'And,' Harry thought, 'he's in a very...INVITING position.' Malfoy raised one hand and crooked his index finger twice, beckoning. Harry, mesmerized, walked towards him. As he moved, Malfoy sat up and took Harry's hands. Harry fell to his knees and gazed up at the beautifully shining Malfoy with equal parts adoringness and longing. Malfoy stroked the side of Harry's face with the back of his hand and Harry leaned into the gentel caress. Malfoy pulled Harry to his feet and rolled him onto the bed. The towel that had been wrapped around Harry's waist was left on the ground-forgotten. Malfoy leaned down and began nibbling on the edge of Harry's ear, then moved down his neck, leaving a trail of kisses, pausing in between his neck and shoulder to suck on the skin and leave a hickey-marking Hary as his. Malfoy moved down even farther and sucked on his chest, swirling his tounge around the nipple, then worked his way back up the other side. At Harry's ear again, Malfoy whispered, "You know you wanted this. Now what are going to do? I saw you staring at me that way." He gave a light laugh that tickeled Harry's ear and sent shivers down his spine. "Yeah, I know I wanted this and here's what I'm gonna do." Harry growled. He grabbed Malfoy's face and smashed his lips into his. He wrapped one arm around Malfoy's waist and tangled the other's hand in his hair, bringing his body up to meet Malfoy's. Harry's tongue pressed against Malfoy's teeth, then he sucked on his bottom lip. Hitching one leg over Malfoy, Harry Harry rolled them over so he was on top. Harry leaned down and whispered in Malfoy's ear as he had done to Harry. "It's not just me, Malfoy. I know you wanted this as well. Don't try to play it off as all me." Harry then went back to kissing Malfoy, and this time, Malfoy began working his mouth with Harry's. On a whim, Harry thrust his hips against Malfoy's. Malfoy broke away from the kissing to gasp in pleasure and rasp, "More. Do it again." Harry did it again, and again, and suddenly they couldn't get enough of each other. They rolled around, changing positions and almost falling off the bed.
At one point, when Harry happened to be on top, he suddenly started to slither down, leaving a trail of kisses. Feeling the shift, Malfoy propped himself up on his elbows, and whimpered his dislike, staring at Harry with a mixture of hurt and anger. Giving a wicked smile, Harry picked up Malfoys hand, which was laying right next to him, and slowly, purposefully liked the side of Malfoy's index finger, staring at Malfoy the whole time. Understanding flickered in Malfoy's eyes, and his breath hitched in expectation, his eyes falling closed. Harry continued the rest of the way and stared in pure bliss at Malfoy's erected member. 'I did this.' he thought. 'I made Malfoy's body want me.' Harry nudged the erection with his tongue, making Malfoy tremble beneath him. Slowly, a somewhat evil smile spread across Harry's face. He knew JUST what to do. Harry's tongue slid slowly, ever so slowly up the side of Malfoy's member, until coming to the head. By this time, Malfoy was shaking. Harry's tongue played with the slit, trying to enter. Malfoy clutched desperately to the sheets. Suddenly, Harry's mouth engulfed Malfoy's member, and he gasped in surprise. A hot feeling was spreading throughout his abdomen, pooling near his groin. "Harry", he muttered through clenched teeth. "I'm going to cum. If you don't want it in your mouth, I suggest you get your mouth off." But Harry just roughly grabbed Malfoy's legs, spreading them apart, then started pumping his mouth. "Harry!" Malfoy growled. He could feel Harry's smile. At last, Malfoy reached his peak, and cum exploded into Harry's mouth. He pulled back his head, wiping offhis face, the liking his hand where some extra had spilled. "Mm. Salty," he murmured. But Malfoy wasn't paying attention. He was breathing heavily, still madly clinging to the sheets, eyes closed, and body drenched with sweat. Harry chuckled to himself and crawled into bed again, next to Malfoy. He laid on his side, head propped up by his hand, until Malfoy's eyes finally popped open. H stared u at the ceiling for a minute, then slid over to Harry. The effects of the what had happened just minutes before were still evident on his face, whole complexion bathed in the after-glow. Slowly, Malfoy rolled onto his side, in the same position as Harry and they just stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity, more being spoken then words could ever say. Then Malfoy pushed Harry over, and laid his head on Harry's chest, sighing blissfully; peacefully. The only thing Harry had to say was, "What. You're done already? I was just getting started." Malfoy looked up at Harry in surprise, and saw an odd glint there. Harry took Malfoy's hand and slid it down to his groin, letting Malfoy's long, slender, cool fingers glide over it. Malfoy's eyes widened, looked down, then looked back up. He was blushing, but Harry seemed confident and content, so the old feeling of desperate need returned, and Malfoy licked his lips in expectation. It was going to be a long night.
