The sexual escapades of Draco Malfoy
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Adult ++
Chapters:
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9,214
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56
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Change my Mind
The sexual escapades of Draco Malfoy
Author: Silver7772
Translator: James Black
Beta Reader: AsphyxiatedMuse (Thank you!!!)
A/N: Sorry, I added the wrong chapter yesterday... Thanks to thrnbrooke for telling (writing) me. Otherwise I would have noticed ages later XD~
And now: The new 10th chapter ^_^
Chapter10
Change my mind!
After he wasted a whole day on thinking, Harry came to a stunning conclusion and felt like a new person the next morning.
Grinning, he paced a corridor, following a dark haired boy whom he'd been watching for a few minutes now. His smile grew as the boy opened the door of the prefects’ bathroom and went inside.
Harry leaned against the wall and glanced at his watch. Ten minutes later he inhaled deeply and also entered the bathroom.
"Actually," Harry started as the door behind him clicked shut, "I had expected you to learn from your mistakes by now and lock the door."
Shocked, Justin Finch-Fletchley turned and looked even more shocked as he recognized Harry, who started to unbutton his cloak slowly and never looked away from Justin. The cloak fell to the floor and an inscrutable grin appeared on his face as he went to the shower without taking off the rest of his clothes.
He didn't seem to pay any attention to the hot water that poured out of the shower as he came to a halt in front of Justin and pressed him against the wall. Justin opened his mouth to protest, but Harry's lips pressed against his and kissed him demandingly and passionately.
He liked kissing Justin and found he could keep doing it a long time. He whispered,
"It won't be this shtick," with an arrogant voice and pulled Justin a few centimeters away.
"And what will it be?" Justin asked, playing innocent.
"A little bit harder!" Harry whispered seductively into Justin's ear and brushed his lips over his neck. He laid his hands on Justin's waist and turned him around roughly and pressed him against the wall as Justin moaned, surprised.
"Excited?" Harry whispered arrogantly, while he pressed his body against Justin's.
"Well, it's not the first time,” he grinned back.
"Well then..." Harry's grip on Justin's waist hardened and he let one hand slide lower. "We will see if I leave a mark, too..."
The consequences of his experiment would soon catch up to him. Later, as Harry entered the Great Hall for lunch, he saw a more than angry Seamus hurrying to him.
"Potter, you complete idiot! Who the hell do you think you are?" he yelled as he got closer.
"Seamus..." Harry didn't know what to say and looked perplexed at Seamus. Damn, how could he have found out so fast?
"How did you get such stupid idea? As if one Malfoy isn't enough!"
"Don't compare me to Malfoy!" Harry threatened. The name alone enraged him.
"Then don't behave like you were him!" Seamus yelled, provoked by Harry's tone.
Harry stepped back and glanced challengingly at Seamus. "Is it my fault that your boyfriend is a slut? Perhaps you can't give him what he wa-" Harry didn't manage to finish the sentence, as he suddenly saw Seamus's fist coming up to his face. He tried to block it quickly, but he wasn't fast enough. Painfully, it hit him in the face.
"Damn, are you insane?" Harry fussed as he held his eye and tried to stand up. But Seamus had already left the Great Hall.
McGonagall (after taking points from Gryffindor) sent Harry to the hospital wing, where he went without protest, because he didn't wanted to stay in the Great Hall and being questioned by the students. After Madam Pomfrey healed his eye he laid down on one of the beds and thought of what had happened. By the time it got dark and Harry mused about whether to sleep or stay awake, he heard someone coming in.
"Potter, Potter, Potter. You rocked the boat! That's very unlike you..."
Harry recognized the amused-bored voice and looked up in surprise.
"Malfoy!" Damn, how could he come in here? Madam Pomfrey decided that Harry wasn't allowed to see visitors and he was glad for it, because he didn't want to explain the situation to Ron and Hermione.
" Nobody comes in here at this time." Malfoy waved his hand as he paced the room up and down and watched Harry with interest.
"What do you want?" Harry asked, trying not to sound too curious.
"Nothing... don't be so rude, Potter!"
Harry glanced at him in disbelief.
"I just wanted to hear from you. What got you to neglect your admirable ethical values?"
Malfoy continued grinning, whereupon Harry blushed slightly. Fortunately, Malfoy couldn't see that in the shaded room.
"... And use your jack-off material as a script?" Malfoy now stood directly infront of him. His nearly graceful, bright figure and the slightly arrogant voice made him appear a little bit frightening, but also fascinating. It made Harry's hair stand on end as he looked at Malfoy.
"So, Potter! What exactly was that? Does it turn you on to imitate me?" Draco continued, determined.
"And what are you dreaming at night?" Harry asked, determined and a little bit curious.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Do you think I would ask otherwise?"
Malfoy smiled inscrutably and bent over Harry until he was a few centimetres away from Harry's ear. Harry could feel the warm breath on his skin.
