Author's Note: a short, smut fic attempting to masquerade as something other than pwp. Enjoy!
Draco strode through the halls of Hogwarts, and found himself yanked into a classroom. He opened his mouth to protest, and lost his breath as he was pushed against the wall, a toned frame pressing against his. His lips curved upward a moment before said lips had others pressed against them.
He accepted the fury of the kiss, before he switched their positions, shifting his stance until one of his legs were between his companions. "Feeling needy?" he purred as he came up for air.
Emerald eyes filled with desire met his own, as the brunet nodded with a needy mewl.
"Can't have that," he teased, before he dipped his head again, masterfully claiming the brunet's mouth with his tongue. He pulled back, panting hard, smirking at the brunet's protesting noise. "Not enough for you Harry?" A baleful glare. "Use your words."
"No, it's not enough, damn you," he muttered forcefully. "Now give me what I want."
The blonde chuckled wickedly and flicked his wand. Their robes slid from their shoulders, their zippers undid, and their underwear shifted to bare their hard shafts. Harry opened his mouth, and let out a moan as Draco's deft fingers wrapped around both their shafts.
Another smirk, but no teasing, just as eager for the touch as his lion. Draco stroked his long, dextrous fingers over their shafts, sending their pleasure cresting ever higher until they both came with a moan.
The snake wrapped an arm around his lion's waist before he could slide to the floor. "Better?" he asked softly. A nod, before the brunet snuggled against his shirt-clad chest. The blonde smiled before he cleaned them both up and returned their clothing to proper order.
"When are you going to give me more than that?" he murmured with a pout.
"Always in such a rush," the blonde teased.
Harry pulled back and crossed his arms with a pout. "You would be too, if you had a psycho out to kill you," he muttered.
The blonde cupped his cheek. "Not until we're of age."
"Why?" he pouted.
"Because contraceptive charms sometimes fail," he stated. Harry blinked. "And it'll be better if we're of age if we conceive, even accidentally."
"Men can get pregnant?" he asked softly.
"There are times I forget you weren't raised in the wizarding world," he murmured. "Yes, they can. Most need a potion for it to occur, but it can happen naturally. Which is why even male pairings are encouraged to use contraceptive charms, just in case."
"When after we turn of age?" he asked suspiciously.
A wicked chuckle. "Since I doubt we'll see each other until September, that should do. That way, we should be graduating before you go into labour if you become pregnant."
"Fine," he sighed.
"So needy," he purred, tugging the brunet against him. A reluctant smile. "And all mine," he purred possessively, ducking his head for another claiming kiss.