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Valentine\'s Vengeance	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8007 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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This is a sequel to Tangled in Mistletoe; it was originally posted on ff.net, but I am re-posting here. It was started back in February, but had to be placed on the back burner for a while, so here's the first part; I'll post the next part after I re-edit it.

'There he is, just in time for dinner as usual; he looks really good today,' Draco Malfoy stood in a hidden alcove and watched as the object of his obsession entered the Great Hall, his best friends standing to either side of him and acting as a sort of an honor guard. It had been almost two months since Draco had found Harry in his room, tangled up in special mistletoe, and he had thought that the evening went well; he admitted to Harry that he liked him and Harry admitted that he had feelings for the blonde as well, and they spent over twelve hours enjoying the pleasures of one another's company. When Harry left the following afternoon they had shared an amazing kiss and agreed to meet again on New Year's Eve so that Harry would have a chance to tell his friends about Draco; he had stayed in the Astronomy Tower until after dawn, but Harry had never shown up. When Draco finally returned to his rooms, he had found a note on his bed; "I'm sorry to do this, but I can't be with you; my friends would never understand, and they are the only family I have left. I wish things could be different, but we are from two different worlds and it would never work between us. I'll always remember our night together, and I wish you all the best-Your Lion."

Draco had tried numerous times since then to get Harry alone, but the Gryffindor managed to avoid him for the rest of the Christmas holidays, returned all the letters Draco sent, and then hid behind his friends once the other students returned to school. Towards the end of January Draco began to get irritated with the stubborn brunette, and he decided that it was time to move on-then he caught Harry by the lake, locking lips with the she-weasel; that was when he decided that he would do whatever it took to make Harry his-after all, what Draco Malfoy wants, Draco Malfoy gets.

For the past few weeks Draco had been perfecting his plan to get Harry to himself, and that plan would come to fruition tonight, for tomorrow was Valentine's Day and Dumbledore had unwittingly helped Draco in his plans by granting the students in sixth year and above a long weekend; they would have no classes on Friday or Monday, so they had four days to enjoy themselves. This plan, Draco knew, was perfect; he had to call in a few favors and then Obliviate the people who had helped him, but there was no way Harry would escape, and he had even managed to fool Dumbledore so that the headmaster would not interfere. Draco moved out of the hidden alcove and into the Great Hall to join his housemates for dinner with a self-satisfied smirk firmly in place; soon Harry would be his, and this time the Gryffindor would not get away.

Harry Potter walked the halls of Hogwarts well aware of the fact that he was being watched. No matter the time of day or which class he was in he could always feel that burning gaze on the back of his head, and he knew if he dared to look he would meet a pair of mesmerizing grey eyes; that's why he made it a point not to look around. Harry hoped that if he ignored his stalker then the other boy would leave him alone. Of course, Harry really should have known better; ignoring his problems never made them go away, but actually made them worse on most occasions. Unfortunately, Harry didn't realize this until it was too late.

"What time are you leaving again Mate?" Ron asked, "Will we still see you at breakfast?"

"No," Harry replied, "The portkey is set to activate really early-five in the morning, I think. I'm excited about this weekend, but I really wish I didn't have to get up so early!"

"I wish we could go along," Hermione said, "I would love to see the Potter Manor; you finally get to see the rest of the Potter's vaults too! I'll bet you'll be able to learn a lot about your family's history. It is strange that your appointment is so early though; I suppose they are just respecting your request to keep this as quiet as possible."

"Yeah, this should be a lot of fun," Harry agreed, "I'll get to explore the other Black properties as well; I never even knew Sirius owned anything other than Grimmauld Place. Hopefully I'll be able to get one of the properties livable by summer so I don't have to go back to the Dursley's."

"That would be wicked," Ron said, "You can invite 'Mione and me to keep you company!"

"What about me?" Ginny pouted, folding her arms over her chest, "You're not going to leave me at the Burrow all summer, are you?"

"Of course not," Harry assured the younger girl, "Just because you dumped me for Dean that doesn't mean I'm going to leave you out; now, if you had left me for Seamus that would be a completely different story."

"Oi!" Seamus tossed a roll at his head, "That's just mean Harry! I thought we were friends!" Harry had caught the first roll, so Seamus threw three more in rapid succession and landed a hit with the last won, "Ha! That ought to teach you!" The group laughed as Harry scowled at the Irish boy.

"Fine; if you're going to be like that see if I invite you to come over this summer," Harry teased, "Maybe I should go make friends with the Slytherin's instead!" Everyone laughed again and they spent the rest of the meal joking back and forth. Throughout the evening Harry was aware of grey eyes watching him, but he studiously avoided looking at the Slytherin table, opting to flirt with Seamus instead; both boys were bi-sexual and Harry had thought about asking the Irish boy out on a date but, when it came down to it, something always held him back. 'When I get back from touring my properties I'll ask him,' Harry promised himself, 'Then maybe I'll finally be able to forget about Dra-Malfoy.'

After dinner Harry went to the library with Ron and Hermione to work on their homework assignments; Hermione had insisted upon this so that they would all be able to enjoy the long weekend guilt-free. The trio spent about four hours in the library, and Harry finished his last assignment just before midnight.

"Okay guys, I'm going up to bed," Harry announced, "I'll have to get up at four just to make sure I'm ready when the portkey activates, so I'm going to charm my curtains closed and put up a silencing spell; I'll see you guys when I get back!" His friends all said their good-bye's and he headed up to Gryffindor Tower by himself. As soon as he was out of sight of the other students Harry pulled out his invisibility cloak so the Malfoy wouldn't be able to find him if he came looking. Sure enough, a few minutes later Draco exited the library and looked around; when he didn't see Harry the blonde glared at the empty corridor and then stalked off to the dungeons. Harry sighed in relief and continued on his way up to the tower.

Once he got to the boys dorm, Harry made sure he had packed everything he would need for the long weekend inside the bag Hermione had given him; she had used an expanding charm on it, so it would easily fit everything he needed and it was small enough to fit in his pocket. Harry quickly changed into his pajamas and then climbed into bed, charmed his curtains so that they wouldn't open until four a.m., and set up a silencing spell so that he wouldn't be bothered if the other boys made a lot of noise when they came up to bed.

