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To: __goldie
From: complete
Title: Page 12
Author: Rian
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All Jo's.
Word Count: 823
Notes: For the lovely lovely goldie girl. I hope you have a fantastic Christmas. :D
“Are you sure this is what the books says?”
“Yes, Potter. Fuck this hurts. Yes Potter, this is what the books says.”
“It can’t be right, it’s not going in.” Harry pulled his cock from the Draco and tucked it back into his boxers. Draco stayed bent over the broken desk, either out of shame or pain, Harry wasn’t entirely sure.
“We should look at the book again, Malfoy.”
Draco pulled up his pants and straightened his back proudly, as if he wasn’t just bent over a broken desk in an unused broom closet with Harry Potter’s cock lodged half-way in his ass. He walked over to his bag and pulled out the book he had stolen from Blaise. He shoved it into Harry’s hands.
“You Love Gay Sex, We Love Gay Sex, Let’s All Have Gay Sex! ? You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
“Page 12.” Draco sat down on the unused desk and picked at his cuticles.
Harry frowned at Draco but opened the book to page 12. On page 11 was a picture that covered the entire page of two men, a red head man on his back on a huge bed with red velvet sheets and a dark haired man with enormous muscles on top of him. The red head’s legs were on the other man’s shoulders and he was pounding into him quite quickly at this point. He looked over at Draco who was still staring at his cuticles.
He tore his eyes away from the picture (after the two noticed him and started winking suggestively) and started reading the diagrams. Both parties need to be relaxed… take your pants all the way off, it’s best not to leave them around your ankles, you loose mobility… the lubricant (see page 72) should be…
“Malfoy, lubricant?”
“Sorry?”
“Lubricant, you dunce!”
“I knew I forgot something.”
“How on earth could you forget something so important?”
Draco pulled out his wand, “Accio lubricant.”
“Your bag is 2 feet away.. Why?”
Draco twisted off the top and brought the jar to his nose, he inhaled and shut his eyes, “Smells like grass.. Right,” Draco stood up, pulled his pants down again and bent over the desk, “Let’s do this.”
Harry thought back to last week when Malfoy had approached him with this offer of sorts. He wouldn’t tell Harry why he wanted Harry to do it but Harry agreed regardless. He is a teenager after all.
“Potter. Today please, I want to take a bath afterwards and if you go into the Prefect’s bath after 8:30 Moaning Myrtle comes around and makes weird noises, thoroughly creepy. So come on now.”
Harry decided he would take his boxers all the way off so he stepped out of them and walked over to Draco’s bent frame. He looked at the book sitting on the shelf where he’d put it one more time and took the jar off of the desk. Putting two fingers into it he was reminded of jelly, it enveloped his fingers and made a squishy sound, he was close to tasting it but then he remembered where it was about to go and he changed his mind. He pulled out a generous amount with his two fingers and put it on his cock which was surprisingly still hard from before.
Draco had gotten down on his knees as soon as they’d walked into the closet. He yanked Harry’s pants down to his ankles and attached his mouth before Harry realized Draco wasn’t standing up. Draco had brought his cock all the way in his mouth as far as he could and then he moved his tongue around and at the time Harry thought their might’ve been a little more to it but the way Draco was hallowing in his cheeks like that.. Harry shivered at the thought, his cock had never been in anyone’s mouth before and Draco’s tongue and his lips and his hot wet mouth felt so good.. Harry had to stop thinking about it.
He looked back to Draco’s ass and took his thumbs and pulled his cheeks apart, just like Draco had told him to do before. He angled his cock and pushed forward very gently, pass resistance and into heaven.
Golden gates opened before Harry’s eyes and he was flying, high above the clouds, the mountain tops looking like ant hills below him. He twisted and turned and God said, “That’s a good Harry. Have fun flying, but do meet me for Dinner next Tuesday.”
He opened his eyes and Draco was buttoning his pants.
“What.. What happened?”
“You came.”
“Was it good?”
“I wouldn’t know, you weren’t in there long enough for me to feel much.”
“Oh god. Oh go-”
“Next Tuesday, I’ll owl you about where. This desk isn’t going to work.”
“What?”
Draco pulled his cloak all the down and grabbed his bag. He slowed his words down, “Next Tuesday. Maybe next time I’ll feel something.”
