What We Need | By : Aerobabe9268 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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This is a more fun and suspenseful chapter :) I hope that everyone likes it :) This is Chapter 4 :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter :(
Warning: This has Male Sex and Smut :)
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"Body Shots," Demitri smirked from his place on the couch, not even bothering to transform into his humanoid form. After a slight glare from Harry the portrait swung open, letting him step into the rooms, closing it softly behind him. The living room was dark and he could hear the shower running in the bathroom. A sigh of relief escaped him as he silently crept into the bedroom that he shared with Draco. Quickly striping of his clothing, shoving the pastel clothes into his laundry bag so that the blonde wouldn't see them. He scrunched his nose as he jerked the lavender mask off of his face, hiding it in a box filled with his other masks, at the bottom of his trunk.
Taking a moment to glance around the room he noticed that the shorter boys bed hadn't been used the night before. Smirking slightly, Harry grabbed a towel from the shelf beside their door and wrapped it around his waist just as the bathroom door opened. Draco sighed as he stepped out of the steamed up bathroom, toweling his hair dry gently, not noticing the brunette standing across the room. "You just got here before me." Twisting around quickly, the blonde eyed Harry with wide eyes of shock.
"Potter, Stop doing that," Amusment danced in the emerald eyes that stared down at him and suddenly, Draco realized that he was standing in front of his rival in nothing but, a pair of boxers and a white tank top. Pink spread across his cheeks, back to his ears and down his neck gently touching the tops of his shoulders. His blue eyes determinedly looked Harry in the eyes though, even as his mind suggested that he look elsewhere. Especially, when he saw that the taller boy was only in a towel. Much less than himself. "Go take your shower."
Chuckling, Harry only nodded leaving the blushing boy to get dressed, wondering how embarrassed the boy would have to be for the blush to spread everywhere else on his body. The sound that left Draco's throat when the bathroom door was shut and locked couldn't be described as a sigh or a moan, being more of a mix between a frustrated groan and a relieved gasp. It took him minutes before he stepped to the end of his bed, where he had laid out his clothes and starting pulling them on. Once finished he walked out into the living room casting a tempus charm as he opened the refridgerator. It was only half past six.
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It was tuesday when Harry walked into his room to find his laundry from the last week, clean and folded on his bed. Setting his book bag by the bedroom door, he immediately set to putting them away in his trunk. After setting the clothes he had worn for the party in the bottom compartment of his trunk, he set the rest of the clothes into the top haphazardly. Shutting the trunk with a snap, the brunette smirked as he heard the common room door open.
Just as he was about to leave the room a glint of silver on his bed caught his eye. Walking over he reached down, picking up the silver tube that Angel had dropped while leaving Saturday night. "I almost forgot about it." At that moment the door to the bedroom slammed open and Draco stepped gracefully into the room, flopping down onto his bed.
"Almost forgot about what?" The question was in the air as the blonde turned his head towards him, blue eyes blinking curiously. "Oh my Merlin, You found it!" Draco was off of the bed and the chapstick was plucked from Harry's fingers before he could protest. By the time he had gained his barings, the shorter boy was applying the chapstick to his lips.
"Malfoy!" As Harry lunged for the chapstick, Draco hastily raised his hand gripping the silver tube, holding it out of reach. He crawled backwards on his bed until his back was plastered against the wall and head board. Harry followed trying to reach the tube that the blonde was currently holding out of his range.
"What are you doing, Potter?" The shorter boys eyes were wide, blue glowing a startling gray tint as amusement flashed within them. Harry tried a different tactic, getting on his knees, which made Draco quickly follow his lead stretching his hand up even further. "What do you want with my chapstick?" Emerald eyes narrowed on the blonde who barely held back an 'Eep', not liking the almost wicked glint that filled the Gryfindors eyes.
Seconds later Draco jerked his arm down with what he would deny later, a squeal. Smirking Harry made a grab for the tube but, the blondes arm went right back up in the air. Again Harry ran a single finger down the inside of the shorter boys armpit, now knowing that it would get the wanted reaction. Draco kept his arm lowered this time but, put his arm behind his back, his other hand coming to rest on the taller boys shoulder. "Just give me the chapstick."
Shaking his head harshly, the Slytherin tried to back up further or make himself a part of the wall. "What do you want with my chapstick?" Sighing Harry took the boys wrist that pushed against his shoulder, pulling it up over the blondes head, pinning it against the wall. When Draco tried to move his other arm out of behind his back, he found that the brunette had positioned them so that his arm was pinned behind him. Blue eyes widened as Draco saw the look in the emerald eyes staring down at him. "No," He tried pointing at Harry with his pinned hand which only seemed to amuse the taller boy. "No, Potter, No."
