A Second Chance

by Breanie

What if Sirius didn't spend twelve years in prison, but was given a trial after four years? Follow the story of Sirius Black as he learns what it means to be a father/brother/guardian to his young godson & the story of Harry Potter, a young boy with a loving home who learns about the Marauders from the two men who should have raised him. Slow-burn Hinny. M for sex & violence.

338. The One Where Ron Wants A Massage

Author's Note:

WARNING: This chapter contains A LOT of Theobas goodness, but is very DARK at the beginning.

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CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT:

The One Where Ron Wants A Massage

Rossi let the door close behind him before his eyes found the old, frail-looking man curled on a simple cot. He looked centuries old, decrepit even in his state. Half a century of imprisonment obviously hadn't agreed with him. His grey hair was streaked with white and patchy on top of his almost bald head. His eyes were pale, though they twinkled curiously at the sight of them arriving.

Rossi let his eyes look out the window, spotting the wren in the tree. He moved to stand by the barred window, leaning against the wall and keeping his eyes on Grindelwald. The old man didn't look away from Voldemort, but instead stared up at him as he approached, a wide smile breaking out across his wrinkled face.

"Ah, my successor."

Voldemort's lip curled. "You flatter yourself."

"Do I? I'm an old man and you have picked up the mantle of my war? Have you not?"

"I'm here about another matter," Voldemort said.

Grindelwald sat up, resting his back against the stone wall. "Another matter other than war? Interesting. We both know that war is the only way you can get what you want. You have to bring the world to their knees if you want them to see it the way you do. You can't let them stop you from taking what's rightfully yours."

Voldemort's red eyes seemed to gleam in the sliver of moonlight coming in through the bars of the prison cell window. "I've brought them to their knees and now I will work on cutting them off at the knees if necessary. But as I said, I am here about another matter."

"And what would that be?" Grindelwald asked, his pale eyes staring into Voldemort's curiously.

"The Elder Wand."

Grindelwald laughed. The sound came out like a rusty bark, as if it was something he hadn't done in decades. "Well, you're more like me than you think, Riddle."

"It's Lord Voldemort."

"A name is important, I admit," Grindelwald said. "I wished my name was something more, but the name Gellert Grindewald will be remembered throughout history. You changed yours to give yourself a title… a lord… as if you thought it would give you more power and respect."

"My name is feared. Most won't even speak it aloud for fear of me appearing to them."

"Like the bogeyman?" Grindelwald said, chuckling. "My, my, you do think highly of yourself, Tom."

Voldemort's teeth clenched. "I do not go by that filthy common name."

Grindelwald ran his tongue over his yellowed crooked teeth. "I apologize. It's what Albus always called you when we spoke. Old habits are hard to break you know?" When Voldemort only stared at him, Grindelwald smiled. "You know, I would have been a lord, a god even, if Dumbledore and his band of misfits hadn't spoiled everything, I would have led our world to greatness. I wouldn't have been forced to work in the shadows. I might have stopped that Muggle war from happening."

"And made your own?" Bellatrix asked.

Grindelwald's lips curved. "Precisely, my dear. Sometimes wars are started to fix what's broken and we, my friends, are a broken society that needs to be fixed, to be mended if we want to see it bloom into the world that we want it to be."

"I am not here to talk about your war, but about the wand," Voldemort said vehemently.

Grindelwald licked his dry and cracked lips. "The wand… you seek to be the Master of Death? That wand has killed many people, Lord Voldemort. It is a gift to carry it as much as a burden."

"Yet you possessed it," Voldemort said coldly, his wand sliding between his long, skeletal fingers.

"Oh yes," Grindelwald confirmed, leaning back against the stone wall behind his cot. "For over thirty years. I stole it from a wandmaker named Gregorovitch. The old fool had no idea what he had in his possession. He thought that he knew, but oh, the power of that wand… it was seductive, intoxicating even. Its power was undeniable."

"Yet you lost to Albus Dumbledore," Voldemort said.

Grindelwald licked his lips again. "Albus and I had a… tumultuous past."

"Where is the wand?"

"You think that they would let me keep it in here?" he asked, laughter escaping him. "I escaped the prison that they held me in once, in MACUSA. I built this castle myself as my home, my place to hold prisoners and the ICW voted to turn it into my personal prison. Ironic, isn't it? I made it escapable and yet here I am now, a prisoner in what was once my own home."

"What happened to the Elder Wand?" Voldemort demanded.

Grindelwald's light eyes met Voldemort's red ones. "You don't know."

"Why else would I be here if I knew?"

"No, not about the location of the wand, about the Hallows."

Rossi frowned, exchanging a look with Bellarosa when she grabbed his hand.

"The Hallows," Grindelwald said again. "To possess all three truly makes you the Master of Death. I spent my life searching for them, but I only ever found the wand."

Voldemort flicked his wand and pain crossed Grindelwald's face as his body contorted and moved in ways it shouldn't.

"Where is the wand?" Voldemort demanded.

Grindelwald gasped for breath as the curse was lifted. "Dumbledore… d-disarmed me."

Voldemort's eyes narrowed. "Did they keep your wand here after the duel? Is it buried in evidence?"

Grindelwald's lips curved. He took a moment to catch his breath before he spoke. "Albus and I were closer than any two people could be once. He loved the story of the Hallows as much as me. He understood the significance of the wand I possessed… no, after everything that we'd been through together, after everything that I'd done… Albus… he kept it for himself."

"No," Voldemort said. "No. I had that old fool's wand and it was nothing special. There was nothing about that wand that was worthy of it being called such a special name."

"Was it shaped like a skeletal finger? Did you feel its power when you held it?" Grindelwald prompted. When Voldemort's red eyes flashed, Grindelwald laughed. "Oh you had it… but you don't anymore… you lost it to… Harry Potter."

"Crucio!"

Grindelwald's laugh turned into a half-cry, but he was still mocking him. When Voldemort lifted the curse, he smirked.

"I can see… a little, always have… had a gift to see… into the future," he said, breathless from the effects of the curse. "Potter has… the wand and the reason… it didn't work was… because you were never the… true owner."

Voldemort's red eyes flashed in fury. "I took it from Dumbledore!"

Grindelwald only stared at him. "But Dumbledore wasn't the true owner."

"Crucio!"

Grindelwald's screams filled the room and Voldemort lifted the curse again. He waited for Grindelwald's body to stop trembling, to catch his breath before he spoke.

"Where is the wand?"

Grindelwald's laugh was almost manic now. "Albus… Albus had it. He took it as much for himself as he did to hold a piece of me close to him. I knew him better than anyone. A wand that powerful… he needed to own it, even if he told himself he kept it for the greater good of others."

"The greater good?"

"Albus always thought that he was doing what was best. He claimed that I had lost my way, but it was he who wasn't brave enough to continue on the path that we were headed. It was him who was too cowardly to take the next step together. A wand that powerful in my hands? Oh, it terrified him that it would fall into the hands of another."

Voldemort frowned.

Grindelwald's smile widened. "And you have those same fears, Lord Voldemort. A powerful wand ripped from your grasp by the very person destined to defeat you. How does it feel to be bested by a… young wizard? At least I was defeated by an equal, but you… you're going to die at the hands of a much more powerful wizard than you'll ever be. People will remember you only as the dark wizard who was vanquished by Harry Potter."

"Avada Kedavra!"

Grindelwald's body fell off of the cot to the ground, laughter still on his face. Voldemort's face was contorted in rage as he turned and stormed past Rossi and the women, making his way out of the castle. Rossi didn't dare look back at Sebastian, but he knew that Kane was still standing in place next to the wall. He kept his wife's hand in his as they followed Voldemort out of Nurmengard and to the Apparition point. It was only then that Voldemort spoke through clenched teeth.

"Find me anything you can about these Hallows that he was going on about. Grindelwald thinks that he knows all, but if he really did, he wouldn't have let himself be bested by Dumbledore. He's wrong about that wand. Find out everything you can."

Then he Disapparated.

Rossi squeezed Bellarosa's hand tightly in his. He waited for Belladonna and Bellatrix to disappear first before he watched Bellarosa vanish. He sent a Patronus towards Nurmengard and Disapparated half a second later.

He hoped that Kane would know what the Hallows were because Rossi had no idea; the last thing that they needed was for Lord Voldemort to get his hands on something as powerful as they seemed to be.

It was bad enough that a mythical wand was even being discussed at all and the thought of Voldemort becoming the Master of Death was nothing that he wanted to contemplate let alone see happen, no nothing at all.

~ ASC ~

Sebastian waited until Durant's voice informed him that Voldemort, Lestrange, Zabini, and Brambilla had left the castle. Only then did he let himself into Grindelwald's cell, his eyes on the man's body. It sickened him that Voldemort had taken his life so carelessly. Yeona flew through the thin bars of the window, transforming from her wren, her eyes on Grindelwald.

