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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
5,983
Reviews:
23
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Ever
Title: Ever (1/1)
Author: Cady Mac
Author\'s e-mail: catbird3@mac.com
Author\'s web page: http://cadymac.livejournal.com
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters, nor do I have any money, so don’t sue me. Please.
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Category: Established Relationship / PWP / Romance / Fluff
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers/Warnings: No spoilers. Lots of sweaty sex.
Summary: Harry and Draco have been dating for about a year when Harry realizes that he can\'t bear the thought of not seeing Draco every single freakin\' day. Hot sex ensues.
Author\'s notes: I apologize for the weak plot. I really just wanted some fluffy Harry/Draco naked, sweaty, dirty, pervy sex. I\'m normally a beta and this is my first fic ever, so -- hold me, I\'m scared!
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Harry woke up early on Saturday morning when the sunrise began to pour through his curtains and onto his face, warming a small corner of his otherwise quite chilly bedroom. He stretched, feeling slightly sore in all the right places, and rubbed the palms of his hands over his face, partly to wake himself up and partly to block the sun from blinding him any further. He silently cursed himself for having rented the small flat with the bedroom on the east side of the building.
Harry Potter, who was rather naked and cold at the moment, rolled over onto his other side, smiling when his eyes landed on his boyfriend of nearly a year -- Draco Malfoy -- who was currently fast asleep face-down in the pillows with his legs entangled in all of the bedclothes he\'d apparently stolen from Harry at some point during the night. Harry thought he looked more beautiful than the night before, his silky blond hair hanging loosely over his eyes as he slept.
The night before. His smile broadened at the memory of the previous night\'s events. Draco had batted his eyelashes at Harry\'s landlady and eventually coerced her into letting him in so that he could prepare a surprise dinner for Harry when he got home from work at the Ministry. The surprise had the desired effect -- Harry had nearly choked when he unlocked the door and found Draco standing in his living room looking incredibly pleased with himself and unbearably sexy in low-slung jeans and a tight black t-shirt.
They\'d barely kept their hands off of each other during the meal -- teasing glances over their plates, not-so-accidental fingertip sucking as Harry fed Draco an olive, and the kiss. Oh, that kiss. That long, slow, lingering kiss in the kitchen after they\'d cleared the table.
The kitchen had smelled like the candles Draco had just blown out in the dining room. Harry had been leaning back on the counter, his hands perched behind him on the edge of the sink. Draco walked slowly back into the kitchen, still sipping his wine and surveying the countertops for anything else that might need to be put away. Harry watched him, silently wondering if it were possible for him to become any more beautiful. That\'s when it happened. Draco gracefully sipped his wine, provoking Harry\'s interest in his mouth. Harry asked for a taste. Draco nodded, put his glass down, and slinked toward Harry wearing a smirk that caused a rather stimulating biological reaction in Harry.
Draco, standing dangerously close to Harry, had licked his lips and said, \"So taste it.\" Harry swallowed. He leaned forward slightly, his hands still back on the sink, and slid his tongue forward and traced Draco\'s lips with it. Draco smiled. \"No, get a proper taste,\" he had said, opening his mouth slightly. Harry leaned forward again, hands still behind him, and licked Draco\'s tongue from the tip to the back, until his own tongue was sufficiently tucked inside Draco\'s mouth. Draco closed his mouth around Harry\'s tongue and sucked it as he pulled back. They parted rather breathlessly and seemed to mutually decide that they needed a bit more. Draco leaned forw his his hands on the counter on either side of Harry, and rested his lips against Harry\'s. \"I love you,\" he had whispered against Harry\'s mouth as he began to kiss him. Their mouths were the only parts of their bodies that touched for quite some time.
While Draco was busy softly planting kiss after kiss against Harry\'s lips and the corners of his mouth, Harry had found himself becoming more and more lost. When Draco\'s tongue glided back into Harry\'s mouth, the aching in his heart and the fluttering knot in his stomach became overwhelming and he felt as though he would cry if Draco continued the gentle assault.
After several long minutes of restraint, fingers became entangled in hair, hips pressed into straining erections and air became far too scarce. The night escalated into a blur of flesh and sweat and moaning and the distinct scent of sex and Draco on top and licking and arching and that angelic groan that Draco makes when he comes.
Now, lying in bed on this far-too-early and bright Saturday morning, Harry\'s cock stirred as he recounted the deliciously intense sex of the previous night, but the unmistakable ache crept into his heart and butterflies threatened his stomach again when he remembered that kiss. But ache be damned. His boyfriend was nearly naked beside him in bed and it simply wouldn\'t do that he was asleep. That and he was freezing and Draco had all the blankets.
\"Ahem,\" Harry fake-coughed in Draco\'s general direction.
Draco\'s slow, rhythmic breathing pattern ceased, but he didn\'t move from his current position.
Harry chuckled. \"I know you\'re awake, bed hog.\"
Draco groaned into the pillows and mumbled something that sounded like, \"too early.\" He turned his face toward Harry and opened one eye to peer at him, frowning.
\"Hush,\" Draco said from a sleepy haze.
\"I\'m naked and it\'s cold and someone stole my blankets.\"
A slow smile crept across Draco\'s lips as he turned on his side to face Harry. He lifted the blankets upward, revealing his lean, muscular body clad only in loose-fitting pyjama bottoms. Harry paused and swallowed as his eyes drifted down Draco\'s bare chest to his slender, exposed hip.
