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I was tired and sweaty from Quiddich, the game against Slytherin was harsh. It always was. Something inside me made me long to beat the blonde haired Slytherin, even if it was just for the show. Since I made peace with Draco, I saw the game as friendly competition. I felt thankful for that, because that meant I could now stare at him with rather a different purpose.
So I hang around a little longer than the rest, waiting for the Gryffindor's to leave the showers, until it was quite deserted. Then I walked off to the changing rooms, getting undressed quickly from my sweaty gear, dropping it to the floor in a heap. Then I took a towel, placing it on the benches, but walked naked over to the shower, turning it on high. I was walking with a hard-on since the game, and as I stepped underneath the water, I felt the hot water prickle my sensitive skin, running down my chest and my cock. I ran my hand down my chest, taking my cock in my hands and wanking it languidly. I imagined I could feel someone watching me, but I was so far gone already that I stubbornly refused to stop and open my eyes, looking for the weirdo that was watching me.
Then I heard a movement just outside the shower, and I just had to look. My hands halted their merciless teasing on my shaft, and my eyes focused on the most beautiful sight in the world. A hard and naked Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin king. My body reacted even more to the visual stimulation than my own hands, the man that had been part of my fantasies since the beginning of the year was now naked and walking under the water of my shower. I had no time to think about what the Slytherin was doing there, before he captured my lips with his in one sudden movement, pressing me against the shower wall.
I kissed him back with passion, and our kiss progressed until his hands were groping my ass, when I tried to move my hands into the soft blond hair, he stopped suddenly. "No touching me." Draco almost growled, and then moved out of the shower, making me whine at the lack of the wonderful pressure. I almost thought this was the end of it, when he grabbed his want and pointed it at me.
I looked at him, half-scared, half-awed, and he seemed to notice the change in my mood. Then he whispered: "Trust me, Harry. I won't hurt you." His voice seemed sincere and still husky from being horny, so I nodded mutely. Wondering when in my life I decided that trusting Draco was a good idea. "Hold your hands above your head." He demanded and I instantly complied, it felt wonderful to just give over control once in a while. Draco smiled at me, before saying a spell, leaving my hands tied with a scarf above my head. I almost laughed when my body got even harder at the thought. I couldn't move, I just had to stand there and let the blond set the pace, letting him touch me and kiss me.
How can he know what I want so badly? I thought, as I saw him place his wand back down and walking over to me again. He kissed me again, passionately and with raw emotions, his hands went all over me, touching me with soft, gentle caresses. I moaned into his mouth as his one finger was teasing my ass. "Do you want to be fucked by this cock, Potter?" He said with a teasing smirk, taking his long hard length into his hand. I moaned loudly, moving my legs apart.
"Say it, Potter. I need you to submit to me." Draco said seriously, holding back all his attentions for a tortuous second. "Yes, Draco. Fuck me, please touch me, fuck me with that amazing cock of yours." I muttered out almost without catching breath. Draco's eyes went wide at my easy confession. "Oh, Harry, you're practically gagging for this." He said smugly before using his fingers to brush my prostate, opening me up for his monster.
Before I could whine for more, he was guiding his large erection towards my virgin hole. I can't believe this man is about to fuck me, I've been dreaming about his gorgeous body all year, and now I can have him. I felt the pain as he entered me, not delicately. He was holding my hips as his cock filled me up. He pushed inside me in one go, making me gasp in pain and pleasure. I saw and felt him still underneath me, until I whined and begged him to move. "Draco, please please fuck, merlin I need you…" I moaned, trying to move to force him deeper into me. He took way too long to start moving, and I realized he was trying to stop himself from coming, just from the heat of being inside me.
When we came, he untied my hands with his, taking the scarf and tossing it to the ground, then pulling me into his arms and taking me out of the shower, the water having already turned ice cold, and laid me down on my towel, before lying down next to me. Then I fell asleep with my head on his chest, still in the glow of my orgasm.