"HARRY? HELLO? HARRY!" CALLED Hermione, as she waved a book in front of his face. Harry and Hermione were in the Great Hall having dinner. Hermione had been talking about their upcoming O.W.L.s, and Harry had zoned out, staring at Draco Malfoy, who sat at the Slytherin table, over Hermione's shoulder.
"Erm, sorry. . . what?" Harry asked dazedly, turning his attention back on Hermione.
"I was asking you", Hermione sniffed "if we should schedule a new DA meeting for this next Thursday evening? We still need all the practice we can get for our exams, and the Slytherins have the pitch booked for Quidditch practice until just before 9, so it shouldn't be difficult to get everyone to the Room of Requirement".
Harry blinked. "Oh, errrmm, yeah, I suppose so". Rubbing his eyes, Harry looked down at his dinner, and picked up a bit of turkey with his fork.
"You know, I wonder if we should focus a bit more on jinxes for a while. I mean, the DA syllabus is completely up to you, Harry, but I was talking to Professor Flitwick, and he mentioned that the O.W.L. Examiners like to check up on students proficiency with jinxes. . . "
Hermione trialled away on this subject, and Harry found himself loosing focus on her words again.
At that moment, Ron walked into the Great Hall and hurried over to the Gryffindor table, squeezing in between Harry and a first year on his right, and offering Harry a distraction from Hermione's talk of exams.
"Have you heard the news?" He demanded.
"No, what news?" Harry asked, mystified.
"Draco Malfoy has a sweetheart!" Ron crowed indignantly.
Harry felt himself go red. "He can't know!" Harry thought nervously. "No, surely he doesn't. . . He would have led with that if he did". Harry decided to play along for the time being.
"H-he what?!" Harry gasped in false anger.
"Malfoy has a girlfriend! I heard Dean and Seamus talking about it earlier. They heard from a Ravenclaw, who heard it from a Slytherin, that Draco's been sneaking out at night every now and then, and seems to be sending messages back and forth with someone in secret!"
"How do you know that means he has a girlfriend?" Hermione asked, then looked furious with herself for caring.
"Well, Seamus said that Draco got all embarrassed when the Slytherins asked him about it. And you know them. They boast to each other about anything nefarious they're doing." Ron explained, lifting a spoonful of mashed potatoes to his mouth.
"That's not exactly what I meant when I asked how you knew he had a girlfriend, but who cares" muttered Hermione. Harry knew she was only this grumpy due to exam stress. She got that way at the end of every year.
"Secret messages, though" said Ron thoughtfully. "Makes you wonder what they're doing when they meet up?" He made a movement with his hands that made Hermione say "Ron!"
Harry chewed on a biscuit, thinking. In truth, he had been sending Draco the messages. Hermione had crafted fake Galleons for him that would allow he and Draco to communicate the times and places they would meet. Harry and Hermione had used this same method to organize secret DA meetings, but Hermione had no idea that Harry was using the second set to communicate with Draco; Harry had told her that he was going to use the separate pair of Galleons to talk to Sirius, an idea he wished he'd followed through on now that it was nearly impossible to reach his godfather, what with Professor Umbridge monitoring all forms of communications within the castle.
So far, Harry had organized 8 meetings with Draco using the fake Galleons. 6 of these had only been makeout sessions, and Harry was beginning to crave a more sexual encounter with his enemy-turned-lover.
But as neither Ron nor Hermione knew about Harry's relationship with Draco, Harry found he could breathe a sigh of relief. He wanted to keep them in the dark for as long as possible.
"Well?!" Ron demanded, looking a Harry, and he felt his heart jump again. Hermione rolled her eyes, and set about spooning mashed potatoes onto her plate.
"Erm, well . . . what?" Asked Harry uncertainly.
"Who d'you reckon this secret lover is? My bet is on Goyle. Him or Crabbe, for that matter. They kiss up to him an do whatever he says anyway, their relationship only lacks the snogging."
