Rating: R
Warnings: Course language, Male/Male, Uncomfortable Situations, Sexual Situations, Anal, Physical Abuse, Mental Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Molestation, Auctioning, Oral Sex, Rape, PTSD, MPreg
Parings- DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE: Draco/Colin, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Seamus/Dennis, Dennis/Tony (Tony/Dennis), Charlie/Sebastian (Sebastian/Charlie), Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione
. . . Enjoy . . .
"You are not getting pregnant!" His father barked.
"WHAT? God no! I am not bottoming to Creevey!" He gaped slightly offended. His parents sighed and nodded.
"Alright. We'll send an elf in when dinner is ready." The smaller nodded and opened the sitting room doors, motioning for the smaller to come along. The parents watched as he smiled brightly and followed their son. "Well he has a lovely smile at least." Narcissa pointed out.
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"Mum this is Dennis." Seamus said slipping into the back seat with said boy. The blonde blushed and smiled at her.
"Hello Mrs. Finnigan." He said with as much confidence as he could master.
"Lovely to meet you Dennis." She smiled at him in the rear view mirror and they buckled in and got ready for the drive to Seamus' grandmothers. From there they would floo back to his home in Ireland.
At some point Dennis had fallen asleep and the brunette boy couldn't contain his smile at that. He ran his fingers through soft locks and pressed a gentle kiss to the light hairs.
"We're here." His mother said quietly. He nodded and lightly shook the smaller. Dennis squeezed his eyes shut and blinked the sleep back, looking up at the older with a lazy grin.
"We're at my Gran's love. C'mon." The other nodded and undid his seatbelt. They unloaded the trunk and headed in, the petite blonde barely registering anything through his sleepy haze.
"Perhaps you should get him to bed when we arive home love."
"Alright mum." He smiled. They stepped through the fireplace and Seamus led his boyfriend up a flight of stairs and to his bedroom, closing the door behind them. The bed was a twin and the walls and blankets were blue. That's all Dennis really registered at that moment. "Come on." He led the smaller to his mattress and held back a laugh when the younger crawled onto it and flopped down, snuggling into the sheets happily.
He raised his brow as the smaller sat up and yanked his sweater and top off before shimmying out of his bottoms and rolling onto his stomach.
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"This is your room?" Colin gaped and twirled, looking around the large area.
"Indeed." Draco said with pride. Colin skipped over to the large bed and sat on it, grinning.
"You sink into it!" A joyful sound left the smaller and he crawled up onto the item, the older watching with an amused smirk.
"Are you done getting all hot and bothered over the feel of my bed?" Draco crawled onto the mattress and pushed the smaller onto his back. "Because I think you'll like it even more when my weight presses you into the mattress." Colin moaned and shivered.
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Hands slipped down thin sides and a moan fell from the smaller's lips, his head tossing back as he lowered himself onto the other's shaft. Sweat trickled down their bodies and he looked down, locking his shocking blue eyes with the grey-blue ones below.
He watched the face twist into one of pleasure and ground down on the other's length, moaning. A burn started in his stomach and he gasped, arching high and crying out.
"Ah!" He panted and his blue eyes slipped open. The light blonde pushed the strands of wet hair away from his face, his clothes damp with sweat. He lifted the sheets and cursed at the dark wet patch on his grey boxers.
"You know . . ." he jumped and his eyes widened at his roommate, "As hot as that was I'd much prefer you not to do that at six in the morning . . . unless I'm involved anyways." The older blonde pushed himself up onto his elbow and smirked at the blushing boy. "Ms. Jen is not going to be too pleased about you getting your clothes all sticky . . . again . . ." Reagan pointed out.
"Shit." Tony sat up and buried his head in his hands. Why did he have to dream about Dennis?
"What the hell is going on in here?" Ms. Jen threw her head in, a glare being casted around the room. Her eyes locked on the sweaty boy and narrowed. "Put your laundry in the basket and get dressed."
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Seamus moaned and opened his eyes, his boyfriend completely starkers and straddling him. He was clad in just his boxers and he blinked the sleep back.
"Dennis?" Lips pressed to his and he groaned.
"I know it's early but I was hoping we could finally . . ." He left it hanging but trailed his fingertips down the broad chest. "I mean you've got your own morning wood anyways." He pointed out. Seamus bit his lip. He slept with Colin before his own boyfriend.
"Lie down." He mumbled taking in the excited face of the smaller.
"I stretched myself out the best that I could but you may want to still check and see." Dennis said quickly, getting comfortable on the bed.
