an old friend convinced me that he was underjoyed...
Title: Sunset Strip [1/2]
Author: idontgiveafaux
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: 50.1
Prompt: 036 - Cemetery
Word Count: 1000
Summary: If one must make ends meet another must take advantage.
Warnings: (at your discretion) Sexual acts, domination, language, prostitution.
Notes: for 100quills and x-posted to idontgiveafaux and others.
“Deeper.”
The command came low and cold and I complied, taking the entire length of his shaft into my mouth and down my throat, wetting his cock and determined to bring him off as soon as possible so I could get the hell out of this cheap hotel room that stank of stale cigarettes and paid sex. He could afford a better than this. I know he could afford a better place than this because he throws a shitload of cash at me every week, orders me to undress him out of the different designer clothes he wears every week and drives off in a stunning silver convertible every week. He brings me here because he knows it cheapens me. I, Draco Malfoy, perhaps the most boastful, extravagant person at Hogwarts, kneel down every week in front of Harry Potter in a disgusting cheap hotel room and suck him off into he comes in my mouth or comes in my face.
He’s not the only one, obviously. I have to make ends meet somehow and usually go with two or three guys a night. But he’s the one that pays the most, getting me to open his wallet and count out notes while he stands there with his arms folded and watches. Sometimes he lets me count all the way to five hundred before he snatches it off me, asking me when did I become such a fool that I thought I was worth five hundred pounds for anything?
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and I looked up to see what he wanted next just in time to see the huge gob of spit leave his mouth and land on my cheek.
“I said take it deeper,” he snapped and gave me a vicious backhander across the face. It stung like fuck but I was used to it and besides - I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing tears in my eyes. The first and only time I ever did that was the first time he spotted me on the street corner and pushed me into his car. I hardly believed it was happening until we actually got back to the hotel room. He ripped off my clothes and I crawled onto the bed and got on all fours making him smirk nastily. He told me he had no intention of fucking a slut like me, didn’t trust where I’d been and the only place he’d risk putting his cock was in my mouth. The whole scene was just overwhelming and as I took him into my mouth for the first time my eyes welled up with tears and Harry through his head back and roared with harsh laughter.
He pushed his cock against my lips and I opened my mouth, allowing it to invade my throat and cut off my air supply. He even held my nose and placed his other hand on the back of my neck so I couldn’t escape and even though I was used to it I still started to struggle, pushing against his thighs trying to pull my head away but I couldn’t and it was only when he’d had enough and I was starting to see stars that he stopped pinching my nose shut. My mouth was still filled with his cock but I could breathe and I was grateful.
He started to pump at a faster rate now, grabbing my hair and using it to pull my head away from his cock before ramming it back down my throat. A couple of times he did this it made me gag which only intensified his need to come and he accelerated the pace he was going.
“Fuck! Take it you fucking whore.” He emphasised this last part by pulling my face fully into his cock and holding my head in position with both of his hands. I knew better to pull away and sure enough I felt his body spasm and he yelled loudly before I felt his sweet warm juices leak onto my tongue. I swallowed - he didn’t even have to tell me to. I knew he would make me do it anyway and I just wanted this to be over as soon as possible. His body shook with tremors and as his cock started to soften I flicked my tongue around the sensitive head. He liked it for a while before he growled angrily and pushed me away.
“You’ll be at the same spot next week,” Harry said. It was unnecessary - he knew I would be at the same spot next week because he knew I needed the money. I just nodded, watching him doing up his tie neatly in the cracked mirror and wondering how much I’d get for tonight.
He turned around. “I can’t pay you tonight. You’ll get double next week.”
I stood up angrily. “No fucking way!”
He remained composed. “Fine. Then I won’t return next week and you can use your Wednesday nights to service more of your usual clientele for your usual price.”
I bit down on my lip, quickly and silently weighing up my options, but I knew what my decision was and so did Harry as he tapped me on the cheek in a rather condescending way before exiting the room and shutting the door with a slam. I wandered over to the window and stared listlessly out of it for a while before I heard a heavy door open and saw Harry walk over to his parked car.
Angry tears came to my eyes and I wiped them away bitterly. He probably had the money in his back pocket. Or at the very least, his convertible. And if he truly didn’t it would have taken him no more than five minutes to drive to the bank to withdraw some cash. It was just another one of his mind games to show that he had superiority over me.
The car engine roared and Harry reversed out of the car park to join the main road before he sped off into the night. My gaze wandered over to the old cemetery that lay opposite the hotel and I wondered whether it was as dead in there as I felt inside. I heard loud groans coming from the next room and I stood up slowly, gathered up my few belongings and left quietly.
you can see my other fics for 100quills HERE. they are all one shots so do not have to be read in any particular order.
