Forced Bonding

Chapter Ten:

WOW! The reviews I got for the bonding chapter were awesome! I just want to address a few comments and questions in the reviews: a few people have asked me if this will be an mpreg fic. I’m sorry, but it’s not. While I have nothing against mpreg fics, and enjoy them on occasion myself, almost all bonding fics end up being mpreg, and I wanted to make mine different. QueenlyKing, I am sure this will make you happy. And thanks for your suggestion, but I don’t see my Draco wearing a skirt, but the lap dance idea was good. I will have to think on that for a later chappie. Also, a few people suggested having sex in different places, mostly in the bath. I had already planned on that at a later date. I think having sex in the bathtub is sexy. In case nobody noticed, when I described the bathtub in the boys ‘apartment’ I made sure to make it larger, so the boys will be comfortable. I guess great minds think alike, eh?”

Here’s the next chappie! Enjoy!

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After the boys left Dumbledore’s office, they raced to their ‘apartment’, hand in hand. They burst in the door and fell on the couch, in each others arms.

Unfortunately, Ron and Hermione were still sitting on the couch, and as a result, they got smashed underneath the combined weight of two very horny boys.

“What the hell?” exclaimed Draco. “Granger, Weasley, what the bloody hell are you still doing here?” he demanded, as he and Harry crawled off the shocked couple.

“We wanted to make sure that you guys were okay. We didn’t know how the bonding would go, so we thought we would wait for you to come back, make sure you didn’t need anything,” explained a rather frazzled Hermione.

“All we need is to be alone Granger. I want to shag my husband in private.”

Hermione looked up at Draco in shock. When she looked into his eyes, realization dawned on her. They were on a magical high from the bonding ritual. Oh were they going to be embarrassed tomorrow, because there was nothing you can do when someone is on a magical high, and they don’t listen to reason once they get it in their head to do something, so mumbling an apology, she grabbed Ron’s arm and left. She would explain what was going on to him later.

Once they were gone, Draco turned to Harry, who hadn’t said a word the entire time. He was gazing at Draco in pure lust. Draco grabbed his arm and dragged him to the bedroom. Once there, he ripped Harry’s robe off and pushed him on the bed, joining him once his own robe was discarded.

Draco straddled Harry and leaned down to kiss him. Harry’s hands came up to tangle in Draco’s hair. Draco pulled away and slithered down Harry’s body to quickly prepare him.

Sliding into his ‘husband’s body was heaven for Draco. He quickly built a slow but steady rhythm.

“Draco, please, faster!” moaned Harry.

“Nope. I want it to last this time. The ritual made us climax much too quickly for my taste.”

Harry just leaned up and kissed Draco breathless before arching up to meet Draco’s thrusts. He cried out in pleasure when Draco bumped his prostate.

“Oh gods, right there Draco! Pleeeease! Ungh!” Harry’s cries and moans were quickly become gibberish, warning Draco that he was close to coming. Since he wasn’t ready yet, he slowed down and tried to avoid Harry’s prostate. He had to smack Harry’s hand away from his erection a few times, causing Harry to pout, but then Draco accidentally hit his prostate again and he quickly forgot what happened.

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45 minutes later, Draco finally came deep inside Harry after he had grabbed the other boys cock and quickly brought him to orgasm. The tightening of Harry’s channel had sent him over the edge.

“OH MY GODS! That was incredible Draco! Where did you learn to do that?” gasped Harry. Draco had managed to keep him right on the brink of orgasm for almost an hour, and Harry was completely blown away.

“Here and there,” replied the blond. He shot Harry a self satisfied smirk before getting out of the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“To take a shower. Want to join me?”

“I don’t know if I can walk,” Harry groaned. “And don’t smirk at me like that!” he ordered, when Draco shot him another satisfied smirk.

Harry slowly climbed out of bed and staggered after Draco to the bathroom.
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An hour later the boys finally climbed back into bed and fell fast asleep, in each other’s arms. They had intended to just take a quick shower, but when Harry saw Draco with water running down his body, he had slammed him face first against the wall and taken him right there. Then, of course, he had to give him a blowjob when Draco had whined about how quick it had been. Harry was starting to wonder if he really was the dominant on in the relationship. After all, the dominant one only has power if the submissive gives it to them.***

And Draco WAS a Slytherin after all. They were masters of manipulation. Harry had been too tired to really think, so he just curled up in Draco’s arms, and let sleep take him away.

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Late the next day, the boys woke up with aching muscles and sore bums. Suddenly, the night’s previous events came back to them and they stared at each other, blushing.

