Pain and Secrets
Warnings- , rape, humiliation,language, Au and ooc
summary- If you wont admit it happened will anyone be able to help you.
Blaise zabini was very very frustrated. No frustrated was an understatement. He sat in his room with his hands holding his head.he felt the need to throw things, to scream to do anything to vent his anger but he couldn't, he knew it wouldn't work. What he wanted he couldn't have, so he would use nothing else. It had been over a week since the"incident" with the Potter boy and Blaise couldn't seem to get the green eyed boy out of his mind. Every fucking time he closed his eyes the boy was there. It was enough to drive someone to madness.
Blaise didn't feel guilty for what he'd done far from it, he wanted the to do again. He wanted him underneath him again. Not screaming or crying this time but moaning and encouraging . Blaise couldn't remember ever wanting something he couldn't have. All his life his parents had given him everything he desired. They had always been the best parents. It didn't matter that his father was seldom home or that his mother was a self centered woman who only cared about her position in society. None of those faults mattered to Blaise. In fact they worked in his favor most of the time. If his father was feeling guilty for staying away from his family for so long Blaise could ask for just about anything from the man and anything he couldn't get from his he would get from his mother.
But neither of them could make Potter want him. Blaise was smart enough to realize that. But that didn't mean he was happy about it. He didn't think he wanted all that much. All he wanted really was another, possibley more gentle time with the boy. It wasn't like it was his idea(or anyone elses idea) to rape the boy. It had all started off simple enough really. They (himself and Ron weasley) always had parties were they sorta picked someone out to have sex with and considering who they were and their popularity in high school society the person they picked always said yes in hopes that maybe they would then be considered popular. That night an intoxicated Ron had invited Potter to the party. Blaise couldn't figure out why at first, sure the boy was alright looking but if Ron wanted to have sex with a boy there were prettier boys out there. But after watching the boy for a while Blaise found himself entranced by him.
They had all been rather drunk and if they had been sober it might have all gone differently. But Blaise didn't dare dwell in the past. They had never done anything like that before and it took Blaise along time the next morning to calm a hysterical Ron down. Ron was convinced that the cops would be at their door within the hour to arrest them for their crime. Blaise told Ron he'd take care of it and he had. He was sure Potter hadn't told anyone and he was pretty sure he wasn't able to.
But the green eyed wonder also hadn't been the same since it happened. Blaise had watched him closely at school and he just wasn't the same. But the same or not the boy was still beautiful and Blaise still wanted him.
Laying back on his bed Blaise thought again of the boy on "that" night. He had been so perfect and Blaise felt like he was in heaven when he was inside the boy. He hadn't got to be first Ron had taken that honor from him. But still, Harry been soo tight around him, soo pretty with tears in his eyes. Blaise sighed as his hand slipped down his chest and over his cloth covered erection. He slipped his hand inside his boxers and teased his length imaging it was Harry's hand. Harry's hand hesitantly stroking his cock unsure touches and sloppy licks of the boy's pink tongue, his red lips encircling his shaft trying with all he had to fit the length down his throat , his hand sped up as he imagined Harry's eyes looking up into his. His mouth full of cock and tongue working furiously against him. He groaned and spilled himself onto his hand imaging his Harry trying his hardest to catch all of his cum.
Blaise laid still as his body returned to normal wipping his hand clean on his sheets he sat up and reached his hand into the drawer by his bed feeling around without looking he pulled out "the tape" and came up with his plan.
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