Blame it on the Firewhiskey

Our lips met, it had been too long. I heard you whimper from under me, and I knew what you wanted. I wanted it too.

Our mouths opened together, tongues twirling and clashing against the other, in our own erotic dance. Our hands roamed the bodies all too familiar to us.

I felt your hands reach my pants and you fumbled to get them off, a little too excited. I broke off the kiss, and our eyes opened in an instant, meeting in a lust filled glance of silver and green.

\"Having trouble, Potter?\" I asked, with a smirk, stressing the use of his surname.

His lips turned into the cutest pout, and sent me a glare. \"Yes, Draco, your pants are impossible to take off.\"

I sighed and asked, \"Want my help?\"

Without awaiting an answer, I took his hands into mine, but gave them back to their owner. I then pushed him back on the bed, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips.

His lips took on an innocent grin,\" I think I like where this is going.\"

I smirked, having known he would get overly excited, just as always. I brought the t-shirt I was wearing over my head enticingly, and I could feel a hardness beginning to grow in his pants. My smirk only widened.

\"Draco,\" he whined to me, as he thrust his hips upward, clearly wanting friction.

I couldn\'t help the moan that escaped my lips, and my own cock growing hard against his. I tossed my shirt aside, and bent down to meet his lips again.

His hands could be found gripping and moving through my hair, as mine could be found unbuttoning his shirt. No way in hell would I let him avoid being de-clothed!

After the shirt was undone, we pulled away to pull it off, our eyes meeting again.

\"That didn\'t help much. Your pants are still on and I\'m really horny,\" he told me, a murderous look across his features.

\"Can\'t you wait? I\'m just taking me time,\" I replied, annoyed tone in my voice.

\"Wait?\" he repeated. \"What part of \'Really horny\' don\'t you understand?\"

He had a point, I had to admit. I gave him a smile, the kind only he sees.

I reluctantly got off of him, only for my hands to attach themselves to his belt. I pulled him to a standing position, allowing for better access. I then skillfully ripped out his belt, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants moments later. Having already removed shoes, I pulled his pants down agonizingly slow, making sure my fingers were tracing against his skin. I heard his breath hiss out, I knew he was suppressing a groan.

As I pulled, I went down with them, making myself eye level with his impressive erection when I was done. I licked my lips. I couldn\'t wait to get those boxers off of him.

I didn\'t want to keep him waiting any longer; he was really horny, after all. So in a quick motion I swiped off his boxers, his throbbing cock right before my eyes for the taking, and believe me I\'d be taking it.

I looked up, loving to see his eyes when he knew what was about to occur. I saw him lick his delicate lips and that\'s when I looked back onto my prey.

My tongue slowly glazed across the tip, tasting pre-cum, and a low moan erupted from the back of his throat. My smallest touch could drive him crazy.

I couldn\'t help the smirked that graced my lips, for the second time that night, as the thoughts of how we had ended up like this entered my mind. It had been a night to remember.

Author Note:

Hey readers, if there are people actually reading this. I have more written, but I wanted to see if anyone liked it in the first place. If I get at least one reviewer that likes me, I\'ll post the next part, which will be a flashback. I already have it written, so review quickly and I\'ll post it!

Though flames are never a good thing, I do take criticism, so go ahead and criticize. But please try to at least be constructive.