VAMPIRE TEMPTATION

thanks again to Narcissa for fixing things up for me in this fic.

Chapter Eleven


Draco spent the next couple of days watching Harry train, joining in with him where he could. Outside the training room, they shared brief glances across the Great Hall or their classes, except Potions where they were able to talk quietly over their potion, both thankful that Severus always partnered them.

It was now Saturday afternoon, and most of the students were in Hogsmeade. Draco sat back in what he liked to refer as ‘his’ chair, reading over a new spell book, as Harry began to work out. He heard the slap of flesh on bars and looked up to see that Harry had stripped his shoes and socks off, and his T-shirt, leaving him in a pair of loose sweat pants. The book was forgotten as he watched Harry hook his feet in the bars in the ceiling, then begin to pull his body up with his arms. He watched, mesmerized, at the play of muscles shifting under the skin. Watched as a sheen of sweat appeared on Harry’s back and sides.

He held back a moan when Harry hooked the bar behind his knees, letting his hands go to hang upside down. His eyes took in all that Harry was showing, the firm muscled upper body, and the hint of hip bones that were revealed by the pull of the pants. Harry then began to pull his upper body up in stomach curls.

Harry felt Draco’s eyes on him as he went through his daily exercises. He didn’t dare to look at him as he knew he would see the need and want in the blond’s eyes. The pull to taste him again was becoming hard to resist. Thankfully Kinsey has been here for him to feed from at night. He heard Draco quietly put his book down, slowly getting up to approach him. He opened his eyes when he felt Draco’s hands on his face, then his lips on his.

Draco placed his hands on the sides of Harry’s face, leaning forward to brush his tongue at the crease of Harry’s lips, giving a soft moan when the lips were parted for him to delve inside, his tongue gliding over Harry’s. “I need more than teasing kisses Harry,” he softly said, against Harry’s lips.

Harry gave a quick kiss to Draco’s mouth, then pulled away to pull up and grab the bars. He unhooked his legs, then let go of the bars to face Draco. “And what do you need Draco?” he huskily asked, stepping forward as Draco stepped back.

Draco slowly unbuttoned his shirt as he looked into Harry’s smoldering eyes. “I need you to touch me,” he softly said, shrugging his shirt off his shoulders. “Need your lips on my skin,” he added, gliding his hand down his chest, down his stomach, to undo his jeans.

Harry’s eyes followed Draco’s hands, his eyes blazing with need. “Gods . . . Draco,” Harry moaned, his hands reaching to touch Draco’s naked chest. “Beautiful,” he whispered, trailing his fingers down Draco’s stomach.

Draco’s body leaned into Harry’s touch. His hands pushed the jeans and boxers down over his hips, moaning when he felt Harry’s fingers trail down to his hip, into his pubic hair. He shimmied out of his jeans, reaching to touch Harry’s erection through the sweat pants.

“And I need you . . . in me,” he hoarsely said, gripping Harry’s erection over the loose material of the sweats.

“Fuck . . . Draco,” Harry groaned, his control snapping as he roughly pulled Draco against his body. His hands were everywhere he could reach on Draco’s body as his lips and tongue were devouring Draco’s mouth. His hand glided down Draco’s back to grip his bottom, pulling him against his grinding hips. He felt Draco’s hands slide into his sweat pants, pushing them down, both moaning as their naked cocks crashed together. Harry’s hands gripped Draco’s bottom, pulling up as he blindly walked over to Draco’s chair.

Draco wrapped his legs around Harry’s waist, his body hot from his touches and body. He felt Harry lower himself down onto the chair, then settled down over his thighs, as he reached back to guide Harry’s hand to his behind. He felt a small tingle of magic, then Harry’s finger slipped inside his lubricated hole.

“Gods . . . yes,” Draco moaned, pulling back from the kiss as he rocked against Harry’s cock and fingers. “More . . . please . . . wanted . . . so long,” he panted.

Harry slowly thrust two, then three fingers into Draco, loosening him for something bigger. “Need you . . . now,” he panted, reaching behind Draco to position his leaking cock at Draco’s hole. “Ahh . . . gods,” he moaned, throwing his head back as Draco’s lowered himself down his shaft. “So tight.”

“Merlin . . . you feel . . . so . . . mmm . . . good,” Draco moaned as he began raising and then lowering himself down again. “I’m . . . not gonna . . . last,” he breathlessly added.

Harry opened his eyes to look up into Draco’s face. He gripped Draco’s hip and thrust up hard and fast. He felt Draco’s inner walls contract around his length, then the warm cum on his stomach. He wrapped his arms around Draco’s back to hug him close, kissing his shoulder and collarbone.

Draco felt that Harry was still hard inside of him, and saw his body tense as he held back from his release. He raised his hips, slowly lowered them again, setting a slow, but steady pace. His hands glided down Harry’s chest, to his stomach, his fingers sliding into the cooling cum. While his other hand began to slowly stroke his awakening cock, he brought his cum-coated finger up to Harry’s lips, his cock hardening when he felt Harry’s tongue lick around the finger. He felt the one fang and pressed, letting the drops of blood seep down Harry’s throat.

