Harry Potter and The Serpent King (BP5)
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Body Bound
Chapter Number/Total: 16/52
Chapter Title: Body Bound
Words: 2430 Words
Harry kissed Draco back deeply, still partly imagining him as a boy at Hogwarts. "And then I would have fucked you raw all through the year when we got to school," he whispered against Draco's lips.
"Maybe I would have fucked you," Draco said, smirking and raising an eyebrow.
Harry snorted. "Maybe," he agreed, waggling his eyebrows.
"Tell me where you would have fucked me," Draco whispered.
"Everywhere," Harry replied, licking Draco's lips slowly with the tip of his tongue. "Anywhere I could have you. I would've fucked you in my bed, I would've fucked you in yours, I would've fucked you in closets and empty classrooms and even on Snape's desk if I could've. I would've had your arse anywhere I could bend you over."
Draco groaned again, his mind filled with images and his body shuddering, cock still half-hard and filling again.
"And we could have staged fights to get detention, just so I would have another chance to fuck you all over again," Harry whispered. "Besides, we both know how hot fighting can be." He smirked. "I would've ripped at your clothes and skin in front of everyone just so I could rip at them later with no one there."
"You could Body-Bind me and have your way with me," Draco suggested.
Harry raised an eyebrow, a hint of a wicked smile in his eyes. "Yes, that would be rather hot, wouldn't it?"
"Yes," Draco whispered. "Being held captive by your magic while you did wicked things to me with your body."
"Mmm," Harry hummed. "I could fuck you as long as I wanted. Fuck that tight arse until you wanted to scream but couldn't."
"Please, yes," Draco begged, unable to think of anything but the feel of Harry inside him.
"You want me to do those things to you, Draco?" Harry said huskily, rubbing himself against the blond.
"Yes," Draco whispered, the images in his mind making him writhe. He felt as mad as he had before he'd become Harry's lover. "I want you to take me," he agreed.
Harry kissed Draco's lips gently before he sat up and tucked himself back in his trousers, which was a bit difficult to do with a half-hard cock. He got up from the bed and stood at the side of it, looking down at Draco with slightly cold eyes. "I saw you staring at me in Potions today, Malfoy," he said.
It took Draco a moment to focus, and then a sly grin spread across his face. He sat up and cocked his head. "In your dreams, Potter," he answered in his infamous sneer.
"I don't think I was imagining it," Harry said, raising an eyebrow. "As a matter of fact, Hermione told me she caught you staring at my arse the other day. I think I believe her over you."
Draco snorted and shook his head. "I don't care what you believe, Potter," he responded.
"So you're saying you weren't staring at my arse or staring at me in Potions?" Harry said, eyes challenging.
Draco rolled off the bed, turning away long enough to hide his own cock back in his robes, and then turned with hands on his hips, smiling. "Why would you think such a thing, Potter? You are the one always following me around," he said.
"Are you sure you want to bring that up, Malfoy?" Harry retorted.
Draco's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Where's your entourage, Potter? Isn't it dangerous for you to be going about alone?" he asked.
Harry snorted. "It's not dangerous ... for me," he said, a hint of implication in his voice.
Draco's heart was beating fast, this little play of theirs making him tremble. He reached for his wand, as he would have done with such a threat.
"Ah ah," Harry said, noticing Draco's movement and taking a step so that he was very near him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"Afraid, Potter?" Draco sneered.
One side of Harry's mouth quirked the slightest bit upward into an amused smile. He moved closer still so that Draco could practically feel his breath against his lips. "I could have you on this floor in a split second, Draco," he purred, using Draco's first name purposely.
Draco gasped at his bold words and the use of his name. "Why?" he whispered.
"Because," Harry replied simply. "And I know you want it. You tossed off last night thinking of me, didn't you?" he breathed, mouth dangerously close to Draco's now.
Draco trembled now, eyes widening as they would have then. "You're mental, Potter," he whispered.