\"Stop it, nympho. Hurry up and get under here before I get cold,\" Draco said, raising an eyebrow at Harry.
Harry rolled his eyes as he scooted in, but forgot his retort when he became quickly bundled in a most pleasant mix of warm blankets and Draco.
Draco draped a leg over Harry\'s, simultaneously nuzzling his neck and resting his lips on a particularly sensitive spot above Harry\'s collarbone. Harry slid his own leg forward, brushing his thigh between Draco\'s legs in the process. When Harry slid his fingertips just slightly underneath the waistband of Draco\'s pyjama bottoms, he felt him smile against his neck.
\"Trying to seduce me at this hour in the morning? How Slytherin of you,\" Draco whispered, his lips tickling Harry\'s neck as he spoke.
\"What?\" Harry said in mock-offense. \"Good Lord, Malfoy. So self-centered. I\'m only trying to warm my hands. Please.\"
\"Malfoy?\" Draco laughed an easy laugh against Harry\'s bare shoulder. He began to delicately kiss his way from the base of Harry\'s neck up to his mouth, pausing at Harry\'s lips to smile again as he closed his eyes. Harry raised his hand to rest his fingertips against Draco\'s lips, and traced their outline. Draco took the opportunity to suck Harry\'s finger into his mouth, biting it gently on the way in. Harry leaned his head back and moaned almost inaudibly as Draco sucked his middle finger in to join the other inside his mouth. He ran his tongue up and down between Harry\'s two fingers, releasing them from his mouth. Harry shuddered.
\"Good morning,\" Draco said, smirking.
Suddenly unable to think clearly enough to form an entire sentence, Harry mumbled, \"Mmm, indeed.\"
Draco ran his fingers through Harry\'s messy dark locks, smiling.
Grey eyes locked on green and Harry found himself unable to get rid of the itchy, achy, fluttery sensation that was presently weaving its way through his heart and belly. He had known for some time that he was in love with Draco Malfoy. However, something happened in the midst of that kiss last night -- he\'d realised with great thrill and terror that he absolutely, positively couldn\'t live without tcreacreature.
Now as he lay there in bed, Draco\'s eyes searching his own, he was so in love and so terrified. But he had definitely made up his mind.
\"Harry? You all right?\" Draco slid his left hand up to caress Harry\'s cheek, his thumb stroking Harry\'s face. \"You look a little pale. And not in that sexy Malfoy sort of way.\"
\"I love you,\" Harry said as a single tear fell from his eye.
\"Shit, Harry, I love you, too. What\'s wrong?\" Draco stroked the tear away with his thumb and was becoming more concerned by the second.
Harry sat up, his hair trying unsuccessfully to lie flat. From this angle, if he squinted he could see Draco\'s overnight bag lying open on the floor beside the bed.
Draco, watching Harry squint, instinctively reached across him to retrieve Harry\'s glasses from the nightstand. He sat up and slid them onto Harry\'s face, tentatively placing a soft, lingering kiss on Harry\'s lips.
\"What\'s wrong?\" Draco repeated.
\"Draco, don\'t go home.\"
\"What? I\'m not. I mean, I was planning to stay tonight as well, since we have that party tonight and it\'s...\"
\"Ever,\" Harry interrupted.
Draco looked utterly dumbfounded. He sat there, staring at Harry with slightly furrowed brows and his mouth hanging partially open.
\"I hate Sundays, when you e. Ie. I hate that fucking overnight bag. I don\'t wash my pillowcases until Thursday because they smell like you all week. I hate that you\'re so tidy. You barely leave any trace of yourself behind when you go home,\" Harry said, wishing desperately that he could stop his rant and any further embarrassment of himself.
\"Oh my God,\" was all Draco could muster.
\"Fuck it. I hate sleeping alone. Night after night I lie here and wish to any deity that might be listening that you would just fucking Apparate into my bedroom and just lie next to me. I think about you constantly. And last night when I got home and you were here, standing in the living room, it was like I had just discovered the meaning of life,\" Harry sighed. \"And I\'m completely fucking mental. I\'m sorry.\"
He felt slightly panicked as he watched Draco, who had some time ago lowered his head and hadn\'t looked up at Harry since.
\"Shit, Harry,\" Draco said, his heart pounding.
Harry held his breath.
Draco looked up. His eyes were glassy. It appeared to Harry that Draco was fighting both tears and a rather large grin at the same time. The grin won.
\"God, Harry,\" Draco smiled. \"You definitely are completely fucking mental. I love you so much.\"
Harry exhaled deeply and Draco laughed, leaning forward and nearly suffocating Harry with a kiss.
\"So, um,\" Harry started.
\"Of course, Harry,\" Draco interrupted. \"If I\'m going to be living here, we\'ll need a larger mirror in here for starters. And we\'ll need to enchant some extra closet space or something, because honestly, you can\'t expect me to keep my seasonally organised robes in that tiny thing you call a wardrobe.\"
Harry decided that it was time for Draco to shut up. He removed his glasses and lunged at Draco, attaching his lips to Draco\'s neck and sucking slightly. He leaned forward into Draco, coaxing him to lie back down on the bed. Draco obliged, spreading his knees apart to allow Harry proper access to lie on top of him as he sucked his way up Draco\'s throat.
