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Harry clenched his teeth; his cheeks prickled, warmed. His palms grew wet as heat spread in his core…irritating. The reaction of his own body annoyed him, made him feel ashamed, wrong, twisted. This never should have happened. This was even worse than their first encounter. Violence followed by this gentleness; the lover's gestures in a rape scene. He hated this.

Draco's skin flushed. His eyes glowed with undisguised lust. The eye contact lasted for a few seconds before Harry refused to maintain it and faced the wall. He wasn't able to look at the Draco's eager, aroused face. He couldn't bear all those emotions pointed at him. He knew his reactions, caused by such an unpretentious touch, excited Draco's imagination,

"Look at me."

Draco's fingers clenched on his jaw and rolled his head, making him look up. Two hungry eyes bore into Harry's face, devouring his soul, shredding his defence to pieces, making him feel split open.

Harry felt Draco's chest rise and fall against his own, his palm burning his heart, his breath searing his lips. The invisible wave of arousal, flowing from his skin along with the mixture of overpowering scents, ricocheted against the tense line of his body.

Restraining Harry's chin with one hand, Draco pressed his fingers on Harry's jaw hinges, opening his mouth. He swallowed as his eyes searched Harry's before he locked their lips together, invading Harry's mouth with the wet softness of his tongue.

Harry flinched and shook his head trying to evade the kiss, but the fingers only dug deeper, sending jolts of pain through his head. Ripples of panic ran through Harry's body as he scrunched his face and groaned. The pressure on his jaw subdued, and Harry bit down on the lip caressing his own. The coppery mixture of saliva and blood flooded his mouth.

Draco's eyes narrowed. He jerked away as his palm flew to his lips, wiping the blood pouring down his chin. Sitting back he glared at Harry, his eyes blazing with rage. Harry didn't care. He wanted to spit but couldn't raise his body enough. Turning his head to the side, he wiped his mouth off on his raised arm leaving a red, wet trace on his skin. Draco stated, looking at his blood-covered palm,

"I'm tired of your whims. You want to do it the hard way? Let it be! I'm going to play rough then. Maybe I should call Gellert. Would his presence excite you?"

Harry clenched his teeth, his jaw muscles stretching his skin. Something hot bubbled in his heart, ready to spill. His vision blurred as the blood drummed in his head. His palms formed fists, and he lurched forward. The chains clinked, throwing him back.

Harry growled, jerked the chain again and again, filling the room with the constant metallic screech, but it never gave in. The handcuffs cut into his skin, stripping it off. Thin streams of blood ran down his forearms. Despair ripped through him, draining the energy from his body. His chest tightened as he rolled his head to the side, fixing his gaze on the expensive curtain hiding the window from view. Harry muttered. His lower lip quivered, and he bit it to stop the tremor.

"Don't I even have the right to resist? Every hostage has a right to try to get away."

Draco frowned. His palm came up under Harry's chin, demanding that he face him once again. Draco inched closer, and his tongue grazed over the seam of Harry's lips. Harry clenched his jaw, not letting Draco go deeper, but the man only smiled against his mouth. His tongue skidded over Harry's teeth before retreating. Instead, demanding lips caught Harry's bottom lip and sucked it in.

Harry's blood pressure elevated, heating his skin. The air didn't fill his lungs anymore, and he opened his mouth to gasp thereby providing Draco a better access.

The sneaky tongue wriggled in, setting Harry's face on fire. He tried to avert his face, but Draco's fingers sliding down squeezed his neck…not enough to suffocate, but to make it difficult to breathe. Harry's brain boiled, his skin melted, and his lower body inflamed in the maddening ardour of something wrong and twisted.

Draco laughed against his mouth, and his hand disappeared from Harry's throat. He ducked his head and glanced down. His face stretched in a smug smile before he purred,

"Look what we have here…"

His hand cupped Harry's hard cock, making him flinch. Draco spoke against Harry's cheek; his voice raucous with arousal.

"Tell me the truth. Tell me you haven't been touched over the past nine months…tell me you haven't been kissed."