"Didn't you?" Harry said again, demanding. He grabbed the wrist of the arm Draco was using to hold his wand.
Draco struggled against that grip, as if trying to get away. "Let go," he said.
"You don't want me to," Harry whispered. "Not really." He tightened his grasp and used his other hand to feel the front of Draco's robes, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Why are you doing this?" Draco whispered, unable to move now as he looked into those bright green eyes.
"Because I feel like it," Harry replied. "Perhaps I'm showing my true colours," he said with an amused smirk, using Draco's own words.
The words had the desired effect, making Draco's breath catch as he licked his lips. "What are you going to do?" he whispered again.
Harry moved closer as if he were about to kiss Draco, but he didn't. "Whatever the fuck I want," he said, pressing his hand against Draco's erection.
Draco moaned then, unable to stop himself. He was panting now and he felt dizzy with such intense desire.
"Quite literally, in fact," Harry whispered as he cast the Body-Bind right then with his bare hands, catching Draco's limp form in his arms.
Even knowing it was a game, Draco tried to struggle against the Body-Bind, and the feel of Harry's magic holding him made his cock so hard it hurt.
Harry lowered Draco to the bed, even though he didn't know where they would have gotten a bed in the middle of a corridor in Hogwarts. "Nothing you can do about it now, is there?" Harry said, pulling his cock out again and stroking it.
Draco's heart was beating fast and his eyes were wide as he watched Harry stroke himself. It was amazing. He struggled against the bind but still enjoyed the sense of helplessness -- of freedom -- to let Harry do as he wished.
Harry stripped Draco of all his clothes, feigning surprise when they were gone. "Well, isn't that convenient?" he said, cocking his head and smirking as he reached over and fingered the skin very close to Draco's balls.
The rush of magic and then the release from the cloth made Draco's body shiver, and he would have moaned had he been able.
"Damn," Harry said, still smirking as he ran his hands flat over Draco's stomach and chest. "I admit you're a lot hotter than I thought. Who ever thought a skinny little prat like you would have a body like this? Very fuckable." He nodded as if stating his approval.
Draco's cock was hard and leaking as he lay helpless under that touch, listening to those sexy words. Just the idea of the younger Harry calling him "hot" and "fuckable" was amazing.
Harry made a small movement with his hand and his fingers were suddenly coated in lube. He rolled the substance around between the fingers in front of Draco's face, licking his lips. "Know what I'm going to use that for?" he said, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Draco's breath came in gasps now and his eyes widened in excitement. When Harry became dominant like this, it made every part of him feel like he was on fire.
"I think you do," Harry said, moving his fingers and then gently pressing them inside Draco, watching his face and wondering what Draco would have done had he really done this to him in school.
Draco wanted to spread his legs, to open up for Harry. He lay there moaning inside his head as Harry pushed fingers inside him.
"Mmm, fuck you're going to be tight, aren't you, Malfoy?" Harry said. "And you're fucking loving this. Fucking hell, your cock's so fucking hard for me." He moved his fingers inside Draco, kneeing his legs open wider.
Draco forced himself to keep his eyes open, watching Harry as he prepared to fuck him. His cock bobbed as if in answer to Harry.
Harry smirked at that and added another finger, making sure that Draco was ready to be fucked hard, and he told him so. "Your arse is about to be pounded, Ferret," he said, using a name he hadn't in forever. "And you're gonna fucking take it."
Draco tried to make his eyes look defiant. The use of the old insult just made his blood rush faster and he thought he might pass out from need. Harry's magic surrounded him and he was eager to feel it fill him too.
Harry licked his lips again as he withdrew his fingers and slicked his achingly hard cock. He gave Draco a what-are-you-going-to-do-about-it look as he grasped his legs, spread them apart, and pushed them up, preparing to slide into him.
Draco swallowed convulsively at the wicked-looking sight of Harry like this. He waited eagerly for that feel of Harry's flesh and magic penetrating him.
