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Ambushed	By : hedwig_927 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 7557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 1-Ambushed
- 2-Mistake
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Disclaimer! Obviously I do not own or make money off of Harry Potter, just having a bit of fun :)
Mistake

Holy shit what have I done? Draco thought to himself as he paced the length of his empty dormitory.
He stopped short and put his hands in his hair. I can’t believe Potter and I- we-
Draco slumped onto his bed and groaned. He rolled onto his stomach and hid his face in his silk pillowcase.
Fuck me…
"Harry mate, you alright?"
"Hm?" Harry shook himself out of a daze.
"You’ve been quiet," said his best mate.
"I’m fine Ron, just.. tired," Harry said.
"You sure? You can tell me Harry."
Harry nodded. "I’m alright, promise." He lied through his teeth. He hadn’t touched his meals in two days, just pushing the food around and picking at it.
Ron seemed to sense he was lying. "Hey, look you don’t have to tell me, but at least let me cheer you up."
Harry looked up from his lap, a defeated expression on his face.
"C’mon," Ron said as he pat Harry on the shoulder.
Harry begrudgingly got up and followed Ron out into the main hall. Ron did a quick summoning charm, and his and Harry’s winter coats flew to his hand, along with their hats and gloves.
Harry raised an eyebrow as Ron thrust Harry’s stuff into his arms.
Ron just gave Harry a wide smile and led the way.
It was winter and cold and snowy and absolutely gorgeous outside. As he followed Ron further out he caught himself looking at the surrounding trees and the winter scenery.
"Oi!" Ron screamed before a snowball made contact with Harry’s face.
"You prat!" Harry half laughed, half shouted as he bent down to grab a handful of snow to launch at Ron.
Ron dodged the first few, and somehow hit Harry square in the chest three times.
Harry couldn’t help the smiles and laughs as he had a snowball fight with his best mate, thoughts of Malfoy quickly leaving his mind as he just enjoyed the cold winter air.
Slughorn had been droning on again. He finally let the class work on a potion after explaining what Draco could’ve brewed in his sleep.
Though Draco’s attention wasn’t on the potion. His gaze was glued to the golden boy, laughing with the Weasel and Mudblood about something seemingly hilarious the bloody redhead had whispered about.
Draco hated that that smile was the most attractive smile he had ever seen. With pearly white teeth, and red full lips, his stupid green eyes somehow smiling too. It wasn’t fair. Who the bloody hell said he could look like that?
Harry turned his head slightly, catching Draco’s eye before Draco promptly whipped his head towards Zabini as if he had been working on the potion the entire time.
He cursed himself silently as he avoided looking at Saint Potter and started working on the potion.
"What’s up with you?" Blaze asked after a while.
"Huh?" Draco gave him a questioning look, accompanied by a death stare.
"You’re extra uptight today," he said with a roll of his eyes before continuing to cut up the scarab beetles.
Draco glowered at him, but stayed silent. The last thing he needed to do was cause a scene.
Class was finally finishing and Draco couldn’t be more anxious to get the bloody hell out of there, cleaning up quickly, until Slughorn asked Potter if he could stay after class.
That piqued Draco’s interest and he started cleaning up more slowly. He looked over to him and saw he shook his head briefly and dismissively at his two counterparts.
Everyone filed out with Draco tailing and Potter staying behind. Once they made it about half way down the hallway he told Zabini he may have forgotten something and that he’d catch up with him later.
Zabini was more than happy to leave a moody Draco to himself and nodded before hurrying off.
…
"Harry, you’ve been doing an exceptional job in this class."
"Thank you, sir," said Harry with a tight-lipped smile.
"I know you’re quite the busy boy, but I was hoping you’d join me at my rooms for dessert this Friday, after dinner."
"Er, I actually had plans for Friday night," Harry said, justifying in his head that he had made plans with Malfoy even though he really doubted he’d have the bollocks to show up.
Slughorn’s face fell. "Oh, alright well, if plans fall through, please come by. And keep next Tuesday evening open please."
