So Far Away | By : Gwenling Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 22108 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 28 – Time Apart
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Mid-terms might not be so bad, but leaving for the Christmas holidays was no easy task. And not for just one of the boys. No, all four of them were affected more than they were willing to admit. After all, they were guys, and guys didn’t get a sinking feeling in the pit of their stomach when thinking about leaving their roommates for several days at a time. That is, unless you happened to be involved with one of them.
Harry and Draco had taken their last final that morning and had attended the Christmas Ball after dinner, putting in an appearance for an hour or so before slipping back to Harry’s room, and into the king-size bed that he had transfigured before they left. Draco had teased him about it but now he was glad that Harry had thought of it beforehand because as soon as the door closed behind them, there was no time for anything but getting naked.
"I will miss you, you know," Draco said as he and Harry lay sprawled across the bed, his long fingers trailing up and down his lover’s sweat-covered back, Harry’s hand resting on Draco’s pale stomach.
"Too bad I can’t say the same thing for you," Harry teased, his emerald eyes dancing merrily. "At least at Chad’s I’ll have some peace and quiet and not have to listen to you nagging at me all the time."
Draco’s eyes widened as he looked down at Harry, whose head was resting on Draco’s shoulder. "Nag? I’ll have you know that Malfoys do not NAG, Harry."
"Yes, well, at one time you also said that they didn’t beg either," Harry reminded his lover as he teased Draco’s sensitive navel. "I think you’ve proven that theory incorrect several times over," he said with a grin.
"If you weren’t such a horrid person and would give me what I want, I wouldn’t have to beg," the blonde declared.
"Spoiled brat is what you are. You need to learn how to have patience," Harry said as he dipped his finger into the indention on Draco’s stomach, causing the other wizard to moan quietly. "Good things come to those who wait."
Draco grabbed Harry’s hand. "So you say. And you need to learn how NOT to tease," he said before taking the offending digit into his mouth and sucking gently, his tongue swirling around it.
Now it was Harry’s turn to moan. "Merlin, Draco. Please don’t do that," Harry said as he tried to pull his hand away from Draco who only held on tighter, sucking harder, nipping at the pad.
"Hmm, I wonder if the great Harry Potter can come from me doing this to him," Draco commented to nobody in particular. "I can make him come by sucking him off," he said as he licked a path from the palm up to the tip of Harry’s finger. "Even better if I’ve got a finger or two buried in his arse," he said as his tongue swirled around the end and then he laughed wickedly. "I’ve even made him come from spanking him. I wonder how many more ways I can make him do it," he commented as he took the entire digit into his mouth again.
This time Harry managed to extricate his finger from the wet cavern, although it took a vicious yank to do so. "Bloody hell, Draco," he said as he rubbed the saliva-covered appendage on the sheets. "You’re just looking for ways to torture me. I told you earlier to let me rest for a bit and then we’d have another go."
"Do you realize how long it will be before we can do this again?" Draco queried. "Hmm, do you? Five days, Harry. Five long days of not seeing you, which means no touching, no snogging, no shagging. Merlin, we’ve never gone that long before."
Harry nodded. "Yes we have."
"When?" the blonde asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Before we got together. I can assure you that we went a full six years without the snogging and shagging. As for the touching, well, we touched almost daily by either pushing each other or outright fighting," Harry said.
Draco sat up abruptly, dislodging Harry from his resting place. "Merlin save me from Gryffindors who think they’re comedians!" he exclaimed. "I’m serious! Do you realize how hard this is going to be?"
"Watch it Draco. It’s starting to sound as if you care about me," Harry teased as he rose up a bit to rest on his elbows.
A toss of Draco’s blonde hair had Harry almost laughing. "Not you, Potty," Draco commented with a mock-shudder. "More like that gorgeous cock of yours," he said as he ran a finger up the length of Harry’s reawakening flesh. "And those succulent lips," he said as he leaned over and caught Harry’s bottom lip between his teeth. "That wicked tongue," he said as he touched the tip of his tongue to Harry’s. "The rest is just … eh," he teased with a shrug as he pulled away.
