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"At last." Breathed Gellert, pride filling his voice, as he looked upon his mate and children. His family was finally reunited. All he had done to bring this into being was worth this gain. How he had raged in that cell in New York. The shock of seeing them, recognizing who they truly were causing him to falter. Causing him to be captured by MACUSA.
Waiting in that cell, whispering words into the ear of the fool he recruited to aid in his escape. Remembering the future he had seen that summer. Years of wondering why Albus had not come to him, why he had tried to hide their sons from him. Had Albus forgotten? Had the prophecy he joyfully recounted meant so little? The high from the blood pact stimulating in such a enjoyable unexpected way. Pushing Albus to the ground, sheathing himself deep in Albus, feeling the swirling magic swelling, centering inside Albus in the afterglow as two lives took root in his newly formed uterus. Their twins. Growing in their bearer. Barely a week later Aberforth confronted them about their plans to search for the Hollows. Demanding they give up their dream of ending Magical Secrecy. Aberforth's yelling triggering Arianna's fit.The resulting fight, poor Arianna's death. The shocking truth had hurt more than the thought of Albus hating him, or thinking him unworthy of being a father to their children. The healer who treated Albus after Aberforth beat him, broke his nose at Arianna's funeral. The miscarriage Aberforth had inflicted without any thought. The benevolence of magic and the pain Albus would feel all that saved Aberforth from a painful death. His son's had been born into other bodies.
He had to laugh when he realized Arian had stolen the blood pact in Paris. Arian clearly inherited his cunning tempered with his bearer's compassion. The pact would be with Albus as quickly as Arian could hand it over.
Aurelius had come to his side more than willingly, the lie about his bearer had tasted bitter on Gellert's tongue. As necessary as it had been to keep Aurelius from trying to leave while he plotted how best to reclaim Albus and Arian. The destruction of the pact in Bhutan removing the only obstacle blocking the simplest plan.
With his followers aid in preparing the necessary potions and rituals to reclaim his mate and children he was ready in only days. The perfectly timed raids bringing Albus and their sons to undergo the rituals. The fore knowledge of success supplanting any fear as Aurelius and Arian vanished and the healer implanted the now embryonic young men into their bearer's uterus.
Impatience battled with lust as he lifted Albus and carried him from the ritual room. The near empty room adjoining his own would be Albus temporary room, just until Gellert was certain Albus wouldn't try to leave. Removing his clothes as he watched Albus curled form on the bed. A gentle Enevate waking Albus as he positioned himself and entered the newly formed vagina. A feeling of right and possession as he was once again sheathed to his hilt inside Albus. When Albus hands reached for his chest he grabbed one guiding Albus to explore his new labia and clitoris, then to where they where joined. Touching his tip to Albus cervix again and again as he chased completion. Slamming to the hilt and filling Albus with his cum. The Bellum Sponsa bonding locking in place. Binding Albus to him.