A/N; Sorry for the long time between uploads, but to tell the truth, I've got a problem of when characters are just sitting around and talking, hence the 'entertainment' in the flashbacks. Anyways, thanks for all the nice reviews and enjoy the show!
WARNING; Mostly just continuing the scene from the last chapter, so yeah. Victor being Victor.
Harry's internal clock, not caring what condition he was in from years of living with the Dursleys, woke him before the sun had truly reached the sky, the light being faint around the buildings outside of the hotel room window. Looking around, Harry didn't need to see the blond beast beside him, the man curled up against him as if he were a child and Harry a large teddy to cuddle with in sleep.
Rolling his eyes, Harry moved the pillow he was using in his place and slipped to the edge of the bed, wincing as he felt something seep out from his back side, making him recall the night very vividly. After that first time, they had gone to shower, or at least, Harry had gone to shower and Victor had decided to join him, resulting with Harry being pressed back against the wet tiles, arms wrapped around the blonde's neck while his legs cradled Victor's waist and being pounded into as they devoured each other's mouths, Harry whimpering at every few thrust in pure need.
And then they had gone back to the bed after they'd manage to shower and Harry got the ride of his life… while riding Victor. Looking down, Harry could see the dried blood where his impromptu lover's claws had finally drawn blood in their third copulation, the wounds but a distant memory inside of the pleasure that was felt at the time.
Shaking his head to get rid of his raising arousal, Harry located his pants and grabbed a hold of them, sitting on the side of the bed and knowing he had to get home as soon as possible if he wanted to take a shower and be ready for Teddy's arrival in the day.
Standing and still in the process of pulling his pants over his hips, clawed hands landed on said hips, the grip firm and demanding.
"Leavin' so early, little doll?" was purred in his ear.
"I've duties at home," Harry replied, not looking back, but knowing the other was looking at him with pure lust.
"Without even sayin' goodbye?"
Harry shuddered as Victor sat behind him, pulling the smaller man to sit in his lap, his erection very hard against the small of Harry's back.
"I don't have time for this. I really need to get home," Harry heard himself plead, but unable to make himself stand up.
"Don't worry none, ya'll get home in jus' a few. But I got somethin' ya might want to take care o' first."
That said, Victor easily lifted Harry's hips up before he brought him back down, Harry's rectum embracing Victor's phallus with such ease that Harry barely felt any shock of pain before his left hand went back to tangle into the blond hair and his right landed on Victor's own, unable to stop the pleasure from overtaking his senses.
Victor purred before he started to lick and bite at the side of Harry's neck, pumping his hips up as he brought Harry down in quick, short thrusts, grunting as he felt Harry easily ease into the motion, his leg muscles making his buttons squeeze and release with a heavenly motion.
"Shit, but yer so mine, babe! No one's ever gettin' a taste o' this so long as I live," the dangerous blond growled at Harry before biting him until he broke the skin of Harry's neck.
"Ahh!" was all Harry could get out, his release immediate with the sensation of being completely owned.
Victor filled him with thick sperm once more, holding onto Harry until he was completely empty, licking at the bite wound to clear the excess blood even as it started to heal, the marks sure to be gone by midday.
"Unhand me; I really need to leave," Harry ordered after a few minutes of simply sitting on the Canadian's lap, the blonde's cock softening inside of his hole, threatening to harden at a moment's notice should Harry entice its owner any.
"And tell me what's so important ya feel the need to leave?" Victor weakly objected, even as he helped Harry stand away from him, lying back on the bed to look at the ceiling to avoid the temptation of the wizard getting dressed.
Harry was quiet, tying his pants and pulling on his shoes, not caring that he didn't have his socks on and going on the hunt for his shirt, frowning at its state before just pulling on his light jacket and closing it as best he could, his collar bone and some of his chest showing for any to see.
"My Godson," he replied gently as he opened and closed the door, heading for the back exit of the hotel and hopefully a secluded alley he could safely Apparate home from.
