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Stuck With You	By : TokioAngel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8910 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11: In the closet

All through Sunday Harry was anxious for the day to end so that he could go back to detention to see Draco. He never thought it would come to this, and something about Draco was like an addiction to Harry. Once he'd had a taste, he wanted more. No not want, he needed more. He started to feel those infamous butterflies in his belly as soon as he thought about the Slytherin boy and smiled to himself with excitement thinking of what they could do in the dungeons together.

He couldn't wait for this awful day to be over. Especially because Hermione was drilling him with lots of pre-exam questions and info. All the while he could see people playing around outside and causally chatting over snacks and the Slytherins seemed particularly busy, carrying lots of bags of mysterious content in them. He wondered what they were up to?

“Harry?” Hermione demanded. “Are you even listening to me?” she asked. Harry absentmindedly looked past her at the busy Slytherin boys and girls.

“I wonder what they're up to” he mumbled to himself.

“Harry, focus” Hermione said and hit Harry with a book on his arm.

“Do you want to pass this test or not?” Hermione asked.

“It's enough for today, don't you think Hermione? It is Sunday after all.”

Hermione looked like a blank page. Sunday, Monday, Thursday, what was the difference?

“You know, Sunday is one of the two days of the week one is not supposed to be studying?” Harry felt the need to explain it to her.

“But, you were the one complaining that you don't get enough studying done because of detention.” she informed him. Harry felt stupid for ever complaining now.

“Yes, but enough already, there's only so much studying a bloke can handle.”

“Are you sure you don't need my help?” Hermione looked hesitant.

“I'm sure” Harry shrugged “If I want help I can always ask Draco at detention.” he'd said without thinking. Hermione looked surprised, her mouth open a little.

“Since when does Draco Malfoy help you with your homework?” her eyes shot wide open “And since when do you refer to him as 'Draco'?” she looked a little bit disturbed. Harry tried not to blush and just acted cool like it was no big deal.

“Well, that's his name isn't it?” he said trying to sound as convincing as possible.

“Besides, I think Dumbledore's little experiment on us is actually working, we have been perfectly civil to each other in detention, and even been... on a friendlier note than usual.” he'd hesitated on the friendlier part and he'd just hoped she hadn't noticed that. “He's not as much of a pain in the arse as he used to be.” he added for good measure. Hermione still looked suspicious but let her face put on a smile for Harry.

“I still wouldn't trust him if I were you -but I'm glad you're one enemy less.” she said.

Harry was starting to get offended by his friends reactions. He knew they had reason to think that way, after all the boy had been his worst enemy at school until now. But he still felt angry. At the same time he couldn't blame them because they hadn't seen what he'd seen in Draco. He just wondered if Ron knew nothing about this how he would react if he found out Harry and Draco were together. He'd probably have a fit and try to kill them both. He could almost see the live drama before his eyes.

Harry excused himself from Hermione's company to go see what the Slytherins were up to.

Harry rounded a corner headed for the dungeons when he bumped into Draco Malfoy. Draco looked just as surprised as Harry.

“Hello sweetheart, did you miss me?” he said, quick on the recovery from the surprise. The boy sure was fast with the sweet talk Harry thought to himself. Harry's eyes looked down on the ground, he didn't know weather or not to answer the question, and he felt a blush coming on.

Draco put his fingers under Harry's chin and lifted it up to meet his eyes. Immediately Harry fell into the automatic trance of Draco's silver eyes, romancing him.

“I rather think you did miss me” Draco now said in lack of reply.

“Shut up” Harry said and waved Draco's hand away and looked about him. There was no one in sight, but it seemed to Harry that Draco didn't even care weather or not someone saw them. Draco then cupped Harry's face with his hands and gave him a soft, sweet kiss. Draco pushed Harry close onto the wall behind them and his lips quivered for more. The kissing got hungrier and hungrier. Their bodies so close together, Harry could feel a semi from underneath Draco's black, well fitting trousers.

As Draco broke the kiss he felt Harry's need and his reluctance to stop.

“Aah yes” he whispered in Harry's ear “keep craving me baby”. Harry would have pushed him off for that comment for sounding overly confident, if it wasn't for the fact that he really was craving Draco. If he'd ever wanted anything more, he'd already forgotten about it.

“We're going to have to do something about this” Draco mumbled against Harry's lips, then stroked his lips against the soft skin of Harry's cheek and nibbled his earlobe, sending Harry into this automatic pull that Draco had on him.

“About what?” Harry asked absentmindedly, though he secretly feared the answer.

