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Loyalties	By : ChimaeraChan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5764 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Come on guys, I have to pee!”
Barely glancing at the Irish idiot that was Seamus Finnigan, Draco pushed the boy aside and dragged Harry's panting, flushed form into the train's small bathroom. He spelled the door shut, only to have Harry push Draco onto the shut toilet lid and quickly undo his belt buckle as he knelt between Draco's knees.
Draco watched, eyes glazed as Harry pulled his hard cock from the confines of his pants and briefs. Harry pressed his face to his length, mouth opening wide as he rubbed and moaned against Draco's thick rod.
“Potter, you fucking slut. Wrap your lips and suck already,” Draco hissed, eyes momentarily rolling back when Harry obeyed.
They had not had an opportunity to do more than kiss for a day and a half, too busy packing, graduating and saying goodbye to long friends... And other pointless shit that seemed to pale in comparison to Harry sucking Draco down in deep.
The bond had strengthen since Harry had bit Draco, not to the point of reading minds or anything crazy like that, but definitely to the point where Draco could feel just how fucking hard Harry got when he talked dirty to the boy.
And Harry made it fucking easy to talk dirty, moaning and eager for Draco's dick whenever he looked at him. “Fuck yes... suck it down, Harry. All the way in...”
Harry made a delicious choking sound, his excitement once again getting the better of him. Draco watched, eyes slit as Harry bobbed, green eyes turning towards his to pin and tease and taunt as Harry brought Draco to the edge and let him hang there.
“Fuck... fucking finish me, or I will open that fucking door and let all your friends see what a huge slut you are,” Draco promised, grabbing Harry's hair and thrusting into his open, hot mouth. Draco could feel the effect on Harry, the words making the boy dizzy and ache.
“You and that fucking kink,” Draco muttered, pulling out of Harry's wet heat to cum all over his tanned face. Harry just moaned, the streams of hot liquid undoing him, mouth slack as Draco rubbed his wet tip against Harry's lips with bruising force.
“Is that what you want, Potter? To have everyone see just what a big—and I do mean big, you fucking thick pricked giant—impatient, slut you are?” Draco asked, watching as Harry opened his eyes, agonizing lust twisting his features.
“Or... do you want to show them how you can bend me, hold me down and fuck me hard? I could open that door right now, Harry... What do you want them to see?”
Eyes gaining a bit of focus, Harry glared, stood and hauled Draco up and pushed him forward against the sink. Harry muttered one of Draco's very favorite spells into his entrance, before tearing his own fly down and sheathing himself into Draco in one hard thrust.
“Ohhh... oh fuck!” Draco cried out, allowing Harry to cover rough fingers to his mouth to keep from screaming too loud. Then Harry fucked him, hard and brutal and possessive, until Draco's hole was raw and aching from the feel of Harry pounding into him.
“Oh fuck, that's it Draco... oh, you're so fucking tight...” Harry growled, fingers bruising into Draco's hip as he slammed the boy forward, forcing Draco's head against the dirty wall and changing angles so he could hit that very loud spot inside his mate. And Draco got very loud, very tight with each wild thrust Harry forced into the boy.
“Y-yes... don't stop,” Draco begged, making Harry smile and bite his shoulder through his shirt.
“Now who's the fucking slut, hmm? Look at you... fucking taking my cock... with a line of people waiting outside... Cutting everyone, just so... I would... fucking ruin you...” Harry grunted, his voice getting hoarser and dark with each word.
Draco really had no rebuttal, his mouth widening, tongue pressing flat against the wall and moving mindlessly as Harry increased his desperate, savage pace. He could feel Harry's thickness inside, slickly jolting deep, deep within... Draco's thighs so tense, and hole so stretched wide and sore...
Harry had gotten very good at the dirty talk too, something Draco was enjoying a lot. No way in hell he'd let Harry fuck him in front of people, but he could still give Harry the next best thrill of knowing people could hear them.
“Oh gods... Oh my fucking hell...” Draco arched, stretching his back as he renewed his grip on the sink, spreading his legs and pushing back into Harry as Harry bit him again, this time on the side of the neck. “Fuck Harry... come inside me... Do it, you fucking beast...”
Harry did, pressing Draco's head into the wall with his palm, hips snapping as Draco's thighs bit into the sink and Harry exploded deep inside. He slowed his wild thrusts, but didn't stop, filling Draco slowly and fully as his cum dripped down Draco's thighs and pooled on his trousers.
Harry grabbed the blond's renewed erection, and pumped in rhythm. Draco groaned, gasping out his release onto the sink and silver faucet, eyes shutting as Harry buried himself in deep, pushing forward unyielding and pinning him there for long, aching moments.
