Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, regrettible, I do not even own sheka, as he is based on the basilisk in COS. T^T why must you be such a cruel bint JK Rowling? Why must you take away my right to publish my storehs?
the long awaited lemon ish here! beware of the smut if you no likey! this is a PORN chappie. meaning NC 17 so haters better skeedattle!
Chapter 6 – Nervana? Tch...as if that could describe THIS!
Sevierus winced bitterly, his hands clenching the sheets in an effort not to moan out in pain when a cool, lubricated finger entered him, smearing the liquid inside of his abused posterior.
"Remus." he growled, fighting the restraining hand on his thigh. "I swear, I will slice off your scrotum and invent a potion to use them in if you ever mention this to anyon-hey!" he shouted at the smack of a hand to his thigh.
"Stop squirming so, Severus!" Madame Pomfrey chastised as she continued to spread the healing salve. Remus snickered in the chair next to Snape's cot, watching with sick amusement as his fellow professor was molested by the overzealous matron. "honestly, I do not know how on earth you managed to tear yourself open again." Severus opened his mouth to reply.
"If you so much as think of implying this to be Potter's fault I will give you a real reason to complain severus!" Said man glared at her, but said not a word, effectively affirming her accusation and causing the wolf to snort out a chuckle.
"I told you to stay in bed, Severus." Remus chortled. "But no, you couldn't listen to a former St. Mungo's apprentice." Snap rolled his eyes, though, thankful that his freind had kept his secret, before shouting his discomfort when the invading finger brushed over something he had no desire to have touched again.
"Dammit woman, take that infernal appendage out of me before I fucking snap it off!"
"My, My severus." Dumbledore said merrily as he waltzed in. "Such language."
"I am entitled to expressing my displeasure in any way I please Headmaster." Snape retaliated, his pale cheeks flushing heavily at the realization that his adoptive father was watching this. "and I do not appreciate being made a spectacle for all of you to ogle at my expense."
"Well." Remus groaned and stood up, stretching. "I must be off headmaster, I have some personal business to attend to." Albus nodded with a smile.
"The by all means, my boy; attend to your heart's content." Remus nodded and strode out of the room, none of the other occupants noticing the dark glimmer behind his eyes as he shut the door behind him, slinking into the shadows.
"That man." tisked Poppy with a click of her tongue. "I never know what he's up to thee da-"
"Thats enough!" Severus raged when the woman accidentally prodded his prostate again, pushing the elderly woman away with his foot, ignoring the agony that vibrated up his spine. He slouched into a half U bend and rubbed the bridge of his crooked nose, not noticing the tiny probe at the back of his mind.
'If that Seamus brat thinks he's getting anywhere near my arse again he is gravely mistaken.'
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.
"Harry?" a hand tapped an all but naked shoulder and harry turned around to see someone he never would have guessed to be here.
"Dudley?" His mouth opened agape as he was pulled into a bear hug.
"Bloody hell but its good to see you again!" he grinned when harry finally was able to escape the hug.
"What in blazes are you doing here?" harry exclaimed as a wood nymph came skipping up, throwing herself around Dudley's shoulders.
"Your boyfreind here invited me of course." he grinned, staggering slightly when a feminine hand wandered over his neck. "heh you seem to be doing pretty well for yourself."
"I could say the same for you." harry returned the warm smile, although he still felt quite odd to be speaking to Dudley on friendly terms.
"Dudley darling all my friends are waiting for us." the Nymph whined, tugging at his arm. The dirty blonde blushed and whispered something into her ear. She nodded and skipped off again to join the others of her kind nearby the sprites.
"Who's she?" Harry nodded with a smirk in her direction. Dudley's cheeks turned from pink to red.
"I have no idea really, but she refuses to let me out of her sight since I met her an hour ago." Sheka chuckled and hissed out in response
::Just dont let them feed you anything or you'll never get rid of that tent your sporting right now.:: Harry blushed, wondering if he should translate for Dudley.
"Thanks for the warning mate." Dudley smirked and cuffed harry's shoulder, not noticing the utter disbelief on his cousins face. "I'll see you later tonight Harry." he winked and he ran off to join the beckoning girls.
::Translative charm on the grotto, Carus.:: Sheka offered, seeing his mates confusion. harry nodded, cursing himself at not deducting the obvious. ::Why don't you run off for a while and mingle?::
::But I want to stay here with you.:: harry pouted and brushed up against his alemte's underside, who shook his head.
::You need to stay here, Carus. The high council is meeting a bit further on and you wont be permitted to go just yet.:: He lowered his head down and nuzzled it against harry's cheek who smiled and snuggled back.
::Will you be very long?:: he asked.
::I cannot say.:: was the reply. Harry giggled when a forked tongue stroked his cheek. ::But trust me, the wait will be worth it.:: the raven boy nodded and kissed Sheka's eye ridges.
::Okay...:: he said sadly, eyes growing large and puppy-ish. ::I'll miss you.:: Sheka's heart all but stopped and he found himself being pulled into a kiss, harrys tongue flicking against his snout with the softest, quietest whisper.
::I love you Sheka.:: sheka froze in harrys embrace, his poisonous eyes widening into two sparkling, shining orbs. Not once since he and harry met, had harry ever said that he loved him.
::I love you too Harry.:: he said as he forced himself to pull away stroking that soft cheek with the end of his tail. The caress slow and lingering as he turned around, heading off towards the Council meeting, knowing that soon after...he would no longer have to hold back.
"Ron?" the redhead shifted in his sleep, and with a growl pulled the pillow over his head when he heard a knock on the door. "Ron." another knock and said boy scowled, doing his best to ignore whomever was disturbing his sleep.
"Ron you, prat! Its me!" blue eyes opened wide, a grin spreading over his lips as Ron leaped out of bed and hurried to unlock the door.
"What'r you doing here Mione?" he asked, allowing his bathrobe clad girlfreind into the room. "It's two in the morning."
Hermione smiled coyly, sauntered past him to his bed with the grace of a cat and sat down on his bed.
"Oh nothing much." she smirked as she crossed her legs. "I couldn't sleep is all. So I decided to come visit you." Ron plopped himself beside her and kissed her on the cheek.
"Nightmares?" he asked kindly, not quite noticing the sliver of bare thigh between the folds of his girlfriends robe. She shook her head with a slight pout.
"No." she replied. "I just couldn't get my eyes to stay shut..." she whimpered out softly. "Lavender wouldn't turn of her lamp."
Hermione glanced over to where Neville slept and spotted a hazel glimmer behind the curtains of his four poster bed and she consciously held back a mischievous grin. Looking to the side, she tilted her head away from Ron and gave a dramatic sigh, which was quite the accomplishment considering that with every second it became harder not to explode into a fit of giggles.