Harry slipped his tongue into Draco\'s mouth, teasing him by flicking the tip along Draco\'s tongue. As Harry continued the teasing kisses, he slid his right hand down between Draco\'s legs and slowly began to stroke Draco\'s rather impressive erection through his pyjama bottoms. Draco opened his mouth and gasped at the contact, but rather than having mercy, Harry took the opportunity to deepen his kiss into Draco\'s open mouth. Draco kissed back, moaning shamelessly into Harry\'s mouth as he continued working his right hand over Draco\'s stiff cock.
Finally, Harry had had enough of the pyjama bottoms.
\"Off,\" he muttered, his tongue still working mercilessly in Draco\'s mouth. Draco only responded by grinding his hips upward and shoving his erection harder into Harry\'s hand. Harry ended the kissing.
Get Get them off. Now.\"
Draco grinned and lifted his hips from the mattress, allowing Harry to yank his pants down and off. Harry tossed them into his own laundry basket across the room. He turned back and smiled down at Draco.
\"I love you,\" Harry said, playfully licking Draco\'s lips, seeking entry into his silky mouth again.
Draco nipped Harry\'s bottom lip and the kissing resumed, more heated and urgent this time, as their two naked bodies aligned perfectly, throbbing erections sliding against each other.
Harry rose up onto all fours, not breaking the contact with Draco\'s mouth. Draco moaned and slid his hand forward, grasping Harry\'s rock-hard cock and stroking it. Harry\'s tongue wandered down to Draco\'s nipple, where he began to suck and nip and flick his tongue while his own cock was being serviced rather efficiently by Draco\'s hands.
Draco slid his thumb over the head of Harry\'s cock, spreading Harry\'s slick pre-come over his fingers. Draco switched to stroke Harry\'s cock with his other hand while he brought his slick fingers up to Harry\'s lips and fed them to him one by one. Harry accepted the digits into his mouth, sucking and cleaning each finger generously as Draco watched, moaning at both the feeling and the sight of it.
Harry kept one of Draco\'s fingers in his mouth as he leaned down to kiss Draco again. Both of their tongues licked and sucked at Draco\'s finger inside Harry\'s mouth as they continued kissing around the digit.
Draco slid his finger out of Harry\'s mouth and traced the wet finger over his lips. Harry moaned watching him, and grabbed his own cock, beginning to stroke it. Draco grabbed Harry\'s wrist to cease the motions.
\"That\'s mine,\" Draco said, raising an eyebrow at Harry.
Draco reached behind him and grabbed a pillow, tossing it down to the foot of the bed. He looked at Harry and smirked. Harry got the hint, and leaned back onto the pillow. Draco prowled forward on all fours, looking Harry in the eye as he bent down to suck the entire length of Harry\'s rather substantial cock into his mouth.
\"Oh, God, Draco,\" Harry moaned, his eyes rolling back into his head briefly.
Draco sucked hard as he slid his mouth up and down Harry\'s shaft, keeping eye contact as he did so, and therefore eliciting many and varied sounds of appreciation from his euphoric boyfriend. He stopped at the head of Harry\'s cock to swirl his tongue around it and tease the tip by tickling it with his agile tongue.
Draco licked Harry\'s thick cock from top to bottom as he began to tease Harry\'s arse with his fingers.
\"Fuck,\" Harry groaned. \"Don\'t stop.\"
\"Like that, do you?\" Draco smiled. He began jerking Harry\'s wet, saliva-coated cock with his left hand while his right hand and his nimble tongue went to work fingering and teasing Harry\'s tight hole.
\"Oh my God. Fuck, Draco,\" Harry stammered as he bucked his hips upward.
Draco had Harry writhing and moaning beneath him, his fingers stretching Harry\'s hole and his tongue teasing it quite successfully. Draco\'s other hand slowed its strokes on Harry\'s cock. He leaned up, looking at Harry with a dangerous grin.
\"Tell me what you want, Harr Dra Draco said, licking his lips and not breaking eye contact.
\"Shit, Draco. You\'re making me insane,\" Harry stammered, grinding his hips upward and ramming his cock deeper into Draco\'s hand.
\"You were already insane. Tell me what you want or I\'ll stop,\" Draco teased, increasing the movements of his hand around Harry\'s cock and his fingers inside his hot, tight hole.
\"Oh, fuck, Draco. I want you inside me. Now. Fuck. Please,\" Harry whimpered, squirming gro groaning beneath Draco\'s skilled hands.
\"Mmm, I was hoping you\'d say that,\" Draco said, biting his lower lip. He sucked Harry\'s cock into his mouth one last time, moaning onto it, knowing that the vibration of his low murmurs would send Harry into overdrive.
Draco retrieved the lubricant from the bedside table and took his time coating himself with it as he continued to tease Harry\'s arse with his toes. When he was ready, he spread a generous portion over his fingers and slid them again into Harry\'s tight arse, smiling when Harry cried out in ecstasy.
Draco leaned back onto the pillows and smiled down the length of the bed at his adorably horny boyfriend. \"Ride me, Harry.\"
Harry\'s eyes opened from his lust-filled haze. He peered down at Draco.
\"You wanted it. So come and get it,\" Draco challenged.
Harry smirked. \"You can take the boy out of Slytherin...\" he started.
