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Spoils of War	By : ladyofarundel Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4662 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Spoils of War

Author: Lady of Arundel

Email: ladyofarundel@yahoo.com

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: SS/HP, DM/HP, LM/HP, LM/DM

Warnings: Dark waters ahead. Blood, pain, manipulation, age gaps, incest, kink, and probably more to add to the list along the way. Harry is around 16.

Summary: A new dark series with lots of sex, mental games, and even a healthy dose of plot. Harry has defeated Voldemort, only to be conquered by the Dark Lord's most powerful follower...

Notes: So last night I had a dream, probably induced by list-chats of master/slave stories, gorgeous images of movie!Draco and movie!Lucious dancing in my head, and the fact that poor Harry just never gets a break (at least not when *I'm* writing him heh heh). This is the rather twisted result.

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Prologue
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"Beg!"

Crushed velvet twisted between Harry's fingers as he gasped into the pillow crushed against his mouth. A foreign, terrifying, erotic smell. His knobby knees slid farther apart across the beadspread as he rocked his hips between the bed, desperate for contact against his swollen prick, and the thick, slick tongue fucking his puckered opening. The tongue pulled away and Harry mewled at the loss, crying out as a hand sharply came down upon his ass cheek with a smack. His hips were roughly pulled up and away from the bed leaving his cock bobbing desperately in the air.

"Naughty," another smack, a sharp sting left by the large jewel of a ring. The fumbling of metal, and something cold and heavy sliding down around his cock, squeezing tight around the base. Harry tried to thrust into the hand but it was pulled away.

"Tisk, tisk, Harry, no cheating." A hand at his hip and the other spreading his ass, hot breath cool against his saliva-slicked hole. A finger brushing inside, almost touching that spot, but not quite, and then gone again, leaving Harry emptier than before.

"Beg for it," voice raspy with desire, that tongue sliding up his spine, teeth grazing his neck but not digging in. Harry moaned, mind spinning, stomach churning and cock nearly bursting.

"What have you done to me?"

"Beg me to fuck you." The voice in his ear, hands holding him still at the hip as Harry tried to thrust back for contact. Harry whimpering wildly and beyond reason as the tongue traced his ear and nails just barely dug into his hips. He gurgled, trying to find the words in his throat.

"You can't possibly imagine how hard it is to sink my teeth into your sweet flesh, feel the blood well up against my lips. You must taste so sweet, Harry, but you're not mine to taste. Only His." A small nip on his earlobe and the tongue slid down to caress where neck and shoulder joined. Harry's cry twisted to a moan as fingers fluttered against his entrance.

"But what is His is also mine, isn't that right, sweet Harry? Ours now." Three fingers plunged inside and twisted. Harry howled, "Yes!" Fingers pulled away and Harry whimpered, tears of frustration slipping down his cheeks. Sharp hip bones pressed against his ass and the other's weeping cock nudged the back of his balls.

"Please!"

"Please what?" A thrust of the hips, cock sliding against sweaty skin. Harry sobbed into the pillow.

"Please—inside me—need—oh gods, please—Severus, help me!" Hips withdrew, drawing the teasing cock back and up along his cleft, until the mushroomed head brushed against the other's hole. Harry was backhanded by the ringed hand as he cried out his lover's name.

"Severus doesn't want you anymore. None of them do, you've served your purpose and they're through with you. Severus is bored of you, doesn't want you anymore or he'd have already come for you." Soft, aristocratic hands caressed the reddened cheek. "But we want you, sweet Harry, you're ours now, and you need us. Tell me what you need, Harry. Beg me." The pillow was wet with tears, saliva, and a taste of blood as Harry shook his head. The words were true and real, real as the fingers ghosting across the straining skin of his cock.

"Beg me. What do you need?"

"Your cock, inside me...fuck me, Draco, please!"

"Good boy," growled the pleased voice at his ear and Harry threw his head back and screamed as at long last the older boy took him, thrusting his cock deep into Harry's depths with one violent thrust and holding himself there. "So tight, Harry, so small and tight—"

"Draco, please—" Draco held the smaller boy's hips still as he took him, thrusting madly, pulling the whimpering, begging form back onto his cock, angling the boy so that his length plunged all the way down that hot, dark channel and abused that sweet gland, sharp hips bumping against bruised flesh as he took the boy over and over.

"Such a good little whore, such a tight, sweet little whore. Feels so good to give in, doesn't it, sweet Harry? So, thrust, "fucking, thrust, "good."

"Yes!" Harry sobbed brokenly, moaning into the pillow as he counter-thrust his hips to impale himself further, swollen neglected cock swinging free and oozing. Hands now pressing on his shoulders, the larger boy leaning his full weight into Harry as his pace quickened.

"I won't be able to last long, this time, but we have forever, Harry. You're ours now, our toy, our little whore." Draco fucked Harry into the bed, the younger boy's cock at long last in glorious contact with the mattress. Harry would have burst had it not been for the cock ring preventing his orgasm.

Darkness drew in at the edges of his vision as Draco rutted harder and faster, losing all sense of rhythm, nails digging into Harry's shoulders but not hard enough to mar the pale skin. Several deep thrusts later and the older boy stiffened, gouging himself deep into Harry who shouted as hot semen coated his insides.

"So good, Harry, such a good slut, such a good fuck," Draco sighed, giving a few more thrusts as he finished emptying into his new toy. Harry felt the cock inside him begin wilt but Draco remained in place, chuckling as he mock-soothingly stroked the spine of the writhing tangle of trembling nerves and need beneath him.

"What was that, Harry?" Harry gasped and turned his head. He was on fire. The soaked pillow stuck to his cheek.

"Please—please, Draco, let me come—please—" Draco smiled fondly, who knew the golden boy had already been so close to breaking? Still buried inside the smaller boy, Draco reached for his wand and summoned a washcloth.

"I can't Harry, I'm not allowed. Only He can give you that. I may only prepare you." He gently ran the cloth over Harry's tormented body and wiped him clean, except for where their bodies joined. "Shh, it will be alright."

With a flick of his wand the bedclothes, too, were clean and pressed beneath the boys, the pillow soft and dry against Harry's fevered face. At last Draco pulled out, watching his own seed dribble down his little whore's thighs as the smaller boy collapsed against the cool sheets, moaning and weeping and still wanting. Draco gave Harry a chaste kiss on the lips before gracefully sliding off the bed, cleaning himself with the cloth and wrapping a robe around his sated frame.

He stood admiring his work until a familiar hand pressed against his shoulder. Draco turned and stood on the balls of his feet to passionately kiss the newcomer, sharing the taste of Harry on his tongue. Pulling back and rocking to his heels Draco smiled.

"He is ready for You, Father."

Lucius smiled.

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TBC....
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