Drabble: Look What You Did
Had a bad weekend. Sucked, royally. So I screwed with Harry. Made me feel better anyway.
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Look What You Did
~fawkes
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Harry learned the proper way to suck a cock. Every time he got it wrong Malfoy would backhand him across the face, adding another mark with that family crest ring.
So Harry got it right.
Harry learned how to fuck face to face. Malfoy liked to look him in the eye. Malfoy had nothing to be ashamed of - he wasn’t the one who’d spread his legs; he wasn’t the one who’d gone from enemy to easy lay. Harry always felt dirty, but he still let Malfoy take his body and his pride - what little there was left of it - every night.
He just didn’t care.
Even when Malfoy flipped him over and pounded into him so hard, Harry was sure he felt something snap. When his face was pressed into the pillows until he clawed at the sheets; Malfoy wouldn’t let him up until Harry saw black spots dancing in front of his eyes.
Malfoy sneered at him in class, sneered at him in bed. Whispered ‘I own you’ and ‘Swallow you little slut’ and ‘You make me sick.’
But every night Harry came back. He ignored Malfoy in class, pleased him in bed, and said nothing in return.
It wasn’t love or even lust -
Malfoy was pain.
And Harry liked to hurt.
- end