Run

A/N: Hey guys, so I’m sorry that this is a shorter chapter than usual, but I’m literally writing this as I go, posting chapters as I finish them. Seeing as this is my second chapter in less than twelve hours, you all should be happy. I have no idea where exactly the story is going, but I know things are getting bumpy. Thanks for reviewing. DON’T STOP!!!
A few people have been concerned with Harry and Draco hustling. Basically I wanted this to be as real, and original as I could. This isn’t you’re run of the mill fic. Actually I’ve never read anything like this. I hope you guys appreciate that.
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Chapter 4

It was strange, but I was not afraid, or even nervous as we drove through the dark city streets. Draco had taken my hand the moment we had sat down, but besides that he hadn’t done anything to acknowledge my existence. The ride was silent. The John had the radio turned on, but it was so low, I couldn’t tell what was playing. He was smoking a cigarette, his window open, letting a cool breeze into the car. I was calm. I could admit that. But I was also numb. Did that count? Was I really serene if I couldn’t feel anything?

“ We’re here boys.” The John said as he parked the car in front of a sleazy motel. I watched Draco’s eyes, it was obvious that he recognized the place.

“ I’ll be in the hallway the entire time.” He whispered to me. It sounded like he was trying to comfort me, but I didn’t need to be comforted. He, on the other hand, looked like a nervous wreck. He kept stroking the pocket of his jacket. I didn’t have to guess what was waiting for him in there. I ignored his words. I was so pissed at him. He was letting this happen. He had admitted that I shouldn’t let a random person do this to me, yet here he was letting me go.

“ Yeah whatever.” I said, brushing past him to catch up with the John. It took all the strength I had to not look back at him, but I managed it. Next thing I knew, we were in a motel room that looked like it hadn’t been entered in weeks. It was neat, and trash free, but there was a stale taste to the air. I was surprised there wasn’t a layer of dust on every surface.

“ So how is such a handsome boy like yourself still a virgin?” He asked with a smile that sent a shudder down my spine. I could feel my heart pick up, and my palms started sweating. He winked at me, and pulled his wallet out, counting out a thousand dollars in fifties. When he finished, he placed the stack on the nightstand and motioned for me to come to him.

I took in a breath and tried to go somewhere else in my mind. It started to work. I managed to force my body forward, in my head I was on the beach with Draco. Lounging in the warm sun. The smell of salt water. I smiled. I could do this. Suddenly there were a pair of arms around my waist. Draco was holding me! He was so warm and strong. I sank into his embrace. I could feel his lips on mine, he was aggressive, but I let my Draco take over, molding my lips to his. I heard a moan as Draco’s moist tongue entered my mouth. I moaned back. This what I had been waiting for. I was finally where I belonged.

There on our beach, Draco and I began to make love. Kissing fiercely, then stripping each other down, slowly, appreciating each other’s bodies. He was even more beautiful than I had guessed. His lips left mine, and traveled down my torso, kissing his way down. His lips made me shudder. It was a strange mixture of tickling and pleasure. I never wanted it to stop. He reached my now erect cock, and wasted no time. He took the entire thing in his mouth. I gasped and looked down.
Draco wasn’t there anymore. I wasn’t on the beach at all. I was in a musty motel room. A sallow faced man with greasy hair and a hooked nose was slurping at my erection.

I clenched my eyes shut, trying to return to the beach, but I was stuck hearing a middle aged man try not to gag on me. I suddenly couldn’t breathe. My eyes darted around the room looking for a way to get away. There was no way I could do this.

“ Okay, I want to feel your hot lips on me.” The John moaned as he stood up. I was forcefully shoved to my knees, and the man’s oddly shaped cock was shoved into my face. I didn’t hesitate, I didn’t think at all. I took him into my mouth, and did what came naturally. I was upset that I couldn’t manage to go back to the beach as he thrust into my mouth, but I was able to go completely numb.
He grew bored with my mouth after a few minutes. I felt myself get pulled up, and then pushed onto the bed. I would have felt exposed, having my ass in the air, but I couldn’t feel anything, so I was fine. I was aware of the strange sensation his fingers created as the touched my opening. It wasn’t painful, but I didn’t like it.
Was this what it was like? Because so far, sex kind of sucked. The feeling grew more and more uncomfortable until I heard the opening of the condom wrapper. I knew that sound somehow. It was very distinct. I tried to prepare myself for what I knew was about to happen. It didn’t help. It hurt. More than anything I had ever felt. I grunted each time he pushed into me, trying not to scream out in pain. It burned, and I felt too full. Above me, his moans grew more and more intense. I felt him change angles inside of me, which intensified the pain as a new part of me was stretched beyond it’s limits.

