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
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"Sebastian!" Tony was shaking the screaming boy as hard as he could, the others watching terrified. The older blonde jumped and his head shot up from his knees, tear streaks and smudges covering his cheeks. He looked around and quickly stood, running past the others and into the room he had slept in. He crawled under the blankets and allowed himself to weep. He never cried. In the six years since that day, no matter what the other man did to him or had him do, he refused to let a single tear actually fall.
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Colin sighed and stretched, glancing around the room before climbing out of the bed. He yanked a shirt on and stepped out of the room, doing his usual morning routine. He stepped out of the bathroom, hair still damp from the shower and a towel around his waist, and headed back to the guest room. A whistle sounded and he jumped looking at the bed.
"Fuck Cols." Seamus grinned and reached out, taking the other's hand and pulling him over, slipping his other to the small of the dark blonde's back. He pressed his lips to the wet collar bone and smirked when a quiet moan hit his ears, the smaller's member twitching. He trailed his mouth down and flicked his tongue out and over a hardened bud; a shiver wracking the smaller's body.
"S-Seamus?"
"Hmm?" He hummed, nipping the smaller's nipple, a hand slipping to toy with the front of the younger's towel.
"Your mum-"
"At work, dad's on a business trip, I'm an only child and most of my relatives only come on Christmas and never when me mum is away." He mumbled, looking up at the dilated pupils.
"Can we go to your bed?"
"Fuck yes." Seamus stood up and practically dragged the smaller across the hall to his room, slamming the door shut and attaching his mouth to Colin's instantly, a surprised yelp flooding into his mouth. The dark blonde responded and slipped his fingers down the broad chest. He pushed them into the older's boxers and slowly pulled them down, lips trailing to his neck, biting hard.
"AH!" Colin bucked and blushed the older grinning and tugging on the wet boy's towel, hearing it hit the ground.
"Mmm I have an amazing idea."
"Do you now?" The smaller mumbled out, lips ghosting along his. Seamus pulled back and lightly laced their fingers together, pulling him back towards the bathroom.
"Shower with me love."
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"No!" Tony hissed when Molly headed up the stairs. "Trust me on this. When he's this vulnerable he doesn't want anyone to see him. He's trying to be strong." He explained. The fireplace went and a slightly taller blonde stumbled out. "Dennis." A relieved sigh left Tony and he pulled the older into a tight hug.
"Eurm hello to you too!" He grinned and wrapped his arms around the small Veela, closing his eyes and pressing his lips to the tip of the smaller's nose. He led the smaller over to the couch and sat down, Tony practically crawling onto the startled boy's lap. "Are you alright?" The younger just nodded at him and drew invisible patterns on his jeans. "Ok . . ."
"Is your brother alright?" Mr. Weasley asked. Tony looked up and shrugged.
"you're rather quiet." Dennis mumbled into the bleach strands, rubbing the thin shoulders.
"There's a lot of people." the smaller whispered, avoiding eye contact. The older smiled and hugged him tight.
"I'll be back, just gonna plop my things down." Charlie said standing and stretching. He grabbed his things and headed up stairs and to his room. The redhead opened his door and stepped in.
"AH!" He jumped and dropped his stuff, eyes wide.
"Sorry!" Sebastian closed his book and gave a laugh.
"No, I'm sorry, I was reading a scary part." The blonde gave a soft smile, blonde locks framing his face, bright blue eyes and a dimple on each cheek. The older returned the gentle look and leaned against the door frame.
"So you're . . ."
"Sebastian. Or Bastian." He flushed and looked away, the taller raising his brow.
"So how long you staying?" He asked walking over and sitting next to him.
"N-not sure, it hasn't been discussed yet." He shifted, staring down at the floor. "I ah, I just got back from my mas-" he paused. "My home in Finland."
"Oh?" Charlie was not an idiot. "Your master?" The smaller's eyes widened and he bit his lip hard. "Hey! Come one don't do that! You'll split your lip and bleed all over my bed." The older joked. Sebastian released his lip and turned to him bowing his head quickly.