"Oh, honestly, Ron!" Hermione burst out. "If you think that all a relationship is is one person doing everything the other tells them, plus kissing, then I'd really feel sorry for whoever dates you!"
"Oi! I know it's not that, Hermione! I'm just saying that about Malfoy and those two idiots, you know, because they're Slytherins."
Hermione narrowed her eyes at him, but fell silent nonetheless. Ron turned away from her and back to Harry.
"So, who do you reckon it is?" He asked as though Hermione's outburst hadn't happened.
"Er, if I had to guess, I'd say that Parkinson girl". Harry said. "I mean, she's always been all over him, and she's a Slytherin . . . And he's not likely to go out with someone outside his house, is he?"
Ron seemed to accept this, and turned away from Harry to pile food onto his plate, leaving Harry to ponder over Draco, and his desires surrounding that boy.
Harry craved Draco's company like he craved no others. Beyond being a horny, hormonal teenager with deep, sexual desires, Harry found he often longed for the periods after sex of the two of them curled up naked, talking sleepily and forgetting the troubles of the outside world. He knew he could get this just by cuddling, but honestly it was so much better after sex.
The problem was, with his busy schedule including regular DA meetings, O.W.L. Homework sessions with Ron and Hermione, class, and Quidditch practice, Harry and Draco hardly had the time to do more than make out during their brief and secret encounters. Harry was all for sneaking out and meeting Draco late at night, but Draco didn't have an invisibility cloak to use to get around the teachers and Filtch late at night, and anytime earlier they were both surrounded by other people and unable I get away. It was honestly a miracle that the two had been able to meet once, much less 8 times.
"If only there was a time and place we could meet away from people, and be ensured privacy, pleasure, and enough time for a real sexual encounter" Harry thought to himself crossly.
He unconsciously pulled out the fake Galleon that would message the DA, and the Galleon that would message Draco (the later being made of a slightly darker metal, which would enable Harry to tell them apart), when the idea came to him. He knew exactly where and when they could meet, and the place they would meet at would fulfill all of his requirements!
...…...
"You've really improved, Neville!"
"Keep it up, Ernie"
"You'll get there, Padma."
Harry waved as the last of the DA members besides he, Ron, and Hermione left the Room of Requirement. This latest meeting had been somewhat of a success. Things had started off rocky, with only Hermione and Luna succeeding at the new jinx, but after 45 minuets the rest of the class (Harry still found it strange to think of these meetings as classes, but found that there really wasn't a better term for it) had begun to grasp the jinx and master it too.
"Who would've thought the Impediment Jinx would be that hard to teach?" Asked Ron, chuckling as the three of them left the room (the door changed to solid stone wall behind them) and made there way up a staircase and along a corridoor, heading back for the Gryffindor common room.
He, Harry, and Hermione had learned the jinx at the end of their last year in order to prepare Harry for the third task in the Triwizard Tournament. Ron had needed a little time to refamiliarize himself with it, but was quickly out helping Harry teach it. Hermione, while succeeding in perfectly performing it on her first attempt, maintained that Harry was the teacher, and chose not to invade his teaching unless Harry specifically asked her to.
Harry checked his watch. It was half past eight, fifteen minutes before he was due to meet Draco.
Feigning surprise, Harry turned to Ron and gasped "I left my bag in the Great Hall at dinner! No, no, don't wait up on me. It's late, go on up to bed. I'll catch you up tomorrow."
Harry turned away from the other two and set off down the staircase, heading for the Entrance Hall, where he quickly retrieved the bag he had purposefully left after dinner, then hung back and waited.
After about five minutes, the wide oak doors of the Entrance Hall opened, and six large, chattering figures clad in green robes came walking in. They paid Harry no mind as they turned down a staircase leading off to the dungeons and the Slytherin common rooms.
