Chapter 5: Let Me Love You
Voldemort's POV
I had never been touched with such tenderness, but the way Harry asked me to him show me his love. It had my head reeling. For once I decided I could trust, if only for a day. I could let myself drift from my painful memories and let my Harry do as he wanted, to feel whatever he was about to make me feel. I could see already this was not to be like our first time. He was going to top, and that scared me but also gave me a sense of need. To know what it was like to be cared for, for once in my life. If only I wish it. I can't help but smile as we reach my chambers. I find myself gently guided to lay back on my bed. He crawls up on top of me careful not to touch anywhere that I currently wished was being touched. His lips brushed lightly against my cheek, then to my lips. I have never in my life felt anything so soft. To feel him move his lips against mine so carefully, as though I were glass too precious to chance breaking. His breath trailed down my neck nibbling at the flesh. I could feel him suck on the sensitive skin marking me as his. Though normally this thought would revolt me, as he did so my head tilted back breathing out for more. As he continued lover his fingers nimble as they were undid each button with quick but careful precision. He shed me of my robes and then of my undergarments.
I thought on how I had been just as unclothed the night before and yet I had never felt more exposed than I did right now under his appreciative gaze. His hands gently massaged my chest relieving any aches that may have been present, before moving his lips and tongue over every in of the spots he had just massaged. He was treasuring, no worshiping every bit of my body and I could do nothing but enjoy it. As his tongue reached my length my eyes could no longer find the will to stay open. His tongue traced from base to tip at every angle before, with more gentleness than I had ever experienced, taking the head into his mouth. He went down until his nose was nested in a thin patch of hair. He pulled back up just to go back down with more dedication than had been give before. I always thought of this as just a blow job but Harry. He made it so much more. It meant so much as he placed every bit of his heart into showing me pleasure. In showing me he loved me more deeply than I could know. When he pulled off I whimpered at the loss but could not bring myself to care I had made such a submissive sound.
Moving down Harry took my ball in his hand caressing them before licking them into his moist cavern sucking carefully as to not bring me any pain. I gasped for breath as the overwhelming sensation enveloped me into a world of bliss. As he release my balls I felt him again go lower. This time to a place I swore I would never let anyone near. Not after my father. Not after the orphanage. But I did let him and that terrified me more than anything. He seemed to notice me tense up because his fingers found mine, running his thumb across my hand in means of comfort. I did my best to relax. My eyes opened to see him look at my entrance, "Beautiful" he whispered. My eyes stung. Then he spoke again, "I promise I will be gentle. If you want me to stop tell me." My eyes burned further but I nodded trying to hide the tears that threatened to fall for the first time in over one sixty years.
Harry's nose nuzzled at my long since abandoned hole before sighing in pleasure as he took a small lick. He continue putting the tip of his tongue in, hoping to get me use to the sensation of having something in me. There was no need. I whimpered and pushed back. I had never felt so good in my life. He smiled against me and continued with a fevered passion, that I was sure no one could ever rival. One finger pushed in next to his tongue, before he removed his tongue completely. It was uncomfortable but not the pain I remember it being. The finger slid in farther until he was fully inside me. I adjusted quickly and gave my consent for him to move. He did and slowly the discomfort was gone. When he noticed this another finger was added. Then another. The third finger stung pretty badly, but he was patient with me. He waited for me to be ready before pushing in farther and scissoring me so I would be as prepared as he could get me. At one he struck that bundle inside me that had my toes curling and my lips gasping the most profound pleads, "Please Harry! Again. I'm ready. Need you."
Gently the fingers were removed and I whined in disappointment at the loss. Harry came face to face with me, "Are you sure you're okay with this?" The sincerity and compassion in his voice once again had my eyes moist and ready to leak the joy I felt for Harry, "Yes. I want you. I'm ready." With that Harry lined up with my tight almost virgin entrance, and pushed in slowly. Once in he stopped. I took deep breaths trying to rid myself of the pain. Harry's hand found my cock in attempt to distract me, and it did but not nearly as much as when he pulled out and aimed for that spot that made the pain nonexistent. I saw stars as he continued his assault, seemingly lost in my eyes. He ran his hand through my hair, "Love you so much Voldemort. You feel so good, you're so beautiful." This time I did not hold back as the tears fell freely. I gripped his shoulders holding him close to me, "yes Harry, mm love you too." His eyes flashed to mine in shock before crying out his release, "God! Voldemort! Love you please cum for me." Without another encouragement from his I came hot ropes of cum all over our stomachs.
His fingers carded through my hair as I slowly came down off of whatever mountain I had been on. My eyes closed then opened again. Harry smiled, "You love me? Or was that the pleasure talking?" His smile was contagious, "I love you so much. Thank you for proving that it isn't all bad. It was amazing in fact." As my lover cleaned me gently with a cloth he spoke, "We have a long day of taking over the wizarding world and making your dreams come true. We should get some rest my love." I nodded my consent, "Stay? Please." As I drifted into slumber I only barely heard his response. "If only you wish it my sweet Lord Voldemort."