"I'm sorry!"
"Whoa there! S'alright!" He patted the thin boys back, noticing the slight flinch. "You ok?"
"I'm sorry." He repeated again, quieter. He started to pull his shirt off.
"What are you doing?" He gave an amused look.
"Aren't you gonna punish me?" Sebastian asked, turning his back to the other. Charlie blanched and looked away from the back covered in scares, bruises and cuts.
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Colin groaned into the other's hot mouth when the water turned on, stream filling the room. Seamus pulled back when he set the water to the temperature he liked, Colin checking and nodding. The brunette stepped into the spray and pulled the smaller in after him, pulling the curtain shut.
"Been a long time since I've seen you in a shower." Colin stated with a lust filled gaze, eyes trailing down the older's body, stopping at his member and biting his lip. He shivered as the water droplets ran along the older's frame, his shaft glistening with the warm liquid.
Seamus reached out and tipped the younger's head up, attaching their mouths and walking backwards until the water splashed between them. Their wet lips slipped along one another's, moans and gasps falling from both boys. The older slid his hands down the pale sides and around to his rear, giving it a squeeze.
Colin shivered and hissed when the brunette's mouth pressed to his neck, trailing down it, nipping at his junction, a hand sliding inwards, a finger slipping into him.
"Ah!" Colin arched and gripped the dark locks and strong bicep hard, panting and spreading his feet for the taller. Seamus smiled and sucked hard at the flesh between his lips, the other panting and moaning. "Uh oh." Colin muttered
"What?" The blonde tossed his head back and cried out, exploding between the two. Seamus jumped and watched the smaller's shaft as the last bit of cum squirted out.
"I'm sorry!"
"That was actually really hot." Seamus muttered, looking back up and grinning. "How fast can you get hard again?" The smaller shifted and blushed.
"Depends on the reason moSTLY!" He threw his head back when two fingers slid in and struck his prostate, a moan falling from his lips.
"Face the wall love." Seamus mumbled, bringing their lips together quickly. Colin turned and placed his forearms on the cold surface, his head resting on them, legs spreading. The older smiled and pushed the final finger in, a hiss leaving the blonde. He carefully stretched the younger until he was panting and pushing back on his hand.
"I-I'm getting hard again." The smaller panted out and the brunette shivered, biting his lip.
"Fuck that's hot." He walked forwards and slowly slipped into the smaller. He groaned and leaned down, pressing his lips to the wet shoulder, pulling his hips back and pushing forwards, the constant beating of the water acting as a lubricant.
Seamus closed his eyes and breathed in the small boy's scent, thrusting his hips hard into the younger, a loud cry falling from Colin's lips, the taller repeating the action. The blonde threw his head back and clawed at the wall, pushing back against the taller, panting, high moans filling the area.
The Irishman always forgot how loud the smaller was! He groaned and gripped the reddening hips, beginning to pound into the smaller, said boy screaming for him to go harder, deeper and faster.
"Ah, ah, ah! I-I can't! Oh gods!" Colin panted, a boil starting, pressure building up in his member.
"I-it's ok, you can let go." The smaller shook his head and cried out when the taller gave a particularly hard thrust at his prostate. Seamus leaned over him and pressed his lips to the smaller's ear. "Cum hard for me Colin."
"AH!" He tossed his head back and howled, his seed shooting out of him and onto the wall. Seamus let out his own cry when the smaller became impossibly tight around him, pulling his orgasm from him, milking the older for all he was worth. The older quickly wrapped an arm around the smaller's stomach, keeping him from falling. He carefully pulled out, both panting. They stayed there for a little bit longer, the water washing away any evidence of their activities. He shut the tap off and pulled Colin's back to his chest, humming and smiling, the younger sporting a goofy, content grin.
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"Ah mum? Exactly where are these two from?" Charlie whispered.
"They were in the slave trade dear." She said back sadly.
"Oh that makes a little sense then."