\"Shut up and ride it,\" Draco interrupted, smiling as he began to jerk his own cock.
Harry crawled up the bed and straddled Draco. He raised his eyebrows at him as he pinched Draco\'s nipples and slid slowly down the length of his cock. Draco hissed as Harry pressed himself downward and rested there momentarily before he began to impale himself repeatedly.
Draco moaned and hissed and began to thrust upward, fucking Harry relentlessly as he rode him. He moved his hands from Harry\'s hips to his arse, grabbing it in handfuls and rocking Harry\'s hips back and forth as he fucked him. Harry watched Draco the entire time, his blond hainginnging in wisps around his eyes, his lips slightly parted and panting. Harry was amazed at how, even through the haze of hot sex, beautiful Draco always is. Harry surprised Draco as he leaned forward for a passionate kiss, continuing to ride his cock as he slid his tongue into Draco\'s mouth.
\"You\'re so fucking beautiful like that,\" Harry whispered onto Draco\'s lips. Draco moaned into Harry\'s mouth and held him there by his hair and kissed him for several minutes as they fucked. Harry broke the kiss and leaned backward, resting himself on his hands behind him, and rocked his hips up and down. Draco lay motionless, watching in amazement as Harry fucked his cock so perfectly.
Draco rewarded Harry\'s talents by reaching both hands forward and keeping them still as they wrapped around Harry\'s cock. The result was that Harry could fuck Draco\'s hands every time he rose up from riding his cock. He continuously impaled himself downward on Draco\'s cock and then rose again only to be met by the delicious friction of Draco\'s hands tightly wrapped around his aching cock.
\"Oh, fuck, Draco. That feels so, oh my God,\" Harry panted, sweat dripping from his forehead as he increased his pace, enjoying the dual pleasure of Draco\'s cock buried in his arse and his own erection sliding in and out of Draco\'s hands.
The sight of Harry on top of him, riding him and sweating like that and swearing and slamming his cock through the palms of his hands was more than Draco could take.
\"Shit, Harry, I\'m going to come,\" Draco stammered, keeping his hands tightly wrapped around Harry\'s cock while his body tensed. Harry sped up his pace yet again, frantically riding and fucking his boyfriend.
\"I want to feel you come inside me, Draco. Fuck, yes.\" Harry\'s encouragement drove Draco over the edge. His entire body tightened and he shuddered violently as he came hard, buried deep inside of Harry.
Harry sat still on top of Draco after he came, waiting a moment before he slid himself off of Draco\'s spent cock. He leaned down and kissed Draco languidly, wiping the sweat and blond locks away from his eyes. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry\'s neck, pulling him closer as he returned the kiss. Moments later, he snaked a hand down between them and slid his fingers tightly around Harry\'s needy erection.
\"Mmm, what are we going to do about this?\" Draco asked between the soft kisses.
Harry moaned. \"God, whatever you want.\"
\"Really? Lucky you,\" Draco said. He held Harry in place as he slid down beneath him, placing his soft lips underneath Harry\'s thick cock.
\"I want you to come in my mouth,\" Draco demanded, wrapping his hands around Harry\'s hips and licking the tip of Harry\'s cock.
\"Holy shit, Draco,\" Harry gasped as Draco\'s mouth encircled his cock from underneath him. Well. This was a new one.
Harry couldn\'t help it. He started thrusting into Draco\'s hot, wet mouth almost immediately. Draco was sucking Harry as he moved in and out of his mouth. Harry was close. He made the mistake of looking down and underneath him as he worked his cock in and out of Draco\'s mouth. The sight of that blond hair and those lips curled tightly around his cock was unbelievable. To top it off, Draco sucked particularly hard during one thrust and produced a very loud slurping noise as Harry pulled upward.
\"Fuck, Draco. I can\'t take it,\" Harry panted.
Draco responded by moaning -- loudly -- onto Harry\'s cock and sliding a finger between his legs.
\"Oh my God, Draco. Oh my God. I\'m coming,\" Harry tried to pull away from Draco\'s mouth in time, but Draco held him firmly in place by the arse cheeks. Harry came into Draco\'s mouth, screaming his name.
Harry rolled off of Draco, onto his side, sweaty and spent and exhausted. Draco crawled back up to his place in bed beside Harry -- and started to laugh.
\"What?\" Harry managed to squeak out between gasps for air.
\"Nothing, that was just... mind-blowing,\" Draco said, smiling over at Harry as he tucked a wild lock of Harry\'s raven hair behind his ear.
Harry pulled Draco in close for a kiss. \"Mmm, that it was,\" Harry murmured between the lazy kisses. \"You do realise that once you move in I will be expecting that mind-blowing sex at least twice a day, right?\"
\"Only twice? That\'s disappointing,\" Draco laughed, but quickly became more serious. \"Harry, I\'d been waiting so long for you to ask me that.\"
\"Ask you what? To have mind-blowing sex?\" Harry asked, smiling.
\"To, you know, not go home. Ever,\" Draco said, lost in Harry\'s eyes. \"I\'m so in love with you. And sometimes it terrifies me.\"
\"I know the feeling,\" Harry said, pressing a kiss to Draco\'s forehead. \"More than you can imagine.\"
y roy rolled over onto his back and laid one hand over his heart and the other over his belly. The ache and knot were gone -- replaced by the calm, peaceful bliss of knowing that Draco wasn\'t going to leave him. Ever.
