Title: A reality in a fantasy
Genre: PWP, SMUTTINESS
Pairing: Harry and Draco
Disclaimer: I don't own anything ... except maybe a dirty mind
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The feeling was inexplicably strange yet very enticing… it was no wonder why males enjoyed wanking off so much… it wasn't so much as the pleasure of the actual job itself but the property in which they were handling
Harry knew this concept oh so well in his first junior years as a Hogwarts student, it was never that much of a surprise when he discovered his adolescence at a boarding school would be the start of a sexual peak.
Girls and boys of all ages surrounded the fire lit corridors and each one in turn was experiencing these so called 'urges' to these unknowables.
Harry being a well-known member of this group of witches and wizards.
Most of his housemates and roommates knew the pleasures of touching oneself but it was a whole new experience every time Harry reached down into his boxers to relieve himself of the torturous yet utterly arousing eyes which a certain blond wizard was constantly throwing him.
He sighed behind his closed hangings of his four poster bed, casting the average silencing spell around his bed in order to gain that ounce of privacy. For some reason, no matter how many times the bathroom was suggested as a potential stress reliever, the bed was always ten times better on the basis of comfort, reliability and along with the hopes that no one else can hear you or see you.
Another gruelling day in the Herbology greenhouses left Harry cleaning up the upturned pots caused by one of the more vicious plants in the area. It had thrown a sudden fit for some spectacular reason and as he was the one closest to it, Professor Sprout had told him to stay behind and help get rid of the mess.
Harry closed his eyes lying back upon the bed thinking about the look which Malfoy gave him as he exited the greenhouse, surprisingly being the last student other than Harry to go, Ron of course was starving and wanted to start lunch as soon as possible so Harry told him to go on ahead and he would catch up later.
Malfoy had looked him up and down with a considerable amount of discreetness and the most lust filled eyes that anyone in the wizarding world would hope to have seen directed at themselves. And startlingly enough, it had not been the only time that had happened. During Potions class, Transfiguration, even Care of Magical Creatures, one of Malfoys worst subjects, had this new lustful eyed blond wandering over Harry's features.
Normally Harry would have just told him to bugger off and go hang out with his two cronies but today in the greenhouse, the look was just so pure that the Gryffindor couldn't string two sentences together as he picked up the remnants of the pot with a flushed face. Malfoy had smirked and walked off without another word.
Harry groaned as he felt his fingers slip down the waistband of his boxers to grip his growing erection, the member was hard yet also had a distinctive softness to the skin surrounding it, a texture which Harry could never get, The face of the blond Slytherin dancing before his eyes, he rubbed the tip of his cock and moved his grip lower, feeling the familiar pleasure being drawn from all parts of his body.
Moaning softly, his hand began to move up and down as he thought strongly of the Slytherin doing the same thing, lying next to Harry, pumping his own cock in unison with him. His hand moved faster, using his index finger to rub the length of that explicit vein along the underside of his cock, doing this always managed to escape a cry of satisfaction from the boy.
Breathing hard, Harry could imagine Malfoy now licking his tip with that delicious mouth of his, the sneer only making his imagination run wild with detained fantasies, running that experienced tongue down the same track as his own hand, a groan slipped from Harry's mouth as he grabbed his wand, performing the standard lubrication spell on his other hand. The friction created in his frisk pumping was indescribable especially with thoughts of the blond in his mind now.
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The imagination Malfoy licked his lips as Harry begged him to suck him off, a smirk and a quirk in the eyebrow told the Gryffindor that he would have to do much better begging.
"Come on Potter… scream for me" a long and erotically painful tongue slowly ran along his cock but the mouth wouldn't close over the throbbing member just yet. Harry clenched the sheets under him, quite sure that he left nail marks in the mattress.
"…Merlin Malfoy… please… I …. more…. I need you…." Harry could hear himself moan thinking of all the dirty things which the blond could be doing at the moment to certain body parts. Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead as he licked his suddenly dry lips, begging for more contact.
"That's more like it, scream loud for me Potter" Imagination Malfoy obliged willingly with a smirk sinking his head between the brunettes legs licking his balls and sucking on each of them before enveloping the entire length of his cock in his hot mouth. The flat of his tongue ran along that blood filled vein causing Harry to buck wildly, thrashing and groaning the Slytherins name with hunger deep in his eyes.
"FUCK… MALFOY…." Yelled Harry, he felt Malfoy attempt to say something around his cock but all it caused was a luscious vibration to echo through the length of Harry's body. The feeling of euphoria threatened to take over but Harry wouldn't allow it as he grabbed the blonds head and gently lifted his plump lips off his cock with a small growl of protest from the Slytherin "No… I need you… in me…. Now… I want… I want you to fuck me hard Malfoy…"
The words slipped past his mouth in haggard moan, head brought up to tongue Malfoys lips, tasting the remains of his pre-come and fresh mint that was Malfoy. The smirk was there again as he lowered his head to tongue the cleft of Harry's ass causing the cock to twitch once more and another moan emitted from the brunette.
"Yeah… bloody HELL Malfoy!" Harry rammed his fist into his mouth in hopes to muffle the screams he let out as he threw his head back onto the pillow, forcing his eyes away from the blonde who was between his legs licking his entrance with as much enthusiasm as a first year and a container of ice-cream. The slick sound of Malfoys tongue probing him was enough to make him come on the spot but he withheld it with all the energy he could muster.
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Reality Harry lifted his hips with this thought in mind, still fisting his cock with one hand and reached under with his other hand and shoved a lubricated finger into his puckered hole, shouting with passion as he started to finger-fuck himself into oblivation. He bit his bottom lip almost crying from the pleasure overload, he added another finger slowly moaning Malfoy's name so much louder this time.
