Chapter 89

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Harry picked up the sword and rose to his feet. He gave Voldemort's empty plate a pointed stare and asked,

"You haven't been eating?"

Voldemort was still regarding him like he wasn't real. He snapped his fingers in front of his face and Voldemort blinked and then his crimson gaze focused on him

"I asked you something."

Voldemort looked away from him and Harry held his chin and made him face him,

"I'm really here, Lover."

Harry's chest tightened when instead of meeting his gaze, Voldemort closed his eyes. He released his chin and took a few steps back,

"Fine, if you don't want me here then I'll leave."

He had just turned to leave when he felt Voldemort grip his wrist,

"I am never letting you leave again even if it means chaining you up."

The hoarseness of his voice filled Harry's heart with so much pain. He turned around and leaned over Voldemort,

"You can do whatever you want to me. I am never leaving you again."

After setting his sword down on the table, he pulled Voldemort's chair back from the table a little. Voldemort looked at him with an inquiring tilt of his head, then froze as Harry straddled his lap and arranged himself comfortably. He snapped his fingers at Narcissa, who was standing a few feet away and staring at him like he'd grown a set of horns,

"Your master will eat now."

Narcissa blinked dazedly before rushing forward and making quick work of loading the table with all sorts of breakfast items. Harry held out a piece of bacon, waving it in front of Voldemort's nose.

"You need to eat. Here."

Voldemort shook his head without energy. Harry kept his voice light despite the guilt that was eating at him,

"It's bacon. You love bacon."

Voldemort just frowned and turned away. Harry held his chin and made him meet his gaze before pressing a kiss to his lips. He spoke with a faint smile on his lips,

"You will get more of those if you eat."

Voldemort stared at him, wide-eyed, then he slowly leaned forward and took a bite of the bacon. Harry murmured mischievously,

"Good boy."

He felt a sense of great relief. He had fully expected Voldemort to push him away or snap at him. Voldemort huffed at him instead, but took the next piece less slowly. Harry gave the promised reward, leaning back down to give a lingering and heated kiss. They were both flushed by the time he drew back. Voldemort arched an eyebrow at him, his hands coming to rest around his waist,

"Why are you so insistent on feeding me?"

Harry leaned closer and breathed into his ear, grinning,

"You're going to need all your strength to cope with me."

Voldemort's other eyebrow went up, his eyes beginning to glint,

"Really…and what do you have planned?"

Harry let the moment build, then leaned down to kiss that tempting mouth once more,

"Well, ministry for now…but later, I'll let you have your wicked way with me. How does that sound?"

Voldemort leaned back in his seat and Harry saw the disbelief in his eyes. He leaned forward and murmured against his lips,

"I mean it, Lover. I'm tired of the games. I want you. You want me. There's nothing else that matters anymore."

Voldemort held him tighter and Harry saw the way his eyes lit up with life and a little bewilderment,

"What the hell have you done to me?"

Harry cupped the back of his head and smirked,

"I could ask you the same thing."

Finally, Voldemort's lips curled into a smile and Harry felt the way it brightened up his heart and his soul. He leaned forward and Harry thought he was going to whisper something in his ear but instead he felt the warmth of Voldemort's lips engross the shell of his ear. It was utterly impossible to even focus on his own intentions when that clever tongue kept laving his ear. He bit back a gasp when Voldemort began to gently nibble on it with his teeth. Voldemort's soft sighing exhalations were the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard.

He shivered as the suckling resumed, little goose bumps rising upon his body. He half wanted to tuck his ear into his shoulder, because the touch was becoming perilously close to tickling, and a giggle hovered in his throat. He choked it down, sighing a little in relief as the lips released his ear and began to gently lick and kiss down his throat. Without thought, he tilted his head to give better access, hearing a small growl as Voldemort accepted the wordless submission, teeth closing on the exposed skin for a moment. The sense of possession, of being dominated, made a hot spike of sensation flare in him, and he took a deep, shaky breath in response.

The sound seemed to enflame Voldemort, and he tightened his hold on him, his mouth coming down to capture his lips in a greedy kiss, tongue probing deeply, tasting every last portion of flesh in an obvious claiming. Harry found himself arching to meet Voldemort's lips, his arms coming up to wrap around Voldemort's shoulders.

When they finally parted for air, Hary was flushed and panting and Voldemort's eyes were wide and dark as he stared at him in wonder. Then he smiled and the expression was utterly beautiful. In that moment, he knew how much he loved Voldemort. He would do anything to keep that smile on his lips…anything. Voldemort gently brushed back his hair as he spoke,

"You were missed a great deal, Harry."

Harry rested his forehead against his and sighed,

"I missed you too, Lover."

He was just content to stay like this for the rest of his life. This felt so right. But the moment didn't last and Harry was forced to pull away as he covered his mouth with his hand and coughed hard enough to leave him breathless. His insides throbbed with pain and he could only lean against Voldemort and rest his head on his shoulder for support as he struggled to catch his breath. He heard the concern in Voldemort's voice when he asked,

"Are you alright, Harry?"

Harry nodded his head, hitched up a grin and straightened up,

"Yeah, I'm good. Now feed me, Lover. I'm famished."

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