"Eh? Did you just say I was ‘eh’?" Harry asked as he slowly sat up, his emerald eyes glowing. "I’ve never been ‘eh’, Draco."
"Oh really?" the blonde asked as he noticed the look in his lover’s eyes. This was going to be good, he thought to himself as he inched backwards on the bed.
"Yes, really," Harry said as he moved onto his hands and knees, slowly following his boyfriend around the bed. "And you want to know how I know this?"
Draco shook his head, the fringe of his locks brushing over silver eyes. "Not really, but I have a feeling you’re going to tell me just the same," he said as he was now backed against the headboard with nowhere to go.
Harry crawled onto Draco’s lap and linked their fingers together. "Because Draco Malfoy would never be associated with someone who was just ‘eh’, as you so eloquently put it. Which means that I must be above average, at least," he said as he lowered his lips to nibble on the sensitive skin between Draco’s neck and shoulder. "Would that be a fair assumption?" Harry breathed against the pale skin.
"Parts of you are, Potter," Draco whispered.
Harry pulled away from Draco and sat back on his heels. "It’s either the entire package or nothing at all, love. There is no in-between," Harry informed him.
"Everything or nothing you say?" Draco asked as his gaze took in the body before him, starting at the messy shock of black hair, his eyes caressing each inch of Harry’s naked form, giving him an once-over as if he had never seen him before. His eyes lingered on the thick shaft that stood out from the nest of curly, dark hair. After a minute of his perusal, he grinned. "I’ll pass," he said.
Harry’s smile was wicked. "Pass you say?"
Draco nodded. "That’s what I said. I’ll pass."
The raven-haired boy slid his hands up Draco’s thighs, stopping to rest on his hips. "We’ll see about that," he said before moving them a few inches higher and tickling his boyfriend mercilessly.
"Harry! Stop!" Draco shrieked as Harry’s fingers tortured his body. "No! Harry! Please! Stop!" he cried.
"Tell me you want the whole package, Draco, and I’ll stop," Harry taunted, his fingers attacking all of Draco’s ticklish spots – above his hipbones, the sides of his rib cage, behind his knees.
When Harry grabbed a long leg and held it, Draco’s silver eyes narrowed. "You wouldn’t," he said as he watched Harry’s fingers trailing down his calf.
Twin brows lifted. "I wouldn’t?" Harry said as his fingers continued their trek.
"Oh Merlin, please Harry," Draco begged as Harry reached his heel.
"Please? Please what?" he asked as he stilled his progress.
"Please don’t. I’ll say it, just … stop," Draco said in defeat.
A Malfoy-worthy smirk appeared on Harry’s face as he waited. When Draco said nothing, Harry’s fingers moved a bit. Draco reached for Harry’s hand but was swatted away.
"Say it, Draco," he commanded as his fingers rounded the heel.
"Fine! You win! Everything! I love everything, including that mess you call hair," Draco said and instantly regretted it as Harry’s fingers danced along the bottom of the foot causing another shriek from the blonde.
Harry fought to keep a hold of Draco’s leg but was fast losing his grip since Draco was thrashing about wildly on the bed, the pale body seeming to move in ten directions at once. He finally gave up and pounced on the other wizard, pinning him to the bed with his own body.
"Now see, that wasn’t so hard to admit, was it?" Harry said as he brought Draco’s legs up and wrapped them around his waist.
Draco grinned. "Not if it gets me shagged again," he said as he rolled his hips against Harry’s.
"Think you deserve another shag?" Harry asked as he shifted his hips back, his cock nudging Draco’s entrance.
"Probably not but you won’t deny me, will you?" Draco asked.
Harry groaned as he slid into Draco again, who was still loose from their earlier round. "No, my dragon, I won’t deny you this," he said as he leaned down and claimed Draco’s lips as their bodies moved together one last time.
