Dark Moon Magic 6/8
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nicevennTitle: Dark Moon Magic 6/8
Pairing: Harry/Draco; James II/Scorpius
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 1,562
Disclaimer: Characters and HP universe belong to J.K. Rowling and associated publishers. This fiction is not intended for underage readers.
Warnings: mpreg; incest (half-brothers)
Summary: Draco's been keeping a secret, but he can't hide the truth forever.
James should have known better than to continue spending time with Scorpius. He should have known that he could never be just a friend or even a brother to him because forbidden feelings would haunt him every time their fingers brushed or his gaze fell on Scorpius’ lips. James knew he should have stayed away, but he hadn’t; and as much as he wanted to believe that he remained by Scorpius’ side out of sympathy and brotherly love alone, there was also a less noble, more selfish reason—he didn’t think he could survive without Scorpius.
Now, as they lay together on a blanket by the lake, Scorpius’ head resting on his lap, James knew he would give in. And he no longer cared. He wanted to give in. It was so hard to keep pretending when his cock was stiff and aching beneath Scorpius’ cheek. There wasn’t a doubt in James’ mind that Scorpius felt it, too. He brushed his fingers lightly, tentatively through blond hair that was tinged red-gold by the setting sun.
Scorpius shifted, and the movement sent a jolt to James’ dick. A soft moan escaped his throat; Scorpius became so still it seemed as though he’d stopped breathing. James wondered what he was thinking. Scorpius had stopped trying to convince him that they should continue their relationship as before, but James was sure it was only because Scorpius didn’t want to drive him away. Is that why he’s so still now? Because he’s afraid I’ll leave if he responds?
His cock demanding attention, James ground his hips lightly against Scorpius’ head. When Scorpius rubbed his cheek against his cock, James wasn’t sure if he’d done it deliberately or if he had just shifted into a more comfortable position again until he felt Scorpius begin caressing his thigh through his jeans.
Scorpius inhaled the scent of James crotch and moved his hand higher, until it was only about an inch away from his cock. James’ felt a fluttering in his stomach. If this had been six weeks ago, before they had found out they were half-brothers, Scorpius wouldn’t have hesitated to unzip James’ fly and slip his hand inside his boxers. That was what James wanted him to do now, but he couldn’t put it into words. Somehow, it seemed like it wouldn’t be as wrong if it just happened as if he asked for it, so James touched Scorpius’ arm instead, tightening his grip as a silent expression of his need.
Scorpius stopped breathing again. He lifted his head from James crotch while his hand, hesitant and unsure, slowly slid over the bulge in James’ pants. James tightened his grip around Scorpius’ shoulder as he ran his fingers up and down the length of his cock.
When Scorpius looked up at him, James saw the emerald eyes of his father and his brother Albus; he hadn’t noticed the resemblance before. His blood burned with shame and desire as Scorpius sat up and him and kissed him. It was so wrong to want this, to be aroused by the depravity of it, but James surrendered willingly to the wicked tongue that slid into his mouth and to the hand that was hastily unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.
A cool breeze cooled the heated skin of James’ cock until Scorpius wrapped his had around the shaft. He lay back, pulling Scorpius with him. The sky was turning a deep blue now, empty but for the presence of a single star in which James confided his heartfelt wish.
Scorpius kept a firm grip on James dick as he stroked, lips caressing the skin of his neck. James tilted his head, giving his tongue more room to play.
“I love you,” James whispered.
“Show me how.”
James brushed his lips gently against Scorpius’, their breaths mingling. “Okay.”
Scorpius groaned as James’ demanding tongue claimed his mouth while his fingers started to unbutton his shirt. Not wanting Scorpius to get cold, James left his open shirt on and ran his hands over the exposed chest. He ran his thumb back and forth over a hard nipple and pinched it, earning a delighted gasp.
Scorpius was rocking his hips and pouring all of the hunger he’d had to repress over the past month into frantic kisses. James hooked his fingers in Scorpius’ waistband and tugged. “Lets get these off of you.”