"Guess it was inevitable that they'd kill him."

"We shouldn't have let it happen," Sebastian insisted. "We should have protected him. What did we learn from this? Anything worth the cost of a man's life?"

Jin put her hand on his back. "It's not right, K. I know that, but this man… he did a lot of bad things."

"And he was paying for them," Sebastian exclaimed. "MacGregor's going to be pissed."

Jin nodded. "Yes, he was and yes, he is."

The Patronus burst into the room and Rossi's voice spoke out of the elephant.

"Hallows. He wants to learn more about them and find them."

Sebastian turned to Jin. "What are Hallows?"

"Something to do with the Elder Wand or Dumbledore's wand to be sure."

Sebastian frowned. "I don't like the sound of that."

"Me neither," Jin agreed, her hands slipping into the pockets of her trousers.

"Can you two stop gossiping and get your arses down here?" Durant's voice hissed in their ears. "We have some cleanup to deal with and MacGregor and Webber are already being updated on Grindelwald's status."

Sebastian licked his bottom lip before he turned to lead the way out of Grindelwald's cell, not feeling any more confident about anything that they had learned today.

~ ASC ~

Voldemort stormed into Avery Castle, his mood sour. The meeting with Grindelwald had only given him more questions and made him more worrisome about this mysterious Elder Wand. Skeletal, he'd called it, like a finger bone and Voldemort knew that he'd held that wand in his hand, had it in his very possession until the Battle of Hogsmeade. That wand had been his and then… it hadn't.

He'd felt it splinter.

He'd felt the wand pulling towards Potter, calling to him, and he'd let it go.

Now he was starting to wonder if Grindelwald had lied to him. He ignored the bowing wolves who greeted him and marched down into the dungeons, the sound of screams leading him to the cell at the end of the block. When he stepped through the open door, his eyes fell on where the mangled and bloody body of Severus Snape was hanging from the ceiling. His arms chained up above his head, his toes dangling on the floor. He took a moment to take in the sight, admiring the smooth straight edges of Crouch's cuts as he skinned him.

"Perfect, dearie! That one was glorious! Let's take a small break, shall we? Would you like some water?"

"Fuck… you," Snape hissed, his voice breathless and defeated.

"Oh, dearie, we already did that! Did you not like the toys I chose for you?" Crouch asked. "I'm so sorry, dearie, but everyone is busy today. I would have thought you'd be tired after I let Fenrir's wolf fuck you. After all, he must have gotten off four or five times before he left you here."

He licked his lips, trailing his wand down Snape's cheek.

"Of course, Macnair was fast when he fucked you and oh, watching you choke on that vampire's cock while another one fed from you was oddly erotic, but surely you'd like a rest, dearie?" He flicked his wand and a large, thick pipe flew up into his hand. "I'd be happy to use this next. Do you think that if I shove it up your arse hard enough, maybe it will come out the other side," he asked, clapping his hands together and giggling almost boyishly. "Ooh, that sounds fun! Shall we try it?"

His eyes moved over Snape before he reached out and gripped Snape's cock in his hands.

"But of course, I also really want to get started on this… I have a fondness for playing with phallic-like things."

Voldemort chuckled making Crouch turn around, his fingers still wrapped around Snape's cock.

"You always surprise me, Bart."

Crouch fell to his knees, bowing before him. "My Lord, you've returned! Was the trip useful? Did you find what you were looking for?"

Voldemort kept his eyes on Snape, staring into those dark eyes before he turned his attention to Crouch. "Yes and no. I have more questions. He's still alive."

Crouch nodded, licking his bottom lip. "For now. I removed one of his testicles yesterday. He cried like a little baby when I crushed it first."

Voldemort crooked his finger and Crouch crawled over to him. He cupped the wizard's face in his hand. "Tell me."

Crouch's eyes gleamed. "I nailed a piece of wood to Snape's thigh and then I borrowed the meat tenderizer from the kitchen. It was better than using my wand because I got to feel it in my hand as I crushed it like a pancake. I only cut off one side, so he still has one, it's just… flatter."

Voldemort looked over at the blackened testicle hanging between Snape's legs before he turned back to Crouch. "Has he begged forgiveness yet?"

"No, my Lord. He just tells me to fuck off and screams. Sometimes he cries."

Voldemort nodded. "Cut off his lips next."

Crouch beamed and stood up, making a knife appear out of the tip of his wand before he began to do just that. Snape's attempt at struggling was for naught as Crouch took his time, whistling a jaunty tune as he sliced. When Crouch finished he carefully presented the lips to Voldemort, placing them in his hand like a dog returning a dead animal from the garden.

"Such a good boy," Voldemort said. "You always do whatever I need of you, Bart." He opened his robe and Crouch's eyes widened. "Kneel."

Crouch fell to his knees, his tongue dragging over his lips in excitement. He tossed the bloody lips onto the floor of the dungeon, his eyes on what Voldemort was doing.

Voldemort undid his trousers, revealing his semi-hard cock. "Lick it."

Crouch did, moaning wantonly as Snape turned his head away, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Voldemort's lips curved into a tight, cruel smile as Crouch's tongue painted his cock eagerly. "Do you beg my forgiveness, Severus? Have you finally found a way to make amends to me for the pain that you've caused for betraying me?"

Snape didn't answer.

Voldemort flicked his wand and severed Snape's tongue, letting it fall to the ground before him. "You lost your chance to beg."

Crouch was still licking his semi-hard cock eagerly so Voldemort pointed his wand at Snape's mangled and abused body. He sliced off one of his ears with a severing charm; the painful sound Snape made in lieu of not being able to scream was what made him fully hard. Crouch made a happy sound at this and took Voldemort's cock into his mouth eagerly. Voldemort closed his eyes, listening to the sound of Snape's painful breaths and whimpers along with the sound of Crouch sucking him. He put his hand in Crouch's hair, holding him in place, watching as the younger wizard choked on his cock and when he felt himself get close, he pointed his wand at Snape.

"Crucio!"

Snape's body twitched in the chains, bending and breaking. The sounds he made in lieu of screams became more desperate. Voldemort twisted his wand and Snape flew off off the chains from the effects of the curse, slamming back into the wall with a force hard enough to crack his skull, but his body kept twitching and bending. Voldemort kept his wand on Snape's bloody and mangled body, gripping Crouch's head tighter and holding him in place as he rocked his hips up into him. He looked down at the teary-eyed young man who was choking on him.

"Suck harder."

Crouch moaned and did as he asked.

Voldemort stared at Snape's twitching body. The sound of a snapping bone echoing among the slurping and moaning coming from Crouch and then another bone snapped and then another. Snape's painful cries became muffled before Voldemort finally lifted the curse, staring at Snape's tangle of bloody limbs.

He curled his wand and the man's throat began to constrict. He levitated Snape above the ground, his eyes on the man's dark eyes, watching as his face began to turn colours as he struggled to breathe. With a final flick, the grip on Snape's throat tightened, his eyes bulged and popped until his neck snapped and he crumbled to the dungeon floor.

Snape's body collapsing into itself and the sight of those dark lifeless eyes staring straight at him gave him the push he needed. He tossed his head back, holding Crouch's head tightly as he released again and again as Crouch moaned around him. When he finally finished, he pushed the man off.

Crouch fell back onto the floor, his mouth swollen, and tears in his eyes. His hands were still covered in blood and when he reached a hand up to touch his swollen and used mouth, he smeared it on his cheek.

"Thank you, my special boy. You always know what I need. Now, clean up that mess and then bring me Ollivander. I have more questions for that old man."

Crouch wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he stood up. "Yes, my Lord. My pleasure, my Lord."

Voldemort tied up his trousers and closed his robe, leaving Crouch alone in the cell with Snape's body, feeling a little better. His enemies would be taken care of one by one and if he had to become the Master of Death to rid the world of Potter than so be it.

He just had to figure out what the fuck that meant first.

~ ASC ~

Theo wasn't sure what made him decide to go to Sebastian's flat Tuesday evening, but once he was there, he immediately missed Bas even more. They'd spoken on the mirror every day since he'd left and Sebastian seemed confident that he would be home by the weekend, but Theo still missed him. It was why Tuesday night after dinner, he found himself leaving Hogwarts to head into Manchester to go to Sebastian's flat despite the fact that Sebastian was probably still in Berlin for another three to four days.

Harry, Ginny, and Ron were busy with Quidditch practice and helping to prep Ginny for her tryout this Saturday. Hermione was in study mode and once Theo finished his Arithmancy project with her, decided that he'd had enough of homework. Colin had been busy doing Herald stuff. And Luna had been sitting in the library daydreaming. None of them had really been the company that he was seeking, even though he knew that all of them would have welcomed him had he asked.

