Rewards

Okay, a few more warnings. Implied incest, painful sex, and of course...a complete disreguard for canon, but we're all guilty of that now aren't we?

Rewards

Green met silver acros the Great Hall, but no one noticed, so caught up were they in their own lives. Harry looked away first, he always did, and turned back to his bickering friends. “But I don't understand why he has to quit, Hermione! It's not like studying should take up all his time!” Ron yelled at their only female friend. Harry put a hand on Ron's shoulder and the red head looked up at him in a mixture of anguish, confusion, and rage. “Leave her alone. She didn't tell me to quit, okay.” Ron snarled back at him, twishing his shoulder to shake off Harry's hand. “Then why are you quitting the team?” Harry sighed and sat down at the Gryffindor table.
“I am quitting because I need the break, okay? I'm tired of being in the Hospital Wing for half the year and not getting my work done! I just need to be away from it, is all.” Ron looked down at his friend uncomprehendingly and they turned from the table with a huff. “Ron, where are you going?” Hermione asked worry tinging her voice. “I've suddenly lost my appetite.” Hermione huffed at his immaturity, but Harry visably drooped. Hermione saw and took his hand in hers. Their eyes met over the table and she sighed in sympathy. “Don't worry, Harry, he'll come around.” Harry nodded but felt that somehow, he didn't think that Ron would be letting this go. His eyes found silver once more, and again, Harry looked away.