"I was wondering..." Ron watched tentatively when he spotted her hand slowly making its way up his thigh.
"Y-yeah?" he stuttered nervously. 'oh merlin is she...' his eyes darted back and forth between her wandering hand to her bedroom lidded eyes.
"You wanna' fuck?"
'oh SHIT! She does! What do i-'
Before he could finish his thought, he felt himself being thrown onto his back as a pair of legs straddled his hips, and his lips were caught in a deep bruising kiss. Ron's mind was racing instantly, half of him wanting to respond, the other half frozen in shock. In a manner of seconds his lips were being pried open to make way for a surprisingly skilled, probing tongue forcing him to moan out of reflex, his back arching into his sex hungry girlfreind as her hands travelled over his suddenly bare chest and he finally gained back enough brainpower to begin returning the kiss.
"Mnnhh ah mione..." his voice was strained and breathy, how could it not be, her tongue was everywhere! In his mouth, over his lips, curling in circles over his neck. "Nhh ahh slow dow-ah!" he gasped out, throwing his head back when he felt teeth tugging at his right nipple and his toes curled up in pleasure as he wrapped his legs around her waist.
"Nggh ahh oh fuck more! Nnhh please!" His eyes were squeezed shut, lip stinging from his own biting teeth as a hand reached down to his groin, cupping his clothed ballsack in a rough, dominating grip.
Hermione smirked to herself when she felt his legs snake around her hips. Her little Ronnykins was a natural born bottomer. What on earth allowed him to hold onto thinking he was straight? The signs were everywhere!
"What do you want ron?" a soft, sultry voice purred into his ear. He shuddered when something wet, and hot flicked out against it and found himself lifting into hermione's bare, soft, rounded chest.
'UGH! No, that's not right!' his mind screamed in protest as the two mounds pressed further into him, squishing against him. Ron willed himself to take both breasts into his hands and squeezed, hearing a quiet, mewl sound out from the woman on top of him.
That sound, that keening, begging sound...it was just...wrong!
"mnn u like holding me there dont you?" she hissed out, grinding her hips into him. And he found himself shuddering in disgust when he felt a significant lack of just...hardness. She had, none! Everything about her was soft! It was just...Merlin's ball sack; it was so gross!
"You want me right?" she hummed into his ear and pushed his hands down to feel her wet heat, and suddenly all Ron could think about was getting away from her.
"Mione i-" he could almost feel his face turning green when his fingers were forced between her nether lips.
Hermione growled and only pushed him further. 'time to go in for the kill.'
"You want inside my wet pussy?"
"Fuck! Just stop!" he screamed out and flung her off of him, panting and half retching as she backed away. He didn't even notice when her face shifted. She was clearly ready to burst into triumphant laughter.
"W-why? What is it?" she choked out, hoping it sounded hurt instead of on the verge of cracking. Ron looked at her in the most horrified expression she had ever seen on his face.
"Just...you!" he exclaimed. "You with your, squishy, and your softness and that..." he shuddered violently and swallowed. "that...that deep ,dark, void of penis munching doom!"
Neville couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into hysterical laughter, alerting Ron of his presence, who shot a glance to him, still looking as traumatised as ever.
"Oh shit!" he gasped. "oh god that was just..." Nev fell out of the bed, clutching his stomach as Hermione hid a giggle behind her hand. "Oh fuck! Hermione I want that memory in a pensive!"
Ron looked in confusion between Hermione and Neville, wondering what the hell was going on and his features evolved into a blushing pout.
"What just happened?" he growled. Hermione snickered and closed her robe off again, tying it snugly.
"Well you wouldn't admit to it, Ron." she defended earning herself a gaping fish face of shock. "We had to make you see it yourself or you would never have come out of the close-"
"IMNOTGAY!" ron sputtered a little to quickly. Neville shook his head having finally calmed down and made his way over to sit next to his favourite redhead.
"Ron... think about it." he said with a smile. "you get drunk and beg me to let you give me head." Ron scowled.
"That's different. I was dru-"
"You blush at everything I say to you, and people constantly catch you with a boner in the Quidditch shower room."
"The broom rubs against my -"
"You hardly ever even touch Hermione, even during dates."
"Thats cause I respe-"
"We end up snogging every night."
"I'm half aslee-"
"You called Hermy's woman parts a 'deep, dark void of penis munching doom'. Ron." Neville stated dryly. "What straight man would ever say that?" Hermione giggled.
"Its not funny!" he glared at her, and then gave Neville a teary eyed look, pointing at the girly parts between Hemione's legs. "That thing is EVIL!"
{:: The Courtship trial of Lord Seryeshka Slytherin and Harry James Potter will now proceed.::} Fawks trilled from her perch at the center of the table at which several other creatures sat. to her right, sheka observed from his seat before them, sat Lady Renenutet of the Naga, Master Felix of the Centaurs and Lady Artemis of the Werewolves. To her left sat Mistress Capuchine of the Veela, Sir. Turchino of the Merpeople (who was lounging in a pool of seawater), and Master Vallorum of the Kelpies.
Sheka was practically trembling he was so nervous. Here before him, stood the people who with one word could deny him the right to mate and wed with harry with a single word. He prayed everything was in his favour, though he knew almost nothing of what was required, he was sure he would be granted Harry's hand.
{::Lord Slytherin, soon to be coronated King of Basilisks and Ruler of the Serpents.::} Renenutet gestured him forward. {:: We are aware that for several months, you have set you're eyes upon the human boy, Harry James Potter, rumored Massiah of wizard kind as dictated in the prophesy of September twenty first in 1973, by the seer Sybil Trelawney.::}
{::This is true, my lady.::} Sheka bowed respectfully. {:: Although I had marked him several years ago in the Chamber of secrets.::} Fawks inclined her head in acknowledgement and sat up much straighter as he motioned for Lady Artemis to continue.
{::Will the opposing candidate please approach the court at this time.::} Shekas eyes widened in shock as a figure stepped out of the trees from behind him, visibly withholding a smirk as he took his place beside him.
{::Mister Remus Balthazar Lupine, former Beta Male and Healer of the Fenrir clan, Alpha of the Rogue Recovery Act; please state your relationship concerning the Potential Mate.::}
{::Thank you, my lady.::} he also bowed, but far lower and taking a full second longer than his opponent had bothered to.
Sheka wanted to scream at him; rant, rave, anything to show his fury. But he was forced to hold his tongue...ohh but when he won Harry's hand he would assure this foul creature's demise. How dare he attempt to Steal his Carus away!
{::I have been in continuous contact with Harry since his third year, when the Wizard Albus Dumbledore was finally able to convince the Minisrty of my rights as his godfather.::} Vallorum huffed, mist expelling from his snout as he gave remus a look of dissaproval.
