Rating: FREAKING MATURE
Warning: Slight whipping and feather play
Disclaimer: Really people? I don't own it. J.K Rowling and the Warner Bros do.
Chapter 11
Draco groaned as he snuggled deeper into the covers, wrapping his arms around a warm body. He started to purr in the back of his throat as a delicious scent drifted from the boy he was wrapped around, sending a thrill down his spine.
He felt Harry shift under him and he cracked open his eyes, his ears twitching as he waited for the Gryffindor to wake. He grinned tenderly when the other boy mumbled and cuddled closer to Draco, enfolding him in a warm embrace as he groaned.
"Hey ugly. It's time to wake up." He said as the Room brightened up and bathed Harry's skin in golden light. Draco reached forward and grabbed the boys shoulder, gently shaking him as he rose onto his elbows. "Harry. We can't sleep all day."
"Yes we can." Harry grumbled as he opened his eyes, narrowing them in the bright light. "What time is it?" He asked huskily, his voice rough from sleep.
Draco shrugged, reaching up and brushing the hair from the Gryffindors face as he yawned. "Don't know. All I care about is food and a bath." He said, his gray eyes soft as he watched Harry shake off the throes of slumber.
"That sounds amazing actually. Food or bath first?" He asked as he finally sat up, the blanket pooling in his lap and showing off his naked chest. The Gryffindor jumped when Draco wrapped around him from behind, pale hands reaching down and sneaking under the blanket.
"How about a bath?" Draco asked sinfully, his hot breath caressing the side of Harrys face. Without waiting for an answer he jumped from the bed, turning and throwing a grin back at the other boy. He wore only a long sleeve white shirt, the bottom of it brushing against his thighs.
He still had on his collar and leash, the end dangling and tickling his stomach. His tail and ears were also out, the soft fur of his tail brushing against his ankles as he walked to the tub that sat in front of the bed. He summoned his wand and waved it, filling the tub with steamy water until it lapped at the edges.
Draco turned and threw his wand onto a table beside the tub, glancing over his shoulder and smirking when he realized Harry was still in bed. "Aren't you going to join me?" He said huskily, reaching up with his back to Harry and unbuttoning his shirt.
Harry swallowed and then grinned, his eyes full of dark heat. "I will. But only after you give me a show." He whispered, his tone commanding.
Draco shivered, his tail twitching as he finished unbuttoning the shirt, letting it fall on one side to reveal his shoulder, the white fabric hissing against his skin. He turned, leaving it on as he bent forward, running his hands down his body. He moaned softly, his eyes changing to the purest blue, his tail beginning to sway slowly behind him, his ears erect as he touched himself.
Draco reached up and pushed the shirt of his shoulder, the material falling and stopping at his elbows. Malfoy didn't care though as he grabbed his leash, holding it in one hand as reached down and stroked his cock. It was already hard and pulsing, leaking pre-cum as he caressed the head.
He whimpered and reluctantly let go, wanting to finish the show that the Gryffindor had demanded he do. He let his hands fall and he shrugged his shoulders so the shirt fell completely away, hitting the floor with barely a whisper as he looked at Harry from beneath his lashes.
Draco almost mewled when he saw how intense the boys gaze was, the Gryffindors eyes narrowed and sparking. It made Malfoy feel sexy and he wanted more of that feeling. He gasped quietly as he took a step forward, his tail swaying behind him and brushing his ankles.
He wanted to walk over and taste Harry but he held back and instead turned, curving his back and fisting his own hair. He felt the leash brush against his belly and he shivered, slowly turning in a circle so Harry could see all of him.
He jolted when he heard the Gryffindors voice behind him and he glanced up, seeing the boy sitting on the edge of the bed in front of him, not close enough to touch but just enough were the boy didn't have to shout to be heard.
"Turn around and bend over. Grab your ankles." Harry ordered, his arms crossed and his legs stretched out in front of him. He watched as Draco complied, licking his dry lips as the blonde was bent in two.
He leaned forward and went to grab him to pull him closer but stopped, suddenly wanting the blonde to stay where he was and obey every order Harry gave him. "I want you to only do what you are told. I don't want you to touch yourself until I say so and if you cum before I tell you to there will be consequences. I'm I understood?" Harry said softly, his voice dark and smooth.