There had been a definite drop in the Slytherin pursuits I pester Harry, Ron, and Hermione. This of course was due to Draco and Harry's secret relationship. Draco seemed to have gotten the Slytherins to lower their teasing just enough for classes shared by the Gryffindors and Slytherins to be bearable, but not enough to draw suspicion.
Harry waited only a few minutes more before, as planned, Draco came into the Entrance Hall from the grounds, separate from the rest of the team. He spotted Harry and hurried over, his white blonde hair sticking to his pale face slightly with the sweat that came with training.
Smiling, Draco glanced around the deserted Entrance Hall, then pulled Harry into a deep kiss. Draco's hand made its way onto the back of Harry's head, and his fingers intertwined with hair. The pale boys tongue pushed softly into Harry's mouth, and the two passionately reacquainted orally.
"I missed you, Harry" Draco murmured, pulling out of the kiss as his lips brushed against the raven haired boy's nose.
"I missed you too. . . sexy" Harry grinned. "Are you ready for a long night?"
"Absolutely!"
Harry reached into his bag, and pulled out his silvery invisibility cloak. It was getting late, and they didn't want to be seen.
Harry threw the cloak over both of them. He reached down and laced his fingers wih Draco's, then began leading him across the Entrance Hall, and up a staircase.
"Where are you taking me?" Draco whispered playfully, a smile creeping along his pointed face.
"You'll see" Harry winked as they turned down a corridor.
"I do have one question for you, Draco" Harry said, trying to sound serious, but grinning accidentally and ruining the attempt.
"What's up?"
"We'll. . . how kinky do you want it?" Harry asked, a light laughter in his voice.
"Oh, Harry. . . I want to tie you up and fuck you like an animal!" Draco responded, winking back at him.
"Good!" Harry said. "Then you'll love this". He pulled Draco's arm and led him up 6 more flights of stairs.
"We're nearly there!" Harry panted as he led Draco down a torchlit stone corridor.
"Errrm, Harry, love, not that I don't trust you, but what exactly do you find kinky about the 7th floor?"
Harry let out a chuckle. "Draco, you're in for the ride of your life".
They stopped at a blank stretch of stone wall, and Harry ducked out from under the invisibility cloak. He motioned for Draco to stay put and keep quiet, then approached the wall.
Harry began to pace back and forth in front of the wall, eyes closed, focusing on what he wanted in his mind.
"I need a place for me and my boyfriend to fuck . . . someplace with toys for the kinkiest, filthiest minds. . . Somewhere gay and sensual, but with an area for cuddling, too".
Harry turned slightly red at the last part. He was slightly embarrassed by this secret love of his, but not nearly enough to leave it out entirely.
A gasp from behind him told him that it had worked. Harry opened his eyes and saw that a wooden door with a heart-shaped stained glass window had appeared in the wall.
Harry turned around and saw that Draco had removed the cloak. His mouth was open in awe.
"Harry, what is this place?!"
Chuckling, Harry took his hands, gave him a gentle kiss, and led him over to the door.
"Welcome", he said, turning the door handle, "to the Room of Requirement!"
Draco gasped again, and Harry couldn't help but to gasp with him. They hurried inside, shutting the door firmly behind them, and turned to view the room.
It wasn't large, at least not compared with the DA training room, but that was of no matter to either boy. They could tell that they were definitely having fun tonight.
For the room was full of everything sexual imaginable. There was a shelf displaying various Dildos of different sizes and shapes, including one that was clearly shaped after a tentacle. There were boxes of lube and condoms, all with different flavors and magical properties. There was a collection of chains, ropes, and leather restraints lining one wall, and a bed by a fireplace on the other wall.
Despite the walls being made from bare, cold stone, the room seemed open and inviting. Perhaps it was the various red and purple red lace curtains hanging artfully around the room. Or maybe it was the smell coming from a bubbling potion set over the fire, filling the room with a sweet yet manly scent that reminded Harry forcefully if Draco.
"Oh. . . Oh Harry!" Moaned Draco. "This is absolutely perfect! What, exactly, is this place?" He asked in wonder.
