Muggle Relations
Summary: Dumbledore has planned an excursion for the seventh years to improve Muggle/Wizard Relations. Results: Multiple Pairings
Warning: this is the result of three hours filled with pizza, coke, Orange Bacardi Breezers (sadly all that was available) and one computer.
Warning Update!!!! We have now found the Cruisers, now officially VERY happy (wink wink, nudge nudge!), not to mention the Ruski's. Mmmmmmm!!! (SNM Almost as nummy as Orli! . . . Almost being the opportune word! Ahem . . . sorry . . .) Even better is we've just had a little look at PotC DVD . . . wow, I mean wow! Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom . . . could you get any better! Again . . . sorry . . .
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This chapter is full of slashy goodness for all you fans out there (audience: aaaawwwww thanx most-fabulous-writers-ever-to-walk-this-earth!)
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bek: why thankyou kindly! We have written more!
zen kitten: Ummmmm, thhhaannkssss, don't know about that 'hug' thing . . . meh! Who cares! Hugs are cool!! Hugs back!
smilie:-)chick: oh believe me, more is a-cuming! (Pun intended! ;-P)
Craw/Brad: we like whoever with whoever (esp when it is implied! Not necessarily graphic!). More has arrived!
silent-sounds: you have received more, and WELCOME TO THE INSANE REALM THAT IS TWO DERANGED PENGUINS. Let us now tell you that there is no refunds for 'Change of Mind', you are here, you can not leave . . . MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA! Sorry, haven't taken my pills this morning!
HC: Duh! We like it too! That's why we write more for your convenience!
Well, enough yabbering on, ON WITH THE CHAPTER OF SLASHY GOODNESS!
Rating: R (duh!)
Disclaimer: you'd think we own them by the way we use them, but alas we do not (much tears are shed), buuut, it doesn't stop us from having fun! (rubs hands together, cackling evilly).
Chapter 9 – Their Last Night Together
Luckily the sounds of music from the 'Hug Club' next door, drowned out anything resembling something erotic, and so, Harry was pretty calm for the minute. Keyword being 'MINUTE'. He had gone into the denial stage of shock, and therefore believed the morning's episode to be merely a figment of his imagination. Draco smiled at this. It worked in his favour.
"Love, you alright now?" Draco looked down to the bundle in his arms.
"Yeah, sure Drake. Why wouldn't I be?"
"That's alright then! You hungry?? Wanna get room service?" Draco smirked as Harry seemed to perk up to the idea.
"Room service sounds good. What are we getting?"
"I was thinking Chocolate and ice cream. Do you want to add to that order?"
"Whipped cream? In a can?" Harry asked innocently, but he had a twinkle to his eye that Draco was wary of.
"Canned whipped cream it is!" Draco looked down at him for a moment longer then leant over and picked up the telephone receiver and dialled zero.
"Room Service. How can I help you?" a cheerful if not tired voice answered the phone.
"Go pussy cat go!!!" a male voice in the background was heard to groan out, "Faster!"
"Professor McGonagall? Is that you?"
Silence.
"Ahhhh, no this is ahhhhhh. . . . . . . Sarah. Can I take your order?"
"Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh...... Can we have some ice cream, chocolate and a can of whipped cream sent up please?"
"MR MALFOY!!!!! Ahhh.....Sure. There'll be a five minute wait on that. But it will be brought up shortly. Is that all? Good thankyou!!! Good afternoon!!" the receiver went dead.
Draco looked at the receiver in his hand in complete confusion. Shaking his head, he put it back on the bedside table and cuddled up with Harry again to await their order.
Ten minutes later, a very ruffled young man knocked at their door. He looked familiar, in a strange sense, but he wore sunglasses and spoke with his head down, a hotel hat covering most of his red hair.
"Your order, sir."
"Ron? Draco! Who's at the door?" Harry thought he recognised the voice at the door.
