Roommates With Benefits 6
Title: Roommates With Benefits 6
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex
Word count: 1200
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for 0idontknow0, who asked for more of Roommates With Benefits.
Summary: Harry bends a little for Draco's sake.
"We are not going to shag for real!" Harry snarled. He clambered to his feet, swaying unsteadily until he regained his equilibrium. There was a reason he tended to be lethargic after sex; it was because he had no business trying to stand.
"Scared, Potter?" taunted Draco.
Harry plopped onto his bed and cleaned himself with a flick of his wand. "I'm not scared," he said. "It's just that I'm not bent."
"You don't have to be bent to experiment," said Draco. "Haven't you ever wanted to try anal with any of your girlfriends?"
The question caused Harry to frown. Yes, he had tried to introduce that sexual practice with a couple of his former girlfriends, but neither one had agreed to indulge him. They said it would hurt. Harry wasn't too keen on painful sex.
"If you're nervous, I'll, uh, I'll let you shag me first," Draco offered.
Harry's cock flexed in his pants. It was surprising, considering he'd just come, fully-clothed, like a mere boy. Apparently, Harry's cock was rather eager to shag Draco. There was only one thing Harry could say to that.
"I'll think about it," he muttered.
"Brilliant," chirped Draco. "That will give me time to buy lube and condoms."
~*~
Harry didn't just think about shagging his sexy roommate. He obsessed over it for the rest of the day. He had to wank before he could go to library on campus to work on an essay. Harry was unable to concentrate on what he was writing, and he gave it up as a lost cause and simply sat there, fantasizing about shagging Draco.
When Harry's cock began to swell in the confines of his trousers once more, he grumbled to himself and began gathering his books. As Harry left the library, he tried to casually hold his book bag in front of himself, not wanting to advertise how turned on he was. This was all Draco's fault, and Harry didn't know if he wanted to shag his roommate or throttle him.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to the dorm room he shared with Draco and found his roommate gone. It was almost dinner time. Harry hoped that if he went down to dinner with other students, talking to them would take his mind off of Draco.
It didn't work out that way. Harry picked at his dinner, tried to participate in a Quidditch debate, and gradually grew more uncomfortable. He positively ached, and it wasn't as if he could rub one out in public. Harry eventually gave up and returned to his room. He closed the door behind him and halted when he saw Draco lounging on his bed and reading The Joys of Gay Sex.
Draco glanced up and grinned. "This is utterly fascinating, Harry," he said. "I can't wait to try some of these things." He looked down again and turned a page. "Of course, if you're still too scared to try, I'm sure I can pull some other bloke."
Harry was instantly suffused with jealousy. "I thought you said you weren't bent," he growled.
Draco shrugged. "I've always been curious, and this makes me want to satisfy some of that curiosity," he said.
"What about your studies?" blurted Harry.
Draco blinked at him. "I wasn't planning to pull every night, Harry," he said. "Perhaps once or twice a week-"
"You're not going to pull anybody!" Harry cried. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. "If you want to satisfy your curiosity, I'll...I'll help you out."
"Splendid," Draco beamed. "Let's get undressed."
"Now?!" squeaked Harry.
"Yes," Draco nodded. "While you were gone, I practiced lubing and stretching myself, so I'm ready right now."
"Oh, dear Godric," whispered Harry. He sat down on his bed and kicked his shoes and socks off. Harrry removed his glasses and set them aside before tugging his jumper off over his head. Finally, he stood up and removed his jeans and pants, shoving them down to reveal his throbbing erection.
Draco finished getting undressed and lay back on his bed. "Er, shall we do this missionary style, or crup style?"
"Crup style would be easier, I think," rasped Harry. He waited until Draco rolled over onto his stomach before crawling onto his roommate's bed.
Draco tossed a foil packet at Harry. "Sheath your wand," he said.
Harry opened the condom and rolled it over his cock. Draco nodded in satisfaction and drew his knees under him, raising his arse in the air.
"Er, are we just going to do this?" asked Harry.
"Do you want me to buy you dinner first?"
