Fic: Draco's Toy 2/?
Title: Draco's Toy Part Two
Author: Dennis aka DennSedai
Fandom(s): Buffy The Vampire Slayer/Harry Potter
Rating: FRM
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Graham Miller
Disclaimer: The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc. The characters from Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowlings, etc
Warning: Dark Fic, semi-con, non-con, semi-graphic to graphic sex scenes, etc
Word Count: 2,963 Words (Per MS Word)
Snapping his fingers, Draco waited impatiently as the house elf appeared. "I need the red leather covered book, that was sitting upon my desk in my study. Bring it to me immediately."
Popping off the house elf quickly found the book and returned with it for the Master. The Master had grown quite irritable of late if even the tiniest mistake occurred.
"Very good, now make sure there is a reasonable meal prepared and delivered to our guest. Make sure he does not see you either."
Turning back to the mirror Draco enjoyed the voyeurs view as he watched his latest acquisition shower and get quickly dressed, frowning when he noticed the man looking around as if he could sense the scrying spell.
"Interesting," Draco said softly. "Very interesting. Perhaps there is just a little bit more to you than there first appeared to be Graham Miller."
Canceling the scrying spell, he turned his attention to the book in front of him, flipping through to the section on the binding potion that he'd used. Reading over it, he frowned ever so slightly. He had done each and every step perfectly, the ingredients used had been of the highest quality, so why had his toy been able to fight even in so limited of a fashion the control of the potion.
Reading on through the remainder of the instructions and the information he frowned slightly at the one passage. "That could be very interesting if it's true. Could he have been missed and not trained? I know the United States, for whatever reason doesn't have a formal ministry as such, but still..." he trailed off slowly as he considered the possibilities.
A plan slowly began to form as he considered the various resources he had access to. A simple enough matter to teach him a limited range of useful spells, if indeed he was able to use a wand. As for providing him with a wand, that was also simple enough, there were plenty of wand crafters out there, many of whom were willing to bend the rules for the right incentive. But first he would need to be sure of his toy. He'd need to ensure that he was fully bound to him and that he was absolutely loyal.
*****
Walking back out into the main part of the room that he'd been given, Graham frowned ever so slightly. The feeling of someone watching him had finally faded out, but it had felt like they were almost right there in the room with him. He'd checked discreetly and couldn't find any hidden cameras or such.
Still he recalled what his great-grandmother had told him when he'd still been little.
"If ever you feel that pricklin on the back of yer neck, best ye be sure and be careful. There are those who can see you, with ways ye can't imagine Gray...Gray eyes, gray eyes, family blessin, family curse."
He shivered as he recalled how no one else in the family had, had those gray blue eyes like she'd had and he had.
Spotting the simple meal laid out on a table, neatly waiting for him, he shook his head to clear the memory.
Taking a deep breath he considered, as he let it out the risks and benefits of eating what had been provided. On one hand it could easily enough be tampered with, but the guy who'd 'rescued' him had put a bit of effort into restoring his health. So that argued that it likely would be safe to eat. Plus he'd made it clear he had plans for him, so he wouldn't bother to kill him right off...still.
Sitting down Graham decided better to eat and regain his strength than refuse and not be able to escape when the time came.
*****
"Sit," Draco said firmly as he saw Graham start to get up when he entered the room that he'd set aside for the soldier. "I'm glad to see you're feeling a bit more recovered."
"Thanks...I think," Graham said, keeping his tone very neutral, not wanting to push just yet. "So when are you going to let me go?"
Draco laughed at that, "I thought I had already made that clear to you. I intend to keep you with me indefinitely. As I said you'll be useful to me in a number of ways Graham. For now, however just stay seated. Do not get up unless I tell you to."
Frowning slightly Graham found himself forced to obey, and decided to relax. Fighting this compulsion did wear him out, so best to save his energy for the moment.
"Now, I'm going to cast several charms upon you, they will do you absolutely no harm, but will provide me some much needed information," Draco said with a small smirk. "If they show what I expect, we'll move on from there."
