Lets' do this thing! XD Don't own
"Severus, what is the status of your other project?" asked Voldemort, sipping from his glass of wine.
"I have completed my other task My Lord, it will be ready to be taken 5 hours from now" stated Snape, who also sipped from his glass.
"Excellent, I shall take it before we meet with Potter, it may prove to distract him while the others attack."
"My Lord, why exactly do you want Potter alive? He is of no use to you." Draco supplied, the only one without an alcoholic beverage. Voldemort turned and looked at him, his eyes softening slightly.
"All will be revealed in time Draco, now let us convene to my chamber, I have other 'business' to discuss with you. Severus, Lucius I bid you goodnight." Knowing this as a dismissal the Potions master and aristocrat left the Great Hall.
"Shall we Dragon?" Voldemort held out his hand to the pale boy.
"Yes My Lord" Draco took the offered hand and stood gracefully allowing himself to be led to the Master chambers of the castle.
~ Voldemorts' Chambers~
They came to an old painting, down an old forgotten corridor. The painting depicted a wood nymph dancing through an ancient wood, the colours so vibrant you should have been able to step through into another world, but once your hand connected with it you realised it is only paint.
Stopping in front of the painting, Voldemort spoke the password,
"When will the suffering end?"
The painting swung open revealing the chambers, decorated in different shades of green, silver and black. The furniture made of dark wood. There were two doors that led of the main room, one led to a study, another to a bathroom. A large bed dominated the room on a raised platform of grey stone. Made of mahogany, with silver curtains, it was beautiful despite the practicality of the item.
"That was a rather long password, My Lord." stated Draco, his voice betraying his confusion, as he was lead to the bed.
"You do talk to much dear heart" Voldemort deflected, turning toward Draco he claimed the younger males lips in a searing kiss, indicating the closure of the conversation.
Voldemort couldn't get enough of Dracos' sweet taste, somewhere between chocolate, strawberries and vanilla. He nipped at the others bottom lip, eliciting a gasp, taking this opportunity to fully explore his lovers mouth with his tongue. He ran it everywhere, drawing shudders and muted moans from the other.
A long, slender hand rose to burrow under clothing, pinching a pert nipple. Draco gasped and broke away form the kiss, turning his head to the side, unconsciously baring his neck to Voldemort in silent invitation. Voldemort accepted, nipping and sucking at the flesh drawing louder moans from the blonde. A mark was starting to spread, a dark red, screaming out that Draco belonged to him. All the while his hands had been rolling, pinching and massaging the younger mans nipples', they were now hard as pebbles.
Voldemort walked forwards and gently lowered Draco onto the bed. He quickly divested himself and Draco of their trousers and underwear, then deliciously slowly pressed their groins together. Heat met searing heat drawing a sharp gasp from Draco and caused Voldemort to clench his teeth.
Slowly, so slowly Voldemort started to rock his hips, every so often pushing up to get maximum pleasure for both parties. Voldemorts eyes were trained solely on Dracos' enraptured expression, the younger mans' mouth slightly parted as he gasped, revealing a small pink tongue. The Dark Lord couldn't resist, he leant down and pressed a hot kiss on those lips, his tongue once again entering, craving the taste that was Draco.
His hips had been steadily increasing their speed, the rush was rising, peaks were crashing over them both brining them closer and closer to the last big wave. The thrusts became jerky and they broke the kiss in favour of concentrating on the sensations. Finally the wave crashed over them both, black raven wings burst forth from their backs as they climaxed, proof that they were not human, Voldemort grunted, whilst Draco gave a broken moan, they drowned in the afterglow.
When they had caught their breathe they both smiled at each other, and exchanged a peck on the lips. They both rose and took a long bath, cleaning themselves of the sweat and passion. They then dressed and lay in bed. Draco spooned against Voldemort, as Draco drifted into the land of sleep, The Dark Lord had thoughts whirling about his head, he recalled how he and Draco could never go all the way with their relationship, until the 3rd was found, their link, the one to give them salvation.
R&R Please? (My first sex scene ever! XD Was it terrible?)