This is the second part of Tell Me What You Want, and yes, Draco does tell
Harry what he wants.. :) Hope to have the next chapter up soon!
Thanks to Animebay-b (glad you like it!), PsychicOracle (hope you like this chapter as much!) and CaptHowdy (always glad to help an active imagination along...). As always, reviews and suggestions are appreciated.
This chapter is heavy slash, (even had to go into the forbidden word vault) so please don't read if it offends. But let's face it, would you be here if it did?
Having said that....Enjoy!
Chapter VI. Tell Me What You Want-Part II
Harry shivered as much from the words as the touch, wanting more.
"Tell me..." he moaned.
Draco pulled back long enough to look Harry in the eyes, his own half- lidded with lust.
"First, Mr.Potter," Draco whispered, "We dry off."
Draco reached behind him to shut off the water, then stepped out onto the soft mat. Holding a towel toward Harry, Draco let his eyes wander over the brunet's dripping body. Harry started to dry his arms before Draco reached out to stop him.
"No, " he stated. "My turn."
Harry looked perplexed for a moment, before realizing what the blond wanted him to do.
"I see," he smiled. "Much better idea."
Harry wrapped the towel around Draco's waist, pulling him toward him as he did so, close enough to crush Draco's mouth with his own. Slowly, he slid the towel up his back, across his firm shoulders and neck. Harry broke the kiss to bring the towel around to Draco's chest, letting his hands glide over the exposed skin, down to his stomach, his hips.
Draco moaned as Harry dropped to his knees to rub across Draco's legs, carefully and deliberatly avoiding more "delicate" areas, before sliding back up his lover's body, finding Draco's lips again as he finished tousling the blond's damp hair.
Draco ground his hips toward Harry, nearly ripping the towel from his hand to throw it onto the floor. The blood flow had shifted greatly, all thoughts of slowly toweling the stunning body in front of him gone. He'd have to return the favor at another time.
Draco assaulted Harry's mouth with his own, hands gliding over every inch of skin he could reach. Draco pushed Harry slowly toward the door, his mouth never leaving his, walking him backwards until Harry felt the side of the bed against the back of his legs. Draco pushed him onto the bed, lying on top of Harry as he continued kissing him fiercely. Finally Draco leaned back to address his lover, the words half whispered, half growled.
"I want to be inside you, Potter," he rasped. "I want to feel you around me. I want to fuck you senseless until you scream my name when you feel me cum inside you..."
Harry felt his entire body tremble at the words, his mouth open to speak, but no words could come out. Instead he responded with a deep moan as Draco leaned forward, kissing his neck softly before sucking with a desperate fervor. Harry felt Draco's hand slide between them, fingers gliding back and forth, preparing him for more to come. Draco leaned back to watch Harry's face as he slid himself inside, slowly, gritting his teeth to keep from losing it right then and there. Harry grabbed the sheets on either side, begging Draco for more. Draco pushed himself in completely, pausing for a moment to catch his breath before beginning a slow, deep grind. Harry covered his face with his hands, his own breathing short and ragged.
Draco leaned forward, dragging his mouth to Harry's. "Do you want more?" Draco teased.
"Yes,,," Harry moaned into his mouth, pushing himself toward the Slytherin."Don't stop...oh, please, don't stop.."
Draco smiled wickedly, and for a moment, Harry saw a flash of just what made Draco a Malfoy, and it turned him on even more.
"Oh, I have no intentions of stopping," Draco whispered, "your wish...is my pleasure..."
Harry cried out as Draco increased his movements, harder and faster until he was sure he was going to break apart from pure ecstasy. Draco shuddered as he felt himself losing control. "Harry...", he moaned, "Yes..., oh, yes..."
Harry wrapped himself around Draco, pulling him tightly to him as he came, nothing but his lover's name escaping his lips, over and over.
The two of them lay entwined on the now nearly-destroyed bed, soft kisses and caresses in stark contrast to the moments before. The last thing Harry thought before he drifted off to sleep was how lucky he was, he had Draco, and he had Ivy.
Life was finally perfect.
Ginny Weasley had finally succeded in convincing Ivy to take her bath and get ready for bed, even if it had taken quite a bit of bribing on her part.
She was cleaning up the bathroom when she noticed a small necklace lying on the floor. Ginny held it up to the light. "Ivy must have dropped this when she took her bath." She recognized it as the necklace Professor Dumbledore had made for Ivy before she was even born, a protection spell infused within.
Ginny tip-toed into the guest bedroom, intent on placing it back around the child's neck, but found her fast asleep. "I really don't want to wake her," Ginny thought. "Merlin knows how hard it is to get her back to sleep. She should be fine tonight without it. I'll keep it in my room and put it back on in the morning."
Slowly Ginny crept back out of the room and shut the door, unaware of the uninvited guest watching through the window....
