Fic: Promised - Chapter 79
Title: Promised
Author: neddiheht (Ashavan Doyon)
Artist: ritalaura2000
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All ATWT characters the property of P&G/Telenext. Harry Potter and the characters associated with that universe belong to J. K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, and Scholastic. No copyright infringement intended. No profit made from this fiction.
Characters/Pairings: Noah/Draco, Luke/Neville, Luke/Noah, Draco/Harry. Some mention of other fun pairings not involving Luke, Noah, Draco or Harry.
Word Count: 205,207
Warnings alternate universe, graphic sex, arranged marriages, mpreg, some mention of non-consensual sex. This is a Nuke fic set largely in the Harry Potter verse and combined with a Drarry pairing.
Summary: Luciano Grimaldi was a perfectly happy young wizard. His family carefully neutral during the war, he has found happiness in the years since Voldemort's fall with herbologist, hero, and friend of the Savior, Neville Longbottom. Only he's just been informed that in the tradition of ancient pure blood families, he was promised at birth, in an offering to keep his family safe, to the son of infamous American Death Eater Winston Mayer.
Noah Mayer is a very unhappy wizard. In love for years with fellow Death Eater Draco Malfoy, the two young men have secretly found solace and love in each others arms, dreading the day they knew would come. They are promised, in the traditions of the oldest families. Promised to young wizards who didn't know. Married, for all intents and purposes, almost at birth to strangers who will doubtless hate them. Now they must surrender to duty and obligation. Now they must turn their backs on a love they know and risk everything for what might be. Noah always knew he hated pure blood traditions. This was why.
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Chapter 79
"Does it always go like that?" asked Luke.
"How do you mean?"
"I mean the start of the year. It seemed... I don't know, off."
Noah smiled. "It was a little. I mean, there were a lot of new professors, obviously. And Harry leading the first years in wasn't expected. It would normally have been Flitwick. When I was in school it was always McGonagall. It's the job of the deputy headmaster." He sighed. "And obviously the whole fuss over Harry being made head of Slytherin house isn't normal. Heads of house normally don't change, so it's a big deal to have two houses getting a new head of house in the same year. And for it to be shared is rather unusual."
"There's never been a Writer in Residence?" asked Luke.
"She created it for you. So you could be here with me."
Luke smiled at him and then kissed him briefly. They only had a few minutes alone, he knew, before Noah would have to leave and meet with his house. "I'm glad to be here with you."
"You're my family..."
"They'll come around. They will, Noah. Don't worry. Gram is already doing what she does best and getting them to acknowledge that they're being idiots."
"Are you okay? I mean with the whole Writer in Residence bit. I know we mostly just did it."
"A school isn't a bad place for a romance," said Luke with a smirk. "And Durmstrang isn't the best school to use as a setting. Beauxbatons, maybe, but not Durmstrang."
"I would have thought..."
"That's why. It's too close, Noah. I was taken and used in those halls like a slut. I... Noah, I let them use me that way."
Noah's face grew dark. "I don't..." He wiped a tear from his eye. "I don't like that you let anyone touch you. That..."
Luke stepped suddenly very close to him. "You think I like knowing that Draco touched this," said Luke, his hand seeking below Noah's robes to grasp his cock. "That he kissed you here," he bit lightly into Noah's neck, "that you gave him your seed and grew a child inside him."
Noah whimpered as expert fingers touched him. "Want to give... want you to... Please..."
Luke leaned up to kiss him again, this time on his lips. "You should... if I don't stop now I won't..."
Noah seized his wrist and pulled it from his trousers. "I... I want you to use me that way," he smirked at Luke and kissed him again. "Later. Right now I have to go be a proper Professor."
"Fine. Go. Get it over with. Get back home," said Luke. "I'm going to my study to write. I need to get back in practice."
Noah smiled and kissed him again. "It's the first house meeting, it might take a while."
"It's just as well. If you get home too early I'll want to take advantage, and you have classes early tomorrow."
Noah sighed. It was true. They'd had a blissful week of passion and sex, and they'd both known that couldn't continue. "We'll find time to be together," said Noah. "We will."
Luke ran a hand against his chest. "I know. I just. The sixth and seventh years... they were looking at you. Like that. And I... it makes me..." He growled low and leaned in to kiss at Noah's neck.
"Luke," said Noah as hands sought inside his robes again, "we... Oh fuck... Merlin, Luke!"
