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Learning Life Over	By : Meander Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 69712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 61- Reunion

�� Harry spent
a moment testing the wards and kissing Draco at the same time, trying to make
sure that he could Apparate directly to his room the way he wanted to. It was
hard to be sure, since Draco was trying to control the kiss every second. Harry
finally located the hole he had wanted and jumped them both through space with
a triumphant growl.

�� They landed
next to his bed with Draco looking rather green. �Harry- � he tried to protest.

�� Harry gave
him other things to think about by dropping him roughly on the bed and then
covering Draco�s body with his own. He wouldn�t kiss him until the green tinge
to his face went away, but that happened quickly, and then Harry could return
to showing how determined he was to make this work.

�� It would
take effort, that was the heart and the whole of it. He couldn�t lie
back and let Draco take care of everything, the way he�d been content to do
when Draco first took him into Malfoy Manor. He had to want this just as much
as Draco did. If he didn�t, he might as well walk away right now.

�� Assuming
that Draco will unwind his arms and his legs and let me walk away any time
soon, of course.

�� He had
taken certain aspects of this for granted- assuming that Draco would never lie
to him, for one thing. That was stupid. Draco was Slytherin. Of course he was
going to lie. Harry had to be alert for the small deceptions, and convince him
not to lie about the important things.

�� He tore his
mouth away from Draco�s and pinned his hands to the bed with one of his own, while
kissing and nipping down his neck. Draco made small, whimpering moans Harry
hadn�t known he was capable of. He pulled back long enough to grin and say,
�You sound like a girl.�

�� Draco
snarled at him, and, from the shape of his mouth, seemed set to say something
extremely menacing. But Harry wouldn�t let him. He used his tongue now, licking
the places he�d bitten before, and then his breath, blowing across the wet
skin. Draco threw his head back, and his hands relaxed from their straining
against Harry�s.

�� Harry
innocently blew onto Draco�s ear, and then into his hair, making his fringe
rise and drift back from his forehead. It was worth the pain of his own need to
see Draco�s eyes pop open and stare at him.

�� I love
your hair,� Harry told him.

�� Draco
frowned, but Harry Vanished their clothes, and he settled again with a faint
smile, evidently thinking they would get on with the main event now.

�� Harry
deliberately moved slowly. He had meant it when he said that he wanted to tease
Draco. And his definition of that activity didn�t exactly match Draco�s.

�� He lingered
on a nipple until Draco squirmed and lifted his erection to touch Harry�s hip,
and then he moved on to the other. Draco said, in a tone of slight despair,
�For God�s sake, Harry.�

�� Yes?�
Harry glanced up at him, and found his glasses already fogged. He focused his
magic to float the glasses over to a side table. �Was there something you
wanted?�

�� You know
very well- �

�� To be paid
attention to, and petted, like the beautiful creature you are.� Harry grinned
at him and stroked the skin above his ribs. �Yes, I know, darling. Don�t worry.
I�ll make sure to pay attention to every inch of you.�

�� Draco
pushed at him, sounding very much as if he regretted letting Harry take the
lead now, but Harry easily kept him pinned; superior strength and reflexes were
everything in a close struggle like this, especially in this position. Then
Harry blew his way around Draco�s ears until his head lolled back again, and
then admired each of the fine hairs scattered along his stomach.

�� You could
pass as a girl if you wanted, you know. No one would ever see hair like this
against your skin. And I imagine that tucking your cock out of sight would be
fairly easy.� Harry looked up at him from where his head was hovering above
Draco�s groin. �Though a shame, of course.�

�� Harry,�
Draco panted, his hair stuck to his forehead and his face more open than Harry
had seen it since their argument, �I will kick you.�

�� I�m lying
on your legs, so I fail to see how.�

�� Draco�s
right leg twitched. Harry easily held that down, too. Then he blew on Draco�s
navel, and laughed as that twitched in turn.