“ My name is Severus.” He whispered in my ear. “ I want to hear you scream my name.”
It was easy, I just yelled his name instead of trying to hold in the pain. He seemed to like that, because he pushed in harder and faster every time. The pain was blinding. I was practically begging him for mercy between screams, but he didn’t hear, or just ignored. His moans grew louder, and then I was suddenly empty. Severus was still leaning against my body, and still moaning loudly. I guessed what was about to happen about a second before I felt the hot liquid splatter against my back. I felt like my insides were going to fall out of me as I laid still, The John gave my ass a sharp slap, and then gathered his things. I remained on the bed until I heard him close the door.
Something in my head suddenly clicked, and I bolted to the door, locking it before Draco could come in. I couldn’t let him see me like this.
I ignored his knocks and pleas to open the door, and went to the small bathroom. Time for the damage report. I looked in the mirror. My top half was not nearly as bad as I would have thought. My hair was messed up, and my lips were slightly swollen. I had a hickie on my chest, but nothing besides that. I looked down, and saw the small trail of blood dripping down my inner thighs, and the cold cum was running down my backside. I noticed that my hands were shaking as I turned the shower on. I waited a minute until the water was as hot as possible. I stepped in, and allowed the hot water to scald my skin. I was still numb.

On the way out, I grabbed the hand full of bills. Draco was waiting nervously outside.
“ What took you so long?” He asked. He was jittery. He’d probably shot up while I was getting fucked. I hated him. “ Are you okay?” He asked. I didn’t reply. I strode out to the street, not even looking at Draco. It was my turn to be a zombie. He followed, and kept asking if I was okay, if I needed anything, what had happened. I never said a word. I got to the street, hailed a cab and got in. Draco quit his questions for a moment to give the driver directions. For some reason I had hoped to just go home, but I’d only been there for two hours. The night was still young.

“ How did it go?” Cedric asked as we walked up to the bench. Only he was there, the others were out on jobs. I didn’t answer him, I just walked past him and sat on the bench. “ Not well then?” he said to Draco.

“ I have no idea, he hasn’t said a single word.” Draco replied.

“ Do you know what the John wanted?” Cedric said. I could feel him looking at me. I could care less.

“ He paid for full service.” Draco said slowly.

“ And you let him do it?” Cedric asked. I could hear the anger in his voice. “ You knew he’d never done that before.”
I realized that there were tears streaming down my face. When had those started?

“ Harry?” Draco said, noticing my crying. He sat next to me, and put his arm around me. “ Harry, just talk to me. You’re scaring me.” He was touching me, talking to me, showing that he cared. Why didn’t I care?
“ Harry? Please! I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have let that happen. I should have done what you asked. I was being unreasonable. Please Harry, I need you to talk to me.”

I looked up at him. He was worried, I could see the pain in his eyes. His arm trembled around me.
“That’s not how things work.” I said with as much force as I could muster. I pushed myself out of his embrace, and started walking towards home. I vaguely heard them calling after me.
When I heard their foot falls on the pavement, I automatically broke out into a strong sprint. I was fast. In no time at all I heard them fall behind, and by the time I got back home, I couldn’t see them behind me.

Tom was in his office when I got into the room. He heard me come in, and came out of his room.
“ Harry? Why are you back? Did Draco send you? Did something happen?” He asked. I could here the concern in his voice, but I knew that If I didn’t give him a good reason why I was back, he’d get pissed. The bruises on Bella proved what he was capable of. I walked over to him, and handed him the stack of money.
“ Is this enough for me to get the rest of the night off?” I asked with a bite of sarcasm. “Or do I need to go back out?” He counted the stack. Then re-counted.

“ Get some rest Harry.” He said gently. He was giving me a weird look, like he was proud of me, and also hungry at the same time. I nodded and turned to go to my bed. In my head it didn’t belong to Draco anymore. Neither did I.