Harry's mouth dried up as his head gradually cooled down. His look darted from one corner of the ceiling to another, searching for something that could give him strength or distraction. Every move of Draco's body caused him to tense up, his stomach to roil.

"Did you not hear me?"

Draco's impatient breath inflamed Harry's neck,

"Answer me!"

Harry turned his head and spat out,

"Go to hell, Draco."

Draco whispered, merging their breathing into one,

"Good. I'm going to be the only person to ever touch you from now on, remember that. If you allow anyone else to ever touch you, I will destroy them, understand?"

Harry barked as soon as their lips parted,

"I hope you die, Pervert."

A nasty metallic flavour lingered on his tongue, but he didn't want to think about whose blood it was. His lips stretched in a smile. Saying that to Draco felt good.

"Is that so?"

Draco laughed, narrowing his eyes; his voice unctuous,

"You're not afraid of pain or death. That is understandable but I'm not willing to believe that you don't care about the well beings of other. I'll destroy everybody who touches you after me. I will slaughter each and every family member up to the third generation. And you … you will be standing by my side, watching innocent people die in agony, knowing that it was entirely your fault."

Harry swallowed, his smile dimmed. The weird feeling of his veins shutting off the blood flow left him with a cold, tingling sensation in his fingertips. Even though the threat sounded absurd, he somehow knew that Draco wasn't lying. Draco released Harry's softened cock from imprisonment and whispered,

"Now, be a good boy and I'll make you feel good,"

Gripping Harry's shoulder with his left hand, Draco kissed his way down his neck, nibbled on his collarbone, tracing his body with his right hand,

"You are getting aroused by your rapist's touch, and you dare to call me a pervert?"

The bullets of Draco's words penetrated Harry's heart. His eyes flashed. He wanted to say something, but Draco gagged him with another kiss. His palm landed on the sheet by Harry's right cheek as he moved between Harry's legs. Pushing the jeans with his foot, they came off Harry's ankles; Draco spread Harry's legs apart with his sharp knees.

Harry tensed. A small annoying tremor set in his limbs. His toes curled as he tried to control his muscles, but the tremor worsened. Draco's cold palm settled on his belly for a brief moment before moving lower. Every nerve in Harry's body stretched to its limits. Draco's hand, gliding over his painfully tender skin, filled Harry's head with a cacophony of shrill, panicking sounds of his thoughts.

A featherlike touch flitted down the curve of his sleeping cock, playing with his balls before settling at the thin skin between Harry's anus and balls, then inched lower.

The blood ebbed, leaving his face cold and colourless. His eyes burned. They fixed on some invisible point, and Harry wasn't able to close them. He wanted to swallow the lump in his throat, but his mouth was too dry, and his tongue stuck to his palate. The freezing wave of horrid memories washed over his body, suffocating him. The pain that tore his flesh to pieces that night, and the humiliation that crushed his heart revived every cell of his body.

"You don't have to be scared. I won't hurt you anymore."

Draco's voice came out muffled. Harry could hear something in it, something somber and odd, but couldn't figure out what exactly. The words Draco said didn't help at all. His body didn't relax but his gaze muddled. Harry's erection was long gone.

"Oh, damn it!"

Draco swore, panting. Searing Harry's skin with a long, dissatisfied breath, he moved to Harry's side, resting his back against the pillows. Harry watched as he grabbed a cigarette from the nearby drawer and struck the lighter. The vanilla aroma clouded the room, drowning both of them in silence. The thin smoke flowing from the tip of the cigarette and the glinting ring on Draco's little finger helped Harry calm down, providing a resting point for his eyes. Watching the smoke wreathing in the air for a moment, Harry's focus moved lower, catching the flashy ring.

The oval cut stone was black and completely opaque. The polished edges flashed with the light's reflection. The ring looked expensive in the heavy gold frame, as everything did that surrounded Draco. The more he stared at it, the more he wondered if Gellert had given him that. Draco took a drag and Harry flinched, falling out of his trance.

"If you are not going to do anything, cut me loose."

But the shaky words Harry spoke were ignored.

