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The Dove; Distressed	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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'In the nude.' the perverted voice repeated Draco's statement in her head.
Now all she did was picture Scorpius with no clothes on and her hands exploring his lean, sexy body. Those thoughts only increased her feeling of helplessness. Her body was desperately begging for attention and she refused to permit it.
Dove closed her eyes tightly. She was having major difficulties ignoring the ache between her legs. The ache literally was pulsing through her entire body and she was sure it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge. Maybe even a simple stroke along her back in the right place. Or a caress to her neck.
Or the simple knowledge of a naked Scorpius waiting for her. The thought of him kissing her until the pain went away.
Waiting for her.
'You can smell him.' The voice whispered to her.
Could she really? Dove sat up straighter in the stool and took a sniff. Yes... She could smell him. She shuddered at the thought. Maybe she was some sort of animal in heat.
"Your body will lust for him. A lust so powerful it could cause your mind to go insane." Professor Snape's words came into her head.
She was craving Scorpius. Dove had never been addicted to anything- until now. All she could think was him. His cool, patronizing voice. His short, soft, nearly white, blond hair. His stone cold, blue eyes. Those soft, skilled lips of his.
She even craved his sneer. As long as it was for her, she didn't care what it was, she wanted it. She wanted him.
And now he was waiting for her. She thought eagerly.
'Go to him.'
No...! She didn't really want him. It was all fake! Like she had took a lust potion. It wasn't real love. It wasn't even real lust. She was cursed to have these feelings toward him. For him.
She was on the brink of screaming now. The thought of him made her body jump with ecstasy, and the feeling was unbearable. She needed a release. She needed her fix. Just like a druggie. She was an addict.
Dove wiped her forehead and jumped off of the stool, clamping her legs together in an effort to stop her throbbing sex that demanded attention. Her whole body was wet. With sweat, with tears from pressure and frustration, and other... substances. She felt the tickle of a warm liquid trail down her inner thigh. That alone made her even more excited.
'Tell him to take you.' The voice whispered seductively. 'Tell him to fuck you.'
Dove shook her head in refusal. "Never." she squeaked.
She whimpered. It was too much! She hurried into the bathroom off of the luxurious lounge and locked herself in it. She peered at her reflection in the mirror. She looked as messy as she felt. Her face was red and clammy, eyes swollen from crying.
Dove jumped again as the stream of wet inched its way further down her leg. She sat on the toilet and grabbed some wiping paper to clean herself up.
'Don't.' the voice ordered.
I can't walk around dripping like some slut! She argued with the voice. She began wiping off the wet of her sex of her leg, growing even more excited as she got closer to the area where it all came from.
'He said not to touch it...' the voice reminded her.
Dove was only trying to clean up. That's all. Just one good, hard swipe, and she'll be done. That's what she thought anyway. One stroke against her throbbing sex was all that it took. All it took to forget about Scorpius' order. The voice told her to stop. Screamed at her even. But Dove was lost in a moment of pleasure as she circled her fingers around her imploring bud.
It took no time before she was panting with relief, breathing heavily as she climaxed. Dove had to bite her lip to keep from screaming out.
'You'll be sorry!' The voice hissed. 'You'll be so sorry!'
At that moment, Dove didn't care. She felt so much better. Besides, Scorpius would never find out. She was locked away in the privacy of a bathroom.
It felt like ages before she was able to remove all the organism fluids from her surface. She could never remember being so wet before. In fact, it was actually one of the best orgasms she's ever had.
She finally exited the bathroom and sat back at the bar.
"Enjoy yourself?" His voice sneered behind her.
Dove jumped before turning around to see Scorpius standing at the doorway with his arms crossed along his chest. He wore a scowl, his eyes flaring with anger. And he was still naked.
'Told you you'd be sorry.' the voice boasted
"I don't know what you're talking about." Dove's voice was layered with guilt.
She watched his jaw clench. "Lie to me again, Dove." He dared with a growl. "Really, do it." She swallowed hard as he stalked toward her. Dove coward as he snatched a handful of her hair and yanked her off the stool. He pulled her to him, wrapping an arm around her throat. She felt his angry breathing against his ear.
