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Getting off And Getting Even	By : Samaelthekind Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4648 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Getting Off And Getting Even Part 3...by Samayel
"YOU ABSOLUTE SHIT! I swear I'll hex you blind when I get to my wand! You cannot possibly be serious!!"
Harry stood calmly a few feet away from Draco in the Owlery, grinning like a Cheshire cat. Draco was stark naked on one of the top towers of Hogwarts. It would be a long way back to the Slytherin common room without a wand, after curfew, and with no explanation for his sudden nudity that wouldn't get instantly awkward. It had taken three months to engineer this perfect moment. Three months of scheming, practicing wandless magic, and negotiating a return to their nocturnal activities.
Harry had been a perfect gentleman the entire time, making the peace between them cost a little, but not so much that it wouldn't be acceptable. They'd taken up seeing each other again after a month of hurled insults, and once that first nervous encounter ended without any vengeance on harry's part, Draco slowly began to let his guard down.
It had been worth the patience. Harry had enjoyed every minute of the past two months, especially the parts where they'd figured out how to 'sixty nine'...at which point almost nothing else seemed to matter and that was about all they wanted to do when they could get time alone. There had been no wands allowed at their trysts since their recent reunion. It was a rule that each of them had followed without fail, mostly because there were some (fairly legitimate) issues of trust that hadn't been resolved. It had been Harry's only major sticking point for the deal that got them back together.
After a steady two months of uninterrupted mutual pleasure, Draco finally stopped being edgy about every little detail and relaxed. He couldn't have known that Harry had been privately practicing wandless magic with a heretofore unknown level of dedication. After a few minutes of lying together in post sexual bliss, Harry had risen to stretch his legs, naked as the day he was born, and transfigured their pile of clothes into a few pieces of very skimpy emerald green lingerie.
"You're insane, Potter! You're naked now too! Those were our clothes, you idiot! How do you get back to your House, now?"
Harry smirked and reached for something on the floor that had lain there unseen. "Because I have an Invisibility Cloak...and you don't. I can be naked all the way back...doesn't matter for me...but it's a long way to the dungeons from here." Harry peeled back a fold of the cloak to show it was real.
Draco fumed, "Really? Either run the length of Hogwarts butt naked...or wear this all the way home? What makes you think I'll choose either of those fates? Do you realize how much you'll pay for this when I get my wand back? This could mean war, Potter!"
Harry smiled in the face of danger. He hadn't played the last card yet. "Oh yeah...I've thought about it! For three months. I'm still bitter about the hair. Slytherin's aren't the only ones who can lie, you know."
Draco actually paused for a minute, looking a little amused. "You planned a revenge for three months? For me? You know...that's actually so Slytherin it's kind of hot. I think I like that you have it in you to pull of something like this. But seriously...don't leave me like this. Change the clothes back. You win. You got me."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Speaking of having it in me...let's talk about what I'd like to have...in you. I left a third option open for this 'revenge' scenario. Put the outfit on...and let me do what I want...and I Transfigure it back when we're done. We both walk out of here like nothing ever happened."
Draco's mouth gaped for a moment, then slammed shut while he absorbed what was being asked of him. "You...are a perv. A speccy, nasty perv, Potter. You want me to dress girly for you and let you have one off in me rather than face embarrassment on the way back to my House? C'mon...we haven't even done 'that' yet!" Unfortunately, Draco's poker face might have been perfect, but his ability to hide his suddenly returning erection spoiled the effect he was hoping for.
Harry grinned at the sight of Draco turned on by his situation. "Looks like you don't think its that bad of an idea! At least your dick agrees with me."
A furious blush followed. "What? I'm not Slytherin for no reason at all! Blackmail is kinda sexy. You'd be surprised how normal it is for most of us to lose our virginity under circumstances like these. Besides...they are a nice shade of green...if you were really evil you'd have made them red and gold. Prat. Do you really want me to do this...without lube? It's my first time...I was kind of thinking of having it be you anyway...just...you know..not like this!"
One of Harry's feet nudged the cloak aside, revealing a small tube of lubricant. "Just in case. Hey...I said I had three months to plan this...and the goal here isn't to hurt you. You're free to make a run for it and become Hogwarts most famous Streaking Slytherin...or this. I'm just in this to remind you that I can be as sneaky, as clever, and as wicked as you any day of the week. Put it on. All of it. Then face the wall."
Draco gave a nervous grin that was wildly out of place on his usually aloof or irritated face. Then he shrugged. "Okay..I'm in. Just...you know...go slow." He started picking up the lingerie and figuring out how to get the two skimpy pieces of fabric on, when he held up the panties and stared for a minute. "BACKLESS! God you're a fucking perv, Potter! It's a good thing for you I find that attractive! It's kind of refreshing to see a Gryffindor who isn't a total romantic sap."
