WARNING: This chapter contains hints of sexual activity. Of the oral variety. Between two males. Find that squicky? Leave. Like it? Read and review meh!
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Draco tried rolling left. Draco tried rolling right. Draco tried sitting up. Draco couldn't move. He couldn't move left because Potter was on his left. he couldn't move right because Potter's arm was holding him tight. He couldn't sit up because Potter was half-laying on him. Not at all uncomfortable, just... interesting.
:Wait. Why is Potter in my bed?: He thought. :Oh, yes... the kiss. Oh, shit.: He looked down to see a nice little...er... tent in the sheets.
Damn. He wouldn't last long like this, Potter's warm body pressed so nicely- AGH! :stop it, Draco, you'll cause lots of -messy- questions when Potter wakes up...: He eased back down into Potter's arms, sighing delightedly at it all. He had kissed Potter, told Potter how he felt, and slept with Potter. Well, not SLEPT, but... you know what he meant.
He lay like that until the sun started to peek through his gawdy curtains, and then Potter woke up. He looked bewildered for a second, then settled back down.
'Potter, where are your glasses?'
'What glasses?' He asked groggily, snuggling against Draco's body oh-so-enticingly.
'The horrid ones you used to wear that made you look like a nerf.'
'Malfoy, a nerf is a squishy sportsball. A nerd, possibly, is what you were going for?' Potter said in a superior tone. Draco snorted.
'Just testing you.' He said lamely and Potter chuckled.
'Test this.' Potter leaned up and captured Draco's lips in a tantalizingly small kiss, but big enough for him to want a lot more. When they broke apart, Draco furrowed his brow.
'What was I testing?' He asked, running his fingers through Potter's raven locks.
'My morning breath.' He answered, sitting up. He stretched his arms, and Draco watched the muscles flex in Potter's biceps, triceps, abs, pecs... wait. How could he see all this? POTTER'S SHIRT WAS OFF.
'Where'd your shirt go?' They both looked around and finally saw that teddy could no longer be seen. He was draped with Potter's grey sweater, hiding him from view. 'Oh.'
'When did that happen?'
And Draco remembered... halfway through the night, the sweater was rubbing against his skin a bit too much, so he carefully removed it. After all, it was only fair. Draco wasn't wearing a shirt, so Potter had free view of his torso, even if most of it was tightly wrapped in gauze. He looked up at the ceiling, pretending he hadn't heard the question. 'Hmm...?' Potter placed both hands on the sides of Draco's face, grinning slightly, his eyebrows raised.
'Malfoy, did you spend all night undressing me? Because I also remember falling asleep with my trousers on as well.'
Draco couldn't help it that the jeans made an awful racket whenever Potter moved! So he'd taken those off for him as well; then, out of curtesy, took off his pyjama bottoms, leaving them both in their boxers... Draco's being painfully tight at the moment...
'Eh, I think I threw them over there.' Draco muttered, pointing to the left side of the bed. Sure enough, Potter's jeans were lying in a pile , halfway up against a little chest of drawers. Potter laughed, then smirked.
'Let's see what clothing YOU have on, then. I don't want to be in the minority...' He lifted the sheets and Draco quickly turned onto his belly, gasping in pain for two reasons this time. 'Damn. I wanted to get to remove something. Are you all right?'
'Fine.' Draco croaked, trying hard not to feel Potter's fingers slide up and down his back.-
Harry didn't know if he should say what he was really thinking at the moment. : I want to jump his delicate little body so bad...: No. Definitely not.
'Erm... Malfoy... can I ask you a question?'
'Yes.' Came the muffled reply.
'Would you think I would be wrong in saying that I'm finding you very attractive at the moment?' He gulped, wishing he hadn't just said that.
'Potter, I don't give a damn as long as we make good time.'
'Huh?' Malfoy sat up and smirked, then pulled him in for a kiss.
