When Two Are One | By : rachxoxo Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Draco had taken it upon himself to show Harry something he had learned at Dumbledore’s supposed ‘extra credit’ classes. Harry was currently bent over the pillows, Draco’s tongue laving at his entrance.
“Don’t get overly excited, love. I don’t want this to be over before it begins.”
The room was starting to cloud up. He was opening his mouth but no words or sounds were coming out.
“That must be some dream you’re having.”
Harry opened his eyes to see the light of day streaming through drawn curtains. Draco was sitting at the foot of the bed, smirking.
“My linens haven’t been this mussed for quite some time.”
Harry sat up and looked around. Draco’s pillow was bunched up against the headboard. The bed sheet thrown on the floor, the fitted sheet bunched up underneath him. Harry felt the slow creep of embarrassment wash over him.
“How long were you watching me?” Harry asked.
“Let’s see. Since ‘I don’t think I’m that flexible, Draco’,” Draco said, laughing.
“I was talking?!”
“Talking, moaning, writhing around like your back was on fire and you were trying to put it out. It was very entertaining.”
“Why didn’t you wake me?”
Draco continued smiling and dragged himself up the bed. Crawled more like it. He rested one knee between Harry’s legs, the other leg draped over the bed.
“I liked watching too much.” Draco whispered, drawing a line from Harry’s ear down his neck with his tongue.
Draco sucked and pulled at the flesh of Harry’s neck, using his hands to pin his arms above his head.
His wrists were quickly grabbed and he was rolled over on the bed, Harry now holding down his arms and going after his neck.
“You’ll never have me like that, you know.” Harry whispered huskily.
Draco fought off Harry’s grip and rolled him into the position he was previously in.
“But I will. And you will be asking for it.”
Their positions changed once more and Harry was holding Draco’s wrists with one hand while rubbing the outside of his pants with the other.
“The question is…” Harry said, removing Draco’s pants with a flick of the wrist.
He made circles over the tops of Draco’s hipbones with his tongue, the blonde unconsciously keeping his hands above his head while Harry stroked his inner thighs with feather light touches.
Draco’s cock, which had already been straining while he watched Harry, was beginning to leak onto the sheets. Harry’s mouth was getting closer. His hands were massaging him everywhere but where they were wanted most.
“Will you ask for it” Harry said, smiling deviously up at Draco.
“I will not beg you to suck my…oh god!” Draco uttered as Harry’s tongue passed over the head.
Once. Twice. Three times before Harry’s hands ended their movements on his legs and reached up to caress his balls.
By this time Draco was bucking his cock to Harry’s lips, frantically trying to part them as Harry smirked on.
“All…you have to do…is ask” Harry said, licking at the pre-cum dripping.
A few more passes of the tongue. Draco was grabbing at the sheets now.
“Do it already!” he shouted.
“Do what?” Harry teased.
“Take me in your mouth!”
“Gladly.” Harry said, swallowing him whole.
It took only a few sucks, a few tugs of the base and Draco was cumming into Harry’s mouth.
Harry savored every drop and crawled his way back up to Draco. Draco pulled him against him and crushed his lips in a fevered kiss.
“Draco?” a voice called from the hallway.
“Fuck. It’s Aunt Andromeda,” Draco whispered. “Yes?” he answered.
“I thought you said you were waking Harry up for lunch. Did you fall asleep with him?”
“Must have,” he said, straining to talk since Harry had picked that moment to assault his neck again. “We’ll be down in a few minutes.”
“That’s fine. And Draco?” Andromeda said.
“Yeah?”
“I heard the screams.”
Mortified, Draco sank into the pillows deeper.
Harry chuckled into his neck. “Well, it’s a good thing your mum didn’t decide to check on us.”
“It’s bad enough the way it is.”
“I think it’s kind of funny. Getting caught in the act.”
“Oh just hilarious,” Draco said, rolling his eyes. “Next time should we do it in the middle of the parlor?”
“I’m sure your aunt has been in the same situation.”
“Don’t make me think of my aunt fucking. I’m sick enough already.”
“Calm down, Draco,” Harry said, kissing his forehead. “Clean yourself up while I brush my teeth.”
Draco muttered the cleaning spell he had become all too accustomed to after the beatings he witnessed during Voldemort’s ‘vacation’ at the Manor. He hated the way it made him feel…more unclean.
That’s all over now he thought, pulling his clothes back on.
“Should we Apparate or take the stairs?” Harry asked, putting his glasses on.
