Kylia: I was going to say something EXTREMELY witty, but... I forgot it. Ehe! So on with the chapter! And to all those people who want raunchy sex scenes, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but there won't be ANY SEX AT ALL in this fic. (frowns) no wait, that would be stupid. Yes, yes there will be sex, but not for a while. (grins evilly) though we promise you it will be HOT!!
A week passed, and Draco was sitting in the middle of his bedroom floor, his belongings piled around him as he sat staring at the note Harry had given him last week. He wasn't sure how long he had been sitting there, the piece of paper hanging loosely in his hands, when he heard soft footsteps.
"Looking for something?" Harry asked from the doorway.
Draco glanced around him, then up at Harry, "No. I'm packing."
Harry frowned as he walked over to the blond man on the floor, "Why?"
Sighing Draco put the note in his bag and reached for a rumpled shirt, "I think that I've out stayed my welcome. So I'm leaving."
"Out stayed your welcome, Draco, I want you to stay here!" Harry all but pleaded as he tugged the shirt from Draco's hands, replacing it with his own hands, "Where are you going to go? What are you going to do?" he asked, then added in a serious tone, "I won't have a boyfriend of mine living in the streets when he's perfectly fine right here with me."
Draco smirked suddenly, "Harry first of all, you know for a fact that I have more than enough money to live of off for the next century, and second... when did I become your boyfriend?"
Harry blushed and sat crossed legged on the floor in front of Draco, "I would say it would have to be when we started sleeping in the same bed and kissing each other every chance that we got. But maybe that's just me."
"You're serious? You really want me to be your boyfriend?"
"I know it's only been a couple weeks since we've been together again, but... I can't let you leave. I won't let you leave. I need you beside me and around me to be happy. So yes... I do want you to be mine."
"I've waited months for you to finally say that!" Draco's face broke into a huge smile as he launched himself on Harry, causing Harry's back to hit the floor. Laughing he showered kisses all over Harry's face and neck.
"Whoa! Draco!" Harry actually giggled as Draco nuzzled his nose into the crook of his neck. "Have you actually waited that long...?"
"Yes..." he smiled widely and kissed Harry's lips. Their first 'couple' kiss. "God I'm so glad you finally asked." Then a thought struck him as he adjusted himself on top of Harry, and then placing his hands over Harry's shoulders, he let his full weight fall onto Harry. "Does this mean I get to move into your room?" he smiled again.
"Wow... erm... yes?"
"Ahh!!" Draco squealed and kissed him again. He then scrambled off of Harry and began to pick up all his clothing, shoving it all into his bag.
"In 10 years this is the happiest I've ever seen you..." he paused as Draco rolled him off a pair of pants. "Its kind of scaring me, Draco..."
Draco flipped his head up, his hair flying in the air and then settling around his face. "Hmm? What? Oh!" Draco smiled as he ran a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry... I'm just... AH! I'm your boyfriend!"
"Why in Merlin's name were you put in Slytherin? You're acting like a Hufflepuff."
Draco narrowed his eyes and punched Harry in the arm. He then lent forward and pointed at him. "Don't you dare call me a Hufflepuff, Potter."
"Aaand there's the Slytherin I've come to know." Harry spoke softly as he looked to the side rubbing his arm.
"Yes... damn straight. Now get off my socks and get your ass in gear – haul my stuff to your room." Draco smiled. "Our room." He clapped gleefully. "Our room!!"
"Oh my freakin' GOD!" Harry exclaimed, "I'm dating someone with worst ADHD than Cole." He paused and narrowed his eyes at Draco as the blond stood jumping in place, a sock hanging from his hands, "are you sure you didn't escape from St. Mungo's before you came here?"
He was rewarded with a sock in the head.
"Git," Draco replied, with a grin.
It took the pair all of ten or fifteen minutes to pack and unpack Draco's things in Harry's room, though for the last few minutes, Draco just lay on Harry' bed telling him where to put his stuff.
"Aren't you the least bit interested in helping me?" Harry asked as he moved a pair of slacks for the fourth time, "this IS your crap."
Draco grinned, stretched out, and swung his legs over the side of the queen- sized mattress. Sauntering over to Harry, Draco wrapped his arms around the taller man and said, "If you do this for me, I'll reward you later with anything of your choice."
Harry raised his eyebrow, "Anything?"
"Well... with the exception of anything sexual... except kissing and maybe a quick grope."
"Bah. Do it yourself then."
"Harryyy...." Draco whined as he pouted. "Pleaseee?" He then let his hands travel towards Harry's rear, commencing with the earlier mentioned groping. "Please, please, please?"
"Mmm... lower and to the left... ERRR.... I mean..."
Draco complied smiling.
"Ooo..."
Draco quirked an eyebrow as he tugged at the waist band of Harry's pants, "My my... aren't we anxious..."
Harry growled slightly at the loss of touch on his rear. Placing his hands under Draco's arms, Harry lifted him suddenly, issuing a yelp of surprise from the smaller man, as he threw him onto the bed.
"Eeep!!" came the strangled cry from Draco as Harry straddled his slender hips, using his hands to pin Draco to the mattress.
"You've been a bad, bad boy Mr. Malfoy..."
Draco grinned, "Why Potter, I didn't know you were into role playing." He remarked casually as Harry began to kiss his neck, "Mmm, lower... and to the left..."
That little comment caught Harry off guard long enough for Draco to twist out from underneath Harry and flip the slightly larger boy onto his back. Straddling Harry as Harry had done to him moments before, Draco whispered huskily, "My turn."
"Kinky little Malfoy..."
Draco purred into his ear. "If you want me to continue, tell me what color of underwear I'm wearing." Harry slid his hands up Draco's thighs and tried to peer into his pants. Draco slapped his hand away. "Naughty boy... no peeking."
"Ahh... g...green?"
"Bzzt... wrong answer Potter." Draco smiled and shifted his weight, sitting on the side of the bed. "One more guess." Secretly hoping that Harry would get it right, he raised his eyebrow.
Harry propped himself up on his elbows, unashamed of the bulge in his pants. "Blue."
"Close... but no nookie." He looked down at Harry's crotch and smiled. "You may want to take care of that... because I certainly won't be."
"Well if they aren't green or blue, what color are they?"
Draco stood up smirking. He pulled the waistband of his pants down, revealing green and blue underwear. "Too bad huh? If you had said green AND blue, that..." he trailed off as he brushed his fingers against Harry's now very prominent erection, "... would be well taken care of..."
Winking at Harry, Draco stood straight again and walked to the door of their bedroom, "I'm hungry, and you need to take a shower," he paused to look back at his boyfriend with a look of mirth, "see you in a few." As he made his way down the hallway, Draco distinctly heard a loud curse that sounded very similar to buck.
A half hour later, Draco heard the water cease to flow; he smiled as he took a sip of his coffee. Harry emerged from the hallway and walked into the kitchen, his hair standing in all directions and a wet towel over his shoulder. Dressed only in a pair of faded jeans that had been left unbuttoned, Harry looked incredibly delicious.
"Have a good shower?" Draco asked, trying to push down the thought of jumping Harry right there.
