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The Bar	By : hedwig_927 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9129 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
Disclaimer! Obviously I do not own or make money off of Harry Potter, just having a bit of fun :)
Alright guys, so this chapter is really long, like really long. Like it's almost 12.5k words. So I'm sorry for that. Also because it's so long, it was really hard to read over and fix, so I hope there aren't many errors, just let me know if there are and I'll fix them! I'm already a day late so I really just wanted to get this out.
There's also a shit ton of smut which was not in the orginal plan, but I got carried away as always and now there is an excessive amount of smut.
I not even gonna say enjoy because I think y'all will like this one ;)
Chapter 7

"Harry, why did you mark this house as suspicious?" Ron asked, walking over to Harry’s desk with a file in his hand.
Harry hadn’t looked up from his notes. "Which house?" Ron was at Harry’s shoulder, lowering the file into his gaze.
"This one."
"Oh, right." Harry moved some stuff around on his desk and took the file from Ron. He looked through it. "Well it was a number of things. For one it was vacant when Kingsley said that people resided there. Also, there were at least three objects I found laced with dark magic."
"So why haven’t we gone to check it out yet?" Ron looked at Harry.
"Honestly it slipped my mind, we haven’t heard anything from that area in the past few weeks since I’ve gone."
"Do you think it would be wise to check it out?"
"Yeah, actually I do. We can arrange to go by the end of next week, maybe you, Bradley, and I?"
"Yeah. Maybe Nott can come too?" Ron offered.
"Erm, sure. Why not?" Harry faltered.
Ron sighed. "He’s quite the respectable auror Harry, and he was cleared after the war. He was never a death eater, his father was."
"No, it’s not that." Harry shook his head.
"Then what?" Ron leaned on Harry’s desk, with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Alright maybe it is that, but just a bit. Him and I don’t get on. We tend to argue over what to do when we are put on a job together." Harry sat back in his chair, crossing his arms as well.
Ron rolled his eyes. "Harry, it’s fine. If this place really is dangerous, it’d be better to have more people. Plus he and I get along, so you shouldn’t have anything to worry about."
"What if I suggested we bring Hopkins?" Harry gave Ron a pressing look.
He narrowed his eyes at Harry. "There is nothing good that thing could offer." Ron scoffed. "At least Nott would be useful."
Harry sighed loudly. "Ron, you know you are going to have to work with him at some point."
"Bloody hell I am, I’d kill ‘im."
Harry brought his hand to his temples. "Ron, you are as difficult as I am."
Ron scoffed. "Yeah right, you’re the most stubborn bloke on this planet."
Harry shook his head dismissively. "Whatever, we’ll talk to Kingsley about it and see who he thinks should go. We won’t even tell him our suggestions."
"Fine, but Hopkins is not coming."
"Fine." Harry waved his hand dismissively. "We should talk about that though."
Ron gave him a questioning look.
"You know, you and Hermione. I wanted to talk about it a few weeks ago, but I left earlier than expected.." Harry trailed off.
"We need to talk about that too, you know." Ron chided.
"You first." Harry said firmly and Ron rolled his eyes.
"Fine, go ahead." Ron took a seat on top of Harry’s desk.
Harry sighed and gave a small chuckle. "You were really about to have a child over that bloke?"
Ron jumped to his feet. "Harry!"
Harry laughed.
"It’s not funny! He literally fawns over Hermione."
Harry laughed harder. "Seriously Ron, a baby?"
Ron flushed and his ears turned bright red. "I- well I.."
Harry tried his best to compose himself. "Ron, you and Hermione are made for each other, anyone with eyes can see that."
Ron’s flush deepened. "Well, things haven’t been the best at home. I was worried."
Harry immediately turned serious. "Wait? What? What do you mean?"
"I mean we’ve been arguing more, and she’s always too tired to shag." Ron turned and slapped his hands on his thighs. "It’s maddening really!" He began pacing. "I don’t wash the dishes right, or I put a glass in the wrong cupboard. And on top of that, it doesn’t feel like she even wants me." Ron frowned. "I’m gentle with her, I tease her, and she claims she doesn’t have time, or isn’t in the mood, always."
Ron slumped against Harry’s desk, feeling defeated. Harry honestly felt awful for him. "Ron, I’m so sorry." He stood up and rubbed his best mate’s arm. "You guys seemed fine a month ago, when we were at the burrow."
Ron sighed. "We were fine then, it wasn’t till the next following weeks she got busy, and then I overheard Hopkins say he’d bend her over her desk if he got the chance."
Harry’s eyes widened. "He what?"
"That’s what I mean Harry, the bloke is disgusting.
"Anyway, I told her I didn’t like him and she got defensive, saying it didn’t matter, which it doesn’t, but it didn’t help that we hadn’t shagged in almost two weeks. I got a bit possessive, and thought, well maybe a baby wouldn’t be a bad idea. I’m ready to settle down with her and raise a family anyhow. Bloody hell that’s why I proposed last year, I want to start the next chapter of our lives." Ron was exasperated.
Harry reached out to calm Ron down. "Ron, it’s okay." He placed both of his hands on his shoulders. "You guys haven’t shagged in a month?"
Ron flushed bright red. "Erm.. well. You know how ‘Mione was quiet last weekend?"
Harry titled his head in thought. "Yeah, I suppose."
"And how we were the ones leaving early this time?"
Harry nodded again.
"Well the night you left early, Hermione and I decided we would head out earlier too. She insisted on it.
"She jumped me once we got home and gave me mind-blowing head, telling me I had nothing to worry about."
Harry nodded, a bit happy his friend had taken his advice.
"But she got really horny and ended up riding me and.. fuck Harry it was good, too good and I..I-" Ron put his face in his hands. "I came inside her." He said muffled behind his fingers.
"You WHAT?" Harry exclaimed. "Ron! Are you crazy?"
"It was an accident! We hadn’t done anything in weeks Harry, I finished within three minutes of her on top of me." Ron flushed.
"What did she do?"
Ron swallowed. "Well she’s not currently speaking to me much, so there’s that. She thinks I did it on purpose. I honestly didn’t, Harry, but she doesn’t believe me."
It was Harry’s turn to pace. "Well, is she pregnant?"
"We don’t know yet. She’s not supposed to get her period for another week."
Harry sighed, running his hand through his hair. "She’s probably furious with me."
Ron furrowed his brow. "With you? Why should she be angry with you?"
"I told her that she should show you that you had nothing to worry about. She protested saying she was avoiding sex for.. obvious reasons, and I told her there were multiple ways to please a man, with no threat of getting pregnant."
Ron’s eyes widened and the colour drained from his face. He turned away from Harry, running a hand through his hair. "I’m an idiot Harry, what the fuck am I going to do if she’s pregnant? She’ll leave me!"
Harry turned him around by the shoulder. "She will not leave you Ron." Harry rubbed a hand over his scruff. "But she said she wasn’t ready for a baby yet. She wants children with you too, she just doesn’t feel ready."
"Well you could’ve told me that!"
"I thought she had!"
"She had! But my possessive mind thought it was because she might actually fancy the bloke."
"Ron, why on earth would she fancy him?"
"I don’t know, he’s good looking!"
Harry gave Ron a look.
"Harry do not look at me like that, I’ve been beating myself up enough over this. I don’t need you chastising me too!"
Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Ron, don't stress, she may not even be pregnant."
"But what if she is Harry?" Ron yelled. "I’m such a fucking idiot!" He began hyperventilating. "What the fuck am I going to do?"
Ron started to become hysterical. His hands were in his hair and his chest heaved up and down.
"Ron! Ron! Calm down!" Harry grabbed him by the wrists and steadied him. "Take deep breaths... that’s it. In.. and out."
Ron calmed down before breaking into sobs. He fell to the floor with his face in his hands, crying. Harry crouched down next to him and rubbed his back. "Ron, it’ll be okay. I promise."
Ron started crying harder and brought his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and burying his face in his legs. Gasps struggled to escape him.
"Ron, Ron listen to me. Please!"
Ron calmed down a bit, still not looking up, but he was able to control his gasping.
"Do you want a baby with her? Now? Regardless of Wayne bloody Hopkins?"
Ron nodded, still not moving his head.
"No matter what?"
Ron nodded again.
"Then no matter what happens, you guys will be fine." Harry rubbed his back.
"How do you know?" Ron said, muffled by tears and his thighs. "She’s not ready for this."
