Wed for Peace

The moment they stepped into the manor Harry started fidgeting again. He was nervous. Thanks to Hermione's book he knew what would happen but his mind couldn't figure out if he would enjoy it or not.

"Come, darling.", Tom said, gently took his hand and lead him towards the stairs.

Harry knew he would not be sleeping in his own bed tonight. The though made him blush fiercely.

They arrived at the door to Tom's bedroom and Harry took a deep breath. Yes, he was comfortable in the man's presence but sitting together and being intimate was a wholly different thing. His nerves started to show and Harry swallowed heavily as they entered the room. Tom's bed was a ginormous king sized bed with lots of pillows strewn across it and for a moment Harry couldn't help but smirk. The Dark Lord liked it comfy.

Tom pulled at his hand and Harry followed without a word. His stomach churned.

The book had a pretty good description about how this would happen. Harry was unsure if he would like it at all. Some of the procedures didn't really look enjoyable.

"Darling.", Tom's voice made him snap back into the present. He looked at the man. "Don't worry your little head. I'll take good care of you.", Tom repeated his earlier words.

The teenager blushed fiercely.

"Let's get comfortable, shall we?", Tom asked gently and they both sat on the huge bed.

Harry fidgeted in the silence that followed. Tom was only looking at him and it unnerved the teenager to be watched to intensely.

Tom's hand caressed the side of his face and Harry leaned into the touch. It felt wonderful to be touched in this way.

"Relax, darling. I will not hurt you.", Tom whispered.

Harry closed his eyes. Tom's voice was hypnotising and it made him lean into the man.

A kiss to his temple startled him slightly but Tom ignored his slight flinch. The lips glided down to his cheek, over his jaw to his mouth and soon their lips were locked again. Harry gasped slightly at the tingling in his body.

He had kissed before, Cho, but it had never felt this electric. It never made him gasp and crave more.

Tom's mouth moved over his, the kiss getting heated quickly. A hint of teeth made Harry whimper, warmth pooling in his stomach. A tongue snaked its way to his lips, licking his lower lip until Harry opened his mouth.

Having another tongue in his mouth felt weird for a moment but after a few strokes and a wicked suck on his own tongue, Harry was moaning into Tom's mouth.

His hands had moved on their own and were now fisting strand of black hair at the nape of Tom's neck, it made the man groan deeply. The vibrations sending a shiver down Harry's spine.

Tom slowly moved and opened the fastings of his robes. Harry shrugged it off after it was loose and hands glid along his upper body. He shivered at the sensations.

"Let me take care of you. Give yourself over to me, darling.", Tom whispered throatily into his neck and Harry whimpered.

He turned his head so Tom would have better access and as the man sucked the skin right behind his ear he let out a mewl.

Tom's mouth descended until he was at the edge of Harry's shirt, sucking another mark into his skin. It made Harry writhe, the painful pleasure almost too much. Harry could feel his erection strain against the trousers. Every shift made him rub against the material, making him writhe more. Tom was now on the other side of his neck, pressing open mouthed kisses into his skin, licking his sweat away. It made Harry keen softly.

"Let me undress you, darling.", Tom murmured against Harry's pulse point.

The teenager nodded. Deft fingers worked quickly on opening his shirt and trousers, shoving them off of his frame gently.

"Such a beautiful body, so lithe and soft."

Tom was whispering more things into his ear but the hands exploring his body distracted Harry enough to not hear a word the man was saying. A thumb found his nipple, circled it gently before rubbing over it. It made Harry arch his back, sensitive to the new touch. The man was mouthing along his throat, descending further, licking a nipple. It made Harry writhe again. The wet spot on his pants spreading further.

"I'll make you feel good, sweetheart. I'll make you writhe in pleasure.", Tom commented softly.

He bit at Harry's collarbone. Harry gasped sharply at the sting. Heat burrowing further in his groin. The pain made his cock jump.

"Let's free you."

His pants were pulled off and Harry hissed at the cool air grazing his erection. Harry looked down on himself and gasped. His cock was steadily oozing precome, the red head glinting wetly in the light, his balls drawn up already.

