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[mary-re.livejournal.com]

So, I posted this at hp_slash, and lynntownsend asked if I had thought of posting this here. Well, I hadn't even heard of this comm before, so consider this my hello post.

Title: Dubious Consent
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): Imperio!smut (so, what, non-con?), unbetaed
Word count: 966

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“Imperio.”

Harry whispers, and his eyes gleam with satisfaction as Draco suddenly falls silent.

He takes in the picture of Draco standing submissively in front of him, head lowered and hands folded behind his back. The only thing that could make this better would be…

“Take off your clothes for me, Draco.”

Oh, yes.

Draco glances up, seeming to try and fight the curse for a moment, before casting his gaze downward once more. He avoids Harry’s eyes as he reaches to unbutton his shirt.

Harry frowns. That would not do.

“Look at me while you undress.”

At this Draco slowly pulls his head up, and turbulent grey eyes meet lustful green. Draco’s movements as he strips, even though his actions are not voluntary, are still full of careless grace. Each piece of clothing removed seems a deliberate tease rather than a violation of his intent.

His shirt is off, and he toes off his shoes and socks, never breaking eye contact.

Even under imperio he tries to challenge Harry, and his eyes convey his contempt for Harry’s actions. Harry gets the feeling that Draco really wants to make him regret doing this.

He almost thinks it’d be worth it, though. Consequences be damned, but he’s wanted this for a very long time, and he will enjoy it for all it’s worth, while he’s able.

While Harry had been musing, Draco had been stripping, and when Harry returns to focus all of his attention Draco is already down to his shorts, and his clothing is folded in a neat pile by the wall.

Draco’s hands settle to his waistband and hesitate.

“Stop. Just…leave them on, for now.”

Draco once again casts his head downward, and with no admonition against it stares firmly at the ground in front of his feet as his cheeks begin to flush pale red.

Harry lets his gaze settle lingeringly down Draco’s body, and he licks his lips at the colour that is steadily making its way down Draco’s chest. Nearly naked, Draco looks younger than his 16 years, almost vulnerable, and Harry hesitates for a moment.

But then Draco glances up, and the disgust and futile anger momentarily visible in his eyes hardens Harry’s resolve.

Harry doesn’t have to worry about other things hardening.

He has been aroused since the word imperio first slipped out of his lips. And, even more deliciously-he glances down to make certain- Draco seems to be trying to hide an erection as well!

“Well, well, Malfoy, not quite as upset as you would like to have me think, are you? Where did that stiffy come from, then? Do you actually fancy me, or do you just get off on being…controlled?”

Draco’s jaw tightens, but he remains silent, as Harry did not actually give him permission to speak.

“I think it’s time for you to take off your shorts, Draco.”

Draco’s eyes close as he slowly reaches down and bends to remove his last item of clothing. He folds the shorts and puts them on top of the pile of neatly folded clothing, returning to stand, pale and lean, in front of Harry. His skin occasionally catches the light from the flickers of the torches that are in sconces in the walls.

Harry let the silence build, allowing his eyes time to fill with the sight in front of him. The image of a naked, submissive Malfoy was one he wanted to be able to recall in detail.

When the silence had drawn out beyond what was comfortable for either of them, Harry spoke.

“Draco, I want you to lean against the wall and wank for me.”

Draco’s eyes fly open and rush up to meet Harry’s implacable gaze.

Harry nods slowly, reaffirming his statement, and watches in satisfaction as Draco hesitantly steps backwards.

As Draco’s back touches the wall, gooseflesh breaks out across his shoulders and arms, and he shivers slightly.

Harry’s eyes gleam.

“Now reach down and stroke yourself.”

Draco’s throat convulses, and he tilts his head back against the wall and closes his eyes. He lingeringly trails his hand upward over his thigh, taking an obscenely long amount of time to grasp himself.

His hand closes around his cock, and he arches forward a bit and leisurely begins stroking. His other hand works its way up his body, and he starts to play with his nipples, unhurriedly pinching and tugging.

Draco tilts his head back a bit more, causing his neck to make an achingly beautiful arch away from the wall. The movement pushes his whole body outwards, curving it towards Harry.

He looked remarkably wanton, bowed out from the wall, and the movements of the hand on his cock gradually begin to speed as his breathing does.

The thought suddenly crosses Harry’s mind: Draco could be thinking of anything. Anyone.

Harry doesn’t want that.

“Draco, look me.”

Draco shudders and slowly rolls his head forward, slitting heavy grey eyes to glare at Harry as he gasps and pants, writhing against the wall. His strokes increase even more at the sight of heated green eyes.

Harry holds off as long as he can, and then sibilantly whispers.

“Come for me, Draco.”

A long drawn-out groan, and Draco arches and comes. His eyes stay with Harry’s through it all, as he shudders through the after-shocks.

At last, Harry strides forward, and cups Draco’s cheek with one hand. His thumb lingers almost tenderly, grazing the soft skin under Draco’s eye, as Draco melts back into the wall in a post-orgasmic daze. Their eyes stay connected through it all.

“We’ll have to do this again sometime, but until then…”

Harry trails his other hand down Draco’s body, then reaches into his own pocket and draws out his wand. He leans in close, and whispers in Draco’s ear.

“Obliviate.”

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So? What do ya think? Not bad for my first Harry/Draco, huh.

Comments

[mary-re.livejournal.com]

Ergh. Um. *looks at date of post and ashamedly scuffs toe in dirt*

Well, I did manage to write one prequel to it, but it is in the process of a very halfhazard series of revisions, and it is very gen (all character developement, really). And I have the sequel all planned out, but never actually got around to finishing it.

I do have a few other smutty fics in my memories (http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=mary_re&keyword=My+fics+and+drabbles&filter=all), and if you're looking for hot smut I can recommend a few authors: anise_anise, marksykins, rosesanguina, nimori, and florahart are all on my friends list, and they write wonderfully.

Thank you so much for your comment; this was my first ever NC17 fic, and I am always happy to hear that someone thinks it was hot.

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