Out Of The Darkness
Chapter 13
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Playing for the Howlers
Harry made his way down the stairs; he now knew what the bar was. It baffled him to no end, that nearly everyone there was actually animals in disguised as humans to save his Apollite sons. It blew his mind, Ash had told him about the king dabbling with magic. It made Harry wonder, could they actually be descendant from his kind of magic? If he'd put enough animal into them, added with the magic...it could have made the Animagus part leap forth. Although it couldn't explain their magic, maybe because of their animal self they could wield magic without a wand? Then again they were very old, they lived extraordinary long lives. Which meant it gave them more control over their magic like him. It was all guesswork; Harry was merely trying to store it away in an acceptable manner. Not only was it run by were-hunters, it also let Daimon's and Apollites stay. He was shocked to say the least, to hear about the Apollites, they didn't deserve the curse - the one that killed Ryssa and her son, yes but not them all. Harry's eyes glinted angrily; if he ever met Apollo he'd kill him. He'd treated Ryssa like shite, and then killed Acheron over it? As if he had loved her. It was a lot of shit; Apollo had been just looking for an excuse. Well he hoped Apollo gave him an excuse. He wondered though if his magic would work on a god, it would be fun to find out.
He's also been told about the Dark-Hunters, men who hunted and killed the Daimon's. Best identifying feature, their black eyes and the bow and arrows mark. They'd spent hours talking about everything, even about the Demons too many different kinds to name. The girl he'd seen with Ash had been a Demon called Simi and she was Ash's adopted daughter. She'd been with him since he'd become a god. It made sense, because he'd known there wasn't something right about her. The way she had spoken had been a dead give away. He hated the fact he couldn't identify them with his magic though. That was his only peeve about this whole new world.
He opened the door to the bar, and stood stock still in amusement. A small smirk on his face. Ash was playing the guitar, for the band that was playing with the howlers tonight. The howlers was the band who played at sanctuary. He played the guitar very well, he'd dabbled but he was nowhere near as good as Ash. When he broke into a solo though, he scratched that though, he was crap compared to Ash. Just watching him, he realized he wanted him more than he'd wanted anything in his life. Everyone was screaming and yelling wildly, for such a small place they sure did make a lot of noise.
He didn't want to wait until Ash made the first move, but he also didn't know how he'd feel about him making a move in public. Some people didn't openly advertise their status. Plus this was somewhere Ash came a lot, and if he did something stupid…well it wouldn't be fair now would it?
Ash spotted Harry at the side of the room; he was watching him with that smirk of his. His eyes had an odd gleam in them as he looked at him. He didn't know why but it made his heart thump painfully in his chest. He never normally played in public, he hated being in the spotlight. Half of him just wanted to run for cover.
"Impressive isn't he?" said Justina, they were sticking to Harry like glue, despite the fact he could protect himself. Apparently they took their orders very seriously. Harry had to admire that kind of dedication, not many people were like that.
"Impressive? That's all you can come up with?" grinned Harry turning to stare at her, yet keeping one eye on Ash the entire time.
Justina just shrugged sheepishly a little impish grin on her face.
Harry turned back to Ash; he wondered why Ash was so scared of who he was. He'd heard the emotion in Acheron's voice when he'd told him he was a god. He said it like it was a bad thing, to the world Ash was a Dark-Hunter. Nobody here knew he was a god; it's why he thought Ash was afraid of whom he was. He couldn't imagine being alone for eleven thousand years. It reminded him of a song he'd heard, one of the girls constantly played sitting next to him during class in University. 'Hero' by Mariah Carey if he remembered right. He'd hated that song, the words 'hero' 'chosen one' prophecy or anything like that really irritated him.
"We'll be taking a twenty-minute break," the lead singer said after another song had been finished.
Harry watched Ash practically run from the stage, not that Harry could blame him. He hated being in the spot light too; he would never have done something like that. He preferred to blend into the background nobody noticed him. After seven years of his every move, being followed at Hogwarts- he liked the anonymity he had here. Even at college and university he'd never raised his hand. Not unless he was called up on, this happened quite often. Teachers liked the students taking participation in class. "Enjoying yourself?" asked Harry wryly.
