Beauty's Beast (Sequel to Blind Beauty) COMPLETE
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Adult ++
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24
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20,846
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Like the First Time
Chapter Number/Total:22/24
Chapter Title: Like the First Time
Words: 1866 Words
Harry finally pulled off his jeans and got into their bed, reaching for the blindfold he had there. For his twenty-second birthday, Draco had asked, as one of his presents, that Harry be ready and waiting for him like this. So, of course, Harry was going to do it. He tied the blindfold on and laid back on the bed, taking a deep breath as he waited for Draco. He would be blind and naked in a bed, waiting for Draco. Like their first time together. Harry could only hope that Draco didn't take too long. The one reason why Harry agreed to do this for him was that he could take off the blindfold to see again, unlike before when he was magically blinded and tied to the bed.
Draco entered the room and stood for a minute looking down at the beautiful sight. He quickly removed his own clothes then and picked up the potion, trembling with excitement as he prepared to drink it.
Harry heard someone walk into the room, but he didn't say anything or move just yet. His heart sped up, along with his breathing.
Draco downed the potion, grimacing at the taste. The transformation was quick as he felt his body morph -- claws and teeth retracting, skin now smooth instead of furry. He looked down in surprise for a moment. He touched his smooth chest with his fingertips. It was amazing to be able to touch like that again.
Harry was straining to hear something else, a footstep or anything, but there were no sounds. He bit his lip and gripped the sheet so that he wouldn't reach up to pull away the blindfold just yet. He wanted to wait for Draco.
Draco saw Harry squirming, smiling at his impatient lover. He stepped forward, reaching out and laying a hand in the centre of Harry's chest, gasping at the sensation of skin against skin.
Harry gasped as well, now unsure of who was in the room with him. "Who's there?" he asked, reaching up to touch his blindfold.
"Relax," Draco said, shivering at the feel as he slid his fingertips over his lover's skin, caressing his nipples
"Draco?" Harry asked in surprise, his eyes wide behind the blindfold. He didn't even know how to react. That was Draco's voice but the hands didn't have claws.
"Yes, my love," Draco answered, smiling and climbing onto the bed to use both hands now.
Harry finally pulled the blindfold off slowly, blinking up at Draco. His eyes went wide again. "Oh my God ...."
Draco grinned, arching an eyebrow at his lover.
It was Draco, of course. But not the one that he was used to now, with his soft fur, wolf-like teeth, and claws, but the one he remembered from years ago. He realised then that he hadn't actually seen Draco like this since their sixth year of Hogwarts. "Draco," he whispered, still in shock as he looked him up and down a few times, reaching to take one of his hands in his.
Draco shivered again when Harry held his hand. "Remember this?" he whispered.
Harry nodded slowly, leaning down to kiss Draco's fingertips. "I remember ...."
Draco was kneeling beside Harry and he slid his other hand up to cup his lover's face, using the tips to trace his lips. "I want to touch every part of you while I can," he whispered.
Harry's lips parted, his tongue touching the very tip of his finger. "I want you to," he said, swallowing hard. He wanted to remember this.
Draco caressed Harry's face, trying to memorise the texture. "I love the feel of your skin," he whispered.
Harry couldn't take his eyes off Draco's face as the fingers moved over his skin. He reached to cup his cheek, stroking it before leaning up and running his hand through Draco's hair. "Oh, I love you so much."
"Yes, Harry," Draco whispered, wondering what it would have been like for them if he had never been bitten. He continued his caresses down his lover's body, kissing his skin as well.
Harry moved his hand back down to Draco's cheek, running a thumb over his lips before slipping it inside his mouth to run it over his teeth. He laughed softly when the teeth didn't break the skin of his thumb, pulling it back out. "This is so different ...."
"Like our first time," Draco said softly, amazed at how even his voice sounded different. He groaned in pleasure as he wrapped fingers around his lover's cock now. "Gods, I have wanted to do this for so long."
Harry moaned softly at the feeling of Draco's fingers, feeling himself harden. "Our first time," he whispered, remembering back then. How Draco wanted to be his first before everything had happened to him.
"Spread yourself," Draco told him as he moved to kneel between Harry's legs.
Harry spread his legs without any hesitation, unable to really remember how it felt to have Draco's fingers inside him. "Touch me," he whispered.
Draco picked up the lube and knelt, opening the jar and slicking his fingers. He was amazed at how easy it was just to open the jar. He held the base of Harry's cock in one hand while he slid the slickened fingers down to his entrance, moaning at the feeling of touching him there with fingertips after so long.