"Mhh, such a wonderful sight. I love the effect my touch has on you. You make such wonderful sounds.", Tom murmured into his ear.

One of the man's hands moved down his body, collected some of the precome on his stomach and wrapped around his dick. Harry whimpered at the contact. The smooth skin of Tom's hand felt surreal. As it started moving Harry choked on his breath. The friction was good, but not enough. Tom was gripping him loosely, teasing him with soft, slow strokes. Harry keened.

"Please... I... please...", he whimpered needily.

Harry could feel Tom's grin on his skin near his chest. The next moment Harry moaned loudly as Tom closed his lips around a nipple and sucked, hard. His cock jumped in Tom's hold, oozing more fluid onto the man's hand. Tom nibbled and sucked and licked all around his nipple, treating the other one the same. It made Harry moan, writhe and keen in pleasure. He had never thought he would be this sensitive on his chest.

The pleasure was building, forming a knot in his stomach. Harry knew if Tom kept up his ministrations he would come.

Suddenly Tom stopped everything he was doing and sat back on his heels, watching Harry whimper in need.

"Truly, you are a wonder, darling. I need to get rid off of some of my clothes. It starts getting... uncomfortable.", the man said and Harry watched him stand up and walk a few steps away from the bed.

Tom unfastened the clasps on his cloak and started unbuttoning his robe and shirt quickly. Milky white skin revealed itself in the light and Harry watched in awe as the man in front of him undressed.

He was beautiful. The chiselled chest, abs on his stomach, lean body and strong legs, all of that was revealed to Harry and the teenager could only stare.

He had never seen another person naked and seeing Tom was overwhelming. The man was both muscular and lean, a breathtaking combination.

Harry drank in the sight in front of him and almost choked when he gazed upon Tom's cock.

It was slightly thicker and a bit longer than his own but Harry truly wondered whether it would fit. Harry moaned at the thought. He had tried touching himself there before but it was an awkward angle and never seemed to feel right.

Tom stalked back to the bed and Harry gasped when hands stroked along his thighs, pushing his legs open.

"I want to ravish you. I want to ruin you, I want to mark you as mine forever.", Tom said reverently and Harry moaned at the insinuations.

Tom mouthed his stomach, biting the soft flesh here and there. Harry whimpered from the pain-pleasure, heat returning to his groin.

Tom moved lower. A tongue on the head of his cock made him arch off of the bed.

The man licked a long stripe up the length of Harry's cock. Harry's hands moved into Tom's hair without a conscious thought. Lips wrapped around the head and the wet, warm cavern made Harry cry out in pleasure. Slowly, torturously slowly, Tom moved his mouth down, taking in Harry's whole length until his nose hit his pubic's hair, the head touching the back of Tom's throat.

A swallow made Harry's hips thrust upwards and a desperate moan left his mouth. The coiling heat in his abdomen was burning brighter.

"Ah, Tom, I'm... I'll... shit, I'm co-coming...", Harry panted desperately.

Tom moved his mouth upwards, sucked once and then pulled off of Harry's dick with a slick pop. The sound made Harry shiver.

"We can't have that, yet. Turn around, on all fours, darling.", Tom commanded.

Harry moved slowly, his arms and legs felt like jelly already. He turned his body and leaned on his elbows, head down, hips up. It was an embarrassing position but Harry didn't have the strength to blush.

"That's it. Such a good darling.", Tom praised him; Harry shivered at the praise.

A mouth between his shoulder blades made him jump slightly but he relaxed when a tongue joined the kiss.

Tom nibbled along his spine, grazing his teeth along the bones. It made the hairs on Harry's arms and neck stand while he moaned quietly.

The feeling was foreign and yet it felt like he had waited for Tom's mouth on him for his whole life.

Tom moved lower and just before the swell of his arse whispered an incantation. The effect was immediate and Harry shuddered at the feeling. A cold sensation made its way through his insides.

