Author's note thing: Hey, so… I found out that I suck at writing sex scenes… and fanfics in general. But... I will finish this to the best of my ability. Just to let you know, I'm going to get a little silly in my own special way… Oh, and sorry about the long break. I have school, and a writers block. So… Yeah.
Disclaimer: I don't own the books or these characters, but I can make them do whatever the hell I want.
Warning: its gay sex, people.
Draco's POV
Soft lips were pressing onto his, moving against them ever so slightly. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry, bringing his body closer. Harry's mouth opened slightly, the tip of his tongue flitting out, moving along Draco's lower and upper lips. Draco was reluctant to go any farther, seeing as Snape could come back at any second, but the tongue became persistent, like someone knocking on their lover's door. He finally opened his mouth, feeling warm breath against his lips before Harry's tongue slipped into his mouth. It settled into a slight routine of being unorthodox, which Draco found most pleasing.
Harry moved Draco's bottom lip in between his, sucking on it. Draco groaned, unable to hide his pleasure. He began to move his hands experimentally around Harry's slight, but definitely muscled, body. He slid his hand down under the sweater and found nothing underneath. His palms worked their way up the muscled stomach to finally rest on the chest of the raven haired man. Draco's tongue pushed on Harry's, forcing it back into the smaller boy's mouth, and taking charge. He mapped out every little detail of Harry's mouth, from the ridges on the roof of his mouth to the velvety warmth of the inner cheeks.
His hands moved up and down the softly sculpted chest and abs, stopping periodically to pinch and flatten Harry's nipples. Harry moved his body against Draco's, moaning quietly into Draco's mouth. Harry's hands started to explore Draco's body, leaving behind trails of warmth. Harry loosened Draco's tie and started to unbutton Draco's work shirt clumsily.
Draco broke the kiss long enough to pull Harry's sweater over his head, diving back into Harry's mouth, shoving his lips against Harry's roughly. Harry succeeded in unbuttoning the blonde's shirt and started to tug it off of the pale body. He finally got it off and threw it into the darkness. Harry grabbed Draco's hips and pulled him closer. Draco gasped as their bare torsos rubbed against each other.
He felt Harry's ever growing erection pushing against his stomach through the jean fabric. He slid his hand down Harry's torso, stopping at the waistline of the pants. He stroked the trail of hair leading down to the prize. He slowly unbuttoned the jeans, reaching his hands under the boxers. His hand reached its goal. He grabbed the warm member, slightly moving his finger up and down. Harry moaned, squirming under the touch. Harry's breath hitched and Draco's thumb slid over the slit.
"Mmm…. M-m-more Drac-coo…," Harry cried, still new to the feelings.
Draco licked his lips and started trailing kisses down the tan neck, nipping the skin with his teeth. He stopped at the collarbone, sucking and licking it. He started to move his hand, stroking Harry's cock. Harry moaned, thrusting his body against Draco's. Draco moved his hand faster, rubbing his thumb over the slit of the head. Draco pulled his hand out, rolled over, straddling Harry's waist, mouth still abusing the smaller boy's neck. He grabbed a hold of the brunette's jeans and boxers, tugging them as he lifted his hips up just enough to slide them down Harry's legs.
Draco worked his way down to Harry's throbbing member, pushing the jeans off (along with the shoes and socks, but that has no meaning).Crouching over Harry, Draco paused, listening to the soft moans filling the room. He looked at the raven haired boy… no, man. His eyes were closed, mouth open. He was beautiful.
Draco pushed Harry's legs apart and pressed light, but firm, kisses up the tan inner thigh. Harry gasped, back arching off the table. Draco licked and nibbled Harry's inner thigh, making his way up to the large cock. He ran his finger over the frenulum twice. He ran his tongue the length of Harry's cock, eliciting a groan from him. Draco wrapped his mouth around the hard cock, swirling his tongue around the mushroom shaped head.
