"OOOH! DRACO!" The Gryffindor's head was thrown back as he moaned loudly at the ceiling, his voice echoing the room. All because of how well Draco was treating his 'little hard friend'. He sucked on it vigorously, along with stroking the end at the same speed. He moaned at the delicious taste of the precum, as well the hard feeling of the member inside his mouth. He pulled back from his bobbing to lick all sides, slowly with as much drool trails made every time he pulled back. He spit once before rubbing it all over it and bobbed his head once more

The blonde was more animalistic as a needy wolf than a snake.

Harry gripped on his blonde hair tightly. He was so turned on by the action that it was a battle to not cum inside Draco's delicious, hot, and wet mouth. Oh, how he loved him so much.

Harry then gasped and whimpered softly with his eyes closed shut. Oh, how he loved the teasing at the tip. But it was too much.

"D-Draco," He moaned out, panting heavily after bringing his head back down. "If you don't stop, I... I'm gonna... c-cum!"

Hearing his words, Draco gives one last suck as his mouth was pulled back, making Harry moan at the feeling. Harry held back a whimper when the mouth was completely off—only to have a small kiss at the tip, making a thin drool string between them. The blonde looked up at him, his eyes still covered but a little wet due to unshed tears, his face red from blushing, and panting softly at the energy he used. While looking innocent.

Adonis was going to get it now!

Draco licked his lips before his cheeks were grasped by warm large hands, and his lips attacked by another, the tongue immediately pushed in and wrestled with Draco's. It made him moan at the feeling as he grasped his biceps to hold on before Harry brought Draco's head back, breaking the kiss.

"You're going to be the end of me." Draco made a breathless chuckle as he looked at him.

"I know," He answered before touching Harry's hands gently. The simple touch immediately relaxed the Gryffindor.

"You ready?" The blonde made no move. But soon Harry felt it; it was a nod, but barely. Draco was still a bit nervous.

After what he done to Harry, he was nervous about it being inside of him?! He acted in a way he wanted his member inside the blonde's tight hole REAL BAD! But, Harry couldn't blame him; their dreams were coming true, but the main part for the end of it was still a bit nerve-wrecking. Making them worry about messing up after everything they have done to turn each other on. They loved each other. They were going to be one soon. They didn't want that to be ruined.

"We're going to be fine." Harry blinked at the sudden voice from the blind Slytherin. "I trust you since the beginning, Harry."

Just saying that made Harry smiled. He gave him another kiss, more gentle and loving than before. He nodded after he pulled back, "I trust you too."

With Harry's guide, Draco was once again laid out on the bed on his back, making himself vulnerable to the dark-haired man. Harry adjusted himself until he was in between the blonde's legs.

The blonde made a little whimper when he felt his legs lifted up, and his ankles were placed on his smooth shoulders. This was it. They were getting closer now...

Harry took a good grip on his member, and took a breath before looking at him. "You sure?"

"Positive," the blonde answered immediately with a smile. That was enough for Harry.

He looks back down...

Brought his member forward...

And the tip of his member was pushed in.

Immediately, Draco squeezed around the intrusion and caused Harry to whimper. His release was hard to pull back. He soon leaned down and kissed the blonde deeply and passionately. It was perfect; made him completely distracted and relaxed once more. Thanks to it, he slowly pushed in more and stopped to let Draco adjust. There, he pulled back and started kissing and sucking his neck softly while his hand stroked him slowly. It distracted him further, allowing Harry to enter more after a minute.

Thankfully it wasn't long before Harry was fully inside. He sat up and looked down at the sight. He smiled. "Would you look at that. We're one."

Those words made a bright smile on the Slytherin, and even though Harry couldn't see he could tell Draco was going to cry in happiness.

"Go ahead," Draco said, still smiling. Harry nodded, even though he couldn't see it, and pulled back half his member before pushing it back in.

"Oh!" Draco moaned out as Harry started thrusting him, making true love with the Slytherin.

He suddenly stopped, and a sharp shiver trailed down his spine. Draco didn't notice the shiver, but he noticed when he stopped.

