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snugglemintTitle: Sharing The Reigns
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Challenge: Draco being flogged
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Words: 644
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own these naughty boys, they belong to JK Rowling, I only dole out their punishment as I see fit. >D
Notes: Written forparseltonguepen who gave the prompt of Draco being flogged. Thought I'd try my hand at smut since I need the practice.
Harry bit back a moan as the sharp sound of the cat o' nine tails hitting flesh met his ears. There was only one sound sweeter and it came directly after.
"Harry..." His name was caught between a gasp and a moan. "Please, please."
His pleas were silenced by the sound of the crack against his arse, causing the blond to shudder in his bindings. They weren't necessary, but Harry did enjoy watching his cock strain for any sort of contact. There was nothing more intoxicating than having sexual power over Draco, in being the only one that could relieve him.
"Soon, Draco. Very soon," he promised, his eyes fixating on the red flush that left his arse practically glowing. "I just want to take you in a moment longer.
He snickered when his lover whimpered at the taunting double-meaning in his words. He'd always been interested in the discomfort of the Slytherin. The only difference now was that he preferred his victim to be naked and hard-up for him.
"Say it, Draco."
Harry bit his lip, rubbing the red marks on his backside as if soothing it away before letting the whip sound again.
"Ah! I'm your bitch!"
He groaned a little, the leather trousers straining over his hard cock almost painfully. He reached around and rewarded his pet by sliding the leather strings of the whip gently over Draco's dick, causing Draco's hips to jerk forward with a hiss.
"Oh, that's how you want it?"
Harry tossed the device to the bed and leaned into Draco, pressing himself against the Slytherin so that he had a constant reminder of how turned on he was. He reached around him and took hold of his cock, immensely pleased as it twitched in his hand.
"Are you hard for me?" Harry hissed in parseltongue, rewarded when Draco's hips bucked near violently and he was reduced to breathy whimpers. "Harry, please."
"Do you want me to fuck you, Dray?" He was slightly amused when Draco seemed to answer his question accurately, though he had no idea what Harry was saying. He could be droning on about how to make a Rum Cake and Draco would still squirm and pull against his bindings as his hips thrust wantonly into Harry's waiting hand. He never even had to move it.
"Yes, yes. Don't stop. Dear Merlin, please don't stop."
"Come for me Draco." He loved how he could feel Draco's body shiver all over, and without a shirt between them he could feel Draco's skin become slick with the effort of their activities. He moved his hand in time with Draco, squeezing him more firmly and twisting his hand over his head in just the right way to have him panting. It only took moments to bring Draco to his undoing, to have him coming in thick ropes all over his hand and the floor. The sound that passed through Draco's lips was primal in every way and held a promise that set his blood boiling.
He watched Draco's hands, bone white as they clung to the silk bindings, using them as an anchor to keep some semblance of sanity in the tangle of reactions his body gave.
"Beautiful," he whispered into his ear, banishing the restraints when it seemed that Draco was done. The blond took a moment to catch his breath, collapsing to his knees when it appeared that he was still rather affected.
Harry was caught off guard, but not entirely surprised when he felt binds slip around his wrist and pull his arms up so that he was bound from hangings in the ceiling.
Draco gave a dark, seductive little chuckle as he finally pushed himself up to standing. He gave Harry and appraising sort of look as he walked around him and grabbed the cat o' nine tails off the bed.
"My turn."
Author:
snugglemint Challenge: Draco being flogged
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Words: 644
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own these naughty boys, they belong to JK Rowling, I only dole out their punishment as I see fit. >D
Notes: Written for
parseltonguepen who gave the prompt of Draco being flogged. Thought I'd try my hand at smut since I need the practice.Harry bit back a moan as the sharp sound of the cat o' nine tails hitting flesh met his ears. There was only one sound sweeter and it came directly after.
"Harry..." His name was caught between a gasp and a moan. "Please, please."
His pleas were silenced by the sound of the crack against his arse, causing the blond to shudder in his bindings. They weren't necessary, but Harry did enjoy watching his cock strain for any sort of contact. There was nothing more intoxicating than having sexual power over Draco, in being the only one that could relieve him.
"Soon, Draco. Very soon," he promised, his eyes fixating on the red flush that left his arse practically glowing. "I just want to take you in a moment longer.
He snickered when his lover whimpered at the taunting double-meaning in his words. He'd always been interested in the discomfort of the Slytherin. The only difference now was that he preferred his victim to be naked and hard-up for him.
"Say it, Draco."
Harry bit his lip, rubbing the red marks on his backside as if soothing it away before letting the whip sound again.
"Ah! I'm your bitch!"
He groaned a little, the leather trousers straining over his hard cock almost painfully. He reached around and rewarded his pet by sliding the leather strings of the whip gently over Draco's dick, causing Draco's hips to jerk forward with a hiss.
"Oh, that's how you want it?"
Harry tossed the device to the bed and leaned into Draco, pressing himself against the Slytherin so that he had a constant reminder of how turned on he was. He reached around him and took hold of his cock, immensely pleased as it twitched in his hand.
"Are you hard for me?" Harry hissed in parseltongue, rewarded when Draco's hips bucked near violently and he was reduced to breathy whimpers. "Harry, please."
"Do you want me to fuck you, Dray?" He was slightly amused when Draco seemed to answer his question accurately, though he had no idea what Harry was saying. He could be droning on about how to make a Rum Cake and Draco would still squirm and pull against his bindings as his hips thrust wantonly into Harry's waiting hand. He never even had to move it.
"Yes, yes. Don't stop. Dear Merlin, please don't stop."
"Come for me Draco." He loved how he could feel Draco's body shiver all over, and without a shirt between them he could feel Draco's skin become slick with the effort of their activities. He moved his hand in time with Draco, squeezing him more firmly and twisting his hand over his head in just the right way to have him panting. It only took moments to bring Draco to his undoing, to have him coming in thick ropes all over his hand and the floor. The sound that passed through Draco's lips was primal in every way and held a promise that set his blood boiling.
He watched Draco's hands, bone white as they clung to the silk bindings, using them as an anchor to keep some semblance of sanity in the tangle of reactions his body gave.
"Beautiful," he whispered into his ear, banishing the restraints when it seemed that Draco was done. The blond took a moment to catch his breath, collapsing to his knees when it appeared that he was still rather affected.
Harry was caught off guard, but not entirely surprised when he felt binds slip around his wrist and pull his arms up so that he was bound from hangings in the ceiling.
Draco gave a dark, seductive little chuckle as he finally pushed himself up to standing. He gave Harry and appraising sort of look as he walked around him and grabbed the cat o' nine tails off the bed.
"My turn."