Harry's POV
Draco's warm, wet mouth was surrounding his aching cock. He thrust his hips, wanting more. He couldn't keep back the moans as Draco took all of him in his mouth. Harry groaned loudly as Draco swallowed, hot throat clenching around him.
"Agm… Draco… Fuck… Auhha… Ahhhh," Harry grabbed the edges of the table, squirming and bucking his hips. His breath was becoming labored.
"What the devil is going on here?" (If you don't get it, watch A Very Potter Musical.) Snape's languid voice broke Harry's ecstasy.
Snape's POV
"No, Pansy, Amortentia will not kill you if you mix it with Felix Felicis," Snape was thoroughly annoyed by the never ending questions. He had tried to shake her, but was forced to walk back to the potion room for who knows what.
"Mmm…..Drac-coo…"
"Did you hear that?" Snape asked, stopping in order to listen.
"Hear what?" Pansy said loudly. Gods, she was annoying.
"There it is again! That moaning… How do you not hear that?" Snape knew he sounded a bit odd, but he didn't care. He wanted to find the source of that sound. He walked swiftly to the muffled moaning and groaning. Black robe swirling around him, head cocked, eyes glinting; Snape was determined. The sounds got progressively louder. He stopped in front of the potions room. The noises came from behind that room.
He unlocked the door, opened it, and saw his Godson and Potter shagging on one of his tables. Goddamn these teenagers and their bloody hormones.
Draco's POV
The greasy haired butt-trumpet was currently standing in front of the door. Pansy, who had followed him, was currently giggling gleefully.
Draco swallowed once more before pulling his mouth off of Harry's still erect cock. All he wanted to do was shove these creepers out into the hall and slam the door in their faces.
"Well, you see Severus, Harry here was concerned that he had testicular cancer. After I checked and announced that he was cancer free, he wanted to make sure he didn't have penile cancer. And that is what I was doing before you interrupted us." Snape gave him a look of disbelief, which looked quite strange on his usual emotionless face.
"Only muggles need to worry about those silly details," Snape said.
"Oh, but sir, that is one of the great myths. Everyone is at risk for testicular cancer, especially teenage boys. You see…"
"All right, all right. Just… Be more discreet when you decide to screw in the dungeons. Sound is magnified greatly. Or, better yet, silencing charm," Snape was obviously unhappy. That was sure to ruin his next few meals.
Snape stalked out of the room, quickly followed by a skipping Pansy.
"Thank Gods they are gone," Draco announced happily. He turned back to Harry, excited to resume. But Harry was beet red, his hands covering his lower half the best he could. His eyes were brimming with tears of embarrassment. Draco had never seen Harry so… vulnerable, sad… His heart gave way. He smiled softly, crawling over to sit next to the naked boy. He wrapped his arms around Harry's midsection, pulling him close. Harry leaned his head on Draco's shoulder, hands grasping the encasing arms.
"Don't be embarrassed, Harry," The name still seemed odd to say aloud, but it rolled off the tongue quite nicely.
"But… It was Snape. And he now knows… caught in the act… embarrassing…" Harry broke off, burying his head into the cleft of Draco's neck.
"Well, next time we see him, we have to smirk like Slytherins, hold our heads up high, and act far superior. I bet Severus hasn't shagged anyone since Father Time was born," Harry chuckled, lifting his head up. Draco looked into those gorgeous green eyes, losing himself in the emerald sea. Harry broke eye contact and scooted off the table as best he could in his nakedness. Draco couldn't help but stare at the nice, round, firm buttocks of the Golden Boy.
"Draco," Harry looked over his shoulder, noticing the open mouth and the blank expression plastered on Draco's face.
"Mmmm?"
"You're drooling a bit." Draco blushed, looking away from the bouncing orbs of tan flesh and bringing his hand to his mouth. Sure enough, he was drooling.
So, I'm going to keep going with this story, just because I want to actually finish a sex scene. But about half way through I realized I didn't really know how to... So, if you could leave me a few tips and such. If it plain sucked, tell me. Please. I need to correct any mistakes, also. So, if I made any mistakes, tell me...