Fun in a padded room

Gilderoy was lying on his back examining the ceiling above his head, noting the tiniest details in it, from the smallest crack in the corner to the dirty water stain that changed colours from light brown within its depths to the ugly dark brown that encircled it. He lay there wondering about his life. About the people that seemed to know him more than he knew himself. How he hated them, with a sore heart. It wasn't right. Sure he smiled and acted as though the world was all peaches and cream, but to be honest all he wanted them to do was leave him alone so he could get on with his new life.

As far as he could tell his passed life had been a sham, a falsehood. He might as well have not existed. But here he was lying and looking up at the ceiling of the small padded room wondering what the hell had driven him to try and take his life...that had to be the most selfish and stupid thing had ever done! But of course, he reminded himself bitterly listening to the sound of foot steps outside his cell, it wasn't the most selfish thing he had done if the history he had falsified and taken by force life had proved him right.

He turned onto his side not trying to think of the most stupid thing he could have done, it was as if in a moment of frustrated anguish had just fallen upon him, and the hearing the term “I saw my life flash before my eyes...thought I was a goner for sure” from one of the Aurors that had been talking to his partner(of course he wasn't going to be there too long, a couple of months to let the burns and oozing tentacles heal and he'd be out of here, unlike himself...)Why had he been so stupid! Trying to kill himself just to see if his life would flash before his eyes and he could remember who he was. Honestly! “Its the potions they have me on” he thought with a bitter sigh, closing his eyes trying to not think about it but that was failing miserable. “Instead of trying to sedate me and keep me happy I should be allowed my own thought. Even if they have to lock me in a cell, thank Merlin...was it Merlin? Oh who cares! At least they took that god forsaken straight jacket off”

This went on for quite a few hours, it wasn't as if he had anything better to do with his time. He skipped his meal, and was trying to think of anything but his growling stomach, and it occurred to him...that after 5 months in a cramped ward with no privacy what so ever, he was alone...good and truly alone! No one to bother him,or try to disturb him in his thoughts. His aching mind relaxed and practically smothered and clung onto that thought. He actually had time to think and be by himself.

Within 2 minuets of that utterly delicious thought he suddenly realised that he might actually have a moments rest for a good and proper moment to touch himself. It felt good, he found out about that when he went to the bathroom the first time he had gotten here and accidentally taken himself in hand a little to firmly, only problem was, There was no real privacy to do it properly. A quick wank in the shower was all right but it lacked the real contact that he craved. He didn't particularly care if anyone of the Healers walked in on him, but doing it in a room full of loonies really was a turn off...

He lay there his eyes closed trying to decide how best to do it and decided on it. He finally stood up, and slowly,unhurriedly unbuttoned his shirt making sure to give his nipples a good tug.(He had discovered he liked his nipples played with when Healer Nuit had been running her wand over his chest to listen to his breathing and the tingle that went to his nipples, made his cock respond. It was actually a very embarrassing moment)...

After spending some extensive time playing with his nipples, he finished unbuttoning his shirt and slid it off shivering slightly as his breath came in small pants,sliding off his Pyjama bottoms, slowly relishing the feel of being able to drag his trousers slowly over his cock. He bit his lip as his cock finally free hit the cool air,the rough fabric slid down to his ankles, stepping out of them, bunching them up with his shirt and placing them down.He lay down his hips raised by his clothes, giving him a perfect view of his brilliantly coloured cock. In his opinion its head was rather handsome, not that he had seen many cocks to compare...aside from that Longbottom man who had once streaked down the hall, for some reason...and compared to that,it was quite handsome.

He spent some time merely looking down at it, feeling like he was getting better acquainted with it again, the only time he had really ever had time to look at it was during his showers and that was usually a short look to make sure he was rubbing it properly,before finally wrapping his hand around it, his other sinking to take hold of his even and well balanced balls, rubbing the spot where his cock connects with them,sending pulse after pulse of pleasure up his cock,moaning and revelling in his moan. Realising how much he wanted a mirror to do this too.

He bit his lip, remembering how he looked in the mirror when he wanked in the bathroom.His hair pressing against his forehead, in small curls, his face glistening with sweat and steam, dripping off his perfectly cared for skin, his eyebrows heavy with moisture, his lips slightly open like a perfectly formed rose bud, licking the sweet water off them, savouring it as his mouth dries and his blue eyes stare back at him, going from wide to almost closed with ever new feeling and pleasure, his perfect shell ears a deep pink, as the heat of his passion washes over his body in waves,The cold damp sink his stomach leans against, pressing against muscles making them quiver, and finally finally his release, the white streak along the underside of the sink, dripping to the floor his hand covered with his spunk...

Merlin he was gorgeous. He thought to himself as he pulled at his cock so close to coming, the image of his face flushed in the mirror making him arch up off of the clothes keeping his hips up,rubbing faster and faster his skin now clammy from sweating in the cold room, he ran his hand over his head a few times, making him practically beg it for his release, getting to the point of frustration with it he arched up as high as he could go opening his rose petal lips to let out a final cry of accomplishment...

