Beauty's Beast (Sequel to Blind Beauty) COMPLETE
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
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Most Wolf
Chapter Number/Total: 6/24
Chapter Title: Most Wolf
Words: 1756 Words
Harry stopped in front of his bedroom door, taking a deep breath before he opened it and walked inside. Most people wouldn’t understand, but he looked forward to the way Draco lost control this time of the month. Blood play was normal for them, but on full moon, things often got rough enough that Harry took Healing and Blood Replenishing Potions the next day.
The moon was out and Draco had even opened the drapes so that it shone in the window. He had already stripped, waiting for his lover. Draco growled when the door opened and Harry had barely stepped inside before the other man started right for him.
The blond was at his "most wolf" Harry had ever seen -- eyes changed so much they no longer looked human. "Draco," he whispered, pressing himself against the door and watching him. He knew not to move too quickly when Draco was like this.
Draco pinned Harry face-first against the door, growling lowly as he pressed against his lover. He sniffed at Harry and frowned, making a face when he encountered the sour milk stain on the other man's shoulder. He huffed, pulling back enough to rip Harry's shirt down the back.
Harry closed his eyes, sighing softly when Draco began to rub against him. He gasped when Draco ripped the cloth and quickly unfastened his own jeans, pushing them and his shorts down before his lover ripped them apart as well. Harry had barely kicked them away when Draco picked him up and carried him over to the bed dropping him face down on it. Harry had been expecting it, so he managed to turn his head to the side so that he could breathe, his body already beginning to tremble from what was going to happen next.
Draco was growling, licking and nipping at the back of Harry's shoulders and neck while he rubbed his swollen cock against the man's arse.
Harry moaned softly, only pushing back a little against Draco, but leaving him to do the rest of the work because he knew what his lover wanted.
Draco rutted against Harry, cock sliding in the cleft of his lover's arse. He laid his claws on his lover's shoulders and then drew them down, opening small cuts down to his shoulder blades.
Swallowing a groan, Harry shuddered with pain/pleasure, his forehead pressed against the sheets below them.
Draco rubbed his face in the blood, smelling and licking it. He rotated his hips until the head of his cock caught against Harry's opening and then pushed inside him with a moan.
Harry’s breath caught in his throat as he felt Draco push inside. There wasn't much preparation, but Harry was used to it. He liked that burn and had learned how to relax into it.
Holding on to Harry's shoulder, Draco began rutting fast and hard, snarling as he did.
Harry had no choice but to lay there and take what Draco gave him, moaning in delight every time he felt his lover press against that spot inside him.
Draco's thrusts became erratic and hard while his growls became louder. Then he came, body spasming and his claws gripping Harry's flesh.
Harry shuddered along with Draco, but didn't come with him, his body twisting as he felt Draco's claws deeply pierce his skin.
Draco lay atop his lover's body, panting.
Harry licked his dry lips and sighed softly, his fingers loosening in the sheets. He hadn't even noticed that he was gripping them.
Licking at his lover's flesh, Draco cleaned the wounds with satisfied little grunts.
Harry's eyes slid closed, a happy noise bubbling up in his throat. He only shifted and hissed softly when a wound burned a little.
Draco began at his lover's shoulders, licking every wound down his back and then the unmarred skin of Harry's lower back. Then he had reached the inevitable cuts on Harry's hips.
Those made Harry really hiss, in both pain and pleasure, his hips rocking against the bed gently.
The blond cleaned every wound with his long tongue and then pulled apart Harry's arsecheeks and began to lick between them.
Harry moaned loudly, trying to get up on his knees and failing, only wanting to really be able to push back on Draco's tongue.
Draco licked the hole he had just been fucking, cleaning blood and come as he did.
Harry's fingers tightened in the sheets again as he began to rock harder, the pain in his hips combined with the delight of that tongue. "Yes, Draco ...."
Draco pressed his face in, licking and sucking, making wet noises as he did. Then he pressed his tongue inside his lover.
Harry cried out, pulling at the sheets as he arched sharply. "Fuck," he gasped, clenching around the tongue as if he wanted to pull it inside more.
Draco pulled back enough to speak. This close to the full moon, his voice was gravelly and it was hard to think. "Touch yourself," he growled.
Harry quickly lifted his hips as much as he could and moved his hand down to wrap around his cock, stroking himself. "Draco, do it again ...." He was so close.