From: complete
Title: Page 12
Author: Rian
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All Jo's.
Word Count: 823
Notes: For the lovely lovely goldie girl. I hope you have a fantastic Christmas. :D
“Are you sure this is what the books says?”
“Yes, Potter. Fuck this hurts. Yes Potter, this is what the books says.”
“It can’t be right, it’s not going in.” Harry pulled his cock from the Draco and tucked it back into his boxers. Draco stayed bent over the broken desk, either out of shame or pain, Harry wasn’t entirely sure.
“We should look at the book again, Malfoy.”
Draco pulled up his pants and straightened his back proudly, as if he wasn’t just bent over a broken desk in an unused broom closet with Harry Potter’s cock lodged half-way in his ass. He walked over to his bag and pulled out the book he had stolen from Blaise. He shoved it into Harry’s hands.
“You Love Gay Sex, We Love Gay Sex, Let’s All Have Gay Sex! ? You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
“Page 12.” Draco sat down on the unused desk and picked at his cuticles.
Harry frowned at Draco but opened the book to page 12. On page 11 was a picture that covered the entire page of two men, a red head man on his back on a huge bed with red velvet sheets and a dark haired man with enormous muscles on top of him. The red head’s legs were on the other man’s shoulders and he was pounding into him quite quickly at this point. He looked over at Draco who was still staring at his cuticles.
He tore his eyes away from the picture (after the two noticed him and started winking suggestively) and started reading the diagrams. Both parties need to be relaxed… take your pants all the way off, it’s best not to leave them around your ankles, you loose mobility… the lubricant (see page 72) should be…
“Malfoy, lubricant?”
“Sorry?”
“Lubricant, you dunce!”
“I knew I forgot something.”
“How on earth could you forget something so important?”
Draco pulled out his wand, “Accio lubricant.”
“Your bag is 2 feet away.. Why?”
Draco twisted off the top and brought the jar to his nose, he inhaled and shut his eyes, “Smells like grass.. Right,” Draco stood up, pulled his pants down again and bent over the desk, “Let’s do this.”
Harry thought back to last week when Malfoy had approached him with this offer of sorts. He wouldn’t tell Harry why he wanted Harry to do it but Harry agreed regardless. He is a teenager after all.
“Potter. Today please, I want to take a bath afterwards and if you go into the Prefect’s bath after 8:30 Moaning Myrtle comes around and makes weird noises, thoroughly creepy. So come on now.”
Harry decided he would take his boxers all the way off so he stepped out of them and walked over to Draco’s bent frame. He looked at the book sitting on the shelf where he’d put it one more time and took the jar off of the desk. Putting two fingers into it he was reminded of jelly, it enveloped his fingers and made a squishy sound, he was close to tasting it but then he remembered where it was about to go and he changed his mind. He pulled out a generous amount with his two fingers and put it on his cock which was surprisingly still hard from before.
Draco had gotten down on his knees as soon as they’d walked into the closet. He yanked Harry’s pants down to his ankles and attached his mouth before Harry realized Draco wasn’t standing up. Draco had brought his cock all the way in his mouth as far as he could and then he moved his tongue around and at the time Harry thought their might’ve been a little more to it but the way Draco was hallowing in his cheeks like that.. Harry shivered at the thought, his cock had never been in anyone’s mouth before and Draco’s tongue and his lips and his hot wet mouth felt so good.. Harry had to stop thinking about it.
He looked back to Draco’s ass and took his thumbs and pulled his cheeks apart, just like Draco had told him to do before. He angled his cock and pushed forward very gently, pass resistance and into heaven.
Golden gates opened before Harry’s eyes and he was flying, high above the clouds, the mountain tops looking like ant hills below him. He twisted and turned and God said, “That’s a good Harry. Have fun flying, but do meet me for Dinner next Tuesday.”
He opened his eyes and Draco was buttoning his pants.
“What.. What happened?”
“You came.”
“Was it good?”
“I wouldn’t know, you weren’t in there long enough for me to feel much.”
“Oh god. Oh go-”
“Next Tuesday, I’ll owl you about where. This desk isn’t going to work.”
“What?”
Draco pulled his cloak all the down and grabbed his bag. He slowed his words down, “Next Tuesday. Maybe next time I’ll feel something.”