DREAM YOU
Harry screamed and kicked as the blonde straddling him forced his hands into the ropes tied conviniently to the bedposts.
"No, no, Malfoy - let me up! Get off!" He struggled against the rough ropes as he tried to swing his arms at Draco. He tried to kick, to, but the blonde was lying fully on top of him, restraining his legs.
"What's wrong, Potter? Don't you like it rough?" Draco teased, running his tongue up the boy's cheek. Harry tossed his head side to side, trying to avoid contact. Draco snickered and grabbed his face with both hands. He grinned, baring his teeth.
"Scream."
Harry gritted his teeth and stubbornly lay silent except for his heavy, strained breathing, and looked at Draco in disbelief. Loosing patience, Draco ground his hips against Harry's, sending waves of pleasure through his body and definitely through that of the boy under him.
Draco was very good at this, of course.
Harry screamed then, begging the boy to stop, it's wrong, stop it now! Draco rammed his tongue violently down Harry's throat, his pleas filling and vibrating in his mouth.
"Louder," Draco ordered, kissing Harry hard again before sitting up on the boy's thighs. Draco roughly tore a Harry's shirt, half unbuttoning and half ripping buttons off. He leaned down and nuzzled Harry's bare collarbone, then bit it.
Harry gasped. Draco looked up and took a handful of Harry's black hair and pulled back hard. With the boy restrained so, Draco licked a thick line up Harry's throat, feeling his Adam's apple jump nervously.
"M -Malfoy..." Harry half-moaned. The blonde ignored him, tearing his own black tank over his head.
He leaned down and captured Harry's mouth again as he wriggled free from his jeans. Harry moaned, and surprised Draco by first pressing up against his capturer, then pulling back; he feverishly returned Draco's fiery kisses and shied away, unsure of what to do and what to feel.
Tossing his own pants to the floor, the blonde sat up and worked Harry's down.
"Oh, oh, God no - no, this is ... no," he pleaded unconvincingly as he bucked his hips up to meet Draco's hands.
"C'mon - beg me to stop. Think it'll work?" He pulled Harry's pants down his hips slowly as the boy begged him please, please stop.
"Oh, now you're gonna have to do a lot better than that." None too carefully, he spread Harry's legs and pushed them over his shoulders. Draco leaned down, positioning himself. "Scream."
Which was what Harry did as the blonde entered him slowly, making the boy feel every inch of him.
Draco shut his eyes in concentration - shoulda used something to make this smoother...
"Ahhoooaahhh!!" Harry's wavering cry broke through the silence of the night. His breath came in little ragged gasps. The warm puff of his breath tickled Draco's brow.
Draco raised his hips and rocked them forward gently, moving back and forth in Harry. He clutched the black sheets by Harry's head tight. The fabric was cool and slick under his knees, in direct contrast to the hot sticky skin of the boy beneath him.
Draco leaned down and clamped his mouth over Harry's screaming, pleading one. He ran his tongue around in Harry's mouth and over his lips. Biting down, he drew blood from Harry's bottom lip.
Moaning as he sucked Harry's wound, Draco lightly ran one cool hand over the boy's flushed thigh. Harry gasped in surprise and tried to wrenched his leg away. Draco laughed. He undulated his hips against Harry's, slamming into the bleeding boy.
He pounded into Harry fast, raising a small squeak of surprise. Harry closed his eyes and leaned back against the pillow. He screamed, feebly begging Draco to let him out of his bonds.
Draco moved in Harry with gaining speed as he felt himself come closer. He moaned, leaning his chest down against Harry's as he banged into him harder, faster.
Harry's legs tightened around Draco's neck, hips rising to the boy's. He screamed. Draco bit down on his chest, pulling the skin back into his mouth. Harry' voice reached a new fevered pitch.
Draco's voice rose to meet with Harry's in a loud duet of ecstasy and pain .
Draco rolled over in his bed, tangling his legs further in the green silk sheets, and moaned as he slept.