He'd gone up to his dorm and thought about Oliver and suddenly decided the company of the chubby blue cat was more of what he was looking for. He let himself into Sebastian's flat and Oliver meowed at the sight of him. Theo dropped his bag by the door, locking it behind him. When he sat on the sofa, Oliver jumped up to nuzzle his knee and he reached out to pet the chubby blue cat automatically.

"I miss him, too."

Oliver meowed in response.

Theo glanced around the flat, wondering if coming here had really been a good idea. Just because he knew the wand combination to get in didn't mean that he had the right to let himself in. Maybe he should head to Norfolk for the night instead. He could take Oliver with him for company.

Oliver made himself comfortable on Theo's lap and he sighed. He didn't want to go to Norfolk, not unless he could bring Sebastian with him. He'd been looking forward to showing his boyfriend around the manor, showing him all of the work he'd done and still had to do. It was his plan for when Sebastian came home and Theo desperately hoped that meant Friday evening. He wanted to spend the weekend with him at Norfolk, showing him around, shagging, and shagging some more. Not to mention he wanted to tell him his idea to help him and his sisters out.

He shook the thoughts from his head and decided to stay the night here anyway. He got up, annoying the cat who hissed at him for standing. He grabbed his bag and brought it upstairs before he changed into his silk pyjama bottoms. The sight of Sebastian's jumper on the door had him reaching for it and pulling it over his head. It smelt like him and he hugged the jumper a moment before heading down the stairs.

Out of curiosity he wandered over to the little shelf by the window, eyes on the two dozen books or so. Most were languages or defence related, but one paperback caught his eye and he tugged it out. There was a shirtless man on the front with a broomstick over his shoulder and the summary on the back told him that it was about two Quidditch players who didn't get along until two teammates pushed them together in a challenge over for who would get captain. Intrigued, Theo took it upstairs with him to read in bed.

The last thing he remembered reading was Jacobs and Beck sharing their first and rather steamy kiss in the change room of the Wimbourne Wasps on a dare by their teammates before he woke in the morning with the sun shining through the window. He frowned when he realized that Sebastian had never called him back. They'd spoken early in the evening, but Bas had said that he would call him back if he didn't get in too late. Obviously he'd gotten in too late.

He moved the book off of his chest, feeling depressed and annoyed with himself for waiting for the call, and went to take a hot shower. The hot water felt good and he closed his eyes, turning his face to the spray. Talking to Draco and Blaise on the weekend had really made him think more about the future. When school was over he really needed to think about what he wanted to do. If he received high marks with his NEWTs, most jobs would be pretty open to him, but the problem was that he didn't really know what he wanted to do.

Theo loved working in the Wizengamot. He loved sitting there and listening to what was happening, but it wasn't a full-time job. This week had only proven that to him. The last thing he wanted was to be a desperate male getting bored while he waited for his boyfriend to come home from work. When they finished school in June, all of his friends had plans and life goals in mind that would keep them very busy. He couldn't just hang around all day and wait for someone to be free to entertain him.

The thing was, he really had no idea what he wanted to do. He didn't know what he was good at. Certainly nothing that was career worthy. He loved clothes and could certainly tell silk, satin, and cashmere from a fake poly-blend. He liked being able to use his voice and his mind in the Wizengamot, but he had no desire to get into politics personally. He had no desire to be an Auror or a lawyer. Being a Healer sounded nice, but the thought of touching gross sick people changed his mind. Of course, he was really great at sucking cock, but that was not the kind of job one wanted to advertise and he was quite happy with Sebastian's cock and hardly wanted to do anyone else's (well, maybe Harry, he thought with a smirk). He couldn't write like Ginny could. He knew how to play Quidditch, but wasn't very good. He didn't want to work with animals or magical creatures.

Where did that leave him?

As usual, thoughts of the future frustrated him and he washed his hair in annoyance. He should take the time to speak to Slughorn, maybe his Head of House would steer him in the right direction of a possible career path. Feeling a bit better, he decided that he would do that after breakfast. The last thing he wanted was to hang around in Sebastian's empty flat all day. No, being at Hogwarts would be much more productive.

He finished his shower, taking the time to moisturize his face and brush his hair and teeth in front of the mirror. He adjusted the towel at his waist and opened the bathroom door just as Sebastian came up the stairs. Their eyes locked and heat seared through him.

Before Theo could even speak, Sebastian's mouth was locked on his. Theo's hands reached out, sliding up those strong arms and when his towel fell to the ground, he made no effort to stop it as he was pinned against the bathroom door, making it slam into the wall at the force of it. Then a strong hand slid down his back and when that hand gripped his arse, he squeaked.

Sebastian's lips curved against his mouth. "Merlin, I fucking love that sound. I thought I was going to have to go to that school and beg you to leave, but this is so much fucking better."

Theo's brown eyes met his. "I came over last night. I don't know what made me decide to come over. I shouldn't have just let myself in, but I thought Oliver might want company."

"Yes, you bloody-well should have just let yourself in," Sebastian insisted.

Then his mouth was on his throat, kissing his shoulders, his chest, and when he dropped to his knees, Theo groaned. The moment that mouth wrapped around him, his fingers found Sebastian's hair.

"Oh, fuck…" he murmured, tilting his head back against the door.

Sebastian's blue eyes met his and the intensity of that stare on top of what his mouth was doing was almost too much for him to bear. All he could do was hold on and let himself go. Sebastian kissed his way up his chest, peppering soft kisses over his shoulders and when that mouth met his again, he could taste himself.

Sebastian kissed his nose. "Sorry I didn't call last night. I was trying to get a portkey home and I lost track of time."

"It's okay," Theo told him. "I think that hello more than made up for it."

Sebastian grinned. "Finding you here was a nice surprise. Finding you naked was an even better one."

Theo pulled Sebastian's shirt out of his jeans, unbuttoning it as he went along. "Well, it's only fair that you're naked too."

"Oh, is it?"

"Definitely."

Theo wasn't sure who dragged who off to the bed, but when they fell onto the tangled sheets and clothes flew off, he dragged Sebastian's mouth back to his. The future wasn't important right now. All he needed in this moment was his boyfriend's mouth and hands and body all over him. He'd worry about the rest later.

Sebastian's strong hands gripped his arse and he moaned.

Much, much later.

~ ASC ~

It was almost eleven by the time they crawled out of bed. After having rather spectacular sex if Theo did say so himself, they'd fallen asleep tangled together and slept for almost two hours. When he woke, it was to find Sebastian snoring next to him, face down on his stomach. Theo smiled and kissed his shoulder, tracing a finger down his spine up to where the sheet pooled above his waist. Sebastian opened his eyes, those blue ones meeting his.

"Morning."

"Almost afternoon," Theo corrected.

"Did I mention how happy I was that you came over?"

"Hmm, no, I don't think so," Theo said, kissing him softly. "Tell me again."

"I'm happy you're here," Sebastian said, tucking a strand of Theo's long fringe behind his ear.

Theo smiled. "Well, I'm glad you're home! When I got here, I didn't really know if I should have come or not."

"You definitely should have. I like you being here in my space. I want you to be comfortable here."

"I am," Theo assured him. "I was looking for something to read last night and was looking at your shelf. I found an interesting one hidden in the language books that I started reading."

"Oh?"

Theo leaned over the side of the bed to try to find the book that he knew must have fallen over the side. Sebastian's hand spanked his arse and he squealed before finding the book.

"That was cheating."

Sebastian grinned. "Cheating on what? You show me your spectacular arse and you expect me not to touch it?"

Theo stuck his tongue out at him before waving the novel in front of his boyfriend's face. "So, do you often read smutty books?"

Sebastian's mouth opened in surprise before he caught himself. "Hmm, Jin must have left that here."

"Did she? I'll have to ask her about it then. I want to know if Beck finally admits he's in love with Joe."

"Jacobs."

"What?"

"Er."

Theo grinned. "Liar."

Sebastian leaned in to nuzzle his neck. "Okay, I admit it. My name is Sebastian and I love soap operas and smutty novels."

Theo turned to look into those blue eyes. "You don't have to be embarrassed about it. I think it's adorable."

"You're adorable," Sebastian said, pecking his lips. "What are we going to do today? Should we go out or stay in bed and read smutty novels?"

Theo licked his bottom lip. "Tempting, but I think that we should go to Norfolk. We can spend the day there and I can show you around and we can spend the night. Then on Friday we can stay there for the whole weekend."

Sebastian sat up, pulling the sheet with him, much to Theo's disappointment. "Yeah?"

"Yes," Theo insisted, crawling up into his lap. "Let me show you my home, Sebastian."