"Shh." Seamus nestled himself between parted legs, boxers on the floor. He leaned down and lightly pressed their lips together. He slipped his head to the side, their tongue sneaking out and twisting around one another. Dennis tipped his head back, lips pressing under his jaw and trailing down his neck, hands sliding around his sides. Seamus nipped the pale flesh and pulled his nightstand drawer open, yanking out a half empty bottle of lube, squirting some onto his fingers and shaft. He reached between them, milky thighs spreading forwards. He slipped two digits into the smaller easily, pushing in a third and smiling. The smaller stretched himself well.
Dennis arched as the fingers twisted in him, brushing his walls. Seamus pulled back and shifted his hips forwards. He locked eyes with the smaller who nodded, breathing heavily. The taller grasped his shaft and pushed forwards, a groan leaving him and a gasp slipping out from the other. Thin legs rubbed up his sides as he slipped in to the hilt easily.
The blonde arched under him, grasping his back and hair, moving with the taller's smooth thrusts. They locked lust filled eyes, both panting, sweat starting to form on them. He thrusted a little harder, a cry falling from parted lips, blue-grey eyes disappearing under pale lids, a head tilting back. He locked his legs behind the broad back.
Seamus let out heavy breaths, keeping a controlled pace, making sure not to move the bed. He leaned down and buried his face in the younger's neck, striking the other's bundle of nerves again, hands slipping along his back.
"Ah!" Dennis bit his lip, ecstasy washing over his body, unbearable pleasure hitting him. he let out another mewl, lips pressing to the flesh on his neck, hips pressing into him, the other's long thick shaft rubbing him perfectly. He arched up, a smile on his face, keeping his eyes closed.
Seamus let out ragged breaths, pulling his lip hard between his teeth, picking his pace up as a boil started in his stomach. He added a circular motion to his thrusts, the smaller letting out a loud gasp and gripping him hard, pushing down.
The younger's breathing doubled a boil filling his abdomen, liquid heat shooting through his body. He cried out and curved his back high, shooting his seed between them.
Seamus moaned; the smaller's walls clamping down and a warm substance splashing along his chest, the petite boy shaking and collapsing. He gasped and pushed his hips in deep, the other groaning in pleasure as the older shot his load, filling the smaller.
The brunette lowered his body and smiled, rolling to the side, a small boy placing a head on his chest, arm around the thick waist.
"Wow." Dennis whispered in content, humming in his chest. Seamus smiled and began to play with the light locks.
"Agreed." He closed his eyes, Colin's face flashing before them. Dennis held him after the same way his brother had.
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"Young master Malfoy?" He sighed and pulled back from his heated kiss. "Dinner is ready." The little house elf bowed and disappeared. Colin frowned and Draco slid off him, fixing his attire and helping the smaller.
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A pained yelp filled the room as the final blow was made. He whimpered and sniffed, standing up and pulling his bottoms back up and over his sore arse, Ms. Jen handing him his belt back. Some of the other boys gave him sympathetic looks, but the older ones seemed more interested than not. If one of them were to pull him aside he knew they would force him on all fours, do a quick, sloppy preparation before making him feel raw and like he was split in two. It wouldn't be the first time that happened in this damn place. He just hoped it wasn't him that it happened to.
Reagan walked forwards and grasped his arm when the older woman left. He pulled him back to their room and shoved him down onto his face on his bed. He never cried at this place. No that would mean they won. He bottoms were yanked down harshly again as a barely wet digit slid into him. Why did his mum have to leave him like that? He was six years old! He needed her! Now he was stuck here, separated from his older brother. The older brother was in Finland being used as a servant.
That's what this orphanage was. It was where all the rich and powerful men came to take away the boys they wanted to have as a slave, to have bend to their every whim. That was why Ms. Jen let the other boys take advantage of one another. Because it would happen anyways.
However. She had one strict rule. Tony was supposed to be off limits.
"Hey!" One of the boys yelled. Reagan frowned and pulled back. "You know we can't do that to him!" Tony closed his eyes, face towards the wall, blocking the others out. "I'm telling!"
"You tell and I'll rip your ass in two!" The younger eeped at Reagan's words and ran off. The older yanked the smaller's bottoms back up. Tony sat up and strained his ears to hear Ms. Jen yell at Reagan.
"You know not to do that! Mr. Fitz wants him pure! He's willing to pay hundreds for Tony! You will not ruin this for me!" The smallest in the orphanage covered his ears and curled into a ball. He didn't want to be sold!
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"Seamus?" Dennis asked whilst they sat in the living room, pressed together, watching a movie. His parents had gone out for a little bit.
"Hmm?"
"Can we go visit Tony? He must hate it there."
"Visit him where?" The brunette asked a bit darkly.
"The orphanage."
"What orphanage?" Dennis pulled the address out of his pocket and handed it to his boyfriend. Seamus red it and froze. "Dennis?"
"Yeah?"
"That's not an orphanage." He turned to his lover, worry showing in both their eyes.
"W-what is it?"
"It's a slave trade . . ."