Harry stretched out on the bed and noticed a heart-shaped box of chocolates sitting on his pillow, along with a short note that he assumed was from Dumbledore, instructing him that this was the portkey and could be activated any time after midnight with the activation phrase. The portkey would take him to a small property that was still being taken care of by house elves so that it was always ready to be inhabited, and from there he was to take the Floo to Gringotts for his appointment. Looking at his watch Harry saw that it was five minutes after midnight, and he decided to go ahead and activate the portkey. Harry held the bag containing his belongings in one hand and the portkey in the other, and spoke the activation phrase, "Secret Valentine". Seconds later he felt the familiar tug at his navel and closed his eyes as the world around him blurred. When the ground was steady under his feet once again Harry opened his eyes and found himself standing in a dimly-lit hallway with a staircase directly in front of him.

"Hello?" He called, "Is anyone here?" He waited for a few minutes, expecting a house elf to pop up and greet him, but there was no response. He noticed a flickering light in a room further down the hallway, so he headed towards the light and found himself in a small sitting room where a round table was set up with a snack. Next to a plate of sandwiches was a note; "Here is a small snack in case you are hungry-sandwiches, treacle tart, and your choice of tea or pumpkin juice. The house elves do not venture into the house after dark, but this should be enough to tide you over for now. Enjoy your evening!"

Harry wasn't very hungry, but he decided to sit down and have a cup of tea before searching out his bedroom. He drank one cup of tea while sitting at the table and then poured himself another cup and moved to sit on the chair in front of the fireplace. Harry was halfway through his second cup of tea when he began to feel light-headed, so he decided that it was time for bed. He drained the remainder of his tea and stood up so that he could place the empty cup on the table, but he had barely taken two steps when the room began to spin, then the tea cup slid out of his grasp and Harry felt himself falling; he lost consciousness before he hit the floor.

'Ugh, what happened?' Harry wondered, 'I feel like shit!' He opened his eyes-only to find that there was a blindfold tied firmly in place. This knowledge brought Harry to full wakefulness, and he became aware of his situation. The first thing Harry noticed was that he was bound; his wrists were bound together behind his back, and his ankles were also tied together. The next thing Harry noticed was his lack of clothing; he could feel silk sheets caressing his skin and that, along with the slightly cold temperature, caused him to break out in goose bumps. 'This is not good,' Harry thought, 'Dumbledore knows where I am, but he won't think to check on me until tomorrow morning at the earliest; he may not check on me this whole weekend! Dammit; how do I get myself in these messes?' He twisted his wrists to test the bonds but they were tied securely, and there wasn't enough room to slip free. Harry didn't realize that he wasn't alone until he felt a cold hand wrap around his soft member; this startled him enough that he began to struggle in earnest, but a warning squeeze on his cock had him lying still.

"Let me go," Harry said; he was pleased to notice that his voice didn't tremble in the slightest, "If you untie me right now I will wait until you leave to remove the blindfold, and I won't tell anyone about this. I-" His captor released his cock and pulled him into a sitting position, giving his face a harsh slap and causing Harry to fall silent.

"Silence," the unknown person said softly, "you are not to speak unless I give you permission, is that understood?" Harry nodded nervously and was rewarded with another harsh slap, "You are to answer me with "Yes Master" or "No Master"; anytime you answer incorrectly or speak out of turn you will be punished so let's try this again; do you understand me?"

Draco looked down at Harry as he waited for the brunette to speak; Harry looked angry yet nervous at the same time, and Draco loved seeing his own hand print on that soft cheek.

"Yes Master," Harry spat out through gritted teeth, and Draco smiled; the Gryffindor obviously didn't know who his captor was yet, otherwise he would have put up more of a fight; it was nice to know that the voice glamour worked as promised.

"Good," Draco purred, running his fingers through the dark locks, "Now, if you do exactly as I say you will get out of this with minimal pain; if, however, you fight me you will be severely punished." He moved his hand to grip the nape of Harry's neck and forced him off the bed and to his knees on the floor. The Gryffindor let out a small cry at the harsh treatment and then turned his head away and pressed his lips together when Draco brushed the tip of his erection against Harry's silky lips. "None of that now," Draco admonished, tangling the fingers of one hand in his captive's hair and turning Harry's face back towards him as the blonde stroked himself with his other hand, "You are going to suck me off, and I expect you to do a good job." Harry shook his head and Draco tightened the grip he had on the Gryffindor's hair, as he spoke in a low, dangerous voice, "You think to refuse me? You have two seconds to wrap that pretty mouth of yours around my cock, or you will be sorry." He watched as Harry bit his bottom lip before reluctantly opening his mouth and then a pink tongue darted out to lick the tip of his penis. Draco moved his hand from around his cock to stroke his balls, keeping his other hand firmly anchored in the other boy's thick locks as he enjoyed the sensation of a wet tongue licking up and down his shaft.

"More," he ordered, and then moaned when Harry engulfed the head of his penis in his warm, wet mouth, sucking gently, "Oh yeah, that's it," Draco encouraged him, "Suck it, slut; lick me like a loll." He let go of his balls so that he could bury both hands in Harry's locks and pushed the brunette's head down until he was engulfing half of Draco's cock; Harry gave a hard suck and then swallowed, making Draco buck involuntarily. "That's so good," Draco moaned, "Did you let the ginger bint do this to you?" he asked, and Harry stopped his actions, trying to move away but unable to do so because of the hands tangled in his hair; Draco could practically feel the ignorant Gryffindor's confusion, but the thought of the Weaslette touching his Harry angered him, so he continued, "I'll bet you did let her suck you, didn't you, you little slut? Or maybe you sucked Finnegan off, is that it? Did you have that Irish whore's cock in your mouth?" Draco tightened his grip in his captive's hair, making Harry whimper in pain. "Well, I'll teach you to touch someone else...let someone else touch you; you're MINE, and I'm going to make sure you remember that. I'm going to make you forget everyone but me; I'm going to erase everyone else's touch and taste from your memory, starting now." Without any further warning, Draco adjusted his stance and thrust into Harry's mouth, stopping when his dick was pressed against the back of his captive's throat; the feeling of Harry's throat muscle's constricting around his hard length was heavenly, and Draco forced Harry to stay still until the boy began struggling against his bonds, unable to breathe comfortably. The Slytherin backed off for a moment, allowing the other boy to draw in some air, before shoving his cock back into that waiting cavern and fucking Harry's mouth, his anger causing him to set a fast, hard pace that had him ready to come in only moments. "Oh yes," he hissed, "This is so fucking perfect; are you ready for me Pet? I'm coming, and you'd better swallow all of it...every...last...drop." He sped up his thrusts, noticing that Harry was having a hard time breathing, and finally came, spilling his hot seed down his captive's throat, and only releasing him when his cock stopped spasming. Draco sat down on the edge of the bed before ordering Harry to lick him clean, and the brunette had no choice but to obey.

