Blaise had expected a lot of responses from Haylan when the Spanish delegation decided to be idiots. However, Blaise did not expect Haylan to quite literally re-animate a small army of skeletons from right under their feet.
They weren't inferi.
They weren't mummies.
They were very literally walking stacks of bones that found fire, water, and curses to be mere nuisances and not an actual deterrent. The Spanish delegation recoiled in horror as the skeletons began to clatter their way towards them. The advisors scrambled to their feet, some of them drawing their wands, but it was clear that they were vastly outnumbered. Blaise watched from the sidelines, his expression one of mild amusement as he watched the chaos unfold. Haylan, on the other hand, looked like he was thoroughly enjoying himself.
"You see?" Haylan called out over the din. "This is what happens when you cross me. Do you really want to risk the safety of your entire country for the sake of your pride?"
King Fernando looked like he was about to pass out from the sheer terror of it all. "No, no, please," he stuttered. "We'll do whatever you want!"
Haylan's expression softened somewhat, and the ground stopped shaking. The skeletons, sensing that their job was done, began to collapse back into the earth. "Good," Haylan said, his voice returning to its previous neutrality. "I'm glad you see reason."
The rest of the meeting passed without incident. King Fernando agreed to swear fealty to the Caliban name and to pay reparations to Haylan for his wife's actions. Haylan, for his part, promised not to sink Spain into the sea.
Blaise couldn't wait to get Haylan home so he could fuck his unnaturally attractive and powerful husband into the closest mattress they could find. Haylan was a damn tease and he knew it. Blaise might have still been recovering from his time with Queen Joanna, but he wasn't going to let that keep him from having sex with Haylan.
As they left the tent, happily ignoring the horrified faces they were leaving behind, Blaise couldn't help but run his hands up and down Haylan's lean but powerful arms. "You're so powerful," he murmured, nuzzling his nose into Haylan's neck. "I love it when you show off like that."
Haylan chuckled, the sound vibrating through Blaise's body. "You're the only one I show off for, love," he said, his fingers trailing over Blaise's cheek. "Let's go back to the palace. I want to show you just how much I love you."
Blaise grinned, feeling the blood rush to his cock. "Lead the way, Emperor," he said, bowing playfully.
Haylan rolled his eyes, but there was a smile on his lips as he took Blaise's hand and Apparated them both back to their bedroom. As soon as they landed, Blaise was on him, pressing him up against the wall and kissing him hard. Haylan moaned into his mouth, his hands gripping Blaise's hips tightly. Sirius and Narcissa would wait for an update from Haylan, Blaise had to have his husband now.
They stumbled towards the bed, quickly shedding their clothes as they went. Blaise couldn't get enough of Haylan's body, running his hands over every inch of muscle and skin. Haylan was equally enthusiastic, pulling Blaise closer and closer exploring the new scars now on Blaise's skin.
"War wounds," Blaise mumbled teasingly against Haylan's lips causing Haylan to smirk at his husband.
"Very sexy my love." Haylan returned in an amused tone before kissing him again and again.
Next thing Haylan knew he was being pressed down against the mattress and Blaise's lips were wrapped around his cock causing Haylan to moan loudly, clutching at the sheets as he watched his husband swallow his length with barely any effort.
"Fuck. Blaise! More." Haylan whimpered.
Blaise then slowly began to bob his head up and down, his fingers trailing over Haylan's thighs and abdomen, causing a magnificent tingling sensation in his lover's body, making him nearly shake with pure pleasure.
Blaise began to increase his pace, using his hand to work the rest of Haylan's cock while his mouth barely took a break as he continued to suck on the tip, causing Haylan to let out a strangled scream of pleasure. Blaise then began to stroke rapidly while sucking hard, which caused his husband to lose it, cumming hard into Blaise's mouth. Blaise swallowed every last drop, happily drinking down his husband's essence.
Haylan had barely recovered from his orgasm when Blaise began to ravage his mouth again. He could feel Blaise's cock pressing against his entrance and he happily spread his legs for his husband.
"Please, Blaise," Haylan whispered between kisses. "I need you."
Blaise didn't need to be told twice, he slid right into Haylan's tight passage without hesitation.
"You're so tight still." Blaise groaned against Haylan's lips.
Haylan's eyes had closed as he adapted to both the pain and pleasure of Blaise being inside of him. The lack of preparation burned but Haylan didn't want to wait, he needed his bonded now, their bond had been stretched too thin being separated so soon after their bonding.
"Move!" Haylan ordered and Blaise was happy to comply, sliding out and then in stretching Haylan with his cock.
"Oh gods." Haylan moaned, gripping Blaise's arms tightly.
Blaise moaned in response but he didn't stop, he kept moving, wanting to bring Haylan to his peak, he wanted to feel their bond tremble and shiver with the power of their pleasure.
The room was filled with the sounds of their moans, the bed creaking with their movements, and the noises their skin made as it slapped together. Blaise then reached down, grabbing Haylan's erection, and began to stroke him in time with his thrusts.
"I'm so close, Blaise." Haylan moaned. "Please."
Blaise then redoubled his efforts, pushing them both closer and closer to climax. Haylan could feel Blaise's cock throbbing inside of him, he could feel it tingling down his spine and he knew that they were going to cum together.
"Blaise!" Haylan yelled out. "I'm cumming!"
Blaise could feel his husband spurting cum all over his hand and he slid out of Haylan to milk the last few drops out until he was satisfied and collapsing next to Haylan on the bed. As they caught their breath Blaise pulled Haylan close so he could spoon him, feeling his hot sweaty skin against his own. He felt so alive when he touched Haylan, nothing could feel better than this.
