Chapter 1
Albus Dumbledore threw a last glance at the wedding and those happy faces as he walked away on the icy road. As the wind groaned in the darkness of night, Albus kept walking despite the sensation of burning on his cheek and nose, drowning in his thoughts, too busy to mind the time and his destination. As it began harder to breathe, he realized that he’d been moving faster and faster. He turned a look around, panting and breathing heavily. He was all by himself. He stood there in the middle of the road, feeling lost. The cold and darkness overwhelmed him and he began shivering.
‘Who will love you now, Dumbledore?’
Albus cursed himself
‘Who will love you now?’
He pressed his eyes shut as if it could prevent him from hearing those words
Words that kept repeating in his mind ever since they were thrown at him coldly and cruelly
He hated the voice
More importantly, he hated that those words were possibly the last things he was going to hear from the other man.
Albus winced as he remembered the hateful tone. Gellert had sounded hurt and betrayed. Albus had been too weak to look back and meet the man’s cold eyes. It was only one sentence yet it made his world shatter. It meant that the only one who ever loved him now hated him. Somehow Dumbledore always found himself in this situation. He had hoped – no, he had been sure that it was going to be different with Gellert. Another fail at the judgment, another knife that stabbed his heart.
“These are some dangerous times to be all alone at night”
Suddenly alarmed by the familiar voice, Albus’s fingers wrapped around his wand strongly, his shoulder hunching as the figure started moving out of the dark closer to him. His face was visible now, through the whiteness of the snow. The other man smirked at the way he startled Dumbledore
“Has it become so easy for you to draw your wand against me, Albus?”
How dare he look so innocent and hurt
Dumbledore realized that Gellert hadn’t taken out his wand yet
This was his opportunity
He could finish it right here, right now
The bond was broken
Grindelwald was standing right there, right in front of him. This was not the time for his heart to race.
“Why are you here?” asked Albus, his wand still pointing at Gellert’s chest
Gellert was unmoved by the threat aiming at his heart. He closed the distance between them and touched Albus’s freezing cheeks with his thumb.
Instead of flinching away, Albus almost leaned into the touch.
Part of him feared that it was the last touch ever
He closed his eyes, cursing himself again, his lips tightened, jaws tensed, rage pulsed through his veins.
“You’re freezing, love” stated Gellert as he drew back his arm. There were some softness and care in his voice. Nothing like that hateful tone from their last encounter. This man sounded like his Gellert.
Albus had to remind himself that his Gellert was gone.
“Now, don’t make that face, Albus –”
“Why are you here? What do you want?”
A grin appeared on the other man’s face “Well, isn’t it obvious?”
“Give me a reason why I shouldn’t end it right here and right now”
“I do not have to. If you had it in you, you would have done it already.”
Albus paused, his arm dropping down in defeat
“You stopped too, why?”
Gellert took out his arm, an invitation, Albus knew he shouldn’t take it but he did.
Grindelwald brought them to an old cottage in the middle of nowhere. It was warm inside; the fireplace was on. It had only one room with a huge bed made from wood and covered in beige sheets. There were two doors, one leading to the bathroom and the other to the kitchen.
“Where are we? How did you get this place?”
“You do not wish to know the answer, believe me”
Albus tried to stop his creative mind from imagining different scenarios.
“You didn’t answer my question. Why did you stop?”
“Why did you follow me here? You’re not stupid, Albus, so don’t ask questions that make you look like it.”
There was a hint of anger behind the risen voice.
That was more like it
“Answer me!” Albus also shouted in demand
A cold flicker crossed Gellert’s eyes
“Because no matter how many times you betray me, I can’t bring myself to kill you”
“Lying isn’t like you, Gellert. You ordered my nephew to kill me.”
“Please,” Gellert let out a bark-like laugh and he hung his coat on the chair “He was never going to be a match to you.”
“Then why?”
“Do you really think, I would have it in me to kill you, my love? Wouldn’t our bond stop me if that was truly my intention?”
“Why send him, then? You had a purpose; you always have one.”
Gellert sighed “Some part of me actually hoped the boy would succeed, then I wouldn’t have to be the one to hurt you. There are a few things left in my life that mean the world to me. You are one of the two. If someone dare to endanger them, I would make their lives hell. You stood against me, betrayed our purpose! So, I had to punish you, but how was I going to do that and not destroy myself in the process? If the boy had somehow succeeded, I would have tortured him for the rest of his life, pulled off his skin, made him scream every single day until he’d lose his sanity.”
Albus’s eyes widened in horror as he heard the sincerity in the other man’s voice.
“Look what you have become, Gellert! Look how far you have fallen! You’ve become a psychopath!” cried Albus as he hastened towards the door
“Don’t you turn your back on me!” The other man apparated right in front of Dumbledore’s nose “Haven’t you betrayed me enough already? Aren’t you tired of stabbing me from the back? for once in your life, CHOOSE ME!”
Gellert was standing so close that he practically spat those words at Albus’s face
Albus stared at the other man’s lips that quivered in anger. Just like how they did when they drew their wand against each other, just like every time Gellert got irritated. Old habits were not forgotten.
“I will always love the man you used to be, and I will mourn him, the man you took away from me.”
“Oh, Albus,” Grindelwald laughed madly “my naïve little Albus, you think you can resist me? you assume that just because our path is separated, you have stopped belonging to me?”
