Title: Used
Author: Rachel
Rating: R
Email: r_inch@hotmail.com
Content: Harry/Draco
Summary: Draco thinks.
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned, but sadly J.K Rowling does, and Warner Bros. and a whole load of other people. So don't sue.
Distribution: Anywhere, just ask.
Feedback: Please?
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I lie awake in bed long after Harry has fallen asleep and just watch him. He's so beautiful when he sleeps. Not that he's not beautiful when he's awake. He's always beautiful.
Even when he's doing those filthy things to me, that you wouldn't expect of him, I still think he's the most beautiful person I've ever seen.
I stop looking at Harry for a second and glance down at my own naked body, still glistening slightly with sweat. My chest and stomach are covered in bruises, cuts and bite marks. And Harry did that to me.
Yeah, you heard me right, Harry Potter. Is a violent bastard in bed.
He likes to make me scream. And boy does he do it well.
When we make love, no sorry, when we fuck, at first he's gentle. Hands and fingers moving over my skin, caressing it, even placing a chaste kiss on it if I'm lucky. Then all of a sudden he'll dig his nails in and scrape them down my chest and back. Or bite me.
And I of course scream.
Sometimes he even draws blood.
And he gets off on it.
Famous Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, gets off on causing pain.
Sometimes he even chains me up and uses candles. He sits by my side and drips it over my stomach, making little patterns. That's if he's in a good mood. If he's in a bad mood then I'm fucked. He'll just pour it all over my body. It fucking hurts.
But I have to let him do this to me.
It makes him happy.
It's one of the only things that makes him happy.
After all he's been through he deserves to be happy. After he lost Sirius and Hermione last year, and Ron went over to Voldemort's side, he turned to me.
And I let him.
Because I love him.
Fuck I'd do anything for him.
I'd probably die for him.
But he doesn't love me.
He hates me, uses me.
I'm his fucking bitch.
I, Draco Malfoy, am Harry Potters bitch. And I love him all the more for it.
The End.
Author: Rachel
Rating: R
Email: r_inch@hotmail.com
Content: Harry/Draco
Summary: Draco thinks.
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned, but sadly J.K Rowling does, and Warner Bros. and a whole load of other people. So don't sue.
Distribution: Anywhere, just ask.
Feedback: Please?
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I lie awake in bed long after Harry has fallen asleep and just watch him. He's so beautiful when he sleeps. Not that he's not beautiful when he's awake. He's always beautiful.
Even when he's doing those filthy things to me, that you wouldn't expect of him, I still think he's the most beautiful person I've ever seen.
I stop looking at Harry for a second and glance down at my own naked body, still glistening slightly with sweat. My chest and stomach are covered in bruises, cuts and bite marks. And Harry did that to me.
Yeah, you heard me right, Harry Potter. Is a violent bastard in bed.
He likes to make me scream. And boy does he do it well.
When we make love, no sorry, when we fuck, at first he's gentle. Hands and fingers moving over my skin, caressing it, even placing a chaste kiss on it if I'm lucky. Then all of a sudden he'll dig his nails in and scrape them down my chest and back. Or bite me.
And I of course scream.
Sometimes he even draws blood.
And he gets off on it.
Famous Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, gets off on causing pain.
Sometimes he even chains me up and uses candles. He sits by my side and drips it over my stomach, making little patterns. That's if he's in a good mood. If he's in a bad mood then I'm fucked. He'll just pour it all over my body. It fucking hurts.
But I have to let him do this to me.
It makes him happy.
It's one of the only things that makes him happy.
After all he's been through he deserves to be happy. After he lost Sirius and Hermione last year, and Ron went over to Voldemort's side, he turned to me.
And I let him.
Because I love him.
Fuck I'd do anything for him.
I'd probably die for him.
But he doesn't love me.
He hates me, uses me.
I'm his fucking bitch.
I, Draco Malfoy, am Harry Potters bitch. And I love him all the more for it.
The End.