Belated Birthday gift; Bring Back the Porn Challenge 2010
Title: Harry's Whore
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, bondage, spanking (characters are of age)
Word count: 1170
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit. AUTHOR IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR UNDERAGE READERS. Mind the rating and the warnings.
Written for:
♥ Terribly belated birthday gift for hazelwolf, who asked for dirty, kinky, smutty sex with dom!Harry.
♥ Bring Back the Porn Challenge on InsaneJournal
Summary: Only Harry would dare to take Draco in hand.
Draco shivered, although he didn't complain as Harry gripped the ring at the front of his collar and fastened it to the larger ring set in the floor. Draco's hands were flat on the floor near his face, but not for long.
"Reach for your ankles," came the mild command from behind him.
Draco suppressed a whimper and stretched his arms back as far as he could reach. Harry used short chains to attach the cuffs on Draco's wrists to the cuffs wrapped around his ankles. He then stood back to survey his handiwork. Draco was kneeling on the floor, head down and arse up, legs spread wide and hands restrained.
"Perfect," Harry breathed. "Now then," he said in a stern voice. "You've been a bad boy, haven't you?"
"Yes," Draco whimpered, squirming in his restraints.
"What did you do?" Harry pressed.
Draco swallowed. "I played with my cock when you told me not to."
Harry had instructed Draco to wait for him, but Draco had been unable to resist stroking his aching prick. Harry had caught him in the act, and Draco was about to pay for his disobedience.
"You must be punished, you realize," Harry said. His voice was all the more chilling for its lack of emotion. Harry crouched and reached between Draco's legs. He snapped a ring around the base of Draco's cock.
Draco hated that ring, but he bit his lip and kept quiet.
Next, Harry lubricated a large dildo, one that had a flat base, and pressed it to Draco's arsehole. "Relax," crooned Harry.
Draco focused on easing his muscles, and he groaned when Harry pushed the thick toy inside of him. Harry only partially inserted the dildo, then rocked back on his heels to admire the picture Draco made with his rim stretched tight around the girth of the rubber shaft.
"You're beautiful like this," Harry commented, smoothing one hand over Draco's bum.
Draco was pleased at Harry's praise, but he'd rather skip the punishment that was due him. "Fuck me, Harry. I need you," he implored.
Harry tsked at him. "Now Draco, you know there's still the matter of your punishment to get out of the way first," he said. "If you take your punishment like a good boy, I'll reward you by fucking your pretty arse." Harry rose to his feet and cracked his knuckles. "Would you prefer the crop or the paddle?" he asked. The question was couched as casually as if he'd just offered Draco a choice between red wine or white.
Draco winced at the mention of the crop. "The paddle, please," he managed from a throat gone dry with trepidation.
Harry sifted through the box by his feet and drew forth a long wooden paddle with a handle at one end. He stepped up behind Draco and eyed Draco's pale, unblemished arse. "Your skin is so perfect," he husked, caressing Draco's bum. "It's a shame I have to mar it like this, but you've been so very bad."
"I'm sorry, Harry," babbled Draco, hoping to avoid a painful spanking.
"I know you are, love, but it's too late for apologies," Harry replied. "You disobeyed me, and now you must be punished."
Draco didn't bother to beg any more; he recognized that implacable determination in Harry's voice.
Harry drew the paddle back and swung it forward. The polished wood connected with Draco's left arse cheek with a resounding crack. Draco yelped in reaction. Harry landed a second blow to Draco's right cheek, leaving a matched set of reddened marks on the pale skin. Harry took a breath and swung the paddle again. He struck the flat end of the dildo and drove it a couple inches further into Draco's hole.
Draco squealed out loud. Although Harry hadn't struck the toy with much force, Draco hadn't been prepared to have it rammed deeper inside of him like that. While Draco was still processing the sensation, Harry resumed spanking him with the paddle. Occasionally, Harry tapped the end of the dildo until it was fully embedded in Draco's clenching hole. Draco's cock remained hard, and it throbbed with painful urgency each time the paddle struck his arse.