'Just be gentle.' He murmured against Harry's ear. Harry shivered and allowed Malfoy to lay down on his back. He then shimmied down under the covers, almost shaking with anticipation. He'd only given one of what he was about to do, and wasn't sure what he was supposed to. He decided to just do what he felt was right.
He just had to get the boxers off first. He hooked his thumbs under the elastic, then pulled down slowly, noticing the faint bruises on Malfoy's abdomen and hips, along with some on his thighs as well. They were everywhere, but nothing could distract him from what he saw next. There, in all its beauty, was Malfoy's-
'Gods, Potter, don't tease me like this. I've waited 10 years for this!' :ten years?: He'd ask later.
He lowered his mouth carefully, his tongue doing the work at first. He felt hands slowly push his head down...
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Draco was writhing in the bedclothes.
'Potter, where did you learn this?!' He shuddered as Potter moaned, the vibrations causing electric chills to travel upwards. He bucked his hips, and was so close-
'Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!'
'Mr. Malfoy? Are you awake?'
Potter was in the process of cleaning Draco up down there when he promptly, obviously startled, fell out from under the bedsheets onto the floor with an 'oomf!'
A young mediwitch came in and smiled. 'Mr. Malfoy? Are you feeling all right? You look flushed!' :That's because I was just experiencing why Potter must be MINE and only MINE, you cow.: Draco thought, looking down to see Potter sitting on the floor, smiling sheepishly. Draco threw a comforter over him, heard a whispered, 'Thanks.' and turned back to the medi-witch.
'I feel fine. Can you come back in a bit? I'll be just a minute.'
'All right!' The medi-witch shut the door, and Draco reached down and grabbed Potter, pulling him into a rough kiss. A few seconds later, he pulled back and grinned broadly.
'Where. the fuck. did you learn that?' He asked, amazed.
'Would you believe me if I said I just did what I felt?' Potter asked, walking over to retrieve his clothing. Draco watched as he slid his trousers on and walked to grab his sweater, pulling that over his head, then sitting down in the chair by the bed.
'No. That was crazy. I-wow. You can bet that you aren't going anywhere for a LONG time. Ever. ' Draco said, coming quite close to muttering the phrase that would seal it all. -
Harry smiled, understanding what that meant in Malfoy speech. The medi-witch walked back in after knocking.
'And who are you? Where did you come from?' She asked. Harry nervously flattened his hair.
'Er... I'm Harry Potter, and I was... in the bathroom. Nice to meet you!' He said, trying to look as innocent as possible.
'How am I going to take care of you, Harry?' Malfoy asked, and Harry could hear the strange word 'Harry' roll off his tongue.
'Oh, wait til later, Draco, and we can do anything you want.' Evil grins passed between the two, right over the head of the medi-witch, who would later discover that Draco wasn't wearing anything under the sheets.
Oops.
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A/n: Shoot me for this chapter. I am thoroughly embarassed with this slight bit of smut. I only wrote it because Draco's a horny man and it made him (although codedly- is that a word? It is now-) admit that he loves Harry.
I'm also pretty sure I know how to get italics, underlining, and boldface to show! Yippee! If not, DAMNIT.
Anyway, thanks for all my reviews! I love you guys!
kendra1117-
Well, here was a taste of smuttiness. Although I think it was horrid. Tell me what you thought!
Weasley Wonders
I'm glad that you are finding this funny. It started out as angst, but then I started making Draco a little messed up, and I decided to put it under humor and romance. Thanks for the thoughts on my boyfriend. They were very nice. Hope you liked this chapter!
mr. hyde- I couldn't think of a plausible reason for Draco to get hurt in the hospital! So I figured him getting hurt in the shower would work, since I'm kind of making him out to be a bit CRAZY. Heh heh heh. Thanks for the review! I hope you enjoyed chapter 5!
Catesith18-
Catie, you make me so happy. :::hugs::: thanks for prodding me to write this.
Duddits-
of course I mentioned you! I appreciated your review! now reviewS! Teehee. I hope you liked this chapter as much as the others. I personally don't like it as much. But maybe it's because I'm so ashamed of the tad bit of smuttiness... who knows?
