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Anything For You

By: RunnyInk
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 6
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Anything For You

Title: Anything For You
Author: Runny Ink
Fandom: Harry Potter
Archiving: Only here and on the Shutter Bugs list
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Colin, Snape/Colin, Harry/Snape/Colin
Category: Slash, Darkfic, Angst, Romance, First time
Summary: Colin’s dreams have come true - Harry Potter wants him in his bed. But Harry’s sexual appetites are ravenous and he wants more than just a fuck.
Warnings: vague D/s, BDSM, dubious consent, other kinks to be determined, 17 y/o Harry, 16 y/o Colin
A/N: This story borders on PWP. There’s a plot, but it’s mostly just a vehicle to totally use Colin.

Chapter One

One week into his sixth year at Hogwarts, Colin Creevey was well on his way to needing a new photo album. He had taken several surprisingly good shots already.

“Wow, Colin,” his brother Dennis breathed as he looked over his shoulder in the common room. “These are even better than usual. Did Harry actually stand still for them, or something?”

“A few times, yeah.”

Spread out across the table the brothers were sitting at were twenty some odd wizarding photos of Harry Potter - Colin’s obsession since his first year. This time, though, they weren’t photos of the young man caught unawares, or ducking and blushing, or even rolling his eyes. In most of the photos Harry stopped and turned, looking directly at the photographer. A few were even like Colin’s favorite. Harry had been leaning against a wall outside the castle and when he saw Colin approach, just stood, practically posing with his hands in his pockets, a small, sultry smile on his lips.

“I suppose you’ll be wanking off to that one,” Dennis laughed as Colin stared at that particular one.

Colin glared at his little brother in annoyance. It was no secret that he had a bad case of hero worship when it came to the Boy Who Lived, but he didn’t want the entire common room to know that Harry also played a staring role in all of his sexual fantasies. Unfortunately, from the sound of a throat being cleared directly behind the boys, that wasn’t about to remain a secret.

Dennis looked behind him slowly, his eyes widening when he saw just who had overheard his comment.

“I’m so sorry, Colin,” he said before leaping from his seat and dashing to his dorm room.

With dread knotting his stomach, Colin turned around. Harry was standing so close he had practically run his nose into the other’s belt buckle. Colin’s insides turned to ice and his face flushed hot.

Harry didn’t look angry, but it was hard to determine what he was feeling. The boy who had left for summer hols the year before and the man who had returned had little resemblance to each other. Over the summer, Harry had fulfilled the expectations of the Wizarding World and defeated the Dark Lord - but not before being kidnapped by Death Eaters and held captive for several days. No one knew what Harry had been doing in London, away from the safety of his uncle’s home, or what had happened to him during his captivity, but Harry had come back different. Not completely, but enough. He was quiet and watched everyone. He didn’t smile anymore, but sometimes he would smirk, and he always looked as if he knew something no one else did.

He was currently looking down at Colin, green eyes glittering and mouth quirked to one side. He slowly bent down until he was face to face with the blushing boy.

“Something you want to tell me, Colin?” he asked softly.

With a feeling of complete humiliation, Colin couldn’t stop his bottom lip from trembling or his eyes from filling with tears. He shook his head furiously.

“I-I’m sorry, Harry. I didn’t mean….”

“I have something to tell you,” Harry interrupted, standing up. “Come up to my dorm with me. No one’s there.”

Colin rose and followed Harry across the common room, wondering how long his shaky legs were going to continue holding him up. The tears escaped his eyes and streaked down his cheeks, but luckily it was a Saturday and most of the other students were outside enjoying the day, so no one noticed him crying.

//Or maybe it’s not so lucky,// Colin thought. //What is Harry going to do with me once he gets me alone? I don’t think he’d hurt me, but then who knows what goes on through his mind anymore?//

Walking into the seventh year dorm, Harry motioned for Colin to take a seat on his bed, then he turned and warded the door. Harry approached the side of the bed and gently grasped Colin by his chin, lifting his face up to look in his eyes.

“You’re beautiful when you cry,” Harry said, his voice rough with lust. “I bet you’ll be even more beautiful with this in your mouth.”

Harry let go of Colin’s chin and allowed him to lower his face again. Directly in front of him, Harry’s naked, hard shaft was coming out of his opened fly, supported by one of Harry‘s hands. Colin hadn’t even noticed that Harry had been working his pants open as he spoke, but as Harry nudged Colin’s legs apart so he could stand between them and bring his cock closer to the younger boy’s lips, Colin knew exactly what the dark haired boy wanted.

As if in a dream, Colin opened his mouth and ran his tongue over the head of Harry’s cock. The bitter taste of pre-cum and Harry’s gasp of pleasure brought the whole situation crashing to reality and Colin realized he was giving his first blowjob. And to Harry Potter, the one person he’d always wanted. Colin’s dick grew impossibly hard in the confines of his own pants and he reached up and grabbed Harry’s ass, drawing the head of his dick into his mouth.