Harry had to release one leg and let it fall to guide his cock to Draco's hole, but as soon as the head was close to pushing in, he held the leg up again and slid slowly forward, groaning as he did. "Fuck, yes," he said, buried in Draco. "Your arse is as good as I fucking thought it would be."
Draco thought he could come just from being entered like this. He was helpless and his cock twitched hard as Harry's cock stretched him, magic radiating out from it.
"Fuck," Harry said, unable to stop saying the word it seemed. He hadn't sworn this bad during sex for a while and wondered about the change as of late. He pulled slightly out of Draco and then slammed back into him, watching his limp body jolt with the movement.
The Body-Bind kept Draco's body relaxed even when he would have arched to meet Harry's thrusts. It was amazingly hot to lay there and just take it in, not being able to move meant not having to move. He concentrated on the sensation, able to feel Harry's cock inside him as if it were more real than his own body.
Harry thrust with his entire body, fucking Draco hard and deep. He was sweating now, and had to keep throwing his hair to the side to watch Draco, to look into his eyes and see the true emotion there. "Fucking you so hard, Malfoy," he panted, "you'll fucking feel it for days. Hope Quidditch isn't too rough." He groaned at even the thought of a Draco in school sore on a broomstick from his cock.
The image of playing Quidditch against Harry with that sore feeling between his legs made Draco's body shudder. It brought to mind their agreement of a one-on-one Quidditch match and it made him more determined than ever to win that.
Soon, Harry was gasping for breath as he thrust, his hips moving impossibly fast. "Fuck," he gasped over and over. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna come! I'm gonna fucking come inside you." And he could feel it, could feel it building up and ready to burst out of him.
Magic swelled inside him and Draco felt the power rising fast, his own magic responding. Untouched, his cock still felt caressed as Harry's power crackled over Draco's skin.
A few more seconds and Harry was brought over the edge, this orgasm as good as his first if not better. He shouted nonsense and then nearly toppled over, but caught himself and stood there panting heavily.
Every inch of his body, inside and out, burned with magic, and Draco's cock was so full it hurt. To his dismay and surprise, the Body-Bind Spell seemed to prevent him from coming when Harry did. He lay there, aching with need while Harry panted above him.
It took Harry a few seconds to realise that Draco hadn't come. Draco always came with him. He looked at him, confused and still panting a bit, but then released the Body-Bind, thinking that was what it had to have been.
The moment Harry released the spell, Draco's body arched and he came, screaming wordlessly. The release was so intense he nearly passed out.
Harry watched Draco come in awe. He'd never seen something so beautiful as his lover in complete rapture, and it had to be one of his favourite sights in the world. He pulled gently out of Draco and then flopped on the bed next to him, breathing a bit heavily.
Draco was still shuddering and moaning, as if every sound he hadn't been able to make before now tumbled from him. He curled to his side, pressing against Harry.
Harry wrapped an arm around him and held him close, turning slightly to press against him.
It took a while for his body to calm down enough to allow words. When he could, Draco clutched Harry back. "Mine," he whispered against his lover's chest.
"Completely, totally, and unbelievably yours," Harry replied, stroking Draco's hair.
Draco lay curled in Harry's arms, sated and happy. "Yes," he said, sighing.
Harry smiled and sighed too. "Merlin, I think I enjoyed that far too much," he said amusedly.
"It was perfect," Draco whispered, his face pressed against Harry's chest.
Harry smiled again. "Yeah," he said, voice goofily dreamy. "Sometimes I wonder how it would have really worked out had we done some of the things we've done now in school - right out of the blue. I mean, I know you kissed me right out of the blue, but I wonder what you would have done if I'd come onto you, even though I probably never would have."
Draco huffed gently against his lover's chest, amused by his rambling. He kissed the skin in front of him and then tipped his head back to see Harry's face. He smiled happily at him. "My fierce lion," he teased.
Harry snorted. "Whatever you say, my sexy snake," he said, grinning. "Or perhaps you prefer devastating dragon."
