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Ropes	By : Keshu Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4611 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: No, I don't own these characters or any part of the Harry Potter multiverse, and am not intending to rape it for money. Hope you like it. Thankyou and goodnight.

Keshu...

I hate purity, I hate goodness. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone corrupt...George Orwell, 1984

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Ropes

On a faintly chilly December morning a few days before Christmas, with dust motes glittering in the weak winter sunlight that shone through the high, many-paned windows and made sunlit rectangles on the floor, with icicles hanging off the window sills outside and the fires burning fiercely, two boys lay on a four poster bed, wrapped in sleep, a thick red Gryffindor blanket and each other.

One of them, a pale and slender boy with a pointed face, brushed his silvery-blonde hair off his face with a sleep-laden arm and opened his glinting steel-grey eyes, which blinked a few times bemusedly. He grinned and stretched like a contented cat, and this woke the other boy beside him, who yawned and rubbed his night-black hair. The pale boy turned to the black-haired boy and asked a question. The black haired boy sat up straight and looked down at him.

‘Have I what, Draco?‘ He asked, his dragonfly-green eyes open wide by now.

‘Have you ever been tied up?‘ the pale boy repeated.

‘Why do you ask that?‘ asked Dragon-fly Eyes.

‘I was dreaming, Harry,‘ the pale boy yawned and put a delicate hand in front of his mouth to hide it. ‘You‘d tied me up, for some reason— it was very good though. Brought out some terribly kinky aspects of your personality I have yet to see.— Harry grinned.

‘You want me to tie you up?‘ he asked. ‘I would have thought you‘d have been exhausted from last night,‘ he leaned down and captured Draco‘s lips in a small kiss. Draco arched closer to him and pulled Harry down on top of him again. Harry laughed.

‘Wow, you‘re really eager— you sure you want me to do this? Shouldn‘t we have a safe word though?‘

‘Oh, gods, Harry, I‘m hard just thinking about it,‘ Draco said, his breathing heavy already. He moaned softly as Harry reached down and stroked him slowly, moving his hand up and down the length.

‘Safe word, Draco. It has to be something you‘d never say in a situation like this—something you‘d never moan.‘

‘Um‘.um‘. how about Longbottom?‘ Harry stifled a laugh and leaned down to kiss Draco again, nodding in agreement.

Draco rolled onto his back, and stretched again, making slight cat-like noises. His eyes fluttered open in surprise when Harry grabbed one of his wrists and held it in a vice-like grip, while leaning over Draco and fumbling for his wand on the bedside table. He muttered a charm, and thin cords began to wind around Draco‘s wrist, where he held it against the oak frame of his bed. As Harry caught his other wrist, Draco‘s eyes widened and he tugged experimentally on the bonds. Harry moved and used his weight to crush him and stop him moving until his wrists were both tightly bound to the wood. Draco bucked and pulled away from them, but they were utterly immovable.

Harry sat back and looked at his handwork. Draco lay there, eyes glittering with defiance at him, his face flushed with desire and excitement, the muscles in his arms locked and tense and his chest rising and falling with his panting breaths. Harry leaned forward and bit a nipple experimentally, raising an eyebrow in surprise when Draco strained against the bond and moaned loudly. He turned his head to the side and muffled his further cries as Harry began to tongue his way down the smooth, pale skin. Harry smirked as he put a knee on each of Draco‘s feet, pinning his legs down, and licked the soft skin of his stomach with tiny flickering movements. Draco arched and moaned at his touch, and Harry moved his head lower and ran his tongue across the head of Draco‘s hard, hard cock. Draco‘s entire frame jerked as he tugged against his bonds ineffectively and Harry laughed. Sitting back on his haunches, an evil smile twisted his features and he licked his lips, before reaching for his wand.

‘Frigus Amnis,‘ he muttered, pointing it at Draco, whose eyes were wide.

As soon as he‘d said the words, the bit of skin where Harry‘s wand pointed began to feel colder. Draco closed his eyes as Harry moved the wand over his skin.

‘Feels like an ice-cube’ he murmured quietly, gasping as Harry ran it over his nipple. Harry bent forward and took the nipple into his mouth, his hot tongue dispelling the chill on it, making Draco arch up against him again, biting his lip to keep from crying out loud. Harry trailed the cold tip over his stomach, noting how the muscles clenched under the touch of it, then ran his tongue over the same path.

Draco bit his lip, trying to stop his cries of pleasure, his cock burning for touch, his eyes closed tightly. Harry trailed the wand down past his cock, and brushed it quickly over his perineum, making Draco’s eyes slam open in surprise. He moaned again and thrashed, but stilled as Harry finally took his cock in his mouth and sucked on it, still moving the icy wand tip over his skin. He licked it, his tongue moving slowly over the hard surface, and then took it fully into his mouth, sucking and running his tongue over the smooth surface. Draco’s breathing became more ragged and he bucked his hips off the bed, forcing Harry to press down on his hips to keep him still.

Harry, Draco’s cock still deep in his mouth, moved one hand up to Draco’s mouth, and gasped when Draco immediately sucked hard on his fingers, coating them in saliva. He made a small noise of complaint when Harry removed them from his mouth and began to run them over his entrance, making him buck again. Harry slid one, then another into Draco and moved them in and out in time with the bobbing of his head.

When Draco groaned, his head pressed back hard into the soft cloudiness of the pillow and his eyes closed, Harry sat back and moved underneath Draco, the head of his cock at Draco’s entrance. He let Draco’s weight fall down around him, while Draco hissed sharply between his teeth at the pressure. Harry paused for a moment, enjoying the hot tightness of him and then started to thrust slowly and shallowly, beginning to pant himself with need. He threw back his head as Draco pleaded hoarsely with him and moved deeper and harder, carried away by the feeling of it all, Draco’s cries in his ears. Draco moved his legs to give Harry deeper access and moved with him, using his bonds to pull him back, letting Harry pull him forward again. They moaned together, using the friction, sweat beading on their skin as they moved faster and harder, their gasps of pleasure getting louder each time. Draco trembled as he felt himself start to come and the extra tightness around Harry make him cry out once more as he shot deep inside the sticky and sweaty pale boy, his own come on his stomach.

Draco was still trembling as Harry pulled out of him.

‘Draco, are you okay?‘ he asked. Draco opened his eyes and Harry was shocked at how dilated the pupils were, how deep the pupils seemed with the pleasure aftermath he was feeling. He tried to speak, but couldn‘t and he swallowed a few times.

‘Harry, just— god, Harry,‘ was all he managed to say. Harry untied him slowly, pausing for the occasional kiss, until Draco‘s wrists were free; the marks of the silky magical rope deep in his skin.

‘I— I‘d had that in my head for a long time,‘ Draco managed to say, once he‘d been freed and had drunk some water. Harry looked at him questioningly. ‘The whole being tied up thing. I‘d imagined it to be different— nothing could have prepared me for that, Harry. Complete restriction— it was—amazing. Such power over me—‘ he moaned again, a wry smile twisting his cherry-pink lips. ‘I can still feel those bonds,‘ he said.

‘You liked it then?‘ Harry asked.

‘Oh, god, yes. Nothing‘s felt like that. I could do it again even now— it‘s just next time—.‘ He trailed off

‘Yes?‘ Harry asked

‘Next time, we‘re using the blindfold as well.‘
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