Voldemort/ Godfrey- Addicted to a Dark Lord
Title: Addicted to a Dark Lord
Rating: PG-13 (bloodplay)
Summary: Voldemort/Godfrey
From August 2007
*grins back, and bumps your cheek with his nose affectionately, staring back into your eyes*
A good habit to have..... besides the fact that I would turn up the world to bring you back..... and follow you ..... if it turned out I couldn't.......
Besides.... the only way they'd get to you is through me.... and there isn't anything I'd do to keep them from killing you.... or even... even hurting you...
.....
*his eyes flicker downward, seeing how incredibly close they are, and his tongue darts out reflexively to lick the bottom of his lip, but he makes no move forward, simply looking back up at you and letting their breaths mingle slightly*
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Oh, Godfrey. You are always concerned with everyone, I am surprised you have any concern left for yourself.
*Squeezes your hand tighter in his own, long nails sliding across the top of your hand lightly, shivering despite the warmth of you against him*
*Leans forward that last inch, pressing his lips against yours despite parts of his mind telling him not to, breathing deep your scent as he kisses you with half-lidded eyes, kissing you softly, calmly, forcing down his urge to be rough for now*
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*lets out a small, eager mewling sound against your lips, pressing forward and kissing back with slightly more force than you used, his entire demeanor like a dam that has suddenly been allowed to flow freely*
*lets his tongue dart out to lick your bottom lip briefly, and he nips it slightly before forcefully making himself back off a few centimeters, afraid of making you go farther than you want to go*
*grins, a bit slyly, and locks eyes with you, waiting to see if you want to do it again*
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*Stares back at you, making a sort of angry hissing noise, letting go of your hand to grasp your shoulders, holding you pressed tightly against him*
*Glances you up and down, as if trying to decide what part of you would taste the best, red eyes glinting in the light of the flames*
*Nuzzles against your neck, kissing and then biting teasingly at your flesh, suddenly wondering what your blood might taste like before shaking the thought away with another hiss of breath, nails pressing roughly against your shoulder, just staying there with the heartbeat in your throat throbbing against his lips like a trapped thing*
...
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*groans as you pull him against you, and whimpers eagerly, needfully as you look him over like a predatory with its prey*
*turns his head and bares his neck, still letting out tiny, eager noises as he nuzzles and licks slightly at your throat. He neck and body arches with every tiny bite, and he makes a slight, hissing sound of pleasure as you dig your nails into his shoulder*
*waits a moment as you still, but then takes the prerogative to move his head down slightly and open his mouth, laying his teeth lightly on the skin of your neck and pressing down as he licks the skin with quick flicks of his tongue*
*licks again and presses his teeth down, hard enough to hurt, but not hard enough to break skin*
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*Releases your shoulders and backs away from you a bit, swearing something under his breath and taking a few deep breaths to calm himself*
You almost made me forget that there are other things I need to attend to tonight. I'm sorry to have to go like this...
*frowns and kisses you quickly, afraid he wouldn't be able to hold himself if he did much more, sitting up and getting down from the bed*
Truly, I'm sorry. Perhaps tonight you would like to sleep over again, and we can... continue.
*Straightens out his robes, staring at you with a smile* Keep me updated on whatever might go on today... and try not to get in too much trouble without me.
*Gives an uneasy sort of wave at you, apparating with a loud crack before he has a chance to change his mind*
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*lays back on the bed, panting, his skin flushed as he touches the red marks on his neck and shoulders, pressing down lightly on the spots and making a small, happy groaning noise*
*flips over on his stomach, rubbing his face against the bed, nuzzling it happily, grinning softly*
*moves against the bed slightly, before stopping himself and just lying there, breathing in your scent and his scent and both scents mixed together, trying to calm himself, and after about ten minutes or so, pushes himself up and slides off of the bed.*
*leans against the bed post, stroking it lightly with his fingers, before turning his face into it and grinning slightly as he presses his lips against the coolness*
*gathers his boots and gloves and cape, putting them on, then makes the bed, smoothing his hand over the still warm sheets, smiling softly, before exiting the room*
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CONTINUED
*Apparates us back into his room, as dark as ever. He casts a spell to light flames in all the candles he had just added to the room, the few empty places on shelves and desk areas now covered with candles*
This is better. At least here there is nothing to trouble about... no one is coming in here, after all.
