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Bestrafe Mich ~Punish Me~
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,836
Reviews:
5
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.
Bestrafe Mich ~Punish Me~
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it doesn\'t belong to me.
A/N: If you want to hear \"Bestrafe Mich,\" follow the link: http://home.comcast.net'emailsforpay/rockZ/M_R/rammstein.html
Bestrafe Mich ~Punish Me~
The music pounded through the warehouse as the pair weaved their way through the black clad crowd. Strobes were everywhere distorting his vision so that everything gave off the look of random stills. The only thing that remained unaffected by the chaos around them was the band. They continued their mantra of metal, Till chanting over the crowd.
Draco had dragged him to this place, and dressed him accordingly. Harry’s hair was gelled in chunky spikes that went in all directions ending in bright red tips. His pants were loose fitting, cotton, and dripping with chains. His shirt, if you could call it that, was long sleeved black fishnet that clung to his lithe frame. Glasses had been replaced with contacts, and his eyes had been lined in kohl. In Draco’s opinion, Harry had never looked sexier.
Draco was dressed in black leather pants that laced down the front, a mesh shirt which fit just as well as Harry’s and black boots with silver buckles up to his knees. His eyes, he lined in dark navy blue, and his pale lips were coated in a clear, dewy, gloss which shown in the light.
It was normally impossible to get Harry to come to places or events like these, the only reason he’d gone with Draco this time was because he had been tricked. That is to say, Draco asked him after giving him the most amazing blow job he had ever received. Damn Slytherin.
The band’s song ended with a burst of flame from each member’s mask. The song which came next was eerily quiet in Harry’s mind; long slow cords were punctuated by a note from the guitar.
Without his noticing, Draco had worked his way around Harry until he was pressed firmly against the brunette’s back. Suddenly, the music burst into life with the guitar and drums thrumming heavily into the crowd.
Bestrafe mich
bestrafe mich
Stroh wird Gold
und Gold wird Stein
deine Größe macht mich klein
du darfst mein Bestrafer sein
“Do you know what he’s saying Harry?” Draco whispered, his lips on the brunette’s ear.
Der Herrgott nimmt
der Herrgott gibt
“The lord does take, the lord does give.”
Draco’s arms wrapped around Harry’s torso, his hands exploring his chest, working their way under the fishnet.
Bestrafe mich
“Punish me,” He whispered harshly.
Harry panted as Draco pulled his shirt over his head. Draco smirked at him, holding Harry’s gaze beneath his pale lashes, as he pulled him away from the crowd and to the nearest wall. A whispered incantation and the wall gave way to a small room, unnoticed by the muggles.
bestrafe mich
du meinst ja
und ich denk nein
schließ mich ein in dein Gebet
bevor der Wind noch kälter weht
Draco shoved Harry against the wall roughly, binding his hands above his head with a word. He pressed himself against his lover’s naked chest, and kissed him forcefully. The pair battled with each other’s tongues, Draco’s gloss causing their lips to slide against each other in a smooth but sticky lube.
Deine Größe macht mich klein
du darfst mein Bestrafer sein
du darfst mein Bestrafer sein
Draco broke away from Harry abruptly, causing him to growl in frustration. Another incantation and Harry found himself completely naked, and Draco held in his hand a sixteen-inch leather flogger.
“You may be my punisher. Can I be your punisher Harry?”
Before he was able to answer, Harry was turned so that his stomach was flush against the wall.
Deine Größe macht mich klein
du darfst mein Bestrafer sein
deine Größe macht ihn klein
du wirst meine Strafe sein
“You will be my punishment
The lord does take
the lord does give
but does he give only to those
that he also loves”
Der Herrgott nimmt
der Herrgott gibt
doch gibt er nur dem
den er auch liebt
bestrafe mich
Draco swung the flogger firmly connecting with the meat of Harry’s upper thigh. He gave a low cry of pain, and Draco massaged the reddening spot with his cool hands. Again he brought the flogger down on Harry, this time connecting with the other thigh.
Blows fell on the brunette’s arse and thighs, each one soothed by Draco’s hands mouth and tongue. By this time Harry was leaning into the wall, using it as well as his chains to brace himself.
The blond turned Harry to face him, and then dropped to his knees. Harry’s erection strained toward him and Draco leaned toward his length caressing it with his cheek. Tilting his head toward Harry’s arousal, he ran his tongue from the base to the tip then back again. Pulling only the head into his mouth, Draco sucked hard, causing Harry to groan low in his throat.
Grabbing Harry behind both knees, Draco forced him to face the wall once again and spread his legs wide to the point of thrusting his arse toward the blond. Draco moved so that he was sitting beneath and between Harry’s legs. He grinned.