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THE END!
Author: Cady Mac
Author\'s e-mail: catbird3@mac.com
Author\'s web page: http://cadymac.livejournal.com
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters, nor do I have any money, so don’t sue me. Please.
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Category: Established Relationship / PWP / Romance / Fluff
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers/Warnings: No spoilers. Lots of sweaty sex.
Summary: Harry and Draco have been dating for about a year when Harry realizes that he can\'t bear the thought of not seeing Draco every single freakin\' day. Hot sex ensues.
Author\'s notes: I apologize for the weak plot. I really just wanted some fluffy Harry/Draco naked, sweaty, dirty, pervy sex. I\'m normally a beta and this is my first fic ever, so -- hold me, I\'m scared!
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Harry woke up early on Saturday morning when the sunrise began to pour through his curtains and onto his face, warming a small corner of his otherwise quite chilly bedroom. He stretched, feeling slightly sore in all the right places, and rubbed the palms of his hands over his face, partly to wake himself up and partly to block the sun from blinding him any further. He silently cursed himself for having rented the small flat with the bedroom on the east side of the building.
Harry Potter, who was rather naked and cold at the moment, rolled over onto his other side, smiling when his eyes landed on his boyfriend of nearly a year -- Draco Malfoy -- who was currently fast asleep face-down in the pillows with his legs entangled in all of the bedclothes he\'d apparently stolen from Harry at some point during the night. Harry thought he looked more beautiful than the night before, his silky blond hair hanging loosely over his eyes as he slept.
The night before. His smile broadened at the memory of the previous night\'s events. Draco had batted his eyelashes at Harry\'s landlady and eventually coerced her into letting him in so that he could prepare a surprise dinner for Harry when he got home from work at the Ministry. The surprise had the desired effect -- Harry had nearly choked when he unlocked the door and found Draco standing in his living room looking incredibly pleased with himself and unbearably sexy in low-slung jeans and a tight black t-shirt.
They\'d barely kept their hands off of each other during the meal -- teasing glances over their plates, not-so-accidental fingertip sucking as Harry fed Draco an olive, and the kiss. Oh, that kiss. That long, slow, lingering kiss in the kitchen after they\'d cleared the table.
The kitchen had smelled like the candles Draco had just blown out in the dining room. Harry had been leaning back on the counter, his hands perched behind him on the edge of the sink. Draco walked slowly back into the kitchen, still sipping his wine and surveying the countertops for anything else that might need to be put away. Harry watched him, silently wondering if it were possible for him to become any more beautiful. That\'s when it happened. Draco gracefully sipped his wine, provoking Harry\'s interest in his mouth. Harry asked for a taste. Draco nodded, put his glass down, and slinked toward Harry wearing a smirk that caused a rather stimulating biological reaction in Harry.
Draco, standing dangerously close to Harry, had licked his lips and said, \"So taste it.\" Harry swallowed. He leaned forward slightly, his hands still back on the sink, and slid his tongue forward and traced Draco\'s lips with it. Draco smiled. \"No, get a proper taste,\" he had said, opening his mouth slightly. Harry leaned forward again, hands still behind him, and licked Draco\'s tongue from the tip to the back, until his own tongue was sufficiently tucked inside Draco\'s mouth. Draco closed his mouth around Harry\'s tongue and sucked it as he pulled back. They parted rather breathlessly and seemed to mutually decide that they needed a bit more. Draco leaned forw his his hands on the counter on either side of Harry, and rested his lips against Harry\'s. \"I love you,\" he had whispered against Harry\'s mouth as he began to kiss him. Their mouths were the only parts of their bodies that touched for quite some time.
While Draco was busy softly planting kiss after kiss against Harry\'s lips and the corners of his mouth, Harry had found himself becoming more and more lost. When Draco\'s tongue glided back into Harry\'s mouth, the aching in his heart and the fluttering knot in his stomach became overwhelming and he felt as though he would cry if Draco continued the gentle assault.
After several long minutes of restraint, fingers became entangled in hair, hips pressed into straining erections and air became far too scarce. The night escalated into a blur of flesh and sweat and moaning and the distinct scent of sex and Draco on top and licking and arching and that angelic groan that Draco makes when he comes.
Now, lying in bed on this far-too-early and bright Saturday morning, Harry\'s cock stirred as he recounted the deliciously intense sex of the previous night, but the unmistakable ache crept into his heart and butterflies threatened his stomach again when he remembered that kiss. But ache be damned. His boyfriend was nearly naked beside him in bed and it simply wouldn\'t do that he was asleep. That and he was freezing and Draco had all the blankets.
\"Ahem,\" Harry fake-coughed in Draco\'s general direction.
Draco\'s slow, rhythmic breathing pattern ceased, but he didn\'t move from his current position.
Harry chuckled. \"I know you\'re awake, bed hog.\"
Draco groaned into the pillows and mumbled something that sounded like, \"too early.\" He turned his face toward Harry and opened one eye to peer at him, frowning.
\"Hush,\" Draco said from a sleepy haze.
\"I\'m naked and it\'s cold and someone stole my blankets.\"
A slow smile crept across Draco\'s lips as he turned on his side to face Harry. He lifted the blankets upward, revealing his lean, muscular body clad only in loose-fitting pyjama bottoms. Harry paused and swallowed as his eyes drifted down Draco\'s bare chest to his slender, exposed hip.