"Y-Yes." Draco stuttered, staying in the position Harry put him in as he felt heat bite into his skin.
"Good. Now stand up and turn toward me with your hands behind your back." Harry growled, shivering in delight when Malfoy did as told. Harry felt his dominance well up inside and he didn't even try to fight it. He too felt a darker need, something other than just ordering the blonde around.
He suddenly stood and grabbed his wand, walking back to Draco and standing in front of him. "Look at me Draco." He hissed, waiting until Draco's eyes snapped up and locked with his own. "I'm going to tell you something I want to do to you. After I tell you I want you to tell me whether or not you want to try it." He said seriously, his eyes gleaming sinfully. "Nod if you understand."
Draco swallowed and nodded, resisting the urge to look down at the ground.
Harry waited a moment and then reached forward, grabbing the leash but not tugging as he stared into Malfoys eyes. "I would never hurt you. I love you too much. But in this case the pleasure I want to give you will come from pain." Harry said, his knuckles white as he clutched the leash like a life line. "I want to whip you."
Draco jumped at that, feeling heat scorch his skin at the very idea. "I-I…" He trailed off, absolutely stunned.
Harry kept their gazes locked and nodded. "Yes. Whipping you." He said softly, letting his fingers relax on the leash. "I will make it hurt, but only a little. I will not leave marks like bruises or lacerations unless you want me to. You can tell me to stop whenever you want. Yellow for when you are uncomfortable and reaching your limit. Red for stopping immediately. These are safe words." He said, his voice soft and eyes serious. "I will not torture you. That is not my intention. I want to give you pleasure through pain. Do you want to do it?" He asked and when no answer was forthcoming he tugged on the leash. "Answer me."
Draco swallowed, his body tense as he thought. "I-I….I've never been whipped before." He said, his cheeks flushing. "I don't know if I will like it or not but…I want to try it." He said hesitantly, his body burning with sexual arousal.
Harrys eyes widened in disbelief. "You would let me do this?" He asked quietly, feeling a warm love nearly choke him. "Are you sure? Once I start I will not stop unless you say a safe word."
Draco inhaled shakily and nodded, his eyes determined. "Yes I would. Because I trust you." He said, his face set.
Harry grinned at that and leaned forward to peck Draco on the lips, letting go of the leash as he stepped back. "I have never practiced with a whip before, but I feel like I know how to pleasure you and make sure not to permanently scar you because I am your mate." Harry said as he bent down and grabbed the shirt that lay discarded on the floor. "I do know what whips do what. I was curious about it last year and researched it. I still remember what each one looked like and what it was used for. For me, since you are the first person I have done this with, I will use a riding crop. The broader the head the less pain. This way I don't hurt you because of my inexperience." Harry explained, transfiguring the shirt into a whip. "I know where not to hit you, such as kidney areas and stomach. I also know that when whipped the skin will become more sensitive. I don't have to hit you hard to bring you pleasure."
Draco nodded, stunned that the Gryffindor knew so much. "I never knew you would want to try whipping. Much less research it." He said, staring at the broad head of the riding crop Harry held in his hands.
Harry smiled, tapping the end of the whip on his palm. "I never knew I wanted to until a Slytherin was talking about it in the hall. I passed by and heard. I was curious so I researched it. Luckily for you I did." He said as his demeanor suddenly changed, becoming dark and commanding. "Now. I want you to drop your hands and leave them at your sides." He ordered, waiting until the blonde complied before finishing what he had to say. "When I hit you I want you to count each one. After every five I will let you relax. If I go too far and hurt you I want you to tell me immediately. Understood?"
Draco nodded, his fingers curling into fists as Harry slowly walked forward clad in only a pair of dark pants. The Slytherin felt anticipation rise, lust swimming beneath it as he waited for the first strike on his skin.
He shuddered when Harry reached forward and placed the broad head of the whip onto his chest, the Gryffindor slowly sliding the leather down his body so he felt how smooth it was. Malfoy gasped when Harry tapped his nipple, teasing the hard nub with the leather before sliding farther down.