Casting the first of several diagnostic charms Draco kept his expression neutral with an effort. Finally after almost a half hour, he cast the final charm a complex one that would give a definitive answer to his suspicions.
"Interesting," he said after several minutes. "You have been playing about in things better left alone, haven't you? I expect I'd find the same if I had cast that spell on the others who were with you. Messing about on a Hell mouth, a very foolish idea, especially on an active one like that."
"What are you talking about," Graham asked at last, shocked that Draco had been able to tell that. "And what did you do?"
"That was magic, my lovely little soldier boy. Diagnostic Charms to be more precise, one's that reveal information about the one they're cast on. But that's not important, at the moment. I'll see you in the morning though, so do have a good night. And remember, you won't be able to leave this room. Son don't try, as I'd hate to see you get hurt...just yet."
With that Draco turned and walked away, with new complications to consider. Once he had closed the door behind him, he gently tapped the knob of the door handle with his wand and said a soft work, causing it to sink into the door.
"Stupid, foolish child, mucking about on an active hell mouth," Draco said softly as he made his way to his potions lab. "Even my father was never that foolish or stupid. Still, you do show a fair bit of ability, besides the taint that the hell mouth left on you."
*****
Tapping his wand against the sunken doorknob, Draco spoke a soft word once more, undoing the spell he'd done last night. It was a simple release, as the spell was built into the door it's self.
"Good morning Graham," he called out as he spotted the older man doing some light exercises. "Come here, you'll need to drink this to deal with the taint that the hell mouth left on you."
Finishing off the last of his morning exercises, Graham padded softly over towards Draco. "And if I refuse?"
Draco sneered at that, "You wouldn't like the consequences. But, do push your luck and I'll let you see exactly what those consequences are."
"Fine, if you think...." Graham started to say, when he collapsed, his entire body screaming in pain as if someone had hit him with multiple taser shots.
Draco continued to sneer, and after a tiny bit released the pain. "That is what would happen. I can make the pain far worse than that, or I can focus it to a specific area, or I can do this..."
Suddenly Graham let out a groan, this time of pleasure, as he felt what felt like hands gently caressing and teasing every inch of his body, biting down on his lip he forced back another groan of pleasure as he felt like someone was gently caressing his cock and balls with the softest of touches.
"That's just a small sample of what I can do," Draco said with a smirk, as he withdrew the sensations of pleasure. "Now, I would suggest you cooperate, or you'll learn just what pain can be like. You won't die from it, though you'll wish you could. Nor will you loose your mind either."
Shakily Graham slowly got to his feet. "Bastard..."
Draco smirked as Graham bit down hard, as the sensation of his ass being beat, hit his boy. "I will remind you to be respectful. Or else, I will punish you. Now, drink the potion, and we can have breakfast after that. I know it's not the most pleasant of tastes, but that is unavoidable."
Handing over the vial to Graham's less than steady grip, he took his own seat and waited as his boy did as he was told.
"There, simple enough lesson to learn. Be polite, respectful and obedient, you'll get rewarded. Don't, and you'll be punished," Draco said with a small smile. Snapping his fingers, he kept his expression bland at Graham's eyes nearly popping out of his head as the house elf appeared. "Breakfast for the two of us. We'll both be eating here."
"Yes master, right away," the house elf said, disappearing with a pop.
"A house elf, before you ask. They're useful servants, completely obedient and reliable," Draco offered in answer to the unspoken question.
"And what are you going to do with me?"
"For now, I'm going to eat breakfast with you. After that I've a potion, I need to finish brewing. It will require three drops of your blood," Draco said shaking his head when Graham started to object. "It's simply to activate it, as it will allow me to map your family tree. I wish to verify some questions. Later after that is done, we'll discuss what training you'll need in order to serve me properly."
Graham growled slightly at that, which made Draco smirk once more.
"Do show your intelligence. The more you misbehave, the more I'll have to punish you. Believe me, I know more than you could imagine about how to inflict pain and suffering. I'd rather have you in one piece, but if I have to break you and remake you, I will. Pleasure can also be used to train a servant. So think about which you would prefer," Draco said simply. "Because I can promise you, no matter what, you will serve me. Broken and rebuilt, or willingly is your only choice."
