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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,343
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Alternate Ending
Alternate Ending: The first Night: The day after Harry’s 21st birthday.
Draco, sliding his knees up so that his feet were flat on the ground, and his thighs brushing Harry’s ass, abruptly propelled them over so that Draco was on top. His hips ground into Harry’s, and with his strong hands he grasped Harry’s wrists and pressed them forcefully into the ground above his head.
Looking caught between surmounting anger and exponentially increasing tension, Draco paused for a millisecond that lasted a fortnight, before carefully, slowly, bringing his lips down very close to Harry’s face…so close Harry could smell Draco’s husky scent and feel his warm breath across his cheeks.
“What,” Draco whispered throatily, deeply, sexily, “was that.”
But it wasn’t a question. The question was which of them moved into the kiss first…but it really doesn’t matter now.
Throats were nuzzled, necks were nipped, earlobes were toyed with, and everything, everything, was delicious, and everything, everything, felt as if the past ten years of their lives, for it was ten years exactly, since the day they had first met, led up to this point.
Draco, sliding his knees up so that his feet were flat on the ground, and his thighs brushing Harry’s ass, abruptly propelled them over so that Draco was on top. His hips ground into Harry’s, and with his strong hands he grasped Harry’s wrists and pressed them forcefully into the ground above his head.
Looking caught between surmounting anger and exponentially increasing tension, Draco paused for a millisecond that lasted a fortnight, before carefully, slowly, bringing his lips down very close to Harry’s face…so close Harry could smell Draco’s husky scent and feel his warm breath across his cheeks.
“What,” Draco whispered throatily, deeply, sexily, “was that.”
But it wasn’t a question. The question was which of them moved into the kiss first…but it really doesn’t matter now.
Throats were nuzzled, necks were nipped, earlobes were toyed with, and everything, everything, was delicious, and everything, everything, felt as if the past ten years of their lives, for it was ten years exactly, since the day they had first met, led up to this point.