{::So you came in contact with harry after which he had already been marked by Lord Slytherin?::}
{::Not entirely Master.::} Remus continued, nodding his head respectfully. {::I had in fact known him for a good year, beginning in fact the day he was born.::} He grinned inside when he observed Sheka stiffened at this information. {::I bore witness to his birth and in fact had spent the greater portion of every day with him for a year until his parents' murder; after which my rights of guardianship were revoked in support of Harry's relatives::} there was a small murmur amongst the council for several moments before Madame Chapuchine spoke out.
{::So in retrospect, you have known harry, and he has known you his entire life.::}
{::Yes madame.::} she nodded with aporval and turned to Sheka.
{::You know your opponent personally I assume?::}
{::That is correct, Madame.::} shekas voice cracked slightly in his attempt to supress his frustration.
{::What have you observed in Remus Lupin? Please keep in mind that if we suspect any defensive and irrelivant Bias in your claims, they will be instantly dismissed.::}
{::Understood.::} Sheka reared himself up with dignity. {::Remus lupin is a very cairing man.::} he said honestly, hating himself for admitting it. {::He is talented and Responsible, and rarely puts his needs before another.::} now to tell his faults. {::But he is also a very posessive man; often times pushing himself upon Harry, though the child does not suspect anything other than platonic intentions. In all honesty, he has hardly been performing what could be considered a courtship, and more of a slow, secretive seduction.::}
{::I see...::} Artemis sent a glance to Remus, who shifted, but otherwise showed no discomfort. {::Is there anything else you would presume to inform us?::}
{::Only one, your grace.::} sheka inclined his head and gave an accusing glance to his competitor. {::When Remus Lupin discovered me to be a threat to his intentions with harry, he attacked me in the middle of the night. Although I received no physical damage, he made it very clear to me that he already considered the boy to be his mate.::}
there was a deafening silence, and all eyes were on the werewolf now. Though to Sheka's confusion, they did not show any signs of disapproval, but stayed neutral. That could not bode well.
{::Mister lupin. Present your opposition of Lord Slytherin.::} Directed Master Felix.
{::Thank you Master.::} Remus approached the table slowly as he spoke. {::I find Lord Slytherin to be an honorable, honest, and otherwise very worthy mate for one Harry James Potter.::}
'Thats right you filthy flesh eater.' sheka narrowed his eyes, but not visibly enough to be noticed. 'suck up to them.'
{::He has saved Harry's life twice. Once in his second year of school, and again only weeks ago. However, he would not have had to do so, had he not been there in the first place. In the Chamber of Secrets, Harry informed me when I was reunited with him; Lord Slytherin had been reduced to a pet, to the revived Horcrux of Tom Marvolo Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort. He followed the orders given by said Horcrux and attempted and nearly succeeded in killing the mate he now wishes to claim.::}
Sheka was shaking with rage at this point, and was focusing more on not striking this creature down where he stood, rather than coming up with a reasonable defense for his own case.
::Calm yourself, please...i do not wish to deny you courtship on account of contempt.:: he heard a soft whisper in his head and gave the Lady Naga an appreciative nod.
{::The second time, Lord Slytherin provoked a known enemy of His potential mate, resulting in a fatal situation for himself, Harry and the boy Draco Malfoy. Had harry not convinced him to spare the Wizard's life he would have perished while waiting for Lord Slytherin to recover from his rage.::}
{::So you say that even though incapacitated, the bond between Young Potter and Lord Slytherin was already so strong after a few short months that simple words between them reduced the blind rage of a Basilisk to dissipate completely?::} Lady Naga suddenly interjected.
{::...That could be a possible explanation, yes. However, I believe that it may have been a possible link between the venom that already runs through Harry's veins that has caused such a connection.::}
{::The WHAT?::} Turchino suddenly exclaimed in outrage. Every member of the council, including the Lady Naga now glared at Sheka in blatant anger.
{::You have already initiated your right as his mate?::}
{::This is an outrage! Such adulterous bonding had been forbidden since the fourteinth century!::}
{::He may as well have mated with him already! The boy is tainted now!::}
{::Unfit!::}
{:: Sullied!::}
{::SILENCE!::} There was a burst of flame and Fawks gave a dragon like roar. The arguing ceased instantly and she turned to Sheka, looking very put out. {::I am sure that Lord Slytherin has a reasonable explination.::} the basilisk king held his ground though his coils slumped in defeat. Fawks herself had witnessed the whole thing. There was no denying it, no way he could give his reasons without simultaneously admitting himself to have been the reason for the more severe of harry's accidents.
{::In my attempt to kill the boy...when I was still under the control of the Horcrux, My eyes fell upon his, and his soul began to slip.::} he admitted in shame. The council's attention was rapt and focused. {::In the moment where his soul began to part from his body, a sense of recognition passed through me, and I knew the boy's last moments were the same. In my haste to save his life...I ignored my orders...and the laws of the council, and forced my venom to bond with his blood, thus reversing the effects of my stare.::}
The entire council was silent as stone, and Sheka knew they were communing through the Link of the Court so as to avoid arguments from him or Remus, whom he was certain had won his Carus's hand.
Remus purred inside, with that last piece of information, he had known he would win harry 's hand as a mate one way or another. It was inevitable. Either Harry would be granted to him, or his little prongslet would be proclaimed sullied, and he would be granted him regardless as punishment for Sheka's crimes against the council. It was a win wi-
{::You two will follow behind the council into the courtyard.::} Fawks said simply, shaking them from their thoughts. {::Sheka, please return to your human form before following::}
Both nodded and waited until the merman lord had floated in front of them on his pillar of water.
When they emerged into the clearing, sheka's heart ached when he saw harry; his lovely Harry who had only just proclaimed his love to him, who was now running towards them and waving to him.
Harry had been enjoying himself in the far left corner, playing with the smallest of the werewolf cubs as they climbed over and tackled him with fervor, laughing and giggling whenever one had decided his tummy tasted too good not to lick. When he turned around next, he saw a rustling in the trees as the council members entered the grotto, followed by Sheka, and another he could not quite see. Within seconds he had leaped up and begun running over to him, excited and eager to hear of the meeting.
::Sheka!:: he exclaimed happily as he made his way over. ::Sheka your ba-oof!:: before he could reach the first of the council members, two firm hands grabbed his arms, restraining him and pulled him back. ::Hey let go-::
"Hush, little one." the taller of what appeared to be vampires. "Their business is not yet over." Harry was silent, but now, registering the fact that Sheka's face had fallen into quite a miserable expression, he became very concerned.
{::The verdict is as follows.::} Fawks announced to the crowd.{::Both potential mates please step forward.::} they obeyed and soon both were handed a single scroll. Harry watched in disbelief when he saw that Remus was the other whom had been with the council. Potential mates? Remmy was competing against Sheka? But...why?
