Chapter 13
FINALLY!
Back in the living room, Harry found Draco sitting on the couch by himself, glaring at the now empty love seat across from him. Harry wondered where Hermione and Ron went. According to Draco, they had gotten bored went to bed.
"I forgot I had a room reserved for them," Harry mumbled. Draco just looked at him.
"So," Draco said slowly.
"So, what?" Harry asked, confused. Draco sighed, annoyed.
"What about Blaise then," Draco asked. "You were certainly out there long enough. You better have talked him into moving to Spain or something," Harry chuckled.
"He's going to give Severus a try," Harry replied. He sat down and pulled Draco into his lap. Draco rested his head on his shoulder.
"I hate being shorter than you," he whined.
"I know," Harry replied. They sat there in silence for a while, both boys content until Draco broke it.
"I was thinking," Draco began.
"Always a scary thing," Harry smirked. Draco glared at him
"I want you to um…have me," Draco said softly, just barely loud enough for Harry to even catch.
"Have you?" Harry squeaked, annoyed at how stupid he sounded.
"Yes. Take me," Draco replied. "Make love to me, Harry. Please," Draco was even more annoyed at how pitiful he sounded, but man did he want this.
"Now?" Harry exclaimed.
"No, two weeks from Thursday, yes now!"
"If that's what you want," Harry replied, even though inside he was screaming YES, YES, YES!
"Harry you idiot," Draco smiled.
Harry stood up and grabbed Draco's hand, pulling him along through the house. Knowing for a fact that their rooms where totally in the other direction, Draco wanted to know where they were going. Harry led him down the hall, up some stairs, around the corner, and into a room which turned out to be a bathroom. He stared at Harry wondering what was going on in his head. Harry simply left him and walked to the bath tub. Draco watched as he filled up the monstrous fixture that could easily have rivaled those in Hogwart's Prefect bathrooms. Harry went around the turning on different taps. One released cold water, the other hot and the last bubbles. He then charmed the bubbles to not sting their eyes and walked back to Draco. By this time, Draco was completely confused.
"Take off your clothes," Harry said.
"What?" Draco asked, not even pay any attention.
"You can't bathe with your clothes on," Harry replied. "Nor can I make love to you," he whispered in his ear, making Draco wonder how he'd gotten so close. Harry reached for the bottom of Draco's shirt pulling him closer. He pulled it up and over Draco's head. Draco sort of just stood there trying to get his brain and body to catch up to each other. Harry then pulled off his on shirt, dropping it next to Draco, reaching for Draco's pants. In one swift movement he had both Draco's pants and boxers at his ankles. The only movement Draco made was kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his clothes. So for all of five minutes, Harry stood there gazing at Draco's naked body, wanting to perfectly captor this image in his head forever. When the sight just became to much, Harry removed his own clothes and grabbed Draco. They both dove into the water. Harry didn't give Draco much time to really think before he'd pulled the boy to him and crushed their lips together.
Body to body, hip to hip, and Draco was completely breathless. He was pure putty in Harry's hands - which was a complete change from the usual Harry being putty in Draco's.
Harry was falling in love with Draco's noises. No matter what he did, the boy never made the same sound twice in a row. It was as if even though the sound was the same, he would make it in a totally different way. Harry loved it. For example, if Harry pinched a nipple, which he had quickly come accustomed to doing, Draco would moan ever so softly. Then again on the other hand, if Harry licked that same nipple, and sucked on it, Draco's moans would rise in pitch. Of course Draco also practically yelped when Harry took it upon himself to pick him up and set him on the side of the tub. He smirked at Draco, arousal standing at attention and without any hesitation, he completely engulfed his boyfriend. Harry tried not to laugh when Draco tried to push his whole self into Harry's mouth. He wrapped his hands around Draco's waist to hold him in place, and Draco put his hands on his shoulderds. As Harry teased his boyfriends cock with his mouth, Draco couldn't help but dig his nails into Harry's back.
Draco was close, and both boys knew. Harry could tell Draco wanted horribly to release but Harry wasn't having any of that, he pulled off, and Draco whimpered. He pulled him back into the pool and Draco clung to him.
"You taste wonderful, did you know," Harry whispered in his ear, and then licked up the edge of it, slightly nipping it as he went. Draco moaned in reply unable to say anything. Continuing to distract Draco by kissing all his neck and stroking him softly, Harry worked his way down to Draco entrance. He tried to slowly probe one finger into Draco, but stupid to think Draco wouldn't feel it. Said boy stiffened but with some quick stimulation from Harry quickly relaxed and was quite loudly begging for more. Harry had every intention of obeying. He added two fingers, followed by three, scissoring them in an effort to prepare his boyfriend. Draco couldn't help but push him self down on the fingers and was rewarded nicely with Harry fingers coming in contact with that perfect little spot inside him. Draco's virgin body almost gave out at that little touch but Harry pulled out. He dragged Draco to deeper waters and propped him up on the wall. "Ready for something bigger?" Harry said, which was all the warning Draco got before Harry was pushing into him. It hurt at first and he tried to push Harry away but Harry wouldn't allow it. He whispered to Draco not to concentrate on the pain but on Harry.
"Try to feel the pleasure, not the pain," Harry told him. And Draco did just that. Soon he was again a mass of incoherent sounds. He might have been just a bit uncomfortable standing up like he was but hell if he cared. He soon had Harry buried to the hilt in him and they both about died right there. Even though Harry had waited three years and Draco only one, it felt like their whole lives had led up to this exact moment.
It was long before Draco told Harry to move. He did just that, pulling out before plunging back in. Draco took in a huge breath. He hugged his arms around Harry's neck, whose own arms were around Draco's waist. Over and over again, Harry took Draco. And every time Draco willing received him. As both boys got to the edge, Draco tried to hold on for Harry but Harry told him to let go, angling himself to hit Draco's sweet spot again. Draco came, screaming Harry's name as did. Harry followed but only after making sure Draco hadn't completely emptied himself. They both stayed there not wanting to be done yet but Harry had to pull out eventually. With his remaining energy, he carried Draco to their rooms and they both climbed into bed.
They fell asleep more than boyfriends - but lovers.
A/N: OMG! I know this took forever to get out. I'm sorry. And to make it worst it's unbeta. My beta never sent me back the chapter but i read this over like thrity times so i hope i caught all the mistakes. It's kind of short but I just want the sex scene by it's self. And before you all stop reading, this isn't the last chapter. I have one or two left. I say or because the very last chapter is up to you. You all get to decide whether or not I write it. But do stay tune for the next chapter and at the end of it, you'll find out what i mean. Till then. Later.
...p.s. to anyone who has read this before, it's been beta-ed now. So i don't know if it'll make much a difference but i though you might want to know.
