A Darker Future

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not my idea. The plot to have him as Voldemort's hot momma is though (wiggles eyebrows)

Author Note: No more cliffie! WARNING Still hot man sex in action! Yaoi fans bring buckets for drool and don't read in public...

Chapter 4

"Oh yes Harry! What is worse is that you don't even know the best part yet!" Voldemort said as he removed his gloves. "This aphrodisiac is called Devils Hand and do you know why Harry?" Voldemort moved forward and leaned until Harry and him were face to face. Harry turned even more red as he turned his head to the side to hide his blush as Voldemort leaned in to whisper. "Because after absorbed, no one, not you or even the devil himself will be able to get you off Harry. You are well and truly mine as soon as I make you come!" Harry's eyes widened as a tongue traced the shell of his ear. "The first person in contact with your skin; cover you with come, lick you or fist you will activate the aphrodisiac. It's magical Harry. It excites the nerve ends only for one person and from now on it will only work for me."

"No!" Harry tried to head butt Voldemort but the infuriating man had already pulled away. With an evil smirk on his face, Voldemort reached behind him and pulled out a large ring. It was an obsidian color and seemed to be carved in the image of a snake. Harry watched as Voldemort undid the clasp with magic and fastened it the same way to the base of Harry's penis. "Get it off you evil git!"

"Now, now no need for name calling love." Voldemort purred. "I think that's long enough. Let's start small shall we?" A cleansing charm swept over Harry and removed the excess cream. Harry watched as Voldemort removed his gloves and tossed them aside. Holding his hands above Harry's hips he told him to brace himself as he moved in for the kill.

'He's burning me!' Harry shrieked as the Devils Hand activated where ever Voldemort touched. Harry's hips where traced first, Then when the burning subsided he moved to Harry's inner thighs and began to stroke. It was unbearable!

"Stop! No more!" Harry cried out through his tears. Voldemort continued petting as he leaned closer to Harry's throbbing erection.

"Shhhh! Just a little more. I can see the magic taking effect." With that Voldemort gently cradled Harry's testicles and deep throated him, all the way down. Harry screamed and writhed as long and loud as he could. The pain was so bad he thought he would die from it, wished he could die from it.

'God please just let me die!' It was about thirty seconds of pain before something happened. The burning began to fade and something else took it's place. Voldemort held his position until Harry had stopped screaming like a banshee. If the text was right, now would be the time to start sucking with enthusiasm. Harry had became super aware of everything as the pain faded. Every touch, every breeze against his thigh and now every roll of Voldemort's fingers and lick of his tongue had new meaning... and indescribable pleasure.

"Ah. ah, Ah. AH. AH. AH!" Voldemort could feel new magic invading the air as he continued to suck on Harry. But Harry couldn't come yet, oh no. Not until Voldemort was inside him could he come, hence the cock ring. Who knew muggles could be so wonderfully wicked and solve a problem for him? Harry's cries of pleasure became louder the longer Voldemort sucked but he still couldn't come. It was becoming painful. Then Voldemort stopped. Harry pulled at his restraints as Voldemort snatched his wand for another spell.

"Mina Calvus." Harry felt a tingling and looked down to see that aside from his head, there was no hair on his body. Harry's shriek of denial turned into a shriek of outrage. Hands shifted to the insides of Harry's thighs as Voldemort gently mouthed his balls.

"Ngh!" Harry shudder and tried to fight the building pleasure. The aphrodisiac did it's job well, and Harry could feel his first orgasm coming. Voldemort chuckled as Harry's balls tightened close to his body. Voldemort hand's left the now tingling inner thighs and hip to the untouched base of Harry's erection. Harry screamed as pain and pleasure mixed as Voldemort lapped at the underside of his erection with his tongue. When the urge to come had passed, Voldemort's hands left and tipped Harry's bottom up so he could lick along the crevice between balls and filled pucker. Harry clenched his fists at the new pain.

