I Saw Malfoy Suck Cock

WARNING: Heavy graphic material containing GAY sex acts. If this offends you, why are you even reading this?

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*~I Saw Malfoy Suck Cock~*
Chapter four


I slouched on the railing once I caught sight of a blond hair coming up the stairs.

I grinned.

Malfoy, who turned for the last flight of stairs towards me, halted mid step as he realized I was waiting for him at the top.

He sized me up, I could feel it. His silver eyes were calculating yet again, and he began coming up with his chin high after a thorough assessment.

Oh-ho, I could feel my roguish grin widening.

Malfoy’s steps were calm and almost methodical as he practically glided up the stairs.

Who was the little bitch trying to fool?

I watched his face; I wanted to understand what was written there. But unlike the times when my hands were upon him, he was unreadable.

He halted once he reached me. His mouth was lifted in a mirroring curl to mine although lop-sided.

“There is one hell of a wicked twinkle in your eyes, Malfoy.” I said, my eyes trailing back and forth to his.

There was a teasing tone in my voice, and it made Malfoy’s lips part in a bigger grin.

“I must be up to no good, then.”

It was hard to control a smirk. “Are you?”

Malfoy surprised me when he came to slouch next to me on the railing. Both of his hands clasped in midair over it as he rested his elbows next to mine, leaning close.

“I might be finding myself in a bit of a...predicament.”

I lifted my eyes from his lips quickly. “Oh?”

The twinkle in his eyes accentuated Malfoy’s oozing sensuality, I felt like I had been momentarily star-stuck.

“Yes, you see, I keep on been...interrupted, every time I’m trying to get some work done.”

I snorted, “Twice isn’t anything, Malfoy.” I knew what he had been referring to.

“That’s what you might think.”

I was beginning to not like Malfoy’s smartass attitude. It must have showed on my face as the blond lowered his eyes to my fists.

“You’ve never gave me time to explain or talk.” He said, quietly, almost demure.

“You are much more entertaining when your mouth is occupied.” I bit back, not really understanding why the subject was bothering me.

He frowned at my fists but still didn’t look back at me. When he stayed quiet, I sighed and sank my hand in his hair.

“What shall I ever do with you?” I pulled at his hair then, harder, and lifted his gaze to mine.

“Turn around. Second door to the left.”

I witnessed Malfoy’s pupil grow black as he let out a quiet breath. Then I shoved him off, and he turned to carry out my instructions.

My eyes travelled down his back as he walked away from me. I followed soon enough as he located the door and opened it.

“Inside, Malfoy.” My whisper so close to his ear must have startled him as he cringed before entering.

I laughed, door closing behind me as I observed him.

Malfoy’s flirting had ceased the moment I had grabbed him however, when he turned to face me he still had that something that had made me feel star-struck from before.

With no words, he began undoing his robes. His cloak pooled at his feet, his belt buckle open as he pulled at his white t-shirt out of it, his jumper soon following his cloak as he then went to unbutton the t-shirt.

It was one of those rare times in which Malfoy looked right at my face. His expression of confidence now, I could even tell as he held his stance now, prouder.

He revealed white skin after white skin, which I had never seen. When he let the t-shirt slide down his shoulders I was mesmerized by the pink nipples on his chest.

I wanted to tweak them, so badly, that they seem to have hardened under my gaze. I blinked, and looked up at Malfoy who now sported a light blush on his cheeks.

His hands hadn’t stopped his divesting, though.

He had toed off his shoes and slid down his pants. He had also got rid of his socks, and he remained bare footed with only his silken boxers.

White, somehow, was his colour.

Malfoy stepped out of the pool of his clothes and came forward, to me, stopping just there so I could appreciate the fine sight of him naked.

Although, my eyes trailed to his boxers and I leered, he wasn’t.

“Take them off.”

Malfoy did, and if there was any notice of my throaty voice there no sign on his face.

Again, Malfoy toed his white silky boxers away, his soft cock jumping slightly in the white-blond curls it was nestled in.

I took the offered inspection and circled around him as I took him in.
Malfoy had creamy skin; there was no other way to even come closer describing it. He had faint hairs dusted on his legs, his whole body slender but strong looking. He possessed a toned body, lightly muscled to make your tongue want to follow its contours but still, lithe somehow, breakable.

His back rippled, almost tensed now, as I inspected behind. His face sought mine behind his shoulders, silently telling me that he was aware of my eyes roaming hungrily on his body yet, allowing me such privilege without imposing his gaze on me.

I trailed a hand on his back, he almost hadn’t been expecting that, and I marvelled at how smooth, soft and completely untouched his skin following the slope of his back felt.

