Post War Story Arc by HPFangirl71
Part 2: Getting the Upper Hand
"Malfoy!" Harry yelled through the milling crowd.
He could see the blonde man slipping down Knockturn Alley as he spoke. He turned surreptitiously into the dingy alleyway and yelled the man's name again. He watched as Malfoy reluctantly turned around to acknowledge him.
"What the hell do you want Potter?" he said in a snide tone.
Harry pulled him aside into the doorway of an abandoned building.
"I thought maybe we could discuss what happened between us last time." Harry said in a low tone.
"If you think I'm giving you another blowjob in the middle of the street you're sorely mistaken!" the arrogant blonde spat out venomously. "You were just lucky the last time; a man will do desperate things when he hasn't eaten in two days."
Harry closed the gap of space between them, his hand on the small of Draco's back. His breath was hot against Draco's cool skin and Harry inhaled the clean soapy scent of the man's hair as well.
"What if I said I could guarantee you won't go hungry again…?" Harry questioned him.
"I'd say what the bloody hells the catch." was Malfoy's reply.
"No catch really, you just have to do more of what you did for me last time."
Harry pressed his groin up against the curve of Malfoy's arse to drive home his point. His hand swirled languidly up and down the man's spine. He felt Draco tense but he never attempted to move away.
"Well your offer sucks Potter, because it sounds like the same old offer I've been offered at least a dozen times a day working the streets of this alley. What makes you think your so special?" his remark was snide and his sneer callously cold.
"Well have any of them offered to help get you off these dingy streets?"
Harry watched as curiosity and hope clouded the stormy grey eyes.
"You see I'll put you up in a flat, not a flat here in the alley either. I'll put you up in muggle London with clothes, food, and hell I'll even give you a house elf, it'll be almost like before the war won't it?"
Harry knew how tempting his offer was and he watched as Malfoy struggled to contain his excitement at the very idea of it. He came around to face Malfoy and continued in that cool seductive tone.
"In return you will fuck me whenever and however I please. Your body will belong to me. There will be no more tricks performed in this alley and no playful trysts formed in smoky nightclubs. You will be mine to fuck exclusively."
He looked Malfoy up and down with a leering grin before he again continued with a cocky edge dripping along his voice.
"I'm going to go check into that hotel down there. I'll pay for the room for all night. If you want what I offered you then you'll follow me. You prove your worth all this trouble tonight and by tomorrow you'll be in your own flat once again."
Harry knew his offer was too good to pass up. He also knew he shouldn't be reveling in the power he now wielded over his former nemesis but he couldn't seem to help himself. This feeling of power and control was like an aphrodisiac. He walked down the cobblestone street and heard Malfoy's tentative steps start from just behind him. He quickened his pace and was soon checking himself into the hotel while its attendant tripped over himself to serve him. He sent an owl home letting Ginny know not to wait up for him, and then he accepted the room's plastic keycard. He thrilled at the knowledge of what would take place in that very room.
He pressed the door securely closed as they entered the room and then placed the keycard on a nearby desk. He turned toward Malfoy and with a brusque unaffected manner, he barked his first commandment.
"Take your clothes off!" he ordered.
"Boy you don't waste any time now do you?" Malfoy cried out in only slight protest.
"I told you, I own you, you do what I say."
Harry watched, as the man looked him sneeringly in the eye for just a moment before complying. He began hastily undressing and threw his clothes into the desk's matching chair. Harry's eyes raked over Draco's naked form, drinking in his obvious beauty. The man was thin yet still seemed rather fit. Harry's eyes perused Draco's cock, he was amazed to find the man's endowment to be more than adequate, and this pleased Harry immensely. Harry could tell tonight would be enjoyable and knew he'd made the right decision in offering Draco this deal. Yes, making Draco into his personal sex toy would prove to be very enjoyable indeed…
