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Claiming	By : faithwood Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 13293 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Claiming
- 2-Transforming
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Title: Claiming

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: ~1500

Status: Complete

Summary: A vampire claims his mate.

Warning: *whistles a jaunty tune* Let

that be your warning. You have been warned. Seriously.

Note: Written for hp_creatures' prompt � bite

Claiming

Harry squirmed, trying to free himself. But it was clearly a vain

attempt. Strong ropes were wrapped firmly around his wrists, and tied

to the tree branch above his head.

The night was silent and peaceful around him. No birds flew about

and no crickets could be heard chirping in the distance. It was as

though the whole forest held its collective breath, knowing that

something terrible was among them.

His nerves on edge, Harry jumped, hearing soft footsteps crunching

the fallen leaves somewhere behind him. He twisted his head, trying

to see who was there. Presumably, Harry was about to discover the

identity of his captor.

Before he managed to turn, however, someone grabbed his hair

harshly and stopped his movements. A warm breath tickled Harry's

ear.

"Potter. I wasn't aware you're hanging around these parts."

Harry shivered. Of all people who could have possibly captured him,

Harry hadn't expected it to be Draco Malfoy. But there was no

mistaking the silky, sneering voice.

"What do you think you're doing?" Harry asked, panicking just a little.

He yanked the ropes to no avail.

"I thought I might finally claim what's mine," Malfoy whispered in his

ear. A pair of hot lips pressed on Harry's neck, and then sharp teeth

trailed over the sensitive skin. Harry's cock twitched and his neck

twisted, inadvertently giving Malfoy better access. He could almost

hear Malfoy smirking.

"Eager, are you?" Malfoy purred, biting Harry's neck lightly. Harry's

hips jerked when Malfoy's hand cupped the quickly growing bulge in

Harry's trousers. Malfoy applied pressure, making Harry whimper in

need.

There was something about Draco Malfoy that always made Harry's

blood boil. And lately since ... it happened � the feeling

grew stronger. Malfoy's presence alone was enough to make him feel

dizzy. Harry had tried to fight it � it just seemed wrong. A vampire

and a human � it seemed impossible. Not to mention dangerous. This

sudden attraction to Malfoy had to be just a side affect. Some secret

vampire enchantment that called forth unacknowledged desires. Harry

didn't know how he would fight it off now. Malfoy was clearly bent on

molesting him, and Harry knew that he'd give in. And it wasn't

supposed to be this way. Harry had promised himself not to cave in to

Malfoy's charm.

Malfoy sucked on Harry's neck, his hand simultaneously rubbing the

front of Harry's trousers. The combined sensations were driving Harry

mad. He pushed back, his arse hitting Malfoy's body. He could feel the

heat and hardness of Malfoy's cock through their clothes. With a

desperate keening sound, he circled his hips, shamelessly rubbing his

arse along Malfoy's arousal. Malfoy growled, giving Harry's neck one

final, harsh bite, and then he stepped away.

Harry swayed and grabbed the ropes, keeping himself upright. Feeling

cold now that Malfoy was no longer near, Harry tried to free himself

by pulling harshly on the unyielding binds. But the moment he did so,

a hand grabbed his hair again, and pulled his head backwards

sharply. Losing his breath, Harry had a moment to see stormy, silver

eyes, and pale face glowing in the moonlight, before a mouth crashed

onto his and a tongue rudely invaded his mouth.

Harry struggled, in sheer surprise, but eventually he surrendered, not

just because he couldn't escape the scorching kiss, but because

Malfoy kisses caused a fire to erupt within him. He kissed back with

equal passion, trying and failing to push his tongue in Malfoy's

mouth, so instead, he sucked on it firmly, making Malfoy hum his

approval. Malfoy's hips snapped forward and Harry spread his legs,

letting Malfoy rub himself against Harry's crotch.

Malfoy tore his mouth away and Harry watched dazedly as the blond

slowly licked his lips.

"I will fuck you now, Potter," Malfoy informed him.

It wasn't a question, but Harry answered anyway. "Okay."

Malfoy's eyes widened. He released Harry's hair, letting Harry

straighten his neck. He then trailed his hands over Harry's back,

pausing at the hem, before pushing his hands beneath the fabric,

dragging his nails up and down over the soft skin. Harry's eyelashes

fluttered and he heard himself purr at the feeling.

"If I untie you, you won't run?" Malfoy asked quietly.

Harry shook his head. Running was the last thing on his mind.

