Same disclaimer as always. Thanks for all the reviews!!!! Y'all up for
some major snoggage??????? I hope you are... cus that's mainly what this
chapter is. ::grins:: Well, enjoy the chapter!
A/N: Just to let you all know, I'm not putting any shagging scenes in this story cus I can't write them. This won't turn into R. Sorry to all of you that want it.
Chapter 3
Just as Harry found Draco's lips again, the Slytherin snaked his arms around his waist, bringing them closer. He took his hands out of his pockets and ran them through the unbelievably soft, blonde hair carelessly. (A/N: I just finished the science quiz and I'm in there righting this now.) Doing that pulled their heads even closer together emitting a low moan from Malfoy.
`Damn... I did sooo not just moan.`
[Yes, you did.]
`Did not.`
[Denial isn't just a river in Egypt.]
`Whatever.`
[Have fun!]
As the same time, Harry's mind was screaming at him to stop. But he just couldn't bring himself to push Malfoy away, especially when he was exploring his mouth sooo hungrily. He backed the blonde up into a wall and both of them slid down to the floor, sitting there, kissing each other madly until both of them were breathless.
They pulled apart only long enough to catch their breath. Draco locked eyes with the fellow Seeker's mesmerizing emerald ones with lust and seeing the same thing, he tilted his head to kiss the boy passionately again.
This one kiss was exhilarating. It was hungrier than all the rest they had shared in the hour. No reason why. It was a whole lot better than their first one. Harry bit Draco's bottom lip lightly. More than willingly, Draco let him in. The blonde boy aggressively massaged his tongue with the one of the raven-haired boy. He then mapped out every little part of the wonderful tasting mouth while his opposite did the same to his.
As both tongues went back into their respective mouths, teeth clanked together, but not for long. Pretty soon, they were biting each other's lips desperately and exploring each other's mouths with their tongues again. To put it short, their magical hands were definitely not idle either.
Draco's hands had found their way into the lower half of Harry's perfect body. One hand was on his arse, one had untied his robes and taken his shirt out of his pants; finding his way up it to caress his back and his hard, lean abs.
Much to his own disappointment, Harry's hands were not mapping his body out, but were buried in his hair, making it adorably messy. He untangled the Gryffindor's hands out of his hair and put them around his waist. It was Harry's choice of what to do from there. And man, was his choice enjoyable.
The next hour was filled with the friction of two very nicely toned bodies pressed against each other, being fondled by the opposite's hands, tongues gliding over every bit of the other mouth, red swollen lips parting and latching themselves again and again, and a bit of rolling on desks. It was a wonder that neither boy gave the other a love bite.
They were too into kissing each other to car about any other part of the bodies. Alas the two pulled away from each other. Amazed. Breathless, but craving more.
"Wow," Draco was at a loss of words, for once. But then again, who wouldn't be after being thoroughly snogged like that?
"Oh Merlin." Harry didn't know what else to say. He was speechless. That had just been the time of his life.
"I snog you for two hours and all you can say is 'Oh Merlin'? If you were going to say anyone's name, it should have been mine!" the blonde scowled jealously. It was just too cute.
"Oh shut up. You know perfectly well what I meant," Raven hair grinned happily. That had just been the most amazing two hours ever spent in detention. For both of them. But, neither of them would really ever dare to admit it to the other. Unless... the other said it first. Boys. Always competing...
The two of them sat in silence for a minute or two processing their thoughts before Draco finally broke the silence.
"That was, in a strange way, kinda fun." Potter's cheeks flushed red. `Bloody hell he looks gorgeous. All sweaty and messed up. With those puffy, swollen lips, and open robe. Even the dreaded school uniform looks good on him. He seems rather cute right now... BACK UP! I did not just call Potter cute!`
[Yes, you did.]
`Bugger off.`
[Someone's in denial again.]
`Fuck you.`
[Don't you have Harry to do that? So why not ask him to?]
`Leave me alone.`
[I can't.]
`Why?`
[I'm the annoying voice that had unfortunately been stuck in your head.]
"You up for some more?" Harry hinted. Was Potter FLiRTiNG with him? Fuck... What happened to the shy Gryffindor he's been talking to merely two short hours ago?
