Author's Notes: I may delete this fanfic later on. I just felt like writing all of a sudden, and this spawned from my fingers. It's pretty short 'cause it's just a snippet from my mind. I hope you enjoy ^^;;.
Captive
By heeha
"How does it feel to be at another's mercy, Harry?" Tom asked, smirking smugly at the teen. "How does it feel to know that there's absolutely nothing you can do to stop me?"
"Why are you even doing this?" Harry asked, heart hammering in his chest at the prospect of what Tom would do next.
"Because I want to," Tom replied simply. Because I want you.
Tom caressed Harry's cheek lovingly until Harry pulled his face away from Tom's hand.
"Stop it and let me go, Tom. I don't want this. I don't-" Tom silenced Harry with a kiss, pressing his lips firmly against the protesting male trapped beneath him. Harry struggled to pull his lips away from Tom's, but Tom held his face firmly in place between his fingers.
"I don't care what you want," Tom said when he pulled away. His hands crept underneath Harry's cotton shirt and stroked the skin underneath it. Harry breathed in deeply at the contact, squirming underneath Tom's touch.
"I finally have you," Tom whispered, "and I'm not letting you go." He brushed his fingers against Harry's left nipple before pinching the nub hard between his fingers. Harry cried out when the pressure grew to a painful stab, much to Tom's delight.
As Tom's hands danced their way down Harry's stomach, Harry tried to push Tom away from himself. But the older teen could not be pushed away. He could not be stopped. Tom merely bound Harry's wrists together with one hand and held his wrists above his head.
It was then that Harry felt truly helpless against Tom.
"Please, Tom," Harry begged.
"Please, Tom," Tom mimicked. "I love it when you beg, Harry. It shows that you're completely powerless against me." Tom trailed kisses down Harry's neck, pleased when the other boy whimpered in response.
"But for once, I think I'll indulge you, Harry," Tom said. Harry looked up at Tom, bewildered at the sudden turn of events.
"You will?" Harry asked, hope shining in his eyes.
"I will," Tom said decisively, "after you scream my name in pleasure." Harry's eyes widened in horror at the implication.
And when Tom pulled Harry's pants down, Harry screamed into the quiet night.