Harry eventually withdrew once their combined breathing had slowed enough. He cleaned them both up along with the small bathroom, looking far too smug for his own good. His green eyes were laughing as Draco struggled to keep his knees from knocking.
“You vicious sexy prat,” Harry murmured, kissing Draco and throwing the door open with a slam. Draco ignored the many annoyed and blushing stares to kiss Harry again, noting that Harry took them all in with a lazy smile, the kinky shit. The train only had one working bathroom currently, and at least a dozen people were waiting as Harry lead Draco like a prize down the hall to where his Gryffindor friends were waiting.
Together they would be getting off at King's Cross Station, and Harry would be temporarily staying at Malfoy Manor, just until he finished the final arrangements for the flat he had bought. Warding was the hold up, and not something Harry would allow to be half assed, since Draco had been attacked by the Slytherins, and Harry was still Voldemort's favorite target.
The idea wasn't too horrible, not since the strange morning Harry and Lucius had spent killing Bellatrix, and then later that afternoon with Lucius and tea, while reporting to the Aurors about the incident. Draco's father wasn't half bad. Not to say he wasn't a selfish, evil prick, but he had Draco's interests at heart and Harry could respect strong family loyalty.
Ron was muttering to himself when Harry opened the compartment door, glaring at the two of them as they sat, Harry pulling Draco into his lap. “I could fucking hear you two all the way down here. Made Hermione put up a silencing spell just to shut it out. Bloody wankers.”
Huffing, Ron pushed his chessboard towards Draco, who had rudely left half way through their match to pull a very horny Harry away to shag.
Hermione shrugged, trying to get in the last of her reading before she had to deal with hugs and farewells at the station. “He's just angry because you were actually beating him in chess.” She patted Ron distractedly on the shoulder and turned a page.
While Draco slowly and deliberately destroyed every one of Ron's players on the board, Harry sat back and thought, hands straying over Draco's hips and back.
Draco, studious prat that he was, had told Harry he was thinking of opening up a potions shop, mostly of more complicated pieces that could be made on order. Harry, thinking long about it, felt he could probably supply some of his fame for Draco, just to get customers in the door while Harry figured out what he wanted to do.
Certainly not make potions everyday for the rest of his life... But as long as it involved being near enough to grind against Draco when the urge took him, it really didn't matter.
Draco swatted behind him as Harry's hands began to squeeze Draco's ass in interest. Connecting with the side of Harry's head, Draco peered back and stuck out his tongue.
Harry pulled the boy back against him, letting Draco squawk in a fluster of tangled limbs while Ron nearly missed saving the chessboard.
“Fucking hate you two when you're like this. Could have been beating the shit out of each other like proper, but no... fucking wankers...” Ron killed Draco's knight, forcing Draco to smack at Harry until the boy stopped kissing him and he could continue the game.
Draco won, much to Ron's torn distress. Ron was tired of winning all the time... but he apparently was a sore loser. Something he had not realized until the Slytherin had beaten him five times in a row.
Neville and a very pissed off Seamus eventually joined them. And then Dean, just to stop Seamus from yelling at how long he had had to wait to pee while the two bastards were shagging like rabbits.
Draco ducked his head, feeling Harry's very kinky interest in Seamus's anger about the incident, especially when the Irish pain kept going over how he could hear every bloody breath the two were making, never mind the mind-scarring words. Draco was not surprised when Harry hauled him up and whirled Draco against the door, kissing him soundly while Seamus then bitched about that.
“Thomas... will you shut that idiot up!” Draco snapped, pushing at Harry fruitlessly as Harry attacked his throat and collar with lips and teeth, hot palms moving over his stomach, ass and thighs. “Potter doesn't need a bloody narrator to add to this fetish.”
Draco met Harry's heated gaze, a silent war raging between them as Harry begged and pleaded to be able to fuck him then and there, and Draco promised he would fucking kill him if he so much as tried.
And so help him, Potter fucking tried, hands reaching down to the front of Draco's pants, flipping at his zip and sinking long fingers inside to wrap around his hard prick and pull.
So Draco grabbed the love of his life, whirled him and pushed him through the compartment door, wood splintering around him as Harry sprawled back, grinning like a bloody fool for getting as far as he had before being stopped.
Glaring, Draco zipped himself back up, picked Harry off the ground by his thick hair and pushed him down the hallway and back to the bathroom. The growing line stared warily, reluctantly stepping out of the way as Draco shoved his mate brutally into the small bathroom and punished him with his cock. Harry's favorite punishment.
Naturally, Harry was very loud about it.
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