It was hours later that Harry was found sneaking out of the tower and out into the halls of Hogwarts. He slipped up to the Seventh floor corridor and stopped at the stretch of wall opposite the painting of trolls. A door appeared out of nowhere and Harry swiftly grabbed the handle and swept into the room. It was, as usual, a well appointed bedroom with a sitting area that faced the lit fire, all of it in shades of green, black, and silver. The pale boy looked up from his book and smiled, his silver eyes locking with emerald. “Potter.” He smirked as Harry flinched from his harsh tone.
“Dray.” Harry whispered as the other boy gracefully stood and slid up to him. “I heard from a little snake that you dropped the Quidditch team this morning.” He hissed in Harry's ear, not quite touching the dark boy. Harry shivered and nodded. “Good boy, pet.” Harry felt warmth spread through him at the praise. “Thank you.” He replied quietly. Draco smirked almost maliciously as he breathed his response along Harry's sensitive neck. “I think that my pet deserves a treat for his obedience.” Harry perked up at this. He had never been given a treat before. Draco chuckled darkly and Harry shivered again, more violently, at the velvety sound.
Draco licked at Harry's pulse point before drawing away from the tan boy's skin. “Go lie on the bed, pet, and keep still.” Harry immediately did as he was told, slipping out of his robes as he went. By the time he was stretched on the black silk sheets, Harry was naked. Draco took his time following, watching as each new stripe of skin was revealed. Harry Potter was a glorious thing to behold, that was for certain. It was pure luck that Draco had found out just how damaged the world's savior really was and he immediately exploited that knowledge. Boy Wonder, it seemed, had an inferiority complex, and Draco knew just what to do with those.
He allowed himself an inward smirk of pride as he surveyed his prize. Unblemished , hairless tan skin flowing delicately into almost feminine lines. Hard packed muscle from years of Quidditch and fighting monsters had toned the savior up nicely. His face was almost elfin in it's delicacy, obviously something he had gotten from his mother, Draco thought as he too undressed. He drew out the strip-tease, knowing that his pet would enjoy this. He had never allowed Harry even a glimpse of his naked form, and so, as part of the treat, let the other boy look all he liked.
Draco knew he looked good, how could he not with his breeding? His pale skin was unmarked, pulled taught over perfectly formed muscles. He was rather large for his age, having grown into a tall and broad-shouldered young man. His father had dispaired of him when he was younger, as his delicate features and small stature had not been manly, Malfoy-ish traits at all. However, as the years passed, Draco had more than exceeded his father's expectations. Crabbe and Goyle were still bigger, and broader, but he was no slouch.
Draco laid down the last vestiges of his clothing and let Harry look his fill. “Yes pet, I am beautful, aren't I?” Harry nodded, his tongue stuck as he watched the ethereal being almost float toward him. “You are not so bad yourself, pet.” Harry blushed, having never received such a compliment before. Draco chuckled again at his pet's innocence. “Ah pet, you are amusing.” Harry's blush deepened in embarrasment but Draco simply waved it aside and slid onto the bed beside Harry. He pointed his wand at Harry's wrists and they were instnatly bound to the headboard. This was the standard of their trysts. Harry was always bound by at least his wrists and usually blindfolded as well.
Draco smiled down at Harry as the dark boy settled into the familiarity of the action. Draco began with a kiss. Harry's eyes widened. They had never kissed before. Draco had fucked him, they had played in bed, Harry had even sucked his blond love off, but never had they kissed. He relaxed into the firm, but soft lips of his companion and quickly decided that he liked this reward. Draco's tongue came out and swiped across Harry's plump lips. The darker boy gasped and Draco delved into the wet heat of Harry's mouth. Harry was beside himself with pleasure, moaning wantonly as he felt Draco's tongue sweeping in long strokes over his entire mouth.
Draco suddenly pulled back for air and Harry saw his eyes alight with pleasure. Harry decided that he wanted to be good all the time now for if he was, the blindfold would stay off and he'd get to see that look in Draco's eyes again, and get kissed more. “Pet, I want you to respond to the kiss this time.” Harry nodded eagerly, afraid to disappoint his blond in fear that the kisses would stop. This time, when Draco lowered his head and closed his eyes, Harry's mouth was open and his tongue was ready. He melded his muscle with Draco's and the blond made the most wonderful moaning sound.
Harry let his legs fall open and gasped as his hard, naked member slid against Draco's. The blond, for his part, supressed any more reactions. He wanted Harry to know what pleased him, but he didn't want Harry thinking that he could control him in bed. So, he contented himself with drawing the reactions he couldn't show out of his pet. He thrust his hips against Harry and swallowed the gasp from his partner. He ripped his lips away from Harry and panted for breath. “That's it pet, show me how much you want me.” Harry let loose another moan as Draco thrust again.
“God, Dray...” The breathy sound only fueled Draco as he started to kiss and nip at Harry's wonderful skin. He had such plans for his pet tonight, he thought with a lavicious grin. He bent down and started to suck at a nipple, another new sensation for his lovely pet. Harry bucked up off of the bed, his body writhing under the ministrations. “Fuck...” He moaned again as Draco bit down lightly on the nub, his fingers working at the other. He switched from one to the other, letting his saliva coat them both before moving on down Harry's torso.
He felt his pet shiver at the cold air on his nipples, but ignored it as he started to thrust his tongue into Harry's belly button. Harry raised his hips violently off the bed as his nerve endings tingled. Draco abandoned the small hole and continued down. He examined Harry's cock for the first time since their little sexual encounters had begun. Most of this had been about his own pleasure, so it hadn't mattered before to him. But now, he looked upon his pet's prize with admiriation. The cock jutted upwards from Harry's smooth hairless skin. It was smaller than his, but he was above average, even stacking up to Crabbe and Goyle's impressive size. Harry's penis was as tan as the rest of his body, which didn't surprise Draco. Not even the boy himself knew how he was tan everywhere.
