Corrupting Perfection

Chapter 4

       Draco ran his hands over the ivory expanse of Potter's unblemished back and pressed a kiss between Harry's shoulders. He ran his tongue down Harry's spine relishing in the shiver that he elicited and stopped just short of the furled pink entrance to kiss the cheeks of the arse that had haunted his dreams since third year. He heard Harry whimper when he bit down and sucked a mark on one firm cheek. "Easy Potter. Don't make me gag you." He resumed his worship and finally slipped his tongue between Harry's cheeks to circle his entrance smirking when the other man pushed back on his tongue, he wandlessly cast a binding spell and Harry's legs were bound wide open and his arms were tied behind his back. Harry was in heaven, the ropes hadn't distracted him at all, his attention was too focused on Draco's tongue. Until they heard a lusty chuckle from the doorway. "Draco mate, I keep forgetting how much you love Potter's arse. Guess this proves it." Draco released Harry quickly and threw him a blanket. "Don't you know how to knock, Blaise?" Draco asked the Italian, his grey eyes narrowed in a cold glare. "Yes but this was more fun." Harry's face was bright red at having been seen. "Hello Potter. How's life?" Blaise asked enjoying the flush on his face.

       Draco waved him away and quickly dressed, releasing Harry so he could dress as well. "I'm sorry about him Harry. As the Muggles say, we all have our crosses to bear. That arsehole happens to be mine." Harry chuckled and dressed quickly, following Draco as he walked out to the study where Blaise was reclining on the couch, looking very much like an old school pirate, in his ivory shirt and knee high riding boots. "What do you want Blaise? We were about to have fun." Draco demanded, summoning a house-elf and ordering a snack. Blaise smirked before answering. "I thought I'd drop in on my favourite person. Bother you a bit. Interrupting was a bonus." "That's all? Salazar, you are the most annoying thing." "So now I'm a thing? Bastard." "Am not, you rich Italian prick, I know who my father is." Harry laughed suddenly, enjoying their conversation immensely. "Something funny Potter?" Blaise asked with an amused smirk. "You Slytherins are amusing. That's all." Harry said, summoning his clothes and dressing, less embarrassed now. Suddenly he was forced against the wall with a smirking blonde in his face. "We amuse you, do we? Let's see how amused you are when you can't sit in you chair tomorrow." Harry swallowed nervously as Draco wandlessly removed the clothes that he had just put back on. "Bend over the bed Potter.....maybe a red arse will remind you not to laugh at your betters." That comment let Harry know that Draco wasn't serious, so as he moved to bend over the bed his body flushed with arousal.

       "How many do you think Blaise?" Draco asked, rolling up his sleeves. "Ten should do it I think." said the Italian, licking his lips in anticipation. "Would you like to help mate?" Draco asked with a smirk, knowing his answer. "But of course, my friend." Blaise said as he rolled up his sleeves as well. "You take the left, I've got the right." Smirking at each other, they both rubbed Harry's arse, letting the tension build, before both delivering a smack. They chuckled as Harry moaned, continuing to deliver blows and watching the pale arse go from pink to crimson. After delivering the final smack Blaise whistled in appreciation and grabbed the cheek he had abused. "You are one lucky fuck Drake." Draco smirked and said, "I know. Stand up and put your clothes on Harry. Why are you really here Blaise?" He watched Harry dress as Blaise answered. "I thought you ought to know that your father has petitioned for a review of his case." Harry snorted, "Does he think the Minister is stupid?" Draco grimaced and answered. "My father actually could get out of Azkaban if he tried hard enough. He's so far been pleased with how I'm handling our families affairs, but something must have been told to him or he has become dissatisfied with my performance as the head of the Malfoy family." He pulled Harry onto his lap as his spoke and wrapped his arms around him. "