Both Remus, and Sheka opened their scrolls and read as Fawks recited the verdicts aloud.
{::Mister Remus Balthazar Lupin has broken the following Court law's: number five six one seven upon the provoking and assault of his competitor, number two eighty two upon the premature claim of Harry James Potter as his mate, number seven seven nine upon the manipulative attempt of seduction through mock paternal affection.::} harry paled...putting two and two together, now knowing why Remus and Sheka had been constantly bickering. But...mock paternal? He was...no this didn't make sense! Remus wasn't like that! He would never-
{::Lord Seryeshka Slytherin you have broken High Court law number one six three upon tainting the blood of one Harry James Potter in premature bonding through venom.::}
{::Due to the equal standing of both parties they shall be forced into a Magic-less state and publicly battle for the hand of the mate in question.::} at her words, both sheka's and Remus' scrolls emitted a stream of golden magic that bound itself around their wrists and necks before seeping into their skin. {::The magical bonds will dissipate when the victor has been determined.::}
Harry watched as the two men removed their shirts, and as remus tossed his into the grass, harry saw a glint of lust directed his way that clearly stated his intentions. Harry's expression darkened and the flames of the dragons signal to begin the match casting a deadly glow over his features. There was a great roar as the flames swirled within the sky and exploded upwards. The match had begun.
Remus was on top of Sheka almost instantly, growling like a rabid animal as he clawed madly at his face and chest, only to be thrown off and propelled several feet, followed by his opponent who lunged at him, teeth bared and ready to tear into his throat. Fists collided with each other, knuckle to knuckle, both meeting the speed of the opponent with equal skill, though neither relented, not even when both sets of hands had been broken in several places. It was only when Sheka receved the first connecting blow that the fight evolved into what looked like advanced martial art style kicking and blocking.
Harry watched from the sidelines hands cupped around his mouth as he screamed out his support to his champion, only to be drowned out by the jeering and shouts of the crowd. Sheka however, along with lupin could hear him perfectly and used it to fuel their flames. Every time harry opened his mouth the fight became more and more brutal, and soon every connecting blow had become deadly.
Lupin dodged a swipe to his face and grabbed shekas arm; twisting it in his mighty grip and flung the snake over his shoulder. Before sheka made contact to the floor he managed to brace his fall with his free arm and swing a leg out, catching remus in the gut forcing them both to roll away and catch their breath. The werewolf wiped his bleeding lips with the back of his hand with a confident smirk as they circled each other.
"do you hear that snake?" lupin taunted with a nod of his head to a shouting harry. "cherish it. After I bed him he wont spare you a second glance. "
::...:: sheka spat at him, eyes darting over him to find a weakness in his stance. Every inch of that werewolves body seemed indestructible; it may not have been as thickly built as others, but he made up for it with experience and agility. Remus knew how to control his body better, he only left that form three nights out of the month. Sheka however had spent nearly his entire life without limbs and found them only getting in his way. He was at an extreme disadvantage, if he didn't think of something quickly he would be slaughtered. Perhapse if he found a way to cripple him in some way, perhaps his legs, he seemed to favor them.
'shit…' he growled at the creature in front of him and barred his teeth. lupin widened his legs and took an offensive pose, arms outstretched and lowered at the elbow. Sheka recognized this; (remus was planning to attack his front in an uppercut) and took his own stance, one leg behind the other, his arms raised over his chest, fingers in a claw-like position. The wolf charged at him and roared bringing his hand back sheka blocked just in time to prevent too much damage- that is if the blow had ever come. His eyes shut instinctively; and that was when the werewolf dove between his legs, caught them as his arms went through and threw him across the clearing as he jackknifed to his feet.
Sheka reached out a hand the moment he realized he was airborne and caught the closest tree branch, swinging up and landing atop it with catlike grace.
Harry watched in amazement and admiration; he had never seen suck brutal hand to hand combat. Soon Sheka leaped from the tree branches, eyes flaming with killer intent and brought his leg down, ready to catch lupin upside his head. But a second leg swung up and met the offending limb followed by a second which came in a blur.
Harry watched horrified as a brutal slice of Lupins clawed toes splattered blood over his sheer robe. Sheka had been the recipient, and he could see now that he was quickly loosing this fight.
The Basilisk spat out a stream of blood from his lip and blocked a well aimed punch, connecting his foot with the side of Remus' head sending him to the ground long enough to straddle his legs and close his hand over the wolves throat, punching him repeatedly with every bit of brute force he could muster, not even noticing when the cartilage of his knuckles screamed in protest when exposed to the air.
::Stay. The. Fuck. A. way. From. Harry!:: he shouted accenting his punches with each word. But his moment of advantage was short lived when a handful of dirt was tossed in his eyes, giving Remus a chance to tear out a chunk of sheka's arm; Soon both gripping the others' arms pushing the other as foul language was passed between them. Only moments after that began, the larger of the two suddenly let go, allowing the him to fall forward with the momentum of his own weight and smashed his head into the serpents nose, a fountain of blood pouring to the ground as the claws went flying again.
"Take of his bloody head Lupin!" screamed one of the werewolves behind harry.
"Kill him! Tear him apart!" screamed a siren.
"YEAH! Rip out his giz-" harry tuned them out, trembling in strange satisfaction at the carnage of it all. He was torn between the dread for his lover's demise and the ferocious urge to join the fray and jump into the fight. But below even that was his humanity, begging him to end the fight and stop the conflict between too loved ones. But he logged it away to the back of his mind; his rage at the wolf had escalated to overwhelming proportions. The slashing claws, natural brute strength, vicious nature and biting teeth of his old professor gave him a huge advantage over Sheka and was effectively tearing him into pieces. The serpent had only his anger, a small set of fangs, agility and speed, and the thought of his love loosing this fight, not only watching him be killed, but to be forced to mate with a man he thought of as his father...it only drove him deeper into his downward spiral of hatred.
Sheka knew he was in trouble the moment Lupin made the first blow. The strength behind him, his claws and teeth and the fact he was comfortable and used to a human body all put him as the inevitable victor if the fight continued to rely on strength alone. He had to come up with a strategy. But he had no way to think properly; the werewolf just kept raining down his attacks.
In the mean time, Harry had abandoned his thoughts, realizing that just standing there and shouting wasn't going to help Sheka win this match. For the last thirty minutes, since he had begun cheering his champion on, screaming his support, he had been observing the two, watching and memorising their movements looking for any pattern.
Remus on one hand, was constantly circling the snake, aiming constantly for the face and chest, which was doing considerable damage. Sheka had absolutely nothing and was playing by ear, dodging what he could and taking what he couldn't, sometimes getting a blow in edgewise here and there. He was loosing, and loosing quickly. Wait...
'Playing by ear...' that was it!
::SHEKA! HIS EARS!:: he screamed out at the top of his lungs.