Scorpius was quicker; he undid his trousers before James could even find the button, pulled them off and tossed them aside. James followed suit, kicking off his jeans and taking out his wand to cast a lubrication spell.
With Scorpius positioned right above his cock, James found it difficult to resist temptation and continue with the necessary preparations instead of just pulling him down on his prick. He circled Scorpius’ entrance with a lubricated fingertip and pressed inside, earning a hiss of approval. It wasn’t long before Scorpius said, “Another,” and James added another finger, plunging in and out of his lover’s arse. Scorpius pushed back eagerly against the digits, crying out in pleasure when they hit his sweet spot.
“Want your cock,” said Scorpius as he stopped moving his hips and grabbed it. James cast another lubrication spell and let Scorpius take over and guide his prick to his entrance.
They both moaned as James’ cock pushed past the tight ring of muscle and glided smoothly inside Scorpius. James held on to Scorpius’ hips as he waited for him to adjust. Slowly, Scorpius’ body began to rise and fall, his shadowy silhouette rocking against the dark night. James let him stay in control until he could no longer bear the languid pace or the distance between them. He pulled Scorpius down on top of him, kissing him as he thrust upward, setting a faster rhythm.
Scorpius reached in between their bodies, grabbing his own cock and stroking it furiously. He wouldn’t last long like that, but James didn’t mind because his own orgasm was fast approaching.
The wet slapping sound of their bodies blended in with the sound of the waves lapping at the shore. Scorpius buried his face in James’ shoulder, the citrus scent of his hair hitting James’ nostrils and driving him mad with desire. He moved faster, harder, relishing the noises Scorpius was making.
Scorpius tensed; a strangled cry escaped his throat as he bit into James shoulder. Sticky warmth hit James’ stomach and seeped through his pushed up t-shirt. He thrust up once more, pulling Scorpius down by the hips until his balls were snug against his arse and flooded Scorpius’ passage with spurt after spurt of cum as his orgasm ripped through him.
“Fuck, that was good,” said Scorpius, still lying on top of James.
“Mmhmm.” James slid his hands up Scorpius’ back. Despite the chilly air, his skin was hot beneath his shirt.
“I love you too, by the way,” Scorpius mumbled, and James wrapped his arms around him. He felt Scorpius’ heart beating against his own, and suddenly he knew that a love like this could never be wrong.
*****
Draco put down the letter to see Harry’s eyes focused intently on him. His brow was furrowed. Not good.
“What’s wrong?” Harry asked.
This irritated Draco to no end. Saint Potter had decided that he would never take advantage of him again, and didn’t believe Draco was able to decide if sex was really what he needed until he completely overcame his depression. At the same time, though, Harry couldn’t wait to get him in the sack. The result: Harry monitored Draco constantly whenever they were together to see if he was ready yet and became alarmed at every frown or pout.
“Nothing is wrong.”
The letter he’d just read was from Scorpius. His son had first written to him about a month ago to apologize for the nasty things he’d said and hadn’t really meant. Draco had forgiven him readily; after all, none of this would have happened if he hadn’t lied to Scorpius in the first place. Now they were writing letters back and forth like they used to.
“You look worried.”
Draco sighed. “It’s probably nothing. Scorpius says he’s not feeling well. He woke up sick this morning.”
“Oh,” said Harry. “Did he go to the hospital wing?”
“No. He says he must have just eaten something that didn’t agree with him.”
“I’m sure that’s what it is.”
But Draco wasn’t convinced. “How many times did Hogwarts food make you sick?”
Harry thought for a moment. “Never.” Then he shrugged. “Maybe you sent him some bad chocolate.”
Draco glared at him. “Bad chocolate?”
The corners of Harry’s lips twitched, but he was trying to keep a straight face. “You once said you only tolerate the finest quality chocolate. Maybe Scorpius inherited the trait.”
