"": dreams.

Italics: thinking/ Flashbacks

Bold: Letters and notes.

-/-: time lapse/scene change.

* Italics*: Speaking in Parseltongue

Chapter twelve: Bonds complete

*Mature themes warning*

Soft touches, scorching kisses, breathy moans, Harry was lost to his own little world of pleasure, surrounded by the scents and flavours of his mates. The bed felt soft below him, his mates felt hot above him, he had never felt anything like this, not even in the touch's weeks before this night. Every nerve ending was heightened, every pleasure cell stimulated, Harry's very skin was on fire as his mates teased, caressed and kissed their way through to what felt like his very core. He looked through half lidded eyes, watching the men he so truly loved work seamlessly together, seemingly reading each other's mind to create the upmost pleasure for their little mate. Voldemort looked down at the young man he was about to bond to, never in all his life did he imagine that he would be here, about to bond to not only his once enemy but also two of his inner circle and yet it felt so right.

Lucius and Severus had the same thoughts as they looked down on their Harry, how could they be so lucky to have been chosen for him and by him. Severus looked to his fellow dominants while once again running his hands down the boy's legs.

"Now normally I would love to draw out our torture sessions, but in this case, I feel like we should hurry this up a little." He breathlessly, earning a high-pitched moan from Harry in agreeance, causing Voldemort to chuckle.

"Would you like that Harry? For us to hurry up?" Lucius asked silkily, again earning another moan from Harry, "uh uh ahh, that's not an answer Harry." He continued, flicking a perky nipple in the process. Harry groaned, leave it to him to bond with three masters of torture.

"y-yes I want it…please…ah….god please." He whimpered, squirming on the bed spreading his legs as much as he could to further show his want and need. The men smirked to one another, yes, their little mate was perfect, wanting to be loved by them, touched by them and they most certainly wanted to touch him. They attacked Harry together, Lucius pressing his lips hard into Harrys, Severus's lips immediately went to Harry's perfectly perky nipples and Voldemort got straight to work preparing him for the night ahead. They wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight, that much is for sure and in just a few minutes their bond would be complete, and their mateship would begin.

-Many hours later-

Harry lay panting between two solid bodies as the one above his stiffened once more, soft kisses were pressed against his neck sending tingles down his spine. He smiled up at the face above him, raising his arms to bring the man into a sloppy kiss. His body hummed in pleasure, he thought back to the times when he was nervous about completing the bond and now, he couldn't fathom having waited so long. These men who loved him so deeply, showed him so much loved, he felt safe, wanted but most of all complete. He sighed happily and relaxed into the arms of his mates, snuggling into them for their little break, he knew that they would be at it again soon if the hardness pressed into his thigh had any ideas, but for now they were quite, the only sound that be heard was the deep breathing of the relaxing men.

Voldemort, Lucius and Severus looked at each other over Harry's head and smiled, they could all feel the completed bond filling their hearts and soul making them whole for the first time in their life. They may not have been each other's first choice of mate, but during the past couple months and now lying in this bed with their submissive in their arms, they knew that they wouldn't have it any other way. Voldemort leaned forward, moving to cup Severus's hand in his, while his other hand came up to cup Lucius's head, startling both men but neither moved away.

"I accept you both as my fellow dominate mate's to Harry, and I hope we can come to love each other just as we love our submissive." He said softly, watching the shock grow in the other man's eyes as he spoke, Severus was the first to move, cupping and holding Voldemort's hand tighter, dropping a soft kiss to the back of his hand. Lucius was a bit more shocked, he had only just become truly comfortable being so intimate with Harry between him and his lord, now their relationship was taking another giant leap, however this time the leap wasn't a scary one, and a smile creeped onto his face before he pressed his head against the mans hand. All three men shared in the moment together, the bond beating between them, their creatures seemingly liking the new and growing affection between them. A soft giggle was heard and the three looked down at their little mate, seeing the goofy smile plastered against his face.