"Of course, I’m sorry Professor."
"Oh, codswallop. You are the chosen one of course, I can’t keep you to myself despite my wishes," said Slughorn with a smile and a light wave of his hand. "You have a good rest of your week now, I’ll see you."
Harry nodded as Slughorn turned to grab his things and walked into his office. Harry sighed a breath of relief and clutched his bag to him tightly before striding out of the classroom; his head swarming with thoughts of a certain annoying and pretentious blond.
"Potter."
Harry had barely made it four steps out of the doorway. He stopped in his tracks, that drawl all too familiar.
He thought that maybe he could choose to ignore him, but that might make things worse. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly, already regretting his decision not to run away as quickly as possible.
"Malfoy," said Harry as he turned slowly on his heel.
Harry again wished he had fled as the blond somehow looked even more attractive than normal. Pieces of his hair falling over his forehead instead of slicked back like usual. His pale skin seemed brighter, and his grey eyes seemed to be able to see through his soul.
For a moment Malfoy didn’t say anything, just stood up straighter as Harry turned to face him. He seemed to be just as frozen as Harry was, maybe losing his nerve the second his name slipped from his lips.
Harry raised his eyebrows before crossing his arms over his chest, impatiently. "Malfoy?"
Draco felt his heartbeat in his throat. It was like he was busy swallowing his tongue as the dark haired teen turned to face him, saying his name in a way that he knew Potter had meant to sound short, but instead sounded slightly breathy.
He didn’t like how helpless he felt in his presence. Draco was torn between wanting to take his lips in his or punching him straight in the face.
He watched as Potter bit his lip with a raised eyebrow as Draco still had yet to say something.
"What?" Potter spoke again, not nearly as impatient as Draco had expected, in fact he seemed more nervous than anything else.
Draco couldn’t help as his gaze ran from Potter’s eyes, to the black trainers he was wearing. Sweet Merlin he was attractive. How hadn’t he noticed before?
Harry watched Malfoy checking him out. He could tell that he was nervous, but he couldn’t guess what about. He honestly had expected him to ignore him after what happened.
When Malfoy still didn’t say anything Harry walked closer to him, shortening the distance between them to about a foot.
"Are you going to say anything?" asked Potter, his lips far too alluring for Draco’s heart rate.
Draco swallowed. He didn’t know why he stopped Potter. He suddenly couldn’t remember the quip he had lined up for him and his mouth became dry as the only thing he really wanted, was Potter’s lips on his.
Harry saw Malfoy’s eyes darken and felt molten fire burn in his navel. He felt his heart rate increase and his breathing become more shallow. He took another step toward the cunning Slytherin, there was barely half a foot of distance between them now.
"Well?" Harry asked, his voice husky and deep.
"There’s not much I have to say," responded Malfoy.
"Mhm," Harry breathed out. "Well if-"
Malfoy charged him, his lips finding Harry’s quickly and Harry let out a gasp of surprise before his hands found Malfoy's hips.
Draco breathed out a whimper onto Potter’s lips before he grabbed Potter’s robes and yanked him towards him, pulling him down the hallway and around the corner - where he knew were other (luckily empty) classrooms - their intense kiss never breaking.
They made it through the threshold and Potter kicked the door shut, and Draco heard him mutter a spell to lock it. Then Draco’s back made contact with the wall and he moaned, throwing his head back as he felt Potter’s grip tighten on his waist.
Fuck he wanted him. He wanted him so bad.
Potter tossed his bag off his shoulder and to the side, along with his robes and Draco followed suit. He couldn’t help but stare Potter up and down, as his uniform somehow hugged him in just the right way.
He gave him a dark stare, his green eyes boring into him and making Draco’s cock harder by the second.
"Fuck.." Draco whispered before he grabbed Potter’s hips and pulled him into a rough kiss. The Gryffindor moaned against him, he brought his hand up to cup the blond’s face and deepen the kiss, swiping his tongue over the pink appendages.
Draco granted him entrance immediately, whimpering as he tasted Potter’s tongue on his. Fuck he tasted perfect. Like strawberries and honey and mint.
