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Fifty Blue Shades of Harry	By : hpluv3r Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 13437 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Fairly intense punishment and SLASH! You've been warned.
The competency had been nothing like Harry expected. He sat down across from Ollivander, who took Harry's hands in his and closed his eyes. Harry, unsure of what to do, closed his eyes as well and tried to feel for whatever the other man was doing. Soon enough, he did. It felt as though his veins were pulsating towards a charge behind his sternum, and Ollivander let go of his hands.
Looking peculiarly at Harry, Ollivander says,
"As I expected, you have an immensely strong magical core." Harry waits for him to continue, assuming there was more.
"However" Here it comes.
"You are holding yourself back, your core is entangled. Harry, are you afraid of your magical capabilities?" Ollivander asks the dark haired boy.
"No.. not really..." Harry responds awkwardly. He hasn't been doing anything much with his magic as of late.
"Well, these barriers work like extra layers of skin. It will be hard to feel the calling of a wand's core if you are so distant from your own."
Harry tries not to allow the disappointment to show on his face.
"Harry, you are more than capable of creating magnificent wands. Perhaps some of the best this world has seen... But unless you free yourself of these uncertainties, that will not happen. I would be happy to train you my boy, but you must come back with a clear head. Whenever you're ready, you may stop by again, but not a moment before that ay?" he winks at the young man.
Harry thanks Ollivander and makes his way out of the store, disappointed and a bit upset. Ollivander confused him. Harry was capable of wand making but his soul was too fucked up? That wasn't going to change. Harry was going to have to look elsewhere for work.
Harry walks into his apartment and plops down on the couch, closing his eyes and balling his hands into fists.
Ollivander didn't even let him try to find a matching pair. Harry had always known he was tainted after everything that's happened. This just confirmed it.
Harry is pulled out of his reverie by a hand on his shoulder. Draco's.
He turns his head to look at the blonde, eyes dull with defeat.
"Hello." He says to the blonde.
"Harry." he nods at the other boy. Draco does not bother to ask how it went. Harry's posture was utterly defeated. He reaches down for the dark haired boy's hands, rubbing his thumb along Harry's fingers as though asking the other boy to open them up, and he does. Harry grimaces as he takes a look at the damage his nails had caused to his palms.
"Trying is too much work." he says to Draco.
"All I want from you is what you have to give Harry." Draco dearly wanted to make the other man feel better.
When Harry doesn't respond, he continues.
"Let me take over for you baby. Don't think just feel."
Harry nods his head, eyes closed. Draco lifts his chin up for a kiss.
It was everything Harry dreamed of and more. His kiss was soft and firm and demanding and Harry absolutely melted. How did Draco affect him so?
Draco pushes a palm into Harry's chest and moves to straddle him. His hand then pushes up towards Harry's neck, and a wave of arousal spikes through Harry as his airway constricts slightly. Draco uses his leg to separate Harry's and presses up against him. Draco's other hand teases at Harry's nipples, nipping and pinching them in a way that went straight to his groin. Eventually Draco's hand moved lower to grab Harry's balls, kneading them lightly and then tugging at his length. Harry was already panting like a dog in heat. He needed Draco to use him.
Draco reaches out his hand to the other man, helping him up onto his feet and pulling him into Draco's bedroom. Once there, Draco turns to look at Harry.
"Kneel." Draco says to him expectantly.
Draco wanted him on his knees. This was it. Harry knew it was coming.
He obliged, one knee at a time, finding the experience unexpectedly arousing. He looks up into the eyes of a very feral, very needy Draco. Seeing Malfoy's desire for him made Harry soar. He did not expect submitting to be such a turn on.
Draco moves towards him and bends him over so that he's on all fours. Draco unbuttons and pulls down both his pants and underpants, baring Harry's arse for himself. Harry blushes deeply but does not move.
Then Draco slides Harry's shirt up towards his shoulders, only to rip it in half at the top.
Was Harry going to orgasm without a single touch?
Draco stood up to admire his handy work.
Here was Harry Potter, naked, hard, and on his knees. Just for Draco.