"It was very nice thank-you." He walked towards the coffee machine. Taking out the hot chocolate powder, he made himself a mocha. "Did you have a nice time sitting here thinking about what I was doing in the shower?" He sat down at the table across from Draco. Stirring his drink he glanced up at Draco from under his hair. "Wishing you could join me perhaps?"
Draco shifted uncomfortably. "No." He took another sip of his coffee to hide his face. "I thought nothing of the sort."
"That blush says that you did."
"Why do I have to be so damn pale!?"
"I like that you're pale, you're beautiful that way. It reminds me of a porcelain doll."
Draco grinned slyly as he slipped out of his chair, and towards Harry – straddling him. "Do I get to wear a dress?"
"Well... if you want to." Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's waist. "As long as you don't mind the skirt being around your head."
Draco threw his head back and laughed, "Yes Harry, because my goal in this world is to be wearing a dress with it up around my head and having wild sex with you on a chair," he paused, grinning manically, "though the idea of doing it in the kitchen turns me on..."
"Is that so?" Harry matched Draco's grin with his own. Slipping his fingers into the back of Draco's pants, he spoke again. "Let's get right on that fantasy..." He removed his hands from Draco's pants and grabbed the hem of his shirt. "Step one, this has to come off." Complying, Draco raised his arms and allowed Harry to pull off his shirt, shivering when Harry's fingertips trailed down his sides. "Step two, we kiss."
Smiling seductively, Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, leaning forward to kiss him. Feeling Harry's hands curve around his butt, he bucked his hips slightly moving closer towards Harry's chest. Harry's hands came around the front of Draco's pants, and undid his belt buckle. Just a he was about to reach into his boyfriend's underwear Harry heard a loud thud.
"Oh my GOD!" came Cole's shriek.
"Oh wow... did we interrupt?" Luke spoke quietly as he raised his eyebrows, his face contorted into one of shock.
Encircling his arms around Draco's back Harry whispered into his ear. "You are NOT getting off my lap."
Draco nodded slowly. "My thoughts exactly..." speaking leisurely as he looked down.
There was a yelp of pain as Cole was smacked up side the head by Luke, for the pink haired man was openly staring at the couple on the chair. His eyes had been glued to Draco's exposed back.
"We'll wait for you in the living room if that's okay." Luke spoke, dragging Cole off by the hem of his shirt, "join us when you're ready." He called back over his shoulder.
Draco let out the breath he had been holding as the two boy's left the kitchen, expecting to be blushing furiously. The blush never came. Instead, Draco felt strangely calm as he pulled back from Harry and looked to where Cole and Luke had been standing. "They really couldn't have picked a worse time to drop in." he muttered.
Running a hand through his disheveled hair, Harry slid his hands down Draco's back until they rested on the pale boy's hips, "Seriously."
"At this rate, I'll never loose my virginity."
"Eh? You've never had sex?" He blinked at Draco, feeling his erection subside.
"No. I've never kissed anyone either until you."
"I like the fact that I'm your first." Harry smiled as Draco moved to stand up. "Though... considering you've never had any experience; you're pretty damn good at erm... teasing."
"Naturally." Draco smiled as Harry stood up, looking down at their crotches he spoke, "Looks as if we're ready to go in there?"
Taking in a breath through his nose, Harry picked up Draco's shirt. "Yeah... you might need this." He handed Draco his shirt.
When they entered the living room, they found Cole draped over Luke trying to grab the remote control to the television, "Gimmie it!!" he wailed.
Luke smirked as he held the plastic remote just out of his boyfriends reach, looking up at Harry and Draco, "Are you okay now?"
Draco smiled, "Yes. We're fine," he said as he sat on the floor in front of Harry, playing with Harry's foot, "so what are you two doing here?"
Cole sat up in a mass of flailing arms and legs, looking very happy, "We want to go swimming!! Wanna come?"
Harry laughed at his friend, "oohhkay!" then, "where?"
Luke spoke up now as he tossed the remote to Cole, who caught it and began to click furiously through the channels, "Well, we found this place a few days ago. It's just off the point, kinda like a lagoon I guess." He replied, "It's cool cause it's got a waterfall."
"How come I've never heard about it before?" Harry asked as he ran his hands through Draco's hair, enjoying the soft texture.
Draco, who was all but purring, chirped up. "Waterfall?"
"Yeah. It's gorgeous. The water is really clear and..." Cole stopped, eyeing Harry and Draco. "There's something different about you two... what is it?"
"You can be so daft sometimes, Cole." Luke shook his head, ducking as a hand came flying for his head. "They're dating now."
"Oh cute! And when were you planning on telling us?"
"That hadn't... it hadn't occurred to me." Harry said softly as he kissed Draco's shoulder, wrapping his arms around Draco's waist. "I wish they would leave," he whispered into Draco's ear.
"Nonsense, I want to swim too!" Draco patted Harry's arm then looked at Cole. "I don't have a bathing suit..."
"Awww..." Cole pouted. "Wait!" He jumped off the couch and nearly ran towards the front door. Rummaging through the bag at his feet pulling out two bathing suits, he returned holding them up. "We're about the same size, so you can borrow the blue or green one."
Harry and Draco shared a smile as Draco leant up and reached for the green one. "Thank-you. I'm going to go change then... I'll be back."
Draco quickly walked towards his new bedroom. Standing there he smiled widely. "My new bedroom." He then remembered why he was there and stripped off his clothing. He tried to do up the drawstrings as tight as he could, but the shorts still fell down just below his hipbones, revealing groin lines and a small tattoo. "...Great." He put his hands on his hips. "Same size my ass."
Walking back into the living room, he slowly put his shirt back on. As his face was covered with the fabric, Cole eyed his body, Luke smacked Cole, and Harry's eyes widened at the small tribal sun tattoo.
Standing up, Harry stopped Draco from pulling the shirt fully down. "When did you get that?" He said as he ran his finger along the tattoo.
Looking down Draco shrugged. "7th year."
"7th year...?" Cole questioned.
Harry shot Draco a warning look. "7th year we knew eachother."
Draco looked down sheepishly, pulling his shirt down to cover the tattoo. "Oops..."
A moment passed where Harry held Draco's shirt down by the hem; Draco looking down trying to avoid Harry's gaze; and Luke and Cole looking from one friend to the other.
"So, shall we go then?" Luke asked as he stood, grabbing Cole by the hand as he walked passed Harry and Draco towards the front entrance, "If we don't leave now, we won't have very much time to swim."
Cole's face broke into a smile as he pinched Luke's rear, "Yeah!! I wanna see my little boy-toy in nothing but a Speedo!!"
Luke growled, "I do not wear a Speedo!" he looked to the couple in front of him, who had yet to move from their prior position, "are you two coming?"
Without turning, Harry answered, "In a minute, I have to talk to Draco."
Luke considered his friends, then shrugged, "Try not to take too long," adding as he followed Cole out of the house, "we'll be in the truck."
Harry nodded, then glanced at Draco, reaching for his hand and pulling the slighter man into the kitchen. Pushing him into the corner of the counter, he put his hands on either side of Draco's waist, holding him there. "The last thing I want is to have them know about my past." He tightened his grip slightly, "Have you told them anything else?"