Harry varied the speed, force and location of the blows, giving Draco no chance to brace himself. Draco cried out on each stinging blow, and tears leaked from his eyes. Harry paused to catch his breath and admire Draco's reddened arse. He laid a palm on the abused flesh, feeling the heat radiating from Draco's skin.
"Have you had enough, love?" asked Harry.
"Y-yes," Draco hiccuped.
"You were very brave," Harry told him. "Are you ready for your reward?" Rather than wait for an answer, he reached between Draco's legs to find him hard. "I daresay you enjoy a good spanking, Draco," Harry observed. He removed the cock ring, and Draco groaned in relief. Harry took his time removing the dildo. He gripped the end and withdrew it a few inches before giving the toy a twist and pushing it in again.
Draco sucked in a shuddering breath, and his hips undulated. "Harry, please," he whined.
"Would you rather be filled with something else?" teased Harry. "Do you want me to fill your hole with my cock instead?"
"Yes!" gasped Draco, quivering as Harry continued fucking him with the toy.
Harry withdrew the dildo completely and unzipped his trousers and withdrew his turgid cock. He plunged into Draco's slick, dilated hole and began thrusting immediately.
Draco sobbed in pleasure, bucking under Harry as best he could in his restraints. Draco couldn't touch his cock, and Harry didn't seem inclined to lend him a hand. However, Draco was hurtling rapidly to the apex of pleasure without the additional stimulation.
Draco's arse was hot, inside and out, and Harry rode him ruthlessly. Draco was lapping it up, the slut, writhing on Harry's cock and keening like a well-paid whore. "Are you going to come for me, Draco?" Harry rumbled. "Will you come like this, no hand on your prick, just me fucking you like the needy little cock-slut you are?"
Draco's moans turned to passionate wails as Harry pounded his abused arse and called him filthy names. Draco had never been filthy before Harry stripped away his layers and exposed him for the shameless whore he was. Draco's previous lovers had been afraid to be rough with him, to punish and break him and give him what he needed. Only Harry dared to take Draco in hand, and Draco loved him for it. He was Harry's whore.
Harry drew one hand back and gave Draco an open-handed slap on the arse. "Come for me," he snarled.
And Draco did.
Harry's Whore 2
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, bondage, spanking (characters are of age)
Word count: 1170
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit. AUTHOR IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR UNDERAGE READERS. Mind the rating and the warnings.
Written for:
♥ Terribly belated birthday gift for hazelwolf, who asked for dirty, kinky, smutty sex with dom!Harry.
♥ Bring Back the Porn Challenge on InsaneJournal
Summary: Only Harry would dare to take Draco in hand.
Draco shivered, although he didn't complain as Harry gripped the ring at the front of his collar and fastened it to the larger ring set in the floor. Draco's hands were flat on the floor near his face, but not for long.
"Reach for your ankles," came the mild command from behind him.
Draco suppressed a whimper and stretched his arms back as far as he could reach. Harry used short chains to attach the cuffs on Draco's wrists to the cuffs wrapped around his ankles. He then stood back to survey his handiwork. Draco was kneeling on the floor, head down and arse up, legs spread wide and hands restrained.
"Perfect," Harry breathed. "Now then," he said in a stern voice. "You've been a bad boy, haven't you?"
"Yes," Draco whimpered, squirming in his restraints.
"What did you do?" Harry pressed.
Draco swallowed. "I played with my cock when you told me not to."
Harry had instructed Draco to wait for him, but Draco had been unable to resist stroking his aching prick. Harry had caught him in the act, and Draco was about to pay for his disobedience.
"You must be punished, you realize," Harry said. His voice was all the more chilling for its lack of emotion. Harry crouched and reached between Draco's legs. He snapped a ring around the base of Draco's cock.
Draco hated that ring, but he bit his lip and kept quiet.
Next, Harry lubricated a large dildo, one that had a flat base, and pressed it to Draco's arsehole. "Relax," crooned Harry.
Draco focused on easing his muscles, and he groaned when Harry pushed the thick toy inside of him. Harry only partially inserted the dildo, then rocked back on his heels to admire the picture Draco made with his rim stretched tight around the girth of the rubber shaft.
"You're beautiful like this," Harry commented, smoothing one hand over Draco's bum.
