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Benefactor	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 116200 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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A/N: Now, due to the anonymous ~~flamer~~ reviewer that called me a pervert and pedophile allow me to briefly interrupt your reading for this additional disclaimer (that I hadn't thought was actually necessary) I do NOT condone the actions that are being portrayed here. They are WRONG. Also, I am not a pedophile. I have never looked at a child of any kind and thought any sort of sexual thought. Furthermore... I've put all the necessary warnings on this story so nobody should be shocked or amazed at the content. (honestly what did you think preteen meant?) Anyway now that that's out of the way... onto story time...

Draco waited somewhat impatiently outside of the door to the healer’s office. He could hear little squeals and low moans from inside and knew that it wouldn’t be too much longer before the man was done. “Good boy! Yes, just like that!” Draco tried not to listen, not wanting to imagine himself and his Angel in a similar position. It would give him problems he didn’t have time to really deal with at the moment. Plus, now that he had Harry he would much rather have the boy than his own hand.

Finally there was a loud cry of pleasure and Draco knew that it was over inside. Several minutes later a cute little redheaded boy was shooed out of the office, his cheeks still flushed and his fingers in the midst of refastening his fly. Draco watched the ginger go, probably to meet his unaware parents downstairs, before turning to look inside the office.

Healer Horace Slughorn was sitting on a chaise lounge with a pleased look on his face and his pants fully open with his cock still hanging out. Not exactly what Draco wanted to see. There was a mess on the floor by Slughorn’s feet and a small pair of underwear under his hand. Draco sighed a bit and just went inside of the office. “I take it your little ginger isn’t a virgin anymore but he still blushes like one,” Draco said as he closed the door behind him.

Slughorn grinned widely at that. “No, Ron’s just easily embarrassed. He’s so sweet. Just like his brothers were.”

Draco hummed a bit at that and took a seat in a nearby chair. He knew that Slughorn had a particular fondness for little redheads. He’d allowed his rates to drop drastically in order for the poor family to bring their boys to him for medical check ups all so that he could coax them into his bed. Once they got too old Slughorn simply moved to the next boy in the family. Luckily for Slughorn, the Weasleys had quite a number of boys. “I need a favor.”

Slughorn’s thick eyebrow raised at that. “What kind of favor?”

Draco waved his hand a bit. “I’ve told you about Harry right?” Slughorn nodded in agreement. “He’s been very sore lately and I need you to make sure he’s not hurt seriously.”

Slughorn chuckled. “Being a bit rough on him in bed are you?” he asked.

“He likes me fucking him,” Draco replied with a shrug.

“Yes, I’m sure he does,” Slughorn replied. “Especially with all those potions you’re slipping him. But then you don’t have patience enough to work without them,” Slughorn mused.

Draco gave the older man a glare. “As if you don’t give those gingers of yours a potion or two to make them drop their shorts.”

“That’s different. Those are relaxants,” Slughorn replied. “Otherwise they’d be far too nervous and tense.”

Draco rolled his eyes, not seeing too large a difference from what he’d done with Harry to what Slughorn did with his patients. “When can I bring Harry by, Slughorn?” he asked.

Slughorn sighed some and conjured a date book with his wand. “How about next Friday?” he asked flipping through the pages to a specific one. “I have an opening right after my lunch appointment with Ron to check that nasty cough he keeps getting.” The nasty grin that Slughorn had when he mentioned the cough made Draco positive that he himself was the cause of it. Not that Draco could really blame the man for wanting to have his little boy lover around as often as possible.

Draco nodded and got to his feet. “Friday then,” he agreed. “We’ll say one o’clock?”

“Mm, yes I suppose I can finish up by one,” Slughorn said as he wrote something down on the book and sent it back to his desk.

“Good.”

“Oh, but you might want to not fuck him until then,” Slughorn added before Draco could leave. “If you have been taking his arse too hard it would only make things worse to take him again.”

Draco frowned at that. He didn’t particularly want to forgo have his Angel moaning under him until Friday. “Are you sure that’s necessary?” he asked.

“Unfortunately, yes,” Slughorn said. “You’ll both just have to go without for now.” Draco’s frown turned into a full-blown scowl at that. But he just gave a curt nod and left the older man’s office.

When Draco got home he was greeted by a very arousing sight. Harry had made and laid out dinner on the table. The lights were dimmed and candles had been lit. But the best thing was that Harry was standing there in one of Draco’s favorite outfits. It was a silky white dress that barely covered anything. Light green ribbons mixed with off white lace to hold the dress up. Harry had put on white thigh highs that Draco could see were held up with straps that disappeared under the skirt. He was also wearing a lace choker and glove set that complimented the lace in the rest of the outfit.

“Mmm, what’s all this, Angel?” Draco asked as he went to where Harry was standing.

Harry blushed and looked up at Draco. “I missed you, Master,” he murmured.

Draco smiled and brushed Harry’s hair back. “I missed you too, Angel. Come on, let’s have dinner,” he said, leading Harry over to a chair. As soon as he sat down, Harry was climbing into his lap. Remembering Slughorn’s words, Draco tried his best not to get too aroused as they ate the dinner that Harry had made for them but it was nearly impossible.

“Harry,” Draco said, rubbing his hands over Harry’s backside. “Until the healer can check you we can’t make love.”

Harry pouted at that. “But I want to,” he said, leaning closer to rub himself against Draco’s body.

Draco moaned a bit before catching Harry by the hips. “I know and I want to too but we can’t,” he said. Harry’s pout grew even more pronounced. Suddenly a compromise occurred to the blonde. “But we can use our mouths and hands,” Draco said. Harry instantly brightened at that. Before Draco could even utter a word, Harry had slipped off of his lap and under the table.

Draco moaned as Harry instantly undid his pants and took his master’s cock into his mouth. “Such a good Angel,” Draco breathed as he ran his fingers through the boy’s hair.
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