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The Forbidden Forest loomed dark and menacing, its air thick with the scent of damp earth, pine, and the raw, electric musk of arousal. Moonlight pierced the tangled canopy, casting jagged shadows across the uneven ground, where gnarled roots twisted like veins.
In a small clearing, Draco was pinned against a rough-barked tree, his body trembling with pathetic, desperate need.
His usual school uniform was replaced by a slutty, strappy black tank top borrowed from Pansy, its thin, lacy straps slipping off his shoulders, barely clinging to his flushed, pale skin. Sheer, lacy panties hugged his hips, soaked through with his arousal, the damp fabric clinging to his cunt, outlining his throbbing folds. His grey eyes were flooded with tears, his face a mess of snot and desperation as he pressed against the tree, his hands clawing at the bark, splinters biting into his palms. The open forest carried the constant threat of discovery, no silencing charm, no safety, just the raw peril of exposure.
Harry stood behind him, his green eyes glinting with a vicious, unrelenting cruelty behind his glasses. His dark hair was mussed, his Gryffindor uniform intact but rumpled, trousers tight with his arousal, the contrast between his clothed, commanding figure and Draco’s near-naked vulnerability amplifying the brutal power imbalance.
His hands gripped Draco’s hips with punishing force, nails digging into flesh, his lips curled into a sadistic sneer as he savored Draco’s tear-streaked, broken submission. There were no safewords, no escape and Harry intended to grind him into nothing.
He held a small, wand-shaped magical toy in one hand, its tip glowing with a faint, pulsing light, charmed to vibrate with an intensity that could unravel anyone.
“You’re a fucking pathetic mess, Malfoy,” Harry snarled, his voice a low, venomous hiss, his eyes gleaming with cruel delight at Draco’s tears. He pressed the toy against Draco’s cunt through the soaked lace of his panties, the vibrations surging through his clit, a relentless, electric buzz that made Draco’s body jerk, his scream echoing through the forest. “Look at those slutty tits scraping the bark, you desperate little whore.” The rough bark caught on Draco’s nipples through the thin tank top, scraping them raw, sending jolts of pain through his chest as he pressed against the tree.
Draco’s sob was raw, his body convulsing as the magical toy pulsed against his clit, the vibrations searing, amplified by the soaked lace, tugging at his sensitive folds. “Harry!” he wailed, his voice breaking, pathetic and frantic, his hands clawing at the bark, splinters digging into his skin. His cunt throbbed, leaking through the panties, the vibrations pushing him toward the edge with brutal force. His tears streamed down his face, his chest burning as his nipples scraped against the rough bark, the pain blending with the overwhelming pleasure.
Harry’s sneer widened, his hand yanking Draco’s hair, pulling his head back so hard his neck strained, forcing a choked sob from his throat. “Cry louder, you filthy cunt,” he growled, his voice dripping with malice, his eyes drinking in Draco’s tears with sadistic hunger. He turned up the toy’s intensity, the vibrations now a merciless assault, buzzing against Draco’s clit, sending electric shocks through his folds. “You’re nothing but a hole.” He pressed the toy harder, the lace catching on Draco’s clit, tugging at his folds, the vibrations driving him into a frenzy.
Draco’s scream was desperate, his hips bucking against the toy, the bark scraping his nipples raw, blood beading on his chest as he sobbed, his body shaking uncontrollably. The magical vibrations pulsed through his cunt, pushing him over the edge, his orgasm crashing through him with violent force, his cunt clenching, soaking the lace further, his tears falling onto the tree. His hands gripped the bark, splinters embedding deeper, his voice a pathetic wail as he convulsed, the toy relentless, overstimulation making his sobs louder, more broken.
Harry didn’t stop, keeping the toy pressed against Draco’s clit, the vibrations cruelly unrelenting, forcing another wave of pleasure through him. “You think you’re done, you pathetic slut?” he snarled, tossing the toy aside and shoving Draco’s panties down, exposing his dripping, oversensitive cunt. He poured a stream of lube from a vial, the shimmering liquid tingling as it coated Draco’s folds, amplifying every sensation with a pulsing, electric warmth. “You’re mine,” he hissed, his hand slapping Draco’s arse, the sting sharp against his flushed skin.
Draco’s sob was a broken whimper, his body trembling as he clung to the tree, his chest raw, nipples bleeding from the bark. “Just the tip, Harry,” he begged, his voice a pathetic, tear-choked plea, his silver eyes pleading as he looked back, tears streaming. “I can’t take more, please.” His cunt throbbed, the lube making every touch unbearable, his body shaking with overstimulation.
Harry’s laugh was vicious, his hand fisting in Draco’s hair, yanking harder, making him cry out. “You don’t get to beg. You're worthless,” he spat, his voice cruel, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. He freed his cock from his trousers, slick with the magical lube, and thrust forward, ignoring Draco’s plea, burying himself fully in Draco’s tight, dripping pussy in one brutal motion.
Draco’s scream echoed through the forest, his body jerking against the tree, his chest and nipples scraping raw against the bark, the pain searing as Harry’s cock stretched him open. “No!” he sobbed, his voice raw, his cunt clenching around Harry’s length, the magical lube amplifying every sensation, making the intrusion overwhelming, electric. His tears soaked the bark, his hands clawing at the tree, splinters digging deeper as he tried to brace himself.
Harry’s thrusts were merciless, his hips slamming into Draco’s, each movement driving him harder against the tree, his nipples burning, blood mixing with sweat. “You’re my breeding bitch,” he snarled, his voice a vicious chant, his hand slapping Draco’s arse again, the sting pushing him deeper into his crying mess. “Gonna fill this cunt with my cum, make you swell with it.” His eyes locked on Draco’s tear-streaked face, his cock throbbing at the sight of Draco’s pathetic, broken state, the forest amplifying every sob, every wet sound of lube and flesh.
Draco’s sobs were frantic, his body rocking with each brutal thrust, his cunt clenching around Harry’s cock, the magical lube sending electric pulses through him. “Don’t come inside,” he pleaded, his voice a broken wail, his hands scraping the bark, his chest raw and bleeding. His tears fell in a steady stream, his silver eyes glassy with desperation, his body pliant under Harry’s cruel dominance.
Harry’s thrusts grew faster, harder, the tree creaking as Draco’s body was pressed against it, his chest a mess of blood and sweat. “I’ll do what I fucking want,” he growled, his voice devoid of mercy, his hand yanking Draco’s hair, forcing his head back. “This pussy’s mine.” He spilled inside Draco, the hot rush of cum flooding his cunt, a possessive, primal mark that made Draco’s body shudder, a second, weaker orgasm rippling through him as he sobbed, his hands clutching the tree, his tears soaking the ground.
Harry pulled out, leaving Draco trembling, his cunt leaking with cum and lube, his lacy panties tangled around his thighs, the strappy tank top torn and bloodied. He stepped back, his eyes cold as he watched Draco collapse to the forest floor, a crying, pathetic mess, his chest raw, nipples bleeding, his body shaking with sobs. “Stay there, you broken slut,” he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt, his green eyes glinting with cruel satisfaction. He turned, leaving Draco sprawled on the ground, his sobs echoing in the forest