*****
Adding the final ingredient to the potion that had been brewing since the previous night, Draco smiled. His pet was very quickly learning to obey, or be punished. They had managed to eat their breakfast in relative peace, with no further outbursts. Not that he believed the older soldier had given in that readily, he was too skilled at reading people to fall for such an obvious ruse, still it was a step in the right direction.
Just because you acted like something or some way didn't mean that was the true you, but over time with repetition it became harder to separate the act from the reality. With gentle reinforcement such as he had planned, it wouldn't be too long before he had firmly molded his toy to his will. Small steps, he said silently reminding himself not to rush events.
Watching as the potion slowly changed through a series of colors he smiled. Just perfect. Picking up his wand he spoke the words of the spell and made the fluid gestures that caused the potion to rise up and fly across the room to strike the parchment that he'd hung up in advance.
Watching as it slowly sank into the parchment, he smiled as it began to slowly shimmer. It would take several hours yet for the spell to finish settling into place, but when it was complete it would give him the answers that he needed. The man fairly pulsed with power, especially now that the hell mouth taint had been removed. It was obvious that he was untrained. But how could he have been missed, was the question.
*****
"Sit," Draco said as he entered the room housing his boy. "It will be a few hours before the potions work is complete, but for now, I have other questions that you will be answering. And you will answer me, or the pain you felt earlier will be nothing compared to if you fight with me this time."
Silently Graham sat down, while he prepared himself as best he could mentally. After all providing an answer didn't always help, especially if you only gave the most minimal of information.
"You said you belonged to a unit out of the UN. Obviously you were working on a hell mouth before then, and there are very few that are active, let alone active to the degree of taint that was left in you. So where exactly had you been serving before you came down here to South America?"
"I was in New York City, before we were shipped down here," Graham said, biting back on the rest of the information.
"And before that? Where exactly did you encounter and fight with demons the first time in the military?"
"California," Graham spat out at last, as Draco's eyes started to narrow, and he felt the first twinges of pain hit.
"Where in California?"
"Sunnydale."
Draco let out a soft hiss at that. "Bloody idiot muggles and American Military stupidity. Have you no clue how dangerous what you were doing is?"
Graham stared blankly ahead at that.
"Obviously not, or you would have answered," Draco said after a moment. "Very well, I need answers and detailed ones, so we'll do this the hard way."
Standing up Draco aimed his wand and spoke. "Incarcerous," ropes shot out binding Graham tightly to the chair. "Legimens"
Sifting through the soldiers thoughts he kept his focus tightly defined on Sunnydale and events connected to that.
After almost ten minutes, he sat down, his face pale and stomach queasy. "You bloody stupid fools. You have no idea how close you came to destroying your entire country, and possibly the continent it's on as well."
Graham stared at Draco his eyes burning with cold fury, at the violation of his mind and his memories. Forced to relive those memories as Draco examined them slowly and carefully.
"Not even the Dark Lord, would have been so stupid as you people were. Nor so arrogant," Draco said softly, shivering slightly in shock and horror at what he'd witnessed. "I should turn you over to appease the various ones you angered, but it would gain me little in return. So you're safe for now."
Graham just sat still, not letting even the tiniest bit of expression show on his face still.
"Oh yes," Draco said at last, flicking his wand. "Finite Incantum."
As the ropes that had bound him disappeared, just as suddenly as they had appeared, Graham tensed ever so slightly and relaxed again.
"Oh yes, you'd like to come after me wouldn't you pretty boy? But you know what, as fast as I'm sure you could move, I'd still be able to stop you before you could harm me. I could freeze you in place with a thought, or leave you writhing on the floor in such agony, as death would be a blessed release. So keep that firmly in your mind."
Graham just nodded once at that, refusing to respond any further than he had to. Knowing this was going to be a waiting game.
Draco considered what else was on his mind. Perhaps a change of directions was needed. "So tell me precious, have you ever been with a man?"