“I wouldn’t send Scorpius anything I wouldn’t eat myself,” Draco said, seating himself on Harry's lap. “And if cheap chocolate ever came into my possession, I would surely give it to you.” With that, Draco took a chocolate frog from a box lying on Harry’s kitchen table.
Harry crossed his arms. “I am not a depository for bad chocolate.” He looked away, but Draco continued to dangle the struggling frog by the leg in front of Harry’s face until he gave in and opened his mouth. He waited until Harry swallowed the dreadful thing before he kissed him. It wouldn’t be long until the aphrodisiac he’d laced it with took effect.
Chapter 7
Pairing: Harry/Draco; James II/Scorpius
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 1,562
Disclaimer: Characters and HP universe belong to J.K. Rowling and associated publishers. This fiction is not intended for underage readers.
Warnings: mpreg; incest (half-brothers)
Summary: Draco's been keeping a secret, but he can't hide the truth forever.
James should have known better than to continue spending time with Scorpius. He should have known that he could never be just a friend or even a brother to him because forbidden feelings would haunt him every time their fingers brushed or his gaze fell on Scorpius’ lips. James knew he should have stayed away, but he hadn’t; and as much as he wanted to believe that he remained by Scorpius’ side out of sympathy and brotherly love alone, there was also a less noble, more selfish reason—he didn’t think he could survive without Scorpius.
Now, as they lay together on a blanket by the lake, Scorpius’ head resting on his lap, James knew he would give in. And he no longer cared. He wanted to give in. It was so hard to keep pretending when his cock was stiff and aching beneath Scorpius’ cheek. There wasn’t a doubt in James’ mind that Scorpius felt it, too. He brushed his fingers lightly, tentatively through blond hair that was tinged red-gold by the setting sun.
Scorpius shifted, and the movement sent a jolt to James’ dick. A soft moan escaped his throat; Scorpius became so still it seemed as though he’d stopped breathing. James wondered what he was thinking. Scorpius had stopped trying to convince him that they should continue their relationship as before, but James was sure it was only because Scorpius didn’t want to drive him away. Is that why he’s so still now? Because he’s afraid I’ll leave if he responds?
His cock demanding attention, James ground his hips lightly against Scorpius’ head. When Scorpius rubbed his cheek against his cock, James wasn’t sure if he’d done it deliberately or if he had just shifted into a more comfortable position again until he felt Scorpius begin caressing his thigh through his jeans.
Scorpius inhaled the scent of James crotch and moved his hand higher, until it was only about an inch away from his cock. James’ felt a fluttering in his stomach. If this had been six weeks ago, before they had found out they were half-brothers, Scorpius wouldn’t have hesitated to unzip James’ fly and slip his hand inside his boxers. That was what James wanted him to do now, but he couldn’t put it into words. Somehow, it seemed like it wouldn’t be as wrong if it just happened as if he asked for it, so James touched Scorpius’ arm instead, tightening his grip as a silent expression of his need.
Scorpius stopped breathing again. He lifted his head from James crotch while his hand, hesitant and unsure, slowly slid over the bulge in James’ pants. James tightened his grip around Scorpius’ shoulder as he ran his fingers up and down the length of his cock.
When Scorpius looked up at him, James saw the emerald eyes of his father and his brother Albus; he hadn’t noticed the resemblance before. His blood burned with shame and desire as Scorpius sat up and him and kissed him. It was so wrong to want this, to be aroused by the depravity of it, but James surrendered willingly to the wicked tongue that slid into his mouth and to the hand that was hastily unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.
A cool breeze cooled the heated skin of James’ cock until Scorpius wrapped his had around the shaft. He lay back, pulling Scorpius with him. The sky was turning a deep blue now, empty but for the presence of a single star in which James confided his heartfelt wish.
Scorpius kept a firm grip on James dick as he stroked, lips caressing the skin of his neck. James tilted his head, giving his tongue more room to play.
“I love you,” James whispered.
“Show me how.”
James brushed his lips gently against Scorpius’, their breaths mingling. “Okay.”