Blaise gently placed kisses on the back of Haylan's neck and shoulder.
"I love you," Blaise whispered against Haylan's skin.
"I love you too," Haylan said in an affectionate but tired voice.
They fell asleep wrapped around each other, basking in the feeling of their love and the power of their bond.
With the entirety of the Wizarding World (mostly Spain and the ICW) scared of Emperor Caliban's wrath, finding and capturing the rogue members still calling themselves the Order of the Phoenix proved to be frightfully easy. Haylan and Blaise had just sat down to eat lunch the next day when Bella burst into the room with a manic energy they hadn't seen from her since she had been healed of the Black Madness.
"We have them, my Emperor," Bella announced. "Sirius and the aurors are securing them in the dungeon. Private citizens reported their sightings to the ICW. We caught them as they were packing up to leave France."
Haylan's smile was quite bloodthirsty. "Show them some proper hospitality Bella and have Sirius floo call Severus for several vials of veritiserum. We will question them after lunch. Depending on their answers we may have an execution as our dinner entertainment."
Bella happily left the room to execute her Emperor's orders. Blaise was amused.
"Evening entertainment huh?" Blaise asked.
"The sooner we get rid of them, the sooner I will relax and feel like you will be safe again my love. We still have a public wedding to put on and then your coronation so the public may recognize you as a ruler in your own right." Haylan slid his hand into Blaise's hand, squeezing gently.
"As long as my crown is as impressive as yours, I will be happy Haylan." Blaise grinned mischievously making Haylan laugh. Everything he had done to this point was worth the happiness he had with Blaise.
When Haylan said dinner entertainment he meant it quite literally.
They were in the throne room, with a table not dissimilar to the head table at Hogwarts, in front of Haylan's throne with other equally imposing chairs conjured to go down the length of the table. The entire Black family was sat at the table in full formal wear, food already filling the space with abundance, as the aurors brought their prisoners into the throne room.
Haylan watched with cold emotionless eyes as the prisoners were pushed to their knees on the cold stone floor. The prisoners were not only bound but all of them had magic-suppressing cuffs on them as well. They looked pathetic and Haylan couldn't wait to hear their excuses.
"Bring the veritiserum!" Haylan ordered, causing Lupin and Jones to wince, they knew what was coming. Hermione looked as cocky as ever. Haylan was going to save her death for last so she could watch her chosen accomplices be destroyed for what were probably her plans of grandeur.
"Hermione Granger, Sturgis Podmore, Emmeline Vance, Hestia Jones, Arabella Figg, and Remus Lupin. You have been brought before me due to your acts of treason and terrorism. You will be given veritiserum and the truth will either seal your fate or declare your innocence. This is not a debate, this is my law." Haylan declared in a steady tone, staring all of the prisoners down. Only Remus looked apologetic.
Gods I love this man."Blaise thought, beaming at his husband.
"The potions master will administer the potions," Haylan ordered and Severus soon brought in the vials of veritiserum for the aurors to use. They wore masks and gloves as a safety measure but every auror had their wand all ready to release the potions and counter their effects if necessary.
They lined up in front of the prisoners and began to administer the veritiserum. Hermione was last after the aurors and was the only one to try to refuse. Sirius laughed.
"And now we wait," Haylan ordered.
It only took a few minutes for the slack and dazed looks to overtake the prisoners.
Haylan began to go down the line, the questions were simple and straightforward.
"Hestia Jones, did you commit treason against the Caliban empire by aiding Queen Joanna of Spain in the kidnapping of Blaise Zabini?"
"Yes."
"Do you have any other accomplices?"
"No."
"Sturgis Podmore, did you commit treason against the Caliban empire by aiding Queen Joanna of Spain in the kidnapping of Blaise Zabini?"
"Yes."
"Do you have any other accomplices?"
"No."
"Arabella Figg, did you commit treason against the Caliban empire by aiding Queen Joanna of Spain in the kidnapping of Blaise Zabini?"
"Yes."
"Do you have any other accomplices?"
"No."
"Emmeline Vance, did you commit treason against the Caliban empire by aiding Queen Joanna of Spain in the kidnapping of Blaise Zabini?"
"Yes."
"Do you have any other accomplices?"
"No."
"Hermione Granger, did you commit treason against the Caliban empire by aiding Queen Joanna of Spain in the kidnapping of Blaise Zabini?"
"Yes."
"Do you have any other accomplices?"
"No."
"Remus Lupin did you commit treason against the Caliban empire by aiding Queen Joanna of Spain in the kidnapping of Blaise Zabini?"
"No."
The new answer made Haylan pause and narrow his eyes, scanning the werewolf in question.
"Your magical signature was found at the scene of the crime, you were there when they kidnapped my lover were you not?"
"Yes."
Haylan looked over to Sirius in question. Sirius was looking rather conflicted but cleared his throat.
"Remus Lupin, did someone force you to help them commit treason and kidnap Blaise Zabini?"
"Yes." Remus' monotone reply made Sirius nearly collapse in his seat.
"Aurors take Remus Lupin away to come out from under the veritiserum. I will speak with him later. Do not leave him alone and do not give him back his wand yet." Haylan instructed, nodding to two of the aurors.
Once Remus was out of the room, Haylan's attention was back on the other prisoners in front of him. Honestly, Haylan was just tired. Tired of being angry, tired of having to defend his right to the throne, tired of having to constantly display some powerful feat of magic to keep everyone in line.
"Lord Death will deal with your treasonous souls in the afterlife. I do not have the energy to entertain your theatrics any further." Haylan raised his hand in the air, magic gathering around him, and when he closed his hand into a fist the five prisoners fell to the floor like puppets with their strings cut.
The Order was dead.
They could move on now.