"Eyes looking at you," whispered lips against his flesh and then there was pain as Luke bit into him, just piercing his skin with sharp canines. "Mine. You're mine."
"Yours," agreed Noah, letting himself get pushed against a wall as Luke unfastened Noah's trousers and his hand worked against the clasp of his own. Then they were both free, their bodies rubbing against each other.
"Want my smell on you," said Luke. He laughed. "I can say it now and you'll understand. Want you to... you're mine, Noah. Mine."
Noah pulled Luke against him and ground hard into the other man's body. He slid out his wand and between whimpers whispered the spell to summon a small vial of oil to him.
Luke had pulled the robes off him and was working on the shirt. "Fuck Noah, need to touch your skin. Need to..."
Noah grabbed hold of his shirt and tore, letting the buttons clatter to the ground and the shirt fall backwards behind him. Luke kissed his chest, rubbing the dense bruised marking left by his teeth over Noah's heart. "Love you, Noah," he said as he sank his teeth into bruised flesh.
Noah whimpered and pulled away. His trousers were open and hanging off his thighs and he dropped them with a quick shimmy. He took the vial of oil in his hand and poured some onto Luke's hard cock, rubbing the oil into his skin, and then walked over to the couch and draped himself over the back, emptying the vial over his own arse. He turned and looked at Luke and clenched his ass, making the exposed muscle dance. "This is yours, love. Come claim it."
Luke walked tentatively up to Noah. "Can't be gentle..."
Noah turned to him. "Do you want to be gentle," asked Noah, "because I didn't ask you to be."
A growl began to sound deep in Luke's chest, his eyes dark and filled with pure lust as he stepped behind Noah and delicately filled Noah's arse with slick oiled fingers. They'd been having sex so often that it took very little to have Noah ready. Luke was still growling softly as his hard cock pressed against Noah's entrance. He was pushing tentatively against the opening, thrusting gently against it without entering.
"Fuck, bubby, you're going to stink of me..."
Noah pushed back suddenly, impaling himself completely on Luke's hard cock. Luke threw back his head and howled.
"You like that," said Noah panting as he pulled his arse away from Luke.
Then Luke's hands were on his waist yanking Noah back onto the impaling force of Luke's manhood. "MINE!" he growled as he sunk himself deep into Noah. Then his nails dug deep into Noah's flesh and he pounded into Noah over and over again.
"Yes! Luciano, yes! Use me, Luke. I'm... personal fucking... yes, yours. your fucking slut boy. Just for you. Oh fuck, Merlin fucking yes!" Noah began to babble as Luke thrust deep into him.
"So close, Noah... my Noah, mine. Fucking tight," growled Luke. Noah could feel Luke get close, the thrusts experiencing almost a stutter in what was so perfectly brutal a rhythm. Luke growled and bit and then pulled away to push Noah onto his back and straddle his waist. Luke tugged twice on his cock and then came in gushes all over Noah's stomach, chest and face. Noah reached around Luke to try to finish and Luke seized his hand.
"No. Mine."
"Fuck, love, so close."
"Mine," said Luke simply. Pressing down Noah's arms. "Lay down for me and don't move."
Noah whimpered but did as he was told. Luke slid off him and dragged his fingers through the creamy substance of his seed drawing runes of power onto Noah's chest and face. Then he spread his hands wide and massaged the sticky substance into Noah's skin, first on his chest, then his stomach, then his face. He smiled then and kissed Noah, licking the few remaining bits of cum that hadn't been absorbed into his skin off of him and then kissing him deeply with the substance of his love still on his tongue.
"You want to come?"
Noah nodded weakly.
Luke sniffed a path up Noah's stomach and chest and face. "My scent is on you. Covered with my seed. With the stink of my body..."
"Yes..." hissed Noah. "Yours, love. Owned."
Luke licked against Noah's ear.
"Wanna come," said Noah softly. "Please, Luciano, let me come."
"Later. Inside me. Waited too long. Needed to claim... wanted you mine first."
Noah's eyes sparkled. "You'd... what about?"
"Told you I'd carry. Meant it." Luke seized Noah's hand and pressed it against that spot at his hip. "You promised to be mine. This is what I want tonight. To claim your seed as my own. To be filled with you when I'm ripe. You'll fuck me... promise."
Noah shook his head. "Make love to you..."
"Mmmm. If that's what you want, baby."
"Won't change anything?"
"Never, baby," said Luciano. "You'll always be mine. Nobody else's, only mine."
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