An ENTERPRISING OMEGA

Chapter 26 : Biting

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Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceRape/Non-Con
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Fandom:
Harry Potter - JK Rowling
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Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Flight of deathHarry Potter/VoldemortHarry Potter/Tom RiddleSirius Black/Remus LupineLucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black MalfoyRodulphus Lestrange/Bellatrix Black LestrangeRegulus Black/Severus Snape
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Tom Riddle | Flight of deathHarry PotterMalfoy Family (Harry Potter)Black Family (Harry Potter)Weasley Family (Harry Potter)Longbottom Family (Harry Potter)Death Eater CharactersOrder of the PhoenixSeverus SnapeOriginal CharactersRose Bush FamilyCedric DiggoryRemus LupinSirius BlackFenrir Greyback
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French
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Published:2022-10-17Updated:2023-12-11Words:157,236Chapters:61/?Comments:377Kudos:868Bookmarks:132Hits:34,549
An enterprising omega
DespairQueen
Chapter 26 : Biting
Notes:
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Rather than immediately returning to the bedroom, Voldemort took his omega to the kitchen for a late night of herbal tea. The youngest had covered himself well before his nighttime stroll and he did not seem any more worried about the prisoner. In fact, Harry didn't seem to have any compassion for the old man. Voldemort really wondered about this. How and why was this not doing anything to the omega? This secondary sex was quite known for its sensitivity but it was true that Harry had never shown much evidence of this. And for a Gryffindor, he had rather a self-preservation instinct worthy of a Slytherin. A little puzzle on legs and Voldemort wouldn't be able to fall asleep without having thoroughly questioned his lover about recent events. He also assumed that he would have his own questions about the nighttime descent.

-Would you like some honey?

Voldemort blinked and saw the younger man rolling the honey spoon over his cup. He wondered if he had really gotten lost in thought. Maybe.

-No thanks. I wondered about you.

The black mage watched his companion put the spoon back in place and then stirred his herbal tea, leaving the container on the table. Like he was too hot for him.

-I listen to you and you know that I will answer honestly. It's not like anyone can lie to you, anyway.

Indeed, his ability to detect lies was very well known in their country, so no one dared even if a few had tried to discover the limits of his power. Until they scream under a Cruciatus Curse. Many forgot that he had little patience, even more for idiots. Voldemort leaned a little more against the round table he used to eat at the manor when he was alone. Placed under a narrow window, it gave rather poor light during the day. And therefore no lunar rays at night, which made him look like a vampire emerging from the shadows.

-What do you think of what I did to him?

-…Not much really. I don't know what happened, so I have no idea why you tortured him like that. Although torture isn't... Sure, you're pumping his magical heart, but he's fine, that much is clear. He would suffer much more being in Azkaban.