(Gluttony pt. 1)
"Morning," he muttered against messy, dark locks, grinning cheekily as he pulled the other boy closer.
Harry tensed in his hold, and Draco rolled his eyes. As the pale boy tried to push away, the blonde held him tighter, and buried his face in the messy hair he adored so much. Harry paused in his struggle, savoring the feeling of being pressed so closely. He sighed, heat ghosting across perfect skin, and it send a shiver down Draco's spine.
"Let me up, Malfoy." He said, lips brushing the other man's neck. "Get off of me."
"S'not what you were sayin' last night," Draco replied teasingly, but there was a gentleness to it. "Couldn't get enough last night."
A blushing face glared up at him as Draco loosened his grip just enough to look at the boy in his embrace. Harry's jaw clenched, and Draco grinned at the fire in those green eyes. The blonde leaned down, lips searching out the other's mouth, but Harry pulled back, his own mouth forming a tight line.
Frowning, Draco let loose a low growl, and shifted his weight quickly; rolling Harry onto his back and pinning him beneath. The grappled for a moment, grunts filling the air as Harry was slowly over-powered. His wrists were caught above his head as he squirmed. He tried bucking his hips to jostle the determined blonde above him, but it was no use. Before he knew what was happening, Draco's lips had pressed harshly to his, teeth clicking, and he couldn't help but let out a needy moan. Draco smirked at the sound, nipping at his lip, and grinding his hips forward. When the blonde finally pulled back, those green eyes were afire with lust, but there was still a mistrust hovering there.
"I'm not letting you go, Harry." He stated with conviction. "I've waited long enough for you. And I'm not letting go."
Harry gulped slightly, his gaze melted. He wanted to believe Draco with ever fiber of his being. He found it odd that he did believe him. With a defeated sigh, his lips twitched slightly in amusement.
"I don't have a choice here, do I?" Harry asked, already knowing the answer.
"Not at all," he replied with a smile. "I can't get enough of you, Harry Potter. I intend to gorge myself on you. I'm positive that, with you in my bed, I'll never have to eat again."
The brunette's face brightened considerably at the idea, "I guess we'll have to test that theory, yes?"
Draco returned the look, "I guess we shall."