Scorpius groaned as James’ demanding tongue claimed his mouth while his fingers started to unbutton his shirt. Not wanting Scorpius to get cold, James left his open shirt on and ran his hands over the exposed chest. He ran his thumb back and forth over a hard nipple and pinched it, earning a delighted gasp.
Scorpius was rocking his hips and pouring all of the hunger he’d had to repress over the past month into frantic kisses. James hooked his fingers in Scorpius’ waistband and tugged. “Lets get these off of you.”
Scorpius was quicker; he undid his trousers before James could even find the button, pulled them off and tossed them aside. James followed suit, kicking off his jeans and taking out his wand to cast a lubrication spell.
With Scorpius positioned right above his cock, James found it difficult to resist temptation and continue with the necessary preparations instead of just pulling him down on his prick. He circled Scorpius’ entrance with a lubricated fingertip and pressed inside, earning a hiss of approval. It wasn’t long before Scorpius said, “Another,” and James added another finger, plunging in and out of his lover’s arse. Scorpius pushed back eagerly against the digits, crying out in pleasure when they hit his sweet spot.
“Want your cock,” said Scorpius as he stopped moving his hips and grabbed it. James cast another lubrication spell and let Scorpius take over and guide his prick to his entrance.
They both moaned as James’ cock pushed past the tight ring of muscle and glided smoothly inside Scorpius. James held on to Scorpius’ hips as he waited for him to adjust. Slowly, Scorpius’ body began to rise and fall, his shadowy silhouette rocking against the dark night. James let him stay in control until he could no longer bear the languid pace or the distance between them. He pulled Scorpius down on top of him, kissing him as he thrust upward, setting a faster rhythm.
Scorpius reached in between their bodies, grabbing his own cock and stroking it furiously. He wouldn’t last long like that, but James didn’t mind because his own orgasm was fast approaching.
The wet slapping sound of their bodies blended in with the sound of the waves lapping at the shore. Scorpius buried his face in James’ shoulder, the citrus scent of his hair hitting James’ nostrils and driving him mad with desire. He moved faster, harder, relishing the noises Scorpius was making.
Scorpius tensed; a strangled cry escaped his throat as he bit into James shoulder. Sticky warmth hit James’ stomach and seeped through his pushed up t-shirt. He thrust up once more, pulling Scorpius down by the hips until his balls were snug against his arse and flooded Scorpius’ passage with spurt after spurt of cum as his orgasm ripped through him.
“Fuck, that was good,” said Scorpius, still lying on top of James.
“Mmhmm.” James slid his hands up Scorpius’ back. Despite the chilly air, his skin was hot beneath his shirt.
“I love you too, by the way,” Scorpius mumbled, and James wrapped his arms around him. He felt Scorpius’ heart beating against his own, and suddenly he knew that a love like this could never be wrong.
*****
Draco put down the letter to see Harry’s eyes focused intently on him. His brow was furrowed. Not good.
“What’s wrong?” Harry asked.
This irritated Draco to no end. Saint Potter had decided that he would never take advantage of him again, and didn’t believe Draco was able to decide if sex was really what he needed until he completely overcame his depression. At the same time, though, Harry couldn’t wait to get him in the sack. The result: Harry monitored Draco constantly whenever they were together to see if he was ready yet and became alarmed at every frown or pout.
“Nothing is wrong.”
The letter he’d just read was from Scorpius. His son had first written to him about a month ago to apologize for the nasty things he’d said and hadn’t really meant. Draco had forgiven him readily; after all, none of this would have happened if he hadn’t lied to Scorpius in the first place. Now they were writing letters back and forth like they used to.
“You look worried.”
Draco sighed. “It’s probably nothing. Scorpius says he’s not feeling well. He woke up sick this morning.”
“Oh,” said Harry. “Did he go to the hospital wing?”
“No. He says he must have just eaten something that didn’t agree with him.”
“I’m sure that’s what it is.”
But Draco wasn’t convinced. “How many times did Hogwarts food make you sick?”
