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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Character:
      Harry_Potter
  Additional Tags:
      Mpreg, Slash, PWP
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-08-16 Words: 1893
****** All Yours ******
by TomsLittleSister
Summary
     Harry has given himself freely.
Notes
     This is a very old PWP. Well as close to a PWP as I can get.
Hot hands trailed down my chest. I could feel an ignited fire in my veins.
Another deep thrust and my prostate was hit dead on. “FUCK!” I screamed. A sly
chuckle above me. Those hands that were making delicious trails on my chest
moved to tangle themselves in my hair holding me in place. The pace increase
and got harsher. I could feel my body coiling ready for release. The sound of
flesh slapping flesh echoed down the corridor. I knew that we could be
discovered at any second but with another hard hit to my prostate, I couldn't
care. I tried to keep the needy mewling noises as quiet as I could. But it just
felt too good. One hand left my hair and grabbed onto my cock. He started to
stroke it in time with his punishing thrusts. “Cum for me, Harry” Hearing that
sultry voice, the coil snapped, shooting seed across both our chests. I could
feel him going faster, losing rhythm. A shuddered breath by my ear and I felt
the hot splash fill me. Both of us panting as he put my legs down and slid out
of me. He rested his forehead against mine. “Your amazing, Harry.” He cast a
quick cleaning charm and accioed our clothes. Handing me my trousers he said,
“Did you need help back to the tower?” “No, I’m good thanks. Just a little
wobbly still.” He gently kissed me at first but I could feel the undeniable
burn as the kiss heated up. He pulled away from me and buttoned his shirt as he
walked away. I couldn’t help but feel slightly used as he walked away without
another word.
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“I really think that you should see Madam Pomfrey, Harry.” I leaned over the
railing as I tried to get my stomach to stop rebelling. “I’m fine Mione. Just a
little under the weather.” “Harry you haven’t been in the Great Hall in almost
two weeks that you have been sick. I wonder if you're even eating at all.” “I
go to the kitchens. Its just overwhelming in there. I’m tired of the stares.”
“Well Harry, you were with Dumbledore when he passed. . .” she said getting too
choked up to finish the sentence. I just couldn’t believe that less than two
days ago the Headmaster was still alive. I knew this was all my fault. I could
have stopped him. It didn’t have to end like that.
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“Come with me, Harry” he said behind me. Arms wound around my waist and rubbed
my stomach, moving down to my trousers. I lightly moaned as he palmed my
arousal. I nodded and he grabbed my arm and dragged me into an alcove. “You’re
going to have to be quiet.” He said silkily as he nibble my earlobe. I could do
nothing but nod. In broad daylight, I knew that I would have to be quieter than
ever. Neither of us could afford to be caught. He pushed me gently into the
wall and started a nibbling trail down my neck. His hands were busy undressing
me as swiftly as possible. I moved to undress him and he grabbed my wrists.
Pushing them above my head he paused in his movements. He moved my legs apart
and I could feel his arousal on my leg. His lips captured mine and I softly
moaned into the kiss. He took out his wand and cast a few spells at the
tapestry covering our alcove. “I can tell this is not going to be a quiet day
for you. It has been a while since I’ve heard you scream for me.’ My remaining
clothes were vanished and I gasped at the sudden cold. He watched as my body
slowly broke out in gooseflesh. His gaze was heavy as it took in my body. He
made another quick flick with his wand and my hands were tied and secured above
my head. He slowly unbuttoned his clothes, enjoying the trembling state I was
in. I was so turned on that my cock was already leaking. He softly chuckled at
the look on my face. He finally nude and with one last gesture of his wand I
felt myself empty as the cleaning and lubrication charm took effect. He took
one hand and torturously slow started to stroke my cock. The other hand moved
past my bollocks and circled my entrance. Without any warning, he pushed two
fingers and entered me. Hissing from the slow burn I pushed down harder to get
his fingers deeper. He drew in a ragged breath of his own at the feeling. He
added another finger without waiting for me to adjust. I tried to ride his
fingers. It was hard tied to the wall like I was. I felt his fingers unerringly
find the spot inside me that always made spots dance across my vision. I cried
out as he hit my prostate a few times. He removed his fingers and grabbed my
thighs. He wrapped them around his waist and lined himself with my entrance in
one motion. Giving one good hard thrust he slammed into me. The pain was
exquisite, but it felt like a piece of me was coming home. I never felt
complete unless he was inside me. He held still even though I could feel his
muscles tremble with the need to move. When the harshest part of the burn