Harry muttered under his breath and shuffled into position behind Draco. He palmed his roommates arse cheeks and spread them. Even without glasses on, Harry could see that Draco's hole was glistening with lubricant. His cock throbbed, and he closed his eyes to calm his racing heart. At this rate, Harry would be lucky not to come as soon as he penetrated Draco.
"Are you ready?" Harry asked, nudging the tip of his cock against Draco's entrance.
"Yeah."
Harry took a deep breath and pressed forward. Draco sucked in a breath and hunched his hips, almost as if trying to avoid what was coming. Sweat popped out on Harry's brow. "Are you sure you want-"
"Just do it, Potter," snarled Draco.
Harry tightened his grip on Draco's hips and thrust.
"Aah! Bloody fucking hell!"
Harry froze. "Am I hurting you?" he asked.
Draco blew out a shaky breath. "No, I always yell like that when I'm having a good time."
The jibe made Harry angry. "This was your idea," he reminded Draco.
"I didn't tell you to stop, did I?" snapped Draco. "Just...take it easy, yeah?"
Harry nodded, forgetting that Draco couldn't see the gesture. He pushed in farther, drew back a bit, then penetrated deeper. Once he was fully seated, Harry paused. Draco was tense and trembling, and Harry felt a pang of remorse. He rubbed soothing circles on the small of Draco's back while reciting potion ingredients in his head so as not to simply savage his roommate in a fit of lust. Draco was so hot and tight and perfect that all Harry wanted to do was thrust and thrust and thrust.
"You can move now," Draco said.
Harry did so, pulling out partway and thrusting in again. It felt divine, and Harry's pleasure crested rapidly. After only a few thrusts into Draco's slick hole, Harry's balls drew up, and he climaxed with a garbled cry. Harry slumped on top of Draco, panting and happy. He couldn't believe he'd resisted this for so long.
Harry grinned like a fool and nuzzled Draco's hair, loathe to separate from him just yet. "That was brilliant," he proclaimed.
"No, it wasn't," groused Draco, trying to twitch away from Harry. "It was bloody awful!"
Roommates With Benefits 7
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex
Word count: 1200
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for 0idontknow0, who asked for more of Roommates With Benefits.
Summary: Harry bends a little for Draco's sake.
"We are not going to shag for real!" Harry snarled. He clambered to his feet, swaying unsteadily until he regained his equilibrium. There was a reason he tended to be lethargic after sex; it was because he had no business trying to stand.
"Scared, Potter?" taunted Draco.
Harry plopped onto his bed and cleaned himself with a flick of his wand. "I'm not scared," he said. "It's just that I'm not bent."
"You don't have to be bent to experiment," said Draco. "Haven't you ever wanted to try anal with any of your girlfriends?"
The question caused Harry to frown. Yes, he had tried to introduce that sexual practice with a couple of his former girlfriends, but neither one had agreed to indulge him. They said it would hurt. Harry wasn't too keen on painful sex.
"If you're nervous, I'll, uh, I'll let you shag me first," Draco offered.
Harry's cock flexed in his pants. It was surprising, considering he'd just come, fully-clothed, like a mere boy. Apparently, Harry's cock was rather eager to shag Draco. There was only one thing Harry could say to that.
"I'll think about it," he muttered.
"Brilliant," chirped Draco. "That will give me time to buy lube and condoms."
~*~
Harry didn't just think about shagging his sexy roommate. He obsessed over it for the rest of the day. He had to wank before he could go to library on campus to work on an essay. Harry was unable to concentrate on what he was writing, and he gave it up as a lost cause and simply sat there, fantasizing about shagging Draco.
When Harry's cock began to swell in the confines of his trousers once more, he grumbled to himself and began gathering his books. As Harry left the library, he tried to casually hold his book bag in front of himself, not wanting to advertise how turned on he was. This was all Draco's fault, and Harry didn't know if he wanted to shag his roommate or throttle him.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to the dorm room he shared with Draco and found his roommate gone. It was almost dinner time. Harry hoped that if he went down to dinner with other students, talking to them would take his mind off of Draco.