"I'm not going to rape you today, you don't have to worry, but I will put a finger inside. It's not going to hurt, I promise. In exchange, you have to satisfy me with your mouth."

Draco crushed the cigarette in an ashtray, then locked his gaze with Harry's.

"Stop daydreaming. I'm not going to satisfy you, not with my hand, not with my mouth. It will not be mutual. Do whatever you like and get it over with."

Draco's eyes tightened, his lips disappeared in a thin line, and his cheeks reddened. He grabbed Harry's hair and yanked his head toward him. The chain tightened, clanged, and bit into Harry's wrists as their noses met.

"Exactly. I'm your owner and you will obey."

The tobacco smelling words inflamed Harry's face. In an abrupt motion, Draco got on his knees, undid his belt, hitched it out of the loops, and threw it on the floor, never releasing Harry's hair. His impatient hand almost tore a button off, then yanked a zipper down. Pulling his pants down his hips with a single hand, he took out his cock, brought it to Harry's face, and ran its head over his lips. The smell of body wash and a distinctive smell of male arousal hit Harry's nose.

"Open up."

Harry tried to twist his head out of the grip; disgust spreading in his chest, watering his mouth. His fingers grasped the chain, searching for the strength in the solid cold metal, and his knees drew higher.

Draco's face distorted in a grimace, his body tensed before he pressed Harry's face to his groin.

"Open your bloody mouth!"

Harry bit out,

"No!"

He closed his eyes expecting a blow any second. But it never came. Angry fingers released his hair, retreating as Draco pulled away. He got to his feet and approached a small escritoire, picked up his wand and leaning his elbow on dark carved wood, he murmured an incantation. A masked and robed man stepped into the room and Harry wanted to die from embarrassment,

"Is Gellert busy?"

The man kept his gaze lowered and nodded his head,

"Tell him I wish to see him. It's urgent."

Draco dismissed him with a laugh, and Harry's heart sank. When the man was gone, a triumphant smile spread all over his face. A violent struggle took place inside Harry's heart. The thought of being raped in front of Grindelwald crushed his heart, but he didn't want to beg Draco to give that idea up either. Both variants were equally disgusting to him.

He closed his eyes, buried his face in his lifted arm and a small piece of the pillow, but even its softness turned against him. The faint aroma of spicy cologne and sweet cigarettes only reminded him of reality. Harry's limbs went limp as he opened his eyes, unable to contain his despair. For the first time in a long time, Harry had no idea what to do. The whole world he'd built with hard work, everything he'd accomplished, went to hell because of this man.

"Please, don't…"

He managed to squeeze out despite the thickness in his throat. If he had raised his eyes at that moment, he probably would have seen triumph in Draco's eyes. But he didn't. He kept staring at the heavy curtains. Shame and disgust flowed through him in suffocating waves.

"Don't what?"

Harry shrugged and went quiet,

"Don't call Grindelwald."

He couldn't bring himself to pronounce the words: I'll do it.

Draco said with slight disdain in his voice.

"Okay, I'll change my mind if you ask me nicely,"

Harry met his eyes. His heart pounded in his chest, rushing forward with pure hate. His jaw hurt…he clenched it too hard. His lips pressed together as he glared at Draco. Draco spoke and something akin to admiration ringed in his voice,

"Such a fierce look… It is a shame you can't kill with it, right? Come on, ask me. Say, Draco, please, I'll be obedient. Indulge me."

Harry snapped,

"Leave me alone, bastard!"

The chains tightened, biting into his skin again. He groaned and closed his eyes, counting to ten to calm down. But ten seconds were not enough to regain his composure. He tried to imagine a waterfall again, songs of wild birds, the buzzing of bees, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

Ten minutes passed. Ten minutes of complete silence…slow, sticky. Harry lay still, hiding his face in his arm, counting seconds. Draco smoked, staring at the wall. They were both waiting.

A soft knock on the door made his heart jump. Draco drawled,

"Come in."

The same man stepped in and spoke,

"Master Grindelwald wishes for me to inform you that he shall be here shortly."

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