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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter 4
Chapter Five
Chapter 6
Chapter Seven
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| Engorgment Charms and Soulmates |
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| Chapter 3 of Identity |
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| “Hang on a minute, if you were a wizard, I would have recognised you from Hogwarts, we must be about the same age right!?” “Right, we probably were at Hogwarts together, but I don’t think you would recognise me, for the same reasons I wouldn’t recognise you…” “Glamour?” “Yeah, Look, I was meaning to talk to you about that; I’m not who you think I am-“ Alex cut him off: “Am I to assume that your reasons match mine?” “That’s probably a safe bet, considering our earlier discussion, but-” “Then I don’t want to know who you are.” “What!?!” “Look, I know we don’t know each other very well, but I’d like to change that. That is, if you’re up for it?” “Of course I am, but-“ “Then It’s settled.” He turned to once again register that his 4-year old was present. He had been too caught up in the moment to question her about it before. “What are you still doing up?” “Talking to Mr Lynott; he has really pretty hair Daddy” “Oh, of course, the spell. Look Belle, don’t tell me okay” “Okay,” she rubbed her eyes with her fists, and made to curl up on the sofa. “Come and sit here honey,” beckoning her to his side of the living room, and a very plush-looking green leather couch. “You too,” he called over to Dashel, who complied readily. The three sat curled up for a while. Alex resting his head against his new companion, his daughter cuddling into his chest. ‘I cant believe this, it feels so right just to sit here in this man’s home, with his family, and be treated like a human being for once. It’s ridiculous, I’ve known him less that an hour, but somehow it seems like I’ve been with him my entire life!’ Little did he know, that Alex was mulling over the same thoughts in his own mind. He looked down at the sleeping princess below. “She’s beautiful, you know,” “I do,” “So once again I’m confused,” “I’m a very confusing person, what sparked It this time?'“ “Well, how is it that you come to have a child, I mean, you’re gay right? And as far as I can remember, Male-pregnancies are still quite rare.” “Okay, the fact that the last part is even possible gets me, I mean, how would you- oh whatever. BDC’s adopted. I’ve had her since she was about twenty minutes old. She was born, they cleaned her up, and they brought her to me. We’ve been inseparable ever since!” “You’re a right little half-way house for waifs and strays, aren’t you…I suppose I’ll fit right in.” Alex nodded against his shoulder, and looked up at him. For a moment he was pretty sure his heart stopped dead, as they looked at each other, knowing what they were about to do. As the gap between their lips closed, as did their eyes. It wasn’t a passionate kiss, or a very lengthy one; it was however drenched in longing, and most surprising to Dashel, love. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever been loved before. Does he love me? I doubt it, we only just met. Maybe he feels the same connection I do. Maybe he could grow to love me; maybe I could learn to love him back. Maybe I already do. My head hurts’ “This is all moving pretty fast huh?” whispered Alex, sensing the confusion. “Oh Merlin, I guess I just feel- I don’t know. It’s like, sitting here with you- and Belle, It’s like it’s always been this way, like it was meant. You know?” “Yeah, I do” Alex felt relieved. He hated being forward like that, hated putting himself in a position were rejection was an endemic possibility. “I’m gonna take her up to bed,” he motioned to his daughter who was clinging tightly to his chest, “I’ll be back in a bit.” Dashel nodded his approval. Taking the time to look around, he noticed that the house was much bigger on the inside than the out. ‘Must be engorgement charms’. The ground floor had a spacious living room, decorated in cream, and a variety of greens, ‘I wonder if he was in slitherin?’. There was also a modern looking kitchen- all chrome and black marble; a stark, dazzlingly white bathroom; and a very grand looking dining room, with a long mahogany table, and velvet high-backed chairs. Their colour (red), made Dashel reconsider his thoughts concerning the man’s former house. ‘No slitherin could bear to eat in this. It’s funny that I don’t seem to mind. Then again the sorting hat did want to put me in Griffindor, I was just too stubborn to let it. Father would have killed me!” “So, What do you think of my humble abode?” “There’s no way you make enough money from bartending to afford this, what did you do? Rob a bank?” “Not exactly, to be honest, I have more money than I could ever need, or want for that matter. Most of it was inherited: from my parents and godfather. Plus, both Belle’s parents each set aside an absurd amount of money for her upbringing. Her mother died in labour, left everything to her. I don’t know the father’s story, but I think if he had had a choice in the matter, then Belle wouldn’t be with me now. Like I said, it was a hell of a lot of money. People that rich only willingly part with that amount of cash to ease a guilty conscience.” “True, true,” ‘Hell I’ve done it myself, countless times’ “Anyway, that’s neither here nor there, I haven’t even come close to needing their money, and I don’t think I ever will. I think I’ll just leave it until she’s