\"Stop it, nympho. Hurry up and get under here before I get cold,\" Draco said, raising an eyebrow at Harry.
Harry rolled his eyes as he scooted in, but forgot his retort when he became quickly bundled in a most pleasant mix of warm blankets and Draco.
Draco draped a leg over Harry\'s, simultaneously nuzzling his neck and resting his lips on a particularly sensitive spot above Harry\'s collarbone. Harry slid his own leg forward, brushing his thigh between Draco\'s legs in the process. When Harry slid his fingertips just slightly underneath the waistband of Draco\'s pyjama bottoms, he felt him smile against his neck.
\"Trying to seduce me at this hour in the morning? How Slytherin of you,\" Draco whispered, his lips tickling Harry\'s neck as he spoke.
\"What?\" Harry said in mock-offense. \"Good Lord, Malfoy. So self-centered. I\'m only trying to warm my hands. Please.\"
\"Malfoy?\" Draco laughed an easy laugh against Harry\'s bare shoulder. He began to delicately kiss his way from the base of Harry\'s neck up to his mouth, pausing at Harry\'s lips to smile again as he closed his eyes. Harry raised his hand to rest his fingertips against Draco\'s lips, and traced their outline. Draco took the opportunity to suck Harry\'s finger into his mouth, biting it gently on the way in. Harry leaned his head back and moaned almost inaudibly as Draco sucked his middle finger in to join the other inside his mouth. He ran his tongue up and down between Harry\'s two fingers, releasing them from his mouth. Harry shuddered.
\"Good morning,\" Draco said, smirking.
Suddenly unable to think clearly enough to form an entire sentence, Harry mumbled, \"Mmm, indeed.\"
Draco ran his fingers through Harry\'s messy dark locks, smiling.
Grey eyes locked on green and Harry found himself unable to get rid of the itchy, achy, fluttery sensation that was presently weaving its way through his heart and belly. He had known for some time that he was in love with Draco Malfoy. However, something happened in the midst of that kiss last night -- he\'d realised with great thrill and terror that he absolutely, positively couldn\'t live without tcreacreature.
Now as he lay there in bed, Draco\'s eyes searching his own, he was so in love and so terrified. But he had definitely made up his mind.
\"Harry? You all right?\" Draco slid his left hand up to caress Harry\'s cheek, his thumb stroking Harry\'s face. \"You look a little pale. And not in that sexy Malfoy sort of way.\"
\"I love you,\" Harry said as a single tear fell from his eye.
\"Shit, Harry, I love you, too. What\'s wrong?\" Draco stroked the tear away with his thumb and was becoming more concerned by the second.
Harry sat up, his hair trying unsuccessfully to lie flat. From this angle, if he squinted he could see Draco\'s overnight bag lying open on the floor beside the bed.
Draco, watching Harry squint, instinctively reached across him to retrieve Harry\'s glasses from the nightstand. He sat up and slid them onto Harry\'s face, tentatively placing a soft, lingering kiss on Harry\'s lips.
\"What\'s wrong?\" Draco repeated.
\"Draco, don\'t go home.\"
\"What? I\'m not. I mean, I was planning to stay tonight as well, since we have that party tonight and it\'s...\"
\"Ever,\" Harry interrupted.
Draco looked utterly dumbfounded. He sat there, staring at Harry with slightly furrowed brows and his mouth hanging partially open.
\"I hate Sundays, when you e. Ie. I hate that fucking overnight bag. I don\'t wash my pillowcases until Thursday because they smell like you all week. I hate that you\'re so tidy. You barely leave any trace of yourself behind when you go home,\" Harry said, wishing desperately that he could stop his rant and any further embarrassment of himself.
\"Oh my God,\" was all Draco could muster.
\"Fuck it. I hate sleeping alone. Night after night I lie here and wish to any deity that might be listening that you would just fucking Apparate into my bedroom and just lie next to me. I think about you constantly. And last night when I got home and you were here, standing in the living room, it was like I had just discovered the meaning of life,\" Harry sighed. \"And I\'m completely fucking mental. I\'m sorry.\"
He felt slightly panicked as he watched Draco, who had some time ago lowered his head and hadn\'t looked up at Harry since.
\"Shit, Harry,\" Draco said, his heart pounding.
Harry held his breath.
Draco looked up. His eyes were glassy. It appeared to Harry that Draco was fighting both tears and a rather large grin at the same time. The grin won.
\"God, Harry,\" Draco smiled. \"You definitely are completely fucking mental. I love you so much.\"
Harry exhaled deeply and Draco laughed, leaning forward and nearly suffocating Harry with a kiss.
\"So, um,\" Harry started.
\"Of course, Harry,\" Draco interrupted. \"If I\'m going to be living here, we\'ll need a larger mirror in here for starters. And we\'ll need to enchant some extra closet space or something, because honestly, you can\'t expect me to keep my seasonally organised robes in that tiny thing you call a wardrobe.\"
Harry decided that it was time for Draco to shut up. He removed his glasses and lunged at Draco, attaching his lips to Draco\'s neck and sucking slightly. He leaned forward into Draco, coaxing him to lie back down on the bed. Draco obliged, spreading his knees apart to allow Harry proper access to lie on top of him as he sucked his way up Draco\'s throat.
