If Wishes Were Heliopaths

By: SCS

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: A collection of random pairing drabbles, inspired by Kamerreon and excentrykemuse. A drabble a day keeps the Wrackspurts away. You get to choose the pairings and the themes!

Rules: Review with a pairing and theme you would like to see. Every 50th review i.e. 150th, 200th etc. review will get a one-shot. It doesn't matter which story of mine you reach 50 on! Everyone else who reviews with a pairing and theme will get a drabble. Each drabble/one-shot will have a song that I wrote to and best compliments it. Recommend songs too! This is your chance to see want you want. You can even ask for a glimpse into the future of my other stories. It's all in your hands now.

Drabble 21: Duality

NightFairy79 wants Blaise/Harry

Theme (More like conditions for this story): Dominant, domineering, possessive, Creature! Blaise. Submissive, non-creature, Mate! Harry. Blaise comes into a creature inheritance before his and Harry's final year at Hogwart's, identifies Harry as his mate on Platform 9 and 3/4's, and immediately collects his mate.

Song: Get Confused ~ Ficherspooner

All it took was one sniff. People talk about love at first glance. This was love at first smell. Well, not love, but something close. Blaise's human conscious was shoved aside by his beast with a growl. Focus. Mate. The beast rumbled deep within the tall bulky boy. Blaise found he was like a visitor in his own body. He watched through his honey colored eyes as his beast ravished the smaller boy.

Harry James Potter. He wasn't as small as he first began, but he wasn't anywhere close to Blaise's six foot five frame. Potter was a respectable five foot ten at most. Currently, Blaise – or rather his beast – had the boy wonder lifted off of the ground and pinned to the train wall. Blaise's body was busying leaving claiming marks all over the offered neck. The sweetest sounds escaped kiss swollen lips. His beast frantically rid them both of clothes. Without any type of preparation, the beast snapped Blaise's hips up and into the vice-like depth of Harry. Harry screamed in pain and clawed at Blaise. The dark skin became stained with blood. Hurt mate? The beast whined in confusion. Mate hurt. Do something. Mate hurt! Blaise swam back to the forefront of his mind and shushed Harry. He continued to move his hips and lift Harry up and down, desperately seeking for that one spot. At the pleasured crazed cry of Harry, Blaise knew he found it. The sound drew his beast back out and again Blaise found himself shoved away. He growled in frustration at the beast. He's my mate too.

Blaise got the impression his beast just shorted at him before returning to lave attention on Harry. The poor boy was reduced to just blabbering incoherently through the pleasure. "Blaise!" Harry wailed his name as he came. Blaise smirked smugly at his beast as it backed down – pride wounded. The chocolate skin male cradled his precious cargo in his arms. Next time, mine. The beast rumbled with dissatisfaction.

Well, Blaise decided. If he was just sharing Harry with his beast, it would be alright. After all, his beast was just an extension of him that had allowed him to smell Harry.

Author's Note:

Sorry for being late with this one. Hope you all like it!

Without wax,

SCS