"I just know alright? Whatever’s meant to happen will happen, but there is not a single doubt in my mind that you guys will be okay."
Harry was telling the truth. He knew that if Ron really did want a baby with her, that they would be okay. Sure, Hermione might not be ready and it would set her back a few months' work, but Ron seemed like he had really wanted this.
Ron sniffled. "Harry, I’m a bloody idiot."
Harry chuckled, before biting his lip. Maybe he shouldn’t laugh right now.
Ron scoffed and looked up. His fringe brushed over his face. His hair was a bit longer than it used to be, like it had been in 4th year.
He let out a breath. "I love her, Harry."
"I know you do. Everything will be fine, honestly."
"How can you be so sure?" Ron looked at him, his tears finally conceding.
"If you lot can make it through Voldemort, I’m bloody sure you can make it through a baby." Harry let out a sort of scoff that told Ron he meant it.
Ron couldn’t help but laugh. "I guess you’re right."
"I know I’m right." Harry smiled at him, and stood up, offering Ron a hand.
Ron took it and stood. "Hermione still isn’t going to talk to me. She’s mad at me."
"Wellll, you did come in 3 minutes." Harry braced himself for the hand that made contact with his shoulder.
"Harry!" Ron flushed. "Hasn’t that ever happened to you?" He accused, pointing a finger into his chest.
Harry blushed. "Well, maybe.." Harry thought back to how Draco would be able to make him come quite quickly whether they hadn’t done anything in weeks or not.
"See!" He said, crossing his arms.
"Alright, yeah I could get close that quickly, but I switch positions before I do!" Harry defended himself.
"Whatever!"
"Look, Ron, it's alright. Just use contraceptives next time."
"Harry, do you know how hard that potion is to make? Let alone how much it costs to buy?" Ron plopped down onto one of Harry’s office chairs. "Who knows if they even work."
Harry thought for a moment. "I might be able to get you some."
"I don’t know if I’d trust the ones they sell in shops Harry, plus I don’t want you to have to buy it for me."
"I don’t have to buy it, I can just have D-" Harry stopped short. "Erm.. someone get it for me." He pressed his lips together.
Ron gave Harry a look. "Who, Harry?"
"S-Some guy owes me a favour, he could do it for me." Harry added quickly, blushing.
"That’s not what you were going to say, Harry."
"Wha’do you mean? Of course that’s what I was going to say."
Ron stood up and marched toward him, pointing a finger in his face. "Harry James Potter. You tell me who you’re seeing right now!"
"I’m not!" Harry threw his hands up, backing away from the red head. "Honestly I’m not.. dating.. them yet.."
"Yet?" Ron smirked and the colour drained from Harry’s face.
"Um..I-I, well I-" Harry sputtered and screwed his eyes shut, scrunching his face into an Ifuckedup expression.
"Harry. Who’re you seeing?" Ron crossed his arms over his chest, standing tall in front of Harry, blocking any exit.
Harry winced. He was not ready to tell anybody yet. "Erm, no one, really. I don’t know if it’s going to work out with him." Although Harry had really wanted it to.
"So I do know him.." Ron pursed his lips in thought.
"W-What?" Harry questioned, wondering how he came to that conclusion.
"You told me about Zion, because I didn’t know him. You’re not telling me, because I know him."
Harry’s face turned crimson.
"Do I like them?" Ron pressed.
Harry swallowed. "I don’t know if you’ve ever really had an opinion about them." Harry, guiltily, lied.
"Is it that Justin boy? From Hufflepuff?"
Harry shook his head confused. "What? No, why would you think that?"
Rom shrugged. "I don’t know, maybe he likes blokes."
Harry let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes Ron, you know him. And yes I fancy him way more than I should, and I-" Harry froze. He just admitted, out loud, to having feelings for Draco. He clapped a hand to his forehead. "Merlin. I fucking fancy him." Harry began pacing and his heart was thundering in his chest. "Fuck!" Harry shouted.
Ron chuckled. "Harry! That’s a good thing!"
Harry chewed his lip. "What day is today?"
"Thursday." Ron said, matter-of-factly.
"And we’re meeting at your mums this weekend?"
Ron nodded.
Fuck. It had been almost two weeks since their dinner date. And Harry had seen Draco a lot more than just on Tuesday. They had seen each other nearly every day, and spent the past weekend together in its entirety. Fuck.
"Ron, I’m bloody fucked." Harry slumped into his chair.

Harry was cooking dinner. It was after work the next day and Draco was coming over. Harry was a bit nervous because it was the first time he was seeing him since Harry admitted to himself (accidentally) that he had feelings for him. He hoped he wouldn’t act differently towards Draco.
His heart was moving a mile a minute. It was 5:30. Draco would be there soon as they were planning to have dinner around 6.
Tonight he was making chicken française, with asparagus and mashed potatoes. This had to be one of Harry’s favourite, fancy - but was actually really easy to make - meals.
When everything was just about done Harry heard Draco come through the floo.
"Mmm, smells divine." Draco said as he strode into the kitchen. Harry wasn’t facing him.
He felt Draco’s hand on the small of his back as he leaned in to kiss Harry’s cheek. "What’s for dinner tonight, handsome?"
"Chicken." Harry turned to him and smiled as they both leaned in for a greeting kiss. Harry’s lips lingered a little bit longer than normal and he felt Draco smile against him.
Draco walked behind him and went into the fridge, grabbing the water jug and getting glasses from the cupboard.
"Harry, do you want water tonight? Or an alcoholic beverage?" Draco said, happily.
Harry chuckled. "You’re in a good mood." He turned to him.
Draco walked to him and pulled him to him by the waist. "Yes I am. It’s the end of the week, and that means I get more time.." He placed a kiss on Harry’s lips. "With you."
Harry’s heart fluttered, butterflies flying around his stomach and a blush crawling onto his cheeks. Draco moved his grip to Harry’s arse and squeezed.
"This.." he squeezed again. "Is mine tonight." He licked his top teeth and clicked his tongue. Harry’s heart skipped a beat and he bit his lip.
He turned and walked back to the table, leaving Harry feeling awfully bereft. "So what’ll it be, Harry? Are you feeling Firewhiskey or wine?" He held a bottle in each hand.
Harry chuckled and nodded towards the Firewhiskey. Draco poured them each a glass and got their dishes. Harry finished up the asparagus and fixed a plate for each of them.
"How was work today?" Draco asked as Harry walked over with their food and took a seat.
"Nothing special, today." Harry smiled up at Draco.
"Yesterday?" Draco inquired, sipping his drink.
Harry laughed. "Actually yes, but it’s not much of my business to tell."
"Aw c’mon you can tell me." Draco leaned back in his chair.
"Not yet, but I can ask you something."
"Hm?"
"Are you able to brew a contraceptive potion?" Harry asked.
Draco furrowed his brow. "Who’re you getting pregnant?" He asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Harry snorted. "When you figure out how to get pregnant, let me know." He bit his lip to stop a chuckle. "Draco, it’s not for me, it’s for a friend." He said, cocking his head towards the impeccably snooty man before him.
Draco smiled, rubbing his finger along the rim of his glass. "Well, it is quite the difficult potion to brew."
Harry nodded. He had expected this. "So I was told." He took a sip of whiskey. "I just thought I’d ask, my friend doesn’t trust the ones they sell at the shop."
"Well, they would be right not to. The potion contains ingredients that are hard to come by, and though it’s possible to make substitutions, they make the potion significantly less effective."
Harry smiled at him. "You know, you continue to fascinate me with all of your potions knowledge."
Draco smiled back. "Well I’m no fraud. I know my stuff."
Harry chuckled. "Of course."
"I may be able to get the ingredients I don’t have in by next week, and then it would take me a week to brew it. Are they aware they would need to take it up to 24 hours before having sex? One dose of the potion lasts about 127 hours, so they would be be free to have worry free sex for 4 days after it had 24 hours to digest."
Harry wasn’t expecting Draco to actually offer. "To be quite truthful, no I don’t think they knew that, but if it’s too much trouble you don’t have to do it. I need to make sure they definitely want it as well."
Draco nodded.
"How much would it cost?" Harry asked.
"For you?" He raised a devious eyebrow. "Nothing, but the ingredients can cost up to 10 galleons. I know that shops charge around 12, which is bloody preposterous. I probably have a lot of the ingredients already though and since it’s your friend, I wouldn’t charge them."
