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Slytherin Slut	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 286081 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Chapter List
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Chapter Fifteen: Submissive Sex

Codes: M/M, Anal,Oral, Minor2 (too young for sex), Toys, D/s, Dom, Humil, facial, and M/s

“Where the hell are we going, Potter?” I demanded as I trudged through the snow. It was utterly miserable outside and I almost didn’t care what ‘perfect place’ Potter had in mind for our little tryst this time. If he wasn’t such a damn amazing fuck I wouldn’t even be out here.

“Don’t get your balls in a twist, Malfoy. You’ll see,” he said without looking at me.

I rolled my eyes and pulled my coat closer to myself. It was snowing and building up quickly. I had no idea where the hell he could think would be a good place to fuck outside in this weather. It was practically a blizzard. Finally, I spotted that despicable little hovel that the half-giant lived in and froze in my place. “You’ve got to be joking!” I said.

“Oh lighten up,” Harry said as he grabbed me and pulled me towards the place. “Hagrid’s not even home. He asked me to stop by and check on things while he’s in London getting something for classes. Nobody’s going to be around until tomorrow. Plus, do you really want to walk all the way back?”

I glanced behind me at the distant castle and scowled. “There’s no way I’m fucking you in there,” I said even as I let him pull me towards it. It would at least be warm and dry in there. “Who knows what little vermin are running around in there.”

Harry rolled his eyes behind his glasses but didn’t say anything else and pulled me along. It took another moment of trudging before we got inside and I sighed some as the heat washed over me. Harry closed and locked the door as I looked around the place. It was tiny. And the dead things hanging from the ceiling weren’t exactly my preferred decoration. Fang lifted his head from where he was laying on a giant bed before huffing and going back to sleep.

“I’ll stoke the fire,” Harry said as he walked past me. I nodded some and took off my scarf and coat.

“This place… is disgusting,” I said eyeing some jars of something that looked very much like rancid fat. “There is no way you’re fucking me here.”

“So you said,” Harry replied as he took off his own coat. “But at least take you’re wet clothes off.”

My eyes widened. “And do what? Sit on a dirt floor?” I asked gesturing to the floor of the place. “You’re off your broom.”

Harry gave a heavy sigh and looked around. “What about the chairs. We do have them here you know.” I eyed them some and frowned. They were rough looking and the last thing I wanted was to get a splinter in my arse. Harry sighed again, sounding agitated. “Just strip, slut,” he ordered.

I froze for a minute and tried to suppress the shiver that his tone of voice caused. I recognized it in an instant. It was the tone he took everytime he wanted a piece of arse. Specifically mine. I looked over at him and gave a cold glare. “I told you I’m not doing that here,” I said. “You’re a pervert for even thinking about it.”

Harry didn’t look impressed and took out his wand. “You’re the pervert,” he said putting the tip of his wand under my chin just on this side of painfully hard. “Now, I said strip. I won’t tell you again,” he ordered.

I gave him a defiant look but let my fingers find the buttons of my shirt anyway. He met my eyes with a glare of his own and I shivered. His wand scraped down my neck and bare skin as I dropped my shirt to the ground. He smirked some and pointed his wand at my pants. He murmured a spell and my belt and pants undid themselves to fall to the ground. I couldn’t help but be aroused by the turn of events and his smirk widened into a smile as he dragged the tip of his wand over my sensitive flesh. “Slut,” he said and I felt my arousal spike. I groaned and my eyes fluttered shut as he moved his wand back up my length.

“For all your bitching you don’t give a damn where I fuck you do you?” he said and I did my best to not react to that statement. He laughed a bit and grabbed me by the hair. “Get on your knees.”

I practically buckled down to the ground at his order. But I still wasn’t happy with the situation so I made sure to glare up at him. “This place is a hovel,” I growled.

“So what? You fuck Snape in his dungeons. Don’t go saying you have standards now, whore,” he growled back before jerking on my hair some. “Everyone knows you don’t.” He undid his pants and pulled out his thick erection. “Now, put that mouth to better use,” he commanded.

