Draco's eyes snapped open. Potter was standing with his back to the closed door.

"Potter?" Draco muttered.

But Potter didn't say a word or move a muscle.

"Fantastic! Now I'm fucking hallucinating." Draco grumbled as he closed his eyes again.

"Malfoy, you're not hallucinating you idiot."

Draco opened his eyes again and looked disbelievingly at Potter.

"Potter?" he asked, softer this time.

"Yes," Potter replied as he started towards Draco.

"Well, I could have been. I've been awake all fucking night!"

"So I heard."

"Its 7am and I want to die! What do you want, Potter?" Draco growled.

"I ... I'm ... I'm sorry," Potter mumbled.

Draco studied him for a moment. He stood in front of the desk like a naughty schoolboy. Draco filed that mental image away for later. He looked distinctly dishevelled, as though he too had been awake all night. He was wringing his hands and staring down at the floor as he shifted his weight from foot to foot.

"Why did you leave me?"

"I was scared."

"So you said, but it didn't stop you kissing me, did it?" Draco could feel confused anger rising in his throat.

"I knew I wanted to kiss you, so I did, and then I panicked. I'm sorry."

"You should be. I'm fucking exhausted."

"Do you have to swear in every sentence?"

"When I feel like this, yes, pretty much."

"Look, Malfoy, if it makes you feel any better I didn't sleep either."

"I can tell. You look like shit."

"So do you."

"Well what do you expect with you fucking with my head?"

"Malfoy, please, I didn't mean to fuck with your head. I wanted you."

Draco was panting with barely suppressed rage.

"Well now you've tried me so you can go back to your fucking cosy little life."

"I ...I don't want to."

"Then what the fuck do you want?!" Draco stood up with his hands on the desk, leaned across and practically shouted in Potter's face.

"I want you!" Potter shouted back.

"Do something about it then!"

Before Draco even had time to comprehend what was happening, Potter's mouth was on his. His heart leapt and for a moment he was frozen. Only for a moment, then he began to move slowly, carefully, against Potter's mouth. Potter responded eagerly and Draco could feel the heat pooling in his groin. Draco kissed him harder and faster and soon Potter's hands were in his hair, grabbing handfuls and pulling him closer, pressing their lips harder together. Draco caught Potter's bottom lip between his teeth and ran his tongue along it. Potter moaned against Draco's lips and Draco felt his erection throb as he slipped his tongue into Potter's mouth. Draco needed to get his hands on Potter but it was impossible in this position, he was leaning on them. He slowly pulled back from Potter but Potter wasn't about to stop. He placed his hands down on the desk and clambered up, still pressing eager kisses on Draco's lips as he crawled across. Draco was surprised but he went with it, reaching forward and pulling Potter roughly across the desk towards him. Potter swung his legs around so they dangled off the desk; Draco eased them apart and stood between them. He gently tipped Potter's head back and pressed his mouth back onto Potter's, slipping his tongue straight back into his mouth. They were kissing passionately, their tongues exploring each other's mouths and their hands roaming over each other's bodies, grabbing at whatever they could reach. Their groins were pressed together and Draco could feel Potter's erection rubbing against his. He wanted him so badly, but he had to hold back, he didn't want to scare him off. Just as Draco was wondering how he would manage to hold back a minute longer, Potter pulled away. He grabbed Draco's t-shirt and pushed it upwards; exposing his chest, which he then began to press hot kisses to. Draco's head lolled back, his eyes rolled closed and he prayed for the strength not to ravish him then and there on the desk. Potter caught one of Draco's nipples between his teeth and swirled his tongue on it. Draco's breath hitched and he groaned.

Oh sweet Merlin

Potter kissed his way across Draco's chest and did the same to the other nipple

Oh bloody Hell

"Stop," he breathed, "Potter, you have to stop."

Potter stopped and looked innocently up at Draco. Draco bit his lip.

"What's the matter, Malfoy? Am I doing something wrong?" he asked sweetly.

"Hell no! You're doing everything right. That's the problem," he panted.

"How so?"

"I'm not sure how much longer I can resist just taking you here on the desk."

