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Like a Girl	By : TheWhiteQueen Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 6480 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Like a Girl, by Hellfire

Pairing: Marcus Flint/Adrian Pucey/Terence Higgs
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me *sob*; they all belong to JKRowling, Scholastic, her lawyers, and lots of other people that actually have money, unlike myself. I am not making any money from this, this is done purely for my own sick twisted pleasure. (And theirs, cause they told me that they never get to play like this when they’re with their rightful owners’ as in, not me!) Oh, and they’re all of age here, promise!
Summary: Terrence Higgs finds out first hand why there aren’t any girls on the Slytherin Quidditch team; none of them could take what happened when they lost because they played ‘like a girl’. Can Terrence take it?
Warnings: Nonconsensual sex between members of the male persuasion. This means HOMOSEXUAL RAPE, people! If you read it, and your eyeballs burst into flames and melt because of it, not my fault. I warned you. There’s also language, graphic imagery, and not nice remarks about other people’s lifestyle choices. Please remember that I willingly, nay, joyfully and gleefully wrote a slash story, so please don’t get upset and think that I’m gay bashing; I’m not. Guys with guys is downright sexy. Promise. And if you don’t like it, why are you still here? (Flames only encourage me, you know! ^_^ )
Notes: To my lovely betas, Slave4Flint (who isn’t?), and my beautiful, incomparable Implebian, who writes lovely beautiful Marcus drabbles that do wonderful things to my muse and tummy’ I love y’all! Remember sweetheart, if it weren’t for you, I would be the only one who had any clue at all as to what was going on. *huggles*
And now’ the story’ (Last chance to turn back!)

Like a Girl

Marcus swore as he heard ‘Gryffindor wins!’ announced over the screams of the crowd. First game of the season, and they had lost. Lost, because of that damned fairy, Terrence. Marcus took a moment to wonder if Terrence’s decision that he preferred men meant that he was also determined to play like a girl. ‘Locker room’, he growled as the rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team landed next to him.

He stalked off toward the Slytherin locker rooms with his jaw clenched tightly, grasping his broomstick firmly with his left hand. His right hand was curled into a tight fist, aching for something—someone—to hit. Reaching the doors, he pulled one open and entered the dark recesses of the chambers within. Still fuming, he dropped his broomstick onto a bench and started pulling his robes off. He wanted a shower, then he was going to deal with that effeminate little blonde bastard that had lost him the first fucking Quidditch match of the season.

The rest of the team entered quietly behind him. After two years of being under Marcus as captain, they already knew that when he was this pissed, drawing attention to them was the last thing that they wanted to do. Marcus noticed with a sneer that while the rest were being careful not to draw his attention, Terrence was trembling openly. Seemed like the little shit had figured out that their loss was his fault.
And just in case Terrence hadn’t realized the full consequences of his bullshit flying earlier, Marcus firmly intended to make sure that he knew them before the team left the locker rooms that evening.

Terrence waited until Montague and Adrian had stepped into the communal shower before he got in, and quickly insinuated himself between them. It was evident to Marcus that he was hoping that they would protect him from his captain. Marcus stepped into the shower behind him, barring the way for the other players. ‘Montague, Pucey, and Higgs, you stay. The rest of you go back to the dorms.’ he told them quietly. They didn’t bother to argue. Probably figured that they would be safer there. And for now, they were. Marcus would deal with the rest of the team later. Right now, he had to deal with his Seeker.

Terrence had his back to him as Marcus approached him quietly. Adrian and Montague pretended not to notice as Marcus slipped an arm around Terrence’s waist and another around his shoulders. ‘Hi Terrence’ he purred out, smiling as he felt Terrence stiffen in his arms. ‘What’s wrong, Higgs?’ Marcus asked innocently, slowly stroking his fingers across Terrence’s chest, as Terrence’s breath caught. ‘N-nothing, Flint’ Terrence stammered out. ‘Really, Terrence? That’s odd, I could have sworn that something was wrong. Like perhaps the small fact that you failed to catch the fucking snitch?’ he snarled as he simultaneously twisted one of Terrence’s nipples and kneed him between the legs from behind. Hard.

Terrence made tiny pain sounds in the back of his throat as he tried to curl up to cradle his injured bits. Rather than hold the smaller boy up as he gasped in pain, Marcus lifted him slightly then dropped him hard onto the unforgiving tile floor. He looked at Adrian and Montague, who looked back at him before coming to their respective decisions. Montague shrugged, rinsed off a final time, and left the shower. ‘Where the fuck do you think you’re going, Montague?’ Marcus asked him sharply. The other boy looked back at him and informed him that while Terrence deserved whatever Marcus wanted to give him, that he personally wasn’t into group revenge. ‘Fine’ Flint spit out. ‘Go. But if you say anything—’ He let the threat trail off as he noticed Terrence trying to crawl away from him. ‘Where are you trying to go, queer boy?’ He asks hes he casually kicked Higgs in the lower back. ‘Nowhere, Flint’ he was gratified to hear Higgs whimper out as he squirmed on the floor.

Switching his gaze to Adrian, he asked, ‘What do you think we ought to do with the little faggot?’ Adrian smiled at Marcus with a dark glint in his eye as he replied, ‘Well, since he plays like a girl. and since he likes cock, just like a girl, why don’t we show him why there aren’t any girls on the Slytherin team?’ Marcus smiled back. ‘Good idea. Dammit Higgs, why the hell can’t you get the idea? You *kick* are ‘not *kick*’ leaving. Why is that so hard for you to comprehend? Is it because you might as well have been a girl, so you’re just as dumb as one? Is that it?’

