Beauty's Beast (Sequel to Blind Beauty) COMPLETE
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Wedding Feast
Chapter Number/Total: 24/24
Chapter Title: Wedding Feast
Words: 2105 Words
It had been a wonderful wedding -- even without a blow job in the bathroom. After so many years of fighting for the right to marry, it still felt dreamlike to realise he was actually married to his love, Harry. Now, Harry Potter-Malfoy -- his husband. He kept rolling the word around on his tongue. Who knew something like that would fascinate him so much?
A flurry of rice and then a quick Floo trip and now they were in the lovely little bed and breakfast inn that Remus and Tonks had arranged for them. He trusted them to keep the secret, but still had a tiny bit of worry that Fred and George would still have found the location somehow and set up some type of wedding night prank. The little old man who kept the place showed them to the bridal suite. Draco smiled when he saw someone had set up a wedding night buffet for them with foods and champagne. He had been so nervous and excited that he hadn't eaten much that day, especially during the reception when cake and champagne had been most of what he remembered eating.
As much as he loved the wedding, Harry was glad to finally have some time alone with Draco. His husband. It was honestly hard to believe how far they had come to get to this point, but it was amazing to finally be here. The wedding suite was beautiful and he stopped by the buffet, looking towards Draco. He knew the other man hadn't eaten all day. He had to admit that he hadn't eaten much either.
"Do you want to eat first?" Harry asked, wondering if they could manage that much longer without shagging.
The words made Draco smirk, quickly turning suggestive in his mind. Oh, he wanted to eat all right. He sauntered up to the buffet, looking it over and then back to Harry, his gaze going up and down his lover's body in the same way it had done the food.
"I guess that's a no?" Harry asked, slowly smirking as well. "We can always save it until after ...."
"Or between," Draco suggested, reaching out a clawed hand to tug at the bow tie at Harry's neck, letting it slip its knot and then pulling it free.
"In between?" Harry asked curiously, raising an eyebrow and letting the bow tie drop to the floor. He reached up to pull off Draco's as well, grinning.
"Yes, because I intend to not leave this room until we are well and truly sated in every way possible," Draco promised, shivering in anticipation as Harry began to unbutton his shirt.
"I like the sound of that," Harry murmured, pressing his hands over Draco's chest as he pulled the shirt off completely.
Draco grinned and reached out and, not bothering with the buttons, he took the edges of Harry's shirt and ripped them apart, buttons flying and fabric tearing. "Been wanting to do that all day," he admitted, furred backs of his hands then teasing Harry's nipples.
Harry gasped as he let his shirt fall to the floor, his eyes wide. No matter how many times Draco would do it, he'd always react the same way. "Yeah, I could tell. We couldn't have a quickie in the bathroom like usual," he murmured, biting his lip as he looked up at Draco.
"You are so beautiful," Draco said, wonder in his voice. "I can never look at you without aching to touch you, wanting you." Lightening fast, he went from gentle words to grabbing his lover with both hands, one around his waist and the other cupping his head as he kissed him, bodies pressed together now.
Harry's moan was muffled against Draco's lips, his arms sliding around Draco's body. He wanted to show him just how much he loved him, desired him and was thankful for their life together.
Draco's claws combed through his lover's long black hair, trailing down until they also ran down the skin of Harry's back -- hard enough to scratch but not enough to open the skin, yet.
Harry shivered, his back arching at the feeling. "Draco," he whispered, obviously wanting more than what he was getting. "Don't stop there."
"No, never stop," Draco whispered, nipping at Harry's chin and then neck, leaving marks along his jawline and licking at tiny droplets of blood left from his teeth. "Remove our trousers," he growled.
Harry quickly pulled off his first before tugging at Draco's. Once they were naked, he grinned up at Draco before launching himself at his husband, practically jumping on him as he wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him hard.
Draco chuckled into that kiss, hands clutching the arse of the man now clinging to him. He staggered back, falling on to the bed with Harry atop him.
Harry couldn't stop kissing him, shifting on top of Draco. "God," he gasped, kissing along his jaw. He nipped and licked at the skin, moving down his neck. "You make me so hot."
"Yes, my beauty, so hot," Draco gasped and drew his claws up Harry's arse and then his back.