"Sex first," Harry muttered, his lips brushing against Draco's neck. "Questions later".
Draco laughed. "Straight to business, then. I'm alright with that."
"There's absolutely nothing straight about it." Harry responded with a grin.
Harry let his bag and the invisibility cloak fall to the ground. Something told him that he wouldn't need either of them for a long while.
"Come on then!" Draco laughed, taking Harry's hand and leading him over to the bed. Draco spun around and kissed Harry, then pushed away from him and began taking off his robes. They quickly fell to the floor in an emerald jumble, and Draco began to remove his shirt. It was off in a flash, and Harry moaned as Draco's slight but muscular chest was revealed.
"Let's get you out of those robes" Draco murmured, and he began to pull them over Harry's head. Harry lifted his arms, and the robes quickly joined Draco's on the floor. Draco carefully stripped Harry down to his underwear, where a large tent could be seen, then removed his own pants, revealing a tent of his own.
The two teens kissed passionately once more, their crotches rubbing against one another. Draco moaned and bit Harry's bottom lip as he felt Harry's hand trail down his back and grab his ass. Malfoy reached down with his own hands and slipped them beneath Harry's waistband, grabbing the raven haired boys smooth ass checks firmly.
Draco slowly pulled Harry's underwear off, and they slid down to his ankles. Harry kicked them off, and his hard cock poked Draco just below the stomach.
Grinning, Draco pulled out of the kiss, and pushed Harry down onto the bed.
"Stay there" he said, then walked over to the opposite wall. He picked up a few things, then moved around the room, gathering other items up in his arms.
Returning to the bed, Draco dumped several items, including his wand, on a bedside table. Next, he put a blindfold on Harry. "I'll take it off when we start" he whispered in the other boys ear. "I just don't want to spoil anything". Then, he set off around Harry, chaining his arms and legs to the bed with leather cuffs.
Draco stared lovingly at the other boy, bound to the bed, cock standing straight up in the air. He could see pre starting to leak out of the slit. Draco grinned, then climbed up onto the bed, nestling himself between the V made by Harry's spread legs.
The bed was remarkably soft. It was hard for Draco to not simply melt into it and stay there for eternity, warm and content. But horniness overrode that desire.
Draco leaned across Harry and removed a bottle of lube from the bedside table. This one was supposed to create a low burning feeling beneath the skin. It was nothing painful, just enough to throw an extra sensation to the mix.
Draco flipped the cap off and squeezed a dollop out onto his palm. He looked Harry over, then wrapped his now wet and sticky hand around Harry's cock, and began jacking him off slowly, spreading the lube all along the boy's hard member.
Harry bit his lip and moaned softly. "Mnnnn fuck, Draco! Th-that feels amazing!"
"Shhhh quiet now. We're going to do a lot more than just jack you off tonight, love. So much more. . . "
"Why d-don't you tell me about all the o-other stuff we're going to do?" Harry gasped, and his cock twitched slightly in Draco's hand.
"I have a better idea. Why don't I show you instead?"
Harry nodded, mouth open as he let out several pants. Draco opened his hand, releasing Harry's cock, and leaned back.
"D-Draco . . . M-more!" Harry moaned.
"Don't worry, love" Draco said as he pulled off his underwear, letting his own hard, uncut cock spring free at last. "I'll start again soon".
Draco climbed on too of Harry and kissed him. Their cocks touched, and Draco felt their balls meet too. "Ah, sorry, Harry" he grinned, "our balls touched, so it's gay now!"
Harry laughed, then lifted his head as much as his restraints would allow and kissed Draco again. Draco moaned, then reached back with his lube covered hand and began teasing his asshole. He pushed one finger inside briefly to prepare himself before replacing the hand next to Harry's head, steadying himself.
Once he was steady, Draco reached carefully and removed the blindfold from Harry's face. Harry blinked up at him, squinting slightly against the firelight. Then Harry looked down at their bodies, one slim, muscular form mounting the other.