Title: Underjoyed [2/2]
Author: idontgiveafaux
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: 50.1
Prompt: 037 - Risk
Word Count: 1400
Summary: If one must make ends meet another must take advantage.
Warnings: (at your discretion) Sexual acts & themes, domination, language, prostitution, slight non-con themes.
Notes: for 100quills and x-posted to idontgiveafaux and others.
I pulled my cock out of Draco’s mouth and began slapping him with it. He knew better than to try and catch it in his mouth and just compliantly stayed still as I held the back of his neck with my hand, pinching his skin roughly and slapping him against the cheek with my cock.
“On the bed.”
He looked puzzled for a second and it was a long enough delay to grab a handful of his hair and yank him backwards across the floor making him cry out in pain, his hands reaching up to mine, trying to prise them away.
“When I tell you to do something,” I snarled before pulling him up - still by the hair - and throwing him onto the bed. “I expect you to do it.”
I knew the reason for the slight hesitation. He thought I had no intention of fucking a slut like him, he thought I didn’t trust where he’d been and the only place I’d risk putting my cock was in his mouth. He thought wrong. Splitting Draco’s mouth open had been fun, it was still fun but there was still a long way to go before his debasement was complete. I wanted him crying, I wanted him to hate himself and I wanted him to tell me that he didn’t want me in him before I fucked him into silent submission.
“On your front.”
He tentatively complied and I crawled on top of him, pushing his face into the dirty pillow, holding his head in place and enjoyed his muffled screams and his body bucking under mine. I stayed on top of him until he stopped moving and when I was sure that he knew it was coming whether he liked it or not I removed my hand from the back of his neck and allowed him up for air.
“Suck.”
I felt Draco’s tongue lap half-heartedly against the fingers I had stuck in front of his mouth . “Your spit is your lube so I’d suck harder than that if I were you,” I said and a smile couldn’t help creeping onto my face as my fingers slid easily into his mouth, Draco wetting them urgently to make this as easy as he could.
“Of course if I were you,” I continued, “then I think I’d have thought about ending it a long time ago.” I removed my fingers from his mouth and when I heard a sniffled sob and saw Draco bury his head back into the pillow I knew I’d got him and shoved my index finger up his hole. I reached under Draco with my other hand and roughly twisted a nipple which made him tense up, his sphincter tightening around my finger. I pulled his nipples this way and that and pinched his skin with my nails so that he was still tensed before brutally shoving another finger up his hole with no concern for the damage I was causing. I heard faint muffled moans from the pillow and wasn’t sure whether he was enjoying the finger fucking or not. Just to make sure he wasn’t I added a third and began shoving them deep inside him before pulling them out to the tips and then ramming them back up again. Finally I removed them and positioned the head of my rock hard cock against his puckering hole. I let a gob of spit leave my mouth and land on it.
“I want you to tell me about your first trick.”
Draco let out a bitter sob and I used the opportunity to slam the entire length of my cock up his hole. He screamed a violent scream and arched his back in pain. I grabbed him by the throat and squeezed hard, pulling his head back to meet mine.
“Tell me about your first trick,” I repeated. I wasn’t fucking him yet, my cock was just buried inside of him and I wrapped my fingers around his throat tighter whenever I wanted his hole to tense up and accommodate my cock with a tighter fit.
Draco sniffed. “H-He was middle aged.”
“And?”
“And married.”
“And?”
“And…”
“Did you enjoy it?”
Draco shook his head and I saw tears cascade down his cheeks. “No.”
“Did it make you feel cheap?”
“Yes.”
“Are you enjoying this?”
He cried harder. “No.”
“Does it make you feel cheap?”
“Yes.”
I grinned knowingly. “On your back.”
He complied and I manoeuvred into position between his legs. “Hold them up,” I ordered.
Draco grabbed his ankles and held his legs up, his exposed hole waiting to be filled.
I snickered. “Flexible little fucker, aren’t you? I suppose you’re used to it though.” Before he could reply I had lined up the head of my cock and was now slowly pushing it against his paid entrance.
“Tell me about a time when a trick turned bad.”
Draco swallowed and said nothing for a moment. I knew I had him. I pushed the first couple of inches of my cock inside of him and then stopped.
“Tell me,” I snapped.
“About six months after I’d started,” Draco mumbled and then let out a small cry as I pushed another couple of inches in. “He took me to a warehouse and there were…”
He trailed off and shut his eyes, clearly not wanting to remember the memory. Tough shit for him that I had money and he was a whore. I slapped him across the cheek roughly and felt my cock twitch as he tensed around me again before he opened his eyes, letting more tears spill down his face.