Potter moaned against his mouth and his hands traveled up through the blond tresses of Draco’s hair, tugging slightly and making Draco groan with need and anticipation.
He pulled away to breathe, his breath heavy and laboured and Potter’s lips were on his neck immediately and Draco moaned embarrassingly loudly and he gripped Potter’s hips tighter, closing the already minuscule amount of space between them.
Harry groaned into his neck as he felt Malfoy grab him roughly. He wanted him bad. Harry kissed up his neck to the junction under his ear and sucked.
"Fuck!" Malfoy moaned out, as he threw his head back and bit his lip harshly.
Harry swallowed a moan. Fuck he looked good.
He continued kissing up and down the column of his neck, all the while his hands traversed up expanse of Malfoy’s torso. Malfoy groaned with the feel of his strong hands on him, pressing against his chest and driving him mad.
Harry started unbuttoning Malfoy’s grey sweater and he heard his breath hitch.
He stopped and pulled off his neck to check his expression.
Malfoy’s eyes were dark with lust and he had a prominent flush over his face and neck, and he had his pink lower lip between his teeth as he stared into Harry’s eyes with his chest rising and falling at an intense pace.
Harry’s lips parted slightly as he looked at the blond in front of him. Sweet Merlin was he attractive. Malfoy let his eyes close and Harry watched him swallow. Harry furrowed his brow in confusion, and took a step back.
Draco was trying to calm down. He had never felt so turned on in his life. He wanted to think he should be humiliated at the fact he wanted Harry Potter, but his hormones didn’t seem to let him as Potter’s touch felt so good, and he smelled so good and he tasted so good…
Draco felt Potter step away and his eyes snapped open. Potter was looking at him with a concerned stare, and Draco decided that there was no way he was going to let Potter leave.
He looped his fingers through Potter’s belt buckles and pulled him into an intense kiss. Potter moaned on contact and his hands found Draco’s face, cupping his jaw and pulling him impossibly closer.
Harry moaned again and pressed Malfoy into the wall and Malfoy whimpered. Harry’s tongue wrestled against his and he tasted so good, woodsy and manly, almost like what he imagined good cologne tasted like.
Harry pulled away to breathe, but then dropped to his knees, kissing Malfoy’s hard-on through his trousers. Malfoy whimpered and Harry watched his hands clench into fists as he threw his head back against the wall.
Smirking, Harry placed another kiss over his clothed cock, and he gripped his sides tightly, pressing his thumbs into his hip bones and his fingers into the globes of his arse.
"Ohh, fuck.." Malfoy moaned out. Harry groaned against him.
Draco’s heartbeat was going a mile a minute. How the fuck did Potter make his heart race? Draco wanted to scream for him to touch him, to kiss him, to do anything but the teasing he felt he was enduring. He didn’t know how much he could take.
Harry could tell Malfoy wanted him. He was squirming under his touch and failing to stay quiet and Harry kept kissing him through his trousers. He went lower and kissed his inner thigh and Malfoy moaned loudly, grabbing Harry’s head for balance as he slightly fell forward.
He smiled against Malfoy’s leg. He was going to drive him absolutely mad. He reached up to his waistband and started undoing his belt. He heard Malfoy stifle a whimper. He let his belt hang open and started undoing his button and zipper.
Malfoy bit his lip as he kept his head back against the wall. Harry started to shimmy his trousers down, making sure to leave his briefs on. He only pulled them down to just below his briefs, and he immediately reached up and kissed his inner thigh again, kissing up and over his cock.
Draco moaned loudly. Fuck he felt good, and fuck he wanted him. Draco’s fingers tangled themselves into Potter’s hair and Potter moaned, kissing Draco’s cock through his briefs and gripping his thighs.
Potter brought his fingers up and hooked them under the band of Draco’s briefs. Draco suddenly froze up. "Wait! Harry wait!" said Draco urgently before he slid down the wall to be eye level with Potter.
Potter gave him a worried look, and Draco hated to admit that it was hot.