It didn't work out that way. Harry picked at his dinner, tried to participate in a Quidditch debate, and gradually grew more uncomfortable. He positively ached, and it wasn't as if he could rub one out in public. Harry eventually gave up and returned to his room. He closed the door behind him and halted when he saw Draco lounging on his bed and reading The Joys of Gay Sex.
Draco glanced up and grinned. "This is utterly fascinating, Harry," he said. "I can't wait to try some of these things." He looked down again and turned a page. "Of course, if you're still too scared to try, I'm sure I can pull some other bloke."
Harry was instantly suffused with jealousy. "I thought you said you weren't bent," he growled.
Draco shrugged. "I've always been curious, and this makes me want to satisfy some of that curiosity," he said.
"What about your studies?" blurted Harry.
Draco blinked at him. "I wasn't planning to pull every night, Harry," he said. "Perhaps once or twice a week-"
"You're not going to pull anybody!" Harry cried. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. "If you want to satisfy your curiosity, I'll...I'll help you out."
"Splendid," Draco beamed. "Let's get undressed."
"Now?!" squeaked Harry.
"Yes," Draco nodded. "While you were gone, I practiced lubing and stretching myself, so I'm ready right now."
"Oh, dear Godric," whispered Harry. He sat down on his bed and kicked his shoes and socks off. Harrry removed his glasses and set them aside before tugging his jumper off over his head. Finally, he stood up and removed his jeans and pants, shoving them down to reveal his throbbing erection.
Draco finished getting undressed and lay back on his bed. "Er, shall we do this missionary style, or crup style?"
"Crup style would be easier, I think," rasped Harry. He waited until Draco rolled over onto his stomach before crawling onto his roommate's bed.
Draco tossed a foil packet at Harry. "Sheath your wand," he said.
Harry opened the condom and rolled it over his cock. Draco nodded in satisfaction and drew his knees under him, raising his arse in the air.
"Er, are we just going to do this?" asked Harry.
"Do you want me to buy you dinner first?"
Harry muttered under his breath and shuffled into position behind Draco. He palmed his roommates arse cheeks and spread them. Even without glasses on, Harry could see that Draco's hole was glistening with lubricant. His cock throbbed, and he closed his eyes to calm his racing heart. At this rate, Harry would be lucky not to come as soon as he penetrated Draco.
"Are you ready?" Harry asked, nudging the tip of his cock against Draco's entrance.
"Yeah."
Harry took a deep breath and pressed forward. Draco sucked in a breath and hunched his hips, almost as if trying to avoid what was coming. Sweat popped out on Harry's brow. "Are you sure you want-"
"Just do it, Potter," snarled Draco.
Harry tightened his grip on Draco's hips and thrust.
"Aah! Bloody fucking hell!"
Harry froze. "Am I hurting you?" he asked.
Draco blew out a shaky breath. "No, I always yell like that when I'm having a good time."
The jibe made Harry angry. "This was your idea," he reminded Draco.
"I didn't tell you to stop, did I?" snapped Draco. "Just...take it easy, yeah?"
Harry nodded, forgetting that Draco couldn't see the gesture. He pushed in farther, drew back a bit, then penetrated deeper. Once he was fully seated, Harry paused. Draco was tense and trembling, and Harry felt a pang of remorse. He rubbed soothing circles on the small of Draco's back while reciting potion ingredients in his head so as not to simply savage his roommate in a fit of lust. Draco was so hot and tight and perfect that all Harry wanted to do was thrust and thrust and thrust.
"You can move now," Draco said.
Harry did so, pulling out partway and thrusting in again. It felt divine, and Harry's pleasure crested rapidly. After only a few thrusts into Draco's slick hole, Harry's balls drew up, and he climaxed with a garbled cry. Harry slumped on top of Draco, panting and happy. He couldn't believe he'd resisted this for so long.
Harry grinned like a fool and nuzzled Draco's hair, loathe to separate from him just yet. "That was brilliant," he proclaimed.
"No, it wasn't," groused Draco, trying to twitch away from Harry. "It was bloody awful!"
Roommates With Benefits 7