"Shite," the red haired man mumbled, his ears turning red too, "Ahhh, my name's, ahhh, Neville. Yeah, that's it, Neville. BYE!" the 'hotel worker' bolted down the corridor and impatiently pushed the elevator button.
Draco just stared down the corridor. Shaking his head for the umpteenth time that day, he closed the door, "Here we go, baby. Chocolate," he held up the items in turn, "and the Ice cream. And as you requested, one can of Whipped cream," Draco smirked as he jumped onto the bed with Harry and the food items and proceeded to kiss Harry into the bed. Harry opened the blankets he'd been thoroughly wrapped up in and Draco jumped into the warmth provided by the Boy Who Lived.
"Who's being a naughty boy!" Draco mock glared as he rubbed himself against the now naked Harry Potter, "You were planning this, weren't you."
"And you weren't?" Harry rolled them over so that he was on top and proceeded to strip him. Straddling the blonde, he took control of the situation to leave Draco panting at Harry's ministrations.
Suddenly Draco heard a sound he wasn't familiar with. Opening his eyes he saw Harry with the can in hand, "Close your eyes, Drake." Harry smirked as he kissed him again.
"FUCK Harry, that's bloody cold," Draco's muffled yell echoed in the room as he felt something being sprayed onto his chest.
"Well, its best when it's cold," Harry's voice answered.
Draco giggled. But that was something Malfoy's did NOT do. Lucky daddy dear wasn't there. He was going the right way for a smacked bottom. Not that Harry would mind taking over that responsibility.
And take over he did, as he started to lick the cream off him, paying extra attention to his nipples. Draco moaned as his hands made their way into Harry's hair, holding the Raven Haired man's head to his chest in the hopes of prolonging the sensations that the Gryffindor was evoking.
Once he'd cleaned the blonde's chest, he moved back up to languidly kiss Draco, allowing him to taste the cream. Draco continued to moan as Harry drew back and filled Draco's mouth with the cream, before leaving a trail of the whipped cream across his chest, down his stomach, in and around his belly button and down to his groin.
Putting the can aside, Harry again made his way around Draco's body as he cleaned all the cream off him. Draco shivered as the cold whipped cream was slowly removed by Harry's oh so warm mouth and tongue. The blonde whimpered as the torture built, Harry avoiding the one place he wanted to be 'cleaned' of the whipped cream.
He was straining off the bed when Harry finally took a small lick at the cream off his cock. The Gryffindor had to hold his hips down so that he could continue to clean Draco, his tongue taking small swipes before his mouth full enclosed the head.
"Please!" Draco gritted out, begging.
Harry laughed quietly as he released the head again, and proceeded to lick Draco's cock and his balls. Draco growled as his hands clenched the blankets Harry was previously wrapped up in, chest heaving as he panted heavily.
"Harry?" Draco sounded pained as he pleaded again.
Harry looked up with a grin on his face, "You've got no stamina today do you," Harry leaned up and gave Draco a quick kiss to the mouth before returning to the cock and he filled his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it, already tasting a lot of pre-cum before he swallowed all of Draco, who moaned so loudly it could probably be heard next door at the 'Hug Club'.
Harry sucked hard, a moan reverberating from his chest up to his throat and through Draco. The blonde only lasted seconds before he came hard down Harry's throat, tanned hands holding the pale hips down to stop Draco from bucking up too much.
"Oh, Merlin, Harry," Draco groaned as he kept coming down Harry's throat. Eventually Harry had to come up for air as a bit of Draco's cum trickled down his chin. A moment later, Draco collapsed back onto the bed, thoroughly spent as he gasped for breath.
"Feel better after that?" Harry panted as he straddled Draco, his hands running up and down Draco's chest, stomach and sides.
Draco settled with a glare as he panted heavily, unable to talk for the moment as he collapsed back with his eyes closed. Harry giggled as placed odd kisses all over Draco's torso and neck, his hands never stopping.
"That was almost painful," Draco sounded husky as he finally spoke, "But Merlin was that amazing," he smirked up at the Gryffindor.