"I won't," Draco's sigh of relief never made it past his lips, "If you give me the chapstick." Gulping, Draco shook his head once more, sure that the Gryfindor wouldn't actually do what he threatened.
Muscles jerked harshly, laughter bubbled in the blondes throat as fingers skimming their way gently on the skin of his armpit. Pulling at his pinned wrist did no good as Harry held tightly, an amused smirk crossing his mouth. A snort escaped his lips, unwillingly smiling at the ticklish onslaught. "St-Stop it," Draco managed to get out just before the gently touches became more insistant.
"Gonna give me the chapstick?" Harry couldn't help his grin as the blonde shook his head. Giggles flowed out of the Slytherin as his fingers ran along the curve of the blondes under arm making sure to stay in the most sensitive areas. "Are you sure?" A squeal escaped Draco as Harry started to poke at the most sensitive part of his armpit.
"Wait!" Pulling his fingers away from Draco's risen arm, Harry leaned back slightly to get a better look at the flushed blonde. Gasping in gulps of air, Draco tried to catch his breathe, unable to stop smiling. "Just," A gasp had him pausing as he leaned his head back against the wall, "Just tell me why you want my chapstick." Giggles started to involuntarily build up again when the Gryfindor laid his hand on the shorter boys side just below the curve under his arm.
"It's not yours," The taller boy watched as confusion welled up in the Slytherin's eyes, "It belongs to someone else." He started to gently trace an unknown pattern in the boys armpit with a single finger tip, through the thin material of his blue shirt. Draco's features scrunched up with a grin as he tried to lean away from the invading touch.
A few giggles escaped his throat before he was able to get out some words, "Th-That's not," The sudden poke from Harry had a squeal flowing past his lips followed by quick laughter, "Po-possible."
The onslaught stopped once more as the brunette quirked an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" Taking in a deep breathe Draco looked up at Harry with a small smile.
"My mother makes the chapstick for me," A sigh was given before the shorter boy continued, "And, this is the first one that she's made." Shock coursed through Harry at the words. "Why? Where did you find it? Who did you think it belonged to?"
Blinking quickly, Harry stared into the blue eyes of the shorter boy, trying to calm the hurricane of thoughts that had started to storm through his mind. He didn't noticed that he had dazed out until Draco was laying him back on the bed and walking quickly towards the bathroom. The sound of water running had his attention snapping back to reality as the blonde made his way back to the bed. Sitting beside the brunette, Draco placed the wet towel across the boys forehead.
"Are you okay?" Emerald eyes glaced up at him, as his face began to whiten. "Your looking placid. Was it something I said?" Shaking himself from his thoughts, Harry breathed in deeply raising a hand to hold the towel to his head. With a grunt he sat up, Draco scooting backwards giving him some space.
"No, I'm fine," After making sure that he wasn't dizzy Harry stood from the bed, dropping the wet towel into his clothes bag. "It must have been you after all. I saw the tube fall out of someones back pocket and I could have sworn that it was someone else." Draco nodded at the explanation a worried glint lingering in his eyes. "Sorry about the misunderstanding." An unbidden smile came to the blondes features, causing butterflies to rise up in Harry's stomach.
While trying to force the fluttering feeling to leave him, the Gryfindor didn't notice when Draco rose and crossed the room. "It's fine. A mistake I'm sure you would have made with anyone." The shorter boy smirked wickedly as he stepped past Harry throwing a wink over his shoulder. Pink flooded the brunette's face as the blonde stepped from the room, the lustful feeling that would creep into him on his Saturday night rendevous with Angel filling the pit of his stomach, his pants becoming tighter than was comfortable. Biting back a groan, Harry walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him.
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"Star," Emerald eyes met blue as Harry turned towards the whispered call of his name. Angel stood in front of him barefoot, green leather pants adorning his legs and a white silk toja style shirt wrapped around him. "You're late." The blonde slinked forward from his place proped up against the bar. Bar? Glancing around Harry found that they were in the empty party hall. Green lace lined the off white mask that covered the upper half of the shorters face. "Why are you late?"
Thin arms wrapped around his neck as Angel pressed up flush against him. Low groans escaped the boys throats as their prominent erections came into contact. "I'm not sure," Harry muttered as the blonde leaned up towards him, breathe fanning across his face. A small smirk came to Angel's features as he placed a hand on Harry's chest and began to push him backwards.