Draco growled and pressed his tongue into his lover again, as deep as he could, wriggling it inside Harry. He loved the taste of his own seed inside of him. At other times of the month, he might not be willing to admit such a dirty thing pleased him.
It took Harry a few more quick strokes before he was coming hard, keening as he tensed up on the bed and then jerked.
Draco kept licking and sucking.
"Draco," Harry whimpered, collapsing back onto the bed, but unable to keep from shuddering as Draco continued.
Draco licked until Harry was as clean as he could get him. Then he pulled back and sat back on his knees. "Roll over," he told Harry.
Harry swallowed and did as he was told, beginning to feel slightly weak and tired from the pain and his intense orgasm.
Draco looked down at his naked lover and smiled, his teeth making it almost a grimace. He crouched over his lover and licked the come off Harry’s cock and belly, too.
A shiver went down Harry’s spine when he saw Draco's smile. He relaxed again, his eyes closing once he felt his tongue. Most of the wounds were on his back so he only felt them when he shifted.
Draco felt calmer now, though still aroused, and lifted his face to smile once more at Harry. There was blood on his chin and with the wolf-like teeth, the image would probably scare most people.
Harry licked his thumb and then reached to rub the blood off Draco's chin, grinning back. "Messy beast," he mumbled.
Draco captured his lover's thumb with his mouth, sharp teeth holding him in place while his tongue licked.
Harry shifted and sat up, running his other hand through Draco's hair. His wand was probably in the mess that was his clothes, so he guessed he'd have to wait to heal his wounds.
Draco released his lover's thumb and climbed up his body, on hands and knees over Harry as he leaned down to kiss him.
Harry was forced to lie back down as they kissed, his arms sliding around Draco and holding him close.
Draco shivered, arousal twitching against Harry's stomach as he kissed his lover.
Harry reached in between them and wrapped his fingers around Draco's cock, stroking him even as they continued to kiss.
Draco broke the kiss long enough to growl against Harry's lips. "More!" He didn't know if Harry was ready for round two but he certainly was.
Harry gripped him tightly, looking up into Draco's eyes. "More?" he asked, spreading his legs and arching up against his lover to encourage him.
When Draco felt his lover was aroused again he grinned. Harry was still slick from earlier, and Draco wasted no time pushing into him again and shuddering with pleasure. Unlike the frantic pace of earlier, he rocked to a slow, deep rhythm.
Harry moved with him, wrapping his legs around Draco's hips. "Oh, Draco," he moaned, clenching around him thankfully.
"Harry," Draco gasped, rotating his hips and moaning in delight as he felt his cock sliding deep into his lover.
Harry whimpered and gripped the sheets, feeling Draco's cock brush against that spot with every thrust. "Love this ...."
"Love ... you," Draco growled, picking up the pace now. The bed rocked and squeaked with his thrusts and he held on to Harry's hips again.
"Yes," Harry hissed, groaning when he felt Draco's claws again. "Harder, please .... "
In this state, Draco would have had a difficult time holding back as it was. With his lover's urgings, he dug his claws into Harry's flesh again and began pounding into him, their flesh making a slapping noise as he fucked Harry.
Harry cried out at Draco's sudden change in pace, gritting his teeth and just holding on as he was pushed closer to the edge.
Draco bent, licking and nipping at Harry's neck until he reached his peak. Then he sunk his teeth into Harry's flesh as he growled, cock spasming inside his lover.
It was the bite that made Harry cry out once again, jerking and clenching around Draco as he came for the second time that night.
Harry's body spasmed around and under Draco, blood filling his mouth, and he was completely unable to do anything but hang on and enjoy the intense pleasure that came from the sensations.
"God," Harry gasped, swallowing to wet his dry throat as he panted.
Draco released his bite and licked the wound, feeling such amazing contentment. His cock remained hard longer than a human's and he didn't withdraw from his lover's body.
The bite on his neck stung when Draco licked at it, but other than that it was fine. "Mm, love you," Harry whispered a little tiredly.
Eventually, Draco was calm enough and withdrew from Harry's body. "Yes, love you," he agreed before crawling down to lick the hip wounds from his claws. It wasn't just that he enjoyed the taste. He also knew it helped Harry heal.
Harry sighed again and turned on his side, letting Draco lick at the wounds as he relaxed on the bed.
Draco finally settled down on the bed, curling possessively around his lover's body. "My beauty," he whispered.
