That Damned Golden Ferret
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,455
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A Darker Side?!!
Draco sat still, a bit in surprise as he watched Harry’s shirt peel back from his chest. The skin below was smooth and well tanned making Harry look almost like a bronzed god. Draco licked his lips lightly as he gazed over all that smooth yummy flesh, his fingers itched to touch, his mind wondering how much better this would be then last night. How much more wicked Harry would treat him, tease him, taste him.
Harry grinned as he noticed how fidgety Draco had become and how large the bulge in his pants had grown. He stood, flicking his wand free of the small wrist sheath. A short yet powerful spell danced off his lips as the doors closed, and sealed them. No one would be able to enter the room now and no one could hear as Harry made Draco scream. Draco looked up at Harry as his tongue flicked out to lick his lips lightly. Draco wanted the dark haired man he had come to love not that long ago, the man who fueled passions in him he had never felt before. Draco also feared this man, his love was the power he held over Draco. It was frightening.
Harry set his wand on the table as his hands began sliding slowly over his body. His hands glided slowly from his neck down his chest as he watched his soon to be lover. Those strong hands stopped at his hips, the tips of his fingers sliding under the edge of his pants as he watched Draco’s eyes. The hunger in them fueled Harry’s own hunger, he wanted Draco under him screaming, but he would take his time and do this his way.
Harry unsnapped his jeans, slowly pulling down the zipper. He stopped midway down and closed then space between him and Draco. As their eyes met, Harry lowered to sit on Draco’s lap as Harry’s hand slowly worked the shirt open. Lips met in a short soft kiss that Harry held control of, his teeth nipped Draco’s lip. A soft sigh slipped from Draco with a gasp following quickly as wicked fingers found Draco’s nipple and pinched rather roughly. Draco let his head fall back, his breathing picking up as those fingers didn’t stop but rolled the sensitive nub lightly between fingers. A kiss landed on his smooth pale neck causing Draco to shiver.
Harry was in heaven, it had been so long since anyone had responded to him this much, enjoyed his touch so much. He nipped Draco’s neck softly. The moan that followed was pure enjoyment for Harry. He wanted to make Draco happy if only to hear those sounds, but he wanted more of them. He wanted the whimpers, the begging. He waned Draco to scream his name.
Harry let his mouth move down Draco’s neck till neck met shoulder and he bit hard. Draco’s cry was half pain and half pleasure. His body lifted under Harry’s, his hands grabbing his shoulders. Harry felt the hands and was surprised by the touch of anger in him, he grabbed both hands and pinned them to the couch his mouth leaving Draco’s neck so he could glare at the glassy eyed blond.
“Don’t touch me, your not allowed to touch me yet Draco. You will keep you hands here. You are not allowed to move until I say you can. Just to be sure ..”
Harry trailed off, his mind speaking a small little binding spell that curled small metal bands around the blond’s wrists. They were now pinned in place until Harry gave the word for him to move. He saw the confusion in Draco’s eyes and the shock of panic that filled them as he realized he had no way to get out without knowing the spell Harry used.
“Harry…”
Draco gasped as the binds on his wrist tightened and his eyes went wide.
“No Draco… don’t call me Harry… Master has a nice ring to it right now. If you call me Harry or displease me they will grow tighter, so behave or it‘s going to hurt A lot.”
Draco nodded wondering what the hell he had gotten into. He had never seen a side of Harry like this, the power, the control, and the deep shadows in his eyes (that) promised both passion and pain. An odd feeling twisted in Draco, one he didn’t know and was afraid to know at this moment. His golden boy, the one who saved them all had a dark side, one Draco was about to taste first hand.
“Yes…Master..”
Harry grinned before giving Draco a light kiss on the lips. His nails scratched roughly down Draco’s chest, the dull almost burn-like pain causing Draco to wince and hiss though his body showed signs of enjoyment. Which Harry enjoyed the responses.
Harry grinned as he noticed how fidgety Draco had become and how large the bulge in his pants had grown. He stood, flicking his wand free of the small wrist sheath. A short yet powerful spell danced off his lips as the doors closed, and sealed them. No one would be able to enter the room now and no one could hear as Harry made Draco scream. Draco looked up at Harry as his tongue flicked out to lick his lips lightly. Draco wanted the dark haired man he had come to love not that long ago, the man who fueled passions in him he had never felt before. Draco also feared this man, his love was the power he held over Draco. It was frightening.
Harry set his wand on the table as his hands began sliding slowly over his body. His hands glided slowly from his neck down his chest as he watched his soon to be lover. Those strong hands stopped at his hips, the tips of his fingers sliding under the edge of his pants as he watched Draco’s eyes. The hunger in them fueled Harry’s own hunger, he wanted Draco under him screaming, but he would take his time and do this his way.
Harry unsnapped his jeans, slowly pulling down the zipper. He stopped midway down and closed then space between him and Draco. As their eyes met, Harry lowered to sit on Draco’s lap as Harry’s hand slowly worked the shirt open. Lips met in a short soft kiss that Harry held control of, his teeth nipped Draco’s lip. A soft sigh slipped from Draco with a gasp following quickly as wicked fingers found Draco’s nipple and pinched rather roughly. Draco let his head fall back, his breathing picking up as those fingers didn’t stop but rolled the sensitive nub lightly between fingers. A kiss landed on his smooth pale neck causing Draco to shiver.
Harry was in heaven, it had been so long since anyone had responded to him this much, enjoyed his touch so much. He nipped Draco’s neck softly. The moan that followed was pure enjoyment for Harry. He wanted to make Draco happy if only to hear those sounds, but he wanted more of them. He wanted the whimpers, the begging. He waned Draco to scream his name.
Harry let his mouth move down Draco’s neck till neck met shoulder and he bit hard. Draco’s cry was half pain and half pleasure. His body lifted under Harry’s, his hands grabbing his shoulders. Harry felt the hands and was surprised by the touch of anger in him, he grabbed both hands and pinned them to the couch his mouth leaving Draco’s neck so he could glare at the glassy eyed blond.
“Don’t touch me, your not allowed to touch me yet Draco. You will keep you hands here. You are not allowed to move until I say you can. Just to be sure ..”
Harry trailed off, his mind speaking a small little binding spell that curled small metal bands around the blond’s wrists. They were now pinned in place until Harry gave the word for him to move. He saw the confusion in Draco’s eyes and the shock of panic that filled them as he realized he had no way to get out without knowing the spell Harry used.
“Harry…”
Draco gasped as the binds on his wrist tightened and his eyes went wide.
“No Draco… don’t call me Harry… Master has a nice ring to it right now. If you call me Harry or displease me they will grow tighter, so behave or it‘s going to hurt A lot.”
Draco nodded wondering what the hell he had gotten into. He had never seen a side of Harry like this, the power, the control, and the deep shadows in his eyes (that) promised both passion and pain. An odd feeling twisted in Draco, one he didn’t know and was afraid to know at this moment. His golden boy, the one who saved them all had a dark side, one Draco was about to taste first hand.
“Yes…Master..”
Harry grinned before giving Draco a light kiss on the lips. His nails scratched roughly down Draco’s chest, the dull almost burn-like pain causing Draco to wince and hiss though his body showed signs of enjoyment. Which Harry enjoyed the responses.