Author's note, so after receiving many reviews asking me to continue, I immediately started working on this next part with a smile, because I really like this story even though it's kind of weird its still hot. Also please note that I would have uploaded this update a lot sooner but because I was in and out of the hospital and my internet went down I could only really update it now. Also I would like to comment that Draco gets a bit OOC, and I know most people hate it when the characters just all of a sudden like/love/lust after each other, but its kind of how it happens in this story. I'll explain about the chemical and how it's effecting them, so mix being high and several aphrodisiac and stimulant drugs with two hot boys who happen to be horny teenagers, and a few other factors like heat (I'll explain later) and it's a given that sparks are going to fly and considering those facts I think that Draco acted quite naturally but if you don't agree, I'm sorry but this is fanfiction, and the story was far fetched to begin with so please don't complain. Thank you fans for reviewing, if it were not for reviews this story would have ended with that first part.

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Draco let out a muffled moaned as the tentacles once again pressed the spot inside him that sent pleasure spiking through his entire body. He had finally stopped struggling, but his entire body was tense with his need to fight and struggle, the tension only grew as the tentacles brought him closer and closer to orgasm.

In an attempt to hold off his orgasm some part of his brain was whispering the facts about the Shrub of Modus. Whispering that the plant was most well known for secreting a chemical that was very rare and well know in the wizarding world, the plant only ever produced the chemical when it was fully matured and was in heat. The chemical, when ingested acted like an aphrodisiac, but when absorbed through anal contact, the chemical acted as. It was highly potent and classified as an illegal substance because many used the chemical to create a narcotic.

The mental recital of the measly and completely useless facts did not tide off his orgasm, and his scream of pleasure was muffled and almost completely unheard do to the giant tentacles invading his mouth. He sagged in relief and the aftereffects of such a powerful orgasm, when the tiny tentacles probing his ass and the large one in his mouth retreated, leaving behind only the slightly bitter taste.

A light went off in his head and Draco was just starting to realize that the Shrub of Modus was in heat and the bitter taste in his mouth and the liquid he could feel dripping down his leg was definitely the chemical. The realization had only just hit him when suddenly he gasped in shock and pain as a much larger tentacle began to push at his entrance. The vines holding his body in place repositioned him as the large tentacle probed his still tight entrance. Draco thought he was either about to cry, or struggle till the Shrub of Modus killed him. That was when he heard a familiar voice from not too far away say "Fuck that's hot"

Draco tried to hide his blush, because this whole thing was embarrassing but knowing Potter was watching him as he was penetrated by an in heat Shrub of Modus was both hot and a bit of a surprise. Then he realized the chemical was affecting Potter. Finally after a long time of being probed and stroke, Draco felt himself reaching his second orgasm. He bit his lip and tried to keep himself from making any sounds, but it was no use. Finally, when he had finished shaking from the aftereffects of his orgasm, Draco notice that several of the smaller vines where sucking up his seed with quite a bit of gusto. Once every drop had been sucked up, the larger tentacle removed itself from his ass, and Draco closed his eyes and prayed that was the end and that the plant was done with him.

When the tentacles did not release his arms and he heard a gasp from Harry he cracked open his eyes only to have them widen in horror. He had thought the tentacle that had propped his entrance earlier was huge, it being a little over an inch and a half in width but another tentacle was moving towards his still sore hole, and the sheer size of this one made Draco stiffen with horror. For a second he tried to hope the tentacle had other intentions, but when the tip of the six inch thick tentacle brushed against his butt, he let out a terrified scream that was swiftly cut short by several smaller tentacles shoving their way into his mouth. He struggled and fought, and felt the faint wetness of tears because there was no escaping the Shrub of Modus and he was pretty sure that tentacle was going to rip him in half. He faintly herd hissing in the background but was too far gone in his panic to even try and figure out where the sounds were coming from. The last tentacle had hurt and it wasn't even half the width as this one. His only hope of not going through that trauma was to struggle until the plant strangled him to death, because that would be a lot less of a painful way to die.

The tentacles had just started tightening about his struggling form when Harry said right into his ear, "Stop struggling."

Draco gasped and immediately stilled as his eyes opened and he was engulfed in living green emerald pools. For a long moment Draco got lost in those eyes, he had never even seen them without those hideous glasses blocking his view, let alone seen them this close. It took him quite a long time to realize that Harry had somehow managed to get free of the Shrub of Modus. Harry must have seen the realization on his face because he said quietly, "the plant speaks parsletongue."

Draco let out a sigh, so Harry could talk to this plant, he had obviously convinced it to let him go, it wouldn't be that hard for him to convince the plant to let him go. Draco opened his mouth to say just as much, when several tiny tentacles pushed into his mouth, he gasped in shock and was about to bight down in anger when Harry said, "Don't struggle, and stay calm."

The vines in his mouth released a large amount of the chemical and when Draco tried to spit it out Harry, said, "Swallow it or the plant will make you swallow a lot more."

