AN: Another update. Again, I own nothing but the mistakes and errors. There is more to Pansy than you think. I don't want to give away too much, but she has something planned. Please R&R. Thank you!!

What Draco Wants

Chapter 5

Sitting there on the couch, Malfoy tried to shake the naughty images of Harry from his mind, but they would not go away. No matter how hard he tried to concentrate on something else; his mind always wandered back to Harry. Malfoy knew he liked girls; he was marrying Pansy Parkinson, after all. Come to think of it, Malfoy never really gave his sexuality any thought. He always did what was expected of him; not what he wanted or desired. That did not mean he desired Harry; he didn't! He hated Harry, at least that's what he kept trying to tell himself, but somehow all the hatred seemed to have dissolved over the years and developed into something else.

Malfoy heard Harry's footsteps and quickly he removed his hand from his trousers. Malfoy glanced up at Harry who was now wearing a pair of dark denim jeans that hugged his waist perfectly; showing off his firm arse, and the apparent bulge in the front. Harry hand not bothered to put on a shirt and Malfoy really did try hard not to stare at his taut abdomen. Taking a seat beside Malfoy on the couch, Harry smirked.

"Now, I shall explain why I called you." He said calmly.

What the fuck? He gets me all hard and expects me to think and carry on a proper conversation! He is such a thick headed arse! NO! I am not going to think about his arse anymore!

Malfoy simply nodded.

Harry poured them both a glass of firewhiskey and took a deep breath while staring at Malfoy, making him a bit nervous.

"Malfoy, this isn't easy for me." Harry started as he took a swig of his drink. "I solved the Creevey case."

He wants to discuss work! That is unbelievable; I can barely think straight, my cock is so hard. That stupid bastard!

"The murderer is in Ministry custody." Harry replied, looking down at his feet.

"Good, who was he?" Malfoy asked sipping on his firewhiskey.

"Look, I am sorry; I was only doing my job. I had no idea about this." He stammered.

"Will you just tell me already?" Malfoy hissed.

"Well, the person who admitted to my face, killing Colin Creevey was your fiancée, Pansy Parkinson."

"WHAT?!"

"Look, I was doing my job. She told me everything, because she doesn't want to go to Azkaban. So she thought that if she confessed everything to me that I might be able to keep her out of Azkaban, and the truth is that it's not up to me. That is a decision Kingsley has to make." Harry explained.

"Did she tell you why she did it?" Malfoy asked, sounding a bit perplexed.

"She told me that Creevey was stalking you, and that she really didn't have the intentions to murder him. She just wanted to make him severely ill." Harry continued, trying to sound a bit professional.

"She's such a daft bint. I never noticed anyone following or stalking me, let alone that Creevey kid." Malfoy snarled.

Harry decided that it was not a good idea to tell Malfoy that he had hired Creevey to take pictures of him, and keep him updated on Malfoy. Yes, Harry knew that he was crossing the line when he hired Creevey, but Malfoy was his obsession, and he needed the updates and the pictures well they were a brilliant source of wanking material for Harry.

"Aren't you upset, after all this is your fiancée we are talking about? Who knows she could be locked in Azkaban for her crimes." Harry said confusedly. "You have an engagement party Saturday."

"If she's not going to be there, then why should I even bother attending?" Malfoy asked.

"What are you saying Malfoy? I am completely confused. "

"Okay, I am going to make it simple for you. Growing up, I always did what was expected of me, what I had to do, never giving a second thought about what I really wanted. Before my father was killed, he set up an arrangement for Parkinson and I to wed, and then he passed it on to her family, where they agreed that it would be the best for both of us. I never really thought about if this is what I truly wanted. I only agreed because everyone expected it of me. The truth is, I don't really know if I truly love her or not." Malfoy confessed. "I only tell her I love her because I had to."

"Malfoy, why don't you quit doing what is expected of you and do something you want. Who cares if people think it's wrong or right. There's always going to be some one criticizing the way you live your life. It's time you tell these people to sod off, and do what you want. It's your life, and you need to be happy, but not everyone is going to be happy with the choices you make and that's their problem; they can fuck off!" Harry stated strongly, while staring into Malfoy's silvery orbs.