Harry moved back up, kissing all around Draco's face as he began to thrust against Draco's stomach. "Use them," he whispered, pressing back against the claws.
"Ride me while I do," Draco gasped, the feel of Harry's arse sliding over his cock felt fantastic.
"Need lube," Harry whispered, looking around quickly for his wand. He remembered that it was in his trousers and he Summoned it, catching it. He whispered the charm, reaching back to quickly prepare himself.
Draco's claws rested on Harry's thighs as he watched his lover reaching to press slick fingers into himself. His own cock was throbbing with need.
When Harry felt that he was prepared enough for Draco he turned to spread the lubricant over his lover as well. He moved up to position himself and then quickly pressed down on him, crying out in pleasure.
"Fuck, yes," Draco growled, thrusting up hard into Harry, claws digging into the flesh of his husband's thighs.
"Yes," Harry hissed, finally getting what he wanted. He didn't waste any time before moving, riding Draco as hard as he could, feeling the blood run from the cuts that were made.
Draco growled, reaching both claws up to rake down Harry's chest, the blood dripping on them both as Harry writhed on top of him.
Harry shuddered hard, throwing his head back as he lost himself in his love making. "I love you, I love you," he gasped over and over again, feeling close.
"Oh, yes," Draco gasped, "fucking love you, more than anything or anyone."
Harry reached to stroke himself, his cock slick with both lube and blood that had dripped onto it. He only needed a few strokes before he was coming hard, screaming Draco's name.
Draco held Harry's hips now, holding him in place, claws digging into flesh, while he continued to thrust up into him for another minute as he came with a howl.
Harry cried out softly when Draco came, reaching up to run his own hands over the cuts that were made on his chest. The pain sent little jolts through his body, seeming to intensify and prolong his pleasure.
Draco pulled him down, rubbing his face in the blood, still making growling noises as he licked the cuts on Harry's chest.
"Draco," Harry panted, his eyes falling shut as he trembled in pleasure.
"Tasty," Draco growled, cleaning the come and blood from his lover's body, rolling over to lay him back while he licked every scratch.
Harry just lay back on the bed and let Draco clean him up, still recovering from the intensity of his orgasm.
"Hungry now?" Draco laughed, sitting back and licking his own lips after he had finished licking his husband.
Harry couldn't help but laugh, opening his eyes to look up at Draco. "You should be full, though."
"Oh, that was just the appetizer," Draco said, rolling off the bed and picking up a Treacle Tart. "We have this place for three days if we want."
Harry reached for his wand and quickly healed all his wounds before he got up as well, waving his wand at the bed to clean up the blood. "Only three days?" he asked, walking over to pick up one of the pastries.
Draco held the one in his hand to feed Harry.
Harry raised an eyebrow and leaned forward to bite into it, holding up the one in his hand for Draco to eat. They fed each other the sweets, laughing as sauce from the treat dribbled down their chins. Harry reached to swipe a bit of the sauce off of Draco's chin, licking it off. "So, what do you think we should do next as a married couple?" he asked, smiling at him. "Besides more shagging."
"Besides covering you with food and eating it off you?" Draco asked, drawing his lover into his arms.
"Yeah, besides that, too," Harry laughed, letting Draco pull him close.
"Plan the next hundred years together," Draco whispered, licking sauce and crumbs from Harry's lips and chins.
"Mm, yeah," Harry murmured, kissing Draco a few times. "I was also thinking ..."
"About?" Draco asked, pulling Harry to sit down on the bed with him, still holding and petting him.
Harry took a deep breath before continuing. "Maybe you'd like to adopt a child of our own."
Draco's eyes widened and his hands stilled as he thought about that. "You want to adopt?"
"I think we are ready for own family now," Harry said softly, smiling again.
"Now that we are married?" Draco asked, smiling.
"Now that we're married," Harry replied, looking down at their rings. "So, what do you think?"
Years ago, Draco would have argued he would make a terrible father and be a danger to children. Now he was the Godfather of half a dozen children and had helped raise Elise and Veronica. He caressed Harry's face with the back of his hand. "We just might be good at that," he admitted with a smile.
"Really?" Harry asked, turning to grin happily at Draco. "Oh, it'll be great!" He wrapped his arms around Draco and hugged him tightly, already thinking about how their family would be. The family he had always wanted.