faded, I nodded. He slowly exited watching my face the entire time. There was
nothing like the weight of his gaze. His hands held my thighs and he shoved
home again. He set a harsh rhythm that dragged against my prostate with each
thrust. I was soon crying out, screaming just like he wanted me to. I couldn’t
last at this pace. “I’m gonna, so, hgun.” I couldn't get a coherent sentence
around the feeling. He removed one hand from my thigh and wrapped it around the
base of my cock. “Not yet Harry” “I mewled my displeasure and need. My whole
body shook with the need to cum. He continued his onslaught, each thrust
seemingly deeper. He gave a low growl as I clenched around him in a small
effort to pay him back for not letting me cum. He bit down on my collar bone in
his release. Only once in a great while did I get to see him come undone before
me. He released my cock as he finished his own orgasm. Just the look in his
eyes was enough to send me over the edge with me being so close. He let my legs
down and slipped from me. He pawed through his closes on the floor and I could
feel his seed begin to drip down my leg. He waved his wand and my hands were
released. He moved his wand again and I stopped him. “Don’t, I want to feel you
inside me all day.” He moaned at the thought and conjuring a plug he met my
eyes as he slid it deep inside. “Gods, I don’t know if I’ll be able to leave
you alone for the rest of the day knowing that you have that in you. “ I knew
that this would drive him crazy. “I’ll have a hard time not touching myself all
day knowing that part of you is still inside me.” I said slowly. Growling
lowly, he ripped the plug out and bent me over. I spread my legs wide as he
grasped my cheeks. I couldn’t wait for round two.
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I couldn’t understand what was wrong with me. I took my turn with the locket
outside the tent. I needed to get away from Ron and his whinging about food. I
was no stranger to hunger but this was ridiculous. I was ravenous. Everything
sounded good even the dirt at my feet. Looking around I knew there was nothing
around to eat. So far our success at fishing was hit and miss at best. The
locket warmed against my chest and I looked down at it. It felt hot almost,
like someone’s body heat. I felt it move against my hand as if it almost was
trying to go somewhere. I looked in the direction that it was trying to go to
and saw nothing but more rocks and trees. Taking my wand I couldn’t help the
curiosity as it got the better of me. I walked in the direction the locket
pulled and found a small hole in the ground that I walked passed twice. It was
a rabbit hole. Figuring I had nothing to lose, “Accio Rabbit.” A large
jackrabbit came flying out of the hole and I shouted “Stupify” before I even
realized what it was. The rabbit fell to the ground and calming my jumping
pulse I picked it up. Guess we finally get something good to eat.
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Snapping awake I felt myself engulfed in a moist heat. A tongue swirled around
the tip of and I was again engulfed to the root. A finger move inside of me
teasingly. “Fuck you feel so good.” I said breathlessly. I could feel a smile
stretch around my cock. I put my hands on the hard shoulders that were above my
hips. Feeling a harsh suck all the way down, I was quickly brought to the edge.
A low hum pulled him over and I screamed his release down the willing throat.
“You know you’re mine now. I need to hear you say it, Harry.” I could feel
three fingers moving in and out of me. I must have missed that part. “I’m
yours. All yours.” A possessive growl came from the darkness. He was roughly
plunged into as my legs were put onto his shoulders. The pounding was brutal in
its speed and force. My legs were almost bent over my head. The angle was
almost too sharp for how hard I was fucked. The pace increased and the voice
turned gravelly over him “Say it again.” “ I’m yours!” I cried out as I came to
my release again. I wasn’t able to angle the spray and some landed on my face.
My legs were moved to a more comfortable angle as my chest and face was licked
clean of my seed.” That’s right. Your mine!”
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I was so tired. I had a hard time keeping my head up. I had to keep fighting.
After pulling Draco from the fire I was coming close to giving up. I knew I was
now at the close. I had to walk alone. I saw all the death eaters gathered.
“He’s not coming” “I’m here.” I said as I pulled off the cloak. I knew this was
it. I would finally be free. “Harry Potter.” A sinister voice said from the
crowd. “Hello Tom” I had already listened to my parent’s shades tell me they
were proud no matter what happened. I could see him smirking standing opposite
me. I shook in the night air. He slowly walked up to me and slowly caressed my
cheek. His hand moved down my neck to my chest. “Why are you wearing a glamor?”
I looked down at my waist and said “Go ahead and remove it.” He ended it and
everyone in the clearing could see my distended belly. “It’s yours” I said
softly. “Mine?” “All yours Tom.”
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