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Draco tried rolling left. Draco tried rolling right. Draco tried sitting up. Draco couldn't move. He couldn't move left because Potter was on his left. he couldn't move right because Potter's arm was holding him tight. He couldn't sit up because Potter was half-laying on him. Not at all uncomfortable, just... interesting.
:Wait. Why is Potter in my bed?: He thought. :Oh, yes... the kiss. Oh, shit.: He looked down to see a nice little...er... tent in the sheets.
Damn. He wouldn't last long like this, Potter's warm body pressed so nicely- AGH! :stop it, Draco, you'll cause lots of -messy- questions when Potter wakes up...: He eased back down into Potter's arms, sighing delightedly at it all. He had kissed Potter, told Potter how he felt, and slept with Potter. Well, not SLEPT, but... you know what he meant.
He lay like that until the sun started to peek through his gawdy curtains, and then Potter woke up. He looked bewildered for a second, then settled back down.
'Potter, where are your glasses?'
'What glasses?' He asked groggily, snuggling against Draco's body oh-so-enticingly.
'The horrid ones you used to wear that made you look like a nerf.'
'Malfoy, a nerf is a squishy sportsball. A nerd, possibly, is what you were going for?' Potter said in a superior tone. Draco snorted.
'Just testing you.' He said lamely and Potter chuckled.
'Test this.' Potter leaned up and captured Draco's lips in a tantalizingly small kiss, but big enough for him to want a lot more. When they broke apart, Draco furrowed his brow.
'What was I testing?' He asked, running his fingers through Potter's raven locks.
'My morning breath.' He answered, sitting up. He stretched his arms, and Draco watched the muscles flex in Potter's biceps, triceps, abs, pecs... wait. How could he see all this? POTTER'S SHIRT WAS OFF.
'Where'd your shirt go?' They both looked around and finally saw that teddy could no longer be seen. He was draped with Potter's grey sweater, hiding him from view. 'Oh.'
'When did that happen?'
And Draco remembered... halfway through the night, the sweater was rubbing against his skin a bit too much, so he carefully removed it. After all, it was only fair. Draco wasn't wearing a shirt, so Potter had free view of his torso, even if most of it was tightly wrapped in gauze. He looked up at the ceiling, pretending he hadn't heard the question. 'Hmm...?' Potter placed both hands on the sides of Draco's face, grinning slightly, his eyebrows raised.
'Malfoy, did you spend all night undressing me? Because I also remember falling asleep with my trousers on as well.'
Draco couldn't help it that the jeans made an awful racket whenever Potter moved! So he'd taken those off for him as well; then, out of curtesy, took off his pyjama bottoms, leaving them both in their boxers... Draco's being painfully tight at the moment...
'Eh, I think I threw them over there.' Draco muttered, pointing to the left side of the bed. Sure enough, Potter's jeans were lying in a pile , halfway up against a little chest of drawers. Potter laughed, then smirked.
'Let's see what clothing YOU have on, then. I don't want to be in the minority...' He lifted the sheets and Draco quickly turned onto his belly, gasping in pain for two reasons this time. 'Damn. I wanted to get to remove something. Are you all right?'
'Fine.' Draco croaked, trying hard not to feel Potter's fingers slide up and down his back.-
Harry didn't know if he should say what he was really thinking at the moment. : I want to jump his delicate little body so bad...: No. Definitely not.
'Erm... Malfoy... can I ask you a question?'
'Yes.' Came the muffled reply.
'Would you think I would be wrong in saying that I'm finding you very attractive at the moment?' He gulped, wishing he hadn't just said that.
'Potter, I don't give a damn as long as we make good time.'
'Huh?' Malfoy sat up and smirked, then pulled him in for a kiss.
'Just be gentle.' He murmured against Harry's ear. Harry shivered and allowed Malfoy to lay down on his back. He then shimmied down under the covers, almost shaking with anticipation. He'd only given one of what he was about to do, and wasn't sure what he was supposed to. He decided to just do what he felt was right.