The serpent had heard it and turned his head in Harry's direction, distracted long enough to be hit directly in the temple by a bloodied knuckle, and sank to the ground, dizzy from the spinning of the world around him. A splash of red over his eyes, and everything went black and he felt a heavy body slam into him. Sheka rolled over the ground and clamored to his feet and willed his breathing to calm, listening as best he could for movement. In the black of his vision and the screaming in his ears of the croud, there was nothing he could do to detect the wolf that was slowly approaching from behind him, like a preadator to its prey.
Lupin's throat rumbled with sick satisfaction as he crept around his now blind opponent, making sure not to make a sound. It would be quick, and merciful; he didn't want to upset his mate too much. Harry cared for the bastard; as furious as it made him. He would go for the throat, an easy, nearly painless kill if he aimed right. Harry would be so grateful; he would surely see how much better a mate he was, one that was courteous of his feelings. However right as he made within arms reach, sheka spun around and bashed him across the nose with his bloodied fist and lunged at him; both, rolling over the ground once more driven by sheer survival instinct. But even that wasn't enough for him and two strong hands closing tightly around the serpents throat, cutting off his air supply.
It was a long shot, he knew. He couldn't see a thing, and even if he had kept his sight, his sense of balance and direction was drastically askew from the tumbling. But he would be damned if he lost like this, if he lost at all; and in a desperate last attempt at motivation, he forced his mind to conjure the image of Harry pinned under the werewolf in the throws of- he didn't even need to finish that, just harry and that scum being together in the same fucking room was enough to fuel his rage. His energy was gone, but the adrenaline sped through his blood anew and he lifted his hands, clawing at Remus' face. He had to find the ears.
"Harry is mine, snake." remus growled, easily ignoring the futile attempts to get him to let go. Sheka barked out a laugh with the last of his oxygen and hissed out his response when he had found his target.
::Not on your FUCKING LIFE!:: his hands cupped and he slammed them over the werewolves ears, shivering with satisfied appreciation to the whining sob of agony that echoed through the forest. He would have chuckled had he the strength at the sound of the man whimpering like a kicked puppy.
Harry was all but jumping up and down as he cheered and cupping his hands over his mouth rooting Sheka on and urging him to get up while Remus was still doubled over.
Remus was in a mindless state, his eardrums had ruptured completely and were sending wave after wave of pure unadulterated torture that utterly racked his brain, preventing the werewolf from thinking of anything but the pain.
Sheka lifted himself from the ground, wiping the blood from his useless eyes as he listened to those wonderful delicious sobs that came from the despicable creature who dared to steal away his right to have harry.
He slowly walked over, step by step, allowing himself to relish in the mental image that came to his mind, he could feel his own blood running in rivers down his face, from the chunk of missing flesh in his arm and the gaping wounds over his chest, but he cared not as he brought his foot up under the wolf, hearing a dog-like squeak when his knee connected with his nose. A small thump told him that the werewolf had fallen to the ground.
Sheka's face went slack...emotionless and he reached down, pulling Remus up by a lock of his scraggly hair and dragged him in the direction of harry, keeping his head down cast so as not to let the boy see his mutilated eyes.
When the smell of his Carus became strong enough, he knew he was standing before him and dropped the wolf at his feet.
::Carus...my gift to you...:: he half retched and felt a small bit of blood dribble from his lips. ::You say...weather this...maggot...lives...:: he panted, willing his body to remain strong enough to stand. ::...or dies.::
Harry looked at the pitiful figure that was once his favorite professor, best friend, and godfather...now dying at his feet, at the hands of his mate. He lifted his eyes to see a torn face, bruised and bloody. He took Sheka's chin in his hand, and forced his head up gently, biting his lip when he saw the bloody massed that were his love's eyes. Anger surged through him, half of him wanting to let his godfather die at his feet. But he knew if he let his hatred and hurt and shock rule his mind he would regret it. He bent down and peered into remus' begging pained eyes and sneered in frustration. He couldn't believe he was doing this…
"He lives…" harry stood up and looked over to the werewolves behind him.
"Take him to Hogwarts." he commanded. "He needs..." he paused, realizing that the hospital matron would not be enough for this. "...Snape."
Not a second went by before Remus' limp form was lifted from the forest floor by his own kind, who hurried off towards the castle, a Sprite zooming off to inform the Headmaster.
Fingers slowly caressed his cheeks as he fought unconsciousness with every ounce of his might, sighing appreciatively when a pair of lips pressed against his.
Harry was his...Harry was his!
{::I proclaim Lord Seryeshka Slytherin the victor!::} Fawks shrieked, and a great uproar of cheers erupted through the grotto as the rings around Sheka's limbs and neck broke off in a shimmer of golden sparks,
Everyone wanted to pay their respects to Harry's champion, and began showering him with praise, patting him on the back as they gave their congratulations.
{::Back off back off! Let me at the poor man!::} Shouted the Mer-Lord as he splashed over on his pillar of water through the parting creatures. Harry backed away and bowed his head respectfully, letting the council member at Sheka.
{::I must commend you.::} he chortled as he hovered his hands over sheka's wounds, shocking harry. Why hadn't he come over when Remus had surrendered. {::I do not normally heal the victor after a battle. But you , my friend, have astounded me with your performance.::} he finished up with Sheka's eyes and harry watched as the blood seeped back into them and slowly reanimated into the golden orbs they once were.
Turnchino then gave a glimmering smile to the small human, who clung to the Slytherins hand.
{::You are quite an extraordinary child, young one.::} he complimented. {::Not ever have I seen two fight so fiercely for the hand of a human, nor any mate.::} he began to make his way back to the rest of the council, but turned around at the last second. {::I expect great things from you.::}
Harry blushed when the merman winked at him and he found his hand was now linked with Sheka's.
This was turning out to be quite the eventful "party".
"Dear God!" Severus rushed over to the werewolves and took Remus into his arms the moment he saw the bloody mass they carried into the hospital wing. "What happened?" he shouted behind him as he lay the man into a cot, straightening him out and began inspecting him. "Poppy! Blood replenisher! Now!" said woman came in carrying a porcelain bedpan in her arms and shrieked in horror, the pot shattering on the floor. She pulled out a large vial of BR and hurriedly poured it into Remus' mouth, only to have it seep out as she scrambled for another vial, attempting to try again.
"For the love of-" Severus shouted at her and snatched it from her hands, "Useless woman!"; pouring it into his own mouth and pressed his lips to Remus' forcing it down his throat. As he held out a hand for a second vial, repeating the process three times before spelling an analysis over his chest, a list spelling itself out in smoke to the left of the werewolf's head causing the mans normally stoic eyes to pop with its extensive length.