"There's a good Pet," Draco praised when he was done, lazily stroking the Gryffindor's hair, "Now, I believe I asked you some questions earlier; did you ever do this with the Weaslette or that Irish whore?"

"No Master," Harry replied, then, "Malfoy? Is that-Ow!" Draco backhanded him, and then cancelled the voice glamour before speaking.

"Yes Harry; it's me," he replied, "and I warned you about speaking out of turn, didn't I slut?"

"I'm not a slut," Harry protested, "No one has touched me like this since..." He snapped his mouth shut and turned his head away, a faint blush staining his cheeks, but Draco cupped his chin and gently turned him back.

"Since when Pet?" he asked, "Since Christmas Eve? Am I still the only one who has ever touched you like this?" Harry stubbornly kept his mouth closed, and Draco gave a harsh tug to his hair, "You may know who I am now, but I still have the advantage, and the same rules I gave you earlier still apply; this means you had better answer me unless you want me to punish you. So, has anyone else ever touched you like I did that night?" Draco suddenly felt the need to see the other boy's eyes, so he removed the blindfold and Harry blinked owlishly for a moment before glaring at him with those beautiful emerald eyes.

"No Mal-I mean, Master," Harry spat, "No one else has ever touched me that...intimately." He bit his lip uncertainly, obviously wanting to say more. Draco grabbed Harry by the arm and helped the brunette sit next to him on the bed.

"Ask your questions Harry," Draco said, "I'll give you a few minutes to speak without repercussion, as long as you watch you language, and you don't have to call me Master right now, okay?"

"Okay," Harry agreed, "How did you get in this house? The portkey was supposed to take me to a home I inherited that no one else can get into."

"I changed the portkey; this is a property that I was given on my sixteenth birthday and it is warded so that no one may enter without an invitation from me," Draco replied, "I have been planning this for a long time, and I put a lot of work into getting you here without anyone suspecting me. All those communications from Gringotts? They were faked; I have a connection within the bank who owed me a favor and they sent you the letters and also sent confirmation to Dumbledore so that he wouldn't suspect anything. I'm surprised he fell for it actually, because you're not allowed to take possession of your inheritance until you come of age."

"What happens when I get back to school and they find out this was all a lie?"

"I have a plan for that as well, but that can wait until the weekend is over," Draco said, "Any other questions?"

"Yes; why?" Harry asked, "Why did you go through all of this just to get me here?"

"Because you're mine," Draco replied, "You told me you were mine on Christmas Eve, and you were supposed to talk to your friends so that they would understand us being together, but then you just abandoned me. You didn't even give me a chance to talk to you after that night; together maybe we could have come up with a way to get your friends approval, but you just walked away without a backwards glance. I thought about doing the same, but then I saw you with the Weaslette, and I knew that I couldn't bear to let you be with anyone else; that's when I swore that I wouldn't give you up without a fight, and I came up with this brilliant plan, and now I have you where I want you. Do you have any more questions to ask?" Harry shook his head silently. "Good, then the rules apply once again, but we'll leave the blindfold off for now; I've missed being able to look into your beautiful eyes and I'm glad you finally let Pomfrey fix your vision so you don't have to wear those hideous glasses anymore." Draco pulled the Gryffindor on his lap and gently stroked his cheek before pulling Harry's face down for a chaste kiss; he pressed small kisses to the other boy's lips, his eyes and then Draco trailed his lips across his cheeks and down to his ear. The blonde sucked on his captive's earlobe for a moment causing the younger boy to gasp and wriggle in his lap before biting down harshly and drawing out a whimper. Draco released Harry's earlobe and whispered, "Now then, I seem to recall you speaking out of turn twice; do you know what that means?" Harry shook his head violently, and Draco chuckled, kissing his way down the brunette's neck before moving back up to his ear, "Oh yes, Pet; it's time for your punishment." Two seconds later he had flipped Harry so that he was lying face down across Draco's lap and the startled boy cried out, earning himself a sharp slap on the ass. "So, I believe we'll start with twenty, and I want you to keep count; you are to say the number followed by thank you master, is that clear?"

"Yes Master," Harry replied, having no choice but to give in since his hands and feet were still bound. Draco spent a few moments massaging the other boy's ass, lulling Harry into a relaxed state so that the first slap caught him off guard. "One, thank you Master," Harry said, and the second blow came close behind the first, followed quickly by the third blow. "Two, thank you master; three, thank you master." He kept count as the next seven smacks were dealt; by the time the first ten slaps were given Harry's face was burning from embarrassment just like his ass was burning from the blows.

"You're doing good Pet," Draco praised, "If I untie you, will you behave?"

"Yes Master," Harry said, and a few seconds later Draco cast a finite incantum, freeing his wrists and ankles.

"Now, be a good boy and go over to the desk," he waited as Harry obeyed him, "Open the top drawer on the left; there is a small black package that I want you to bring to me." Harry did as he was told and walked back over to Draco, handing the package to the blonde. "Very good; now lay back down so we can finish your punishment." Harry gave him a pleading look and started to back away, covering his bum with his hands. "You get your ass over here right now; if I have to tie you up you will regret it." The brunette bit his lip and bowed his head as he considered his options; he really didn't want to get another spanking, but he was naked, without his wand, and he didn't know where his bag of belongings were. He looked over his shoulder at the door, contemplating making a run for it anyway-he had a strange urge to see what his punishment would be for disobeying the Slytherin-when Draco spoke again. "Don't even think about it Potter; if you think a few spankings are bad you don't want to see what I'll do if you disobey me. Get over here; now, Potter!"

That imperious tone always had the ability to make Harry act recklessly, and now was no exception; without giving another thought to the consequences he might face, Harry grabbed a cloak off the floor and ran for the door. He reached for the doorknob and cried out as it burned him; hearing the whisper of a spell behind him Harry dropped to the floor and the spell passed harmlessly over his head. Unfortunately, Draco had immediately cast a second, silent spell; the full body-bind curse was right on the mark, and Harry found himself frozen in place, face down on the floor and helpless as he heard Draco walking over to him.

