38、Hallowing Lions 圣化之狮 ...
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Albus has Transfigured the old armchair by the fireplace, the one with the rough-hewn oak lion heads for armrests and the great clawed feet, to shifting, squirming life. For a lark. Wooden nails tap softly on the carpet as shaggy heads yawn and growl silently. Quarter past midnight as the two boys laze about; the old cat sleeps in the corner; Gellert leans against the inlaid coffee table in his thin white under-robe, spinning his wand slowly in one hand and smiling.
阿不思给壁炉边的旧扶手椅施了变形咒，其扶手上有粗制的橡木狮子头，底下的脚带着锋利的爪，变化着，活物般扭动：纯属娱乐。狮椅的木爪极轻极轻地扣着地毯，毛发蓬乱的狮子头则打着哈欠儿默默咆哮。已是零时十五分，两个男孩正无所事事；老猫在角落里睡着；盖勒特穿着他薄薄的白色衬袍，倚在一张嵌着图样的咖啡桌上，一只手慢慢地转着他的魔杖，微笑了。
" Adorable, Albus."
“怪可爱的，阿不思。”
" Just as long as I don't put it near the kitchen," Albus laughs." It likes to hunt in the larder, and it wreaks havoc with the preserving charms. But I' ve made sure it'll stay put…"
“只要我不把它放在厨房边上，”阿不思大笑起来。“它喜欢翻找食品橱，只要咒语维持就会造成各种破坏。但我肯定它一定只会是……”
" Semi-sentient."
“半有意识的。”
" Well, I do happen to be rather good at this sort of thing."
“是了，我碰巧很擅长这一类东西。”
" What happens if you sit in it."
“你要坐上去会发生些甚么。”
" Ah, well, that's the interesting part."
“啊，这个，那可会非常有趣呢。”
Albus has a particular way of pronouncing things interesting. Gellert has noticed, reserved for the oldest lore and the most complicated Dark Arts— and, apparently now, Transfigured armchairs. He stretches, contented as a big cat himself, and arranges himself in the chair with much mock dignity.
阿不思发“有趣”这个音时方式有些特殊。盖勒特注意到，这种特殊的发音是专留给最古老的学识与最复杂的黑魔上的——显然，被施了变形咒的扶手椅也算在此类。阿不思舒着身子，像只大猫一样满足惬意，故作庄重地在椅子上调整姿势。
As his hands come to rest on the armrests, the lions twist and catch his wrists in great jaws, holding him firmly to the chair.
当他的手在扶手上停止移动时，狮子扭弯了，用有力的下巴抓住了他的手腕，把他牢牢地按在了椅子上。
" A situation, you see," Albus says." of severe distress." His wand's not at hand; he's helpless. He doesn't look distressed in the least.
“如你所见，”阿不思说。“痛极了。”他的手里没有魔杖；他很无助。但他看上去可一点也不痛苦。
Gellert laughs and Vanishes Albus' robes.
盖勒特大笑起来并给阿不思的长袍念了消失咒。
The basement shudders and bangs. The cat flees.
地下室颤动起来并发出巨响。猫逃走了。
Neither of them blink, not anymore. Lock the door against mad Ariana, lock the door against sulking Aberforth, charm the flames up roaring and sparkling blue-black, and fuck with the weird shadowy light playing patterns over their skin and turning Gellert's hair to oily gold.
他们则完全没有感到不安。锁上门防备疯掉的阿利安娜，锁上门防备愠怒的阿不福思，念咒让火焰升起，熊熊燃烧着，闪烁着深蓝色的光，他们开始了，奇怪迷离的光影在他们的皮肤上映出各种图样，让盖勒特的金发上了油彩似的灿着。
Gellert sketches his wand over Albus' bare chest, murmurs strange charms, just this side of Dark, spells that play with sensation, spark down Albus' nerves and make him groan sweetly and thrust his hips against nothing. Sometimes not spells at all, just dragging the narrow wooden point over his skin, over his nipple, mischievous smile playing over his lips as he tosses golden curls out of his face and watches puzzlement in bright blue eyes, until Albus realizes he's just sketched the sign of the Hallows onhim and bursts out laughing.