He just had to get the boxers off first. He hooked his thumbs under the elastic, then pulled down slowly, noticing the faint bruises on Malfoy's abdomen and hips, along with some on his thighs as well. They were everywhere, but nothing could distract him from what he saw next. There, in all its beauty, was Malfoy's-
'Gods, Potter, don't tease me like this. I've waited 10 years for this!' :ten years?: He'd ask later.
He lowered his mouth carefully, his tongue doing the work at first. He felt hands slowly push his head down...
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Draco was writhing in the bedclothes.
'Potter, where did you learn this?!' He shuddered as Potter moaned, the vibrations causing electric chills to travel upwards. He bucked his hips, and was so close-
'Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!'
'Mr. Malfoy? Are you awake?'
Potter was in the process of cleaning Draco up down there when he promptly, obviously startled, fell out from under the bedsheets onto the floor with an 'oomf!'
A young mediwitch came in and smiled. 'Mr. Malfoy? Are you feeling all right? You look flushed!' :That's because I was just experiencing why Potter must be MINE and only MINE, you cow.: Draco thought, looking down to see Potter sitting on the floor, smiling sheepishly. Draco threw a comforter over him, heard a whispered, 'Thanks.' and turned back to the medi-witch.
'I feel fine. Can you come back in a bit? I'll be just a minute.'
'All right!' The medi-witch shut the door, and Draco reached down and grabbed Potter, pulling him into a rough kiss. A few seconds later, he pulled back and grinned broadly.
'Where. the fuck. did you learn that?' He asked, amazed.
'Would you believe me if I said I just did what I felt?' Potter asked, walking over to retrieve his clothing. Draco watched as he slid his trousers on and walked to grab his sweater, pulling that over his head, then sitting down in the chair by the bed.
'No. That was crazy. I-wow. You can bet that you aren't going anywhere for a LONG time. Ever. ' Draco said, coming quite close to muttering the phrase that would seal it all. -
Harry smiled, understanding what that meant in Malfoy speech. The medi-witch walked back in after knocking.
'And who are you? Where did you come from?' She asked. Harry nervously flattened his hair.
'Er... I'm Harry Potter, and I was... in the bathroom. Nice to meet you!' He said, trying to look as innocent as possible.
'How am I going to take care of you, Harry?' Malfoy asked, and Harry could hear the strange word 'Harry' roll off his tongue.
'Oh, wait til later, Draco, and we can do anything you want.' Evil grins passed between the two, right over the head of the medi-witch, who would later discover that Draco wasn't wearing anything under the sheets.
Oops.
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A/n: Shoot me for this chapter. I am thoroughly embarassed with this slight bit of smut. I only wrote it because Draco's a horny man and it made him (although codedly- is that a word? It is now-) admit that he loves Harry.
I'm also pretty sure I know how to get italics, underlining, and boldface to show! Yippee! If not, DAMNIT.
Anyway, thanks for all my reviews! I love you guys!
kendra1117-
Well, here was a taste of smuttiness. Although I think it was horrid. Tell me what you thought!
Weasley Wonders
I'm glad that you are finding this funny. It started out as angst, but then I started making Draco a little messed up, and I decided to put it under humor and romance. Thanks for the thoughts on my boyfriend. They were very nice. Hope you liked this chapter!
mr. hyde- I couldn't think of a plausible reason for Draco to get hurt in the hospital! So I figured him getting hurt in the shower would work, since I'm kind of making him out to be a bit CRAZY. Heh heh heh. Thanks for the review! I hope you enjoyed chapter 5!
Catesith18-
Catie, you make me so happy. :::hugs::: thanks for prodding me to write this.
Duddits-
of course I mentioned you! I appreciated your review! now reviewS! Teehee. I hope you liked this chapter as much as the others. I personally don't like it as much. But maybe it's because I'm so ashamed of the tad bit of smuttiness... who knows?