Once again... NOT suitable for children.the_jacksparrowJuly 10 2006, 04:20:34 UTC
"YOU MAKE ME SICK POTTER" Draco yelled shoving him forcably against the wall, his fists still balled up in Harry's robes. Sure, he could have used magic, but then he wouldn't be so close physically to the guy that aroused so many stirrings within him.
"Draco, please, you're standing right next to me do you still have to speak in caps?" Harry said rolling his eyes.
"YES!" The blonde haired boy responded, not really knowing why, causing the burnette to sigh. "WHAT'S THE MATTER, POTTER?" he sneered. It wasn't so much fun if Harry didn't yell back. Or at least, it wasn't as easily justified that he was just yelling because they were fighting and not becuase he was fighting his instinctual urges to fuck the shit out of the other boy.
Harry stood there quietly. He wasn't speaking back because he was too busy trying to imagine what Draco's lips tasted like, after all they were only inches away from touching. "SAY SOMETHING" Draco sneered shoving up on him again some more, seemingly upset Harry hadn't responded to his egging him on, but really anything to push harder against him.
"FUCKING POTTER!" he muttered out, in his frustration. His sexual urges getting the best of him he pressed even harder against Harry, who hardly minded it at all, and not getting so much of a sound from him, he leaned in and kissed him as hard as humanly possible on the other boys lips.
Harry's eyes widened for a second before he quickly grabbed the back of Draco's head with both hands, entwining his fingers in the blonde hair, and deeping his kiss, making sure to hold tight enough that the other boy could not change his mind and back away.
At this point all of fandom cheered for two reasons. One: Harry and Draco were finally kissing. And two, as long as Draco's tongue was in Harry's mouth, there was no annoying capslock angst going on.
Draco wasn't one to let Harry have control, which he seemingly had while Draco couldn't escape from his grasp. He pulled them both away from the wall, and through the darker haired boy down on the couch before climbing on top of him himself. He took out his wand and said a quick vanishing spell on all of their clothes, too in a hurry to ravish the other boy's body.
Draco leaned down and kissed Harry's neck before placing a firm bite on it - one that was sure to leave a mark - his mark - on the other boy for at least a week. Harry was his. He was his enemy and his lover, and he was going to have him every way he wanted him - but no one else could.
Harry yelped out a moan of pleasure and pain with that bite, getting even harder than he thought possible. Draco shortly after pressed himself inside of Harry, being incredibly gentle at first, showing a caring side that even surprised Harry.
Draco began increasing the speed, thrusting harder. The other boy rocked his hips up giving the blonde haired boy more leverage to push even deeper. He grabbed a hold of Potter's hips and pushed in again, the other boy's eyes opening wide with a gasp immediately. Draco had found it. Harry's spot. He purposefully aimed for it, moving in and out in the same fashion over and over, changing the speed and intensity with each thrust driving the other boy crazy.
"FUCKING MERLIN MALFOY" Harry yelled out his hands grasping firmly to the couch. Draco felt warm liquid shooting up against him, and with a few more hard thrusts, Harry felt his insides get wet.
Draco collapsed breathlessly and sweaty on top of the other boy and after a few soft tender kisses, Draco quickly stood up and with a pop apparated away, leaving a confused Harry behind. Confused, but still happily feeling the ecstasy of what just happened.
"Draco, please, you're standing right next to me do you still have to speak in caps?" Harry said rolling his eyes.
"YES!" The blonde haired boy responded, not really knowing why, causing the burnette to sigh. "WHAT'S THE MATTER, POTTER?" he sneered. It wasn't so much fun if Harry didn't yell back. Or at least, it wasn't as easily justified that he was just yelling because they were fighting and not becuase he was fighting his instinctual urges to fuck the shit out of the other boy.
Harry stood there quietly. He wasn't speaking back because he was too busy trying to imagine what Draco's lips tasted like, after all they were only inches away from touching. "SAY SOMETHING" Draco sneered shoving up on him again some more, seemingly upset Harry hadn't responded to his egging him on, but really anything to push harder against him.
"FUCKING POTTER!" he muttered out, in his frustration. His sexual urges getting the best of him he pressed even harder against Harry, who hardly minded it at all, and not getting so much of a sound from him, he leaned in and kissed him as hard as humanly possible on the other boys lips.
Harry's eyes widened for a second before he quickly grabbed the back of Draco's head with both hands, entwining his fingers in the blonde hair, and deeping his kiss, making sure to hold tight enough that the other boy could not change his mind and back away.
At this point all of fandom cheered for two reasons. One: Harry and Draco were finally kissing. And two, as long as Draco's tongue was in Harry's mouth, there was no annoying capslock angst going on.
Draco wasn't one to let Harry have control, which he seemingly had while Draco couldn't escape from his grasp. He pulled them both away from the wall, and through the darker haired boy down on the couch before climbing on top of him himself. He took out his wand and said a quick vanishing spell on all of their clothes, too in a hurry to ravish the other boy's body.
Draco leaned down and kissed Harry's neck before placing a firm bite on it - one that was sure to leave a mark - his mark - on the other boy for at least a week. Harry was his. He was his enemy and his lover, and he was going to have him every way he wanted him - but no one else could.
Harry yelped out a moan of pleasure and pain with that bite, getting even harder than he thought possible. Draco shortly after pressed himself inside of Harry, being incredibly gentle at first, showing a caring side that even surprised Harry.
Draco began increasing the speed, thrusting harder. The other boy rocked his hips up giving the blonde haired boy more leverage to push even deeper. He grabbed a hold of Potter's hips and pushed in again, the other boy's eyes opening wide with a gasp immediately. Draco had found it. Harry's spot. He purposefully aimed for it, moving in and out in the same fashion over and over, changing the speed and intensity with each thrust driving the other boy crazy.
"FUCKING MERLIN MALFOY" Harry yelled out his hands grasping firmly to the couch. Draco felt warm liquid shooting up against him, and with a few more hard thrusts, Harry felt his insides get wet.
Draco collapsed breathlessly and sweaty on top of the other boy and after a few soft tender kisses, Draco quickly stood up and with a pop apparated away, leaving a confused Harry behind. Confused, but still happily feeling the ecstasy of what just happened.
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I SHOULD KILL YOU. THIS IS -- I -- I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY. THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!
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Now... do us all a favor... and.. reinact it ;)
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Still an AWESOME story.
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