“That’s it, Colin,” Harry sighed, weaving his fingers into the hair of the head at his groin and pumping a little more of his cock into the warm mouth. “Suck me, like you’ve been wanting to. You’ve been wanting to suck me for awhile now, haven’t you? Laying in your bed, imagining you’re on your knees in front of me with my dick fucking your mouth. Do you say my name when you cum?”

Colin didn’t answer, he doubted a reply was wanted anyhow. He couldn’t have, at any rate - more and more of Harry’s dick was being fed to him as the young man above him thrust in and out of his mouth. Colin licked and sucked, clutching him closer, wishing he could get all of it in but knowing he would gag on Harry’s long, broad length if it was pushed in much further. Above him, Harry continued talking dirty, occasionally calling Colin a good little slut. He let it all wash over him in warm waves.

“That’s it,” Harry gasped, thrusting faster. “I’m almost there, Colin, suck me harder. Yes, so good, such a good little slut. My slut. Yes!”

Harry came a river into Colin’s mouth. Colin tried to pull back, but Harry had him by the hair, pulling him even further onto his cock as it emptied into his mouth.

“Swallow,” Harry demanded as the last of his cum flooded Colin’s mouth.

Colin did as he was told, swallowing his load though most of it had run out of his mouth and down his chin in a sticky line. Harry rewarded him by releasing his painful grip and pulling his softening cock out of his mouth. Colin leaned back on the bed, gasping, absently noting that he had cried some more, this time from the pain of his hair being pulled and his mouth being savaged.

“I was right, you are beautiful with a cock in your mouth,” Harry said, a small smile on his lips as he tucked himself back into his pants. “Tears and cum are a good look on you. Do one more thing for me Colin?”

“Anything, Harry,” he managed to gasp out.

“Lay back on my bed, open your shirt and pants and wank until you cum all over yourself.”

Still breathing heavy from the blowjob, Colin laid back and unbuttoned his shirt and pants. It wasn’t easy since his hands were shaking. In the back of his mind, Colin thought he should be embarrassed to be exposing himself in front of Harry, but he was so hard and he just wanted to get off.

Colin grasped his length, feeling Harry’s eyes on him.

“Use my cum to slick up your dick,” Harry said, the quiet command going straight to Colin’s balls.

With his right hand, Colin wiped the still wet cum from his face and slicked his cock with it. He groaned loudly at the feel of Harry’s essence being smeared up and down his shaft as he masturbated. The scenario he found himself in wasn’t anything like those he had fantasized, but it made it all that more real. He was finally in Harry’s bed, he had had Harry’s dick in his mouth and Harry was watching him as he jerked off. It was more than he could take.

“Ah, yes, Harry!” he cried out as he shot a stream of hot cum over his stomach and chest.

Colin opened his eyes and turned his head when he felt Harry lay beside him on the bed. The young man had a dreamy smile on his face, the happiest expression Colin had seen on his face in a long time, as he curled close to him and ran his hand through the cum, rubbing it into Colin’s skin.

“Thank you,” Harry whispered, leaning in and finally kissing Colin on the lips. He ran his tongue over the other boy’s mouth until he opened. Colin sighed and wrapped his arms around Harry’s neck, relishing in the deep, passionate kiss.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” Harry said once they broke the kiss. He gently carded his fingers through Colin’s hair, soothing his scalp. “I was so happy to overhear your brother. I’ve been wanting something more than my hand. I’ve been wanting someone who would give themselves to me. Can you, Colin? Can you give yourself to me, completely? Come to my bed and do anything I want?”

“Yes, Harry,” Colin sighed, running his hands over Harry’s back. “Anything.”

“Good,” Harry smiled. “Do you like being fucked?”

“I-I haven’t before,” Colin blushed.

“You’re a virgin?” Harry’s eyes narrowed. “Was that your first blowjob, too?”

“Yes, but I’ll do my best to please you, Harry,” Colin replied, feeling panicked that Harry might not want him after all.

“Shh, it’s ok.” Harry gently kissed him on the mouth again, pressing kisses to the corners of Colin’s mouth where it was still red and sore looking from being roughly fucked. “I like that you’re a virgin. No one else has touched you and no one else will, not unless I want them to.”

Colin nodded, not exactly sure what he was getting at with that last comment, but not caring as he gave himself up to more kisses and caresses. Sooner than he would have liked, Harry pulled back and sat up.

“Ron will be back soon. Put yourself back together and go back to the common room. Come to my bed tonight after your dorm is asleep.”

With that, Harry unwarded the door and left Colin to finish dressing alone.

Colin knew that he was getting himself into something that he might not be able to handle. He had wanted Harry as a lover for so long and his dream had come true, but he had never imagined that the other boy would be so rough, so commanding, so passionate and sweet, and then so cold. It wasn’t what he had wanted at all.

He was in heaven.

tbc

A/N: I hoped you enjoyed the beginning of this fic that is radically different from my last one. It’s going to take me awhile to finish it as I have other things going on in my life (don’t we all?), but if you’d like to get the new parts sooner, or if you’re just a Harry/Colin fan, join the new group Shutter Bugs. Thanks for reading!
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