older, and she can do what she likes with it. You know, travel the world, buy the Daily Profit, maybe a few chocolate frog factories, a small island off the coast of South Africa…” “That much huh?” “I’m playing it down Dash, honestly! When the legal-wizard told me how much her mother left for her, I nearly passed out. He handed me two keys. I asked what the other one was for, he told me that Belle’s father had also set aside a vault for her ‘upbringing and general well-being’.” “And?” “When he told me the figure, I did pass out! Flat out on the floor, face first, thwack! Just like that. I couldn’t help it, I didn’t even know that amount of money existed! And I’m no Weasley myself. I’m telling you, that girl will want for nothing when she’s older,” “What about now?” “Are you kidding! I’m not letting her get spoiled rotten like that. Didn’t you notice? My daughter has impeccable manners, I intend to keep it that way if it kills me!” “I noticed, it was very intimidating. I like my new nickname by the way… Lexie” “I like mine too. Why don’t I show you the rest of the house?” “Sure thing cadet, lead the way.” ~ They made their way up a spiral staircase that stood in the centre of the beige coloured entrance hall. The steps themselves were made from solid cream marble, flecked with gold. The first landing they came to was decorated in much the same way as the hall below. Alex soon led him around a study, and library. Both were ornately decorated and attached via adjoining doors. On the same floor Dashel was surprised when he saw a fully kitted out potions lab; and amused when then they came to a room containing a piano, a few guitars, and several muggle contraptions that he knew were used for creating music, but had never really seen first hand. He ached to go round and find out how they all worked. As if reading his mind, Alex quickly said “Don’t touch! The slightest man-handling will alter the pitch,” looking at the pouting expression he gained, he added: “I know something else you could be doing,” he held out his hand; Dashel took it. “Come on I didn’t show you my room.. I’ll race you!” the pair clattered up the stairs “Aren’t you worried Belladonna will hear us?” “There are silencing charms around her room.” With that Alex grabbed the front of the other man ‘s shirt, and pulled him into a zealous kiss. As he nibbled and sucked on his lover’s lower lip, he was granted access with a loud moan. He backed both of them through a doorway, across a room, and onto a four-poster king-sized bed. “Are you sure you want to do this, I mean we only just met”, Alex paused in his attempts to get Dashel’s shirt off. ‘I should have known he wouldn’t want this’ “I know this is going fast, and I know it seems totally unbelievable, but I feel like we’ve done this a thousand times, I feel like I’m connected to you somehow, and I really don’t understand why, but right now-“ ‘How do I put this’ “Alex! I feel the same way, honestly, I just wanted to make sure you did! I feel like my heart will rip itself to pieces if I don’t, if I’m not-“ “I need you in me” “I need to be in you” They looked at each other, before ripping any and all of the offending material covering their bodies. Dashel started sucking the pulse point on Alex’s neck, and moved his hands down to concentrate on the situation that Alex found was arising (no pun intended) there. Alex began to nibble on his partner’s left nipple, and Dashel soon found himself in the same, afore mentioned situation. Sensing this, Alex handed him a small bottle of lubricant. He quickly prepared himself, and then Alex. Moving into position so that he was facing him, they locked eyes. Dashel lent down and kissed the man beneath him like it was the only thing keeping him alive, he felt legs being spread further apart under him, and brought himself to his lovers entrance. Slowly, he pushed deep into him, groaning in ecstasy as he did. ‘I don’t ever remember feeling this good, I don’t want to spend another day without this man’ thought Alex. As the pace quickened, and the desire for one another heightened, whimpers and moans turned to screams as they both came simultaneously. “Maybe we have done this a thousand times before, maybe we are connected, maybe it has always been like this.” “You think we’re soul mates?” “How else would you explain it?” “Soul mates it is then.” Alex smiled as his sweetheart cuddled into his chest, and suddenly had a thought. “Dash?” he said while casting a wandless cleaning charm. “Yeah?” “Put your boxers back on,” “Why?” “You’ll find out in the morning” “Your wish is my command, my liege. Since when could you do wandless magic?” “Since I was about four or five. I only started to be able to control it about halfway through sixth year. I’m teaching BDC.” “But she’s so young! Isn’t that against the ‘decree for the restriction of underage wizardry’?” “Try saying that ten times fast,” as he shook his head chuckling, “The Ministry has given me certain leeway on that issue. Not that I’m proud of the reason they did. Actually it makes me cringe, but it achieved my goal. So I really cant complain. Hell, if I didn’t have certain influences, no way would I have gotten through the adoption screening! I mean come on, single guy, runs a pub, gay. Not likely.” “I see what you mean. We really should stop this conversation now, cause I really want to know who you are, and if I dwell it for too long, I’ll probably figure it out.” “Agreed. ‘Night Dash” “’Night Lexie” Home Previous Page Next Page |
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