Harry screamed and kicked as the blonde straddling him forced his hands into the ropes tied conviniently to the bedposts.
"No, no, Malfoy - let me up! Get off!" He struggled against the rough ropes as he tried to swing his arms at Draco. He tried to kick, to, but the blonde was lying fully on top of him, restraining his legs.
"What's wrong, Potter? Don't you like it rough?" Draco teased, running his tongue up the boy's cheek. Harry tossed his head side to side, trying to avoid contact. Draco snickered and grabbed his face with both hands. He grinned, baring his teeth.
"Scream."
Harry gritted his teeth and stubbornly lay silent except for his heavy, strained breathing, and looked at Draco in disbelief. Loosing patience, Draco ground his hips against Harry's, sending waves of pleasure through his body and definitely through that of the boy under him.
Draco was very good at this, of course.
Harry screamed then, begging the boy to stop, it's wrong, stop it now! Draco rammed his tongue violently down Harry's throat, his pleas filling and vibrating in his mouth.
"Louder," Draco ordered, kissing Harry hard again before sitting up on the boy's thighs. Draco roughly tore a Harry's shirt, half unbuttoning and half ripping buttons off. He leaned down and nuzzled Harry's bare collarbone, then bit it.
Harry gasped. Draco looked up and took a handful of Harry's black hair and pulled back hard. With the boy restrained so, Draco licked a thick line up Harry's throat, feeling his Adam's apple jump nervously.
"M -Malfoy..." Harry half-moaned. The blonde ignored him, tearing his own black tank over his head.
He leaned down and captured Harry's mouth again as he wriggled free from his jeans. Harry moaned, and surprised Draco by first pressing up against his capturer, then pulling back; he feverishly returned Draco's fiery kisses and shied away, unsure of what to do and what to feel.
Tossing his own pants to the floor, the blonde sat up and worked Harry's down.
"Oh, oh, God no - no, this is ... no," he pleaded unconvincingly as he bucked his hips up to meet Draco's hands.
"C'mon - beg me to stop. Think it'll work?" He pulled Harry's pants down his hips slowly as the boy begged him please, please stop.
"Oh, now you're gonna have to do a lot better than that." None too carefully, he spread Harry's legs and pushed them over his shoulders. Draco leaned down, positioning himself. "Scream."
Which was what Harry did as the blonde entered him slowly, making the boy feel every inch of him.
Draco shut his eyes in concentration - shoulda used something to make this smoother...
"Ahhoooaahhh!!" Harry's wavering cry broke through the silence of the night. His breath came in little ragged gasps. The warm puff of his breath tickled Draco's brow.
Draco raised his hips and rocked them forward gently, moving back and forth in Harry. He clutched the black sheets by Harry's head tight. The fabric was cool and slick under his knees, in direct contrast to the hot sticky skin of the boy beneath him.
Draco leaned down and clamped his mouth over Harry's screaming, pleading one. He ran his tongue around in Harry's mouth and over his lips. Biting down, he drew blood from Harry's bottom lip.
Moaning as he sucked Harry's wound, Draco lightly ran one cool hand over the boy's flushed thigh. Harry gasped in surprise and tried to wrenched his leg away. Draco laughed. He undulated his hips against Harry's, slamming into the bleeding boy.
He pounded into Harry fast, raising a small squeak of surprise. Harry closed his eyes and leaned back against the pillow. He screamed, feebly begging Draco to let him out of his bonds.
Draco moved in Harry with gaining speed as he felt himself come closer. He moaned, leaning his chest down against Harry's as he banged into him harder, faster.
Harry's legs tightened around Draco's neck, hips rising to the boy's. He screamed. Draco bit down on his chest, pulling the skin back into his mouth. Harry' voice reached a new fevered pitch.
Draco's voice rose to meet with Harry's in a loud duet of ecstasy and pain .
Draco rolled over in his bed, tangling his legs further in the green silk sheets, and moaned as he slept.