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Title: Checking out Equipment
Length: ~850
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Rating: Hard R
Warnings: Blowjob
Prompt:Chance encounter in a bizarre location
Summary: “And you’re sure you don’t have some sort of… I don’t know, pee fetish, do you, Potter?” Draco looked perturbed and vaguely fascinate and Potter shook his head, chuckling a bit and looking at Draco with those green, green eyes.
A’right, I can’t believe this is going to be my first HP fic. xD This will be fun, oh yes. I’m all excited and everything! I’ve got Mindless Self Indulgence playing (is it just me that their music makes hot?) and I’m ready to write!
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Draco had to pee.
He really, really had to pee, and he was half-walking, half-running through corridors because fuck, why couldn’t you find a bathroom when you needed one? Hogwarts had to be a freaking castle with a limited supply of bathrooms, didn’t it?
At last he found some bathrooms-they were a bit closer to Gryffindor Tower than he would’ve liked, but an emergency was an emergency, and a Malfoy could not be found gallivanting about the castle with oddly smelly stains on his robes, now could he? He grimaced and opened the thick wooden door to find-
“Potter?”
The male in question lifted his head and peered at Draco casually from his spot by the urinals. “Malfoy, can’t a man go to the bathroom in peace?”
“I was going to ask the same thing,” Draco practically spat, moving towards Potter and uncomfortably standing two urinals away from the four-eyed git.
“What’s wrong, Malfoy, afraid your equipment isn’t up to the test?” Potter smirked over at him, jiggling his own… Draco squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head away as he took out his own dick. Potter had the nerve to even suggest such a thing! And then to blatantly wave around his own junk! Draco was disgusted, to put it bluntly. That burning feeling in his gut was disgust, surely.
“It’s more than up to the… test, Potter,” Draco replied stiffly, feeling his body relax as he relieved himself.
All at once, Potter was moving closer. He appeared to have finished, so why the fuck wasn’t he leaving?
“You’re right,” Potter said, and it was almost a purr, which was doing strange things to Draco and he had finished peeing but his cock seemed to be saying it wasn’t ready to be put away yet, and he felt himself getting hard. “It certainly is… more than up to it, Malfoy.”
Draco started as Potter’s hand began to move closer, almost too close and he was nervous and all of a sudden he was horny but this was Potter here; a chance encounter in the bathrooms with Draco’s most hated rival.
Draco took a step back. “And you’re sure you don’t have some sort of… I don’t know, pee fetish, do you, Potter?” Draco looked perturbed and vaguely fascinated and Potter shook his head, chuckling a bit and looking at Draco with those green, green eyes.
Draco felt hot, way too hot, as Potter dropped to his knees without warning and breathed hot air on Draco’s cock.
“I’m sure I don't, Malfoy. I just can’t… I can’t stop myself, you know?” Potter’s head tilted back to look into Draco’s eyes warmly and his gaze was hot, burning through Draco, his hand moving to slide along Draco’s cock in a heavenly way that had Draco’s head falling back and hitting the tiled wall with a groan.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” Potter breathed with a groan before licking almost shyly at the head. Draco’s breath came in gasps and one of his hands gripped Potter’s hair. Had his hair always been so soft? And had his mouth always been so warm and fucking brilliant, because if it had Draco had really been missing out for all these years.
Draco moaned loudly when Potter took him in deep, sucking and licking and being generally amazing in every aspect. Even his glasses didn’t look so ugly to Draco now; instead, they looked almost charming.
Draco was sure Potter’s mouth was driving him insane if he thought Potter was attractive, and maybe even more than attractive-maybe he was the fucking sexiest thing Draco had ever seen, with his lips swollen and wet and his eyes, so green and still boring into Draco’s.
He couldn’t keep his own eyes open any longer and shut them with another moan. He was so close, so so so close and Potter was taking him even deeper and heat raced through his body.
“Fuck fuck fuck, oh Merlin, Potter, oh Harry-” Suddenly Draco was coming and he didn’t even have time to feel embarrassed that he had come so fast, because it was the best orgasm he’d ever had and it was caused by Potter, of all people. Green-eyed Potter with his own impressive cock…
Still panting, Draco sank to his own knees and grabbed Potter’s face. Before he could give himself a chance to back out, he pressed his lips to Potter’s.
He could taste warmth and come and sweat and Potter and it was brilliant, so much more brilliant than any other kiss Draco had had, and he found he couldn’t get enough.
As his hand snuck down to grab Potter’s cock, he found himself thinking he should go to the bathrooms near Gryffindor Tower more often.