"I... I told Luke that you went to boarding school with me." Draco looked down as he spoke, trying to ignore Harry's fingers, which were digging hurtfully into his skin.
"What?!" Harry then noticed the wince of pain on Draco's face and let go of his waist.
"I didn't know what else to say! He came over here last week, and I made the mistake of telling him I've known you for 10 years. Boarding school was the only thing I could think of to explain it."
Harry ran his hands through his hair. "Draco... I don't want them to know anything about me except for what they already know. I don't want anything around that reminds me of my past."
Draco narrowed his eyes as his eyebrow twitched slightly. "Then what about me?"
Letting out an exasperated breath Harry shook his head. "That's not what I meant, Draco."
"Oh yeah? Then tell me what you did really mean, because it sounded like you didn't want me around." Draco crossed his arms and sneered at Harry.
"God... Draco, that's not what I meant!" Harry threw his hands in the air before breathing deeply. He closed the space between the two men again, this time placing his hands on the counter on either side of Draco. "I meant that I didn't want them to know anything about me being a wizard, about not having parents, about having everyone I cared about die." He let his head sag as he stared down at Draco's bare feet. "I don't want to drive them away."
"That's a pretty poor reason. If they were your true friends they wouldn't care." Draco pushed past Harry. "Get changed, I'll meet you in the truck."
Harry closed his eyes, swore, and hit the granite counter with both his fists, "Fuck!" Harry didn't notice that the granite had cracked when he turned to go to his room.
Cole was sitting on the hood of the truck as Draco came out the door. "What's going on?"
"Nothing." Draco spat as he opened the door to the truck, getting in he slammed the door behind him. "Harry will be out soon."
Luke raised his eyebrows at Cole; they both shared a look of 'what-the-hell- just-happened?'. Sliding off the hood of the truck, Cole jumped into the front seat of the vehicle.
"Tell me what happened?"
Draco looked up at Cole through his hair, his eyes burning with anger. "No." his lips curled as he spoke.
"Whooa... okay..." Cole backed away raising his arms.
Luke climbed into the drivers seat, turning around to face Draco, "If you're mad at Harry, that's fine," he started, then suddenly without warning, reached and took hold of Draco's shirt front. His eyes smoldering with anger to match Draco's, "but don't you ever, ever take it out on my boyfriend."
Draco sat back, fixing his shirt. He crossed his arms and sneered at Luke. "Are you just about finished?"
Cole quickly grabbed for Luke's fist, and held it tightly. "NO! Don't you even think about hitting him!" He forced Luke to drop his fist. "Just because Harry is being an asshole, doesn't mean that you have to hit Draco for being upset."
Luke glared at Cole, then as quickly as the anger had set in, it faded, and he spoke in his usual soft voice. "That doesn't mean he can take it out on you though."
Cole smiled, "I'd rather he get mad at me right now, with you here to protect me, than later when he's alone with Harry and does something he'll regret."
Luke stared at his boyfriend for a moment, then a movement caught his eye, and he looked out the windshield. Harry was standing there with an unrecognizable look on his features. Harry looked down and began to walk towards the truck, pulling the door open; he sat down quietly beside Draco and looked out the window. "Lets just get going before the daylight dies."
"...Alright." Luke turned and started up the truck.
The music was blaring, the windows were all open, and all four men sat in silence. Draco took a breath and reached for Harry's hand. He wasn't surprised when Harry kept looking out the window, though he did feel Harry squeeze his hand back in response to Draco's initial gesture. Draco smiled privately and scooted over towards Harry, resting both their hands on his thigh. Harry turned to look at him and smiled, lightly kissing his lips. Even though the words 'I'm sorry' were never spoken, both men felt that it really didn't need to be said.
Luke glanced back at the couple through the rearview mirror and grinned, one hand on the wheel and one already holding Cole's hand. It seemed to him that even though there would be hard times and perhaps many fights, both Harry and Draco would survive through it stronger than they were before.
Ten songs and a lot of complaining about the choice of music later, the four friends arrived at a small dirt road that led to a small-secluded clearing surrounded by palm trees and undergrowth. Jumping out of the truck, Cole smiled as he opened the door for Harry and Draco.
"It's beautiful isn't it?"
Draco looked up at Harry and smiled. "Yeah... it is."
Walking towards the water, Draco pulled off his shirt and smiled as Harry did the same. His shorts were just as low as Draco's only they were black. Draco giggled secretly as he noticed that Harry had a treasure line of hair running from his belly button to below the pants. He then glanced over at Luke, who was standing at such an angle that he could see the tattoo, which ran along his neck and shoulders. What Draco wasn't able to notice the first night they had met, was that the tattoo was a highly intricate eagle. The wings, which spanned almost the entire length of Luke's arms, were so well done that Draco could see every individual feather. The head was tattooed on the back of his neck and the body on his back, ending just at the top of his shorts. The whole thing looked as if it was ready to fly right off the skin.
"Wow..." Draco remarked as he walked over to Luke and touched the tattooed flesh, "when did you get this done?"
Luke shrugged, "Over the course of about two years," he replied, looking at one of his arms, "I was twenty-two when it was started. I went in about a month ago to get the final touch-ups."
"Did it hurt?" Draco asked.
Luke grinned, "You should know. You have a tattoo."
Draco laughed, "I may have one, but it isn't even a fragment the size of yours."
Thinking about that for a moment, Luke joined into the laughter and replied, "Yeah, I guess so," then added as he shook the hair way from his forehead, "it hurt only at the start and at the very end of the session. Between that it felt kinda numb."
"Yes... he used to have a nice back... and now its covered by that horrendous bird." Cole smiled as he kissed a spot in-between Luke's shoulder blades. "Enough chat, lets swim!"
"Okay...!" Harry smiled and pulled Draco back by the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down even further – exposing a small amount of nearly white hair. He dragged a protesting Draco towards the slight cliff, and picking him up, threw him off of it into the crystal clear water below.
Draco wasn't able to scream before he hit the water, feeling someone splash beside him; he emerged from the water, shaking his hair. Cole had surfaced just seconds after Draco, looking thoroughly ruffled.
"Boyfriends suck..." Cole whimpered as he ran his hand through his hair looking up at the pair of laughing men above them.
"I concur... where are my shorts?" Draco spoke as he looked around him, suddenly feeling way too cold down in his nether regions.
"Over there!" Harry yelled from the top of the cliff pointing at a pair of floating green shorts about 20 feet behind him.
"...Super." Draco rolled his eyes and began to quickly swim in the direction of his shorts.
"NICE ASS!"
"Fuck you and get in the water!" Draco swore as he nearly turned onto his back while he swam, deciding at the last minute that he didn't feel like flashing everyone.
Harry shrugged and jumped into the water. Swimming as quickly as he could towards Draco, he reached him just as he had his shorts half way up his thighs. Even though it was deep water, Harry raised his eyebrows as he looked down.
"Whoa..."
Draco pulled his shorts the rest of the way up and proceeded to smack Harry over the head as he tred water. Harry smirked as he grabbed Draco's arm. "Suppose that I deserved that...?"
"Yes." Draco sneered. "You did."