"I dream about the expression on your face as you cum with my cock deep inside you and you screaming my name and begging me not to stop shagging you insane!" Malfoy whispered seductively, every word accenting, while his lips brushed over Harry's earlobe.
Damn, that was too much!
Without thinking about what he was doing, he grabbed Malfoy by his shoulders and pressed him on the bed. Before Malfoy could realize what happened, Harry's lips were pressed against his own and he was kissed wildly and passionately and somewhat un-Harry-like. Harry pressed his shoulders against the bed and lay on top of Draco until Draco couldn't move a centimetre.
Harry's weight on his body, the hard grip on his shoulders and that inscrutable, but slight inconsiderateness in Harry's eyes nearly made him insane. He didn't even try to resist and kissed unrestrained back. That he couldn't move, because he was virtually nailed down on the bed and that he was at Harry's mercy, turned him on even more.
"Potter..." He whispered, as Harry shortly pulled back to breath. "Fuck me... please!"
The surprised expression on Harry's face receded within seconds to form a dirty and somewhat Malfoy-like grin. "Say it again, I didn't understand you completly!"
"Fuck me, Potter!"
"No, the last word."
"Please?"
"Again, you speak too quietly..."
"Please!" Draco said shortly.
Harry smiled amused. "You begging me to fuck you, Malfoy?"
"Yes, come here and fuck me, long, hard and dirty! Damn, Potter, please..."
Draco voice sounded indeed more bidding than begging, but it was enough for Harry.
With a sexy grin he mobbed Draco and began to kiss his neck, while he ripped open Draco's shirt and threw it onto the floor. Longingly, he slid over Draco's chest and licked his nipples with his tongue, while he fondled the zipper. Impatiently, he pulled Draco's jeans down to the knees and stroked over his erection, while he removed his own clothes with the other hand. Again he bent down to kiss Malfoy passionately before he caressed Draco's cheek and then held three fingers to his lips, which Draco sucked on demandingly, until Harry laid his hands on Draco's waist. With misty eyes, he turned him around to face the bed.
Draco moaned with pain as all three fingers entered him at the same time. Slowly, but steadily the fingers moved inside him, while soft kisses were placed on his neck.
One after another, the fingers were removed and he felt how Harry positioned behind him, until his erection pressed against him...
"This story will top everything before, Malfoy!" Harry whispered into his ear, as he bent down a last time. Malfoy smiled and his voice sounded calm but yet meaningful as he answered.
"I didn't plan to tell anyone, Potter..."
-
Please review again
Author: Silver7772
Translator: James Black
Beta Reader: AsphyxiatedMuse (Thank you!!!)
A/N: Sorry, I added the wrong chapter yesterday... Thanks to thrnbrooke for telling (writing) me. Otherwise I would have noticed ages later XD~
And now: The new 10th chapter ^_^
Chapter10
Change my mind!
After he wasted a whole day on thinking, Harry came to a stunning conclusion and felt like a new person the next morning.
Grinning, he paced a corridor, following a dark haired boy whom he'd been watching for a few minutes now. His smile grew as the boy opened the door of the prefects’ bathroom and went inside.
Harry leaned against the wall and glanced at his watch. Ten minutes later he inhaled deeply and also entered the bathroom.
"Actually," Harry started as the door behind him clicked shut, "I had expected you to learn from your mistakes by now and lock the door."
Shocked, Justin Finch-Fletchley turned and looked even more shocked as he recognized Harry, who started to unbutton his cloak slowly and never looked away from Justin. The cloak fell to the floor and an inscrutable grin appeared on his face as he went to the shower without taking off the rest of his clothes.
He didn't seem to pay any attention to the hot water that poured out of the shower as he came to a halt in front of Justin and pressed him against the wall. Justin opened his mouth to protest, but Harry's lips pressed against his and kissed him demandingly and passionately.
He liked kissing Justin and found he could keep doing it a long time. He whispered,
"It won't be this shtick," with an arrogant voice and pulled Justin a few centimeters away.
"And what will it be?" Justin asked, playing innocent.
"A little bit harder!" Harry whispered seductively into Justin's ear and brushed his lips over his neck. He laid his hands on Justin's waist and turned him around roughly and pressed him against the wall as Justin moaned, surprised.
"Excited?" Harry whispered arrogantly, while he pressed his body against Justin's.
"Well, it's not the first time,” he grinned back.
"Well then..." Harry's grip on Justin's waist hardened and he let one hand slide lower. "We will see if I leave a mark, too..."
The consequences of his experiment would soon catch up to him. Later, as Harry entered the Great Hall for lunch, he saw a more than angry Seamus hurrying to him.
"Potter, you complete idiot! Who the hell do you think you are?" he yelled as he got closer.
"Seamus..." Harry didn't know what to say and looked perplexed at Seamus. Damn, how could he have found out so fast?
