Title: A New Year
Author: Never
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I lie, therefore I am.
Warning: Slash! Sex! Well, sort of.
Summary: Harry anxiously awaits Draco on the train so they can begin their first sexual encounter.
Author's Notes: For All Inspiring travel challenge. It started out all cute, but then it kind of ran away with me.
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Harry nibbled on his bottom lip in his nervousness. Draco should have already been there. What was taking so long? All Malfoy had to do was ditch those two brainless goons that follow him everywhere. On second thought, maybe that would take a while since they don't seem to like Draco leaving their sight.
That was one thing that he shared in common with Crabbe and Goyle. Perhaps Harry should be more understanding of their need for Malfoy. Harry didn't have much room to criticize them for their dependence. It had taken Draco 10 minutes to talk Harry into getting on the train alone so the former could take care of his two friends.
The Gryffindor tried to take his mind off his loneliness by looking out the window of the train. Green countryside flew by as the Hogwarts Express took them closer to the school. The beginning of a new year, and hopefully a promising one.
Harry's knee bounced up and down by its own accord. He was anxious to have Draco's hands all over him. It seemed so strange to remember how much Harry had hated Draco, but no longer. The past summer had changed all of that. It had all started out so innocent, with a few unsigned letters declaring love. Harry had no idea they had been from Malfoy, his supposed archrival.
However, those letters didn't remain innocent or anonymous for long. The last one had been so hot that Harry had broken out in a sweat, and had to immediately jerk off after finishing the letter. Just thinking about it was making Harry hard again.
Of course, when Harry was trying to push down his erection, Draco decided to show up.
"Need help?" Malfoy asked with a grin plastered to his face.
"Yes, I do, actually," Harry replied, deciding to tempt Draco by stroking himself.
Draco suddenly looked hot, barely managing, "You'd better stop that, or I may have to pounce on you."
"Is that supposed to make me want to stop?"
Draco had never thought that Harry appeared evil until that very moment. Not able to control himself any longer, Malfoy quickly moved across the car. Before Harry realized it, he was pinned beneath the Slytherin, his clothes being ripped from his body.
Potter reached up, pushing his lover's clothes off, while kissing every piece of skin he could.
"I've waited all summer for this," Harry whispered, feeling Draco's breath on his hard appendage.
"I've waited much longer than that," Draco said before sucking the Gryffindor into his mouth.
Harry arched up. He didn't want to come too early, so he tried to look at the scenery beside the moving train, but he couldn't seem to focus on anything except what Draco was doing to him.
With a moan, Harry felt his seed flood Draco's mouth. Relaxing against the seat, Harry sighed, holding Malfoy to his chest.
"Harry, we're not done yet."
The dark haired boy looked up to see a hungry grin an instant before the second onslaught began.
Author: Never
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I lie, therefore I am.
Warning: Slash! Sex! Well, sort of.
Summary: Harry anxiously awaits Draco on the train so they can begin their first sexual encounter.
Author's Notes: For All Inspiring travel challenge. It started out all cute, but then it kind of ran away with me.
***
Harry nibbled on his bottom lip in his nervousness. Draco should have already been there. What was taking so long? All Malfoy had to do was ditch those two brainless goons that follow him everywhere. On second thought, maybe that would take a while since they don't seem to like Draco leaving their sight.
That was one thing that he shared in common with Crabbe and Goyle. Perhaps Harry should be more understanding of their need for Malfoy. Harry didn't have much room to criticize them for their dependence. It had taken Draco 10 minutes to talk Harry into getting on the train alone so the former could take care of his two friends.
The Gryffindor tried to take his mind off his loneliness by looking out the window of the train. Green countryside flew by as the Hogwarts Express took them closer to the school. The beginning of a new year, and hopefully a promising one.
Harry's knee bounced up and down by its own accord. He was anxious to have Draco's hands all over him. It seemed so strange to remember how much Harry had hated Draco, but no longer. The past summer had changed all of that. It had all started out so innocent, with a few unsigned letters declaring love. Harry had no idea they had been from Malfoy, his supposed archrival.
However, those letters didn't remain innocent or anonymous for long. The last one had been so hot that Harry had broken out in a sweat, and had to immediately jerk off after finishing the letter. Just thinking about it was making Harry hard again.
Of course, when Harry was trying to push down his erection, Draco decided to show up.
"Need help?" Malfoy asked with a grin plastered to his face.
"Yes, I do, actually," Harry replied, deciding to tempt Draco by stroking himself.
Draco suddenly looked hot, barely managing, "You'd better stop that, or I may have to pounce on you."
"Is that supposed to make me want to stop?"
Draco had never thought that Harry appeared evil until that very moment. Not able to control himself any longer, Malfoy quickly moved across the car. Before Harry realized it, he was pinned beneath the Slytherin, his clothes being ripped from his body.
Potter reached up, pushing his lover's clothes off, while kissing every piece of skin he could.
"I've waited all summer for this," Harry whispered, feeling Draco's breath on his hard appendage.
"I've waited much longer than that," Draco said before sucking the Gryffindor into his mouth.
Harry arched up. He didn't want to come too early, so he tried to look at the scenery beside the moving train, but he couldn't seem to focus on anything except what Draco was doing to him.
With a moan, Harry felt his seed flood Draco's mouth. Relaxing against the seat, Harry sighed, holding Malfoy to his chest.
"Harry, we're not done yet."
The dark haired boy looked up to see a hungry grin an instant before the second onslaught began.