A/n: So, depressing and mental, you say:D Well, let's try again...
If we sleep together, will you like me better?
Draco was sitting sideways and cross-legged on the couch on Monday night, reading the charms book on his lap. He could feel eyes on him and instinctively looked up. A pair of green eyes were fixed on him. Draco noticed that the potions essay Harry had previously been working on was neatly placed on the floor next to the couch.
"What?" Draco asked the gryffindor.
Harry didn't say anything. He carefully got from his cross-legged position to his hands and knees and started advancing on Draco. Draco knew what the gryffindor had in mind and dropped the book to the floor. Next thing he knew, Harry had pressed his lips against his. Draco responded eagerly.
Harry pushed the slytherin on his back. Draco straightened his legs and brought his hands to Harry's waist.
Oh Merlin, how he had learned to love kissing the gryffindor. It wasn't like anything he had ever experienced before. Kissing Harry could be soft like kissing a girl was, but it was also rough and intense and wild. Harry had become a bold kisser, going after what he wanted. Draco was just as forceful kisser as Harry was, but secretly he loved when he could manage to reduce the lion-like gryffindor into a kitten.
Draco grabbed the hem of Harry's jumper and pulled it over his head, accidentally taking Harry's glasses with it as well. He took hold of Harry's back again and flipped them over on the narrow couch, placing his knees on both sides of the gryffindor. Harry yelped from the sudden move, but forgot about it quickly and went back to Draco's lips.
Draco loosened Harry's tie and pulled it over the gryffindor's head. Then he started on the shirt. He unbuttoned it one button at a time, greeting the slowly appearing skin of Harry's chest with his mouth. Meanwhile, Harry was unbuttoning his cuffs.
When Draco had successfully unbuttoned the shirt he sat up on Harry's thighs, taking the gryffindor up with him, tearing the shirt off of Harry's shoulders.
With the shirt finally on the floor, the two boys paused. They stared at each other, panting heavily. One down and one to go. Now they just had to get Draco undressed as well, before they could feel their bare chests against each other's.
Finally Draco went to work and forcefully pulled his jumper over his head and attacked Harry's lips hungrily again. Draco had his other hand in Harry's hair and the other one was frantically loosening his own tie. The slytherin pulled it over his head. Harry immediately attacked the top buttons of Draco's shirt, unbuttoning them and ravishing the skin exposed. Draco tilted his head back and enjoyed the feeling of Harry's lips on his neck and collarbone.
Vaguely he realized that Harry had moved to unbutton the lower buttons as well, so he lifted his hands over his head to unbutton the cuffs. Finally Draco's shirt was off as well.
Harry put his hand on the base of Draco's neck and pulled the slytherin down for a searing kiss. Then he moved his mouth to Draco's ear and whispered "I want to have sex with you."
Draco pulled back a bit, startled. "What, now?" he whispered, looking at Harry's intense eyes.
Harry just stared back seriously and nodded.
Draco felt his chest fill with something warm and he smiled. "I don't think that's a good idea" he said softly to the gryffindor.
Harry looked at Draco with something that the slytherin couldn't decipher. He let go of Draco's neck and fell on his back on the couch, throwing his arm over his eyes.
Draco frowned at the gryffindor's actions. Was Harry regretting his proposal?
Draco was suddenly feeling extremely unwelcome so he moved from Harry's thighs and retreated to the corner of the couch, observing the boy laying before him.
As soon as Harry felt Draco's weight moving away, he bent his knees and placed his feet on the couch. He hugged his naked chest with his arms and looked away from Draco.
Draco couldn't understand what was going on. Harry had turned from hot to cold in a few moments. The gryffindor was hugging himself like he had been rejected, just because he had said that. Suddenly, the slytherin understood.
Draco advanced on Harry and leaned over him again. Harry still wasn't looking at him, but he allowed Draco to settle between his legs anyway.
Draco carefully placed his hands on both sides of the gryffindor.
"Harry, I'd really like to have sex with you." Now Harry looked up. "I want you bad" Draco said seriously. He looked at the boy laying underneath him. Harry's green eyes were vivid with emotions. Draco thought he looked actually beautiful. "Especially now" he said almost fondly.
"So what's the problem?" Harry said, defensive. "Why don't you want to shag me, then?"
Draco wasn't flurried by Harry's bluntness. He carefully lowered himself on his forearms, forcing Harry's arms from his chest to his sides.
"The only thing that could make me give up a shag with you, is to trade it..." Draco said with a sly smile. "For two shags." Harry looked confused. "Or more" Draco continued. "But I don't think you would be thanking me if I were to shag you here, on this dusty couch and without any lube."
Draco had already thought that he had seen Harry looking beautiful, but the effect was doubled as a smile formed on Harry's lips. Harry lifted his head a bit and kissed Draco sweetly.
"So we'll be needing a bed" Harry said after he had let his head drop on the couch again.
"You really want to do this, then?" Draco asked.
Harry nodded his head and Draco leaned down to gently kiss Harry's neck and jaw. Harry was running his hands lazily over Draco's back and sides.
"Well the dorm rooms are out of the question" Harry said aloud while Draco kept himself busy. "I guess it's the Room of Requirement then" he finally concluded after a moment.
Draco had been in the process of sucking the tip of Harry's chin. He pulled up and looked at Harry, frowning. "The what?"
"It's a room on the seventh floor, that... um, provides it's user with whatever he may... require" Harry explained pathetically.
Draco looked at him with lifted eyebrows. "You don't say" he commented.
Harry ignored Draco's comment. "I'll show you."
Draco nodded in agreement, but didn't go back to kissing. Harry was staring somewhere over Draco's right shoulder. The blonde waited patiently for Harry to say what was on his mind.
"So it hurts then, huh?" Harry tried to ask casually, still looking over Draco's shoulder.
Draco considered his words. "Well, it's not completely painless." Harry looked back at him. "Especially if it's your first time." Harry nodded. Draco wasn't surprised.
"The body just isn't used to it." Harry nodded again. "But there are things we can do to make it easier." Harry looked unsure. "Like the lube" Draco explained on and Harry nodded once more.
"And I can... prepare you" Draco said. "With my fingers." Harry's eyebrows shot up. Draco chuckled at that. "It can actually be kind of nice."
Draco looked Harry intently in the eyes. Just talking about it was turning him on.
"Like the whole thing." Draco was leaning forward to feel Harry's breath on his face. "Once you get used to it, it can be nice as well. Sometimes even really nice."
Harry was breathing shallowly. "I'm so hard right now" he whispered.
"I know" Draco said and glanced downwards where his tummy was resting between Harry's thighs. The gryffindor blushed at this. "Me too" Draco assured.
"Really?" Harry drawled.
The slytherin smiled at Harry's tone. "Yeah, don't you feel it? Wait..." Draco lifted himself higher so that their crotches rubbed together.
"Ah!" Harry gasped at the contact. "I feel it, I feel it!" he announced frantically.
Draco smiled, pleased. He started grinding on Harry over and over again, making Harry throw his head back, gasping.
'Here kitty kitty...'
Title of the chapter from Sleep Together by Garbage
To Kyogera: Thank you for reviewing. About spelling and grammar. I'm sorry to irritate you with my mistakes, but I promise, it's not because I'm careless. It's just the old story; I'm not an anglophone. That's obviously not a good enough excuse, I mean it's 'don't write if you bloody don't know how', right? But I'll try to do better, 'kay:)
To Tanaraza: Hmm... Well, she's a clever girl, of course, but I don't think she's all-powerful. I may sound a bit cynical, but I think it is possible to drop out from the face of earth if you really try. But really, do we know what she knows?