Chapter 1: Prologue
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"How did this even happen!? I didn't, I don't even remember having him, Orion!" Walburga paced around the room, confused about how she gave birth with no recollection of having another son.
The tension between the two grows thick. "I don't either, but we tested him multiple times, and he is our son!" Walburga's magic began spiraling out of control.
"How do we explain that our eldest son is someone we barely remember? Orion, please take care of this problem!"
Orion did not like what she was suggesting, but what could he do unless she died? He had to continue taking care of her problems.
"FINE! But what do you suggest I do? He is our son!" Walburga falls back onto the living room chair, stunned into silence that he would dare defy her will.
Walbura felt something inside her shift. 'Orion had never defied her once, and now that brat claiming to be their son waltzes in, and now he dares do such!’
Orion let out a strange sigh one even Walburga could never understand. "I shall get down to the bottom of this, my love, please just let me figure out who dared to attempt to defile our family." His hand carefully caresses her cheeks as he kneels before his wife.
Her smile at him felt bone-chilling, the gleam in her eye towards her husband betrayed everything her plans were going with, Harry staring at them like a ghost watching the living, the jealousy inside him burned alive.
He didn't like how easily Orion submitted to Walburga; he felt like it was destroying the only home he had ever been given; he would not let her destroy this family again.
Chapter 2: Chapter 1: Accidental Poisoning
Summary:
Smut officially begins, and the title is Self-explanatory, but for Hadrian, it's just downright amusing.
Harry is Only a bottom for his daddy.
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Hadrian was a bit glad his brothers were busy with Hogwarts, but for now, he had prey. Walburga black was quite amused with her trip down a flight of steps; unfortunately, he was not amused with her quick recovery.
"Daddy, why must you beg her?" Hadrian closed in on Orion, purposely sitting face-to-face toward him, green eyes locked onto those onyx eyes, their lips closed into one another.
"Because Hadrian, my marriage contract states I do, unfortunately, she could take your brothers if she wishes she can't take you with her, not knowing of your existence."
He was disliking Walburga more, but why not take advantage of her time away with a slight smirk? He pressed his lips directly onto Orion's.
Surprised by this action, but there was nothing that couldn't stop incest within the family hell, the black family madness practically promises it will be.
Orion kisses Hadrian back with fiery passion burning within him that even he didn't know he had in him.
He pinned his son down against the table, the kiss he broke, breathing heavily against Hadrian's ear, listening to his sweet, soft moans escape those sweet cherry lips so naturally sweet and intoxicating.
"Daddy," it's said so innocently, so breathtakingly so, Orion tears everything off like it was nothing, spreading his legs apart, desiring to want a forbidden taste.
He moves down, licking the tip, and those sweet, beautiful moans keep coming.
Hadrian grabs his father's hair. The room filled with desire, he keeps eye contact with his son as he begins moving his mouth down on his length, then up again, refusing to look away as he steadily preps his son's arse.
"Daddy p-please spank me~" as he begged, he couldn't hold back, but he didn't want his daddy to be humiliated by how inexperienced he was.
He came in his mouth just before he pulled away from Orion, tasting how sweet it was, the sinful desire that was common, but it was becoming less practiced.
"You came just for your dad. I'm proud of you. I suppose I can give you a treat for being so naughty." The words being spoken with lust-filled joy, and his heart swooning with love, he never thought he would be lucky to have this feeling.
They moved with Hadrian being positioned over Orion's lap, he felt his bear's arse rubbing it, feeling the soft skin that was rubbing against his hand. He felt like he could cum just by touching his bare skin.
Then the feeling of his hand slapping against his son's skin, the sweet, pleasant sound erupting from those sweet, tender lips.
With each hit, the breathing between them became erratic, the moans turned quickly into a pleasant sound of ecstasy, and that turned into him begging daddy for more.
Until manhandled, roughly bending him over the table and forcing himself inside him.
“F-fuck daddy please don't stop, I want I want all of you~”
The thrusts deepen, the moans continue, and the cum keeps coming.
He pulls his hair back, biting down into his neck, sucking on it and leaving his mark on Hadrian.
“You are mine and no one else's, you understand.” The possessive sound coming from his father was delightful.
“Yes, Daddy, I understand.”
With their time coming to an end, they had to finish up, and with Walburga returning home, lunch was the moment Hadrian was waiting for.
“Mother, welcome home.” Hadrian greeted her with fake warmth during their time alone for lunch. Orion couldn't make it as he had to tend to his work; he missed his father-son bonding time at breakfast.
Walburga gave him a cold, detached sneer, looking away from her bastard of a child; she didn't look at him again and instead dug into her food.
The food Walburga was eating tasted strange to her. This was the food she had been planning to give to Orion. 'How did it get mixed up!' Her thoughts rambled on and on, with her heart slowly beginning to fail her, final thoughts fading along with her as she suddenly collapsed onto the floor.
Hadrian pretended to be shocked as he called for his father. "Daddy! Something's wrong with mom!" His smirk was hidden so well that once Orion arrived she didn't see it; he was focused on his now dead wife.
"Do you know what happened to Hadrian?” Harry asked his son coldly, but beneath that cold was the true warmth.
"No one minute I came in while she was eating, but she suddenly collapsed onto the floor. Daddy, do you know what's wrong with her!?" He asked innocently enough, but it would never be enough.
“It appears to be heart failure. I'm not surprised it runs in the family. I just don't understand why now it shows up.” Orion, as displeased as he is, pretending underneath that mask, he was happy that his bitch of a wife is dead. He couldn't help but smile.
"The poison is not traceable, Kreatcher, let's just say it accidentally went in the food...don't you agree?" Kreatcher still could tell the master's head shift slowly, like a prey being scented out, like a prey about to be trapped.
"Yes, master!" Kreatcher squirmed and disappeared away from his master. Hadrian smirked and pulled out a vile.
"Best not to cross me again, I'm sure what I gave you will be just as efficient for what I have planned for you."
Kreatcher had come to Hadrian. He knew the master had done something, but he just didn't know what it was. "What did master Hadrian d-do to kreatcher!" he asked his master, who turned to him, cold and calculating.
“A bit of a drug I needed to test out seems like it's working wonders on you, Kreatcher.” His sadistic smile, no longer hidden the insanity of himself leaking through the mask carefully built.
“Don't worry there is a cure, just a bit twisted. You either have to fuck or die, simply put.” Kreatcher's face twisted with horror. Everything inside him snapped. Not once did his master ever try anything this twisted on him, but now the glint in his eyes scared him.
He moved closer to the house elf. “I have always wondered what it would be like to taste something so new.” The sound of lust escaping with each word, it wasn't uncommon for a house elf to sleep with their master.
Their eyes gaze at each other, sweet, tender lips clasping with rough lips, sloppy but sweet as he pinned the house elf down, opening his legs. He was surprised to see a cock with a pussy just below.
“Maybe I need to do more research on house elves,” he whispered to himself, putting his finger inside the elf's cunt.
Kreatcher let out a whiny moan. “Quite needed, aren't you servant.” he kissed the elf abruptly as he slid his cock inside the poor house elf.
Unlike earlier he didn't prepare; he put in. Thrusting each time. “Oh, you are such a good servant willing to do anything the master says. Even if it means killing your own mistress with her own design.” His thrust grew rapidly inside his cunt with desperation.
“Wonder how my precious brothers will take the news of a new brother and a dead mother, maybe it'll make us all closer as a family.” He purred in his ear as he moaned like a dirty slut with no shame.
“Keep it down, you don't want father to get jealous of you now, do we?” The elf shook his head with terror, knowing this would be the beginning of the new house of black.