Draco rolled his eyes and pressed a kiss to Harry's lips.
Chapter Title: Body Bound
Words: 2430 Words
Harry kissed Draco back deeply, still partly imagining him as a boy at Hogwarts. "And then I would have fucked you raw all through the year when we got to school," he whispered against Draco's lips.
"Maybe I would have fucked you," Draco said, smirking and raising an eyebrow.
Harry snorted. "Maybe," he agreed, waggling his eyebrows.
"Tell me where you would have fucked me," Draco whispered.
"Everywhere," Harry replied, licking Draco's lips slowly with the tip of his tongue. "Anywhere I could have you. I would've fucked you in my bed, I would've fucked you in yours, I would've fucked you in closets and empty classrooms and even on Snape's desk if I could've. I would've had your arse anywhere I could bend you over."
Draco groaned again, his mind filled with images and his body shuddering, cock still half-hard and filling again.
"And we could have staged fights to get detention, just so I would have another chance to fuck you all over again," Harry whispered. "Besides, we both know how hot fighting can be." He smirked. "I would've ripped at your clothes and skin in front of everyone just so I could rip at them later with no one there."
"You could Body-Bind me and have your way with me," Draco suggested.
Harry raised an eyebrow, a hint of a wicked smile in his eyes. "Yes, that would be rather hot, wouldn't it?"
"Yes," Draco whispered. "Being held captive by your magic while you did wicked things to me with your body."
"Mmm," Harry hummed. "I could fuck you as long as I wanted. Fuck that tight arse until you wanted to scream but couldn't."
"Please, yes," Draco begged, unable to think of anything but the feel of Harry inside him.
"You want me to do those things to you, Draco?" Harry said huskily, rubbing himself against the blond.
"Yes," Draco whispered, the images in his mind making him writhe. He felt as mad as he had before he'd become Harry's lover. "I want you to take me," he agreed.
Harry kissed Draco's lips gently before he sat up and tucked himself back in his trousers, which was a bit difficult to do with a half-hard cock. He got up from the bed and stood at the side of it, looking down at Draco with slightly cold eyes. "I saw you staring at me in Potions today, Malfoy," he said.
It took Draco a moment to focus, and then a sly grin spread across his face. He sat up and cocked his head. "In your dreams, Potter," he answered in his infamous sneer.
"I don't think I was imagining it," Harry said, raising an eyebrow. "As a matter of fact, Hermione told me she caught you staring at my arse the other day. I think I believe her over you."
Draco snorted and shook his head. "I don't care what you believe, Potter," he responded.
"So you're saying you weren't staring at my arse or staring at me in Potions?" Harry said, eyes challenging.
Draco rolled off the bed, turning away long enough to hide his own cock back in his robes, and then turned with hands on his hips, smiling. "Why would you think such a thing, Potter? You are the one always following me around," he said.
"Are you sure you want to bring that up, Malfoy?" Harry retorted.
Draco's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Where's your entourage, Potter? Isn't it dangerous for you to be going about alone?" he asked.
Harry snorted. "It's not dangerous ... for me," he said, a hint of implication in his voice.
Draco's heart was beating fast, this little play of theirs making him tremble. He reached for his wand, as he would have done with such a threat.
"Ah ah," Harry said, noticing Draco's movement and taking a step so that he was very near him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"Afraid, Potter?" Draco sneered.
One side of Harry's mouth quirked the slightest bit upward into an amused smile. He moved closer still so that Draco could practically feel his breath against his lips. "I could have you on this floor in a split second, Draco," he purred, using Draco's first name purposely.
Draco gasped at his bold words and the use of his name. "Why?" he whispered.
"Because," Harry replied simply. "And I know you want it. You tossed off last night thinking of me, didn't you?" he breathed, mouth dangerously close to Draco's now.
Draco trembled now, eyes widening as they would have then. "You're mental, Potter," he whispered.
"Didn't you?" Harry said again, demanding. He grabbed the wrist of the arm Draco was using to hold his wand.
