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Chapter-4
A step ahead
"Wake up sweety before I lose control." Draco murmurs. Harry is sleeping and is looking bloody hot. This urge- this stupid urge to just fuck her never leaves him alone. Sometimes, he really gets tired of having this urge. Like right now- he just wants to talk to her but his hands are not ready to stop.
In response to his words, she just hums a bit and turns towards him. Her tits shake a bit and he licks his lips.
His idiotic alter fights to come forward as Draco lifts his fingers. He fights back. He won't let it come forth this time. There is something really exciting in watching as the buttons of Harry's shirt open one by one. She makes a face and lays on her back again.
He turns his fingers a bit and the last button pops open.
His alter screams in his mind Bastard. Stop. I promised her. Just stop.
But Draco doesn't care about promises. All cares about is sex. All he wants is to fuck Harry. The bonus is that she is still a virgin.
Her hands are beneath her head and it's really too easy to remove the shirt now. A flick of his fingers and the shirt is gone.
Her tits are perfect. He gazes hungrily at them. What he won't give to straddle her chest and thrust himself between them. He has great plans for her. She will be his perfect little fuck toy. This way, she will never leave him alone.
He chuckles as his alter fights to stop him. This time- this time Draco wins.
His fingers graze her neck and he murmurs, "Wake up Harry." as he trails his hands from her neck to her cleavage. She hums a bit and he touches her nipples with his fingertips.
"So beautiful." He murmurs as he caresses her breast. His thumb massages her nipple and he moans, "My perfect little fuck toy. Soon you are going to ride me like a horse."
A second later her fingers join his and as he stares as her beautiful hand lifts his away from her breast. A couple of seconds later, her body is covered with the blanket. When he looks up, he finds himself gazing into furious green eyes.
He pulls his hand away and crouches in front of her. A very animalistic desire to take her overcomes him and he snarls as he tries to pin her hands on either side of her head.
"Stop, you utter sod." She screams and struggles to push him away, while trying to keep herself covered.
Stop... you are making a huge mistake. His alter whispers in his head and then there his third alter who is roaring inside his mind. Usually, he is the one who is trying to hurt Harry. But today he is trying to get out.
Draco persists though and roars, "I am going to take you today. Fucking tease."
"Fucking stop Draco." She yells, her voice trembling and he tries to take her blanket off her. He scratches her arms roughly to make her back off. Her wrists bleed but she doesn't stop.
"You are not this... you have got to fucking stop now. Stop." She pleads him and he laughs before finally pinning her arms on either sides of her shoulders. A flick of his hands and a rope emerges from the headboard, tying them to the bed posts.
He takes off the blanket and throws it off before straddling her.
She simply stares at him, her eyes blank and her body still. Her tits are as beautiful as ever.
"Now I am going to -" He starts and she cuts him off, "This is not what you are or were."
She is not angry or sad. Her voice is simply blank.
"Tell this to me again when I am deep inside you." He murmurs and leans forward on all fours. His hands are on the bed on the either side of her chest and his knees are on the either side of her hips.
"I have craved to fuck your virgin hole for a long time. You-" He whispers, his lips close to hers and his eyes boring into hers.
"You could. But then who will heal you? No-one else cares Draco. Only I care enough." She says and he swallows, staring into her eyes.
"You don't have to tie me up." She continues, her voice soft, "I am not leaving you alone. You don't need to trap me."
He freezes and beads of sweat gather on his forehead. Suddenly he feels exposed though she is the one who is wearing nothing except her pajamas. Her beautiful and virgin body is spread in front of him to take. Yet, he can't. He feels the desire but now he just can't. The voices have stopped screaming inside his mind.
It seems that they are listening too.
He can never emerge when he is alone in this manor with his father and mother. He doesn't trust father enough. Who knows what father is upto. Who knows what is going in that twisted mind of his. Who knows if he had planned to molest Draco inside that study of his with the dark lord and maybe the dark lord's downfall has destroyed his perfect plan.
He swallows. Their faces are so close. She is so still. She isn't fighting. She isn't struggling. It's like she really doesn't want to leave. Everyone does. Pansy left and Blaise left and Draco felt so trapped, unable to emerge out in the fear that father would just find another way to frighten him, to keep him under his thumb.
But now that Harry is here, he can come out. He can breathe because Harry is a fighter.
Draco has always been either a monster or a coward. That's why only his stupid alter is allowed to come forth in the manor because he is a coward.
"I won't leave. I would have left if I had wanted to. You think that you can trap the woman who dueled with Voldemort twice. You really think so. I am not an auror but I have been trained by my parents and godfather Draco. Do you want a demonstration?"
In the blur of the motion, their positions are reversed. He is beneath her, his hands on the bed, panting hard as she settles on his hips. He doesn't know how she did this. He just felt as if his body was being reversed and then suddenly he was on the bed.
She flicks her fingers and a shirt appears on her upper body.
He stares, his heart racing. Now she will surely leave. He just tried to mol-
"Besides, I know that you can't molest anyone. You are just not like that." She whispers and he stays quiet, "I am here because I want to be here. Initially, I was just pissed off but now- now I want to go the core of this and I want to know what's going on with you. I am not leaving even if you want me to."
He doesn't answer her. He is so ashamed of himself that he can't bear to look at her. He averts his eyes and closes them, letting his alter take over.
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Harry stares as the change takes place right in front of her. He is kind of hot. Harry is wet and when his eyes open again, she knows that this one is going to spoil her mood.
The angry eyes narrow and he roars at her, "You need to leave the premises."
The fact that he is still on the bed and is not shoving her off is a surprise. He is bloody hard. She presses her hips on his hardness and he grits his teeth.
"I told you. I am not leaving. What will you do? Beat me to death, duel me- what. I am ready for everything." She mutters, amused.
"You insane woman. You don't know what you are getting yourself into. Lucius is a bastard. He won't think twice before hurting you in the most sadistic way possible." He snarls at her and finally tries to shove her off.
Feeling mischievous, she tickles his armpit as he attempts to get up.
A chuckle escapes his lips and he turns red as he falls on the bed again.
"You- you-"
"I am going to do it again if you try to get up. You are no fun. Just let Mr. prudent take over. He is better than you."
He starts speaking but she dismisses him off, "Go away. I need to plan about setting up my apothecary and lab with him. You don't have any expertise or mind to do that. All you can do is shout at me."
He stares at her, frozen on the bed. She stares back.
"How will you face Lucius?" He asks her and she shrugs, "I'll see."
"I don't trust him not to try to molest you when you are busy brewing." He mutters, scowling at her.
"Do you plan to be my bodyguard." She asks curiously, still on her hips.
"Are you going get down?" He hisses and she shakes her head adamantly, "No."
"No I won't be your bodyguard. I might end killing him. I will threaten him a bit. Anyways, I am sure that my other alter won't leave you alone while you are in your lab." He says and she nods, noticing that he is fading away.
Just before he is about to go, she hears a soft, "Thanks." and smiles as Mr. Prudent appears again.
"Please get down." These are the first words he utters, his face crimson and his eyes wide. He is just so cute that Harry wants to pull his cheeks.
"Why?" She asks and plays with his shirt buttons.
"I am not him. Please get down Harry. I promised not to touch you." He presses insistently and she makes a face before getting down. There is really no point of arguing with him.
As he gets up though, she pecks his lips softly and enjoys as his cheeks become red again.
"I am supposed to be your fiance and we are supposed to kiss. I am just playing my role, you see." She mutters and gets out of the bed to get ready.
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