Draco could barely keep himself from claiming the other man undoubtedly and mercilessly, but Harry had enough experience with that. That would be for next time. He needed to test the man's limits anyways.
Draco would show the other man what he has been missing. Opening up a drawer, Draco first takes out a blindfold.
He stands in front of Harry, asking for his permission with his eyes.
Harry sees the blindfold in Draco's hands, closes his own eyes, and bends his head towards Draco so as to help him put it on.
This man is an absolute natural, Draco thinks heatedly as he blinds the dark haired man.
Draco immediately hears a spike in the other man's breath. Harry was aroused but nervous about his sudden limitation.
He brushes his hand through Harry's hair, and uses it to hold him in place as he places a chaste kiss on his lips. Harry would undoubtedly enjoy this.
"Now Harry, I know that you've been instructed to behave a certain way, but I am Draco. I have different tastes, and I expect you to cater to mine. You will learn as you go, but for now just be yourself. I request that you tell me of any thought that crosses through your mind, whether it be how much you want me to fuck you or how much you want it to stop.
Understood, pet?"
Harry's mind was reeling. He couldn't see anything, and it intensified his nerves. He had to tell Draco what he was thinking? He found that a bit odd. He preferred to keep his thoughts to himself. However, Draco did say it was a request. Even if it wasn't, this still made Harry feel better.
A sudden and stinging smack to his arse brings Harry back to attention. What was that? It felt like it should be a leathery paddle of some kind. Another smack stings Harry down to his toes and makes him realize Draco was waiting for a response.
"Yes sir" he says.
"You will call me Draco."
"Yes Draco."
Draco pushes down onto his shoulders until they touch the ground and his arse is raised high in the air. Then, he spreads Harry's legs once again so that he could clearly see the cock between them, fully erect and already leaking. With a wave of his wand, the equivalent of a magical cock ring latched on to the poor thing.
"Have you ever worn one of those Harry?"
"No sir. "
SMACK
"No, Draco" Draco reminds him.
"Sorry Draco" he responds, already aching and wanton to the point where he'd do anything.
Good.
"Do you like to be spanked Harry?"
Harry hesitates, and again receives a SMACK as a result.
Harry groans. That thing is really stingy. And it builds really fast. But his cock was so hard.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
Harry groans again.
"Say it slut." Draco insists.
SMACK
"Yesyesyea I do I do but sometimes it's hard to take." Harry spits out in fear of the next smack. He wanted to rub so badly.
Draco, pleased with this answer, fulfills his wish, tenderly rubbing at the reddened flesh. It was personal, Harry liked it. The sudden contact reminded Harry about his weeping erection.
"Good pet. What else are you thinking?" he insists
Again, Harry hesitates.
SMACKSMACKSMACK
Draco was determined to beat the hesitation out of him.
The dark haired man lets out a moan and speaks "I want you to teach me how to handle it. I want you to punish me and use me."
"Ask me Harry."
"Draco... can you punish me?" As the words began to formulate, Harry had first felt shame and embarrassment, but then he felt something else. He couldn't describe it, but it felt good.
Draco growled in response, low and needy.
"I will indeed punish you."
Again, Harry first felt fear before being overcome by excitement. He needed it.
"Harry?"
"Yes Draco?"
"Remember I want you to be as open as you can be ok? Take a second to relax and process. I'm going to need to hear your reactions if you want me to enjoy this ok?"
"Yes Draco" Harry responds. He would try his very very best.
"What we do tonight is going to push your limits a bit. How do you feel about that?"
Harry takes a second to ponder the possibilities.
"Excited.. and.. nervous.." he responds honestly.
It was getting very hard for Draco to ignore his own erection. He had wanted this for so long. Harry wasn't the only one he was torturing.
"I want to fuck you so badly Harry." he says out loud, honestly. A prize for Harry's own honesty. He unzips and frees himself finally, and moves to press against Harry's hot arse, and they both groan at the contact. He is pleased when Harry pushes back onto him.
"I want that too.", Harry responds needily.
We will have plenty of time to do that. Tonight is special. You will enjoy it but it will be very trying."