"Now how is this doing?" Voldemort flicked the end of the toy still spreading Harry wide open. "Let me take a closer look." Voldemort leaned in to lap around the ring of red, hot stretched muscle. The pain seemed to be ten times worse than the cream pain and Harry screeched. Voldemort pulled back licking his lips. "Not yet? Oh well. I suppose I can play a little longer." Voldemort picked up his wand again. "Contrudere." Harry shrieked in pain anew as the toy began to move again. This time it instead of forward, the applicator began to thrust in and out. Harry's opening muscles didn't want to stretch long enough to let the 3 inch width through, so the thrusts to get out became harder than the ones to go in.

"Stop it! It's going to tear me apart!" Voldemort simply lay alongside of Harry with his head propped on his elbow so he could watch. Harry could feel the pressure to go out increase with every thrust. A few thrusts later and the muscle gave way. With a slurp the toy came out and then pushed back it. With a slytherin smirk, Voldemort got up and began to take stock of what he had touched. A hand trailed Harry's hips to his inner thighs, sacks to his penis. Once he was satisfied that the entire pelvic region had been touch he remember Harry's nippled. Crawling like a cat up the side of Harry's body, Voldemort stopped and latched his mouth onto Harry's right nipple while his hand played with the other one. They both instantly pebbled.

"Mmmm you are very responsive my sweet." Voldemort whispered into Harry's nipple as he kissed and licked his way over to the left one. Voldemort listened to Harry's pain filled gasps with little guilt and he continued to torture the boys nipples and penis. Harry was in a new world of pain and pleasure. After the initial 30 seconds of pain in his nipples, it rapidly dwindled into pleasure that shot straight to his groin. The applicator thrusting in his ass now came out half way and thrust in sharply was the only pain Harry now felt.

"Ngh! AH! AH! Hah!" Harry couldn't speak. Only pant and moan in pleasure or pain as the sensations began to build again. The longer Voldemort played with a body part that touched the cream, the more sensitive it became. It also happened that no matter how long Voldemort left them alone, it seemed that when he came back it was like he never left. The sensation's began to build up and accumulate again but the cock ring thwarted any chance at orgasm. Then the petting stopped as Voldemort moved away. Harry didn't know whether to cry in relief or frustration. By now, the sex toy in his ass was thrusting in and out rapidly, going only until the tip was in and then quickly nestled back in.

"I think that's quite enough." Voldemort flipped Harry back onto the pile of pillows again without stopping his thrust spell. A quick spell had the pillows arranging themselves so that Harry's hard cock had no friction to rub up against and that his ass was still high up in the air. Voldemort watched the repeating pattern that the applicator had fallen into. Slide out slowly. Stop until tip is left in. Thrust in quickly. Stop. Repeat. Harry was embarrassed beyond recognition as Voldemort opened his butt cheeks wider so he could watch better. After a few very uncomfortable minutes for Harry and very arousing for Voldemort, a clock chimed in the room.

"Bing!Bong!Bing!Bong!Bing!Bong!Bing!Bong!Bing!Bong!Bing!Bong!" It was twelve midnight. Voldemort took a deep breath and smiled wickedly as he lifted his wand and dagger.

"Conquiesco!" With that spell the movement in Harry's ass ceased and Voldemort took out the applicator. "Abstineo." was another spell Harry didn't recognize or see the effects of. Then the chanting started. Harry weakly tried to struggle away from Voldemort. It would be the same as last time!

"No please no!" Harry protested weakly. Being tortured and pleasured had taken a lot of energy out of Harry but he would still fight if there was a chance. Voldemort hushed and held onto Harry's right hip.

"It's alright little one. This will hurt for only a minute. Then we have the rest of our eternal lives to pleasure each other." With a quick knick on his thumb, Voldemort began to write runes on Harry's back.

"You're crazy!" Harry croaked. Voldemort paused for a moment then continued with the blood runes. When he was finished a glow came from underneath the bed. The chanting became louder in Harry's ears.

"Only for you Harry." Voldemort whispered as he pushed aside Harry's buttocks to reveal the winking red treasure he coveted for so long. Voldemort had cast Abstineo to hold off his orgasm so he could be inside Harry long enough for it to feel good. The arsehole was red and clenching, spasming to the rhythm of the earlier abuse it had taken. Voldemort had oiled himself in preparation to enter while watching earlier. It was time. Voldemort took himself in hand and lined them up. With one hand spreading Harry, the other guided Voldemort's impressively sized cock in.

