Fic Hold on Me (Draco/Harry)
TITLE: Hold on Me
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: “I’m going to suck you off in the Restricted Section,” Draco whispered.
FANDOM: Harry Potter (Draco/Harry)
STATUS: Complete - 1,869 words
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. This story is a work of fiction and came from the deepest, darkest, corner of my imagination.
AUTHORS NOTE: Written for vlorahp @ the hp_kinkfest. Originally posted HERE
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~Harry~
It was close to four in the morning when Harry pressed a hand to the library door and pushed open the heavy oak. He winced and cast a futile glance over his shoulder as the door creaked and groaned on its hinges.
Behind him, Draco rolled his eyes. "No one is here, Potter."
“Sneaking is half the fun,” Harry whispered, standing perfectly still and peering into the darkness.
Draco, in his impatience, stepped forward and pressed his chest to Harry’s back. “Are we going in,” he whispered in Harry’s ear, “or are we going to stand here all night?”
“We’re going in.” Harry reached behind himself and entwined his fingers through Draco’s, tugging him over the threshold.
It was pitch black inside the library and neither of them lit their wands. Harry waited until his eyes adjusted before squeezing Draco’s fingers.
“I’m going to suck you off in the Restricted Section,” Draco whispered as they moved deeper and deeper into the dusty stacks.
Harry froze in surprise. “What?”
Draco laughed and stepped up behind Harry, kissing his neck gently. “I said, I’m going to-”
“I heard what you said,” Harry cut in quickly. He glanced over his shoulder, cheek brushing across Draco’s. “Why the Restricted Section?” he asked curiously.
“Why not?”
“Why not right here?”
“Oh,” Draco breathed, pressing hot kisses along the length of Harry’s neck. “I see where you’re going with this.”
Harry turned and cupped Draco’s face between his hands. “I want you,” Harry said, swooping in, and giving Draco the lewdest kiss he could manage. Draco kissed him back eagerly and Harry groaned, stumbling back into the bookshelf behind them and leaning heavily against it.
He pulled Draco’s lower lip between his teeth and then soothed the small bite. Letting go of Draco’s face, he entwined their fingers and deepened the kiss. The rasp of soft skin against his cheek and neck sent a tingle over his nerves. He reached for the skin under Draco’s shirt. The hard muscles and the tickle of fine hair that crept down his stomach, he longed to see just where that trail led. His cock ached, pressing painfully against the front of his pants.
A hand pinched at his nipple and he shuddered, a deep ache growing inside him. He let his hand linger lower down the taut muscles of Draco’s stomach as lips found his again. Hands lingered over skin and worked their way in slow motion over his chest. Harry pressed into the touch, eager for Draco’s hand to move lower until he could feel the heat of his hand through his pants.
He pressed harder then pulled back from the kiss and took in the gorgeous picture of Draco’s heavily lidded eyes and pouty, swollen lips parted on a moan. Harry drank in the sight and traced the line of his jaw with his fingers. He let his hand move down Draco’s throat and over the neck of his robes to trace over his shoulder. The tingle of salt teased his tongue as he reached the curve of Draco’s neck, tasting his skin.
“Fuck... Potter....” Draco pulled him back up for more kisses.
Harry pressed one hand against Malfoy’s lower back and slammed his body more firmly against his own, grinding their erections together. He buried the other hand in Draco’s hair and tugged until he could press his mouth over his in a hard kiss, licking into the depths, holding nothing back.
Draco huffed out a shocked breath at the initial body slam, but then his grip on Harry’s back tightened, his hips rolled in sensuous invitation, and he opened willingly to the new onslaught of his mouth.
It came to his attention that Draco was tugging anxiously at his robes. Harry pulled his lips away panting and Draco yanked at the heavy fabric. “Careful!”
“Oh please. I don’t have time to be careful.” Draco batted Harry’s hand away, got the robes off Harry’s shoulders and started pulling his shirt up. “Gimme.”
