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I'm A Slave for You

By: BlackGargie
folder Harry Potter AU/AR › General
Rating: Adult ++
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Chapter 18

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A/N: Wow! It’s already Chapter 18! We’ve gone this far now,
and there’s no turning back. Thank you, thank you all for the support and thank
my RP friend and co-author Lil a.k.a. Living Life class=GramE>Behind the Mask for providing me with the ideas to write
this story. I appreciate it so much. Well then, let’s get it going, shall we?



 



Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!



 



I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Draco finally finished his homework,
yawning and nearly falling asleep as he stole a look at the time. It was about
a quarter to midnight and his eyes were threatening to shut forever and not
open again. Lucky for him, tomorrow was a weekend, so he could afford to sleep
late.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            It has been a few months down the
road since he and Remus were officially master and
slave, and since Harry was separated from Severus into Albus
care. Draco would occasionally catch sight of Harry whenever he was lucky, but most
of the time he never got the chance to approach him and say hi, and other
times, Harry wouldn’t give it to him. He would often give him that small
grudging look and walk off whenever their eyes met (they always come across
each other at a distance, never close range). Draco felt slightly guilty because
he knew he was angry of his father separating them. He didn’t dare to tell his
godfather either that he saw him once in a while because as much as he wanted
to help, he couldn’t beat the Ministry’s system, especially when it comes to
giving out punishments. If his father ever caught him helping Severus meet up
with Harry, he would probably be in deep shit.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Remus, who
was sitting at his feet in waiting, noticed Draco’s tiredness and got up,
saying, “Time for bed, Drake.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “I guess,” Draco sighed as he pushed
his chair back.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “That’s a lot of homework you got
there, Drake,” Remus commented at the pile of books
on his desk, helping to massage Draco’s shoulders.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Father didn’t like my last grades. I
gotta make sure I gain them back this year, even more
so when now I’m in 5th year and O.W.L. is coming soon,” Draco
replied, remembering the caning he got from Lucius
last year for scoring below the marker Lucius set for
him. A Malfoy never
gets below 90. You are a disgrace, boy, and you must be taught a lesson,
Draco
remembered the exact words his father said when he was forced to lie on the
floor on his stomach while his father caned him again and again with his
snakehead rod. If it weren’t for Remus who butted in
saying that his mother needed him for something, he would’ve broken his back
and he’d be rendered an invalid.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Of course, at that time, he wasn’t much
in good terms with him and not very grateful either. In fact, when class=SpellE>Remus carried him to his bedroom and put cold cream on his
bruises to ease the pain, he screamed at him to leave him alone and didn’t want
to talk to him for the rest of the day. He felt rather sorry for doing that,
now that he thought about it.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “That’s rather ridiculous of him.
You are one of the brightest students in Hogwarts. If I were in his shoes, I’d
be damn proud of it.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Yes,” Draco noted, “but if you were
in his shoes I won’t have you as a lover.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “True enough,” Remus
chuckled. He then carried Draco bridal style from his chair and said, “Off to
bed with you, dear one.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “How about a
bedtime fuck?”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Normally kids like you would ask
for a bedtime story,” Remus grinned as he took him to
the bed, teasing him by licking the tip of his nose.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “I am not a kid anymore, Remy.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “True, but,” Remus
puts Draco down on the bed, “technically you are a kid compared to me and kids
shouldn’t be asking for this.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            So saying, Remus
pinched Draco’s nipples hard, tugging lightly at it, making the boy gasp.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “I don’t care. I want you, Remy.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Are you sure you don’t want a
bedtime story? I’ve helped one of my masters to baby-sit his kids before. I’m a
very good storyteller,” Remus asked, tracing his
finger lightly on that nipple, teasing him even further.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “You give me a bedtime story, you will
be sleeping on the floor," Draco growled, thrusting his hips up and trying
to hump Remus’ leg.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            But Remus
was still in a teasing mood. As he made up his story, he reached over to kiss
his forehead, “Once upon a time, a young little master was getting horny in
bed,” he kissed his neck, “and was so desperate he asked,” he sucked and bit
the nipple he pinched, “a werewolf to fuck him. But he didn’t know,” he grabbed
Draco’s cock under his pants and teased it till it started to leak, “this
werewolf have been pining for him since he stole a look at him,” he started
stroking the cock, making the boy hiss, “in the showers.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “The shower?”
Draco grinned. “So that’s why I keep feeling I’ve been watched. class=GramE>Naughty werewolf.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “That beautiful ass of yours really
got me going,” Remus said, leaving class=SpellE>hickies all over Draco’s body as he undressed him. “I was
rather disappointed when you looked so tired just now. I thought we’d never get
it on tonight.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “I may be tired, but it doesn’t mean
I have to do any of the work.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “True. I’ll take good care of you
tonight,” Remus said as he ran his tongue all the way
from his chin down to his chest to his navel and finally to his wanting cock.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Hey, wait, you stopped the story,”
Draco pouted.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “I thought you said you’re too old
for stories,” Remus grinned as he kissed the head of
Draco’s cock.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “But you got me interested.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Alright,” Remus
agreed, sucking the tip of Draco’s shaft. “So the werewolf devised the plan to
