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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Slughorn/Tom_Riddle;_mention_of_Slughorn/various
  Character:
      Horace_Slughorn, Tom_Riddle
  Additional Tags:
      Dirty_Talk
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-05-31 Words: 2144
****** One of a Kind ******
by snarkyscorp
Summary
     Tom knows just how to get Slughorn to agree to anything.
It started simply. A Glumbumble, neatly pinned to paper in a glass tray,
properly labeled, sat atop Slughorn's desk. The sight of it lifted Slughorn's
mouth into an ample grin. Whomever had left it obviously intended it as a gift,
wrapped up so nicely for him, but the person certainly had no idea what the
creature was worth—ten Galleons at least to the right buyer.
Slughorn trusted it was luck or some student's secret admiration towards him.
Neither was unusual, given his prowess for collecting the best and the
brightest of the world. Still, something about the Glumbumble's bent wings and
wilted carcass unnerved Slughorn; it was nearly impossible to just stumble upon
a dead Glumbumble, after all, and killing them was quite a task. One had to
pierce the Glumbumble's heart, located under its jaw, and the fluids the
creature secreted upon death caused great melancholy if they came in contact
with skin.
The next evening, when several unicorn hairs showed up in a glass phial in the
pocket of his robes, Slughorn's pulse quickened despite his best attempt to
remain unfazed. Glumbumbles were one thing; unicorn hairs were quite another.
"Do you like them, Sir?"
The soft, assured voice startled Slughorn so much that his turban slipped down
over his eyebrows as he jumped. Lifting the brim with his fingertips, he turned
to find Tom Riddle standing in the doorway to the Potions classroom. A wide,
coy smile slid its way across Tom's full, boyish lips as he took the first few
steps into the room. Tom looked dashing in his Hogwarts robes, tie perfectly
stuffed into his jumper, trousers fetching on his slight body.
"I thought you might. To the proper buyer, Unicorn hair is worth quite a
profit." Tom's smile faltered just so. "Not that I would ever suggest you sell
them, Sir; I thought they would make a great collector's piece. One of a kind."
"They are quite a gift, Tom," Slughorn hummed proudly, admiring them up close
with squinted eyes to see the illustrious details, the glittering texture.
"Quite a gift, indeed, my boy." A thought struck Slughorn then; he turned his
worried eyes to Tom. "You found these on Hogwarts grounds, I assume? Snagged on
tree branches, mm?"
Tom stopped and regarded Slughorn's expression for a moment, as if reading an
interesting passage from a book, and then his smile returned, just as coy as
before. "Yes, Sir. Snagged on a tree branch, as luck would have it. I thought
of you of course, how you fancy your collections, your perfect little
trophies."
Slughorn grinned proudly and tapped the glass of the phial with his fingernail
before slipping it into his pocket again for safekeeping. "And the Glumbumble,
too, then?" he asked, chuckling. "I ought to take you deep into the Forest
sometime, Tom. Quite a little adventurer you would be."
"A good luck charm, I daresay," Tom offered, moving closer.
"Quite." Slughorn sat behind his desk and watched as Tom's fingers brushed
ghostlike over the old wood of the desk. Shifting, Slughorn's cock stirred in
his trousers in the quiet calm of the classroom, empty for the evening save the
two of them. He admired the perfect, boyishly full cheeks on Tom's face, and
the gentle upturn of his young nose. Exquisite. Like a fine Greek muse come to
life. Slughorn's fingers itched to brush the stray brown hairs from Tom's face,
to kiss at the sweet dimples when he smiled, to finger his virgin pucker in the
darkness of his chambers, as he had done to so many others before. Merlin but
Tom would be the perfect ornament to his life's work, an invaluable treasure in
his collection.
"Could I bother you with a question, Professor?" Tom asked, breaking the sweet
silence with his inquisitive voice.
"Of course, Tom; anything for you, my boy," Slughorn praised, rubbing his
sweaty palms to his thighs, against the rich silk material of his slacks. "But
please, call me Horace when we're alone." Slughorn winked for the proper effect
and was pleased when Tom laughed pleasantly.