He was so focused on the feel of leather on his skin that he never anticipated the hit, the slight sting causing him to jump and cry out. It didn't hurt, not enough for Draco to say stop, but it stung and caused his cock to twitch. It felt so good.
Draco gasped when he felt Harry fist his hair and yank his head up, their eyes locking.
"Count." Harry said bitingly, rubbing the leather against the soft skin of Malfoys thigh right under where he had hit. "Don't lose count. If you do we start over at one."
Malfoy nodded quickly, his cheeks flushing as a dark pleasure sung in his veins, wetness beginning to spill from his hole and dribble down his thighs. "One." He whispered, his lips parting as he began to pant. He almost whined in disappointment when Harry let go of his hair and stepped back, but before he could utter a sound the Gryffindor walked behind him. He began to turn but was stopped by the low growl emitting from Harrys throat.
"Don't turn, don't try to look for me. Just try to sense where I am at." Harry whispered sensually, standing behind the blonde and sliding the broad head down his back. "I don't want you to expect when the next hit will be. The only thing I want you to do is count. Nice and loud." He said right before he drew his arm back and swung.
Draco heard the whistle and braced, but nothing happened. He relaxed, thinking he had been wrong, when he felt a crack on the skin on his back. He arched and cried out, shivering in animalistic pleasure as the area where Harry hit stung.
It actually didn't hurt all that bad, to be honest it was like a light slap, but the area Harry hit became sensitive, throbbing slightly as the blood ran to the surface under his skin. That is what caused Draco so much pleasure, the way his skin tingled and his cock twitched.
"T-Two." Draco gasped, shuddering when Harry reached forward and rubbed the sensitive area with the broad head of the whip. He whimpered, hot liquid sliding down his legs as he panted harshly waiting for the next hit. He mewled loudly when the whip caught him on the back of his shoulder, sending shivers down his spine. "Three."
Harry nodded in satisfaction, pleased that Draco was still counting. "Good boy." He said huskily, sending the whip cracking against the back of Malfoys thighs and moaning at the sight of the reddened skin.
"Four." Draco hissed as his thighs became slick with clear wetness, a whimper escaping when he felt Harry drag the whip up his back before it hit him again. "Five!" He yelped, feeling on the verge of cumming just from that. He went limp where he stood, sweat breaking out on his skin. He felt arms wrap around him and he moaned, the skin where he had been hit sensitive.
"You were so good my beautiful pet." Harry whispered, overwhelmed at how much the Slytherin trusted him. "You're alright? I didn't hit hard enough to leave bruises." He said, turning Draco around in his arms and frowning when he saw how dazed the boy looked. "You are alright?"
"Fuck yes." Draco whimpered, clutching the Gryffindors shoulders as he felt ready to blow. "More. I want more." He said his eyes dark and his skin flushed, his hole gushing hot liquid.
Harry shuddered and nodded, leaning forward to kiss the blondes forehead. "How many more can you take?" He asked, the whip clutched in his right hand as Malfoy purred against his neck.
"As many as it takes before I cum." Draco hissed, his heat boiling under his skin. "I'm not even close to yellow." He admitted, shuddering when Harry rubbed his back and ran a hand up his wet thighs.
"Alright. But the moment before you reach climax tell me." Harry said, licking Draco's temple before he took a step back. "If you cum before I say you can I will punish you. Not in a good way either." He warned, gesturing in front of him. "Stand how you were before. Count after every hit. I will stop and I will not continue until you do."
Draco nodded, practically hyperventilating as his cock and arse leaked. He took a step forward and let his hands rest at his sides, his tail swaying behind him and his ears twitching. He expected Harry to tease him first, but the Gryffindor never did what Draco thought he would do.
With a gasp Malfoy jolted, his body tensing and hoe clenching as he felt the sting on his back. He trembled, waiting for another hit until he realized he had to continue counting. "O-One." He whimpered, closing his eyes as he waited for the next hit.
He mewled when he felt Harry grab his tail and hold it to the side, baring his arse cheek for the Gryffindor to smack with the broad head of the riding crop. "Two!" He cried, feeling his climax rush toward him and slick wetness gush from inside. "One more Harry!" He warned, his voice tinged with arousal.