�� If you
won�t do anything for me, then get off me, and I�ll go wank myself- �

�� And that
was the point when Harry took Draco into his mouth. He ignored the arch of hips
that followed, the push of flesh down his throat that nearly choked him. He
concentrated on keeping his teeth out of the way and hollowing his cheeks.
Draco�s cries and gasps and moans were all worth it.

�� Harry rolled
Draco�s erection gently from side to side, letting it touch one of his gums and
then the other. He laved it, sucked hard enough to spread the taste throughout
his mouth, and then relaxed as much as he could. He hadn�t done this enough to
consider himself any kind of an expert- though he knew what Draco liked.

�� Draco was
making a sound that kept starting out as a groan and ending in a gasp. Harry
wished he could tease him about sounding like a girl again and have it be
intelligible.

�� Well, I
can still talk.

�� He said the
words, and Draco quivered at the vibrations. Then Harry did his very best
impression of inhaling everything that filled his mouth.

�� If Draco�s
response was any indication, he came so quickly and so hard that he surprised
even himself. Harry had to struggle to keep from panicking and choking, but
Auror training could overrule even the gag reflex. So he kept telling himself,
at least, and it seemed to work. Harry pulled back at last, licking his lips,
and without a single drop spilled on the sheets.

�� Draco lay
sated, his breath in those tiny exhalations that he used on the edge of sleep.
Harry grinned at him and, careful of his own throbbing need, moved up the bed
again, waking Draco with a sharp nip to his earlobe.

�� What- Harry?�
Draco turned towards him, eyes hazy. �You can�t possibly expect me to- �

�� Harry laid
himself full-length on Draco again and began kissing, blowing, and nipping as
he had before. Every time he tried to speak, his throat ached, but finally he
decided that Draco was so deep in the throes of an awakening second arousal
that he couldn�t mock the way his voice sounded.

�� You assume
we�re done after one time? I�m so very disappointed in you. When you were
teasing me, I had more stamina.�

�� Draco
snickered. �You sound ridiculous.�

�� Not far
enough distracted, then. Harry used his teeth on Draco�s chest to punish him,
and the next laugh became a moan. Harry was beyond satisfied to feel a second
erection stirring to life against his thigh.

�� It�ll- take
some time,� Draco panted, head twisting restlessly, as if he�d either like to
move away from Harry�s mouth or take up permanent residence inside it.

�� I know,�
Harry said, and nibbled some more, and licked several of Draco�s fingers, and
swatted away the persistent hand trying to reach for him. At some point Draco
might give up and lie still, but it seemed they hadn�t reached that point yet.

*

�� Draco had
had lovers who would take him through an orgasm before and then towards a
second one, but not for a long time, and he certainly wouldn�t have thought
Harry would be one of them, not when they hadn�t had sex for more than a week.
Draco was both impressed at his thoughtfulness and more than a little
irritated.

�� Do I do
that little for him, if he can hold off this long?

�� He moved,
rubbing a leg against Harry�s cock, since his hands weren�t in a good position
and kept being snatched away any time they got close to his goal. He had the
satisfaction of seeing Harry pause in his ministrations, just for the smallest
second, and his eyes turn a shade of green like sunset seen through clouds.

�� Good. I
do affect him. So he really does just want to do this for me, and he likes the
teasing.

�� Draco lay
back and tried to react as little as possible, though he couldn�t help jumping
when Harry used his teeth in unexpected places. And then Harry slid down his
belly as if he would give him a second blow job.

�� You�re
going to fuck me properly, or I�m leaving this bed,� Draco told him.

�� Harry
evidently felt that didn�t deserve a response, as he gave a single long, slow
lick. Draco clenched his hands in the sheets to keep from reaching for Harry�s
hair and pushing his head down.

�� And Harry
saw that and was grinning like a madman, the bastard.

�� At least he
had the sense to reach for the oil they�d used before and kept in both bedrooms
the next moment, or Draco would have done everything he could to follow through
on his threat. There was teasing, and then there was asking him to be
superhuman. And he wanted to see Harry come, too. He was being selfish, denying
Draco the pleasure of watching his orgasm.