Draco reluctantly swallowed the bitter sweet liquid, and once he did the tentacles gently pulled free of his mouth. Draco let his eyes close as the chemical began to push through his system. He was just starting to feel a little overheated when Harry said, "Listed, the plant says you smell like you're in some sort of mating heat, it was going to try and.." Harry paused and said, "Anyway, I was able to convince it that you're already spoken for, so it won't try to put anymore of those giant tentacles up your…" Harry stopped there, and Draco gave a small sigh of relief, he had been certain the plant was going to rip him in two.

Draco forced himself to open his eyes, his lids where so heavy, and as he looked into those giant emerald pools, he was sure he could drown in them, but he ignored that feeling and asked in a quiet and shaky voice, "Can you get it to let me go?"

Harry glanced away and bit his lip nervously before saying quietly, "The plant said it would let you go only after you've fed it more."

Draco froze up; he had no idea how to respond to that. He thought he might have just completely short circuited his brain, but then Harry added, "The only way I could convince the plant to not put that thing inside you was to tell it that you were mine, that you were my mate and it said that if I wanted to get you free I had to make you come as many times as it took to make you pass out."

Draco was too shocked to react to the words, and Harry took his silence as some sort of consent, because he gently ran his hands over Draco's chest. Draco shuttered under the warm touch, and he wasn't sure if it was the touch of Harry's hands or the chemical that made his cock suddenly rise and harden. Draco decided that he didn't care, that he would just close his eyes and not worry about what the vines and Harry were doing to him. As he relaxed he felt the vines, that had been holding his wrists so tight that his hands were turning blue, loosen up. He slowly clenched and unclenched his hands to get the circulation flowing again, and was just starting to do the same with his feet when he felt a wet tongue lap at his hardening nipple. He had always had sensitive nipples, but between the chemical and the realization that Harry Potter was licking his nipple, well that was really all it took to send him over the edge of another orgasm.

His moan of pleasure turned into a gasp of shock as several tentacles wrapped around his cock and sucked every last drop of come up. Draco kept his eyes firmly closed, and felt a blush burn his cheeks. He was pretty sure he was never going to open his eyes again, he was so ashamed. It was one thing to come when a Shrub of Modus had you in its clutches and was trying to get you off; there was no shame in that simply because no one need know, but this. Harry Potter had just gotten him off, and he hadn't even had to touch him down there. Even if the chemical from the plant was making him a mass of hormones, it was still embarrassing, if only because it was Harry. Harry, who might have saved his life a dozen times in the last few years, but had turned down his friendship and had been his enemy for years, sure he might not have wanted Potter dead or in the clutches of that monster, but he hadn't wanted this! Or had he?

Damn it, he hated Potter for being the Gryffindor Golden Boy that everyone loved, but even he could admit that the media had a few things right about his nemesis. The boy did know his way around a broom and he might not have been the top of his class but he was smart, he had even gotten top marks in Defense, a class that Draco had struggled to keep his nearly perfect marks in.

Draco felt his blush grow even hotter as he realized where his mind had headed and closed his eyes even tighter because there was no way he could handle seeing Potter's expression. For a moment he was sure the boy would have a disgusted look on his face, but then Potter started kissing and licking his way up Draco's neck and Draco remembered what Potter had said earlier. Harry Potter had thought seeing him get penetrated by a tentacle was hot, which suggested that Potter didn't find this disgusting at all. He was reassured that Potter did not find this situation anything close to disgusting as he muttered into Draco's neck, "So fucking hot."

Draco shuttered as Harry managed to find the spot just behind his left ear that always made his pulse jump when someone even ghosted their fingers a crossed it. He gasped when Harry carded his fingers through his hair to better hold his head to the side and get better access to the spot as he latched onto it with his mouth, sucking till he left a bruise and earned a low moan and a rising erection from Draco.

Harry grinned into Draco's shoulder as he felt the other boy's stirring erection and hissed a request to the plant that still held the other boy captive.

Draco gasped when the tentacles holding him up gently repositioned him once more. Instead of hanging in the air painfully he felt as if he was chained to a cushiony bed with Harry on top of him and his legs were spread eagle below Harry. Harry gave him a second to adjust to the change and then pulled back enough to make sure his voice was clear when he asked, "Better?"

Draco bit his lip to keep from moaning and gave a slight nod, only because he was afraid if he didn't acknowledge the question Harry would stop, and if he was sure of anything it was that he didn't want Harry to stop. The realization had only just crossed his mind and Draco was surprisingly calm in his shock, but then Harry said, "Open your eyes."

Draco groaned, because he would really rather not open his eyes, but when Harry held still and stopped touching him, he forced himself to open his eyes, which took a lot more effort than normal and when he finally did the forest was almost blindingly bright, which definitely wasn't normal because it was the middle of the night. Yes, those chemicals were seriously tripping him out, and Harry must have realized the plant's chemical was messing with his head because he said, "Your pupils are really dilated. Did the plant juice make you high?"

Draco felt his brows draw together in confusion, what did height have to do with anything? He just shook his head and said, "The chemical the plant secretes when it enters a human system it acts as both a stimulant and an unbiased lust potion."

