Turned

All characters belong to Jk Rowling. I do not profit from these stories.

All warnings and characters are for present and future chapters they will change should I realize something is missing.

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Please be warned this is a vampire fic there is blood in this chapter involved with sex. No cutting just fangs.

Tom woke up the next morning thinking about his Lion. He was so brave and taking this new life in stride. Nothing seemed to faze the boy. He accepted what had been thrown at him with the maturity of some one much older. Tom was proud of him and proud to take him on as his youngling. He would see to it that the boy received all of the love and appreciation he deserved. The boy suffered so much in his life and he was still a strong, loving individual. He lay lost in his thoughts. Thinking about his lion and their bonding. He was excited to finally become one with the boy. He was determined to spend the time during the bonding period getting to know Harry and hopefully letting Harry get to know him.
Harry woke up again being held close by Draco. He would miss this feeling when he left for the Burrow. Draco had told him to expand on his “donor list” and to enjoy his feedings. If he could have sex with someone then he should. He did not want Harry spending all summer jerking off when he would be having sex with others. He also promised to visit regularly. Harry would listen to what he said, but who would be willing to let him feed from them let alone have sex with him? He knew a few members of the Weasley family he would happily do both with, but why would they want him?

Harry felt Draco waking up. Draco held him tighter and was nuzzling his neck. Harry turned over to face Draco and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

“You seem upset love.” Draco stated not really a question.

“I was just thinking about what we talked about yesterday. Wondering how I would keep my promise to you.” Harry said with a sigh.

“What do you mean? You told me that Charlie, Fred, and George are all gay, what is the problem.” Draco asked misreading Harry’s apprehension.

“They are, but how could they want me? I am nothing special. I really don’t know yet why you love me like you do.” Harry said the last part a whisper.

“You are special. You are strong and brave, you are beautiful inside and out, and you are loyal and loving. Most of all you have been through so much and it has not even fazed you let alone broke you. I admire and love you because you are Harry. I am sure they all will want to have even a part of the passion you have to offer. Don’t worry about everyone else’s feelings. They will be a lot like Ron just taking the love you already have to a new level and depth. You won’t lose them.” Draco said as he brushed the hair back out of Harry’s face and looked him in the eye.

“How can you be so sure?” Harry asked finally beginning to feel better.

“I just have a feeling, trust me.” Draco said leaving no room for further argument.

“Now you have a bonding to prepare for. Go get cleaned up and put on the white robe in the bathroom.” Draco said pushing Harry out of his bed gently.

Harry quickly showered and dressed when he come out he kissed Draco goodbye and went to Tom.

Tom was ready and waiting when Harry walked into his room. Tom led Harry by the hand into his bedroom with out a word. He stopped short of the bed and slowly undressed. Harry. He never looked away from Harry’s eyes. Harry started to reach up and undress Tom as well. He caught his hands in a gentle hold and shook his hand.

“No Harry I am taking care of you. That is what this is about me wanting to make things easier for you. I will help you find love and give you a family to call your own.”

Tom put Harry’s hands down at his sides and continued to undress him. He had already untied the belt and was sliding the robe off of Harry’s shoulders. He caressed the soft skin of Harry’s shoulders and arms. Tom stepped forward to capture Harry’s lips in a soft kiss. It was merely a caress of lips while he ran his hands up his stomach over his nipples and wrapped them around the sides of his neck. He pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. He let his tongue slip passed Harry’s lips to caress the warm inner walls of his mouth. He reached around to pull him close. He kissed his way up the side of his face ending with a kiss to his forehead. He pulled back undid his shirt slip it off and letting it fall to the floor. He took off his own pants as he admired the beautiful, milky white, flawless skin of his youngling. They had indeed acted in enough time. He did not scar as a result of his injuries it was simply amazing. Tom did not stop undressing until he was fully nude and stood in front of Harry in all of his glory. Harry was mesmerized Tom was beautiful. The contrast of pale purely white skin and his jet-black hair was riveting. Those red eyes were delightful rather than scary. They were intense and bright shining with emotion. Harry held that gaze as he also slipped his boxers off pulling down over his hips and dropping them to the floor. He wanted absolute trust and his desire to submit to this man. The man who had offered him all he had ever dreamed of. Harry closed the small distance reaching out to feel Tom’s smooth stomach and run his hand up over his chest. His skin was like satin to the touch. Harry leaned forward and kissed the soft expanse of neck in front of him feeling the flesh and smelling the blood beneath. He inhaled deeply to get the scent that was purely Tom. It was a smell of rain and plants slightly like a green house or more appropriately a reptile house. Harry laughed Tom smelled snakish and it was oddly comforting.