Harry nodded, even though Malfoy couldn't see him, and brought back his hand, his fingers clutching around the Slytherins tail. "Cum for me Draco. Now!" He ordered as he swung, catching the boy right above where tail meet back.
With a scream Draco came, jerking as semen spurted from his cock. He shuddered and convulsed, his knees giving out from under him. He gasped, feeling Harry wrap him in his arms as the Slytherin continued to cum, ropes of sperm splashing onto the floor and his chest.
"H-Harry! Fuck! I-I can't…AH!" Draco shouted, his body shuddering in the Gryffindors arms. With a trembling sob he collapsed completely, limp in Harrys grip as his orgasm receded. He panted, his chest heaving as he slowly relaxed, his body flushed and his tail unmoving, his thighs slick with hot wetness.
"Fuck Malfoy. That was so hot." Harry said heatedly, brushing his hand through the blonde's hair as he slowly knelled and cradled the Slytherins body on his lap. "Are you okay? I thought you were going to pass out."
Draco chuckled tiredly at that, snuggling closer to the Gryffindors warm body. "I thought I was to. That felt amazing. I loved the whip." He admitted with a flush, burying his face into Harry's chest. "I wonder what other things you know about."
Harry laughed and grinned, brushing his nose against the other boy's temple. "I'm glad. I loved doing it. And I still have some tricks up my sleeve." He said as he rose and picked Draco up to carry him bridal style to the tub.
Malfoy purred in pleasure, gasping as he was slowly set down into the warm water. He moaned as the heated liquid massaged his sore muscles, the water lapping around his chest as he lay back. He glanced over at Harry, who knelled beside the tub, and frowned, suddenly realizing something. "You're still hard." He said accusingly, putting his hand on the tub as he leaned closer to the other boy.
Harry smiled at the boys tone, reaching forward to grab the leash that floated in the water. "I know, but it's alright. It will go down once I stop thinking about it." He said as he twirled the rawhide in his hands. He suddenly reached for where it attached to Malfoys collar, unclipping it then taking off the circle of rawhide that was wrapped around the Slytherins neck.
Draco gasped, feeling cool air caress his now bare throat. His gaze snapped up and he pouted, angry. "Why did you take it off?" He asked, huffing in annoyance when Harry just laughed and placed both items onto the table beside the tub.
"Don't worry. I will put it back on after I'm done washing you." He said as he grabbed a bar of soap and a washcloth from the table. "Oh, before I forget. You said you liked the whipping, but would you like it if, when I did it to you again, you were blindfolded?"
Malfoy eyes widened and he nodded eagerly, purring when Harry ran the soapy washcloth down his back. "I would love that. But I do want to know how you know these things." He said as he curved his back and shuddered from the rough fabric on his skin.
"Research is about it. I would hear something then I would get curious and look it up. Of course some of the things I researched I would never want to try, but it's better than to know then be left in the dark." Harry said, his hands gentle as he turned Malfoy to get to his side. "The whipping and things like that I actually wanted to try. Of course when I looked stuff up on that I ended up being lead other places."
"Like where?" Draco asked, practically vibrating when Harry grabbed his tail from beneath the water and began cleaning it with nimble fingers.
"Like butt plugs and bondage, to whipping and denied orgasm." Harry said as he ran his fingers through the soft fur of the Slytherins tail. "To be honest Hermione and Ron don't even know that I'm interested in these kinds of things. I wouldn't care if they know but I don't want Hermione trying to 'help' me with my research." He said, laughing to himself.
Draco snorted at that, gasping when Harry suddenly grabbed his ears and massaged them with soapy hands. "AH!" He cried out, lifting a little in the tub as the Gryffindor fondled his ears. "Dammit Harry! You know they're sensitive!"
Harry outright laughed at that and finally let go, chortling when he saw how much soap was on the blondes head. "Go under." He said, his eyes alight with mirth. He struggled to hold in more laughter when Draco huffed and complied, going beneath the water and washing his head before rising.
Draco gasped and whipped water from his eyes, blinking to clear them when he felt lips on his. He tensed then relaxed, leaning into Harry's body as the boy nipped his bottom lip and sucked his tongue. He moaned lowly, reaching up and curling his arms around the Gryffindors neck as Harry parted his lips and ran his tongue over the roof of his mouth.
