Just an A?
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
Views:
8,269
Reviews:
15
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Sex Scene H/D
Just an A? Ch 12
H/D sex scene.
Harry had stayed after the match in the Griffendor's locker room by himself to think... or at least, to try. Why did Draco do that for me? He kissed me...but that's just physical...today was...sweet. Does he actually like me? Luckily for his sanity, or maybe not, Draco snuck in at that moment.
"Potter?" Draco looked around to make sure that no one else was in the locker room. Then, in a voice Harry had only recently learned he had, Draco asked, "Harry, they don't suspect that I faked, do they?"
"No." Harry said slowly. "Draco, why did you-?"
Draco snorted as he slowly came towards Harry, as though unsure of his welcome. "I thought that would've been obvious, Harry." When Harry didn't back away from him, Draco stood there, hands clasped and head bowed. "I've...got a...crush on you." Harry stood there, stunned. "You hate me now don't you?"
"No, I- Well, that is I- You can't just- Maybe, I-" Harry was so indecisive that he ended up standing there blushing and moving his hands about rapidly.
"Oh... I... see..." Then, oh and then, Harry saw something that would mock him for the rest of his life. Draco, blonde head still bowed, looked up at Harry with misty eyes through pale eyelashes dotted with tears. He gave the saddest smile Harry had ever seen, the curving of his cheeks as he smiled made the tears he was holding back begin to fall. "You... forgive me for... earlier?"
"D- Draco, I didn't mean-" Harry didn't want Draco to CRY.
"You not knowing was answer enough." Draco sounded so hurt...but excepting...it was almost like he actually...liked Harry...
Draco started to turn away; something in Harry shouted ‘Go, after him, you sodding idiot!!’ and Harry, being the good hero of fantasy he is, he obeyed…maybe a little too well…
Yelling, “Draco, wait I-“ he run smack dab into Draco and Harry yipped as Draco did some fancy move so that he (Draco) landed on bottom. They thudded to the floor to land in an undignified heap.
Draco looked mildly amused when he drolly asked, “Yes, Harry?”
They froze, just looking at each other for a moment before they burst out laughing, clinging to each other unknowingly…at least until they stopped giggling maniacally and paid attention. “S-so sorry Draco, didn’t mean to knock us down.”
“That’s s’kay.” Smiling in a way that made Harry’s heart skip a beat, Draco leaned their foreheads against each other. “You feel nice.” Blue eyes popped wide as he realized what he’d said.
“S’kay. You do too.” Harry blushed and smiled uncertainly.
“Does…does this mean we’re okay?”
“Uh-huh.” Harry nodded, making their foreheads rub. “You know…I didn’t mind so much when you kissed me…I just wasn’t sure why you had…”
“So…would it be okay if I did now?” Draco looked so uncertain that in another month or so he’d probably laugh thinking about it.
“Um-hm.” Harry blushed red. And then they were kissing. It started out slow but (what can I say, they’re young) it grew in intensity quickly. Harry began to pant for breath as they used teeth, tongue, and lips. “Drac-“ Draco barely let him up for air at all and they were both getting so hard… Harry whimpered as their arousals rubbed through their Quiditch robes. “Mmm.”
Draco panted, frantic, and pushed Harry up off him to kneel on hands and knees. Ignoring Harry annoyed look Draco wiggled down so that he was faced with Harry’s other…head. He moved everything aside and took Harry into his mouth.
Harry couldn’t believe it, Draco was giving him a blow job…”Shite, yes.” His hips moved of their own accord to make him thrust. Harry had never gotten a blow job before, and Draco seemed to have an idea of what he was doing, it felt heavenly and- Harry cried out and came. It was so abrupt he barely made any noise at all. “S-s-Sorry.”
Draco murmured and positioned them laying down next to each other. “Do-do you want me to-“ Harry gestured lower.
Draco laughed. “No need Harry, I came when you did.”
Harry blushed redder than his robes, but they settled into a cuddling position. “I think I might be getting a crush on you too, Draco.” Harry admitted into Draco’s neck.
