The Contract

Chapter Thirty-Five – Promised responses





They walked in silence back to Draco’s quarters. Harry knew he was in trouble, but for the first time since returning to school, he genuinely did not do it on purpose. Regardless, they were quickly in front of the quarter’s entrance. As Harry crawled across the threshold to Draco, the collar heated as Draco’s anger did.



Draco had walked to the bedroom without a backward glance at Harry. He was angry because Harry had not trusted him to make the right choices. He wanted a quiet evening of play and talk before sleeping soundly another night. Now, he would have to discipline Harry before he could possibly think of the ‘after’. Concluding that this was the only alternative, he walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and pulled out a rather thick leather belt. He dreaded this, if the truth were known, but knew also that it was necessary.



Trust was the major hurdle in this affair, Harry had to learn or relearn that he could trust Draco. After the “Manor Incident”, it would take time, but Draco would continue to grow during the next few months and would soon be unable to hide the pregnancy. He needed Harry to be under control or out of his life soon. Turning, he gasped at the form kneeling on the area carpet.



Harry had disrobed, his untouched cock reminded Draco of the time when he had ridden Harry so thoroughly that he became pregnant. Purple, pulsing, and leaking were the adjectives that came to mind, but with the cock ring amplifying that beauty and the piercing at the tip being just a bit heavy to put extra pressure on the end, made it magnificent. Harry was kneeling, exactly as he should be. The collar was also pulsing and Harry seemed to be a bit more red-faced than normal.



“I first thought to punish you, but seeing the situation a bit different, we will start by removing that collar. If I understood the original instructions, it would only be released by Lord Malfoy, which is me.” He walked to the man and grabbed the clasp. When it wouldn’t open, he crossed to the dresser, grasped a ceremonial dagger and pricked his finger. Returning, he placed a few drops of his blood and said loudly, “I am Lord Malfoy and I command you to release this clasp.”



It did and Harry fell over. His breath was raspy and the collar had obviously been too tight, either by Draco’s displeasure or as a way of discipline. Either way it had never happened to that extent before. Checking his watch, he gave Harry two minutes to regain himself. In less thank ninety seconds, he returned to the earlier position. Harry’s color had returned to the normal, perfect olive complexion.



Draco picked up the collar and set it on Harry’s shoulder. The heat made Harry wince in pain. It also helped him to center on the words that Draco said.



Standing a few feet behind him, Draco said, “Harry, you have disappointed me. I thought we had worked through the trust issues. Your outburst has shown that you do not trust me. It has shown those in attendance that you are not under control. That is completely unacceptable. For that lack of trust, you will receive eight lashes with this belt. Afterwards, assuming that you have counted well and have not made any attempts to ask me to stop, we will speak further.”



Harry nodded his understanding. Tears prickled the edges of his vision. “Stand up and hold onto the poster of the bed. Straight armed and feet apart. Do not let that collar fall from your shoulder. Keep still.” Harry complied. As he stood, Draco wanted nothing more than to throw the belt down and kiss him. Draco steeled himself for what had to be done.



“I’ll begin.” And pulling back the belt, he let it fly. Each lash would be as hard as possible. He would always use an odd number as his father always used increments of fives, except that first time, and that was something he couldn’t think of right now.



“One!” Harry said, none to calm. “Two! Ohhhh…” and so it went through the eight licks with the belt. None hit the same place twice and the welts and bruised would smart something like fire for the next day or so.



When he finished, Harry’s body was shaking as he attempted to remain still. Then he did something that surprised Draco, he said, “Thank you sir. I will not forget this lesson.” Then turned, knelt, and kissed that sodding belt. Draco was incredibly aroused at that moment.



Grabbing the back of Harry’s head, he said, “Stand up. Your cock ring will be removed as your reward for taking your punishment so well.” Harry stood and it was Draco’s turn to kneel. Tenderly, as gently as possible, he removed the ring from the testicles and cock. “You are so beautiful.” He murmured, as he could no longer stand being so close, he reached his tongue out and licked the liquid from the tip.



Harry moaned. The collar slipped off his shoulder and hit the floor. Draco used one hand, picked it up and flung it over his shoulder to the outer room. Returning to the task at hand, glad to be rid of that hideous thing, Draco suckled the head of Harry’s engorged cock. Feeling the gold ring on his tongue caused his own hardness to quiver with excitement. He pushed in a bit, and relaxed the muscles at the back of his throat, exactly the way Harry had taught him all those month ago. He heard Harry moan as his cock was being swallowed into heaven. “Draco… Oh…. I…am…” He could hear the words as they left his mouth through gritted teeth.



Humming around the cockhead, his hands gently rolling the testicles, he gave silent permission. Harry yelled as he came and Draco had never tasted anything so perfect in his life. Harry Potter, his one love, the father of his babies, was pulsing again and again, flooding Draco’s senses with his essence. When Harry stopped, Draco withdrew the semi-soft cock and Harry fell onto the bed.



“That was… amazing.” Harry said, trying to catch his breath. “Thank you.”



Draco, still dressed, lay beside him. “You have to trust me. I’ll never allow anyone to hurt you again. I will lay down my life to do it if necessary. Please, Harry, trust me again.”