Potter blushed, paused for a moment, and then rubbed his hand across Draco's erection.

"How about if I do this?"

Draco groaned and his eyes rolled closed again.

"Potter, don't," he mumbled.

Potter grasped the waistband at the front of Draco's jogging bottoms and began to untie the strings.

"What about this?"

"Don't," he muttered, but he made no move to stop him.

Potter finished untying the strings and pulled the waistband towards him. He peered down the front of Draco's trousers.

"But why not?" he pouted.

Draco's breath hitched again. He didn't know how much more he could take.

"Potter, if you carry on I will not be responsible for my actions," his words tumbled out.

Suddenly, Potter grabbed the front of his trousers and boxers and pulled sharply downwards, exposing Draco's erection.

"Ok," he shrugged, and grabbed it with his hand.

Shit! Fuck! Shit!

"Potter ..." he whimpered, but he couldn't manage any more, as Potter began to move his hand up and down his erection, and he moaned.

"Yes, Malfoy? Is everything ok?"

"Mmmmmm," he murmured.

Potter took that as a yes and began to go a little harder and faster. After a minute or two, Draco was seriously considering taking Potter on the desk. He brushed Potter's hand aside and kissed him roughly before pushing him backwards so he was lying flat on his back on the desk. He grabbed the top of Potter's boxers and trousers and whipped them down quickly. His erection sprang free and Draco grasped it firmly. Potter lifted his head to watch as he began to work it skilfully before dipping his head down and taking it into his mouth. Potter groaned loudly and Draco heard his head thud back onto the desk. Draco bobbed his head up and down, teasing the shaft with his tongue and then swirling it around the head. He took it deep into his throat and Potter moaned and grabbed a fistful of Draco's hair. Draco pulled back up to the top and took fast shallow mouthfuls before taking the whole length into his mouth again. Potter groaned and arched his back. Draco came back to the top again.

"Malfoy ..." he panted, "Stop ... Too ... Good ... Can't ... Mmmm."

Potter moaned again as Draco slid it back down into his throat. Draco knew he was getting closer to his release. He started to move faster and more rhythmically and he heard Potter's breathing quicken. He kept going, gradually getting faster and faster. Potter was moaning almost continuously now. Draco could feel him becoming harder and harder as he got closer to the edge.

"Malfoy ... Stop ... Draco-ohhhhh" he cried out as he came.

Draco felt the hot liquid pumping out and he swallowed it down quickly, waiting until it had all came out before gently licking the last drops away from the tip. He stood up and smiled down at Potter, all dishevelled, on his back, on his desk, pants down and slowly coming down from his post-orgasm high.

Yes, Draco thought, I think I've got him. Now I just need to keep him.

Potter's eyes flickered open and he looked up at Draco.

"Malfoy, that was-"

"Fantastic? I know." Draco cut in with a cheeky smirk.

"Yes, fucking fantastic."

Draco grinned and held his hand out to pull Potter back up into a sitting position. Draco kissed him gently but Potter teased his tongue into Draco's mouth. He licked against Draco's tongue and then pulled away.

"Is that what I taste like?"

"Well, Potter, since you're the only thing that's been in my mouth for nearly 24 hours, I'd say yes."

"Mmmm, I taste good. Will you taste like that?"

"You can find out later if you want but right now I'm starving and exhausted."

"Oh ... me too."

"Well we can have breakfast and get some sleep and then we can play all you want."

"Oooh that sounds fun ... But, hang on, you're still hard?"

"Naturally, I'm really fucking horny right now."

"Hmmm ... Come here."

Draco bent his head to kiss Potter once more and as Potter deepened the kiss he grabbed hold of Draco's erection. He began to move his hand up and down, quickly getting harder and faster. Draco was moaning into Potter's mouth as they kissed and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Potter wasn't easing up though; he was getting faster and faster. Draco's body was shaking with pleasure before he finally let go and came all over Potter's, still exposed, legs and groin. Potter carried on kissing Draco until he had stopped shaking and then when he pulled away he pressed their foreheads together. They were both panting and grinning. Yes, this was what they wanted.