Furry Magic

Title: Furry Magic, chapter 28

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.


Amrys was up and away the instant the first \"no\" sounded.

Draco just lay trembling. Harry was bent over, his face next to his friend\'s. He squirmed around out of Kaithas\' hold and wrapped himself around Draco, feeling for the robes and tossing them to cover him.

\"I have to, I have to,\" Draco was crying as he said it. It was clear that his body and mind were of different views.

\"No you don\'t.\" Harry told him, stroking his soft blond hair. \"You don\'t have to.\"

\"Harry! I do need to. I can\'t explain....\" Draco rotated until they were plastered together front to front. His arms hugging tight to the other. \"It\'s only that I don\'t know what to expect.\"

\"Who would you trust to show you?\" Harry asked. \"Sometimes trust is more important than anything else. Perhaps for the first time...\" Draco shook his head against Harry\'s neck.

\"I...trust Amrys.\" He said. And he did. It was just having a man between his legs, knowing he was going to let the man into his body, let him penetrate him.... Well, it was harder than he expected to lay still and let it happen, that was all.

\"Not enough for this, Draco.\" Harry told him quietly.

\"I do. I just need to...it needs to be...different.\" Draco couldn\'t articulate exactly what he meant. He grimaced, \'way to go, Malfoy,\' he thought. \'You\'ve talked everyone else into it, now you can\'t go through with it. What are they going to think of you after this?\'

\"You can wait.\" Harry said.

\"Yes.\" It was Kaithas who spoke next. The bigger man was bent low over them. His eyes greatly concerned. \"This does not have to be done today. Tomorrow will do just as well, or the next day. Or next week. Do not force yourself. When the time is right...\"

\"No. No. I need to do it now, tonight. I\'ll be alright.\" Draco said, urgently. Kaithas and Harry, well really all the men in the room, were watching him with worry and caring. He resisted the urge to hide his blushing face.

Mantheer and Yaji watched, eyes both very sad. They wanted to save him from this, because it was hurting him, upsetting him. Yet, they would support him if he wished, standing by him as he met the obligations he chose to set for himself.

\"Fine. Let me help you?\" Harry said at last after the silence drew itself out long, becoming almost uncomfortable. Amrys was looking at Draco with wary eyes.

\"Please. I need to do this,\" Draco said again. This time he was looking back at Amrys, as if afraid the man would refuse to follow through.

\"I know. We\'ll get you through it. I promise.\" Harry reached out towards Mantheer and Yaji, beckoning them closer.

\"Get behind him. Hold him.\" Harry told the big man, Yaji, but he was surprised when Lucius was there instead, gently moving the guardian aside. Lucius scooped his son up, enfolding him in his sheltering arms, the red robes falling like weighted, scarlet water around them both. Draco held on like he needed an anchor in a storm, arms wound around his father\'s neck and upper body, his face buried in the sweet scented, flowing blond hair, so like his own.

\"We do not need to do this here.\" The king\'s silver gaze took in all those who stood around the throne. \"Come. If my Chosen can sleep in my bed, the heir can be conceived there.\" He strode out of the room, carrying the young man, his son, in his arms.


The king\'s room was quieter, even with the same number of people in it as had been in the arena. The feeling of intimacy and privacy was comforting, Draco instantly felt better as Lucius lay him on the bed furs, loosening his robes, spreading them out. He gestured to Mantheer and Yaji.

\"Change,\" the king said, and they obeyed. He beckoned the two furry were-leopards, one a bit lighter the other a bit darker, up onto the bed, to lay one on each side, so Draco was shielded, held without being held, embraced by warmth and security, by the two who had kept him safe all of his life. Nothing bad would happen while they were so close. Draco knew that. He began to relax, his hands filled with their fur, rubbing and holding, nervously.

\"Harry, Kaithas.\" Lucius called them and they moved up to the head of the bed. Harry grasped the hand Draco held up to him.

\"Is this better? Harry asked. And was relieved when the other young man nodded. Harry curled up around Draco\'s head, sliding effortlessly into mental contact with him. This time Draco was not frightened, he was ready, he did not resist the slow merging, it was not an invasion now. He expected it. It was familiar and he did not feel the need to flee or to resist.

There was not so much blinding brightness this time, rather a steady glow in his brain, and the shadow he associated with Kaithas, the Seer was more pervasive, modulating the brightness, making it bearable, using his skills to tame the awesome power of Potter to a tolerable level. Draco sighed. He almost didn\'t notice when Amrys joined him on the bed.

The pride\'s second rested his strong hands on Draco\'s thighs, patient, non-threatening, merely holding him, letting him adjust to the contact. It was better, Draco could do it like this. He let his legs fall open, meeting Amrys\' eyes. This man was the father of the heir. The Sire. Draco welcomed him, extending the hand that Harry wasn\'t holding. The relief on the older man\'s face was immediate. He smiled down.

Draco was aware of Harry\'s thoughts and memories as Amrys touched him. Harry was recalling how Lucius\' hands felt as they wandered over his body. His arousal at the memory was seeping into Draco\'s consciousness, warming him. He let Amrys touch him, spreading slickness, as Draco lay secure, safe between his leopard guardians.

\"Do you accept me?\" Amrys asked softly, leaning close. \"Will you?\"

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