fantasticbeasts_kinkmeme | Prompt Post #2

ROUND 2

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Grindelwald stares at him so intensely that he feels obligated to respond. Percival nods, slowly, so that he doesn’t anger his “husband.” Grindelwald makes a sound of approval and turns back to Credence. “Now, Credence. If we’re going to make you twenty brothers and sisters, Mummy and I need some time alone. Go along and play in your room now,” he says, shooing Credence away. And like the good boy that he is, Credence leaves his parents alone.

The door shuts and immediately, Grindelwald stalks towards him. Percival doesn’t dare move.

“Tonight’s the night, Percy,” he purrs as he slides off his coat and undoes his tie.

Percival suddenly shivers – Grindelwald’s voice sending waves of pleasure through him. He hates how good it feels. Grindelwald tenderly caresses his face with the back of his hand, making Percival’s cock jump and his ass leak. His breathing becomes labored and he can tell how much Grindelwald loves seeing him like this as his eyes grow darker and his smile gets wider. And that only makes Percival pant harder.

“Don’t you worry, Mummy. All we’re doing is making our dear Credence’s wishes come true,” Grindelwald strips them both with magic – the quick and simple solution to most things.

Grindelwald climbs on top of him and instinctively, Percival backs away. Grindelwald wraps a hand around Percival’s ankle in a vice-like grip and pulls him closer to him, until his ass makes contact with Grindelwald’s crotch. Percival struggles, weakly kicking as he pushes against the bed, trying to escape from his hold. “There’s no running from this,” Grindelwald says as he throws Percival’s leg over his shoulder.

“No –”

Grindelwald enters him with ease, the lubrication formed from the curse helping him along the way. Percival throws his head back as his body reacts eagerly.

“You’re absolutely perfect for the role of a mother, Percy,” Grindelwald pants as he rams into Percival, hands gripping his sides. “So soft and pretty. I can’t wait to see your stomach full of my children.” Percival squirms, shaking his head. His body betrays him, cock angry and red against his stomach, leaking trails of come between the friction of their bodies. Tears dribble down his face, mixing with the spit that can’t help but escape from the sides of his mouth. He quivers from the pleasure.

His body feels like it’s on fire and everywhere Grindelwald touches him burns. Grindelwald fills him with his large cock, thrusting rough and ragged, and Percival lurches forward each and every time. His leg feels heavy, but Grindelwald holds it in place on his shoulder and grips Percival’s hip with his other hand as he quickens his pace.

“Look at you,” he rasps. “So eager for my come.”

Grindelwald thrusts up, hitting Percival’s prostate and he sobs, loudly. Another thrust, and he has Percival gasping. In an act of defiance, Percival reaches for his own cock but Grindelwald grabs his wrist and violently pushes his hand aside. He grips Percival’s cock and squeezes the base so tight that’s painful – excruciatingly so.

“Beg me to come.”

Percival turns away from him, refusing to meet his gaze. “…Please.”

“Please, what?” The fist becomes even tighter.

“Please, Daddy!” Percival keens.

And Grindelwald lets go. He strokes Percival as he keeps thrusting into him and Percival comes, ribbons of white staining the sheets and splattering over his chest. Grindelwald groans.

“Now, beg for my come,” Grindelwald sneers.

Utterly humiliated, Percival bites his lip as if it will stop him from saying these words. “Please… come inside me, Daddy. Daddy, please.” He hates himself for this.

"More," Grindelwald demands, stretching Percival open.

"I want you to fill me with your come, Daddy," Percival sobs.

Percival’s entire body convulses against the sheets as Grindelwald roughly thrusts into him. With a few more thrusts, Grindelwald fills him with come, hot and thick inside of him. He continues riding out his orgasm, spurting bursts of come into Percival until he's satisfied. Percival feels it seep into his body, heat spreading from his pelvis to his stomach and he knows that Grindelwald has reached his goal. It's so hot that it feels like lava, raising the temperature of his body, making him wish Grindelwald would stop touching him.

Soon enough, Grindelwald pulls out of him and Percival can feel come trickle down the inside of his thighs. He feels dirty, and used, but at the same time he's sexually satisfied and he curses this damned marriage bond for dictating how he feels.

Spent, Percival curls on his side and lies there, panting. Grindelwald has some kindness in his heart to whip up a quick charm that cleans Percival and then he pulls a blanket over him.

“Now that wasn’t so bad, was it? You certainly looked like you were enjoying it.” He pats Percival’s frowning face and uncharacteristically kisses his cheek. “See you in the morning, Mummy.”

oh god...this is amazing, so dark... poor Percival,a nd Credence being so happy with it... there's an innocence there to him which just makes it all worse. fantastic writing

This is so fucked up, but so good!

OP here

Oh god I'm so sorry for not replying before now, things have been so crazy and I haven't been able to get on here, ugh.
This fill. Is. Amazing. Your writing is fantastic, it's so clinical and sexy and wonderfully disturbing as well? The tone is just wonderful, and I love your Grindelwald so much! Poor Percival, omg. I think this is my favourite bit so far somehow:

“Daddy went out to run errands. He told me to look after you, Mummy,” Credence says, like a proud puppy.

Percival swallows his distress. “That – that’s great,” he says, struggling through his words.

That one bit just sums up how immensely fucked up everything is, it's so dry? I love how innocent Credence is, and the conversation about babies, eeee.

Part 1b - ok, this whole thing is srsly hot, omg. Desperate and humiliating and ahhhhh so good. That's the stuff, I love this <3

Prompt Post #2

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