“Oh, for Merlin’s sake,” Harry tried to grumble, but there he was; getting naked in the library, where anyone could see them. In seconds, Draco had his robes and shirt both yanked off. He kissed and laved a new path, this time down Harry’s chest. He stopped to tug and bite at each flat nipple, watching as they swelled and turned a deep shade of crimson. And then, Harry was pushing at Draco’s shoulders, urging him down to his knees.
~Draco~
“Fuck, you’re hot like this,” Draco groaned as his tongue dipped into Harry’s navel.
Harry’s hands tangled lightly in Draco’s hair, and he spread his legs apart as Draco leaned in, mouthing at Harry's dick through his pants. Harry's cock twitched through it, as if waiting for his touch. Draco licked the fabric, dampening it before closing his mouth around the bulge and sucking it, material and all, into his mouth. Harry growled, his hands tugging Draco closer, his hips thrusting forward. Draco's cheeks hollowed as he sucked, the thin fabric wet enough to allow Harry's covered cock to slide into his mouth.
Harry groaned harshly before his hands yanked Draco's head back. Draco sat back on his heels and bit his lip, eyes filled with lust as he eagerly watched Harry unzip his pants and free his cock.
"I like you when you're on your knees," Harry whispered as he stroked his erection. He caught a bead of pre-cum on his index finger and held it out for Draco to taste.
"Lucky for you that I'm such a cock slut," Draco whispered wantonly before taking Harry's wrist and sucking his finger deep into his mouth.
Harry groaned, hands moving to fist Draco's hair and pull him forward. Nipping sharply at Harry's finger as it left his mouth, Draco smirked and reached out, pumping Harry's cock smoothly, eyes lifted and trained on his face for several long moments before his eyes dropped to watch the weeping head disappear again and again into his palm. Harry's dick was perfect, thick and heavy in his hand. Mouth almost watering, Draco leaned forward and licked in fast, rough motions, sliding up and down the length each time pulling more and more.
Harry's hips bucked, one hand clenching Draco's hair, the other gripping the shelves behind him. "Damn, that feels good."
Draco wrapped his fist around the base of Harry's cock, stroking up to meet his lips that slowly teased along the shaft, enjoying the feel of taut skin over veins.
Gods, how long had it been since he'd done this? It felt like bloody forever. He wanted to draw out every second until Harry was begging and pleading above him. They spent so much time fighting for control and so much time struggling to keep their walls up around them. They were fucking all over the castle but were rarely… intimate.
Harry's hands slid into his hair, holding on as his hips started moving, pushing his dick into Draco's mouth.
Draco moaned around Harry's cock. Merlin, he loved it when Harry did that, it just made everything better, hotter, more real. He moaned again, when he heard Harry's answering groan.
Draco sucked harder, faster, wanting to hear Harry moan like that again. He got what he wanted. Harry was never exactly quiet, but in the back of the library, lost somewhere in the shadows of the endless rows of shelves, Harry was making enough noise to summon not only Filch, but McGonagall, and Dumbledore as well. The crazy bastard would probably get off on it. Draco slid off Harry's cock with a pop and looked up at him amused. "You making enough noise up there, Potter?"
"Oh shut the fuck up," Harry groaned. He rubbed a hand over his flushed cheeks and let out a shaky breath.
Draco laughed and smoothed pre-cum over Harry's shaft with this thumb. “Fuck my mouth, Potter.”
~Harry~
Harry eyes darkened and he slowly eased into the wet cavern of Draco’s mouth, coming back again before he got halfway. There was no way he was going to even try to hold back, not with something so pretty on his knees in front of him, sucking his cock, wanting him to fuck his face, and god, if that wasn’t enough to set him off, Harry didn’t know what was. And that it was Draco, Draco the Slytherin; Draco, who he hated for six years with every fiber in his body; Draco, who a couple of weeks ago wouldn’t have even touched Harry with a ten foot pole, doing it, just drove him crazier.