"No," Graham answered after a moments hesitation.
"Have you ever considered what it might be like to be with a man," Draco asked, sensing how carefully his toy had answered.
"No," Graham said softly, though his voice trembled as he answered.
"Hmmm you haven't been with a man, yet it sounds like you know something about it. But you haven't considered it," Draco said slowly drawing the words out. "Have you ever fantasized or dreamed about being with a man? Or maybe you've seen it and wanted, but were afraid to act?"
Graham bit down hard on his lip and clenched at the arms of his chair, fighting back the compulsion to answer.
Draco laughed ever so softly at that. "I see. That's answer enough to that question. Have you ever been with a woman in any way Graham?"
Once more Graham fought against the compulsion to answer, but finally shook his head no, as he felt himself being forced to answer.
"My, my, my. A complete virgin, just ready for the picking," Draco said at last. "I'll have to keep that in mind precious."
"Never," Graham said softly, his voice cold as ice.
Arching one eyebrow, Draco focused on their bond. Instead of pain, he focused on pleasure, of hands and lips, tongues and teeth, teasing, tasting, licking and more.
Graham let out a soft whimper as the sensations washed over him, forcing him to go from soft, to hard as a rock almost instantly. Shifting ever so slightly he fought to ignore the sensations, but couldn't, and instead gripped the arm of the chair even tighter.
Getting up, Draco moved closer and oh so gently let his lips ghost over Grahams, smiling as they parted beneath his, before letting his own tongue dart out to trace their gentle lines before withdrawing.
"Just a tiny taste of what awaits you my toy," Draco said, watching as Graham panted heavily, lowering the intensity of it, but still leaving the sensations to tease the soldier. "I'll see you later, until then do enjoy yourself, I know I will."
The End for Now...yep another very, very evil cliff hanger. *cackles* Hey, gotta keep it under 3,000 words and this was 2, 963 words *smirks* More tomorrow probably....hmmmm Evil Draco takes on semi-pure, sweet and relatively innocent Graham...who's going to change the most.
Author: Dennis aka DennSedai
Fandom(s): Buffy The Vampire Slayer/Harry Potter
Rating: FRM
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Graham Miller
Disclaimer: The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc. The characters from Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowlings, etc
Warning: Dark Fic, semi-con, non-con, semi-graphic to graphic sex scenes, etc
Word Count: 2,963 Words (Per MS Word)
Snapping his fingers, Draco waited impatiently as the house elf appeared. "I need the red leather covered book, that was sitting upon my desk in my study. Bring it to me immediately."
Popping off the house elf quickly found the book and returned with it for the Master. The Master had grown quite irritable of late if even the tiniest mistake occurred.
"Very good, now make sure there is a reasonable meal prepared and delivered to our guest. Make sure he does not see you either."
Turning back to the mirror Draco enjoyed the voyeurs view as he watched his latest acquisition shower and get quickly dressed, frowning when he noticed the man looking around as if he could sense the scrying spell.
"Interesting," Draco said softly. "Very interesting. Perhaps there is just a little bit more to you than there first appeared to be Graham Miller."
Canceling the scrying spell, he turned his attention to the book in front of him, flipping through to the section on the binding potion that he'd used. Reading over it, he frowned ever so slightly. He had done each and every step perfectly, the ingredients used had been of the highest quality, so why had his toy been able to fight even in so limited of a fashion the control of the potion.
Reading on through the remainder of the instructions and the information he frowned slightly at the one passage. "That could be very interesting if it's true. Could he have been missed and not trained? I know the United States, for whatever reason doesn't have a formal ministry as such, but still..." he trailed off slowly as he considered the possibilities.
A plan slowly began to form as he considered the various resources he had access to. A simple enough matter to teach him a limited range of useful spells, if indeed he was able to use a wand. As for providing him with a wand, that was also simple enough, there were plenty of wand crafters out there, many of whom were willing to bend the rules for the right incentive. But first he would need to be sure of his toy. He'd need to ensure that he was fully bound to him and that he was absolutely loyal.