“How we can't keep ourselves from each other.” Draco's eyes peered into Harry's now, his voice had turned dark and husky with these words, turning Harry on even more. “What do you suggest we do?” Harry asked in spite of himself.

“Come” Draco said with a sly smile and for a second Harry blushed, misinterpreting the word, or was he?

Draco took Harry by the hand and started running down the hallway of the dungeons searching for something. He finally found a door “Alohomora” he flicked with his wand to unlock it. Harry looked inside the room with a very doubtful expression on his face. “Get in” Draco said plainly. Harry didn't move “A broom closet?” he said. But Draco only rolled his eyes and pushed the brunette boy into the room.

Draco was much too eager to get close to Harry to worry about silencing charms, beds or even a decent room. He wanted to take this opportunity to really show Harry just how pleasurable it could be to be with him. He kissed Harry passionately, his tongue seeking entrance into the brunette's mouth. Harry parted his lips eagerly for Draco's tongue and enjoyed the taste of Draco in his mouth.

Draco kissed temptingly along Harry's jaw line, while his hands worked their way down Harry's body, from his torso down to his crotch. Harry surprised himself with a loud groan when he felt Draco's hand rub his already hard cock. He damned the jeans fabric in the way between Draco's hand and his dick. He didn't want to seem wanton, but he couldn't help but to buck up against the touch, wanting to feel more.

Draco smiled devilishly at this behavior and undressed Harry, pulling off Harry's jumper, tossing it aside, then unbuttoned Harry's dark blue shirt, not taking it off, just letting it hang on Harry's body, unbuttoned. Draco commenced kissing the soft pale skin of Harry's chest and all the way down to his belly button, where he stopped to unzip Harry's dark blue jeans. Draco noticed that those were the jeans he had recommended Harry to buy in the store the other day. He didn't comment on it though, but thought to himself that Harry looked even sexier in them today than he had then.

Draco pulled down Harry's trousers and underwear to uncover a hard, pink cock throbbing to be touched. Draco looked up at Harry, whose eyes were cloudy with desire and reddened lips parted in anticipation of what was to come. Still holding Harry's gaze, he took a steady hold of the penis in front of him and put his lips on the head, sucking a little. Harry moaned at this and could swear this was the single most erotic moment in his life so far.

Draco then run his tongue alongside the cock and flicked his tongue every once in a while. Harry couldn't believe the pleasure, he was practically ready to burst. Draco then let Harry out of his misery and sucked the entire organ into his mouth, letting it slide in and out between his lips seemingly effortlessly. All though it was due to skill and nothing else, because Harry was quite a big boy in that department, sure Draco was maybe a little bit bigger, but Harry wasn't far from his size.

Harry's breathing became more haggard and he felt his climax nearing as Draco sucked him off. “Ah!” he moaned loudly “GOD!”

Draco smiled at this, his mouth still around Harry's cock and decided to give him a little specialty to send him off. He blew cold air onto Harry's cock for way too long for Harry's liking, until Draco suddenly licked on the underside of Harry's cock, and quickly took him in and sucked him hard. Making Harry's body tense up and without warning he came right into Draco's mouth.

Draco swallowed Harry's seed, wiped his reddened mouth with the back of his hand and stood up in front of Harry, who was trying to recover, panting and flushed.

“You taste even more delicious than I thought you would.” Draco said and smiled smugly to himself. Clearly he was pleased with himself for drawing such wanton sounds from Harry, who was starting to come to his senses and realize what had just happened.

But before he had time to even begin to think clearly Draco had opened the door to the closet and winked at him as he said “We're having a Slytherin Sunday Soaré tonight, wich is basically a house party with a fancier name. You can come if you like.” He watched Harry's sweet face turn back to his normal startled self at sobering up from what had just happened. He didn't know how Harry would react if he stayed around for too long, so he thought he might as well bolt and leave Harry to decide for himself how to act, or react. Harry just nodded to show he'd understood and then Draco was out the door.

As Harry walked back to Gryffindor common room his mind was all over the place. On one hand he'd very much enjoyed himself with Draco just now, and was curious as to where this would lead, on the other hand he was scared as hell and he didn't know if he could or should allow this to continue. He knew he was contradicting himself because of what he'd been thinking earlier about what he wanted to do with Draco in detention, but that was just him. He always worried. Maybe he thought too much, but sometimes thinking too much had gotten him out of danger. But Draco wasn't dangerous. He supposed maybe just this time, he was thinking too much. He supposed, maybe just this once, he could stop thinking and just go with it...
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