Harry nodded, “I would tell you anything right now, but honestly, I will do my best. I will make mistakes, I am sure. But maybe together we can figure it out?” Draco nodded. After a few more moments of Harry’s arms around him, he whispered, “You are over-dressed. Would you like me to undress you?”



“Yes…” Draco said in an almost dreamy voice. Harry smiled and waved his hand. Draco was naked. “Smart ass.”



Harry asked with a smile. “Do you need to use the loo or anything?”



“I do, but…” Jumping up, he fled to the en-suite. When he returned a short time later, he walked rather sexily to the bed. Harry watched him as a predator. Draco’s gait was different; he didn’t so much swagger anymore as he swayed. Harry’s body responded to the difference and as such, was hard as hell when he blonde returned. Harry stood and went to the loo as well.



“Come to bed Harry, worship and prepare my body so you can bury yourself in me later.” Harry looked into the gray eyes in awe. “Yes, Harry, I want you to do all the work tonight.” Leaning closer to the man, he whispered, “I want you inside of me, pushing and pulling. Softly making love to me again. I want to feel your cock stretch me gently as you make love to me again. It’s been far too long.”



The words caught in Harry’s mind, he stilled his movement and looked at Draco, “Too long? We’ve never… except that first night and I didn’t do the penetration.”



Draco paled, “You don’t remember? We talked about it a bit the next day. You… don’t remember me…err…riding you?”



Harry shook his head no. He had dreamed of it, of course, but when they left the bath that next day, they put a hold on penetration sex. He looked at Draco quizzically. “What are you on about?”



“You passed out in the garden, I couldn’t wake you. Severus said it was because you had not ejaculated. To make up for hurting you so bad, I used lubrication and stretched myself. I rode you until you came inside of me. You woke with a shout and we both slept. You don’t remember?”



Standing and moving away from the bed for a moment, Harry thought back. “I don’t. I’m sorry. So much has happened since then. I didn’t know.”



“Oh, Merlin. Then you don’t realize that I am pregnant with your children?” Draco’s voice was low and whispery. Almost as though he hadn’t meant for the words to be verbalized at all.



“Pregnant?” Harry asked. “My children? How’s that even possible? I mean you are a man. What are you talking about?”



“It’s the bond and the way I consummated it. The second time results in a pregnancy. Your second time was with Lucius, you lost that baby, but my first time was the second time we… coupled… and it resulted in my pregnancy. A bit odd to say the…”



He lost his train of thought when he looked into Harry’s red face. Harry had begun to hyperventilate and as his body was unable to get the needed oxygen, he had started to panic. Wild eyed and red-faced Harry went to the floor. He did not lose consciousness, but he could not regain his breath either.



Draco crossed quickly to him. Lying behind him, he pulled Harry into an awkward spoon position and held him close. “Lucius is gone. He can never hurt you again. These babies will be here in February and we will be wonderful parents. Calm down love. We’ll be fine.” His words continued until Harry’s breathing evened out. Eventually, Draco was sure he was fine to go to bed. But before he suggested it, he said, “Harry, just listen. There is much more to discuss, but let’s get some rest tonight. Whatever else we need to decide, we can do together.”



“Okay.” Harry answered, his voice weak, but not defeated. “Tomorrow then.” He paused for a moment. “Can we sleep in bed again? This floor is not good for your back.” And with a smile of encouragement, Draco agreed, knowing that they would need to talk more the next day.



Instead of sleep, they talked a bit. Draco wondered why Harry had suddenly started talking about his feelings when he realized something. Sitting up in bed, he looked at the brunette. “The collar. Tell me what happened when you did something I was going to be displeased with.”



“It got tight and burned a bit. It was almost exquisite, until tonight when I couldn’t breathe because I was so angry with you. I wanted you to stop talking to me like I was a dog and just love me again.” His voice hadn’t cracked exactly, but it was far from the normal resonance that he used.



“Oh, Harry! Why didn’t you just say something?”



“I fight it all the time, Draco. Wondering what I need to do. Knowing that there is more in here,” he tapped his left temple, “but I can’t get to it. The loudest voice is the one that says I should make you happy and the only way to make you happy is to be a slave.”



Tears rolled freely down Draco’s cheeks. Harry reached and gently wiped them away before pulling the blonde back to him. Holding him gently, petting his hair, Harry continued, “I have missed you so much. That time between the ritual and when your…” clearing his voice, he continued, “Lucius came back was the most wonderful time in my life. I trusted you completely and in turn felt the trust returned. I fell in love with you every day, and it had nothing to do with a bond.”



“I love you too Harry. They wouldn’t let me in the hospital to see you.”



“I know and that part was my doing. I thought that if you wanted to see me that you should have to work for it.” Harry said apologetically.



“But I did, everyday I sent you letters. When I sent chocolates, they were returned destroyed. Some of the letters weren’t returned at all, so I know you got some of …”



Harry’s voice was suddenly hard, “Draco, I didn’t get any letters or gift from you, at all, in the hospital.”



“I swear I sent them. Ask Ron, he’ll tell you I did.”



“I believe you.” He pulled Draco closer, talking late into the night, Harry behind Draco, his arms wrapped protectively around the blonde. Just as Harry was about to drift off, he spoke aloud to the castle and asked that it join its magic with his to cast a protection charm around the quarters.



When the Aurors arrived at 10:00 the following morning to arrest Harry, the door to the quarters could not be found.