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Untamed Heart	By : Prentice Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 13082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Note: heike - nope, no plagiarism at all. I am Heath R.M. One and the
same. :) For some reason adult fan fiction wouldn't let me use that pen name
(lord knows why) and so I used this one (one I used a long time ago) for it. I'm
just updating (re: revamping) this story before I post new chapters. I'm glad
you're loyal enough to tell me though hehe

Chapter 3

As a Malfoy, Draco had found that nowadays very little could excite him.
After all, when you had the world at your finger tips at any time of day, well,
lets just say the glamour and glitz was taken out of it very rapidly. Not that
he didn�t still appreciate the fact that at any time, day or night, he could get
what he wanted, whatever he wanted. That�s what being a Malfoy meant that.

No one ever red yod you. No one.

Which was why Draco now knew that this boy, with emerald eyes and cherry balm
lips, was going to be his. One way or another. Harry was going to belong to him.

The blonde suppressed a shiver of anticipation as he watched the other boy
move towards him, a natural liquid grace in his movements that Draco himself had
never possessed. It was a grace that screamed that the boy was not only
comfortable with himself but with the people around him. It was a grace that
Draco couldn�t help but wonder if he could make falter after one night of
non-stop pleasure?

Draco felt his stomach clench. Merlin, he could almost feel those long legs
wrapped around his waist as he pounded into the boy. See the way the boy would
scream his name and thrash beneath him as he came for the first of many times
that night.

Fuck.

Draco shifted, trying his best to adjust himself in his khakis without being
to noticeable. He didn�t want to scare this angel off even before he had the
chance to speak to him.

�He�s so beautiful� Draco mused, eyes tracking the other boy�s steps.
�How can something so beautiful be living here?�

Draco didn�t know. Didn�t dare to think, as a matter of fact, since now the
boy had stopped half a meter away and was looking at him with a mixture of
curiosity and uncertainty. Almost as if he were waiting for Draco to tell him to
go away. It wouldn�t happen, not in a billion damn years.

�Don�t be afraid baby. Just open those beautiful lips and talk to me.�
Draco encouraged mentally, lifting one hand casually to brush a strand of damp
blonde hair from his forehead. Harry tracked Draco�s movements steadily, as if
he were the prey watching the predator for any signs of an attack. Draco�s
stomach did another flip. If Harry was the kind of prey that Draco could catch,
he�d be the predator every time.

Sweat trickled down the side of his face and down his jaw causing him to
fight back a scowl as Harry�s eyes followed the movement. God, why did it have
to be so damn hot here? Sweat was probably pouring off of him in buckets and his
hair felt plastered to his head.

Harry, on the other hand, just stood there, a luscious flush covering his
golden tanned skin. Sweat glowing on his skin but not dripping like himself. He
probably looked a mess.

�Well there is nothing you can do about it now.� He chided himself,
watching the other boy shift nervously before stuffing both of his hands into
the soft denim pockets of his blue jeans. Draco sighed. If only those where his
hands�

Suddenly, the other boy cleared his throat, jerking the blonde out of his own
thoughts. Harry flashed a shy smile. It was enough to make Draco feel a tingle
of excited amusement run through him. This was it. The boy was going to speak�

�You lost?� Harry asked quietly, his voice carrying the short distance in but
a whisper. Draco�s stomach fluttered in delight. That voice�that god damn voice�

�Actually I was fixing to go to the Leaky Cauldron.� He replied smoothly,
years of learning how to be calm and collected coming to the forefront as he
watched the boy�s eyes flicker with surprise. �The mechanic told me there was a
phone there�?� He explained, making his comment half statement and half
question.

�Ah.� The other boy murmured, his eyes flickering down to the walkway before
he looked back to Draco with another small smile. �Afraid the natives bite,
huh?�

A startled laugh bubbled out of Draco as he watched the other boy�s eyes
glitter with amusement as his mouth curled into a crooked smile. Merlin. Draco�s
mouth went dry.

�God that mouth is going to be the death of me��

�You could say that.� He chuckled, once again brushing a stray lock of hair
from off his forehead. How he wished he had dressed differently today. Maybe in
that brand new outfit Madame Milkin had designed for him just last week. Fuck
that outfit made him look good. If only he had worn it today!

But how was he to know that he�d end up meeting such a beautiful creature
like Harry? The few people he knew he would have ended up running in to, he
didn�t want to impress or dazzle. His father, for one, would probably approve of
his outfit, if not a little begrudgingly since it wasn�t one of the more risqu�
outfits he owned. His father�s business partners wouldn�t give a damn and
Juliann...Hell, he could walk into the building wearing a trash bag and Juliann
would probably throw herself on the desk, spread her legs and beg him.

Draco swallowed thickly, images of this sweet angel in front of him, spread
out for him popping into his mind unbidden. Sweet Merlin, he really needed to
get a hold of his libido. It was bad enough he was testing his own limits of his
control but to do it in front of Harry...

�So�� The raven haired boy began, shuffling his feet somewhat nervously.
Draco couldn�t help but smile. He�d never had a lover who was shy before.

Oh sure, he�d had lovers who pretended to be coy and chaste but they had all
been fake. He had known it and they had known that he knew it. Not that that
had ever stopped him from taking them to bed with him. Blaise, for instance,
was a perfect example of that.

A family friend for more years than Draco cared to admit, the boy all but
threw himself at every wealthy man or woman who came his way. Draco included.
And Draco, like so many others before him, had indulged Blaise by taking him
into an alley way behind one of the clubs he frequented and screwing him before
going back into the club to dance and sweat off the boy�s stench.

Plus, taking all those different men and women into his bed had pissed off
his father to no end. Which was one of the things that Draco prided himself on.
His father was a half-way decent man when he wanted to be but he liked absolute
control over everything and Draco wasn�t going to give his father the
satisfaction.