*walks over to sit on the edge of the bed, running a hand over his bare head* How are you faring, Godfrey?
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*sets his sledgehammer against the wall, adding his whip and then bow to the pile, kicking off his shoes, and tossing down his gloves and cape*
Alright... I guess....
Frustrated though.... I'm angry I wasn't able to stop those Neos from taking Tonks... I didn't even get to hurt them... and I'm angry at myself for letting my feelings cloud my judgment.... I shouldn't have jumped at them recklessly...
and I'm still missing my friends, of course....
*hops up next to you on the bed*
But I'm definitely better than yesterday, now that the shocks' worn off...
What about you? How are you? How was your day? Not too stressful I hope?
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I mean this as inoffensively as possible; I doubt you'd have been able to stop them, even if you were prepared for it. It is obvious they have this all planned out, and not to give them too much credit, but so far they have planned exceedingly well.
But to get off that topic...
I am doing rather well myself. All my plans for today worked out near to perfection, and of course, now I am here with you.
*pulls off his cape and sets it aside; it had gotten quite wrinkled all from all the nights lately he had forgotten to take it off*
It is hard to not be good when you're around, Godfrey.
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*sighs* No.. I don't think I'd have been able to stop them either... but I'll hopefully get my chance....
*smiles and puts an arm through yours, laying his head against your upper arm*
I feel the same way too. It's just not the same when you're not around....
*giggles* I feel like an addict....
*nuzzles your arm, and slips his hand into yours*
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An addict? *chuckles, grinning at you* Like how, addicted to myself? Addiction to Voldemort.
I'm sure there is a prescription for that.
*Pulls his hand away, swinging his leg over so he is straddling you and pushing you down on the bed in one quick motion, hands gripping your shoulders as he leans down, pressing lips close to your ear*
...what could we do to help satisfy said addiction, hm...?
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*gasps slightly, arching upward for a moment*
*squirms slightly under you, and grins*
Oh... I don't know.... *turns his head to the side, baring his neck and revealing the barely visible marks from earlier* I don't think Voldemort is an addiction that can ever be sated or satisfied...
*moves his hands and slides them to the top of your thighs, squeezing lightly*
*tilts his head back farther, so he can look in your eyes*
But you're welcome to try....
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*Growls low in his throat, his nails biting into your shoulders even through the fabric, a look of pure hunger entering his eyes*
I think I would rather just addict you further.
*nuzzles along your jawline, lowering his face down into the nape of your neck, opening his mouth slightly to reveal sharp teeth before biting down on the soft flesh of your neck, just enough to break the skin*
*Small beads of blood well up, trickling in thin lines down your throat. He licks across them, savoring the taste on his tongue*
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*gasps loudly as you nuzzle* O....oh....
*eyes widen and cloud over as you bite into his neck*
*his hands curl into claws, scratching and scrabbling at your thighs as he presses his heels against the bed and pushes his hips suddenly upward*
*whimpers and keens like an animal as you lick the blood from his neck*
More.... more,more ... more more more... *groans and repeats the word nonsensically*
*bares his neck and shoulder even more, and seeing your hand by his face, opens his mouth and bites the flesh of your palm below your thumb*
*his two bottom teeth pierce your own skin lightly, and two small drops of blood well up from them*
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*Is surprised at your reaction, but pleased as well, licking at your blood until it stops, hardly noticing your own biting*
How is it you can taste so good...
