A/N: This story is rated M for a reason. Here's the reason. Enjoy the smut!

Seconds later, or so it seemed, I woke up to shouting around me. I was laying down in a comfortable bed, but I was feeling sick and horny at the same time. I groaned. I was so frustrated I could fuck that mattress.

Someone came close to my bed, touching my head and neck.

"How are you feeling?" A feminine voice asked. I didn't recognize her face or the blank ceiling above me.

"Horny," I answered honestly. Someone huffed in disdain, but I didn't know who did it.

"Obviously. Anything else? You were under several minutes in the Cruciatus curse," she said, shooting a dark look to someone behind her.

"Sick. My head hurts. It feels like I'll vomit."

She downed a potion onto my mouth and I immediately felt better.

"Where am I?" I tried to sit but she pushed me back to the bed.

"Lay still. You're at the hospital wing. Do you remember what happened?"

"Yes, Sev cursed me because I tried to fuck him."

Her lips twitched in amusement.

"Yes, apparently he thought that three whole minutes under the Cruciatus curse was the only way to stop your advances." She looked at someone behind her again, whom I assumed was Sev. "If you don't stop it, he'll get permanent damage."

"He tried to -"

"Yes, I'm aware! Honestly, Severus, did you really believe you could force an Incubus to celibacy? This is not going to work, this man needs to get laid and he needs to do it before the students arrive!"

A minute of silence followed her words.

"I'll talk to Dumbledore. We'll find a solution."

Pomfrey shook her head as if the solution was right in front of his eyes and he was refusing to see it. I heard the door opening and then closing. I looked at Pomfrey.

"I don't need him. Why don't we fuck?"

She laughed, her cheeks reddening a bit.

"I'm not young enough to survive one round with you, even if you're using this collar."

"I could fuck a wall," I whined, feeling I was in my right to complain like a child without his candies.

"I know." She patted me in the head with sympathy. We will find someone young and strong enough for you. Well, Severus could manage, I guess, but…"

"But he hates me." I sighed. How did I make him hate me so badly? I just wanted to save his life. And fuck his arse. Was this that bad?

Pomfrey forced me to stay at the hospital wing for the rest of the day to make sure I didn't have any lasting effect of the Cruciatus. I had almost made it back to sleep when Snape and Dumbledore returned, with a redhead between them.

I sat up, staring at them confused. Sev's expression was blank and neutral, Dumbledore seemed resigned, the redhead was anxious and staring at me with fear and desire.

"Good evening…?" What was the meaning of this?

"Geralt, my boy, we found someone who volunteered to solve your… problem." He gestured to the redhead and he came a little closer.

"Um… Hi. I'm Charlie Weasley."

"Oh, the dragon tamer." I analyzed his body and he shifted self consciously. "You're hotter than I thought." He had a tanned body and scars and burns all over his skin, which made him look like a bad guy. I liked that stance. Also, despite the well-defined muscles, he had a lean build.

"Did you know I was coming?" He frowned.

"Oh, no, but I know you. I know everyone."

Charlie looked back at Dumbledore as if this was some sort of a joke. The situation was so awkward that I started to laugh.

"What's so funny?" Charlie asked, clearly not amused by my reaction.

"I'm sorry, it's just… This whole situation is ridiculous. You're here because your old teachers asked you to fuck an Incubus, and they're standing there like bodyguards! It's like the bridesmaids bringing you to court me.' I laughed harder with the scene in my mind: Snape and Dumby wearing dresses with flowers in the hair and beard.

Charlie's face finally crinkled in a laugh. Dumbledore and Snape just stood there, not knowing what to say or what to think.

"Oh, God." I wiped out a tear of laughter. If they weren't going to say anything, I would. "So, where are we going? I wouldn't like to have him in the hospital wing."

"Have me? Are you saying… I wasn't expecting…"

"Did you think you would be top?"

He nodded, flushed.

"Well, I'm versatile, I'm sure you're going to have your chance. It's not like I'm going to release you today, anyway."

"I beg your pardon?"

Dumby clasped his hands.

"Shall we? There's a room prepared for you."

They led us to a room at the castle; it was obviously made to make Charlie feel comfortable: it was decorated with red and gold, the bed was large and soft and there was a ridiculous amount of human food at a table. Unfortunately, I saw no drawer and there was no signal of lubrication or toys. For a second I imagined Sev's expression if I asked him to conjure a pair of handcuffs for me, and I dismissed the idea. I had already been at the hospital wing today.

I pushed Charlie into the room, not willing to wait any longer.

"Bye Dumby, Sev, see you in a few days!" And I closed the door in their shocked faces.

"How can you say these things at Professor Snape's face? I would never…"

"Shut up", I asked and kissed him. His mouth opened a little with surprise, but I didn't give him time. I was starving. I pushed Charlie onto the bed and crawled on top of him.

My fingers caressed lightly his tanned skin and Charlie gasped under my touch. I smiled widely, realizing that I could still use some of my powers if I was close enough to touch. It felt like little sparkles of electricity in my hands.

I touched his face, using everything I had of my power to investigate him. I was suddenly drowning in his soul, surrounded by thoughts and wishes. Now I knew exactly what he wanted, all the details, all his dirty little fantasies that he never dared to voice… Although he had never had his arse fucked, Charlie yearned to be dominated. The dragon tamer wanted to be tamed.

I felt a twinge of annoyance, knowing that Sev would never let me read him like that. But that was not the time to think about Sev and his fucking beautiful body.

As long as I kept touching Charlie, I needed no words. I wished to have handcuffs and he immediately transfigured them for me, smiling as if it was his idea. The boy didn't have the slightest idea how deep I was into his mind, and how easy it was for me to get him to do what I wanted.

