Draco broke his gaze from Harry's and turned to walk into the crowd. In an instant, Harry was off the bar stool chasing after the blonde-haired boy.
As Harry weaved through the crowd, he thought he saw the thin boy steal away into the bathroom. 'I've got him cornered now', he thought. Harry pushed open the restroom door and let it close softly behind him. Taking in his surroundings, Harry instantly wondered if he'd made the wrong choice.
The bathroom was dimly lighted and was completely empty. Water dripped slowly from one of the old sinks, causing a soft plink that battled with the strong beat assaulting his ears from outside the door every time the liquid met with the rusted porcelain. Four urinals and two stalls adorned the dingy bathroom and Harry cursed himself for losing Draco yet again.
"FUCK!" Harry yelled. He kicked the wall violently with his boot-clad foot and instantly regretted the decision to do so.
Harry walked over to the dripping sink and turned the water on as hot as it would go. Cupping his hands, he splashed the water on his face, relieved at the sting that resulted. How could Draco be here, Harry thought. Of all nights and of all places, Draco was here.
He probably thinks I'm stalking him now Harry thought, even though that was completely true. But he hadn't known Draco would be here. He had come here of his own direction, so why did he feel so guilty for Draco seeing him here? He didn't want Draco thinking anything negative of him, and surely his seeing him tonight couldn't have sparked any positive feelings. He definitely knew that Draco was gay though. That single thought made Harry's heart lurch with possibility and anticipation.
Harry caught movement behind him as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Someone was in the stall behind him.
Harry turned around and bent down to look for feet under the stall. Nothing. Had his eyes deceived him?
Harry leaned forward to peek through the crack in the stall door, half expecting to see nothing.
Suddenly, the stall door flew open causing Harry to jump back, startled. A flustered Draco glared at him from inside the stall, his feet resting on the rim of the toilet.
He jumped down and attempted to move toward the door past Harry.
"Why the fuck are you following me Potter?"
"Draco, I wasn't following you until you turned and ran. I was…"
Draco cut him off by spinning to face him. "Why can't you leave me alone? You have been following me ever since you got your job at the ministry. Why the hell am I so interesting to you? You know, I get it…..I made your life hell during school. Fine. But I've changed and I'm sorry. Is this your way of getting back at me? Following me around. Following me here?"
The iciness in Draco's eyes cut through Harry's gaze and chilled him to the bone. He looked very angry, but there was something else there. Something that resembled fear.
"Draco, I didn't follow you here. I came….."
Draco cut him off again by turning and starting for the exit.
Harry realized that Draco was about to vanish once again, and he threw himself in front of the door, blocking his passage.
"Get the fuck out of the way Potter!" Draco spat.
"I'm not letting you leave until I say my piece. I didn't follow you here. I came on my own." Harry hesitated, his mind willing him to stop talking before he revealed all his feelings to Draco.
Draco scoffed at Harry. "Yea. I'll believe that one. The savior of the wizarding world is gay. Ha ha. Very funny. Have your laugh at me and get out of here." Draco grabbed Harry by the shoulder and attempted to force him out of the way. "If you're going to mock me Potter, I'm not going to stand here and take it."
"Draco! Ouch! Stop it!" Harry yelled at Draco who was trying to use his entire body to push the boy out of the way and open the door.
Harry, in turn, grabbed Draco by his shoulders and attempted to throw him back into the room, preventing his getaway.
The fighting became more physical as each boy tried to get the best of the other, Harry trying to hold Draco hostage in the bathroom, and Draco scraping to get past Harry and out the door.
Harry gripped one of Draco's wrists and used his body to pitch the blonde back toward the two stalls. Draco, apparently expecting this, swung around and pinned Harry to the opposite wall, the door now to Draco's back.
How am I losing this? Harry thought. He could feel Draco's breath, hot and rapid on his neck, causing the hair there to stand at attention. The sensation was causing something else to stand at attention too, Harry noticed. He couldn't believe the rough play was exciting him this much. The proximity to Draco wasn't helping matters.
