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Adventures In Life Drawing	By : Davenrood Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3984 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N:
Woooweee. Has it been a
long time. I'm sorry that I'm the worst updater ever. This is a bit
short, I think, but I wanted to do something :) Also, please note
that I raised the rating. This one has some adult
language, and I think the rest are going to be much much dirtier than
I'd originally planned, I'm sure, to your great joy ;) At any rate, this is for Belldandy, because if she hadn't sent me a message asking that I update with just SOMETHING, this chapter wouldn't be up at all for a long time. I hope you like it!
RECAP!
Draco
leaned back against the couch's arm and stared hard at Harry. Who
said that it was much different kissing another man, anyway? Why not?
Wait- what? He cleared his throat loudly and looked into the fire
instead. Harry stretched his legs awkwardly, wondering whether or not
he should just go. He was about to stand when Draco asked him another
question.
"How
did you know it wasn't just- curiosity? Haven't you ever wondered
something so much that it just nagged at you until you had to try
it?"
Harry
considered this. "I guess I know what you mean. I don't know. I
think I just knew deep down. And besides, after having Blaise's
tongue in my mouth for the first time, I was pretty sure about what
my body was doing."
"So,
you're saying that you just have to find out, then?"
"Well,
not really," Harry said, his brow furrowed. He turned to face
Draco. "I meant more that-"
Was it
just him, or was Draco's face getting closer to his? His heart began
to pound a little quicker.
"What
are you d-"
"Finding
out."
Chapter Nine: Orientation
Nothing mattered anymore.
Nothing mattered except the weight against his chest, the hands
grabbing his shoulders and the mouth crushed against his own. Harry
felt as if he were lost and found all at once. Somewhere in the back
of his mind he knew that he was on a couch in the Slytherin common
room, pushed up against the arm rest and nearly straddled by one
Draco Malfoy. If he'd had a moment to think, he would have thought
it a very odd and unlikely situation. But he didn't have a moment to
think at all.
Draco, on the other hand,
was thinking a million thoughts at once. Most of them were centered
on how amazing and scandalous it was to be kissing Harry Potter, let
alone another man, in a room where anyone could walk in. The rest of
the thoughts were variations on, 'What the hell am I thinking?'
Despite this, he didn't object when Harry pulled him closer until
Draco was straddling his lap. He almost did object, though, as the
other drew his mouth away, but his protest soon died when the mouth
was relocated to the spot between his ear and his collarbone. As
Harry expertly nibbled and licked at the tender spot, Draco ran his
hands up the front of Harry's shirt. The feel of skin made him
shudder with excitement.
"Harry," he said
softly, breathy. "Harry, I think I'm going insane."
Harry trailed up to
Draco's earlobe and lightly slid his tongue along the edge. "How
so," he breathed into the other's ear.
"I'm not- I don't
know what to think."
Pressing his lips on
Draco's jaw, Harry suddenly gripped the other's hips and drew their
groins together. He knew he was rushing it, but he couldn't help
himself, and Draco didn't push away. "Don't think."
Draco arched back at the
sensation. He was trying to speak, but nothing intelligible was
voiced.
"Just feel,"
said Harry, slowly moving against him. His gaze drew Draco in for
another kiss. He felt intoxicated by their actions, or maybe it was
the residual buzz from the firewhiskey. The firewhiskey...
Harry pushed Draco off of
him and stood up. His head rushed with the sudden movement. Draco
was panting and red faced.
"What's wrong?
What'd I do?"
Harry shook his head. "I
shouldn't have let you."
"Why the bloody hell
not?"
"Because you've been
drinking," Harry hissed. "You weren't thinking."
"Bullocks,"
Draco said as he stood up. "I've been thinking plenty. I've
been wondering what it would be like-"
"Wondering about it
and doing it aren't even on the same page, Draco. No! They're not
even in the same bloody book." Harry turned and faced the fire.
Draco looked crossly at Harry's back.
"Look," he
started. "I might be slightly buzzed still, but I knew what I
was doing when I kissed you."
"Did you,"
muttered Harry.
"Yes I did. I wanted
to. I don't know how long I've wanted to. Maybe deep down I always
did."
Harry snorted, but Draco
moved up behind him and tentatively put a hand on Harry's shoulder,
causing the other to sigh.
"I don't think you
know what you want," Harry said. "I don't think you've
thought about where this goes."
He turned around grimly.
Draco looked confused.
"About where what
goes?"
Harry shook his head.
"Alright. Fact number one, I'm gay. Fact number two, assuming
that you aren't a fathead liar, you like fucking girls, which makes
you, more or less, a straight guy that somehow got a little
bicurious."
Draco frowned. "You
think this is bicuriousity?"
Harry laughed bitterly.
"Okay Draco... let's talk about what comes after this. You
want to fuck me? Or maybe you want me to fuck you?" He grabbed
Draco's wrist and steered him around until he was against the wall
and pressed his semi-hard bulge against Draco's ass. "I could
shove my hard penis into your tight, little ass, if you want. Does
that make you hot, or is the panic beginning to kick in?" Draco
didn't say anything. The room was filled with their heated
breathing. "Or maybe," Harry continued, turning Draco
around and then dropping to his knees, "Maybe, you want my mouth
around your cock. Would you let me suck you off and then return the
favour? Would you get on your knees for me, or does the thought make
your stomach turn?"
Draco's face burned
redder as he gazed down upon Harry's angry face.
"I-"
"You what?"
"I don't know."
It almost sounded like Draco was choking back a sob. Harry let go of
the other's wrist and stood.
"That's what I
thought. Go to bed, Draco. Forget it happened. It shouldn't have
happened. I suppose you'll hate me in the morning."
Before Draco could muster
up a reply, Harry was gone.
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