Harry slipped his tongue into Draco\'s mouth, teasing him by flicking the tip along Draco\'s tongue. As Harry continued the teasing kisses, he slid his right hand down between Draco\'s legs and slowly began to stroke Draco\'s rather impressive erection through his pyjama bottoms. Draco opened his mouth and gasped at the contact, but rather than having mercy, Harry took the opportunity to deepen his kiss into Draco\'s open mouth. Draco kissed back, moaning shamelessly into Harry\'s mouth as he continued working his right hand over Draco\'s stiff cock.
Finally, Harry had had enough of the pyjama bottoms.
\"Off,\" he muttered, his tongue still working mercilessly in Draco\'s mouth. Draco only responded by grinding his hips upward and shoving his erection harder into Harry\'s hand. Harry ended the kissing.
Get Get them off. Now.\"
Draco grinned and lifted his hips from the mattress, allowing Harry to yank his pants down and off. Harry tossed them into his own laundry basket across the room. He turned back and smiled down at Draco.
\"I love you,\" Harry said, playfully licking Draco\'s lips, seeking entry into his silky mouth again.
Draco nipped Harry\'s bottom lip and the kissing resumed, more heated and urgent this time, as their two naked bodies aligned perfectly, throbbing erections sliding against each other.
Harry rose up onto all fours, not breaking the contact with Draco\'s mouth. Draco moaned and slid his hand forward, grasping Harry\'s rock-hard cock and stroking it. Harry\'s tongue wandered down to Draco\'s nipple, where he began to suck and nip and flick his tongue while his own cock was being serviced rather efficiently by Draco\'s hands.
Draco slid his thumb over the head of Harry\'s cock, spreading Harry\'s slick pre-come over his fingers. Draco switched to stroke Harry\'s cock with his other hand while he brought his slick fingers up to Harry\'s lips and fed them to him one by one. Harry accepted the digits into his mouth, sucking and cleaning each finger generously as Draco watched, moaning at both the feeling and the sight of it.
Harry kept one of Draco\'s fingers in his mouth as he leaned down to kiss Draco again. Both of their tongues licked and sucked at Draco\'s finger inside Harry\'s mouth as they continued kissing around the digit.
Draco slid his finger out of Harry\'s mouth and traced the wet finger over his lips. Harry moaned watching him, and grabbed his own cock, beginning to stroke it. Draco grabbed Harry\'s wrist to cease the motions.
\"That\'s mine,\" Draco said, raising an eyebrow at Harry.
Draco reached behind him and grabbed a pillow, tossing it down to the foot of the bed. He looked at Harry and smirked. Harry got the hint, and leaned back onto the pillow. Draco prowled forward on all fours, looking Harry in the eye as he bent down to suck the entire length of Harry\'s rather substantial cock into his mouth.
\"Oh, God, Draco,\" Harry moaned, his eyes rolling back into his head briefly.
Draco sucked hard as he slid his mouth up and down Harry\'s shaft, keeping eye contact as he did so, and therefore eliciting many and varied sounds of appreciation from his euphoric boyfriend. He stopped at the head of Harry\'s cock to swirl his tongue around it and tease the tip by tickling it with his agile tongue.
Draco licked Harry\'s thick cock from top to bottom as he began to tease Harry\'s arse with his fingers.
\"Fuck,\" Harry groaned. \"Don\'t stop.\"
\"Like that, do you?\" Draco smiled. He began jerking Harry\'s wet, saliva-coated cock with his left hand while his right hand and his nimble tongue went to work fingering and teasing Harry\'s tight hole.
\"Oh my God. Fuck, Draco,\" Harry stammered as he bucked his hips upward.
Draco had Harry writhing and moaning beneath him, his fingers stretching Harry\'s hole and his tongue teasing it quite successfully. Draco\'s other hand slowed its strokes on Harry\'s cock. He leaned up, looking at Harry with a dangerous grin.
\"Tell me what you want, Harr Dra Draco said, licking his lips and not breaking eye contact.
\"Shit, Draco. You\'re making me insane,\" Harry stammered, grinding his hips upward and ramming his cock deeper into Draco\'s hand.
\"You were already insane. Tell me what you want or I\'ll stop,\" Draco teased, increasing the movements of his hand around Harry\'s cock and his fingers inside his hot, tight hole.
\"Oh, fuck, Draco. I want you inside me. Now. Fuck. Please,\" Harry whimpered, squirming gro groaning beneath Draco\'s skilled hands.
\"Mmm, I was hoping you\'d say that,\" Draco said, biting his lower lip. He sucked Harry\'s cock into his mouth one last time, moaning onto it, knowing that the vibration of his low murmurs would send Harry into overdrive.
Draco retrieved the lubricant from the bedside table and took his time coating himself with it as he continued to tease Harry\'s arse with his toes. When he was ready, he spread a generous portion over his fingers and slid them again into Harry\'s tight arse, smiling when Harry cried out in ecstasy.
Draco leaned back onto the pillows and smiled down the length of the bed at his adorably horny boyfriend. \"Ride me, Harry.\"
Harry\'s eyes opened from his lust-filled haze. He peered down at Draco.
\"You wanted it. So come and get it,\" Draco challenged.
Harry smirked. \"You can take the boy out of Slytherin...\" he started.
\"Shut up and ride it,\" Draco interrupted, smiling as he began to jerk his own cock.