“And there were three other men waiting there,” he continued. “Then… they… raped me.”
I pushed in another couple of inches. “Don’t lie to me Draco.”
“I’m not,” he cried shrilly.
“Yes you are,” I barked and lowered my face to his. He shut his eyes as I moved closer and I slapped him again. “Look at me,” I snapped and he opened his eyes and locked them with mine. “You are a liar,” I continued. “You can’t rape the willing, Draco. And I know that you are more than willing otherwise you wouldn’t hang around street corners.”
“I need money!”
“You need a good fucking, you dirty little tramp. If you’re willing to sell yourself to a stranger then you’re willing to get raped by a stranger.”
He didn’t reply to this and I shoved in the last inches until the entire length of my cock was buried deep inside of him before I started to fuck him, bringing my cock in and out of him slowly at first and then quickening the pace.
“Tell me you loved it,” I ordered, grabbing hold of his ankles and using them to hold on to as I pounded him harder with vicious thrusts. “Tell me you loved being used by those guys and you love being used by me.”
“I love it,” Draco moaned. I didn’t know whether he meant it or if he just wanted to bring me to a finish as soon as possible but I didn’t care because having Draco Malfoy underneath me, at my beck and call whenever I wanted him, coupled with the image of Draco being held down and raped by four men was enough to send me over the edge.
“Fucking take it,” I roared, filling him with a frantic force. “Take it you fucking whore!” I drove a fist deep into his gut and he yelled out in pain, while his hole clenched against my cock and squeezed it tightly as he tensed from the blow. This was all I needed and I yelled out a string of profanities as I unloaded inside of him. I stayed in him balls deep for a while and just stared into his eyes, making sure he knew what had just happened before I pulled myself out of him and got up from the bed.
I walked over to my wallet and pulled out a handful of notes. “Here,” I said, holding them up to his face before tossing them over the floor. “Is it worth it for being completely broken inside?”
Draco rolled onto his side and faced away from me. I leant against the door frame and watched him for a while until it became clear he wasn’t in the mood for talking. That was fine. Neither was I.
you can see my other fics for 100quills HERE. they are all one shots so do not have to be read in any particular order.
Author: idontgiveafaux
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: 50.1
Prompt: 036 - Cemetery
Word Count: 1000
Summary: If one must make ends meet another must take advantage.
Warnings: (at your discretion) Sexual acts, domination, language, prostitution.
Notes: for 100quills and x-posted to idontgiveafaux and others.
“Deeper.”
The command came low and cold and I complied, taking the entire length of his shaft into my mouth and down my throat, wetting his cock and determined to bring him off as soon as possible so I could get the hell out of this cheap hotel room that stank of stale cigarettes and paid sex. He could afford a better than this. I know he could afford a better place than this because he throws a shitload of cash at me every week, orders me to undress him out of the different designer clothes he wears every week and drives off in a stunning silver convertible every week. He brings me here because he knows it cheapens me. I, Draco Malfoy, perhaps the most boastful, extravagant person at Hogwarts, kneel down every week in front of Harry Potter in a disgusting cheap hotel room and suck him off into he comes in my mouth or comes in my face.
He’s not the only one, obviously. I have to make ends meet somehow and usually go with two or three guys a night. But he’s the one that pays the most, getting me to open his wallet and count out notes while he stands there with his arms folded and watches. Sometimes he lets me count all the way to five hundred before he snatches it off me, asking me when did I become such a fool that I thought I was worth five hundred pounds for anything?
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and I looked up to see what he wanted next just in time to see the huge gob of spit leave his mouth and land on my cheek.
“I said take it deeper,” he snapped and gave me a vicious backhander across the face. It stung like fuck but I was used to it and besides - I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing tears in my eyes. The first and only time I ever did that was the first time he spotted me on the street corner and pushed me into his car. I hardly believed it was happening until we actually got back to the hotel room. He ripped off my clothes and I crawled onto the bed and got on all fours making him smirk nastily. He told me he had no intention of fucking a slut like me, didn’t trust where I’d been and the only place he’d risk putting his cock was in my mouth. The whole scene was just overwhelming and as I took him into my mouth for the first time my eyes welled up with tears and Harry through his head back and roared with harsh laughter.