"Draco that’s ridiculous of course you would be paid."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Need I remind you, yet again, that I am quite rich? I don’t care about money Harry, if it’s a favour to you or your friends it’s no trouble at all." Draco smiled at him, waving his hand in a carefree manner.
Harry’s stomach flipped, and he bit his lip. "That really means a lot, Draco." Harry looked down and moved his mashed potatoes with his fork, smiling to himself.
Draco took a bite of the food. "Merlin Harry! This is delicious!"
Harry blushed. "Thank you, I hoped you would like it." Harry gave him a cheeky smile.
They ate together, having nice conversation and flirty smiles. Harry’s gaze lingered over Draco’s mouth far too often. He caught himself looking at him while he ate even. He couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of him.
Draco’s platinum blond hair draped lightly over his forehead, falling over his eyes every time he jerked his head. Harry took note of the way his eyes lit up when he talked about potions, or about certain muggle movies he had wanted to watch or had already seen. Harry even noticed the way his adam’s apple moved when he spoke or swallowed; the way his porcelain skin pinked when he looked at Harry sometimes, or when his bottom lip protruded when he feigned a pout.
Harry drank the rest of the contents of his drink. It was his second one. He was starting to get antsy because he started to feel a fire burning in his navel. He had already wanted him and they weren’t even finished with dinner. Although, all of this confirmed, in Harry’s mind, that he did indeed fancy Draco. So, Harry poured himself another drink, eyeing the blond longingly as he took a sip.
Draco caught him. "What?"
Harry immediately blushed, but he had enough alcohol in his system that he was tipsy, so he reacted relatively calmer than he would’ve if not. "Nothing!" Harry smiled at him, and looked back at his food.
"Harry!" Harry looked back at him, a gleam in his eyes. "What is it?"
Harry bit his lip, smiling at the blond. "It’s nothing, really." Harry looked Draco up and down and licked his lips, holding the wet appendage between his teeth. He wasn’t meaning to be suggestive, but the need for him burned and the alcohol wasn’t helping.
Draco narrowed his eyes. "You dirty dog. We’re watching a movie tonight. You have to wait till after." Draco said dismissively, putting another forkful of food into his mouth.
Harry bit his lip. The challenge turned him on more; he wanted Draco and he was going to get him. "Right.. sure." Harry said, his voice was quiet and husky.
Draco scoffed and continued to eat. Harry couldn’t be bothered with food anymore. The only thing he wanted to taste was Draco’s come on his tongue.
Harry moved to go under the table. He was at Draco in a second and was undoing his trousers. He wasn’t hard, but Harry quickly got him free and engulfed him in his mouth.
"Harry!" Draco yelped, with food in his mouth. He reached down to try and pull Harry off of him by the hair, but that only resulted in Harry moaning loudly.
Harry felt Draco’s cock hardening. He sucked and sucked until he was fully erect and swirled his tongue over his frenulum. Draco moaned.
"H-Harry!" Draco was now pushing Harry down further onto his cock. "Fuck.." he started bobbing Harry’s head up and down.
Harry moaned around his cock and, willing away his gag reflex, pushed him further into his throat. He wasn’t very successful, he gagged slightly causing him to retract for air.
Harry took a deep breath and heard Draco groan. Harry quickly licked his bollocks and suckled them gently. Draco moaned quietly.
"Harry.." Draco grabbed him by the hair and put him over his cock, pushing him onto it. "Baby, please!"
Harry moaned at being called ‘baby’, and sucked Draco harder. He loved the feeling of Draco’s cock on his tongue.
He stood taller on his knees and forced Draco down his throat on his own, resisting his gag reflex as best as he could. Draco moaned as Harry swallowed around his cock.
Harry picked up the pace. He brought up a hand to jerk his cock in time with his mouth, gripping the part he couldn’t fit as he took a break from choking himself.
Draco sank lower in his chair, forcing himself deeper into Harry’s throat. They both let out synchronous moans and Draco’s other hand found Harry’s hair. He pushed Harry up and down his cock, moaning as he felt the back of Harry’s throat.
Draco pushed Harry further onto his cock. "Fuck, Harry! Don’t stop! I’m so - ohhhhh - close."
Harry moaned. He began sucking harder, longing to feel Draco’s come on his tongue.
Draco started shaking beneath him and rutting into him sporadically. He was definitely close. Harry brought his hand up, cupping his balls and he felt them tighten. Harry thought for a split second, he could stop and tease the man, but the need to taste Draco overtook him and he sucked and tongued Draco’s cock until he felt him twitch in ecstasy.
"Harry! Fuck! Ohhh!" Draco bucked his hips, pushing him further into Harry’s mouth as he spilled his load. Harry immediately moaned once he felt the hot liquid in his mouth.
He swirled it in his tongue as he sucked Draco until his orgasm was finished. When Draco flopped against the chair, Harry licked any remaining come off of his dick and continued to suck his cock. He wasn’t done with him.
Draco twitched. "Harry!" He tried to pry him off of him.
"Un-uh," Harry moaned as he gently licked and sucked Draco’s softening cock. Harry wanted more of Draco. He was going to go absolutely mental if he didn’t have him right then. "Draco.." his voice was breathy. "Get the fuck in my bedroom."
Draco protested. "Harry, please.."
Harry stood up, out from under the table. He pulled Draco up to him by his shirt collar. "Now."
Draco gulped and nodded quickly. Draco hurried off to Harry’s room and Harry waved a charm over their food, keeping it warm.
He ran after Draco.
When he came into his room Draco had his back to him and was taking off his shirt. His trousers were already off and he was just in his briefs. Harry was immediately up against him, finishing his task and ravishing his neck.
"Fuck Harry.." Draco moaned.
Harry spun him around and pressed his lips against his, moaning. Fuck! Harry thought. The blond’s lips were soft and euphoric. Harry moaned again as he deepened the kiss, licking Draco’s lips for entrance he was quickly granted.
Harry kissed Draco softly and sensually, bringing up his hands to cup Draco’s chin. He slowly backed Draco onto the bed until he was hovering over him. He peppered kisses all over his face and neck, neglecting Draco’s lips, making him whimper. Harry loved the feeling of his skin against his mouth; it was so soft.
Draco bit his lip. "Harry.." He breathed. He was almost fully hard again. Harry of course was harder than a fucking rock and ground against Draco. Draco moaned.
Harry groaned loudly and sat up to straddle Draco. He quickly pulled off his shirt and was back down over him, kissing Draco’s plump, wet lips as their bare chests rubbed against each other.
"Harry!" Draco moaned.
"Draco!" Harry moaned back.
"Ohh fuck.." Draco cried. He threw his head against the mattress and ground into Harry. "You’re a fucking tease you know?"
"Ohh ho, I’m no tease if I plan to have you come your brains out."
Draco moaned loudly and Harry’s lips were on his neck immediately, sucking hard.
"I want you so bad Draco, so fucking bad." Harry moaned into his ear.
Draco groaned in response. "Fuck Harry! Take me! Please!"
Harry growled. He was off of Draco quickly and sat up on his knees, pulling Draco along with him. Harry wordlessly vanished the rest of their clothes and they were left naked and moaning, their kiss never breaking.
Harry grabbed Draco by the hair and forced him down onto his cock. They both moaned as Draco engulfed his member, sucking and sucking Harry’s hard prick.
"Ohh FUCK Draco.." Harry yelled out. Harry started bucking his hips in and out of Draco’s mouth. "Ohh fuck yes.."
Draco quickly took Harry deeper and swallowed around his cock warranting an obscene moan from Harry. Draco moaned around Harry’s cock, and swirled his tongue around his member. The sensations Draco brought Harry were sending him over the edge. He reveled in the feeling of Draco’s hot wet mouth around his prick, moaning uncontrollably as Draco sucked his cock.
Harry quickly pulled Draco off and pushed him onto all fours, his head facing away from him. He planted a harsh slap on Draco’s arse, warranting a whimper. He watched as the blonde in front of him gripped the sheets tightly in his fists. He had his cheek pressed against the mattress with his eyes closed and his mouth open as he let out short intense breaths. But, gods was he hot. Harry moaned and slapped him again and Draco whined in pleasure. Harry was well aware he was being quite rough with him, but he couldn’t help himself, he needed him. He pried open Draco’s arsecheeks, his lips parted as he stared at the pink ring of muscle staring back at him. He muttered a cleansing spell and pressed forward onto Draco’s pink opening with his tongue, licking the entrance before pushing through the strong ring.
