It had been their greatest secret. They met in the shadows where no one was looking, lips meeting and noses bumping clumsily. No one ever would suspect it, the Boy Who Lived and the son of a Death Eater. Maybe that was why it seemed so natural, defying all the expectations and turning away the path the world had set for them.
One night in sixth year, Harry and Draco met in the Room of Requirement. As soon as their eyes met, they rushed to each other and kissed, tongues meeting in a swirl of passion. Draco bit Harry's lip and he moaned. They stumbled over to a conveniently placed bed and fell on, ripping off clothes as they went. Their hands were everywhere. Draco fumbled for the lube and coated his fingers.
Harry bucked his hips as a finger pressed into him, and then another. Draco wiggled his hand until he pressed on Harry's prostate, causing him to cry out. He stretched him gradually, so slowly Harry thought he would burst from the pressure building up inside him. Precum dripped down his erect cock as he whimpered, thrusting into the empty air above him as if it would help relieve his frustration.
Draco brushed fingers against his cock and dragged them, agonizingly slowly, from the base to the tip. Harry couldn't stop the moan that was pulled out of him. Then Draco's mouth was on him, swallowing his whole cock. He hummed around it, and the vibration almost made Harry come on the spot. Draco pulled back a little and sucked, squeezing Harry's balls. Then he pulled away completely and returned his fingers to Harry's arse. He stretched him fully as fast as he could and pressed the head of his cock to the opening. When Harry felt he was taking too long, he pushed forward and impaled himself. Draco jerked in surprise at the sudden tightness around him but started thrusting hard.
Harry didn't even have time to catch his breath. Each thrust sent pleasure shooting through him, not leaving time to recover in between. Draco hit his prostate and before he realized it, his orgasm tore through him, leaving him shuddering.
Draco didn't last much longer. With a scream, he thrust into Harry fully, shooting hot cum inside him. He pulled his limp cock out of Harry and watched him. He wished they didn't have to keep it a secret. He wanted to be able to claim Harry as his in front of everyone. But he knew his wish was only a far off possibility, and all they had that they could count on was now.
This is my first smut! I wanted to try writing some. I know it's probably bad, but any feedback would be appreciated. Thanks!