盖勒特用他的魔杖在阿不思光裸的胸膛上描绘着，低吟着近似黑魔法的奇怪咒语，用咒操控，玩弄着感觉，点燃了阿不思的神经，让他惬意地呻吟着，髋部猛地一推而没撞到任何东西。有时又完全没有咒语，只是把狭小的杖尖在阿不思的皮肤上拖过，经过他的双乳，并甩开脸上的金色鬟发，嘴角含着恶作剧般的笑容，观察着对面那双明亮蓝眼睛里的迷惑，直到阿不思意识到他只是在他身上描绘了一个圣器的标志，爆出一阵大笑。
Sweat on Albus' pale forehead, hair disheveled over his narrow chest, as he drowns for a few moments in wild sensation and wriggles desperately against the armchairwhich shudders back like a great yawning cat, no doubt rubbing velvet upholstery in interesting ways against the sensitive bits. Gellert watches him, rests one foot on an armrest with bare toes curled over a woody mane, and stripsoff his own robes.
阿不思苍白的前额在冒汗，长发蓬乱地披在他光裸的胸前，在疯狂的感觉中沉浸了片刻，然后在扶手上拼命地扭动——像只打着大哈欠的猫一样颤抖着后缩，无疑在用一种有趣的方式以天鹅绒软垫摩擦私密处。盖勒特看着他，一只脚搁在扶手上，裸露的脚趾卷在狮子的木中毛上，脱下了他自己的袍子。
" Why don't you—" Albus pants.
“你为什么不——”阿不思喘着气说。
" Hush," Gellert says softly. It's late, he's a little tired, though the sight of Albus squirming helpless in his own armchair is stirring his blood a little, but he's still loose-limbed and lazy. So much he might test with those spells otherwise, with Albus his very willing victim.
“住口，”盖勒特轻轻地说。夜已深了，他有些倦了，虽说看见阿不思在他自己的扶手椅上无助地蠕动的确荡起了他血液中的一点激情，但他仍展着身子，懒洋洋的。不然的话，他可能会对那些咒许进行许许多多的测试，就用非常愿意成为他实验品的阿不思。
But even just giving a command— telling the ever-babbling Albus to hush, and being obeyed— oh. Yes. He brushes his hand over Albus' face, chuckles softly as he kisses his fingertips, then casts a quick spell of convenience and reaches down to prepare himself. Shame to waste Albus' arousal.
但甚至仅需发出一个命令——告诉喋喋不休的阿不思住口，让他听话——哦。是了。他的双手抚着阿不思的面颊，亲吻着他的指尖并发出极轻极轻的轻笑，然后投出一个飞快的便捷咒语，将手伸下去以作好准备。浪掷阿不思的激情可是一件憾事呀。
Albus makes a purring sort of noise to voice his approval, watches with reckless desire and a bit of a flush, until finally Gellert straddles him, arranges himself, sinks down very slowly with a groan in the back of his throat, and kisses him with languid demand, long and wet and hungry.
阿不思制造了一种呼噜呼噜的声音以表达他的赞可，脸微红，直至盖勒特终于凑近他，异常缓慢地，喉咙深处发出一声咕哝，倦怠而迫切地，久久地亲吻着他。
" Give me my wand." Albus murmurs as they break the kiss, their lips still almost touching, breath warm on damp skin. Gellert rolls his hips, laughs softly.
“把我的魔杖给我，”阿不思在他们终止亲吻的时候说，他们的唇几乎仍贴在一起，温热的气息喷在潮湿的皮肤上。盖勒特摇了一下髋部，轻轻笑着。
" Why"
“为何”
" You're using the minor relatives of the Imperius Curse to do things to my senses, aren't you" Albus murmurs, a smile playing on his lips. Magic rolling under his skin, magic shooting hot pleasure likelightning as Gellert rides him." Let mereturn the favor. In a way."
“你在用轻微的类夺魂咒控制我的感觉，对吧”阿不思轻声说，嘴角含笑。盖勒特骑着他的时候，魔法在他的皮肤下翻滚，魔法闪电似的让炽热的欢愉贯穿他全身。“让我用某种方式来‘报达’一下。”
" Say please." Not that he'd deny his friend. Not Albus, not brilliant beautiful Albus with his long elegant limbs and cloak of auburn hair and the mind of the century. But he loves to hear him play at begging; it makes that hunger unfold in his gut, that roaring hunger to command, control, use.