“Honestly, Harry, Apparation is way more work than it’s worth for such a mundane application.”
“Stairs it is then.”
Draco’s mood continued to be sour as they walked side by side down the stairs.
“I can’t take it anymore” Harry said, pushing him against the wall.
Placing his hands on both sides of Draco’s face, he leaned in and kissed him. Sweetly, not the urgent, passion driven ones they had just shared in Draco’s bedroom. Harry pulled Draco’s bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled off, resting his forehead against Draco’s.
“Stop worrying about getting caught,” Harry whispered, his eyes looking straight into Draco’s. “I’m sure both your mum and aunt were aware that our relationship is not strictly platonic beforehand.”
Draco smiled at Harry and kissed him.
“Ah, there’s that smile.” Harry said.
“Let’s get down there before they send Daisy up next.” Draco said.
They bounded down the stairs and found Narcissa sitting alone at the dining table.
“Everything alright, Mother?” Draco asked.
“Oh yes,” Narcissa smiled. “Andromeda just has an appointment for Teddy at St. Mungos. He’s been sneezing all morning.”
“Probably just a cold.” Harry said.
Daisy was laying more food on the table.
“What is on the itinerary for you two today?” Narcissa asked.
“Not sure yet.” Draco said, biting into an apple.
“It’s a lovely day. You shouldn’t spend it all closed up in the house. You can put up wards in the garden for privacy.”
Draco nearly spit out his pumpkin juice. Harry laughed.
“Oh Draco, I’m not naïve. I’m aware of your relationship with Harry. How could I not be? You’ve been inseparable for a nearly two months.”
“And you’re okay with it?”
“As I told you when you came out, I want nothing more for you in life than your happiness. It’s as plain as the pointy little nose on your face that Harry makes you happy,” Narcissa said, smiling. “And you make Harry happy. In turn, that makes me happy.”
Harry smiled at the two blondes.
“And now to lighter things,” she said, getting up from the table. “I am meeting Andromeda and Teddy in Diagon Alley for a shopping excursion in…ten minutes ago. Excuse me, loves.”
Narcissa planted a kiss on each boy’s forehead and rushed from the house.
“Mother loves shopping. Shoes, dresses, robes, jewelry, paintings. You name it, she loves spending money on it.”
“She deserves it.”
“Do you really want to laze about in the garden all day? Draco asked as their plates were whisked away by Daisy.
“If it means spending time with you, I’ll take it.” Harry said.
“You getting all sappy on me now, Harry?” Draco joked.
“I guess your mum has the ability to bring that out in me.”
“Got a crush on her now?”
“There’s only one blonde bombshell for me.”
“And corny too. I suppose you’re going to start reading me poetry next.”
“I’m not smart enough for poetry,” Harry said as they walked beneath the rose colored trellises. “Which is your favorite flower?”
Draco took his hand and lead him past flourishing patches of hibiscus, frangipani, and jasmine into a grove of flowers Harry had never seen Aunt Petunia plant. They were white and appeared to spike out of the tips of long, evergreen colored leaves.
“Strelitzia alba or white bird of paradise. Crane flower. The birds pollinate the flowers by standing on the branch, opening the spathe further to release the pollen. These were the only flowers that survived Voldemort.” Draco explained.
“But the gardens are thriving.”
“Only after I set myself to the task of replanting every flower that resided here. Without magic or aide of house elf,” Draco said, shrugging. “I needed something to do while my parents were in Azkaban.”
Harry bent down to smell one of the oddly shaped flowers. “Leave it to you to pick the most beautiful flower.”
“They pale in comparison to you.” Draco said, smirking.
“Who’s a sap now?” Harry said, smiling.
He wrapped his arms around Draco and kissed him lightly. “I swear this is not my life.”
“What would make you say that?” Draco said into his neck.
“Any minute now, I’m going to realize that Voldemort really finished me off. This is just too…perfect.”
“Do you think you’re undeserving of normalcy?” Draco asked.
“I think you’re forgetting who you’re talking to here,” Harry said, letting go of Draco. “I’m Harry Potter, remember? My life can never be normal.”
“We could run away and live with the Muggles.” Draco mused, putting his head on Harry’s shoulder.
“You’d never make it without magic, Draco.”
“I made it three weeks last time. Besides, just being with you is magic enough.”
Harry made a face that looked as if he’d just bitten into a Vomit Bertie Bott’s bean. “I think the pollen is affecting you.”