Length: ~850
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Rating: Hard R
Warnings: Blowjob
Prompt:Chance encounter in a bizarre location
Summary: “And you’re sure you don’t have some sort of… I don’t know, pee fetish, do you, Potter?” Draco looked perturbed and vaguely fascinate and Potter shook his head, chuckling a bit and looking at Draco with those green, green eyes.
A’right, I can’t believe this is going to be my first HP fic. xD This will be fun, oh yes. I’m all excited and everything! I’ve got Mindless Self Indulgence playing (is it just me that their music makes hot?) and I’m ready to write!
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Draco had to pee.
He really, really had to pee, and he was half-walking, half-running through corridors because fuck, why couldn’t you find a bathroom when you needed one? Hogwarts had to be a freaking castle with a limited supply of bathrooms, didn’t it?
At last he found some bathrooms-they were a bit closer to Gryffindor Tower than he would’ve liked, but an emergency was an emergency, and a Malfoy could not be found gallivanting about the castle with oddly smelly stains on his robes, now could he? He grimaced and opened the thick wooden door to find-
“Potter?”
The male in question lifted his head and peered at Draco casually from his spot by the urinals. “Malfoy, can’t a man go to the bathroom in peace?”
“I was going to ask the same thing,” Draco practically spat, moving towards Potter and uncomfortably standing two urinals away from the four-eyed git.
“What’s wrong, Malfoy, afraid your equipment isn’t up to the test?” Potter smirked over at him, jiggling his own… Draco squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head away as he took out his own dick. Potter had the nerve to even suggest such a thing! And then to blatantly wave around his own junk! Draco was disgusted, to put it bluntly. That burning feeling in his gut was disgust, surely.
“It’s more than up to the… test, Potter,” Draco replied stiffly, feeling his body relax as he relieved himself.
All at once, Potter was moving closer. He appeared to have finished, so why the fuck wasn’t he leaving?
“You’re right,” Potter said, and it was almost a purr, which was doing strange things to Draco and he had finished peeing but his cock seemed to be saying it wasn’t ready to be put away yet, and he felt himself getting hard. “It certainly is… more than up to it, Malfoy.”
Draco started as Potter’s hand began to move closer, almost too close and he was nervous and all of a sudden he was horny but this was Potter here; a chance encounter in the bathrooms with Draco’s most hated rival.
Draco took a step back. “And you’re sure you don’t have some sort of… I don’t know, pee fetish, do you, Potter?” Draco looked perturbed and vaguely fascinated and Potter shook his head, chuckling a bit and looking at Draco with those green, green eyes.
Draco felt hot, way too hot, as Potter dropped to his knees without warning and breathed hot air on Draco’s cock.
“I’m sure I don't, Malfoy. I just can’t… I can’t stop myself, you know?” Potter’s head tilted back to look into Draco’s eyes warmly and his gaze was hot, burning through Draco, his hand moving to slide along Draco’s cock in a heavenly way that had Draco’s head falling back and hitting the tiled wall with a groan.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” Potter breathed with a groan before licking almost shyly at the head. Draco’s breath came in gasps and one of his hands gripped Potter’s hair. Had his hair always been so soft? And had his mouth always been so warm and fucking brilliant, because if it had Draco had really been missing out for all these years.
Draco moaned loudly when Potter took him in deep, sucking and licking and being generally amazing in every aspect. Even his glasses didn’t look so ugly to Draco now; instead, they looked almost charming.
Draco was sure Potter’s mouth was driving him insane if he thought Potter was attractive, and maybe even more than attractive-maybe he was the fucking sexiest thing Draco had ever seen, with his lips swollen and wet and his eyes, so green and still boring into Draco’s.
He couldn’t keep his own eyes open any longer and shut them with another moan. He was so close, so so so close and Potter was taking him even deeper and heat raced through his body.
“Fuck fuck fuck, oh Merlin, Potter, oh Harry-” Suddenly Draco was coming and he didn’t even have time to feel embarrassed that he had come so fast, because it was the best orgasm he’d ever had and it was caused by Potter, of all people. Green-eyed Potter with his own impressive cock…
Still panting, Draco sank to his own knees and grabbed Potter’s face. Before he could give himself a chance to back out, he pressed his lips to Potter’s.
He could taste warmth and come and sweat and Potter and it was brilliant, so much more brilliant than any other kiss Draco had had, and he found he couldn’t get enough.
As his hand snuck down to grab Potter’s cock, he found himself thinking he should go to the bathrooms near Gryffindor Tower more often.