"Dance with me?"
"Is this a plot to lead me to my death of any kind?"
Voldemort chuckles as he continues to offer his hand to the man in front of him.
"Your death? No, not quite. I don't want to kill you just yet. Although, you are quite annoying."
The brunette places a hand over his heart and gasps dramatically before taking the older male's hand.
"Alright, then we dance."
The brunette decided to respond.
Voldemorts grasps the males shoulder and intertwines their hands
"Just follow my lead. Don't stray from my side and I assure you, I'll do my best to not allow you to fall."
"Normally, I'd be in control of these types of situations but I guess you can control me for now, Voldie~"
Voldemort's face turned slightly pink at the sexual remark, but he continued to lead Cherry Bomb around the room.
"You look stunning In this lighting, Cherry."
Cherry Bomb giggles and rolls his eyes dramatically as they dance.
"So, Why the name Cherry Bomb?"
The brunette clicks his teeth.
"It was…an old school name I had with buddies. Nothing for you to worry about~."
"Ah, I see. What should I be worrying about then?"
"Oh, I don't know, maybe…me?"
"That's all I'm focused on right now, Cherry. Your lips seem to match your name, don't they?"
"Hmmm. Seems so, doesn't it? It probably tastes like it too, why don't you come here and find out?"
The brunette places his lips on the chapped lips of the man in front of him. They share passionate kisses before Voldemort slips his tongue into the other's mouth, licking everywhere he can find.
Eventually, the both stopped dancing and tumbled to the floor, grasping at cloth and pulling it off of each other's bodies. Voldemort begins to lick and bite the skin of the brunette's neck and shoulders as the other scratches and bites at Voldemort's body. They tear into each other like rabid animals, trying to eat each other whole.
Voldemort rips his pants off and Cherry Bomb follows suit. Voldemort rubs his thick cock against his pussy, making both of them wet with pre-cum and slick.
Voldemort wastes no time groping and touching anything he can while Cherry Bomb rubs his cock, getting him ready to enter them.
With little to no prep, Voldemort shoves himself inside of Cherry Bomb. Thrusting as hard as possible as he feels the walls of his vagina tighten and mold around him. It's his own type of claiming, molding his pussy so that it fits lovely and snug on his cock and his cock alone.
Cherry Bomb spends his time sucking on Voldemort's neck and claiming him, hickeys and bite marks, saliva filled kisses everywhere. He also gets risky and twists his nipples, ripping a moan from Voldemort's throat.
Voldemort speeds up with his thrust, close to his climax. They share a lust filled kiss as Voldemort cums deep inside him, filling him full.
They both collapse in each other's arms, still sharing kisses as they calm down from their high.
Oh, what dancing can do to a soul.