* * * * *
The following morning found all four in the midst of packing, knowing full-well that it should have been completed last night, but each had been busy with other, more pleasant things and packing for a trip was the last thing on their minds. Or maybe not since the two couples had stayed up all night, dreading the time the sun would rise, signaling the day that everyone went their separate ways, at least for a little while.
Once everything had been magically shrunk and tucked away in the pockets of their jackets, everyone made their way down to the Great Hall for a quick breakfast and then they were off to Fairfield to catch the train that would take them to Central Station. From there, everyone would portkey to their final destinations, Chad and Harry off to New Orleans while Allen and Draco would continue on to Southern California.
"Five days, Draco," Harry said as they stood in the center of the train station, his thumb caressing his lover’s bottom lip. "Five days and then I’m all yours."
Draco nodded. "For an entire week. You, me and every room in the Manor," he teased.
Harry leaned in and gently kissed the soft pink lips. "How about we start in your room and see if we make it out of there first before you plan the rest of our week."
"Deal," Draco said before Harry claimed one last kiss.
A few feet away, Allen and Chad were saying their goodbyes.
"Make sure you have your web cam up and running," Chad whispered into Allen’s ear as they embraced.
"Oh fuck," Allen said. "What about Draco? And Harry?"
"They can have their time on it," Chad said, "but not until we get ours."
"Sounds like a plan," the brunette said before kissing his boyfriend goodbye.
They moved to the appropriate port-key pads and a few seconds later arrived at their appointed destinations.
* * * * *
After settling in and having dinner with the family, Chad and Harry climbed into Chad’s SUV and went into town for a few hours. Chad was a wonderful tour guide, showing his roommate all of the interesting places and giving him tidbits of information, both Muggle and magical. Harry’s favorite place turned out to be the Celebration in the Oaks, New Orleans' premiere Christmas attraction. After stopping at a convenience store for a cup of hot chocolate, they took the two-mile driving tour through the hundred -year-old oak trees that had been covered in sparkling lights.
Harry had never seen anything like it. Anything and everything could be found on their trek, from the traditional Nativity scene to childhood favorites such as The Grinch. And then there were the ‘local’ themes. A 52-foot animated paddlewheel boat called "Rolling on the River" floated through the one of the neighborhood lagoons and a Cajun Santa in a pirogue being pulled by alligators was seen in another spot.
"I’ve seen it all now," Harry said with a laugh.
Jazz musicians filled the night air with lively renditions of old Christmas favorites and vendors could be found in various spots selling jambalaya, crawfish etouffee, muffalettas, café-au-lait, hot chocolate, beignets and cookies to those who wanted to snack as they toured.
Harry spotted several horse-drawn carriages and smiled at the sight of their occupants, couples of all ages out for a romantic evening. His eyes slowly closed as he pictured Draco and himself in one, snuggled down under the blanket as they were escorted about, his lover’s head resting on Harry’s shoulder, pale locks falling forward and resting against a high cheekbone, their fingers laced together. Of course Draco wouldn’t stop there. No, Harry suddenly found his imaginary-self with his jeans unbuttoned and unzipped and imaginary-Draco’s hand teasing his flesh as the long fingers wrapped around his cock, imaginary-Harry fighting to hold back the moans that threatened to give away their activity.
Obviously he didn’t try hard enough.
"You ok?" Chad asked.
Harry’s emerald eyes flew open at hearing Chad’s voice, the images fading away.
"Umm, yeah," Harry said as he shifted in his seat, trying to ease the throbbing pain that had found its way outside of Harry’s imagination.
"Miss him already?" Chad queried as he continued the slow drive along the marked roads.
Harry nodded. "Crazy, I know," he said as he stared out the window.
"If it makes you feel any better, you’re not alone in that regard," Chad commented.
Now Harry turned to him and grinned. "So you’re missing Draco too, huh?"
Chad cuffed Harry on the side of the head. "Merlin no!" he said. "I mean that you’re not the only one missing someone."
The raven-haired wizard laughed. "I know what you meant. I just couldn’t let that one slide by without comment."
"Alright, fine. You got me on that one. When we get back we’ll jump online and see what they’ve been up to," Chad offered, knowing there were ‘other’ things he wanted to do online with his boyfriend, but not sure how to broach the subject.
