Warning: Just look in the previous chapters. Oh, and light BDSM. Light, as in kinky, not painful.
A/N: I was told to make a longer chapter. And I so like to make little tiny ones.
Hiding
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Before I fall into a pleasure induced coma, I think I need to review what happened here tonight. I stole my way into Harry Potter's bed, waited for him to come back to Quidditch by hiding under his Invisiblity Cloak, and then began to snog the life out of him because I realized I love him.
Something is wrong here. Isn't there a Malfoy Code of Ethics against this very behavior.
Code #545 - Thou shall not fall for a Potter, for a Potter is pure of heart and pure of soul.
Damn the Malfoy Code of Ethics. Just because Father dearest couldn't get his hands on some seriously delicious Potter skin doesn't mean that he can take it all away from me.
I worked very hard to touch this skin, and kiss this mouth. To give it up because of a fallen horny encounter of my father's would be against the New and Improved Draco Code of Ethics.
Code #1: Thou shall snog, touch, possess, and otherwise make it publicly known that one Harry James Potter belongs in the area of one Draco Malfoy.
I like that Code. I think I'll put that code to use.
What the hell? Harry's going dominant.
"Break out bondage baby, because I want you to ride me all night long."
Where did that come from? Why is Harry smiling? Why is Harry reaching under his bed? Why am I getting hornier?
Can I even get hornier?
Well, since Harry seems to have a stash of kinky gadgets under his bed, I vote yes.
Fuck yes.
"Draco. I've been waiting to tell you this. I've wanted to feel your skin under mine. I've wanted to feel you near me without shrinking in disgust."
Harry can be so stupid at times. But I did very well tried my best to get his attention. I had an effect on him. I turned Harry Potter gay!
Bloody son of a veela. I'm going to be castrated for that. At least I'll be able to use that part of me before they hex it away.
Harry put away the toys. He then looked at me with a slight blush on his face.
Harry was nervously playing with my hair again. I think I need to speak. Kissing him would only think I'm only here to shag him. As opposed to originally coming here to tell him I hate him.
"Harry, I know exactly what you mean."
I thank all the Higher Powers That Be that I was drilled in how be extremely articulate even in the worst situations.
"Harry dearest. What do you want to do now?"
I'm hoping for more kissing. Maybe even removal of these tight boxers. My sexy black silk boxers. Which, unfortunately, do not stretch when my more expressive areas show an interest in the world.
"Can I fall asleep with you here? I don't think I could handle any more than that tonight."
And I'm only spooning Harry because he asked. Because he's mine. I shall cuddle, snuggle, hug, kiss, touch, and pet him whenever I want. Because no matter what, I want to make Harry happy. Because making Harry happy makes me happy. And when I'm happy, people go on with their day.
And we do not want to see what happens when I am not happy.
I don't think I want to muse to myself about this new revelation. The more I think about it, the more I think I should have been anywhere other than Slytherin.
Harry loves me. I love him. We are spooning in the middle of a Gryffindor dormitory.
Well, at least we know we don't have to add variety in our lives.
===== [end of chapter] =====
A/N: I honestly do not know how long my chapters are until I finish said chapter.
And thanks to:
Hermione Bullstrode [you reviewed all three chapters. Thanks!!!]
Maia-Eala
Inylan
Fantasy101
Al
sennia35 [thanks for both your reviews]
LyndzyKaitlyn
Cam
Starting Anew
redfishy
Sketchy Cannabis
Any comments/suggestions please put them in a review!
A/N: I was told to make a longer chapter. And I so like to make little tiny ones.
Hiding
==========
Before I fall into a pleasure induced coma, I think I need to review what happened here tonight. I stole my way into Harry Potter's bed, waited for him to come back to Quidditch by hiding under his Invisiblity Cloak, and then began to snog the life out of him because I realized I love him.
Something is wrong here. Isn't there a Malfoy Code of Ethics against this very behavior.
Code #545 - Thou shall not fall for a Potter, for a Potter is pure of heart and pure of soul.
Damn the Malfoy Code of Ethics. Just because Father dearest couldn't get his hands on some seriously delicious Potter skin doesn't mean that he can take it all away from me.
I worked very hard to touch this skin, and kiss this mouth. To give it up because of a fallen horny encounter of my father's would be against the New and Improved Draco Code of Ethics.
Code #1: Thou shall snog, touch, possess, and otherwise make it publicly known that one Harry James Potter belongs in the area of one Draco Malfoy.
I like that Code. I think I'll put that code to use.
What the hell? Harry's going dominant.
"Break out bondage baby, because I want you to ride me all night long."
Where did that come from? Why is Harry smiling? Why is Harry reaching under his bed? Why am I getting hornier?
Can I even get hornier?
Well, since Harry seems to have a stash of kinky gadgets under his bed, I vote yes.
Fuck yes.
"Draco. I've been waiting to tell you this. I've wanted to feel your skin under mine. I've wanted to feel you near me without shrinking in disgust."
Harry can be so stupid at times. But I did very well tried my best to get his attention. I had an effect on him. I turned Harry Potter gay!
Bloody son of a veela. I'm going to be castrated for that. At least I'll be able to use that part of me before they hex it away.
Harry put away the toys. He then looked at me with a slight blush on his face.
Harry was nervously playing with my hair again. I think I need to speak. Kissing him would only think I'm only here to shag him. As opposed to originally coming here to tell him I hate him.
"Harry, I know exactly what you mean."
I thank all the Higher Powers That Be that I was drilled in how be extremely articulate even in the worst situations.
"Harry dearest. What do you want to do now?"
I'm hoping for more kissing. Maybe even removal of these tight boxers. My sexy black silk boxers. Which, unfortunately, do not stretch when my more expressive areas show an interest in the world.
"Can I fall asleep with you here? I don't think I could handle any more than that tonight."
And I'm only spooning Harry because he asked. Because he's mine. I shall cuddle, snuggle, hug, kiss, touch, and pet him whenever I want. Because no matter what, I want to make Harry happy. Because making Harry happy makes me happy. And when I'm happy, people go on with their day.
And we do not want to see what happens when I am not happy.
I don't think I want to muse to myself about this new revelation. The more I think about it, the more I think I should have been anywhere other than Slytherin.
Harry loves me. I love him. We are spooning in the middle of a Gryffindor dormitory.
Well, at least we know we don't have to add variety in our lives.
===== [end of chapter] =====
A/N: I honestly do not know how long my chapters are until I finish said chapter.
And thanks to:
Hermione Bullstrode [you reviewed all three chapters. Thanks!!!]
Maia-Eala
Inylan
Fantasy101
Al
sennia35 [thanks for both your reviews]
LyndzyKaitlyn
Cam
Starting Anew
redfishy
Sketchy Cannabis
Any comments/suggestions please put them in a review!