Draco felt his heart swell with joy, loving that he could please Harry. "You are my family, but I think we have enough love to share."
"More than enough," Harry said as he pulled back, looking into Draco's eyes. “Thank you.”
Draco's eyes widened then and he refocused on Harry's ... hair. "Oh, fuck," he gasped.
Harry frowned, giving Draco a strange look. "What?" he asked, then frowned and leaned in closer to his husband. There was something in Draco's hair ....
Draco reached his hand out, tugging on a piece of Harry's hair and then looking down and realising it wasn't just the hair on the top of the man's head. "Harry, your hair is ... red, a candy apple red."
"What!" Harry quickly looked down at his body, his eyes widening. "Fuck ..." But there was something else that grabbed his attention, making him slowly look up Draco's furry body. "... And your hair is green!"
Draco looked down and, sure enough, all the hair on his body was bright green -- and he had a lot of body hair. "Hell, they got us didn't they?" he said, shaking his head.
Harry grinned and laughed before he could help it, much too happy to even begin to be mad at Fred and George. "Should've known they'd try something," he said, running a hand through his long hair so that some fell over his eyes.
"They must have put it in the food. I am so going to have to get Fred and George back," Draco said. The Weasley twins had even used the first potion Draco ever invented for the shop. He sighed, even the hair under his arms had turned green. "Bloody wankers."
"Oh, but this is how they show their love," Harry said, throwing his arms around Draco's neck again. "You don't look so bad with it though, makes you seem ... sweeter."
Draco arched a now green eyebrow at this lover. "Oh, and I do like you in red," he said licking his lips and drawing a nail suggestively down Harry's chin. "You are delicious, my beauty."
"My love, my beast," Harry whispered, closing his eyes at the touch.
"My love, my beauty," Draco smiled, leaning in to nip his husband.
[You have reached the end of Beauty's Beast. We hope you have enjoyed it. Your comments/reviews are appreciated. We may have a third volume in this series, Beauty's Child. There is also a yahoo groups mailing list with updates about current and future writings by Slashpervert and co-authors. Feel free to sign up at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/slashpervert_fiction/ .]
Chapter Title: Wedding Feast
Words: 2105 Words
It had been a wonderful wedding -- even without a blow job in the bathroom. After so many years of fighting for the right to marry, it still felt dreamlike to realise he was actually married to his love, Harry. Now, Harry Potter-Malfoy -- his husband. He kept rolling the word around on his tongue. Who knew something like that would fascinate him so much?
A flurry of rice and then a quick Floo trip and now they were in the lovely little bed and breakfast inn that Remus and Tonks had arranged for them. He trusted them to keep the secret, but still had a tiny bit of worry that Fred and George would still have found the location somehow and set up some type of wedding night prank. The little old man who kept the place showed them to the bridal suite. Draco smiled when he saw someone had set up a wedding night buffet for them with foods and champagne. He had been so nervous and excited that he hadn't eaten much that day, especially during the reception when cake and champagne had been most of what he remembered eating.
As much as he loved the wedding, Harry was glad to finally have some time alone with Draco. His husband. It was honestly hard to believe how far they had come to get to this point, but it was amazing to finally be here. The wedding suite was beautiful and he stopped by the buffet, looking towards Draco. He knew the other man hadn't eaten all day. He had to admit that he hadn't eaten much either.
"Do you want to eat first?" Harry asked, wondering if they could manage that much longer without shagging.
The words made Draco smirk, quickly turning suggestive in his mind. Oh, he wanted to eat all right. He sauntered up to the buffet, looking it over and then back to Harry, his gaze going up and down his lover's body in the same way it had done the food.
"I guess that's a no?" Harry asked, slowly smirking as well. "We can always save it until after ...."
"Or between," Draco suggested, reaching out a clawed hand to tug at the bow tie at Harry's neck, letting it slip its knot and then pulling it free.
"In between?" Harry asked curiously, raising an eyebrow and letting the bow tie drop to the floor. He reached up to pull off Draco's as well, grinning.
"Yes, because I intend to not leave this room until we are well and truly sated in every way possible," Draco promised, shivering in anticipation as Harry began to unbutton his shirt.