"I believe I did forbid you from touching yourself." He sneered coolly. "I recall telling you to come to me when you were ready, but you have issues with listening, don't you?"
Dove emotions couldn't quite decide on being fearful or excited. A part of her mind was afraid because he was angry with her, but the perverted part was so enjoying the feel of his body against her. She didn't speak though. All parts of her knew better than to do that. There was nothing she could say in her defense that would help her case.
He pulled her hair hard, causing her to whimper, fear finally taking over. "You do not get to do anything unless I permit it!" He hissed. "Do you understand?"
"Y-es." She whispered shakily.
"I'll have to punish you for this." He told her. "So you know not to do this again." Her knickers disappeared after that.
"Please, I won't!"
"You won't." He agreed and lifted her onto the bar table, sitting her in front of him. He held out his hand to her, taking his wand out with the other. "Your hand." He ordered.
"What are you going to do?" She asked warily, tucking both her hands behind her back.
He back handed her. The sting brought tears into her eyes.
"Do as I say, Dovey." He told her with a fake sweet voice. "Now give me your hand."
Dove brought her hands forward, setting one onto his. "That's much better." He purred before swiping her hand with his wand and turning it over to repeat the movement on her palm. He put his wand back away, and leaned in to kiss her neck, sending a new heat of arousal through her. "I would definitely refrain from touching yourself again." He said smugly. He took the hand he spelled and tucked it under her skirt so she could touch herself.
"No..." she tried pulling away.
"Don't you want to see what happens?" He asked.
She shook her head.
"What matters is what I want." He sneered. "And I want you to know."
"Please!"
"Shut up!" He commanded. "Now spread your legs." He said when she clamped her mouth closed with fright.
She couldn't do it. She couldn't expose herself to him willingly. It was wrong. It was disgusting, and she knew something bad was going to happen.
He yanked her off the bar and herded her to a close by sofa, sitting down first and bringing her with him onto his lap, her back to him. She started fighting him until one of his hands gripped her throat, blocking her airway. "Calm down, little Dove." He said gently against her shoulder before kissing it. He pinned her legs apart with his, and guided her hand to her exposed area. She could feel his hard penis standing between her butt cheeks, the tip of it poking out.
'Lick it.'
Dove closed her eyes to hopefully shut out the image of his cock against her. A building want forming inside her.
He released his grip on Dove's neck a bit, allowing her to breathe. She felt her hand against herself then, and Scorpius adjusted it so her fingers could play with herself. "Do it." He ordered, flicking his tongue against her ear.
"No." She whispered, and tried pulling away from him. His grip tightened around her throat again.
"If I hear that word come from you again, I'll cut your tongue out and make you eat it!" He snapped. "Now show me what you did to yourself." He went back to kissing her.
She froze, trying to fight off the waves of pleasures his kissing was doing.
"Why do you bother fighting it?" He asked. "You'll just crack out in the end." He pressed his hand and against hers, and made her fingers move against her eager sex. She shuddered. Why did that have to feel so good? A moment later she felt his fingers brush the hair away from her neck, and his tongue toyed with the mark that told the world she was his.
Her hand that Scorpius left between her legs suddenly cramped and she screamed in pain as it began clawing at her sensitive skin.
"Oh, yeah..." Scorpius stopped his kissing and removed her hand out from between her legs. Dove watched it horror as it uncontrollably continued to try clawing her. "I almost forgot about that." He chuckled, as he struggled with it. He brought her hand up to his lips, simply kissed it, and instantly, she could control her hand again.
"What did you do to me?" She demanded unable to take her eyes off it. She winced, her sex burned like fire.
"Well, that's what will happen if you touch yourself again."
"I'll attack myself?!" She gasped with disbelief.
"Brilliant, isn't it?" He asked excitedly.
She suddenly wasn't in the mood now that she was in a hot pain, she wondered if she actually damaged anything down there. "Let me go."
"I don't take orders from you." He thrust his hips against her, pushing the tip of him against the surface of her wet hole. "And since you have gotten your release, it's time for mine."
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