The Black Prince

Chapter 10

Severus slipped quietly into their rooms, looking around for his mate, and finally spotting the young man sitting naked on the bed trying to meditate in order to calm down. He smirked and stepped closer, watching as his pet instinctually reacted to his presence although he was not yet aware that he was in the room. With every step he took toward Dorian he was able to see his pet’s prick harden more and more. He silently slipped his wand out of his sleeve and performed a nearly noiseless incantation, smirking at the startled gasp that slipped from his pet’s lips. He should shock him more often, he decided, since it produced such delightful results.

Dorian blinked up in shock from the bed where he was currently tied down, his arms tied to either bedpost and his legs pulled up and tied to the same posts, bending him nearly in half. He gave up an internal prayer of gratitude to the gods that he was so incredibly flexible and then groaned as his cock throbbed with desire. Merlin, he needed his Master.

Severus ran his hands lightly over his pet’s exposed arse, kneading it gently. Dorian moaned and tried to push into the wonderful hands but was unable to move at all. Severus laughed lightly as he watched him struggle. \"A bit hungry, pet?\" he purred, sliding his fingers between the taught cheeks. Dorian’s moans reached a new height as a single finger entered him slowly, not bothering with lubrication yet.

Dorian nodded enthusiastically as he tried to thrust onto the questing finger. \"I don’t know. You were rather undisciplined this afternoon,\" he said, withdrawing his finger slowly so that only the tip was still embedded in him. Dorian whimpered helplessly and tried to push back down. Severus smirked down at him, thrusting two fingers into him with no warning and no lubrication, making Dorian howl. Severus shuddered, delighting in his pet’s expressive appreciation.

After a few deep thrusts he pulled out again, ignoring the desperate keening when he left. He grabbed the oil from the table and generously oiled his cock. He slipped his oiled fingers back into Dorian, amused by the obvious relief his fingers brought. When he was certain that his pet was ready he steadied himself over his bent form and positioned himself outside the gaping hole.

\"Master,\" Dorian whimpered, not willing to beg but damned close to it.

Severus pushed in deeply; nearly losing control himself as Dorian clamped down greedily on his thick member. \"Is that better, pet?\" Dorian’s purring grew louder in response. Severus withdrew and thrust in again, reveling in the tight heat. As Dorian grew more frantic for completion Severus smirked and pushed down harder on his bound legs, increasing the burning stretch in Dorian’s legs and making Dorian’s already tight hole squeeze him even tighter. The added strength clasping down on him tore his orgasm from him, Dorian following quickly after as he drank in the sexual energy that his Master was expelling from every pore.

Severus slowly pulled out and lay down next to Dorian, gasping. After Dorian had recovered some he tried to shift from his uncomfortable position but found that he still could not move more than an inch or two. \"May I be untied, Master?\" Dorian said hesitantly.

Severus looked his lithe form over appreciatively. \"I would rather keep you there, tied to my bed and ready for me whenever I want you. After a while I wouldn’t need to bother with lubricant, you’d be so slick with my come. When I left for work you’d be there, waiting for my return all day, ready for me, your tight hole desperate to be filled.\" He cock twitched appreciatively as he imagined walking in the door after a long day of dealing with brats and entering his bedroom and seeing his lover tied down and waiting for him.

Dorian blushed at the thought of it, turned on in spite of the burning pain he was starting to feel in his legs. Severus sighed and reluctantly let his legs down, easing them to the bed gently as he rubbed the feeling back into them. \"I suppose I’ll have to wait to do that after you’ve taken over the world. I believe a few people might notice it if you disappeared for days on end just to fulfill my fantasies.\" His large hands were now lightly rubbing his pet’s arms, making sure that the spelled ropes hadn’t damaged his skin at all or strained him too badly.

Dorian purred softly, utterly content, and curled into the older man’s side. \"Were you and Black really talking about switching sides before he died?\" Severus said softly and then cringed at his lack of transition. The question had been bothering him since he heard Dorian say it earlier though and it just slipped out.

Dorian stiffened momentarily before forcing himself to relax. Regardless of how many decent conversations he had about his Father with others he always got nervous around his volatile Master. He hated hearing his Father disparaged and he struggled to fight back well when it was his Master who was tearing his Father down. Fighting back wasn’t a problem—fighting back without tears or wild accusations or cruelly cutting remarks was more difficult. Both men lost all control when it came to Sirius Black. \"Yes,\" he said softly, his fingers still lightly running over his Master’s chest.

