Sorry for the delay! It just took me forever to finish writing this one...I don't know why, but it was by far the hardest chapter to write. Anyways, here you go! Thank you as always to my beautiful beta, Dana...she really helped me with this one.

Draco smirked as he dropped to his knees, looking up at Harry through heavy-lidded eyes.

"Ready for me to rock your world, Harry?" Draco inquired mockingly, knowing perfectly well what the answer would be.

"Gods, Draco, just do it alrea—" Harry was cut off by Draco's sudden attack to his balls, sucking them both into his mouth with strong, wet motions. Harry could do nothing but gurgle, the sensations making him tremble. Draco let one ball fall from his mouth, focusing on the one still in there, licking and sucking and nibbling, coating it with saliva, rubbing Harry's thighs in time to his suction. He gave the other ball the same treatment, making Harry cry out.

Just as suddenly as he was there, he was gone from Harry's balls. And in another completely unexpected move, Harry's cock was all the way down his throat.

Harry screamed. Draco couldn't even imagine how he managed to scream that loudly, and it bounced off the walls of the room in an almost deafening manner.

Draco pulled back, almost all the way, and then slid Harry's cock all the way back down, pulling his hips to his face. At some point, Harry must have gotten the hint that Draco was encouraging him to fuck his face—and that's exactly what he did. Harry lost all control, if he had any to begin with, and started to thrust wildly and harshly into Draco's mouth, all the way down his throat every time, amazed at the apparent lack of any gag reflex that the Malfoy possessed.

Draco just stayed still, gripping Harry's ass, allowing his mouth to be fucked, enjoying the intenseness and fervor Harry displayed while doing it. He was surprised Harry was lasting this long, and was starting to get hard again. He took one hand from Harry's ass and started to jerk himself off.

As Draco began to take care of himself, Harry fucked his face harder and faster, moving at an incredible speed, shoving his cock down Draco's throat over and over, his body shaking with the sensation of the tightness surrounding his dick, Draco's tongue pressed firmly and wetly to the underside of his cock, the constant sucking of Draco's mouth, as if he was trying desperately to keep hold of Harry's dick every time it was pulled out of his mouth.

Harry gripped Draco's hair and actually managed to fuck his mouth harder and faster, feeling his orgasm approaching. Without warning, he shoved his cock all the way down Draco's throat, screaming, as he forced Draco to swallow his cum.

The feeling of Harry's cum sliding down his throat, as if he was being forced to jug steaming hot cider, triggered Draco's own orgasm, his cum coating his hand. He screamed around Harry's dick as he came, and the vibrations proved too much for Harry as he pulled Draco's mouth off his dick, the oversensitivity almost painful.

"Wow," was all Harry could say. He figured he must have hurt Draco a bit during that, and said "Are—are you okay?"

"Yeah," Draco replied, breathing heavily, his voice scratchy and thick. He swallowed, trying to gain some vocal strength back. "I'm guessing you enjoyed that."

"You have no idea," Harry managed, collapsing to the floor, laying down on his back. "I've…always wanted to do that. You know, erm, face fuck someone. But, ah…I've never had anyone to let me do it to him. It also seems, you know, a bit scary. For the person being, ah, mouth-fucked, and all."

"Yeah, it's definitely not the kind of thing everyone's into. But there's something about the…forcefulness that appeals to me. It's very hot," Draco says, smiling. His voice is still thick and scratchy, not having recovered. He could hear Harry shudder, as if the sound of his voice like that was arousing to him. He smirked at the thought that even something like his voice after a face fuck could get to the brunette.

"Merlin, Draco, you have no idea how hot that is. That you like it? Being forced like that? Oh, Gods, I could do that to you forever and never get sick of hearing you say that you like it. And the way you sound right now? If sex had a voice, that's what it would sound like." Harry couldn't believe he was talking so dirty, considering he really wasn't one to dirty-talk, even during sex, but Draco just…brought it out of him. He wanted Draco to hear everything, his every fantasy, his ever desire, and he wanted to hear all of Draco's, and give them all to him. He just really hopes that Draco felt the same way.

"Well then, I guess I'll just have to blow you more often, so I sound like this all the time." Draco smirked as Harry groaned at his words, obviously imagining Draco talking with this voice even in class. "Just wait until I fuck you. You thought you were screaming before? You have no idea," Draco whispered, right into Harry's ear. He couldn't wait to be inside Harry, to feel that connection, that tightness.

Harry turned to Draco at those words. He seemed too dazed to fully comprehend them at first, but when they sank in, he look confused.

"Wait a minute, who says you're the one who'll be fucking me?" He asked, sitting up. "I was planning on fucking you, thank you very much." Draco laughed.

"Oh, come on, Harry, you really think I'm going to bottom? Malfoys don't bottom. We're superior, remember?" Draco said teasingly, although he meant what he said about topping. "Just be a good boy and roll over—trust me, you'll enjoy it." Harry just gaped at him for a minute. He really wanted to top, but that look in Draco's eyes…but why should he get all the control? Harry's nervousness from earlier in the night was fading fast, especially after what they just did. He decided that now was as good a time as ever to be confident; he could prove to Draco that Malfoys could be inferior if placed in the right position.

"Oh, I don't think so, Draco. Clearly we're going to have to settle this. How about…" Harry thought hard about what they could do to figure out who should top. A light bulb went of in his head and he smiled devilishly.

"How about a game of Quidditch, Malfoy?" Harry said with a smirk, although his confidence was mostly a show—he couldn't believe he'd actually just said that.

"Oh, you are so on, Potter," Draco said with a smirk of his own, also a bit surprised at Harry's suggestion, but not at all troubled by it. This was going to be very interesting.

So next chapter will be fun...a little Quidditch to decide how to have sex? Fun ;D

Please, please, please review, you guys...I hate to say it, but a part of why this chapter took me so long is because I got like, one review on my previous chapter and felt super unmotivated. So I'm just saying that it's really motivating for people to tell me how they're liking it and everythin' like that. So yeah, thank you, reviews are much appreciated.

Alsoooo, if you review and tell me who you want to win (aka who will top when they have sex) I juuuust might take your opinion into consideration ;D

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