USE YOU
Draco left Harry alone the rest of the week, enjoying the obvious confusion and physiological distress his mere presence made in the boy. He had caught Harry staring at him at times - in the dining hall, in class, in the halls. As soon as Draco coolly returned his stare, Harry would blush profusely and look away.
The weekend's trip to Hogsmead cheered Harry up immensely.
Draco watched Harry and his friends as they wandered through Zonko's and Honeydukes. Finally, he saw Ron drag Hermione to the pet shop, leaving Harry alone to guard their table outside the candy shop.
Draco sneaked up behind Harry, leaned over his shoulder, and began reading the Quidditch book Harry was absorbed in. Harry looked up and jumped out of his seat, dropping his book.
"What're you doing here!" He looked at Draco, who was closing in on him. He backed away, asking softly, "Stop."
"No." Draco moved closer, pushing Harry back. They backed up a good few feet before Draco rolled his eyes. "Stop it, Potter. You're acting like a child." He looked at the dark-haired boy, who looked a little scared and a lot confused.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry breathed.
"One guess, Potter," Draco said his name sarcastically, mocking the boy. Never removing his eyes from Harry's, Draco rested a hand on the boy's chest and maneuvered them against the cool brick back wall of the alley between the shops.
"Wh-wh.." Harry stammered through dry lips. Draco moved his hand from Harry's chest, bringing a single finger to the boy's lips.
"Shhh." Draco moved his finger over Harry's bottom lip, feeling his warm breath quicken. He traced the gentle slope of the boy's jaw, lowering his soft touch down Harry's neck to his collarbone.
Harry sucked in his breath sharply as Draco's hand stroked his chest. The blonde laughed, asking, "Something wrong?"
"Um . ah . oh!" Draco stopped Harry's dumb stuttering by leaning against the boy, hands braced on the wall by his head. Draco rolled his hips against Harry's, undulating back and forth, raising a wavering moan from Harry's lips.
Leaning closer against Harry, Draco kissed him hard, feeling the boy respond instantly with hungry moist kisses of his own.
Harry reached behind the blonde's head, entangled his fingers in his hair and pulled him closer. Draco moved his body up and down against Harry, pushing him farther against the wall. Harry's hands moved down the blonde's back as Draco's moved up Harry's, under his shirt. His long nails dug into Harry's skin, an odd sensation of pain and pleasure.
"Please." Harry muttered under Draco's ravishing mouth. Draco lowered his hands and hooked his thumbs in Harry's front-most belt loops.
"Please what?"
Harry leaned his head back and to the side as Draco nipped at his neck. "I donno," he admitted with a sigh. "Just . Oh, God!"
Draco had kissed a trail down Harry's chest as the boy was speaking; he fell gracefully to his knees as he finished. He undid the button of his pants and, looking up into Harry's curious green eyes, pulled down the boy's zipper with his teeth.
"What're you doing?" Harry breathed. In response, Draco breathed hot on the erection bulging under Harry's boxers. Harry whimpered and pressed himself back against the wall.
Draco removed his thumbs from Harry's belt loops and instead rubbed them on the boy's tender underbelly, slowly swirling them downward, pushing down his boxers as he went. He gently kissed Harry's skin as he exposed it.
Harry's eyes fluttered to the street in front of him. He saw a small group of girls he knew from Hogwarts pass by, oblivious to Harry and Draco's rendezvous. It made Harry nervous though, as Draco's mouth moved lower. "Um, Malf- Dra- er, we're gonna be seen."
"I don't care."
"Well, um .. Gawd!!" Draco pulled Harry's jeans and boxers halfway down his hips and blew on his rock-hard erection. He took it into the warm cavern of his mouth, making Harry moan loudly. Harry clamped his hands over his mouth, muffling his noises.
Draco sucked hard, pulling Harry's rear off the wall with strong hands. Harry leaned his head back and growled deep in the back of his throat. Draco felt salty pre-cum trickle into his eager mouth. He raked his teeth down Harry's length; Harry bit down on his hand to keep from screaming. Draco softly toyed Harry's balls, sending the boy over the edge.
Draco greedily swallowed Harry's cum, lapping it up with pleasure. He bounced up and pressed himself to Harry, who was panting hard. He kissed him, letting Harry run his tongue all around in his mouth, savoring the intoxicating mix of Draco and himself. He leaned against the blonde's warm body comfortably. He was nearing a state of happy oblivion in Draco's arms and lips when a familiar voice called out.
"Harry?"
Hermione.
Draco kissed Harry hard one more time before flashing him a dirty, knowing grin and whispered "Meet me tonight in the Astronomy Tower. Late." He turned on his heels, leaving the dark alley. "I'll be waiting," he called behind him softly.
He saw Ron and Hermione at the table he had abducted Harry from. Ron held Harry's Quidditch book. "What're you doing here?" Ron asked Draco indignantly as the blonde emerged from the alleyway.
"It's a free country, Weasel."
Harry watched Draco's back turn the corner and shook his head back to reality. He pulled his pants up, zipping them quickly as Hermione called for him again. He walked out of the alley, straightening his shirt and flattening his hair.
"There you are!" Ron exclaimed. He scrunched his face up in confusion. "What were you and Malfoy doing"
Draco laughed quietly to himself as he heard Harry behind him stammer some excuse about a threat, pride, and a duel.
Until tonight, Harry. Until tonight.