"No! Ngh!" At first Harry felt the blunt tip prodding at his entrance. It nudged and pushed until it made it's way past Harry's abused entrance and in with a slurp. That's when the pain started. Harry shrieked to the heavens and mentally prayed that he would die so the pain would stop. Harry wondered why he hadn't passed out from the pain as Voldemort carefully inched in. Voldemort was hard, huge and unbelievably hot. It added to the pain as he slid in inch by agonizing inch. Harry felt every single millimeter Voldemort pushed in because of the aphrodisiac activating. When Harry felt Voldemort's pubic hair touch his ass, he knew that he was almost in. The chanting had become louder.

"Harry." Voldemort gasped and pushed the last of himself in, he smiled. Voldemort was finally where he belonged. In a few short minutes he would be forever young in the prime of his life with eternal life. "Initium." Harry gave a silent scream as the aphrodisiac pain took it's zenith and then suddenly stop. Harry lay panting on the bed as Voldemort leaned forward and squirmed to get inside Harry even more. With a whispered kiss on the back of Harry's neck Voldemort said the words that would activate the second part of the secret of liquid Devils Hand; the power to control the muscles underneath, spoken of course by parseltongue. "Massage me" Voldemort hissed then howled as Harry clenched around him.

"AH!!!" Liquid pleasure filled Harry as Voldemort hissed the command. Harry couldn't believe that he had the power to tighten his muscles that way with something so big and hard inside of him. Then Voldemort moved. Harry began to howl as pleasure struck though him like lightening. If Harry didn't have a cock ring on, he would have come on the first thrust. Never mind the second, or the third. It was also like the cream; every time was better than the last, he was more sensitive more aroused. The tears that ran down Harry's face where ones of pleasure and pain. Harry was about to explode.

"Harry." Voldemort whispered. The boy was so tight, so warm! The pleasure Voldemort had with others before would never measure up to this. Could never. Harry arched as Voldemort hit the spot he had been searching for all this time and screamed with no sound. Voldemort had found Harry's prostate and the walls surrounding Voldemort tried to separate his cock from his body by squeezing. Hard! It was all at once that Voldemort lost his control and began to thrust quickly, relishing in Harry's screams of pleasure.

“AH, AH,AH!” Forget exploding, Harry was about to go off in a planet sized inferno. Every hit that the dark lord made on his prostate shook his body in ecstasy, not to mention the bed. Strong hands held him in place as a excruciating tempo built. A coil that was so tightly strung due to denied orgasms was about to burst in Harry's gut cock ring or not. Then, Voldemort stopped. Harry howled in denial as he tried to move, but either forward or backwards was not an option for Harry.

“Bond of flesh. Hear me. Ancient Magic. For eternity!” Voldemort hissed in choked parseltongue. A white glow surrounded the two occupants on the bed as the cock ring sprung free and the dark lord snapped his hips one last time and let go. Pleasure hit Harry so hard that he didn't have time to breath as the sound of something shattering echoed in his mind.

'He's killed me.' Was Harry's final thought before darkness took him. Voldemort took deep shuddering breaths as a shaking hand milked the boy through the rest of his orgasm. His own seed would be kept within Harry for a good long nine months. Voldemort grinned as the magical essence lingered in Harry was so strong that it was almost visible. The experimental potions the boy had been on since his slumber would ensure that. After all, the Dark Lord had to have an heir sometime.

'I'll have to thank Severus later. Maybe a new servant or a rare potion ingredient would do.' Voldemort eased himself out of Harry gently and quickly exchanged himself for a butt plug that was easily hidden in the folds of the bed. That taken care of, a few quick cleaning spells had both of them washed and dried on the spot. A few more had silk sheets replaced and turned down. Cradling Harry, Voldemort moved the sheets aside, climbed in and pulled the unresponsive boy with him. Back to front and a quick diagnostic spell reassured that his bonded was well but tired and most likely pregnant. Voldemort rubbed little circles over Harry's belly as if he could actually feel the baby already.

“Goodnight love. I'll sex you in the morning.” With a spell that released Harry's restraints, Voldemort tucked them both in and cuddled his once enemy turned lover.