Harry smirked in victory as he claimed Draco's mouth again, instantly being granted access as his tongue entered the Slytherin's mouth. Draco pulled Harry's body closer to his own as Harry stretched out between Draco's legs; arms supporting Harry as they continued snogging passionately, and Draco held Harry's arse, grinding them together.
Draco drew his knees up and wrapped his legs around Harry's waist as the dark haired man was being ground almost into Draco's arse. Moaning, Harry's hand searched out the can again and eventually he found it as he brought it between them somehow managing to spray some on Draco's tight opening as Harry slid a finger in. And still the seventh years heavily snogged as Harry continued sliding his finger in and out before adding another, then one more. Retrieving the can again, he put whipped cream at Draco's opening before ditching the can elsewhere and slowly slid into the Slytherin.
They moaned loudly together as Harry set up a slow rhythm, grinding into Draco as deep as he could whilst they continuing to kiss passionately. Soon, they had to stop kissing otherwise they'd probably pass out, and so settled on panting into each other's necks and stealing random kisses. By this time their bodies were slick with sweat from the exertion as Draco clutched Harry, his nails digging into Harry's back and arse as he was drilled into the bed.
"Oh. Merlin. Harry," Draco said between strokes as each time Harry pushed into him, he nearly lost all though; his eyes tightly closed in pleasure. His eyes weren't the only body part that closed tightly in pleasure. As Harry pounded into Draco, hitting that little bundle of nerves, Draco's muscles clenched around Harry's throbbing member as he was thrown into ecstasy, Harry following him right after.
And end chapter!
Done and Done! Don't worry, there's another chapter to go! We've already established the final sentences! Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh!
Here endeth our rant!
Now review!
You have been told!!!!!!!!
Summary: Dumbledore has planned an excursion for the seventh years to improve Muggle/Wizard Relations. Results: Multiple Pairings
Warning: this is the result of three hours filled with pizza, coke, Orange Bacardi Breezers (sadly all that was available) and one computer.
Warning Update!!!! We have now found the Cruisers, now officially VERY happy (wink wink, nudge nudge!), not to mention the Ruski's. Mmmmmmm!!! (SNM Almost as nummy as Orli! . . . Almost being the opportune word! Ahem . . . sorry . . .) Even better is we've just had a little look at PotC DVD . . . wow, I mean wow! Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom . . . could you get any better! Again . . . sorry . . .
Everyone say 'Hi' to ESP
(Everyone: Hi ESP!)
ESP: morning avid reviewers!!!!! I bet ur all pissed off something chronic about us not updating!!!
SNM: YES! We hang our heads in shame, after all we did promise not to make you wait for such a long time before we updated.
THAT'S WHY (drum roll . . . . . . . .) Dun du du dun dun dun!!!!!!
This chapter is full of slashy goodness for all you fans out there (audience: aaaawwwww thanx most-fabulous-writers-ever-to-walk-this-earth!)
Blushes Aw shukz! But we couldn't take all the credit without those whom inspired our collected works! There are too many to list!!!
ANYWAYS! THE REVIEWS!!!!!!
henriette: More H/D is on the way!
bek: why thankyou kindly! We have written more!
zen kitten: Ummmmm, thhhaannkssss, don't know about that 'hug' thing . . . meh! Who cares! Hugs are cool!! Hugs back!
smilie:-)chick: oh believe me, more is a-cuming! (Pun intended! ;-P)
Craw/Brad: we like whoever with whoever (esp when it is implied! Not necessarily graphic!). More has arrived!
silent-sounds: you have received more, and WELCOME TO THE INSANE REALM THAT IS TWO DERANGED PENGUINS. Let us now tell you that there is no refunds for 'Change of Mind', you are here, you can not leave . . . MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA! Sorry, haven't taken my pills this morning!
HC: Duh! We like it too! That's why we write more for your convenience!
Well, enough yabbering on, ON WITH THE CHAPTER OF SLASHY GOODNESS!
Rating: R (duh!)