An hour later, Lupin lay motionless in St Mungos, cleaned up and washed of blood, but still unconscious. Severus knew he would be fine...eventually. But the wounds he had received from whatever brawl he had caught himself in would not heal quickly...and the damage to his eardrums would take months to reverse. But that did not compare to the fatal aneurysm that had been under his temple, for which he would need constant supervision to make sure it did not fill with blood again. What was the most frightening to severus, was the fact that even though the physical damage was small, and that he had only looked worse because of the blood; all of the damage was hidden under the skin, and hard to find. It had lacked all method and the placement of his internal injuries indicated that his attacker had no idea of the amount of damage he was actually causing. But it hadn't mattered in the least.
A calloused, pale hand reached out and stroked the cheek of the man who had saved his life...who now needed saving, and a single tear was shed.
{::Harry James potter...::} the Lady of Naga purred as she stood before the human boy, and the Giant serpent. Every Creature, man and woman who had gathered stood around them, watching with jittery anticipation.{::You stand before this Council, beside Lord Seryeshka Slytherin, the victor of the courtship for your hand. Do you accept the victor as your rightful mate, vowing to remain faithful, loyal and astute in your knowledge of your future people, over which you both shall rule until death.::}
::I...well yes, I suppose...yeah.:: harry stuttered, not wanting to sound so corny as to say "I do." He flushed when a murmur of chuckles rang out through the spectators.
{::That will do.::} the serpentine woman hissed, though she was smiling broadly. {::And to you vow to serve your Mate, Amente, and Lord in every way, to bear his children when the time comes, and to raise them in the ways of your people with as much unwavering determination and pride as your predecessor, Salazar Slytherin?::}
::Yes, I do.:: at this Renenutet shifted her attention to sheka, lifting her gaze so as to look the Giant serpent directly into his eyes.
{::Lord Seryeshka Slytherin,::} she recited again. {::You stand before this Council, beside Mister Harry James Potter, the mate you have striven so hard to claim as your own. Do you have any qualms you believe may, in the future, cause you to regret this decision?::}
{::I have none.::}Harry beamed at the instant response. His Amente didn't even have to think about it.
{::And do you vow to support, cherish, and protect your mate; to treat with care, reverence, respect, honor ... and spoil.::} she added receiving a smile from the two before her and lighthearted laughter around them. {::to remain loyal, just, and true until the end of time; to give the seed of your children so he may bear many, and to raise them in the ways of your people with as much unwavering determination and pride as your predicessor Branco de Slytherin?::}
{::I do so vow, as you have said.::} Renenutet nodded and stepped back, giving room for Fawks to step forward with Felix holding what looked like an urn.
{::We, who are the past, present and future of the Councilli de Creaturei...::} the centaur stepped up to harry and Sheka (who lowered his head, level to harry's) and proceeded to tip his fingers into the urn, drawing several symbols over his forehead and cheeks, and then the same to the Basilisk. {::Now purify this union between the new Lord of Serpents, and his Mate for life. May the legacy of your companionship, love and prosperity continue from now until the ends of time.::}
Dudley watched in fascination as his cousin was effectively cleansed by the ashes of what appeared to be the ancestors of these creatures. It was so unreal, so mind bogglingly spectacular to be amongst so many he had once been taught had never existed. When Harry had been taken to Hogwarts it had never once occurred to him how magnificent this world was; and now he felt like he had lost so much in clinging to his parent's opinions. When he was here...the feelings he got when he became one with this world at long last, it was as if he was meant for more. Like he was a part of something greater than himself. He could now see why harry had loved it so much. Now he had just one more reason, and seeing his... brother so happy after so many years of torment, it brought warmth to his heart where it never would have been possible only a few short years ago.
Sir Felix stepped back once more and the Newly established mates turned to face the crowd. Harrys heart was beating faster and harder than he ever thought possible as realization finally hit him. He and Sheka, his precious Amente and he were now one person...at least that's how he saw it; and he let a happy tear run down his cheek.
{::I NOW PRESENT LORD SERYESHKA SLYTHERIN; KING OF THE BASILISKS, LORD OF SERPENTS, AND HIS NEW MATE, HARRY JAMES SLYTHERIN; MATRON OF SERPENTS AND BASILISK REPRESENTATIVE OF THE COUNCILLI DE CREATUREI!::}
Heeheeeee im the most evil bastard in the world! im ending the chappy right here and now! I lied about the smut! The rest of the chapter is blank space! I tricked you wahahaha!
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Go ahead and read on and feed your shameless addiction to snake penis.
Harry lay patiently in the tall grass, smiling to himself as he folded his arms behind his head, the chirping of crickets accompanying him in the night, as he waited for Sheka to return. The aftermath of his...dare he say it...wedding (which he was actually a bit cross about considering the fact he knew nothing of it and had resulted in the near death of his godfather and his mate.) had been fun to say the least. Everyone had wanted to get a word in the the happy couple who both had, at first, done everything they could to get away and have some "alone time". Their efforts had been unsuccessful, and they had eventually decided to enjoy the party while it lasted. Dudley, for one, had definitely livened the place up. Gone was the spoiled troublemaking child that had once been his cousin, now a charming, charismatic man who apparently had a massive weakness for Nymphs, but had no problems with the veela who had attempted to steal him away.
Sheka had mostly kept to himself at Harrys side as his Carus mingled with the guests, all too happy just knowing that he and his love were finally mated for life.
But it couldn't have ended quick enough for the two. So when the last of the guests had announced their departure, Sheka had sent harry off into the trees to wait for him as he bid the council goodbye.
::Harry?:: he called out softly, as he slithered towards him. Soft, brunette locks fell delicately over jade green eyes as his new mate turned onto his side, leaning on his elbow for support.
::Heh...they finally left?:: he asked. Sheka nodded his head and curled himself around Harry's nude body settling comfortably in the grass.
::At long last.:: he hissed softly leaning his cheek into harrys tiny hand and smiled when it brushed over his eye ridges with a feather light stroke. ::you look absolutely stunning in the starlight Carus.:: he said, nuzzling the cheeks that blushed bashfully.
::That was so corny, sheka.:: he giggled, licking his snout playfully as he rolled onto his back.
::So sue me, Love. I don't have much experience with pick up lines.:: harry's eyes softened Sheka found himself being pulled down, a leg rubbing up against his side.
::Say it again...:: he whispered, voice heavy with need. ::Call me that again, Amente...::
Darkened green eyes fluttered closed when the tip of shekas tail curled through his hair, his mate's heated breath brushing over his neck and chest.
::Harry...my love...::he purred into his ear and rubbed his abdomen between the two legs that wrapped around him making harry gasp softly, arching into him.
::...again... say my name again:: sheka wanted so terribly to go slower than even this...but he could already feel Harry's erection against his under scales and knew he would have to meet his pace.