"Ok" Harry responds, begging for any kind of touch. The suspense was killing him.
The sudden feeling of lips on his cock made Harry ravenous.
"Draco please I need to cum." Harry says needily.
"You only needed to ask pet."
Draco removes the ring and swallows Harry down his throat in one go. This is too much for Harry, and he orgasms heavily. As tempted as he was to roll over and lie down, he remained where he was, fully aware that Draco still had yet to cum. He wasn't done with Harry.
"Are you ok to keep going?" Draco asks him.
"Oh, yeah. Definitely." Harry responds.
"On a scale of 1-10, how sore is your arse right now?" SMACK Draco asks, throwing one in there as a reminder.
"I guess I would say about a 6 or a 7." Marvelous. That paddle packed about an 8 on average. Draco couldn't help but wonder how much of this was Harry and how much was Charlie's influence.
"Harry."
"Yes Draco?"
"If you want me to punish you surely you need to remind me what you are being punished for."
"I ruined your potion, Draco."
He received five stinging smacks that brought tears to his eyes.
"That you did. What else?"
What else?
"I'm too damaged to make a wand." Harry adds bitterly.
5 more smacks. Draco would ask about that later.
"What else Harry?"
"Uh, I slammed Charley into a wall."
When Draco hesitates, he continues,
"Please, Draco."
5 more smacks, and Harry whimpers with each one.
"DIG. DEEP." Draco yells at him.
"For everyone who's died because of me." Harry says, his voice cracking.
That was a big one. Draco would test his limit with this one.
By the 10th smack Harry was sobbing, though Draco couldn't be sure how much of it was from the emotional pain. Harry had a lot of that stuff.
"Talk to me Harry.", Draco says.
Harry tries to gather his thoughts, but can only manage a weak "don't stop."
It felt right. Fuck it.
Draco goes to scoop up the hurting man, easily carrying him over to the bed.
Draco goes and gets several things from inside the drawer, takes off his own pants, and sits down on the bed. He bends Harry across him so that he had a lap full of the punished flesh.
He covers his hands with oil and begins to knead. Soon enough the dark haired boy was hard again and squirming all over him.
SMACK
This time it was Draco's hand. It felt different. More personal, less stingy. And he started rubbing right after. Harry loved it.
"Alright, keep going then." Draco tells the dark haired boy
"I don't know what else to say I just don't want it to stop."
SMACK
"That's not enough for me Harry. Tell me why."
"Why? What do you mean why? Do you realize how many people have died? Everyone that cares about me dies. My parents died for me. Then Sirius. Albus. Fred and Remus. "
Draco begins spanking him hard and consistently.
"These smacks.."
"are because"...
"YOU"
"are so FULL of yourself." The smacks get heavier. Harry's breath quickens as the tears start flowing again.
"You think they died for you..."
"As though they weren't trying to save the fucking world..."
"They died for ALL of us.."
"I should have done better." Harry interrupts, tears openly pouring out as he tolerated Draco's punishment. He continues stubbornly,
"No matter what you say, they're all gone. And I'm still here. I could have done better."
Survivor's guilt. Silly Harry, always carrying the weight of the world even when he no longer needed to.
As difficult as it was for Draco to keep going, he wanted to see when and if Harry would tell him to stop. He needed to know that Harry was capable of doing that.
Just at that moment, Harry speaks again,
"Draco, please..."
"Please what pet.."
"I.. I don't know."
"Does it hurt?"
"Yes, but it feels good."
Hmm... Draco decided it was time to add some other party favors to the mix. He smirks as he lubes up a small vibrating plug and places it at Harry's entrance. Draco easily coerces the plug in all the way, and Harry moans again.
Wait till he turned it on.
Draco resumed spanking the dark haired boy hard and steadily.
Harry became preoccupied with trying to process the way the plug moved as Draco spanked him.
"I will NOT allow you.."
"to WASTE AWAY.."
"You will USE your strength."
"And when you feel guilty.."
"Come to me..."
"I will put you in your place Potter..." The force behind the smacks increase again and Harry squirms needily, utterly affected by Draco's words but also terribly sore. Harry softens slightly, debating whether or not he should say something.