"Harry, what's wrong?" He asked, worried now. What was happening? Was he starting to regret it? Was he not good enough. His mind was instantly starting to get negative ideas that were making his heart race. Was he disgusted? Was he uncertain about it? Was he-He stopped thinking.

His mind was blank and his heart continued to race as he felt hands on his face. Right around the tie.

He soon gasped when he saw a inch of light coming in, having Draco instantly grab the Gryffinfor's hands.

"Harry, the spell," He warned. "We can't."

"...Trust me." The tone of voice threw him off. It was sweet and gentle—already, Draco was worried about that being gone, and replaced by a more repulsive and perverted tone.

Draco shook his head slightly, disagreeing. The bed softly creaked at different areas below him before a pair of lips touched his, along with a slimy and moving organ entering his mouth to wrestle with his own. The scent of his body, and the taste of the kiss completely distracted the blonde. He was no where aware of the Gryffindor, untying the knot behind his head before letting it lose, uncovering one closed eye as they kissed.

Harry soon pulled back and Draco opened the revealed eye.

Harry smiled while Draco was in shock. How could he be so stupid?! He lost defense on keeping Harry sane! Now he was going to get it; the stupid, annoying, emotional, pain in the—

"AAH!" Draco threw his head back, the tie removing itself further, when Harry thrusted inside of him. He soon resumed the tempo as he continued staring down at the man.

"H-Harry," Draco said, panting softly. "The—"

"I'm fine, Draco." The said man blinked and looked back at him, surprised while a few moans came out from his mouth. Harry was... still Harry.

"I had a shiver down my spine," He said, still thrusting him. "And, I don't feel the magic anymore when I entered you. I think... That's what broke it: making love with the person I love."

The confession already made the blonde embarrassed as he covered his face after letting out a small squeak. Harry chuckled before leaning down and kissed over the hands in the middle. "So cute," he said softly.

"Malfoys aren't cute," Draco argued.

"Don't start with the selfish you again, baby." He soon straighten up again, pulled back and thrusted up upward hard.

"OH!" Draco exclaimed, revealing his face again to have his hands grip on the sheets and arched his back. It was there Harry smirked; he found the prostate.

Harry smirked at the realization before leaning down and whispered in your ear. "You are so mine..." It was a growl and a hiss combined, having the Slytherin shiver and whimper while his eyes were closed.

Soon after, Draco felt the member being taken out, stopping halfway to only jam back in, hitting directly at his prostate.

"F***!" Draco screamed out, arching his back and gripped on the sheets further as he was pounded into the bed by his lover. "Oh, f***! H-Harry! S-so... g-good!"

Harry smirked at the Slytherin's words as he continued pounding him, huffing softly while keeping a good grip on his hips to keep him in place, much to Draco's disapproval.

"You like that, huh?" Harry growled in his ear, making Draco moan at the sound. "You like how I'm taking you?" He was thrown off guard when Draco started to vigorously shake his head.

"I-I love it," he moaned out, making Harry smirk again.

"That's what I love to hear," he said before licking the shell of the ear and then nibbled on it. Draco felt like he was further above Cloud 9 because of the action.

The blonde's hands moved up to hold on to Harry's back, his nails scratching his skin into red marks. Harry moaned at the feeling as it heighten his pleasure while pounding further on the bed. Draco moaned further as he kept hanging onto Harry. He never felt so alive. So grateful to have his virginity be broken, and be owned by the Gryffindor Golden Boy. He never thought to actually have the chance to be Harry as a friend, let alone as a lover. A lover who was pounding him so good he felt like he was going to break apart at how big he was.

"H-Harry," he stuttered, but got his attention. "H-harder. Faster. Take my body. P-Please! Pound that big cock of yours further inside me... Let me feel your cum h-hitting my prostate, and fill me up..."

Must this man turn him on even further?!

Harry, blushing brightly due to the begging, pulled back from his neck that he was nibbling on and wrapped his arms around his waist - only to stop, completely. Which also threw Draco off.

However, he was more surprised when they were flipped, "OH!"

Draco blushed brightly as he looked down at the man below, his hands on his hot and sweaty tan chest, smiling up at him.