Harry smiled and snuggled back against Draco, feeling safe and secure. "My beast."
Chapter Title: Most Wolf
Words: 1756 Words
Harry stopped in front of his bedroom door, taking a deep breath before he opened it and walked inside. Most people wouldn’t understand, but he looked forward to the way Draco lost control this time of the month. Blood play was normal for them, but on full moon, things often got rough enough that Harry took Healing and Blood Replenishing Potions the next day.
The moon was out and Draco had even opened the drapes so that it shone in the window. He had already stripped, waiting for his lover. Draco growled when the door opened and Harry had barely stepped inside before the other man started right for him.
The blond was at his "most wolf" Harry had ever seen -- eyes changed so much they no longer looked human. "Draco," he whispered, pressing himself against the door and watching him. He knew not to move too quickly when Draco was like this.
Draco pinned Harry face-first against the door, growling lowly as he pressed against his lover. He sniffed at Harry and frowned, making a face when he encountered the sour milk stain on the other man's shoulder. He huffed, pulling back enough to rip Harry's shirt down the back.
Harry closed his eyes, sighing softly when Draco began to rub against him. He gasped when Draco ripped the cloth and quickly unfastened his own jeans, pushing them and his shorts down before his lover ripped them apart as well. Harry had barely kicked them away when Draco picked him up and carried him over to the bed dropping him face down on it. Harry had been expecting it, so he managed to turn his head to the side so that he could breathe, his body already beginning to tremble from what was going to happen next.
Draco was growling, licking and nipping at the back of Harry's shoulders and neck while he rubbed his swollen cock against the man's arse.
Harry moaned softly, only pushing back a little against Draco, but leaving him to do the rest of the work because he knew what his lover wanted.
Draco rutted against Harry, cock sliding in the cleft of his lover's arse. He laid his claws on his lover's shoulders and then drew them down, opening small cuts down to his shoulder blades.
Swallowing a groan, Harry shuddered with pain/pleasure, his forehead pressed against the sheets below them.
Draco rubbed his face in the blood, smelling and licking it. He rotated his hips until the head of his cock caught against Harry's opening and then pushed inside him with a moan.
Harry’s breath caught in his throat as he felt Draco push inside. There wasn't much preparation, but Harry was used to it. He liked that burn and had learned how to relax into it.
Holding on to Harry's shoulder, Draco began rutting fast and hard, snarling as he did.
Harry had no choice but to lay there and take what Draco gave him, moaning in delight every time he felt his lover press against that spot inside him.
Draco's thrusts became erratic and hard while his growls became louder. Then he came, body spasming and his claws gripping Harry's flesh.
Harry shuddered along with Draco, but didn't come with him, his body twisting as he felt Draco's claws deeply pierce his skin.
Draco lay atop his lover's body, panting.
Harry licked his dry lips and sighed softly, his fingers loosening in the sheets. He hadn't even noticed that he was gripping them.
Licking at his lover's flesh, Draco cleaned the wounds with satisfied little grunts.
Harry's eyes slid closed, a happy noise bubbling up in his throat. He only shifted and hissed softly when a wound burned a little.
Draco began at his lover's shoulders, licking every wound down his back and then the unmarred skin of Harry's lower back. Then he had reached the inevitable cuts on Harry's hips.
Those made Harry really hiss, in both pain and pleasure, his hips rocking against the bed gently.
The blond cleaned every wound with his long tongue and then pulled apart Harry's arsecheeks and began to lick between them.
Harry moaned loudly, trying to get up on his knees and failing, only wanting to really be able to push back on Draco's tongue.
Draco licked the hole he had just been fucking, cleaning blood and come as he did.
Harry's fingers tightened in the sheets again as he began to rock harder, the pain in his hips combined with the delight of that tongue. "Yes, Draco ...."
Draco pressed his face in, licking and sucking, making wet noises as he did. Then he pressed his tongue inside his lover.
Harry cried out, pulling at the sheets as he arched sharply. "Fuck," he gasped, clenching around the tongue as if he wanted to pull it inside more.
Draco pulled back enough to speak. This close to the full moon, his voice was gravelly and it was hard to think. "Touch yourself," he growled.
Harry quickly lifted his hips as much as he could and moved his hand down to wrap around his cock, stroking himself. "Draco, do it again ...." He was so close.