"All right, Horace," he hissed fondly, tongue snake-like on the final syllable.
To Slughorn's surprise and delight, instead of taking a seat as any other
student might around the other side of the desk, Tom moved around it and lifted
himself with his palms settled flat on the surface. Tipping his lithe body
back, he exposed the lean planes of his boyish form as he seated himself atop
the desk. Slughorn exhaled, unable to help but wet his lips at the sight before
him.
"I was just wondering, Sir—Horace," Tom began, "If you might know what worth
unicorn hooves hold to the right buyer."
Slughorn's gaze, which had been drowsily sweeping over Tom's body, snapped up
to his face. Eyebrows furrowing in confusion, Slughorn removed his cap to brush
his hair back, and set the turban aside beside Tom's left thigh. "I would
assume they are quite valuable indeed, Tom, but truth be told I have never been
fortunate enough to come in contact with such procurements directly. Why do you
ask?"
Tom tipped his head with a smile that became him and melted Slughorn's very
bones. "Well you see, besides the unicorn hair I found snagged on a branch, I
also found the actual beast itself, dying in a clearing near the edge of the
Forest. I cut off one of its hooves and the horn too, and you and I could go
back for the blood and other parts if you like."
Slughorn could feel the sweat beading at his brow. The look on Tom's face was
nothing like he wanted it to be—all sweetness and innocence removed, the smile
that faced him was grotesque and heavy with the knowledge of life and death.
Tom had always been one of Slughorn's favorites, since their first lesson
together when Tom added an extra sliver of mint leaves to his Boil Cure Potion
to ease the stench, but lately, there was always something troubling on the tip
of Slughorn's tongue in regards to Tom Riddle. Something dangerous, unsettling.
"You look a little pale, Horace," Tom said. Leaning forward, Tom brushed a
fingertip along the crease of Slughorn's thin lips. "Or...shall I call you
Professor again?"
Slughorn swallowed. "Well...now, let's just... Of course I'd like to see the,
well, the creature in its natural habitat, shall we say?"
Tom beamed. "Much more like you, Sir. Shall I show you the way?" Tom's long
legs stretched, small feet slithering up under Slughorn's ample thighs. The toe
of one shoe rubbed dangerously close to the now obvious bulge in Slughorn's
trousers. "Or shall I stay and please you for a while?"
Now Slughorn was sure Tom was the same sweet boy who showed so much aptitude
all these years! Yes, the very same, indeed, who had brought him the wonderful
gifts he'd found, who was innocent surely to the ways of men. Slughorn slumped
a little, legs spread obscenely to allow Tom's feet room to maneuver under his
thighs, and hummed pleasantly.
"There's a good lad," Slughorn grunted, chest heaving. "Perhaps the unicorn can
wait, my boy, until... well, yes, Tom, until you have pleased me. I daresay you
are certainly quite pleasing to me."
Tom chuckled, toe wriggling up against Slughorn's hard prick as he applied
slight pressure.
"Mind your shoes, dear boy," Slughorn panted, slumping further, his large
stomach impeding part of his vision. When Tom removed his shoe and curled his
toes around the lump of flesh that hardened ever more under his ministrations,
Slughorn cursed softly. "That's the way, Tom. That's just the way."
Tom's toes stroked and rubbed until Slughorn was a simpering mess who had slid
halfway out of his seat to get more pressure on his prick. Finally, when it
became too unbearable to allow Tom to continue that way, Slughorn reached for
the fly of his trousers. Small, nimble fingers stopped his progress.
"Please, Sir," Tom whispered, dropping his toes away as he leaned in. "Allow
me."
Small hands worked slowly at the belt buckle, fumbling in just the exact way
Slughorn always imagined they would. Merlin, yes, they clumsily brushed his
dick, stuttered at the zip, fought with the buttons. Watching Tom as he knelt
down on the cold stone floor before him, Slughorn counted every lucky star that
he had collected this specimen early, that no other man had surely tasted of
his sweet innocence.
