"QUESTIONS"

A/N: hello all, just something that I've been working on, hope you all enjoy. Ummm yeah, it's a bit weird but i like it hope you do too. Oh and if i get enough reviews i might just turn it into a story, don't know if i can think of enough questions, but still.

Disclaimer: As far as i no, i don't own these two, but the situation is completely my own idea.

Warning: Slash, aka male x male action. Don't like don't read. Simple.

Will you dance?

With you?

Will you ever say that you love me?

In this lifetime?

Do you cry at night?

Boys don't cry, do they?

Will you want me?

Are you dreaming?

Will you admit you're gay?

Did hell freeze over?

Will you ever need me?

Have I ever needed anyone?

"I know that you need me." I smiled

"That's not a question." He grinned back at me.

"Game's over. You win." He always won.

"Do I get a prize for winning?"

"You get me, that's should be enough."

"Yeah right like your worth that much."

"Thanks. I'll just leave you and your cock to it then, shall I?"

"User." He lent forward to claim my mouth with his own.

Tongues rubbing up and down.

Stroking, sucking, licking, tasting.

His hands under my shirt.

Fingernails digging into my lower back.

My hands in his hair pulling him closer.

Grinding my hips against his.

Knocking. Knocking? What the hell is knocking?!

"Grrrwwwlllllll." He groaned under his breath

"This is why I hate meeting you here."

"I know, but it's more comfortable."

"Hello?" came the soft voice from outside. "I know that this room is in use but I really need to find someone, can I please just come in for a second?"

"Deep breaths, Dragon. It's only a small child." I calmed, untangling myself from his legs, ignoring the whine of desperation from behind me.

"Whore."

"You're the slut around here baby and put your shirt on please, you don't want scare the boy now do you?" I said glancing to his left wrist where his tattoo sat twisting and turning with a mind of its own.

"Don't worry about it, I'm leaving. I have better things to do with my time than sit around waiting for you to find the time of day for moi!" He got up of the black couch where we had previously been lying on. Swinging his blond hair over his shoulder as he disappeared with a muttered spell.

"Fag." I muttered under my breath.

"Knock, Knock."

"Alright I'm coming." Now slightly pissed off at the persistent knocking.

I yanked open the door, and strode out, not bothering to look at the 3rd year boy I had scared,

"You can have the fucking room, I'm finished." And I made my way back to my lonely bed, completely unsatisfied.

Have you ever sucked off Ron?

Did you ever want to have a sex change?

Baby I'm HOT! Why would I?

Have you ever kissed a teacher?

Who knows what people do when drunk?

Will you marry me?

Why bother answering?

Can you say sorry?

I have no need, I'm always right, right?

Do you like the way I do this?

Mmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaarggggggggghm!!!

I laughed; he was so sensitive to my touch.

"I win." I whispered.

"No." he gasped disbelieving. "You never win."

"Ha." I gurgled into his throat. "That's where you're wrong, I always win."

"No I do, you said so yourself."

"Baby, I have you that makes me a winner no matter what the game."

"You're just trying to get in my pants."

"I already am." Running my fingers under the waistband of his oh-so-tight jeans.

The sound of the zipper being pulled echoed of the walls. I ran my tongue across the base of his neck to where his collarbone started.

"Stop." He groaned, push lightly at my chest.

"Why?" he had never said that before.

"Because I asked you too." He's usual smirk in place.

"Ok then." Two could play at that game, I got off him and waked to the door, "Cya tomorrow, hope you sleep well."

I was granted the look of horror as I walked out the door heading back to my bed.

You're going on a trip, when?

Do you live your life in fear?

Fear is only a state of mind, isn't it?

Can I meet your parents?

Do you have a death wish?

Are you seeing anyone else?

When do you give me the time?

Can I blow you in potions?

Can Snape join too?

Will you break me heart?

When did you give it to me?

"Too long ago." I murmured.

"What?" he looked up from his nails.

"Never mind, you win." I got up and went to stoke the fire. "When did you find this room?"

"Yesterday, I asked Snape if he knew somewhere where I could study in peace with being interrupted by anyone, and he suggested here. Don't you like it?" he said getting up and coming to stand behind me. I turned so I faced him.

"I love it, I can now make you scream my name when you come and not worry about anyone hearing it." My fingers were making small red patterns on his white chest.

"Malfoy's never scream."

"Of course not baby, of course not."

My tongue was as far as his navel when there was a loud explosion from above our heads, all four of them.

"What the fuck?"

"Who cares?" he dragged my head back into its previous position.

"Mmfffft." He didn't deserve to get off that easily; no I'd make him work. I began my track back up his torso licking and nipping as I went.

"No, please." Begging, that was new. "Pleeeeaaaaaaaaaaaasssseeee!"

Whining even better.

I finished my trek with a chaste kiss on his mouth and sat back so that there was a foot of space between us.

His eyes turned to slits when he realised that I wasn't going to move again. He growled.

"I. HAVEN'T. HAD. SEX. IN. TWO. DAYS. POTTER!"

"Don't blame that on me, that's your fault. Stop treating me like some whore that you can fuck and then dump when it suits you."

"You're not a whore, you ask your questions then we have sex, that's what WE do!"

"Not anymore."

"Why"

"Because, I've given up."

Blink.

"Given what up?"

"Given up on you." And again I walked out leaving him with that look of horror on his face.