"Tomorrow." Harry whispered, tugging on Malfoys bottom lip with his teeth. "Tomorrow night is when I will finally make love to you." He breathed hotly, feeling Draco shiver against him. "Until then I get to play with you all I want." He said wickedly as he leaned away from the blonde and grabbed his face with rough palms.
Draco swallowed and grinned, happy at hearing he was finally going to feel the Gryffindor inside him. With a jolt he suddenly remembered that in two days his heat would end, and that the last day was the worst. "Harry. In two days we can finally leave the room." He said softly, pouting in displeasure.
Harry chuckled and nodded, his dark hair falling into his eyes. "I know, but that doesn't mean we can't come back." He said sinfully, pecking Draco's lips before standing and taking a step back.
"Right here and right now I will promise that once we leave this room everything will be different. You will be mine and no one else's." Harry declared, his hands on his hips. "I will snog you in the halls and grope you before classes. I will touch you when I want and you can do the same to me. I will whisper sweet nothings to you because I can and I will be possessive and let no one touch you. Especially Pansy." He growled with sudden fierceness but shook it off. "I want everyone to know that Draco Lucius Malfoy is my beloved and that if anyone tries to make move on him I will beat them until they are unrecognizable."
Draco gaped at Harry when he finished his speech, his heart beating faster and tears burning his eyes. "Y-You…." He stuttered, right before he burst into tears. He sobbed and buried his face into his hands, his shoulders shaking as he cried.
Harry stood there, frozen, as Malfoy cried in chest deep water. He cursed and rushed over, grabbing the blonde by the shoulders and dragging him up and holding him with the tub between them. "Draco?!" He said in panic, his eye wide as he held the Slytherins body close. "What's wrong?"
"I-I'm sorry! I c-can't s-stop!" He hiccupped as he wrapped his arms around Harry's neck and hiding his face in the Gryffindors neck.
"It's fine." Harry soothed as he hoisted the boy out of the tub and carried him bridal style to the bed. "Just breathe and try to calm down." Harry said softly as he sat on the bed with Draco sitting in his lap. He cooed soft nothings in the blonde's ear as he rubbed his back, holding the boy until he slowly stopped crying.
"I-I'm s-sorry." Draco hiccupped, his eyes red and puffy and his cheeks blotchy as he glanced up at Harry. "I-I don't know what happened." He said quietly, feeling worn down after all the tears and sniffling. "W-When you said you wanted everyone t-to know I just l-lost it."
"Of course I would want everyone to know. You will not be my dirty little secret." Harry growled as he tightened his hold on the Slytherin. "Is that what you thought was going too happened when your heat ended? That I didn't want you?" He asked, stunned. "Draco. I love you. I love you. Nothing will change that."
"Even if you come out to father and mother?" Draco asked hesitantly, his arms tensing around the boy's neck.
Harry chuckled as he stiffened, not wanting the joy of seeing Narcissa face to tell her he was fucking her son. "I don't want to because they might kill me, but for you I would do anything." He said as he snuggled against the blonde.
"Really?" Malfoy whispered, blushing as he realized that Harry wasn't going to leave him.
"Really." Harry reassured, kissing Draco's neck. He suddenly pushed Malfoy off him and walked back to the tub, grabbing the leash and collar. "I told you I would put it back on. After I do I want you to get dressed so we can eat." He said as he clipped the collar and leash on the blonde, smiling tenderly when he saw the black leather contrast the Slytherins skin to perfection. "You're lovely."
Draco flushed in pleasure, ducking his head. "Thank you." He whispered when he heard Harry move away from him. He glanced up and nearly swallowed his tongue.
"There are some clothes beside you. Luckily for us the Room can give us whatever we want." Harry said with a grin as he slipped of his underpants and climbed into the tub to wash. When he was settled he glanced over at Malfoy, grabbing the washcloth from the table to scrub off the grime that was on his body.
"Malfoy. Get dressed." Harry said, raising an eyebrow when the blonde wouldn't budge. "What is it?" He asked, running the soapy fabric up his neck and down his chest. "If you don't get dressed then we can't eat."
