Little Bitch

The hallway was empty, save for two people and the tension between them. Draco glared
at Harry and could almost feel the rage emitting from him. Of course, they had fought before,
but now they were all alone and letting emotions rule them. Harry walked up close to him,
wearing a mask of hatred. Draco did what he thought he had to; he sneered and spit in
Harry’s face. He seemed shocked but not a moment later Harry brought up his fist and
punched Draco. He staggered back, holding his face.
“How dare you!” Draco hissed. “That’s it.”
Then Draco grabbed Harry’s shoulders and threw him into the empty classroom across the
hall.
Harry hit the floor hard. Draco shut and bolted the door behind him.
“You have done it this time, Potter.” Draco said as he pulled Harry off the ground.
“Piss off,” Harry said, struggling to get away.
Draco grasped the back of Harry’s head, holding onto his thick hair. Draco held
Harry’s head still and looked into his eyes.
"No," Draco whispered, eyes moving over the blood trickling out of the cut on Harry's
mouth. "No, this time you are going to get what I know you have been wanting and need."
He shoved Harry next to a near table and bent him over it. Draco conjured a rope that
tied Harry's hands together under the table and ropes that tied each ankle to a leg of the
table. Draco smiled to himself as he pulled down Harry's pants and moved his robe out of
the way. Draco could feel Harry's body tense up.
"Draco? Wh-what are you doing?" He sounded alarmed.
Draco laughed.
"I told you, exactly what you need."
Draco unzipped his pants and he could hear Harry begin to cry.
"Please don't." He muttered.
Draco couldn't help but smile. Harry was powerless, Draco held all of it. his cock was
hard from the sigh and sounds of Harry being bound to a table, open and waiting for him. He
could do anything he wanted and Harry had no way of stopping him. Harry's pleas were
growing louder.
"Shh," Draco said. "You are such a little bitch."
Draco entered Harry harshly. Harry screamed and began to cry. Draco fucked him
relentlessly. Thrusting in and out. Quickly and hard. The table rocked under them. Draco's
breathing became heavy and ragged. Harry made sounds that were filled with pain. Draco
glanced down and saw a bit of blood coming out of Harry, he must have torn something. Draco
placed his hand, palm-down, on Harry's back and began to buck his hips hard. He was getting
close to the edge. Harry was so tight and it felt so good. The friction overtook him and he
snapped his hips and came inside Harry. He rode it out slowly, letting himself come down.
Right before he pulled out, he felt Harry shudder beneath him. Draco zipped up his pants
and saw cum on the ground under Harry's prick. Draco laughed and untied the ropes. Harry
slumped onto the floor and looked up at Draco with a tear-stained face.
"I knew you have been wanting me to fuck you," Draco said. "You even came."
Harry didn't move or say anything, he just stared blankly.
"Next time," Draco said. "Fight a little more. Pretend you don't want me so bad."