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Clearing his throat, Harry turned his back to his friends.
"On the day after our meeting, I gained custody of Teddy."
"How long did it take from his biological parents' death to you having his custody? And who was he living with?" Ororo found herself asking, wondering where their little student had been.
Harry actually blinked, sitting back as he looked up at the ceiling, clearly counting the days in his head.
"About three weeks. Ted was safely with his grandmother during those days and that's where he was until he was officially mine. While she would have gladly taken him in, we both knew it was going to be an emotional rollercoaster for her and it was probably best for him to be with me. She had just lost both her husband and daughter in under a month and was now gaining full care of an eighteen month old boy. It was just… too much."
"He turned out great, through it all," affirmed Jean, smiling gently at Harry. "And I think he may just have been what you needed to keep you going through that tough time."
Harry smiled at her.
"Oh, he wasn't the only one. With the support system I had, there would have been a big problem if I hadn't pulled myself together, especially with this beast coming in to bother my routine all up before it was even properly established!" Harry laughed, sending an amused smile to his mate, who didn't look at all bothered by the accusation.
"Well, someone had to keep ya on yer toes, 'specially since you not only had to get divorced, but also needed to get that bitch outta the adoption papers."
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Harry barely arrived home and got showered and dressed before Andromeda and the lawyer showed up to sign the final papers for the adoption process, but he was ready when the two arrived, Teddy being fussy in his grandmother's arms.
"Andromeda," Harry greeted, placing a kiss on the pureblood lady's cheek.
"Hello dear. Ready to be a parent?" she asked back, her smile as tired as it got these past months.
"At least this one is for real… what about Ginny? I mean, she was drafted into the adoption papers, after all," Harry reluctantly asked.
Andromeda's lips thinned, both looking over at the lawyer who gave a small smile.
"I'm afraid to say that you stipulated in the agreement that they both adopt him, so Mr. Potter will have to fight for full custody of Tedrick, Mrs. Tonks. Especially since the Ministry of Magic had to add their approval on the adoption in view of Tedrick's father being a Dark Creature," sighed Evangeline, placing her hand against Teddy's back and rubbing it gently, trying to calm the child.
"Here, let me," Harry came to the rescue, easily taking his Godson into his arms and within seconds Teddy was calm, just resting his head against his guardian's shoulder. "I understand if you want to jump ship, but are you willing to help me fight my divorce? Along with Teddy's custody?"
Evangeline smiled broadly.
"No worries dear, I've already told Hermione I would, so don't you go thinking I'll be leaving you alone, you hear? You're now stuck with me!"
Harry offered a smile and they moved over to the kitchen, where Harry signed the last of the documents.
"Would either of you like some tea?" he asked.
"No thank you, I need to be heading home. There are many things yet to be finished before I can truly start to rest," Andromeda replied with a soft smile.
"And I have a husband waiting at home for me to help redecorate the place. Next time for sure!" added the lawyer.
Harry nodded and walked them to the door, giving the old woman a hug and shaking hands with the enthusiastic lawyer. Once the door was closed, he moved over to the sitting room and looked down at the child playing with magical toys there, having crawled after a train to a child safe environment enforced with more magic.
'I'm a parent now,' was his simple thought, before the baby's black hair lightened slightly to a dark brown as he giggled after a toy's pirouette.
Harry rushed to the kitchen and emptied the contents of his stomach into the sink, a sob soon making it difficult to breathe as he was still wracked with dry heaves.
This child wasn't supposed to be with him! Teddy didn't need his Godfather; he needed his mother and father! How could Faith be so cruel to all involved? To first rob Harry of his right to have loving parents, then to allow him hope for children of his own only to rip it all apart and then additionally destroy another family so he could finally have a child under his roof? What would be next? What would he need to keep his eye open for at all times so Teddy wouldn't have to grow up as he did?