"That was rather stupid Potter," Draco drawled, and Harry felt the small displacement of air that let him know Draco was crouching next to him, "Even if you had managed to escape this room you wouldn't have gotten away; you're naked with no wand, this house is miles from civilization, and the floo connection is closed. "He tsked and cast a spell to levitate Harry and flip him over so that the blonde could see his face; "You only had ten spankings left Pet, but now...well, now it looks like I'll have to increase your punishment, and tomorrow we'll have a lesson in obedience." Draco levitated Harry over to the bed and lay him face down; he climbed on top of the other boy, straddling him before cancelling the body-bind curse. The blonde immediately grabbed one of Harry's wrists and used a piece of black silk to bind it behind his back; Harry struggled to keep his other hand out of Draco's reach and began cursing.

"Let me go Malfoy!" he yelled, "This is bull shit! You can't do this to me! Let me go before I kick your ass!" He bucked up, trying to dislodge the Slytherin, but it was no use, and soon Draco had captured his other wrist and bound it as well; the blonde slid down so that his body completely covered the younger boys and then he wriggled until he was able to lay down between Harry's legs so that his erection rested between Harry's ass cheeks and his chin lay on the brunette's shoulder.

"That was a very bad move on your part, Pet," Draco whispered in his captive's ear, "You should have known better than to test me like that. Unless...maybe you wanted to see what I would do to punish you?" Harry shook his head violently, and Malfoy chuckled, nuzzling his captive's neck, "I think that's exactly why you disobeyed me; you like the punishment, don't you Pet? The pain and humiliation get you hard." To emphasize his point Draco suddenly bit down at the juncture of neck and shoulder, causing Harry to cry out and buck against the bed; Draco moved his head back a little to look at the imprint of his teeth before lowering his head once again to suck at the mark he had left. He tangled one hand in the Gryffindor's dark locks to keep his head still, relishing the moans and shivers his captive made as he soothed the abused skin with his tongue. Draco maneuvered his free hand underneath the smaller boy's body and grasped his hardened member. "See," he teased the other boy, whispering in his ear, "I knew you liked this; you like being bound and helpless, completely at my mercy, don't you Harry?"

"N-no," Harry stammered, moaning softly as Draco squeezed his member, "L-let me go, Malfoy; I told you we can't be together-we're too different and it would never work."

"You're wrong Harry," Draco said, sucking on Harry's earlobe, "We can be together and, what's more, we will be together; I just have to show you what it can be like." He gave Harry's cock a final squeeze before removing his hand, "First though, there's the matter of your punishment to be handled." He rolled off of Harry and stood beside the bed, watching as the brunette rolled over so that he could see Draco's face; Harry sat up and glared at his captor, but Draco ignored it. "Now, what would be appropriate punishment for tonight? The spankings themselves obviously aren't' enough of a deterrent; of course, I should have realized this last time, when you attempted to lie to me during your punishment." He reached beside Harry and picked up the black bag that the brunette had brought him earlier, pulling a small leather paddle out of it.

"Who-what is that?" Harry asked, and Draco smacked the paddle across his chest, making Harry whimper and pull away.

"You spoke out of turn again," Draco said calmly, "as for this-this is a paddle; I was going to use it for your last ten spankings, but I think something more is in order, don't you?" Harry opened his mouth to protest but the Slytherin raised the paddle warningly; Harry bit his bottom lip and shook his head instead, and Draco smiled at him, "Oh yes, Pet; I think we will have to use something a bit heavier, but we'll start out with this. You'll get ten spankings with the paddle to finish out your earlier punishment followed by another twenty for trying to get away." He paused thoughtfully for a moment and looked down at his captive, "Hmm, actually, I think we'll do thirty for trying to leave; that will round out your punishment at a nice even fifty." He sat down on the edge of the bed once again and pulled a squirming Harry to lie down across his lap; Draco trapped Harry's legs between his own so that the brunette wouldn't be able to kick him, and placed one hand in the small of his back to keep him still. "Now, we will do this the same way we did earlier; after each spanking I expect you to count out and say, "Thank you Master"; is that clear?"

"Yes Master," Harry said quietly, then gasped when he felt the paddle come down on his ass; it was so sudden that he forgot to count for a moment, then he gasped out, "One, thank you Master." The first five smacks were landed rapidly, one after the other, and Harry fought against himself to simply count the blows and not cry out at the pain. There was a pause between the fifth and sixth blow as Draco massaged the reddened flesh with one hand, and then he quickly finished out this stage of the punishment, only slightly disappointed that Harry hadn't cried out at the pain.

"Now that's out of the way; on your feet Potter," Draco ordered, pushing the Gryffindor off his lap; Harry glared up at him from where he was lying on the floor, and carefully maneuvered himself into a standing position, "See Pet? That really wasn't too bad, was it?" When Harry didn't respond right away Draco smacked his ass, "Was it?"

"No Master," Harry glared at him, and Draco responded with a smile.

"Well, come stand over here," Draco directed him to the middle of the room, where there was a hook in the ceiling and, with a whispered incantation, had Harry's bound hands attached to the hook above his head. "Now, before we get started, you need to choose a safe-word; if anything is truly too much for you to handle just say your safe word and I will stop-the safe word has magic in it, so you won't be able to say it unless I really am doing something you can't handle, and if I don't listen then my own magic will attack me. So, what is your safe word?"

"Grim," Harry replied without consciously thinking about it; when he had first seen Sirius he had thought that his godfather was a grim, and no one had ever made him feel as safe as the rogue animagus.

"Very well," Draco nodded, "Then we can get started. Now, I want you on your toes and spread your legs." Harry gaped at him in shock for a moment before exploding.

"You're crazy!" he cried, "There is no way I'm going to spread my legs!" He struggled against his bindings, "The fun is over, Malfoy; now let me down!"

"You just have to make everything difficult, don't you?" Draco sighed, "Look Harry, you can either do as I say, or I can use magic to get you positioned how I want you; it is completely up to you, but if I have to use magic I will increase your punishment again. Now, are you going to cooperate?"