*Moves in to bite your neck again, opening his mouth wider and biting down much more roughly, blood splashing out with the force of it; however, he doesn't bite down all the way, as doing so would leave you with a sizable hole in your neck*
*He closes his mouth over the wound, swallowing it like the world's most expensive wine, only a small amount sliding out the side of his mouth and across his chin, his whole from shuddering as if by cold*
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*stars seem to explode behind his eyes, and he bucks upwards wildly, gripping tightly onto your thigh with one hand, the other reaching up to grip your wrist and bite down hard into your palm, your own thick, hot blood pooling in his mouth as he begins to suck, though his inexperience leaves him losing more of his prize from the corners of his lips than you did*
*the hand on your right thigh squeezes and then slips abruptly over to the left, pressing down urgently*
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*Waits for the blood to slow before removing himself from the wound, moving his head back a bit to look down at you, pressing his now wounded palm to your lips with a sigh, his blood looking nearly black against you skin*
*Licking his lips, he rolls off of you, lying on his side and giving you a stern but satisfied look*
Keeping me up yet again...
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*smiles, then grins widely, and begins giggling*
*continues lying on his back giggling uncontrollably, his skin paler than normal but two bright spots of color still on his cheeks*
*looks at you and licks his lips, the dark blood staining and spreading onto his tongue again and again as he keeps keeps darting his tongue in then out again*
...K-eeping you up *giggles* I... I could tell. *giggles some more, rolling on his side to snuggle against you.
*raises up a hand to touch lightly at the deep, tender mark in his neck*
*moans*
.... *whispers in satisfaction* Yours....
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*Chuckles at you, shaking his head and closing his eyes*
Oh, you're horrible... you know I did not mean it that way.
*Wraps his arms around you, easily becoming comfortable with you so close to him*
If I catch you showing that bite off... I will... *mumbles sleepily, trying to think of something* Do... things you won't like.
*mumbles some more incoherent babble, hugging you close with the taste of you still filling his mouth, falling asleep rather quickly, at ease with you in his arms*
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No... s'mine......... s'mine 'n yours.... ..........ours... *mumbles sleepily some more into your chest, before a deep exhaustion, caused by the light loss of blood, pulls him under into the darkness*
Rating: PG-13 (bloodplay)
Summary: Voldemort/Godfrey
From August 2007
*grins back, and bumps your cheek with his nose affectionately, staring back into your eyes*
A good habit to have..... besides the fact that I would turn up the world to bring you back..... and follow you ..... if it turned out I couldn't.......
Besides.... the only way they'd get to you is through me.... and there isn't anything I'd do to keep them from killing you.... or even... even hurting you...
.....
*his eyes flicker downward, seeing how incredibly close they are, and his tongue darts out reflexively to lick the bottom of his lip, but he makes no move forward, simply looking back up at you and letting their breaths mingle slightly*
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Oh, Godfrey. You are always concerned with everyone, I am surprised you have any concern left for yourself.
*Squeezes your hand tighter in his own, long nails sliding across the top of your hand lightly, shivering despite the warmth of you against him*
*Leans forward that last inch, pressing his lips against yours despite parts of his mind telling him not to, breathing deep your scent as he kisses you with half-lidded eyes, kissing you softly, calmly, forcing down his urge to be rough for now*
----
*lets out a small, eager mewling sound against your lips, pressing forward and kissing back with slightly more force than you used, his entire demeanor like a dam that has suddenly been allowed to flow freely*
*lets his tongue dart out to lick your bottom lip briefly, and he nips it slightly before forcefully making himself back off a few centimeters, afraid of making you go farther than you want to go*
*grins, a bit slyly, and locks eyes with you, waiting to see if you want to do it again*
----
*Stares back at you, making a sort of angry hissing noise, letting go of your hand to grasp your shoulders, holding you pressed tightly against him*
*Glances you up and down, as if trying to decide what part of you would taste the best, red eyes glinting in the light of the flames*
*Nuzzles against your neck, kissing and then biting teasingly at your flesh, suddenly wondering what your blood might taste like before shaking the thought away with another hiss of breath, nails pressing roughly against your shoulder, just staying there with the heartbeat in your throat throbbing against his lips like a trapped thing*
...
