Krampus Comes Again
Title: Krampus Comes Again
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Draco/Harry
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, spanking, dub-con
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 910
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Third installment featuring Krampus
Written for: Jae's Advent Drabbles #14 for sksdwrld - Krampus
Summary: Harry has been a bad boy, and bad boys must be punished.
"Harry, mother will be disappointed if you don't attend tomorrow evening."
Harry shrugged off Draco's mild complaint, his attention on the telly. From the corner of his eye, Harry saw Draco's lips thin, and he suppressed a smirk. This was all part of Harry's master plan.
~*~
Having won an evening to himself, Harry intended to enjoy it to the fullest. He put on pyjamas early and sprawled on the sofa to watch a footie match. Harry had a bag of crisps that he munched on, paying no heed to the crumbs that he dropped. Draco would have skinned him alive, but Draco wasn't there. He was stuck at Narcissa's boring holiday party. Harry chuckled to himself, glad to have dodged that particular event. He almost felt sorry for Draco. Almost.
~*~
Harry opened his eyes, surprised to discover he'd fallen asleep in the first place. He wondered what had woken him. Harry sat up and heard it again, an unusual noise. He used the remote to turn the telly off and listened intently.
There it was again, the sound of claws scraping against wood. The hairs on the back of Harry's neck stood up, and he reached for his wand. It wasn't on the end table, where he'd left it.
A shadow fell over him, and Harry turned his head and yelped in fright. A large, misshapen figure loomed over Harry. Its features were grotesque, its hands were gnarled, and horns sprouted from its head. Harry had seen this creature before.
Krampus
"What do you want?!" cried Harry, shrinking back against the sofa. One part of his anatomy was growing, however.
"Harry, you have been a very bad boy," said Krampus. "Do you know what happens to bad boys at this time of the year?"
Harry gulped. "They get punished," he managed on a raspy whisper.
"That is correct, Harry," Krampus said. "I am here to punish you."
Harry's cock throbbed with excitement, despite the dread he felt. "I'll be good from now on, I swear," he babbled.
"It's too late to make amends, Harry," said Krampus. A wooden paddle appeared in his hand. "Drop your trousers and bend over the sofa."
Harry's breath quickened, and he shook his head.
Krampus spat a stream of spells, and Harry abruptly found himself standing in front of the sofa with his hands tied to the back of it. He was now bent over and at the mercy of the merciless Krampus. Clawed hands grasped the waistband of Harry's pyjamas and yanked them down. He wasn't wearing pants, and his arse was now bared and vulnerable.
"Please don't," Harry begged, tugging frantically at his restraints.
Crack!
The paddle connected with Harry's naked backside, causing him to cry out in pain and surprise.
Crack crack!
The paddle fell twice more, smacking Harry's tender flesh hard enough to bring tears to his eyes. His erection hadn't flagged, however, and moisture leaked from the slit.
Krampus continued raining blows to Harry's arse until Harry's breath was coming in ragged, panting sobs. Harry heard the paddle fall to the floor, and he stood there, trembling and aching with arousal. He felt the creature's rough hands palm his arse cheeks.
Krampus kneaded Harry's arse, chuckling at the heat he felt from the abused flesh. "Are you going to behave yourself from now on, Harry?" he asked.
"Y-yes," Harry stammered.
"Shall I reward you for taking your punishment?"
"Please," Harry moaned, hunching his hips in restless anticipation.
Krampus parted Harry's arse cheeks and muttered a spell, leaving Harry slick and ready to take him.
Harry held his breath when he felt the hot prod of Krampus' cock against his hole. He groaned when the creature surged forward, penetrating him and causing Harry to stretch around the girth of his cock. Krampus showed no mercy here, either. He simply forced his way into Harry's body and began fucking him with short, hard strokes. Harry shamelessly pushed back, striving to take Krampus deeper. He pulled at his restraints, desperate to touch himself. Harry was convinced he could come, if only he had some stimulation on his cock.
"Touch me," Harry pleaded. He felt Krampus' gnarled hand close around his prick, and Harry whimpered in relief and thrust himself into the creature's grip. Krampus jacked Harry with the same short, quick strokes he fucked him with. In moments, Harry's body went taut, and he shouted his shame and pleasure aloud as he decorated the sofa with his come.
Harry slumped forward, resting his cheek against the back of the sofa. Krampus continued abusing his sore arse, riding Harry hard. His lusty grunts filled the air, turning to a low growl of completion as he stiffened behind Harry and spurted inside of him.
Krampus pulled out, causing Harry to wince. "Did you enjoy that, Harry?"
"No," Harry muttered.
"Shall I spank you again for lying to me?"
Harry's spent cock twitched, and his rim fluttered at the lascivious suggestion. "Untie me," he demanded in a sullen voice. The ropes that bound Harry's wrists vanished, and he stood up straight and grimaced in discomfort. Harry turned around and came face to smirking face with Draco.
"You came home early," Harry grumbled.