"Fuck you, Malfoy," Harry snarled, pulling on his bindings again, "Untie me right now!" Draco just shook his head and pointed his want at the angry brunette. Before he knew what was happening, Harry found himself standing on his tip-toes with his arm stretched painfully above his head, and his legs spread as far as possible; a piece of dark green silk was wrapped around each ankle and somehow anchored to the floor to prevent any movement. Harry shouted more obscenities as Draco, but the blonde simply cast a silencio and then went to the desk and pulled out the box of toys that he had purchased for this weekend. When he removed the lid and looked inside he grinned happily; the box contained a large assortment of sex toys, including bondage rope, handcuffs, cockrings, anal toys, lube, paddles, whips, an assortment of gags and numerous other items. Everything within had been shrunk and the items returned to full size once he pulled them from the box. Draco conjured a table and positioned it close to where Harry was standing but out of his line of sight, then he grabbed an assortment of items and arranged them on the table. He picked up one item and moved to face the brunette.

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This can't be happening,' Harry thought frantically, 'I can't be standing in Malfoy's hidden cottage, getting punished for trying to escape a punishment! This is insane!'

"I am going to give you one more chance," Draco said, "In just a moment I am going to remove the silencio; if you apologize and stop fighting this I will reduce your punishment to fifteen. If, however, you continue to yell at me I will give you the remaining thirty spankings, as well as an additional punishment. So, it is in your best interest to play nice, understand?" Harry just glared at the blonde, his mouth set in an angry line. "Don't make me regret this," Draco warned, "Finite Incantum." Harry wasn't entirely sure what caused him to continue to fight when he knew it was a lost cause but, before he could stop himself he was yelling again."

"You worthless pile of Slytherin scum!" Harry yelled, "I dare you to untie me and then we'll see how tough you are! You-No! Get that thing away from me!" Harry closed his mouth and turned his head to the side as Malfoy brought up a ball gag, but Draco just grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled sharply, then inserted the gag when Harry cried out in pain. Once inserted the gag was held in place by magic, and Draco stepped back to look at his captive; pleased by the picture Harry presented, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Perfect," He said, "You look so bloody gorgeous like this, all bound and helpless…and that gag was made for you. It literally was; I commissioned it just for you. And look, the wings move just as if it were real." Draco stepped closer to Harry again so he could touch the gag that was silencing Harry's shouts; it was a perfect replica of the Golden Snitch, its wings beating frantically against Harry's face as the brunette continued his useless protests. Aside from silencing the protests and being aesthetically pleasing-and bringing back the fond memory of Harry's first quidditch game-the snitch served another purpose as well; as long as the snitch remained gold everything was fine, but if it turned completely silver it would be the same as giving a safe word and Draco would have to stop whatever he was doing to avoid causing serious injury to his brunette captive.

"I know I'm going to want memories of this," Draco said, and pulled out a camera. He fiddled with it for a moment and then cast a spell that kept it floating in the air. "There," he smirked at Harry, "I charmed the camera to take pictures all weekend; don't worry though-when I have them developed I will spell them so that only you and I can see the images. You know, I was planning on us being in bed by now," he said conversationally, "but with you fighting everything we are somewhat behind schedule, so I have to adjust my plans. First, of course, we have your punishment…and then I am going to fuck you unconscious." At that Harry began shaking his head frantically and Draco smiled at his prisoner, laying a gentle hand against his cheek, "Don't worry Pet; I know it's been a while, and I intend to be gentle…at least until you get used to it. You'll see; by the end of the night you will be begging me to fuck you." He placed a kiss on the side of Harry's neck just below his ear, and kissed his way to the brunette's collar bone, nibbling gently until Harry tilted his head back to give Draco more access. Draco smirked against his neck before placing a biting kiss at the juncture between neck and shoulder, exactly where he had marked him earlier, causing Harry to try and jerk away. He glared at Draco as the blonde moved away, but Draco just laughed and went over to the table he had set up. He looked over the assortment of toys and smiled, asking the bound Gryffindor,

"Now, the whip or the riding crop; which would you like?" He held up both items so Harry could see them and laughed when he began shaking his head frantically, his emerald eyes wide with panic. He looked at the items in his hand and held up the riding crop, "I think we'll try this next," he walked back behind Harry and whispered in his ear, "This should teach you to defy me." He stepped back and looked at Harry, but didn't move to strike him. After a few moments of nothing happening, Harry began turning his head and trying to see what Draco was doing. As Harry was trying to twist around, Draco brought the riding crop down hard and Harry jerked forwards as far as he could, trying to get away. It was no use though, and Draco brought the riding crop down again on his other ass cheek.

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He can't mean to keep doing this!' Harry cried out in his mind, 'This bloody hurts! It's torture, and I'm sure I'm bleeding!' He increased his struggles as Malfoy landed the next two blows.

"Oh yes," Draco whispered, "This is perfect; give me a few moments and I'll have your ass looking like a candy cane in no time. You won't try to defy me again anytime soon, will you Harry?" He brought the crop down another three times, and bit back a moan as he watched the color spread across his captive's ass. "Oh, you are looking beautiful Pet; I'm getting so hard right now. Are you enjoying yourself?" Harry shook his head frantically, but Malfoy just laughed softly and reached around to grab Harry's hard cock. "Oh, I think you are enjoying yourself," He gave Harry's erection a rough squeeze and Harry had to close his eyes against the combination of pleasure and pain. "Let's finish this round out, shall we?" He brought the crop down three more times in quick succession and then dropped it on the floor. Draco pressed up against Harry's back and began to pump his hand over the brunette's erection; he used his other hand to hold the other boy still so that he could grind his own erection against Harry's ass. Harry moaned, the mixture of pleasure from the hand job and pain from Draco rubbing against his sore ass sent him into a sensory overload, and he knew he was on the verge of orgasm.

"Uh-uh," Draco whispered in his ear, squeezing the base of Harry's penis to prevent him from coming, "Not yet, lover." He nibbled on Harry's earlobe, "You're still being punished, remember? You don't get to come until I say so. Accio cock ring." Harry looked shocked as a silver-colored cock ring flew into Draco's waiting hand. "Isn't wandless magic a wonderful thing?" Draco chuckled, slipping the ring on Harry's already aching cock, "There, now we don't have to worry about you coming early." He gave a sharp tug on the other boy's penis, and then gripped Harry's hips with both hands, holding him still so he could grind against his captives ass. "Oh, yes!" Draco nibbled his way down Harry's neck to his collar bone, "You feel so good, Harry! Your ass is on fire, and I'm going to cum all over it." He licked at a spot on Harry's neck, this time on the opposite side of where he had previously left his mark, and the brunette leaned his head back, resting it on Draco's shoulder and giving him more access to that smooth, unblemished skin. "Not unblemished for long," Draco murmured against his neck, leaving sharp stinging kisses as he made his way back up to Harry's ear, "By the time we're through here, I will have made you completely mine." He began to grind harder, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Oh yes; when the weekend is over I will make sure that you never want anyone else." He panted into Harry's neck, grinding brutally against the others boy's ass, until he finally came with a sharp cry.