"You had anything to eat?" asked Acheron, ignoring Harry's question. He hadn't seen Harry eat anything since that day where they'd been run off his bike.
"I don't eat when I'm stressed," said Harry.
"You need to eat something," said Ash.
"Now who's ordering whom?" smirked Harry stalking forward like a panther after its prey. "I can think of something else I'd rather be doing…" he trailed off meaningfully "Too bad you're busy." he said in mock sadness.
Ash's hidden eyes flared in sudden desire, now he was cursing himself for saying yes. Leaning over Harry he whispered a few words, before he sauntered away with the lethal grace of his. Needless to say Harry wasn't the only one watching him with desire written across their faces. Only difference was, Harry would be the lucky one. Everyone else would just have to watch and dream on.
"Aimee can I get some Gumbo and a beer please?" asked Harry sitting down at the bar. He needed his strength for what he wanted to do tonight. Just thinking about it made his jeans uncomfortably tight.
"Coming right up," smiled Aimee, she liked Harry; he had a good sense of humour. He never had a problem with her brothers that was for sure. He could give as good as he got, especially for a human. They had no idea who or what Harry was. Just like they didn't know what Acheron was.
To say the night had dragged in for Harry and Ash was putting it lightly. They couldn't have left quick enough after the last set. The supernatural beasts were deeply amused. They'd never seen Ash with anyone, so it was the source of much talking telepathically between the family of bears.
They'd barely closed the door before they pounced on each other. Their magic sizzling together, as they let their emotions get the better of them. Harry gasped as their clothes vanished completely; Ash took control, domineering the kiss. Telling him without saying anything who would be taking the lead. Who was Harry to argue? He'd rather receive the pleasure than give it. Which he was very much receiving at the moment. Their magic was tingling over their skins, making them hyperly sensitive. A moan tore out of Harry's throat, as Ash sucked and bit at his neck. If he didn't stop he'd come right here and right now.
Abstaining for so long, from any sexual activity was a bad thing, especially right now. Harry's entire body was thrumming with pleasure, yet they'd not even started properly. Harry wrapped his arms around Ash's neck, intertwining his hands in his hair.
Ash stiffened slightly, temporarily stopping what he was doing, his voice low and full of sadness "Don't pull at my hair," he was dying to pull away. Harry had no part in his past, but he couldn't help how he felt. He hated having his hair pulled, or anyone breathing on his neck.
"Of course," murmured Harry breathlessly, instead he let his arms rest against Ash's strong broad shoulders. Nudging him back to what he'd been doing before, which he did so immediately relaxing as he tried to put the past where it belonged. A rumbling laugh left Ash's lips, when Harry squeaked when he found a particular sensitive spot just below his ear.
"Ash…if you don't…stop," groaned Harry, "It's going to be a very quick night." his head flew back as Ash continued to assault him. Harry's magic flared again, this was why he hadn't slept with anyone, not just because he didn't want a partner - but because his magic reacted to his emotions. Which were right now all over the place, just like Ash was.
"Don't worry about that, I'm not going to stop until you pass out on me," whispered Acheron seductively into his ear, nipping it lightly. As much as he wanted to break the skin and drink from Harry, he didn't. He'd never violate another person like that, even if he could make it extremely pleasurable.
Harry could only respond with a groan unable to form a coherent reply. His legs were starting to shake; he wasn't sure how long he'd remain standing. That was with a door against his back, and leaning on Ash's gorgeous perfect body.
As if sensing Harry's impending orgasm and debauched state, he teleported them both onto the bed. He didn't even want to waste a second walking towards it. Intertwining their hands, they sank into the pillows above their heads as he continued to mount pleasure upon Harry's delectable body. Ash knew from experience just how close Harry was to loosing control. Rubbing their erections together hard, Harry froze, before he came hard, between both their bodies.
It was Harry's turn to use magic this time, erasing the evidence of his lost control. If Ash thought Harry was going to be a complete submissive, he had another thing coming. He flipped Ash over, surprising the Atlantean, and he didn't fight his silver eyes watching Harry curiously with a small amount veiled worry.
