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It was Harry who pushed Draco backward never breaking their kiss while walking until they found a tree to lean against, but it was the quieter, thinner one who sunk to the ground still pulling Harry with him until he had the Good hearted Gryffindor pressed against him as they sat against the trunk. When they finally broke apart for air the sly Slytherin took the chance to pull Harry's gray hoodie over his head revealing no shirt beneath, just bare muscle that a warrior couldn't help but build during a war. Harry set to work on Draco's buttons but when the surprisingly strong boy pulled him back into a deep kiss letting him explore his mouth for the first time his large hands tore the shirt open shooting buttons into the dirt and revealing soft untouched unexplored platinum skin.

There was a moment of hesitation in which Harry couldn't help but to take in the scene beneath him, a half naked Draco Malfoy under the stars giving him warmth through out his body, Draco sat up pulling his torn shirt off entirely before practically tackling Harry onto the ground. Now it was the Slytherin's turn to press against Harry who wasn't half cold feeling the heat resonating from the ground beneath him and the lean, cut boy on top of him, not to mention the burning blood in his cheeks and between his legs.

When Draco let himself stretch entirely across Harry's body, laying fully on him a deep unexpected moan came from Harry and his thick arms wrapped around Draco's thin back, his cold hands squeezing and sliding down to the boy's hips and pulling them against his own dragging a higher pitched sound from Malfoy.

Even in the boiling heat of the moment Harry couldn't help but wonder how long he had secretly wanted this, not even Voldemort coming back from the dead could take him off of the beautiful boy who was... Harry's thought froze in time as he took a sharp inhale and his back arched at the sudden feeling of cold hands slithering down his abs and into his pants. Harry thought he may he have died when he felt nibble, ice like fingers wrapping around the hotest part of his body, but he was glad to be alive when Draco kissed his way to the stunned boy's ear and whispered "I've wanted to do this for years" in a breathy lustful voice that made Harry melt.

As Malfoy's hand slid rhythmically around Harry, the Gryffindor's hand slid up and down Draco's thigh while the other found it's way into the back of tight uniform pants pulling the breath out of the nearly panting boy and causing his perfect teeth to latch down lightly on Harry's tough shoulder, green eyes shot open along with a speechless mouth, throwing his head back the 'limitless' hero couldn't take anymore and felt an orgasmic release pump through his body like lightning. Draco's warm lips wrapped around Harry's earlobe as a soft but cosmically deep moan poured out against Harry's neck and the lower of the two felt the limber body above him tense and vibrate before collapsing flat onto Harry's chest.

"I hardly touched you," Harry whispered, still having difficulty forcing words out.
Harry felt a nibble on his collar bone before Draco's breathless voice whispered, "When it's you, you don't need to.." before his thin hand spread against Harry's chest. Despite the cold, the two boys continued to lay hidden in the shadow of the tree until the black sky began to turn blue.