Leaning down to catch the escape bent Terrence by the hair, Marcus forced him to his knees. Sticking his half erect cock in the boy’s face, he asked him, ‘Higgs, do you know why there aren’t any girls on the Slytherin team anymore?’ Terrence shook his head frantically. ‘It’s easy. They couldn’t take the punishment for losing. Let’s see if a little queer like you can handle it. Suck me off, fairy boy.’ Starting to cry, Terrence shook his head. Marcus sighed. ‘Fine, you want it rough? We can do that’, he growled softly in the Seeker’s ear. Grabbing Terrence’s shaggy blonde hair with one hand, he hit him open handed across the cheek. Hmm, that seemed to be just what his hand had been wanting to do, so he let the seeker have it again, backhanded across the other side of his face this time. He barely noticed Adrian standing next to him, slicking soap over his fully erect dark red cock.

‘Now, open your mouth. And you’d better make it good, Higgs’ he warned, just in case the boy got the idea that if he wasn’t any good at sucking cock that he would be let go.

Tearfully, Terrence licked his lips then leaned forward to enclose Marcus’s erection in his mouth. Sighing, Marcus leaned his head back. Higgs’s mouth was hot and wet, surrounding half of his cock. Hmm, while doing things half way might be fine for the queer, half way wasn’t quite good enough for Marcus, so he grabbed Terrence’s head and shoved his hips forward, until the blonde’s nose was buried in Marcus’s dark pubes. ‘Suck it, Higgs!’ he snapped out. He groaned as he felt his seeker increase the suction being applied to his dick, and nearly shouted when he felt Higgs’s tongue start stroking against the underside of his thick erection.

Watching through slitted eyes, he smiled to himself as he saw Adrian kneel behind Higgs’s slender body as quietly and unobtrusively as possible. Terrence was about to get one hell of a surprise if the look on Adrian’s face was anything to judge by.

Marcus moaned as he felt Higgs’s gasp as Adrian poked an inquisitive finger into the Seeker’s puckered opening. He barely felt Terrence’s grasp on his hips tightening as Adrian prepared to slide his thick dick home into Terrence’s ass, but Marcus definitely felt Terrence’s teeth as the blonde bit down on his erection as Adrian slammed into him with no warning.

Marcus yowled in pain and fury, pulling back rapidly. He formed a fist quickly and started punching Higgs in the head and face. ‘You fucking queer!’ he raged as he rained blows down upon the seeker’s undefended body. He noticed dimly that Terrence wasn’t fighting back because Adrian had pinned his arms to his sides, and was still pounding into him mercilessly, timing his thrusts to match Marcus’s blows.

No longer trusting his precious body parts in the blonde’s mouth, he kept hitting him as Adrian kept fucking him, each timing their blows to match the other’s. Finally, at long last, just when it had occurred to Marcus that his hands were going to hurt later, Adrian came with a shout, ejaculating inside the thin seeker’s broken body. With a snarl of disgust, Marcus finally noticed that Terrence was no longer conscious, having finally succumbed to the brutal beating a while back. With a satisfied sigh, Adrian pulled out. ‘I think that Higgs was right when he decided that he was gay’ he informed a still seething Marcus idly. ‘Yeah?’ Marcus answered, not really caring. He still wanted to make the little bitch pay for losing the match and then trying to kill his cock. ‘Why’s that?’ ‘Because I think that the little shit liked getting fucked up the ass’ kept clenching down on me.’ Here Adrian paused to look consideringly at the form at their feet. ‘Makes me wonder what else I could do to him that he’d like.’ ‘Merlin, Adrian, not you too! Are you going to turn into a fucking fairy on me, too? Cause honestly, one chick wanna-be with a dick is all this team can afford.’ ‘Nah,’ the other Slytherin grinned back at him. ‘I just like it when he begs with tears in his eyes. It’s a real turn on.’ Rolling his eyes at his Beater, Marcus saw the perfect end to Terrence’s punishment.

Striding over to the discarded Quidditch tools littering the dressing area, he picked up Montague’s bat. ‘Do you think Derrick would mind if I borrowed this?’ he asked Adrian mockingly.

Adrian smiled at him as he held out a bar of soap. ‘Not at all. After all’ he’s with us in spirit if not in flesh. Besides, since Terrence wasn’t actually awake for most of his lesson, I think it’s only fitting that we leave him a lasting reminder.’

Taking the soap from Adrian’s outstretched hand, Marcus quickly got it and the bat wet, then rubbed the bat all over with the soap. With a nasty grin, he directed Adrian to hold Terrence’s hips up for him. Kneeling beside Adrian, he gently forced the broad business end of the bat into the unconscious boy’s rectum, then rammed it the rest of the way in.
When he was done, only the end of the handle showed. Adrian flipped the smaller boy onto his side and gently laid him back down on the shower floor.

He lightly caressed Terrence’s abdomen, smiling up at Marcus. ‘I can feel it,’ he said with a soft sense of wonder. ‘Right’ here’ he said, giving Terrence’s stomach a poke. ‘Wanna feel?’ he asked Marcus. ‘No,’ he said curtly. ‘I’m ready to go back to the dungeons. We need to work on our strategy for the next game. We’re playing Ravenclaw in 3 weeks. Leave him here; maybe when he wakes up, he’ll figure out that playing like a girl isn’t the right way to stay on my team.’

With that, Marcus abruptly left the shower to get dressed, followed by Adrian. Lost in his own thoughts, Marcus didn’t notice the pain wracked figure shivering on the shower floor, didn’t hear the sobs of his seeker fill the air. Long after the other boys had gone, Terrence lay on the cold shower floor, feeling the hard object lodged in his body punish him with each movement, crying out apologies with each breath.
Echoes tormented him every time he made a sound, until he finally stopped crying, and after lying there for a few moments whispered brokenly, ‘This is it, Marcus. I quit’, before he reached for his wand, and whispered one last desperate spell before succumbing to the darkness.

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