Even Dark Lords Need Love
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Adult ++
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1
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2,021
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Even Dark Lords Need Love
Even Dark Lords Need Love
Written by Chibikan
I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR IT’S CHARACTERS. THIS FIC IS RATED NC-17 WHICH MEANS ADULT STUFF. ORAL, M/F
The Department of Mysteries mission had been a total fiasco, Voldemort decided. A total washout. He’d lost the prophecy, he’d failed to kill Harry Potter, again, and half of his men were imprisoned. Oh, yes, life sucked. He slumped into his easy chair by the fire. He was unaware that another was in the room. He didn’t hear the footsteps over his pounding head.
“Master…” Bellatrix cooed. “Please, forgive our incompetence. It was all our fault.” She was always quick to accept blame, knowing never to lay it on the Dark Lord himself.
Voldemort sighed. “Bella, leave me.”
But she didn’t, instead she let her hands move over his shoulders. They began to kneed the skin beneath them. He was about to tell her to leave again, but…”Oh Merlin, that feels good…” he moaned.
“That’s right Master, just relax. Bella will take good care of you.” Her voice was deep and smooth, like a good brandy. Her hands guided him to the floor so she could reach his back better. The muscles were all knotted up and he groaned in pain as she molded each one back to as it should be. Soon her hands were peeling off his long dark robes, revealing precious, vanilla ice cream skin. She loved vanilla ice cream. Slowly, Bella moved to the small of his back. “How does it feel Master,” she mewled, seductively in his ear. “You like this don’t you?” Yes she knew she was trailing on dangerous ground there, but at the moment, he was putty in her hands. “You like the way I touch you.”
Voldemort moaned, his pleasure controlling his response. “Oh yes, Bella, that’s it…” He was beginning to become aware of other things happening too. Things that hadn’t happened since he was a hormonal teenager. But at the moment, he couldn’t move, it felt too good. “Ohhhh more…”
“Yes, you like that. Let Bella make you feel good, Master.” Lestrange purred. “Bella can make you feel so much better.”
Conscious thought suddenly flooded back to him as he felt his body rolling over, of it’s own will. She was….massaging his chest now. He prayed that she wouldn’t notice what was happening under his robe at the pelvic region. Her hands moved in a rhythmic motion, like ripples on a pond. And it was causing a ripple effect inside him. “Bella….” he began as he felt her kiss his skin, starting at the nape of his neck. The only response was her lips covering his, her tongue begging entry, which he could only allow in this state. As her tongue wrestled with his, her hands continued, fondling the area where his cock was, not yet removing the fabric. Her hand rubbed the robe-covered penis. Her lips left his. “Bella, what are you doing?”
Bella grinned, “Shhh, Master, you want this…I want this…so why shouldn’t we take it?” She knew she had him cornered. He was powerless in this position. She removed the robe completely and rolled his balls in her hand, earning a throaty, lustful growl. She bent down to the uncovered cock and licked the tip, looking back to see his reaction.
“Continue…” he tried to order, but his need filled his voice more than he wanted it to.
She fulfilled his wish, taking him into her mouth completely. His white cock was large and hard, and the tip brushed the back of her throat with each thrust. His moans filled the parlor, watching her bob her head up and down on his dick was the best thing he’d ever seen. “Ohhhh ohhhh…Bella….”
She knew he was enjoying himself, but taking him on the floor was not what she wanted. Bella pulled him from her mouth and helped him up to his feet. He was clearly disappointed.
“How dare you stop!” He demanded and was confused when Bella guided him to his easy chair, still buck naked.
She shushed him gently once more, kissing him again. “Don’t worry, Master, we’re not done yet.” Bella removed her own robes, slowly, tantalizingly. Her long black hair covered her, making her look a lot like Lady Godiva. She moved her hair out of the way before kneeling back down, going into a dog position to suck his cock and also give him the perfect view of what she planned to do next.
Voldemort’s eyes widened and his breath hitched as his cock seemed to harden even more as not only was she suckling on him like a baby sucks at a bottle, she was also beginning to touch herself as well. He breathing turned into pants as he watched her fingers go in and out of her hairless cunt. He didn’t know how much longer he could last under her ministrations.
Finally, she knew he was ready. Bella removed him from her mouth and seated herself on his lap, guiding his cock gently into her tunnel. He was so big, filling her completely. “OH, oh Master, you’re…..you’re sooo, oh.”
His moans matched her own. She was so tight, squeezing him like a vice. “Bella, Bella…” He was incapable of any other coherent thought. “Ohhhh ahhhh, more…” He began to thrust up into her, no longer content to let her have the driver’s seat. He grabbed her arms to stop her from resisting and began pounding up into her pussy.
Bella had no intention of resisting and urged him on. “Yes, master, yes, fuck my pussy…it’s so good, fuck me, fuck me!” she begged him. “Ohhh yeah, deeper, harder…my pussy wants it…”
Voldemort stood, still pounding his cock into her willing, tight, cunt. It was unlike anything he’d ever felt before. He couldn’t help himself, he pressed her up against the wall and banged her hard. “Yes, you like that Bella, you like that, my Bella.” He shoved into her again and again. Her walls were tightening around him.
“AHHHH AHHHH YES MASTER YES! I….I’M….I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM!!!” Her screams grew louder. “AHHHHH AHHHHHH CUMMING…..AHHHHHHHHH”
His screams melded into hers as he slammed into her again and again, twice more, finally pounding into her one last time, and holding it as he flooded her insides.
They both fell back into his chair, his cock sliding gracefully out of her. Soon they were both asleep, exhausted from their ordeal. But both knew that this wouldn’t be the end of this little relationship.