Draco was pleased at Harry's praise, but he'd rather skip the punishment that was due him. "Fuck me, Harry. I need you," he implored.
Harry tsked at him. "Now Draco, you know there's still the matter of your punishment to get out of the way first," he said. "If you take your punishment like a good boy, I'll reward you by fucking your pretty arse." Harry rose to his feet and cracked his knuckles. "Would you prefer the crop or the paddle?" he asked. The question was couched as casually as if he'd just offered Draco a choice between red wine or white.
Draco winced at the mention of the crop. "The paddle, please," he managed from a throat gone dry with trepidation.
Harry sifted through the box by his feet and drew forth a long wooden paddle with a handle at one end. He stepped up behind Draco and eyed Draco's pale, unblemished arse. "Your skin is so perfect," he husked, caressing Draco's bum. "It's a shame I have to mar it like this, but you've been so very bad."
"I'm sorry, Harry," babbled Draco, hoping to avoid a painful spanking.
"I know you are, love, but it's too late for apologies," Harry replied. "You disobeyed me, and now you must be punished."
Draco didn't bother to beg any more; he recognized that implacable determination in Harry's voice.
Harry drew the paddle back and swung it forward. The polished wood connected with Draco's left arse cheek with a resounding crack. Draco yelped in reaction. Harry landed a second blow to Draco's right cheek, leaving a matched set of reddened marks on the pale skin. Harry took a breath and swung the paddle again. He struck the flat end of the dildo and drove it a couple inches further into Draco's hole.
Draco squealed out loud. Although Harry hadn't struck the toy with much force, Draco hadn't been prepared to have it rammed deeper inside of him like that. While Draco was still processing the sensation, Harry resumed spanking him with the paddle. Occasionally, Harry tapped the end of the dildo until it was fully embedded in Draco's clenching hole. Draco's cock remained hard, and it throbbed with painful urgency each time the paddle struck his arse.
Harry varied the speed, force and location of the blows, giving Draco no chance to brace himself. Draco cried out on each stinging blow, and tears leaked from his eyes. Harry paused to catch his breath and admire Draco's reddened arse. He laid a palm on the abused flesh, feeling the heat radiating from Draco's skin.
"Have you had enough, love?" asked Harry.
"Y-yes," Draco hiccuped.
"You were very brave," Harry told him. "Are you ready for your reward?" Rather than wait for an answer, he reached between Draco's legs to find him hard. "I daresay you enjoy a good spanking, Draco," Harry observed. He removed the cock ring, and Draco groaned in relief. Harry took his time removing the dildo. He gripped the end and withdrew it a few inches before giving the toy a twist and pushing it in again.
Draco sucked in a shuddering breath, and his hips undulated. "Harry, please," he whined.
"Would you rather be filled with something else?" teased Harry. "Do you want me to fill your hole with my cock instead?"
"Yes!" gasped Draco, quivering as Harry continued fucking him with the toy.
Harry withdrew the dildo completely and unzipped his trousers and withdrew his turgid cock. He plunged into Draco's slick, dilated hole and began thrusting immediately.
Draco sobbed in pleasure, bucking under Harry as best he could in his restraints. Draco couldn't touch his cock, and Harry didn't seem inclined to lend him a hand. However, Draco was hurtling rapidly to the apex of pleasure without the additional stimulation.
Draco's arse was hot, inside and out, and Harry rode him ruthlessly. Draco was lapping it up, the slut, writhing on Harry's cock and keening like a well-paid whore. "Are you going to come for me, Draco?" Harry rumbled. "Will you come like this, no hand on your prick, just me fucking you like the needy little cock-slut you are?"
Draco's moans turned to passionate wails as Harry pounded his abused arse and called him filthy names. Draco had never been filthy before Harry stripped away his layers and exposed him for the shameless whore he was. Draco's previous lovers had been afraid to be rough with him, to punish and break him and give him what he needed. Only Harry dared to take Draco in hand, and Draco loved him for it. He was Harry's whore.
Harry drew one hand back and gave Draco an open-handed slap on the arse. "Come for me," he snarled.
And Draco did.
Harry's Whore 2