Truly Madly Deeply

Chapter Fifteen - Draco Teaches Harry A Lesson

~ Gryffindor Seventh Year Boys' Room ~

"I promise I'll be good, Draco. Really," Harry said a touch uncertainly, as if he wasn't sure if he could keep his promise. He was standing in the doorway to his own bedroom. Draco was standing by Harry's bed, looking at him expectantly.

"You know what happened last time, Harry. It's about time you learnt some control but obviously you can't do it yourself, so we need reinforcements. Come on, lie down," Draco said determinedly, knowing that for all his good intentions Harry wouldn't be able to keep his promise.

Harry sighed and looked away. It didn't appear that Draco was going to back down any time soon. Time to bring out the big guns, he thought as he looked back at Draco.

"Oh, no. That is not going to work this time. This is for your own good," Draco said, crossing his arms as he stared impassively at Harry's very best Sad Puppy Look.

Damn, Harry thought, he's not affected by it.

Draco, meanwhile, was wavering, he didn't want his Harry to be sad. No, Draco thought, be strong. This is for Harry. He'll enjoy it when we get started.

"Why?" Harry asked plaintively.

"Last week during the Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw Quidditch match. Do you remember what we were doing?" Draco asked.

"We were by the lake," Harry replied, smiling slightly at the memory.

"Yes. By the lake. And do you remember what you asked me to do?" Draco asked patiently.

"I asked you to suck me off," Harry grinned widely as he remembered that delicious feeling.

"Yes. And what did I ask you to do?"

"You asked me to keep my arms above my head."

"That's right, and did you manage to keep your arms above your head?"

"No," Harry said quietly, his smile vanishing.

"No. You didn't. That is why we are having this little lesson today."

"But handcuffs? Are they really necessary?"

"Harry, the sooner we start, the sooner it will be over," Draco said soothingly. "You do trust me, don't you?"

"Of course I trust you," Harry replied, although his expression contradicted him.

"Then prove it. Lay down on your bed," Draco commanded. He was going to teach Harry to be more selfish and less self-denying, even if it took all night, damn it.

Harry bit his lip and looked down at the bed and back up at Draco. He slowly moved away from the doorway and into the room. Draco raised his wand and pointed it at the door. He locked it and cast a soundproofing charm and a repelling charm, to keep any unwanted visitors away. Harry was about two metres from the bed. Draco swallowed a smile as he dropped his wand and moved in front of Harry.

"It will be okay, love," he whispered before kissing Harry as sweetly and gently as he knew how. He felt Harry melt against him and knew he had won.

Draco moved slowly towards the bed, pulling Harry along with him. He turned them and pushed Harry back onto the bed. Harry looked quite startled to be there, he'd been so caught up in the kiss that he hadn't realised Draco was moving them.

Draco climbed up on the bed, leaned over Harry and kissed him again. He raised Harry's right arm and snapped the handcuffs around his wrist with a satisfying click. The left arm followed and Draco pulled away to admire his handiwork. Harry looked so vulnerable and so beautiful, shackled to the bed like that, his green eyes shining apprehensively up at Draco.

Draco removed all of Harry's clothing with one spell and then took his own off, slowly, his eyes never leaving Harry's. Harry struggled futilely against the velvet-lined handcuffs. Although watching Draco strip, he wasn't so sure now that he wanted to get away.

Draco knelt on the bed between Harry's legs. He slowly ran his hands up and down Harry's thighs. Harry fought against his bonds, trying to reach Draco but to no avail. Draco moved his hands from Harry's body and waited for him to lie still.

This continued for a while until Harry came to realise that Draco would only give him the sensations he craved if he was lying still. He tried, he really did, to lie still, but whenever Draco touched him his brain shut down and he tried to reciprocate. He was getting incredibly tense from the strain of it all.

Draco sighed. This was going to take longer than he thought. He leaned up over Harry's chest, their bodies rubbing together and kissed him deeply. Draco felt Harry loosen up beneath him as he kissed and nibbled his way along Harry's jaw and down his neck. Draco latched onto one of Harry's nipples, licking and sucking it and then moved lower. Harry's moans were more frequent now and definitely getting louder.

Harry couldn't believe how good this felt but he still felt slightly guilty that Draco was doing everything and he was just lying there. So enjoy it now and take care of him later, he chided himself. Good plan, he thought decisively as he arched up to Draco's touch. He allowed himself to relax and concentrate on receiving pleasure from Draco's incredible mouth and hands.

Draco felt the change in Harry immediately and grinned triumphantly. He rewarded Harry by taking Little Harry into his mouth. Harry moaned in delight.

"Say my name," Draco commanded as he pulled back for a second.

"Ohhh Draco!" Harry whispered.

"Louder."

"Draco, Draco, DRACO!!" Harry screamed, his back arched in ecstasy as he climaxed. He fell back to the bed, panting as his orgasm ebbed away.

Draco sat up and reached for his wand. He released Harry's arms from the handcuffs but Harry didn't move. His eyes were closed and he had an expression of tranquillity on his face.

Draco smiled tenderly down at his lover. He moved up the bed to lay beside Harry, resting his head on Harry's shoulder and an arm over Harry's chest.

"I love you so much," Draco whispered, pressing a soft kiss on Harry's shoulder.

Harry's arms finally moved down to hold Draco tightly. "I love you too," he whispered back.

Chapter Fifteen - Draco Teaches Harry A Lesson