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*groans as you pull him against you, and whimpers eagerly, needfully as you look him over like a predatory with its prey*
*turns his head and bares his neck, still letting out tiny, eager noises as he nuzzles and licks slightly at your throat. He neck and body arches with every tiny bite, and he makes a slight, hissing sound of pleasure as you dig your nails into his shoulder*
*waits a moment as you still, but then takes the prerogative to move his head down slightly and open his mouth, laying his teeth lightly on the skin of your neck and pressing down as he licks the skin with quick flicks of his tongue*
*licks again and presses his teeth down, hard enough to hurt, but not hard enough to break skin*
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*Releases your shoulders and backs away from you a bit, swearing something under his breath and taking a few deep breaths to calm himself*
You almost made me forget that there are other things I need to attend to tonight. I'm sorry to have to go like this...
*frowns and kisses you quickly, afraid he wouldn't be able to hold himself if he did much more, sitting up and getting down from the bed*
Truly, I'm sorry. Perhaps tonight you would like to sleep over again, and we can... continue.
*Straightens out his robes, staring at you with a smile* Keep me updated on whatever might go on today... and try not to get in too much trouble without me.
*Gives an uneasy sort of wave at you, apparating with a loud crack before he has a chance to change his mind*
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*lays back on the bed, panting, his skin flushed as he touches the red marks on his neck and shoulders, pressing down lightly on the spots and making a small, happy groaning noise*
*flips over on his stomach, rubbing his face against the bed, nuzzling it happily, grinning softly*
*moves against the bed slightly, before stopping himself and just lying there, breathing in your scent and his scent and both scents mixed together, trying to calm himself, and after about ten minutes or so, pushes himself up and slides off of the bed.*
*leans against the bed post, stroking it lightly with his fingers, before turning his face into it and grinning slightly as he presses his lips against the coolness*
*gathers his boots and gloves and cape, putting them on, then makes the bed, smoothing his hand over the still warm sheets, smiling softly, before exiting the room*
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CONTINUED
*Apparates us back into his room, as dark as ever. He casts a spell to light flames in all the candles he had just added to the room, the few empty places on shelves and desk areas now covered with candles*
This is better. At least here there is nothing to trouble about... no one is coming in here, after all.
*walks over to sit on the edge of the bed, running a hand over his bare head* How are you faring, Godfrey?
----
*sets his sledgehammer against the wall, adding his whip and then bow to the pile, kicking off his shoes, and tossing down his gloves and cape*
Alright... I guess....
Frustrated though.... I'm angry I wasn't able to stop those Neos from taking Tonks... I didn't even get to hurt them... and I'm angry at myself for letting my feelings cloud my judgment.... I shouldn't have jumped at them recklessly...
and I'm still missing my friends, of course....
*hops up next to you on the bed*
But I'm definitely better than yesterday, now that the shocks' worn off...
What about you? How are you? How was your day? Not too stressful I hope?
----
I mean this as inoffensively as possible; I doubt you'd have been able to stop them, even if you were prepared for it. It is obvious they have this all planned out, and not to give them too much credit, but so far they have planned exceedingly well.
But to get off that topic...
I am doing rather well myself. All my plans for today worked out near to perfection, and of course, now I am here with you.
*pulls off his cape and sets it aside; it had gotten quite wrinkled all from all the nights lately he had forgotten to take it off*
It is hard to not be good when you're around, Godfrey.
-----
*sighs* No.. I don't think I'd have been able to stop them either... but I'll hopefully get my chance....
*smiles and puts an arm through yours, laying his head against your upper arm*
I feel the same way too. It's just not the same when you're not around....
*giggles* I feel like an addict....
*nuzzles your arm, and slips his hand into yours*
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An addict? *chuckles, grinning at you* Like how, addicted to myself? Addiction to Voldemort.
I'm sure there is a prescription for that.
