Title: When Harry Met Slytherin
Rating: M
Aimed Pairing: Blaise Zabini/Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Starter Pairing: Blaise Zabini/Draco Malfoy
Disclaimer: I'm not British, I'm not rich so I guess that means I don't own Harry Potter and J.K Rowling does. Lucky ho.
Summary: Harry is suffering and the only people who can save him are the two people he thought hated him the most.
Warnings: Very strong MxMxM interactions in later chapters. . Mpreg, bondage, dom/sub relationships.
Author's Note: Not as many reviews as I'd hoped, but here it is anyway. Your treat for reading.
Beta: Me. This might be my first story but I do my own betaing I hope my work is good.
"Y-yes--p-please.. please just touch me! Oh Merlin.." The tears were running down his flushed cheeks mixing with the sweat on his skin, dripping down his chin and one to the bed. He was currently bent over; his hands bound to the metal railings of his and Blaise's king sized bed. Blaise had been torturing him for the past hour. His cock was hard; his arse cheeks were red and throbbing from the spanking Blaise had given him. His tears weren't of pain, but of frustration. Blaise down right refused to give him any release. "I'm a push over am I?" Blaise asked from somewhere behind him. He hated that, he hated when he stood somewhere where Draco couldn't see him. He couldn't guess what was coming next.
"I-I didn't mean it.. I promise please.. please just touch me -- make me come--" Of course Blaise didn't forget when Malfoy had called him a pushover a few days ago when they were in the hallway and Draco had 'convinced' Blaise to fuck him regardless of his protests. He had flippantly called him a pushover and at the time Zabini seemed to accept it in stride, even going as far as to boast that Draco was the only one he would do it for. Malfoy had cheekily accepted it completely forgetting what as unforgivable bastard the dark skinned Slytherin was.
It was his own damn fault he was in this position. His wrists were tightly bound, his shoulders stretching because of how high up the ties were. His slender back was arched inward which made his chest almost touch the bed and caused his bottom to be enticingly stuck up in the air. The position gave Blaise the perfect view of the pink puckered hole he enjoyed torturing whenever he got the chance. It was convulsing mirroring Draco's insatiable need to be touched and no matter how much Blaise wanted to lean down, press his face between those pale full cheeks and stick his slick tongue into the pink rose bud he resisted.
He ran the dragon's hide whip down the middle of Draco's back and watched him shudder. His pale skin, though moist and overheated broke out in chill bumps from the starkly cooler touch of the whip on his flesh. The whip had nine long tails with the tenth tail extending even longer down the middle. It was red like a dragon's tongue and stung just as much as the tongue would.
"What would everyone at Hogwarts say if they saw you now, hmn? Proud, stuck up, condescending little Malfoy, tied up, bent over and begging to be fucked."
He trailed the whip further down his back letting a few of the tails dip between Draco's arse cheeks and brush teasingly over that sweet whole. It dragged a needy whimper from Draco's throat and he knew better than to retort to Blaise's statement even though a biting comment was right on the tip of his tongue. He didn't dare voice it. He was already being punished enough for his insolence.
Blaise cracked the whip across Malfoy's back again and again and again watching as long red, crossed stripes formed across his lover's delicately pale skin. "Answer me!" He demanded ignoring Draco's pained and breathless whimpers mainly because even from this angle he could see the precome dripping from the slit of Malfoy's cock making the bed sheet moist. He didn't know who was lower. Him for doing these kinds of things to Malfoy, or Malfoy enjoying it as much as Blaise knew he did.
"I-I don't know. They would find it funny? I-- argh! Fuck-- Blaise..!" He started sobbing because he was so painfully hard and Blaise hit him again. "I don't know what you want me to say.." he knew he sounded pathetic, he had tears running down his face, his hair was mussed, his cheeks flushed and he was sure the rest of his body was tomato red by now. "Please-- please baby, I can't take anymore.." He sniffled pathetically and wiggled his bum. "Touch me?" Blaise hit him two more times making Draco cry out until he was hoarse.