I exhaled out of my nose, my lips tightly pressed together as I lowered both my gaze and hand to his ass.
But it wasn’t out of disgust.

Merlin, I thought to myself, breathless in my fascination with his ass, it was perfect.

It curved to fit my palm, plump enough to be squeezed and slapped red. Paler yet, than the rest of Malfoy’s skin, and I was completely taken-aback as I squeezed both globes with my hands and parted the cheeks to have him moan.

Malfoy lifted his ass to me, the gasp coming out of his mouth tightly locked now, and he looked down on the ground as if in shame.

My whole body heated up in response. I brushed a hand up on his back so that my fingers sprawled around the back of his neck. I lifted his head and circled fully around to be in front of him.

I met his blazing eyes—my mouth dried.

I held him tighter, not knowing if I wanted him closer then or far, far away as my heart shot wild, an acid like feeling going through my veins.

His mouth parted in a small grunt as my nails dag painfully in the sensitive skin around his neck but I paid no notice to that.

Malfoy’s eyes then fell on my mouth, and the sudden vision of what that could have led too made me let him go and step back.

He breathed out, as if he had been holding a deep, long, hushed desire that had been denied to him so suddenly.

“Undress me.” I snapped.

And Malfoy gave no indication of hearing how my voice braking then.

Perhaps it had been a bad idea, because it had forced Malfoy closer to me as his steady fingers reached for my
clothes.

He was intent with his job. Once again, confident in his aloofness, and my eyes narrowed at how much better than me he was with shielding his emotions.

I focused on his neck. Almost forgetting the light pressure and tugging on my chest as my cloak and jumper reached the floor. I moved for him, but didn’t look anywhere else but at his neck.

It was then I noticed the perfection of Malfoy’s skin ended there.

I felt something in me, like one of those dark creatures in the Forbidden Forest, snarl in satisfaction as they recognized their prey.

The darkening bruise, teeth marks, that reddening at the side of his neck...That had been me.

Me.

An insistent and rather strong tug, made me realize that Malfoy had opened my pants.

When I looked at his face I wasn’t able to say anything.

Surprisingly, he had been looking right at me. Hs front teeth were digging in his bottom lip as I saw his arms move from the corner of my eyes, and felt his fingers hook around my pants and pushing them down.

Malfoy was slightly taller than I was; our proximity was almost suffocating for me. I put my hands on both his shoulders and pushed him to his knees.

Malfoy, taking the hint, lowered down, his hands trailing feather-like down my chest as he went.

His actions pulled a hiss out of me I couldn’t hold back.

On his knees, the blond reached for my own boxers and carefully pulled them down.

My cock slapped on my stomach instantly, and for once, I felt somewhat ashamed that I had been the first to go rock hard. After all, hadn’t we been dancing around each other, measuring each other up?

Yet, Malfoy didn’t seem to mind. His silver eyes were focused on my dick even as he helped me step out of my boxers and threw them away.

Before my mortification got to me, Malfoy wrapped his arms around my lower waist and sank his face in my own dark pubic curls.

My hands flexed in tight fists. I held them tighter as I didn’t want to be reaching out for him yet. Even my mouth was stubbornly close, while I watched him.

Him, such a pale wonder against my own darker skin.

Malfoy sighed, his warm breath tingly my balls. He nuzzled at the base of my cock, butting his nose there, rubbing his lips on every inch. He proceeded to snuggle his face welcome in pure leisure.

A wet kiss was then placed on my length and his silver eyes looked at me.

Glittering, like they held knowledge I failed to even comprehend.

He cupped my balls, testing them in his palms, trailing his fingers between as he pressed kiss after kiss on my cock.

It jerked in excitement; I almost glared at it, the traitorous thing. But Malfoy sighed, besotted with the feel and taste of the organ he was currently lavishing with attention.

What. The. Fuck.

Here I had Malfoy on his knees sniffing my cock like the slut he was, and I was over analysing it?
The numb shock gave free to the sparks of pleasure that had been hovering just under it, and now ran at full force around my body.

In that same instant, Malfoy swallowed me down in one swift pro movement, and I lost it.

The adrenaline from the green house, the library, the ecstasy of knowing about doing something wrong, prohibited...

“Fuck, Malfoy! You suck on that cock.” I grabbed for his hair and forced him to move quickly on it.

I was rough; I didn’t care if it made him uncomfortable. The bitch would have liked it for all I knew.

Gagging noises resonated in the empty class room. Malfoy’s saliva was dripping everywhere making my use of his mouth easier. I could feel the back of his throat and I snapped my hips there.

“Swallow it.” I grunted, knocking my head back as his throat muscles tightened and massaged my cock.