When Tom looked up, his small fingers wrapped around Slughorn's dick, pulling
it free of his trousers.
"Merlin, Tom," Slughorn grunted.
"Shall you tell me what to do, then?"
Slughorn gaped at Tom for a moment, as if he had forgotten him. "Of course, of
course," Slughorn stammered. "You don't know how, do you? Well, let Professor
Slughorn take care of you. Yes, just stroke from the base of it there, that's
how I like it. Firm fist, Tom, like a good lad. Ah yes, quite like that, my
boy, and rub your thumb—yes, yes, yes…"
Besides Slughorn's instructions, it was quiet in the room save the sound of Tom
Riddle's hand working up Slughorn's prick. Slughorn watched, eyes wide and
hungry, as Tom bent towards the head of his dick and gave it an experimental,
light lick.
"Was that out of line, Horace?" Tom asked, the slithering 'S' hissing in the
air between them.
"Oh Merlin no, my boy… I'd like it if you licked your little tongue right there
at the base, perhaps even over the balls if you like—oh there's a lad…"
For a moment, Tom lapped cat-like at the swell of Slughorn's balls and the base
of his dick. Tom's tongue flattened then, drawing up the full swell of his
erection, all the way to the moist, swollen head. Unable to help himself,
Slughorn grunted and gripped a handful of Tom's hair, mussing it.
"Now, if you'll indulge me," Slughorn murmured sheepishly, "With a little talk?
You can say anything, how good it feels, how it's your first time touching a
man like this… Oh, anything would be nice between licks."
Tom chuckled against the head of Slughorn's dick. "You mean, I should say
things like, 'Oh, Professor, your dick is so large I could barely fit it in my
pliant little mouth, Sir'? Or, 'I might choke on the thickness of it, Sir, and
licking it makes my little dick so hard for you'?"
Slughorn grunted again, orgasm drawing near the more Tom went on. "Yes, my boy,
yes!" Tom had stopped licking though, so Slughorn pressed his fingers into
Tom's hair, urging him on. "Go on then, Tom, don't stop now."
But Tom was staring at him with the kind of look that Slughorn feared—it was
the same knowing gleam that had been present earlier, the same glint that
frightened Slughorn and which made Tom look so much older and more experienced
than he surely was in these matters.
"And you won't tell anyone about the unicorn I maimed," Tom whispered, suckling
a trail of spit from base to tip of Slughorn's cock. "Will you, Professor?"
Tom's fist returned to Slughorn's prick and squeezed at the base quite firmly,
until it was almost painful to Slughorn.
"Now…now listen, Tom—"
"If you tell, I'll just inform the Headmaster about the other boys you've taken
to your chambers," Tom spluttered, voice thick and nostrils flared. "Don't you
think it would be better to keep it our little secret? And of course, I'll need
help hiding the beast and draining its blood. It's so slick and silver in the
moonlight. Perhaps we could take a walk to the Forest, and you can lay me down
in the dirt and have your way. Would that please you?"
Tom's hand was working at Slughorn furiously now, and Slughorn couldn't help
but watch the drizzle of sweat that beaded on Tom's pale brow. Speechless was
hardly the word as Tom bent over and sucked in Slughorn's prick with a boyish
moan. There was nothing more to do than tug on Tom's pretty hair and be done
with it.
Just as Slughorn was brought over the edge, Tom pulled away and allowed him to
come on his rosy cheeks and thick, parted lips. Tom lapped at Slughorn's dick
and massaged his balls until Slughorn forced his hands and mouth away.
"You do promise, Sir?" Tom asked, wiping his mouth with his shirt sleeve. "Not
to tell anyone about the dead unicorn?"
Later that evening, when Slughorn helped Tom Riddle drain the pale, gaunt beast
of its blood, he could not help but wish he hadn't such an affection for boys
like Tom—he would give them anything they desired for just a touch or taste. A
poor tradeoff, for a lifetime of guilt.