Severus remained silent for a moment, gently carding his fingers through his pet’s curls. \"I hadn’t realized.\"

Dorian shrugged: uncomfortable talking about his Father with his Master.

Severus felt his heart constrict for a moment at the reaction. \"I’m sorry,\" Severus whispered. Dorian looked up sharply at this statement, astonishment clear on his face. \"I’m sorry I made you feel like you can’t ever talk about him to me. I know he was important to you. I didn’t realize how much I must have hurt you by my comments.\"

Dorian looked into his eyes for a moment before nodding his understanding. \"I know you two didn’t get on very well, Sir. I didn’t want to push you.\"

Severus gently pushed him back down, resting the curly head on his broad shoulder as he held him tightly. \"Tell me about when he first told you that you were part Incubus.\" He felt Dorian smile against his shoulder at the memory.

\"Are you sure?\" Severus nodded, bumping his chin lightly on the top of Dorian’s head. \"Well, he came to the house that summer—he had snuck away from Grimmauld Place because he knew that he needed to see me soon. He had started having problems with his pull at around that age and he figured I might be beginning. I was outside doing the yard work, as usual, and I must have been projecting an extremely strong pull because even he was able to feel it. He caught my attention and we slipped away from the house for a chat after he finished my chores for me with a bit of magic.

\"We went into the woods for a bit of privacy since he was wanted by the muggle authorities as well. He was so flustered, so nervous about telling me. We didn’t know each other very well at the time, having only really met and talked once and written a few short and hurried letters. He just paced back and forth nervously, trying to find the proper words to explain it all. I’m sure part of it was nerves and part of it was his discomfort with feeling the pull from his own son.\"

\"Can Incubi usually not feel the pull from another Incubus?\" Severus interrupted him, having heard him mention his shock over his Father feeling the pull twice now.

\"No Sir, we are nearly immune to it. It only works on other species unless it is extremely strong, but even then it won’t work as well. Anyhow, he stuttered through his explanation. I’ve never seen him blush before—it was great. Even his neck was red when he was trying to describe the way that we feed and how our pull works to me. He taught me a few tricks to help reign in my unconscious pull and explained that I absolutely must begin feeding, and soon, if I wanted to survive.\"

\"So you were fourteen when you had sex for the first time?\"

\"Not quite fourteen. My fourteenth birthday was about a month away. After he was finished with the explanations he seemed to get over his embarrassment completely. He always did better with actions instead of words. He took me to a club and we both picked up a bit of action and slipped into the back room. I know most people would think it strange to have sex for the first time with your Father so close by but I guess it’s different for Incubi. I never really thought about the fact that he had been there until about a year or so later. Frankly, we were both too wrapped up in our dates to notice anything going on around us.

\"We both fed a few times that night before we left, sated and exhausted. I had never fed before and I was literally starving although I had not been able to tell what was wrong with me until that day. He had finally been released from his stay in Azkaban that had nearly killed him. The only time he could feed was when his pull would get strong enough to entice a guard down into the highest security wing. They rarely went there, preferring to stay as far away as possible from the Dementors. Can you imagine how horrible that had to have been, needing your captors to fuck you in order to stay alive?\"

Despite his desire to keep on hating the man, Severus shivered. It was a wonder the man had emerged from his stay in Azkaban with even a fleeting hold on his sanity. He gently rubbed his pet’s back, silently encouraging him to continue.

\"After that he came to see me at least once a week, always taking me out to a club somewhere so we could feed. Remus came with us some, which has probably helped him to take on his godfather duties better. He learned a lot on those excursions about Incubi that he couldn’t have ever learned without being one or else being near some as they fully gave in to their nature. Although he came along ostensibly to get out and have some fun I think that it was much more of a chance for him to learn what he might need to do someday as my guardian. I think we all knew that it wouldn’t last forever.\"

Severus tightened his grip on Dorian. \"Remus is a good man. He’s taken good care of you since you lost Black and he’s the only one I’d trust to take care of you if I couldn’t for some reason. I’m glad that you have him still.\"

Dorian smiled lightly, reigning in a yawn. \"Me too. I miss my Father every day still but at least I have Remy. He works hard to do everything that my Father did for me: to be a proper Inc-parent. Filling in for an Incubus Father is incredibly difficult because it is so radically different from being a Father for a human—as I’m sure you noticed by the number of times my Father and I had sex with people in the same room. We’ve even been part of a foursome together…not that I expect Remus to do that with me. I don’t know what I would have done if he had refused to switch sides with me. I can’t imagine choosing between him and you.\" Dorian went rigid, realizing that he had just told his Master that there was another man whose opinion mattered as much as his did. He was so sleepy that he wasn’t guarding his words very well. He waited nervously for the lecture that was sure to follow.