*****
Walking back out into the main part of the room that he'd been given, Graham frowned ever so slightly. The feeling of someone watching him had finally faded out, but it had felt like they were almost right there in the room with him. He'd checked discreetly and couldn't find any hidden cameras or such.
Still he recalled what his great-grandmother had told him when he'd still been little.
"If ever you feel that pricklin on the back of yer neck, best ye be sure and be careful. There are those who can see you, with ways ye can't imagine Gray...Gray eyes, gray eyes, family blessin, family curse."
He shivered as he recalled how no one else in the family had, had those gray blue eyes like she'd had and he had.
Spotting the simple meal laid out on a table, neatly waiting for him, he shook his head to clear the memory.
Taking a deep breath he considered, as he let it out the risks and benefits of eating what had been provided. On one hand it could easily enough be tampered with, but the guy who'd 'rescued' him had put a bit of effort into restoring his health. So that argued that it likely would be safe to eat. Plus he'd made it clear he had plans for him, so he wouldn't bother to kill him right off...still.
Sitting down Graham decided better to eat and regain his strength than refuse and not be able to escape when the time came.
*****
"Sit," Draco said firmly as he saw Graham start to get up when he entered the room that he'd set aside for the soldier. "I'm glad to see you're feeling a bit more recovered."
"Thanks...I think," Graham said, keeping his tone very neutral, not wanting to push just yet. "So when are you going to let me go?"
Draco laughed at that, "I thought I had already made that clear to you. I intend to keep you with me indefinitely. As I said you'll be useful to me in a number of ways Graham. For now, however just stay seated. Do not get up unless I tell you to."
Frowning slightly Graham found himself forced to obey, and decided to relax. Fighting this compulsion did wear him out, so best to save his energy for the moment.
"Now, I'm going to cast several charms upon you, they will do you absolutely no harm, but will provide me some much needed information," Draco said with a small smirk. "If they show what I expect, we'll move on from there."
Casting the first of several diagnostic charms Draco kept his expression neutral with an effort. Finally after almost a half hour, he cast the final charm a complex one that would give a definitive answer to his suspicions.
"Interesting," he said after several minutes. "You have been playing about in things better left alone, haven't you? I expect I'd find the same if I had cast that spell on the others who were with you. Messing about on a Hell mouth, a very foolish idea, especially on an active one like that."
"What are you talking about," Graham asked at last, shocked that Draco had been able to tell that. "And what did you do?"
"That was magic, my lovely little soldier boy. Diagnostic Charms to be more precise, one's that reveal information about the one they're cast on. But that's not important, at the moment. I'll see you in the morning though, so do have a good night. And remember, you won't be able to leave this room. Son don't try, as I'd hate to see you get hurt...just yet."
With that Draco turned and walked away, with new complications to consider. Once he had closed the door behind him, he gently tapped the knob of the door handle with his wand and said a soft work, causing it to sink into the door.
"Stupid, foolish child, mucking about on an active hell mouth," Draco said softly as he made his way to his potions lab. "Even my father was never that foolish or stupid. Still, you do show a fair bit of ability, besides the taint that the hell mouth left on you."
*****
Tapping his wand against the sunken doorknob, Draco spoke a soft word once more, undoing the spell he'd done last night. It was a simple release, as the spell was built into the door it's self.
"Good morning Graham," he called out as he spotted the older man doing some light exercises. "Come here, you'll need to drink this to deal with the taint that the hell mouth left on you."
Finishing off the last of his morning exercises, Graham padded softly over towards Draco. "And if I refuse?"
Draco sneered at that, "You wouldn't like the consequences. But, do push your luck and I'll let you see exactly what those consequences are."
"Fine, if you think...." Graham started to say, when he collapsed, his entire body screaming in pain as if someone had hit him with multiple taser shots.
Draco continued to sneer, and after a tiny bit released the pain. "That is what would happen. I can make the pain far worse than that, or I can focus it to a specific area, or I can do this..."
