Guilty as Sin

CHAPTER 8

“…oh Jesus fucking Christ.” Harry groaned loudly his fingers tightening impossibly in the blonde mop of hair currently bobbing up and down in his lap. Draco was practically sucking Harry’s brains out through the end of the boy’s prick with a practiced skill Harry would never of dreamed Malfoy had. Harry felt himself peak and crest his body stiffening in ecstasy as he came with a long guttural groan into Draco’s wicked mouth. “Fuck.” Harry breathed out heavily as he collapsed back on the cushions his fingers falling away from Draco’s hair to flop bonelessly beside him. Draco licked a long path up Harry’s spent cock before sitting up and wiping at the corner of his mouth before he stretched himself out beside the other boy on the blanket who was now relaxing amongst the cushions and pillows.

“Did I mention we prefer our own kind?” Draco smiled wickedly at Harry who was still breathing heavily from the exertion of his orgasm. “The potion may dampen the need for satisfaction from our own kind making it possible to mate with others but trust me sex with a mere wizard is never the same once you’ve had an unforgiven.” Draco stretched lazily and reached across to the small table in the center of the room pouring both he and Harry a glass of the expensive brandy the small group of five of them had been drinking all evening.

Harry could hardly believe how much he’d learnt about himself in such a short space of time. It had been disappointing originally when Harry had stepped into the chamber, to find only three other people sitting on the multitude of cushions, rugs and pillows strewn around the floor. Harry recognized all three faces. Alison Weighbridge from Hufflepuff, Steven Bloomstrode from Slytherin and Gavin Archwright from Slytherin as well. Harry had never actually spoken to any of the other three students before in his life but found himself instantly drawn to them. They welcomed him with enthusiastic smiles and a large glass of pilfered brandy. Draco had explained briefly that there had been two more of them last year but that they’d left being seventh years and all.

The evening had started out easily enough with Harry being told any amount of information about the group and their common condition. It occurred to Harry that the small group knew just as little as he did about their condition, and what they’d learnt had been from stolen books and experimentation. Eventually though things had moved on and Gavin, Alison and Steven had broken apart from Draco and Harry to do their own thing, leaving Draco to continue informing Harry about his condition. Harry had been stunned to watch the other three in the room root like rabbits without cause or concern for who was watching. Draco had simply come out and asked Harry if he wanted a go. Harry didn’t quite know where or when he’d agreed but before he knew it he was on his back receiving the most amazing blowjob ever. Harry knew it should have repulsed him having Draco sucking him, and a male at that but it didn’t, somehow it made him feel better about everything.

Now though in the afterglow of orgasm Harry began to feel truly at ease for the first time since he’d realized he wasn’t like all his friends at school. Draco was watching him closely the blonde’s own raging hard on pressed uncaringly against Harry’s thigh as the pair of them sipped their brandy.

“So what exactly have you achieved in this sessions?” Harry inquired casually as he tucked himself away feeling the cold draft from the corridor. Draco chuckled and shrugged his shoulders as he rolled his amber liquid around in his glass.

“Not a lot, accept finding company and a place to discuss the things that’s been happening to us. I guess we’re just trying to figure ourselves out.” Draco rolled over onto his front and pulled idly at the tassel on the end of a cushion as he continued. “Last year Steven over there nearly killed some poor first year in the bathroom. The kid slipped and cracked his head open on the tiles, stupid Steven went to help and before he knew it he was practically lapping at the kid’s blood like a cat with cream. We had him held up in here for two days trying to snap him out of it, but once you’ve tasted it it’s like a drug. Alison helps him cope though.” Harry glanced across at the darkened far corner where Draco had just indicated. The sight was horrific, the frenzied sex of the trio had turned into physical violence and Alison glistened from head to foot with crimson blood, where Steven and Gavin and slashed into her pale skin with a scalpel. The two boys were eagerly licking at the substance, shaking with ecstasy and growling at one another like lions over a new kill. Harry swallowed heavily and looked back at Draco who was watching him carefully.

“That’s….I mean is she?….” Harry hesitated trying not to look back at the scene on the other side of the room.

“You’ll get used to it Potter, it’s what we all want deep down inside only some of us have more restraint than others.” Draco glanced at the trio in the corner by way of explanation before turning back to Harry who’d quickly downed the entire contents of his brandy glass in one go. “She’ll be fine Harry, it’s what us Inferei are built for. By tomorrow she’ll have a few scratches and a bruise if Gavin doesn’t let her thigh go!” Draco called the last part of his comment loudly and Harry watched as Gavin’s fist instantly loosened on the young girls pale thigh. “But apart from that she’ll be fine.” Draco smiled back at Harry and reached over to pour the boy another large glass of brandy.

“This is going to take some getting used to.” Harry whispered as he quietly thanked Draco for the blessed drink which was helping the situation sink in better for Harry.

“Yeah it will but these sessions help you relax. You get to express some pent up rage, get some satisfaction of the sexual kind we all crave, and generally be yourself for a while. We also share information about what we’ve heard or seen.” Draco finished his own glass of brandy and put it aside before leaning into Harry’s waist and inhaling deeply on the invisible aroma. Harry hadn’t gotten used to having Draco Malfoy come within more than a few meters of him before and he instinctively flinched at the movement. Draco chuckled and nuzzled his nose into the other boy’s robes. “Sorry, I can’t help myself you smell so…..” Draco inhaled deeply again, thinking for a moment before continuing. “I don’t know just different I guess.”

“How come I can’t smell you?” Harry inquired having been secretly sniffing the air all evening trying to find even a trace of what Draco was describing. Admittedly he could smell the metallic tang of blood and the fetid stale smell of sex but he couldn’t smell anything interesting.

“Don’t know? We can smell you perfectly. In fact you smell better than we do. I guess it just takes time to adjust and listen to your inner signature.” Draco shrugged casually and turned back over onto his back. Harry watched as the boy unzipped his trousers and pull free the red bulbous head of his prick, giving it a quick tug and spreading the pearly drop of come over his length. Harry stared at the blonde who gestured casually with his head at his cock. “Well come on Potter we always return favors.” Harry swallowed heavily as he shifted unconsciously over Draco’s lap not really knowing what he was supposed to do. He’d never been with another guy before, in fact he’d never been with a girl for that matter either and this sudden foray into sex had been a quite unexpected outcome of the evening.

“I’ve never….” Harry whispered as Draco drew his hands up into Harry’s mess of dark locks atop of his head.

“No time like the present to learn then is there?” Draco whispered in return his silky red lips turning upwards in a wicked smile. Harry nodded and with his eyes closed and his mouth open descended awkwardly onto Draco’s thick cock, the only thought in his mind ‘what the fuck was he doing?’

TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>>>