“What is so funny lion?”
~You smell of snakes it is ironic and comforting.~

~What would you expect of the Serpent Lord? Hmm? Daises or vanilla maybe?~

Harry couldn’t help but laugh and it came out in parseltounge rather than reverting back to English. Tom found that his lion speaking the tongue of the serpent was arousing and endearing especially when he laughed.

~I like hearing the lion speak the language of the snake, it is arousing.~

~I would agree you are so sexy hissing like that, Tom I want you please claim me own me.~

Tom did not respond verbally rather he put an around Harry’s waist and pulled him flush against his body. He kissed him hungrily while walking him backwards carefully. They stopped when Harry’s legs bumped the edge of the bed. Tom pushed him gently to get him to sit.

~Lie back precious.~

Harry did as he was told. Tom dropped to his knees next to the bed and bent his face over Harry’s groin. He licked the head of his stone solid erection. Harry drew in shaky breath and let it out with a slight moan of delight.

Tom, encouraged, took the whole length in his mouth and sucked gently as he stroked his tongue over the underside of Harry’s shaft. He gently grazed his teeth up the length of the velvety arousal delighting in the incoherent hissing that Harry was reduced to.

Harry reached down to tangle his fingers in Tom’s silky hair. He relished in the feel of it between his fingers and brushing gently against his hips, as he worked his mouth and tongue over Harry’s cock.

Harry was in ecstasy.

Tom reached up and put two fingers in Harry’s mouth to coat them in saliva. Harry licked and sucked at the fingers moaning around them.

Tom was rapidly losing himself so he took his fingers out of Harry’s mouth and brought them down to Harry’s entrance.

He slowly and gently breached the tight ring of muscles. Harry took in a sharp breath slight pain mixing with pleasure to perfection. Tom prepared him quickly but thoroughly before withdrawing his fingers.

Tom stood up and moved Harry to the middle of the bed and settled himself between his Harry’s legs.

He lubed up his throbbing cock and gently entered his lion.

~God, Tom you feel so good, so right. Like you belong here. I only ever felt this way with Draco.~

~It does feel right. You are mine to claim. I love you above all others, my lion.~

Harry’s emerald eyes locked with crimson and he knew he loved this man too.

~I love you too, my Serpent King.~

Tom now fully sheathed leaned down to gently kiss his lion’s lips as he began to slowly thrust into him.

They kept a slow gentle pace as they touched, and kissed giving love and receiving it in return.

~I want to taste you, please.~ Harry hissed desperate for a taste of his Sire, his vampire and blood lust rising to the surface of his consciousness.

~Ok little one, but only nick my chest.~ Tom stilled momentarily to allow Harry to use his fang to make a small slice in his chest near the collar bone and allow the blood to drip from him as he moved covering Harry’s face and lips in splatters of blood.

Harry groaned at the taste of his Sire, his beloved, as he licked his lips.
Tom’s breath caught as he saw that beautiful face covered in blood, speckled and smeared as he licked and moaned. He began to pound faster and harder bringing both climaxes closer. He lay down on Harry nuzzling into his neck preparing for the bite of union. Harry continued to lap hungrily at the blood that continued to come from his Sire. His mind was lost in the fog of sex and blood he was something not quite human in those moments, as it should be.

Finally as if on command they both reached their climax and Tom bit into his beloved. He claimed him and bound him for eternity.