Draco slowly, tororously, took the head into his mouth. His silver eyes were locked with the emerald of Harry's. Shock was evident on Harry's face. Draco had never done this before. In fact, Harry had never even considered it as an option, not even in passing fancy. He had always pleasured Draco, never the other way around. He closed his eyes as Draco's hot mouth slid farther onto his length. Harry never wanted this to end. He stayed perfectly still, though his natural reaction was to thrust up, he knew that Draco would not be happy with him if he did.
As a reward for staying put, Draco sucked harshly on him, bobbing his head slowly. Harry fought his release down, knowing that Draco wanted this to last. The blond suddenly began to suck in earnest, his head moving faster as his fingers steadied the rest of Harry's penis. Draco kept going, taking him higher and higher, the pleasure spiralling around him like a blanket. Harry fought himself, even as he realized that Draco wanted him to come. Harry fisted his bindings, trying with all of his might to keep himself under control. Draco, however, made that impossible as he started to lick the underside of Harry's cock head with his sinful tongue. With each pass of his lips, another stroke was added until Harry couldn't take anymore.
“Dray...” He warned breathlessly as his release was but a moment away. Draco stopped bobbing his head and fisted Harry, his tongue still lapping at Harry's most sensitive spot, just under the head. Harry came in violent spurts a second later, his head swimming with dizzyness. He had never come so hard before. The best part was the slurping and sucking sounds as Draco licked up his essence. Harry jerked every once in a while as his over sensitive organ was teased with Draco's efforts. Draco slowly stopped as his work was done. He lay back down next to Harry, a smirk on his face. Harry gradually came back to himself and looked over at his blond.
“So, pet, did you like your reward?” Harry nodded his head vigorously. Draco's smirk widened. “Good. Time to earn yourself another one, hmmm?” Harry nodded again, his eyes still glazed with pleasure as Draco unbound him. Harry turned over instantly, knowing what Draco wanted from him. The blond began slowly, kissing down his back until he reached the pert globes of Harry's backside. He started to rim, another first for them, as he silently summoned his lubrication. He lathered up a finger and began to try and work it in with his tongue.
Harry mewled and writhed as Draco continued to get him ready. Never before had his partner seemed to care this much about his pleasure, or even minimizing his pain. It had always felt good, but there was also always pain. Draco was, before long, thrusting three fingers into him. Though he knew it wouldn't be enough to stretch him fully, Draco pulled his fingers out and positioned himself at Harry's entrance. He needed this now. He thrust in brutally and Harry cried out as his hole was stretched wider than he was ready for.
There was no ripping, but it was very painful none the less. Draco waited a moment before he began to move inside the tight heat the surrounded him. It always amazed him how Harry could stay so tight, so hot, just for him. He was harsh in his use of the warm and willing body beneath him, needing the end soon. He finally felt Harry loosen enough for him to slide forward and hit his prostate, the only saving grace of their sexual encounters, and the reason Harry let him use his body. He honestly thought that no one else could make him feel that. Draco, of course, never disabused him of this notion, knowing that he was probably one of the few long enough, at least of the students, to do it.
Harry squealed and thrashed under him in a mixture of intense pleasure and pain. Draco kept up his brutal assault on his one-time rival, not letting up as he felt the muscles around his cock undulate against him. God he loved this. Harry surrendered to him absolutely every time, and it made the taking that much better, knowing that such a beautiful thing had bound itself to him. He felt himself getting closer and sped up, roughly holding Harry's hips as he used him for his pleasure. Harry came again, his prostate's contant stimulation bringing him to climax even as he cried silent tears of pain.
Draco felt the muscles around him clench tightly and pulled almost all the way out before brutally ramming back inside. He hit Harry's prostate one last time before his semen flooded the Gryffindor. Harry cried out as the salty liquid burned his raw passage. Draco pulled out roughly, watching in satisfaction as Harry wilted onto the bed. He looked up, his green eyes clouded with orgasm and pain. Draco crawled over to him and lay down ontop of him, whispereing soothing words as he held the sobbing boy.
Harry eventually drifted off to sleep and Draco stayed up to stare at his pet. A flash of light alerted him to another presence in the room, but he never looked up. “Draconis?” Draco motioned to Harry's robes. His father bent down swiftly to take out the device hidden there. He perused it once before straightneding himself and looking over at his son. Draco was naked, and what a lovely sight, but so was Potter. Lucius fought his anger at the affair and latched cold silver eyes upon his son's wonderful arse. “You will have to let him go, you know.” Draco nodded at his father's words. “I know. This was the last time.” Lucius nodded once at his son's declaration. “Good. I will expect you home after you have finished.”
Draco nodded, understainding the implication instantly. He waited until his father left before he drew his wand. “I love you pet. I always have. But for now, I must do my duty. You will understand, one day I suppose.” Green eyes snapped open in time to see a flash of matching green light, and then the eyes went blank. Draco stood and, without bothering to dress, took the portkey from his robe pocket that his father had planted there. He was home in a matter of minutes, and prepared for his own reward.

Finis

I hope you liked it. I sure did. Although, it was a bit dark, but then, most of my stuff is. Hmmm...Oh well. So yeah, review and make me a happy writer...please?
Love,
dreamer