Harry’s face brightened. "Yeah? Chat with them?"
Chad nodded. "That’s one way we could communicate but I’ve also got a web cam and mic hooked up, so we can see and talk to them too," he said. BINGO. The perfect opening. But the wheels in Harry’s mind were already turning.
"Have you ever heard the term cyber?" Chad asked.
"Yeah, chatting with people online," Harry said. "We learned that in Muggle Studies."
Chad went on. "And what about cyber-sex? Ever heard of that?"
Harry blushed, thankful the interior of the SUV was dark. "Yeah, where you toss off while chatting with someone."
"Damn!" Chad exclaimed. "If Hogwarts included THAT in Muggle Studies, I should have transferred there a long time ago!"
"No, no, no," Harry said with a wave of his hand. "That part I learned from some of the magazines the guys brought to school."
"Guy on guy magazines?" Chad asked with a grin.
Harry shook his head. "Unfortunately not. Guy on girl magazines that totally squicked me out," he admitted. "But the articles were good."
"Not too many men can say that, now, can they?" he teased.
"Guess not. So back to the topic at hand," Harry said with a grin.
"Cyber-sex," Chad commented.
Harry nodded. "Have you ever done it?"
"Not really. I mean, I’ve looked at tons of gay porn but never hooked up with someone online to get off with," Chad admitted.
"But …."
Chad tried to hide his grin causing Harry to laugh.
"Oh this is excellent," Harry said. "You and Allen are going to do it over the holidays, aren’t you?"
His roommate nodded. "Yeah, but we didn’t know how you and Draco would take it."
"Count me in," Harry said and laughed as Chad looked over at him, shock registered on his features. "Not while you do it. But sometime. With Draco. Oh Merlin, he would flip if he knew I was thinking about this."
"Probably not if I know Draco," Chad commented as he maneuvered the SUV around a group of people who had been standing a bit too far out in the road. "But I know something that might."
"What?" Harry asked, his interest registering a ten on the inquisitive scale.
"I’ll set something up with Allen and you can surprise Blondie. You know, like set up a time for you two to chat and when he sits down at Allen’s computer, there you would be in all your glory," Chad suggested.
Harry smiled as thought after thought tripped through his mind. Oh yes, Mr. Draco Malfoy would have a nice present waiting for him. Which reminded Harry …
"I need to do some shopping within the next few days, before I go back to England. I still haven’t figured out what to get Draco," Harry commented.
"How about you wearing nothing but a big red bow?" the blonde asked.
"Hmm, not a bad idea," Harry admitted. "Although I have a feeling that Draco is the type of person who loves to open multiple gifts, not just one."
Chad laughed. "Spoiled brat is what he is."
The raven-haired wizard agreed. "Yes he is. But he’s MY spoiled brat," he said with a smile. "Guess I’ll just have to spoil him a bit more then. And I promise that my shopping trip will be nothing like Draco’s back at the beginning of term. Just tell me where I can find a store that sells top-of-the-line Wizard clothing and jewelry and I’ll take it from there."
"You’re kidding right? You’re planning to buy Draco clothes? Are you sure about that, Harry? I mean, he’s pretty particular when it comes to his clothing items," Chad said in hopes that Harry would abandon this crazy idea.
Harry grinned. "If I buy it, he’ll wear it. Trust me on this," he said as they continued their drive through the decorated neighborhoods. Harry was lost in thoughts of what he could buy the boy who he was sure had just about everything while Chad’s thoughts were centered around a certain date he and his dark-haired lover had later.
* * * * *
Two nights later found Harry sitting nervously in front of Chad’s computer, clad only in a pair of boxers. He knew he was crazy for wanting to do this, but he was missing his lover more than he cared to admit and from what Chad had told him, it wasn’t as bad as he first thought. Yes, it would be a bit uncomfortable at first, but once you got into it, it wasn’t so bad. Not as good as the real thing, but it was better than nothing.