Harry thought for a moment. “Never.” Then he shrugged. “Maybe you sent him some bad chocolate.”
Draco glared at him. “Bad chocolate?”
The corners of Harry’s lips twitched, but he was trying to keep a straight face. “You once said you only tolerate the finest quality chocolate. Maybe Scorpius inherited the trait.”
“I wouldn’t send Scorpius anything I wouldn’t eat myself,” Draco said, seating himself on Harry's lap. “And if cheap chocolate ever came into my possession, I would surely give it to you.” With that, Draco took a chocolate frog from a box lying on Harry’s kitchen table.
Harry crossed his arms. “I am not a depository for bad chocolate.” He looked away, but Draco continued to dangle the struggling frog by the leg in front of Harry’s face until he gave in and opened his mouth. He waited until Harry swallowed the dreadful thing before he kissed him. It wouldn’t be long until the aphrodisiac he’d laced it with took effect.
Chapter 7
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Date: 2008-11-14 12:50 am (UTC)I love Draco's sneakiness. Of course he would use drugged chocolate to get Harry to see his side. lol
(One little note: "struggling from" I'm pretty sure should say "struggling frog".)
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Date: 2008-11-14 01:01 am (UTC)I'm glad you're enjoying it despite teh incest :)
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Date: 2008-11-14 04:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-14 05:00 am (UTC)*is innocent*
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Date: 2008-11-14 05:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-14 03:00 pm (UTC)j/k
It'll be discussed in the next chapter. Thanks for reviewing!
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Date: 2008-11-14 08:04 am (UTC)The boys being together is not going to go down well with Draco and Harry...now that *cough* conversation *cough* is going to be rather epic, don't you think?
Very Draco at the end there! Can't wait to see what happens next!
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Date: 2008-11-14 03:03 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-11-14 03:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-15 08:57 am (UTC)no more!!???
Date: 2008-11-14 04:56 pm (UTC)Re: no more!!???
Date: 2008-11-14 05:01 pm (UTC)Updates have been taking longer than usual because I lost the original files for the last few chapters and have to rewrite them, but I'll try to have the next chapter up within a week.
Re: no more!!???
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Date: 2008-11-15 06:58 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-11-17 04:18 am (UTC)HE DID WHAT?
=O
OH YOU ARE SNEAKY AND GOOD, MISS!
*pouts*
I want another update NAO!
Pleeeeeeeeeease :D
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Date: 2008-11-17 04:07 pm (UTC)Thanks for reviewing!
Lust in a Frog
Date: 2008-11-17 10:08 pm (UTC)Re: Lust in a Frog
Date: 2008-11-17 11:52 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2008-11-27 08:17 pm (UTC)Ah ... sneaky!Draco. I think that if Harry were shadowing me like that, I'd resort to deviousness myself. :D
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Date: 2008-11-28 07:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-02 10:38 pm (UTC)Sneaky!Draco at the end there, made me grin!
Loving this! More soon please?
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Date: 2008-12-06 04:36 am (UTC)wow!
Date: 2008-12-06 04:12 am (UTC)mhhmm..Scorpius beign sick brought soo many random thoughts to my head....and if they are pregnant is tha I hope for both them and their parents sake that Ginny was a lying bitch and tricked Harry...
Re: wow!
Date: 2008-12-06 04:43 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-12-11 04:49 am (UTC)Thanks for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2008-12-14 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-14 10:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-23 03:53 am (UTC)(goes back up to read all the chapters again) Many plots that I have to analyze. Thank you for a great read.
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Date: 2008-12-23 04:28 am (UTC)Update!
Date: 2009-02-03 01:00 am (UTC)Re: Update!
Date: 2009-02-03 07:42 pm (UTC)Re: Update!
Date: 2009-02-03 10:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-13 06:24 pm (UTC)~Mab
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Date: 2009-03-13 06:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-13 06:31 pm (UTC)~Mab
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Date: 2009-03-15 08:15 pm (UTC)I couldn't be more proud :D..
on to chapt 7!!
*flies like a superhero*