Malfoy moved away and waved his wand at the ropes. They

disappeared in an instant and Harry lowered his hands, standing still

in front of the worried-looking blond. After a few moments, Malfoy

clearly grew more confident because he lowered his wand, looking

pleased.

"Take your trousers off," Malfoy said in a scratchy voice.

Biting his lip, Harry obeyed, pulling his trouser and underwear off,

and tossing them away much too eagerly.

"Turn around, hands on the tree and spread your legs," Malfoy

instructed, his fingers fumbling with the zipper of his own trousers.

Harry swallowed. If he did this � there was no turning back. They'd

be bound to each other. Harry wasn't so sure that this was a good

idea.

Malfoy had freed his long pale cock and Harry couldn't help but stare

at it longingly. Who was he kidding? He wanted this. And Malfoy

wanted this. So it was okay.

Harry did as he was told, pressing his palms on the rough surface of

the tree, spreading his legs and thrusting out his arse.

Malfoy gasped and growled behind him. Within seconds, warm hands

were caressing the skin of Harry's thighs and buttocks, first gently and

then more firmly, kneading the cheeks and spreading them apart,

making Harry feel vulnerable even as he ached for Malfoy to touch

him there.

After a tingling whoosh of a spell and a rustling of leaves, Harry

realized that Malfoy had knelt down. He held his breath in hopeful

anticipation, and when Malfoy's tongue finally touched him, Harry

nearly screamed. The wet tongue licked at him firmly and then

wriggled inside, setting all of Harry's nerves on fire. He bucked wildly,

trying to get more of that exquisite feeling, but Malfoy held him firmly

in place, teasing his entrance, barely penetrating.

"Please," Harry begged, driven mad with desire.

Instead of pushing his tongue deeper, two slick fingers invaded

Harry's arse, making him yelp in surprise and pain. But Harry forgot

about pain when Malfoy moved his fingers, bushing lightly over

Harry's prostate as his tongue returned to tease the furrowed skin of

Harry's hole, now stretched around Malfoy's fingers.

Malfoy pulled away eventually, with a quick, gentle kiss and a final,

sharp swat at Harry's arse. He stood and pried Harry's arse cheeks

apart with one hand, keeping him open. Harry moaned as the blunt

head of Draco's cock touched his entrance and then pushed in firmly,

stretching Harry impossibly. Harry gritted his teeth as Malfoy pushed

all the way inside in one persistent, slow move. That odd feeling of

fullness and pain made Harry shiver and gasp, as he clenched around

the intrusion. It burned and hurt, but Harry wanted more nonetheless.

He twitched his hips, the move making Malfoy's cock shift within him

and nudge his prostate, making Harry arch and thrust his arse back in

pleasure.

Malfoy took the hint, but instead of grabbing Harry's hips for leverage,

he leaned and took hold of Harry's wrists, pressing them firmly to the

tree. Harry moaned at the feeling of complete helplessness as Malfoy

held him fast and began to pound into him with a brutal pace. Harry

could do little but comply with the harsh rhythm that shook his entire

body. As he felt his pleasure building rapidly, his legs shook and his

knees threatened to buck. Mercifully, he stayed upright as his orgasm

was pulled out of him, rippling through his body, making Harry

shudder and gasp continuously. Malfoy kept pounding into him,

grabbing his hips, and jabbing Harry's prostate with each thrust. Harry

whimpered and his prick gave a pathetic twitch as Malfoy came deep

inside Harry's arse, crying out, and painfully clutching Harry's hips for

support.

Harry grabbed the tree bark firmly, trying to regain his breath. His

arse hurt, as well as his legs and arms, but Harry couldn't remember

the last time he felt so wonderful.

Why, he almost felt ... alive.

Malfoy pulled out of him, and Harry straightened with difficulty,

turning around to look at the flushed and panting blond.

"You're beautiful," Harry said reverently.

Malfoy blew out a disbelieving breath, his lips twitching. "Had I

known you wanted me, Potter, I'd do this sooner."

Harry smiled, getting closer to look in the grey eyes intently. "I

wanted you for a long time ... but I ... it seemed wrong. I didn't want

to ..." Harry raised his left hand to caress a pale cheek.

Malfoy frowned. "Wrong?"

"It doesn't matter now," Harry murmured. "Now we'll be together ...

forever. Now, we're mates."

Malfoy cocked his head, not smiling anymore. "Mates?"

Harry watched as Malfoy's eyes widened and fear filled the grey

depths after Harry smiled, showing off his sharp fangs.

"Now you're mine," Harry growled.

And then he tipped Malfoy's head and sank his teeth into the tender,

pale neck.

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