Sebastian brought his lips to his. "Okay. Let's go."

Thirty minutes later they were both freshly showered and dressed and Theo grabbed his bag that he'd brought over as Sebastian packed a quick change of clothes for himself. They said goodbye to Oliver and walked hand in hand out of the flat to a place where they could Disapparate to Fakenham.

Theo led him down the winding road and took him through the wards, inserting his wand into the side of the gate. The gates opened and Norfolk Manor suddenly seemed to loom in the distance.

Sebastian whistled, stopping his tracks as he looked up the long walk towards the Tudor brickwork and cluster of ten chimneys that stood ahead. "Fuck… you live in a bloody castle."

"It's hardly a castle," Theo insisted, bringing him through the guard tower.

Sebastian stopped him as they stood inside of the tower. "You have a guard tower."

"This house is centuries old," Theo said. "There's a lot of parts that don't really work so much anymore. But I like the tower and it's here where Kiki greets guests before allowing them through the final warding and onto the property. It's another safety precaution."

Fingers danced down Theo's cheek. "I like you taking safety precautions."

Theo smiled and reached for Sebastian's hand. "Come on."

"Wait, can't we check out the tower first?" Sebastian asked. "I've never seen a real guard tower inside someone's house."

Theo nodded and Sebastian winked at him before he turned around and ran up the stairs, following them up and around the edges of the tower until he reached the top. He leaned against the railing of the balcony and looked out over the village.

"Great view, right?" Theo said, coming to stand next to him.

"Amazing," Sebastian agreed, looking out over the gate and into the village. "How long has this place been in your family?"

"Centuries," Theo said. "It was originally built in 1521 by my ancestor, Thomas Nott. Rumour has it that he spent every knut he had to build the place and died before it was finished. His brother, Titan Nott, took over the house and made the gardens and the guard tower. It's been in my family ever since. A Nott hasn't ever not lived here."

"You've lived here your whole life?"

"More or less," Theo told him. "When I was young, I often spent the summers in our family home in Cannes or at the Malfoys' house."

"You have another house in Cannes?"

Theo nodded. "Yes."

"Wow," Sebastian said, shaking his head in amazement. "I can't imagine owning two houses. And house is a relative term, isn't it? Fuck, this guard tower is almost as big as the house that I grew up in."

Theo took his hand in his. "Does it bother you that I…?"

"That you're filthy rich?"

Theo nodded.

Sebastian turned, grabbing the railing on either side of Theo and boxing him in. "Worried that I'm after your fortune, Lord Norfolk?"

"Please. If that were true, you would let me give you a new wardrobe of silks and cashmere."

Sebastian snorted. "'Cause that's a priority in my life."

"Exactly," Theo said, slipping his arms around Sebastian's neck.

"No, Theo," he said, his lips curving. "It doesn't bother me that you're rich. It just… amazes me that you own all of this and yet you're…"

"I'm what?"

Sebastian brushed his hair behind his ear. "The sweetest and kindest man I've ever met."

Then they were kissing, standing at the top of the tower, leaning against the railing. Long, deep kisses that made Theo moan into Sebastian's mouth. Bas pulled back, tilting his forehead against his.

"So, have you ever done anything naughty out here, rich boy?"

"What?" Theo exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise.

Sebastian wiggled his eyebrows. "You know, something naughty. Have you ever done anything out here?"

"No," Theo squeaked. "It's the guard tower or gated tower, whatever you want to call it. I don't spend any time out here."

Sebastian's hands slid under Theo's jumper. "We should fix that."

Before Theo could think of what to say, Sebastian's jumper was being pulled over his head and Sebastian was undoing Theo's belt buckle. Theo swallowed. He'd never even been out in this tower this long before, not since he'd been a kid. He used to play out here sometimes, before his father caught him and told him that it wasn't an appropriate play area. Usually he just walked through it and that was it, but now Sebastian had his trousers down at his ankles and those big hands were doing things to him that made him lose all ability to talk. It didn't take much to get him ready after their morning activities and it wasn't long before he found himself bent over the railing, eyes on the ground below while Sebastian's cock filled him.

Sebastian's hand slid under his jumper, up his back as he rocked his hips into him. "Do you think anyone can see us in the village? Do you think anyone is looking over at the tower and seeing me fuck you over the side?"

"Oh, fuck!" Theo grunted as Sebastian's thrusts grew more urgent. "No… no one can see… wards… fuck, yes!"

"Too bad. I think that I'd like it if someone was seeing how naughty you are right now. Would that turn you on?" he grunted.

"Bas… oh, gods, Bas…"

Sebastian bent him further over the railing, holding him tightly as he shagged him and when Theo came, he groaned his name. Sebastian tugged him up into a standing position and turned him towards the wall. Theo moaned when his cheek rested against the cool stone and Sebastian only increased his speed, pumping in and out of him desperately.

"I'm close… I'm so fucking close…"

Theo reached behind him and grabbed a hold of his balls, rubbing fiercely and Sebastian lost it, pinning Theo more against the stone as he came. When he finally finished, he pressed his lips into Theo's neck.

"Fuck… did I hurt you?"

Theo smiled. "Only in a good way."

Sebastian kissed him and slowly extricated himself. Theo almost whimpered at the loss of contact, but he zipped himself up as Sebastian did the same. Then he turned to take his hand.

"You know, if you greet me like that in every room, this tour might take days after all."

Sebastian chuckled. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

Theo looked out over the railing of the tower towards Norfolk Manor. "Finn was the only other man that I've ever brought here and even then… he never spent more than a few weeks here while I told him of my plans for renovations. But I… I want you to… this is different, with you, I mean, and I just… I want you to… see it… all. I'm rambling."

Sebastian put his hand on his shoulder and turned him to meet his gaze. "I'm honoured. And Theo? It's different for me, too."

Their lips met for a soft kiss and Sebastian squeezed his hand.

"Come on, take me inside."

"I just did," Theo teased.

Sebastian swatted his arse. "I meant the house."

Theo smiled and led Sebastian down the stairs and up the walk to the house. The moment they arrived at the large front door, Sebastian's eyes widened. It was eight feet high and big enough to fit three grown men through. The large arched doorway had a wooden door carved from oak with a half moon stained glass window over the top so that sun reflected colours into the entranceway. Theo pulled on the handle to the right side and led him into the entranceway.

"Well, this is it! This is more of the grand entrance way, I suppose," he said as he led Sebastian to the right showing him into the grand dining room and through to the kitchen. "Been working on renovating the kitchen for a bit, it needed a lot of updating. Most of it is done now as Kiki tells me that the last contractors finished up a few weeks ago. I left her in charge, seeing as I don't cook."

Sebastian's eyes widened as he looked around the beautiful kitchen with it's own little breakfast nook. High ceilings and cupboards with beautiful carved wooden posts around and over the cupboards. A small table for six by the door leading outside.

"It's too bad that I don't cook," Theo said. "But the house elves deserve a nice space to work and this is usually where I eat if I'm alone."

He smiled at the two house elves who were in the kitchen with big smiles.

"Bas, these are two of my house elves, Clove and Esmeralda. Where's Kiki?"

"Kiki has gone to the market, Master Theo. Are you is wanting us to get her back, Sir?"

"No, no, she's fine," Theo assured Clove. "Would you two mind making Sebastian and I something to eat for lunch? I'm afraid that we missed breakfast."

"I is honoured, Sir!" Clove exclaimed.

Theo thanked them and they eagerly got to work, promising to bring it to them as soon as it was ready.

"Did you and your father eat in that big dining room?" Sebastian asked.

Theo nodded, bringing Bas back into the massive dining room with its huge table, big enough to seat thirty people.

"We did. He didn't like it when I ate in the kitchen. He claimed it was beneath me. But eating in here by yourself? What's the point?"

Sebastian rather agreed with that sentiment. He followed Theo into the sitting room and immediately knew that this was all Theo. It was done in Slytherin green undertones. The wall across from the big window was a deep green, while the others were painted an off-white, almost silver. The trim was all in white to match the white decorative ceiling and he'd chosen black furniture to accent the room. Comfortable sofas and armchairs that one could simply sink into all in black with white and green throw pillows. There was a large green and silver striped area rug in the centre of the room with oak end tables and an old heavy oak chest that was used as a coffee table. The balcony loft stood over the living room with stairs coming down, and had hanging plants around it. The decorative ceiling, the smooth hardwood… it all looked homey and classy at the same time.

There were some beautiful paintings of forests that seemed to be made for the room along with a large arched mirror that looked like an old-fashioned window, covering the entire wall above the fireplace.