Draco swallowed and nodded mutely, grabbing the white sweater and black underwear from beside him. There was nothing else, but it didn't bother the Slytherin too much. He slipped on the boxers, the fabric tight and cradling his privates. His tail swished behind him, the fur dry now from the bath.
Malfoy grabbed the white sweat and held it up, feeling how soft the fabric was. With a purr he slipped it on, noting that it was too big and revealed the skin of one shoulder. It hung down to his thighs, the soft knit caressing his skin.
With a gentle tug he pulled the leash from under the fabric and let it hang, the leather stark against the white material of his sweater. He turned when he was done, opening his mouth to ask Harry what they were going to eat when his eyes nearly bugged from his head.
Harry had set the towel on the edge of the tub before he had stood, water cascading down his body and rivulets of liquid sliding down his skin and teasing Draco's eyes. Harry ran a hand through his hair, his muscles flexing beneath his skin as he reached for his wand and dried himself with a charm. He turned, his cock sitting heavily between his legs, limp but hung, even without being hard.
Draco swallowed dryly, all moisture gone from his mouth as he stared at Harry's member, feeling his heat slowly creeping on him. He jolted and cursed, shaking his head and turning so he wasn't able to stare at the Gryffindor.
He heard a rustle from behind him and he turned, sighing in relief when Harry slid on a pair of underwear and pajama bottoms. "What are we eating?" Malfoy asked, his voice husky.
Harry glanced up, confused by the breathless quality of the Slytherins voice but decided not to ask. "The usual breakfast stuff. You can go ahead and sit." Harry said as he pointed to the chairs that sat around the table, placed there yesterday while they were eating.
Draco nodded and walked over, falling into the seat. He shifted and grabbed his tail to tug it out from under him, not wanting to crush the sensitive appendage. He looked up when he was settled, smiling up at the Gryffindor as the boy leaned down and kissed him.
"Time to eat." Harry said as he pulled away, licking his lips to savor the taste of Draco. "After we eat I want to ask more questions." He said as he took a seat and reached forward to the now full table and grabbed a jug of pumpkin juice.
"Then sex right? I want a reward if I have to answer all of your questions." Draco said as he grabbed a plate.
Harry laughed as he looked over at the blonde, rolling his eyes at the excited Slytherin. "Yes Malfoy. Whatever you want."
"So you control thunder?" Harry said with awed eyes.
Draco nodded, preening beneath the Gryffindors gaze. "Yes. I draw magic and energy from it and I can control it." He said as he raised his hands, spreading his fingers as electricity danced on his palm. He snapped his wrist and it disappeared. "It's how I replenish my strength when I use too much magic."
Harry nodded, snapping out of his trance from watching blue light flicker in the boy's hand. "Isn't there another word for it?" Harry asked as he wrote down what the blonde said.
Draco grinned and tilted his head as he rocked back. "Yes. It's also called Sanda."
"Oh yes. Now I remember, I think I have that in my notes." Harry said as he flipped through the pages. "How can you use it?"
"I can create thunder and lightning. I can also manifest the electricity and build a shield to protect me and others." Draco explained as he scooted closer to the Gryffindor who sat in front of him with his legs crossed. "But if I do use my magic for that purpose I have to feed on thunder or magic from another wizard or witch. Luckily I have never needed energy from another human because all I do is hide my tail and ears."
Harry frowned and wrote that down, happy the blonde didn't feed off anyone besides him even though the blonde still hadn't done that. "I heard that Kitsunes can shift to full fox form. Can you? Or is it harder since you are only half?" He asked, looking up at Draco.
Draco shook his head, his ears twitching on his head. "I can change. It isn't harder but it hurts a little because I am only half. Usually full Kitsunes don't have any trouble but I have slight pain when I shift. Not enough to be a problem. To be honest I haven't changed in over four mouths." He admitted, his brow crinkling as he thought.
Harry wrote that down and smiled shyly, his cheeks flushing. "I hope that one day I get to see you change. I would really love to see it." He said softly, smiling when Draco stiffened and flushed.
"Y-You will. Just not during my heat." He said, pouting when he realized he had two days left before they had to leave. But then he perked up when he remembered how Harry had promised that tomorrow would be the day they finally went all the way.