Suddenly Graham let out a groan, this time of pleasure, as he felt what felt like hands gently caressing and teasing every inch of his body, biting down on his lip he forced back another groan of pleasure as he felt like someone was gently caressing his cock and balls with the softest of touches.
"That's just a small sample of what I can do," Draco said with a smirk, as he withdrew the sensations of pleasure. "Now, I would suggest you cooperate, or you'll learn just what pain can be like. You won't die from it, though you'll wish you could. Nor will you loose your mind either."
Shakily Graham slowly got to his feet. "Bastard..."
Draco smirked as Graham bit down hard, as the sensation of his ass being beat, hit his boy. "I will remind you to be respectful. Or else, I will punish you. Now, drink the potion, and we can have breakfast after that. I know it's not the most pleasant of tastes, but that is unavoidable."
Handing over the vial to Graham's less than steady grip, he took his own seat and waited as his boy did as he was told.
"There, simple enough lesson to learn. Be polite, respectful and obedient, you'll get rewarded. Don't, and you'll be punished," Draco said with a small smile. Snapping his fingers, he kept his expression bland at Graham's eyes nearly popping out of his head as the house elf appeared. "Breakfast for the two of us. We'll both be eating here."
"Yes master, right away," the house elf said, disappearing with a pop.
"A house elf, before you ask. They're useful servants, completely obedient and reliable," Draco offered in answer to the unspoken question.
"And what are you going to do with me?"
"For now, I'm going to eat breakfast with you. After that I've a potion, I need to finish brewing. It will require three drops of your blood," Draco said shaking his head when Graham started to object. "It's simply to activate it, as it will allow me to map your family tree. I wish to verify some questions. Later after that is done, we'll discuss what training you'll need in order to serve me properly."
Graham growled slightly at that, which made Draco smirk once more.
"Do show your intelligence. The more you misbehave, the more I'll have to punish you. Believe me, I know more than you could imagine about how to inflict pain and suffering. I'd rather have you in one piece, but if I have to break you and remake you, I will. Pleasure can also be used to train a servant. So think about which you would prefer," Draco said simply. "Because I can promise you, no matter what, you will serve me. Broken and rebuilt, or willingly is your only choice."
*****
Adding the final ingredient to the potion that had been brewing since the previous night, Draco smiled. His pet was very quickly learning to obey, or be punished. They had managed to eat their breakfast in relative peace, with no further outbursts. Not that he believed the older soldier had given in that readily, he was too skilled at reading people to fall for such an obvious ruse, still it was a step in the right direction.
Just because you acted like something or some way didn't mean that was the true you, but over time with repetition it became harder to separate the act from the reality. With gentle reinforcement such as he had planned, it wouldn't be too long before he had firmly molded his toy to his will. Small steps, he said silently reminding himself not to rush events.
Watching as the potion slowly changed through a series of colors he smiled. Just perfect. Picking up his wand he spoke the words of the spell and made the fluid gestures that caused the potion to rise up and fly across the room to strike the parchment that he'd hung up in advance.
Watching as it slowly sank into the parchment, he smiled as it began to slowly shimmer. It would take several hours yet for the spell to finish settling into place, but when it was complete it would give him the answers that he needed. The man fairly pulsed with power, especially now that the hell mouth taint had been removed. It was obvious that he was untrained. But how could he have been missed, was the question.
*****
"Sit," Draco said as he entered the room housing his boy. "It will be a few hours before the potions work is complete, but for now, I have other questions that you will be answering. And you will answer me, or the pain you felt earlier will be nothing compared to if you fight with me this time."
Silently Graham sat down, while he prepared himself as best he could mentally. After all providing an answer didn't always help, especially if you only gave the most minimal of information.
"You said you belonged to a unit out of the UN. Obviously you were working on a hell mouth before then, and there are very few that are active, let alone active to the degree of taint that was left in you. So where exactly had you been serving before you came down here to South America?"
"I was in New York City, before we were shipped down here," Graham said, biting back on the rest of the information.
"And before that? Where exactly did you encounter and fight with demons the first time in the military?"