Harry shuddered, his mouth falling open. He never thought he would feel those fingers there again, but there Draco was. He could even feel his entrance twitch at the touch, making him flush.
Draco rubbed the tip of his finger against that tight opening and bent over his lover, sliding his lips over the head of his cock. He could lick in his part-wolf form but sucking was too dangerous. Now, he delighted in the feel of his lover's flesh in his mouth.
Harry whimpered at the feeling, honestly forgetting how good it felt to have Draco touch him this way. He wasn't sure how long Draco would be like this, but he didn't want to get his hopes too high. For now he would just enjoy the time they had together.
"Mmm," Draco hummed around Harry's cock, delighting in the feel and taste of him as he began to bob his head, sucking and licking him. He pushed the tip of his finger into Harry's body. It felt so amazing to be able to do that, and he wondered if he could come this way.
Harry reached to slide his fingers down into Draco's hair, gripping it gently. "Yes, Draco," he sighed, forcing himself not to thrust up into his mouth. But he couldn't help but try to move down on the finger, wanting more.
Draco happily worked another finger into Harry, loving the feel of him and twisting to find his prostate as he slid Harry's cock as deep into his mouth as he could.
Harry cried out at the two sensations, biting his lip hard. "Fuck," he gasped, unable to stop himself from thrusting up a little into Draco's mouth.
It had been so long since he had done this that Draco was a bit out of practise, having to remember how to coordinate his breathing with the thrusts. He nearly choked, but pulled back enough to catch himself. Once he got the rhythm again with his mouth, he stretched and worked a third finger into Harry.
Harry realised after Draco pulled back that he wasn't used to it, so he slowed down his own movements, letting Draco take control. The last thing he wanted to do was choke him. Harry could only remember being stretched this much for his first time, usually he was too impatient to do it himself. "I think I'm ready," he said after a few minutes, not wanting to come until Draco was inside him.
Draco looked up, sliding his mouth back. "I want you to come in my mouth," he said. "I won't get to do that when I switch back."
So Draco was going to change back, Harry thought. He nodded and lifted his hips again for Draco. "Let me come in your mouth," he whispered.
Draco smiled before taking his lover into his mouth again, eyes closing as he completely lost himself in the act of pleasuring Harry, fingers working in and out as he bobbed his head.
Harry tried to hold on for as long as possible, if not for him, for Draco. But soon he just couldn't hold back anymore and he came with a shout, groaning Draco's name.
Draco trembled, swallowing as his lover's seed flooded his mouth and Harry's body clenched around his fingers. He sucked and licked, loving the taste and the sounds of his lover.
Harry fell back on the bed and panted, running his fingers through Draco's hair. "Draco," he whispered over and over.
Draco gently pulled his fingers from his lover's body and used his wand to clean himself before climbing up the bed to pull Harry into his arms.
Harry slowly turned over in Draco's arms, cupping one cheek. "How'd you do it?" he asked softly, kissing Draco's lips.
Draco rubbed his face against Harry's, sighing at the feel of his skin against his lover's. He slid his fingers over Harry's back, touching him like he hadn't been able to since that first time. "Polyjuice," he whispered. "I asked a favour of Tonks. She shifted into my old shape and gave me some hair for this form."
"Wow," Harry whispered, nudging his nose a few times against Draco's. "Was it a good enough present, you think?"
Draco closed his eyes against threatened tears. "It is wonderful to touch you like this," he whispered, nuzzling his lover's neck. "Time is almost up."
"It's your birthday," Harry said softly, rubbing Draco's back gently. "Whatever you want."
Draco lifted his face, looking into Harry's eyes. "If you could only have one, which version of me would you prefer?"
"Don't make me choose," Harry said, blushing as he looked back at him.
"You really do like the wolf form, too, don't you?" Draco asked, surprised.
Harry flushed. "That wasn't obvious?" he asked, looking surprised as well.
"Isn't this face more attractive than the other?" Draco asked.
"You think that's what I care about?" Harry asked. "What matters most to me is that you're still my Draco. Like this, or in the wolf form. You're still Draco."
Draco shuddered, body transforming back as the Polyjuice wore off, the fingers against Harry's back growing claws again.
Harry watched him change, smiling and leaning in to kiss him once again when it was over.
Draco tensed but then relaxed into the kiss, feeling again the larger teeth in his own mouth.
"Welcome back," Harry sighed, grinning at Draco.
"And this is what you still want?" Draco whispered.
"You're what I'll always want," Harry replied.
"Maybe we could use the Polyjuice for my old form on new moons," Draco suggested, thinking it would be a nice counterpoint to the frenzy of full moon.