"Well it wasn't a bad whoa... it was a 'holy crap, my boyfriend is hung' kinda whoa."
Draco tried to ignore that comment as he swam away, suddenly thinking back to when he saw the condoms in the medicine cabinet. 'Suppose the extra large condoms will come in handy then...'
As he swam to shallower water, Draco watched as Cole began to perform an extremely bad water ballet rendition. Luke was floating on his back near his boyfriend, every once and while telling him that his leg was too low or that the angle of his arms was wrong. When this happened, Cole flipped him the bird.
They spent close to two and a half hours swimming and racing each other before both Harry and Cole were complaining that they were hungry. Draco rolled his eyes as Harry floated by him, holding his stomach and whimpering something about how he would die from starvation if he didn't eat soon. Grinning evilly, Draco launched himself at his boyfriend, pushing Harry under the water.
They both came up seconds later, Draco keeping the grin on his face as Harry sputtered water, "What the hell!?"
Draco shrugged and playfully splashed Harry with water, "Dunno."
Narrowing his eyes, Harry growled. Draco had no time to react as Harry grabbed his waist with one arm, pulling him out of the water slightly, while his free hand yanked down Draco's shorts. Yelping at the sudden rush of cold air, Draco was glad that Harry decided to turn his back as he basically molested him, and that Cole and Luke were already at the truck getting the food.
Harry dropped Draco back into the water and waved the green shorts around his head laughing, "Come and get em'!!"
Draco scowled, "You do realize that you're SO going to pay for this Potter!!" he screamed after Harry as he ducked under the water when Cole came into view.
Harry stood on the shore as Cole came up beside him having walked down the path leading from the cliff to the beach. "What're you doing?"
"Holding Draco's shorts captive."
"Really?!" Cole dropped the food to the ground. "So he's naked then?"
"......" Harry flung his hand back and threw the shorts at Draco. "GOD PUT THEM ON BEFORE COLE GETS THERE!"
Draco looked up just in time to see his shorts flying towards his head, and Cole entering the water a determined expression on his face. "Oh fuck!" He scrambled to put on his shorts just as Cole reached him. Draco yelped and pushed Cole into the water, then making a run for the shore, and the two figures standing infront of him doubled over in laughter. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" He screamed as Cole came up behind him, running far to quickly in the water for Draco's liking.
Grabbing onto Harry, he held on for dear life as Harry stumbled from the contact. Looking over at a very wet and very happy Cole, Draco glared at him and said in a half whimper half accusing tone, "What the hell! You have a boyfriend! STOP CHASING ME!" he paused to take a breath, "You're going to give me a fucking heart attack if you keep doing shit like that!"
Cole stuck out his tongue at Draco, turning to Luke, "Do you think we should tell him?" he asked sweetly.
Luke shrugged, "Yeah. I guess so."
"TELL ME WHAT!!?" Draco yelled as he loosened his grip on Harry, for the taller man was beginning to double over in laughter, and was unable to keep Draco upright.
"It was all Luke's idea," Cole started, "he can be so evil sometimes."
"Yeah, but Harry taking your shorts was purely his idea."
Harry smirked, trying to regain his composure as Draco backed away from him slightly, "You should have seen your face when Cole came running into the water!"
Draco crossed his arms, looking from one man to the next, "You PLANNED this?!"
"Mhm." Cole smiled. "I'm not really a raving man whore, I just pretended." He held onto Luke's hand, "But as for the planning part, yes... we did. We wanted you to loosen up a bit. We being Luke and myself."
"If you wanted me to loosen up, you should have said something! Chasing after me, staring lewdly at my body and nearly jumping me every chance you had wasn't the right idea!"
"Ahh... but it's all good now, Draco dearest." Harry smiled walking towards the dropped basket of food. "Lets just eat?"
Draco scowled as he sat down on his towel, crossing his legs. "You all suck."
Cole raised his eyebrow, "Too true... we are all gay."
"Uuugh..." Draco let his head fall to his hands. "I don't even want to go there..."
The sun had shifted its position in the sky, and the group of friends were now sitting in the shade thoroughly dry. Stretching out on his towel, Draco stared up at the sky. The clouds were drifting by almost lazily forming patterns and shapes.
Luke had lain down on his side, propping himself up on his elbow, "What do you want to do now?" he looked at each of the boys.
"Erm... I don't know." Harry shrugged his shoulders and looked at Cole. "You have any ideas?"
"Yee...No... no I don't." He turned to Draco. "Draco? Have you got any idea what to do?"
Sighing slightly as he stretched Draco offered, "I dunno... we could play truth or dare?"
"Naughty truth or dare?!" Cole asked hopefully.
"Eh... if you want."
"Who wants to start then?" Luke asked as he picked up sand, letting the tiny grains run through his fingers.
There was silence, then Draco sighed again, "Well since it was my idea, I'll go first," looking at the other three boys, Draco eyes rested on Luke, "Okay, Luke. Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
Thinking about it, Draco's lips split into a wide grin, "Okay, what is the strangest place on a human body that you have ever licked?"
"The place right behind the ear." He smiled. "Harry, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Excellent..." Luke sat up thinking. "I dare you to lick Draco from his foot to his chin. Without stopping once, your tongue can't leave his skin."
Draco's eyes went wide, and then he shrugged as Harry crawled over in the sand towards him. Laying on his back, Draco grinned up at Harry and whispered teasingly, "Be gentle..."
Harry smiled as he lent forward, and reached for the drawstring on his shorts. Harry began to slide the pants off of his slender hips, "You may want to cover that." Draco nodded numbly and placed his hands over his crotch. Pulling the shorts off of Draco's body, Harry then smiled again placing his tongue to Draco's big toe. Draco stifled a laugh as he felt Harry's tongue travel up his leg towards his thigh. Keeping his tongue on Draco's thigh, Harry lightly nipped at the skin causing Draco to squeal slightly. Cole and Luke raised their eyebrows as Harry made his way up the rest of Draco's thigh, slowly drawing his tongue over the area of Draco's waist that he knew to be quite ticklish. Draco's legs twitched at the touch as he laughed. Pausing there for just a moment more, Harry slowly found his way up Draco's chest, making sure to run his tongue over his nipple. He heard Draco take in a sharp breath as he reached his chin.
"That was quite possibly the most erotic thing I've ever seen in my life." Luke said slowly as Harry covered Draco with his towel.
"....Wow that was... wow." Cole whispered as he watched Draco try to put his shorts back on underneath the towel.
"Like I said before," Harry smiled turning to Draco. "You taste very good."
The rest of the afternoon was spent playing truth or dare, with some very naughty outcomes. The group of friends played on into the night; soon enough they had all ended up sitting in the truck, listening to quiet music play in the background.
Draco and Harry had eventually fallen asleep in the backseat, holding eachother close, and Cole and Luke had fallen asleep in the front seat. Even though the day had started out roughly, it had ended perfectly. And for the first time that week, Draco wasn't plagued by his nightmares.
Raei: HAAA! Long chapter, ne? OKAY... we've got a question to ask, Porcelain- dol, who recommended this story to you? Inquiring authors must know.
Harry: Well it wasn't sex, but it was close enough to... quite a few times. (glares at Raei and Kylia)
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Harry: (shrugs) Eh...
