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Slytherin Slut	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 286105 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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A/N: You would not believe how pumped I was to write this chapter... Hence why the last three chapters have come out pretty much rapid fire. Draco fully embracing his slutiness here and it's wonderful! I'm going to eventually (when I'm happy with it) post a one shot companion to this chapter, the last chapter, and the missing part between them of Harry's point of view. It'll be lovely and informative and all sorts of wonderful naughtiness. *is also pumped for that* All that said this may be the last update for this particular story for little while while I work on some of the others.

Chapter Twelve: Slytherin Seduction

Codes: M/M, Anal (briefly), Oral, Voy, Minor2 (too young for sex), Facial, Humil, and brief mention of others

I moaned as I felt the last seventh year shoot his load inside of me. I was panting hard for air as he pulled out and wiped his front off with my shirt. I slumped some against the bookcase I was sitting against as they fixed their clothes and left with a few parting crude comments and names. I didn’t care though, I didn’t even bother to close my legs. There was some strange twisted satisfaction in having just how much I’d been used by them on display. Their cum was leaking out of me and onto the floor and my groin and some of my chest was splattered with my own. It was a huge mess and Filch would blow a gasket at the state of the floor.

It didn’t take me too long to notice that all of the heavy breathing wasn’t coming from me though and opened my eyes a bit more to look around for the source of it. I heard a shuffle and saw something flutter near the ground. I stuck my foot out and I felt what felt like fabric snag over my toes. My toes went invisible for a moment before what looked like a cloak suddenly appeared and fell to the ground. But what my attention was attracted to wasn’t the cloak but the sight of a very flushed and wide-eyed Harry-Sodding-Potter standing there clearly stunned.

My eyebrow shot up in surprise as he stared at me with a gaping mouth. Slowly my surprise dwindled and I let myself look Potter over better. His skin was flushed and sweaty and his clothes were messier than usual, as if he’d just hurried to fix them and done a bad job of it. A very bad job as I could still see the clear lump of arousal in his trousers. I smirked. The Golden Boy was a pervert. I definitely liked that revelation. “Enjoy the show, Potter?” I asked, shifting so that my legs were under me instead of sprawled, I didn’t bother closing them though.

Potter instantly turned indignant. “No! You’re a freak Malfoy!”

“Oh? Most people just call me a slut,” I replied casually and I noticed he stiffened some. That made me wonder so I decided to press a bit. I shifted so that I was leaning closer to him. “Do you think I’m a slut, Potter?” I asked innocently, which was laughable considering my current filthy state.

“Hell yes!” he snapped. “You just took a fist and did six blokes, Malfoy! What the hell else would you call it?”

My smirk grew. “You were watching since then? My aren’t you the peeping tom?”

His face turned bright red and he recoiled some. “I’m not a peeping tom!” he denied, not without a bit of sputtering first. “You’re the pervert having sex in a public place!”

I looked around the empty library. “Oh yes,” I drawled. “It’s so very active in here at two in the morning. But since we’re on the subject… what are you doing here at two in the morning? It’s very naughty of you to be breaking the rules like that…”

Harry scoffed. “You’re breaking the rules too, hypocrite,” he pointed out.

“Mmm, true… but I’m having fun doing it,” I said shifting closer to him. “Of course, the same might be said of you…”

“I came here to study!” he declared instantly.

“And you stayed to watch me be a slut,” I finished. He stiffened again and his fist clenched tightly. I licked my lips some and tucked my chin to look up at him in my best faux-pout. “Do you like watching me be a slut?”

“No!” he shouted instantly but the way his pants were tenting were telling me a very different story.

I pouted a bit more and reached out to lay a hand on his groin. “Oh… maybe it’s seeing me left here all filthy that gets you going then. Do you like seeing me all used and tossed away?” I asked just as innocently as before. It was somewhat of a gamble but I was good at identifying kinks and Potter was hard as a rock for some reason. Considering our history I couldn’t say I’d be surprised if he got off seeing me ‘disgraced’ or whatever else someone might call it.

Harry practically growled and knocked my hand away before backing up. “Keep your hands off me, Malfoy. You’re sick and probably got all sorts of diseases!” he hissed.

I ‘tsk’ed lightly. “Oh, poor innocent, Potter… Wizards don’t get those silly sexually transmitted diseases that Muggles do,” I informed him. “And if we somehow do manage it a potion will clear that all right up. I’m perfectly clean-” Harry snorted and I smirked, “of diseases.”

“Still doesn’t change the fact that you’re sick,” Harry grumbled. “I’ve got better things to do than let you crawl all over me.”

I blinked. “You think that was crawling?” I asked lightly. “Oh no, Harry… that wasn’t crawling at all, but I could if you want,” I teased and his face got even redder.

“Forget it, Malfoy! I’m not that hard up to consider you!” he said with a sneer worthy of a Slytherin.

“Your cock about to bust your zip says different,” I said reaching out to fondle him slightly through his jeans.