Not sure what the shorter boy was doing but, trusting him none the less, Harry fell back when he felt the backs of his knees hit the edge of something. Cushions braced his fall as he landed on one of the many couches that sat around. Angel waved his hand towards the speakers and a heavy beat began to play in time with Harry's racing heartbeat. "You're going to fuck me now, Star," A throaty moan answered the blonde as the brunette reached down, beginning to undo the fastenings on his pants.
Cloth slipped easily over their bodies, falling in random places on the floor. "Merlin and Morgana, Angel," Harry sighed as the shorter boy stepped towards him, finally shed of his clothing. As Angel stepped up to the couch Harry reached out exchanging their positions quickly. The blonde found himself face down on the couch with his ass raised tantilizingly in the air. "Lubria," Gasps fell from Angel's lips as the charm stretched and prepared him for the brunette. "Are you ready, Angel?"
Only a quick nod answered him before he pushed into the tight, yet inviting hole. Together the boys shuddered at the feeling of being joined, momentarily pausing to gather themselves. Then, Angel began to squirm, wanting Harry to move. "Star," If possible the pleading whine had Harry hardening even further, "Move Star, Please Move." A sharp gasp was cut off as Harry pulled out until only an inch remained inside of the smaller boy before slamming home. "Ah!"
Sweat appeared on their bodies as the two moved together in an exotic rhythm. With a slight shift of his hips, Harry hit the bundle of nerves that guaranteed that Angel would see stars. Cries and moans flowed from the blondes lips as the brunette continued to aim for the spot, never letting up. When he felt that they were close he pulled completely out of the shorter boy, ignoring the whine that followed. Seconds later the boy was on his back, one leg wrapped around the brunette's waist and one thrown over his shoulder, as Harry entered him once more. "Mordred, You are so beautiful Angel."
"Star!" Angel moaned out as the taller boy took his leaking erection in hand, smoothly running his hand up and down the shaft in time to his thrusts into the smaller boy. "I'm, Star, I'm gonna," Was all the blonde was able to say before he came with a shout, "Star!" White cum covered Harry's hand and chest even as he came, groaning, when Angel's muscles tightened around him. Breathing deeply Harry couldn't help but, notice the musky scent in the air that he'd never taken the time to notice before. The smell of the actions that had just taken place. A happy chuckle met his ears and Harry glanced down at the blonde who continued to lay under him. "I think that might have been the best time yet."
Then, their lips were connected and Harry's eyes drifted shut as his lips fell open lazily, tongue meeting the blondes easily. He licked at the gums and teeth of Angel, nipping gently at his lips and licking the sting away. A grin came to his features as he pulled away mid snog. "You taste like cherry." Angel smiled at him with amusement.
"It's my chapstick." Harry took the shorter boys lips with his own, eyes drifting shut as they continued to snog where they'd left off. A niggling feeling rose in the pit of his stomach and his sighed into the kiss, becoming annoyed when the feeling wouldn't leave. "Are you okay?" Blinking his eyes open, Harry backed up so far that he almost fell off the edge of the couch. Sitting in front of him was Draco, staring at him with worried blue eyes, naked. "Star? Are you alright?" Panic flooded his veins as he took another scoot back.
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Harry woke up as he slammed into the cold stone floor of the bed room. The room was dark and the moon shone in through the window in between the two beds. Sweat covered his body as he sat up from his position, whipping at his forehead. Memories of the dream raced through his mind as he tried to calm his frantically beating heart, the music still pounding in his ears. It was then, that he noticed the very hard problem in between his legs.
Sighing, he pushed himself shakily to his feet and for a moment stood beside his bed collecting himself. Silence echoed in his ears now, as he turned towards the other bed in the room. Draco lay sprawled across the bed, comforter pulled up over his shoulders and to his chin. A calm expression was on his features and his breathing was even, save for the occasional sigh. "Star." Emerald eyes widened at the whispered word that had escaped the blondes mouth.
Raising his hands, fingers gripping his hair he cursed frantically in his head. "Fuck," The smaller boy groaned and turned the other direction muttering Harry's alias once again before drifting back into a deeper sleep. "Fuck." After another painful tug on his hair, when a particularly hard throb through his groin called for his attention, he turned towards the bathroom. Leaning against the wood of the locked bathroom door, Harry allowed the thought to enter his mind, Angel is Draco. Gingerly pulling his cock free from his pajama bottoms, his mind brought back images of the dream he had just woken from. "Fuck. It. All."
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I hope that everyone liked it :) I know that the smut scene wasn't as long or as detailed as previous ones but, that's because it was a dream sequence and I wanted it to seem more like a dream than like it was actually happening :) Please Review and let me know what you think :)
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