walked towards the smaller, a scream filling the room.
"Hey! Stop!" Charlie yanked the fussing boy out of the tub and onto his lap, the younger letting out sobs. The door flew open and Bill blinked. "It's not what it looks like!" Charlie yelled eyes wide.
"I certainly hope not . . ." He blinked as the younger redhead was subconsciously rocking, the petite boy calming. "I'll just tell mom he had another nightmare thing?"
"Yeah." He nodded and sighed. Sebastian sniffed and nuzzled closer to the broad man, gripping his shirt tight.
"Please?" The smaller whispered nodding towards the tub.
"Fine but I'm keeping my boxers on and I'm undressing myself." The smaller started to cry again. "Ok! You can take my shirt off!" Sebastian climbed off him and Charlie sighed, the smaller grasping the bottom of the other's top and pulling it up. He raised his arms and blinked at the brilliant smile on the young boy's face when the material hit the ground. Charlie stood and undid his bottoms, climbing out of them and walking over to the tub, sitting down in his boxers, the smaller crawling in and sitting in front, biting his lip.
"What do you usually do?"
"Wash each other." He shrugged and Charlie shifted.
"Besides that."
"Well usually he didn't wear anything and I'm supposed to-" He leaned down and Charlie yelped, pushing him back up.
"I get it! I don't need a demonstration!" He felt a twitch and closed his eyes. technically Sebastian was over 15 so he was of the legal age to have sex . . . but he was far too young plus he was in his mother's bathtub for Merlin's sake! But heck it didn't matter who it was really. All his brain registered was someone was willing to fucking blow him and he hadn't gotten any in four months! The smaller looked confused and disappointed. His eyes looked down at the older and widened.
"You're really b-"
"Hey! Could you not stare there?" He asked slightly desperate.
"But you're-"
"I know that and don't touch it!" he pushed the smaller's hands away and groaned. This was a terrible idea. He went to get up and the smaller yanked him back down. "What?"
"Don't you want me to take care of it for you mas-"
"No and stop calling me that!" he hissed.
"Y-you really don't want me." He looked away and bit his lip hard, splitting it open. Fuck he was like a baby house elf! Or a demanding baby dragon! Fuck!
"Ok look here's the deal. I'm at my mum's house alright? I can't do anything like that whilst I'm here. When I go back to Romania then I can." It wasn't a lie plus he never included the smaller. Only problem was Sebastian may have been . . . trained . . . a certain way but he was not stupid.
"You're going to leave me behind?" His voice raised and cracked.
"Shh!"
"Don't shush me!" He yelled. His eyes widened and he covered his mouth, whimpering.
"It's alright. When you get mad you lash out, it's a normal reaction." He sighed. "What does he do to reward you?" Charlie asked. The smaller looked up confused.
"To what?"
"When you do something good or you follow orders does he do or say anything?"
"Besides 'that's a good boy?" The older sighed. Hell he didn't even get rewarded. "He lets me lie next to him and lean on him." he said in a small, hopeful voice. Charlie raised his brow.
"No he doesn't" he said with slight amusement. The smaller's shoulders slumped and his entire persona completely changed. "Alright, come here." He tapped his chest and the blonde's head shot up. He slipped over and between the muscled thighs, pressing his back against the older's front, hesitantly reaching out to grab one of the large hands, putting it in it water and playing around with it.
Charlie noticed how the smaller didn't even seem the least bit nervous or upset about the older's erection digging into his back. He stayed relaxed and entertaining himself. The smaller tugged the older's hand to him and laid it across his waist, the older smiling and doing the same with the other so he was hugging him.
The smaller smiled brightly up at him and laid his cheek on the broad chest. The taller's eyes closed and he started to dose off, feeling rather exhausted from the trip and the last hour.
Sebastian looked at him and bit his lip, looking down at his own erection. This was the longest he ever actually had one. He knew that what he had done to his old master was pleasurable for him but what about his own body? Would it hurt like when Master Fitz touched him?
"Master?" He whispered the other letting out a soft grunt. "Does it hurt to touch yourself or only when other people touch you?" The older stiffened and looked at the other.
"No it's not supposed to hurt at all." He blinked. "Why?"
"B-because when it got hard mast . . . Mr. Fitz used to hurt it so it would go away." He mumbled looking ashamed.
"Why are you ashamed?"
"Because I was bad and thought things that I shouldn't so it did that." He pointed down and Charlie looked at the wall ahead of him instead. "And because it did that then it meant I was bad and needed punishment."
