Disclaimer- Dirty belongs to Korn and HP belongs to J K Rowlings.
A/N- I wanted to do H/D smut, and I was listening to Issues the other day (I have the weirdest taste in music, because before that I was listening to my Carlos Montoya flamenco and well you get the picture…) and thought, these lyrics are great for this! And there will be another chapter… Oh yes there will be more… But not for some time, sorry and children shouldn't be reading this.
Dirty Dirty Whore…"Oh god, god Draco please-" Harry moaned. Draco smiled.
"Say it." He whispered softly, oh so softly. It was like liquid velvet, warm comforting, bleeding…
Keep knocking
No ones there
Pouring down
Near people
Harry arched back and let Draco work on his neck, god it felt so- so- it felt good and bad and horrible and wonderful and-
"Say it!" Draco growled and savagely bit Harry's neck, Harry cried out at the pain and Draco sucked up Harry's blood, it was coppery and salty and somehow primal in a way that made him heady with pleasure.
"Say it." The voice was coaxing and soft, it was dangerous and Harry felt his will weakening.
"Draco, fuck me." He breathed, and felt his soul die a little more. Draco smiled in triumph and smashed Harry back into the wall.
"God you're so weak Potter, why do you do this to yourself? You are so weak, losing control like this… but then again, you're so very tasty, why should I care?"
My head
By myself
All aloneHarry could have cried, but- but he didn't, all he wanted was to feel, to feel anything. Love held nothing for him. Sirius was fleeing for his life, to be with him meant he could die, Hermione didn't understand, Ron couldn't know, but when he was with Draco-
Stop fooling yourself Potter, you need this, you need to feel this.
"Be in me Draco, make me complete." Draco smiled and then began to tease Harry's clothes off. By now he knew just how to inflict maximum pleasure and still get pain that he craved. He smiled, Harry was crying again. He kissed his tears, licking them from the boy's face in a gesture that could almost be tender, before sucking on the bite on Harry's neck. The salt burned…
Harry felt raw fire building his gut, and he let Draco drive him onto the cold hard stone, this was the dungeons, this was where Draco ruled…
"Make me feel Draco." Harry pleaded, and Draco stopped.
"Say it Potter- say it again, and say what you are, have no fucking illusions, and be free." Harry sobbed again and Draco was suddenly jamming fingers into him, it hurt, he wasn't prepared. He yelped and the collapsed into Draco.
Ripping my head off
I hurt so bad inside
At least you can see
The world through my eyes
Draco clawed him in rage, his fingers tearing furrows in Harry's back, and then shoving him back to hard he saw stars.
"Say it, or I won't do it." Harry stared at him in horror.
"But- but- what?" Draco smiled sweetly, but his eyes held no emotion.
"Say you're a whore, a dirty little faggot, say it now Potter, you are scum, why I fuck you is honestly beyond me."
It stays the same
I just wanna live again
Sensations were distant, time was gone, all that was there was pain and-
"Please, please no-" Harry murmured, so Draco kissed him and bit his tongue, hard. Harry cried out in pain, or would have tried but Draco merely dove deeper into his mouth. God he hated this, god he loved it.
"Potter, say it." Draco breathed.
"I'm- I'm your whore Draco, your faggot, I'm a dirty little whore." Harry choked and Draco smiled sweetly.
"There, not so hard? The truth never is you little fuck." And with that Draco began tearing his own clothes off, and then he turned Harry's legs up and positioned himself. Harry felt the cold air and the cold stone beneath him and shivered, but god he wanted this, no he didn't want it. He needed it, pain was the only thing that told him he still lived…
Keep hoping
Nothing to spare
So my life
Isn't quite there"It's all about this Harry, your worthlessness, your inability to cope, everything about you is gone, you are mine, and have no other purpose." Harry shuddered, and sighed as Draco fill him.