Harry grinned. "Sound like a great idea to me," he quipped, leaning in to rub his nose against Draco's again.
Chapter Title: Like the First Time
Words: 1866 Words
Harry finally pulled off his jeans and got into their bed, reaching for the blindfold he had there. For his twenty-second birthday, Draco had asked, as one of his presents, that Harry be ready and waiting for him like this. So, of course, Harry was going to do it. He tied the blindfold on and laid back on the bed, taking a deep breath as he waited for Draco. He would be blind and naked in a bed, waiting for Draco. Like their first time together. Harry could only hope that Draco didn't take too long. The one reason why Harry agreed to do this for him was that he could take off the blindfold to see again, unlike before when he was magically blinded and tied to the bed.
Draco entered the room and stood for a minute looking down at the beautiful sight. He quickly removed his own clothes then and picked up the potion, trembling with excitement as he prepared to drink it.
Harry heard someone walk into the room, but he didn't say anything or move just yet. His heart sped up, along with his breathing.
Draco downed the potion, grimacing at the taste. The transformation was quick as he felt his body morph -- claws and teeth retracting, skin now smooth instead of furry. He looked down in surprise for a moment. He touched his smooth chest with his fingertips. It was amazing to be able to touch like that again.
Harry was straining to hear something else, a footstep or anything, but there were no sounds. He bit his lip and gripped the sheet so that he wouldn't reach up to pull away the blindfold just yet. He wanted to wait for Draco.
Draco saw Harry squirming, smiling at his impatient lover. He stepped forward, reaching out and laying a hand in the centre of Harry's chest, gasping at the sensation of skin against skin.
Harry gasped as well, now unsure of who was in the room with him. "Who's there?" he asked, reaching up to touch his blindfold.
"Relax," Draco said, shivering at the feel as he slid his fingertips over his lover's skin, caressing his nipples
"Draco?" Harry asked in surprise, his eyes wide behind the blindfold. He didn't even know how to react. That was Draco's voice but the hands didn't have claws.
"Yes, my love," Draco answered, smiling and climbing onto the bed to use both hands now.
Harry finally pulled the blindfold off slowly, blinking up at Draco. His eyes went wide again. "Oh my God ...."
Draco grinned, arching an eyebrow at his lover.
It was Draco, of course. But not the one that he was used to now, with his soft fur, wolf-like teeth, and claws, but the one he remembered from years ago. He realised then that he hadn't actually seen Draco like this since their sixth year of Hogwarts. "Draco," he whispered, still in shock as he looked him up and down a few times, reaching to take one of his hands in his.
Draco shivered again when Harry held his hand. "Remember this?" he whispered.
Harry nodded slowly, leaning down to kiss Draco's fingertips. "I remember ...."
Draco was kneeling beside Harry and he slid his other hand up to cup his lover's face, using the tips to trace his lips. "I want to touch every part of you while I can," he whispered.
Harry's lips parted, his tongue touching the very tip of his finger. "I want you to," he said, swallowing hard. He wanted to remember this.
Draco caressed Harry's face, trying to memorise the texture. "I love the feel of your skin," he whispered.
Harry couldn't take his eyes off Draco's face as the fingers moved over his skin. He reached to cup his cheek, stroking it before leaning up and running his hand through Draco's hair. "Oh, I love you so much."
"Yes, Harry," Draco whispered, wondering what it would have been like for them if he had never been bitten. He continued his caresses down his lover's body, kissing his skin as well.
Harry moved his hand back down to Draco's cheek, running a thumb over his lips before slipping it inside his mouth to run it over his teeth. He laughed softly when the teeth didn't break the skin of his thumb, pulling it back out. "This is so different ...."
"Like our first time," Draco said softly, amazed at how even his voice sounded different. He groaned in pleasure as he wrapped fingers around his lover's cock now. "Gods, I have wanted to do this for so long."
Harry moaned softly at the feeling of Draco's fingers, feeling himself harden. "Our first time," he whispered, remembering back then. How Draco wanted to be his first before everything had happened to him.
"Spread yourself," Draco told him as he moved to kneel between Harry's legs.
Harry spread his legs without any hesitation, unable to really remember how it felt to have Draco's fingers inside him. "Touch me," he whispered.
Draco picked up the lube and knelt, opening the jar and slicking his fingers. He was amazed at how easy it was just to open the jar. He held the base of Harry's cock in one hand while he slid the slickened fingers down to his entrance, moaning at the feeling of touching him there with fingertips after so long.
Harry shuddered, his mouth falling open. He never thought he would feel those fingers there again, but there Draco was. He could even feel his entrance twitch at the touch, making him flush.