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A week passed, and Draco was sitting in the middle of his bedroom floor, his belongings piled around him as he sat staring at the note Harry had given him last week. He wasn't sure how long he had been sitting there, the piece of paper hanging loosely in his hands, when he heard soft footsteps.
"Looking for something?" Harry asked from the doorway.
Draco glanced around him, then up at Harry, "No. I'm packing."
Harry frowned as he walked over to the blond man on the floor, "Why?"
Sighing Draco put the note in his bag and reached for a rumpled shirt, "I think that I've out stayed my welcome. So I'm leaving."
"Out stayed your welcome, Draco, I want you to stay here!" Harry all but pleaded as he tugged the shirt from Draco's hands, replacing it with his own hands, "Where are you going to go? What are you going to do?" he asked, then added in a serious tone, "I won't have a boyfriend of mine living in the streets when he's perfectly fine right here with me."
Draco smirked suddenly, "Harry first of all, you know for a fact that I have more than enough money to live of off for the next century, and second... when did I become your boyfriend?"
Harry blushed and sat crossed legged on the floor in front of Draco, "I would say it would have to be when we started sleeping in the same bed and kissing each other every chance that we got. But maybe that's just me."
"You're serious? You really want me to be your boyfriend?"
"I know it's only been a couple weeks since we've been together again, but... I can't let you leave. I won't let you leave. I need you beside me and around me to be happy. So yes... I do want you to be mine."
"I've waited months for you to finally say that!" Draco's face broke into a huge smile as he launched himself on Harry, causing Harry's back to hit the floor. Laughing he showered kisses all over Harry's face and neck.
"Whoa! Draco!" Harry actually giggled as Draco nuzzled his nose into the crook of his neck. "Have you actually waited that long...?"
"Yes..." he smiled widely and kissed Harry's lips. Their first 'couple' kiss. "God I'm so glad you finally asked." Then a thought struck him as he adjusted himself on top of Harry, and then placing his hands over Harry's shoulders, he let his full weight fall onto Harry. "Does this mean I get to move into your room?" he smiled again.
"Wow... erm... yes?"
"Ahh!!" Draco squealed and kissed him again. He then scrambled off of Harry and began to pick up all his clothing, shoving it all into his bag.
"In 10 years this is the happiest I've ever seen you..." he paused as Draco rolled him off a pair of pants. "Its kind of scaring me, Draco..."
Draco flipped his head up, his hair flying in the air and then settling around his face. "Hmm? What? Oh!" Draco smiled as he ran a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry... I'm just... AH! I'm your boyfriend!"
"Why in Merlin's name were you put in Slytherin? You're acting like a Hufflepuff."
Draco narrowed his eyes and punched Harry in the arm. He then lent forward and pointed at him. "Don't you dare call me a Hufflepuff, Potter."
"Aaand there's the Slytherin I've come to know." Harry spoke softly as he looked to the side rubbing his arm.
"Yes... damn straight. Now get off my socks and get your ass in gear – haul my stuff to your room." Draco smiled. "Our room." He clapped gleefully. "Our room!!"
"Oh my freakin' GOD!" Harry exclaimed, "I'm dating someone with worst ADHD than Cole." He paused and narrowed his eyes at Draco as the blond stood jumping in place, a sock hanging from his hands, "are you sure you didn't escape from St. Mungo's before you came here?"
He was rewarded with a sock in the head.
"Git," Draco replied, with a grin.
It took the pair all of ten or fifteen minutes to pack and unpack Draco's things in Harry's room, though for the last few minutes, Draco just lay on Harry' bed telling him where to put his stuff.
"Aren't you the least bit interested in helping me?" Harry asked as he moved a pair of slacks for the fourth time, "this IS your crap."
Draco grinned, stretched out, and swung his legs over the side of the queen- sized mattress. Sauntering over to Harry, Draco wrapped his arms around the taller man and said, "If you do this for me, I'll reward you later with anything of your choice."
Harry raised his eyebrow, "Anything?"
"Well... with the exception of anything sexual... except kissing and maybe a quick grope."
"Bah. Do it yourself then."
"Harryyy...." Draco whined as he pouted. "Pleaseee?" He then let his hands travel towards Harry's rear, commencing with the earlier mentioned groping. "Please, please, please?"
"Mmm... lower and to the left... ERRR.... I mean..."
Draco complied smiling.
"Ooo..."
Draco quirked an eyebrow as he tugged at the waist band of Harry's pants, "My my... aren't we anxious..."
Harry growled slightly at the loss of touch on his rear. Placing his hands under Draco's arms, Harry lifted him suddenly, issuing a yelp of surprise from the smaller man, as he threw him onto the bed.
"Eeep!!" came the strangled cry from Draco as Harry straddled his slender hips, using his hands to pin Draco to the mattress.
"You've been a bad, bad boy Mr. Malfoy..."
Draco grinned, "Why Potter, I didn't know you were into role playing." He remarked casually as Harry began to kiss his neck, "Mmm, lower... and to the left..."
That little comment caught Harry off guard long enough for Draco to twist out from underneath Harry and flip the slightly larger boy onto his back. Straddling Harry as Harry had done to him moments before, Draco whispered huskily, "My turn."
"Kinky little Malfoy..."
Draco purred into his ear. "If you want me to continue, tell me what color of underwear I'm wearing." Harry slid his hands up Draco's thighs and tried to peer into his pants. Draco slapped his hand away. "Naughty boy... no peeking."
"Ahh... g...green?"
"Bzzt... wrong answer Potter." Draco smiled and shifted his weight, sitting on the side of the bed. "One more guess." Secretly hoping that Harry would get it right, he raised his eyebrow.
Harry propped himself up on his elbows, unashamed of the bulge in his pants. "Blue."
"Close... but no nookie." He looked down at Harry's crotch and smiled. "You may want to take care of that... because I certainly won't be."
"Well if they aren't green or blue, what color are they?"
Draco stood up smirking. He pulled the waistband of his pants down, revealing green and blue underwear. "Too bad huh? If you had said green AND blue, that..." he trailed off as he brushed his fingers against Harry's now very prominent erection, "... would be well taken care of..."
Winking at Harry, Draco stood straight again and walked to the door of their bedroom, "I'm hungry, and you need to take a shower," he paused to look back at his boyfriend with a look of mirth, "see you in a few." As he made his way down the hallway, Draco distinctly heard a loud curse that sounded very similar to buck.
A half hour later, Draco heard the water cease to flow; he smiled as he took a sip of his coffee. Harry emerged from the hallway and walked into the kitchen, his hair standing in all directions and a wet towel over his shoulder. Dressed only in a pair of faded jeans that had been left unbuttoned, Harry looked incredibly delicious.
"Have a good shower?" Draco asked, trying to push down the thought of jumping Harry right there.
"It was very nice thank-you." He walked towards the coffee machine. Taking out the hot chocolate powder, he made himself a mocha. "Did you have a nice time sitting here thinking about what I was doing in the shower?" He sat down at the table across from Draco. Stirring his drink he glanced up at Draco from under his hair. "Wishing you could join me perhaps?"