I was close already, but I didn’t want to cum in his mouth.

A loud, veracious pop came from Malfoy’s mouth when I pulled out. His whole face was red, half of it wet by his spit. He was breathing heavily and coughed a bit.

I didn’t give him time recover; I pulled at his hair and started walking towards one of the desks.

He screamed, and I had to force him to stand up as I pulled tighter on his hair.

“On the desk!”

Malfoy climbed on it, but I pushed him down roughly not liking his slow pace or the trembling of his body.

His head banged against the desk and he let out a curse. I slapped him then, trailed my nails punishingly on his skin and dragged his open legs around me.

“You stupid fuck.” I reached for his dick, squeezing it in my hand. It was still hard.

“Complain again and I’ll make you regret it.” I grunted.

I slapped his ass and twisted him around so he was on his stomach. I pulled his ass towards my cock and he immediately presented his ass to me.

“Such a good little slut...” I purred, and he gasped because I was already touching his naked hole with my finger.

I spat at his hole, meshing my spit there. “Just how badly do you want it?” And already his hole winked at me, inviting my finger in.

“FUCK!”

Malfoy’s shout sent electricity down my body, especially my cock.

I hadn’t inserted one finger, but three and fucking hell, he was tight. My spit hadn’t been enough for three fingers.

Malfoy clawed at the desk almost desperately. He mewled so loudly with his mouth pressed shut that one would think he was been tortured.

I couldn’t see is face nor did I care to see it. His sounds were rewarding enough. He’s jerking body more than I could have asked.

But I could have asked for anything.

Malfoy was mine.

“I hope it hurts,” I hissed in his ear as I hovered on his back, mounting him. “So you know that bitches that don’t come prepared get no fun, no fun at all.”

I hadn’t given him time to adjust to my fingers either. Instead, I was pulling them in and out trying to loosen him quicker.

“And you better hope your drool was enough on my cock.”

In quick movements, I had my fingers out and my cock up in his ass.

Malfoy arched incredibly, raising himself on his hands like in a push up.

“FUCK!” he screamed again, “Oh fuck! Shit !” Sweat, I noticed, was beginning to show on his back.

Malfoy’s ass felt even better from the inside. The way it tightened around me it almost hurt, a fierce grip asking for my cum, and I almost gave in.

I pumped my hips, experimenting. After all, this was my first ass fuck ever, and oh Merlin, it felt unbelievable.

The heat from Malfoy’s ass and the sweaty cold feel of Malfoy’s skin was such a contrast that I had to find out more, touch more.

I penetrated Malfoy with no second thought, my own ass taut with the effort of pumping into Malfoy so roughly.
But fuck, it felt so good.

Malfoy’s cries were exhilarating.

I scratched my way to his nipples and finally gave in to my desire.

Malfoy’s hips snapped as soon as my fingers twisted the rock hard buds.

“Like it rough, huh?” My thrusts became deeper and uneven, each making Malfoy’s back tighter than a bow.

“Tell me what you are!”

“I’m a slut!” Malfoy cried, my own snarl still echoing in the room.

The desk screeched loudly and I grabbed Malfoy’s hips steadily to me, replenishing my dick in the depth of his hungry ass.

“I like it rough! I like it! Please..!” His voice broke pitifully making my fucking even more unforgiving.

All his screams were almost unheard of and incomprehensible between the scrapping of the desk, the pounding of our connecting bodies, and the buzz in my ears.

Malfoy slapped his hands on the table, wildly, and I pressed on his back lowering him flat on the desk in a commanding way. He gave out so much so that he crushed on the desk with the side of his face.

My mind was blown away yet again. Malfoy was writhing under me, screaming, calling himself slut...I moaned loudly, the sound coming from that same dark depth of mine.

“That’s right!” My pounding grew erratic still, fuck, how long could I have kept this up?

I grabbed for Malfoy’s hair, it seemed I like doing that quite a lot, and pulled him closer to my mouth.

“Going to fucking coat your insides, Malfoy.” I said his name with emphasize, reminding him just who we were.

“And you better know,” I panted, “and you better know who owns you, who is fucking you, huh?”

Malfoy groaned almightily, I saw his ruby lips part, teeth bared almost angrily. Fuck, how the bitch was turning me on.

My own sweat was suddenly made aware to me as my splattered hair grew annoying on my overheated skin. Droplets of sweat were beginning to slide in my eyes.

I knocked my glasses off on Malfoy’s shoulders in an improvised move. It had been so fast and with the corner of my lens, that it actually sliced his skin.

“Say my fucking name!”

“Potter!”