“Gellert –”
Albus tried to push the taller man away. However, Gellert was always physically the stronger one and he pressed their lips together.
It was a hard, rough kiss. Gellert bit his bottom lip, hands wrapping around Albus’s waist to bring him closer. Strong hands lift Albus from the ground, spun him and pushed him hard against the door.
Albus moaned, leaning into the kiss. Hating himself for being so weak and pathetic. Hating himself for getting half-hard. Gellert continued sucking and biting his bottom lip until it started bleeding, and then he sucked the blood. As he stopped for a breath, Albus saw his own blood on the other man’s lips, cold eyes staring at him in hunger, Albus’s toes could barely reach the ground for Gellert held him by pressing their bodies together. The stripe of grey hair fell on Gellert’s face before he went for another kiss, and Albus easily gave in, parted his lips and let the tongue that demanded submission into his mouth. The professor let out a moan as his rival ground their bodies together, letting him feel the hard stone cock that was eager to take his body. Gellert moved on kissing Albus’s jaw, slowly and gentle. The brown-haired man let his head fall back and rest on the door behind him, closing his eyes as Gellert moved down on his neck putting soft kisses on the visible bone before beginning to suck it. Albus hissed in pain, it was going to leave a mark, he was sure.
Gellert pulled back, staring into his beloved one’s eyes. His thumb stilled in the space where lips slightly parted before pressing it inside. Albus began sucking the part of Gellert, that filled his mouth, making Gellert groan in pleasure.
Another hand pushed him down, and Albus collapsed on his knees, legs giving out in the shock. Before he could recover, Gellert’s thumb was replaced with something much ticker that forced itself completely into the man beneath him with a satisfied grunt.
Albus tried to pull away, but Gellert’s stronger hands grasped his chin tightly and held him still.
Albus surrendered, trying not to gag against the length as the other man picked up speed, thrusting in and out of his throat even as he choked, every time Gellert’s thighs pressed around his face.
Gellert knew how much Albus hated being taken on the floor like this, it was intentional. Gellert meant to show him that he could use him in all the ways he wished to.
“Good boy,” Gellert muttered as he neared climax, pulling out of Albus’s throat, not wanting to finish anytime soon. As soon as his airway was freed, Albus struggled to catch up his breath. Meanwhile, Gellert began fucking his face slowly, pre-cum dribbling down Albus’s cheek and beard.
“Strip,” a deep voice demanded, slapping his face gently
Albus stood back on his feet and did as he was told, ashamed of the way his own erection was hot and straining painfully within his leggings. Gellert’s eyes were fixed on him as studying each move, a smirk appearing on his face as he saw how hard Albus was by only taking him in the throat.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful” Gellert murmured “your body knows who it belongs to. I’m gonna take you on the bed, it is the only mercy I will show you tonight, not that you deserve any after betraying me”
“I never betrayed you.”
“Quiet,” Gellert gripped him harshly by the arm and yanked him towards the bed. Albus landed on his back, watched as Gellert undressed until he was bare from the waist down before climbing on the laying man and placing himself within Albus’s thighs
Gellert didn’t bother to loosen him up, no preparation, no warning, with a quick motion and quite roughly, Gellert thrust himself entirely into Albus hard, with only his own salvia to ease the way.
And they were joined at once. In spite of Albus’s efforts, he was unable to keep quiet and not scream as a burning sensation filled him.
“Fuck, that’s tight” Gellert chanted
Every thrust burned Albus alive. He could feel Gellert’s breath hot on his neck, moaning loudly in pleasure with each quickening thrust into the abused, aching hole of the man beneath him. Despite Gellert brutally slamming into him and the horrible pain, Albus’s yearning erection was weeping for attention.
He realized he was bleeding, he could feel it, wet and sticky between his thighs.
His grips on the sheets tightened as Gellert fell into a fast, brutal rhythm. Tears trailed down his face as a response to the pain with every pump of his former lover’s cock.
As Gellert reconned the wetness of Albus’s face, he began kissing the drop of tears on his cheeks, not only he didn’t slow down but he sped up slamming into him even though he was aware that Albus was in pain.
Albus could feel the joy that his cries brought to Gellert.
He could sense that Gellert was once again nearing climax, he had lost his rhythm and his muffled voice had filled the room.
“Say it, say you belong to me” Gellert roared
“Yours” Albus let out a cry as Gellert finally spilt deep inside him with a guttural moan.
They stayed in that position for a while. Albus wasn’t sure whether he was sobbing because of the pain, or because he feared that this was going to be the last time Gellert made love to him.
Hearing his cry, Gellert began stroking his hair, hushing him and putting gentle kisses all over his face.
He was still hard but he knew that Gellert wasn’t going to let him come tonight, part of his plan to make him suffer.
After a few minutes that seemed like an eternity, Gellert finally pulled out his large cock, his body dropped next to Albus’s on the bed.
Albus could feel the other man’s seed running down his arsehole. The bed was a mess but Albus knew that Gellert wanted him to fall asleep like that. To humiliate him further. Proving that Albus Dumbledore was nothing but a needy slut for the great wizard Gellert Grindelwald
“Hush, mein Schatz,” The last kiss was put on the corner of his lips “sleep now”