"No condom, eh? They have some nice flavored ones. I know how much you love strawberries."
Draco smirked. "I don't think flavor will add anything to what I'm about to do." Then, seeing the look on Harry's face, he quickly said "don't worry, love, I'll take the morning after potion."
Harry laughed, and Draco pressed his advantage, rolling his hips and grinding down on Harry. At the same time Draco bent forward slightly and bit Harry's neck. It wasn't a hard bite. Just enough to feel good and to leave a small red mark.
"sh-shit, Draco! Just do it already!" Harry cried. The boy was clearly shaking with pleasure and aching with desire.
Draco grinned and positioned himself. He reached back and grabbed Harry's slick, warm cock, and slid it between his cheeks. He pushed back with his hips until the tip was pressing against his hole. Draco then took a deep breath, and pushed down.
He felt Harry slide inside and immediately hit a sweet spot. As Draco opened his mouth and let out a long "ooooohhhhhhhhhh", Harry stretched and strained against his bonds, eyes closed and teeth chattering. Sweat was already rolling down his forehead. It took all his willpower not to cry out right then and there.
Draco stayed still a moment, allowing his body to adjust. This also gave the lube time to kick in. The burning sensation was perfect. It added to the pleasure without itself being pleasureful.
After a minuet, Draco was ready. He slowly lowered himself onto Harry, and sat up so that he was properly straddling the boy. Harry looked down. He watched and felt as the last few inches of his cock slid inside of Draco.
"D-damn, Harry! It always su-surprises me how big you are".
Draco brought his hips up and felt Harry's cock slide out a few inches. Harry strained slightly against the chains holding him down and moaned.
"F-faster! I n-need more!"
Draco began to push his hips up and down, and he and Harry let out more moans and gasps. Harry looked down an saw a length of pre drip down from Draco's cock and onto Harry's stomach. He longed to suck the blonde boy dry.
Draco could feel the lube burning deep within himself. With each entry by Harry's dick, the burning grew slightly more intense.
"God, Harry! Y-you feel amazing!"
"I c-could say the same about you!"
Draco let out a small cry as Harry's cock hit a sweet spot. More pre dribbled down onto Harry's stomach.
"Harry. . . D-d'you ever eat your cum? Just f-for the fuck of it?"
"Not really. It always s-seemed less ap-appealing from the other side of masturbation."
Draco grinned slightly, and leaned forwards, placing his hands on Harry's chest, still riding the black haired boy as he did so. With his right hand, Draco began I lightly pinch Harry's nipple.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhhh shit, Draco. . ."
Harry bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut. He was breathing heavily, and sweat was sliding down his face more than ever. With a shuddering gasp, Harry opened his eyes again. He could see his stomach glinting slightly. It was sticky with Draco's precum. He could also feel the pleasure in his crotch intensifying. The buildup had begun. He wouldn't last much longer. Just a few more pushes by Draco's hips, and Harry would empty himself into the other boy.
"J-just a few more and I'm g-gonna cum, Draco!" Harry panted. Draco nodded, a strained expression on his face. Harry could tell that he was close, too.
Draco now made sure to ride down onto Harry's full length with each push. Harry also used what little movement he had in his hips to thrust upwards.
After three thrusts, Harry felt his cock throb. He felt an explosion of pleasure, and thrust his cock all the way into Draco. Harry cried out "fffffffuuuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkkk!", And started shooting into Draco.
Draco gasped and straightened up, chest heaving. Harry's dick had obviously hit the perfect spot.
The pale teen felt Harry start to unload into him, and grabbed his own cock and began jacking himself off. When at last he felt Harry pull out slightly, he knew the boys orgasm was complete. But Draco wasn't done.
Draco let go of his cock, and pushed down onto Harry's again. The boy let out another cry of pleasure, and Draco lifted his hips up. He felt Harry's cock slide in and out again and again, and Harry let out more cries.