Before he knew it, Harry was thrusting slow and steady in and out of Draco’s mouth, watching his cock disappear again and again between lips he’d been kissing all over the castle. Cursing under his breath, Harry cupped the side of Draco’s neck in one hand and grabbed his hair with the other as he fucked a little harder, a little deeper.
Draco grunted with each thrust in, letting Harry angle his head however he wanted, drooling around the thick length in his mouth. His hands crept up to Harry’s arse, fingers squeezing the cheeks hard.
Harry’s eyes fell closed as he found the perfect angle and slid all the way down Draco’s throat, cock twitching with the need to come. “Fuck, that’s it.” Harry wasn’t even sure what he was saying anymore. He was losing himself in the rush, so close to coming and knowing it was going to blow his damn mind wide open.
Harry exhaled, something like a moan, and let his head fall back. His balls were tight and he was so close to coming. He writhed, fucking Draco's mouth, whining in the back of his throat when nothing was enough to push him over the edge. "Fuck, Draco. Please, please, please," he begged, desperate to come.
Draco let him suffer for what felt like an eternity before two fingers slid into his arse.
That was all Harry needed. His hands clenched, his back curved and he barely remembered that they were in the middle of the library as he came so hard his toes curled. Even as it faded, he was still pushing into Draco's mouth and rocking back against those talented fingers.
Draco let him move like that for a long time, sucking and licking over Harry’s dick and balls until Harry’s cock softened in his mouth. Draco pulled back and stretched out his jaw with a grimace. "Merlin."
Still shuddering with the aftershocks, Harry bent forward and kissed the top of Draco’s head, barely managing to huff out enough breath to say, “Goddamn.”
When Draco lifted his head and reached forward to kiss Harry, Harry clasped his face and pulled his mouth to Draco’s own-desperate to have his intoxicating kiss.
“Can I fuck you tomorrow?” Harry whispered against Draco’s lips.
“You’d better.”
END
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: “I’m going to suck you off in the Restricted Section,” Draco whispered.
FANDOM: Harry Potter (Draco/Harry)
STATUS: Complete - 1,869 words
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. This story is a work of fiction and came from the deepest, darkest, corner of my imagination.
AUTHORS NOTE: Written for vlorahp @ the hp_kinkfest. Originally posted HERE
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~Harry~
It was close to four in the morning when Harry pressed a hand to the library door and pushed open the heavy oak. He winced and cast a futile glance over his shoulder as the door creaked and groaned on its hinges.
Behind him, Draco rolled his eyes. "No one is here, Potter."
“Sneaking is half the fun,” Harry whispered, standing perfectly still and peering into the darkness.
Draco, in his impatience, stepped forward and pressed his chest to Harry’s back. “Are we going in,” he whispered in Harry’s ear, “or are we going to stand here all night?”
“We’re going in.” Harry reached behind himself and entwined his fingers through Draco’s, tugging him over the threshold.
It was pitch black inside the library and neither of them lit their wands. Harry waited until his eyes adjusted before squeezing Draco’s fingers.
“I’m going to suck you off in the Restricted Section,” Draco whispered as they moved deeper and deeper into the dusty stacks.
Harry froze in surprise. “What?”
Draco laughed and stepped up behind Harry, kissing his neck gently. “I said, I’m going to-”
“I heard what you said,” Harry cut in quickly. He glanced over his shoulder, cheek brushing across Draco’s. “Why the Restricted Section?” he asked curiously.
“Why not?”
“Why not right here?”
“Oh,” Draco breathed, pressing hot kisses along the length of Harry’s neck. “I see where you’re going with this.”
Harry turned and cupped Draco’s face between his hands. “I want you,” Harry said, swooping in, and giving Draco the lewdest kiss he could manage. Draco kissed him back eagerly and Harry groaned, stumbling back into the bookshelf behind them and leaning heavily against it.