Draco shifted uncomfortably. "No." He took another sip of his coffee to hide his face. "I thought nothing of the sort."
"That blush says that you did."
"Why do I have to be so damn pale!?"
"I like that you're pale, you're beautiful that way. It reminds me of a porcelain doll."
Draco grinned slyly as he slipped out of his chair, and towards Harry – straddling him. "Do I get to wear a dress?"
"Well... if you want to." Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's waist. "As long as you don't mind the skirt being around your head."
Draco threw his head back and laughed, "Yes Harry, because my goal in this world is to be wearing a dress with it up around my head and having wild sex with you on a chair," he paused, grinning manically, "though the idea of doing it in the kitchen turns me on..."
"Is that so?" Harry matched Draco's grin with his own. Slipping his fingers into the back of Draco's pants, he spoke again. "Let's get right on that fantasy..." He removed his hands from Draco's pants and grabbed the hem of his shirt. "Step one, this has to come off." Complying, Draco raised his arms and allowed Harry to pull off his shirt, shivering when Harry's fingertips trailed down his sides. "Step two, we kiss."
Smiling seductively, Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, leaning forward to kiss him. Feeling Harry's hands curve around his butt, he bucked his hips slightly moving closer towards Harry's chest. Harry's hands came around the front of Draco's pants, and undid his belt buckle. Just a he was about to reach into his boyfriend's underwear Harry heard a loud thud.
"Oh my GOD!" came Cole's shriek.
"Oh wow... did we interrupt?" Luke spoke quietly as he raised his eyebrows, his face contorted into one of shock.
Encircling his arms around Draco's back Harry whispered into his ear. "You are NOT getting off my lap."
Draco nodded slowly. "My thoughts exactly..." speaking leisurely as he looked down.
There was a yelp of pain as Cole was smacked up side the head by Luke, for the pink haired man was openly staring at the couple on the chair. His eyes had been glued to Draco's exposed back.
"We'll wait for you in the living room if that's okay." Luke spoke, dragging Cole off by the hem of his shirt, "join us when you're ready." He called back over his shoulder.
Draco let out the breath he had been holding as the two boy's left the kitchen, expecting to be blushing furiously. The blush never came. Instead, Draco felt strangely calm as he pulled back from Harry and looked to where Cole and Luke had been standing. "They really couldn't have picked a worse time to drop in." he muttered.
Running a hand through his disheveled hair, Harry slid his hands down Draco's back until they rested on the pale boy's hips, "Seriously."
"At this rate, I'll never loose my virginity."
"Eh? You've never had sex?" He blinked at Draco, feeling his erection subside.
"No. I've never kissed anyone either until you."
"I like the fact that I'm your first." Harry smiled as Draco moved to stand up. "Though... considering you've never had any experience; you're pretty damn good at erm... teasing."
"Naturally." Draco smiled as Harry stood up, looking down at their crotches he spoke, "Looks as if we're ready to go in there?"
Taking in a breath through his nose, Harry picked up Draco's shirt. "Yeah... you might need this." He handed Draco his shirt.
When they entered the living room, they found Cole draped over Luke trying to grab the remote control to the television, "Gimmie it!!" he wailed.
Luke smirked as he held the plastic remote just out of his boyfriends reach, looking up at Harry and Draco, "Are you okay now?"
Draco smiled, "Yes. We're fine," he said as he sat on the floor in front of Harry, playing with Harry's foot, "so what are you two doing here?"
Cole sat up in a mass of flailing arms and legs, looking very happy, "We want to go swimming!! Wanna come?"
Harry laughed at his friend, "oohhkay!" then, "where?"
Luke spoke up now as he tossed the remote to Cole, who caught it and began to click furiously through the channels, "Well, we found this place a few days ago. It's just off the point, kinda like a lagoon I guess." He replied, "It's cool cause it's got a waterfall."
"How come I've never heard about it before?" Harry asked as he ran his hands through Draco's hair, enjoying the soft texture.
Draco, who was all but purring, chirped up. "Waterfall?"
"Yeah. It's gorgeous. The water is really clear and..." Cole stopped, eyeing Harry and Draco. "There's something different about you two... what is it?"
"You can be so daft sometimes, Cole." Luke shook his head, ducking as a hand came flying for his head. "They're dating now."
"Oh cute! And when were you planning on telling us?"
"That hadn't... it hadn't occurred to me." Harry said softly as he kissed Draco's shoulder, wrapping his arms around Draco's waist. "I wish they would leave," he whispered into Draco's ear.
"Nonsense, I want to swim too!" Draco patted Harry's arm then looked at Cole. "I don't have a bathing suit..."
"Awww..." Cole pouted. "Wait!" He jumped off the couch and nearly ran towards the front door. Rummaging through the bag at his feet pulling out two bathing suits, he returned holding them up. "We're about the same size, so you can borrow the blue or green one."
Harry and Draco shared a smile as Draco leant up and reached for the green one. "Thank-you. I'm going to go change then... I'll be back."
Draco quickly walked towards his new bedroom. Standing there he smiled widely. "My new bedroom." He then remembered why he was there and stripped off his clothing. He tried to do up the drawstrings as tight as he could, but the shorts still fell down just below his hipbones, revealing groin lines and a small tattoo. "...Great." He put his hands on his hips. "Same size my ass."
Walking back into the living room, he slowly put his shirt back on. As his face was covered with the fabric, Cole eyed his body, Luke smacked Cole, and Harry's eyes widened at the small tribal sun tattoo.
Standing up, Harry stopped Draco from pulling the shirt fully down. "When did you get that?" He said as he ran his finger along the tattoo.
Looking down Draco shrugged. "7th year."
"7th year...?" Cole questioned.
Harry shot Draco a warning look. "7th year we knew eachother."
Draco looked down sheepishly, pulling his shirt down to cover the tattoo. "Oops..."
A moment passed where Harry held Draco's shirt down by the hem; Draco looking down trying to avoid Harry's gaze; and Luke and Cole looking from one friend to the other.
"So, shall we go then?" Luke asked as he stood, grabbing Cole by the hand as he walked passed Harry and Draco towards the front entrance, "If we don't leave now, we won't have very much time to swim."
Cole's face broke into a smile as he pinched Luke's rear, "Yeah!! I wanna see my little boy-toy in nothing but a Speedo!!"
Luke growled, "I do not wear a Speedo!" he looked to the couple in front of him, who had yet to move from their prior position, "are you two coming?"
Without turning, Harry answered, "In a minute, I have to talk to Draco."
Luke considered his friends, then shrugged, "Try not to take too long," adding as he followed Cole out of the house, "we'll be in the truck."
Harry nodded, then glanced at Draco, reaching for his hand and pulling the slighter man into the kitchen. Pushing him into the corner of the counter, he put his hands on either side of Draco's waist, holding him there. "The last thing I want is to have them know about my past." He tightened his grip slightly, "Have you told them anything else?"
"I... I told Luke that you went to boarding school with me." Draco looked down as he spoke, trying to ignore Harry's fingers, which were digging hurtfully into his skin.
"What?!" Harry then noticed the wince of pain on Draco's face and let go of his waist.
"I didn't know what else to say! He came over here last week, and I made the mistake of telling him I've known you for 10 years. Boarding school was the only thing I could think of to explain it."