And that was the best damn news Draco had ever gotten.
H/D sex scene.
Harry had stayed after the match in the Griffendor's locker room by himself to think... or at least, to try. Why did Draco do that for me? He kissed me...but that's just physical...today was...sweet. Does he actually like me? Luckily for his sanity, or maybe not, Draco snuck in at that moment.
"Potter?" Draco looked around to make sure that no one else was in the locker room. Then, in a voice Harry had only recently learned he had, Draco asked, "Harry, they don't suspect that I faked, do they?"
"No." Harry said slowly. "Draco, why did you-?"
Draco snorted as he slowly came towards Harry, as though unsure of his welcome. "I thought that would've been obvious, Harry." When Harry didn't back away from him, Draco stood there, hands clasped and head bowed. "I've...got a...crush on you." Harry stood there, stunned. "You hate me now don't you?"
"No, I- Well, that is I- You can't just- Maybe, I-" Harry was so indecisive that he ended up standing there blushing and moving his hands about rapidly.
"Oh... I... see..." Then, oh and then, Harry saw something that would mock him for the rest of his life. Draco, blonde head still bowed, looked up at Harry with misty eyes through pale eyelashes dotted with tears. He gave the saddest smile Harry had ever seen, the curving of his cheeks as he smiled made the tears he was holding back begin to fall. "You... forgive me for... earlier?"
"D- Draco, I didn't mean-" Harry didn't want Draco to CRY.
"You not knowing was answer enough." Draco sounded so hurt...but excepting...it was almost like he actually...liked Harry...
Draco started to turn away; something in Harry shouted ‘Go, after him, you sodding idiot!!’ and Harry, being the good hero of fantasy he is, he obeyed…maybe a little too well…
Yelling, “Draco, wait I-“ he run smack dab into Draco and Harry yipped as Draco did some fancy move so that he (Draco) landed on bottom. They thudded to the floor to land in an undignified heap.
Draco looked mildly amused when he drolly asked, “Yes, Harry?”
They froze, just looking at each other for a moment before they burst out laughing, clinging to each other unknowingly…at least until they stopped giggling maniacally and paid attention. “S-so sorry Draco, didn’t mean to knock us down.”
“That’s s’kay.” Smiling in a way that made Harry’s heart skip a beat, Draco leaned their foreheads against each other. “You feel nice.” Blue eyes popped wide as he realized what he’d said.
“S’kay. You do too.” Harry blushed and smiled uncertainly.
“Does…does this mean we’re okay?”
“Uh-huh.” Harry nodded, making their foreheads rub. “You know…I didn’t mind so much when you kissed me…I just wasn’t sure why you had…”
“So…would it be okay if I did now?” Draco looked so uncertain that in another month or so he’d probably laugh thinking about it.
“Um-hm.” Harry blushed red. And then they were kissing. It started out slow but (what can I say, they’re young) it grew in intensity quickly. Harry began to pant for breath as they used teeth, tongue, and lips. “Drac-“ Draco barely let him up for air at all and they were both getting so hard… Harry whimpered as their arousals rubbed through their Quiditch robes. “Mmm.”
Draco panted, frantic, and pushed Harry up off him to kneel on hands and knees. Ignoring Harry annoyed look Draco wiggled down so that he was faced with Harry’s other…head. He moved everything aside and took Harry into his mouth.
Harry couldn’t believe it, Draco was giving him a blow job…”Shite, yes.” His hips moved of their own accord to make him thrust. Harry had never gotten a blow job before, and Draco seemed to have an idea of what he was doing, it felt heavenly and- Harry cried out and came. It was so abrupt he barely made any noise at all. “S-s-Sorry.”
Draco murmured and positioned them laying down next to each other. “Do-do you want me to-“ Harry gestured lower.
Draco laughed. “No need Harry, I came when you did.”
Harry blushed redder than his robes, but they settled into a cuddling position. “I think I might be getting a crush on you too, Draco.” Harry admitted into Draco’s neck.
And that was the best damn news Draco had ever gotten.