"Don't fuck with me, Malfoy." Blaise bit out making Draco bury his face in the bed, obviously guilty. He always tried the fake subdued nature in order to get Blaise to give him what he wanted, Zabini saw right through it and punished him for it.
After a few good long minutes of Blaise whipping the hell out of Draco he was finally, honestly subdued into a crying sobbing, begging and pleading mess with red welts all over his body Blaise was satisfied. He tossed the whip on the floor wiping the beads of sweat that formed on his forehead from the exertion of whipping.
He ran a soothing hand down Draco's back and watched as his lover shivered as pain and pleasure coursed through his lithe frame. He heard a soft sniffle, "I'm s-sorry for calling you a pusher over.." He voice sounded meek and broken. Blaise leaned down and placed a gentle kiss against the small of Malfoy's back. "Don't let it happen again.." Draco nodded quickly even though he was unsure of whether or not Blaise was paying attention.
"I-I won't.." Draco sniffled again.
"Blaise.. pl-please. Its hurts s-so much. I'm so hard.. I- I can't take it anymore. Please, I need you.."
Blaise said nothing. The strong silent type as usual when he got like this. He spread Draco's angry red cheeks and gave into the temptation that he had staved off for the past half hour. He ran his tongue from the perineum of Draco's behind, his chin nudging the two heavy balls that there and dragged his tongue all the way up the crack and over the needy entrance making Draco whimper and moan, 'Thank you, thank you, oh baby.. thank you so much..' over and over again as his slender back arched into the seductive touch of Blaise's tongue.
Blaise eased his tongue beyond the tight ring of muscle placing a steadying hand on Draco's lower back as he tongue fucked his delicious hole. He pressed his tongue deep making the passage slick and drip with his saliva. When Blaise moved back Draco whimpered in protest. "I need-- I need you inside me..please.."
He kissed Draco's striped up back and eased himself behind him. "Anything you want baby, anything." He was already naked, the muscles on his back still flexing even though they were sore. His dark skin glistened from exertion but he wasn't going to let anything or anyone stop him from burying himself to the hilt inside of Draco. He could have ignored it from a distance with a whip in his hand but this close, looking at the slender red striped body presented in front of him, the delectable, perfectly round arse there for his taking, the soft needy and pleading whimpers coming from his lover's lips, the compulsion was just too much. A man could only resist sweet temptation for so long.
He positioned in cock against the slick channel in front of him and with one smooth powerful thrust he plunged in and buried himself to the hilt. The powerful stroke slammed hard against Draco's prostate and that was all it took for the pale male to scream out, clench his tight channel around Blaise's thick member and spill his seed all over the sheets. "Oh-- oh-- fucking-- hell-- nnnngg.." He let out hoarse whimpers as he body continued to convulse and spasm, he thought he would never stop coming. His body went slack with a powerful sigh that ended in a whimper.
Blaise pulled out of him and Malfoy was too strung out to even protest. Blaise reached up and removed the chain's from his lover's delicate wrist kissing the red bruises that formed there as he turned Draco on to his back. The blond haired boy winced as the smooth sheets pressed against the bruises on his back and even though exhausted, he instantly spread his legs to welcome Blaise between them. He gave a long, pathetic, throaty moan when Blaise re-entered him, slower, gentler and just enough to tease Draco and have him wiggling in protect beneath him.
Blaise looked down at Draco's flushed and sweat drenched face with a sense of pride. Draco's swollen lips (probably from biting them too much) parted with a soft breathy plea of 'please.. please baby..' He wrapped his legs tight around Blaise's waist to pull him in deeper and Blaise with his own needs complied. Their sex was fast, rough and animalistic. Just the way they both liked it and even though Draco had already come, his member was swollen and leaking precome again because of the erotic way Blaise had of making love to him.