"California," Graham spat out at last, as Draco's eyes started to narrow, and he felt the first twinges of pain hit.
"Where in California?"
"Sunnydale."
Draco let out a soft hiss at that. "Bloody idiot muggles and American Military stupidity. Have you no clue how dangerous what you were doing is?"
Graham stared blankly ahead at that.
"Obviously not, or you would have answered," Draco said after a moment. "Very well, I need answers and detailed ones, so we'll do this the hard way."
Standing up Draco aimed his wand and spoke. "Incarcerous," ropes shot out binding Graham tightly to the chair. "Legimens"
Sifting through the soldiers thoughts he kept his focus tightly defined on Sunnydale and events connected to that.
After almost ten minutes, he sat down, his face pale and stomach queasy. "You bloody stupid fools. You have no idea how close you came to destroying your entire country, and possibly the continent it's on as well."
Graham stared at Draco his eyes burning with cold fury, at the violation of his mind and his memories. Forced to relive those memories as Draco examined them slowly and carefully.
"Not even the Dark Lord, would have been so stupid as you people were. Nor so arrogant," Draco said softly, shivering slightly in shock and horror at what he'd witnessed. "I should turn you over to appease the various ones you angered, but it would gain me little in return. So you're safe for now."
Graham just sat still, not letting even the tiniest bit of expression show on his face still.
"Oh yes," Draco said at last, flicking his wand. "Finite Incantum."
As the ropes that had bound him disappeared, just as suddenly as they had appeared, Graham tensed ever so slightly and relaxed again.
"Oh yes, you'd like to come after me wouldn't you pretty boy? But you know what, as fast as I'm sure you could move, I'd still be able to stop you before you could harm me. I could freeze you in place with a thought, or leave you writhing on the floor in such agony, as death would be a blessed release. So keep that firmly in your mind."
Graham just nodded once at that, refusing to respond any further than he had to. Knowing this was going to be a waiting game.
Draco considered what else was on his mind. Perhaps a change of directions was needed. "So tell me precious, have you ever been with a man?"
"No," Graham answered after a moments hesitation.
"Have you ever considered what it might be like to be with a man," Draco asked, sensing how carefully his toy had answered.
"No," Graham said softly, though his voice trembled as he answered.
"Hmmm you haven't been with a man, yet it sounds like you know something about it. But you haven't considered it," Draco said slowly drawing the words out. "Have you ever fantasized or dreamed about being with a man? Or maybe you've seen it and wanted, but were afraid to act?"
Graham bit down hard on his lip and clenched at the arms of his chair, fighting back the compulsion to answer.
Draco laughed ever so softly at that. "I see. That's answer enough to that question. Have you ever been with a woman in any way Graham?"
Once more Graham fought against the compulsion to answer, but finally shook his head no, as he felt himself being forced to answer.
"My, my, my. A complete virgin, just ready for the picking," Draco said at last. "I'll have to keep that in mind precious."
"Never," Graham said softly, his voice cold as ice.
Arching one eyebrow, Draco focused on their bond. Instead of pain, he focused on pleasure, of hands and lips, tongues and teeth, teasing, tasting, licking and more.
Graham let out a soft whimper as the sensations washed over him, forcing him to go from soft, to hard as a rock almost instantly. Shifting ever so slightly he fought to ignore the sensations, but couldn't, and instead gripped the arm of the chair even tighter.
Getting up, Draco moved closer and oh so gently let his lips ghost over Grahams, smiling as they parted beneath his, before letting his own tongue dart out to trace their gentle lines before withdrawing.
"Just a tiny taste of what awaits you my toy," Draco said, watching as Graham panted heavily, lowering the intensity of it, but still leaving the sensations to tease the soldier. "I'll see you later, until then do enjoy yourself, I know I will."
The End for Now...yep another very, very evil cliff hanger. *cackles* Hey, gotta keep it under 3,000 words and this was 2, 963 words *smirks* More tomorrow probably....hmmmm Evil Draco takes on semi-pure, sweet and relatively innocent Graham...who's going to change the most.