Draco struggled against that grip, as if trying to get away. "Let go," he said.
"You don't want me to," Harry whispered. "Not really." He tightened his grasp and used his other hand to feel the front of Draco's robes, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Why are you doing this?" Draco whispered, unable to move now as he looked into those bright green eyes.
"Because I feel like it," Harry replied. "Perhaps I'm showing my true colours," he said with an amused smirk, using Draco's own words.
The words had the desired effect, making Draco's breath catch as he licked his lips. "What are you going to do?" he whispered again.
Harry moved closer as if he were about to kiss Draco, but he didn't. "Whatever the fuck I want," he said, pressing his hand against Draco's erection.
Draco moaned then, unable to stop himself. He was panting now and he felt dizzy with such intense desire.
"Quite literally, in fact," Harry whispered as he cast the Body-Bind right then with his bare hands, catching Draco's limp form in his arms.
Even knowing it was a game, Draco tried to struggle against the Body-Bind, and the feel of Harry's magic holding him made his cock so hard it hurt.
Harry lowered Draco to the bed, even though he didn't know where they would have gotten a bed in the middle of a corridor in Hogwarts. "Nothing you can do about it now, is there?" Harry said, pulling his cock out again and stroking it.
Draco's heart was beating fast and his eyes were wide as he watched Harry stroke himself. It was amazing. He struggled against the bind but still enjoyed the sense of helplessness -- of freedom -- to let Harry do as he wished.
Harry stripped Draco of all his clothes, feigning surprise when they were gone. "Well, isn't that convenient?" he said, cocking his head and smirking as he reached over and fingered the skin very close to Draco's balls.
The rush of magic and then the release from the cloth made Draco's body shiver, and he would have moaned had he been able.
"Damn," Harry said, still smirking as he ran his hands flat over Draco's stomach and chest. "I admit you're a lot hotter than I thought. Who ever thought a skinny little prat like you would have a body like this? Very fuckable." He nodded as if stating his approval.
Draco's cock was hard and leaking as he lay helpless under that touch, listening to those sexy words. Just the idea of the younger Harry calling him "hot" and "fuckable" was amazing.
Harry made a small movement with his hand and his fingers were suddenly coated in lube. He rolled the substance around between the fingers in front of Draco's face, licking his lips. "Know what I'm going to use that for?" he said, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Draco's breath came in gasps now and his eyes widened in excitement. When Harry became dominant like this, it made every part of him feel like he was on fire.
"I think you do," Harry said, moving his fingers and then gently pressing them inside Draco, watching his face and wondering what Draco would have done had he really done this to him in school.
Draco wanted to spread his legs, to open up for Harry. He lay there moaning inside his head as Harry pushed fingers inside him.
"Mmm, fuck you're going to be tight, aren't you, Malfoy?" Harry said. "And you're fucking loving this. Fucking hell, your cock's so fucking hard for me." He moved his fingers inside Draco, kneeing his legs open wider.
Draco forced himself to keep his eyes open, watching Harry as he prepared to fuck him. His cock bobbed as if in answer to Harry.
Harry smirked at that and added another finger, making sure that Draco was ready to be fucked hard, and he told him so. "Your arse is about to be pounded, Ferret," he said, using a name he hadn't in forever. "And you're gonna fucking take it."
Draco tried to make his eyes look defiant. The use of the old insult just made his blood rush faster and he thought he might pass out from need. Harry's magic surrounded him and he was eager to feel it fill him too.
Harry licked his lips again as he withdrew his fingers and slicked his achingly hard cock. He gave Draco a what-are-you-going-to-do-about-it look as he grasped his legs, spread them apart, and pushed them up, preparing to slide into him.
Draco swallowed convulsively at the wicked-looking sight of Harry like this. He waited eagerly for that feel of Harry's flesh and magic penetrating him.