"Well that's wrong." He was having an awfully difficult time keeping his temper in check. It was bad enough not getting laid but if he was forbidden to masturbate he'd be so fucking pent up-
"Does it ever hurt you?"
"No." The older stated.
"How should it feel?"
"I'll tell you what. I'll let you get dressed alone in my room and you can see for yourself."
"N-n-no!" He shook his head frantically. "A master never leaves his slave alone unless he has to go away for a while! Then he picks someone else to keep the slave in line whilst he's gone!" Charlie groaned. "I feel weird."
"How so?" he asked with a large sigh.
"It feels . . ." He started to squirm and Charlie's eyes rolled, the slim back rubbing along his member.
"Y-y-you need to stop that!" He grasped the smaller tighter trying to still his movements, subconsciously pushing his hips into him instead. Sebastian gasped and shivered, watching as something slipped out of his member, the water taking it away. Hot breaths hit his neck and he bit his lip, his head automatically moving to give the taller access. Charlie hesitantly pressed soft lips to the smooth skin, a weird sensation running through him.
"Will you let me?"
"Let you what?" he mumbled moving away from the pale neck and cursing at himself.
"Make you feel what I feel?"
"Sure whatever." He sighed and gasped, the smaller pressing tight against him, warmth spreading through the older. He knew damn well that this was the smaller's Veela charm. His eyes closed and his member twitched, starting to ache, tingles running through him, breath ghosting on a part of his neck that was more sensitive than usual. "Fuck." He mumbled and the feeling vanished. "That's what you feel?"
"Yes." The smaller breathed out, arching. He stopped to think. He was in his mother's house with a boy . . . and technically even if fifteen is the legal age, but can't sleep with anyone over nineteen, it wouldn't apply to them. Veela's have their own rule book and from what he could understand is as soon as the Veela was at least sixteen years of age they were legal with their mate. And he was his mate . . . so technically there was nothing illegal about it.
He pressed his lips to the slim neck and gave a small nip, a whimper filling his ears. Hesitantly he slid his hand down the flat stomach and around to the thin thigh, massaging a spot near the younger's perineum, a mewl leaving Sebastian.
The younger wrapped a wet hand in damp red locks and shivered. Slowly the large hand moved over and pushed against the younger's perineum, a loud gasp slipping out.
"Shh you have to be quiet if we are going to do this alright?" The smaller just nodded at him as the older continued to assault the wet neck, cupping the smaller.
"Ah!"
"Shh!" He wrapped his unoccupied hand around the younger's mouth and rolled the petite boy's sac in the other, muffled cries and pants filling the area. He bit his lip and looked down, eyes widening. Considering how small this kid was, he was quite impressive below the belt! He reached up and ran a finger over the leaking head, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger, the younger bucking up into his hand. "Shh alright, alright." He wrapped a calloused hand around the younger's member, smirking as the blue eyes rolled to the back of the blonde's head, back arching and one hell of a moan being silenced.
He loosened his grip and tightened again, the smaller pushing up, panting. Charlie wasn't sure if it was the heat of the tub or not but sweat gathered on the younger's brow and he whimpered. The redhead looked back down and squeezed again, starting a slow movement, the younger withering under his grasp, constant mewls and cries being covered up by the taller's hand. He sped the other one up and watched the petite boy's eyes widen before squeezing shut, bucking up and tossing his head frantically, chest heaving and digging his nails into the taller.
His body stiffened and a yell fell out, the hand barely able to muffle it as the smaller convulsed, his orgasm hitting him hard and exploding out of him and onto his chest and into the water, the older giving a few more tugs until he knew the younger was done.
He moved his hands and snorted at the goofy grin he received, the smaller grinning and breathing heavily, eyes opening and closing.
"Mmm did it hurt?"
"No" He breathed out with a smile. He looked up at the older with a pleading look. "Please be my master?"
"Alright fine, you've convinced me." He mumbled nuzzling the soft neck, a giggle reaching his ears.
"I've never had a nice master before." Sebastian said. Charlie reached down and tilted the blonde's head up, lightly ghosting their lips together.
"You two al . . . most . . ." Bill's eyes widened and he stepped in closing the door. "What did you do?" he hissed trying not to notice the sperm on the pale boy's chest "You can get sent away!"
"He's a Veela and sixteen Bill, I technically can't"
"And that makes it ok?"
"Makes me feel less guilty." He stated.