Sebastian moved over to the wall of photos, his lips curving. Young Theo over the years and Theo with the Malfoys or Theo with Blaise and Draco or Theo with Ginny. He recognized Theo in Switzerland and Theo in Anguilla and Theo in Thailand. There was another one of Theo when he was maybe three, holding the hand of a beautiful thin woman with his soft brown hair and brown eyes.

"Is this your mother?"

Theo nodded. "Yeah. Her name was Aster. I don't remember too much about her. She was beautiful, wasn't she?"

"Very," Sebastian agreed. "You look quite a lot like her. Your eyes and hair colour are the same, sure, but you have the same wide mouth and high cheekbones."

"Really? I've always thought that I looked much more like my father than I ever wanted to."

"Is this your father here?" Sebastian asked, pointing to another photo of Theo who looked about five, sitting on the knee of a handsome man with Theo's build and nose.

"No, that's my uncle Thelonius. He died just after my mum did," Theo said. "Father never said much about him other than that he was a bastard and a half-breed. My grandfather had an affair with some unknown witch who didn't have pure blood and oh the horror, they created a child together. Father was old enough to be Uncle Thelonius' father."

"You look happy with him," Sebastian said, smiling as Thelonius Nott was tickling Theo in the photo and making him laugh.

"I'm sure that he was a nice man. I wish I remembered more about him."

"How did he die?"

"He was murdered," Theo said. "It was thieves, apparently."

"But you don't believe that."

Theo's eyes met Sebastian's. "Sebastian, what if I told you that I'm almost positive my father killed both my mother and my uncle."

"I'd say that's awful and heartbreaking but has nothing to do with you. You are not your father, Theo. Anyone can see that."

Theo nodded, biting his bottom lip. "I know, but sometimes it's nice to have it reaffirmed. He was… a horrible person, Bas. My mum deserved better than him." He shook the dark thoughts from his head and held his hand out just as Esmeralda came into the sitting room with a tray of food. "Oh, perfect timing. Thank you, Esmeralda."

Theo thanked the elf again as she sat the tray on the table and he gestured to Sebastian to sit with him on the sofa. They helped themselves to the thick turkey and bacon sandwiches and fresh fruit and cheese.

"You know, maybe having house elves has its perks," Sebastian said. "This is incredible."

Theo nodded, pouring them each a glass of the sauvignon blanc that was chilled in the ice bucket. "I certainly never have to worry about starving."

He chuckled. "So, tell me more about these photos."

Theo smiled and as he talked about the photos on the wall and told stories of those moments, Sebastian smiled and laughed at his stories. When he got to one of the ones of his mother, his eyes stayed on the photo until Sebastian squeezed his hand in his.

"What do you remember about her?"

"I don't remember her much," The admitted. "I just remembered that she was kind and she used to always tell me that she… she loved me more than a million chocolate biscuits and I always told her that I loved her more than a million lemon cakes. It was silly."

"I think it sounds sweet."

"She always smelt like fresh flowers, lilacs, and Chanel No 5 and called me her sweet little Theo-bear. Father said that it was an accident when she died, that she was brewing a potion and it… I don't know. I was too young to really remember, but I think he killed her, Bas. She hated him and he knew it. He was decades older than her and the marriage was arranged by my grandfather who insisted that he needed to make an heir to carry on the Nott name," Theo explained. "My mum was the unlucky witch who was chosen."

"It sounds like you made her happy though. She might not have been happy in the marriage but she didn't regret you."

Theo smiled. "That's a nice thought. I got to go back and see her… I don't know how it works exactly, but it was this thing called a Realm Glass?"

"Yeah, I've heard that the fae use those."

"It was just a one time kind of gift, but I saw her and I told her that I was gay and she was so kind and so… it made me miss her more and miss what could have been."

Sebastian linked his fingers with his. "She would have been proud of everything you've accomplished."

"I like to think so," Theo whispered.

Sebastian pressed his lips to his palm. "There's no question."

Theo squeezed his hand before he finished off his wine. "Come on. Let's go check out the rest of the house."

He showed him the library and study next, smiling at the sight of it.

"I'm rather proud of this room. My father and grandfather always kept it in dark reds and blacks with black drapes and it was always so… scary. As a kid I was terrified to come in here."

He led him into the study first, the golden yellow brightening the room. Wooden bookshelves littered the walls, his grandfather's old desk that he'd brought down from the attic sitting proudly in front of the windows. It was mahogany and carved with the Nott family crest on the front. Theo had always loved it as a child, but his father claimed that it was too old and frumpy. The wide arched doorway left the study open to the library, with the two teakwood doors carved with vines on them that he'd fallen in love with.

"I found the doors at an antique shop. They're from the eleventh century."

Sebastian examined them critically. "Gorgeous. The craftsman ship in the carving is just… exquisite."

Theo nodded, oddly delighted that someone else could admire the doors like he did.

The library was the same honey colour of the study and he'd found warm brown leather sofas to put in the room with light blue and light grey throw pillows. It looked inviting and homey.

"Now, I come in here and I love it," Theo said. "I feel comfortable lounging on the sofa with a book, or doing homework at the desk. I made it my own."

Sebastian took a seat on the warm leather and crooked his finger. "Come sit on my lap then."

Theo took a step closer to him, a soft smile on his face. "Remember what I said about distractions on the tour? We still have two more floors."

Sebastian crooked his finger again and Theo stood in front of him, those brown eyes staring into his. Sebastian slid his hands up Theo's legs to his waist and pulled him forward. He sat sideways on Sebastian's lap, his legs stretched out across the sofa and his back resting against the arm of the sofa and Bas' arm.

"Much better," Sebastian said, leaning in for a kiss.

Theo's fingers clenched Bas' shirt as their lips met for a long, soft kiss. It didn't take long for the kiss to deepen and Theo didn't even remember Sebastian moving him, but the next thing he knew, he was lying on the sofa with Sebastian's big body pressed over his and their lips locked together as the sun shone in through the big window of the library.

Theo's fingers tangled in Sebastian's thick hair, his other hand roaming under his shirt to touch those muscles. The feel of him so strong and so needy for him elicited a groan and when Sebastian pressed his obvious erection against his, his eyes rolled. They kissed a few moments longer before Sebastian kissed his neck.

"You are too good looking for your own good," he murmured, pecking his lips once more before he stood up, holding out his hand.

Theo's breath hitched as he looked up at Sebastian. "Not fair. You started it."

Sebastian pulled him up to his feet, pressing his body up against his and rolling his hips against him in a way that made Theo groan.

"I did start it and I'm hoping that we'll eventually make it upstairs to clean ourselves up from the guard tower. After all, I need to clean you up properly before I dirty you up all over again."

Theo grabbed a fistful of his shirt and tugged him down to kiss him. "I'm leading the tour, Sebastian, which means that I'll say where we find a place to clean up."

Sebastian only smiled and let Theo lead him by the hand as he showed him the small bathroom off of the sitting room and entrance way. He tilted his head to admire Theo's backside as he followed him over to the grand staircase on the side of the front doors with the red lining down the centre.

"What's on that side?" Sebastian asked, pointing to the set of double doors on the other side of the entranceway.

"After," Theo told him. "Upstairs first. I'm leading the tour remember?"

Sebastian chuckled but followed him up the stairs. "So, this house is kind of built around all of the chimneys, right? Is the second and third floor as large as the main floor?"

"No," Theo said. "It's kind of all over the place. The ground floor is the biggest. The first floor is a bit smaller and is broken into two parts. This is the second part of the house. The main part of the house falls above the drawing room. It has two bedroom suites and the master bedroom suite, that's where the stairs in the living room lead."

"So, what's on the non-main side?"

"More guest rooms," Theo said. "There are five on this side, used to be four, but I turned the second study into another guest room, albeit a smaller one."

"Five more bedrooms?" Sebastian whistled. "You said that there's nine over all?"

"Yes, if you include the master, which I do. So, all of these aren't finished yet. I want to give each room it's own kind of feel, you know? And so far I've only done the two in the main house. But this is one of the rooms here," Theo said, pointing to the door. He started to walk by, but Sebastian grabbed his hand.

"Thought I was getting the full tour?"

Theo's lips curved. "You want to see inside a random unfinished guest suite?" At Sebastian's look, he opened the doors and turned on the lights. "Pretty boring. Each guest room has a small sitting room, the bedroom, a small walk in cupboard, and of course their own bath."

Sebastian whistled. "Your guest room is bigger than my entire flat."

Theo turned back to look at him. "I like your flat."

Sebastian walked around the room, looking around in awe before he stopped in front of the night table by the queen sized canopy bed. "This table is fifteenth century."

Theo shrugged. "A lot of stuff is old in here. I showed you some of the antiques downstairs."

Sebastian ran his hand over the post of the bed. "And this bed… look at the craftsmanship! This has to be almost a thousand years old."