"Stop complaining," said Draco. "You came, too."
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Draco/Harry
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, spanking, dub-con
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 910
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Third installment featuring Krampus
Written for: Jae's Advent Drabbles #14 for sksdwrld - Krampus
Summary: Harry has been a bad boy, and bad boys must be punished.
"Harry, mother will be disappointed if you don't attend tomorrow evening."
Harry shrugged off Draco's mild complaint, his attention on the telly. From the corner of his eye, Harry saw Draco's lips thin, and he suppressed a smirk. This was all part of Harry's master plan.
~*~
Having won an evening to himself, Harry intended to enjoy it to the fullest. He put on pyjamas early and sprawled on the sofa to watch a footie match. Harry had a bag of crisps that he munched on, paying no heed to the crumbs that he dropped. Draco would have skinned him alive, but Draco wasn't there. He was stuck at Narcissa's boring holiday party. Harry chuckled to himself, glad to have dodged that particular event. He almost felt sorry for Draco. Almost.
~*~
Harry opened his eyes, surprised to discover he'd fallen asleep in the first place. He wondered what had woken him. Harry sat up and heard it again, an unusual noise. He used the remote to turn the telly off and listened intently.
There it was again, the sound of claws scraping against wood. The hairs on the back of Harry's neck stood up, and he reached for his wand. It wasn't on the end table, where he'd left it.
A shadow fell over him, and Harry turned his head and yelped in fright. A large, misshapen figure loomed over Harry. Its features were grotesque, its hands were gnarled, and horns sprouted from its head. Harry had seen this creature before.
Krampus
"What do you want?!" cried Harry, shrinking back against the sofa. One part of his anatomy was growing, however.
"Harry, you have been a very bad boy," said Krampus. "Do you know what happens to bad boys at this time of the year?"
Harry gulped. "They get punished," he managed on a raspy whisper.
"That is correct, Harry," Krampus said. "I am here to punish you."
Harry's cock throbbed with excitement, despite the dread he felt. "I'll be good from now on, I swear," he babbled.
"It's too late to make amends, Harry," said Krampus. A wooden paddle appeared in his hand. "Drop your trousers and bend over the sofa."
Harry's breath quickened, and he shook his head.
Krampus spat a stream of spells, and Harry abruptly found himself standing in front of the sofa with his hands tied to the back of it. He was now bent over and at the mercy of the merciless Krampus. Clawed hands grasped the waistband of Harry's pyjamas and yanked them down. He wasn't wearing pants, and his arse was now bared and vulnerable.
"Please don't," Harry begged, tugging frantically at his restraints.
Crack!
The paddle connected with Harry's naked backside, causing him to cry out in pain and surprise.
Crack crack!
The paddle fell twice more, smacking Harry's tender flesh hard enough to bring tears to his eyes. His erection hadn't flagged, however, and moisture leaked from the slit.
Krampus continued raining blows to Harry's arse until Harry's breath was coming in ragged, panting sobs. Harry heard the paddle fall to the floor, and he stood there, trembling and aching with arousal. He felt the creature's rough hands palm his arse cheeks.
Krampus kneaded Harry's arse, chuckling at the heat he felt from the abused flesh. "Are you going to behave yourself from now on, Harry?" he asked.
"Y-yes," Harry stammered.
"Shall I reward you for taking your punishment?"
"Please," Harry moaned, hunching his hips in restless anticipation.
Krampus parted Harry's arse cheeks and muttered a spell, leaving Harry slick and ready to take him.
Harry held his breath when he felt the hot prod of Krampus' cock against his hole. He groaned when the creature surged forward, penetrating him and causing Harry to stretch around the girth of his cock. Krampus showed no mercy here, either. He simply forced his way into Harry's body and began fucking him with short, hard strokes. Harry shamelessly pushed back, striving to take Krampus deeper. He pulled at his restraints, desperate to touch himself. Harry was convinced he could come, if only he had some stimulation on his cock.
"Touch me," Harry pleaded. He felt Krampus' gnarled hand close around his prick, and Harry whimpered in relief and thrust himself into the creature's grip. Krampus jacked Harry with the same short, quick strokes he fucked him with. In moments, Harry's body went taut, and he shouted his shame and pleasure aloud as he decorated the sofa with his come.
Harry slumped forward, resting his cheek against the back of the sofa. Krampus continued abusing his sore arse, riding Harry hard. His lusty grunts filled the air, turning to a low growl of completion as he stiffened behind Harry and spurted inside of him.
Krampus pulled out, causing Harry to wince. "Did you enjoy that, Harry?"
"No," Harry muttered.
"Shall I spank you again for lying to me?"
Harry's spent cock twitched, and his rim fluttered at the lascivious suggestion. "Untie me," he demanded in a sullen voice. The ropes that bound Harry's wrists vanished, and he stood up straight and grimaced in discomfort. Harry turned around and came face to smirking face with Draco.
"You came home early," Harry grumbled.
"Stop complaining," said Draco. "You came, too."