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Sex Therapy	By : thepretender501 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 24119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�He hated me for a couple of weeks, but I had already fucked him. I was in his system� he just had to come back,� I said quietly, �It�s just been pure sex ever since then��
Harry was lying in Snape�s bed and he rested his head on a large comfortable pillow. He appeared exhausted but his stubborn gaze still settled upon me; he was seething.
Snape was seated on the edge of the bed and I sat on the armrest of a cozy armchair by the window.

�Wow, Draco�� Snape said, �And now you want to tell him you love him��
I rolled my eyes. It was just like the man to take sides. �I get it. I did the wrong thing,� I snapped, �But everyone makes mistakes.�
�That�s true but you can hardly blame him if he�s not �in love� with you anymore Draco,� Snape said evenly.
The man was right, I had quite effectively broken my own heart.
�He can�t pretend that we weren�t made for each other,� I muttered irritated.
�Fuck you Malfoy! I think you should leave me and Severus alone,� Potter sat up, his temper flaring again. That hurt in ways I can�t even begin to explain.
�Fine Harry! I�m not in love with you, okay?� I lied. I needed him so badly I�d say anything to make him happy, even if it was making me sick inside.

Potter rolled his eyes and turned away from me. His luscious backside exposed. Waiting... I sighed and licked my lips.
Jesus he still had me so horny.
�Draco the feelings you feel are natural� and after listening to you this past week, it appears that you do feel something special for him,� Snape attempted to mediate, but he sounded quite uncomfortable. He hadn�t bargained for jealousy.
�I don�t feel anything!� I snapped at the tense man.
It wasn�t that I hated Professor Snape. That wasn�t it at all. No.

What I hated was that Harry felt so much for him. In fact, I would watch Harry fuck a dozen faceless strangers if I was guaranteed that he would come back to me. Love me. Snape, on the other hand, had the power to take him away from me. For good.
I stood up. Snape watched me, his gaze was intense.
�I need a shower,� I said hotly.

�Feel free to use my bathroom,� Snape gestured.
�Yea thanks,� I said agitated.

My body was feeling so much. I was horny and I was jealous and I was in love and it was all because of this one extraordinary boy.
Don�t get me wrong� it was physical. Unbelievably physical. But I was beginning to realize that the sex addiction was so much more than that. With every encounter I was putting more of myself into him and getting more of him in return. That�s why my senses were so scrambled.
He was in me.
I swear I felt him, saw him, tasted him, and god knows I heard him everywhere...

His screams disturbed my dreams making me spill my sticky seed all over myself. Every sensory nerve in my body seemed to be adjusted to his every movement.

Potter still didn�t even glance in my direction. I walked into the bathroom and paused realizing it was much bigger than the prefect�s bathroom I had access to. I regained my composure and closed the bathroom door.

Once it slammed shut, I locked it and pressed my back against the door.

I started to touch myself. His image was sewn onto the insides of my eyelids.
Lust never hurt so badly.
It was such a desperate, dirty, furtive act but he had me all over the place. I wondered what my father would think if he knew Harry Potter had me so sprung.
Then I wondered what he�d think if he saw me taking the boy on every surface I could imagine in the manor� In Lucius and Narcissa�s soft bed of feathers; Harry�s wild, writhing body pinned down underneath my own. Harry�s haunting voice, screaming the words �I love you� while I caressed every inch of his olive skinned body.

Father would probably disown me, if he didn�t kill me first.
I came� quietly�
I ran the water in the tub.

I had never literally >slept with Harry before. If I was in bed with him I couldn�t sleep. I wondered if Snape would let us spend the night in his bed.
God I was obsessed with the green eyed boy; the green eyed monster. It was hurting to the point where breathing was a chore. I was bitter at the thought that he was probably in there now, giving Snape� everything I wanted� needed for myself.
I sank into the bathtub my head and everything beneath the hot water. I stayed for about a minute before coming up for air. I ran my hands over my face trying to find one moment of clarity.
I stayed in the tub for a good 20 minutes, thinking; and when I thought too much� I had to touch. It was such a sickening cycle but Harry was so close to me now I could feel him.
I was losing my fucking mind.
I climbed out and grabbed a towel from the rack. It was a dark forest green; neatly folded and clean.