When he was done, Draco slumped against Harry, placing soft, sweet kisses along his collarbone and his neck; he wrapped his arms around Harry's waist in a gentle hug and stood there for a moment getting his breath back. When he had his breathing under control again, Draco grabbed his wand a did a quick cleansing charm on Harry and himself, then he moved to stand in front of the brunette once again.

"That was good Pet," he said, caressing Harry's face, "You're being so good now; would you like me to remove the gag?" Harry nodded his head, and Draco smiled, "Very well, but if you start yelling at me again…"he trailed off as Harry shook his head frantically, and reached up to remove the gag.

"Thank you," Harry said softly, then he averted his eyes to look at the floor, "Please, Malfoy, can we be done with the punishment? I'm sorry and I promise to behave." Draco cupped his chin forcing Harry to look up and he was relieved to see a gentle smile on the blondes face, but then he slowly shook his head.

"No Harry," Draco said, "I know you feel sorry now, but that's just because your ass hurts; we still have twenty more for tonight, and we are going to do all of them so I can make sure you've learned your lesson. That's twenty more with the riding crop, shhh,"he said when Harry started to tremble, "it's okay; it's not that bad. If you behave then this will be the last twenty of the night. You will be good, won't you?"

"Yes, Malfoy," Harry whispered.

"No Harry," Draco shook his head, "I don't want you to call me Malfoy-or Master-anymore tonight; I want you to use my given name, just like you did on Christmas. Go on, say it; I want to hear my name come from your sweet lips."

"D-Draco," Harry stammered, and he was rewarded with a gentle kiss on the lips. Draco kept the kiss chaste at first, but he soon craved more and he let out a pleased sound after he licked Harry's bottom lip and was quickly granted admittance. He twined his tongue around Harry's and there was a brief battle for dominance, but Draco soon won and used his tongue to plunder the sweet mouth beneath his own. He wrapped one arm around Harry's waist to pull him closer, and tangle the other hand in the soft black locks, tugging his head into a better angle. Draco licked, sucked, and bit at Harry's mouth, reveling in the moans, groans and whimpers the other boy made. Each sound drawn from the brunette's delectable mouth only served to fuel Draco's hunger, and he didn't break the kiss until he was about to black out from lack of oxygen.

"You're a crafty little lion, aren't you?" Draco chuckled, "Trying to distract me from giving you the rest of your punishment." Harry whimpered as Draco gave his ass a sharp slap, and tried to press his body closer to the Slytherin's. "It was a good idea, but it won't work; you're just prolonging the inevitable." He pressed another kiss to Harrys' lips and chuckled again when Harry captured his bottom lip with his teeth to try and prevent the blonde from pulling away. Draco just tightened his grip on the Gryffindor's hair and gave a sharp tug, and when that didn't work he slid a finger down Harry's ass crack and traced the tiny opening, which caused Harry to gasp and let go. "

"Your lips taste so sweet," Draco said, "Maybe I should taste the rest of you, hmm? It has been a while." He licked a line down Harry's neck and across his collar bone, before kissing his way down his lovers chest; he stopped for a moment to suck and nibble on Harry's nipples and smirked when the Gryffindor gasped, promising himself to pay more attention to that area later. He continued his journey south, dipping his tongue in Harry's navel before following the trail of hairs down even further, where Harry's hard cock stood out from a nest of curls. Draco sank to his knees and gave Harry a wicked look before leaning forward and taking the other boys entire cock in his mouth. Harry groaned at the sensation and tried to thrust forward, but was prevented from moving too much thanks to his bonds.

"Draco," he whimpered, "Oh, Merlin! That feels…ah!" He writhed against his bonds as Draco did wicked things with his mouth, alternately licking, sucking and swallowing around Harry's cock. After a few moments, Harry realized that-no matter how good Draco was-the cock ring would prevent him from coming and he began whimpering out pleas. "Draco! Please-I can't-! It's too much! Please Draco, please let me cum!" Draco smirked around the cock in his mouth, delighting in the torment he was causing; finally, when Harry was reduced to whimpers of "Draco!" and "Please!" the blonde stood up and moved back, tugging on the cock ring to make sure it was firmly in place. By this time Harry's face was flushed red, and his emerald eyes were glassed over. Draco kissed him gently on the lips, and whispered against his mouth, "You taste delectable pet. I can't wait until we can finish that; now, time to complete your punishment. You still promise to be good?" Harry looked at him with pleading eyes, but still nodded, and Draco smiled at him, pleased.

"But…does it have to be the crop?" Harry asked, "It…really hurts."

"Yes Pet, I know," Draco said soothingly, "but it's only twenty more lashes with the crop, and then we're done. Try not to tense up and it won't hurt as badly." And he let the crop fall twice in succession, leaving an "x" on one ass cheek. Harry closed his eyes and bit his lip to keep from crying out as Draco quickly marked his other ass cheek as well, followed by a long swipe over both cheeks. "Beautiful," Draco said, then he looked at Harry's face and noticed the tear tracks and the way Harry was worrying his lip. "None of that now," Draco said, caressing Harry's lips with his fingers; "I took the gag out so I can hear you; don't be afraid to show me what you're feeling, Pet. And remember, if it really is too much all you have to do is say your safe word, okay Harry?"

"Y-yes, Draco," Harry said, and gave him a trembling smile when the blonde kissed away his tears, "It hurts, but it's not really that bad."

"Good," Draco smiled lovingly, "We're almost done with this crop, so just remember to breathe and it will be over soon." He walked behind Harry again and ran his hand over the welts he had just made, lightly pinching the skin so Harry would jump, and then he stood back. Harry closed his eyes and braced himself for the sting, but it didn't come. Just when Harry decided to turn around and see what Draco was doing, he hear a whistle as the riding crop came slicing through the air, and he cried out as the blow landed on his ass. The next blow came swiftly, then Draco paused again, letting the tension build up before landing the next two blows, and by now Harry was crying and fighting against his bonds; then there were only ten blows left, but to Harry it might as well have been a hundred as Draco left more burning lines across his ass. Finally, when Harry was a sobbing mess, Draco swung the riding crop one more time and the abused Gryffindor cried out again in a mixture of pain and relief knowing that they were done with the crop.