::...Harry...:: he let his tongue slither out, wetting the boy's cheek.
::Sheka- mnhh... :: Just like their first kiss, harry's mouth was filled completely by the thick, probing tongue he had come to love and moaned as he stroked it with his own. taking care to be gentile with harry, sheka maeuvered his tail so that Harry was slowly lifted from the ground and in not time, they had managed to twist themselves into a writhing knott. Harry allowed his body to twist against the serpent's, hands gripping at the torso of his mate as he spread his legs for the tail that glided past his already throbbing manhood and up over his abdomen to pluck at his hardening nipples.
::Ohhh.:: harry's lips tightened around sheka's tongue, his protesting keens muffled by the wet muscle as harry attempted to pull away from it, no longer able to focus on breathing properly. ::Gahhah! Sheka!:: he gasped for air letting his chest rise and fall with his panting breaths, only to have it freeze in his lungs when dagger-like teeth grazed over his sensitive nubs, perking them to their limits, and driving harry to his.
::ahh fuck! Sheka please! Don't b- ahn!:: he twitched when a tongue lathed over his chest to sooth the pink buds of his chest back to softness, only to flick them again and force them up, as if showing harry what he planned to do with other, more delicious areas of his lithe, squirming body.
::Evil!:: he cried out when his groin was abandoned just as heat pooled in his stomach. ::Evil, evil basta-ahh! MERLIN!:: he lost all control of his form and it was soon convulsing against the smooth scales of his lover, nails damn near puncturing through Sheka's soft underbelly when a thick tail began probing, but not entering the tight ring of muscle between Harry's arse cheeks.
Sheka shuddered violently and the stirring above the beginning of his tail suddenly sky rocketed into a pulsating erection, and he felt the first of his two members slide out into the cold night air.
::oh gods! Make that sound again:: he breathed in frantic gasps swirling his his tongue over the flesh of harry's neck, convulsing in shocked pleasure when a cry similar to. ::Dammit, just jam it into my arse already!::
::Ahh, Harry!what'r you- :: sheka suddenly lost his grip on his lover, who forcefully slid down onto his lower stomach and thrust against the massive head of his cock. Harry's body bent back in a breathtaking scream as he came in an explosive orgasm, rutting against the enormous appendage in refusal to let his own go down. Sheka curled around him and groaned in appreciation when two hands caressed over the skin under his scales, coaxing out his second member taking it in his hands and stroking it until it had emerged completely.
::Sheka please!:: harry whimpered, pressing his arse into the tail that had yet to enter him, wiggling it and grinding in thus far, fruitless attempts to force it in. ::Please stop teasing me and do something!::
Sheka didn't need to be told twice and in one push, the first few inches of his tail slid into harry's backside, who pushed back, arching in the delicious way that he did as his mouth open in a deafening scream, tongue lolling out as he bent over, dragging it up the underside of one of the two lengths he had to choose from. Both were ridiculously large and oozed copious amounts of precum that harry chose to collect on his tongue with great enthusiasm.
::Mnn ahh ohh yes ohh deeper! please deeper, Sheka.:: he moaned out, a generous flush adorning his cheeks as he caressed the two cocks that were practically screaming at him to mount, suck and milk of every last drop of cum they could produce, and not necessarily in that order.
His tongue had long since become accustomed to the taste and texture of his mate and within moments had become dangerously addicted to it closing his lips over the tip, momentarily amazed that it was even possible when they were at full size, unlike last time.
But he could, and he did with great pleasure, taking the entire head into his mouth, caving his cheeks as he pushed down as far as he could manage without gagging. It was the most wonderful feeling he'd ever felt, the way it filled his mouth completely, taking away all control of the saliva that now dripped down the remaining length that he couldn't fit down his throat as he bobbed his head up and down, moaning and whimpering in unison with Sheka who trembled in an effort not to buck into his mates already overfilled mouth.
::Nahh harry! No! don't suck so hard!:: he pushed his tail in further, hoping to direct harry's attention there instead of focusing on making him cu-oh shit he had to stop him,now! He didn't want to cum so fast! But when his tail thrust further into Harry's half virgin hole, spreading it wider and pounding against his prostate, the boy only sucked harder, encouraged and determined to see it through until his mouth was filled with sheka's first load shared between them.
::No harry please I dont want- ahhhhh! fuuuuckk!:: Thick ropes of cum came streaming into harry's eager mouth, while the majority didn't even make it into his throat, spilling out from his lips over his own length just as the two hands working his other member brought him over the edge again, this time catching harry full in the face while he was still attempting to gather the spilled seed that he had earned only seconds ago. Harry gasped in surprise and pulled his mouth away in a shocked O as he lifted a hand to his cheek and watched as the creamy white substance strung out, still connecting his face and hand by way of the sticky liquid.
Green eyes grew dark once more as he brought his fingers to his protruding tongue, licking it up as if it were the meaning of life itself with a moan to beat all. He cared not about how the tail had fallen stationary inside his heat. All he wanted at the moment was to drown in the rivers of cum that sheka was now cleaning from his cheeks with his own tongue.
::Sheka you taste amazing.:: harry slurred out, drunk off of the adrenaline, hormones and lust that sped through his system. The basilisk growled as he forced his tongue into harrys mouth again, almost desperate to feel those flushing cheeks cave around it once more as he began to move the tail inside him.
Neither wanted to go any further than this; but both were screaming for more. It was the glorious feeling; thier two of their bodies entwined together, one human, one beast that made them wonder what sort of sensation could possibly be any more mind numbingly intense, but at the same time knowing deep down that this was only a fraction of what they could feel. Perhaps it was the fear of the unknown that kept them where they were. Or maybe it was simply content, but all that ended when their eyes connected for the first time since they began for if there had been any sanity in the eyes of the two slytherins before, it vanished without a trace.
Green met yellow, and some spark of ingenuity and mischief passed between them and with a single fluid motion, harry's thighs closed around Sheka's two throbbing erections and squeezed them around his own as he thrust forward.
::Nahh fuck! Oh gods sheka! nahh YES! FUCK! yes, Yes, YES!:: harrys hands clawed at whatever they could as the strength of his own hips, and the force of the tail that was shoving itself in and out of his now, well-prepared arse hole, venturing deeper with every movement.
Harry was damn overwhelmed by this; the senseless rutting and pounding and thrusting against each other, the strings of language that even he had no clue how to piece together to make sense, the fact that his rock hard member was now trapped between too equally hard appendages that were leaking pre cum over his legs just for him. It happened all too fast for him, over much too quickly for his inexperienced cock, and within minuets he came in a gurgling cry between his two new favourite parts of sheka's scaly body that from the feel of it, was more muscular than anything a human could offer. A few moments of ecstasy, a split second of exhaustion, and he was ready to go again, even harder than before
All thoughts of method had been tossed to the wind, this was no longer simple consummation, no longer just lovemaking, this had turned into straight out fucking and they weren't going to stop until they passed out.