"Eight hundred," Theo corrected. "You're a big nerd, do you know that?"

Sebastian's lips twitched before he moved towards the cupboard, pulling the door open. "What does a guest need this much space for anyway?"

When he disappeared into the walk-in, Theo followed him. He turned on the lights, eyes on the empty shelves and racks.

"This house was built centuries ago when guests came from all over and would stay for a few weeks."

"This is cedar," Sebastian said, running his hand over the wood. "And this… bloody hell, Theo, these are thirteenth century chandeliers!"

Theo couldn't help but smile at how excited his boyfriend was about the history of the manor. He stepped up behind him, watching Bas examine the old shelving and slipped his arms around his waist. Then he slid his hand down and heard Bas' intake of breath as he felt the growing bulge under the denim.

"Should I be worried that a few antiques are getting you so excited?"

Sebastian turned in his arms, looking down into his eyes. "It's not the bloody antiques. That's still from our adventure in your library."

Theo popped open the button on his jeans before he took a few steps back. "Oh?" He knelt down on the plush carpet in the middle of the walk-in, keeping his eyes on Sebastian as he licked his lips. "I think that you should take them off if they're feeling so… confining."

Sebastian's breathing increased, but he unzipped himself and slowly pushed them down his hips. His boxers went with them a second later, his hard cock bouncing free and standing tall. Theo deliberately licked his lips again, this time achingly slow.

"Let's play a game."

Sebastian's blue eyes darkened in the low lighting. "Game?"

"Yes," Theo said, the growling voice of Sebastian making desire shoot through him. "You're going to do the work if you want to get off."

Sebastian's hand was stroking himself as he stared at the man sitting on his knees. "Oh really?"

Theo nodded. "I'm just going to kneel here with my open mouth and… wait…"

Sebastian made a low growling sound before he stepped over to Theo, his fingers grabbing his hair tightly. "You want me to fuck your mouth?"

"Yes."

His hard cock slapped against Theo's cheek and Theo almost groaned as his own cock stirred.

"I don't want to hurt you," Sebastian said, cupping his cheek.

"You won't," Theo assured him. "You do all the work. Push it in, take it out. Push it in, take it out… I'm sure that you can figure it out, Sebastian."

When he merely opened his mouth and looked up at him, Sebastian thought that he was going to come on the spot. He'd never had a man so trusting of him in his bed before (or on the floor of a walk-in closet). He'd never wanted to shag someone blind and yet treat them like precious glass before either, but Merlin knew Theodore Nott made him want to do both. He loosened his grip on his hair, gently running his fingers through that soft dark brown hair and then he held his head with both of his hands and slowly pumped himself into that sweet wide mouth. Theo moaned and he bit his bottom lip.

Merlin, if Theo was going to make sounds like that, he wasn't going to last long. He kept his pumps deliberately slow and shallow, not wanting to hurt him. That hot, wet mouth felt so bloody good wrapped around him, he almost forgot to breathe. When he made to pull out completely, Theo gripped him, stopping his motions, those brown eyes on his as he slowly removed his lips.

"If I wanted it slow and shallow, I'd do it myself," Theo said. "Fuck my mouth, Bas. I want all of you."

Then that mouth opened again and took him all the way down his throat and waited. Sebastian growled and when Theo made no effort to continue, he rocked his hips back and then forward again. Theo's hands moved up to grip his arse, those gorgeous brown eyes on his and Sebastian began to move faster. That soft, wide mouth taking him in and out like it was made for him. Every time his lips touched his pelvis, his tongue would move and Sebastian groaned. His hips began to thrust faster and when he felt himself about to let go, he started to move away but Theo's hands gripped him closer and he grunted as he finished. He came so hard that his knees felt weak, his hands still tangled in Theo's soft hair.

Theo slowly removed his mouth, kissing his length softly before he licked his lips and stood up. When he pulled his mouth down to his, Sebastian's tongue dove deep, kissing him breathless until they were both panting. He kissed Theo's forehead.

"I think I've become rather fond of this random cupboard in this guest room number…"

Theo's lips curved. "Four. And funny, I was thinking the same thing." He moved towards the door back to the bedroom. "Come on. There's a lot more rooms to see."

Sebastian pulled his jeans and boxers back up, zipping himself into place before he followed Theo back into the hall. Each guest room (all five of them) had a similar layout, but each one was different. A different pattern, a different design, yet all full of gorgeous antiques that made his mouth water. He listened to Theo explain how he'd been working with his house elves on fixing the place up, bringing contractors in to patch up walls and replace floors as needed but he hadn't finalized his plans for the guest rooms.

"The door handles are charming," Sebastian declared, moving closer to examine the one near him.

"Thanks. I picked them all out myself. Some are knobs, some are handles. I wanted each room to have its own unique door locks. See, this one is crystal and this one over here is from the Renaissance era. I thought that it would be kind of wicked to have a different style handle on every door when possible. This one is from the sixteenth century."

Sebastian traced his thumb over the knob in fascination. It was this kind of stuff that amazed him. That someone had thought to keep an old door knob and now it was refinished and being used again like it was meant to. Very cool.

"And you said that I was a nerd," he teased, pecking Theo on the lips. "So, when are we heading over to the main house so that I can see your bedroom?" Sebastian asked.

"After," Theo told him. "I'm saving the best for last. First it's the guest rooms as per your request, Auror Arsehole."

Theo let out a squeak of surprise when he was suddenly pushed back against the door of the bedroom. Sebastian's hands rested on the door on either side of his head, his body pressed up against his.

"You know what would make this grand tour even more amazing?" he asked, trailing his lips down Theo's jaw as he spoke and sending a delicious shiver through Theo.

"What?" he breathed, wishing Sebastian's hands would leave the door and touch him instead.

Sebastian's stubble brushed his neck and Theo groaned, rubbing his hard cock against Sebastian's hard body, annoyed that his hands stubbornly stayed pressed on either side of him against the wood.

"If my tour guide was naked."

Theo's eyes twinkled. "Oh, it would, eh?"

"Then I could spend my time admiring these gorgeous walls along with your fantastic backside. It's definitely a win-win."

"And what would I get out of it?" Theo asked, looking up into Sebastian's face.

Sebastian pressed a hot open-mouthed kiss against the pulse in his throat. "You'd know that I'd be wanting you so badly and waiting for me to find the perfect spot along the tour to bend you over and have my way with you. Again."

Theo trembled, feeling Sebastian's growing erection against his and he shook his head, pushing him away. "I have a better idea."

"Then you being naked?" Sebastian asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Not possible."

Theo pulled his dark green cashmere jumper over his head, revealing the black silk button down shirt underneath. "How about as we go along, I'll undress slowly from room to room?"

Sebastian licked his lips. "Yes. Let's definitely do that."

Theo couldn't help but smile to himself in triumph as desire flickered in the beautiful man across from him.

When they went into the next room, which Theo told him was guest room number five, and Theo only took off one leather ankle boot before going inside, Sebastian groaned.

Theo winked. "I didn't say that I'd make it easy on you."

They moved from guest room to guest room and thankfully Theo removed part of his clothing at the entrance to every walk-in, to every bath, and to every bedroom so that by the time Theo took him up to the third floor to show him the ninth bedroom and the storage area, he wasn't wearing much.

"These rooms are just one small bedroom with a small private bath along with storage," Theo explained. "I'm still working on refinishing them and I haven't decided if I want to keep them as more bedrooms or turn this into something else or expand the storage. I just don't know what."

"I'm sure that you'll come up with something," Sebastian said.

Theo nodded and led him into the small bedroom, furnished the same as the rest on the floor below but on a smaller scale. A basic double bed, a night table, a wardrobe, and an armchair. But this room meant that Theo's trousers came off. Sebastian licked his lips, eyes on the purple satin briefs his boyfriend was wearing. He had no idea satin underwear turned him on so much. He listened with half an ear as Theo explained how this was mostly all storage, even the bedroom, and when he turned, the sight of the obvious tent in the satin had Sebastian almost growling.

They entered the last room at the end of the hall and Theo dropped the satin briefs, his eyes on Bas as he stepped out of them. Sebastian's eyes raked over him like a starving man and Theo's cock twitched eagerly.

"Um… this is just a storage room. There's some old furniture and um… an old canopy bed over there. Those trunks are full of old clothes and books," Theo explained. "I have to take the time to go through everything."

Sebastian walked over to the huge canopy bed, running his fingers over the beautifully hand carved wooden posts. "This is exquisite."

Theo moved closer to look at the flowers and leaves carved into the wood. "It was in my mother's suite. I'd like to put it back there once it's redone."

"She had her own suite?"

Theo nodded. "My parents didn't get along, obviously."