He pushed his cock against my lips and I opened my mouth, allowing it to invade my throat and cut off my air supply. He even held my nose and placed his other hand on the back of my neck so I couldn’t escape and even though I was used to it I still started to struggle, pushing against his thighs trying to pull my head away but I couldn’t and it was only when he’d had enough and I was starting to see stars that he stopped pinching my nose shut. My mouth was still filled with his cock but I could breathe and I was grateful.
He started to pump at a faster rate now, grabbing my hair and using it to pull my head away from his cock before ramming it back down my throat. A couple of times he did this it made me gag which only intensified his need to come and he accelerated the pace he was going.
“Fuck! Take it you fucking whore.” He emphasised this last part by pulling my face fully into his cock and holding my head in position with both of his hands. I knew better to pull away and sure enough I felt his body spasm and he yelled loudly before I felt his sweet warm juices leak onto my tongue. I swallowed - he didn’t even have to tell me to. I knew he would make me do it anyway and I just wanted this to be over as soon as possible. His body shook with tremors and as his cock started to soften I flicked my tongue around the sensitive head. He liked it for a while before he growled angrily and pushed me away.
“You’ll be at the same spot next week,” Harry said. It was unnecessary - he knew I would be at the same spot next week because he knew I needed the money. I just nodded, watching him doing up his tie neatly in the cracked mirror and wondering how much I’d get for tonight.
He turned around. “I can’t pay you tonight. You’ll get double next week.”
I stood up angrily. “No fucking way!”
He remained composed. “Fine. Then I won’t return next week and you can use your Wednesday nights to service more of your usual clientele for your usual price.”
I bit down on my lip, quickly and silently weighing up my options, but I knew what my decision was and so did Harry as he tapped me on the cheek in a rather condescending way before exiting the room and shutting the door with a slam. I wandered over to the window and stared listlessly out of it for a while before I heard a heavy door open and saw Harry walk over to his parked car.
Angry tears came to my eyes and I wiped them away bitterly. He probably had the money in his back pocket. Or at the very least, his convertible. And if he truly didn’t it would have taken him no more than five minutes to drive to the bank to withdraw some cash. It was just another one of his mind games to show that he had superiority over me.
The car engine roared and Harry reversed out of the car park to join the main road before he sped off into the night. My gaze wandered over to the old cemetery that lay opposite the hotel and I wondered whether it was as dead in there as I felt inside. I heard loud groans coming from the next room and I stood up slowly, gathered up my few belongings and left quietly.
you can see my other fics for 100quills HERE. they are all one shots so do not have to be read in any particular order.
Title: Underjoyed [2/2]
Author: idontgiveafaux
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: 50.1
Prompt: 037 - Risk
Word Count: 1400
Summary: If one must make ends meet another must take advantage.
Warnings: (at your discretion) Sexual acts & themes, domination, language, prostitution, slight non-con themes.
Notes: for 100quills and x-posted to idontgiveafaux and others.
I pulled my cock out of Draco’s mouth and began slapping him with it. He knew better than to try and catch it in his mouth and just compliantly stayed still as I held the back of his neck with my hand, pinching his skin roughly and slapping him against the cheek with my cock.
“On the bed.”
He looked puzzled for a second and it was a long enough delay to grab a handful of his hair and yank him backwards across the floor making him cry out in pain, his hands reaching up to mine, trying to prise them away.
“When I tell you to do something,” I snarled before pulling him up - still by the hair - and throwing him onto the bed. “I expect you to do it.”
I knew the reason for the slight hesitation. He thought I had no intention of fucking a slut like him, he thought I didn’t trust where he’d been and the only place I’d risk putting my cock was in his mouth. He thought wrong. Splitting Draco’s mouth open had been fun, it was still fun but there was still a long way to go before his debasement was complete. I wanted him crying, I wanted him to hate himself and I wanted him to tell me that he didn’t want me in him before I fucked him into silent submission.
“On your front.”
He tentatively complied and I crawled on top of him, pushing his face into the dirty pillow, holding his head in place and enjoyed his muffled screams and his body bucking under mine. I stayed on top of him until he stopped moving and when I was sure that he knew it was coming whether he liked it or not I removed my hand from the back of his neck and allowed him up for air.
“Suck.”
I felt Draco’s tongue lap half-heartedly against the fingers I had stuck in front of his mouth . “Your spit is your lube so I’d suck harder than that if I were you,” I said and a smile couldn’t help creeping onto my face as my fingers slid easily into his mouth, Draco wetting them urgently to make this as easy as he could.