       Blaise looked a little worried as he asked, "The Minister isn't going to answer his letters is he? I mean, Lucius Malfoy is a smooth talker." Harry shook his head firmly. "Kingsley can't stand Lucius Malfoy, he never trusted him. He didn't buy the line he fed everyone after the First Wizarding War. He thought Fudge was an idiot for trusting him. No offence to you Draco, but I always felt that your father was too much of a social vulture to be truly trustworthy." Draco nodded. "I agree with you actually. My father always told me that I needed to make sure that I was friends with people who could help the family image. I wasn't allowed to be friends with anyone who could make us look bad. Father didn't approve of me being friends with Blaise, becasue everyone knows his mother murdered three husbands and paid to have two others killed." Blaise snickered. "I helped her kill the last one. That was a good day." Draco rolled his eyes. "Must you be so insufferable?" Blaise flicked Draco's ear and said, "My mother is too good for any of the arseholes she marries." Draco nodded. "That's very true." Harry looked between them and smiled. "Out of curiosity, did the two of you ever date?" Draco snorted, and Blaise said, "No, the Ice Prince is too high maintenance for me." Draco punched him in the stomach and pushed him over when he doubled over. "Shut up."

      Harry laughed as Blaise grabbed Draco's ankle, causing him to fall, as a result a wrestling match ensued. It ended with Blaise sitting on Draco's back, smiling broadly. "Get off of me you fat fucker!" Draco rolled over, causing Blaise to fall. "Harry come here," Draco said holding out a hand. Harry rolled his eyes and walked to him, gasping in shock when Draco pulled him down. "Now we're all on the floor." Draco kissed Harry passionately before pulling back. Blaise pulled out his pocket watch and groaned. "I have a meeting at the club in fifteen minutes, I must take my leave. See you two on Friday night?" Harry and Draco nodded. Draco pulled Harry close to him and kissed him passionately, making Harry moan. "Shall we pick up where we left off?" Draco asked as Harry nodded, before wandlessly stripping and walking down the corridor, before he reached the door he turned to look at Draco before asking, "Coming Sir?" Draco growled and stood up moving towards him with a predatory gait. He leaned across Harry and pushed open the door. "Bed Potter. Face down, legs spread. I'm going to worship that arse. And if you're good I might be persuaded to fuck you." 

       Harry moved quickly, desperate to feel the ecstasy that he had briefly experienced earlier. He laid down on the bed and whimpered as he felt ropes twist around his wrists, binding them behind his back. He shivered as his legs were bound wide open, and a finger traced his spine. He moaned as a hand slapped down on his arse before Draco spread his cheeks wide and licked at his entrance. "You taste so good Harry." Draco moaned at the tightness on his tongue, laughing as Harry tried to find leverage to push back on his tongue. "Sir....," Harry moaned. Draco chuckled and pushed a finger inside of him, enjoying the whimper that escaped Harry. "Ready for me Harry?" Harry whimpered, "Yes Sir. Please fuck me." Draco chuckled at the desperation in his  voice. Lining his cock up to Harry's entrance and pushed in hard, moaning at the tight heat that threatened to strangle his cock. Harry whimpered slightly, Draco's cock was huge and he hadn't prepared him properly, it almost hurt but the pleasure far outweighed the pain and just when he opened his mouth to say something the pain was already gone. As Draco started thrusting he listened to the symphony of pornographic moans leaving Harry's mouth. 

       Harry moaned as he felt a familiar tightening in his stomach and he started to struggle against the feeling, not wanting to cum before he had permission. Hearing Harry moan and feeling him clench, and struggle Draco realised he was trying not to cum. "Don't cum yet Harry, not until I do." Harry moaned, "Yes Sir. Please, hurts." Draco thrust harder and smacked his hand down on Harry's arse, before cumming deep in his arse. When he felt the warm rush of Draco's cum inside him Harry could no longer hold back and came violently, his whole body shuddering with the strength of his orgasm. He must have blacked out because the next thing he knew Draco was holding him in his arms and rocking him, telling how amazing he did. "There you are. Hi." Draco said, looking and sounding uncharacteristically sweet and caring. "Hi. Did I pass out?" Draco nodded smiling at him, "You didn't even come around when I released the ropes." Harry snuggled close feeling embarrassed that he had passed out. "You're snuggly after sex," Draco said snickering. "Stop, my blush is gonna become permanent." Harry said hiding his face in his lover's chest. Before Draco respond a house elf appeared. "Mistress be's wanting you Master Draco sir. There's a letter from Master Lucius."