"说‘请’”他并不是在拒绝朋友。他不会拒绝阿不思，绝不会拒绝流光溢彩、鲜艳夺目，有着优雅修长、隐在赤褐色长发下的胴体与百年一遇的天才大脑的阿不思。但他就爱听他假意恳求的话语，这能激起他内心深处的渴望——那对命令，对控制，对利用的贪婪渴望。
" Please," Albus whispers.
“请你”阿不思低低地说。
" Accio wand."
“魔杖飞来。”
He slips it between his friend's long fingers, watches as he twists his wrist in the lion's jaws to get the proper angle. Watches a mischievous, uppity glint in Albus' eyes.
他把它迅速插进他朋友修长的指间，看着他在狮子的利爪下扭动着手腕以找到正确的角度。他看到一种调皮的，自负的光斑在阿不思的眼里跳动。
" Legilimens."
“摄神取念。”
Gellert gasps, one moment of shock and outrage, then glee, then digging his hands tight into his friend's shoulders as Albus whispers," Don't fight me..."
盖勒特倒抽了一口气，一瞬间被震惊与愤怒包围了，然后又感到欢喜，然后把他的手紧紧嵌入了朋友的肩膀，阿不思正低低地说：“不要反抗我……”
His mind glows; his mind is light in the darkened room, sunlight in the black fire, like the bliss of Imperius. But it comes up slow, not the plunging dive of the great curse, rising around him, with Albus ringing like phoenix song all through him—
他的思想焕发光彩；他的思想在漆黑的房间里闪耀，好似黑色的暗火里突然散出阳光，带着像夺魂咒导致的那种极致的幸福感，但这种感觉出现得极其缓慢，不像强大的咒语带来的急速下沉感，阿不思凤凰颂的音调全程在他耳边鸣响——
He throws back his head and laughs with desperate, drowning pleasure, every nerve in his body suddenly, terribly awake. Albus is reading him, not just touching his mind, bringing up fragments of memory after memory to scatter across his awareness— pushing him up against a tree and digging teeth into the pulse point at his neck, spinning auburn hair through his hands, long-fingered hands, warm mouth, a chaos of every time they've fucked— memories that engulf every sense he has, until he can taste Albus' skin and the bitter warmth of his seed, smell the dragonberry potion he'd licked off his back once, feel the lurch as they fall back together to the mattress—
他猛地抽回他的脑袋，绝望地笑着，淹没在了欢愉里，他身上的每一根神经都突然地，可怕地苏醒了。阿不思在读他，不仅仅是触碰他的头脑，更提出了他一段又一段的记忆碎片，让它们在他的脑海里分散浮现——推他，把他抵在树上，牙齿寻找着他脖颈上的脉搏点，飞快地把赤褐色长发绕到他的手上，那十指修长的双手，那温热的嘴，他们云雨中每一刻混乱的瞬间——记忆吞没了他的所有感觉，直到他品尝到了阿不思的皮肤以及他种子苦涩的温热，闻到了他曾从阿不思背上舔掉的龙莓果魔药的气味，感到了他们一同退回到床垫上时倾斜下去的感觉——
Somewhere in the real world he hears Albus laughing, and he's distantly sure that he's climaxed.
在真实世界的某处他听到阿不思在大笑，他模糊地确信他已到达顶点。
But the physical pleasure is suddenly meaningless. Even bound still, Albus reaches up and penetrates him with his mind, makes love to him with magic, and two great intellects shudder against each other in cascades of esoteric words as the armchair shudders in silent alarm.
但躯体的欢愉在突然间毫无意义。尽管仍被绑着，阿不思还是伸出手穿透了他的大脑，用魔法与他做了爱，两名顶级天才倚着对方在高深话语的洪流中颤抖，扶手椅也在无声警报中颤着。
译者注：
1. vanish，使消失。Vanish首字母大写是念消失咒的意思吧？
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第38章 Hallowing Lions