"I like the sound of that," Harry murmured, pressing his hands over Draco's chest as he pulled the shirt off completely.
Draco grinned and reached out and, not bothering with the buttons, he took the edges of Harry's shirt and ripped them apart, buttons flying and fabric tearing. "Been wanting to do that all day," he admitted, furred backs of his hands then teasing Harry's nipples.
Harry gasped as he let his shirt fall to the floor, his eyes wide. No matter how many times Draco would do it, he'd always react the same way. "Yeah, I could tell. We couldn't have a quickie in the bathroom like usual," he murmured, biting his lip as he looked up at Draco.
"You are so beautiful," Draco said, wonder in his voice. "I can never look at you without aching to touch you, wanting you." Lightening fast, he went from gentle words to grabbing his lover with both hands, one around his waist and the other cupping his head as he kissed him, bodies pressed together now.
Harry's moan was muffled against Draco's lips, his arms sliding around Draco's body. He wanted to show him just how much he loved him, desired him and was thankful for their life together.
Draco's claws combed through his lover's long black hair, trailing down until they also ran down the skin of Harry's back -- hard enough to scratch but not enough to open the skin, yet.
Harry shivered, his back arching at the feeling. "Draco," he whispered, obviously wanting more than what he was getting. "Don't stop there."
"No, never stop," Draco whispered, nipping at Harry's chin and then neck, leaving marks along his jawline and licking at tiny droplets of blood left from his teeth. "Remove our trousers," he growled.
Harry quickly pulled off his first before tugging at Draco's. Once they were naked, he grinned up at Draco before launching himself at his husband, practically jumping on him as he wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him hard.
Draco chuckled into that kiss, hands clutching the arse of the man now clinging to him. He staggered back, falling on to the bed with Harry atop him.
Harry couldn't stop kissing him, shifting on top of Draco. "God," he gasped, kissing along his jaw. He nipped and licked at the skin, moving down his neck. "You make me so hot."
"Yes, my beauty, so hot," Draco gasped and drew his claws up Harry's arse and then his back.
Harry moved back up, kissing all around Draco's face as he began to thrust against Draco's stomach. "Use them," he whispered, pressing back against the claws.
"Ride me while I do," Draco gasped, the feel of Harry's arse sliding over his cock felt fantastic.
"Need lube," Harry whispered, looking around quickly for his wand. He remembered that it was in his trousers and he Summoned it, catching it. He whispered the charm, reaching back to quickly prepare himself.
Draco's claws rested on Harry's thighs as he watched his lover reaching to press slick fingers into himself. His own cock was throbbing with need.
When Harry felt that he was prepared enough for Draco he turned to spread the lubricant over his lover as well. He moved up to position himself and then quickly pressed down on him, crying out in pleasure.
"Fuck, yes," Draco growled, thrusting up hard into Harry, claws digging into the flesh of his husband's thighs.
"Yes," Harry hissed, finally getting what he wanted. He didn't waste any time before moving, riding Draco as hard as he could, feeling the blood run from the cuts that were made.
Draco growled, reaching both claws up to rake down Harry's chest, the blood dripping on them both as Harry writhed on top of him.
Harry shuddered hard, throwing his head back as he lost himself in his love making. "I love you, I love you," he gasped over and over again, feeling close.
"Oh, yes," Draco gasped, "fucking love you, more than anything or anyone."
Harry reached to stroke himself, his cock slick with both lube and blood that had dripped onto it. He only needed a few strokes before he was coming hard, screaming Draco's name.
Draco held Harry's hips now, holding him in place, claws digging into flesh, while he continued to thrust up into him for another minute as he came with a howl.
Harry cried out softly when Draco came, reaching up to run his own hands over the cuts that were made on his chest. The pain sent little jolts through his body, seeming to intensify and prolong his pleasure.
Draco pulled him down, rubbing his face in the blood, still making growling noises as he licked the cuts on Harry's chest.
"Draco," Harry panted, his eyes falling shut as he trembled in pleasure.
"Tasty," Draco growled, cleaning the come and blood from his lover's body, rolling over to lay him back while he licked every scratch.
Harry just lay back on the bed and let Draco clean him up, still recovering from the intensity of his orgasm.