The screams and shrieks of his Carus never ceased to send chills down Sheka's spine. Combine that with the endless friction between the three lengths and the splash of wetness over the sensitive flesh of his nether regions when harry came, crying out his name at the top of his lungs and the serpents body was overcome with an insane need to impale that delicious arse with every inch he could fit inside without injuring him...too much.
Harry's eyes glimmered and as if sensing his Amente's needs, reached back and forcefully ripped the tip of his tail from inside him with a whine of discomfort.
::nahhh! Ahh Sheka, I'm ready.:: he exhaled and jumped off of his lover to the ground, not predicting the jelly like state of his legs and stumbled onto his hands and knees, unintentionally giving Sheka a perfect view as he crawled over to the nearest tree and braced himself against it with one hand. A small flash of confusion shone behind those golden eyes, wondering why on earth harry was holding himself up against the trunk of the juniper. That is, until Harry reached behind himself sliding his own fingers inside of that tight puckered hole and spread it wide open while sending him an over the shoulder glance that screamed to him something so provocative, so erotic, so intoxicatingly sinfull that it transcended any hope of description and brought the power of literature to its very knees.
::Sheka...please...::Harry's lower lip protruded as he begged. ::Shove them into me...make me scream for you...:: Harry wondered if he was going to far with his "innocently masochistic" act, but in all honestly he really did want to scream, to be fucked until his prostate bruised, and to feel himself be torn apart from the inside until Sheka's cum turned pink with his blood.
He got his answer real quick, when he was pressed into from behind as the monstrous body of his Amente wrapped around his own, threw him onto his back and in a single thrust drove both of his cocks through the ring and into the wet, throbbing heat that was harry.
Raven hair flipped through the air when his head snapped back violently, and if Sheka had thought the look his Carus had given him to draw him in had been irresistable, this one beat it into a bloody pulp when it all but drove him over the edge. Harry's eyes had rolled halfway back into his skull as his jaws locked open in the greatest, most pleasurable ecstatic scream of rapture he had ever had the privilege of witnessing.
Never before had he ever thought about the meaning of the universe, or such stupid things of the like, but when Harry's arse spread for his two lengths, sucking them in like his mouth had only an hour or so ago (or had it been seconds...or days? He didn't care, all he knew was the incredible squeezing pressure that was engulfing his entire body with every time he impaled his Mate.) the first coherent thought that passed through his mind was that this mind blowing, stupefying insanity was the sole meaning of existence on this planet.
Harry's ability to think however had melted through his body and plummeted to his cock until it was pulsating with agonising enthusiasm. The tearing, ripping pain shot electric pleasure through his nerves like a rythmatic lightning storm, his entire body a slave to the excruciating pain that had fused seamlessly to the all consuming pleasure that burst in the form of stars behind his eyes. His mouth was running, but he had no idea what he was saying, or how deeply it was affecting his poor mate who was forced to listen and endure something similar to- ::Nahh ahh ahh Sh- ahhn oh gods yes! Harder! Harder! Hurt me! Fuck me harder, Sheka! hurt me! For the love of God, HURT MEEE!::
He was all to willing to comply and sped up his pace, though never letting his thrusts do anything but grow harsher, and more brutal with every passing second, even more so when harry began rocking his hips back and forth, meeting him with a deafening scream every time he was impaled. Two legs wrapped around him along with harrys arms as his back practically bent in half. At this point the only parts of harry that were touch the ground were quite literally, the back of his head and his hips. Together the two rocked back and forth on the ground in violent, spastic thrusts against each other, nither wanting to give in, nor hold back from the sensation that was slowly pooling in the pit of their stomachs once more. Harry felt his insides being stretched to their limits as he felt the two heads almost...grow inside of him and the ridges that protruded from the two pounding erections inside him rubbed endlessly against his inner walls, scraping against his prostate, sending jolt,after jolt of merlin knows what it was through his body, making him scream all the louder as his ball sack finally tightened completely.
Sheka was feeling it as well. It was strange, and different, but it still felt oh so fucking goo-oh shit! what was tha-
::OH GODS HA-AHHH HARRY!:: screw whatever had come before, THIS was...just...the most deep, all consuming extraordinary thing he had ever felt in his LIFE! His entire body was engulfed in the hottest of the fires of HELL and as he spilled himself into harry, he was sure of only one thing. He would NEVER quite recover from this.
::AHHHHHNN AHH SHEKAAA!:: Harry could actually FEEL it; he never thought about it before now, and he was too enthralled to truly think at all. But it would take one of the most powerful numbing charms known to wizard kind not to notice how Sheka's seed splashed inside him in endless jets of sticky, white hot Nervana; and that sensation, in unison with the agony of those cocks impaling him and the glorious friction resulting from it sent harry over the edge in a way he never guessed was possible. Harry had never orgasmed before that moment; not like this! It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before, with his cum bursting out of his manhood so hard, so fast, and so thick that it not only gave him the most indescribably electric pleasure, but sent shock waves of torture through his hips as they jerked and twitched uncontrollably, as if his body were desperate to cleanse itself of every last ounce of semen he had, and it felt as if that's exactly what was happening as their never ending screams continued long into the night.
Whooo! HAPPY FATHERS DAY SHEKA! xD CAUSE YOU'RE ABOUT TO BE ONE!
Sooo what do ya think? Worth the wait? Im telling you, now that I finally dished out the first lemon you can bet your sexy little asses ima swamp you with them to no end. The plottyness shal not end! But the porn shal become the biggest part! FEED UPPON MY MAD SLASHY SKILLS!
Okay in all honesty I know I could have done better. I pulled this outa my ass in three hours so im going to be rewriting this chappy and posting it again when I give you my next update.
Lulz Rons FINALLY out of the closet! STICK THAT UP UR ASS AND FUCK IT YA' BARMEY REDHEAD! XD
heh and by "that" I mean nevilles smexy ass cock. Who wants a slash chapter dedicated to them? Leave a comment in the revews telling me. Heehee did you spot the hinty hint of Slupin? Heehee squint if u didnt cause thats gonna get a bit more involved into the plot.
And dumbles...im gonna go out on a limb here and MAYBE give him a lovey dovey hubby. O.o wow xD I sounded really retarded right there. Hah but Im allowed to cause Im autistic. XD (O).(O) no srsly. I really am autistic. Cant you immagine? XD it seems all the best writers and artists have ADD ADHD and some form of autism. And I have ALL THREE! WOOOOOT GAY PRIDE! wow can u tell im hyper? XD if u cant you LOST THE GAME! Ahahahaha! ahahahaha! XD XD AHAHAHAHAHAHAH! twitch twitch
am I scary or what?
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