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ne leg and rest it over his shoulder and slammed into her womb harder.
Molly screamed out his name again scratching his shoulders her body shuddering
in delight.
“You like that?,”he smirked. His shaft made gushing sounds the way he rocked
his hips.
Molly whimpered and groaned loudly as she nodded gripping onto his shoulders.
“How about a ride on Nightwatcher’s “bike”?”
He switches spots and on his back on the mattress allowing her sit in reverse
cowgirl position.
Molly blushed and nodded as she started to ride him.
He watched her do the work at first but then he help and pumped upwards.
Molly moaned then orgasmed as she panted.
Raph made one last push and exploded into her core.
Molly whimpered one last time and panted heavily.
Raph turned and laid her body down then pulled out. He stood up just to undress
himself before hugging her back.
“I love you, Molly”
“I love you too Raph,” Molly said as she snuggled against him and fell asleep.
While she rest on her arm, Raph turned to her night stand and turned off a
lamp. He hugged her back again, kissing her neck.
The next morning Molly woke up and opened her eyes stretching.
Leo woke up and nuzzled his now mate’s neck as he breathed in her scent.
Bluu batted her eyes open and they gazed into his eyes.
“Mm, Morning...my jungle ghost,”She spoke softly and stroke the side of his
face.
Raph was already up and the sweet smell of breakfast tells that he found
Molly’s kitchen.
Molly got dressed in her sweatpants and sweatshirt as she walked into the
kitchen yawning.
Leo smiled at her and churred softly saying, “morning my Brazilian princess.”
She giggled sweetly and kiss at his beak.
“Sleep well, baby?,”He smiled at her.
He tossed the last batch of pancakes onto a large plate.
Molly nodded smiling back up at him then her head started to hurt. She had a
hangover.
Leo chirped and licked her cheek stroking it then kissing it after that as he
rubbed her thighs.
He turned everything off from his cooking station then turned to her aid.
“Sit down. Let me get you some water!”
She hugged his head again and smiled down at him. Bluu loved waking up to see
him in her arms. She peppered kisses all over his face.
Molly sat down on a kitchen chair and clutched her head in pain.
Leo churred again as his hands slid to her butt cheeks groping them roughly.
Raph grabbed a cup from the cabinet and filled it from the faucet. He sets down
in front of her and turned for the pancakes.
“Leo!,”She laughed over his skin.
Molly took the glass of water and drank it.
Leo smirked as he then squeezed them roughly then slapped them.
She lets go of him with a squeak.
“Leo! Easy! I don't have my strength back yet! Plus I could use a shower!”
He moved the plate piled with pancakes then set it in the center of the table
along with other clean plates for the two.
Raph rubbed her head as gently as he could and even kissed it lovingly
Molly whimpered and squeaked from that as her cheeks heated up.
Leo sighed and nodded taking his hands away from her butt cheeks.
Bluu pecked a kiss on his green lips then got up. She headed out the mouth of
the cave with a small basket with clothes and soap, carrying it towards the
waterfall.
“Feeling ok now?,”Raph asked.
Molly nodded and started eating his pancakes.
Leo just watched her go as he smiled to himself.
She was wrapped in her cloak where she folded it near her basket then stepped
in water. Bluu approached under water fall and took her hair down.
He sat down and ate with her. Raph was pleased at how she enjoyed his cooking.
Molly hummed in delight as she chowed down on more of the food.
Leo decided to get breakfast for them. He left the cave to search for any
berries and fruits nearby.
Bluu was far too busy washing her fur that she didn't realize he left the cave.
She scrubbed her fur a while then decided to swim around to soak away the suds.
Then something made a noise in the bushes.
As Raph ate, he did a little footsie with her tiny feet. He looked up and
smiled when ever she made a reaction.
“Ahh R-Raph please!” Molly whined as she soon finished eating her food.