"How did you get such stupid idea? As if one Malfoy isn't enough!"
"Don't compare me to Malfoy!" Harry threatened. The name alone enraged him.
"Then don't behave like you were him!" Seamus yelled, provoked by Harry's tone.
Harry stepped back and glanced challengingly at Seamus. "Is it my fault that your boyfriend is a slut? Perhaps you can't give him what he wa-" Harry didn't manage to finish the sentence, as he suddenly saw Seamus's fist coming up to his face. He tried to block it quickly, but he wasn't fast enough. Painfully, it hit him in the face.
"Damn, are you insane?" Harry fussed as he held his eye and tried to stand up. But Seamus had already left the Great Hall.
McGonagall (after taking points from Gryffindor) sent Harry to the hospital wing, where he went without protest, because he didn't wanted to stay in the Great Hall and being questioned by the students. After Madam Pomfrey healed his eye he laid down on one of the beds and thought of what had happened. By the time it got dark and Harry mused about whether to sleep or stay awake, he heard someone coming in.
"Potter, Potter, Potter. You rocked the boat! That's very unlike you..."
Harry recognized the amused-bored voice and looked up in surprise.
"Malfoy!" Damn, how could he come in here? Madam Pomfrey decided that Harry wasn't allowed to see visitors and he was glad for it, because he didn't want to explain the situation to Ron and Hermione.
" Nobody comes in here at this time." Malfoy waved his hand as he paced the room up and down and watched Harry with interest.
"What do you want?" Harry asked, trying not to sound too curious.
"Nothing... don't be so rude, Potter!"
Harry glanced at him in disbelief.
"I just wanted to hear from you. What got you to neglect your admirable ethical values?"
Malfoy continued grinning, whereupon Harry blushed slightly. Fortunately, Malfoy couldn't see that in the shaded room.
"... And use your jack-off material as a script?" Malfoy now stood directly infront of him. His nearly graceful, bright figure and the slightly arrogant voice made him appear a little bit frightening, but also fascinating. It made Harry's hair stand on end as he looked at Malfoy.
"So, Potter! What exactly was that? Does it turn you on to imitate me?" Draco continued, determined.
"And what are you dreaming at night?" Harry asked, determined and a little bit curious.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Do you think I would ask otherwise?"
Malfoy smiled inscrutably and bent over Harry until he was a few centimetres away from Harry's ear. Harry could feel the warm breath on his skin.
"I dream about the expression on your face as you cum with my cock deep inside you and you screaming my name and begging me not to stop shagging you insane!" Malfoy whispered seductively, every word accenting, while his lips brushed over Harry's earlobe.
Damn, that was too much!
Without thinking about what he was doing, he grabbed Malfoy by his shoulders and pressed him on the bed. Before Malfoy could realize what happened, Harry's lips were pressed against his own and he was kissed wildly and passionately and somewhat un-Harry-like. Harry pressed his shoulders against the bed and lay on top of Draco until Draco couldn't move a centimetre.
Harry's weight on his body, the hard grip on his shoulders and that inscrutable, but slight inconsiderateness in Harry's eyes nearly made him insane. He didn't even try to resist and kissed unrestrained back. That he couldn't move, because he was virtually nailed down on the bed and that he was at Harry's mercy, turned him on even more.
"Potter..." He whispered, as Harry shortly pulled back to breath. "Fuck me... please!"
The surprised expression on Harry's face receded within seconds to form a dirty and somewhat Malfoy-like grin. "Say it again, I didn't understand you completly!"
"Fuck me, Potter!"
"No, the last word."
"Please?"
"Again, you speak too quietly..."
"Please!" Draco said shortly.
Harry smiled amused. "You begging me to fuck you, Malfoy?"
"Yes, come here and fuck me, long, hard and dirty! Damn, Potter, please..."
Draco voice sounded indeed more bidding than begging, but it was enough for Harry.
With a sexy grin he mobbed Draco and began to kiss his neck, while he ripped open Draco's shirt and threw it onto the floor. Longingly, he slid over Draco's chest and licked his nipples with his tongue, while he fondled the zipper. Impatiently, he pulled Draco's jeans down to the knees and stroked over his erection, while he removed his own clothes with the other hand. Again he bent down to kiss Malfoy passionately before he caressed Draco's cheek and then held three fingers to his lips, which Draco sucked on demandingly, until Harry laid his hands on Draco's waist. With misty eyes, he turned him around to face the bed.
Draco moaned with pain as all three fingers entered him at the same time. Slowly, but steadily the fingers moved inside him, while soft kisses were placed on his neck.
One after another, the fingers were removed and he felt how Harry positioned behind him, until his erection pressed against him...
"This story will top everything before, Malfoy!" Harry whispered into his ear, as he bent down a last time. Malfoy smiled and his voice sounded calm but yet meaningful as he answered.
"I didn't plan to tell anyone, Potter..."
-
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