*Pulls his hand away, swinging his leg over so he is straddling you and pushing you down on the bed in one quick motion, hands gripping your shoulders as he leans down, pressing lips close to your ear*
...what could we do to help satisfy said addiction, hm...?
----
*gasps slightly, arching upward for a moment*
*squirms slightly under you, and grins*
Oh... I don't know.... *turns his head to the side, baring his neck and revealing the barely visible marks from earlier* I don't think Voldemort is an addiction that can ever be sated or satisfied...
*moves his hands and slides them to the top of your thighs, squeezing lightly*
*tilts his head back farther, so he can look in your eyes*
But you're welcome to try....
----
*Growls low in his throat, his nails biting into your shoulders even through the fabric, a look of pure hunger entering his eyes*
I think I would rather just addict you further.
*nuzzles along your jawline, lowering his face down into the nape of your neck, opening his mouth slightly to reveal sharp teeth before biting down on the soft flesh of your neck, just enough to break the skin*
*Small beads of blood well up, trickling in thin lines down your throat. He licks across them, savoring the taste on his tongue*
----
*gasps loudly as you nuzzle* O....oh....
*eyes widen and cloud over as you bite into his neck*
*his hands curl into claws, scratching and scrabbling at your thighs as he presses his heels against the bed and pushes his hips suddenly upward*
*whimpers and keens like an animal as you lick the blood from his neck*
More.... more,more ... more more more... *groans and repeats the word nonsensically*
*bares his neck and shoulder even more, and seeing your hand by his face, opens his mouth and bites the flesh of your palm below your thumb*
*his two bottom teeth pierce your own skin lightly, and two small drops of blood well up from them*
----
*Is surprised at your reaction, but pleased as well, licking at your blood until it stops, hardly noticing your own biting*
How is it you can taste so good...
*Moves in to bite your neck again, opening his mouth wider and biting down much more roughly, blood splashing out with the force of it; however, he doesn't bite down all the way, as doing so would leave you with a sizable hole in your neck*
*He closes his mouth over the wound, swallowing it like the world's most expensive wine, only a small amount sliding out the side of his mouth and across his chin, his whole from shuddering as if by cold*
----
*stars seem to explode behind his eyes, and he bucks upwards wildly, gripping tightly onto your thigh with one hand, the other reaching up to grip your wrist and bite down hard into your palm, your own thick, hot blood pooling in his mouth as he begins to suck, though his inexperience leaves him losing more of his prize from the corners of his lips than you did*
*the hand on your right thigh squeezes and then slips abruptly over to the left, pressing down urgently*
----
*Waits for the blood to slow before removing himself from the wound, moving his head back a bit to look down at you, pressing his now wounded palm to your lips with a sigh, his blood looking nearly black against you skin*
*Licking his lips, he rolls off of you, lying on his side and giving you a stern but satisfied look*
Keeping me up yet again...
----
*smiles, then grins widely, and begins giggling*
*continues lying on his back giggling uncontrollably, his skin paler than normal but two bright spots of color still on his cheeks*
*looks at you and licks his lips, the dark blood staining and spreading onto his tongue again and again as he keeps keeps darting his tongue in then out again*
...K-eeping you up *giggles* I... I could tell. *giggles some more, rolling on his side to snuggle against you.
*raises up a hand to touch lightly at the deep, tender mark in his neck*
*moans*
.... *whispers in satisfaction* Yours....
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*Chuckles at you, shaking his head and closing his eyes*
Oh, you're horrible... you know I did not mean it that way.
*Wraps his arms around you, easily becoming comfortable with you so close to him*
If I catch you showing that bite off... I will... *mumbles sleepily, trying to think of something* Do... things you won't like.
*mumbles some more incoherent babble, hugging you close with the taste of you still filling his mouth, falling asleep rather quickly, at ease with you in his arms*
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No... s'mine......... s'mine 'n yours.... ..........ours... *mumbles sleepily some more into your chest, before a deep exhaustion, caused by the light loss of blood, pulls him under into the darkness*