I gave a bruising thrust, punishing him. “Say it all!”

Malfoy’s eyes were shut tightly as he shouted, “HARRY POTTER!” He breathed heavily, quickly, “HARRY POTTER IS FUCKING ME!!”

Yes, that’s right. I was. Oh Merlin fuck, I was.

I wanted for everyone to hear, the halls of Hogwarts, that empty class room, the whole stupid world...

Malfoy suddenly spammed against me, jerked with amazing accuracy on my cock as he bore down on it with all of his strength.

“Holly shit!” My hiss was overcome by Malfoy shriek as he orgasmed, untouched.

“Oh Gods, oh heck, oh fuck me Potter—fuck me !”

Yes! Fuck, yes !

My mind just about exploded—yet again. I lost sense of freaking everything and I didn’t bloody care.

All I could feel was my body pumping copious amounts of cum in that little slut-waste, begging for more with his mouth and ass.

I sank my ejaculating cock deep in his hole and I left it there as it spat Malfoy’s inner walls with my seed.

The very thought gave me an extra sexual high and I groaned as both of us fell on the desk, Malfoy under me.

My head was light with overwhelming heat and I almost feared any extra movement as Malfoy’s ass milked out more cum out of me.

I fought for air, breathing out right against Malfoy’s sweaty hair at the base of his neck. My eyes opened and everything was hazy.

Then I remembered my glasses were somewhere on the floor and stopped trying to blink the haze away.

Malfoy was trembling under me and it was annoying. Why the fuck did he have to feel cold now?

Without thinking, I found my footing again and lifted Malfoy with me. I held him carefully, keeping my cock in him, as I then dragged us to the floor covered in our clothes.

As I laid him next to me, I noticed how his cheeks were lined with tears, still rather red, his lips completely abused. But his eyes were almost distant, not really content, not with the same satisfaction I was feeling or pleased, but away...

My cock slid out of him, soft now, and I brushed my hands on his ass cheeks, closing them.

“Hold it in.” I murmured. The sudden quiet of the room and my scratchy throat made me sound kinder than expected.

Malfoy turned his head and looked up at me.

I blinked back, his face a bit out of focus without my glasses.

For a while he just breathed, calming himself down as he lay on his side next to me on our clothes. I rested my head on my hand, getting comfortable.

“What does it feel like?”

“Cold.” He replied, as my other hand rubbed his mistreated ass. “But it was hot. So hot...”

I licked my lips at the sound of Malfoy’s wistful voice.

“You like having my seed in you?

The blond gave a little sigh, “Yes...” He twisted his face away and rested it on a piece of clothing.

I trailed my hands on his hips. “...Why did you cry?”

Malfoy didn’t respond for a while. I kept touching him still, my hand feeling its way up his curled arm.

“Would you care?” He asked with an incredibly small voice.

I gave a warning grunt and he corrected himself, “It...hurt.”

I stopped my touching and glared at him. But there was no anger reflected at him, but me, in my suddenly mixed emotions. Dam them.

“But, you liked it.” I said, more like a question than a statement.

Malfoy exhaled, “Yes...”

I blinked down at him, again. What the hell was this, why was I even caring if he did.

“Would you care?” I shook the echoing of Malfoy’s question from my head.

“I think, I’m bleeding.”

I pushed him flat on his stomach and sat up.

“Release.” I ordered, and a rush of pinkish cum slithered out of Malfoy’s hole.

I frowned a bit, inspecting the skin with my hands.

“You have.”

Malfoy snorted through his whimpers. Was he in pain?

“Do you know any spells..?”

“Just leave it.” Malfoy climbed onto his elbows and turned around with a smirk, yet weak one. “I’ll survive, I always do.”

I did not. Most definitely. Like the sound of that.

Malfoy cocked his head, a lock of blond hair sliding across his eyes as he did. “What is it?”

“That business of yours, with others—it ends today. It ends right now.”

Before he could respond I grabbed his chin and pulled him closer, somehow his eyes sharper now under my view.

“If you’ll need surviving it will be from me. Only me. And if I hurt you, I want to know those dam healing spells.”

A gush of hot air touched my face and I knew it was Malfoy’s.

“Do you understand?” I asked, dangerously. The note of warning was so prominent in my voice that even the hairs at the back of my neck raised.

Malfoy let out another shaky breath, and then moved his head in a weak nod.

My hold on him tightened, “Do you understand!?”

“Yes!” he yelped.

I let his chin go as if it burnt me and I sat up, looking at him in poorly disguised rage.

“So then, teach me.”

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AN: My wonderful reviewers, you are all so great! Here are some responses to you guys because you are too dammed cute!

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