The Prey
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,011
Reviews:
4
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.
The Prey
Title: The Prey
Author: Dracoluvah
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warnings: non-con, blood
Word count: 511
Disclaimer: Don't own them, or make money from them, wish I did.
Harry needed to get laid, plain and simple. He had woken up with such a tremendous need and knew that he alone would not be able to take care of the job at hand.
He was tired of relieving his own longings, he needed the touch of another. Harry grabbed his invisibility cloak and went on the hunt. He stalked around the castle, looking for the person who would grant him release. For someone with such a need, he was tremendously picky. He refused to even look at any of the girls, he wasn't that desperate. He passed over any boy who was younger than he, that just felt dirty. Right when Harry felt that all hope was lost, he spotted his prey. Just looking at this vision made his cock twitch. His erection was suffocating and needed to be unleashed. The blonde got up, and walked to the boys bathroom. Harry noticing opportunity followed the Malfoy heir.
Harry's heart beat was increasing. He shoved Malfoy against the wall, binding the blonde's hands above his head.
"What the fuck," the blond thoroughly confused. "Who's there? Show yourself!"
Harry pressed his body against Draco's, "You'd like that wouldn't you. But not today." Harry tore the robes off the Brat Prince of Slytherin, he then pulled the young aristocrat's pants down to his ankles.
Harry moved behind Malfoy, grabbing the blonde's arse cheeks, massaging them, pressing his erection into the boy's crack.
"You are so fucking hot." The golden boy continuing to feel every inch of the other boy's backside. "Lubricado."
Once the hole was greased and ready, Harry slammed his cock into Draco. "I've wanted this for so long. I've wanted to take you, pound you, fuck you, learn every inch of your insides. I want your arse clenching around me, taking me all in, screaming for me to stop. But I won't. I'll keep pounding, slamming your body against the wall, clinging, with your own hard on neglected."
Harry heard the blonde whimper. "This is not about you. It's about me. My power over you, controlling you, only letting you get pleasure as I see fit, which I don't. I want to slam your whole body, leaving you in pain, leaving you bruised, tearing inside you, making you bleed, feeling the warmth of your blood on my cock, and just when you can't take a second more, I command, 'engorgio' and my firmness swells further, filling space that you didn't know existed, hearing you cry, hearing you plead, begging me to stop, begging me to come. And when I decide I'm ready, I shoot my load so far up inside you, that it doesn't leak as I take my cock out of you. You slide to the flood, exhausted, but you yourself are unsatisfied, needing your own urges satisfied." With that, Harry disloged himself from Malfoy.
Harry took his cloak off, tossed it to Draco with a smile, "Your turn tomorrow." And then the Gryffindor golden boy walked out of the bathroom, fulfilled.
Author: Dracoluvah
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warnings: non-con, blood
Word count: 511
Disclaimer: Don't own them, or make money from them, wish I did.
Harry needed to get laid, plain and simple. He had woken up with such a tremendous need and knew that he alone would not be able to take care of the job at hand.
He was tired of relieving his own longings, he needed the touch of another. Harry grabbed his invisibility cloak and went on the hunt. He stalked around the castle, looking for the person who would grant him release. For someone with such a need, he was tremendously picky. He refused to even look at any of the girls, he wasn't that desperate. He passed over any boy who was younger than he, that just felt dirty. Right when Harry felt that all hope was lost, he spotted his prey. Just looking at this vision made his cock twitch. His erection was suffocating and needed to be unleashed. The blonde got up, and walked to the boys bathroom. Harry noticing opportunity followed the Malfoy heir.
Harry's heart beat was increasing. He shoved Malfoy against the wall, binding the blonde's hands above his head.
"What the fuck," the blond thoroughly confused. "Who's there? Show yourself!"
Harry pressed his body against Draco's, "You'd like that wouldn't you. But not today." Harry tore the robes off the Brat Prince of Slytherin, he then pulled the young aristocrat's pants down to his ankles.
Harry moved behind Malfoy, grabbing the blonde's arse cheeks, massaging them, pressing his erection into the boy's crack.
"You are so fucking hot." The golden boy continuing to feel every inch of the other boy's backside. "Lubricado."
Once the hole was greased and ready, Harry slammed his cock into Draco. "I've wanted this for so long. I've wanted to take you, pound you, fuck you, learn every inch of your insides. I want your arse clenching around me, taking me all in, screaming for me to stop. But I won't. I'll keep pounding, slamming your body against the wall, clinging, with your own hard on neglected."
Harry heard the blonde whimper. "This is not about you. It's about me. My power over you, controlling you, only letting you get pleasure as I see fit, which I don't. I want to slam your whole body, leaving you in pain, leaving you bruised, tearing inside you, making you bleed, feeling the warmth of your blood on my cock, and just when you can't take a second more, I command, 'engorgio' and my firmness swells further, filling space that you didn't know existed, hearing you cry, hearing you plead, begging me to stop, begging me to come. And when I decide I'm ready, I shoot my load so far up inside you, that it doesn't leak as I take my cock out of you. You slide to the flood, exhausted, but you yourself are unsatisfied, needing your own urges satisfied." With that, Harry disloged himself from Malfoy.
Harry took his cloak off, tossed it to Draco with a smile, "Your turn tomorrow." And then the Gryffindor golden boy walked out of the bathroom, fulfilled.