Midnight Visits

”Silencio”, Draco heard a whisper and felt his mattress tip. Someone had climbed into his bed… And now that someone was settling to lie down next to him.

“Hello, love”, someone whispered into his ear, Draco snapped his eyes open and stared straight into Blaise’s eyes.

“What in the blazes…” he snapped and tried to get up, without success.

Blaise was smirking. “This is our last night in Hogwarts; wouldn’t you want to make it memorable?”

“What have you done to me? I can’t get up.”

The dark boy’s smirk widened into a smile. “Nothing”, he leaned over the blonde boy, very close.

“Wha-! Zabini! You cut that out right now!”

Blaise leaned closer to Draco’s ear and licked the soft lobe, at the same time blowing into the ear. He also let his other hand wander down the other’s pale chest. When he reached Draco’s left nipple, the blonde boy twitched.

“Oh?” Blaise stopped moving, “Are you ticklish by any chance, Malfoy?”

Draco shook his, squeezing his eyes shut. Blaise flicked the nipple again, and again the blonde underneath him twitched and swallowed.

He leaned closer to the other’s ear and whispered: “You like that, don’t you?”

Draco tried to move his head away, but again he found himself unable to move. Blaise was again smirking above him and Draco could feel blood packing between his own legs. It was clear that the other boy would also notice as, as usual, he was sleeping in the nude.

Blaise licked his lips and leaned down to kiss his pale neck. The dark boy kissed the soft spot beneath Draco’s ear, making his way lower bit by bit. He licked and kissed, didn’t bite once, but to the blonde it felt like a burning trail of teeth. He was writhing under the other boy. Blaise looked up at his face, slid his hands to the slim hips and flicked his tongue over the right nipple. Draco tried to arch back to the touch, but Blaise’s grip held and all he was able to do was twitch a little more.

“You make a nice face. Now let me hear your voice, too.”

Draco looked down, panicked. “But what if someo-“

“No one will hear you, love. You can do whatever you like”, saying that, Blaise kissed his way down Draco’s flat stomach, stopping briefly to swirl his tongue in the navel.

A small thought about nerves and their wicked ways made its way into Draco’s lust filled head, but it was quickly wiped off, when Blaise took the swollen piece of flesh between his lips and kissed the tip.

He then licked the underside of the shaft and quickly took whole of the member into his mouth. All Draco could do, was mewl and arch his back in matching rhythm. Blaise pulled off right before the blonde boy could come.

Blaise smoothed his soft hair away from his face and looked at the blonde. Draco looked back, thinking that no one should look that good after giving head so passionately. The dark boy smiled, as if reading his thoughts and lay on top of him.

“A nice voice, Malfoy, I must say.”

“Why you-!” Draco began, but was cut off by Blaise kissing him.

The kiss was so intoxicating, so passionate that Draco almost missed the pop of a cork. But he didn’t and so pulled away quickly.

“What’s that?” he asked, pointing at the plastic bottle in the other’s hand.

Blaise smirked. “It’s lubrication. I don’t want you to be hurting, now, do I?”

Draco swallowed and nodded, watching in fascination as Blaise dribbled some of the clear liquid into his own hand. He carefully coated his fingers with the lube and moved softly between his legs.

“This might feel a little strange at first, but if you relax, you can enjoy it”, he warned Draco and slowly pressed his index finger inside the other boy.

Draco muffled a screech, but some of the pain was showing on his face. Blaise reached to stroke his hair with his free hand. Draco kissed the palm of his hand and nuzzled, ignoring the wiggling of the finger inside him, relaxing to it.

“You got used to this quickly, didn’t you, Malfoy?” Blaise asked after a while.
Draco raised his head. “Huh?”

“I’ve already got three fingers inside…” he leaned closer to whisper into his ear, “And it’s begging for more.”

“You son of a-“

“You don’t want to finish that sentence, love”, he purred and moved his fingers inside the other boy, making his hips buck.

Draco let out a moan, when the other boy pulled his fingers out. Blaise pulled down his pyjama pants and moved into position between Draco’s legs. The blonde boy gasped when he felt the cock nudge his ass.
Blaise leaned closer. “Just relax”, he gasped, pushing in some more, “Don’t try to resist it. You’ll only end up hurting us both.”

Draco took a deep breath and forced his body to relax. But relax as he might, he cried out when Blaise thrust his whole length inside his body. They stayed in place for a moment, breathing hard, adjusting to the sensations.

“Wow”, Blaise said, pulling out a little and pushing back in, “You’re so tight still.”

Draco blushed and arched back in rhythm of the other’s thrusts. Soon the only sounds were the gasps and sighs of the two boys and the slap of skin on skin. The rhythm, fierce as it was, quickened all the time. Draco reached between them and took hold of his cock, stroking it in time of the thrusts. Soon he trembled, arched back and came with a loud sigh. Not long after Blaise slumped on him, also sated and spent.

A while they lay like that and then Blaise rolled off from on top of Draco. Smiling like the famous cat who got the canary.

“What?” Draco asked him, getting up to rest on his elbows.

“You’re such a slut, you know that”, Blaise drawled, “The way you came was so hot.”
Draco swallowed. “Shut up.”

“Or what?”

With seeker reflexes Draco turned over and suddenly was lying on the dark boy. “What do you think?” he smirked.
Blaise opened his arms and smiled up at the blonde. “Be my guest.”

Draco commenced by kissing the dark boy, flicking his tongue into his mouth and over his lips. Blaise smirked under him, until it was getting so distracting, Draco had to stop and ask: “What’s so funny?”

“Oh, nothing”, the other answered, “you’re just proving my point, here.”

“Oh, ha ha”, retorted Draco, “As if you don’t like what I’m doing. Don’t forget your dick’s against my leg.” He started nibbling on Blaise’s jaw. “You’re hard again…” he mumbled into his ear, pushing his long dark hair out of the way. Blaise shuddered, but laughed.

“So I am. Plan to do something about it?”

Now it was Draco’s time to smirk. “No”, he drawled, “but you are.” He took Blaise’s other hand and guided it between them. He wrapped it around both of their cocks and started moving it.

He had planned on letting Blaise do the jerking off, but he liked the feel of their cocks in Blaise’s hand, so he kept his hand over Blaise’s dark skinned hand. They were both panting and gasping, Draco’s hips were starting to buck again and Blaise was arching back, mewling. Soon Draco felt warm liquid burst from the other boy and thrust quickly into his own orgasm. Afterward he sighed and slumped on Blaise, who was breathing hard.

“Now, who’s the slut, Zabini?”

Blaise just laughed breathlessly. “Well, that makes two of us, then.”

This time Draco laughed also.

CHAPTER END