[You two snogged the daylights out of each other. That's what happened to the bashful boy from two hours ago.]
`Oh.`
[I can't believe I got stuck in a head as thick as yours. With your name and riches, I expected you to be at least a bit brighter. Maybe with some common sense.]
`Shut up.`
[Awww... Is ickle Malfoy too dense and stupid to come up with a decent comeback for the voice in his mind?]
Draco ignored the frustrating voice at the back of his head, leaned over, and kissed Harry Potter full on the lips. "Does that answer your question?"
"I think I need a bit more convincing." Draco kissed him harshly again.
"Now does that answer your question?"
"Perfectly clearly," and Harry kissed him back with the lust that retuned into his beautiful green eyes. Merlin, he loved those eyes. Always so trusting. Unbelievably sexy too.
"Do you thin anyone would mind if I put a nice hickey on your neck?" the Slytherin wanted to mark the delicious looking skin of his neck. Badly. Very badly.
The yummy looking Gryffindor shook his head. "But, on one condition," he stated.
"You name it. And I'll try to get you it."
"I get to give you one too."
"Perfectly fine with me."
Draco started off with sucking and lightly biting on Harry's neck. Then he softly pressed his lips to the spot that was now marked, happy with the nice red mark that was now marring the tan neck.
"Your turn," he grinned arrogantly.
First, Harry slowly licked the part of the pale, smooth neck he was preparing to bite, seductively. The blonde felt like he was being tortured. But in a good way. /Potter's teasing me!! Potter is fucking teasing me!! One second thought... he's pretty damn good at it too./ He grazed his teeth lightly over the spot for a while longer. Then he bit the sensitive skin, not too lightly, not too roughly. Malfoy was in heaven. Damn, it felt good. Harry kissed the spot he'd bitten a few times, and within moments, the two hottest and most eligible boys in Hogwarts were back to snogging madly, still fighting for competition.
Suddenly, the door burst open and there was a blushing, red faced Snape there, glaring at the two very disheveled looking boys still devouring each other's faces like there was no tomorrow and on HiS desk.
To be continued....
Hope you liked it! Still worth continuing?
A/N: I have part of chapter 4 written already, but this time, it comes with a price. I gotta get at least 11 reviews before I post again. That's not too much to ask, right?
A/N: Just to let you all know, I'm not putting any shagging scenes in this story cus I can't write them. This won't turn into R. Sorry to all of you that want it.
Chapter 3
Just as Harry found Draco's lips again, the Slytherin snaked his arms around his waist, bringing them closer. He took his hands out of his pockets and ran them through the unbelievably soft, blonde hair carelessly. (A/N: I just finished the science quiz and I'm in there righting this now.) Doing that pulled their heads even closer together emitting a low moan from Malfoy.
`Damn... I did sooo not just moan.`
[Yes, you did.]
`Did not.`
[Denial isn't just a river in Egypt.]
`Whatever.`
[Have fun!]
As the same time, Harry's mind was screaming at him to stop. But he just couldn't bring himself to push Malfoy away, especially when he was exploring his mouth sooo hungrily. He backed the blonde up into a wall and both of them slid down to the floor, sitting there, kissing each other madly until both of them were breathless.
They pulled apart only long enough to catch their breath. Draco locked eyes with the fellow Seeker's mesmerizing emerald ones with lust and seeing the same thing, he tilted his head to kiss the boy passionately again.
This one kiss was exhilarating. It was hungrier than all the rest they had shared in the hour. No reason why. It was a whole lot better than their first one. Harry bit Draco's bottom lip lightly. More than willingly, Draco let him in. The blonde boy aggressively massaged his tongue with the one of the raven-haired boy. He then mapped out every little part of the wonderful tasting mouth while his opposite did the same to his.
As both tongues went back into their respective mouths, teeth clanked together, but not for long. Pretty soon, they were biting each other's lips desperately and exploring each other's mouths with their tongues again. To put it short, their magical hands were definitely not idle either.
Draco's hands had found their way into the lower half of Harry's perfect body. One hand was on his arse, one had untied his robes and taken his shirt out of his pants; finding his way up it to caress his back and his hard, lean abs.