Harry ran his hands through his hair. "Draco... I don't want them to know anything about me except for what they already know. I don't want anything around that reminds me of my past."
Draco narrowed his eyes as his eyebrow twitched slightly. "Then what about me?"
Letting out an exasperated breath Harry shook his head. "That's not what I meant, Draco."
"Oh yeah? Then tell me what you did really mean, because it sounded like you didn't want me around." Draco crossed his arms and sneered at Harry.
"God... Draco, that's not what I meant!" Harry threw his hands in the air before breathing deeply. He closed the space between the two men again, this time placing his hands on the counter on either side of Draco. "I meant that I didn't want them to know anything about me being a wizard, about not having parents, about having everyone I cared about die." He let his head sag as he stared down at Draco's bare feet. "I don't want to drive them away."
"That's a pretty poor reason. If they were your true friends they wouldn't care." Draco pushed past Harry. "Get changed, I'll meet you in the truck."
Harry closed his eyes, swore, and hit the granite counter with both his fists, "Fuck!" Harry didn't notice that the granite had cracked when he turned to go to his room.
Cole was sitting on the hood of the truck as Draco came out the door. "What's going on?"
"Nothing." Draco spat as he opened the door to the truck, getting in he slammed the door behind him. "Harry will be out soon."
Luke raised his eyebrows at Cole; they both shared a look of 'what-the-hell- just-happened?'. Sliding off the hood of the truck, Cole jumped into the front seat of the vehicle.
"Tell me what happened?"
Draco looked up at Cole through his hair, his eyes burning with anger. "No." his lips curled as he spoke.
"Whooa... okay..." Cole backed away raising his arms.
Luke climbed into the drivers seat, turning around to face Draco, "If you're mad at Harry, that's fine," he started, then suddenly without warning, reached and took hold of Draco's shirt front. His eyes smoldering with anger to match Draco's, "but don't you ever, ever take it out on my boyfriend."
Draco sat back, fixing his shirt. He crossed his arms and sneered at Luke. "Are you just about finished?"
Cole quickly grabbed for Luke's fist, and held it tightly. "NO! Don't you even think about hitting him!" He forced Luke to drop his fist. "Just because Harry is being an asshole, doesn't mean that you have to hit Draco for being upset."
Luke glared at Cole, then as quickly as the anger had set in, it faded, and he spoke in his usual soft voice. "That doesn't mean he can take it out on you though."
Cole smiled, "I'd rather he get mad at me right now, with you here to protect me, than later when he's alone with Harry and does something he'll regret."
Luke stared at his boyfriend for a moment, then a movement caught his eye, and he looked out the windshield. Harry was standing there with an unrecognizable look on his features. Harry looked down and began to walk towards the truck, pulling the door open; he sat down quietly beside Draco and looked out the window. "Lets just get going before the daylight dies."
"...Alright." Luke turned and started up the truck.
The music was blaring, the windows were all open, and all four men sat in silence. Draco took a breath and reached for Harry's hand. He wasn't surprised when Harry kept looking out the window, though he did feel Harry squeeze his hand back in response to Draco's initial gesture. Draco smiled privately and scooted over towards Harry, resting both their hands on his thigh. Harry turned to look at him and smiled, lightly kissing his lips. Even though the words 'I'm sorry' were never spoken, both men felt that it really didn't need to be said.
Luke glanced back at the couple through the rearview mirror and grinned, one hand on the wheel and one already holding Cole's hand. It seemed to him that even though there would be hard times and perhaps many fights, both Harry and Draco would survive through it stronger than they were before.
Ten songs and a lot of complaining about the choice of music later, the four friends arrived at a small dirt road that led to a small-secluded clearing surrounded by palm trees and undergrowth. Jumping out of the truck, Cole smiled as he opened the door for Harry and Draco.
"It's beautiful isn't it?"
Draco looked up at Harry and smiled. "Yeah... it is."
Walking towards the water, Draco pulled off his shirt and smiled as Harry did the same. His shorts were just as low as Draco's only they were black. Draco giggled secretly as he noticed that Harry had a treasure line of hair running from his belly button to below the pants. He then glanced over at Luke, who was standing at such an angle that he could see the tattoo, which ran along his neck and shoulders. What Draco wasn't able to notice the first night they had met, was that the tattoo was a highly intricate eagle. The wings, which spanned almost the entire length of Luke's arms, were so well done that Draco could see every individual feather. The head was tattooed on the back of his neck and the body on his back, ending just at the top of his shorts. The whole thing looked as if it was ready to fly right off the skin.
"Wow..." Draco remarked as he walked over to Luke and touched the tattooed flesh, "when did you get this done?"
Luke shrugged, "Over the course of about two years," he replied, looking at one of his arms, "I was twenty-two when it was started. I went in about a month ago to get the final touch-ups."
"Did it hurt?" Draco asked.
Luke grinned, "You should know. You have a tattoo."
Draco laughed, "I may have one, but it isn't even a fragment the size of yours."
Thinking about that for a moment, Luke joined into the laughter and replied, "Yeah, I guess so," then added as he shook the hair way from his forehead, "it hurt only at the start and at the very end of the session. Between that it felt kinda numb."
"Yes... he used to have a nice back... and now its covered by that horrendous bird." Cole smiled as he kissed a spot in-between Luke's shoulder blades. "Enough chat, lets swim!"
"Okay...!" Harry smiled and pulled Draco back by the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down even further – exposing a small amount of nearly white hair. He dragged a protesting Draco towards the slight cliff, and picking him up, threw him off of it into the crystal clear water below.
Draco wasn't able to scream before he hit the water, feeling someone splash beside him; he emerged from the water, shaking his hair. Cole had surfaced just seconds after Draco, looking thoroughly ruffled.
"Boyfriends suck..." Cole whimpered as he ran his hand through his hair looking up at the pair of laughing men above them.
"I concur... where are my shorts?" Draco spoke as he looked around him, suddenly feeling way too cold down in his nether regions.
"Over there!" Harry yelled from the top of the cliff pointing at a pair of floating green shorts about 20 feet behind him.
"...Super." Draco rolled his eyes and began to quickly swim in the direction of his shorts.
"NICE ASS!"
"Fuck you and get in the water!" Draco swore as he nearly turned onto his back while he swam, deciding at the last minute that he didn't feel like flashing everyone.
Harry shrugged and jumped into the water. Swimming as quickly as he could towards Draco, he reached him just as he had his shorts half way up his thighs. Even though it was deep water, Harry raised his eyebrows as he looked down.
"Whoa..."
Draco pulled his shorts the rest of the way up and proceeded to smack Harry over the head as he tred water. Harry smirked as he grabbed Draco's arm. "Suppose that I deserved that...?"
"Yes." Draco sneered. "You did."
"Well it wasn't a bad whoa... it was a 'holy crap, my boyfriend is hung' kinda whoa."
Draco tried to ignore that comment as he swam away, suddenly thinking back to when he saw the condoms in the medicine cabinet. 'Suppose the extra large condoms will come in handy then...'
