The Lion and the Serpent

In the bedroom, Harry pulled Draco into his embrace and held him. Draco found himself melting in his arms, pressing his head against Harry\'s shoulder, breathing in deeply. His arms were hanging by his sides, as he waited.



“Are you okay? Really?” Harry asked.



“No,” Draco confessed. “I\'m ..”



Words didn\'t come easily, and Harry didn\'t press. He lay on the bed, and drew Draco into his embrace again, and Draco stretched himself along his body, pressing hard against him.



“It was one hell of a day,” Harry said. “But look at the bright side, we got a Phoenix Rod out of it.”



Draco rose on his elbow and glared at Harry furiously:



“Harry, I swear, if you tell me that you somehow had this planned all along, and nearly had me burned alive just so you could get your hands on the fucking Phoenix Rod...”



Harry chuckled sadly and patted his cheek.



“Afraid not.”



“Damn,” Draco blurted out, and turned away, burying his face in the pillow. He felt ashamed to admit it, even to himself, but he would have preferred to be used, callously, casually, brutally, but still be under the unwavering, absolute control of his owner. He felt the serpentine Mark move along his body, and he shuddered with dread.



“That\'s what you want now, isn\'t it? My control,” Harry said.



“Yesss,” Draco hissed defiantly. “Your control. Your Mark. I want .. need... them.”



Harry\'s hand grabbed Draco\'s hair, gathering it tightly in his fist.



“I think we can arrange that,” Harry said with a dangerous smile. “Get up.”



Draco got off the bed hastily and stood before Harry, shifting on his feet uncertainly.



“Don\'t fidget,” Harry admonished him. “It doesn\'t suit you. Disrobe.”



Draco nodded silently, his hands slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Harry sprawled on the bed, watching him intently, and Draco bowed his head, looking down, slipping out of his shirt.



“Eyes on me,” Harry said.



Blood rushed to Draco\'s face. “I can\'t,” he mumbled, but looked at Harry anyways, and was rewarded by a faint smile. Slowly, Draco unbuckled his belt, and stepped out of his trousers and underpants, revealing his body to his owner.



“Close your eyes,” Harry said.



Draco shut his eyes gratefully, and heard Harry\'s voice hissing something in Parseltongue. Draco couldn\'t understand the words, but he felt his Mark moving with each Harry\'s utterance, sending firey tremors throughout his body.



“Harry,” Draco begged. Silence answered him.



He stood silently, feeling a rush of cold air on his skin. He felt something change and morph around him.



“Open your eyes,” Harry said finally.



Draco did, and blink, allowing his sight to adjust to the darkness. The room has been transformed into an enormous hall that stretched out as far as the eye could see. There was no bed, no trunk, no chair. There were no windows, or doors, either, just stone walls, stone floor, and chains hanging from the ceiling, with shackles attached to them. Sparcely placed torches burned, providing dim illumination and casting dreadful, disfigured shadows.



“What is this place?” Draco whispered in terror.



Harry circled around him, his finger trailing around Draco\'s collar, his touch awakening Draco\'s arousal.



“My playground,” Harry said gravely. “This is your last and only chance to get out. Say the word now, and I will end it. You can go and sleep on the couch.”



Draco swallowed hard and shook his head.



“Suit yourself,” Harry laughed. “You know where I want you.”



Draco nodded wordlessy, and moved towards the restraints, lifting his arms. The shackles moved of their own accord, encircling his wrists, tightening around them, and holding him in place. Draco gasped quietly, and turned his head to look at Harry, but Harry just out sight.



He heard the movement around him and then Harry came into his line of sight again, holding something in his hands, and when Draco\'s eyes focused on it, he let out an involuntary moan. The whip was long, its black leather handle woven into a serpentine design. The wide black tail of the whip, folded lengthwise, looked soft and supple, and Draco breathed a sigh of relief. Then Harry\'s fingers unfoled it, revealing another, harsher strand of leather hidden within, crimson red in color.



“It\'s called the Dragon\'s Tongue,” Harry said softly.



Slowly and deliberately, Harry traced Draco\'s body with the whip, and Draco whimpered softly, anticipating the inevitable. Harry lifted the handle of the whip to Draco\'s lips and Draco pressed a passionate kiss against it, drinking the scent of leather in, his lips travelling the length of it. Then he offered up his tongue, and caressed the handle as tenderly as he would his owner\'s hand. He looked plaintively at Harry, pleading wordlessy for his touch, but the touch was not forthcoming.



Harry stepped back, removing the whip from his lips, and Draco sighed slightly at the loss. Then, Draco heard the sound of the whip travelling through the air, and a moment later, the first kiss of the lash landed on his upper back. The blow was soft, caressing, and teasing, and Draco arched his back out towars the next. The lash descended rapidly but gently, alternating between his back and buttocks, sending waves of warmth through his skin, teasing, seducing, and making unspoken promises. All shame gone, Draco let out a gutteral, primal moan.



