Chains Like Trophies | By : UntilTheVeryEnd Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9544 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Sometimes Harry didn’t mind the cage. When Draco was feeling particularly generous, he would keep it at its most spacious size, giving Harry enough room to spread out. He might lay a blanket down for him, and fill his ass with a friendly butt plug, rather than the vicious dildo that was attached. Draco was not in such a mood, however, and the cage was adjusted to keep Harry scrunched on all fours. He was impaled on the giant cock that buzzed agonizingly inside of him. His knees dug painfully into the cold metal floor of the cage as he tried, futilely, to shift into a more comfortable position. He did not like this at all, but that was the point. He was being punished for repeatedly coming when he didn’t have permission.
The worst part wasn’t the cramped space, or the constant buzz of the dildo in his ass, or his own hard cock that had been spelled to prevent release, or even the fact that he hadn’t been let out to use the bathroom (there was a small puddle of piss under him that he just couldn’t stop)—it was the loneliness. Draco had left him in there, on edge, all day, only visiting once to wank over the cage, enjoying Harry’s desperate attempts to catch his come in his mouth and ending up with much of it on his face. By the time Draco returned to the room at the end of the day, it had dried, some of it sticking to his eyelashes and making him squint. Harry could have, with difficulty, rubbed some of it off with his shoulder, but he didn’t. He wanted Draco to see that he appreciated any attention he was given, and he was really trying to be good. But when Draco returned, he didn’t acknowledge Harry at all. He stripped out of his clothes and dressed in his pajamas right in front of him, knowing without looking that Harry’s cock was hardening at the sight. Draco hadn’t been inside of Harry in a few days now, and he knew that the denial had Harry panting with need, but he didn’t feel the same loss. He enjoyed the tightness of Harry’s hole, of course, and the closeness he provided, but he could get off well enough on his own, watching Harry writhe under his administrations. So he went straight to bed, without even glancing at the captive man.
Harry felt like he could cry. He knew that Draco had made it so difficult to obey the “no coming” rule because he wanted to punish him for another reason that he couldn’t say. He wanted to punish him for leaving him multiple times a week to go to work. Draco never asked him to quit, but Harry knew he wanted him to. He felt awful, caught between doing what he loved and making the person he loved happy. And worst of all, he had work in the morning, and it didn’t look like he was getting out of this cage anytime soon.
Time passed slowly as he stayed there, cramped and unable to sleep, and eventually, without meaning to, he did start to cry. He kept glancing at the clock, which he could just make out in his peripheral vision, feeling more and more anxious as it got closer to the time he had to leave for work. Would Draco let him out? What if he didn’t? What would he do? He wondered if Draco would really keep him there, and if he should use the safe word if he did. It hit 5:00, and he was starting to panic. Even if Draco did let him out, how would he be able to focus and do well at work? He hadn’t slept at all.
He was so wrapped up in thoughts about what he was going to do that it took him a minute to realize that the sound he heard was Draco unlocking the cage with his wand. And then he heard Draco say, “Come here.” Harry’s heart was racing as he slowly and painfully pulled himself off the giant dildo. He crawled over to the bed, and then up on to it. It was 5:30 AM and still dark, but his eyes found Draco’s and held them for a moment. And then Draco motioned for him to turn around and pulled him closer, rubbing his shoulder as they spooned. Harry sucked in a breath as he felt the tip of Draco’s cock at his entrance, and then the whole thing inside of him. Draco moved slowly and softly, kissing Harry’s neck as he did so. Harry moaned and pushed back, relishing this feeling that he had missed so much.
“You may come,” Draco said, removing the spell on Harry’s cock, and he did, exploding in fulfillment and release. Draco came soon after, but he did not remove himself from inside of Harry. Instead he stayed there and continued to rub small circles on Harry’s skin until they both fell asleep.
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