Written by Chibikan
I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR IT’S CHARACTERS. THIS FIC IS RATED NC-17 WHICH MEANS ADULT STUFF. ORAL, M/F
The Department of Mysteries mission had been a total fiasco, Voldemort decided. A total washout. He’d lost the prophecy, he’d failed to kill Harry Potter, again, and half of his men were imprisoned. Oh, yes, life sucked. He slumped into his easy chair by the fire. He was unaware that another was in the room. He didn’t hear the footsteps over his pounding head.
“Master…” Bellatrix cooed. “Please, forgive our incompetence. It was all our fault.” She was always quick to accept blame, knowing never to lay it on the Dark Lord himself.
Voldemort sighed. “Bella, leave me.”
But she didn’t, instead she let her hands move over his shoulders. They began to kneed the skin beneath them. He was about to tell her to leave again, but…”Oh Merlin, that feels good…” he moaned.
“That’s right Master, just relax. Bella will take good care of you.” Her voice was deep and smooth, like a good brandy. Her hands guided him to the floor so she could reach his back better. The muscles were all knotted up and he groaned in pain as she molded each one back to as it should be. Soon her hands were peeling off his long dark robes, revealing precious, vanilla ice cream skin. She loved vanilla ice cream. Slowly, Bella moved to the small of his back. “How does it feel Master,” she mewled, seductively in his ear. “You like this don’t you?” Yes she knew she was trailing on dangerous ground there, but at the moment, he was putty in her hands. “You like the way I touch you.”
Voldemort moaned, his pleasure controlling his response. “Oh yes, Bella, that’s it…” He was beginning to become aware of other things happening too. Things that hadn’t happened since he was a hormonal teenager. But at the moment, he couldn’t move, it felt too good. “Ohhhh more…”
“Yes, you like that. Let Bella make you feel good, Master.” Lestrange purred. “Bella can make you feel so much better.”
Conscious thought suddenly flooded back to him as he felt his body rolling over, of it’s own will. She was….massaging his chest now. He prayed that she wouldn’t notice what was happening under his robe at the pelvic region. Her hands moved in a rhythmic motion, like ripples on a pond. And it was causing a ripple effect inside him. “Bella….” he began as he felt her kiss his skin, starting at the nape of his neck. The only response was her lips covering his, her tongue begging entry, which he could only allow in this state. As her tongue wrestled with his, her hands continued, fondling the area where his cock was, not yet removing the fabric. Her hand rubbed the robe-covered penis. Her lips left his. “Bella, what are you doing?”
Bella grinned, “Shhh, Master, you want this…I want this…so why shouldn’t we take it?” She knew she had him cornered. He was powerless in this position. She removed the robe completely and rolled his balls in her hand, earning a throaty, lustful growl. She bent down to the uncovered cock and licked the tip, looking back to see his reaction.
“Continue…” he tried to order, but his need filled his voice more than he wanted it to.
She fulfilled his wish, taking him into her mouth completely. His white cock was large and hard, and the tip brushed the back of her throat with each thrust. His moans filled the parlor, watching her bob her head up and down on his dick was the best thing he’d ever seen. “Ohhhh ohhhh…Bella….”
She knew he was enjoying himself, but taking him on the floor was not what she wanted. Bella pulled him from her mouth and helped him up to his feet. He was clearly disappointed.
“How dare you stop!” He demanded and was confused when Bella guided him to his easy chair, still buck naked.
She shushed him gently once more, kissing him again. “Don’t worry, Master, we’re not done yet.” Bella removed her own robes, slowly, tantalizingly. Her long black hair covered her, making her look a lot like Lady Godiva. She moved her hair out of the way before kneeling back down, going into a dog position to suck his cock and also give him the perfect view of what she planned to do next.
Voldemort’s eyes widened and his breath hitched as his cock seemed to harden even more as not only was she suckling on him like a baby sucks at a bottle, she was also beginning to touch herself as well. He breathing turned into pants as he watched her fingers go in and out of her hairless cunt. He didn’t know how much longer he could last under her ministrations.
Finally, she knew he was ready. Bella removed him from her mouth and seated herself on his lap, guiding his cock gently into her tunnel. He was so big, filling her completely. “OH, oh Master, you’re…..you’re sooo, oh.”
His moans matched her own. She was so tight, squeezing him like a vice. “Bella, Bella…” He was incapable of any other coherent thought. “Ohhhh ahhhh, more…” He began to thrust up into her, no longer content to let her have the driver’s seat. He grabbed her arms to stop her from resisting and began pounding up into her pussy.
Bella had no intention of resisting and urged him on. “Yes, master, yes, fuck my pussy…it’s so good, fuck me, fuck me!” she begged him. “Ohhh yeah, deeper, harder…my pussy wants it…”
Voldemort stood, still pounding his cock into her willing, tight, cunt. It was unlike anything he’d ever felt before. He couldn’t help himself, he pressed her up against the wall and banged her hard. “Yes, you like that Bella, you like that, my Bella.” He shoved into her again and again. Her walls were tightening around him.
“AHHHH AHHHH YES MASTER YES! I….I’M….I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM!!!” Her screams grew louder. “AHHHHH AHHHHHH CUMMING…..AHHHHHHHHH”
His screams melded into hers as he slammed into her again and again, twice more, finally pounding into her one last time, and holding it as he flooded her insides.
They both fell back into his chair, his cock sliding gracefully out of her. Soon they were both asleep, exhausted from their ordeal. But both knew that this wouldn’t be the end of this little relationship.