Warning. There is boy on boy sexual relations in this chapter. With details. So skip if you can't take it.

Every part of his body was on fire. Literally. Even his toes. Why was it so damn hot in here. And why was he wearing so many clothes. Who put the heat on in his dorm.

Suddenly Draco was awake, and pulling at his shirt to get it off his body, it sticking to his dampened body, everything that brushed against his skin set his teeth even on fire. His heat had arrived.

"Draco? Are you okay?" The voice came from beside him and he felt a hand rub up his arm, the contact cooling that spot. Draco hissed in relief. Who knew an Alphas touch would be instant to take away the fire.

"Please." Draco pushed himself towards the cool touch. He needed more of it. "Please, I'm so hot Harry." Draco was whimpering.

Harry sat up, rubbing sleep out of his eyes, waving his hand the lights Turing on low then casting a quick tempus. It was just before four am.

He looked over and saw Draco was covered in a sheet of sweat, and he had managed to get his shirt off and tossed aside.

"Sh, okay Draco. I'll take care of you." Harry ran his hands up over the shining chest, fingers mapping out the man withering on his back. Draco looked sexy like this, all wanton and needy. Harry watched as his roaming hands seemed to bring temporary relief to the areas he focused on. "Hips up darling. Let me get your pants off."

Harry was glad that they had slept in their pants and tee shirts. Made undressing him a bit easier. He knew that Draco was about to become a mess of needy and wouldn't respond to much until he got the fever down for a bit. The books were pretty clear. Lots and lots of petting, and getting him to orgasm would push the fever back for a bit so Draco could get a little rest until the next spell of need hit him.

Harry pulled Draco's pants down his legs and tossed them to the floor. He murmured a wandless cleaning spell before He took a few moments to truly appreciate the beauty in-front of him. Last night they never made it past heavy snogging and rutting against each other like clumsy teenagers. But now, he could drink all of Draco's beautiful body in.

Draco was truly pale, everywhere. Even his erection was covered in beautiful perfect pale skin except for the bright pink head, that was already leaking heavily. Draco's body was smooth and hairless unlike his own. Harry trailed his fingers over his chest finding that Draco's nipples were already rock hard and begging for attention. He let his fingers pinch the hard nub, and was rewarded with a low moan, the man arching off the bed searching for more of the attention. Harry let his fingers wander to the other one, giving this one a bit of a twist, pleased to hear Draco gasp. He was so responsive. Harry would never get enough of this.

His fingers didn't linger long in any one place, he traced the outlines of the simple muscles he found, down to the hard belly. Draco may have not been ripped with contours of muscle, but the man was fit and tight everywhere he touched. Harry dragged his nails down across his belly listening the withering man gasp, "please Harry. I need you."

Harry used both hands to run his hands up the man's long pale legs. They would look breath taking wrapped around him when the time came. Harry pushed at Draco's thighs as he shifted to sit between them. Draco's legs fell open in invitation, begging Harry to get closer.

Harry looked down at his prize. Draco's erection was nestled in perfect blonde curls that matched the top of his hair, and hard against his belly drooling. His bollocks were drawn tight against him begging to be emptied. Harry looked down a bit further and noted that Draco was wet from his slick. A puddle forming on the bed. Harry bent down and licked a stripe up Draco's thigh. "Fuck look at you. All wet and ready for me. You smell better than anything I have ever smelled before." Harry didn't get a chance to hear what Draco said, because with one quick motion, Harry was holding Draco's throbbing member and swallowing him to the base. He promised Draco the royal treatment, and he planned to deliver.

Harry could hear the Omega begging and pleading for him not to stop as he expertly bobbed his head, sucking to the base, hallowing his cheeks, then swirling his tongue at the top, and was rewarded with the salty precum he found at the slit. Harry rolled Draco's bollocks in his hand gently, giving them a soft squeeze. Draco's hips were going wild, and Harry was thankful he was decent at relaxing his throat and that Draco wasn't much bigger in size, otherwise this would have become embarrassing quickly.

Draco's hands found their way into Harrys hair just as Harry let off with a wet pop, saliva running down his chin. Draco whimpered, "please... please don't stop. I'm so close. I need to come." He was desperately trying to guide Harrys head back to his cock.

Harry nipped at his thighs, pleased to see they turned red easily. He sucked on a spot just below the junction of where his leg started, knowing it would leave a purple welt. Harry then pushed Draco's legs gently, hinting for him to lift them. Once the man caught on, holding at his thighs, Harry licked right from his balls to his now exposed entrance. Harry had been dying to taste him here. Smelling as good as he bloody did. He let out a moan that matched Draco's as he made the same move, only this time swirling his tongue at the pink bud.

"Fuck Harry, god yes. Please." Draco reached down to stroke himself only to have his hand swatted away. Harry wrapped his hand around the solid length and pumped in time with his tongue now pushing into the omega. He wasn't going to let Draco do the work. He was going to make sure that every moment in this room, Harry was showing him just how right they were together.

Harry found an easy rhythm that quickly had Draco begging and moaning, hips thrusting up into his hand and back onto his tongue.

"Harry, Harry I'm going to.. Ug!" Draco was arching off the bed, his cock twitching in Harrys hand as spurts of cum landed on his belly and down his hand as they slowed. Draco fell against the bed panting, blonde locks plastered against his face and neck in sweat, an arm thrown over his face.

Harry licked his hand clean and sat up looking at the ravished man. He had never seen anything quite as sexy before. Draco was always so proper and pristine. He never thought he would ever get to see Draco undone like this. It was a site to behold. Something even his fantasies couldn't compare to.

Draco peaked out from under his arm with a smirk. "You look the cat that ate the canary Harry."

"Well it certainly wasn't the canary, it was much much better. Trust me. " Harry winked before casting a cleaning spell on him and Draco.

"You know, all them years I told you to kiss my ass, I never once thought it would happen like that. " Draco added thoughtfully, letting out a little laugh.

Harry laughed, gathering the man in his arms. "Well I definitely preferred it this way than the way I'm sure you meant it. Fevers gone for now. How about I get you an ice cold glass of water and a snack. Then I put you back to bed?"

"Mmm okay. Did you... are you..." Draco blushed even hard as Harry laughed. "I just thought maybe you would want me to.."

"Draco, I came in my pants like I was fourteen. I haven't rutted against the bed like that in... ages. Worth it though. " Harry kissed his forehead and crawled out of the bed to head to the kitchen.

Draco laughed to himself. Who would have thought this is where he would be right now.

"You can explore my body when we leave the room. The next few days are all about you. And trust me, I won't need much to cum if this is what those days will look like. You are the exact definition of someone's wet dream Draco. You are so bloody sexy." Harry handed him the glass and watched Draco empty it in just a couple swallows.

"Here. Munch on this." He handed Draco a granola bar. "Don't make that face. Just a couple bites. Then I'll wrap you up in my arms and kiss you until you fall back asleep."

Draco groaned, "Fine. But only because I like kissing you. " he took the bar and munched a few bites.

"Thank you.. for putting in the extra effort. I know you don't have to..." Draco looked at Harry from under long lashes, almost embarrassed.

"No need to thank me. I want to do this. And I am already enjoying myself." Harry laid back in the bed and smiled as Draco put his glass and half the granola bar back on the side table. He scooted in under the blanket next to Harry, the worst of the heat gone, just leaving prickling behind. He laid his head on Harrys chest listening to his heart beat. He let it lull him back to sleep as Harry rubbed his back humming some tune he didn't recognize.

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