For once, Malfoy couldn't think of anything to say against Harry's statement. The brunette was right; it was time he quit pleasing everyone else and begin focusing on him self. This was the first time that he was actually going to take advice from Harry bloody Potter, and it was shocking to him. He sat there silent, deep in thought about what he really wanted. He knew one thing for a fact, he really didn't love Pansy and he definitely did not want to spend the rest of his life tied down to her. Malfoy finally admitted that he had an attraction to Harry, and that brought a smile to his face, as he shook the thoughts of it being wrong out of his head.

Merlin, what I want is Harry! Thinking back on everything I guess I always did harbor some sort of attraction for the poor Gryffindor bloke. I just wasn't ready to come to that conclusion that I could be a poof. Harry's gay and he seems satisfied with his life at the moment. Maybe I could find some bloke and settle down as well, but in the meantime I want Harry James Potter!

"You are a Malfoy and you can have anything you want. You need to make yourself happy and quit worrying about everyone's opinion. I realized that after I defeated Voldemort and left Hogwarts. Although I can honestly say I still never got what I truly have been wanting, but that doesn't mean I am going to give up, Malfoy", Harry said, eyeing him carefully.

"This, Harry, is what I want. I never wanted to admit it before." Malfoy said nervously, leaning inward toward Harry.

The next thing Harry knew Malfoy's lips were pressed firmly against his. Harry quickly began kissing Malfoy back feverishly as their tongues fought a fierce battle of dominance. Grabbing Malfoy's shirt, Harry pulled him on top, kissing him recklessly, as moans of pleasure escaped his lips. Malfoy's hands ran up and down Harry's muscular body as Harry hungrily sucked and nibbled at the nape of his neck.

"Malfoy, I've wanted this, wanted you for so long. I can't let you stop now." Harry panted, pinching one of Malfoy's nipples. "I want to taste every inch of you." He hissed, rubbing a hand across Malfoy's hardness in his pants, causing the blonde's breath to catch in his throat.

Malfoy breathed deeply, kissing Harry forcefully, as he rolled his hips into Harry's their erections rubbing against each other. Never before had Malfoy felt so much intense pleasure; he felt like it had been bottled up for years. His cock was practically about to jump out of his trousers, if Harry didn't do something soon. He never thought in a million years that Harry Potter would be the sole source for his erotic pleasure. How could he have said something like this was wrong when it felt incredibly good? He did not understand that moment because Harry's mouth was doing something very illegal to his nipple, eliciting another groan from him.

Harry savored the flavor of Malfoy's skin; it was absolutely delicious. Everything felt like a dream to Harry; he was actually lying back on the couch snogging Malfoy. This was too surreal to him. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening. Every fantasy of Harry's was coming true before his eyes, and he was not about to stop them. He had waited way too long for any of this.

"Draco…" Harry panted heavily.

The blonde stopped what he was doing as he heard his name slip from Harry's lips; he shuddered as a wave of hot passion flushed through his body and straight down to his aching erection. Malfoy had surrendered; giving into the raw pleasure as his hands practically tore Harry's trousers from his body. Wrapping his hands anxiously around Harry's swollen member, Malfoy slowly began to stroke him, just as if he was stroking himself. He had to admit, he was a bit nervous about doing all of this, especially with Harry Potter, but something about it felt right. He just wanted to drown himself in Harry, give himself to Harry. This is what Draco Malfoy truly wanted at the moment, and he wasn't going to let anything stop that.

Harry moaned loudly, losing him self in the steamy passion of his obsession. He had wanted, dreamed about this moment for years now, and it was more than he had ever imagined; it felt better than he could have dreamed. A thousand pleasurable sensations consumed his body as he rocked his into his favorite blonde prince. It felt like Harry was hanging on the edge of his sanity and he was about to lose all control of his world.

"Draco, please….fuck me!" He demanded hotly, staring into his silver orbs which were glazed over with ecstasy and raw emotions.

Harry rolled over so that he was on his stomach. Malfoy remained still for a few seconds admiring the sight above him. To him, Harry had never looked any sexier than he did right then. Harry James Potter was spread out completely naked waiting for him to shove his cock inside his arse; he was practically begging for it with out making a sound. Malfoy could not take his eyes off of the beautiful being in front of him; his body was dripping with sex.

I have wanted this for so long. I can no longer deny myself of my secret obsession. I am finally getting what I have always desired. He is so gorgeous like this all spread out and yearning for me. I never thought Harry James Potter looked so damn delicious. He is mine now! I am going to have him all for myself, and everyone knows that Malfoy's don't like to share. This is the moment that I have been waiting for. It feels like I am living in a dream, and for me dreams do come true.