End of Chapter VI.
Thanks to Animebay-b (glad you like it!), PsychicOracle (hope you like this chapter as much!) and CaptHowdy (always glad to help an active imagination along...). As always, reviews and suggestions are appreciated.
This chapter is heavy slash, (even had to go into the forbidden word vault) so please don't read if it offends. But let's face it, would you be here if it did?
Having said that....Enjoy!
Chapter VI. Tell Me What You Want-Part II
Harry shivered as much from the words as the touch, wanting more.
"Tell me..." he moaned.
Draco pulled back long enough to look Harry in the eyes, his own half- lidded with lust.
"First, Mr.Potter," Draco whispered, "We dry off."
Draco reached behind him to shut off the water, then stepped out onto the soft mat. Holding a towel toward Harry, Draco let his eyes wander over the brunet's dripping body. Harry started to dry his arms before Draco reached out to stop him.
"No, " he stated. "My turn."
Harry looked perplexed for a moment, before realizing what the blond wanted him to do.
"I see," he smiled. "Much better idea."
Harry wrapped the towel around Draco's waist, pulling him toward him as he did so, close enough to crush Draco's mouth with his own. Slowly, he slid the towel up his back, across his firm shoulders and neck. Harry broke the kiss to bring the towel around to Draco's chest, letting his hands glide over the exposed skin, down to his stomach, his hips.
Draco moaned as Harry dropped to his knees to rub across Draco's legs, carefully and deliberatly avoiding more "delicate" areas, before sliding back up his lover's body, finding Draco's lips again as he finished tousling the blond's damp hair.
Draco ground his hips toward Harry, nearly ripping the towel from his hand to throw it onto the floor. The blood flow had shifted greatly, all thoughts of slowly toweling the stunning body in front of him gone. He'd have to return the favor at another time.
Draco assaulted Harry's mouth with his own, hands gliding over every inch of skin he could reach. Draco pushed Harry slowly toward the door, his mouth never leaving his, walking him backwards until Harry felt the side of the bed against the back of his legs. Draco pushed him onto the bed, lying on top of Harry as he continued kissing him fiercely. Finally Draco leaned back to address his lover, the words half whispered, half growled.
"I want to be inside you, Potter," he rasped. "I want to feel you around me. I want to fuck you senseless until you scream my name when you feel me cum inside you..."
Harry felt his entire body tremble at the words, his mouth open to speak, but no words could come out. Instead he responded with a deep moan as Draco leaned forward, kissing his neck softly before sucking with a desperate fervor. Harry felt Draco's hand slide between them, fingers gliding back and forth, preparing him for more to come. Draco leaned back to watch Harry's face as he slid himself inside, slowly, gritting his teeth to keep from losing it right then and there. Harry grabbed the sheets on either side, begging Draco for more. Draco pushed himself in completely, pausing for a moment to catch his breath before beginning a slow, deep grind. Harry covered his face with his hands, his own breathing short and ragged.
Draco leaned forward, dragging his mouth to Harry's. "Do you want more?" Draco teased.
"Yes,,," Harry moaned into his mouth, pushing himself toward the Slytherin."Don't stop...oh, please, don't stop.."
Draco smiled wickedly, and for a moment, Harry saw a flash of just what made Draco a Malfoy, and it turned him on even more.
"Oh, I have no intentions of stopping," Draco whispered, "your wish...is my pleasure..."
Harry cried out as Draco increased his movements, harder and faster until he was sure he was going to break apart from pure ecstasy. Draco shuddered as he felt himself losing control. "Harry...", he moaned, "Yes..., oh, yes..."
Harry wrapped himself around Draco, pulling him tightly to him as he came, nothing but his lover's name escaping his lips, over and over.
The two of them lay entwined on the now nearly-destroyed bed, soft kisses and caresses in stark contrast to the moments before. The last thing Harry thought before he drifted off to sleep was how lucky he was, he had Draco, and he had Ivy.
Life was finally perfect.
Ginny Weasley had finally succeded in convincing Ivy to take her bath and get ready for bed, even if it had taken quite a bit of bribing on her part.
She was cleaning up the bathroom when she noticed a small necklace lying on the floor. Ginny held it up to the light. "Ivy must have dropped this when she took her bath." She recognized it as the necklace Professor Dumbledore had made for Ivy before she was even born, a protection spell infused within.
Ginny tip-toed into the guest bedroom, intent on placing it back around the child's neck, but found her fast asleep. "I really don't want to wake her," Ginny thought. "Merlin knows how hard it is to get her back to sleep. She should be fine tonight without it. I'll keep it in my room and put it back on in the morning."
Slowly Ginny crept back out of the room and shut the door, unaware of the uninvited guest watching through the window....
End of Chapter VI.