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Word Count - 349
Warning - non-con by way of imperius, and generally creepy behaviour.
Stolen Moments
He first saw the redhead while he was spying on his father. It was by chance really, he hadn't even planned to stay as long as he had, so when he did and then he saw the beautiful man gesturing enthusiastically, his hands waving in front of him.
Barty's father looked bored. Barty was very familiar with the expression, and seeing it aimed at this gorgeous man made Barty's blood boil.
From that night on, in the times when he wasn't busy doing work for his master, Barty followed the red head. He learned that his name was Percy, that he worked for his father, and that he was a Weasley.
At any other time, the latter thing would be enough to make Barty want to AK him on the spot, but there was just something about him.
Something about Percy that made Barty want.
He wondered, albeit briefly, if he could convince Percy to join the Dark Lord's revolution but quickly batted the idea away. He was a Weasley, which meant he was lighter than light by default, and Barty knew he had no chance.
But he wasn't above playing dirty to get what he wanted.
He fell to Barty's wand stunningly, immediately pliant under the curse Barty himself had been kept under for years.
There was a… stirring of unease about what he was doing, but he brushed it away easily enough. It wasn't like he was forcing Percy into illegal activities or hurting him.
In fact it was the opposite. He made Percy feel good. He drew bountiful moans and whimpers and shivers from the red haired man, until he was a sated mess laid out on Barty's sheets.
It was the most heavenly of prizes.
He knew, eventually, he would have to stop. Knew that eventually, Percy would fight the curse and try to run, just as Barty himself had. Barty knew that, eventually, he would have to take the man's life like he'd taken his free will.
But for now… for now he'd enjoy the stolen moments for they were all he really had.
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Auction - PercyBartyJr
365 - 92. Revolution