He told Draco he would.
"Draco... it hurts."
Draco stops spanking. Harry's bum was a very deep red. Draco would be lying if said said he didn't have a massive urge to fuck it.
He picks up a lotion and applies it tenderly. This one was different, it felt cooling, and Harry groaned.
"Do you want it to stop Harry?" Draco asks the other man.
"I.. I don't know." Draco smacks him lightly, aware that Harry was just about at his limit.
"Figure it out and be honest with me.", he demands. He really hoped Harry could do it. How much damage could one man have?
"I.. I don't think I can enjoy it anymore." Harry admits.
"Very well done Harry."
Draco is very pleased and relieved by Harry's response. Honesty would take them very far.
Draco picks up the other man and places him on his lap, facing towards him. Harry groans painfully as his weight settles onto his sore cheeks.
Draco brings Harry's lips to his and kisses them tenderly, gently exploring the other boy's mouth with his tongue and tasting him. Harry whimpers needily into Draco's mouth, simply allowing the other man to have his wicked way.
Then, Harry feels the pressure of Draco's hands on his shoulders. Draco wants him on his knees again. He licks his lips in preparation as he shuffles down on to the floor. Draco takes his hand and puts it on his cock.
Harry opens up wide and relaxes his throat, determined to take in all of Draco. Humming around the length, Harry felt good. It felt right to give himself to Malfoy. The man has been nothing but pleasant to Harry, and all he wanted in return was Harry himself. Harry continued to suck Malfoy's cock with determination and vigor.
Suddenly, the vibrator inside him began to move. Harry could no longer prevent the moans from leaving his mouth as he blew the blonde.
Sooner than expected, Draco had to pull the other man off of him, not ready to cum just yet, as he had waited for this moment for so long.
"Draco.. please.." Draco ignores him.
"Draco, please fuck me." Harry begs, looking up needily at the blonde as the vibrator continues to move inside him.
Draco immediately pulls him back on to his lap and removes the blindfold from Harry's eyes. He reaches between them, removes Harry's plug, and places his own cock at the quivering entrance. He stares hungrily at Harry, who is still squinting from the sudden light, and says
"Sit. Fuck yourself."
Harry needily lowers himself onto Draco. It hurt so good. He bounced, quickening pace as he saw the need in Draco's piercing grey eyes, and Harry needed to please him. He began stroking his own length, sprawling wide knowing that Draco was just sitting there watching him as he fucked himself on Draco's cock. It felt incredibly dirty and delicious.
Everything was so intensified. Draco had opened up a door, as Harry has discovered the wonders of willing submission. If Harry had to describe the feeling, he might've said it felt something akin to allowing someone to pick a heavy cloak off your shoulders and then rub them.
He was close, and informs Draco of as much. The blonde responds by picking him up suddenly and laying them both on the floor, facing each other, Draco now on top.
"Harry, I need you to take this for me. Ok?" Draco asks urgently, he himself very close as well.
Harry whimpers in need.
"Yes, please Draco"
Draco kisses Harry's lips softy, pushing the man's knees back and spreading them wide.
He stares at Harry's face, slightly maddened with a need to claim Harry as his own.
He pulls nearly all the way out, and thrusts in swiftly. Hard. Then again. And again.
Very soon, Draco was using all of his body weight to pound Harry into the ground. Suddenly, he pulls out and flips Harry over onto his stomach. He re enters Harry just as suddenly and leaves a streak of fire burning inside the dark haired man. Yet still, Harry arches his back to receive Draco eagerly as he fondles himself.
Draco puts all his weight on Harry so he could focus on thrusting, making sure to abuse Harrys prostate as he kept the other mans legs spread with his own.
"Ugh fuck Draco, I need to mmg" Harry did not expect Draco to stuff his fingers into Harry's mouth as he tried to speak. Draco was already moving at a brutal pace and as he began to choke Harry with his fingers it became too much. Harry orgasmed for the second time that day, and Draco was right behind him. Both men were more satisfied than they have been in a long time, and passed out from the strength of their orgasms, bodies still entangled.
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