"More."

"Oh, um, Okay."

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"Ow!"

"What is it, Draco?"

"What the hell did you just do, Potter?"

"Well..Um… Is that a trick question?"

"Did you just bite my lip?"

"Eh…"

"I really don't know what passion is for you, Potter, but for me that's just pain."

"…"

"I think I'm bleeding."

"…"

"Yeah, I'm pretty damn sure I'm bleeding."

"…"

"I taste blood!"

"…"

"For Merlin's sake, it's like that damn kebab stick all over again!"

" …"

"God…ow…"

"You know you liked it."

"I beg your pardon?"

"You heard."

"What the hell makes you think that I'd enjoy having a throbbing lip and blood dribbling down my chin?"

"Ever heard of mixing pain with pleasure, Malfoy?"

"Malfoy, Harry?"

"Draco."

"Thank you."

"Anyway. Pain. Mixed with pleasure. Heard of it?"

"W-well yes, but…"

"You're…you're not nervous, are you?"

"No…"

"Yeah you are."

"Not."

"Are."

"Not."

"Are."

"Not."

"Let me get that."

"Get what, Potter?"

"That…right here…"

"Wha – eaahhh…"

"Mm, sorry. I just couldn't resist."

"Did.. did you just lick my mouth, Potter?"

"I was cleaning up the blood."

"With your tongue?"

"Well, yeah."

"And what makes you think you have the right to salivate all over my mouth?"

"After what we just did about 3 minutes ago, I think I have the right to do pretty much anything involving my mouth and saliva."

"Y-you…what.. I… I-I don't know what you mean."

"Denial isn't just a river in Egypt, Draco."

"Oh, God… Cliché… Need. To. Throw…something… at you… Aha!"

"Ow!"

"Hah!"

"I'll have a bruise now, Draco."

"Oh dear."

"…"

"…"

"You don't need to feel so uncomfortable about our… relations… that you have to throw things at me whenever the subject comes up."

"I'll hit you again."

"Wh-OW!"

"What now, Potter?"

"Mop fell on me."

"Ah."

"…"

"…"

"Excuse me, Draco!"

"What?"

"Do you mind not stroking…um…"

"What?"

"THAT!"

"Oh. OH, oh, GOD. I'm sorry, Potter. I thought it was the mop."

"…"

"…"

"…Why the hell were you stroking the mop, Draco?"

"I'd rather not answer that."

"Fine. Just make sure it doesn't happen again."

"Okay, okay, Potter."

"Harry."

"Oh for Merlin's – Harry, then."

"It's just my first name. No need to get your thong in a twist."

"Are you implying that I'm wearing a thong?"

"S'the truth."

"I am not wearing a thong!"

"Yes you are, Draco."

"Am not!"

"Are too."

"Am not!"

"Are too."

"Am not!"

"Yes you are, Draco! I felt it!"

"Wh-b-but that's just the drawstring on my trousers!"

"You're wearing jeans."

"No I'm not."

"Let me have a look, there."

"POTTER! Stop fondling my leg!"

"Oh, you like that, do you?"

"N-no! Don't… don't go higher…"

"Higher? Up...here, maybe?"

"POTTER! Th-that's not…appropriate…"

"I think you like it."

"N-no… I…Um…mmm…"

"Was that a groan, Draco?"

"M-may-maybe…"

"That's very hot, Draco."

"Yes, I know…"

"Don't gloat, Draco. It'll spoil the moment."

"Just the moment?"

"And my severe arousal."

"Hah."

"And yours."

"Touché, once again."

"So what shall we do, Draco?"

"We have two options, Harry."

"Which are?"

"Well we could keep talking, and probably argue again."

"Or?"

"This."

"Wh –"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"I prefer option two."

"Me too, Harry."

A/N: Wehey! Sorry for the insanely slow updating. I actually had this chapter written down several months ago, but I went ahead and lost it, but then found it again just a few days ago. I have the kast chapter, too, which is the next one.
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