"That was very good Lion," Draco told him, and Harry perked up a little bit at hearing the pet name Draco had used the last time they were together; he realized that he liked being called "Lion" better than "Pet" or Potter. Draco came around to face him once again, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, "You were so good, Pet, and now your ass has all those lovely stripes on it." He pressed up against Harry, sliding his arms around the brunette's back so he could run his hands over his ass. "See how that feels?" He alternated running his hand lightly over Harry's ass and pressing down on the abused skin, "Your skin is so sensitive." He pressed kisses all over Harry's face, licking up the tears, and the brunette just sagged in his bonds, wincing from time to time when Draco pinched his ass. He heard a soft whisper, and then felt the bonds disappear from his ankles; Harry sighed in relief as he placed his feet flat on the floor and moved his legs together. When his bound hands were freed from the hook Harry felt his knees gave out, and he would have fallen to the floor if it weren't for Draco's arms around his waist. Draco half-carried him back over to the bed and pushed him down onto it, using magic to bind Harry's hands to the headboard, before sliding between his legs and hovering over his captives cock.

"Would you like me to let you come now?" Draco asked, taking Harry's leaking member in one hand and briefly licking around the head before pulling back, "Would you like that, Pet?" He was somewhat startled when Harry shook his head, but then smiled when the brunette whispered, "I like it when you call me Lion better."

"Of course," Draco leaned up to kiss him, "That's because you are my Lion, aren't you." Harry lowered his eyes and nodded, but Draco wasn't satisfied with that, "I couldn't hear you; I asked if you are my Lion."

"Yes," Harry said softly, "I'm your Lion..." he hesitated for a moment before adding in a barely-audible whisper, "...and I'm sorry I tried to escape." He was rewarded for this statement when the Slytherin tangled a hand in his dark locks and pulled his head up to kiss him fiercely.

"My Lion," Draco said as he pulled away; he narrowed his eyes at Harry and added, "Not really though; not yet-but you will be mine by the time this weekend is over. I told you last time that I wanted to be your first and you're only, and now I'm going to make sure that you never want anyone else." He leaned in for another brief kiss before licking his way down his captives neck again, leaving more biting kisses in his wake, as he made his way down to Harry's nipples. He took the younger boys left nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it teasingly as he rolled his right nipple between thumb and forefinger; Harry let out soft mewling noises at the sensation and strained against his bound wrists, but Draco paid him no mind as he continued to lavish attention on the brunette's nipples. The blonde bit down on Harry's left nipple, causing him to moan, and then released it to suck and bite at the boy's right nipple instead. After a moment, he took Harry's right nipple between his teeth and pulled, stretching it until his captive began to whimper, and then finally releasing it to make his way further down his lover's body. He reached Harry's engorged cock once again and licked it from top to bottom before sliding down so that his face was on the same level as the brunette's private parts; he nibbled lightly at the skin at the base of Harry's cock, and then took his balls into his mouth, sucking on them and making Harry buck against him.

"You never answered me," Draco teased, raising his head to look at Harry once more, "Do you want me to let you come?"

"Yes," Harry said, "Please!" Draco gave him a pleased smirk and cast a wandless, non-verbal cleansing spell that had Harry crying out at the shock of it.

"Not yet, Lion," Draco said, "You don't get to come until after I've fucked you senseless and I'm buried balls-deep inside your ass-and I'm not quite ready for that yet." He placed his hands on the inside of Harry's thighs and spread his legs further apart; "Lift your legs," he commanded, and the brunette hastened to obey; seconds later his legs were magically bound in the air, spread wide apart so that Draco had a perfect view of Harry's most intimate places. "You know, Lion; last time you said you wanted me to taste all of you, but there's still one part of you that I haven't tasted." He gave Harry a wicked grin and lowered his head once more to lick a line from his balls to the tiny puckered hole; when Harry felt the wet warmth licking around his hole he gasped and pulled at his bonds-no one was supposed to put their mouth there! It seemed no one had ever told Draco this though, because he continued to lick small, wet circles around Harry's hole, and then-Harry cried out as he felt the tip of Draco's tongue breach him, and soon that warm muscle was forcing its' way past his tight ring of muscle, and Harry couldn't control the soft mewls that escaped his mouth.

"Oh Merlin; Draco!" He cried, straining against his bonds as Draco pressed his face right up against Harry's ass and pushing his tongue in as far as it would go; Harry had never felt anything so intense, and he was about to come-if it weren't for that thrice-damned cockring! "Please Draco! It's too much; let me come! Please!" Draco pulled away and Harry sagged into his bonds panting harshly as he looked at his captor from beneath lowered lashes; he didn't like that wicked gleam in Draco's eyes, no sir! He didn't like it one little bit and, a moment later, he was proven right to have been suspicious as Draco released his legs from their magic bonds and lowered his head over the brunette's cock once again.

"Mmm, no," the blonde purred, "I don't think it's been too much; not yet. I'm going to turn you into a whimpering, pleading mess, and only then-once you've begged me to fuck you-will I let you come. Ready Lion?" Without waiting for a response, Draco lowered his head to engulf Harry's aching cock in his warm, wet cavern. He bobbed his head up and down, up and down, sucking on Harry's engorged member and relishing the soft whimpers and pleas that fell from his captives lips. He swirled his tongue across the tip, pressing into the slit leaking a steady stream of pre-cum, and then lowered his head once more; at the same time, he raised his hand up to Harry's mouth and tapped three fingers against the brunette's lips. Without hesitating, Harry sucked on the digits, moaning around them and soaking them with saliva until Draco pulled them away, circling them around Harry's puckered hole, and abruptly thrusting two fingers in.

"Aah!" Harry cried out at the burning sensation, "Draco; that hurt!" Draco's only response was to begin thrusting his fingers in and out of Harry's tight hole, trailing his free hand up to pinch and twist at the helpless Gryffindor's nipples, all the while continuing to suck and lick at Harry's straining cock. Just as Harry was beginning to get used to the feel of two fines inside him, Draco added a third finger and began twisting them around inside Harry, thrusting deeper in search of that one spot...Draco knew he had found it when Harry cried out and began to writhe against his, straining his hips in an attempt to thrust himself against Draco's devilish fingers.