�� Then, of
course, Harry had to take his time about the preparations. He put the oil on
his fingers and rubbed them together to hear the slurping sound they made. Then
he circled Draco�s entrance enough times to tire his hand out, while Draco
cursed at him ineffectively; he didn�t look his most impressive with his legs
spread wide and his neck craned sideways across the pillow to see Harry, he had
to admit. And then, finally, Harry started.

�� After that,
it took forever for him to be assured that Draco was ready. Whenever Draco told
him to hurry up, Harry innocently explained that he was just concerned for his
lover�s comfort, and used a little more oil.

�� Draco
finally resorted to locking his legs around Harry�s waist and pulling him
forward. In a perfect world, that would have resulted in Harry entering him
right then and there, and instinct taking over. Harry just grunted and looked
surprised, though, and blinked when he raised his head and met Draco�s eyes.

�� Now,�
Draco said. He was sure he looked half-demented, his glare burning with
frustration and impatience and arousal mounted to near the point of pain. He
didn�t care. He would admit that Harry knew how to tease, and he supposed he
almost deserved it, but enough was enough.

�� Harry
studied him, then nodded, set the jar of oil out of immediate kicking range,
and lifted Draco�s legs to his shoulders. And then he eased forward, just on
the edge of being too careful, just on the edge of being too painful. Draco
grunted, but his mind had moved ahead, contemplating what would happen when
Harry finally finished this part. He didn�t mind the slow, sore burn that
flared to life along his muscles. The teasing had hurt more.

�� Harry,�
Draco said.

�� Harry
nodded to him, hair finally tamed by sweat, eyes half-wild, face flushed, body
strained with holding back.

�� Fuck me
like you mean it.�

�� Harry threw
himself forward so hard that Draco felt his head nearly collide with the back
of the bed. Harry muttered a quick spell that might be meant to hold him in
place; Draco couldn�t have told an incantation from the stream of murmured
nonsense Harry followed it with.

�� And
finally, finally, they were back where they both belonged, in a kind of
togetherness that no other part of their relationship could fulfill for Draco,
pure and fast and hard thrusting meeting strength that could accept that
thrusting and return it as sheer power. Draco pushed back into the motions that
Harry seemed to intend almost to punish him, and traced the progress of both
the spiraling pleasure in his belly and the mounting flush in Harry�s face.

�� Draco could
see the moment when Harry forgot about teasing and any vestige of gentleness,
and lost himself to the tide of sensation. He roared in joy, and Harry met his
eyes as best as he could from the bowed position he held his head in.

�� Come on-
� Draco said.

�� And then
one of Harry�s hands shot out, leaving his hip, and stroked him. Just once.

�� That was
all it took.

�� Bastard!
Draco swore in his head, and he might even have said it aloud, but he couldn�t
hear anything; all noise dimmed as he came. His body twitched and jerked in
more directions than he could remember it ever taking at once before, and he
was bucking with exertion and effort and the desire to have it, to end
it.

�� He pried
his eyes open when he finished, and threw his hips towards Harry with all the
force he could muster.

�� Harry�s
face flared with surprise, but he couldn�t help himself; his hands dropped from
Draco�s hips to the bedspread, his head drooped forward, and he came with
pleasure so intense on his features that Draco felt repaid for the teasing. And
then Harry collapsed on him, and actually started snoring.

�� Draco
laughed aloud, then called Trippy. He didn�t mind her seeing them like this; it
wasn�t as though she was ignorant of what they were doing, and she had helped
to raise him, so she had seen him naked in far more embarrassing situations
than the greatest sex of his life. When she appeared, he asked her for soft
towels and clean, hot water, which she brought right away. Draco rolled Harry
over and cleaned both of them up.

�� Harry never
stirred.

�� Draco
curled around him, glad that his intuition had been correct. Harry was his.

�� If Harry
had been awake, he would probably have said that Draco was his, too, but he was
asleep, so Draco could be smug all by himself.
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