"D-Draco! There's t-too much p-pleasure!" Harry gasped.
"I know, love. I'm almost d-done!"
Draco slid down onto Harry's cock again, going balls deep, then pulled back up, an lost letting the tip fall out before pushing back down. He felt the burning from the lube dying down, and moved his hips faster.
Draco slammed down onto Harry's dick again, and let out a loud, low moan. Harry watched as the slit in Draco's pink cock opened, and white cum shot out, splattering all over Harry's chest and face. Harry instinctively made to wipe his face off, but was stopped fast by the leather restraints tying him down.
"Do you wish you could move, Potter?" Draco said, grinning at Harry and winking. His chest was still heaving, and his cock was dripping slowly onto Harry's stomache.
"I mean, a tad bit. . . Just to wipe away the cum. . ." Harry said, licking his lips.
"Oh, you don't like having my seed all over you? Well, in that case. . ." Draco reached across Harry, and lifted something off the bedside table. He then raised himself up off of Harry's cock, clenching his ass tightly to keep the cum in.
Once he was off Harry's dick, he reached back with his left hand. The item he had snatched from the table was revealed to Harry as a butt plug, which Draco quickly inserted, grunting slightly, as it was rather large. Harry noticed a small chain was dangling down from the end of it.
"D-Draco?" Harry said, uncertainly, but Draco stopped him by putting a finger to Harry's lips.
The blonde twink then got slowly down on all fours, hands and feet to either side of Harry. With a grin, he lowered himself to Harry's stomach, and stuck his tongue out. He lowered his head an inch more, and licked Harry's stomach. The rough tongue sent shivers through Harry's body. Draco licked it again, only this time, he lowered his mouth onto the area he was licking, and started sucking the skin there.
Harry was baffled for a few seconds, before he realized that Draco was lapping up his own cumshot. Draco lifted his head with a small pop, then moved to lick a different spot. Harry closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Draco's rough tongue on his stomach, slowly working his way up Harry's body.
And suddenly Draco was at Harry's nipples. His sucking grew more intense, and Harry moaned. Malfoy felt the nipple he was sucking on go hard, and he bit it lightly. Harry let out a gasp, and arched his back. Draco could feel him straining against the chains that held him down.
And just as quickly as it had started, it stopped. Draco had moved onto Harry's neck. Harry relaxed, but tensed up again almost immediately, and Draco sank his teeth insistently into the right side of Harry's neck.
"Oh, f-fuck!" Harry cried, clenching his fists in surprise and pleasure. Draco giggled.
"I rather like having the famous Harry Potter squirming helplessly underneath me." Draco whispered, and Harry felt a fresh wave of arousal sweep through his body.
Draco moved forwards, and licked across Harry's face, collecting his own cum on his tongue.
Draco put his face inches away from Harry's, his lips smiling sneakily.
"My appetite for cum has almost been satisfied, thanks to you." He said softly. Harry saw a strand of the stuff clinging to a corner of his lovers bottom lip. The raven-haired boy raised his head as much as he could, straining to kiss Draco.
Draco lowered his head so that their lips brushed, then said "the key words being 'almost been satisfied.'"
He pulled back with a grin, and in one fluid movement, turned around, so that his feet were on either side of Harry's head, his ass and butt plug were in Harry's face, an his face was just above Harry's cock.
"Come on, Draco! No kiss? I wanna taste your cum." Harry called, licking his lips.
"You get something better, though. You get to taste your own cum." Draco wiggled his ass, and moved it closer to Harry's face.
"And since you said it's harder for you to do when your not aroused. . . " Draco spoke slyly, then lowered his head, and enveloped Harry's cock in his mouth.
Once again, Harry arched his back in surprise. He was definitely turned on again. His moans were proof enough of that.
"Get to work, love." Draco purred softly, then went back to servicing Harry's cock.