“Of course if I were you,” I continued, “then I think I’d have thought about ending it a long time ago.” I removed my fingers from his mouth and when I heard a sniffled sob and saw Draco bury his head back into the pillow I knew I’d got him and shoved my index finger up his hole. I reached under Draco with my other hand and roughly twisted a nipple which made him tense up, his sphincter tightening around my finger. I pulled his nipples this way and that and pinched his skin with my nails so that he was still tensed before brutally shoving another finger up his hole with no concern for the damage I was causing. I heard faint muffled moans from the pillow and wasn’t sure whether he was enjoying the finger fucking or not. Just to make sure he wasn’t I added a third and began shoving them deep inside him before pulling them out to the tips and then ramming them back up again. Finally I removed them and positioned the head of my rock hard cock against his puckering hole. I let a gob of spit leave my mouth and land on it.
“I want you to tell me about your first trick.”
Draco let out a bitter sob and I used the opportunity to slam the entire length of my cock up his hole. He screamed a violent scream and arched his back in pain. I grabbed him by the throat and squeezed hard, pulling his head back to meet mine.
“Tell me about your first trick,” I repeated. I wasn’t fucking him yet, my cock was just buried inside of him and I wrapped my fingers around his throat tighter whenever I wanted his hole to tense up and accommodate my cock with a tighter fit.
Draco sniffed. “H-He was middle aged.”
“And?”
“And married.”
“And?”
“And…”
“Did you enjoy it?”
Draco shook his head and I saw tears cascade down his cheeks. “No.”
“Did it make you feel cheap?”
“Yes.”
“Are you enjoying this?”
He cried harder. “No.”
“Does it make you feel cheap?”
“Yes.”
I grinned knowingly. “On your back.”
He complied and I manoeuvred into position between his legs. “Hold them up,” I ordered.
Draco grabbed his ankles and held his legs up, his exposed hole waiting to be filled.
I snickered. “Flexible little fucker, aren’t you? I suppose you’re used to it though.” Before he could reply I had lined up the head of my cock and was now slowly pushing it against his paid entrance.
“Tell me about a time when a trick turned bad.”
Draco swallowed and said nothing for a moment. I knew I had him. I pushed the first couple of inches of my cock inside of him and then stopped.
“Tell me,” I snapped.
“About six months after I’d started,” Draco mumbled and then let out a small cry as I pushed another couple of inches in. “He took me to a warehouse and there were…”
He trailed off and shut his eyes, clearly not wanting to remember the memory. Tough shit for him that I had money and he was a whore. I slapped him across the cheek roughly and felt my cock twitch as he tensed around me again before he opened his eyes, letting more tears spill down his face.
“And there were three other men waiting there,” he continued. “Then… they… raped me.”
I pushed in another couple of inches. “Don’t lie to me Draco.”
“I’m not,” he cried shrilly.
“Yes you are,” I barked and lowered my face to his. He shut his eyes as I moved closer and I slapped him again. “Look at me,” I snapped and he opened his eyes and locked them with mine. “You are a liar,” I continued. “You can’t rape the willing, Draco. And I know that you are more than willing otherwise you wouldn’t hang around street corners.”
“I need money!”
“You need a good fucking, you dirty little tramp. If you’re willing to sell yourself to a stranger then you’re willing to get raped by a stranger.”
He didn’t reply to this and I shoved in the last inches until the entire length of my cock was buried deep inside of him before I started to fuck him, bringing my cock in and out of him slowly at first and then quickening the pace.
“Tell me you loved it,” I ordered, grabbing hold of his ankles and using them to hold on to as I pounded him harder with vicious thrusts. “Tell me you loved being used by those guys and you love being used by me.”
“I love it,” Draco moaned. I didn’t know whether he meant it or if he just wanted to bring me to a finish as soon as possible but I didn’t care because having Draco Malfoy underneath me, at my beck and call whenever I wanted him, coupled with the image of Draco being held down and raped by four men was enough to send me over the edge.
“Fucking take it,” I roared, filling him with a frantic force. “Take it you fucking whore!” I drove a fist deep into his gut and he yelled out in pain, while his hole clenched against my cock and squeezed it tightly as he tensed from the blow. This was all I needed and I yelled out a string of profanities as I unloaded inside of him. I stayed in him balls deep for a while and just stared into his eyes, making sure he knew what had just happened before I pulled myself out of him and got up from the bed.
I walked over to my wallet and pulled out a handful of notes. “Here,” I said, holding them up to his face before tossing them over the floor. “Is it worth it for being completely broken inside?”
Draco rolled onto his side and faced away from me. I leant against the door frame and watched him for a while until it became clear he wasn’t in the mood for talking. That was fine. Neither was I.
you can see my other fics for 100quills HERE. they are all one shots so do not have to be read in any particular order.