Trying not to be embarrassed that he accidentally said Potter’s first name, he took a deep breath, and composed himself. "I-I don’t know if I’m ready for that.." said Draco nervously, biting his lip as he realized how much of a wuss he sounded.
His green eyes turned soft, and Potter gave him the most genuine smile Draco had even seen. "That’s alright, we don’t have to do that or anything you’re uncomfortable with," said Potter as he brought his hand up to caress Draco’s face.
Draco felt himself melt. He wasn’t used to any sort of affection, and he never knew someone so understanding. But he also was confused by how intimate the gesture was, so he quickly kissed Potter to move past the moment.
Harry moaned against him moving closer to him and cupping his jaw. Harry thought it was so hot that Malfoy called him by his name, even if it was an accident. He also found it endearing that Malfoy seemed.. vulnerable? If that was the word. It was just, Malfoy usually seemed like such a hardarse, it was strange to see a softer side of him.
Harry quickly took hold of Malfoy’s trousers and pulled them back up. He felt Malfoy tense up at first, but relaxed as he realized what Harry was doing. Harry then gently ran his hands up his side, dusting his fingers over his ribcage.
Malfoy moaned from that alone and he quickly reached down and undid Harry’s trousers. Harry was a little taken aback by that, but kept kissing Malfoy anyway, finding his tongue and moaning into his mouth.
Draco reached his hand into Potter’s pants and groped his hard cock through his briefs. Potter groaned and moved his face into the crook of Draco’s neck. He felt Potter’s breath hitch and he moaned softly, quickly thrusting his hand into his briefs.
"Malfoy!" Potter moaned against his neck, as Draco jerked his cock.
Harry latched his lips onto Malfoy’s neck, sucking lightly before kissing up to his ear. Malfoy moaned and flipped Harry over so he was on his back and Malfoy was straddling him.
Harry gasped loudly. Malfoy moved his hand out from inside of Harry’s briefs and reached down to kiss him fiercely, grabbing Harry’s face between his hands and moaning into his mouth.
Harry felt butterflies flutter through his stomach as Malfoy began grinding over his cock. Gods it felt amazing. "F-Fuck.." Harry whimpered as Malfoy moved his kisses to Harry’s jaw, pecking and sucking down his neck.
Harry started to squirm underneath him as the friction began to drive him mental, filling his head with how Malfoy’s mouth would feel around his cock, or the inside of his arse..
"Malfoy!" Harry moaned as his thoughts turned him on more, along with the rubbing and sucking the Slytherin was doing to him.
Harry felt Malfoy smirk against him. "What do you want Potter?" whispered the blond, Harry’s surname rolling off his tongue so sensually.
Harry bit his lip, unsuccessfully stopping a moan as Malfoy reached down and grabbed Harry’s cock.
"Hm?" he questioned, taking the lobe of Harry’s ear lightly between his teeth.
"Y-You!" Harry breathed out. "Fuck, I want you.." Harry’s eyes fluttered shut as Malfoy sucked on the column of Harry’s neck with a groan. Malfoy started jerking his cock through his briefs, and Harry moaned, "Please!" now desperate for something more.
Draco moaned against him then sat up in Potter’s lap. He looked down at the dark haired boy below him. His cheeks were flushed pink and he was biting that plump bottom lip of his, clearly turned on and trying to stay patient. Draco licked his lips with a smile.
His hands moved to the hem of Potter’s shirt and he started to push it up his chest. Then he adjusted so that he could kiss Potter’s stomach right above his trouser band.
He moaned as his lips touched Potter’s warm skin and he began pushing his shirt and sweater further up his chest, kissing along his abdomen in its wake; Potter groaning in response.
But fuck was Potter fit.. Malfoy thought to himself as his tongue ran against firm abs. He placed his lips against them, kissing him all over, making Potter moan and squirm more fervently.
Draco pulled away and tugged on Potter’s sweater so he would know to sit up. Potter obliged immediately and Draco carefully pulled it up and over his head. Then he quickly captured Potter’s unsuspecting lips in a kiss.