Harry crawled up the bed and straddled Draco. He raised his eyebrows at him as he pinched Draco\'s nipples and slid slowly down the length of his cock. Draco hissed as Harry pressed himself downward and rested there momentarily before he began to impale himself repeatedly.
Draco moaned and hissed and began to thrust upward, fucking Harry relentlessly as he rode him. He moved his hands from Harry\'s hips to his arse, grabbing it in handfuls and rocking Harry\'s hips back and forth as he fucked him. Harry watched Draco the entire time, his blond hainginnging in wisps around his eyes, his lips slightly parted and panting. Harry was amazed at how, even through the haze of hot sex, beautiful Draco always is. Harry surprised Draco as he leaned forward for a passionate kiss, continuing to ride his cock as he slid his tongue into Draco\'s mouth.
\"You\'re so fucking beautiful like that,\" Harry whispered onto Draco\'s lips. Draco moaned into Harry\'s mouth and held him there by his hair and kissed him for several minutes as they fucked. Harry broke the kiss and leaned backward, resting himself on his hands behind him, and rocked his hips up and down. Draco lay motionless, watching in amazement as Harry fucked his cock so perfectly.
Draco rewarded Harry\'s talents by reaching both hands forward and keeping them still as they wrapped around Harry\'s cock. The result was that Harry could fuck Draco\'s hands every time he rose up from riding his cock. He continuously impaled himself downward on Draco\'s cock and then rose again only to be met by the delicious friction of Draco\'s hands tightly wrapped around his aching cock.
\"Oh, fuck, Draco. That feels so, oh my God,\" Harry panted, sweat dripping from his forehead as he increased his pace, enjoying the dual pleasure of Draco\'s cock buried in his arse and his own erection sliding in and out of Draco\'s hands.
The sight of Harry on top of him, riding him and sweating like that and swearing and slamming his cock through the palms of his hands was more than Draco could take.
\"Shit, Harry, I\'m going to come,\" Draco stammered, keeping his hands tightly wrapped around Harry\'s cock while his body tensed. Harry sped up his pace yet again, frantically riding and fucking his boyfriend.
\"I want to feel you come inside me, Draco. Fuck, yes.\" Harry\'s encouragement drove Draco over the edge. His entire body tightened and he shuddered violently as he came hard, buried deep inside of Harry.
Harry sat still on top of Draco after he came, waiting a moment before he slid himself off of Draco\'s spent cock. He leaned down and kissed Draco languidly, wiping the sweat and blond locks away from his eyes. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry\'s neck, pulling him closer as he returned the kiss. Moments later, he snaked a hand down between them and slid his fingers tightly around Harry\'s needy erection.
\"Mmm, what are we going to do about this?\" Draco asked between the soft kisses.
Harry moaned. \"God, whatever you want.\"
\"Really? Lucky you,\" Draco said. He held Harry in place as he slid down beneath him, placing his soft lips underneath Harry\'s thick cock.
\"I want you to come in my mouth,\" Draco demanded, wrapping his hands around Harry\'s hips and licking the tip of Harry\'s cock.
\"Holy shit, Draco,\" Harry gasped as Draco\'s mouth encircled his cock from underneath him. Well. This was a new one.
Harry couldn\'t help it. He started thrusting into Draco\'s hot, wet mouth almost immediately. Draco was sucking Harry as he moved in and out of his mouth. Harry was close. He made the mistake of looking down and underneath him as he worked his cock in and out of Draco\'s mouth. The sight of that blond hair and those lips curled tightly around his cock was unbelievable. To top it off, Draco sucked particularly hard during one thrust and produced a very loud slurping noise as Harry pulled upward.
\"Fuck, Draco. I can\'t take it,\" Harry panted.
Draco responded by moaning -- loudly -- onto Harry\'s cock and sliding a finger between his legs.
\"Oh my God, Draco. Oh my God. I\'m coming,\" Harry tried to pull away from Draco\'s mouth in time, but Draco held him firmly in place by the arse cheeks. Harry came into Draco\'s mouth, screaming his name.
Harry rolled off of Draco, onto his side, sweaty and spent and exhausted. Draco crawled back up to his place in bed beside Harry -- and started to laugh.
\"What?\" Harry managed to squeak out between gasps for air.
\"Nothing, that was just... mind-blowing,\" Draco said, smiling over at Harry as he tucked a wild lock of Harry\'s raven hair behind his ear.
Harry pulled Draco in close for a kiss. \"Mmm, that it was,\" Harry murmured between the lazy kisses. \"You do realise that once you move in I will be expecting that mind-blowing sex at least twice a day, right?\"
\"Only twice? That\'s disappointing,\" Draco laughed, but quickly became more serious. \"Harry, I\'d been waiting so long for you to ask me that.\"
\"Ask you what? To have mind-blowing sex?\" Harry asked, smiling.
\"To, you know, not go home. Ever,\" Draco said, lost in Harry\'s eyes. \"I\'m so in love with you. And sometimes it terrifies me.\"
\"I know the feeling,\" Harry said, pressing a kiss to Draco\'s forehead. \"More than you can imagine.\"
y roy rolled over onto his back and laid one hand over his heart and the other over his belly. The ache and knot were gone -- replaced by the calm, peaceful bliss of knowing that Draco wasn\'t going to leave him. Ever.
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THE END!