Entitled (chapter 3)
The door materialized back just in time for Draco's back to be slammed against it, surprisingly despite the amount of alcohol they had consumed, Harry had managed to lift Draco entirely off the floor and push him up against the door. Their lips met feverishly and it seemed as though the green eyed boy was whispering bouts of Parseltongue between kisses.
"Merlin Potter..." Draco moaned, forgetting about the whole first name status, Harry hissed something along his neck which gave him the idea that what he said probably didn't go unnoticed. A correct he was as their eyes came level in contact.
"Just for tonight, i'll let you call me Potter... Malfoy" he could have sworn that Harry had hissed that last part and he understood it, dexterous fingers started to unbutton his shirt and he felt the Aurors slightly calloused hands on his chest. He tried reaching for Harry's shirt failing miserably to concentrate and feeling somewhat exposed but nonetheless aroused at the idea that his former nemesis had managed to undo his intricate buttons.
They stumbled their way to the room, and like breadcrumbs, parts of their clothing (mostly Draco's) scattered the floor leading up to the bed. Draco had at least managed to remove Harry's shirt ripping it in frustration as buttons clattered across the floor, and the former Gryffindor had the nerve to use his school boy smirk against him.
"You'll pay for that..." the seductiveness of his green eyes sent Draco over the moon.
"I don't care, take of your clothes for the love of Merlin" Draco didn't care that he sounded desperate or if he was intoxicated, all he knew was that he wanted more of Harry. The chest to chest contact was already electrifying enough but it was like an addiction, he found that just a small taste of Harry was enough to get him hooked for life... and he wanted more.
The sound of Harrys belt unclasping had to be one of the most sexiest sounds Draco had heard that night, and as he removed his belt, he had subconsciously run his fingers along the belt of the blonde boys boxer shorts, fitting a thumb under the silky elastic and hooking it lightly to drag the material down ever so slowly.
Draco threw his head back on the mountain of pillows Harry had on his bed, almost groaning both in pleasure and annoyance that clothing had to be the main factor of him not getting laid right then and there. Harry quickly divested himself of his trousers and lay atop the groaning boy, moaning and hissing at the same time, their bodies rubbed deliciously together and Harry found his way back to Draco's lips.
Their erections rubbed roughly against each other and Draco found his fingers grasping Harry's waist, threatening to demolish all of Harry's underwear yet hypocritically loving the feel of the material against his stomach, especially since the body underneath it belonged to Harry. He could practically feel every inch of that impeccably fit body rubbing against him, the abs, muscle and sinew that made up Harry Potter was atop him, Draco Malfoy, at this very moment. Harry's breathy groan reached his ears and Draco couldn't take it anymore.
At once the wretched boxers were off both of them, and their kisses reached an intense pitch before... "Are you... I mean... is this ok?"
Draco stared incredulously at the boy "Potter, i swear...YOU will NOT be ok if you don't finish what you started" he had thought about how this was going to happen the moment their bodies connected at the beginning of the night but the thought just flew out of his mind, he decided that whatever happens tonight WILL happen with or without knowledge. If anything, he knew straight away that if Harry Potter could kiss like THAT then anything was possible.
Harry chuckled at the response, his head bent down and licked lavishly at Draco's nipple which he found to be surprisingly sensitive and despite the fact that he knew no Parseltongue he hissed the first thing that came to mind. Harry looked up in disbelief "Did you just say my name in Parseltongue?"
Draco blinked back with a breathy smirk "I guess I did..."
"... incredibly hot" Harry whispered, going back to tonguing the bud of Draco's nipple, much to the distress and pleasure of the blonde.
Harry's hands were on Draco's hips now, the tanned skin contrasting against the pale and their faces level, he reached over to the bed stand for his wand.
"It's just to cast some... you know spells" explained Harry, he seemed sober enough to Draco who was still rather tipsy from the drinks at the bar as well as love drunk on Potter's body. He nodded as Harry waited for approval.
A few whispered words and Draco felt the most amazing sensation along the length of his cock right up to his tip and nearly fainted from the shock of it. The velvety feel of an imaginary tongue licked its way up and down his erection, he could feel the pull of skin as the invisible mouth sucked gently on his balls and wrapped around the base, moving back and forth.