Draco moaned loudly. "Fuck Harry! Oh fuck, gods yes!"
Harry tongue-fucked Draco with all he had. Draco was writhing beneath him, his knees sliding further down the bed as his efforts to stay upright dwindled. He started rutting into the mattress.
"Ohh Harry.. FUCK!" Draco screamed. Harry moaned against his arse, his tongue never stopping as he lapped Draco’s inner walls.
Draco twitched, pushing closer into Harry while moaning obscenities. Harry assumed he was just barely brushing his prostate and Draco was so desperately trying to feel pressure on the sensitive spot.
Harry moaned and pulled away. He gripped the back of Draco’s thighs and pushed him back onto his knees, as his chest was still pressed into the mattress. He quickly conjured lube and rubbed it between his fingers. Draco groaned, bucking his hips, begging for contact. Harry let out a light chuckle and kissed the back of his thigh up to the rounding of his arse. He worked his hand up to his puckered hole and pushed a lubed finger into Draco. Draco moaned loudly, throwing his fists against the mattress. "More Harry!" He started fucking Harry’s finger. Harry added a second digit and Draco began rocking his hips faster. "Oh FUCK Harry!"
Harry scissored his fingers, feeling Draco stretch around him, making it easier for Harry to go deeper. Draco pushed his hips backward, trying to force Harry’s fingers down him as far as they would go. Harry curled his fingers against Draco’s walls, looking for his prostate. Draco moaned, but Harry had yet to find it.
Then Harry added a third finger and thrust into him. Draco mewled and moaned, his legs gave out and he sprawled out onto his stomach, rutting his hips against the mattress. He definitely found it. "Fuck Harry! Right there! Oh gods.. fuck yes!" Harry growled and pushed into his sweet spot a few more times. He brought Draco back onto his knees, fucking him hard with his fingers and holding him up with his other hand as Draco’s legs continued to shake.
Harry moaned. He wanted him. He needed him. "Draco!" Harry looked down at him, awestruck by how gorgeous the man looked as he fucked him with his fingers, as the pleasure Harry brought him tore him to pieces underneath him. His face was pressed into the mattress, his moans muffled by the sheets and comforter. Harry growled and removed his fingers. Draco groaned at the quick loss of contact.
Harry leaned forward over the blond, so his muscular chest pressed against Draco’s strong back and his face touched Draco’s cheek. The tip of Harry’s cock smeared against Draco’s slick entrance and Harry rutted against it, between his arse cheeks, desperately needing friction. Draco practically screamed and Harry moaned, gripping Draco’s hips to ground himself, trying his best not to plunge forward into the man beneath him.
Draco backed against Harry’s member, putting more pressure on Harry’s cock, and Harry felt the very tip of his erection breach Draco’s puckered hole. "Harry! Oh Harry.. Fuck me! Please fuck me!"
Harry moaned. He had to stop or he would most definitely would fuck Draco. He felt too strongly for him, both physically and mentally, not to. His emotions were overtaking him; he was struggling to stop.
"Argh!" Harry cried out and pried himself off of Draco. He sat back on his heels and bent over on his knees, gripping the sheets tightly, trying to compose himself.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Harry wanted him, he wanted him so bad. He needed him.
Draco lifted Harry’s chin to look at him. His eyes held such sincerity and compassion, and lust, that Harry moaned and pressed his lips against his. His hands found his jaw quickly and Harry gripped Draco’s head tightly, deepening the already intense kiss, desperate to be as close to the man as possible. Draco moaned and his hands raked over Harry’s chest, his nails digging into him trying to bring him closer.
"Draco.." Harry moaned. "Ohh fuck baby.. I want you. I want you so fucking bad." Harry groaned, his hand locating the back of Draco’s neck and pulling him closer to him. Draco let out an indistinguishable sound. Harry had called him baby for the second time, ever. Oh fuck he wanted him. "You’re mine, ohh fuck baby, you’re mine.." And then a third time.. and fuck did he say mine? Harry was unable to stop his feelings from escaping his lips. He felt the need for Draco burning so hot, he knew there would be no extinguishing it.
Draco whimpered. "Harry! Fuck Harry, I’m yours. I’m yours Harry! Fucking take me! Please baby!" Draco cried out, smashing his lips against Harry and knocking him over, kissing him with intense zeal and moaning into his mouth.
Harry moaned loudly. He was his. Draco was his. "Ohhh baby! FUCK!" Harry rutted against Draco from underneath him, and quickly flipped Draco over onto his back, so he was on top. His hand found his throat, and he stared into dark grey, lust filled eyes. "I wanna see your face while I fuck you."
Draco moaned loudly, a purely wanton expression washing over his face. He bucked his hips. "Please Harry, please fuck me.." Draco begged.
"Fuck! Merlin fuck!" Harry moaned. He moved south and threw his mouth onto Draco’s cock, moaning around the member. He sucked hard, his tongue tracing along Draco’s veins and swirling around his bundle of nerves.
"Harry!" Draco yelled. "Oh fuck!" Draco’s hands found Harry's hair and he gripped it tightly in his grasp, using it as leverage and he rutted into Harry’s throat.
Harry silently conjured up lube again and stuck his index and middle fingers inside Draco, scissoring them gently to stretch him again. Draco moaned loudly, his heels digging into the mattress and his hands grasping at the sheets now, as he thrashed under Harry. Harry moaned watching him come apart beneath him, happy he was driving the blond closer and closer to the edge. He pressed into his prostate hard and Draco screamed. "Harry! Stop! I’m gonna come!" He reached down to pull Harry off of him, by the hair.
Harry looked up at him, Draco’s fingers still laced in his hair. Harry’s mouth was open as he panted and there was spittle all over his lips and dripping down his chin. He was so fucking turned on. Harry smirked, biting his lips and pushing his fingers into his prostate again.
"Ah! Harry, please!" Draco’s hands flew down to his sides, fisting the sheets.
Harry smiled evilly. Draco looked down at him, making eye contact and pleading silently with Harry, his bottom lip quivering as Harry had him at his mercy, while teetering on the edge of exploding in pleasure.
Harry growled heedless of how sexual it sounded. He removed his fingers from inside of Draco and caught his quivering lip between his teeth, moaning. Draco let out a loud gasp and Harry captured his mouth in a fierce kiss, consuming the blond below him.
Draco moaned and his hands groped at him, making their way from his waist, to his chest, to his hair and gripping tightly. "Harry!" Draco whimpered.
"Draco!" Harry cried. His tongue wrestled against Draco's and he sucked it, making Draco groan. Harry moaned and quickly pushed himself onto his knees. He conjured lube and lathered up his cock, groaning as he touched himself. He looked down at Draco. Draco watched him. His cheeks were flushed and his lips were pink and swollen from Harry’s rough kisses. He bit his bottom lip, as he waited for Harry to do what they both desperately wanted, what they needed.
He looked down at his intended destination and lined himself up with Draco’s entrance, pressing against it, moaning. He licked his lips. He looked up to Draco quickly. "Are you sure?"
Draco nodded quickly. "Fuck yes I’m sure.. Are you?" He wavered, trying desperately not to push onto Harry’s cock on his own.
Harry raked his eyes up and down Draco, looking at every part of him. It was him he wanted, he wanted Draco. He wanted to look into those grey eyes for the foreseeable future. He didn’t just want to fuck him, he wanted him. He was the man who had been abducting any other subject from his thoughts. He wanted to fall asleep with him in his arms and be woken up by the blond getting scared of Wulf. He wanted to watch muggle movies with him and chase him around his flat when he made him mad. He wanted to be able to have him whenever he wanted him. Harry knew he was in deep, and he was past the point of not being able to say anything. He looked back into his eyes and licked his lips, pushing forward onto his hands and hovering over Draco’s face. It was now or never. "I fancy you, Draco." Harry breathed, nervousness flooding through him.
Draco’s lips parted slightly. His eyes widened a bit and his breath became quiet.
Harry blushed. He held his breath, searching for any sign that Draco would reject him.
Draco reached up and tenderly cupped Harry’s cheek, the expression on his face becoming softer. He bit his lip and his hand snaked to behind Harry’s neck, gently pulling him towards him and placing a light kiss on his lips. Harry pulled up off of him, leaning against his palms and looked at the irresistible man below him. He stared into his eyes as his breath began to quicken. Draco bit his lip and his eyes traveled to Harry’s partially open mouth. He reached up and wrapped his arms around Harry’s neck, kissing him with abandon. He moaned and laced his fingers through Harry’s hair.