“I want you to drink from me Harry,” Draco softly said, sitting still on top of Harry. “I’m ready Harry, and I trust you . . . with my life,” he added, looking into his lover’s eyes.

Harry saw the trust in him in Draco’s eyes. He slowly nodded, and wandlessly transfigured the chair into a large divan. He shifted so Draco was underneath him, slowly thrusting in deep, before pulling almost completely out, sliding into his wet heat again and again. He leaned on his one elbow above Draco, trailing his hand up Draco’s side, over his chest to his neck, his fangs aching to sink into the rapid pulse. He leaned down to caress his lips over Draco’s, moaning when Draco thrust his hips up to take him in deep. His lips left the heavenly kisses, to slowly trail across Draco’s jaw, to his ear.

“Faster . . . Harry . . . fuck me faster,” Draco whimpered, arching his neck back, his hands sliding up to Harry’s shoulders, then tangling in the dark hair. He felt Harry’s tongue brush over his neck, then little nips with his teeth.

“Mine,” Harry huskily said, against Draco’s neck, before letting his fangs pierce the skin as he thrust deep, grinding in.

“Yours,” Draco breathlessly whispered, moaning as he felt fangs slip in then the suction at his neck. Harry slipped his arm under his leg, pulling up as the new position allowed for deeper penetration, and their moans grew louder as that magic little nub was hit repeatedly by the head of Harry’s cock.

“Harry!” Draco cried out as he came for the second time that afternoon.

“Dray,” Harry panted, his lips leaving Draco’s neck as his body succumbed to his release. He thrust in deep as he emptied himself inside his lover, slowly licking the punctures on his neck, healing them, but leaving a vibrant purpling hickey.

“Are you okay?” Harry asked, leaning up on his elbows to look down at Draco.

“More than okay,” Draco replied, smiling up at his Gryffindor, pulling Harry down to hug him close.

Harry carefully pulled out of Draco, then used a cleansing spell to clean them up. “Draco Malfoy . . . an after sex cuddler,” Harry smirked, lying at Draco’s side. “Who would have thought?”

“Just with you,” Draco whispered, snuggling into Harry’s side.

Harry tightened his hold around Draco in response, conjuring a blanket to cover them. He kissed the top of Draco’s head, closing his eyes, the taste of Draco still on his lips.


~*~


“I’m sure he’s okay Kinsey,” Severus said, as they neared the door.

“But he’s never been this late for a training session,” Kinsey replied. “He’s probably snogging with Draco,” she added, smirking at Lucius.

“I didn’t need to hear that,” Lucius grimaced, stopping beside Severus and Kinsey at Harry’s portrait.

Kinsey whispered the password then led them into Harry’s room. “Oh, my,” she grinned, stopping as she saw Harry and Draco sleeping.

“It looks like a bit more than a snog,” Severus said, seeing that they were naked under the thin sheet.

Just then the two of them shifted on the divan. Draco rolled onto his back, with Harry turning to snuggle him. Lucius’s gaze went to the side of Draco’s neck. “How dare he!” he snarled, reaching out to pull Harry off his son, only to be suddenly petrified to the spot.

“Don’t even think about it Lucius,” Harry warned, opening his eyes.

“You had no right,” Lucius said through gritted teeth.

“I didn’t force him,” Harry said, waving his hand to cancel the spell.

“It was my idea, Father,” Draco said, opening his eyes.

“And a great idea, at that,” Harry grinned, leaning down to kiss the corner of his lover’s mouth.

“Stop that!” Lucius screeched. “You’re using your vampiric allure to use him.”

“No, I’m not,” Harry replied, shaking his head, pulling the sheet over their upper bodies. “Is it so hard to believe that he may like me for me?”

“Father, it was my choice . . . my decision to take our relationship a step further,” Draco said, then saw his father about to protest. “Yes, I let him drink from me, and I will let him again,” he added, sitting up carefully so as to not uncover their lower bodies. “I trust him, Father.”

“I would never do anything to hurt him, Lucius,” Harry said, rubbing Draco’s back.

“It’s just a little love bite, Father,” Draco said, giving him a small smile.

Harry sat back behind Draco, his legs on either side of Draco. He put his arms around his waist to pull him closer against his body. “Was there a reason, besides interrogating us, that you all came barging into my rooms?” he asked, placing small kisses across the back of Draco’s shoulders.

“You didn’t show up for your scheduled training,” Kinsey replied, very happy for her child.

“Can you give us a few minutes?” Harry asked. “We’ll meet you in fifteen or so minutes.”

“Make it ten Potter,” Severus said, turning to leave the room.

“Yes, Grandfather,” Harry cheekily said.

“Remind me to punish you Kinse,” Severus said looking at his daughter, his lip curling up at the corner. “Come on Lucius, let them dress. They now have eight minutes,” he added, looking at the wall clock.

After the three elder wizards and witch left, Harry hugged Draco close, kissing the side of his neck. “Thank you.”

“For what?” Draco asked, laying his head back on Harry’s shoulder.

“For trusting me,” Harry softly replied.

tbc