The Way You Lie | By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2243 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"So, maybe I'm a masochist. I try to run, but I don't ever want to leave."*
"Draco!"
I tell myself not to stop.
"Draco, please."
There's so much pain in his voice. I can't help myself. I have to stop, but I do not face him.
"Don't leave, please, don't leave."
Don't leave? Is he serious?
"It's not what you think."
"It's not what I think? You can't be serious! You're running around with that redheaded… tramp. I'm not stupid, Harry Potter."
I feel the old animosity rise up between us. I can't decide if I want to hit him or push him against the nearest hard surface and fuck him into oblivion.
"I'm not sleeping with her, Draco, I never have. I don't want to. Please, just come back inside and we'll talk, okay?"
I don't want to talk, I want to beat him senseless. I turn to tell him so and my breath catches in my throat. He's naked. Well, there is a towel, but it's not hiding much. His eyes are wide, his nostrils are flaring, every muscle in his body is tensing invitingly, and he's hard.
It's been so long since he's responded to me like this; he's practically vibrating from the tension between us.
"I…" I don't know what to say, what to do. I'm still so bloody mad at him, but I want nothing more than to kiss him, hold him, make love to him.
"Come back inside, Draco." He isn't yelling anymore, but there's still something dangerous in his voice. I know, if I go back in that house, I'm never leaving. His eyes are promising me the best fuck of my life. I drop my trunk in the grass and I step forward. I've always been the type to follow my cock, it's how I ended up in his bed in the first place.
His breath gets shallower with every step I take toward him and fire flows white hot through my veins. He moves back as I reach the door. I take care to shut it before I touch him, if not I don't know that I'll care to do it.
I take just a moment to rest my head against the cool wood of the doorframe and I can feel him just there. He's panting against the skin of my neck, but he has not moved. I need this moment of calm before the storm. Its been so fucking long since its felt like this, like I might die if he doesn't touch me right now.
Then he does and the rest of the world ceases to exist. He's pulling insistently at my shirt, but there's not time to worry about saving it. While he's pulling at the back, I rip the front open and find satisfaction at the way the buttons scatter noisily around the room.
"Yes." Hot air ghosts over my exposed skin seconds before his mouth follows it. I shudder at the first swipe of his tongue and I press further into the door, already seeking whatever friction I can find.
It should be embarrassing, the way I'm humping frantically into the door as he reacquaints himself with my body, but it isn't. He's always been able to reduce me to whimpers quickly, and this time is no exception.
"I'll take care of you, baby. Never wanted anyone else, only you… god, only you. It's only ever been you." The words are half broken sobs and my heart lurches at every one of them. I want to believe him so badly.
His hands slide around my waist and knead into the flesh of my stomach as he pulls me away from the door and against his body. As we stumble backward, I see the towel on the floor and my cock throbs with the knowledge that he really is naked now.
I try to turn in his arms, but he holds me firmly as he moves us toward the bedroom. As he's fumbling with the knob, I break free and force him roughly into the wall. Now that we're face to face, I can see how flushed he is, how much he wants me.
As I study him, I wonder how I could have been so blind. He doesn't want this normal life to which we've adapted. He wants this, this tug of war, this raging volcanic eruption. He wants the adversity, he thrives on our volatile passion. I run my thumb roughly over his bottom lip and he nips at it almost harshly.
I break, he breaks me, as always. I can't be bothered with getting us to the bed, I need him now. He tugs shakily at my belt, but I slap his hands away.
"Hands above your head, now."
I don't expect him to comply and he doesn't disappoint me. Instead of doing as I bid, he tangles his fingers tightly in my hair and slams our mouths together. His tongue invades my mouth as if he means to eat me alive and his teeth tear at my lips. It hurts, it burns, its so fucking perfect.
I fight to get the fastening on my trousers open and tremble with relief when my cock finally springs free. He growls loudly as I thrust against him, then he's climbing me. There's a frenzied scrambling of hands and feet, and then - with the help of the wall - I'm supporting his weight.
"Lube." I barely get the word out before he's shaking his head and searching for my hand. It seems that saliva will be the only thing to ease my way, but he isn't put off by the idea.
My wet finger pushes into him at an odd angle, but he sighs loudly as his head falls back against the wall. It's only seconds until he's bucking wildly, trying to pull me deeper and begging.
"Please, Draco. That's enough, god please, fuck me." He whines when I don't impale him as quickly as he'd like.
"Sshh, Harry." His head falls forward slightly and I get to see that lovely unfocused look in his eyes. It's a look that's always meant either one of two things: fighting or fucking.
"Draco…" I still him again when he tries to pull me closer.
"It this want you wanted, love? You need me to own you? Show you that you are mine?"
He nods vigorously.
"Yes. Either way, I'm yours, you're mine. I don't care who does the showing, I just need you. Need us to be us."
* From the song 'Love the Way You lie' (Part 2) by Rihanna featuring Eminem. As I am certain there are other people who 'own' or profit from this song (and the list would be entirely too long to post here), I would hope that I can just state that it is in NO WAY mine and I DO NOT profit in any way from the use of the lines heading the chapters of this work of fiction.
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