Feel like a whore
A dirty whore
Such a whore
Dirty
It hurt, but if didn't it would be reality would it? Reality was pain, it was all so wrong and distraught, it was pain and death and suffering, that was life, and so Harry was living.
"What do you want Potter?" Draco whispered huskily, no matter how much he fooled himself, he knew Potter let him dominate him, but he didn't know the depths of Harry's depravity. His body was white alabaster, and shoved against the healthy almost tan of Harry's body it seemed odd, but god Potter was hot-
Literally, he burned, and it was tight and- Draco thrummed with pleasure and slammed in roughly.
My head
By myself
All alone
The room was quiet except for the hurried breathing of the two boy, the smell of sweat and sex and blood was everywhere and it was horrible, except to Harry, it smelled like the elixir of life, and to him it was.
Ripping my head off
I hurt so bad inside
I wish you could see
The world through in my eyes
He could tell that release was near, on two levels, so very close, and yet the last…
It stays the same
I just wanna live again
He only wanted to live, to be real, but he couldn't, he knew that now, knew that he'd never be normal again. Death followed him everywhere, but maybe he could make it right. He could die and live at the same time, death would be the ultimate pain and the ultimate blessing, it would be the greatest paradox ever, and the greatest reward too. Draco filled him and he felt as close to content as he thought he'd ever feel.
I'll die again
I'll die again
I'll wilt again
Into you
"Draco, take me harder." Harry whispered and Draco obliged, for all his acting Harry like it when he played rough, he knew that. If only he truly knew though, Harry reflected, would he still- Who cared? It was soon to be over anyways…
You dirty little fuck
In, this time harder, Harry bit his tongue to stop from crying out.
Dirty little fuck
Again, ever harder, it was defiling, it as horrible, it was a depravity that no human should sink to, it was the corruption of a beautiful act between lovers, a demeaning of something that was the essence of humanity, perverting love into a bizarre toy of torture, an instrument of the hardest kind of pain thinkable-
You dirty little fuck
It was wonderful…
Dirty little fuck
"God Draco, take me harder." He choked out, it was all the pain could allow.
You dirty little fuck
Draco smiled and delivered, and this time Harry couldn't stop himself from crying so loud it hurt his throat.
I will take it
Soon Draco swelled with pleasure, it felt so hot so tight- Harry's ass seemed to suck the cum right out of him, Harry only felt an odd tightness, he knew that his pleasure centers were being hit, but it hurt and his mind was fucked and he felt so raw and bleeding and- right…
I hurt so bad inside
I wish you could see
The world through my eyes
Harry barked and let fly all over his stomach and Draco suddenly exploded into Harry, and Harry could feel it mingle with his pain and he was only dimly aware of the pain leaving him, and he began to cry again. Draco sighed, Harry always did this, he was sure it was some sort of guilt trip thing the boy wonder had, and normally what would happen was he would kiss Harry gently and then take the boy to bed, after all he had to take care of his fuck buddy didn't he?
It stays the same
I just wanna live again
Harry smiled through his tears then, and Draco suddenly looked unsure.
"You're a fool Draco, oh dear Draco." Harry's voice was high pitched and had a cackling quality. "You have it all so-" He snagged Draco's face and brought it close to his, and his emerald eyes burned with the oddest quality, one that seemed to make Draco dizzy and sick at the same time "-very wrong." Draco stared at him in fear for a second.
"Pain is how I live my poor deluded boy, don't fret, your flesh tastes so sweet in me, pain is how we survive, pain defines me, you define me." There was an odd quality to Harry's voice now, one of fanaticism, one of pure deep lust and need, one of desolation and-
"You are a fool, but tell me Draco, will you feel me this?" Harry smiled. "See my demons-" And Draco stood paralyzed as Harry grabbed his wand, and then spoke a couple words, before shoving it through his heart. Blood, blood everywhere- Harry smiled and thought his last thought before darkness overwhelmed him.
God I'm so dirty it burns…TBC…