\"Ssh, pet. It’s only natural that you need your godfather too, especially given your circumstances. I would never make you choose between us.\" Dorian relaxed, once again leaning bonelessly into his Master’s warmth and blinking blearily. \"Sleep, pet,\" Severus said softly, lulling the already exhausted boy into a deep sleep, leaving him to think over the revelations he had just heard.

Severus’ mind slowly turned over all of the events that he had recently experienced. His entire world had been turned over in the past week. The outcome was good, and things had turned out better than he had ever hoped that could, but it was still a lot to process. He had never before allowed himself to hope that his sub would come willingly to the Dark and he had never dreamed that he would become a great Lord of the Dark forces.

Perhaps the most difficult revelations to swallow though had been those concerning Sirius Black. Truthfully, many of them had been a long time in coming. He had long been thinking over why he had hated his classmate so quickly and so thoroughly. He had also known for quite a while that he was Harry…no, Dorian’s father. Somehow it hadn’t been too real before now, before people beside Lupin had known it.

He sighed softly, idly stroking the wild curls that lay on his shoulder. As much as it pained him to admit it, he knew that he would have even buried the hatchet with Black if Dorian had asked it of him and Black had lived. Once again he sent of a thankful prayer of gratitude to the gods, knowing that they had surely been watching over him when a young and confused Harry had stumbled into his private rooms, begging for something he didn’t even know how to articulate. He wouldn’t give his pet up for anything, now.

He heard a light tap at the door which also woke Dorian up. Severus nudged Dorian, alerting him to the fact that he needed to be the one allow entrance since he was the Black Prince. It would be rather unseemly for Severus to be taking such liberties. Severus quietly removed the silencing charm momentarily, allowing whoever was knocking to hear them. \"What do you want?\" Dorian yelled out with a deep, gravelly voice, having just woken up.

\"It’s just me,\" Remus replied.

Dorian waved his hand, opening the door wandlessly. Remus quickly stepped through and smiled when he saw his cub curled up with his mate in bed. His smile grew when he noticed the light blush on Severus’ cheeks. The potions master didn’t care if Dorian was naked with other people present but he got uncomfortable when he was the naked one. Dorian knew what to do and without waiting for an order he slid out of bed and grabbed a pair of silk sleep pants and handed then to his Master to slide on under the covers. \"What’s going on, Remy?\"

\"We’re supposed to have a meeting here in a few minutes. You do remember that, don’t you?\"

Dorian sighed heavily and slipped back into bed, curling up into Severus’ side once more. \"Can’t it wait?\"

\"Well, you are a Dark lord, you can do whatever you want, really,\" Remus said thoughtfully. \"You were the one to schedule it though.\"

\"Bugger,\" Dorian muttered quietly into the warm chest he had currently buried his face in.

\"Come on, up,\" Severus ordered. \"Get up, wash, and dress. Meet us in the sitting room in twenty minutes.\"

\"Yes Sir.\" Dorian knew that tone of voice meant business so he quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to get ready.

Remus raised an eyebrow. \"I don’t think I’ve ever seen him go so quickly from utter laziness to business. I need to learn that trick.\"

\"I sincerely doubt it would work since you won’t reward him the way I do when he’s good. You don’t punish him the same way either for that matter. Pass me my wand,\" Severus said as he too got out of bed, grateful for the sleep pants that Dorian had already given him. He grabbed the wand that Remus handed him and started casting a series of cleaning charms on himself as he slipped on a shirt and gathered his robes together. He realized, with a shock, that he was comfortable around Lupin. More—he actually thought of the man as a, well, a friend. When had that happened? He grumbled quietly about irritating boy wonders and their infernal family members invading his quiet existence as he finished dressing.

Remus laughed quietly as he started using a few spells to straighten the rooms up. He had been wondering when it would be that Severus realized how much their relationship had changed over the past two years. Severus was still a very solitary man and still felt little need to socialize or make friends but, for better or worse, he had accepted Remus into his life with little question and they had only grown closer as time had passed.