He pulled Draco’s lower lip between his teeth and then soothed the small bite. Letting go of Draco’s face, he entwined their fingers and deepened the kiss. The rasp of soft skin against his cheek and neck sent a tingle over his nerves. He reached for the skin under Draco’s shirt. The hard muscles and the tickle of fine hair that crept down his stomach, he longed to see just where that trail led. His cock ached, pressing painfully against the front of his pants.
A hand pinched at his nipple and he shuddered, a deep ache growing inside him. He let his hand linger lower down the taut muscles of Draco’s stomach as lips found his again. Hands lingered over skin and worked their way in slow motion over his chest. Harry pressed into the touch, eager for Draco’s hand to move lower until he could feel the heat of his hand through his pants.
He pressed harder then pulled back from the kiss and took in the gorgeous picture of Draco’s heavily lidded eyes and pouty, swollen lips parted on a moan. Harry drank in the sight and traced the line of his jaw with his fingers. He let his hand move down Draco’s throat and over the neck of his robes to trace over his shoulder. The tingle of salt teased his tongue as he reached the curve of Draco’s neck, tasting his skin.
“Fuck... Potter....” Draco pulled him back up for more kisses.
Harry pressed one hand against Malfoy’s lower back and slammed his body more firmly against his own, grinding their erections together. He buried the other hand in Draco’s hair and tugged until he could press his mouth over his in a hard kiss, licking into the depths, holding nothing back.
Draco huffed out a shocked breath at the initial body slam, but then his grip on Harry’s back tightened, his hips rolled in sensuous invitation, and he opened willingly to the new onslaught of his mouth.
It came to his attention that Draco was tugging anxiously at his robes. Harry pulled his lips away panting and Draco yanked at the heavy fabric. “Careful!”
“Oh please. I don’t have time to be careful.” Draco batted Harry’s hand away, got the robes off Harry’s shoulders and started pulling his shirt up. “Gimme.”
“Oh, for Merlin’s sake,” Harry tried to grumble, but there he was; getting naked in the library, where anyone could see them. In seconds, Draco had his robes and shirt both yanked off. He kissed and laved a new path, this time down Harry’s chest. He stopped to tug and bite at each flat nipple, watching as they swelled and turned a deep shade of crimson. And then, Harry was pushing at Draco’s shoulders, urging him down to his knees.
~Draco~
“Fuck, you’re hot like this,” Draco groaned as his tongue dipped into Harry’s navel.
Harry’s hands tangled lightly in Draco’s hair, and he spread his legs apart as Draco leaned in, mouthing at Harry's dick through his pants. Harry's cock twitched through it, as if waiting for his touch. Draco licked the fabric, dampening it before closing his mouth around the bulge and sucking it, material and all, into his mouth. Harry growled, his hands tugging Draco closer, his hips thrusting forward. Draco's cheeks hollowed as he sucked, the thin fabric wet enough to allow Harry's covered cock to slide into his mouth.
Harry groaned harshly before his hands yanked Draco's head back. Draco sat back on his heels and bit his lip, eyes filled with lust as he eagerly watched Harry unzip his pants and free his cock.
"I like you when you're on your knees," Harry whispered as he stroked his erection. He caught a bead of pre-cum on his index finger and held it out for Draco to taste.
"Lucky for you that I'm such a cock slut," Draco whispered wantonly before taking Harry's wrist and sucking his finger deep into his mouth.
Harry groaned, hands moving to fist Draco's hair and pull him forward. Nipping sharply at Harry's finger as it left his mouth, Draco smirked and reached out, pumping Harry's cock smoothly, eyes lifted and trained on his face for several long moments before his eyes dropped to watch the weeping head disappear again and again into his palm. Harry's dick was perfect, thick and heavy in his hand. Mouth almost watering, Draco leaned forward and licked in fast, rough motions, sliding up and down the length each time pulling more and more.