"A cleaning spell. Let's see how you like what I have planned.", Tom explained before his mouth resumed the kisses downwards.

Harry was squirming, not in an unpleasant way, but more embarrassed. Tom was kissing his arse cheeks. No one had ever seen him naked before and now his husband - HUSBAND! - was kissing and licking at his bum.

Tom moved and kissed along his crease, pushing thumbs into the flesh of his cheeks, freeing himself to Tom's view.

Harry was squirming in embarrassment now. Tom could see all of him.

"Don't worry you pretty little head, you won't be feeling uncomfortable in a moment.", Tom whispered against his cheek.

Harry wanted to answer but a warm, wet tongue at his entrance distracted him.

But Tom didn't keep it at one lick, the man was just getting started. Harry was soon gasping and moaning as the tongue worked its way around and into his opening. Electric shocks shivered along his spine whenever Tom sucked on his rim.

A finger soon joined the tongue, gently prodding and probing. The teenager was panting, cock steadily oozing fluid onto the bedsheets below. Harry was unaware that he was moving his hips, searching further for pleasure until Tom moved away and Harry had to stop rocking.

"I will be preparing you now. If you feel any pain don't hesitate to tell me. I do not wish to hurt you.", Tom said gently.

"Could I - I mean would it be okay if I - I turn around?", Harry stammered, trying to get his breath and wits back.

Gentle hands slid along his torso until Tom had a grip around his collarbone. He turned the teenager, smiling at the surprised look.

"Of course, darling."

Harry smiled shyly back. He was trying not to be nervous about what would come next.

Tom whispered a spell and a slicked finger returned to his entrance. The man let the finger circle for a moment before pushing it in. Slowly the man moved it around, loosening his entrance before a second finger joined the first.

The pressure was unfamiliar and felt weird, Harry squirmed a bit at the feeling. Tom kissed his neck, biting and sucking marks into his skin. It distracted Harry enough to forget about the fingers.

A spark of hot, white pleasure made Harry cry out, losing the ability to see for a moment as stars lit up before his eyes.

Tom chuckled darkly, a sound that sent a shiver across Harry's back additionally to the aftershocks of whatever Tom had done before.

"That, darling, is your prostate. I will show you pleasure beyond your belief.", Tom promised in a dark, pleased voice.

Harry was grappling for composure, to get out an answer but Tom was still working his fingers - when had a third appeared? - brushing that spot - his prostate - every now and then.

The fingers left his hole and Harry took a deep breath. He looked up to see Tom watching him intently. It seemed as if he drunk in the sight of Harry, splayed out across his bed, flushed and aroused. Harry blushed a deep shade of red.

"I'm going to try and enter you. If it's too much, I'll stop. As it is your first time we need to do this slowly, lest I hurt you.", Tom explained and moved closer to the teenager.

He opened Harry's legs, brushing along his thighs. He slicked himself up and carefully guided his cock to Harry's entrance.

The head brushing his hole had the teenager clamp down nervously.

"Relax, darling. I'll take care of you. Take a deep breath, that's it."

The man was kissing him again before Harry felt a push at his entrance, the head had slipped inside.

Tom pushed slowly, inch after inch of his cock being buried in Harry's hole. The pressure was a lot, uncomfortable, unfamiliar but not painful. Harry panted as Tom's cock twitched inside of him.

"Merlin, you're tight.", Tom breathed, let his head fall on Harry's shoulder and slowly pushed further into the younger man's hole.

As he bottomed out Harry took a deep breath and tried relaxing as much as possible. The pressure was a lot to take in, and Tom's cock was putting also pressure on his prostate which made it hard to breathe.

"Tell me to move whenever you're ready. You're doing wonderful, darling.", Tom said and kissed his temple.

Harry took in a deep breath before releasing it and rolling his hips experimentally. The pleasure shooting up his spine made him moan while Tom's pleasured hiss had him shiver.

"I -yeah... I think you can move.", Harry panted.

In a tightly controlled move Tom pulled his hips back and pushed back in, slower than the man wanted for sure. The friction of Tom's cock against his hole had Harry tightening unconsciously and Tom swore above him.