drive the young master crazy,” he took the head of the shaft in his mouth and
sucked while both hands pinched and rubbed both Draco’s nipples, “First he
gives him a nice slow suck, licking him occasionally while he gives the young
master a nice nipple massage.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “He’s a very good wolf,” Draco said
before biting his lips, laying his head back to enjoy the ride.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Then he takes him whole in his
mouth and moves deliberately slow,” Remus continued
as he engulfed his cock around his mouth, sucking and deep-throating
him really slowly.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Fuck, dear Gods…”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Remus pushed
Draco’s hips up until he was literally holding Draco’s ass up his face and
continued to deep-throat him slowly while teasing the opening with his fingers.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Your…Your
story…” Draco was barely able to speak through his moans of ecstasy.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Then,” Remus
pulled out to continue, “Before the young master explodes, he quickly pulls out
and started licking his orifice of love,” he turned to lick Draco’s ass,
twirling his tongue around the opening, not exactly entering him.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “That was a corny way to put it, but
it is nice.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “He goes deeper and deeper, tasting
every inch of the young master’s sweet flesh,” Remus
continued his story, then did as his story dictated so, deliberately wriggling
his tongue slowly as he made his way in.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Fuck, Remus,
so good.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “The young master tastes so good,
like something only immortals have the right to have, but here he was, a mere
werewolf enjoying the delicacy of heaven,” he said as he stuck his tongue all
the way in, wriggling it as his lips sucked the outer walls.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Add your finger.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “The werewolf does as the young
master commands it, class=SpellE>Remus put in one finger, moving in and out slowly on
purpose.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “With your tongue
too.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Remus did
so, his tongue and his finger working his magic of love on him.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “So good, Remus,”
Draco gasped, his breathing erratic.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “He keeps teasing the young master,
not giving him what he truly wanted,” he continued the ‘story’ in a teasing
tone as he stuck his finger deeper and teased the prostate, not really touching
it.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “How about he starts fucking his
young master now, please?” Draco growled, his body
unable to take this blissful torture any longer, what with his prostate being
teased over and over again without even being able to feel the euphoria of
seeing white hot flashes in his mind’s eyes.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “That would be a nice follow-up to
the story, but you’re rushing the plotline. Have you forgotten who’s the
storyteller here?” Remus asked as he lowered Draco’s
hips and lined his cock against the opening, teasing it with the head of his
shaft.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “In me, Remy.
Please…” Draco begged, throwing his head from side to side. He wanted to feel
that wonderful huge rod in him so badly he could cry.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Pleased to see the young master
begging for him, he thrusts forward,” Remus said,
entering him all the way to the hilt with one swift movement.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Gods, yes!”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “He rams into him, hitting his sweet
spot over and over again, until the young master screams,” Remus
pounded in, finding the prostate almost immediately, since he knew his little
young master’s body so well, and hit it just the way Draco liked it.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Harder, class=SpellE>Remus, fuck me!”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Remus soon
immersed himself into ramming Draco into the bed, aiming the prostate and hitting
it again and again with full force using a bit of his superhuman strength,
straying away from the storytelling he was supposed to do. Draco was bombarded
with all white hot flashes and stars—he couldn’t tell which is which—that coursed
through like numerous huge electrical jolts, as if he was being struck by
lightning, that he, too, forgot to remind Remus to
continue his story.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Yes, yes, YES!!!” Draco screamed,
thrashing almost everywhere, his hands gripping tightly against the head of the
bed.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Remus pushed
Draco’s legs until the knees were near the boy’s face and piston his cock in
and out wildly, fully hitting the sweet spot.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Yes, wolf, claim your mate! class=GramE>Fuck me raw, you beast!”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Remus soon
felt himself getting close and started reaching down to pump Draco’s cock,
wanting him to come with him. Draco tried to thrust along with class=SpellE>Remus’ strokes but was too much in pleasure by the crazy
pounding to move. His body arched instead as he felt himself getting closer by class=SpellE>Remus’ pumping. He arched once, then twice, then soon came
all over his stomach, chest, Remus’ hand and a little
on his face because of the body angle he was in. Remus
let out a beast-like roar as he came torrents inside Draco seconds later,
shuddering as his tremors surged all over his body. Moments later of emptying
out each other, Draco relaxed and panted, his eyes closed, to catch his breath.
Remus, on the other hand, pulled out and slumped down
beside Draco, panting as well.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “And…they lived happily…ever after…”
Remus said breathlessly. “The end.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            “Good story,” Draco chuckled, his
eyes getting heavier after the afterglow settled in. “I really got into it.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Remus
laughed softly at the pun he made and kissed his forehead, hugging him close to
his chest. Fatigue and afterglow took effect on the young boy’s body as he
closed his eyes, falling asleep almost immediately.



style='mso-tab-count:1'>            Remus,
with whatever strength he had left, cleaned up themselves
before pulling the covers over themselves, joining Draco in slumber.



 



A/N: Mmm…Sexy…Now that is what I call
a bedtime story. LOL! Reviews plz!






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