Sebastian knew that from what Theo had already told him, not getting along was an understatement. "And what about this one over here?"

Theo followed him over to the even larger canopy bed under the window, sunlight lighting up the bed and the wooden posts shine. "Fifteenth century. It's made from oak."

Sebastian stared at the amazing carvings again in wonder. He couldn't imagine the time and effort if took to carve something so beautiful. He pat the soft white duvet cover. For storage, the house elves certainly kept every aspect of this place spotless.

"Come sit."

Theo hesitated. "I thought that you wanted me in a different position."

When Sebastian only patted the bed again, Theo moved over to sit next to him. Sebastian cupped his face and kissed him softly before he kissed his cheeks, his chin, and then his shoulder before he stood up.

Theo stayed where he was, his eyes watching him. Sebastian pulled his jumper and tee shirt over his head before he gestured with his hand for Theo to roll over. He did, lying on his stomach on the bed, his heart pounding in his chest. Then to his surprise, Sebastian grabbed his hands and pinned them behind his back.

"I'm going to bind these, can't have you touching yourself."

Theo groaned and then gasped in surprise when magical cuffs locked his hands in place at the small of his back. "Sebastian!"

Sebastian's lips pressed against his spine, kissing his way down to his behind, a low chuckle vibrating from him. "I'm going to make you scream for me."

Before Theo could ask what he had in mind, he was lifted to his knees, his cheek flat against the soft blankets and his arse in the air. His breath hitched.

"I'll need you up like this," Sebastian continued, his large hand running over Theo's arse. "I don't want the bed providing any extra… friction for you."

Theo trembled. "Bas…"

Lips pressed against the top of his arse.

"Oh, gods… please, fuck me."

Sebastian chuckled, kissing each butt cheek tenderly. "Later. Right now, I'm going to rim you."

Theo groaned.

"And you're going to come so hard," Sebastian murmured by his ear. "You're going to scream for me and the best part… neither one of us is going to touch your cock."

Theo groaned again, his cock already twitching in excitement. Then Sebastian's tongue was gliding over his bottom and all he could do was bury his face into the duvet, his fingers clenching at the small of his back, trapped in the cuffs. When that tongue struck home, Theo moaned.

"Sebastian! Oh, gods, Sebastian!"

But Sebastian ignored his cries and licked him more thoroughly. That long tongue was twirling and lapping at him, moving like lightning speed to reach that spot inside of him that made every nerve in his body spiral and beg for more. Those big hands massaged his thighs, stroked his arse, and teased close to him, but never reached around to touch him where he desperately wanted.

Instead, he used more tongue and slid a hand around to Theo's face to push his finger between his lips. Theo sucked on his finger eagerly and when it left his mouth, he whimpered until it slid into him. Oh, Merlin, Theo thought. His cock was aching to be touched, he could feel himself leaking, desperate for more as he tried to push his hips down to touch the duvet.

Sebastian gripped his hips tighter, pulling him back towards his face and denying him his attempt at friction. The second finger on top of that tongue, made his eyes cross and his teeth gripped the duvet cover under his face. Bas' tongue became more aggressive, two fingers drilling in and out of him with expertise. Theo moaned.

"Bas… please, please, touch me!"

Sebastian removed his mouth, adding a third finger before he pressed his lips against each side of Theo's bottom. Three fingers continued to work him in and out as Theo squirmed and panted desperately and then Sebastian's mouth sucked his balls tenderly, just enough to tease before releasing him.

He did it again and again and again…

Theo panted. "Bas… Sebastian… fuck, please!"

Instead of responding, Sebastian trailed his tongue over his balls in teasing licks and Theo's toes curled, attempting to dig into the duvet cover as he rocked back and forth on Sebastian's fingers. When that warm mouth engulfed his balls fully, the tip of his nose teasing his length, Theo made an incoherent squeal and Sebastian's fingers began to move faster. When that mouth sucked, Theo lost it.

He came so hard that his vision blurred, his fingers cramping in the cuffs as he screamed. He yelled so loud, grunting and crying in ecstasy as Sebastian continued to finger and suck him as he finished. Then the cuffs were off and Sebastian was massaging his hands gently as he kissed his back and Theo collapsed in a pool of his own making, his heart racing.

Sebastian kissed his shoulders and down his back, planting soft kisses down his spine. "You know, I've always wanted to tie someone up with those just for fun."

Theo opened one eye. "Happy to help out."

Sebastian chuckled and kissed the top of his head. "So, tour guide, where to next?"

Theo snorted. "This tour guide needs a recovery nap."

Sebastian grinned. "I'll take that as a compliment. But you really do have to get up. You see, you've made an awful mess."

"I know, I can feel it," Theo said. "But I'm also too weak to move."

Sebastian kissed his cheek. "Want me to carry you?"

"Is that an option? Yes, please."

He laughed and sat on the side of the bed. "Come get on my back. I'll give you a ride as you guide me."

Theo grinned and turned to wrap his legs around Sebastian's waist, smiling when Bas used a charm to clean up before he put his arms around his shoulders.

"Are you sure? I'm not light."

Sebastian rolled his eyes as he stood up, holding Theo's hips. "Where to, Lord Norfolk?"

Theo kissed Sebastian's cheek. "Down the stairs."

Theo directed him back down to the ground floor and around to the staircase in the sitting room that led up to the balcony. Through the balcony doors and onto the second main floor where there were the two bedroom suites and the master suite. Theo urged Bas to put him down when they reached the bedroom suites and took Sebastian through each one, explaining how Blaise and Draco usually stayed in these two. When he gestured towards the double oak doors, they entered into a large sitting room with hardwood floors.

"And this is the master bedroom."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "Yours?"

Theo nodded as Sebastian looked around. It was open concept and there were five large carved mahogany wooden columns arched across the centre of the room with three steps leading up into the bedroom. The room was painted a soft pewter; the back wall where his bed was situated, painted a deep wrought iron. There was a forest green suede sofa with two matching armchairs.

The bed was made from solid oak, a king-sized canopy bed with feathers and vines carved into the wood. A soft green sheer material was weaved through the wood overhead and lights twinkled from it. The bedding was all a deep forest green with grey throw pillows on a green and white duvet. Two large wardrobes stood against the walls, two night table, and a set of beautiful French doors that led into the master bathroom. The bathroom sported a small pool-sized bathtub and jacuzzi three steps up with a large shower in the corner. A large vanity ran the length of one side of the room with mirrors above it. The toilet was tucked into the corner near a wall to ceiling cupboard full of fluffy towels in deep greys and greens.

"Holy Merlin!" Sebastian exclaimed, his eyes wide. "This is way bigger than my flat!"

Theo, comfortable in his nakedness, led the way through the sitting room and up the steps to his bed, plopping down onto the soft mattress.

"I told you that my bed was bigger than yours."

Sebastian grinned and hurried up the steps to sit on the bed with him. "This is amazing. Seriously… just… this is more beautiful than any hotel I've ever seen. Did you decorate all of this yourself?"

Theo nodded. "Yes. It was based on a design concept my mum made."

Sebastian gestured towards the door on the other side of the room. "Do I even want to see what's in there?"

Theo's smile widened as he hopped off the bed and hurried towards the door to pull it open. "Come see! It's so pretty!"

Sebastian chuckled as he walked across the room to follow Theo through the door. Inside was the largest closet that Sebastian had ever seen. There were wooden racks full of shoes with clothes hanging over top and over a dozen drawers.

"Yup. You have a shopping problem."

Theo's fingers tugged on his belt, undoing it and then unzipping his jeans, pushing them down his hips. "It's not a problem. I like clothes and they like me."

Sebastian stepped out of his jeans, his eyes darkening when Theo shoved his boxers down too. "For someone who likes clothes, you seem to be pretty naked."

Theo's brown eyes twinkled. "That's because someone made me leave a trail of my clothes all over my house."

"Manor," Sebastian corrected, his voice coming out in a low growl when Theo got on his knees. "This is a fucking manor."

Theo leaned forward to lick his length. "You're right. It is a manor."

Then he took him into his mouth. Sebastian's head tilted back, groaning at the feel of that mouth working him over. When he stopped to lick his lips, Sebastian cupped his cheek.

"Enough of this. I'm going to fuck you now."

Theo started to stand, but Sebastian knelt down next to him. "The bed's in there."

Sebastian cupped his face in face again. "We'll save that for later."

And when Sebastian lowered him down to the floor of his closet, Theo had never been so excited to give someone such a thorough tour of his home. Even though it had definitely taken hours, it had totally been worth it.

~ ASC ~

Harry made himself comfortable at the end of the bed. He stretched out half on his stomach, his knees on the carpet, spreading his girlfriend's legs wider and pushing her up the bed that he'd transfigured the sofa in the tower room into. Ginny made a small moaning sound and he grinned up at her, licking his lips.