"well that was adorable." Harry said hoarsely, he throat raw from screaming his pleasure to the high heavens. "The big bad dark lord being all mushy, it just isn't decent." He continued, pulling a smile from the man before he leaned down and passionately kissed him, causing Harry to arch into him, his member hardening to match his mates.

"So, I'm being mushy, am I? well then Harry dear, let me show you just how big bad dark lord I can be." Voldemort said with a wicked grin even the darkest of lords would fear, and even though he knew he to should fear it Harry only felt the rush of sexual desire course through his veins. He meant to rile the man, and he knew just from the look in each of his mates' eyes, he had riled them into another round, Harry smirked, they would not be getting any sleep tonight and he would love every minute of it.

Draco had pretended not to notice when his father, Severus and Voldemort had walked past him lip locked with who he thought of as a brother, and most certainly pretended not to have noticed the many moans and groans coming out of Harry's mouth. He was happy for the quad of men, they were finally consummating their bond, which in his mind was both good and bad. Good because it meant that hopefully Harry would stop being so awkward when wanting certain attention and bad because it meant that he would have to sit and suffer whenever Harry actually got said attention. Not that he wasn't happy for his father for finally having a chance to be truly happy, but as he got closer to Harry, he felt more brotherly then friendly and that got awkward real quick.

Draco had to blush however when not an hour later he could start to hear the first of many moans of the night. They had forgotten to put up silencing wards, terrific, so now not only did he have the image in his mind of Harry getting utterly ravished with the three men, he could also hear them which just so happened to make the situation that much harder. Harder. Probably not the best word to use in this situation, Draco thought as he looked down at his trousers. First the twins and now this, well I'm definitely gay, his thoughts continued as he pulled out a letter from the back of the book he was holding. Unfolding it he re-read the words that gave him such pleasure, the twins had sent it just days earlier and to say Draco was shocked would be an understatement. Mortified would be a better word to say the least, upon receiving the letter, at breakfast, Draco had squealed and fled the table, causing the other occupants to look severally confused and worried.

Harry had found him about an hour later, bunked up in his room letter in hand, cheeks flushed. Of course, he had told Harry who had laughed until he had tears coming out of his eyes, Draco had hit him at that point. Draco was both confused and aroused at the letter that seemingly came out of nowhere from the twins, but Harry had calmed his thoughts by explaining how serious the twins probably were, and to them Draco would be more then a plaything. In fact, Harry had calmed his nerves to the point that Draco was able to write a reply, discussing his feelings about the letter and its contents, and even went as far as to add onto what the twins had discussed. It now seemed like a daily occurrence that someone saw the twin's owl enter the home, and Draco seemed to perk up at every letter that arrived.

Harry had told him that he was happy he was communicating with the twins and decided that they should all go out and have a meal together again, as the last one went so well. Draco had stumbled on his reply, but overall agreed, the twins agreed almost immediately, and the planning took place, they were supposed to meet them a week today Draco was nervous. He tried to talk to his father about things, but he simply replied with "have fun" which made Draco bristle and stalk off to find Harry, which is where he walked in on the scene of the Voldemort and Harry in the kitchen, the rest escalated from there. So, now here Draco sat, listening to his father, Severus and Voldemort bonding with his brother who seemed to be very much enjoying himself. He knew he wouldn't be able to erase the sounds from his thoughts for at least the next couple of days, but maybe, just maybe he could use that to his advantage and play out one of the twin's fantasy's they had written about in the letter. Of course, he wouldn't tell Harry what he had done, but he might just tell the twins in his next letter, he had a feeling they might enjoy that.

Well…I officially hate myself for leaving this fic for so long. I am sorry for that and I hope this chapter makes up for some of it. Now as you can problem tell I left a lot of the sex out of the beginning of the chapter, because I wasn't sure weather people would actually want to read it or not, or really if I could write a good sex scene, so this is what you get. But please tell me what you think and if you wish to see more. Ill be updating soon now that I'm finished with school, so I hope your looking forward to reading more from me. As always, read, review, follow and favourite, love you guys and thanks for sticking with me

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