Draco ran his hands over Harry’s red cheeks, spreading them wide to his hungry view. He swiped his tongue flat against Harry’s tight ring of muscle, slowly gaining entrance. An act he once considered disgusting, Draco never minded rimming Harry, his taste was one that Draco had become obsessed with.
Draco produced a vial of lubricant and coated the fingers of his right hand as his left began to unlace his trousers. Working first one, then two fingers into Harry, Draco massaged him making sure to rub Harry where he knew he would scream in pleasure. He scissored his fingers within his lover before moving to add a third.
Harry began to pant, thrusting himself back onto Draco, fucking himself with the blonde’s fingers. Abruptly those fingers were removed and Harry groaned in despair. His complaint was cut off as Draco pressed his lips to Harry’s, twisting and lifting him so that his legs were wrapped around Draco’s waist, the blonde’s hardness firmly settled within him.
Draco began to thrust into Harry with strong even thrusts. After nearly a dozen strokes, Harry arched against Draco, lifting himself with his chains. Draco wrapped his hands around Harry’s hips, bracing him as he pounded relentlessly into his willing body. They were caught is such a position that Harry’s hard-on rubbed against the material of Draco’s shirt with every thrust.
Harry came with an incoherent moan, his chains dissolving away into nothing as Draco continually rubbed against his prostate. His arms wrapped around the blond who followed him into oblivion moments later and the pair crumpled to the floor still connected.
They lay there, sated as the concert thrummed around them still, oblivious as to what had just happened.
“Next time we do one of my fantasies.”
“Whatever you say Potter,” Draco laughed.
The two men stood and with a few muttered words and a wave of Harry’s wand, they looked as though none of the last few moments happened.
Making their way out of the packed warehouse, they were nearly plowed over by a pair of moshing teenagers.
“Watch it!”
“Professor Malfoy?”
“Gibbs that will be twenty points from Slytherin for being caught sneaking out of school to go to a concert. And fifteen to Slytherin for good taste.”
With that the two men left the astonished seventh years behind.
“It was bad enough keeping the students from jumping you in the hallways before. Now that they’ve seen you like that I’m going to have to walk around with a stick threatening the lot of them with their lives.”
~End~
A/N: This is just something that’s been bugging me for a while. I figure if it gets a sucky response I can always delete it. I’m a huge Rammstein fan and I couldn’t resist making a PWP out of a song called ‘Punish Me.’ Honestly, could you?
Review are much appreciated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A/N: If you want to hear \"Bestrafe Mich,\" follow the link: http://home.comcast.net'emailsforpay/rockZ/M_R/rammstein.html
The music pounded through the warehouse as the pair weaved their way through the black clad crowd. Strobes were everywhere distorting his vision so that everything gave off the look of random stills. The only thing that remained unaffected by the chaos around them was the band. They continued their mantra of metal, Till chanting over the crowd.
Draco had dragged him to this place, and dressed him accordingly. Harry’s hair was gelled in chunky spikes that went in all directions ending in bright red tips. His pants were loose fitting, cotton, and dripping with chains. His shirt, if you could call it that, was long sleeved black fishnet that clung to his lithe frame. Glasses had been replaced with contacts, and his eyes had been lined in kohl. In Draco’s opinion, Harry had never looked sexier.
Draco was dressed in black leather pants that laced down the front, a mesh shirt which fit just as well as Harry’s and black boots with silver buckles up to his knees. His eyes, he lined in dark navy blue, and his pale lips were coated in a clear, dewy, gloss which shown in the light.
It was normally impossible to get Harry to come to places or events like these, the only reason he’d gone with Draco this time was because he had been tricked. That is to say, Draco asked him after giving him the most amazing blow job he had ever received. Damn Slytherin.
The band’s song ended with a burst of flame from each member’s mask. The song which came next was eerily quiet in Harry’s mind; long slow cords were punctuated by a note from the guitar.
Without his noticing, Draco had worked his way around Harry until he was pressed firmly against the brunette’s back. Suddenly, the music burst into life with the guitar and drums thrumming heavily into the crowd.
Bestrafe mich
bestrafe mich
Stroh wird Gold
und Gold wird Stein
deine Größe macht mich klein
du darfst mein Bestrafer sein
“Do you know what he’s saying Harry?” Draco whispered, his lips on the brunette’s ear.
Der Herrgott nimmt
der Herrgott gibt
“The lord does take, the lord does give.”
Draco’s arms wrapped around Harry’s torso, his hands exploring his chest, working their way under the fishnet.
Bestrafe mich
“Punish me,” He whispered harshly.
