Harry hit the floor hard, rolling to dodge what he assumed to be another hex. Instead, he faced Draco's fist and clasped it in his own hand, tossing the other boy away from him. Draco hit the floorboards, sliding a little ways. Rising, Harry advanced on the other boy, ready to grab his shirt collar. Draco knocked Harry's legs out from underneath him so that Harry was on the floor again. Rolling and cursing, the two teens tried to pin each other down.
"Motherfucker," Harry hissed in pain when Draco landed a solid hit to his abdomen. He grabbed the Slytherin's wrists and pinned them up above his head before Draco could elbow him in the face. Draco tried in vain to kick Harry, but the Gryffindor straddled his stomach, preventing further movement. Draco squirmed underneath his captor as Harry grabbed his wand from where it had fallen and pointed it straight in Draco's face.
Seconds passed. Minutes. It felt like an eternity to Draco, waiting for a curse that never came.
"Are you just going to point it at me, or do you actually plan to hex me, Potter?" Draco gritted out. "I'd rather just get this over with."
Harry's teeth clenched as he held his wandtip level with Draco's nose, bearing down upon him. Draco squeezed his eyes shut, ready for the pain.
Soft. Something soft brushing his lips.
Draco was immensely confused. He held still, waiting for the sensation to abide. It didn't. He opened his eyes.
Harry was kissing him, oh so gently. Draco noticed that the wand was out of his face, but still held in Harry's right hand, off to the side. Harry's left hand stroked Draco's cheek gently as his lips undulated against the Slytherin's. Draco inwardly melted at the genuine, warm contact. He does care... His quarrel with Harry forgotten, Draco let Harry kiss him, thinking lazily that courting the Gryffindor wouldn't be so bad in the long run.
Harry had sensed that the Slytherin hadn't moved in quite a while, so he pulled back. Green eyes met grey as Harry slowly moved off of Draco, letting him sit up onto his knees. Harry tried to catch his breath slowly, waiting in silence for Draco to respond or react to what he had just done. Instead, he received a stare devoid of any emotion. Draco started to crawl slowly in Harry's direction. Harry's brain started to panic. Oh God, now you've gone and done it. You've broken Draco Malfoy. What now, wise ass? He's going to wallop you for sure...
Instead, Draco reached Harry and pried the wand from his fingers. He picked up his own and set them both on the table closest to them. Turning to face Harry, he still kept all emotion clear from his face as he leaned as close to the Gryffindor as he possibly could. Wide green eyes scrutinized him carefully. Placing one hand on Harry's shoulder and one at the back of Harry's neck, Draco leaned in and delivered the smallest yet most emotional kiss he had ever given anyone.
Harry lit up like a Roman candle, grabbing Draco to him and falling back down onto the floor, earning an "Oomph!" from the other teen. As Harry kissed him forcefully, Draco did all he could not to suffocate as Harry's hands travelled all over his body, squeezing and clasping as they ran over him. Draco braced himself on his elbows as he let Harry assault his neck with hot open-mouthed kisses and little nips. Draco sighed and moaned accordingly, pushing his hips against Harry's. Harry hummed into Draco's neck, carding his fingers through the Slytherin's hair. Harry's other hand clasped Draco's behind through his pants, kneading it, creating more friction.
Draco gasped. "Tease!"
Harry nuzzled pale skin. "Aren't you enjoying yourself?"
"Mmm, yes."
"Then just enjoy it," Harry breathed, licking the shell of Draco's ear, making the other shiver. Harry had every intention of dragging this out as long as he possibly could.
Draco seemed to relax a little, pulling away from Harry's lips to gaze down at the Gryffindor. Cupping Harry's face, Draco gently removed Harry's glasses and set them outside arm's reach. Lowering his lips to Harry's, Draco reached down and took Harry's lower lip between his, sucking gently. Green eyes closed as Harry savoured Draco's taste, wanting to imprint it into his memory. Draco sat up to shuck his black knitted jumper, dressed in a white button down underneath. Harry ran his hands up Draco's middle to the collar of his shirt, slowly undoing each button to reveal more creamy skin.
Draco pushed his hands underneath Harry's shirt, freeing it from his trousers. Pale fingers skated over Harry's hips, the top of his clothed thighs to cup his ass and squeeze, hard. Harry groaned into the Slytherin's skin.
"Can you stop being such a prat for a second and let me seduce you, damn it..."
Draco chuckled. "Says the idiot who wanted to beat me senseless three minutes ago."
Harry huffed. "You were ready for a fight, I de-escalated it."
Draco hummed. "I guess you did."
"I don't hear you complaining."
"I'm not."
"Then shut up," Harry growled, sealing his mouth over Draco's in a bruising kiss. Draco let himself melt into the floor, into Harry, submitting himself completely. He was ready to protect himself mere moments ago from the boy currently assaulting all of his senses, now he just wanted to surrender completely. It was in this moment that Draco Malfoy felt completely naked, vulnerable, ready to trust in someone. He was still bamboozled to find that it was Harry goddamn Potter of all people.
Harry, on the other hand, still had some doubts, even as he unzipped Draco's fly to shove his hand inside the blonde's pants. Draco all but mewled at the feeling of Harry's fingers tracing the shape of his cock, caressing over the fabric of his underwear, squeezing slightly. Harry's mind was a nonstop track, running rampant even as he let his body communicate otherwise.
We've never been friends...just fucking...can't trust...won't let...does he...? No, I... Maybe?
Draco only needed a moment to reciprocate, thrusting his hands down Harry's pants to feel the other's member beneath his fingers. Harry yipped, startling him.
"Your hands are freezing!"
Draco murmured a wandless Warming Charm. "Sorry."
" 'S'okay. Just don't stop," Harry panted.
Draco smiled slightly, mischieviously as he rolled his thumb over the tip of Harry's cock, spreading the precum he found there. Harry moaned and increased the pressure of the strokes he was delivering, savouring the way Draco copied him. The two continued to jack each other off, not even bothering to disrobe. Harry kept kissing Draco, not even wanting to let the other boy think, just feel...
"You want- mmmph- just like this?" Harry murnured into swollen lips.
"Yeah," Draco gasped.
"You sure?"
Draco keened. "Yes."
Harry slowed slightly, the way Draco was arched right now, shirt undone, hair mussed, bucking up into Harry's touch was enough to undo him right there. He had to hang on, just a little longer...
Draco could feel it, the warmth in his belly, Harry's hands in his pants, his cock hard and leaking, Harry's mouth against his, the muscles in his legs tensing and releasing as waves of pleasure washed over him, bringing him closer and closer. He could vaguely feel it in Harry too, the way he kept a rhythm, seeming to want to bring them over together... he could feel Harry's breath quicken against his cheek, the way he lathered Draco with kisses, the muscles in his lower abdomen tightening with each stroke Draco delivered...
"Draco-"
Draco ceased all movement, alarmed. Looking at Harry, his hair damp at his temples, his mouth slack, his eyes minimally unfocused, he just stared.
"What's wrong?"
The blonde shook his head. "Nothing."
Harry stopped too. "You get weird whenever I say your name."
The Slytherin averted his eyes, not responding.
"Do you not like it?"
Draco shook his head no infinitesimally.
"What is it?" Harry asked gently, stroking the blonde's chest. Draco murmured a response too quiet to hear. "Sorry?"
Draco sighed. "No one ever... did that."
"Did what?" Harry's brow furrowed. "Called you by your name?"
Draco nodded this time.
Harry bit his lip for a moment, thinking. "Tell me."
It was Draco's turn to be confused. "What?"
"Tell me if you want this," Harry replied. "If you don't, I'll go now."
