A/N 1: I've agonized over this chapter. I decided pretty much right away to just go with it, but it just wouldn't come as easily as I'd hoped. I hope you like it. So as not to kill the 'mood' I'm going to start the last half of the first chapter here, but I'll give you Harry's observations instead. Sound good? K, read on, but know that there is a lemon here:

"Have you ever been with anyone? Have you ever had sex?" Oh, but he really did not want to answer that. What bloke at any age wants to own up to his virginity? He remembered Draco's plea from earlier for Harry to try to trust him a little, so he stepped out on that ledge and just did.

"No, you were the first person I've ever kissed. You know the full extent of my sexual history, Draco," He chose not to bring up the incident with Ron, that wasn't sexual by any means. Rather than laugh at him, Draco sounded excited about his admission.

"Ok," Draco started to shift his weight and for a fleeting moment Harry thought he was going to leave. Then he realized the other boy was only changing positions. Poor thing, it couldn't have been comfortable lying with his hands under him all this time.

Draco's hand came to rest on Harry's chest and very shortly afterward started moving. Small circles were getting bigger every second. He was pinned by Draco again, and though he was doing it very slowly, Draco was starting to get adventurous. Harry decided he didn't mind in the slightest, especially when he felt a finger slide slowly over his nipple. The only thing that would make it better would be if his shirt wasn't in the way.

"So, you've never been naked with anyone else," Draco's voice was like the finest silk sliding over his skin and making him shiver. He could hardly catch his breath.

"No."

"No one has ever touched you? Made you come?" Oh Merlin, no one had ever talked to him like that either and his already stiff organ jerked in excitement inside his jeans.

"No." He hoped he'd actually said it and not just thought it.

"Before me, have you ever been curious about other boys? Ever wondered what it would feel like to be pressed against a hard body? To feel another cock rub against your own?" Harry was arching and moaning and Draco's hand felt fantastic, but it just wasn't moving low enough.

"No, but I do now, all the time," And he did. At that moment, all in the world he wanted was for them both to be naked. He wanted to feel Draco's skin, slick with sweat, slipping against his own.

"You think about me like that? Do you wonder what my hand would feel like moving up and down your cock? Do you wonder what my mouth would feel like? I could do it, Harry, right now, no obligation on your part. Let me make you feel good, love?"

Oh yes, Merlin yes. Every word traveled straight from Draco's mouth to Harry's cock. His lungs weren't working properly, his heart was going to explode, and the throbbing organ between his legs was going to burst out of his pants.

"Yes, please."

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He almost didn't believe he'd heard right. Surely Harry hadn't just agreed. Oh, but he had, but he was under duress, so Draco wouldn't take that as permission. He stopped and almost beamed when Harry actually whined.

He tilted the head of the other boy - which had fallen back - forward and waited for shimmering green eyes to open and focus on him. When they finally did, he asked the only question that he cared about hearing an answer to right then.

"Harry, are you sure?"

There were no words, maybe the other boy couldn't speak, but he vigorously nodded his head and then proceeded to try and force his tongue all the way down Draco's throat. Draco let him have that kiss, allowing the other boy to take what he needed before firmly grabbing the reigns again.

"Lay back, baby. No, wait, sit up," Harry did as he was told and Draco practically ripped the shirt off over Harry's head. Fuck, the boy was positively god-like. He wanted to taste all that perfectly sculpted skin, but decided that could wait. He did let himself flick first one, then another nipple with his tongue before turning his attention to the button on Harry's denims.

He concentrated on swirling his tongue around Harry's navel while his hands were busy trying to free the generous bulge from the confines of those evil pants that hid so much. When his hand finally brushed the head of Harry's cock, the other boy yelped and lifted his hips to help speed the process along.

"Oh yesssss," He hissed the word so sharply that Draco could almost feel it lingering in the air.

Draco wanted to take every last inch into his mouth and show Harry exactly how good he could be, but instead zeroed in on Harry's face and started with his hand. He used firm strokes, a little slower on the upstroke and a little harder on the down stroke.

Harry was undulating sinuously under him, his face was screwed up in evident pleasure, and there was a delightful sheen to his skin as sweat collected in the dips of his body. Every sigh, moan, and growl only encouraged Draco to force another one from that delectable mouth. He wanted to watch Harry break and fall apart. He wanted Harry to shatter before his very eyes.

