A/N: I don't own any rights to Harry Potter. Little magic is used and homosexuality, violence, rape and language are used. Don't like it? Don't read it. You've been warned.
A/N: THIS CHAPTER HAS SEXUAL MATERIAL IN IT! Don't like it? Don't read it. You've been warned.
It was nearing toward the end of the night and the last song they played was, "That's All I As Of You" from Phantom of the Opera and both of the boys, along with the rest of the students, continued to slow dance. As people were leaving, Harry had asked Draco if he'd like to celebrate in the Room of Requirement…
"Yeah, sure…" Draco replied back.
"Are you sure? I mean we don't have to…I just bought a bottle of champagne cause I had this planned with Hermione…it was one of those spur of the moment type things but I knew it's what I wanted."
"I'd want nothing more than to go with you…let me get changed real quick and I'll meet you back downstairs in ten minutes, okay?"
"Okay…I'll be in the room if you're wondering where I'm at. I just don't want any professors to see me standing here."
"Okay," Draco said, "no problem. Just let me in when I knock."
As soon as Draco left, Harry fled to the Room of Requirement and the room was exactly how it should look; a giant bed made of a royal purple with silver pillows, black curtains, hardwood floors and a curtain for the bed (for Draco) so he can feel safe.
Ten minutes went by so slowly that Harry ran up to the common room just in time to meet Ron and Hermione and said, "I won't be coming to bed tonight…I'm spending the night with Draco in the Room of Requirement…"
"You are a little horny devil you are!" said Ron.
"Yeah…well I just thought I'd let you both know so that you don't go looking for me again, okay?"
"No problem, Harry…" Hermione said, "Have fun! And be safe!"
Harry ran back as fast as he could without anyone seeing him except for maybe Dumbledore who only winked at him and said, "Have a nice night! And congratulations!" and walked away. Draco was already there when he arrived. He stood for a few moments before saying anything.
"Hi…not only did we come out but you proposed…"
"Yeah," said Harry.
"Come here…"
Harry slowly walked toward him and they both sat on the bed. Draco began to stroke his hair and removed Harry's glasses. They were in complete silence and began to rub their lips on one another, hardly breathing. After a few moments, their kisses were gentle yet fierce at the same time. Draco ran his hand through Harry's hair while Harry wrested his hands on Draco's hips as they both lay down gradually. Draco crawled on top of his new life partner for the first time and whispered in his ear, "There's something you don't know about me Harry…I'm a virgin."
"Me too…so I'm not really sure of what to do but I'm trying."
"Let me get something," said Draco and picked up the champagne bottle from the floor. He opened it and it popped and yet…the room was silent. Draco lay back on the bed with Harry and still the room was silent. They began kissing and positioned themselves sideways facing each other. Draco pushed himself up against Harry until their tightened pants began to touch and rub like before only this time it was soft rather than forceful. And still the room was silent. They both yearned to go crazy on each other but they wanted this night to last as long as possible.
"I got these for us," Harry said and pulled out four pairs of handcuffs, "I've always wanted to try them but I've never had a use for them until now."
"Why four?" Draco asked while nibbling at Harry's ear.
"Two for the ankles and…and two for the…the wrists," Harry replied and trying to catch his breath.
"I could use these…" Draco said as grins and he begins to handcuff Harry to the bed, "Revenge is a bitch…" Draco said after handcuffing his hands and feet. He lies down to next to his lover, not touching him and barely kissing him so Harry would want more. His hands began to reach for Draco but are unable to break apart from the handcuffs. He slides his hand up Harry's leg and rests it on his thigh, leaving him to nearly beg for Draco to up higher and thrusts his hips ever so slightly.
"Oh f-fuck…I think I know the reason for these now," said Harry.
"What's that?"
"I-I want-want to-t-touch you…and I-I-can't…"
"Exactly."
Draco lay in between Harry's forced open legs from the handcuffs on his feet. He began unbuttoning his lover's shirt while keeping his manhood a good distance away from Harry's and kissed all the way down to his nipples. He made circles around one of them and lightly flicked his tongue across it.
"Oh-this-this-this is-p-pure-torture…" said Harry.
