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Harry's heart beat loud as he unlocked his door. He flung it wide and Butch was there, rubbing up against Voldemort. Meow. Voldemort picked her up with a laugh.

"Hey, girl."

She rubbed against him.

"I missed you, too."

He looked up at Harry who stepped beyond the threshold and held out a hand,

"Take my hand."

Butch jumped out of Voldemort's hold and strutted back into the house and out of view,

"Why?"

Harry held Voldemort's gaze.

"Because I promise not to lie to you. I promise never to keep things from you. Because you love me like I love you. Because you want to build a future with me."

Voldemort raised an eyebrow,

"Do I?"

Harry didn't drop his hand,

"You do. Take my hand, V."

Voldemort closed his eyes,

"I heard the tape. Heard Morfin."

Sirius must have sent it,

"I'm sorry."

Despite everything, Voldemort had cared about his uncle. He didn't deserve that.

"He deserved it."

Voldemort opened his eyes and stared at his outstretched hand then glanced up at Harry,

"Do you promise to never stop calling me V?"

Harry allowed himself a smile then,

"Yes."

Voldemort rubbed his chin,

"I didn't sleep with anyone, not even Bella and Rodolphus."

He bit his lip.

"I won't ever do that again. I promise."

Harry's smile widened,

"And I promise the same."

Voldemort lifted an eyebrow with amusement dancing in his eyes,

"To never sleep with Bella and Rodolphus?"

Harry nodded his head,

"Or anyone else but you."

He shot a pointed look at his hand,

"I'm getting tired here, V. Take my hand."

"Okay."

Voldemort took his hand. They tumbled onto the bed, lips pressed together, kissing hungrily. Voldemort's fingers were on Harry's jeans, unbuttoning him while Harry did the same to him. No time for foreplay, that would have to come later. Like when his hands weren't trembling uncontrollably, or when Voldemort wasn't making those low, hungry whimpering sounds at the back of his throat.

Harry inhaled them, their combined scents with his eyes closed. Voldemort got his jeans unbuttoned and pulled the zipper down before tucking a hand inside to grasp him, stroke him.

"Yess."

Harry threw his head back, bucking into that tight fist. Voldemort's mouth closed over his throat, nipping, sucking him there while his thumb swiped over Harry's wet crown. Harry felt around Voldemort's chest with his eyes still closed, finding and pinching a nipple.

"Damn."

Voldemort shuddered against him. He yanked Harry's jeans down lower, getting it stuck around his thighs. Harry did the same to him, groaning as he jerked on Voldemort's jeans. Voldemort panted against him, body arching, writhing.

"Harry."

Harry stilled. He made himself open his eyes and look at the man under him, at his dilated pupils and flushed face, his lips, pink and swollen. So gorgeous,

"V."

"I need you,"

Voldemort murmured, words so full of naked emotion they made Harry's chest ache.

"I need you more."

He pressed their foreheads together, cupping Voldemort's nape,

"I need you more."

Voldemort's bottom lip trembled.

"I've missed…"

His voice caught.

"Everything. Everything."

"Never again,"

Harry promised fiercely,

"You won't miss anything ever again."

Voldemort cupped his cheek, and Harry leaned into that touch,

"Kiss me."

And Harry did, soft and tender at first until Voldemort changed the game, the pace, and they were back eating at each other's mouths like they were hungry, starved. Which Harry was, so much. Voldemort held up the lube and Harry grabbed it, squeezing some onto his fingers without looking at anything other than Voldemort's gorgeous brown eyes and the way they sparkled for him.

They still had their t-shirts on, jeans bunched around their thighs so movement was restricted, but Voldemort shifted away and flipped onto his stomach, giving Harry his ass as he knelt on the edge of the mattress. Harry pushed two fingers into him and Voldemort cried out, ass clenching.

"Damn."

The heat singed Harry, shorted out his brain and he thrust in again as Voldemort grabbed on to the mattress and rocked back, trying to take him deep. Harry twisted his digits, a hand at Voldemort's nape, holding his head down as he watched his fingers disappear into that tight entrance.

"Please."

Voldemort rode them, wanton, hungry, in search of more and Harry wasn't going to make him wait, wasn't going to make either of them wait. He slicked up and crouched behind Voldemort, hand around his cock as he eased his way in. Sound gurgled in Voldemort's throat. Hell, Harry couldn't breathe. Voldemort's hot grip stole everything. His chest hurt. He eased back then thrust in.

"Yes."

Voldemort cried out and grabbed onto Harry's flank, holding him in place. Harry set to work, thrusting hard and deep, in and out, over and over.

"Love you,"

He bit out the words as Voldemort writhed underneath him, ass rippling around Harry's cock.

"Love feeling all this flawless ass."

"More."

Voldemort panted.

"Please."

Harry did it, he gave him more, slamming into Voldemort over and over, until his eyes crossed and Voldemort scratched at him. Their grunts and moans filled the room, as did the scent of their lovemaking. Intoxicating. Harry inhaled it, took it deep into his lungs as he dug his heels into the floor and fucked Voldemort like he wanted to, like Voldemort wanted him to.

When the fire from the approaching orgasm made his spine crackle and pop, he reached around between Voldemort's body and the mattress and stroked him, his hand over Voldemort's. Stroking Voldemort's dripping shaft as Harry pounded into him. Voldemort turned his head, lips parted and Harry took him, his mouth, sliding his tongue deep into Voldemort's mouth as his cock did the same to his ass. Deep. Hard. And Voldemort's ass spasmed, body shaking, lurching, heat spraying out onto their joined hands.

"I love you,"

Voldemort muttered against his lips. Harry groaned long and loud, the rumbling sound cut off when Voldemort kissed him again, giving Harry his tongue again. He came like that, filling Voldemort up. They stayed locked together. Their bodies joined and intertwined.

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