He groaned a bit before taking another step back. His back hit the table and he gasped some in surprise before glancing behind him. “Leave me alone, Malfoy!” he said in what I imagined he fancied to be a warning.

I didn’t move closer again I just sat back, letting my legs splay a bit more and pouted. “Alright fine… I just hate leaving a cock all heavy like that. I was going to help you out but if you’d rather I not…”

“I don’t need your help and I don’t want it either!” he snapped, pulling his robes closer together.

I sighed and looked off to the side. “No, I suppose not… oh well, I can’t very well force you to shove your prick down my throat,” I said. I saw Harry stiffen again out of my peripheral. “I suppose you can just go back up to your dorm and take care of it yourself. A simple silencing charm should keep your little Gryffindor pals from noticing you wanking off to me all filthy and crawling to give you a blow.”

I heard a tiny whimper come from his throat and barely resisted the urge to smirk. Apparently, he really did have a Slytherin streak if my dirty talking was getting him off more. He did like seeing me act like a slut. That would definitely be easy for me to use against him. Poor innocent Potter probably had no idea he even had a kink yet but that hardly mattered. I’d exploit it anyway. I sighed again and let my hands ‘clean’ the mess on my stomach away though really it just made a bigger mess. “I suppose I’ll just clean up and go to my dorm. The others’ll be missing me. I usually give them all a nice blow before bed. I doubt they’ll want my arse tonight though, it’s already so loose,” I said conversationally.

Harry was staring at me again, his mouth hanging open some and probably more aroused. “Y-you do your dorm too?” he gasped. “Bloody Hell Malfoy are there any Slytherins you aren’t buggering?”

“Not the first years,” I replied. “And I don’t do the girls often… but on occasion…” I shared with him. I had it in my mind to seduce Potter tonight even if it was just for a blow and I knew precisely how to get it. “But the boys in my year aren’t so bad. It’s the Quidditch Team that can really get me sore.”

His eyes widened even more to the point I thought he’d actually have his eyeballs plastered to his glasses. He actually shifted forward some. “You… really are a slut…” he breathed. “How the hell are you getting away with all that?” he asked.

I put a finger to my chin and thought about whether or not I could risk telling him. It could cause serious problems if I did and he blabbed to someone. “Mmm, if the right people like your arse… well then you can get away with a lot…” I finally settled on telling him.

There was a moment of silence. Then he seemed to choke on nothing for a minute before managing to breathe. “Y-you… you fuck Snape?” he demanded in a near horrified sounding whisper.

“No,” I said and he relaxed instantly at that. “He fucks me.”

He choked again and grabbed at a nearby chair for support. “Holy hell… how can you… he… Merlin that’s sick…” he stuttered.

I scoffed. “Hardly. He’s got a great cock. Pounds me for hours,” I said subtly leaning closer. “Likes to tie me up too. Spanks me until I cry and then fucks me so hard I see stars…” I said in a conspirator’s whisper.

“You… let him do that to you?” he demanded, still seeming horrified.

“Oh, yes,” I agreed. “I love it. Nobody fucks me like Snape does… I get so filthy and worn out… it’s brilliant.”

He continued to stare at me, apparently too stunned by what I was telling him to come up with a response. Ever the clever one Potter was. I leaned closer and raised a hand to undo his zip. “Let me show you some of what you learn when you’re a total slut,” I said as my fingers pulled out his hard cock.

I just had enough time to gauge that he was fairly average in size, perhaps a tad longer than normal, before I swallowed him whole. He gasped and grabbed at my hair. He tugged to pull me away for a moment but I just used that as the start of me bobbing my head over him and he quickly forgot to try and pull me away. I shifted my hand down to his surprisingly large balls and started massaging them as I repeatedly took Potter down my throat.

Harry moaned and his fingers tightened in my hair as his cock twitched. He wouldn’t last long. I could already taste his salty precum at the back of my throat and if my guess was right he didn’t have much experience. “Malfoy, you slut!” he gasped his cock giving another twitch.

I mentally smirked at having pegged him right and sucked hard. He groaned loudly and his hand in my hair tightened as his length seemed to explode. I swallowed as much of him as I could but he surprised me with the amount he gave and I had to pull away to breathe before I could take it all. His cock gave a few more spasms and I closed my eyes just in time to not get it directly in my eye as I felt his cum splatter on my face. I was less than happy about that but since I’d just seduced the hell out of Potter I wouldn’t complain this time.

I opened my eyes, somewhat odd feeling with his cum sticking to one eyelid, and looked up at him. He was staring down at me with his mouth open as he panted. I licked my lips to clean up some of his release that I’d missed. “Come by the Slytherin lockers after the game this weekend. I promise you’ll like it,” I told him as I tucked his length away and zipped him back up. He seemed to shocked to do anything but nodded mutely and then quickly flee.

After he left I reached over for my shirt and wiped his cum off my face. It hadn’t really been in my plans to sleep with Potter but seducing him had been more than a little amusing. And now I was insanely curious as to how far that little voyeuristic/witness to humiliation streak he had went. Besides it wasn’t as it one more lover would kill me.
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