Draco waited, with Harry pinned face-first to the wall and tried to catch his breath. Harry took the opportunity to duck below Malfoy's arm, and spun around, throwing Draco's back against the wall and coming face to face with the boy he'd been obsessing over for so long.
The excitement rose in Harry's chest as both boys just stared at each other, neither one knowing what to expect from the other.
Suddenly, Harry smashed his lips against Draco's, forcing himself upon the boy. Draco squirmed at first and attempted to speak, his protests lost in Harry's eager mouth but quickly relaxed, fighting back with his mouth.
Harry's mind went completely blank as he pressed his mouth on Draco's. He had never experienced such electricity from a simple kiss. Sure, he had kissed Cho and Ginny before, but neither of them had elicited the reaction now coursing through Harry's veins. He was positively lost in Draco's warm mouth and he wanted more.
Harry pulled back his head, breaking off the kiss, knowing it was rough and not particularly romantic, and eyed Draco warily, judging his reaction. The scowl was gone replaced by a look of complete confusion.
Without warning, Draco's hand shot up to Harry's head and brought the brunette's lips back to his, violently crushing their lips together. Their lips were a blur of motion, moving and sucking each other into their mouths, teeth occasionally clacking together in the process. Harry brought his hands up to Draco's head, and grabbed a handful of hair, something he had been dreaming of doing for as long as he could remember. It was so soft. So much so that it took Harry's thoughts away from the kiss he was now lost in, though just for a moment.
Draco moved his hands around Harry's shoulders and ran them down his back, mashing their bodies together. Harry uttered a groan as his now fully erect manhood pressed into Draco's equally hard member. Harry ground into Draco again, pushing him into the wall, their kissing frantic and frenzied.
Draco moved his hands to Harry's hips, and spun him around, exchanging their positions. With Harry now pressed firmly against the wall, Draco moved his mouth from Harry's and trailed pecks and bites down to Harry's neck. Harry gasped as Draco paused at his ear, breathing seductively while nibbling at his earlobe. Harry rocked his hips forward, grinding once again into Draco as he nibbled and kissed Harry's neck, drawing a groan from the thin body.
Harry drew in a sharp breath as Draco bit down on his collar bone, causing a bruise to appear almost immediately. Harry pushed Draco back into the stall wall, and proceeded to mimic the boy's earlier actions of nibbling, biting and sucking on Draco's neck, receiving moans and squirms of pleasure with each contact of Harry's lips.
Harry let his hands wander down Draco's chest and stomach, feeling the smooth, firm flesh underneath his shirt, heaving with each breath. Harry never thought he would be feeling up another guy, let alone this particular guy, yet his senses told him it was everything he wanted. Everything he had always wanted.
Draco gave Harry a shove, sending him reeling backwards toward the door, then followed hungrily after him, pinning him to the door and beginning his ministrations on Harry's mouth and neck once again. Harry gasped and dug his hands into the thin boy's back as Draco's hands found their way up underneath his shirt and began teasing Harry's tender nipples.
Suddenly, Draco stepped back and grabbed Harry's shirt firmly with both hands. Ripping them quickly apart, he yanked the shirt open, sending buttons flying in each direction. Harry looked at Draco in shock as he dove back toward Harry. Harry's concern for his shirt was quickly forgotten as Draco began licking and sucking first one, then the other of Harry's nipples.
Draco's hands trailed across Harry's chest and over his smooth abs, leading the way for his mouth to follow with kisses and nibbles down his stomach. Draco paused as his hands rested on Harry's hip bones and looked up to meet the emerald green eyes fixed completely upon him. Their gaze burned into each other and a smirk crept across Draco's face.
Harry was about to question the purpose for Draco's grin but it was quickly forgotten as Draco slid his fingers into Harry's waistband, brushing lightly against the head of Harry's cock. Harry threw his head back and closed his eyes while Draco went to work undoing the buttons on Harry's jeans. The sensation from just that light touch electrified his skin and caused him to shutter.
Feeling a sudden chill, Harry realized that his pants and boxers were now seated around his ankles and Draco was sitting on his haunches taking in the sight. Harry was completely nude except for the shirt now hanging loosely on his shoulders and his pants bunched around his feet on the floor.
