The Lion in Winter

A/N: I can’t sleep, luckily for you guys since you get a new chapter, not so lucky for me since I have to spend all day tomorrow Christmas shopping! ::shudders:: this might be the last update till after Christmas sooo just incase I don’t get another chance I want to wish you all a Happy Holiday! Hope it’s a great one!

Chapter Five

“Mr. Malfoy.” Harry squeaked as the intimidating older man sneered at him.

“Do I even want to know what you’re doing?” he spat, eyeing the brunette suspiciously.

“Uh well…you see.” Harry scrambled for something to say. But really, what could one say to defend themselves when they were found cowering under a desk in the far corner of a library?

“I’ll take that as a no.” he grabbed the younger man’s wrist and dragged him out from under the desk.

“Draco needs to keep a better eye on you. Crawling on the ground, covered in filth,” he shook his head as he continued to drag Harry out of the library.

Harry wanted to point out that he had yet to see even the smallest spec of dust in the whole place and that he suspected that the library floor was clean enough to use as a plate, but thought it best if he kept this theory to himself.

“Where are you taking me?” Harry demanded, gaining some of his valor back.

However, one look from the older Malfoy and Harry promptly wished he were in a hole, somewhere far, far away. And to think he had though Draco terrifying.

“To your husband.” he said simply, picking up his pace.

Harry wasn’t sure what he had done to make the older man so angry with him. Granted he probably shouldn’t have been on the floor but was that really a valid reason to get so livid?

“Ah, Draco.” Lucius said as they both rounded the corner to yet another of the castles extravagant rooms.

Draco looked up from where he had had been sitting, talking with none other than Narcissa Malfoy.

The woman locked eyes with Harry for a split second before she adverted her gaze to the floor. Harry gulped and moved to look at Draco.

He changed his mind. The look Draco was giving him now made Lucius’ earlier expression resemble that of a lost puppy.

Harry began to clench and unclench his fist, a nervous habit he had picked up as a boy. He desperately wanted his father-in-laws hand off him. He began to subtly tug his wrist, hoping the other man would get the hint and let go.

Draco apparently noticed and shot Harry a death glare that clearly told him to stop.

“Father,” the younger Malfoy said simply, never taking his gaze off Harry.

“I found your husband wallowing in filth on the library floor. I believe he was attempting to hide under my desk.” Lucius said, a hint of puzzlement in his voice.

Draco raised an eyebrow at this before clearing his throat.

“Ah. Well I will just have to keep a closer watch on him until he learns how to behave. Thank you father.” Draco stood, bent down to kiss his mother’s cheek and softly whispered something in her ear before standing up properly.

Lucius nodded to his son as Draco took Harry’s hand and ushered him out of the room.


Draco struggled to keep his calm ad he practically dragged a trembling Harry down the hall.

Harry had officially decided that the Malfoys got way to angry, way to fast.

When they reached the all to familiar room, Draco threw open the door and practically tossed Harry inside, slamming the door after him.

“My mother tells me you screamed at her after she invited you to a picnic in her garden.” Draco said simply; as if it were a fact written in stone and send down from the sky.

“Actually I yelled at her after she yelled at me about your bloody nose you cry baby! I can’t believe you went bawling to you mother!” Harry gave a fake laugh. He might be going down but he’d be damned if he went down with out getting at least a few punches in.

Draco gave an animal like growl, his eyes now held a fiery fury as he stocked towards Harry.
“I’m going to enjoy breaking you.” He said as he pushed the other, slightly small man, onto the bed. He followed, shifting his weight so he lay on top of Harry, his legs on either side of his waist.

“I’m going to enjoy watching you lose your spirit.” He ran a single finger down the brunette’s chest as his tongue traced the outer shell of his ear.

He went to work on the green-eyed mans robes. Rubbing his hands over the strong, smooth chest as he removed them.

He took a dusty nipple between his fingers, pinching slightly as he rolled his hips.

Harry’s back arched as Draco’s erection rubbed against his groin, sending waves of pleasure crashing down on him.

“You like that don’t you, whore.” Draco mumbled, blowing warm air across Harry’s sensitive ear as he once again rolled his hips.

Draco let out a chuckle as Harry failed to hold back a breathy moan.

“Oh yes, I’m going to enjoy this very much.” the blonde said before crawled off the side of the bed.

Harry bolted up into a sitting position in dismay, panting as his arousal became undeniably harder.

Draco sauntered over to his wardrobe, digging for a second before pulling out four long silk ropes.

“Don’t worry love.” The endearment laced with malice.

“We’re not done yet.” The blonde’s eyes held a predatory look as he moved to the foot of the bed, grabbing both of Harry’s ankles and pulling him farther down the bed.

Before Harry even fully realized what was happening, both his ankles and wrists were tied to the bedposts and Draco was once again comfortably seated upon him. This time farther down over his thighs.

“Does this turn you on?” Draco laughed as he slowly ran a finger down Harry’s erection.

Harry closed his eyes and threw his head as far into the pillow as he could manage, his hands clenching the rope that bound him to the bed

“I didn’t realize I’d married such a wanton little slut.” Draco chuckled.

“Please.” Harry mumbled, he was now painfully hard. And while he knew in the back of his mind that this was wrong and that he should be screaming at the other to stop, he just couldn’t. His need for release over shadowed his sense of judgment.

“You’re beautiful.” Draco sighed before lightly wrapping his hand around Harry’s cock, pumping it in his fist slowly.

Harry sucked in a gulp of air, thrashing his head from side to side. His hands clutching the silk ropes almost painfully.

“Pl-please Malfoy,” Harry’s pride was long gone and left in its place was a white-hot desire.

“Draco. We’re married, you’d think we’d be on first name bases.” Draco knew he was driving the brunette crazy and it gave him that sense of power he craved.

He sped up his hand before once again slowing it down. He did this a couple of times before the brunette was bucking his hips and moaning uncontrollably.

“What do you want?” Draco mumbled as he leaned down to lick at Harry’s torso, never taking his hand over his arousal.
“I…I…I want to…to…”

“Don’t stutter Harry, it’s improper.” Draco muttered against the other’s skin. Smirking when Harry shuttered.

“I want to come,” Harry whispered, his face turning red with shame.

“What was that, chéri? I didn’t quite hear you.” Draco was having all together too much fun with this.

“I want to come, damnit!” Harry shouted, losing his temper along with whatever dignity he had left.

“All you had to do was say so, no need to yell love.” Draco gave Harry one last smirk before bending down and taking his cock into his mouth.

Harry saw stars as warm, wet heat surrounded him. Draco gave a strong suck and it was all over.

Harry arched his back painfully as he came in the blonde’s mouth.

Draco happily swallowed before sliding off the bed and untied the binds that held his husband to the bed.

Harry lay panting on the large bed, rubbing his wrist subconsciously.

“Don’t you ever pretend like you don’t want it -want me- ever again. Understand?” Draco didn’t wait for a reply before continuing.

“And I can promise you that if you ever upset my mother again, you will not like your punishment. As for my father, you’re better off avoiding him. He will undoubtedly find something to fuss at you about. Which he will then fuss at me about.” Draco moved closer to the door as he continued to talk.

“You are not to leave these rooms until I return.” and with that he was gone.

A/N:

I’m going to skip on the responses this time, simply because it is 3:30 am and I am exhausted. But thank you all so much for reviewing, I really do appreciate it. I’ll try to remember to answer any question, statement etc. in the next chapter.