My Will | By : Akemi Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 10950 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
disclaimers: not mine.
warnings: sex, sex, sex. :)
note: this was actually supposed to be part of Tom/Harry fic that I never wrote.
Voldemort carressed Harry's sides, nails leaving red welts behind. Harry blotted the image of the Dark Lord and focused his entire mental capabilities on picturing that it was Draco instead doing those erotic actions to him. Draco's hands were sliding from his hips to rounded arse cheeks but there was nothing that could make the dry feeling of Voldemort's hands disappear. Harry cringed as he was pushed closer towards Tom's chest, face nearly muffled against the fabric of Tom's tunic. He could feel Tom's erection pressing achingly hard against the velvet material of his robes. The denim of Harry's jeans rubbed against Tom's weeping shaft, earning a quiet moan from the wizard.
Tom, with one word, made Harry's jeans vanish, leaving the boy completey naked and vulnerable. Harry gasped as the cool, night air swept through the room from the open window, the drapes billowing in the breeze. His nipples hardened immediately and much to Harry's dismay, his penis was starting to rise as well. Was he really turned on by Voldemort? Or was it his bodies natural reaction to the stimulus? Harry was easily thrown to the bed, Tom smirking at him.
Tom straddled Harry's slender hips, his own frame leaner and taller than Harry's. Tom's covered penis was placed just perfect against Harry's free one. "Buck for me, little one," Tom purred. Harry gulped, knowing he had to do what was told to him or else his friends would face Voldemort's wrath. Harry, testing, rotated his hips only to be met with mind blowing pleasure. There was something sinfully sweet about rubbing against the velour robes, about humping against Tom Riddle...
Harry's motions became more frenzied, his hips moving wantonly, penis scraping against Tom's huge shaft that was nearly bursting from the confines of his robes. Tom stopped Harry's administrations. He carefully undressed himself, body nothing like a normal person his age. Harry gazed at the person above him, surprising himself that he was admiring Tom Riddle. Despite the scaley quality of his flesh, Tom was quite beautiful. Long tendrils of black hair fell to the man's waist. He was sculpted like some Grecian statue, pale and lean with lithe muscles stretching underneath the milky, albaster flesh. Harry's eyes trailed to the man's erection; hard and an angry red, the man's sac was constricted painfully tight with the need to orgasm. Harry, feeling slightly odd underneath the crimson gaze, started the dry humping again.
Needless to say, the feel of flesh sliding along hard flesh, the sounds of skin slapping against skin, of strangled moans and groans, the smell of sex... Harry's fingers squeezed at his nipples, rolling them and plucking them, bucking harder against Tom. The feel of that heavy shaft and his own self-stimulation sent Harry over the edge as he climaxed, spilling his sperm against his and Tom's chest but Harry didn't stop, even as his penis started to become flaccid. The more tender, the more pain and Harry liked pain. Tom, a man of extreme stoic nerves, ceased, earning a slight twinge of pain from his penis, reminding Tom that he desperately needed to orgasm.
Harry's penis, pink with the post-climax rubbing, was starting to expand again and Harry just knew that this new erection would be tremendous to the other. Tom dropped to his knees, digits touching the penis before him. His tongue flicked against the slit, tasting the cum and nearly spilling himself right there. The semen was an aphrodisiac. No one had ever tasted sweeter.
Harry moaned. It felt too good to be coming from Voldemort, the man he was destined to kill. Enemy and...lover? Harry didn't know if he wanted a repeat of the nights activities but he was going to enjoy it. Pleasure was something to covet and Harry was going to do just that. Tom's tongue retreated from Harry's penis, trailing towards the nearly hairless sac. He trailed his tongue to Harry's anus. "Spread your legs for me." Harry hesitantly pulled his legs apart, hole visible.
Tom's tongue licked the outer regions of the tight circle, slathering it with saliva. Harry's eyes screwed shut at the pleasure radiating through his body. He hadn't known it could be like this. The tongue pressed further into the tight hole, past the ring of muscle. Tom withdrew his tongue, spitting on his fingers and shoving two inside up to the knuckles. Harry winced at the expected pain. Tom wasn't setting aside regard for Harry. He was horny and he wanted to fuck Harry senseless but...he could always prolong it.
He added a third finger and finally a fourth, just enough to loosen Harry but not enough to reach Harry's prostrate. "On your stomach," Tom commanded. Harry obeyed easily, cock pressing erotically against the duvet underneath them. He bucked against the cotton, the friction causing him to gasp and then moan deeply. A slap to his arse cheek stopped him. "Dont do that." Tom positioned himself behind Harry, propping the boys hips onto his thighs and Harry's legs between his arms.
Deciding to punish Harry for his act of self-indulgence, Tom slid the head of his penis into Harry and stayed completey still. Harry tried to move against him but Tom was stronger. Harry groaned, cock painfully swollen and his balls choking on the building cum. Tom rimmed Harry's anus, pushing in and out, teasing the puckered hole. After a few minutes, Tom decided he'd done enough and with one fluid thrust, he was buried to the hilt inside of Harry.
Harry's cries of pleasure were loud, echoing around the room. Tears filled his eyes at the amount of bliss. Tom slid nearly all the out before diving back in roughly. He gripped Harry's hips, getting deeper and further than he thought possible. Harry's anus pulsated around his cock, enforcing the need to take him harder and faster. Tom pounded mercilessly into Harry, the bed shaking and that mattress creaking under the onslaught. Harry felt as if his entire body was radiating pleasure. He encircled his aching penis, jerking himself off in sync with Tom's thrusts.
Tom scraped against Harry's prostrate, the boy's moans were contagious and Tom soon found himself moaning along with Harry. Harry felt his pulse and he knew he was on the edge. With another harsh thrust, Harry was orgasming onto the duvet and into his hand, shooting loads of semen. Harry's inner walls clamped onto Tom's erection making the passage even tighter. One, two thrusts and Tom was cumming. Tom flipped Harry over. The glorious erection was dwindling in size but Tom wasnt perturbed. He sucked on Harry's cock, teeth scraping the tender flesh, and fingers playing with Harry's sac. Soon, Harry was experiencing his third orgasm.
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I'm on pervy girl ;-)
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