Forbidden | By : rubycrush Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 48060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Summary: Draco's "punishment" of Harry is seen by two others.
A/N: As always, thanks to all who reviewed. I hope you like Chapter 9...this is one of my favorite smut scenes in the story so far. Let me know what you think. Hugs and kisses.
Ron and Hermione had managed to help Hagrid calm all the Dorits, and the herd was now settled in their pen with a few buckets of vegetables to munch on.
“Thanks Ron, Hermione,” Hagrid said, mopping his forehead with a giant, spotted handkerchief. “Don’t know why all the others ran off, the Dorits wouldn’ a harmed none o them. Thought Harry’d a stayed, at leas’.” He looked rather hurt.
“I’m sure he’d have stayed if he could have, Hagrid,” Ron said, reassuringly. Secretly he wished he’d been able to escape with Harry and the others as well.
“Maybe he was helping one of the others to the infirmary,” Hermione said, pointedly. She couldn’t believe that Hagrid hadn’t told them the Dorits were prone to fits of anger before they’d tried petting them. Goodness knows what would have happened if anyone had gone straight to the milking part of their assignment.
“We’ll tell him you said hello, Hagrid,” Ron said, tugging on Hermione’s elbow. “We should get cleaned up before Transfiguration.” They waved goodbye as they walked away from Hagrid’s hut, dusting bits of dirt and clumps of grass off their clothes and out of their hair.
“He’ll never learn,” Hermione said, rolling her eyes. “One of those things actually tried biting me. I had to use a Stunning —.” She stopped and looked at Ron. “Did you hear that?”
“It sounded like a scream,” Ron replied, looking worried.
“It came from over there,” Hermione pointed towards the Forbidden Forest.
“Maybe it was just a weird-sounding bird call,” Ron said, hopefully, not at all inclined to go check for himself.
“What if it’s a student?” Hermione asked, already running in the direction of the trees. “Someone could have run in there to hide from the Dorits and might have fallen.”
Ron reluctantly ran after her, but the two of them slowed as they neared the trees.
Hermione put a finger up to her lips to signal for quiet. Ron nodded. He knew from experience that if there was an animal in there, you didn’t want to let it know that you were coming. Hermione put a Silencing Spell on both of them, including their clothing and shoes, and they walked cautiously into the forest in utter silence, wands drawn.
A few feet in they heard voices, and a few feet further they came upon a sight that sent Ron into a murderous rage. If it weren't for Hermione holding him back, and signaling desperately to wait and listen, he would have attempted the Avada Kedavra curse for the first time in his life, Silencing Spell be damned.
“Do you want me?” Draco was fighting to keep control of himself.
“Yes, yes! I can’t wait any longer, please, Draco!”
“Did you like it when I fucked you last night?”
“Merlin, yes!” Harry was trembling, sweat running in rivulets down the planes of his body. He still felt every brush of Draco’s breath ghosting over his cock, and it was pure torture. He wanted to buck his hips forward and gain the contact he craved, but Draco still had his arse pinned firmly to the tree.
“What did it feel like?”
“It felt fucking amazing. I never knew it could be that way...it was — Merlin! It was perfect.”
“You want it again?”
“Yes, yes, of course I want it again, I want it now!”
“Would you let anyone else fuck you like that?” Draco licked at Harry’s cock, causing him to scream once again.
“No, only you,” Harry gasped, dizzy with need.
“Tell me how much you want me.” Draco’s voice shook.
“I want you so much I can feel you in my veins, you fucking arsehole. My fucking cock is going to drop off if you don’t do something about it soon, Malfoy, and I swear, I’ll kill you if you leave me like this any longer.”
Draco’s pulse quickened at the need in Harry’s voice. “Beg me,” he said, leaving his open mouth millimeters from Harry’s cock. He was so close a drop of come leaked from the slit and dripped onto his lower lip. He slid the tip of his tongue out and licked it away, causing Harry to moan desperately.
“Please,” Harry whispered. All the anger seeped out of him as he watched Draco catching drops of come on his tongue as they leaked from Harry’s throbbing cock. Tears stung his eyes, and his heart thundered in his ears. “Please, Draco, I want you, I need you so much. Please, please, I’ll do anything you want, just please, I’m begging you to touch me, I need you, Draco.” His voice rasped huskily, driving Draco wild.
“Are you mine, Harry?” Draco asked, letting his lips graze Harry’s cock briefly.
“Yes!” Harry sobbed.
“Anyone else’s?”
“No, never, only yours. Please, fuck me Draco.”