Harry moaned back and bent his arm to rest on his elbow while he laid Draco back down, kissing him deeply. His other hand moved to caress Draco’s face and pulled him closer to him. Draco’s grip tightened in his hair. Harry’s heart was beating so fast he was sure Draco could hear it. His revelation was not taken negatively, but Draco still hadn’t said anything. He became anxious.
He moved to get off of him, but Draco's arms tightened around him. "No baby, kiss me.." Draco said gently and deepened the kiss. Harry obliged and moaned as he found his tongue again. His cock twitched, adding the slightest bit of pressure against Draco’s opening.
"Fuck! Harry.." Draco whined and wrapped his legs around Harry’s lower back, digging his heels into him and pushing the tip of Harry’s cock inside Draco just the tiniest bit.
"Ohhh!" Harry moaned. He couldn’t wait anymore. He gripped Draco’s shoulder and pushed himself further into the blond, moving incredibly slow.
"Fuck baby, keep going.." Draco cried. Harry pressed in deeper. He felt Draco’s tight, hot, slick, ring of muscles pushing against his cock and his vision blurred. He rose onto his palms, needing to steady himself. Merlin this felt good.
Draco moaned, pushing his heels deeper into Harry’s back and edging him into him faster, but Harry denied him. He went in slowly, feeling Draco’s tight walls conform around his hard prick until he was buried in Draco’s heat up to the hilt. He stopped, letting Draco adjust, and tried to catch his breath as the overwhelming warmth surrounded him, threatening to push him over the edge.
Draco reached up and kissed him again, moaning as his tongue found Harry’s. "Move Harry, please move.." Draco breathed, falling back against the bed.
Harry moaned. He looked down at the blond under him and was in awe at the sight. Draco’s face was even more flushed and he bit his swollen lip hard. Draco had faded hickeys and all over his chest and a bright red new one on his neck. Harry moaned and started to move, pulling out almost entirely, just leaving the tip inside him, and slowly, plunged back into Draco.
Draco mewled beneath him, crying out incoherent sentences and grasping at Harry’s shoulders. Harry’s head was spinning, he was sure fucking someone had never felt his good. Harry continued at a slow pace, he didn’t want to go too fast in case he hurt Draco.
"Faster Harry!"
Harry moaned and picked up the pace. He thrusted deep into Draco with abandon, crying out sounds of ecstasy.
"Fuck Draco! You feel so fucking good." Harry leaned down and kissed Draco deeply. He thrust in and out of Draco, pounding into him hard, feeling his tight channel squeezing his prick.
"FUCK! Right there Harry!" Draco moaned, and tightened his legs around his waist, digging his heels deeper into his lower back.
Harry opened his mouth in a soundless gasp and he watched Draco’s expression as he thrust deep into his prostate. His face was twisted in pleasure. His eyes were screwed shut and his mouth was gaping slightly. There was a deep blush on his cheeks.
Harry felt the building up of his climax in his navel and slowed his thrusts a bit, still slamming into Draco’s sweet spot. He wanted to make this last.
"Ohh fuck Harry!" Draco pulled Harry down by the neck and ravished his lips, moaning and gasping for breath. "Don’t stop, baby!"
Harry didn’t stop. Harry moaned. "Fuck Draco!" He fell flush against Draco’s chest and started going slower as he felt himself getting closer and closer to falling over the edge.
Draco kissed and sucked on Harry’s neck. He found Harry’s ear. "You feel so fucking good baby, I love your cock inside me." Draco whispered and whimpered, making Harry shudder and moan loudly. "I’m so fucking close, baby.." Draco breathed. Harry reached down to jerk Draco’s erection, but Draco stopped him. "No baby.. your cock, just your cock." He said breathlessly.
Harry let out an obscene moan. He picked up the pace. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. Harry straightened and grabbed Draco’s hips, thrusting in deeper and at a different angle. He lifted Draco’s legs to drape over his shoulders, and leaned forward pounding into him roughly. Draco practically screamed and brought Harry’s face to his, kissing him desperately through his legs as Harry fucked him hard, moaning loudly with every thrust.
"Fuck baby! Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!" Draco cried. Harry moaned as he watched Draco’s face contort from the pleasure he was bringing him. Draco’s hands gripped the sheets at his sides and pulled at them. His ankles crossed behind Harry’s neck pulling him closer to him. He was moaning uncontrollably, calling out Harry’s name and making Harry whimper.
Harry was so close, so fucking close. He quickened his pace, smashing into Draco’s prostate over and over again, the pleasure overwhelming him as he felt Draco’s channel tighten around his cock. "Harry! Ohh fuck baby! I’m gonna, oh fuck, fuck I’m gonna-" Harry thrusted deep into his sweet spot and moaned. "Harry!" Draco let out a strangled cry as his come splattered between both of their chests and his muscles contracted around Harry’s cock.
Harry pounded into Draco, the pressure against his erection overwhelming him. "Ohh fuck baby!" Harry cried, screwing his eyes shut and pressing his hands into the mattress as the blond thrashed below him. He continued to ram his prostate as Draco rode out his orgasm, mewling and twitching with every thrust, screaming Harry’s name. Harry felt the pleasure rising, he was nearly there. His cock was still being squeezed as Draco was coming down from his high, trembling with every blow to his sweet spot.
"Come for me baby!" Draco moaned.
Harry let loose, a mangled sound erupting from his throat. "Ohh fuck Draco!" He shot his seed into the blond below him, who moaned from the hot liquid seeping through him. Harry’s thrusts relentlessly pounding into him as he milked his orgasm, moaning and convulsing. Harry was still coming. He grabbed Draco’s face and kissed him, pressing their chests together and smearing Draco’s come between them as he fucked him deeply.
His thrusts slowed to a stop as he came down from his high. He stayed laying on top of Draco for a moment, still inside the man below him.
Draco softly kissed his forehead and cheek, rubbing Harry’s back. Harry moved off of him, his soft cock slipping out of Draco as he laid cuddled into him, nuzzling his face in his neck. Draco massaged Harry’s head and Harry wrapped his arm around Draco’s shoulder, both of them still breathing heavily.
"Harry?" Draco asked, looking down at the man whose face was buried in his nape.
Harry groaned against his skin. "Yes Draco?" He placed a kiss on his neck and kissed up his jaw, to look at him.
"That was bloody fantastic." He chuckled breathlessly and leaned forward to kiss Harry on the lips.
Harry smiled against him. "I’m glad you thought so." He looked up into grey, stormy eyes, his stomach twisting at the realization he told Draco he fancied him in the heat of the moment.
Draco noticed the change in Harry’s eyes. "What, Harry?"
Harry drew in a shuddered breath. Just ignore it. "Nothing," he leaned forward and kissed him, hoping to distract him.
Draco pulled away and raised an eyebrow. He gave Harry a disapproving look, sighing. "Harry. Get dressed."
Harry shook his head, confused. "What?"
"Get dressed. I’m taking you somewhere." He leaned down and kissed him softly, before performing a cleansing spell and moving to get up. Harry heard him groan as he sat up on his arse and Harry bit his lip. He had made him sore. Fuck that’s so hot.
But, Harry was exhausted. He groaned. He didn’t fancy getting dressed right then. "Draco," he whined, "I’m tired." And he rolled over, facing away from him.
Draco grabbed his shoulder. "I don’t care. Get dressed, unless you want me to take you naked." He threatened.
Harry turned over and raised an eyebrow at him. Draco just winked and Harry grumbled, but got up and got dressed. He watched Draco as he pulled on his trousers and noticed the tiniest little limp in Draco's step as he went to retrieve his shirt. Harry smirked, walking up behind him, grabbing his arse and pressing flush against him.
Draco yelped and jumped, grabbing Harry’s arm and turning to look him in the eye. "Don’t do that!" He said exasperated.
Harry grabbed his waist and pulled him to him. "Why not?" He bit his lip, staring lovingly into grey eyes.
Draco blushed. "I’m sore." He pouted.
Harry chuckled sympathetically. "I’m sorry." He leaned forward and kissed him.
Draco blushed again. "Don’t be. It’s fucking hot.." He deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around Harry's shoulders. He moaned, backing himself against the wall and taking Harry with him. "I’d take the pain any day to feel that a thousand times over again." He breathed.