"Before you came in, I masturabated at the idea of you, riding me in the locker room." The blush grew on Draco's face on the confession.

"So crazy, so needy..., so damn hot," Harry growled, but soon relaxed while smiling and rubbing Draco's sides. "Would it be okay if you did that now?" He asked kindly while still being a little tired. Draco bit his lower lip at the idea.

He wasn't the only one who thought about riding. He can still recall his last dream of having sex with the Gryffindor in a steam room of a spa, with the only two inside the room and having the most heated moment of their lives - before he found out he passed out in the room because of the intense imagination. The last thing he recalled was the Gryffindor, talking in Parseltongue as he rode him. No one knew that the snake language was a kink for him, but only on Harry, even though the guy can't do anymore after Voldemort's death.

It was still a turn on at the idea of riding Harry, and doing it for real... Well, he just hoped he was going to do it right. He then noticed how silent he was as he got back from his thoughts and noticed the Gryffindor's nervous face, worried about deniel of his sex imagination coming to life...

He can be so cute.

Draco soon clicked his tongue inside his closed mouth, making Harry blink at the sound.

The blonde soon leaned down, a special glint in his eyes that made Harry hitched his breath and blushed brightly at the sight, as well the smirk on his face as he felt the atmosphere on the blonde change from being a vulnerably submissive... to a horny one.

"You can be so cute," the blonde said, his voice made the Gryffindor moan softly at the sound, as well slightly shiver. "Wanting this 'little horny snake' to ride his big, bad lion's delicious..., hard... cock." The 'big, bad lion' blushed dark as he stayed silent, his throat surprisingly dry. Draco smiled at that as his hands roamed over the man's chest, making him jump a little before watching the blonde go back to sitting properly on his crotch.

"You want me so badly, big boy?" He said, sounding innocent while matching his puppy dog eyes. The Gryffindor dumbly nodded his head in a slow tempo. It made the innocent look disappear in a sexy snake-like look.

"Good ansssswer," he hissed playfully before raising his hips, half the member shown, only to be returned back inside the Slytherin's wet and stretched hole.

Harry never thought he would see the day an imagination he had would come true. The idea of Draco Lucius Malfoy, riding him while be so turned on; dreams really can come true, he thought as he watched the said man hop on his lap.

Sure, in the last imagination the blonde was strongly lusted as a bunny in heat, but at the sight he was having now he believed it would be close later on in the moment. Draco had his head thrown back, revealing his strong pale neck while a red blush wrapped around it, matching the one across his unseen face. Moans of enjoyment continue to come out of his mouth and towards the ceiling, but the echos made it easy for him to let him properly hear the unforgettable beautiful music he was making.

It wasn't long before the blonde looked back down, and the two made direct eye contact. His eyes were fully masked with lust and unshed tears, while a small trail of drool came from the side of his mouth. He was moving faster, and moaned louder - with additions of whimpers and shivers - making Harry know that he was getting close, but not close enough.

"H-Harry," the blonde said, looking at the man below him, whose hands were still on his hips to grip on. "Y-you have no idea how much I-I dreamed of doing this."

The confession completely caught him off guard as he stared wide eyed at the bouncing man.

"R-Really?" Harry stuttered, still surprised. He got a nod as a respond.

"Y-You're not the only one," he said, starting to slow down but continued to ride. He soon stopped and begun grinding his hips against Harry's, making the member go in deeper. "I imagined you like this; all dominant and determine, but also caring and gentle to me." His voice was more in control when he wasn't bouncing. "Your hands rubbing all over me, admiring it as well in a way wanted to remember what he felt like under his hands. Your lips all over me, taking every spot you can find and kiss over it, and sometimes add a nibble to make a possessed mark. Your words; those lusted, heated words that would make me be under your complete control. Not even... V-Voldemort would be able to control me more than you.

"You would then... take my virgin arse, saying that it was yours to take. To taste, to stretch, and to pound; a complete claim to show that I was yours at the beginning, and still is at the end."