Disclaimer: you'd think we own them by the way we use them, but alas we do not (much tears are shed), buuut, it doesn't stop us from having fun! (rubs hands together, cackling evilly).
Chapter 9 – Their Last Night Together
Luckily the sounds of music from the 'Hug Club' next door, drowned out anything resembling something erotic, and so, Harry was pretty calm for the minute. Keyword being 'MINUTE'. He had gone into the denial stage of shock, and therefore believed the morning's episode to be merely a figment of his imagination. Draco smiled at this. It worked in his favour.
"Love, you alright now?" Draco looked down to the bundle in his arms.
"Yeah, sure Drake. Why wouldn't I be?"
"That's alright then! You hungry?? Wanna get room service?" Draco smirked as Harry seemed to perk up to the idea.
"Room service sounds good. What are we getting?"
"I was thinking Chocolate and ice cream. Do you want to add to that order?"
"Whipped cream? In a can?" Harry asked innocently, but he had a twinkle to his eye that Draco was wary of.
"Canned whipped cream it is!" Draco looked down at him for a moment longer then leant over and picked up the telephone receiver and dialled zero.
"Room Service. How can I help you?" a cheerful if not tired voice answered the phone.
"Go pussy cat go!!!" a male voice in the background was heard to groan out, "Faster!"
"Professor McGonagall? Is that you?"
Silence.
"Ahhhh, no this is ahhhhhh. . . . . . . Sarah. Can I take your order?"
"Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh...... Can we have some ice cream, chocolate and a can of whipped cream sent up please?"
"MR MALFOY!!!!! Ahhh.....Sure. There'll be a five minute wait on that. But it will be brought up shortly. Is that all? Good thankyou!!! Good afternoon!!" the receiver went dead.
Draco looked at the receiver in his hand in complete confusion. Shaking his head, he put it back on the bedside table and cuddled up with Harry again to await their order.
Ten minutes later, a very ruffled young man knocked at their door. He looked familiar, in a strange sense, but he wore sunglasses and spoke with his head down, a hotel hat covering most of his red hair.
"Your order, sir."
"Ron? Draco! Who's at the door?" Harry thought he recognised the voice at the door.
"Shite," the red haired man mumbled, his ears turning red too, "Ahhh, my name's, ahhh, Neville. Yeah, that's it, Neville. BYE!" the 'hotel worker' bolted down the corridor and impatiently pushed the elevator button.
Draco just stared down the corridor. Shaking his head for the umpteenth time that day, he closed the door, "Here we go, baby. Chocolate," he held up the items in turn, "and the Ice cream. And as you requested, one can of Whipped cream," Draco smirked as he jumped onto the bed with Harry and the food items and proceeded to kiss Harry into the bed. Harry opened the blankets he'd been thoroughly wrapped up in and Draco jumped into the warmth provided by the Boy Who Lived.
"Who's being a naughty boy!" Draco mock glared as he rubbed himself against the now naked Harry Potter, "You were planning this, weren't you."
"And you weren't?" Harry rolled them over so that he was on top and proceeded to strip him. Straddling the blonde, he took control of the situation to leave Draco panting at Harry's ministrations.
Suddenly Draco heard a sound he wasn't familiar with. Opening his eyes he saw Harry with the can in hand, "Close your eyes, Drake." Harry smirked as he kissed him again.
"FUCK Harry, that's bloody cold," Draco's muffled yell echoed in the room as he felt something being sprayed onto his chest.
"Well, its best when it's cold," Harry's voice answered.
Draco giggled. But that was something Malfoy's did NOT do. Lucky daddy dear wasn't there. He was going the right way for a smacked bottom. Not that Harry would mind taking over that responsibility.
And take over he did, as he started to lick the cream off him, paying extra attention to his nipples. Draco moaned as his hands made their way into Harry's hair, holding the Raven Haired man's head to his chest in the hopes of prolonging the sensations that the Gryffindor was evoking.