Harry groaned. How on earth was this man this horny? "Draco, you are bloody relentless."
Draco’s breathing increased. "It’s you, not me." He pulled him into a kiss, moaning.
Harry brought his hand up and pressed it against the wall. "Draco.." He warned, as Draco’s sounds were turning him on again. He pulled away.
Draco whimpered.
Harry walked to his dresser and used it to steady himself. Why did this man drive him mental? He heard Draco put his shirt on and waited, facing away from him.
Draco came up behind Harry and grabbed his hips, planting a kiss on his neck before wrapping his arms around him. "We need to apparate.." He kissed him again.
Harry blushed, he had already allowed Draco to apparate through the wards on his own the night he gave him the snitch. Harry bit his lip.
"Harry?" Draco persisted, turning him to him.
Harry turned crimson. "Um- I.. you-" He paused, biting his lip. "I-I’ve already allowed you through the wards.. a couple weeks ago."
Draco smiled, but frowned after a moment. "And you’ve been letting me floo?" He said, with feigned annoyance.
Harry couldn’t help but laugh, his embarrassment slowly fading. "Shhh, and hurry before I climb back into bed." Harry kissed his cheek, endearingly.
Draco chuckled and embraced Harry. "Trust me, you'll like this a bit more than bed." Harry laughed and felt the familiar feeling of being twisted and pulled in every direction..
Pop.
Harry’s feet touched the ground, cushioned by soft grass. He quickly felt the fall breeze through his hair, sending a small chill down his spine. He hadn’t worn a jumper.
Draco spun Harry around, so he was looking at the gorgeous view. They were staring at a large lake, with rolling hills and beautiful fall trees surrounding it and them. The sun had already set, but it wasn’t fully dark out.
Draco kissed Harry’s neck, up and down until he got to his ear. "This is one of my favourite places to come, it's so peacful." He kissed Harry again, and took his hand as he moved to stand in front of him.
Harry blushed as he looked at him, staring into those fathomless eyes that held a glimmer of… something, something that Harry longed for. Something that gave Harry butterflies knowing he looked at him with that spark.
Draco smiled at him and cupped his chin tenderly. "You told me something earlier. Something that I didn’t answer.. not verbally at least." He smirked and brought his other hand up to caress Harry’s scruffy cheek. "And Merlin, it took you long enough.." He pulled Harry into an exasperated kiss.
Harry groaned, leaning into the kiss.
Draco pulled away. "I fancy you too, Harry, more than you realize."
Harry whimpered, pulling him into a kiss, knocking Draco slightly off balance. Draco kissed him back, his hands finding his waist and pulling him into him as he steadied himself.
Draco broke their kiss. "Will you be my boyfriend?" Draco asked breathlessly.
Harry’s lips parted. His heart jumped for joy as he stared at the gorgeous man in front of him. He nodded quickly and kissed him again, wrapping his arms around his neck tightly and rising to his toes. "Yes!" He said against his lips and nodded again. "A thousand times yes.." He breathed, sharing Draco’s air.
Draco moaned and kissed Harry, hugging him tight as if he would never see him again, lifting him off the ground and spinning him in a half circle, so Harry was now facing the other way.
He placed Harry down, and they gazed into each other's eyes, their foreheads pressed together, breathing the same air as their noses brushed against each other.
"Oh, Harry!" Draco said, bringing his hands to cup his face and kissing him again. Harry moaned.
"Yes, Draco?" He breathed.
"I fancy you, I fucking fancy you!" He kissed him again, and they stayed like that for a bit, in each other's embrace and kissing and staring into each other’s eyes.
They moved to sit down, shoulder to shoulder, looking out at the lake. They rested their heads together as the cool air surrounded them, making everything quite quiet and serene.
Harry spoke, breaking the silence. "Why hadn’t you told me?" He moved his head to look at Draco.
Draco let out a sigh and met his eye. "I wanted you to be ready, Harry. If I told you, before you knew yourself, how would you have reacted?"
Harry pursed his lip. He honestly didn’t know. "I’m not sure, to be truthful."
Draco gripped his thigh tightly. "See, I couldn’t blow my chance."
Harry scoffed. "As if."
Draco continued. "Besides, I knew you’d tell me once you realized."
"How did you know that?" Harry shook his head confused.
"Because you’re an emotional person Harry. There’d be no way for you to pretend you didn’t fancy me while we were together." He chuckled, nudging Harry’s shoulder. "When did you realize anyway?"
Harry blushed and looked away. "Yesterday.."
Draco smiled and took his chin in his hand, turning him to face him. "Ah ha, what’d I tell ya?"
Harry’s blush deepened and he looked down. Draco leaned forward and kissed the top of his head. Harry looked up at him. "When did you realize?"
Draco laughed and quickly bit his lip, his gaze turning to the lake. "Erm, if I’m being honest I think I may have had a crush on you before we hooked up. I knew I fancied you for sure after we had gone out to lunch."
Harry’s eyes widened. He watched Draco bite his cheek. "And you really didn’t say anything?"
Draco turned to him, blushing. "Well, not seeing you for two weeks scared me a bit, and when I saw you at the pub again, I couldn’t resist. I jumped you. And you seemed mad at me that night. Bloody preposterous! You’re the one who made me wait!" Draco exclaimed, shoving Harry playfully.
"Hey!" Harry pushed back. "I had work the weekend before. And I had waited almost an hour for you, just to see you walk in with another bloke. I was embarrassed."
"Harry!" Draco said laughing. "That was a colleague, who I just so happened to see outside before I came in."
Harry bit his lip, guilty. "Oh.."
"Yes, oh." He said smiling, and leaned in to kiss him. "You were already jealous by then? I guess I still do have some Malfoy charm."
Harry snorted, warranting another shove from Draco. "Oi!" He said and grabbed his wrist, stopping a third shove. "I was confused alright. I-I wanted you.. I hadn’t stopped thinking about your lips.." Harry looked to Draco’s lips, remembering how they felt on his neck, then flicked his gaze back to Draco's eyes. "Against my skin.." Harry leaned in closer, brushing over Draco’s mouth. "I wanted to taste you again.." Draco let out a breath, leaning to close the distance. "But you had to come in with another man," Harry huffed, pulling away.
Draco stared at him, his mouth open, his eyes now filled with lust. Harry snaked a hand up his thigh. "And then.. I was so worried about you, after your father." Harry’s hand found the base of his thigh, and gripped the crevice tightly, making Draco draw in a sharp breath. "I couldn’t stop thinking about you.."
Draco moaned. "Harry.." He pulled him by the neck and kissed him. "You’re teasing me on purpose.." He breathed against him, and grabbed Harry’s hand to put it over his hard erection.
Harry groaned. He loved that he had this effect on Draco. He pulled away from Draco's lips, intent on carrying on the teasing. "And you kept calling me baby," Harry continued, locking eyes with Draco and cupping his erection. "At first I was scared by it, but eventually, it was a turn on." Draco sucked in another breath, and leaned forward trying to kiss Harry, who slowly leaned back, grabbing Draco’s wrist.
Draco groaned and broke free of Harry’s grasp. He moved to straddle him, grabbing his face between his hands and kissing him. "I couldn’t help calling you baby, that was the only hint I was able to give you." He breathed against Harry’s lips, before kissing him again. "When you called me ‘mine’ earlier I nearly came." Draco kissed Harry deeply, grinding his hips over Harry’s growing erection.
Harry couldn’t keep in the moan that escaped him. His hands grasped his arse firmly and pulled him fully against him. "Fuck Draco, you’re mine.." He kissed him intensely. "You’re fucking mine.." He growled into his lips.
"I’m yours, baby. Fuck Harry.. I’m yours." Draco breathed and kissed Harry as his grip on his jaw tightened. "I want to be yours and only yours. And you mine and only mine."
Harry groaned. "I’m yours Draco.." He kissed him. Draco moaned and laid Harry down so he was on his back, and kissed him with ardour. Harry rutted into him, suddenly as turned on as he had been earlier. "Fuck Draco.."
Harry reached down to undo Draco’s trousers. Draco swatted his hands away. "Harry! We’re in public!" Draco exclaimed.
"So? I want you.." Harry breathed against him. "There’s no one around.." He reached down again and successfully undid his button and zipper, pulling Draco into a kiss while moaning.
Draco moaned loudly and grinded over Harry. "H-Harry, no, we can’t."