As those thoughts ran into his head, Harry moved back from the sink, backing up until his back hit the wall beside the door and he let himself drop down into a seated position, knees brought up so he could wrap his arms around them and hide his face as he silently sobbed, not wanting the child of two of his mentors to hear his deep sadness.
He wasn't aware of anything for a while, and he was confident that if something had happened to Teddy while he was 'absent', his magic would have shaken him out of his state, but nothing disturbed him for a few hours. He only 'came to' when he felt a warmth at his side and he turned his head slightly, temple resting atop his knees, to see Victor sitting down beside him, strong arm thrown over Harry's shoulders.
"Welcome back," grunted the dangerous man.
"How long have you been here?" Harry asked in a whisper, as if afraid to talk any louder.
"Long enough. Fed the cub an apple, but I think he might prefer a proper meal in the next half hour or so."
Harry nodded, passed the sleeve of his shirt over his eyes and got up to get started on making food. Victor stood up after Harry seemed to be able to function properly while at the stove and moved back to the sitting room, where he was welcomed with a big smile and reaching arms. Picking up the child, he also picked up a moving picture book and went back to the kitchen, sitting at the breakfast table with the infant on his lap and watched as the smaller Feral moved about with grace, if not a slight automatic feel to his movements.
"How did you find me?" finally asked Harry, as he was putting some stew in bowls.
"Weren't hard to track, once I knew where to find ya. Got a nose for it," replied Victor with a smirk, tapping the side of his nose with a claw.
Harry raised a brow as he picked up Teddy from the other's lap and placed the child in the high chair, making sure the stew wasn't too hot before presenting it to him.
"I should invest in a better soap then."
Victor gave a deep chuckle, taking a spoonful of his own bowl, licking his lips in delight after that first taste.
"Don't do it just yet. I happen to enjoy the way you smell," was flirted back to Harry, making the small mutant blush as he kept an eye on Teddy while eating his own food, though he barely touched it.
"And how did you get in here? The doors are locked," Harry pointed out, but he was mostly referring to the magical wards he had around the house.
"Ya Wizards all think alike. I might not wield magic like yers do, but I learned how to get 'round it. S'not that hard once ya get use to it," Victor grumbled slightly, fully concentrated on getting himself seconds from the still warm pot.
Harry didn't know how to respond, so he kept quiet, helping Teddy finish eating before he magically cleaned the one-year-old up and then picked him up to put him to sleep as the little boy was already falling asleep in his high chair.
Victor stayed downstairs for a good hour, Harry just sitting in Teddy's room and watching his ward sleep. He was only brought out of his bubble when the larger mutant arrived in the doorway, blocking the light from the hallway, forcing Harry to get up and leave the room. They didn't exchange words, Harry making his way to his bedroom, Victor a looming shadow behind him.
Arriving at destination, Harry just stood there, eyes closed as he concentrated on the breathing of the man standing behind him, trying to determine the next move.
Victor took that into his own hands, as he placed said appendages on Harry's hips and moved until he was hugged against Harry's back, head lowered to take in a deep breath at Harry's neck.
"Delightful, that's what you smell like. Don't think anythin' could ever keep me away from findin' ya by yer scent."
Harry frowned slightly, opening his eyes and looking back up at the tall blond.
"Why would you ever need to find me? I'm not going anywhere."
"But I have to. Got a job to finish back in the States. Shouldn't take too long, then I'll come find ya once more."
"How long?"
"Two weeks, month the max. Will ya wait for me?"
Harry felt a smile tug at his lips, Victor's hand having slipped from his hips and trailing up his inner thigh.
"Do I have a choice?"
"Hmm, no," was purred at the back of the smaller man's neck before he was turned around and they locked lips, Harry losing himself into the mutant's embrace.
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Waving his hand over his head to clear all his thoughts, Harry looked up at everyone.
"Anything else that you'd like to know?"
Jean was about to ask, but Scott placed his hand on her knee and Ororo just gave a small smile that meant they'd talk more later. It was Charles who spoke up.