"Darling, do that again and I'll lose my control.", Tom growled lowly.

The voice sent shivers down Harry's body. A twitch of the younger man's hips had Tom growling low in his throat before thrusting forcefully with the next push of his hips. Harry moaned loudly.

Tom's moves grew gradually faster and Harry was mesmerised by the flexing of Tom's muscles. A sudden harsh thrust against his prostate had Harry keening highly.

"Tell me if it's too much.", Tom said and set a fast and hard pace.

Harry could only hold on for dear life. The new pace made him keen and arch his back clawing at the bedsheets. It was too much and not enough at the same time. Every other thrust sent Tom's cock against his prostate, stars blinding his vision for a few seconds every time.

"Hold onto me, Harry. I'll ground you."

Tom's voice was near his ear, Harry wondered when that had happened. But he took Tom's advice and clawed at the man's shoulders, the touch grounding him to reality making the pounding more bearable.

Harry was again aware of his own body, now hearing himself. The keens and whines made him blush but he couldn't stop. Not after Tom adjusted his angle and was hitting his sweet spot head on on every thrust now.

The pleasure was blinding again, he was approaching his climax rapidly. Tom's hand snaked inbetween their bodies and wrapped around Harry's neglected length. It made the younger man writhe in pleasure. The man was timing his pace on Harry's cock with his own thrusts. It didn't take long for Harry to feel the coiling in his abdomen reaching a fever pitch.

"Come for me, darling."

The dark voice in his ear sent him into his climax. Harry arched his back off of the mattress, clawing at Tom's shoulders, hot cum coating both of their chests. He cried out, not able to hold back his sounds.

For a moment the teenager blacked out, only coming to after what felt like hours.

When he regained his consciousness, Tom was laying next to him on the bed stroking softly through his hair and murmuring soft words into his ear.

Harry gave off a grunt in acknowlegdement.

"You're back. How are you feeling?", Tom commented.

"Like jelly but also somewhat calm and sated."

Harry's voice was rough, probably from his loud cries of pleasure.

Tom hummed softly and continued carding his fingers through Harry's hair. The teenager leaned into the soft touch, content to lie there and doze a bit.

"Wake up, Harry. We need to clean up."

Harry snuffled a bit but opened his eyes. The red of Tom's gaze captivated him and when the man lowered his head Harry turned his head just so it would be easier to kiss.

The kiss was sweet and soft and made Harry smile slightly. He had been afraid that after their sex, Tom would go back to their distance from before. But it seemed as if Tom would keep their closeness.

The man moved slightly from next to him and - to Harry's surprise - slipped out of his hole with a wet squelch.

Harry squeaked in embarrassment while Tom only smirked.

"I didn't want to ruin the bed. Come, before all of it leaks onto the bedding."

Harry, with hot cheeks, walked after Tom into the ensuite and waited near the shower. Tom turned it on and after it had warmed up held out a hand for Harry.

The teenager took it and was promptly pulled into the large shower stall. The warm water cascading down his back made Harry relax and lean into the chest behind him. A kiss to the nape of his neck had him turning his head, giving more access to Tom's wandering mouth.

The man's hands were wandering over his body, stroking but also cleaning him.

"Put your hands on the wall and spread your legs for me.", Tom whispered into his skin.

Harry obeyed. Tom's wandering hands moved into the crease of his arse and spread his cheeks, a finger probing around his hole. Harry whimpered at the feeling, oversensitive after their activities.

"Relax, I'm only cleaning you, darling."

Harry took deep breaths and after some stray minutes Tom's finger pushed inside of him, gently scooping out what must've been the man's cum.

It didn't take long after to finish cleaning themselves. Soon enough they both lay in bed, huddled close to one another.

"I never thought I could feel this comfortable around you.", Harry admitted quietly into the comfortable silence.

"I never thought you could either. Now sleep, darling. It was a long day."

Harry closed his eyes and fell asleep with Tom's fingers scraping along his scalp.