"Oh..oh..yesss.." Draco was biting his lips again trying the muffle the moans as Blaise slammed into him rocking his body with each powerful thrust as he wantonly met each one with a downward push of his own hips. He clung to Blaise's back like a lifeline, his fingernails digging into his lover's smooth dark flesh but he knew that Zabini wouldn't mind the scratches that would be left there. For the second time that night Draco's lips parted and he moaned out his long release dousing both their stomachs with his come. He whimpered softly when he felt the warm liquid of Blaise's release full him to the brim.
That, softly muttered swears, muted groans and Blaise's harsh breathing was the only signal of his release. Draco pressed his lips against Blaise's shoulder. His strong, silent lover. He pressed delicate worshipping kisses against his moist flesh while Blaise did the same to him. Blaise brushed Mafoy's sweat moist blond locks away from his forehead and pressed a kiss to it. "Beautiful.." He repeated over and over between the kisses he pressed all over Draco's face. He pulled out and looked down between them to watch his come leak from Draco's entrance. He smirked at that. When Draco murmured his discomfort Blaise gave a resigned sigh, touched his wand and muttered a quick cleaning spell.
Draco sighed happily then and when Blaise eased on to his back Draco eased against him and curled up and his side wrapping his arm and leg across Blaise's body. He winced when he felt the muscled arms of his lover come across his still aching back. "Blaise?" He called meekly.
"Mm?" Was his only response.
"Do- do you think you can heal me now-- please?"
Blaise smirked slightly; he loved when Malfoy got all submissive on him. "Of course, beauty. Sorry, I forgot.." He pressed kisses along Draco's neck as he healed the stripes on his back and smiled against his skin when Draco sighed in relief. "Better?"
Draco nodded and then proceeded to swiftly, what Blaise thought, fall asleep. Blaise didn't blame him, they'd had a long night.
Then Draco's voice came again. "Who puts locks on their cupboards?" He asked softly.
"Someone who doesn't want a certain person getting into them.." Blaise responded with a slight frown forming on his brow.
"They're starving that Leo guy aren't they?" Blaise nodded, though neither of them knew who 'they' were, but they both knew what these 'they' people or person was doing. So much for their post coital bliss.
Within the Dursley's house Harry Potter had never had so much food to himself before. He had sat there for a little while after his 'care package' came and stared at the lay out before him. He had to keep convincing himself that no one was going to burst through the front door and take the food away from him or beat him to a bloody pulp for having it. After two more reassuring glances over his shoulder he dug in. He hadn't eaten like this since Hogwarts and even on his last day he was too worried about what was to come to eat anything. He ate all the fruit, half the sandwich and the entire slice of cake, he drank only half the butterbeer because he told himself that he would need something to eat and drink tomorrow. He was happy to have something to eat but he had to keep a rational head. Come time tomorrow he would be starving again and he didn't know if he new Slytherin companions would think of him like this again.
After he left out a hearty burp he sat himself in front of Dudley's computer again and wrote Dragon and Wolf a thank you email.
To: Dragonsblood
CC: Wolfsbane101
Dear Dragon and Wolf,
I don't know if I'll ever be able to thank you guys for what you did for me earlier. I know food is nothing to the both of you and it wasn't any big deal for you to send me some in the manner you did, but as much as it pains me to say, food is everything to me. Don't get me wrong I'm not some greedy old git, but-- the people I'm staying with deprive me of that basic necessity most of the time. Thus the locks on the cupboards and the refrigerator. They're not very nice people and-- they hurt me in more ways than one. For what you guys did I thought I owed letting you know that much so you know how much sending me that food meant to me. Thanks again and I hope you get better acquainted with you two.
Your grateful-- uh-- companion,
Leo
With a full stomach and a slight smile on his face Harry turned off the computer, went to bed and for once in a long time, slept.
There you have it lovies. Chapter 4. I hope you enjoyed it~
I know this chapter was mostly about Draco and Blaise (as promised) but I'll try to include some of all three of them in the next Chapter.
Until next time; Read and Review. 3
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