"Hungry now?" Draco laughed, sitting back and licking his own lips after he had finished licking his husband.
Harry couldn't help but laugh, opening his eyes to look up at Draco. "You should be full, though."
"Oh, that was just the appetizer," Draco said, rolling off the bed and picking up a Treacle Tart. "We have this place for three days if we want."
Harry reached for his wand and quickly healed all his wounds before he got up as well, waving his wand at the bed to clean up the blood. "Only three days?" he asked, walking over to pick up one of the pastries.
Draco held the one in his hand to feed Harry.
Harry raised an eyebrow and leaned forward to bite into it, holding up the one in his hand for Draco to eat. They fed each other the sweets, laughing as sauce from the treat dribbled down their chins. Harry reached to swipe a bit of the sauce off of Draco's chin, licking it off. "So, what do you think we should do next as a married couple?" he asked, smiling at him. "Besides more shagging."
"Besides covering you with food and eating it off you?" Draco asked, drawing his lover into his arms.
"Yeah, besides that, too," Harry laughed, letting Draco pull him close.
"Plan the next hundred years together," Draco whispered, licking sauce and crumbs from Harry's lips and chins.
"Mm, yeah," Harry murmured, kissing Draco a few times. "I was also thinking ..."
"About?" Draco asked, pulling Harry to sit down on the bed with him, still holding and petting him.
Harry took a deep breath before continuing. "Maybe you'd like to adopt a child of our own."
Draco's eyes widened and his hands stilled as he thought about that. "You want to adopt?"
"I think we are ready for own family now," Harry said softly, smiling again.
"Now that we are married?" Draco asked, smiling.
"Now that we're married," Harry replied, looking down at their rings. "So, what do you think?"
Years ago, Draco would have argued he would make a terrible father and be a danger to children. Now he was the Godfather of half a dozen children and had helped raise Elise and Veronica. He caressed Harry's face with the back of his hand. "We just might be good at that," he admitted with a smile.
"Really?" Harry asked, turning to grin happily at Draco. "Oh, it'll be great!" He wrapped his arms around Draco and hugged him tightly, already thinking about how their family would be. The family he had always wanted.
Draco felt his heart swell with joy, loving that he could please Harry. "You are my family, but I think we have enough love to share."
"More than enough," Harry said as he pulled back, looking into Draco's eyes. “Thank you.”
Draco's eyes widened then and he refocused on Harry's ... hair. "Oh, fuck," he gasped.
Harry frowned, giving Draco a strange look. "What?" he asked, then frowned and leaned in closer to his husband. There was something in Draco's hair ....
Draco reached his hand out, tugging on a piece of Harry's hair and then looking down and realising it wasn't just the hair on the top of the man's head. "Harry, your hair is ... red, a candy apple red."
"What!" Harry quickly looked down at his body, his eyes widening. "Fuck ..." But there was something else that grabbed his attention, making him slowly look up Draco's furry body. "... And your hair is green!"
Draco looked down and, sure enough, all the hair on his body was bright green -- and he had a lot of body hair. "Hell, they got us didn't they?" he said, shaking his head.
Harry grinned and laughed before he could help it, much too happy to even begin to be mad at Fred and George. "Should've known they'd try something," he said, running a hand through his long hair so that some fell over his eyes.
"They must have put it in the food. I am so going to have to get Fred and George back," Draco said. The Weasley twins had even used the first potion Draco ever invented for the shop. He sighed, even the hair under his arms had turned green. "Bloody wankers."
"Oh, but this is how they show their love," Harry said, throwing his arms around Draco's neck again. "You don't look so bad with it though, makes you seem ... sweeter."
Draco arched a now green eyebrow at this lover. "Oh, and I do like you in red," he said licking his lips and drawing a nail suggestively down Harry's chin. "You are delicious, my beauty."
"My love, my beast," Harry whispered, closing his eyes at the touch.
"My love, my beauty," Draco smiled, leaning in to nip his husband.
[You have reached the end of Beauty's Beast. We hope you have enjoyed it. Your comments/reviews are appreciated. We may have a third volume in this series, Beauty's Child. There is also a yahoo groups mailing list with updates about current and future writings by Slashpervert and co-authors. Feel free to sign up at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/slashpervert_fiction/ .]