"Why dear?" She raised her brow and his second oldest cleared his throat.
"He ah . . . Felt bad and was biting his lip and I made a joke about him, noting that, because he was biting it he was going to bleed all over the bed and . . . well . . ." By this point half the Weasley's were around. "He took his shirt off and when I asked him what he was doing and he wanted to know if I was going to . . . punish him . . ." the others blinked. "I ah . . . Just kind of excused myself and left." He scratched the back of his neck.
"Perhaps you should ask him to come down here?" Mr. Weasley suggested. Charlie nodded and turned hesitantly heading to his room. He opened the door and froze eyes wide.
"U-uhm!" His voice raised a few octaves. Sebastian looked up at the other sitting completely starkers on his knees, head bowed and grasping his bare knees. Charlie closed the door and grabbed the sheet off his bed, wrapping it around the confused boy. "Why on earth are you starkers?" He hissed.
"Because you're supposed to punish me." He stated simply.
"The hell did he do to you?" The dragon tamer mumbled.
"Well whipped me of course!" The smaller actually looked amused. The other continued to stare at him as if he had three heads. "And he'd . . . well you know." He looked down and pointed to his member. The older cleared his throat and looked away.
"No I really don't know." He grumbled.
"Oh. Well he'd touch me-"
"OK! I don't need to hear any more!"
"But you have to know that way you can punish me!" He started hyperventilating.
"Come on let's head downstairs with the others." He said with a sigh.
"Oh in public again?"
"What? No I am not punishing you!"
"Why not? I was bad! You have to! And you don't even have the leash and collar! How can you be my master without that?"
"WHAT?" His voice cracked and he gapped. "I am not your master!"
"B-b-b-b-but I need a new one!" His breathing quickened and Mrs. Weasley opened the door.
"Oh my!" she gasped and Charlie sighed. "What on earth is going on here?"
"Charlie's my new master!"
"WHAT?"
"No I'm not!" Mrs. Weasley shoved her head out the door and called her husband up. He ran in and blinked.
"Charlie's turning into a pedophile!"
"No I'm not mum! Holy crap!" He groaned and rubbed his temples.
"Alright someone explain what's going on in a calm manner because frankly, I rather enjoy being able to hear!" Mr. Weasley stated exasperated.
"I came back up and he was on the floor starkers saying I was his master and wanting me to punish him!" He threw his arms up dramatically. The man of the house blinked.
"Sebastian?" Said boy looked up. "Please put your clothing on and come down stairs for some breakfast alright?"
"I can't eat though." He whispered crossing his ankles and drawing his knees up to his chest.
"Why not?"
"Because my master didn't tell me to." He kept his eyes down. Mr. Weasley let out a huff and looked at Charlie who groaned.
"Please get dressed and go down for breakfast."
"But you have to punish me still"
"I'll punish you after! Just get dressed and eat already dammit!"
"Charlie! Watch your language!" He hissed when his mother cuffed him. They turned and started out.
"A-aren't you going to dress me?" He asked in a small voice.
"Ah no."
"B-but I don't know how to get dressed." He bit his lip and looked up at him expectantly.
"You can get undressed right?" The smaller nodded. "Then do the same thing but backwards." He walked out and closed the door. They headed back downstairs and gave small smiles, sitting down. Hermione smiled at them and they all sat around the table. Tony was sitting quite close to Dennis and Mrs. Weasley pressed her lips into a tight line. They heard steps and Charlie groaned, smacking his head off the table at the young blonde.
Ron snorted in the middle of taking a drink, ending with a cough attack, Harry trying not to laugh. Even Hermione had to cover her mouth in order to stifle a laugh. The twins were nearly falling off their chairs in laughter, even Bill was chuckling. Mr. And Mrs. Weasleys' lips twitched.
"That's not what I meant when I said to do it backwards!" Charlie got up and placed his hand on the lean shoulder. "C'mon let's go." The minute they were out of sight the entire table broke out in a fit of laughter.