Draco swallowed Harry’s entire length at once, and Harry’s body spasmed, immediately shooting hot come down Draco’s throat. Harry shouted in relief, his body arching away from the oak tree, and shuddering with the force of his release.
Draco quickly stood, using his wand to remove his clothes and lubricate the entrance to Harry’s arse, before picking Harry’s legs up and urging them around his waist. Harry wound his legs around Draco, trying to hold himself up so Draco could enter him. Draco untied Harry’s hands and the dark haired boy gratefully threw his arms around Draco’s neck, kissing him fiercely and moaning as he felt Draco’s cock pushing its way into him inch by inch.
Draco slid in and out of Harry quickly, feasting on his mouth like he was starving, and it wasn’t long before he was moaning against Harry’s lips as he came. The two of them remained braced against the tree for a few moments, still kissing softly and clinging to each other.
Ron and Hermione stood transfixed, he in horror and disgust, she in curiosity and amazement. Hermione tugged on Ron’s sleeve, and they left the forest, both of them stunned at what they had just witnessed. Hermione removed the Silencing Spells when they got out into the open, but neither of them said a word until they were nearing the castle.
“Did you have any clue?” Hermione asked, finally.
“None,” Ron said, hollowly, grimacing as he remembered the scene in the forest.
“I’d been wondering why he was acting so strangely lately,” Hermione said, “He’s hardly spoken to us since we got off the Hogwarts Express. I suppose this was why.”
“Malfoy’s been forcing him, that’s the only explanation.”
“He wasn’t being forced, Ron.”
“He was tied up, wasn’t he?” Ron said, fiercely.
“Yes, but this was clearly not the first time they’ve been together, and you saw what happened after Malfoy untied him, he could have fought to get away, but he put his arms around Malfoy and kissed him.”
“Eurgh.” Ron shuddered.
“That’s precisely the reason he hasn’t told us yet, Ron,” Hermione said, frowning at her boyfriend. “He must have been afraid of our reaction.”
“Well he’s shagging Malfoy, Hermione!” Ron exclaimed. “What should we do? Bloody congratulate him?”
“How can you be so small-minded and homophobic when Harry is your best friend?”
“I’m not homophobic, Hermione, I don’t care if he’s shagging a bloke, I just can’t imagine why he’d choose Malfoy.”
Hermione sighed. “We can’t judge him, Ron. He’s our friend and we need to be supportive. Malfoy is obviously important to him, and it wouldn’t be fair to ask him to choose between you two.” She reached out and held his hand.
“Are we going to ask him about it?” Ron asked, dejectedly.
“We’ll have to Ron, just to make sure he’s doing this of his own free will and there isn’t anything suspicious going on. We’ll talk to him after lunch today,” she replied, squeezing his hand. “Come on, we should get our things for Transfigurations.”
Harry sat at the Gryffindor table, wolfing down his lunch while darting glances at the Slytherin table and trying not to smile. Draco had pushed him to his sexual limits today, and he felt exhausted and ravenous, but thoroughly satisfied. Transfigurations had passed in a haze...Professor McGonagall had repeatedly told Harry to stop daydreaming and pay attention to the lesson, but all Harry could think about was the hardness of Draco’s cock sliding into his arse, and the softness of Draco’s tongue sliding into his mouth. Being tied up and teased to the point of delirium was not something Harry would have counted as pleasurable before, but Draco knew how to make it so.
Draco could make his blood boil with anger or lust. He could take him to the edge of sanity and back with a single kiss. Draco could ravage him or restore him. Draco could make him cry, both with painful desire and with breathtaking release.
“Harry?” Hermione said, interrupting Harry’s reverie. His eyes lost their faraway expression as he focused on her, directly across the table from him.
“Hmm?” he smiled at her, that dazzling, utterly sweet smile that was unique to Harry alone. Hermione realized that Harry hadn’t smiled that way nearly often enough since their fourth year, when Voldemort had returned. Malfoy must be doing something right.
“Ron and I were wondering if we could talk to you in the library after lunch today, during our study period,” she said, smiling back.
“Oh, sure,” Harry replied. He had asked Draco if they could meet again, but the blond had Herbology, so they’d decided to use the Room of Requirement at midnight, as they had done the night before.
“Wonderful,” Hermione said, looking at Ron, who she suspected was half hoping Harry wouldn’t be able to join them.
Ron was studiously eating his lunch, refusing to look at Harry. He picked at his peas, eating them one at a time from the tines of his fork. Hermione rolled her eyes. This was going to be a very long lunch.
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