The pre-come leaking from the tip of his cock as he began to pick up the pace...
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The tongue was removed from Harry's entrance with a hiss of protest from the Gryffindor and an evil smirk from the Slytherin.
"Now, Now.. no need to be so hasty… better to make this last eh?" came the mocking voice of Malfoy as he looked down on the pink tinged face of Potter and the hard purple-pink flesh that was positioned between them.
Malfoy performed the lubrication spell and the lust in his eyes was evident as he held Harry down by the hips and using his hands to lift the brunettes legs atop the blonds shoulders, he inserted one slick digit, ignoring Harry's gasp of pleasure and bucking movements, moving it in and out of the brunette with a concentrated passion, licking the top of his lip seductively.
Another finger was added, tickling the inside of Harry to the point where his screams were no longer comprehendible, stretching him slightly with a sneer, his own cock throbbing with want and ache.
"Say my name Potter, tell me what you want" he panted, a look of determination pasted across that Slytherin exterior.
A high pitched moan and a breathless pant "Please… more… Malfoy…"
He entered Harry slowly all the way, causing an array of panting along with a suspended vocabulary followed by the brunettes legs to tighten around the blond.
"More….Yeah… fuck...Malfoy!…. Harder! Faster!… fuck me" Harry mumbled in a hoarse voice, begging over and over even as Malfoy began to fuck him pushing in and out, sweat dripping from his forehead as their balls slapped against each other in this frenzied fucking.
"Yeah Potter…" a groan and the thumping of the headboard against the wall "You… belong… to… me…"
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Harry moved up and down atop his fingers riding them and gripping his slick member tightly, panting with such enthusiasm, screaming out Malfoy's name louder and louder as he continued this movement of intrusion and the elongated pleasure causing the imagination to last longer.
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Malfoy gripped Harry's legs firmly as he fucked him, the bed moving and groaning under the weight of the adrenaline pumped boys, the sound of screams and moans of pleasure escaping their lips without caution to anything.
"Faster.." the slap of their balls sped up becoming more audible and arousing. Harry cried out, latching his spent mouth onto Malfoy's shoulder biting down eliciting a moan from the other boy as he pushed in and out of Harry.
"Deeper…" Harry's hands grabbed Malfoy's firm ass and shoved him deeper within the boy, their body's aligned, Malfoy's arm slipped around Harry's waist and his other arm went above the Gryffindors head to grab the headboard of the bed, his actions became more strong once they were both steady.
" … yeah Malfoy….yea… Harder… oh god…. Yea just like that…" panted Harry as Malfoy hit the spot deep in Harry which never failed to send jolts of pleasure to parts of his body he didn't know existed.
Malfoy's cock slid into Harry faster and faster, both boys moaning out incoherent words as they fucked so hard yet surprisingly not painfully. Malfoy hitting that spot with supreme accuracy and at a pace where humping wasn't even considered a factor anymore. He bent over, running his tongue across Harry's nipple, grazing it slightly with his teeth.
Harry moaned loudly as Malfoy flipped him over and began riding his ass holding his shoulders down into the soft bed and letting his arms slide under to tweak the nubs of his chest screaming "Oh yea Potter… Fuck… yeah take it…. So… hot…."
Harry spread his legs further allowing the passage into him to expand wider, gasping and screaming as Malfoy continued to hit his prostate, his balls slapped against his skin as the hard cock entered him over and over.
Again he was flipped over and they were face to face this time, Malfoy running his long fingers over Harry's cock squeezing it and grinning wickedly as it jumped excitedly in his grasp, he rocked within Harry causing shivers to run up and down his spine, as he did this he pumped Harry's cock fast and precisely and finally with a scream of triumph… Harry came in hot spurts along Malfoys stomach and his own.
Malfoy didn't stop at that, instead, he continued to ride Harry's ass releasing Harry's spent cock and running a tip of his finger along his stomach and bringing Harry's come to his lips sucking his fingers and licking them clean, riding slower and then faster at different paces causing the rising erection again of Harry's cock.
A devilish grin and Malfoy started to fuck wildly slamming himself into Harry, hitting the prostate again with a scream from the Gryffindor, his balls were slapping against Harry's hole again this time causing a delectable rubbing against the oh so sensitive prick Malfoy possessed. Fucking Harry beyond the lands of knowledge, he sat up bringing the Gryffindor forward and rode him with Harry's legs waving intermittently and gasping in pleasure as his own orgasm took over.
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Harry lay sweating and his voice was sore from all the screaming, moaning, gasping and groans he was so intimately engaged in during his act of dream-fucking. His come splattered across his stomach and covering his now limp cock, his fingers still half covered in the thick lubricant were lying across his stomach as he slowly regained his breath and cast a cleansing spell across himself and the bed, then a fragrance spell smelling faintly of cinnamon and sweet mint, also known as the scent which he usually found lingering around Malfoy, to hide the high fevered sex atmosphere which was once in this room.
He got up sitting on the edge of his bed, he had just missed lunch but considering that he wasn't that hungry to begin with, he seemed perfectly content with how the evening had turned out. Running his hand through his hair, he began to think about Malfoy and whether or not he was thinking the same lust filled thoughts that plagued Harry's mind whenever he saw the blond Slytherin.
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Down in the dungeons, Draco Malfoy was performing the same spells to rid his room from the signs of an afternoon of turbulent masturbating to the one person whom he knew he shouldn't be. He cast the same cleansing spell and fragrance smell except with a sight change, instead of smelling like cinnamon and mint like Harry's spell had procured, Draco's one smelt of strawberries and powdered cocoa, a signature scent of Harry Potter.
Finito