Harry moaned, sitting up straighter and grabbing Malfoy’s face between his hands. Malfoy groaned, grinding over him again. Harry quickly divested Malfoy of his shirt and gripped his warm hips tightly. Malfoy let out a desperate moan and Harry silenced it by shoving his tongue in Malfoy’s mouth.
Harry kissed him roughly before pulling away to breathe. Malfoy let his head fall back and Harry attacked his neck with kisses, his hands memorizing his whole torso. Then Harry pulled away and grabbed his wand. He cast a spell at the ground to soften it, making it feel more like squishy foam than concrete. It was one Hermione had taught him, in case he were falling from a decent height.
Then he whipped Malfoy around and onto his back, pressing him into the floor and grinding over him. Malfoy moaned and moaned. Harry’s lips moved quickly over the expanse of his neck and chest. He kissed down to his stomach and Malfoy moaned again, his hands quickly intertwining in his dark locks. Harry moaned against Malfoy’s hip bone, gripping him tightly before he moved to hover over his cock.
Harry leaned down and kissed his hard prick through his open zipper and over his briefs. Malfoy nearly screamed and his grip tightened in Harry’s hair. Malfoy began bucking his hips and Harry kissed his cock again, moaning and pressing against it.
Draco’s head was spinning with lust. He started to feel bolder, moaning louder and pushing against Potter more roughly.
Potter’s lips felt like magic against his cock, he didn’t know it was possible to feel this way. He had never been so exposed with anyone before and he wanted nothing more then to revel in it. He wanted to feel like he was being lit on fire by Potter’s mouth. Skin against skin, moans countering groans. He wanted to lose himself in Potter, in the lust, only feeling and tasting him until he felt that balloon of molten lava burst in his navel.
He couldn’t wait any longer. Potter was kissing his cock through his briefs and Draco tugged him up so he was hovering over him, capturing his lips in a kiss and moaning into his mouth.
Draco quickly reached down and pushed Potter’s trousers as far down his legs as he could. Potter got the message and kicked them off, before quickly reaching for Draco’s and pushing them down. Draco struggled trying to get them off, but finished the task nonetheless.
Potter moaned and fell against him, grinding his brief-clad cock against Draco’s. Draco whimpered, becoming more desperate to feel Potter’s lips all over his skin.
Harry felt heat pulsing through his veins. He was sure he had never felt this turned on in his entire life. Their lips were melded together, their skin stuck against each other as sweat stained their bodies, their moans were collectively swallowed and their cocks grew harder by the second.
Malfoy pulled away, out of breath. "P-Potter.. Potter please!" He moaned as he bucked his hips against Harry’s. Harry moaned in response.
"Please what, Malfoy?" Harry whispered in his ear.
Malfoy groaned and reached down to grab Harry’s briefs, shoving them down, before he grabbed his own and pushed them off.
Potter was over him in a second, their bare cocks rubbing together making Draco moan loudly and buck his hips against Potter. "Fuck.." Draco cried out. "Oh fuck..yes!" He moaned as Potter kissed over his jaw and neck.
Draco felt like he was gonna explode. He wanted Potter to take charge, to devour him entirely, to make him feel nothing but pure Potter. He wanted to feel filled by him, to feel totally raptured by him.
He felt so dizzy. He felt so needy. He couldn’t take it anymore. "Ah! Harry please! I need you!" He moaned out.
Harry was taken aback by the use of his name. "Malfoy?" He asked breathy and concerned.
"Harry, please!" He begged.
Harry didn’t know what he wanted specifically, but he knew he had reacted nervously when he had intentions to suck him off earlier. "Tell me what you want.." Harry whispered in his ear. He had debated on adding ‘Draco’, but felt he shouldn’t just yet.
Draco wanted his cock inside him. That’s what he really wanted. He had never felt that way before. Even last time, he had wanted to fuck Potter, not the other way around. But he wanted it. Though that wasn’t really something he could necessarily ask for..
"Anything. Please. Make me come," he breathed out, his hands clenched into fists against his sides.