"Fine by me. One more question and I think I'm done. For today at least." Harry said smiling, his eyes filled with mirth. "What is a Kitsune gift? I've read it a lot during my research but it isn't very specific."
Draco rolled his eyes at that, snorting dryly. "That's because a Kitsune gift is rare. No one in history except for a Chinese lord as ever had the privilege of a true Kitsune gift. They are very precious and not given to just anyone. Kitsunes take a part of their soul and place it in the gift, giving it magical properties for protection, healing, strength, and most of all a way to control an element. The Kitsune gives all these to the gift, but if it wants it can take away one and enhance another. It is actually very complicated."
Harry nodded, disappointed that Draco wouldn't give him one because apparently only one has been given in all of history. "That's interesting. I wonder why only one was gifted?" He said aloud, leaning a little to the side as he brushed the quill on his chin as he thought.
He shivered when the soft feather brushed his skin and he glanced up, a wicked smile suddenly gracing his lips as he set the note pad aside but kept hold of the quill. "Well, since I'm done let's start on what I promised you." Harry whispered darkly, his eyes glinting behind his glasses. He had put them on to see what he was writing but now he took them off, placing it on one side of the bed. "Get undressed and lay down in the middle of the bed."
Draco shivered and hurried to comply, ripping off his clothes and setting them aside as he crawled to the middle of the mattress and lay down. His tail began to sway and he felt wetness begin to dribble from his hole, his heat swimming in his veins and lighting him on fire.
Harry watched as Draco hardened, licking his lips. He scooted of the bed and undressed, throwing the quill onto the bed as he threw his clothes onto the floor. With a wicked smirk he grabbed the quill and crawled over the blonde's body, reaching to the side to grab his wand.
"I loved how earlier you came without me even touching you with my hands." Harry whispered sexily, flicking his wand so ropes came from the headboard and tied down Malfoys wrist. "I'm only putting rope around you wrist. Don't pull hard or the skin will bruise." He warned, his tone serious.
Draco nodded, tugging gently on the bounds and realizing he was securely restrained. He jolted when he felt something soft brush against his nipple and he looked down, his gaze widening when he saw the Gryffindor was rubbing the end of the quill against his body.
"I'm going to tease you until you cum. It's alright if you do without my permission. But only this time." Harry growled, his eyes glinting dangerously as he trailed the feather down the Slytherins stomach. "I want you to feel as if you can't live without feeling the touch of this." He hissed, swiping the feather down Draco's thick shaft.
Malfoy arched at the feeling, whimpering as Harry dragged the soft tip along the head of his cock. The gentle touch sent his heart racing, his skin flushing as Harry teased his erection. He mewled and wiggled, wanting to feel a firmer touch even as he craved more.
Harry chuckled darkly as the Slytherin thrust up into the touch, a hot curl of heat settling in his belly as he ran the feather down to the inside of the blondes thighs. "Do you want more my pet?" He asked sinfully, coating the feather with the wetness that dripped from Draco's hole.
With a naughty moan Harry brought the quill to his mouth and ran his tongue up the feather, the musky tasting liquid coating his tongue. His eyelids fluttered and he smirked down at Draco, who was panting and staring at him with wide eyes.
"The wetness spilling from inside you….it's addicting." Harry hissed roughly as he took the feather away from his mouth and trailed it down Malfoys chest, leaving a line of shiny moisture behind. With a growl Harry leaned forward and licked the wetness from Draco's skin, purring as the taste lay heavy in his mouth.
Draco was practically hyperventilating at this point and he mewled, his heat causing his skin to flush a deeper pink. He stared into Harrys eyes as the Gryffindor brushed the feather back down to his thighs, teasing the sensitive skin there before running the tip down his cleft.
Draco gasped and arched his back, his legs falling open and his arms tugging against the rope that held him. He trembled when Harry traced his entrance with the feather, wetness dribbling out and coating the white of the quill.
"So wet. Just for me." Harry breathed as he stared at Malfoys slick hole when he suddenly leaned down and licked a long stripe up the boys crack. He saw Draco jump and heard the cry, the Slytherin convulsing as the light touch sent him orbital.