I kept asking for things I wanted and needed until we were surrounded by toys. He finally seemed to understand that I was the one asking for those things since he didn't know what they were. I kissed him again, not allowing him to think about it.

I wanted to fuck him right now, but he was expecting a little more from this experience, and what kind of incubus I would be if I didn't give what my prey wanted? Slowly, I descended my kisses to his jaw, and then to his neck, where he stiffened. I laughed softly and he shivered at the feeling of my breath in his neck.

"Don't worry. I won't bite you… now."

I ripped his shirt off and ignored his complaint. I knew it was extremely sexy for him, I could feel how his eyes bore in my muscles tightening in that ripping movement. Now I had free access to his thorax and I grabbed one of the candies he summoned.

With the candy on my mouth, I kissed his nipple and blew it softly. He moaned, feeling cold and pleasure at the same time. I kissed his entire thorax in a very gentle manner, teasing him slowly, and I didn't even reach his pants. When I got back to bite his ear, he asked for the first time.

"Merlin's balls, fuck me already…"

I smiled. That was exactly what I wanted to hear.

"Oh, you're still going to wait for a little." He moaned in frustration and tried to push me closer, but I held his hands.

"Do I need to handcuff you?" My voice was low and kind, but the hidden threat made him shiver again.

"No…"

"Then let me do my job here."

I pulled his trousers off but still left him with the underwear, then I forced him to stay face down.

"Don't look," I ordered while I undressed. He tried to peek but I held his head down on the mattress.

"Ugh, come on, this is torture!"

I got really close to him, supporting my body with my forearms so I could brush his ear with my lips. My cock rubbed his arse.

"Isn't that you wanted, dragon tamer? To feel dominated, powerless under me?"

Charlie moaned, my rough voice affecting him more than everything.

"Ask me what you want."

He flushed and didn't answer.

My next toy was a whip. I passed it over his head and pushed his throat back. He gagged.

"Ask me."

"P-please…" Charlie said, even more aroused than before. "Please, fuck me."

I released him and pushed down his underwear, revealing a firm arse. I stroked a finger through his crack, teasing him, and he moaned again. As I knew he had never been bottom before, I wanted to make sure he would feel nothing but pleasure. Therefore, I needed to stretch him manually. I grabbed the tube of lubricant and spread a generous portion of it on my finger.

"Stay on your fours." He complied immediately, trying to look at me to know what I was doing. I introduced the first finger and he whined in surprise, stiffening. I held him in place.

"Relax. This is just the first finger."

"There's a spell…" Charlie tried to say, but I shushed him. Of course there was a spell to facilitate things, but this was his first time and I wanted to have him on my terms.

I moved my finger up and down his butthole and at the same time my other hand caressed his body, his back, his thighs, my human nails trailing a path of pleasure, the palm of my hand sparkling with power until he was nothing but a mess of shivers.

The second finger went up and he moaned, lifting his arse in my direction. I didn't wait long to insert the third finger and then I moved faster, reaching his prostate once just to show what I was going to do with him. His yelp was delicious, and I was loving to see someone squirming with pleasure under me.

It felt good to be in control.

"What do you want from me, Charlie? Say it again."

"Fuck me… Please…" He was still moving his arse onto my fingers, trying to get more friction.

I complied. I rubbed my throbbing cock with more lub and aligned it with his arse. I felt a shudder of anticipation. How would it feel to fuck someone being a man? I forced my way through his tight hole and moaned with the feeling of being squeezed. It was better than my dreams.

"Oh Merlin," he whispered in a constrained voice. I said nothing, but I was feeling the same.

I held his waist and moved my cock slowly inside of him, getting more and more excited by his tiny moans. It took me a while to finally get balls deep, but seeing my cock deep into someone's else arse almost made my cum. It was easy to hold it though, as I had perfect control of my body.

I thrust harder, slapping his arse on my thighs. My movements gained rhythm, but it was still slow and paced. I wanted him to beg again, but he seemed to be occupied moaning. I adjusted my angle slightly and hit his prostate hard.

"Oh fuck!" Charlie screamed. "What is that?"

"Do you want it again, dragon?"

"Yes, pleas-" I interrupted him with another thrust and he literally jumped, but my hands were still firmly around his waist. His body was already begging for release, so I didn't stop. I looked down at my cock fucking his tight arse. It had never felt so good to have sex. How could I ever think that those silly experiences as a woman were pleasurable? There was nothing in the world that could be more beautiful than that.

My thoughts drifted to Sev and how he would look under me. I gasped and stopped at a halt to avoid cumming. Fuck.

Charlie looked at me, confused, but I quickly changed the position, turning him to face me and sit on my cock. That way I had free access to his neck and I could also look at his face during his orgasm.

It didn't take much longer. He was overstimulated, and in that position, I went even deeper than before. He used my shoulders as support and rode on me, moaning deliciously every time his arse slapped against me.

He closed his eyes to cum and I stared at him, amazed at how flushed he was, how all the muscles of his body tightened with the power of the orgasm, his cum spilling all over us. He went limp over me, but I wasn't done.

Now it was time to take my pleasure off him, and I fucked him harder than before, hitting the tip of my cock on his prostate to get that delicious friction. He clawed his nails on my shoulders, eyes rolling back with overstimulation until I reached my orgasm.

My teeth went automatically to his neck while my cum filled his arse. The taste of the blood added a new pleasure I wasn't expecting. It felt like I was orgasming twice and I hugged him hard to avoid falling.

I didn't manage to get much blood though. The choker allowed me to taste him, but quickly closed around my throat and I choked, spilling a few drops of blood.

Charlie moved away from me and laid down on the bed, cum still oozing from his asshole. He was exhausted, almost drifting off to sleep, but I've never felt more awake. Raw power was running through my veins.

I got up from the bed and headed to the door. I wanted more.