A grin broke out on Harry’s face as he watched Draco enter Allen’s room take a seat at the desk. After a few clicks of the mouse, the instant messenger dialogue box opened and Harry started typing.
(greeneyedgryff) bout time you got here
(evilslytherin) don’t get your knickers in a twist harry .. btw, where are your clothes?
Observant little bugger, isn’t he? Harry thought to himself.
(greeneyedgryff) I’m dressed .. boxers are considered clothing
(evilslytherin) Ok, but where’s the rest of your clothes?
(greeneyedgryff) On the floor
(evilslytherin) Why?
(greeneyedgryff) Because
(evilslytherin) Harry
(greeneyedgryff) What?
(evilslytherin) What’s going on?
(greeneyedgryff) Nothing
(evilslytherin) You forget that I know you .. what’s going on?
Harry shrugged.
(greeneyedgryff) Felt like undressing
Draco grinned.
(evilslytherin) Well, since you’re undressed, want to have some fun?
Now Harry was smiling. Perfect.
(greeneyedgryff) Won’t be much fun if you stay dressed .. undress for me?
Smirk.
(evilslytherin) You mean strip
Harry nodded.
(greeneyedgryff) strip .. you’ve done it before
(evilslytherin) but I’m shy
Harry laughed.
(greeneyedgryff) You wouldn’t know shy if it bit you on the arse
(evilslytherin) I’d rather have YOU bite me on the arse
(greeneyedgryff) Strip and we’ll see what we can do about that
Draco’s pulse raced as he stood, his eyes never leaving the monitor. Merlin, he couldn’t believe he was doing this. Exciting as it was, he suddenly found himself nervous. With slightly trembling hands, he reached up and slowly unbuttoned the navy blue shirt, his fingers refusing to cooperate at times.
Harry licked his lips as his lover’s pale body was revealed to his hungry gaze. Sure, he had seen Draco every day since they left school, but it was always with his clothes on. He missed seeing the perfect form hidden beneath. Harry felt a tightening in his groin and he shifted in the chair as he watched Draco’s trousers fall to the ground, the boxers following. Merlin, could he be any more perfect? Harry thought to himself as he watched his boyfriend come back to the computer and take his seat again.
(greeneyedgryff) You’re beautiful
(evilslytherin) I know
Harry laughed.
(greeneyedgryff) Now turn on the mic
Harry watched as Draco’s gray eyes followed the pointer on the screen and then the voice chat was enabled.
"Can you hear me?" Draco asked.
The dark-haired wizard nodded. "Yes, I can hear you. Now set a silencing and locking ward."
"Why?"
"I don’t want Allen to come running in and interrupt us."
Draco’s brows furrowed. "I can be quiet, Harry. It’s not impossible," he said.
Harry smirked and lifted an eyebrow.
"Care to place a wager on that?"
Draco quickly shook his head.
"Didn’t think so," Harry commented with a grin as he watched Draco set the wards on Allen’s room.
"So, how do we do this?" Draco asked, feeling unsure about how to proceed.
"Go lay on the bed," Harry said as he stood and removed his boxers.
Draco looked over his shoulder at the piece of furniture in question. Silver eyes slid back to the screen to catch Harry undressing.
"Merlin, I miss you," Draco said drawing emerald eyes back to the screen.
"Is it me you miss?" Harry asked with a smile, "or maybe something else?" the Gryffindor teased as his fingers played over the length of his hardness before sitting down again.
Draco’s own hand disappeared under the desk as he slowly stroked himself.
"No, Draco. Go lay down. I want to watch you bring yourself off," Harry said as he leaned back in the chair and spread his legs a bit, getting comfortable for what was about to transpire.
Silver eyes widened and Draco’s hand stopped its motion. "I thought we were going to chat or something like that," Draco hedged.
Harry shook his raven locks. "No, I want to watch you. My voyeuristic side needs a fix and I’d rather watch you than some random guy online. I want to see you do it."
"Your voyeuristic side needs to be put on a leash," Draco quipped. "Or better yet, neutered."