"Please Draco!" Harry whimpered, "Merlin; I need you in me, now! Please, please, please, please!" Draco left off tormenting Harry's nipples so that he could use one hand to hold the brunette's hips still, as he lowered his head until he felt the brunette's cock touch the back of his throat, and he swallowed. "Gah! Draco! I need to come! Want you...in me now! Please!" Draco continued thrusting with his fingers, hitting that sweet spot over and over again as he swallowed around Harry's cock, raising his head briefly to get some air before returning to his tormenting. "Please Draco! You...know...I'm yours!" Harry panted, forcing the words out as he struggled against his bonds, praying for his captor to stop this sweet torture; "I'll do anything...fuck me; let me come!" He continued to beg for a few more moments before Draco removed his fingers from Harry's ass and released his cock with an audible pop.

"Turn over," Draco commanded, and Harry realized that his wrists were free; "On your knees, gripping the headboard." Harry hastened to obey, his only concern for the moment was letting Draco fuck him so that the cockring would be removed and he could finally come; as his hands clenched on the headboard, the black silk ties reappeared to hold him in place. "Good boy," Draco said, stroking a hand down his back, "Spread your legs for me Harry. Wider." He guided Harry until his legs were as far apart as he could get them, and then he grasped Harry's ass with his strong hands, spreading his cheeks so that he could see Harry's clenching hole. He rubbed the tip of his cock against that puckered hole and said, "You know what I want to hear; say it."

"I'm yours, Draco," Harry said, pushing his ass back and trying to impale himself on the blondes cock, "I'm yours, and only yours; please fuck me and let me come!"

"Your wish is my command," Draco smirked, and sheathed himself inside that tight warmth with one hard thrust, causing Harry to cry out and then whimper at the pain as tears forced themselves out of his tightly closed eyes. "Shhh," Draco soothed, placing kisses on the back of Harry's neck and running his hands up and down the brunette's side until the smaller boy had calmed down. When he had time to adjust, Harry rolled his hips back and turned his head to look at Draco.

"Move," he said, and was rewarded with a sharp slap on the ass.

"How many times do I have to remind you who's in charge?" Draco demanded, smacking his ass another five or six times until Harry was trying to move away from the pain. When he felt that his lover had been properly punished for his insolence, Draco grabbed Harry's hips in a steel-like grip in began thrusting in and out at a fast, hard pace; he angled his thrusts so that he hit his captive's sweet-spot every time, and soon Harry was whimpering and pleading once again.

"Please, please, please!" Harry begged throwing his head back, "Draco; please let me come!" He cried out when Draco tangled one hand in his hair and pulled sharply, forcing Harry's head back at an uncomfortable angle so that he could capture those plump lips in a bruising kiss; just as suddenly as the kiss had begun Draco ended it, and Harry let his head fall forward as he felt Draco's hand trail down to his cock, grasping the cockring. "Yes," Harry whimpered, "Please!"

"Come for me Lion," Draco commanded as he snapped the cockring off and Harry obeyed helplessly, rocking back and forth with the intensity of his orgasm. When it was over, Harry came back to himself to find that Draco was still thrusting in and out of him, although at a slower pace, and the blonde was still hitting Harry's prostate with every thrust. The brunette began pulling at his bonds again as he felt his cock begin to stir with interest once more. "That's it," Draco whispered, closing his fist around Harry's erection, "Get hard for me again Luv." He thrusts were slower and shallower now, only the tip of his cock inside Harry's tight hole, but he began stroking Harry's renewed erection until he was on the verge of orgasm once more, then he bit down on Harry's earlobe before soothing it with is tongue and whispered, "Come," and once more Harry found himself obeying as he succumbed to another orgasm, this time seeing stars at the edges of his vision. When the orgasm receded Harry found that Draco was still moving inside him, and he cursed the blonde's high endurance.

"There; now we're even," Draco informed him, thrusting harder again as he gripped Harry's hips, "Let's see if we can get you to come one more time, hmm?" Harry shook his head, exhausted from having to back-to-back orgasms, and then whimpered when he felt his cock begin to stir again despite his wishes. Having another erection so soon was slightly painful, and Harry began to pull against his bonds in earnest, offering wordless pleas for the sweet torment to stop. He felt Draco begin to lose control of his thrusts and thought that the blonde might come without Harry being forced into another orgasm, but it was a false hope, as Draco adjusted his angle again so that he was once more hitting his captive's prostate. "I'm going to come," Draco whispered as he nibbled on Harry's ear, "I want you to come with me Lion." Draco bit down on the brunette's earlobe, panting harshly, and Harry found himself rapidly approaching orgasm again. This time when the orgasm overtook him, Harry felt Draco stiffen behind him and knew that the blonde had reached his own orgasm; as the orgasm crashed over him, Harry's vision went black and he vaguely heard Draco cry out his name. When it was over, Harry sagged against his bonds, Draco's weight across his back and breath in his ear somehow comforting. Eventually Draco got his breathing back under control, and Harry winced when the blonde pulled out of him.

"Can I be untied now?" Harry asked quietly, adding "Please? I promise I won't go anywhere and-"

"Hush," Draco said softly, "I'll untie you in just a moment so we can go to sleep, but first-" Harry shivered as he felt the cleansing charm wash over him, and then he felt something prodding at his ass and tried to pull away. "Hold still," Draco commanded, "Unless you want another punishment tonight?" Harry shook his head, saying "No."

"Then stop moving," Draco said, and Harry clenched his hands on the headboard as he felt something cold and smooth slide into his clenching hole; when the object was in as fast as it would go, he heard a whispered spell and then Draco released his wrists. "In case you were wondering, that was a butt plug," Draco informed him, "its part of your punishment for trying to escape earlier."

"I thought the riding crop was my punishment!" Harry protested.

"That was only part of it," Draco said, laying down and pulling Harry with him; he maneuvered them until they were lying on their sides with Draco spooning Harry and then commanded, "Sleep; we have a long day tomorrow. Goodnight Lion." Harry was stubbornly quiet for a moment, pouting at the indignity of being forced to sleep with something buried in his ass, but then gave a small sigh and whispered, "Goodnight Draco." He had thought the blonde was asleep so the soft kiss on his cheek startled him, but Harry fell asleep with a smile on his face.
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