Leo then came back with a handful of berries and fruits and was looking for
Bluu now.
But she disappeared. She thought the sound came from Leo but instead it was
human. In fact the worst kind who poaches for money. When he came out and
threaten Bluu with his gun. She lunged at him and fought at him.
He smirked at her and did again this time he brushed his foot on her leg.
What Bluu didn't know was that he wasn't alone.
“Aaah Damn it!,”She cried.
Molly moaned softly. She then got up and ran into her room hiding in her
closet.
Leo soon attacked the poachers and threatened to kill them if they didn’t let
his beloved go.
The last poacher snapped,”Take one step, Jungle Ghost,and shoot it!”
Bluu gasped as the gun pressed on her head and a hand gripped tightly on her
wrist.
Raph blinked but he smirked deviously.
“Ooh, you want to play that game?”
He gets out of his seat to follow.
Molly was dead silent fearing he might find her any second now.
But Leo was way too fast for him with his ninja skills swiping the gun out of
his hand and tore through his hand with his sword.
“Hurt her again and next time it won’t be so pretty!”
The hand splattered blood when it bounced on Bluu’s leg and she let out a
shrieked.
The last poacher howled and swore in vain before running out through the
forest. The rest of the gang did the same when they witness a malice scene.
He pretend he didn't check closet where she hid but when he turned down the
hall and heard the closet door squeak he twist quick and snatched it open.
“FOUND YOU!”
Molly squeaked and yelped.
Leo picked her up and took her back to their cave.
Still naked, she clung onto him with the spot of blood from his victim on her
thigh.
He grabbed her then carefully toss her over his shoulder with a wide smile on
his face.
“Daddy found you ~!”
“Pffft you wish. You’re not my daddy!” Molly said frowning.
Leo washed the blood off of her thigh and comforted her trying to calm her
down.
“You...scared me,”She answered.
The last time she seen him this horrifying was when he butchered the shredder.
“Smart-ass, huh?,”he slapped her ass afterwards,”How cute!”
Molly whimpered and mewled in pain and in pleasure.
“You shouldn’t be scared of me Bluu. I was only like that because I was afraid
I was going to lose you!”
“I know and I'm sorry!”
Quickly she hugged him.
“I didn't mean it like that! I-I'll be careful next time so you won't worry
again!”
He carried her into the bedroom and kissed her long and rough against the
mattress.
Molly kissed him back just as passionately as she rubbed his now naked
shoulders.
Leo nodded as he hugged her back tightly to him and clutched onto her burying
his face into her neck.
Bluu kept tears back by kissing at the side of his face and wrapped around him
tightly.
His tongue slipped inside and danced with hers.
Molly french kissed him back trying to dominate him.
Leo cried silently into her shoulder kissing her neck.
Bluu sighed at his desperate loving and she returned on his neck as well.
“Leo, I love you so much!”
But battle grew slippery as Raph's tongue brushed at every angle in her mouth.
To cheat,he slipped his hand under her shirt to squeeze her breast.
Molly moaned at that then rubbed his crotch with her knee.
Leo smiled at her gazing into her eyes as he said to her, “I love you too
sweetheart.”
Her hands stroke the sides of his face as she stared back.
He grunts in response but he didn't let her win. He dominated her tongue with
his then pulled his mouth away.
Molly pouted cutely now looking away from him.
Leo then kissed her passionately on her lips.
“Leo, Mmm,”She moaned.
He chuckled then stole a bite on her neck.
Molly groaned and whimpered slightly.
Leo deepened the kiss stroking her cheeks molding his lips on hers.
Every angle was a bliss as they kissed. Bluu rubbed Leo's head for more.
He bit harder to make a love mark and more throughout her throat and shoulder.
“Raph ahh please!” Molly moaned out as she spread open her legs.
Leo delved his tongue deep into her mouth and explored her wet cavern.
“Hmm?,”he replied.
He took her hair and gently pull it back and lick her neck.
She allowed him access with another sweet sigh. Her eyes remain sealed.