He went from one nipple and down his stomach making Harry think he was going to give him head and as Harry held his breath waiting for it, Draco kissed his way softly back up to the other nipple. Even though Harry wants to move, he cannot.
"D-Draco…please…"
After twenty minutes of torment and sexual agony, Draco lay completely in Harry's open legs and he let their erections inside of their pants rub together once again.
"Draco…f-fuck…" Harry's wrists began to turn red and feel numb because of how long he's been attempting to touch Draco out of instinct. Every five minutes, Draco would speed up and slow down only to prevent from Harry getting off.
"D-Don't…don't…" Harry's hips were thrashing wildly against Draco's each time he sped up but when he was just at the point of climaxing, Draco would pause and go slower. After four or five times of doing this, Harry's eyes began to roll into the back of his head and threw his head back with his mouth open.
"I'm s-sorry, p-please don't…it's ac-actually-start-starting to h-hurt a bit…"
Draco unzipped Harry's pants slowly and took in his hard-on and inch by inch moved his way downward.
"D-Draco…d-don't stop…" begged Harry which let Draco know that he was close to his release. His toes began to curl and his knees began to buckle. "Don't stop…Draco…I'm gonna…" another gasp, "Draco…I'm….I'm…" Draco went somewhat slower right as he came to make Harry's orgasm last several seconds long and all he heard was the sound of nails against the sheets and felt Harry's back raise up. "Fuck…oh Merlin…" he whimpered, trying to catch his breath. Draco kissed his way back up and asked, "Was that any good?"
"Revenge is a bitch…" Harry said, still out of breath.
Draco unlocked the handcuffs and Harry suddenly became assertive and turned Draco over onto his back where he quickly handcuffed him.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked him.
"Kiss me," Draco whispered. Harry immediately obeyed and began kissing him lightly on the lips. Harry moved his hand downward onto his thigh and started to move his hand up on and on his thigh, anywhere except his erection…yet. While doing this, he moves from his lips to what he thinks is Draco's most sensitive body part; his ear.
"H-H-Harry…oh dear Merlin…f-fuck…touch me, please…" but Harry ignored him as if he had said nothing and continued to suck on his earlobe for ten more minutes.
"D-Don't…don't do this to me…please…oh fuck…" Harry soon realized that his most sensitive spot was his nipples. He nibbled on them for the longest time recognizing that it drove Draco crazy. He didn't even make an attempt to free himself of the handcuffs.
"F-fuck! Harry…don't torture me, please…" He heard him gasping for air and for a moment, he wondered that if he continues to do this if Draco would get off on just foreplay…finally, Harry slithers his hand more and more further down at a snail's pace and he could feel the muscle of his six pack. He laid his hand on his lover's erection but didn't move it. Draco's hips began to thrust like Harry's once did.
"P-Please Harry…I would…never do this…to-to you…"
Harry gently squeezed the hard-on through Draco's pants causing him to yelp a few times. After a few minutes of just lightly squeezing and letting go, he began to shift his hand up and down in a routine motion.
"F-Fuck…f-fuck me…please…" Harry unzips his pants and lets out Draco's erection and with gentle strokes, he began to move his hand up and down causing Draco to moan with a tone of pleading eagerness.
"Ha-Harry…oh dear fucking…" Harry began kissing him in each way he possibly could going faster and faster.
"Don't s-stop…please don't stop…" Harry stops of course. It went on for fifteen minutes of soft lips touching each other's necks, ears, mouths and anywhere there was open skin.
"Ha-Harry…I'm no-not going to…last…very…long…"
"How long?"
"I'm f-fuck…I…you…fuck…me…love…I c-can't…" Harry could barely tell what he was saying but he enjoyed watching his partner in riveting and immense pleasure. His moaning became louder and louder.
"I'm! Fuck!" and Harry didn't hear nails against the bed but against the wall behind them. "I'm…about…to…" and Harry continued to beat him off faster and faster while kissing him. He heard a sharp intake of breath from Draco. "Oh….Harr-fu-fu-fuck!!" and then constant, heavy breathing.
Still kissing, Harry uncuffed Draco and he lies panting while Harry is smiling.
And still, the room is silent except for the quiet yet peaceful chirping of birds outside. It was nearly four in the morning when they passed out.
"I love you, Draco."
"I love you, Harry."
And still the room is silent.