A wet and dripping Dorian peeked his head out of the bathroom door, looking to Severus for approval before he walked back into the room. In his rush to get to the shower he had forgotten to pick out robes first. Severus walked over to his closet and pulled out a set of robes and handed them to Dorian to dress in. \"Have you decided what type of shop you will open in Hogsmeade?\" he asked as Dorian dressed as quickly as possible, the robes clinging to his still wet form as he hadn’t taken the time to dry off at all.

Remus rolled his eyes and cast a quick drying spell on his cub, making it much easier to finish dressing. Dorian gave him a quick smile before giving his Master his full attention. \"No Sir, I wasn’t entirely certain what you would want. Lucius’ idea definitely had merit since it would allow me to lure in a broad range of patrons. I also kind of liked Bella and Remus’ idea though. A café could be equally lucrative as well since it would allow for a wide range of people of all ages to intermingle at the same time without question. What do you think?\"

\"They both have merit. We’ll have to discuss it with the others and see if they have any other points to be considered before you make your final decision.\" Dorian looked a bit surprised that the decision would ultimately be up to him. He had heard Severus ask if he had decided earlier but he had thought it more a figure of speech or a request for his opinion before He made the final decision. \"I can decide it for you if you wish, pet, but I think that you should do this yourself. You will have to work there every day for at least a year. It will be your main base of operations and your central recruitment point, not to mention that it will be the part that you must play for quite a while.\"

Dorian nodded quietly, shifting uncomfortably. \"Can I at least have your opinion first?\" he finally whispered.

\"Of course. As I said before, if you need me to I can always decide for you, I just thought you might like to do so yourself. Let me know what you want.\" Dorian nodded, looking much more at ease with this new information. He was more than capable of making such decisions but he was worried that he would push too quickly for one decision over the others and displease his mate like he had at their first meeting.

The three men quickly sat down in the sitting room. Dorian’s eyes flashed red for a moment and he stood to pace in front of the fireplace. Voldemort entered without knocking, having already alerted the Prince to his presence and received permission to enter. Lucius followed him. Both men took their seats quietly.

\"Lord, I’m not certain what I wish to do,\" Dorian finally said once he was certain that the door had closed making the silencing charms spring into place. \"A few excellent ideas have been presented to me and I find myself in a difficult position. All of them have their drawbacks and while I realize that no plan will be without it’s faults I hesitate to accept any of the current ideas without giving them some more thought.\"

\"We can always put the choice off for a bit longer if you wish to, Prince,\" Voldemort said, worried about how his young friend was holding up under the recent stress. He knew that the changes had to have been difficult, however well he seemed to be holding up. Even with the quick acceptance of his Death Eaters it was still a huge change.

\"Whatever choice we make must be made soon if we are to be ready in time and established before the children get back. I would like to have a few weeks before they get there to get to know the other witches and wizards in Hogsmeade so that they all already like and trust me before Dumbledore is there to potentially call me into question.\"

\"Do you think him likely to do so, my Prince?\" Lucius asked, concerned.

\"Truthfully, no, but it is a possibility that we must consider. How is the potion coming along, Severus?\"

\"Well, Prince. It should be finished by midweek if all goes according to plan.\"

\"I suggest that we wait and see whether or not the potion reveals a latent metamorphmagus ability before we push too much for any one plan. All of this is, after all, contingent upon discovering that I have the ability.\"

\"That is true. There are some Dark potions that would allow you to shift your appearance for a week or so at a time but I would be much more wary of your constant presence in Hogsmeade if there was a possibility of the potion failing at an inopportune time. It would be too dangerous for you to live there and work long hours. We would need to cut back on your presence there to be safe,\" Voldemort explained.

\"Very well. Is there any business that we have not yet discussed?\"

Voldemort turned to Lucius. One of Lucius’ main jobs was to be the liaison between the soldiers and the leaders. He would take reports, listen to rumors, process requests, and schedule audiences so that the two leaders did not need to waste their time with such basic things. \"Nothing too pressing. The soldiers are still working on recruitment. I have asked them to compile a list of those that they believe to be potential recruits so that you could both look at it at your leisure.\"

\"I also have a short list of people I believe to be possibilities. Severus will write my list out and we can discuss it at a later date. Some of them may be able to be approached by any careful soldier, some of them will need to be approached only by those they already trust—probably Remus and Neville Longbottom or another former Gryffindor or Hufflepuff.\"

\"Of course, my Prince. There are also a number of soldiers who requested audiences with you both. Crabbe and Goyle wish to discuss bringing their sons into the fold. Cassandra would like to discuss her recruitment at St. Mungos. I believe she is going to request back up at her station. The recruitment goes surprisingly well but she would like to have an assistant healer there to help, although the assistant does not need to be in her department. It might be better if the two were separated. Also,\" he paused for a moment, nervous about this last audience, \"Draco Malfoy requested an audience to make his formal apology.\"

His statement was met with silence. After a few moments his leaders began speaking in Parseltongue. Although he couldn’t begin to understand them he was fascinated by the differences between the two men when they used the snake language. Voldemort had always sounded incredibly threatening and frightening when he spoke in Parseltongue. Somehow though, the Prince managed to sound…well…erotic.