He soon stopped grinding, and resumed riding the member again, having him moan at the feeling. "Harry, you always were so amazing to me. I can't help—A-AAH! Yeah!—that I wanted to be close to you—OH!—and be n-noticed by you. I kept b-bullying you because of it, and I-I regretted on m-making you so mad—Oh! R-Right there! Oh, you're so big to take! I'm g-g-gonna cum soon."

Harry couldn't believe what he heard. Draco really wanted him that bad. "B-But, that's not all."

He suddenly got his voice back, "N-No?"

Draco shook his head, chuckling softly. "I also i-imagined that you... used t-toys on me." Harry widen his eyes and blushed further until he was a tomato head.

"The constant used of v-vibrators inside me to s-stretch further, but weren't as big as yours. The—AAAH! Oooohhh!—idea of a c-cock ring! W-wrapped around the base, while you h-had me b-beg for your c-cock. M-made me beg to have it... in either my mouth or a-arse. And... I would do it... I would make myself a s-sex slave for yo—AAAHHH!"

His speaking was interrupted by a strong scream, made from the top of his throat. All because of Harry; he stopped his hips, pausing as he raised, then pounded upward that caused him to immediately hit the blonde's prostate.

"F******!" Draco moaned out loudly as tears started streaming down his face, as well more drool. "H-Harder! I'm c-close, Harry!"

A gasp soon came from the blonde, as he was pushed down and was stopped by his hands on Harry's chest, but their faces were close by two inches. The pounding was instantly slowed into slow thrusts, making Draco whine and wiggle his hips for more.

"I don't want you as a sex slave." Draco stopped, and looked at the man wide eyed. He was surprised by how serious he sounded. "I want you as Draco, the man I love. The man I desired for so long. And the man I want as a lover more than some lusted slave. I love you so much, Draco Malfoy. I want to make love with you more than have lustful moments together."

He grasped his cheeks, his thumbs wiping his tears. "The spell caused me to be lustful on you, making me the man you didn't fell for. The man whose cock is inside you now... is me. Not the Golden Boy, not the Chosen One, not the Savior of the Wizarding World, and definitely not your sex master. Just... Harry Potter, the man you love."

Draco was silent as the words computed in his head before a soft smile appeared on his face at the same time Harry removed his hands. He wrapped his arms around his neck, now surprising Harry.

"And I wouldn't want him any other way," he whispered, making Harry smile.

With their arms still wrapped around each other, and Harry in a sitting position with his back against the bed head, the pounding resumed and Draco's head was thrown back again, moaning loud at the ceiling. Just like in his dream, Harry leaned forward and started nibbling and sucking the blonde's neck. In respond, Draco whimpered softly and had his hands into the dark messy locks.

This was a moment the two wouldn't forget. They finally had the chance to be together, and they did. The spell still threw them off, as well made them continue to be curious on how it was and how did it got into Harry's system without him noticing, but right now they didn't care. In fact, they were more grateful that the spell, potion, or whatever it was came to Harry. It got them closer without even trying, and was a perfect success—

"DRACO!/HARRY!"

—when the love making came to its end.

Exhausted and sweaty, the two postitioned themselves to rest on their sides on the middle of the bed, their arms still wrapped but not as strong as before while a small trail of Harry's semen exited from Draco's abused hole after Harry pulled out from it. The two stared at each other before a soft chuckle came from both of them.

"That was...," Draco started, but couldn't finish. He was too happy to say anything else.

"Mind-blowing? Fantastic? Unforgettable?" Harry then said, raising an eyebrow.

"All of the above." Harry chuckled at the respond. He soon leaned forward, their faces were an inch apart, to kiss his lips.

"Harry?" The said man looked at the smiling and dazed Slytherin.

"Yes?"

"...I love you so much too." He smiled before bringing Draco close to kiss him again, more deep and slowly passionate as they were still tired. Due to their position, the fire in the place went out and soon a cold air came in the room, hitting the boys' skin and have them shiver.

"Cold," Draco said, shivering a little.

"Better than the burning heat," Harry said, making Draco giggle before resuming the kiss again.

Oh yes. Thanks to whatever it was, the two were definitely happy to be together.