"Please Draco?" Harry asked. "Do this for me and I promise I’ll make it up to you day-after-tomorrow. Only two more days, Draco, and we’ll be together. In that huge four-poster bed you keep telling me about," Harry teased. "What did you want to do? Oh yes, tie me up, I think it was," he said as he slowly stroked himself.
Draco groaned as he watched the motion of Harry’s arm, wishing it was his hand wrapped around his lover’s hardness. "Fine Harry, you win .. again," Draco said as he moved from the chair to the bed that was directly behind him, a couple of feet away.
"Move the chair, love," Harry suggested. "Want to see all of you."
Draco reached over and rolled the chair out of sight. "Now what?" Draco asked as he sat at the edge of the bed.
"Lay back and stroke yourself," the brunette said. "Think of all the things I’m going to do to you when we get to the Manor. Didn’t you say something about shagging in every room?" he teased.
Draco did as Harry asked and lay back on the pillows, his hand gripping his flesh and sliding the foreskin back to reveal the engorged head, clear liquid seeping from the slit. His eyes closed as his thumb caressed the sensitive spot underneath, a moan escaping through parted lips.
"Merlin, Draco. You look so fucking hot doing that," Harry said, his breathing increasing a bit at the image before him. "Listen to my voice, Draco. Imagine me lying next to you, kissing every inch of your body, my hands caressing your flesh. Can you feel me there? Can you feel me touching you?" he asked as he reclined in his chair and stroked his own hardness while his left hand slid lower and teased his sac.
The blonde’s long legs had fallen open as he touched himself, his right hand tugging at the heated flesh as the left trailed lightly over his chest, teasing the furled disks that had darkened from desire. Draco pinched and rolled the buds between his spit-slicked fingers, small jolts of electricity shooting straight to his cock.
"Mmmm, feels good Harry," Draco said as his body responded to his ministrations.
Harry was starting to feel the strain and knew that he wouldn’t last. Seeing his lover on display like this was quickly unraveling the hold he had on his sanity. Several minutes went by as Harry watched his boyfriend with lust-filled eyes, and listened to the sounds spilling over perfect pink lips, causing his own hand to increase in both speed and pressure.
"Are you thinking about me? Thinking about me taking you in the shower, or against the wall?" Harry asked, his voice thick with desire.
"Yesssss," the Slytherin hissed as he fucked his hand. "Wish you were here," he managed to say.
"Fuck yourself, my dragon," Harry cooed. "Use those incredibly talented fingers of yours and slide them into yourself."
Draco groaned. Merlin, what had gotten into his boyfriend? He thought as he brought his left hand to his mouth, sucking on two fingers, coating them with saliva. Not that he was complaining, he mused as he bent his knees, planting his feet firmly on the bed. No, this was just another side to his boyfriend that Draco was enjoying. He slowed his strokes on his cock to a gentle touch, a barely-there motion as he slid first one long digit into his passage.
"Nnnnngggghhhh," Draco moaned as the heat surrounded his finger. "Fuck yes," he said as he moved it in and out a few times, and then added the second, his right hand gripping his cock to keep himself from coming.
Harry’s movements had ceased as he watched the digits disappearing into his lover’s body repeatedly. He had never seen anything like this before in his life and knew that this would be forever etched in his memory.
Quickly coming back to his senses, he spoke. "Fuck yourself, love. Imagine those are my fingers, my cock that’s buried inside you. I want to see you come for me," he said as he resumed his own activities.
The Slytherin did as he was asked and fucked himself with his fingers, adding a third, stretching his body as if it were Harry’s cock plunging into him. Hearing his lover’s voice was almost more than he could bear, but he held on. Silver eyes opened and looked at the monitor to find Harry’s head leaning back in the chair, his hand moving quickly on his flesh.
"Harry .. fuck .. Gods .. can’t hold .. much .. longer .. watching .. you," he managed to string together.