“What got into us last night Draco? I mean, Dumbledore said we would eventually be drawn back to each others beds, but we couldn’t stop shagging last night.”

“I think we were on a magic high. Dumbledore did say that our bond was stronger than he anticipated. That much power flooding our bodies made us high as a kite. Coupled with the fact that we were attracted to each other before the ritual, it makes sense that we would want in each others pants. I hope I didn’t hurt you last night. I remember keeping you on edge for a long time. I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”

“It’s okay. I distinctly remember enjoying it.” ‘And hope it happens again soon.’ though Harry.

“You what?” asked Draco.

“I said I remember enjoying it.”

“No, you said you hope it happens again soon.”

“No I didn’t. I THOUGHT that, but I didn’t say it,” insisted Harry, blushing at his admission.

“Oh Merlin!” cried Draco.

“I’m sorry Draco! I won’t try to force you or anything, but I enjoyed myself. Jus forget about it,” now Harry was angry AND embarrassed.

“Not that you prat! I think we can read each others minds. Quick, what am I thinking right now?”

Draco thought about how he wanted to take Harry over his desk immediately.

Harry’s deep blush answered his question.

“Well, this is a new development,” said Draco.

“It’s disturbing. I hate having people in my mind. Voldemort was bad enough. Thank Merlin that Snape invented that potion so I can block him out permanently. Now I will have someone new in my head.”

“Don’t worry about it Harry. We can practice putting up mental shields, and I promise I won’t pry into your mind. As it is, we only got strong thoughts from each other. I can tell you’re worried, and a bit horny, but other than that, I can’t tell what else is on your mind. What about you? Can you tell what I am feeling or thinking?”

Harry concentrated a bit before nodding.

“Yes, I can feel your excitement at this, and you’re really hungry, and a bit horny too.”

“That’s right. Let’s go to the great hall and get something to eat. Everyone is gone. Dumble said that we are the only students staying for the Christmas hols, and knowing him, he is probably waiting for us there anyways.”

Harry agreed and the boys got dressed and left the bedroom. When the got in the common room, they noticed a note taped to the door leading out of the ‘apartment’. It was addressed to Harry, so he opened it and saw that it was from Ron and Hermione.

///Dear Harry,

I hope you are not too embarrassed by what you did last night. I could see that you were under the effects of a magic high. Don’t hold yourself responsible for your actions, it is perfectly natural to act that way under such a high.

Also, Ron and I just wanted to say we will see you two days after Christmas. We are coming back early to have a late Christmas with you, and to spend New Years with you. Have a great Christmas. We will send our presents by owl. I was going to just leave them, but I know you, and you would open them early.

Love you Harry,

Hermione and Ron.///

“I wonder if Dumbledore will let us go shopping after we eat. I never finished my shopping,” said Harry, handing the letter for Draco to read.

“Well we can ask him when we see him, now lets go, I’m starving!” whined Draco.

“Ok, ok, you big baby.”

“Hey! I’m not a baby!” pouted Draco, which in Harry’s opinion showed that Draco was indeed, a baby.

“If you saw that look you’re giving me in a mirror, you would probably call yourself a baby. Let’s go,” said Harry, laughing at the glare Draco shot his way.

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Draco was right. When they got to the great hall, Dumbledore was indeed waiting for them.

“Hello boys. How are you two feeling?”

“We fine, but you should know that we can read each others thoughts, if the thought is particularly strong.”

“Yes, considering the amount of power coming from your bond, I am not surprised that you can read thoughts. As the bond becomes stronger, more things will probably happen. I am not sure what all that will be, so it is important that you update me regularly. Now, I am sure that you boys are famished, and I am here to escort you two to Hogsmeade. I know that Harry here needs to finish his Christmas shopping.”

“How do you always know this stuff?” asked Harry.

Dumbledore’s only reply was a chuckle. Harry knew he wouldn’t be getting an answer, so he just dug into his food. He WAS starving, he realized.

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After they ate, Harry and Draco went to get their winter cloaks and some money. When they arrived at the main hall, Dumbledore, Snape, Remus and McGonogall were all waiting for them.

“Why are you all here?” asked Draco.

“Because we can never be to safe. Voldemort hasn’t realized that you are bonded to Harry yet, but he will figure it out soon. We don’t want to take any chances,” answered Dumbledore.

Harry and Draco nodded their understanding, and unconsciously holding hands, they walked to Hogsmeade, surrounded by their guards.

A/n I know it is a bit short, but I felt this was a good place to stop.