I opened my mouth to protest but before I could he shoved his cock down my throat. I couldn’t help but groan and start to suck on him, habit taking over despite my desires to be difficult. Harry groaned and pulled my hair to force himself further down my throat. “Merlin, you give such a good blow,” he said as he thrust his hips forward.

I put my hands on his thighs to steady myself even as I relaxed my throat and let him be as rough as he wanted. My own length was aching between my legs but I ignored it to suck on him harder. My tongue rubbed over the taut skin of his cock and swirled around him whenever I had the room to. He groaned again and I could taste the precum on my tongue and in the back of my throat. Suddenly, he pulled me away and I closed my eyes as his release hit me directly in the face.

Harry chuckled a bit and used his cock to smear his release over my face a bit more. “You look so good with cum on you,” he told me not for the first time.

I opened my eyes to look up at him. “Are you satisfied now?” I asked, trying my best to sound annoyed and not aroused.

Harry shrugged and glanced around. “I guess. But you look pretty needy to me,” he said before pulling me up by the hair. He dragged me over to a trunk and tossed me over it. I grunted some as I hit hard.

“Potter! What the hell? I gave you your blow!” I hissed in annoyance as he quickly conjured ropes to keep me bent over the large trunk.

“I know. But I never said I’d be done with you after that now did I, slut?” he said as he grabbed my cock and pushed something down the hole. I whimpered as he blocked my release with the thin rod. “That’s right, whine like a bitch,” Potter said as he spread my legs painfully wide and tied them off on something.

I felt something wrap tight around my balls and grit my teeth to stop the sound of pain from escaping. I cried out as he shoved something hard and very large into my arse as deep as I could take it. I heard him chuckle some as I panted to catch my breath. He’d done all of that remarkably fast and my head was spinning some from the sudden changes. He turned whatever it was in me and I groaned. “Wh-what is that?”

“What this?” he asked as he pulled it out and thrust it back in. I cried out and arched as much as the ropes allowed. “Just a little toy my godfather lent me,” he said casually.

I frowned at the mention of a godfather but before I could question it further he thrust it again and made me scream. He kept thrusting it deep and hard and I couldn’t help but shriek and moan each time. Tears built in my eyes as the pleasure turned to pain as I was over and over denied my release.

Suddenly, I realized whatever it was was making me slick and I could only hope it wasn’t with blood. Harry did something and the item started to vibrate inside of me, increasing my torment by tenfold. I cried out and fought against the ropes to try as I was driven mindless with pleasure and pain. “Please!” I shrieked after what felt like ages of hard fucking with whatever it was. “Please let me cum!”

Harry chuckled and thrust it hard inside of me again. “You can beg better than that, whore,” he told me.

I felt tears drip down my dirty face. “Please! It hurts! I need to cum!” He didn’t stop and I scrambled to think of what he wanted to hear. He needed to dominate and disgrace me. He needed to control everything when we got together because he couldn’t anywhere else. Suddenly, it occurred to me. “Please, Master! Please I beg you!”

He froze at that. “What?” he asked, seemingly bewildered.

I whimpered some, still throbbing with built up arousal. “P-please Master…” I whined as pathetically as I could. “Please let your slut cum…”

I heard him let out a breathy noise and I knew I had hit it on the head. He wrenched whatever it was out of me and practically ripped the bindings off my cock before slamming his own into my backside. I shrieked and clawed at the trunk under me as he pounded into me hard.

I only lasted a minute before I cried out and came across the trunk and floor. He groaned and buried himself in my backside several more times before he came inside of me. We were both panting for air as he pulled out of me and circled to collapse on the bed. “Fuck, that was brilliant,” he breathed.

I smirked a bit as I felt him drip down my leg. It hadn’t been what I intended in the least but it had been good. And I’d discovered another of Potter’s buttons. That was always nice. “Can you untie me now?” I asked. I frowned when he didn’t respond. “Potter?” Still no response. “Oh, you did not pass out and leave me like this! Potter! Potter, wake up you bastard!”
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