Disclaimer: I don't own any thing... just the want and desire for Harry and Draco to get it on!
Draco and Harry had started hanging out together about a year after Ron had died. His wand had backfired while he was trying to protect Hermione, who had unfortunately died in vain anyway. Ginny, and Cho Chang were also gone... not dead, but gone nonetheless.
"Harry... I'm glad you are letting me stay with you here at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. My parents recently disowned me and I have nowhere else to go... my Aunt B hates me for failing the Dark Lord's plan for me to kill Dumbledore 4 years ago and none of the Death Eaters will take me in even though He's gone." Draco said as he set the table for the two of them.
"Really Draco... I was the least I could do... I mean after... what? Like 6 and a half years of hatred between us and, and then you being the first to console me after my two best friends die. Least I could do." Harry said, laying a comforting hand on Draco's back. The blonde haired boy shivered under the contact, meeting Harry's eyes slowly. Harry looked back, fighting the urge he suddenly had to lean in close to Draco. Draco couldn't stand it, he fled to the pantry, he was breathing hard and it had nothing to do with his mad dash away from Harry. He looked back over his shoulder at Harry, looking his tall, lean body up and down. There was no escaping the feeling that was flooding through his limbs.
"Harry... I'm going to use the loo... could you start dinner please?" He didn't wait for an answer; he dove into the bathroom, slammed the door and then pressed his body against the door and instantly unbuttoned his pants and began to stroke his hardening cock up and down. Draco had begun crushing on Harry about 6 months ago, and he was too much a coward to tell Harry about it... He had no idea how he would react. Draco had fantasies about how their bodies could be entwined together in a frenzy of sweat, passion, and flesh. He moved his hand faster, his back of his head resting on the door as he began to pant.
"Harry... yes... harder... faster" He was totally lost in his fantasy, his voice was growing in volume but he didn't notice. Harry in the kitchen, had finished their dinner, as he heard the door slam, he put the food in the fridge and then made his way to the bathroom, wanting to make sure Draco hadn't hurt himself. Harry raised his head to knock but then he heard his name come out in a moan.
"Fuck yes... Harry.... harder... suck my cock... mmmmmmmmmmmm YESSSSSS!!!!!!" Draco's voice came from the other side of the door. Harry inhaled sharply, his lust for Draco to want him that had been repressed, exploded out...he slammed his fist against the door.
"Draco! Open this door instantly!!!!!!!!" Harry heard an uttered curse and fumbling with a belt, then the door was yanked out, a sweat soaked Draco looking at him, eyes wide. Harry stalked into the bathroom and slammed Draco into a wall; they kissed as if they were trying to devour one another. Draco began to pull Harry's clothes off, trailing his tongue down the other boy's chest, as Harry's hard packed muscles twitched and quivered under the slow gliding of Draco's tongue.
"Draco... you sure you want to do this... I've wanted you so badly, but was afraid of what you might say if I made the first move.
"Harry... I've wanted you more than I care to tell you..." Draco said, pulling Harry till they were flush together.
"So what does that mean for us?" They chorused at the same time. Draco raised a wicked eyebrow and Harry returned the look with a mischievous smile of his own.
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