He leaned forward and latched onto the head of Harry's cock. Harry screamed the second Draco's mouth closed around him. He sucked gently at first, probing the slit for every drop it had to offer. He could not believe he was finally here with Harry at his mercy in the best of ways. He sucked harder and let one of his hands caress Harry's testicles.

He felt Harry shudder then tense when one lone finger pressed firmly against the skin behind his sack. Draco was on the verge of drawing back when Harry started to move again. He tested the waters by almost removing his finger then pushing again. Harry continued to move with him and every time Draco applied pressure Harry would groan. This was too new to Harry to go any further so Draco regrettably pulled back.

"Draco, please. N-need to, have t-to, please-" Draco abandoned his ambrosial task to help Harry along.

"Shhh, I'm going to take you there, Harry, trust me. You taste heavenly, love. I've dreamed about this, baby. I've wanted you for so long," His hand was moving faster and faster and Harry was on the cusp of absolute bliss.

"The night you kissed me outside the library, I imagined doing this to you. I was so hard, love. Did you know I went to my dorm and wanked to the thought of having you in my hand, in my mouth," He debated briefly on whether to finish the sentence, then threw caution to the wind, "in my arse. I fingered myself wanting it to be your cock driving into me."

Harry wailed and tangled his hand in Draco's hair, "Fuck, Draco."

The other boy was so close and Draco was shamelessly rutting against his calf. Harry was shaking and clutching at Draco's hair and the back of the settee. He was forcefully thrusting his body up into Draco's hand. He needed something, something more, but Draco was at a loss. Then an idea curled around his fogged mind.

"Let go, baby. Come. Come for me, Harry," As soon as the words rolled off his tongue, he sucked Harry fully into his mouth and down his throat. He swallowed once and felt the first twitch of flesh between his lips. He pulled back just far enough to keep from gagging on the first jet of bitter fluid. He drank greedily even as he felt himself fall over the edge.

When Harry was finally spent, he used his mouth to finish cleaning any drops he may have missed and reveled in the small quivers of Harry's body as it settled into sated limpness. There was a quiet sigh from Harry and a low moan from Draco as he eased himself up Harry's body to lodge himself in the crack between Harry's body and the back of the settee.

Draco was pleasantly surprised when Harry turned to kiss him. Blaise had never had an issue with kissing him after a blowjob, but he hadn't expected Harry to delve into his mouth directly after.

"That was phenomenal," Harry's breath taking smile made Draco's heart flutter wildly.

"You're telling me, I don't think I've ever come in my pants before," Maybe it should have been embarrassing, but it just wasn't.

"You… really? In your pants?"

"In my pants," Harry looked positively devastated.

"But, I wanted to…" Draco froze, was Harry really going to say it? "I wanted to touch you, I wanted to do the same for you," Apparently he was.

"Next time, love. I promise you aren't any more eager for that than I am," He could probably handle another go tonight, in the next few minutes even, there were advantages to being young, but they should really get some sleep. They did have class tomorrow.

"Draco?"

"Hmmm?" His face was nestled in the crook of Harry's neck and he didn't want to move.

"Thanks," His lips curved upward and he almost laughed. It was so like Harry to mind his manners and politely thank him so quickly after orgasm.

"The pleasure was mine, Harry. If you need proof, observe the very wet and uncomfortable state of my trousers," Harry did laugh then so Draco allowed himself to join in.

A/N 2: I may want to go hide now... This is another one that will drive me mad - or further along that path - if I don't just put it out there in the universe and be done with it, so here it is. I've been slaving over it for about five hours and I just can't take it anymore.

I'm sorry for leaving you guys hanging on the last one, I don't usually do that, but I wanted to get it to you even though I hadn't made up my mind just yet.

Thanks for the corrections, you are an absolute beauty! I don't get along well with punctuation in general, but I decided a long time ago that colons and semicolons were hellbent on making my life miserable and gave up on them. I cannot believe I left a "you're' where there should have been a "your". That is seriously one of my pet peeves, right along with "they're", "their", and "there". Do you ever beta? You'd be fabulous!

I must, must, must do laundry tomorrow, so please don't hate me if I don't update. All my love to each and every one of you fantabulous readers!