Anything? Harry wondered. Fuck. Harry’s mind was racing with lust. He quickly leaned down and kissed Malfoy, roughly, feeling his tongue wrestle against his before he moved down his body, nursing at his nipples, kissing in every spot he could. Malfoy moaned loudly when Harry made it down to his hip bones.
He looked up at Malfoy, who was looking up at the ceiling, biting his lips, his eyes likely closed. Harry whimpered to himself. He looked down at Malfoy’s cock. Fuck me..
Harry moaned before he leaned forward and licked up the shaft.
Draco felt all sensation zero-in on his cock. He let out moan that he would never admit was him outside of this moment.
Harry watched a flush cover Malfoy’s entire chest. Harry licked his cock again and Malfoy groaned, bringing up his hands to grip his own blond locks tightly.
Harry placed kisses down the shaft, down over his bollocks and then to his inner thigh. Malfoy was mewling, his legs jerking slightly.
Potter’s lips against his skin were the biggest tease of the century. He couldn’t sit still as the need for him grew more and more intense.
"Potter! I swear to Merlin, if you don’t-"
Harry engulfed his hard cock into his mouth immediately, Malfoy stopping mid-sentence as he moaned.
Harry whimpered as the velvety flesh ran against his tongue. He lapped at it, sucked in his cheeks, adjusted so he could take Malfoy deeper.
It seemed all time had stopped for Draco. He only felt he existed in that moment, his cock in Potter’s mouth.
Draco had never felt anything like it. The farthest he’d ever gotten with a girl was making out with both their shirts off and her hand down his briefs.
This. This was something on an entirely different level. An experience he could only describe as other worldly.
Harry bobbed up and down on his cock and Malfoy arched his back as the pleasure ran through his core. "Oh fuck, oh fuck yes!" He started to grind his hips against Harry’s mouth.
This wasn’t exactly Harry’s first rodeo. He had been with one other boy, a muggle boy, over the summer and that’s when he learned he really liked sucking dick. Harry held those excited hips down as he took Malfoy’s cock deeper, pushing it to the back of his throat and swallowing.
Malfoy practically screamed. "OH FUCK!" Harry moaned around his cock and started sucking faster, licking his bundle of nerves as he went. He reached his hands around Malfoy’s hips and grasped his arse to get better leverage.
Draco nearly had a stroke. The feeling of Potter’s fingertips pressing in his crack was driving him mental, igniting a need he didn’t even know he had.
Draco looked down at the boy at his hips. He was so fucking hot. Harry was so fucking hot. And he was sucking him off, bringing him immense amounts of pleasure and nearing him closer and closer to the edge.
He couldn’t help but gasp as he watched the attractive man work over his cock, his dark, messy locks all over the place, his glasses tossed to the side a while ago. The prominent flush over his cheeks. His goddamn fingers teasing his slit. Fuck, he really was so hot.
Draco was moaning, he felt his climax rising, but he wasn’t ready for this to end.
As if Potter read his mind, he was off his cock and over his face in an instant, snogging him roughly and grinding their cocks together desperately.
"You’re so hot, Malfoy," Harry breathed against his lips. "You taste so fucking good.. gods you feel so good," moaned Harry against his cheek.
"Oh fuck," Draco moaned. More. Draco needed more.
Harry felt so dizzy. Watching Malfoy while he sucked him off made him even harder, he couldn’t resist kissing him. He tasted so good, both his tongue, and his cock. Harry kissed him roughly, wrestling with his tongue as he ground his cock against Malfoy’s.
Draco was revelling in the taste of Potter’s tongue and the feel of his cock against his. He brought his hands up and laced his fingers through his hair, tugging and pressing lightly. Potter mewled and kissed Draco more roughly. His hands grabbing either side of Draco’s face and holding him to him.
Draco gripped his hair tighter and Potter let out an obscene moan, pulling away to breathe. "Malfoy, fuck- oh fuck I-"
Harry was fucking close. He wanted to do more to Malfoy, to tease him, to touch him, to feel him. But he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out, just the friction against his cock was enough to drive him over the edge.