Much to his own disappointment, Harry's hands were not mapping his body out, but were buried in his hair, making it adorably messy. He untangled the Gryffindor's hands out of his hair and put them around his waist. It was Harry's choice of what to do from there. And man, was his choice enjoyable.
The next hour was filled with the friction of two very nicely toned bodies pressed against each other, being fondled by the opposite's hands, tongues gliding over every bit of the other mouth, red swollen lips parting and latching themselves again and again, and a bit of rolling on desks. It was a wonder that neither boy gave the other a love bite.
They were too into kissing each other to car about any other part of the bodies. Alas the two pulled away from each other. Amazed. Breathless, but craving more.
"Wow," Draco was at a loss of words, for once. But then again, who wouldn't be after being thoroughly snogged like that?
"Oh Merlin." Harry didn't know what else to say. He was speechless. That had just been the time of his life.
"I snog you for two hours and all you can say is 'Oh Merlin'? If you were going to say anyone's name, it should have been mine!" the blonde scowled jealously. It was just too cute.
"Oh shut up. You know perfectly well what I meant," Raven hair grinned happily. That had just been the most amazing two hours ever spent in detention. For both of them. But, neither of them would really ever dare to admit it to the other. Unless... the other said it first. Boys. Always competing...
The two of them sat in silence for a minute or two processing their thoughts before Draco finally broke the silence.
"That was, in a strange way, kinda fun." Potter's cheeks flushed red. `Bloody hell he looks gorgeous. All sweaty and messed up. With those puffy, swollen lips, and open robe. Even the dreaded school uniform looks good on him. He seems rather cute right now... BACK UP! I did not just call Potter cute!`
[Yes, you did.]
`Bugger off.`
[Someone's in denial again.]
`Fuck you.`
[Don't you have Harry to do that? So why not ask him to?]
`Leave me alone.`
[I can't.]
`Why?`
[I'm the annoying voice that had unfortunately been stuck in your head.]
"You up for some more?" Harry hinted. Was Potter FLiRTiNG with him? Fuck... What happened to the shy Gryffindor he's been talking to merely two short hours ago?
[You two snogged the daylights out of each other. That's what happened to the bashful boy from two hours ago.]
`Oh.`
[I can't believe I got stuck in a head as thick as yours. With your name and riches, I expected you to be at least a bit brighter. Maybe with some common sense.]
`Shut up.`
[Awww... Is ickle Malfoy too dense and stupid to come up with a decent comeback for the voice in his mind?]
Draco ignored the frustrating voice at the back of his head, leaned over, and kissed Harry Potter full on the lips. "Does that answer your question?"
"I think I need a bit more convincing." Draco kissed him harshly again.
"Now does that answer your question?"
"Perfectly clearly," and Harry kissed him back with the lust that retuned into his beautiful green eyes. Merlin, he loved those eyes. Always so trusting. Unbelievably sexy too.
"Do you thin anyone would mind if I put a nice hickey on your neck?" the Slytherin wanted to mark the delicious looking skin of his neck. Badly. Very badly.
The yummy looking Gryffindor shook his head. "But, on one condition," he stated.
"You name it. And I'll try to get you it."
"I get to give you one too."
"Perfectly fine with me."
Draco started off with sucking and lightly biting on Harry's neck. Then he softly pressed his lips to the spot that was now marked, happy with the nice red mark that was now marring the tan neck.
"Your turn," he grinned arrogantly.
First, Harry slowly licked the part of the pale, smooth neck he was preparing to bite, seductively. The blonde felt like he was being tortured. But in a good way. /Potter's teasing me!! Potter is fucking teasing me!! One second thought... he's pretty damn good at it too./ He grazed his teeth lightly over the spot for a while longer. Then he bit the sensitive skin, not too lightly, not too roughly. Malfoy was in heaven. Damn, it felt good. Harry kissed the spot he'd bitten a few times, and within moments, the two hottest and most eligible boys in Hogwarts were back to snogging madly, still fighting for competition.
Suddenly, the door burst open and there was a blushing, red faced Snape there, glaring at the two very disheveled looking boys still devouring each other's faces like there was no tomorrow and on HiS desk.
To be continued....
Hope you liked it! Still worth continuing?
A/N: I have part of chapter 4 written already, but this time, it comes with a price. I gotta get at least 11 reviews before I post again. That's not too much to ask, right?