Harry chuckled softly and couldn't contain a goofy grin. "Just get them on and put your hands on the wall. This is gonna be awesome."
Tugging the last of the outfit on and feeling horribly awkward, as well as terribly exposed, Draco turned and put his hands on the stone wall behind him. He looked back across his shoulder nervously while Harry approached, wondering if the clever clod would actually make this nice...or foul it up and make it the worst memory ever. "Like this, right?"
Harry moved in close behind him until he could feel the warmth of another body pressed against him, and suddenly a warm mouth was against Draco's own and it was almost possible to forget that the situation was so outlandish. Warm arms around him and a fine body pressed close to him in a way that had become familiar over the past few months made it all melt away while they kissed.
Except for the fact that he was reminded of what he was wearing when Harry slithered a hand across the cheek of his arse, which was bare in the backless lingerie and letting him feel the stiffened flesh that was brushing up against his inner thigh. Draco's dick had gotten stone hard while they snogged and a faint dot of moisture had formed on the front of the panties. "Such...a perv...make it good, Potter."
He barely got the words out between kisses. Then lubricated fingers were pressing 'there' and he reflexively gasped with shock. It felt good...gentle...like slow rubbing around a place that found it welcome even if it seemed weird. Harry was kissing his bare shoulder and nipping softly at the back of his neck, all while those fingers teased Draco into eagerness. Draco could actually feel his cock pulsing with need and instinctively reached to relieve himself, when Harry's free hand caught his wrist halfway and gently put it back on the wall.
"Shhh. No hands. It's a game...like a challenge. I don't want you to touch yourself. Just keep them on the wall."
Draco groaned piteously. His voice was oddly hoarse when he whispered back. "Please...I...I wanna come. I can come again...I'm sure of it. Lemme..."
Harry nipped at Draco's neck again and whispered, "No...you'll thank me later. There's more to it. Just wait." With Draco aching for something more and Harry's own dick stone hard and slick with lube, Harry pressed the head gently against the pink whorl and paused. He gave his last instructions to Draco while he pushed ever so slightly again, hinting at wanting in but not using enough pressure to make it happen just yet. "Now's your part. Just push back onto me. At your own speed. So it won't hurt. Use me. Make yourself come. No hands. If you can get yourself off...you win the game."
Draco hissed softly, "S...sooo nasty. No...no idea...you were so pervy. S' hot." Then he pushed back slowly, trying to make himself open for the erect cock pressed against him. It wasn't entirely easy, but it wasn't as difficult as he'd imagined. Since he was the one deciding how much went into him and at what speed, it was actually fairly exciting. Draco just moved his hips, rocking slightly back and forth, until he had most of Harry's dick inside him and was comfortable with it.
It was still odd, feeling full 'there', stretched open and slick and with Harry warm and alive inside of him. He could hear Harry occasionally gasp or hiss with pleasure, and Draco just focused on savoring the sounds he was causing and enjoying the sensations that seemed to keep his cock utterly rigid and dripping pre-come into the soft cloth that imprisoned his dick.
His movements became more frantic and desperate, faster and shorter, legs clenching tightly while muscles he'd never imagined trying to use instinctively guided him toward release. With a strangled cry, Draco's cock erupted into the panties while he shook and trembled from head to toe, feeling tears well up from the intensity of the orgasm he was experiencing. Suddenly Harry pulled him away from the wall and into strong arms that held him upright while he almost collapsed, and he could feel Harry suddenly press himself deeper into Draco's body than before while he finally came as well.
They stood gasping and panting, clutching each other for almost a minute before Harry finally smothered Draco with a kiss before he whispered, "You won. That was...beautiful. I told you you wouldn't be sorry."
Draco was still having trouble forming words, and just dragged Potter down to the ground where they could lie and snog for awhile. Harry was a perfect gentleman once again...and lived up to his end of the deal. the clothes were transformed back to normal, and a slightly dazed Draco wandered his way back to Slytherin House with a stupid grin plastered on his face that he couldn't control. Win. Lose. If he got off like that every week...who could give a flying fig about anything else?
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THREE YEARS LATER
Their old classmates were hurling rice at them while they dashed for the car, each looking quite dashing in formal wear. They dived into the back of the limo and a second later it tore away with signs fluttering the announcement of their nuptials. Draco snogged Harry furiously as the driver took them towards their outbound flight for a well deserved holiday overseas. Draco pulled away from the kiss and stared into Harry's eyes a little dreamily. Then he leaned in close and whispered, "Now. Now we're even, Potter."
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