Draco grabbed his face, staring into those startlingly green eyes. "What?" He asked, his voice rough and husky.
Harry moaned. He leaned down and kissed Malfoy. Kissed him roughly and desperately. "I’m-" Harry sucked on Malfoy’s lower lip. Malfoy was driving him mad. "I’m g-gonna, fuck, I’m gonna come!" Harry moaned out.
Draco was so surprised, "What?" Then Potter was down at his cock again and he quickly took his member into his mouth, sucking deeply.
Draco arched his back in response, all of his senses tingling as he felt his climax nearing in full swing.
"Fuck! Fuck! Don’t stop.." Draco cried, and Potter moaned around his cock. He took his prick deeper into his throat and swallowed.
Draco nearly screamed. Sweet fucking Merlin. He was so close. He bucked his hips against Potter’s mouth.
Harry swallowed around his cock again and stared up at a flushed, open-mouthed Malfoy moaning while he squirmed.
Harry quickly reached down and gripped his own cock, jerking quickly as Malfoy’s hands found their way into his hair again.
"Fuck," groaned Malfoy and Harry moaned over his cock, sucking faster and moving his hand more swiftly over his own cock.
Harry started to feel himself nearing the edge. He sucked Malfoy deeper. Malfoy moaned. "I’m so close!"
Harry moaned around his cock, he was close too.
"Fuck Harry, I’m gonna fucking come!"
The use of Harry’s name drove him over the edge, he quickly deep throated Malfoy’s cock and moaned. Then he was coming, swallowing and mewling deep over Malfoy’s cock, spilling his load onto his hand, the floor, and probably Malfoy’s leg as he shook and sucked.
Draco felt Harry’s hot come against his thigh and that sent him tumbling over. "Fuck!" Pleasure tore through his veins as he threw his head back, rutting his hips as deep as he could into Harry’s throat as his legs and body trembled, shuddering as he grasped at the floor, spilling his seed in Harry’s mouth, moaning out as the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced hit him like a stunning spell. "Fuck Harry!"
Draco was still coming. Potter was still sucking. Draco thought he might faint from the pleasure. Potter moaned over his cock.
Harry swallowed every drop Malfoy was offering him, he tasted far less bitter than he imagined. He almost tasted sweet. Harry sucked and laved at his softening cock until Malfoy stopped shaking.
Then Harry grabbed his wand and vanished the mess, before kissing up Malfoy’s stomach and chest, all the way to his lips.
Harry kissed him, and Malfoy moaned contentedly into his lips, before weaving his fingers into his hair loosely and pushing him closer into his mouth.
Draco did not want Potter to pull away. He wanted to keep kissing him. He moved one of his hands to cup his face, deepening the kiss even more. He thought he might’ve tasted himself on Potter’s tongue. Draco moaned again, moving his leg to intertwine with Potter’s.
Potter sighed tiredly into him, letting himself fall against Draco and succumbing to his kiss. Draco moaned softly, tightening his grasp in his hair.
Harry moved his kisses to Malfoy’s jaw, kissing down to his neck before placing his palms flat against the ground and straightening them, looking over Malfoy.
He started down into his grey eyes. He had a flush on his cheeks and his bottom lip between his teeth. Malfoy swallowed. He seemed nervous.
Harry smiled at him, and leaned down to kiss him again, starting at his lips, but then moving from his cheek all the way to his ear.
"I can’t wait until Friday.." he whispered against the blond’s skin.
He heard Malfoy let out a soft gasp and he pulled away. The Slytherin gave him a small nod before Harry got up, got dressed, and left before Malfoy could say anything.
Draco groaned and laid back against the floor. It was weirdly a lot harder than it had been moments ago.
Friday…
Draco didn’t know if he could wait until then..

Thoughts? I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Let me know if you would like me to continue it, and if so if you like this type of writing (a tiny bit more in depth) or my writing in the first chapter better. Or lmk if you have any suggestions or requests :)
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