Malfoy keened loudly, his body pulsing with pleasure. His skin was too sensitive, throbbing as Harry teased him. It felt amazing and Draco felt on the edge of cumming but for some reason he couldn't. He thrashed, becoming desperate as Harry sucked on his entrance.
He yanked on the ropes and withered, his pleasure peaking but never pushing him over the edge. Then he realized why. He shuddered and rocked his hips, needing more. "HARRY!" He shouted, ecstasy exploding inside. "O-Order me!" He keened as he arched his back, his legs spread and his thighs quivering. "Please!"
Harry smirked, understanding dawning as he licked the blonde's slick entrance. "You need me to tell you to cum? Is that it Draco? Answer me boy." He snarled, brushing the feather against Malfoys thighs as he waited.
"Yes! Harry please! Tell me to cum! Oh Merlin!" Draco shouted, his voice breaking as the Gryffindor ran his teeth over his hole. "Please!"
"Is that what you want? To cum?" Harry asked, running his tongue over his teeth.
"Yes!"
"Yes what?" Harry growled, trialing the feather down the boys crack and coating the feather with the wetness that gushed out.
"Yes Sir!" Draco screamed, his chest heaving as he panted and his body covered in a light sheen of sweat.
Harry smirked, feeling a dark desire coil inside him at watching the blonde beg. "Cum Draco." He snarled, his face vicious as he watch Draco shudder and scream.
"Fuck yes!" Malfoy sobbed, feeling release crash over him as he jerked and convulsed. He arched clean off the bed, his legs snapping open as clear liquid spilled from inside him, soaking the bed, semen spurting from his cock and painting his chest.
He threw back his head, yanking on the ropes that held him as his muscles tensed. He shuddered, jerking as his orgasm rushed through him, finally receding as he fell limp, his body trembling in the after math.
Harry moaned, watching as the blonde came undone, his cock leaking onto his thighs as he threw the feather behind him and grabbed his throbbing erection. He tugged roughly, panting heatedly as he stared at the debauched blonde.
He bared his teeth, hissing in pleasure as his climax rocket through him. He cried out and jerked, his sperm splashing onto Draco's stomach and thighs. He threw back his head and stroked his erection through his orgasm, his eyes narrowed and glazed.
With a groan he finished, collapsing onto the bed. He huffed his body gleaming with sweat as he wrapped an arm around Malfoys legs, the only thing he could reach without straining. He sighed, his body utterly lax. "You alright?" He asked tiredly, raising his head with some effort and looking at Draco. He realized the blonde was still tied up and he reached over for his wand, flicking it so the ropes fell away. With the last spurt of energy he had he grabbed Draco's hips and dragged him down to cuddle.
Malfoy yelped when Harry yanked him down, their sweaty bodies rubbing against each other as the Gryffindor wrapped him in a snug embrace. They cuddled for a while, before Malfoy grumbled at the cum that was drying on his skin.
"Harry. Move so I can grab my wand. We're a mess." He hissed, his tail swishing behind him as Harry refused to budge. "Harry!" He snapped, his cheeks still flushed as he glared at the boy. "Move."
"No." Harry grumbled, wrapping his body around the blonde and grabbing his wand. He spelled them clean and threw the piece of wood behind him, humming in pleasure as he cuddled the Slytherins naked body. "Go to sleep."
"We just woke up less than four hours ago!" Draco protested, wiggling in the Gryffindors hold. "I want to do something today!" He huffed, annoyed that the boy wouldn't let go. "Let's at least go outside!" He said before he realized that Harry was sleep, a dead weight that couldn't be thrown off.
Malfoy grumbled, pursing his lips as he stared at the Gryffindors sleeping face. He sighed and went limp, admitting defeat as he snuggled closer to Harry and breathed in his delicious scent. Without even trying he fell asleep, holding the other boy and not letting go.
HEY GUYS! I wanted to put this one up as soone as possible so i did. XD i know some of you are 'why did Malfoy let Harry whip him if i was inexperienced?'. well my dear friends it's because he trusts Harry and this is a fanfic! its not reall...even though i wish it was...anyway. since i added a little hea tin the beginning i wanted to put something soft. like feather play. i have always wanted to do that. i hope you guys enjoyed! until next time!