Draco’s movements told Harry that they very much could. "Mmm, fuck Draco." Harry spun Draco onto his back, so he was on top of him. He kneeled over him and pulled down his briefs and trousers so they were around his ankle. Harry quickly engulfed Draco’s member into his mouth.
"Harry!" Draco shouted, his hands flying to his unruly dark hair. "Fuck!" Draco bucked his hips into him.
"How sore are you?" Harry asked, replacing his mouth with his hand around Draco’s cock.
Draco let out an obscene moan. "Not-Not sore enough.."
Harry moaned and bent down to lick his arsehole, warranting needy gasps from the blond. Harry was about to take Draco, his boyfriend, for the second time ever, on the hard ground. Harry licked and licked, before inserting two lubed fingers and stretching him. He found him opening easily.
"Harry! I’m ready, please fuck me!"
Harry whimpered loudly and lubed up his cock, slowly engulfing himself in Draco’s tight heat.
"Oh FUCK HARRY!" Draco screamed, and it echoed through the quiet night. His face was flushed, his chest was heaving up and down, and he rocked himself against Harry, needing movement.
Harry gave him movement and pounded into him. He already knew he wasn’t lasting very long. Draco writhed underneath him and Harry moaned. The two were a wild pair of thrashing limbs as they rocked against each other, incoherent sounds escaping them. Harry thrusted into the man below him feeling how tight he was and groaning with Draco’s fingernails digging into his skin.
Harry reached down and jerked Draco’s cock as he felt himself come closer to the edge.
"Harry!" Draco cried out. "Fuck baby!" Draco's eyes were screwed shut and his hands were tearing up the grass at his sides.
Harry moaned at the sight. He pounded into him harder and jerked him faster. He felt Draco’s channel tighten and came immediately, screaming Draco’s name and feeling his come all over his hand.
Harry panted and fell onto Draco, a heaving mess. He slipped out of him with a small pop and laid there for a second. He quickly got up, cast a cleansing spell and pulled Draco’s trousers up before fastening his own. He didn’t want him to be cold. He laid back down beside him, pulling him close to him.
Draco rolled onto his side and hugged Harry tightly. "That was.. so hot.." He breathed. "I didn’t know you liked public sex.."
Harry rolled his eyes. "It’s hardly public if there’s no one to hide from."
"Still, it could've been risky." Draco flashed him a smile. "I kinda like the risk. You should take me wherever you want me."
"Not if you scream that loud, we’re bound to get caught."
"Hey! You screamed too," he frowned.
Harry laughed. "I know, I would hate to be quiet when you just feel so fucking good."
Draco groaned and kissed him. "You’re going to be the death of me."
"And you of me." Harry smiled at him. "Now, weren’t we supposed to be watching a movie?"
Draco scoffed and shoved him.
Harry laughed and they apparated back home.

The next morning Harry woke up with his boyfriend sprawled out next to him, shirtless and barely covered in the blankets as if he had thrashed around all night.
Harry raised himself onto his elbow and looked at him, a chuckle escaping his lips. He looked the opposite of graceful and poised. His gorgeous blond locks were draped over his face and his mouth was open, making him snore ever so quietly.
Draco did look peaceful though and Harry took the time to admire him before pulling him close to him in a tight embrace. Draco moaned in his sleep and cuddled into Harry, making his heart flutter as he held the blond man.
After some time Harry got up and out of bed, putting on his briefs, and going into the kitchen to make himself and Draco tea. As Harry was sitting and sipping his hot beverage an owl flew through the window speeding straight into his cupboard.
Harry jumped and let out a sound of surprise before getting up to help the poor animal. The owl whined and cooed until Harry helped him and gave him a treat, then he flew off, leaving a bright blue note for Harry.
Fuck. Harry had to go into work. He knew without even opening it.
He sighed and grabbed the letter, peeling off the seal to read what was inside.

Harry, it is urgent you come into the office today. Come as soon as 10am. Thank you.

The letter crumpled itself into dust. Similar to the way a howler did. Harry looked at the clock. 8:27. At least he had a bit of time.
Harry went back to his bedroom and stared at the sleeping heap in his bed. Merlin he was falling so hard for him. And now he was his boyfriend. Imagine that. Harry smiled to himself.
He crawled onto the bed, cradling the blond in his arms before peppering kisses all over his face and neck. Draco groaned, rustling a little bit. Harry kissed him all over. Over his chest and stomach, and all the way up to his ears.
"Wake up baby.." Harry whispered softly.
Draco groaned again. "What time is it Harry?" He whined. Harry chuckled.
"A bit after 8:30." He squeezed the man’s sheet covered arse, warranting a yelp from the blond.
"Harry, I’m tired." He whined, again, and turned over grabbing the sheets and pulling them up to his shoulder.
"Don’t make me tickle you." Harry said in a threatening tone while leaning down and creeping his hands over Draco’s sides.
Draco vaulted his body away from Harry, but failed quite miserably. "No! Harry please! Don’t-"
Harry ravished his sides, tickling him without mercy.
"Harry! Harry stop!" Draco yelled, thrashing around under Harry’s grasp.
Harry let out an evil laugh and tickled Draco’s neck and under his bum, right at the back of his thigh.
Draco screamed, kicking around and grasping at Harry, barely able to tell him to stop as he was laughing too hard and was way too out of breath.
"HARRY!" Draco choked through a rather intense fit of hysterics and Harry ended his tickle attack with a raspberry to the neck, making Draco squirm and yelp.
"You conniving little wanker." Draco spat through gritted teeth once he caught his breath. His arms were over the sheets, at his sides, and he gripped them tightly in his fingers.
Harry had to bite his lip to keep from laughing.
Draco glared at him, crossing his arms over his chest and giving him a ‘hmph’ as he turned to face away from him.
Harry kissed up his back to his neck, his hand trailing up his arm.
Draco shrugged him off. "Geroff!"
Harry grabbed him and turned him to face him, the blond struggling and squirming under his grasp. Harry moved to sit over him.
"Draco.." Harry looked him straight in the eye. He flashed him a wide smile. "Good morning."
Draco scoffed. "Morning, yes. Good? No."
Harry pouted. He couldn’t tell if he was actually upset with him. "Wait, are you actually angry with me?" Harry asked quietly and let go of Draco’s wrists, sitting back on his lap.
Draco let out a long sigh. "No," he huffed. "Come here." His arms opened for a hug and Harry leaned forward, embracing him happily.
He nuzzled his nose against Draco’s cheek. "I’m sorry baby, I just wanted to spend time with you." Harry blushed a bit, still not used to calling Draco baby.
"We have all day together, handsome." He said brushing a piece of Harry’s hair off of his forehead.
Harry frowned. "Um, actually, " he moved off of him, sitting beside him. "We don’t. I’ve been called into work."
"What?" Draco asked, matching Harry’s frown. "When?"
"Not till ten, but still, I don’t know how long I’ll be."
"Why do you need to go in?"
"I d’know. The message just said I was needed urgently."
"An hour and a half is hardly urgent." Draco chided.
"Well, they don’t know if I’ve gotten it yet. Technically I could be asleep."
"Ah." A smirk formed on Draco’s face. "True."
He leaned forward and kissed Harry on the lips and Harry hummed in approval. Draco moved to lay Harry on his back and climbed on top of him, deepening the kiss and tangling his tongue with his.
"You’ve had tea." Draco said against Harry’s lips.
Harry nodded. "Yeah, I made some for us."
"How long have you been up, Harry?" Draco said with a chuckle.
Harry gave him a cheeky smile. "Quite a bit."
Draco laughed and kissed him full on the mouth. "Do I look just as amazing while I sleep?"
"No, you looked terribly dishevelled." Harry smiled.
Draco glared at him. "Oi, how am I supposed to help how I sleep?"
"It was cute. You looked cute."
Draco scoffed and kissed him again. "Shut up please."
"Alright." Harry chuckled, bringing his hand up behind Draco’s neck and pulling him closer to deepen the kiss.
Draco groaned and grabbed Harry’s face. He kissed Harry hard, nibbling at his bottom lip and sucking on Harry’s tongue. Harry moaned and his hands ran over Draco’s sides, touching and pressing on every part of him. He reached and pinched a nipple resulting in Draco whining against Harry’s lips and grinding a bit on top of him.
Harry groaned and settled his hands on Draco’s hips, pulling him flush to him and rutted against him. Draco moaned, moving his kisses down Harry’s jaw and neck, making Harry whimper. Draco sucked and licked, leaving a large love bite on the side of Harry's neck.