Draco moaned heavily "Fuck Potter, I can see where you get your talent from"
Harry grinned mischievously "Don't get too cocky" he bent over Draco just as the feeling of silkiness against his cock moved up "I'm still going to fuck you senseless"
His lips locked with Draco's for one heated moment before Draco heard him mutter another spell, this time he could feel himself being magically stretched and his eyes widened, it wasn't painful or anything considering that he had this magical tongue licking its way to his newly lubed and stretched hole which felt fucking incredible, it almost felt like...
Draco's eyes shot open as he felt another tongue bobbing up and down on his cock, Harry's head was between his legs and licking oh so devilishly at his entrance, he could feel every lick almost as if the lubricant was magically sensitized (which Draco was pretty sure it was) Even the most miniscule of thrusts felt amazing and he could feel himself on the edge of ecstasy.
A surprised keening noise erupted from his throat as harry swiped his tongue thickly against his balls, the magical tongue stopped and was replaced with the other boys grip pumping up and down his length.
"Potter! SERIOUSLY stop being a bloody TEASE!" Draco's fingers curled into the tanned shoulders as Harry moved up on the bed, sealing Draco's protests with a long lingering kiss.
If it was anyone other than Harry Potter, Draco just might have found this gesture a little bit grotesque but as it were, he felt his cock jump at the attention and the musky scent of pure unadulterated male just sent his senses wild.
He could feel Harry at his entrance, feeling utterly dominated and loving it, a slight pull of skin as he felt the intrusion felt like someone had thrown one of those magical alcoholic drinks across his stomach and it was coursing its way through his system. He could hear Harry moan distantly, emerald eyes fluttered close as he inched his way forward and inside.
Draco captured his lips in a movement which had Harry buried deep inside him, albeit a shocked cry from Harry at the warmth wrapped around his cock.
"Fuck Draco... God you feel so good" Harry had one hand on Draco's hip and the other on the headboard above the blonde's thrown back head. They rocked like that for a minute, neither thrusting but more getting to feel each other and it was in that moment that Draco wondered why he hadn't fucked his nemesis aeons ago. It certainly would have eased some tension back in Hogwarts that's for sure.
Draco wrapped his legs around Harry as the boy began to move faster, pumping his slicked entrance, he could hear the slap of their balls as it connected. Skin on skin. Their breathing erratic and bodies glistening in a sheen of sweat and sex. Moans echoed across each other's lips, whispering sweet nothings and forceful demands.
"Oh God...yesss"
"Fuck Potter...do that again"
"Turn over...I have to..."
Draco flipped over eagerly and lay flat on his stomach as Harry spread him wide, guiding his cock into him and feeling the entirety of Harry laying atop his back, they aligned perfectly with the boy rocking back and forth inside him. Draco's hand snaked behind him and grasped Harry's buttocks, willing it to push deeper and harder into him. He felt Harry hit a spot inside him that made him scream.
"Potter, fuck me harder yess!" came the cry, Harry's eyes practically ghosted over as he lifted Draco's arse up high, and spread his knees wider pumping furiously.
"I'm gonna..."
"Yes!"
"...yes..yes...DRACO" Harry thrust a couple more times before he came in thick jets inside Draco, he could feel the muscles contracting around his cock as Draco groaned heavily and came himself.
The tanned boy collapsed on top of Draco breathing heavily and felt himself slip loose.
"God Potter, you fucking machine"
Harry laughed breathily before saying "It's Harry to you now"
"Harry..." they exchanged a heated kiss before...
A loud bark interrupted their kiss and both boys froze in their position, lips connected but eyes shot open. Daemon the dog sat happily at the entrance of the bedroom door, wagging his ever so furry tail.
"Harry, did we just fuck in front of your bloody furry mutt?!"
-fin-
Well this was the smex scene ten million years too late in the making. My writing skills have gone down the drain but this story doesn't seem to ring a bell as to why i wrote it.
Nevertheless its one of my better works since highschool. Anything written before 2006 is pretty much crap due to the unbelievably shitty English i had back then. Not to mention now....
*has gone to drown*
Hope you liked it =]