Harry's hips bucked, one hand clenching Draco's hair, the other gripping the shelves behind him. "Damn, that feels good."
Draco wrapped his fist around the base of Harry's cock, stroking up to meet his lips that slowly teased along the shaft, enjoying the feel of taut skin over veins.
Gods, how long had it been since he'd done this? It felt like bloody forever. He wanted to draw out every second until Harry was begging and pleading above him. They spent so much time fighting for control and so much time struggling to keep their walls up around them. They were fucking all over the castle but were rarely… intimate.
Harry's hands slid into his hair, holding on as his hips started moving, pushing his dick into Draco's mouth.
Draco moaned around Harry's cock. Merlin, he loved it when Harry did that, it just made everything better, hotter, more real. He moaned again, when he heard Harry's answering groan.
Draco sucked harder, faster, wanting to hear Harry moan like that again. He got what he wanted. Harry was never exactly quiet, but in the back of the library, lost somewhere in the shadows of the endless rows of shelves, Harry was making enough noise to summon not only Filch, but McGonagall, and Dumbledore as well. The crazy bastard would probably get off on it. Draco slid off Harry's cock with a pop and looked up at him amused. "You making enough noise up there, Potter?"
"Oh shut the fuck up," Harry groaned. He rubbed a hand over his flushed cheeks and let out a shaky breath.
Draco laughed and smoothed pre-cum over Harry's shaft with this thumb. “Fuck my mouth, Potter.”
~Harry~
Harry eyes darkened and he slowly eased into the wet cavern of Draco’s mouth, coming back again before he got halfway. There was no way he was going to even try to hold back, not with something so pretty on his knees in front of him, sucking his cock, wanting him to fuck his face, and god, if that wasn’t enough to set him off, Harry didn’t know what was. And that it was Draco, Draco the Slytherin; Draco, who he hated for six years with every fiber in his body; Draco, who a couple of weeks ago wouldn’t have even touched Harry with a ten foot pole, doing it, just drove him crazier.
Before he knew it, Harry was thrusting slow and steady in and out of Draco’s mouth, watching his cock disappear again and again between lips he’d been kissing all over the castle. Cursing under his breath, Harry cupped the side of Draco’s neck in one hand and grabbed his hair with the other as he fucked a little harder, a little deeper.
Draco grunted with each thrust in, letting Harry angle his head however he wanted, drooling around the thick length in his mouth. His hands crept up to Harry’s arse, fingers squeezing the cheeks hard.
Harry’s eyes fell closed as he found the perfect angle and slid all the way down Draco’s throat, cock twitching with the need to come. “Fuck, that’s it.” Harry wasn’t even sure what he was saying anymore. He was losing himself in the rush, so close to coming and knowing it was going to blow his damn mind wide open.
Harry exhaled, something like a moan, and let his head fall back. His balls were tight and he was so close to coming. He writhed, fucking Draco's mouth, whining in the back of his throat when nothing was enough to push him over the edge. "Fuck, Draco. Please, please, please," he begged, desperate to come.
Draco let him suffer for what felt like an eternity before two fingers slid into his arse.
That was all Harry needed. His hands clenched, his back curved and he barely remembered that they were in the middle of the library as he came so hard his toes curled. Even as it faded, he was still pushing into Draco's mouth and rocking back against those talented fingers.
Draco let him move like that for a long time, sucking and licking over Harry’s dick and balls until Harry’s cock softened in his mouth. Draco pulled back and stretched out his jaw with a grimace. "Merlin."
Still shuddering with the aftershocks, Harry bent forward and kissed the top of Draco’s head, barely managing to huff out enough breath to say, “Goddamn.”
When Draco lifted his head and reached forward to kiss Harry, Harry clasped his face and pulled his mouth to Draco’s own-desperate to have his intoxicating kiss.
“Can I fuck you tomorrow?” Harry whispered against Draco’s lips.
“You’d better.”
END