Emerald eyes flew to the screen. "Don’t take your eyes off of me. Watch me while I watch you," he said, hearing a loud groan come through the speakers and wrap around him. "Yessss, Draco. Make as much noise as you want. Merlin, I hope your mother is not at home in a few days because I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before," Harry said as his movements became erratic, his orgasm fast approaching.
Oh, too much, Draco thought as his own orgasm hit him with no warning. "Haaaaaarrrrryyyyyyy," Draco screamed as his internal muscles clamped down on his fingers, creamy fluid shooting from his cock to land on his stomach.
Harry had not missed a second of the display and he finally closed his eyes and allowed his body what it needed. After a few tugs on his flesh, Harry yelled. "Fuck yessss," he said as his own hand was covered with sticky fluid. His body relaxed into the leather chair, his eyes moving back to the computer screen. "Draco? You okay?" he managed to get out, his breathing reduced to quick pants.
The blonde nodded. "Barely," he said, his voice tinted with exhaustion. "Give me a minute, okay?"
"Take all the time you need," Harry said. "I’m just going to sit here and do nothing for a bit." His head lolled to the side as he watched his lover on the screen. Draco had cast a cleaning spell and was now staring at the ceiling, his eyes following the fan blades in their never-ending chase of each other.
"Harry?" Draco asked as he turned his head towards the monitor.
"Hmmm?" was the reply that came through the speakers.
"Just checking," Draco said as he slowly sat up and reached for the chair. "Didn’t want you passing out on me," he added as he rolled himself back in front of the computer desk. "Wouldn’t want Chad to find you in the state you’re in."
Harry laughed. "I’m sure that he and Allen are just as bad when they’re finished."
"Could be you’re right," Draco agreed as he leaned back in his own chair. "Merlin, Harry, I can’t believe we just did that. I’m starting to wonder about you, you know. First I find out about your voyeuristic activities back at Hogwarts, then we uncover your spanking fetish, and now we can add cybering to the list. What in the world have I gotten myself into?" Draco mused.
The brunette snorted. "Nothing you can’t handle, I’m sure," Harry said as he leaned over and snatched his boxers from the floor, quickly sliding back into them.
"All I know is that it’s going to be fun discovering all of your other kinks," Draco said with a laugh. "Like being tied up, maybe?"
"Could be. Won’t know until we try," Harry said as he stretched his long limbs, the past few minutes catching up with him.
"Tired?" Draco asked.
"A bit. We were at a skate park for the majority of the day. That plus our recent activities wore me out," he said with a grin.
"Get your rest, love. In two days you’re all mine for an entire week and I plan to make the most of it," Draco informed his lover.
"Same goes for you. An entire week of just the two of us? You’d better get plenty of rest over the next two days because as soon as I get there, you’re arse is mine," Harry stated.
"Wouldn’t have it any other way," the blonde stated. "Guess I need to get dressed and let Allen have his fun with Chad," he said as he reached over and grabbed his own discarded clothing, quickly dressing again.
"Two more days, Draco. Think you can handle it?" Harry asked as he watched his lover get dressed.
"I can try," the Slytherin teased.
"You’d better do more than try, Draco. Two days and I’m going to nail your arse to the wall," Harry promised.
"Think we would upset anyone if we were to skip out a day early?" Draco asked, not wanting to wait any longer than absolutely necessary.
"Probably. You’ll be fine. We’ll be online tomorrow, and then the next day we’ll be at the Manor," the dark-haired wizard promised.
"Naked as the day we were born," Draco added.
Harry laughed. "You were born? I thought evil gits were hatched somewhere."
Silver eyes bore into the web cam. "You are so going to get it when we get to the Manor, Harry. This I promise you," Draco threatened.
"No, I think it’s YOU who’s going to get it as soon as we get there," Harry countered.
"We’ll see, Harry. We’ll see," the blonde said. "Guess we need to let the others have their fun, so I’ll talk to you tomorrow?"
Harry nodded. "Until tomorrow then. Goodnight Draco," Harry said.
"Night Harry," came the reply before the instant messenger box closed.
Two days, Harry thought to himself. He was pretty sure it was going to be the longest two days of his life.
TBC
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