Almost an hour after curfew, a raven-haired teen reached the seventh floor. Passing in front of a door three times, he entered the Room of Requirement and shut the door behind him. He heard the snick of the lock.
He was shoved up against the wall. Warm, sweet lips pressed against his in a chaste kiss. He looked up into the stormy grey eyes of a blonde teen, his lover. There he saw lust. Breathlessly, he said, "Hi, Draco."
"Hello, Harry," the blonde answered. Draco began kissing Harry again. Draco's tongue traced the other's lips, asking for entrance. Harry's lips parted. Their tongues fought for dominance, but Draco became the clear winner, plundering the other's mouth. Harry's hands fumbled to unbutton Draco's shirt. With a flick of his wand, Draco divested them of their clothing. Harry gasped as the cold air hit his burning flesh.
Draco pushed the Gryffindor onto the bed. Then he bent down and took a nipple into his mouth and sucked. Harry gasped. As Draco's hand played with the other nipple, continued to suck and lathe the first nipple. Taking it lightly between his teeth, he pulled it a little. Harry's back arched. The Slytherin began giving Harry's other nipple the same attentions.
Harry flipped them so he was straddling the Slytherin's hips. He kissed the tip of the Slytherin's long, red member. Then he took the member into his mouth and sucked. With one hand, he held Draco's hips down as the Slytherin tried to thrust into his mouth. His head bobbed up and down. His cheeks hollowed, and he took the member down to hilt. He felt the tip hit the back of his throat. Draco moaned.
Before he could do anything, Draco flipped them again. He kissed the Gryffindor.
He whispered a Lubrication Charm. Harry felt something cold inside him. One of Draco's fingers circled the rim and then pushed into the Gryffindor's anus. It pumped in and out. A second digit was added. The fingers pumped. Then they scissored. The third digit was added. They pumped. Suddenly white light flashed behind Harry's eyes. His back arched off the bed.
"Again, Draco!"
Draco hit the spot again and again. He stretched the hole a couple more times. Then pulled his fingers out. Harry whimpered at the loss.
Draco positioned his cock at Harry's entrance and pushed slowly in. Harry's face scrunched up in pain. Once he was in to the hilt, he paused, waiting for Harry to adjust. When Harry wiggled his hips, Draco began to move.
"Fuck, Harry," Draco said. "You're so tight!" He was gentle at first, moving slowly so that Harry would get used to it.
"Yes! Faster!" Harry cried.
At that he thrust faster. He knew he found Harry's prostate when Harry arched yet again.
"Oh, yes!" Harry cried. "More please. Harder!"
Draco pounded into him harder. He wrapped one hand around the base of Harry's member. He pumped in time to each thrust. Both were on the verge of climax.
"Come for me, Harry." Draco said. He jerked Harry a few more times. Harry came screaming the Slytherin's name. His tightening walls sent Draco over the edge. He screamed the other's name and emptied his seed in him.
After they recovered, Draco gasped, "Harry, I love you."
"I love you too, Draco."