Once he'd cleaned the blonde's chest, he moved back up to languidly kiss Draco, allowing him to taste the cream. Draco continued to moan as Harry drew back and filled Draco's mouth with the cream, before leaving a trail of the whipped cream across his chest, down his stomach, in and around his belly button and down to his groin.
Putting the can aside, Harry again made his way around Draco's body as he cleaned all the cream off him. Draco shivered as the cold whipped cream was slowly removed by Harry's oh so warm mouth and tongue. The blonde whimpered as the torture built, Harry avoiding the one place he wanted to be 'cleaned' of the whipped cream.
He was straining off the bed when Harry finally took a small lick at the cream off his cock. The Gryffindor had to hold his hips down so that he could continue to clean Draco, his tongue taking small swipes before his mouth full enclosed the head.
"Please!" Draco gritted out, begging.
Harry laughed quietly as he released the head again, and proceeded to lick Draco's cock and his balls. Draco growled as his hands clenched the blankets Harry was previously wrapped up in, chest heaving as he panted heavily.
"Harry?" Draco sounded pained as he pleaded again.
Harry looked up with a grin on his face, "You've got no stamina today do you," Harry leaned up and gave Draco a quick kiss to the mouth before returning to the cock and he filled his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it, already tasting a lot of pre-cum before he swallowed all of Draco, who moaned so loudly it could probably be heard next door at the 'Hug Club'.
Harry sucked hard, a moan reverberating from his chest up to his throat and through Draco. The blonde only lasted seconds before he came hard down Harry's throat, tanned hands holding the pale hips down to stop Draco from bucking up too much.
"Oh, Merlin, Harry," Draco groaned as he kept coming down Harry's throat. Eventually Harry had to come up for air as a bit of Draco's cum trickled down his chin. A moment later, Draco collapsed back onto the bed, thoroughly spent as he gasped for breath.
"Feel better after that?" Harry panted as he straddled Draco, his hands running up and down Draco's chest, stomach and sides.
Draco settled with a glare as he panted heavily, unable to talk for the moment as he collapsed back with his eyes closed. Harry giggled as placed odd kisses all over Draco's torso and neck, his hands never stopping.
"That was almost painful," Draco sounded husky as he finally spoke, "But Merlin was that amazing," he smirked up at the Gryffindor.
Harry smirked in victory as he claimed Draco's mouth again, instantly being granted access as his tongue entered the Slytherin's mouth. Draco pulled Harry's body closer to his own as Harry stretched out between Draco's legs; arms supporting Harry as they continued snogging passionately, and Draco held Harry's arse, grinding them together.
Draco drew his knees up and wrapped his legs around Harry's waist as the dark haired man was being ground almost into Draco's arse. Moaning, Harry's hand searched out the can again and eventually he found it as he brought it between them somehow managing to spray some on Draco's tight opening as Harry slid a finger in. And still the seventh years heavily snogged as Harry continued sliding his finger in and out before adding another, then one more. Retrieving the can again, he put whipped cream at Draco's opening before ditching the can elsewhere and slowly slid into the Slytherin.
They moaned loudly together as Harry set up a slow rhythm, grinding into Draco as deep as he could whilst they continuing to kiss passionately. Soon, they had to stop kissing otherwise they'd probably pass out, and so settled on panting into each other's necks and stealing random kisses. By this time their bodies were slick with sweat from the exertion as Draco clutched Harry, his nails digging into Harry's back and arse as he was drilled into the bed.
"Oh. Merlin. Harry," Draco said between strokes as each time Harry pushed into him, he nearly lost all though; his eyes tightly closed in pleasure. His eyes weren't the only body part that closed tightly in pleasure. As Harry pounded into Draco, hitting that little bundle of nerves, Draco's muscles clenched around Harry's throbbing member as he was thrown into ecstasy, Harry following him right after.
And end chapter!
Done and Done! Don't worry, there's another chapter to go! We've already established the final sentences! Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh!
Here endeth our rant!
Now review!
You have been told!!!!!!!!