“You’re affecting me,” Draco said. He made a strange face. “Okay, maybe I am getting a bit carried away.”
Harry laughed and pulled Draco close again.
They swayed back and forth, the songs of the birds acting as their music.
“I should have asked you to the Yule Ball.” Harry said.
“And I should have been sorted into Gryffindor.” Draco joked.
Harry raked his hands through Draco’s hair. “You’re fucking gorgeous when you smile like that.”
“You’re fucking gorgeous period.” Draco said, ensnaring Harry’s mouth in a passionate kiss.
Draco’s hands grasped at Harry’s waist as Harry grabbed more forcefully onto the blonde’s locks.
“You keep doing that and we’re going to have to act out your little fantasy right here.” Draco said, his face flushed.
“Please.” Harry said, bending over the stone bench in the center of the garden, one palm pressed to the cool rock while the other undid his belt.
“Let me put up the wards…”
“Fuck the wards.” Harry growled, his pants dropping around his ankles.
With a quick movement his boxers were next, leaving him spread for the world to see.
Draco arched himself over Harry, his hands resting on top of Harry’s. “What do you want me to do to you?” he whispered, biting at Harry’s ear.
“Fuck me with your tongue.”
“Gladly.”
Draco trailed wet kisses down Harry’s back, dragging his nails down along it afterwards. Harry’s cock was already spitting as his cheeks were spread further. Draco teased the skin with his tongue, Harry bucking back to meet him.
“Patience, love.” Draco said, blowing over the puckered flesh.
He moved his tongue in circles over the orifice, finding that it wasn’t as horrid a flavor as he imagined.
“Oh god…just like I imagined.” Harry cooed.
Draco smirked and pressed his tongue beyond the first layer of tightness.
“Fuck!” Harry gasped, trying to look between his legs at Draco.
Draco had withdrawn his tongue and was now sucking on his fingers. He pushed a glistening digit where his tongue had just tread, hooking it.
“Do that again!” Harry said.
Draco thrust his finger in, causing Harry to push onto his finger, looking for more of that sensation.
“Two?” Draco asked.
“Yes.” Harry said, sweat beginning to form on his back.
Draco added another finger and repeated his ministrations.
“Three!” Harry cried.
Adding the third Draco invaded the tight hole, prodding for Harry’s prostate. He hooked his arm around Harry’s body and tugged at his cock.
“Do it again!”
Draco thrust his fingers in harder, pulling at Harry’s cock harder each time. He could feel Harry’s orgasm building up around his fingers.
“I’m gonna cu…oh fuck…fuccckkkk” Harry said, spilling his cum into the grass below.
“Draco!” a voice called from the direction of the house.
“We’re too far in for them to see us.” Harry said, attempting to dress himself.
“Let me do it, you’re useless after you’ve cum like that.” Draco said, pulling up Harry’s boxers and pants.
Harry kissed him as he fastened his belt.
“What’s it taste like?” Draco asked.
“Like you just had your tongue up my ass.” Harry said, laughing.
“Was it as good as your dream?” Draco asked as they walked arm in arm back to the house.
“Better. I got to cum this time.”
It took me too long,AGAIN, I know. I like to call this hiatus the blessing/curse of being bipolar (and unmedicated, I might add). There’s the days when my mind just gets latched onto something and pow…away we go to a land of Draco/ Harry-ness. And then there are the days when it goes ‘You really think I’m going to let you use me for that?’ It’s quite annoying.
I am aiming for this little tale to end in one more chapter. My mind has been cooking up another story for a few days now and I’m afraid if I don’t let it go off in that direction, it’s going to cease up on me again. I’m not going to give away any clues.
Alright, you pulled my leg. It’s Harry/Draco, I know that. Set after Deathly Hallows, sort of kind of epilogue compliant.
That’s all you get. ::maniacal laugh::
On to my hugs and kisses:
Vicky: March babies rule! Be as selfish as you want, I love it. I hope this installment brings me one of your fantabulous reviews. Muah!
paigeey07:Well if it isn’t one of my oldies. Glad you made it back to me! Muah!
panda-taicho: Yay! A new reviewer! Of course he’s got Draco wrapped around his finger, he’s Harry Potter, remember? Lol. Muah!
Werewolf Mistress: It’s too obvious to everyone else but not to Harry, eh? Kind of sounds like one of Harry’s friends. Muah!
More kisses for reviews, even if you’re not into that kind of thing.
If you see any of my old regulars, tell them I miss them and please come home.
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