Draco: YAY! MORE FICS ABOUT ME!
Kanoi: -rolls eyes- Egocentric bastard.
Draco: Yep! -grins-
Kanoi: Anyway, this was written off the prompt "Need."
Draco: Kanoi doesn't own Harry Potter, so she sucks.
Kanoi: Yep! -grins-
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Harry arched his back in ecstasy. His hair stuck to his forehead, lightning bolt scar barely visible through the black mass. His sweat-covered back slick as he slid against the cool mahogany of the desk. He felt the silver eyes of his partner burning into his skin from above him. If it weren't for the situation the raven-haired teen could have laughed bitterly at what people would think. Imagine! The boy who lived letting his body be dominated by Draco Malfoy, son of one of Voldemort's most loyal supporters.
Truth be told Harry didn't understand it himself. If asked he wouldn't even be able to tell someone how it had started. All he knew was that for the past few months he had been meeting Malfoy in secret whenever either had the time. Truth be told he wasn't even sure how he felt about this, never mind knowing how the silver-haired god above him felt. Yes, Malfoy was a god. Harry was about to smile at the thought, but Draco chose that moment to deliver a particularly rough thrust which caused Harry to scream in pleasure.
Draco quickly covered Harry's mouth with his own as the boy beneath him rode out his orgasm. Draco's own ecstasy quickly followed. As Draco's sweaty body collapsed on Harry's, Harry was only sure of one thing. Both he and Draco needed this.
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Kanoi: I'm quite happy with how this turned out, especially considering the circumstances it was written under.
Draco: -nosebleed-