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Collection of related one-shots, in chronological order, pertaining to Barty and Harry.

Written for the Harry Potter Halloween Collection Competition

Prompt: 43 (feeling) Terrified

Again and Again

The two lovers tumbled onto the bed, their clothes painting a trail from the door to their destination. Both moaned when their naked skin touched. Slowly, gently, Barty spread his lover, delighting with every gasp, every moan he wrung from those kiss-abused lips.

He watched, burning every expression, every sound, into his memory.

Harry looked exquisite in the throes of passion, and no one but Barty would ever see him.

When nothing but pleas for more came from those lips Barty thrust in, eyes closing as the searing heat enveloped his member. It took everything he had to still, to let Harry adjust, but every time Harry clenched around him Barty could swear that he reached nirvana.

He claimed those sinful lips, and pulled out, before slamming into the wonderful heat. Harry's moans and gasps were music to his ears, and he allowed himself to be lost to the pleasure that was coursing through his body.

While outside those walls war raged and the terrified public clamored for their Savior, their Chosen One; inside the safety of their haven the lovers lost themselves in each other again and again.