Oh man, okay, here we go guys. I'm really, really sorry about the delay...I really wanted to get this chapter up before I left for camp (which was over a month ago...) but it just wasn't ready, and I couldn't update while I was there, and so that sucked but I finally finished this and I'm really pleased with the way this part turned out sooo...yeah haha, thanks for sticking with me, if you have. Okay okay okay here you go.
Harry closed his eyes and pictured a Quidditch pitch. When he opened them, he saw the room as it reformed itself, creating a large grassy field with three posts at each side. A small chest sat in the middle, along with two brooms. He realized that the chest was probably so small because it just contained one ball—the snitch. It'd be all they needed to play, and whoever caught it would win the top. Harry breathed in the grassy smell, enjoying the feel of it under his feet.
Both of them pulled their underwear and jeans back up and started over to the brooms. They each mounted one, Harry reaching down to undo the buckle on the chest. The snitch fluttered awake, then zoomed once in front of him, once in front of Draco, and then off into the air, making itself invisible.
"On the count of three," Draco said, smiling lightly at Harry.
"Let's count together, to be fair," Harry responded, returning the light smile.
"One," they said together, quietly. "Two," they said, louder. They watched each other carefully, both of their smiles having faded. "Three!" they shouted in unison, and took off.
Harry flew off to the left side of the field, while Draco took off to the right. They both concentrated on finding the snitch, not paying any attention to each other.
They had been in the air for a good ten minutes, neither of them with any luck, when Harry looked over at Draco. The blonde was still focused on finding the golden ball, and Harry took a moment to appreciate his concentration. He looked damn sexy on a broom, muscles working, legs curled back, shirtless, the black skinny tie still handing loosely around his neck. Harry felt himself start to get hard. He tried to make it stop, knowing it would make it harder for him to focus, as well as make it very uncomfortable to be on the broom.
But Harry couldn't stop getting turned on by Draco's intensity. He was so concentrated, eyes narrowing, shoulders pushing forward, body pushing the broom faster, diving down—Harry's mind went blank as he realized what was happening. Too late, he made his way towards the snitch, where Draco was headed—he heard a "YES!" and knew he had lost. He touched his broom down and shook his head, amazed at himself for losing focus and not getting there first—he was also a bit amazed to realize that he didn't really mind losing. Bottoming with Draco would be unbelievable, and there would probably be other chances for him to top.
The next thing he knew he was being pushed down onto the grass and lips were all over his neck, legs pressed into his sides as they straddled his hips, another groin shoving itself over and over into his own. Draco was downright assaulting him. Harry felt their erections both grow as they were thrust aggressively against each other. He'd never been harder, and he could tell Draco was reaching all new levels of arousal as well.
Both of them were panting, moaning, whispering each other's names, ripping and pulling and pushing at clothes to come off (except for Draco's tie) and very soon they were both naked.
Harry gasped as their cocks slid together, for the first time without any obstructions. The sensation sent him to the edge, and he came, screaming from Draco's fervent attention.
Draco kept writhing against him, until he realized that Harry had come, and slowed his movements, looking down at Harry, slightly amused.
"Well, that didn't take very much," he said, smirking.
"Shut it. That was…intense. It's just been a very long time since I've done any of this," Harry said, looking anywhere but Draco. "Sorry," he mumbled.
"It's quite alright, trust me. Now, when we get to the good part, you'll last longer. Which is good, because I can go for a while, and I'm not just bragging," Draco said simply. He got up off of Harry and reached his hand out. Harry took it, and Draco pulled him up.
"I'd rather not have sex on the grass, as hot as that can sometimes be. We should make it more special, don't you think?" Draco asked, smiling at Harry's bewilderment. "Come now, Potter. Surely by now you must have realized I'm not all bad, right?"
Harry didn't know how to respond. He just squeezed Draco's hand and didn't let go as the blonde conjured up a beautiful bed from his mind. It looked king size; it was round, with a very tender, squishy mattress, a soft white comforter, and plush blue pillows, about 5 or 6 of them. Harry had never seen such a magnificent sight, and he jumped onto it, pulling Draco with him.
The blonde laughed as Harry pulled the pillows toward his face, smashing his body into the bed, smiling as the silky fabric rubbed and brushed across his body. He sat back up, pulling the laughing Draco over to him, and kissed him, full on the mouth, no tongue, just the most simple, sweetest kiss they'd ever shared. They both smiled into the gentleness of it, the meaning it held. That this wasn't it, that they'd keep coming back to each other, that they were for real. They both fell a bit, with that kiss. No crazy declarations of love—it was their first date, after all—but they both fell a little harder into want, into like.
The kiss grew, and next to the bed an end table appeared with a drawer. Without breaking the kiss, Draco lowered Harry down so that he was properly on top of him, and reached into the drawer to grab the small bottle of lube he had asked the room for. He poured a bit onto his fingers, and finally pulled his lips away from Harry's.
"I know there are spells to do this, but I want to feel it for myself—I want you to feel me doing it," Draco whispered, lowering his slick fingers down to Harry's entrance. Harry's eyes closed at Draco's words, and he shivered at the seductive tone he had.
"Here we go," Draco murmured.
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