�So� Harry began, once again snapping Draco out of his thoughts as he took a
hand from out of his pocket and brushed it through his hair. �Want some company
to the Cauldron?�

Draco felt another, larger, smile curl his lips. �I�d love some.� He said,
watching as a blush crept up the boys face.

�Follow me.� The boy murmured after a moment, turning and starting a
leisurely walk towards the Leaky Cauldron. Draco couldn�t help but let his eyes
trail down the boys body. Oh yes, the boy would definitely be his.

�I�ll make sure of it.� He promised his self, taking in the almost
feminine swing of the raven haired boy�s hips. The jeans the boy wore rode low
on his hips, giving the blonde a clear view of the caramel skin of Harry�s back
on every second step. Draco shuddered.

�Bollocks. I can�t believe I�m lusting after the boy�s back.� He mused,
hurrying to catch up as the other boy looked over his shoulder at him.

�Sorry. It�s just so hot.� Draco explained easily, once he was walking side
by side with the other boy. Harry flashed him a relaxed smile and shrugged,
muscles rippling beneath his skin with the small movement.

�It�s always like this, this time of year. It�s not so bad when you get used
to it.� He responded, pushing his glasses up his nose with his fingertips

Draco nodded. He knew how that was. With all the times his family had moved
around he had had to get used to some of the strangest climates there was. From
snow and ice every day to rain and humidity. But still, the heat here was
scorching in a way he couldn�t remember feeling before. It was so hot that the
back of his legs burned with each step he took and the soles of his feet were
uncomfortably warm. Perhaps, though, it was the company he was in that made his
insides feel as if they were on fire.

�How long have you lived here?� The blonde found himself asking, blinking
slightly in surprise. It had been years since he�d participated in anything
remotely close to small talk that didn�t revolve around him manipulating or
seducing the other party into either telling what he wanted to know or ending up
with a bed partner for the night. But, that wasn�t what surprised him, what had
was the fact that he truly was -- interested.

He wanted to get to know Harry. Draco�s stomach clenched in apprehension.
What the fuck was he thinking? Was he out of his mind? Hadn�t he learned his
lesson two years ago?

Draco shook his head. He didn�t have time to think about that now. Glancing
over, he noticed the tight look on the boy�s face and back tracked in his mind,
trying to decide if he�d said something again without realizing. He hadn�t.

�You don�t have to answer that if you--� He began but Harry blinked, shaking
his head and smiled.

�No, no sorry. I was just thinking. I�ve lived here most of my life.� Harry
responded, again flashing a smile at Draco.

Draco stared for a moment, watching the way the boy tried to make light of
the answer but there was no mistaking the bitterness that had tinted the last
words.

�I�m going to have to remember that.� The blonde thought, categorizing
the moment to ask about later. Perhaps after he had made love with the boy for
the first time. Draco froze, fear slamming into him as he stumbled a step before
catching himself.

�Made love? Hell! I hardly know him!� His mental voice warned panicked.
But the Draco�s eyes locked on the boy�s hips again. The gentle back and forth
swing of them and the smooth swish where the material of his shirt and jeans
rubbed against the bronze skin.

�Yes, made love.� Another voice spoke up. �That�s the only way it will
be with this boy. It won�t be quick and hard. It�ll be sweet and slow and make
your entire body ache.�

Draco shuddered.

�He�s not like that bitch. She was a manipulative whore. This angel
wouldn�t do that to you.� The voice continued.

Draco felt a lump in his throat.yes,yes, he did want to make love to Harry.
That is exactly what he wa. He. He didn�t want those quick one, two, three
sessions snuck behind some door somewhere. He wanted a sweet and leisurely
love-making so that he would be able to taste and savor every single spot on
that boy�s body.

But...

�He�s not like her.� The voice spoke up again. Draco wished he could
believe that.

�Where are you from?� Harry asked, seemingly not noticing the way the other
boy was beginning to lag behind. Once again, Draco quickly speed up till he was
a pace or two behind the other boy. Keeping the boy�s graceful and delectable
ass in plain view even as he cursed himself for it.

Clearing his throat in hopes the other boy wouldn�t notice the huskiness,
Draco replied. �Bit of every where really.�

Harry�s eye brows rose questioningly.

�My father owns Malfoy Enterprises.� Draco supplied, this time unable to keep
the mockery out of his voice. �We used to move around qui bit bit.�

�Used to?� The other boy echoed, waving at a dark-haired boy who had just
pulled up across the street. Draco scowled while Harry wasn�t looking. He didn�t
like the way the boy was looking at them.

�You mean looking at Harry.� Draco corrected. His scowl deepened. This
was ridiculous. He was acting like an idiot.

He�d only acted like an idiot once before and he wasn�t going to do it again.
He�d learned how much it hurt you in the end. It always ended up hurting you in
the end.

Draco started, realizing the other boy had stopped and was looking at him
curiously. He flashed a cool smile.

�You okay?� Harry asked, eyes taking on a concerned glint.

Draco nodded, forcing himself to stay as calm as he possibly could. �I�m
fine.�

Harry gave him a penetrating look, eyes sweeping over his features minutely
before he flashed a shy smile. �So, used to?�

�Hm? Oh. Yes. My father decided that he would be more effective,
business-wise, if he stayed at the home office from now on.� Draco drawled,
shoving his earlier thoughts to the side once again.

Now was not the time to drudge up ancient history. He�d done it enough in the
past and he�d undoubtedly do it again but not here and not now.

�I see.� Harry responded, though his voice wavered enough to reveal that he
didn�t �see� at all but was still making an effort.

Draco smiled. �So na�ve. So perfect.
God I want him.�

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