Harry had to release one leg and let it fall to guide his cock to Draco's hole, but as soon as the head was close to pushing in, he held the leg up again and slid slowly forward, groaning as he did. "Fuck, yes," he said, buried in Draco. "Your arse is as good as I fucking thought it would be."
Draco thought he could come just from being entered like this. He was helpless and his cock twitched hard as Harry's cock stretched him, magic radiating out from it.
"Fuck," Harry said, unable to stop saying the word it seemed. He hadn't sworn this bad during sex for a while and wondered about the change as of late. He pulled slightly out of Draco and then slammed back into him, watching his limp body jolt with the movement.
The Body-Bind kept Draco's body relaxed even when he would have arched to meet Harry's thrusts. It was amazingly hot to lay there and just take it in, not being able to move meant not having to move. He concentrated on the sensation, able to feel Harry's cock inside him as if it were more real than his own body.
Harry thrust with his entire body, fucking Draco hard and deep. He was sweating now, and had to keep throwing his hair to the side to watch Draco, to look into his eyes and see the true emotion there. "Fucking you so hard, Malfoy," he panted, "you'll fucking feel it for days. Hope Quidditch isn't too rough." He groaned at even the thought of a Draco in school sore on a broomstick from his cock.
The image of playing Quidditch against Harry with that sore feeling between his legs made Draco's body shudder. It brought to mind their agreement of a one-on-one Quidditch match and it made him more determined than ever to win that.
Soon, Harry was gasping for breath as he thrust, his hips moving impossibly fast. "Fuck," he gasped over and over. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna come! I'm gonna fucking come inside you." And he could feel it, could feel it building up and ready to burst out of him.
Magic swelled inside him and Draco felt the power rising fast, his own magic responding. Untouched, his cock still felt caressed as Harry's power crackled over Draco's skin.
A few more seconds and Harry was brought over the edge, this orgasm as good as his first if not better. He shouted nonsense and then nearly toppled over, but caught himself and stood there panting heavily.
Every inch of his body, inside and out, burned with magic, and Draco's cock was so full it hurt. To his dismay and surprise, the Body-Bind Spell seemed to prevent him from coming when Harry did. He lay there, aching with need while Harry panted above him.
It took Harry a few seconds to realise that Draco hadn't come. Draco always came with him. He looked at him, confused and still panting a bit, but then released the Body-Bind, thinking that was what it had to have been.
The moment Harry released the spell, Draco's body arched and he came, screaming wordlessly. The release was so intense he nearly passed out.
Harry watched Draco come in awe. He'd never seen something so beautiful as his lover in complete rapture, and it had to be one of his favourite sights in the world. He pulled gently out of Draco and then flopped on the bed next to him, breathing a bit heavily.
Draco was still shuddering and moaning, as if every sound he hadn't been able to make before now tumbled from him. He curled to his side, pressing against Harry.
Harry wrapped an arm around him and held him close, turning slightly to press against him.
It took a while for his body to calm down enough to allow words. When he could, Draco clutched Harry back. "Mine," he whispered against his lover's chest.
"Completely, totally, and unbelievably yours," Harry replied, stroking Draco's hair.
Draco lay curled in Harry's arms, sated and happy. "Yes," he said, sighing.
Harry smiled and sighed too. "Merlin, I think I enjoyed that far too much," he said amusedly.
"It was perfect," Draco whispered, his face pressed against Harry's chest.
Harry smiled again. "Yeah," he said, voice goofily dreamy. "Sometimes I wonder how it would have really worked out had we done some of the things we've done now in school - right out of the blue. I mean, I know you kissed me right out of the blue, but I wonder what you would have done if I'd come onto you, even though I probably never would have."
Draco huffed gently against his lover's chest, amused by his rambling. He kissed the skin in front of him and then tipped his head back to see Harry's face. He smiled happily at him. "My fierce lion," he teased.
Harry snorted. "Whatever you say, my sexy snake," he said, grinning. "Or perhaps you prefer devastating dragon."
Draco rolled his eyes and pressed a kiss to Harry's lips.