"Don't give me that look. You said that we could take a break."

"I did," she agreed, reaching out to tangle her fingers in his hair. "But I figured we'd take a short break before practice."

Harry's tongue teased her folds. "You don't think that this will be a short break?"

Ginny's eyes darkened. "It's just… I know what you can do with that thing."

Harry's wicked grin made desire shoot through her. He kept his green eyes on hers, twirling his tongue into her, teasing her. "What? This?"

Her hips arched and she ached for him as his tongue began to lick her like she was melting ice cream. His tongue flattened over her, experiencing every feel and taste of her before he spread her folds with two fingers and slid his tongue inside. He curled his tongue, rolling it, listening to the sounds she made, and when his tongue didn't go as deep as he wanted, he changed the angle and it moved deeper. She moaned.

"Oh, gods…"

Harry increased the speed of his tongue. They were on a time limit after all, but he definitely wanted to get her off at least twice and he knew that she was already getting close. He curled his tongue, licking upward and bit back his own groan. Merlin, he couldn't put into words how much he loved tasting her like this. How much he loved the feel of her on his mouth, in his mouth. He worked her clit with his tongue and when she began to pant his name, branching off into incoherent moans, he sucked, shifting his attentions to the right side and she came. Her hips arching towards him as he held her in place and drove his tongue deeper into her.

She was halfway towards another one when he finally pulled away, pushing his sweats and boxer briefs down to give relief to his massive hard on. Ginny's hand reached him for him, but he pulled her legs towards the end of the bed, spread her legs wide and pushed into her. They both groaned at the feel of completion and when he began to move, the heels of her feet dug into his arse. Harry was too busy doing her to notice.

Ginny's hips arched off of the bed, his hands on her breasts as he picked up speed, rocking the bed as much as her with every thrust. She cried out, holding onto his arms for support, watching the muscles ripple in his biceps as he held himself over her and pounded into her like he was so desperate for her that he couldn't wait a moment longer. She felt the building inside of her again and when his mouth wrapped around a nipple, the second orgasm tore through her. She moaned his name as he followed seconds later, his face falling into her breasts as he finished with a roar.

They were both breathless as he rolled over, staring up at the ceiling of the tower room.

"I lost my glasses," he mumbled.

Ginny grabbed his wrist to check his watch. "Fuck. We have two minutes to get down to the pitch."

She jumped up off of the bed to find her clothes, grabbing his glasses from the floor and gently placing them on his face. Harry stretched his arms out behind his head. His sweats and boxers were still wrapped around his ankles and despite the release he'd just had, his impressive cock was still semi-hard as it rested against his thigh.

"We can be a little late. I am the captain."

Ginny pulled her sports bra over her head and then grabbed the hoodie she usually practiced in. "Thank Merlin I convinced you to get our kits on first. Come on, get up!"

Harry stifled a yawn. "I've never been so upset to go to practice before."

She grinned and tied the drawstring on her trousers before finding her socks. "Up, Harry! Do you want Demelza to tease us all practice?"

He groaned and reluctantly reached down to tug his sweats and boxer briefs back into place. He moved off of the bed, catching the shirt his girlfriend threw at him.

"We should definitely come back here after practice."

Ginny pulled her hair back into a high ponytail. "Going to have me again, are you?"

He snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her back against him and pressing his semi-erection into the small of her bum. His lips trailed over her cheek and down her throat and when he spoke, the deepness of his voice shot desire through her.

"I want to spend hours with my tongue buried between your legs. I want to taste you until my tongue is numb and my fingers cramp and only then will I have you."

Ginny pushed her bum back against him. "Tease."

Then she was gone and he groaned as he watched her pull her trainers on. He pulled his shirt over his head and found his own shoes and thought watching her on her broom tonight was going to be absolute hell. He wasn't even taking into account the fact that he had no idea how he was supposed to fly with a massive hard on. That was something else all together.

He grabbed Arnold just before they left the tower room, passing him to Ginny who snuggled the pygmy puff close before putting him on her shoulder where he nestled by her neck. Arnold attempted to tug her ponytail closer to him, used to being engulfed in a curtain of that red hair. When he couldn't get it, he huffed in annoyance.

They were only ten minutes late by the time they made it down to the pitch. Demelza gave them a knowing look and Ron made a vomiting motion. Harry shot Ron two fingers and ordered his team to get stretching. By the time they took to the air, Harry found it was much easier to fly than it would have been at the beginning.

They ran drills. They practiced new formations and ideas and Harry sent a barrage of balls charmed to fly at Cootes and Peakes, pleased when they both fended off over ninety percent of them with their bats. Demelza, Wolf, and Ginny worked Ron hard, but he did well and Harry thought that his team was doing very well over all.

When he finally ended practice for the night, Ron draped an arm over Harry's shoulders. "Great practice, mate."

"Thanks," Harry said.

"Now, be honest with me, how you feeling she's doing for Saturday?"

Harry looked over at Ginny, watching the way she stretched a little to relax her body from the practice. "She's more nervous than she's letting on, but honestly, she's going to kill it. Jones already knows her by name and she kicked arse in the first one. There's no way that she won't get in unless their absolute wankers."

Ron nodded. "Good. You two want to come back to the Head dorm?"

Harry licked his bottom lip. "Erm…"

Ron rolled his eyes. "Seriously? You two were late for practice because you were bloody shagging."

"Well…"

"Bloody randy sots," Ron mumbled under his breath.

Harry grinned. "Gotta help my star Chaser keep her muscles relaxed for her tryout. Massages are great for that."

"Where's my massage, Captain?" Ron said, lifting an eyebrow. "I've got this kink just here in my shoulder blade."

Harry turned to look at where Ron was pointing and kneaded his hand over it. "Here?"

"Ooh, fuck yeah. Ugh… yeah, that feels great. I think I moved wrong on the last goal and just felt it pinch up."

Harry applied a bit more pressure, massaging his friend's shoulder with his fingers. "Good?"

"Mmm," Ron said. "Can you rub me down a bit lower, mate?"

Harry's hand lowered just under his shoulder blade, kneading. "Good?"

"Mmm, yeah, that's good. Rub it just there… ah, yeah, just like that…"

Demelza stopped in front of them, her eyes wide. "What did I walk into?"

Harry dropped his hand from Ron's shoulder and back and Ron scowled.

"Not that," Ron said. "Get your mind out of the gutter, Robins! We were talking about massages."

"On each other?" Demelza asked. "I could be interested in helping with that. Is there oil? Will you both be naked?"

"Why are Harry and Ron naked?" Ginny asked, slipping her arm around her boyfriend's waist.

"They want to massage each other and I volunteered to help as long as they were both naked."

"We didn't," Harry began, his cheeks heating. "I was telling Ron that I wanted to give you a massage."

"Didn't sound like that to me," Demelza said. "Honestly, Ginny, it sounded like they were making plans to rub one out on each other."

"How come every time Harry and I make plans, you somehow make it sound dirty, Robins?" Ron demanded.

"It's a gift."

"Well, I could use a massage," Ron insisted. "I'm quite stiff."

Demelza raised an eyebrow. "Well, I think that you better ask your girlfriend for help with that, Weasley. Though I would definitely be interested in watching our captain rub out your stiff one."

Ron shot up two fingers in response. "Massage, not a bloody handjob!"

She winked at him. "Too bad."

Ron glowered at Harry. "Why do we put up with her?"

"Because she's a great Chaser," Harry said. "And mate, if you really are stiff, you should talk to Hooch about seeing a masseuse. I want my team in top form even if I have to massage every ache out of all of your myself."

Ginny stood on her toes to kiss Harry's cheek. "A massage sounds lovely. I'm knackered. If you do that I'm definitely going right to sleep."

Harry put his arm around her shoulders. "Early to bed then. I need my star Chaser in top form over the next few days."

"And they've entered their own personal world again," Demelza said. "Hey, Wolf! Walk me back?" Demelza called out, hurrying over to where Wolf, Peakes, and Cootes were walking back to the castle.

Harry and Ginny waited for the rest of the team to get their things before they walked back to the castle with Ron, talking about what Ginny could expect in three days at the tryout. Harry kept his hand in hers and listened to her talk about what she thought the tryout might be like.

She was definitely going to kill it and he couldn't wait.

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End Author's Notes:

Summary of the book about Jacobs and Beck is a real book that I read (but I changed it from hockey to Quidditch just to make it magical). But I highly recommend if anyone is interested. Its book two in a series (CU Hockey), but can be read as a standalone — Face Offs and Cheap Shots by Eden Finley and Saxon James. If anyone is interested in book recommendations, please follow my bookstagram — brie_reads.

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