Draco tried not to snort when Harry got that adorable confused expression, then he mentally slapped himself for calling Potter adorable, before explaining, "The plant juice is a chemical that when absorbed acts like a stimulant and an unbiased lust potion, the stimulant causes an increase in sensitivity and the lust potion makes it really hard to think any sort of rational thought, you just want something, anything, to touch you."

Harry snorted and said, "Yeah you are definitely high. Is it okay for me to touch you, down there?"

Draco's next words were growled in frustration, "Just touch me already."

Draco barely caught sight of Harry's grin only moments before those lips that were twisted into a small smile descended onto his own slightly parted lips. Draco had had dozens of kisses over the years but this kiss was different, and not because it was a boy kissing him but because it was Harry kissing him. His brain, which was already barely functioning under the effects of the chemical practically, shut down when the kiss deepened. Draco was so preoccupied with lips and tongues and sparks and heat and the wet noises their mouths were making, that he didn't notice Harry's hands had wandered downward till one of his fingers slid past several of the tiny tentacles still wrapped around his now engorged cock to brush against his sensitive hole. Draco gasped, and was about to protest but Harry shushed him and whispered, "It's alright, I'm not going to hurt you, we need you to come and earlier you reacted very well when the vines… touched your prostate."

Draco was really confused by this but he decided to hold off on the questioning and protests because Harry had said he wasn't going to hurt him, and as long as it didn't hurt he was okay with anything Harry wanted to do to him in that moment. Harry smiled and gently began to kiss down the side of his neck once more, and slowly and ever so gently he pressed a single finger into Draco's hole. Draco was prepared to start screaming the second he felt even the slightest hint of pain, because the bigger tentacle had hurt, but, for some reason it didn't hurt to have Harry's finger inside him. It felt a little strange and Draco wasn't sure if he hated it or just disliked it, but then Harry hit something inside of him that made him scream in pleasure and buck around Harry's finger and he saw white for a minute as he came rather violently. He had thought before, when the tentacles had been inside him and had pressed on that spot, that it was the chemical giving him pleasure, but Harry had just given him even more pleasure by touching that spot and he very obviously was not secreting the chemical.

Harry had held completely still above him as Draco came down from his orgasm, and Draco wished the tentacles had done the same, but they had been working away, sucking up every drop of seed he had spilled and even sucking a few out of his shaft that he hadn't shot out. When the plants had finished and once again wrapped loosely around his cock, Harry grinned down at him and said, "You're so hot when you come."

It was then that Draco noticed that Harry had an erection. He wasn't exactly sure how he had missed it before, because it definitely was not small by any means, but he had just been so caught up in what he was feeling he hadn't really cared about anything else. Hell there could have been an entire class full of hungry teenagers watching him and he wouldn't have cared to notice them in that moment. Feeling an embarrassed heat spread across his cheeks he took a deep breath and asked quietly, "Do you…"

Draco forgot the words he was going to say when those green orbs locked onto his own silver ones. He could get lost in those emeralds, because just calling them green was an insult, green wasn't this beautiful luscious color that could even put emeralds to shame. He would never be able to look at his mother's emerald gems with the same awe ever again because after seeing those eyes up close he knew that his mother's gems just wouldn't hold the same ultimate beauty in his heart.

Draco had to close his eyes in order to get his mind working long enough for him to form a coherent sentence. He had to swallow several times before he managed to get his throat working the way it ought to and even then his voice sounded strange when he asked, "Do you want me to…"

He trailed off because he wasn't exactly sure how to end that sentence so maybe he shouldn't. He was quite relieved when Harry planted a chaste kiss on his lips before saying, "It's alright, you don't have to do anything, I'm afraid at least one of us is going to have to be able to walk out of this and since the plant won't let you go it's not going to be you."

Draco sagged a bit in relief, he wasn't exactly sure what he had been expecting Potter to say, but obviously it hadn't been good. Potter laughed and said, "I'm surprised you even offered."

Draco was sure he would have normally been angry because Potter was laughing at him, but in that moment he didn't care what Potter was laughing at, because his laugh was so wonderful. Harry ran his finger through his hair in a way that was both soothing and seductive. Draco was surprised when after a few minutes a rumble came from his chest, it sounded quite a bit like the purring of cat. Harry paused in his petting and asked, "Do you like this?"

Harry started the petting up again and again the rumbling started in his chest until Harry once again paused and Draco forced himself to clear his throat and ask, "Are you sure you can't convince the plant to let me go?"

Draco opened his eyes just in time to catch Harry's raised eyebrow and the slight hint of a smirk that only grew when Harry began his petting once more and grew even more than that when the rumbling started up once more in Draco's chest.

Author's Note: Alright so I'm definitely considering making this into a full fic, because my little add on gave me plenty to work with, I'll probably have some more tentacle action, later in the story and as a flash back, because if you didn't pick this up, this wasn't Draco's first encounter with the Shrub of Modus so I might just do a flashback, maybe. Tell me what you think? Did Draco come a crossed a little OOC? Was that hot? Should I continue? I sort of already know where I'm headed with this story but if you would like to make suggestions I will take them into consideration. What do you think? Do you like this story?