As if in response, the lashes grew stronger, igniting Draco\'s skin. The firey stinging spread throughout his body, and Draco surrendered willingly to the tormenting kiss of the Dragon\'s Tongue.



“Tell me when you can no longer bear it,” Harry said.



“I will,” Draco gasped, arching his back out as far as the restraints allowed him.



The lash fell harder still, raising welts, brutalizing his back, his butocks, his thighs. But even through that, Draco did not struggle. He lifted his hands higher, grasping the chains attached to the restraitns, using them for support, bracing himself, submitting himelf fully and completely. Time went, and the lash continued to torture him, and finally, feeling his resolve weaken, Draco cried out pitifully,



“No more!”



The whipping stopped instantly, Draco\'s fingers clenching around the chains. And then, unexpectedly, a single harsh blow descended on his back, and Draco threw his head backwards, as the brilliant agony overtook him. He hung limp in restraints, lost to himself and the world around him. He would have fallen when the shackles released him, but Harry\'s hand grabbed him by the hair from behind, holding him in place, steadying him.



Draco stood, motionless, his entire body engulfed in fire. He made no protest, when Harry firmly pushed him to the floor, to stand on all fours. Harry\'s foot kicked Draco\'s legs apart, and Draco opened his legs even wider, lowering his chest to the floor. Harry unzipped his jeans and knelt behind him, his nails trailing the handiwork of the fresh welts criscrossing Draco\'s flesh, eliciting brief, subdued wails from Draco\'s throat. Then Draco felt a single slick lubricated finger press tenatively against his opening, and Draco nodded vigorously.



Instantly, he felt the finger enter him, caressing him, stretching him, and Draco gasped with pleasure at the welcome intrusion. Draco was still in a daze when the second finger joined the first, stretching him and preparing him. When Harry\'s firm member pressed against him, Draco lifted his hips readily, using his entire body to plead to be taken. Slowly, with agonizing gentleness, Harry entered him, and Draco murmured something, pushing back, taking in the entire length of his owner. He felt Harry thrusting inside him, slowly, rocking his entire body, Harry\'s hands stroking his back soothingly. Finally, a blissful eternity later, Draco felt Harry climax inside him, and Draco collapsed on the floor with a brief startled cry.



“Thank you... Master,” he said weakly, his body pressing agaisnst the harsh, rough stones of the floor. Harry knelt next to him, caressing his hair.



“But I am not done with you yet,” Harry whispered with terrifying tenderness.



“What more could you take from me ?” Draco asked meekly. There was no protest in his voice, only wonder.



“Everything,” Harry said firmly, and Draco\'s heart jumped at his voice. Slowly and carefully, Harry turned Draco over on his back, and Draco groaned quietly, as his wounded backside pressed against the floor. Harry leaned over him, with a dark ancient glow in his eyes.



“Everything,” Draco agreed easily, just as Harry\'s lips covered his mouth. The kiss consumed him and devoured him, and their tongues toucheched briefly, giving Draco a brilliant short glimpse of unsurpassed pleasure.



Harry withdrew, and pressed his lips against Draco\'s chest, kissing it softly. And then, the unthinkable happened. Harry\'s tongue touched the head of the seprentine Mark on Draco\'s chest, and caressed it softly. The Mark moved again, of its own accord, and Draco felt his entire skin come alive around it. Slowly, Harry\'s tongue travelled downwards, towards the tail of the serepnt, caressing the Dark Mark. Draco\'s eyes welled up with tears, as his most intimate shame, his greatest weakness, was touched, accepted, and embraced. Finally, Harry\'s tongue stroked Draco\'s aching arousal, and Harry\'s lips wrapped around him. Involuntarily and unexpectedly, Draco was pushed over the edge, and he spent himself in Harry\'s mouth.



“I am sorry,” he murmured contritely. Harry looked at him serenely.



“Don\'t be. I took everything I wanted from you.”



Harry\'s powerful arms lifted him off the floor, and Draco felt himself lost again. He was unable to move, or speak, or event think. It was as if he was floating above a great dark abyss, that would threaten to consume him, if not for his owner\'s arms underneath him.



---- TO BE CONTINUED ----------



Author\'s Note:



Yay, finally, kinky sex. LOL.



Ok, I would really love some reviews to this one. Took me a while to write it, as I wanted to make it as tasteful and sexy as humanly possible, with least fluff and a bit of the danger/dark undertones.



Queen, Obsidian, can\'t tell you how much I appreciate your thoughtful reviews. Thank you so much!