Molly mewled softly as she arched her back in pleasure.
Leo entwined his tongue around her wet muscle and french kissed her.
It drove her off edge and she couldn't hold her balance for long. Finally she
was settled on to the bed of dead leaves.
His hands slid down to her womanhood and gave her womanhood a good stroke.
Molly slapped his hand away as she moaned.
“Easy there Tiger. You didn’t suck on my breasts yet. You have to do that
first.”
Leo wandered his hands all over her body caressing and touching and nook and
cranny of her body as he wrestled with her tongue.
“Whatever you say, baby cakes!”
The top flew across the room after one swoop of his hand.
His hand squeeze the first again while his mouth attack the other breast.
Bluu whimpered through their lock lips.
Molly held his head close to her chest as she arched her back again moaning
lightly.
Leo separated from her lips to let her breathe as he licked the trail of saliva
that connected their lips breaking it.
Her eyes fogged with lust. Bluu panted heavily and shakily.
He could almost taste a slight sweetness of milk when he suck hard.
“Ahh Raph please! Fuck!” Molly said whimpering it.
Leo slid into her as he made hickeys on her neck nipping her skin.
“Leo! Aah!,”She cried hugging him tightly.
He lets go to look at his work swollen and pink.
“You're so cute when you beg for me hon’.”
Raph replaced his fingers from her other nipple and use his tongue to arouse it
more.
Molly squeaked as she arched her back again.
Leo wandered his lips down further across her shoulders nibbling some more as
he slammed into her harder
Her cries begged him not to stop and she moved her hips trying to follow his
rhythm.
He looked her in the eyes as he placed his mouth over it to suck. Raph wanted
to watch her freak out.
And that Molly did. She squeaked and screamed his name.
Leo picked up speed thrusting faster harder and deeper into her grunting.
“Ooh, so good!,”She moaned.
Bluu licked his neck and bruise with her own love marks.
“Mm,Molly,”he groans.
When he finished, Raph pushed her back into the sheets and stroke her
womanhood.
Molly elicited some more moans and mewls as she shuddered in delight.
Leo started sucking on one of her nipples tweaking the other making it harden
as he grinded his hips into hers.
Bluu cried louder driven on edge.
He used the juices to stroke lubricate himself and pushed himself inside.
Molly scratched his shoulders as she screamed in pleasure the dead could hear
her.
Leo switched nipples now sucking on the other one as he searched for her g
spot.
“Yes, Leo, YES YES!!”
Her eyes squeezed tight and her head hung back for her climax to flow.
He rocked her body through every pump he made. The headboard of the bed bang
violently.
Molly gripped his shoulders as her body rocked with pleasure moaning.
Leo reached her g spot humping and pounding into it as he orgasmed into her.
She yelped when he finished and gotten dizzy. Bluu held onto her love for
support from falling over.
He grabbed her face in one hand and dropped his head into a savage kiss as he
continued thrusting into her.
“Raph! RAPH!!!” Molly screamed as she clenched her sheets.
Leo slipped out of her breathing heavily as he wrapped his arms around her.
Bluu nuzzled into his chest. For now and forever she wants nothing in the world
but his warmth.
He grabbed her thighs and stood on his knees to push them far back in order to
move deeper into her womb.
Molly was close to nearing her orgasm she mewled again.
Leo snuggled against her as he kissed the side of her face.
She closed her eyes and hummed softly with a small smile that was stayed on her
face for a while.
Raph had the speed like a monster. The slapping grew as loud as the squealing
bed.
Molly reached her high and came hard all over him whimpering.
Leo closed his masked eyes as well keeping her tight against him as he fell
asleep.
He bit his bottom lip as his high ripped through him as well.
“Hell YES!,”he grunts.
Molly moaned one final time before she panted heavily.
He pulled out of Molly and took a breath before Raph held her waist and nuzzle
the back of her neck.
“I love you Raph,” Molly said snuggling into him putting the covers over them.
“Love you more,”he smiled.
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