"Draco.." Harry said breathlessly.
"Mmm, shhh." Draco said, moving his lips to Harry’s and kissing him deeply. Harry gasped, feeling himself growing hard.
He didn’t mean he wanted sex when he said he wanted to spend time with him, but he very much welcomed it.
Draco reached down to grab Harry’s hardening cock, and stroked it through Harry’s briefs.
"Draco.." Harry said more urgently.
Draco broke the kiss and looked at him, obvious lust in his eyes. His hand paused its ministrations, but stayed gripping his cock. Harry squirmed underneath him. "Baby.." Harry was fully hard with the anticipation of what they could be doing right then. Draco smirked at him and bent down to kiss him.
They got into it, touching each other and kissing every bit of bare skin they could. Moans escaped the two of them as they teased one another.
Harry was in the middle of a particularly obscene moan with Draco’s mouth around his cock when they heard the floo.
They both froze.
"Harry?"
Draco was off his cock immediately and looked at Harry. They both held expressions of surprise on their faces.
"Harry?"
"Shit, that’s Ron!" Harry whispered, and moved to get up.
Draco scrambled after him and pulled on his briefs and trousers.
Harry barely had his briefs on when Ron knocked on his bedroom door.
"Harry?"
"Ron?" Harry asked, trying to seem nonchalant.
"Yes, who else would it be?" Harry saw the doorknob turn and quickly cast a spell to lock it. He heard Ron gasp. "Harry?"
"Erm, sorry.." He looked at Draco. "I-I’m not dressed."
"Alright mate." Ron said, with a bit of skepticism in his voice, and Harry heard Ron walking away.
Harry eyed Draco up and down. He rushed over to him and gave him a hard, wet kiss. Draco gave Harry a look of shock, but Harry returned it with a carnal grin.
Draco’s eyes darkened and he grabbed Harry’s face, kissing him deeply and twirling his tongue with Harry’s. He moaned, grabbing Harry’s hand and placing it on his covered erection. "Baby.." He whispered, all needy and desperate.
Harry looked at him, with the same need in his eyes. "Let me go talk to Ron okay? Then maybe we can finish up. If not.." He pulled Draco to him roughly, and kissed him fully. "Just wait until tonight.."
Draco whimpered, kissing Harry back and backing himself onto the bed, taking Harry with him. "Harry.." He breathed.
Harry’s eyes were dark. "I’ll be right back."
Harry turned away from the whining blond and pulled on his trousers.
"Wait, Harry!" Draco whispered.
Harry turned to him.
"Are you going to tell him? About us?"
Harry bit his lip. "I don’t know, now may not be the best time. He might have a reaction."
Draco nodded, and looked away from Harry.
"What?" Harry asked, walking over to him.
"I want to tell people about us. I don’t want to be a secret."
Harry smiled at him and caressed his cheek. "I don’t either, Ron’s just a special case."
Draco sighed. "Please, everyone’s a special case. I’m an ex-death eater and you're the saviour, the entire wizarding world will be outta their tree."
Harry laughed. "You’re worth it, you’re worth everything." He kissed his lips lightly.
Draco looked up at him, with hope in his eyes. "You really mean that?"
"Yes - I - do." He said between stolen kisses on his lips.
Draco hummed. "Alright. Do try and hurry up darling." Draco said in a mocking voice, "I’ll be in the bathroom."
Harry laughed and left the room, not bothering to put a shirt on and closing the door behind him.
He found Ron in his kitchen, helping himself to tea and biscuits.
"G’morning mate." Harry said happily.
Ron looked up at him and choked on his food. "Harry! What the bloody hell are those!" Ron said, pointing to the hickies adorning his chest. "And, that there?" Now addressing the freshly made love bite Draco had just given him.
Harry flushed throughout his whole body, automatically covering his neck with his palm. "Um.." He really should have put a shirt on.
"Is he here, right now?" Ron asked excitedly. "Can I meet him?"
Harry bit his lip, still pink with embarrassment.
"Did I interrupt..?" Ron trailed off with a smile on his face, letting Harry's brain finish the rest of his very obvious question.
"Ron, please.." Harry asked, desperate not to be taunted at that moment.
"O’kay, o’kay. When do I get to meet him?"
"Soon, I promise." Harry said, reddening even more.
Ron chuckled, breaking the tension, and Harry followed with a choked laugh.
"I just came by to see if you got called into work as well." Ron smiled at him.
"Yeah, I did. It said not till ten though, so I haven’t been in any rush."
Ron laughed. "I can tell."
Harry snorted, making Ron break out into more laughter and Harry quickly joined.
Ron patted Harry on the back as they stopped laughing. "Just floo to mine at a quarter to ten, we can go together."
Harry nodded and bid his friend farewell.
Harry traveled back into his bedroom, looking for Draco, but didn’t see him.
He was quickly yanked into the on-suite, and his lips were captured by a very presumptuous blond.
Harry melted into the kiss. His hands found Draco’s hair and he laced his fingers in it, tugging slightly and warranting a moan from the blond.
“Come on, I’ve warmed up the water for us.” And Draco dragged him into the shower.
…
“Draco I’ll see you later I promise.”
The blond was kissing Harry all over, refusing to let him leave.
“After that? You’re not going anywhere.”
Harry smirked to himself. He had ravished the man quite thoroughly, giving him an earth shattering orgasm.
“Draco..” Harry laughed and pushed him away.
Draco whimpered, pulling him back into a kiss.
Harry chuckled against his lips. “Baby, I’ve got to go.”
Draco pulled away and frowned at him. “Alright.”
“I’ll owl you okay?”
Draco nodded and pulled Harry into another loving kiss. “I’ll miss you..” He pouted.
Harry laughed. “I’ll miss you too, Draco.”
Draco bit his lip and gave him one last kiss before apparating away.
Harry smiled to himself. He quickly turned to floo and met Ron before they went to work.

Kingsley was worried.
“They’ve been missing.. since the night before you went to check it out.”
His message was directed at Harry.
“What?”
“No one has seen or heard from them since. Their neighbors filed a report.”
“Do you think they fled?” Ron chimed in.
Kingsley pursed his lips. “There’s always that possibility, but how on earth would they know Harry was going the next day?”
“They wouldn’t. They couldn’t.” Harry stated.
“Well it’s either that and they’re hiding something, or they’ve been taken, meaning we'd have just as big a problem on our hands.”
Harry ran a hand through his hair. Fuck.
“Is it possible they just went on holiday, without telling anyone?” Nott added.
“Only if they’ve apparated out of the country, which is an extremely difficult a task. Their floo network hasn’t been used in years.”
“How peculiar..” Another auror, named John, chimed in.
“I need you all to check it out. Prepare now, and go as soon as possible, it may need to be our main focus next week.”
“But what about Crawford, we’re so close to catching him.” Ron proclaimed.
“I know, but we have other aurors who can catch him. I need my best at this house, we don’t know what could be there, but I know you lot can handle it.”
They all nodded.
“Now get going.”
…

The four aurors, Harry, Ron, Nott, and John, apparated to the site.
Harry immediately found something was off. He brought a finger to his lips, and everyone looked at him silently.
Harry edged himself towards the house and opened the door. There was a boulder sized hole in the floor leading to the basement, with no indication of how or what caused it.
Harry turned to face them.
“Fuck.”

This chapter kicked my arse. I don't know why. I hope you guys actually did enjoy it, apart from my cocky joke. I felt like this wasn't the best in terms of my writing ability, so I hope you enjoyed the lovey dovey content nonetheless.
Besides that, I need your opinions on something, do I make Hermione pregnant?? This is important so, I need some feedback. I have a plan for both, but let me know your suggestions.
Anyways, I hope you guys have a great weekend wherever you are, and I'll talk to y'all in the next update!
smile317 - Thank you for the review and really sweet compliment, I always get excited to see what you have to say :) I'm glad that you like my story and that you caught that pink didn't actually mean admiration, or at least not fully ;) I hope you liked this one, I wasn't planning on them doing it just yet, so I hope it lived up to its expectation
booback - Thank you for making me smile, I'm glad you liked the fluff and thanks for the pub/bar clarification. I hoped you liked this chapter too and I wanted to take the time to say you're a grat writer and I love the stories of yours that I have read! I'm about to start 24, but I know it'll be just as good as the pureblood one :)
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