Forbidden Obsession

2.

Harry decided that once the sexy brown haired Tom Riddle went to bed, he would give him a teasing dream that would make him harder than he ever made Harry.
Harry knew how to control the mind link that he had with the dark lord. He could send words, sentences, dreams, images, anything he wanted. He could also block his thoughts.
That's how the dark lord never found out how much Harry wanted him.
Harry decided it would be a great idea to give the dark lord a taste of what Harry could give him.
He had plans to fully make the dark lord his.
Not that Voldemort wasn't already his.
He was just going to make it public and known to Tom that he was Harry's and his alone.
If anyone touched him, they would die a painful death no matter the reason they did.
There's a muggle saying.
'The queen was crazier than he was. And god save anyone who touched the queens king.'
This applied to Harry. Too much for it to be fake.
He was a bit crazier and sometimes darker than Tom. But, only when he wanted.
He was a shadow manipulator.
Meaning, he craved death with a burning passion.
He loved it.
He needed it.
He had to have it as much as he did Tom.
He loved darkness, despair, death, sorrow, pain, torture, and all things dark, twisted, and as crazy as he was.
He was sure it would scare Tom.
But, then he saw exactly how much it would effect Tom.
He decided to send a nightmare of Harry brutally torturing a person.
From the dark lords link through his eyes, he could see the dark lord woke up with a hard on.
It wasn't even sexual.
It was just torture.
The man was sexually attracted to torture.
Harry loved it.
He loved everything about it.
He was pissed when he heard what the dark lord thought about himself for liking the dream.
Tom had thought that 'he was disgusting' and that 'no one would ever love him' and that 'he was so sick and twisted for being sexually attracted to death and torture. Harry would think he was sick'
That last one got to Harry. It had confirmed his earlier thoughts of Tom liking him.
He enjoyed it. He loved torture. He loved Tom. He would never be disgusted.
No matter what Tom ever did....
That Harry was sure of.
Harry decided it was enough teasing. He called for tipsy and was lead to a beautiful dark green and silver room. He liked it.
He curled up in the soft bed and shut his eyes.
Hopefully he would have sweet nightmares tonight.