"Draco, get on with it anytime now!" Harry growled angrily.

Malfoy smirked as he straddled over top of Harry, his fingers delicately skimming over his silky skin.

"Fuck Harry, I have pictured this a thousand times in my head but it can't compare to how good you actually look right now, like this." Malfoy hissed, nipping at his ear lobe.

"You have no idea how bad I wanted this, mainly you. Now that I do have you, you are taking your precious time! So please Draco, get on with it already! I have waited for years and now I am barely able to hang on for a few seconds", Harry snapped.

Harry tossed Malfoy a small bottle of lube as his hand slowly jerked on his cock. Malfoy carefully rubbed the slick substance over Harry's tiny opening, slowly he inserted on of his fingers inside of Harry, causing him to gasp. Probing his digit in and out, Draco carefully slipped another inside as he began scissoring him with more force.

"Fuck me…" The brunette cried out in pleasure.

Placing his lips on the back of Harry's neck, Malfoy blew small puffs of hot breath, sending chills down his spine. Harry could feel the tip of Malfoy's leaking cock right against his tiny puckered opening. Bracing him self with the arm of the couch, Malfoy slowly pushed the head inside; Harry gasped loudly in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Are you okay, Potter? Is my cock to big too handle?" Malfoy joked.

"Just shut up and fuck me for the millionth time! If I have to tell you one more time to fuck my goddamn brains out then I am going to get up walk way and get my own self off, besides I would have plenty of material." Harry replied heatedly. "And I am not joking, Draco Malfoy!"

With one quick rough thrust, Malfoy shoved the rest of his cock completely inside of Harry and remained perfectly still. Running his hands down Harry's spine, Malfoy reached around his waist and grasped Harry's throbbing cock. Slowly, Malfoy pulled him self almost all the way out of Harry and then he forcefully slammed back inside of him.

"Fuck", breathed Harry as he began chewing on his bottom lip.

"You wanted me to fuck your goddamn brains out and I am going to do it!"

Malfoy impaled Harry violently as he continued stroking his pulsating cock, which was dripping with its own pre-ejaculate juices. Harry thrust against Malfoy eagerly as he pounded into his tightness with such violence. Rocking his hips into the blonde; Harry moaned loudly, clenching the arm of the couch tightly with desire, Malfoy pummeled into him sadistically, burying him self deep inside of Harry's arse. His hand never missed a beat as he kept beating Harry's cock with such intensity as it slid up and down his length. Everything Harry had ever dreamt about Malfoy could not even compete with the reality of what he was experiencing. The more Malfoy rammed him self inside of him, the more he wanted and the harder he wanted it. Malfoy was like a bad drug and he was completely addicted. The way he touched him made him feel so alive like every nerve in his body was set on fire. Harry was beginning to lose him self in the ecstasy as Malfoy repeatedly slammed into him.

"Fuck…Draco", Harry cried out loudly, biting down on his bottom lip so hard that he could taste droplets of blood.

Harry was beginning to see stars as Malfoy used all of his energy to fuck him into oblivion, hitting his pleasure point each and every time. The blonde's hand never left Harry's cock; stroking it harder and faster. Reality seemed to be fading for Harry as he felt him self get lost in all the sensations as his nerves tingled and his body quivered for more. He was incoherent now; all of his senses seemed to have quit on him, including the capability to produce a complete thought. Nothing around him seemed to matter except for the feeling of Malfoy's hand beating his cock as he hammered into him. Every nerve inside of Harry's body felt like it was set ablaze as he was on the verge of exploding. Nibbling and sucking on his neck, Malfoy licked and lapped at his skin, as he thrust vehemently into Harry, never easing up as he hit his pleasure point again and again. Harry felt like he was hanging on the edge of sanity and his grip was getting looser by the second. Every nerve in his body felt like it was set ablaze as he trembled with raw intense passion as he surrendered him self to Malfoy.

"Draco…fuck…Draco! Harry screamed as his orgasm ripped through his body like a river of molten lava.

His cum covered Malfoy's hands and the couch as Draco continued milking every last drop of cum from Harry's body. Digging his hands deep into Harry's skin, Malfoy shoved himself completely inside of Harry as he came violently. Slowly, the blonde pulled his flaccid from Harry and collapsed onto the couch. Harry did not immediately move as he was trying to recover from the most intense orgasm he had ever had. Malfoy had kept his promise to shag his goddamn brains out.