Just in time to have the door open and a extremely shocked Healer walk in and close the door behind her, she was right in the middle of saying “All right Gil, its time for your potions, don't fight me” when she saw the most beautiful sight she had ever seen before her: Gilderoy Lockhart on display before her, still arched up his cock in his hand, but motionless, pre-come, leaking out of his head, and by the look of it one more tug and and that wouldn't be /pre/come at all, his eyes finding hers wide and blue,but dark with lust and frustration, so different from the baby blue's they were all used to, dark, almost purple blue eyes glaring at her,accusing her silently, knowing she was looking but, somewhere deep inside of him, knowing he was beautiful and he had nothing to hide, no matter how embarrassing this was for him, his face deep red,he turned his head away, to look up at the ceiling trying to work out how best to go about this, when she interrupted:

“Gil” she said soft and apologetically “I'm afraid its time for your potions.” he snorted and shook his head “No.Not until I am finished, leave!” He said smoothly his hand starting to stroke his slightly wilted erection back to life, his voice leaving no argument, it wasn't him asking it was him ordering, with full the full authority of the Minister of Magic himself, which grated on her nerves slightly, she was only trying to make sure he didn't hurt himself “I'm sorry Mr.Lockhart but you are going to take your potions now,you may... finish when I am done examining you and you have had your potions” she said unable to help feeling sorry for him.

“If you come near me. Healer Nuit, I swear that you will regret it. Turn around if you wont leave. But I'm not taking anything that will stop me thinking and feeling until I'm done.I am Gilderoy Lockhart! And I will have my way!” His face still red, but his voice was deep and husky with need and his heavy breathing adding to its depths. He didn't care what his passed sins where no one deserved or had the right to stop him trying to feel better,he couldn't even remember his passed sins!.

Healer Nuit stepped forward, slowly feeling the padded floor beneath her heals, give way under them she couldn't help but stare at his cock, it was beautiful like this, all the previous exams had been done in a non sexual context, even him naked before her, for a physical, it hadn't occurred to her how truly beautiful he was.

His eyes flashed open his eyes so blue they might as well have been midnight black, his frown dark and his eyes searching devoid of any other emotion other than anger,frustration and need.Nothing like the sweat little boy that every one knew...she had been terrified when she had learned he had tried to take his life, but now he seemed well, just a man trying to get off after so long before someone stops him. “Gilderoy Lockhart I have other...” before she could even say patients, Gilderoy's eyes became hard and he stood up some how not letting go of his cock, he grabbed her wrist and took the wand she had in her hand out of it, throwing it across the room.

“I don't know what I ever did to you Healer Nuit but I know what I'm about to do” He muttered throwing her across to the opposite end of the room, so she fell into the corner(if the room were not padded she would have been bleeding with a broken wrist at the very least, he had thrown her so hard), her wand far off, she stared up at him in fear “I am Gilderoy.Gilderoy Lockhart. I am not just a piece of meat on display to be toyed with and prodded,No matter who thinks I am theirs to play with. I own this handsome and gorgeous body and can do with it as I please. I wont take your potions until I have had time to deal with this” he roughly tugged at his cock to show her what he meant.

It made him moan to do it. And he was starting to stroke himself properly again when he noticed something odd about his healer, she was shaking,tears streaming down her face but all in all she was as flushed as he was, her eyes filled with lust, making his cock harden as far as he thought it could go, and then some.

It took a split second to decide what to do:He grabbed her bruised wrist again, making her let out a small cry as he flung her front pressed against the padded floor, and pulled up her healers uniform covering her upper half with its material, and yanking down her panties, he didn't even wait and slammed into her, in one steady flow, pleased to see that she was wet. Knowing she had wanted this, even if she hadn't asked, her muffled whimper as he pulled out made him smirk.

He started to move gently in and out of her,rocking her against him, moving her hair to uncover her face she was taller than himself but god knew her stuff, he thought as he reached under her clothes to play with her nipples, wondering with a certain childish light whether or not she liked it as much as he did, Not knowing how he knew what to do, but doing what he instinctively felt, and reached down to play with her clit, taking it between his nails, that were slightly longer than they would normally be thanks to his stay in here.

He couldn't last to long, he knew it, but he rammed in and out of her with as much power as the padded floor would allow him, pushing her down and hips up, listening to her moans as he thought about how much he actually enjoyed wanking in front of her, but soon he had her finished and she screamed her face half buried in the padding of the room, and she screamed like a Banshee couldn't, finally going lax under his firm grip, signalling for him to finish off.

And Finish he did. He jerked his hips so violently that she was forced to lift her hips higher to keep from feeling the pain that would have followed as he spent his load in her, his perfect balls,raising up into his body filling her,he finally finished and pulled away staggering to retrieve her wand and picking it up he went back and saw her looking at him, with fear in her eyes.Truth be told he couldn't use magic, as he was still only just beginning, so he dropped it next to her and went to stand in the corner waiting for his potions,face going back to normal.

St.Mungo's Healer. Lalah Nuit stood up looking back at the docile man, whimpering at the sharp pain in her groin as she did so. Merlin that had been perfect, Testosterone still oozing from the man, his shoulders still held high, but his face distant, his hands at his side as if he had nothing to fear from the world,as if this was a statement that he was too handsome not to be seen in his full glory and he looked at her expectantly “Potions...you were here to give me my potions Healer.Nuit” She looked at him for a long moment, before moving to the door.

“No I think its time to wean you off of your Potions Gilderoy. Another month of Solitary for this...stunt, and I can promise you, that you will be getting full physicals every day while your in here! Let this be a lesson to you Gilderoy” she said with all the authority she could muster, as yet another shot of pain worked up her , only just realising she still had her panties around her ankles she bend over and retrieved them, looking up to see Gilderoy smirking his eyes darkening again “Oh I will count on it. Cant resist me can you?” he said a slight sarcasm in his voice but pleasant and back to the old Gilderoy as he watched her leave he looked down to find that his pants and underwear where missing...He raised his eyebrow and slid his shirt back on wondering how he was going to explain this to Rita Skeeter when she came for her interview later...he had a few good ideas...