Harry followed Draco's gaze and realized the boy was completely transfixed on Harry's fully erect prick glistening with pre-come. Draco reached forward and placed his hands on each of Harry's hips and brought his mouth to Harry's member.
Harry's breath caught in his throat when he felt Draco's hot breath on the head of his cock, waiting to take him. How can this be happening? Harry wondered quickly. Something that he had wanted for so long was now happening so quickly. He looked down and almost came at the sight of Draco kneeling in front of him, waiting to swallow his tool.
Draco slowly licked the head of Harry's manhood, and trailed it down the underside to the velvet sac at the bottom. Pulling first one and then the other round orb into his mouth, Draco softly sucked and licked while his hand moved quickly up and down the shaft, causing Harry to writhe and moan in satisfaction.
Fearing that he wouldn't be able to last much longer, Harry pulled Draco up and kissed his mouth roughly, his fingers grappling for the buttons on Draco's jeans.
Finally shoving the brass buttons through their respective holes, Harry was stunned to find that Draco had no underwear on giving him full access to Draco's throbbing cock. Harry grabbed Draco's length, noting that it was longer and more slender than his. It was odd holding another man, but the warmth and softness was so familiar and it excited Harry even further.
"Oh Merlin….I've….." Draco mumbled in pleasure as Harry stroked Draco quickly. Harry didn't let him finish and attacked his mouth with renewed passion while Draco palmed Harry's cock violently.
Harry felt the tightening in his groin, giving him warning that he wasn't far off from finishing.
"Drac….o….i'm…" Harry tried to speak but was completely breathless with passion.
Draco seemed to understand, however, and nodded his head in quick agreement.
"Me….too…..i'm" Draco spoke directly into Harry's mouth as their tongues intertwined, exploring each other more fully than before.
Harry felt Draco's manhood tighten in anticipation of the violent release that he was also feeling and worried that it was happening too quickly. He wanted this to continue. It couldn't be over so quickly, but it felt so good.
Without warning, Harry erupted into Draco's palm, his vision blurring slightly and his mouth biting down on Draco's lower lip as he sent wave after wave of his seed shooting between them.
Harry's orgasm sent Draco over the edge as well, and he, too, came violently, coating Harry's hand with his slick white substance.
They both slowed their motions, their foreheads together, panting heavily, sweat streaking down their exposed skin. Draco's hand slowly caressed the back of Harry's neck, tracing random patterns through his hair and across his back.
The euphoria was unlike anything Harry had ever experienced. He had wanked himself many times, but it was never as intense as this had been. Draco had been positively….amazing. He had awakened something within Harry that he hadn't known was there. His body shuttered and twitched as he came down from the amazing high he had been riding with Draco.
Their breathing slowly returned to normal, and Harry kissed Draco's forehead. It was an intimate gesture that seemed out of place from the frenzied motions they had just finished, but it warmed Harry and he hoped it communicated through to Draco as well.
Suddenly the door burst open and two thin, sweaty boys burst into the bathroom, allowing a flood of noise into the tiny bathroom that pushed out any sense of intimacy that remained. They stopped short upon seeing the two half-naked boys leaning on the stall wall and grinned mischievously.
"Damn," one boy said to the other. "Looks like we missed the fun."
The other boy gazed at Harry's exposed ass, "Yea, too bad too."
Draco quickly cast a cleaning spell that removed the evidence of their activities and wrenched his pants up, hastily doing the buttons.
Harry did the same, turning to avoid the gaze of the intruding spectators as Draco quickly walked to the door and yanked it open, allowing the noise into the space once again.
Harry opened his mouth to say something, but the blonde hair disappeared and the door shut, thrusting the bathroom into relative silence.
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay with this chapter. I struggled writing it for some reason, but I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know if it is a story you want to continue...not sure where i'm going with it at this point so any suggestions would be much appreciated. If I don't get any response, I may not continue this story since i'm feeling a little lost.
THANKS to those that have reviewed (2) and those that have added the story to their alerts. You are what keeps me going!
~MU~