Draco left Harry alone the rest of the week, enjoying the obvious confusion and physiological distress his mere presence made in the boy. He had caught Harry staring at him at times - in the dining hall, in class, in the halls. As soon as Draco coolly returned his stare, Harry would blush profusely and look away.
The weekend's trip to Hogsmead cheered Harry up immensely.
Draco watched Harry and his friends as they wandered through Zonko's and Honeydukes. Finally, he saw Ron drag Hermione to the pet shop, leaving Harry alone to guard their table outside the candy shop.
Draco sneaked up behind Harry, leaned over his shoulder, and began reading the Quidditch book Harry was absorbed in. Harry looked up and jumped out of his seat, dropping his book.
"What're you doing here!" He looked at Draco, who was closing in on him. He backed away, asking softly, "Stop."
"No." Draco moved closer, pushing Harry back. They backed up a good few feet before Draco rolled his eyes. "Stop it, Potter. You're acting like a child." He looked at the dark-haired boy, who looked a little scared and a lot confused.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry breathed.
"One guess, Potter," Draco said his name sarcastically, mocking the boy. Never removing his eyes from Harry's, Draco rested a hand on the boy's chest and maneuvered them against the cool brick back wall of the alley between the shops.
"Wh-wh.." Harry stammered through dry lips. Draco moved his hand from Harry's chest, bringing a single finger to the boy's lips.
"Shhh." Draco moved his finger over Harry's bottom lip, feeling his warm breath quicken. He traced the gentle slope of the boy's jaw, lowering his soft touch down Harry's neck to his collarbone.
Harry sucked in his breath sharply as Draco's hand stroked his chest. The blonde laughed, asking, "Something wrong?"
"Um . ah . oh!" Draco stopped Harry's dumb stuttering by leaning against the boy, hands braced on the wall by his head. Draco rolled his hips against Harry's, undulating back and forth, raising a wavering moan from Harry's lips.
Leaning closer against Harry, Draco kissed him hard, feeling the boy respond instantly with hungry moist kisses of his own.
Harry reached behind the blonde's head, entangled his fingers in his hair and pulled him closer. Draco moved his body up and down against Harry, pushing him farther against the wall. Harry's hands moved down the blonde's back as Draco's moved up Harry's, under his shirt. His long nails dug into Harry's skin, an odd sensation of pain and pleasure.
"Please." Harry muttered under Draco's ravishing mouth. Draco lowered his hands and hooked his thumbs in Harry's front-most belt loops.
"Please what?"
Harry leaned his head back and to the side as Draco nipped at his neck. "I donno," he admitted with a sigh. "Just . Oh, God!"
Draco had kissed a trail down Harry's chest as the boy was speaking; he fell gracefully to his knees as he finished. He undid the button of his pants and, looking up into Harry's curious green eyes, pulled down the boy's zipper with his teeth.
"What're you doing?" Harry breathed. In response, Draco breathed hot on the erection bulging under Harry's boxers. Harry whimpered and pressed himself back against the wall.
Draco removed his thumbs from Harry's belt loops and instead rubbed them on the boy's tender underbelly, slowly swirling them downward, pushing down his boxers as he went. He gently kissed Harry's skin as he exposed it.
Harry's eyes fluttered to the street in front of him. He saw a small group of girls he knew from Hogwarts pass by, oblivious to Harry and Draco's rendezvous. It made Harry nervous though, as Draco's mouth moved lower. "Um, Malf- Dra- er, we're gonna be seen."
"I don't care."
"Well, um .. Gawd!!" Draco pulled Harry's jeans and boxers halfway down his hips and blew on his rock-hard erection. He took it into the warm cavern of his mouth, making Harry moan loudly. Harry clamped his hands over his mouth, muffling his noises.
Draco sucked hard, pulling Harry's rear off the wall with strong hands. Harry leaned his head back and growled deep in the back of his throat. Draco felt salty pre-cum trickle into his eager mouth. He raked his teeth down Harry's length; Harry bit down on his hand to keep from screaming. Draco softly toyed Harry's balls, sending the boy over the edge.
Draco greedily swallowed Harry's cum, lapping it up with pleasure. He bounced up and pressed himself to Harry, who was panting hard. He kissed him, letting Harry run his tongue all around in his mouth, savoring the intoxicating mix of Draco and himself. He leaned against the blonde's warm body comfortably. He was nearing a state of happy oblivion in Draco's arms and lips when a familiar voice called out.
"Harry?"
Hermione.
Draco kissed Harry hard one more time before flashing him a dirty, knowing grin and whispered "Meet me tonight in the Astronomy Tower. Late." He turned on his heels, leaving the dark alley. "I'll be waiting," he called behind him softly.
He saw Ron and Hermione at the table he had abducted Harry from. Ron held Harry's Quidditch book. "What're you doing here?" Ron asked Draco indignantly as the blonde emerged from the alleyway.
"It's a free country, Weasel."
Harry watched Draco's back turn the corner and shook his head back to reality. He pulled his pants up, zipping them quickly as Hermione called for him again. He walked out of the alley, straightening his shirt and flattening his hair.
"There you are!" Ron exclaimed. He scrunched his face up in confusion. "What were you and Malfoy doing"
Draco laughed quietly to himself as he heard Harry behind him stammer some excuse about a threat, pride, and a duel.
Until tonight, Harry. Until tonight.