Harry resisted the urge to just lay back with his eyes closed until he came in Draco's mouth. He instead lifted his head and bit the chain hanging down from the butt plug in Draco's ass. With a quick jerk of his head, Harry managed to pull it out.
He spat out the chain, looking at Draco's wet hole. Harry could see his own cum starting to drip down from within. He grinned slyly at the thought of what he was going to do.
Harry let out another gasp as Draco swirled his tongue around the sensitive head of Harry's cock. Draco paused for a second, them continued his work.
Harry looked up into the tantalizing sight before him, and lifted his head as far as it would go, but found it wasn't enough. He was falling centimeters short of making contact.
"B-babe, d'you think you could move j-just a little closer?" Harry asked. Draco's head surfaced with a small pop.
"Of course!" He turned to looked over his shoulder, and winked. Then he slid an inch or two closer to Harry, wriggling his ass tantalizingly.
Harry smiled, then bit his lip. He could almost taste his cum already. And for once, he wanted it. Draco winked again, and resumed his sucking of Harry's cock, and Harry once again lifted his head and found that this time it was easy for him to get close.
Without hesitation, Harry licked from the back of Draco's testicles up to his hole. Draco froze for a moment, then shuddered. Harry grinned, and without further ado, shoved the tip of his tongue into Draco's asshole.
It was Draco's turn to moan. He let out a low gasp and briefly stopped sucking Harry off.
Harry immediately tasted his cum. It was slightly salty, with a taste that strongly resembled chlorine water. Harry greedily lapped some of it up, then swirled his tongue around Draco's hole, opening it wider.
Draco began to bob his head on Harry's cock, getting closer to the base each time. As Harry looked, the blonde boy started to deep throat his cock. If felt fucking amazing! Draco's mouth was just as good as his ass felt, as far as Harry was concerned.
As Draco sent waves of pleasure through Harry, Harry worked to do the same to Draco. The black-haired twink pushed his tongue in a little more, following the trail of cum.
Harry could feel a second orgasm coming on, but he was determined to complete his work before he came. He took a deep breath, then pushed his tongue all the way in.
Harry's own cum gushed into his mouth. He lapped it up with pride, and began feeling out Draco's hole with his tongue. He heard (and felt) Draco gasp. Harry had obviously found a sweet spot. He swept his tongue back to the spot and began pushing.
Draco's moans filled the room, echoing off the stone walls. Harry's moans soon mixed in with the others. He was extremely close.
Draco seemed to sense this, as his sucking became more controlling and powerful. Harry found he couldn't pay attention to what he was doing. His tongue slithered back into his mouth, and his head made contact with his pillow.
Harry closed his eyes and moaned as he felt Draco's head move up and down, and his tongue flit over the sensitive areas. He felt the buildup inside himself growing immensely. His moans grew louder, turning into grunts and cries.
"F-fuck!" Harry called out, eyes scrunched up. He felt the swell of pleasure burst and let out another loud cry. He wrenched against his restraints, and began to shoot thick white loads into Draco's greedy mouth.
Draco let it fill his mouth before swallowing. He waited for the last squirt of cum, for the last throb of Harry's cock. When at last it did, he took 3 massive gulps. Some of the stuff clung to the inside of his throat, but he didn't care.
With a wet squelching sound, Draco pulled himself off of Harry's cock, then turned and collapsed onto the black haired boy.
"My god that was amazing!" He panted, reaching toward the bedside table. Harry nodded and yawned widely. "I'm exhausted!"
"So am I!" Draco snatched up his wand, and pointed it at each of Harry's restraints, muttering "alohamora" and "releasio" under his breath.
The bonds snapped off of Harry and fell to the floor. Harry gave a longing stretch, then drew his limbs in close to himself. He rubbed his wrists, then wrapped his arms around Malfoy, pulling him closer.
The two fell into a deep kiss, and one of Harry's hands found its way onto Draco's ass cheek. With a quick smile, Harry realized that there was no place in the world that he would rather be.