As he swam to shallower water, Draco watched as Cole began to perform an extremely bad water ballet rendition. Luke was floating on his back near his boyfriend, every once and while telling him that his leg was too low or that the angle of his arms was wrong. When this happened, Cole flipped him the bird.
They spent close to two and a half hours swimming and racing each other before both Harry and Cole were complaining that they were hungry. Draco rolled his eyes as Harry floated by him, holding his stomach and whimpering something about how he would die from starvation if he didn't eat soon. Grinning evilly, Draco launched himself at his boyfriend, pushing Harry under the water.
They both came up seconds later, Draco keeping the grin on his face as Harry sputtered water, "What the hell!?"
Draco shrugged and playfully splashed Harry with water, "Dunno."
Narrowing his eyes, Harry growled. Draco had no time to react as Harry grabbed his waist with one arm, pulling him out of the water slightly, while his free hand yanked down Draco's shorts. Yelping at the sudden rush of cold air, Draco was glad that Harry decided to turn his back as he basically molested him, and that Cole and Luke were already at the truck getting the food.
Harry dropped Draco back into the water and waved the green shorts around his head laughing, "Come and get em'!!"
Draco scowled, "You do realize that you're SO going to pay for this Potter!!" he screamed after Harry as he ducked under the water when Cole came into view.
Harry stood on the shore as Cole came up beside him having walked down the path leading from the cliff to the beach. "What're you doing?"
"Holding Draco's shorts captive."
"Really?!" Cole dropped the food to the ground. "So he's naked then?"
"......" Harry flung his hand back and threw the shorts at Draco. "GOD PUT THEM ON BEFORE COLE GETS THERE!"
Draco looked up just in time to see his shorts flying towards his head, and Cole entering the water a determined expression on his face. "Oh fuck!" He scrambled to put on his shorts just as Cole reached him. Draco yelped and pushed Cole into the water, then making a run for the shore, and the two figures standing infront of him doubled over in laughter. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" He screamed as Cole came up behind him, running far to quickly in the water for Draco's liking.
Grabbing onto Harry, he held on for dear life as Harry stumbled from the contact. Looking over at a very wet and very happy Cole, Draco glared at him and said in a half whimper half accusing tone, "What the hell! You have a boyfriend! STOP CHASING ME!" he paused to take a breath, "You're going to give me a fucking heart attack if you keep doing shit like that!"
Cole stuck out his tongue at Draco, turning to Luke, "Do you think we should tell him?" he asked sweetly.
Luke shrugged, "Yeah. I guess so."
"TELL ME WHAT!!?" Draco yelled as he loosened his grip on Harry, for the taller man was beginning to double over in laughter, and was unable to keep Draco upright.
"It was all Luke's idea," Cole started, "he can be so evil sometimes."
"Yeah, but Harry taking your shorts was purely his idea."
Harry smirked, trying to regain his composure as Draco backed away from him slightly, "You should have seen your face when Cole came running into the water!"
Draco crossed his arms, looking from one man to the next, "You PLANNED this?!"
"Mhm." Cole smiled. "I'm not really a raving man whore, I just pretended." He held onto Luke's hand, "But as for the planning part, yes... we did. We wanted you to loosen up a bit. We being Luke and myself."
"If you wanted me to loosen up, you should have said something! Chasing after me, staring lewdly at my body and nearly jumping me every chance you had wasn't the right idea!"
"Ahh... but it's all good now, Draco dearest." Harry smiled walking towards the dropped basket of food. "Lets just eat?"
Draco scowled as he sat down on his towel, crossing his legs. "You all suck."
Cole raised his eyebrow, "Too true... we are all gay."
"Uuugh..." Draco let his head fall to his hands. "I don't even want to go there..."
The sun had shifted its position in the sky, and the group of friends were now sitting in the shade thoroughly dry. Stretching out on his towel, Draco stared up at the sky. The clouds were drifting by almost lazily forming patterns and shapes.
Luke had lain down on his side, propping himself up on his elbow, "What do you want to do now?" he looked at each of the boys.
"Erm... I don't know." Harry shrugged his shoulders and looked at Cole. "You have any ideas?"
"Yee...No... no I don't." He turned to Draco. "Draco? Have you got any idea what to do?"
Sighing slightly as he stretched Draco offered, "I dunno... we could play truth or dare?"
"Naughty truth or dare?!" Cole asked hopefully.
"Eh... if you want."
"Who wants to start then?" Luke asked as he picked up sand, letting the tiny grains run through his fingers.
There was silence, then Draco sighed again, "Well since it was my idea, I'll go first," looking at the other three boys, Draco eyes rested on Luke, "Okay, Luke. Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
Thinking about it, Draco's lips split into a wide grin, "Okay, what is the strangest place on a human body that you have ever licked?"
"The place right behind the ear." He smiled. "Harry, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Excellent..." Luke sat up thinking. "I dare you to lick Draco from his foot to his chin. Without stopping once, your tongue can't leave his skin."
Draco's eyes went wide, and then he shrugged as Harry crawled over in the sand towards him. Laying on his back, Draco grinned up at Harry and whispered teasingly, "Be gentle..."
Harry smiled as he lent forward, and reached for the drawstring on his shorts. Harry began to slide the pants off of his slender hips, "You may want to cover that." Draco nodded numbly and placed his hands over his crotch. Pulling the shorts off of Draco's body, Harry then smiled again placing his tongue to Draco's big toe. Draco stifled a laugh as he felt Harry's tongue travel up his leg towards his thigh. Keeping his tongue on Draco's thigh, Harry lightly nipped at the skin causing Draco to squeal slightly. Cole and Luke raised their eyebrows as Harry made his way up the rest of Draco's thigh, slowly drawing his tongue over the area of Draco's waist that he knew to be quite ticklish. Draco's legs twitched at the touch as he laughed. Pausing there for just a moment more, Harry slowly found his way up Draco's chest, making sure to run his tongue over his nipple. He heard Draco take in a sharp breath as he reached his chin.
"That was quite possibly the most erotic thing I've ever seen in my life." Luke said slowly as Harry covered Draco with his towel.
"....Wow that was... wow." Cole whispered as he watched Draco try to put his shorts back on underneath the towel.
"Like I said before," Harry smiled turning to Draco. "You taste very good."
The rest of the afternoon was spent playing truth or dare, with some very naughty outcomes. The group of friends played on into the night; soon enough they had all ended up sitting in the truck, listening to quiet music play in the background.
Draco and Harry had eventually fallen asleep in the backseat, holding eachother close, and Cole and Luke had fallen asleep in the front seat. Even though the day had started out roughly, it had ended perfectly. And for the first time that week, Draco wasn't plagued by his nightmares.
Raei: HAAA! Long chapter, ne? OKAY... we've got a question to ask, Porcelain- dol, who recommended this story to you? Inquiring authors must know.
Harry: Well it wasn't sex, but it was close enough to... quite a few times. (glares at Raei and Kylia)
Draco: Says he who got to lick me and see me naked... three times.
Harry: (shrugs) Eh...
Kylia: I want to thank oOWeasleyWizardWheezesOo, or Ambz, for all of her fabulous reviews!!
Kylia, Raei, Harry and Draco: BYE!! SEND MORE LOVELY REVIEWS!
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