He shifted uncomfortably with the realization that the sibilant hisses coming from his Prince’s lips were turning him on. How had he ever missed that before now? He supposed that he had been too terrified to ever take note before now but all the same it was rather disturbing to be this turned on during a meeting with his superiors. He looked over at Severus and Remus and found Remus smiling faintly at his discomfort and Severus smirking, his eyes glittering in amusement. They both knew exactly what was going on in his mind.

Should we allow the young Crabbe and Goyle to join? They aren’t terribly intelligent, from what I hear, Voldemort said.

No, they aren’t very smart but I think they will be good additions. They are physically strong and seem to be very loyal. I think it might be good to show the world that we accept everyone just as they are and we give them duties that accentuate their skills. Those who are highly skilled can advance quickly through the ranks but even those who are not incredibly powerful or brilliant can still serve us faithfully and well. We don’t want to intimidate people into thinking that they aren’t strong enough or smart enough to join us.

Yes, that is true. Their fathers have certainly served me well for all these long years. They might not ever lead a raid but they are certainly hard workers when given a task that is within their ability to complete. We will initiate them within the month.

What of Cassandra? What exactly is her mission right now?

She is a healer at St. Mungos and it is her job to begin to feel out the other healers, to see if they are content with the current restrictions placed on many of them by the Ministry and their forced discrimination against those with magical creature blood. Did you know that it is currently illegal to treat a patient with any magical creature blood regardless of his or her injury before you treat every single patient that is fully human? That means you can have a werewolf dying from silver poisoning but you can’t do anything if you have a fully human kid in the hospital who has a scraped knee.

Dorian hissed angrily, startling the other three men who couldn’t understand what was going on but could feel his anger. We should send at least two more soldiers to be stationed there. They can start spreading the discontent that most of the healers must be feeling but might not be speaking of right now. Such laws go directly against the vows that they made when they became healers. To have them forced by their own government to be vow breakers is outrageous. We will strengthen the forces there in the hope that we can win all or at least most of them to our side. We will need the healers when the final fight begins.

Yes. Whether or not the fight is bloody we cannot found a strong country without the healers’ help. Tomorrow we will discuss whom to send over a breakfast with the elite. Can you meet for a brief time before breakfast for a full debriefing with Cassandra?

Of course.

What will you do about the young Malfoy? Voldemort hissed.

Dorian sighed. Meet with him, I guess. I can’t wait to hear his explanation.

I’m sure it will be creative, if nothing else.

\"Very well, Lucius. You may tell Crabbe and Goyle that their sons will be initiated within the month. We will alert them to the date when it draws closer. We will also be dining with the elite tomorrow at breakfast. You will tell Cassandra to meet us in the library at 9 a.m. for a quick debriefing before breakfast. You may tell the Malfoy heir that he has been granted an audience tomorrow at 11 a.m.\"

Voldemort cut in. \"You will ensure that the boy is properly behaved tomorrow or his next punishment will make his first seem dear mercy. Am I clear?\"

Lucius nodded frantically. \"Of course, my Lord, Prince. You both have my humblest apologies for his prior behavior and I promise you that it will not happen again. If it does then I turn him over to you to punish as you see fit with no recriminations or attempts to save him from his earned punishment. I know when I need to step back as his Father and allow him to stand on his own as a man. I apologize again for his earlier comments. I thought him better trained.\"

\"See to it that he is better trained by tomorrow, Lucius,\" Dorian said coldly. The Prince and Voldemort stood, signaling that the meeting was over. The others quickly stood and left, leaving Severus and Dorian alone in the rooms once more. Dorian quickly started pulling his robes off and then sat contentedly on the floor by his Master’s feet. \"Do you think it was alright that I delayed making a choice about next year?\"

Severus stroked Dorian’s hair lightly. \"Yes, pet, I think it was the perfect choice. Once we know if the potion works or not we will be much more capable of picking something definitive. We should know in a few more days.\"