Harry panted as Draco pulled his shirt over his head. Draco smirked at him, holding Harry’s gaze beneath his pale lashes, as he pulled him away from the crowd and to the nearest wall. A whispered incantation and the wall gave way to a small room, unnoticed by the muggles.
bestrafe mich
du meinst ja
und ich denk nein
schließ mich ein in dein Gebet
bevor der Wind noch kälter weht
Draco shoved Harry against the wall roughly, binding his hands above his head with a word. He pressed himself against his lover’s naked chest, and kissed him forcefully. The pair battled with each other’s tongues, Draco’s gloss causing their lips to slide against each other in a smooth but sticky lube.
Deine Größe macht mich klein
du darfst mein Bestrafer sein
du darfst mein Bestrafer sein
Draco broke away from Harry abruptly, causing him to growl in frustration. Another incantation and Harry found himself completely naked, and Draco held in his hand a sixteen-inch leather flogger.
“You may be my punisher. Can I be your punisher Harry?”
Before he was able to answer, Harry was turned so that his stomach was flush against the wall.
Deine Größe macht mich klein
du darfst mein Bestrafer sein
deine Größe macht ihn klein
du wirst meine Strafe sein
“You will be my punishment
The lord does take
the lord does give
but does he give only to those
that he also loves”
Der Herrgott nimmt
der Herrgott gibt
doch gibt er nur dem
den er auch liebt
bestrafe mich
Draco swung the flogger firmly connecting with the meat of Harry’s upper thigh. He gave a low cry of pain, and Draco massaged the reddening spot with his cool hands. Again he brought the flogger down on Harry, this time connecting with the other thigh.
Blows fell on the brunette’s arse and thighs, each one soothed by Draco’s hands mouth and tongue. By this time Harry was leaning into the wall, using it as well as his chains to brace himself.
The blond turned Harry to face him, and then dropped to his knees. Harry’s erection strained toward him and Draco leaned toward his length caressing it with his cheek. Tilting his head toward Harry’s arousal, he ran his tongue from the base to the tip then back again. Pulling only the head into his mouth, Draco sucked hard, causing Harry to groan low in his throat.
Grabbing Harry behind both knees, Draco forced him to face the wall once again and spread his legs wide to the point of thrusting his arse toward the blond. Draco moved so that he was sitting beneath and between Harry’s legs. He grinned.
Draco ran his hands over Harry’s red cheeks, spreading them wide to his hungry view. He swiped his tongue flat against Harry’s tight ring of muscle, slowly gaining entrance. An act he once considered disgusting, Draco never minded rimming Harry, his taste was one that Draco had become obsessed with.
Draco produced a vial of lubricant and coated the fingers of his right hand as his left began to unlace his trousers. Working first one, then two fingers into Harry, Draco massaged him making sure to rub Harry where he knew he would scream in pleasure. He scissored his fingers within his lover before moving to add a third.
Harry began to pant, thrusting himself back onto Draco, fucking himself with the blonde’s fingers. Abruptly those fingers were removed and Harry groaned in despair. His complaint was cut off as Draco pressed his lips to Harry’s, twisting and lifting him so that his legs were wrapped around Draco’s waist, the blonde’s hardness firmly settled within him.
Draco began to thrust into Harry with strong even thrusts. After nearly a dozen strokes, Harry arched against Draco, lifting himself with his chains. Draco wrapped his hands around Harry’s hips, bracing him as he pounded relentlessly into his willing body. They were caught is such a position that Harry’s hard-on rubbed against the material of Draco’s shirt with every thrust.
Harry came with an incoherent moan, his chains dissolving away into nothing as Draco continually rubbed against his prostate. His arms wrapped around the blond who followed him into oblivion moments later and the pair crumpled to the floor still connected.
They lay there, sated as the concert thrummed around them still, oblivious as to what had just happened.
“Next time we do one of my fantasies.”
“Whatever you say Potter,” Draco laughed.
The two men stood and with a few muttered words and a wave of Harry’s wand, they looked as though none of the last few moments happened.
Making their way out of the packed warehouse, they were nearly plowed over by a pair of moshing teenagers.
“Watch it!”
“Professor Malfoy?”
“Gibbs that will be twenty points from Slytherin for being caught sneaking out of school to go to a concert. And fifteen to Slytherin for good taste.”
With that the two men left the astonished seventh years behind.
“It was bad enough keeping the students from jumping you in the hallways before. Now that they’ve seen you like that I’m going to have to walk around with a stick threatening the lot of them with their lives.”
A/N: This is just something that’s been bugging me for a while. I figure if it gets a sucky response I can always delete it. I’m a huge Rammstein fan and I couldn’t resist making a PWP out of a song called ‘Punish Me.’ Honestly, could you?
Review are much appreciated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!