Draco rubbed the tip of his finger against that tight opening and bent over his lover, sliding his lips over the head of his cock. He could lick in his part-wolf form but sucking was too dangerous. Now, he delighted in the feel of his lover's flesh in his mouth.
Harry whimpered at the feeling, honestly forgetting how good it felt to have Draco touch him this way. He wasn't sure how long Draco would be like this, but he didn't want to get his hopes too high. For now he would just enjoy the time they had together.
"Mmm," Draco hummed around Harry's cock, delighting in the feel and taste of him as he began to bob his head, sucking and licking him. He pushed the tip of his finger into Harry's body. It felt so amazing to be able to do that, and he wondered if he could come this way.
Harry reached to slide his fingers down into Draco's hair, gripping it gently. "Yes, Draco," he sighed, forcing himself not to thrust up into his mouth. But he couldn't help but try to move down on the finger, wanting more.
Draco happily worked another finger into Harry, loving the feel of him and twisting to find his prostate as he slid Harry's cock as deep into his mouth as he could.
Harry cried out at the two sensations, biting his lip hard. "Fuck," he gasped, unable to stop himself from thrusting up a little into Draco's mouth.
It had been so long since he had done this that Draco was a bit out of practise, having to remember how to coordinate his breathing with the thrusts. He nearly choked, but pulled back enough to catch himself. Once he got the rhythm again with his mouth, he stretched and worked a third finger into Harry.
Harry realised after Draco pulled back that he wasn't used to it, so he slowed down his own movements, letting Draco take control. The last thing he wanted to do was choke him. Harry could only remember being stretched this much for his first time, usually he was too impatient to do it himself. "I think I'm ready," he said after a few minutes, not wanting to come until Draco was inside him.
Draco looked up, sliding his mouth back. "I want you to come in my mouth," he said. "I won't get to do that when I switch back."
So Draco was going to change back, Harry thought. He nodded and lifted his hips again for Draco. "Let me come in your mouth," he whispered.
Draco smiled before taking his lover into his mouth again, eyes closing as he completely lost himself in the act of pleasuring Harry, fingers working in and out as he bobbed his head.
Harry tried to hold on for as long as possible, if not for him, for Draco. But soon he just couldn't hold back anymore and he came with a shout, groaning Draco's name.
Draco trembled, swallowing as his lover's seed flooded his mouth and Harry's body clenched around his fingers. He sucked and licked, loving the taste and the sounds of his lover.
Harry fell back on the bed and panted, running his fingers through Draco's hair. "Draco," he whispered over and over.
Draco gently pulled his fingers from his lover's body and used his wand to clean himself before climbing up the bed to pull Harry into his arms.
Harry slowly turned over in Draco's arms, cupping one cheek. "How'd you do it?" he asked softly, kissing Draco's lips.
Draco rubbed his face against Harry's, sighing at the feel of his skin against his lover's. He slid his fingers over Harry's back, touching him like he hadn't been able to since that first time. "Polyjuice," he whispered. "I asked a favour of Tonks. She shifted into my old shape and gave me some hair for this form."
"Wow," Harry whispered, nudging his nose a few times against Draco's. "Was it a good enough present, you think?"
Draco closed his eyes against threatened tears. "It is wonderful to touch you like this," he whispered, nuzzling his lover's neck. "Time is almost up."
"It's your birthday," Harry said softly, rubbing Draco's back gently. "Whatever you want."
Draco lifted his face, looking into Harry's eyes. "If you could only have one, which version of me would you prefer?"
"Don't make me choose," Harry said, blushing as he looked back at him.
"You really do like the wolf form, too, don't you?" Draco asked, surprised.
Harry flushed. "That wasn't obvious?" he asked, looking surprised as well.
"Isn't this face more attractive than the other?" Draco asked.
"You think that's what I care about?" Harry asked. "What matters most to me is that you're still my Draco. Like this, or in the wolf form. You're still Draco."
Draco shuddered, body transforming back as the Polyjuice wore off, the fingers against Harry's back growing claws again.
Harry watched him change, smiling and leaning in to kiss him once again when it was over.
Draco tensed but then relaxed into the kiss, feeling again the larger teeth in his own mouth.
"Welcome back," Harry sighed, grinning at Draco.
"And this is what you still want?" Draco whispered.
"You're what I'll always want," Harry replied.
"Maybe we could use the Polyjuice for my old form on new moons," Draco suggested, thinking it would be a nice counterpoint to the frenzy of full moon.
Harry grinned. "Sound like a great idea to me," he quipped, leaning in to rub his nose against Draco's again.