Harry began stroking Ash's body, he was so flawless, and he was the epitome of male perfection. Part of him wondered why a man like him would want Harry. He shoved those thoughts away; they had no place here and now. Harry nipped, nibbled and licked at each piece of skin. From his broad perfect shoulders, narrow hips and down his long, muscles legs. Seeing the size of Ash brought Harry to life again. He was so big and hard, licking his lips he wanted to taste him so badly. He decided he was going to, if Ash didn't like it well he'd tell him. Harry moved slightly so he could get comfortable, stroking the engorged member, watching moisture leak from the tip. Sucking lightly, he nibbled and teasingly bit down the further he got down. The veins throbbed dangerously, as his own hardening length, twitched.
Ash tried to draw Harry away, but the wizard wasn't having any of it. He sucked, hard and Ash came violently, as he tried to remain still not wanting to hurt Harry by bucking up. Harry massaged him until ever drop was swallowed and Ash completely spent. Not that it lasted long at all; Ash soon got acquainted with the rest of Harry's body as well, but did spend more time at his neck than anywhere else.
Both of them were hard again within five minutes, Ash pushed a pillow under Harry's hips, nibbling at his stomach as he stroked him to completion. The looser Harry was, the less it would hurt, with one hand he continued to stoke him, the other began stretching Harry spearing him open. It was too much for Harry he came once again his entire body feeling like mush.
Once Ash was sure Harry was prepared enough, materialized a vital ingredient they were missing. He spread it over himself, and the rest he vanished as he finally sank into Harry. Finally he'd gotten what he'd wanted since he'd first met him. He tried to take his time, despite the fact he wanted to sink himself in. He didn't want to hurt him, but Harry had other ideas, he arched up sinking Ash further into him. It hurt a little, but compared to the Cruciatus curse it was a paper cut, he didn't even outwardly react. Which was a good thing really; otherwise Ash would have spoiled it.
Acheron knew he wasn't going to last long, he pistoned in slowly a few times before he picked up the pace. Their bodies rocking at the pace they'd set. The bed was rocking with them, thankfully not making too much noise - not that anyone would hear since the room was silenced. Not just with the were-hunter magic but Harry's as well. Harry couldn't believe it when he felt himself hardening again. Not that it was on his mind long, it was swept away as pleasure threatened to swallow him whole.
Neither man lasted much longer, both of them coming explosively yet again. Harry's magic flared once more, entering both of them causing them to shiver at the pleasant feeling it left behind. For a few seconds Acheron remained still, his fears coming back. Would Harry ask him to leave? Throw him out as everyone else had done? Or worse still slap him and loath him for the simple fact he was attracted to Ash.
Acheron's fears were for naught, as Harry stroked at his shoulder completely spent his eyes half mast, he looked ready to fall asleep. Ash lay down next to him, as Harry put his head on his shoulder his face away from his neck. So he wasn't breathing on his neck, for that Ash was eternally grateful. Harry continued to idly stoke Ash's strong arm until he passed out. Completely spent and sated, and Ash finally relaxed when he realized he wasn't about to be thrown out. His heart clenched once more, Harry made him feel like a man, a normal man. He'd never felt like one before, and he'd be forever grateful for the gift Harry had given him. It wasn't long before Ash fell asleep, he'd not been getting much lately, too worried about the journal, Harry and the people after them.
There we go :) the chapter you have all been waiting for decided not to make you wait any longer. sorry no Hecate in this chapter but she will make an appearance soon! so what did you think? not used to writing ash and Harry so for first time i hope it was what you expected and more ;) lol will Demons take Harry? will he be able to fight them off himself and actually see apollymi while he's down there getting powers so he can get back up? Apollymi loves her son and she knows how he feels so shed do it for him to stop anything happening to Harry! will he give her the mirror while he's there? or would you just rather see Harry create something like a parrarell plane where they can see each other first? or will he give her the mirrors first then create a world through the mirrors so they can see each other? when and if harry takes artemis's powers will the bond arie and ash share be tranferred so ash doesnt have to worry about her? after all if she doesnt have powers...it would be easy to kill her and thus ash! whenwill we see Harry's Master of Death powers? will he only see them when Hades gives him some of his powers to 'unlock' them so to speak? R&R PLEASE!