Title: Taboo
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: language, manipulation, guy-on-guy action/slash, fun with taboos, etc.
A/N: This is a short little one-shot so don't expect updates. It was never beta-ed. Also, I used a strange format as an experiment which consists solely of dialogue and parenthesized actions.
Disclaimer: I wish this was mine but it isn't and I don't make any money from this and if I keep explaining this I might have to throw myself face-first into the bathtub so, yeah, The End.
Taboo
(Malfoy shoves Potter across the corridor) Bloody Hell! (indignant spluttering) Potter, why the fuck did you just kiss me!?
Because you're forbidden. (a pointed look)
Um, what? (blinks stupidly)
You're forbidden, Malfoy. Kissing you is sick and wrong and I can't think of anyone worse I could fuck.
What? Hey! I-
You're my enemy. My schoolboy rival. Another bloke. (Potter begins to advance slowly)
Wha-
You're a right evil bastard, a snide, snivelling spoilt little brat, a fucking junior Death Eater.
Now see he- (more indignant spluttering)
And I'm Dumbledore's Golden Boy—the goddamn Boy Who Lived.
Er-
Do you realize how fucking wrong it is for me to want you?
Uh- (clears throat and chuckles nervously) Sleeping with the enemy, Potter? Isn't that a little cliché even for you? (but fuck if he wasn't as hard as Potter from that little speech)
You know what else?
Er, what?
Besides being bloody evil, and one of Voldemort's finest, you're fucking hot.
(gasps in shock) Potter! (jolts backwards against the nearest stone wall and gapes)
You're so goddamn beautiful I can't keep my hands off you. (Potter advances, he roughly slides both hands up Malfoy's shirt, nails digging into bare skin)
Uhn…
I want to fuck you against this wall, Malfoy.
But-
And then I want you to take me back to the Slytherin dorms and fuck me through your mattress.
Ngh.
Can I at least suck you off? I could tie you to the wall and suck you to completion against your will. (breathes into Malfoy's ear)
Uhh- (shudder)
I'm stronger than you, you know, I could just fuck you right here and you couldn't stop me.
(loud panting from Malfoy)
I won't, though. I won't let you pretend you don't want this. You know why?
Oh, gods, w-why?
Because it's worse for you if you consent. (shiver) It's not just revenge, then, a repulsive experience, an act of evil. If you do it of your own free will, it's our mutual descent into oh-sso-sssinful pleasssurrre. (here Potter slips in Parceltongue to hiss and murmur sensually)
P-potter, this is disgusting! (harsh breathing, he tries to shove Potter away) You're gay. You're the enemy. Your mother was a fucking Mudblood.
You're finally getting it, Malfoy. (leans in and licks his neck)
I-it's wrong. (his eyelids flutter)
Uh-huh. (nods and nuzzles his neck) It's dirty, too. I'm beneath you, aren't I? Why shouldn't you fuck my mouth? (moves down to mouth along his neck and pull at the top button of Malfoy's shirt with his teeth) Don't you want to defile me? (breath hot against his neck, lips moving against skin) The innocent, Golden Boy, Gryffindor, virgin?
You're not!-
Oh, but I am.
Bloody Hell. Y-you don't even know what you're doing, then-
(bites Malfoy's neck)
P-potter! Do- do you have any idea what the Dark Lord would do to me if he found out about this? He'd torture me for days and then kill me!
Who says I won't kill you after I climax?
Oh Merlin-
Come on, don't you want to get into trouble with me? (licks ear)
Oh, Gods! Y-yes—fuck it—yes. Just fucking take me already.