Draco growled and pressed his tongue into his lover again, as deep as he could, wriggling it inside Harry. He loved the taste of his own seed inside of him. At other times of the month, he might not be willing to admit such a dirty thing pleased him.
It took Harry a few more quick strokes before he was coming hard, keening as he tensed up on the bed and then jerked.
Draco kept licking and sucking.
"Draco," Harry whimpered, collapsing back onto the bed, but unable to keep from shuddering as Draco continued.
Draco licked until Harry was as clean as he could get him. Then he pulled back and sat back on his knees. "Roll over," he told Harry.
Harry swallowed and did as he was told, beginning to feel slightly weak and tired from the pain and his intense orgasm.
Draco looked down at his naked lover and smiled, his teeth making it almost a grimace. He crouched over his lover and licked the come off Harry’s cock and belly, too.
A shiver went down Harry’s spine when he saw Draco's smile. He relaxed again, his eyes closing once he felt his tongue. Most of the wounds were on his back so he only felt them when he shifted.
Draco felt calmer now, though still aroused, and lifted his face to smile once more at Harry. There was blood on his chin and with the wolf-like teeth, the image would probably scare most people.
Harry licked his thumb and then reached to rub the blood off Draco's chin, grinning back. "Messy beast," he mumbled.
Draco captured his lover's thumb with his mouth, sharp teeth holding him in place while his tongue licked.
Harry shifted and sat up, running his other hand through Draco's hair. His wand was probably in the mess that was his clothes, so he guessed he'd have to wait to heal his wounds.
Draco released his lover's thumb and climbed up his body, on hands and knees over Harry as he leaned down to kiss him.
Harry was forced to lie back down as they kissed, his arms sliding around Draco and holding him close.
Draco shivered, arousal twitching against Harry's stomach as he kissed his lover.
Harry reached in between them and wrapped his fingers around Draco's cock, stroking him even as they continued to kiss.
Draco broke the kiss long enough to growl against Harry's lips. "More!" He didn't know if Harry was ready for round two but he certainly was.
Harry gripped him tightly, looking up into Draco's eyes. "More?" he asked, spreading his legs and arching up against his lover to encourage him.
When Draco felt his lover was aroused again he grinned. Harry was still slick from earlier, and Draco wasted no time pushing into him again and shuddering with pleasure. Unlike the frantic pace of earlier, he rocked to a slow, deep rhythm.
Harry moved with him, wrapping his legs around Draco's hips. "Oh, Draco," he moaned, clenching around him thankfully.
"Harry," Draco gasped, rotating his hips and moaning in delight as he felt his cock sliding deep into his lover.
Harry whimpered and gripped the sheets, feeling Draco's cock brush against that spot with every thrust. "Love this ...."
"Love ... you," Draco growled, picking up the pace now. The bed rocked and squeaked with his thrusts and he held on to Harry's hips again.
"Yes," Harry hissed, groaning when he felt Draco's claws again. "Harder, please .... "
In this state, Draco would have had a difficult time holding back as it was. With his lover's urgings, he dug his claws into Harry's flesh again and began pounding into him, their flesh making a slapping noise as he fucked Harry.
Harry cried out at Draco's sudden change in pace, gritting his teeth and just holding on as he was pushed closer to the edge.
Draco bent, licking and nipping at Harry's neck until he reached his peak. Then he sunk his teeth into Harry's flesh as he growled, cock spasming inside his lover.
It was the bite that made Harry cry out once again, jerking and clenching around Draco as he came for the second time that night.
Harry's body spasmed around and under Draco, blood filling his mouth, and he was completely unable to do anything but hang on and enjoy the intense pleasure that came from the sensations.
"God," Harry gasped, swallowing to wet his dry throat as he panted.
Draco released his bite and licked the wound, feeling such amazing contentment. His cock remained hard longer than a human's and he didn't withdraw from his lover's body.
The bite on his neck stung when Draco licked at it, but other than that it was fine. "Mm, love you," Harry whispered a little tiredly.
Eventually, Draco was calm enough and withdrew from Harry's body. "Yes, love you," he agreed before crawling down to lick the hip wounds from his claws. It wasn't just that he enjoyed the taste. He also knew it helped Harry heal.
Harry sighed again and turned on his side, letting Draco lick at the wounds as he relaxed on the bed.
Draco finally settled down on the bed, curling possessively around his lover's body. "My beauty," he whispered.
Harry smiled and snuggled back against Draco, feeling safe and secure. "My beast."