I walked out of the bathroom and saw that Potter was fast asleep in the middle of the bed. He was still naked under the covers and he rested his head on Snape�s chest. He looked so well fucked. Snape rested his head on the pillow to the right of Harry. He ran his fingers through the boys sexed up jet black hair. The whole scene was upsetting. I was shaking; immediately envious.
�Did you just fuck him Professor?� I spat.
Snape narrowed his eyes, �No Draco, he was sleeping when you left��
�I need something to wear to bed,� I said seedily.
�What about the clothes you wore today?� Snape asked, his tolerance wearing thin.
�I was raised not to sleep in my day clothes professor! Can you get up and get me something to wear?� I said coldly.
I was just trying to get Snape away from my Harry.

Snape�s lip curled and he glared at me. �I am not a Malfoy house elf. Do not speak to me that way," he said an icy note in his voice.

I did not apologize, I simply glared at him indignant.

"Look in that top drawer you should find something in there�� he said moments later; his voice frigid.
I stormed over to the drawer and threw it open in a fit of teenage rage.
�You have no one but yourself to blame,� Snape said curtly.
�Fuck off,� I spat. I pulled on a long blue night shirt and climbed into the bed.
Harry�s soft skin was so tempting. I was hard already and I knew the feeling would keep me awake and coming all night. I drifted into an uneasy sleep.
**********

At three in the morning, I jumped up because he was touching me. I looked at him biting my tongue to keep from crying out. He stretched tiredly, and rested his soft head of hair on my chest. I heard the quiet sounds of Snape fast asleep. Potter reached down and held my stiff cock in his gentle hands. I shuddered.
�I�m so horny,� he whispered in my ear. I ran my hand over his back and then his bottom.
�Why don�t you wake him?� I hissed.
�You�re hard�� he whined. I couldn�t think straight with him stroking my cock. He shifted his body and lifted my night shirt. He started to lick my now bare chest. His talented tongue made my whole body shiver. �In his bed while he�s asleep Potter?� I gasped.
He bit his lip and gazed at me, �I think that�s why�I�m so��
�So naughty,� I teased combing his hair with my fingers.
�Fuck me Draco� please�� he purred.

I needed to end this. It was unhealthy to be so constantly wound up like this.

�Can you keep it quiet?� I asked already knowing the answer to this question.
�Yea,� he lied.
�Get on�� I said softly.
He sat up on my cock. I looked up at him and he had his eyes closed. Snape was still sound asleep. I should�ve known he would be hot and bothered lying next to the man.

�Are you imagining him?� I asked bitterly. His eyes popped open and he rode a bit faster. He ignored my question and gazed down at me.

I grabbed him roughly by the waist and flipped him on his back. His legs rested up on my shoulders and I pushed deep inside of him. He started screaming (like I knew he would). Our professor stirred.
�Damn!� Snape choked, �Are you boys ever satisfied?!�
Harry groaned� he reached for the man�s silky black locks. �Are you hard professor? I want you� inside of me too�� Potter choked out.
I pulled out exasperated. Potter shivered and stared at me. I climbed off of the bed and started pacing running my hands through my hair.
�I can�t do this,� I said breathing erratically.
�What?!� Harry asked irritated.
�I fucking love you!!� I screamed at him.
�Stop it!! Stop saying that Malfoy� it was fun before now you�re making it�� Harry was so irate and I couldn�t listen to anything else he said.

My eyes burned and I would be damned if they ever saw me cry. I grabbed my book bag and my discarded clothing, and stormed out of the room. I got as far away as I could, which wasn�t far as the Slytherin dorms were in close vicinity to Snape�s living quarters.
I couldn�t go in my dorm room and cry so I stood out in the hallway using the wall to hold me upright. I gasped, while silent tears fell. My cheeks burned hot, my heart pounded rapidly. I could barely breathe. The feeling was terrifying me.
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