"I must ask what Mr. Creed's intentions are while at this mansion. While I understand your concern for your mate, Mr. Creed, you have a certain reputation."
Harry raised a brow and looked up at Victor, whom only looked back with a blank gaze.
"Are you really acting surprised?" the Sabertooth asked.
"I have to act something other than unsurprised," Harry replied, trying not to smile.
The small Feral turned to the X-Men and shrugged a shoulder.
"Seriously, so long as he doesn't bring anything back home, I couldn't care less what he's doing. I've spent most of my life trying to get away from people doing their best to control me; why should I impose on Vic's life style?"
"Maybe because he's hurting people?"
Harry just stared at Scott, no expression on his face and his eyes shadowed.
"As I said, so long as he doesn't bring anything back home."
Looking at the couple, it was easy to see it was one of the conversations they tended to avoid for the sake of their children. Harry's caring nature was very at odd with Victor's sadistic one.
The door slamming open had all of the adults except for Harry jumping in their seats, Teddy coming in with a big frowning pout on his face.
"Dad! Liliann's in my room making a mess!" he almost yelled out.
Harry rolled his eyes, but before he could get up, Victor leaned forward and tilted his head to the side.
"Did you tell her to stop?"
"Yes!"
"Did you tell her she had to pick it up once she was done going through your stuff?"
"I did!"
"Then why are you whining at your mother for? He's only gonna tell her the same thing all over again."
Teddy's hair went an angry red, his eyes black and he puffed up his cheeks.
"It's my room! She's not allowed to go in there to start with! I want her out now!"
"She's missed ya cub, she jus' wants to see what ye've been up to. I remember ya going through her school bag during the Yule break."
Teddy's hair turned into a pinkish red of embarrassment, eyes going a gentle blue. He turned to Harry once more, pout coming back.
"Daddy, she's gonna break my things!"
"Ted-" Harry sighed, but the blond Feral grabbed the boy's chin and turned his eyes back to his own yellow ones.
"Ya've got books and a few things she won't break, she'll not touch the rest, ya know that. Now quit buggin' ya Ma and go play with yer brothers. Skedaddle."
Teddy actually glared at the man, turning his eyes back to Harry.
"Da-"
But Victor placed his hand over his mouth, a slight growl coming up from his throat.
"Do I really need to repeat m'self?"
Harry was now rolling his eyes, pulling Victor's hands away from his Godson and pushed the child towards the door.
"Go, I'll be there in a second, alright? And don't argue with Lily before I get there, understood?" warned Harry.
"Yes Ma."
Once he was out of the room Harry got up and glanced down with a raised brow at his mate.
"And after that you wonder why I don't allow you to pick the kids up from school."
Victor raised his own brow, leaning back confidently on the couch.
"Because of my good looks?"
"Because you insist on calling me their mother! I can just imagine it too. 'So, you're Mr. Potter's partner,' to which you would probably reply with a very confused expression 'Mr. Potter? You mean Lil's mommy, right?'" Harry said, using a very convincing girlish voice and then something very close to being the Sabertooth's growling rumble.
"And what's wrong with that?"
"The fact that the people I have to deal with on a daily basis start asking questions about my actual gender! Would it kill you to call me their father once in a while?"
"What does that make of me then? Ain't I s'posed to be the father here?"
"Qualify yourself as a sperm donor and leave it at that for now. If you'll all excuse me, I must be on my way before biting and hair pulling starts to happen."
The young father then left Charles' office, leaving Victor sitting there, facing the X-Men mutants. For a second, he seemed to be looking around for a fast exit before he just smirked and stood up.
"If ya'll 'cuse me, I might jus' go start that bitin' and hair pullin'. Keeps them cubs on their toes, 'fter all."
A/N; Teddy to the rescue! Really shouldn't have taken me this long to write this, but since I'm now just typing directly on the computer instead of copying from on paper, I'm always back tracking on my screen to see what I've written and it gets annoying after a few hours. Anyways, please leave a comment should you desire to and have a good day tomorrow!
