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"Why did you do that?"
"I didn't think he was going to do that."
"So you really thought it would have no effect on him?"
"I actually thought that he was just overreacting and that it would be a lot of fun to make him really uncomfortable."
"You have no idea what you sounded like."
"What do you mean?"
"I had to sit there and picture naked women because your voice made me want to do what Ron did. Gods, when you talk like that…"
"Are you picturing naked women now?"
"No."
"Good, because I'd really like to get back to that moment from earlier," Draco said, moving so his back was against the door. "I love you."
"And I love what you do to me," I said.
"Show me."
I stepped over to him, smiling. I grabbed his hand. I put it between us so he could feel what he does to me and kissed his neck. He mmmed and moved his sandwiched hand from between us and pressed it to the small of my back to pull me closer to him. This time I kissed him on the lips. He hooked a leg around my waist. I felt captured, possessed, and it felt good. I don't think I had ever been that pressed against him while still clothed. He groaned into my mouth, tongue eagerly meeting mine. We went on like that until I thought I would die if I didn't touch his skin.
"Fuck me like this," Draco gasped.
"What?"
"Fuck me. Right here. Like this."
"Can't," I panted.
"Why?"
"I don't think I can hold your weight."
"You a-are," Draco moaned as I pressed him farther into the wall. Sure enough, both his legs were wrapped tightly around my waist. I backed up just enough for him to stand. He kissed me, walking us toward the bed while he undid his trousers. He flopped onto his back, lube already in hand. He kicked his trousers and boxers off and looked at me with pleading eyes.
"I need you."
"I'm trying," I groaned as I struggled with the zipper on my trousers. I finally got it undone, but when I tried to pull my feet out, I lost my balance. I expected some laughter, or at least another demand that I hurry. Draco was quiet. When I picked myself up off the floor, I saw the reason for his silence. In his haste, he was already pushing slick fingers into himself.
"Oh, fuck," I breathed. Watching him set my blood boiling.
"Yes."
His slick hand smeared lube on my cock as I maneuvered him back against the door. I don't know why we picked the door when the wall would suffice. He kept trying to wrap his left leg around my waist, but my shirt was getting in the way. I yanked it over my head and chucked it across the room. I did the same to his for good measure.
He finally got his left leg wrapped around my waist. He kept slipping down when his right leg joined his left. It took both of my hands to lift him high enough to make it work. I couldn't line myself up properly without a third hand, and Draco couldn't reach. I sandwiched him tighter. I couldn't resist giving my cock a few tugs as I moved it into place.
"Please," Draco groaned. "Please, Har—"
I mashed my lips against his as I gave him enough room to slide down onto my cock. His legs tightened around me, and his tongue battled mine. I wanted to move back enough to thrust, but every time I moved, gravity pulled him down. He broke the kiss, gasping.
"Harry, so…so…"
"So what?" I managed to ask. I was struggling under his weight.
"De-eep," he moaned.
I managed to heft him a bit higher. I pinned him enough with my torso to keep him put while I thrust my hips. He clung to me desperately. Draco was panting raggedly. He growled low in his throat with shallow thrusts. My knees were shaking.
"I can't stand much longer," I said.
"Feels so good," Draco whimpered.
He was muttering into my mouth, fingers digging into my shoulder and twisting in my hair. I bit at his lip and moaned every time he slid a bit further down on me. Draco's whole body was clenching around me. With a few more frantic thrusts, I came. Draco swallowed my moan, and my legs gave out. Somehow Draco managed to get his legs back under him when I crumpled to the floor. I didn't bother trying to sit up. Draco knelt down next to me. With an exhausted smile, I watched Draco's slow strokes up and down his shaft. I slid a hand up his thigh. My lazy fingers trailed over the sac nestled between his legs. His hand sped up, and his eyes fell closed.
"Harry. Harry. Harry," Draco chanted. He choked on the fourth as I ghosted my fingers over the head of his cock and he came.
TBC. I know this was really short. I wanted to give you something to tide you over. Starting a new job on Monday. Updates will be more spaced out, but I promise they'll be coming. Shorter, more frequent updates OR longer, spaced-out updates? I will cater to the majority. Thanks to everyone who's sticking with this. I'm trying to make it worth your while.