Bleed Me An Ocean

Falling onto the bed, Harry turned just in time so that Draco landed on top of him. Sliding himself up Harry's body Draco kissed him once more as he felt Harry's fingers undoing his jeans and shoving them down his hips. Standing quickly, Draco yanked off his pants, kicking his shoes off as he went, glad he'd worn sneakers instead of boots.

"Magnificent," Harry breathed, his voice choked with lust, "Come here to me. Now."

"Yes," was the only reply Draco could muster as he climbed back onto the bed to rest beside Harry.

Tangling his fingers in the smooth blonde hair, Harry pulled Draco's head back and greedily kissed his way down the ivory column of Draco's throat. Dragging his lips through the now drying blood, he licked his way down to Draco's belly button, leaving a clean path of skin in his wake. Draco gasped and writhed beneath Harry as he lifted his head to glare at him with naked desire. Taken in by the sight of Harry's blood-streaked chin and lips he could only collapse back into the mattress and close his eyes tightly.

A soft chuckle from Harry at his reaction made his lips quirk into a small grin that soon turned into an O of pleasure as Harry's mouth closed around his cock without preamble. There had been no teasing licks, just the sudden warmth of his mouth engulfing him. Dark head bobbing with wild abandon, Harry sucked Draco deeply and with such force that it wasn't long before his hips were jerking in a primal response, trying to bury his cock inside of Harry forever. He was so close to coming that he had started to thrash around the bed with no thought in his head, just the burning rush of pleasure that was building in his abdomen.

Crying out, not in release, but in frustration, when Harry let him go he trailed off into a pleading whine. He wanted to come so badly, he needed to come.

"Not yet," Harry whispered silkily, his fingers digging into Draco's hips and holding him down with gentle, but firm strength, "Soon though."

Dipping his head back down he nipped Draco's soft inner thigh hard enough to bruise and the other boy cried out again in mingled pleasure and pain. This was everything he had ever imagined and so much more. It was real. Harry was there with him, touching him, teasing him, making him fall even more in love with him than he already was.

Warm lips gently trailing down his inner thighs brought him back from his reveries and he sighed as Harry's slippery tongue laved his balls, sucking each one into his mouth gently before moving to the other one. Moaning softly Draco arched his hips and made a small purring sound in the back of his throat. "You like that do you?," Harry questioned, the vibrations of his voice against Draco's testicles created a most delightful feeling.

"Mhmm," Draco managed to rasp out as the tongue once more began its tender exploration of his balls.

Sucking one finger into his mouth, coating it thoroughly with saliva, Harry moved behind Draco's balls and stroked his puckered opening. A sharp hiss of pleasure from Draco was all the encouragment Harry needed and he slowly began to push his wet digit inside Draco's tight hole. Once it was inside, he began pumping it slowly in and out Draco, stretching him as he pressed another finger into his ass.

"Yessss, Harry, yessss," Draco cried out as Harry's questing fingers found his prostate and massaged it gently.

Deciding he had teased him long enough, Harry angled his hand around so that he could use the thumb on the same hand to press firmly, yet gently on Draco's perineum. Looking up at Draco's face flushed with pleasure, his lips parted slightly and glistening wetly made Harry's own cock throb with an ache for release, but he wanted to make the beautiful boy that was impaled on his busy fingers come first. He had to see that angular and chiseled face contort in ecstasy before he could allow himself the same pleasure. With that thought burning in his mind, he started moving his fingers and his thumb faster, keeping time with Draco's madly bucking hips. Placing his free hand on the pale stomach to hold him down, Harry bent and swiped his tongue over the leaking, purplish head of Draco's engorged cock.

The breathless cries coming from the blonde spurred him on and he once again swallowed all of the thick length. Fingers working in tandem with his mouth, Harry moved quickly, urging Draco's body over the edge it teetered so precariously on. Barely a minute had passed when he came into Harry's working mouth with a scream of pure ecstasy, his body convulsing beneath Harry as he held him down. He did not stop sucking and fingering the slender blonde until he had milked every last drop of come from him.

Finally pulling away, he glanced at the still quivering, panting boy and grinned wolfishly. The comingling flavors of blood and semen were thick on his tongue still and he loved it. He had a little bit of everything that was Draco inside of him now, just like, he suddenly knew, it was supposed to be. He was meant to be his. Always.

Sliding back up the smooth sheets, he brushed an errant strand of hair from the blonde's now relaxed face. His pale eyes fluttered open and he looked at Harry with such unveiled adoration that his heart stopped for a moment.

"Harry," Draco said softly, rolling onto his side and grazing his lips across Harry's strong jaw. Without another word, he began to caress Harry's strong back, his touch so much more gentle than Harry's, but no less caring. He stroked lower to squeeze Harry's firm buttocks and with a strength Harry wouldn't have guessed he possessed, yanked the brunette against him and roughly kissed him. His hungry tongue delved past Harry's unprotesting lips to tangle with his tongue in an animalistic kiss. There was nothing delicate about it, it was violent and unrestrained as they each struggled for dominance, Harry finally winning.

Pulling away, panting, Harry stared at Draco through the dark hair that fell over his eyes and asked, "What would you like to do with me, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Everything. Anything you want," was Draco's coy reply.

"Then suck me, please," Harry stated, sprawling out on his back, one hand going out to stroke the cut on Draco's left cheek.

"With pleasure, Mr. Potter," Draco said, a devilish smirk on his face.

Starting with Harry's earlobe, Draco gently nibbled, licked and sucked his way down Harry's body. He took in the blood smeared torso and stomach. That's my blood, Draco thought absently, And he wears it so well, he finished with a sigh just as he slid his tongue into Harry's naval. Harry was breathing heavily and Draco knew that once he started to suck him, he wouldn't last long and he wanted to prolong this moment for as long as he could. Too hesitant to do all of the things Harry'd done to him, he simply nibbled and licked first one thigh and then the other, kissing his way back up the downy hair to slowly swirl his tongue over Harry's balls.

"Draco!," Harry moaned, voice dripping with need and want.

He stopped dawdling then and licked Harry's cock from base to tip with just the tip of his tongue. He marveled in the feeling of the silken skin there and the ridge that ran the entire length of the underside. He gently tickled the V shaped area just beneath the head and Harry's whole body trembled with a rush of pleasure. Playing his lips over the fleshy head of Harry's prick, he slowly, very slowly, slid his head down until his lips were snug against the base. It was hard not to gag on the thickness, but he fought the urge down and pulled up slowly. Increasing his speed with each downstroke, Harry was soon shaking all over, his hair clinging to his face in sweaty clumps. He was going to come and Draco knew it. Sliding his mouth down Harry's cock once more, he simply stayed there, sucking with as much force as he could whilst humming in the back of his throat.

"GODS!," Harry shrieked out, thrusting his hips up as he came with more force than he ever had before.

Draco groaned as he felt Harry's hot seed splash against the back of his throat. He swallowed the fluid as quickly as he could, but some still leaked from the seal of his lips to dribble from the corners of his petal-pink mouth. Doing as Harry had done, Draco didn't release him until his orgasm had finished rolling through his muscled body. When he did let go he took the oppurtunity to dart his tongue from his mouth and lick up what he hadn't been able to swallow. Then carefully, he bent his head and softly licked the few remains from Harry's softening cock. Small moans came from the dark haired boy at Draco's ministrations on his still sensitive flesh.

Finally finished, Draco looked up to find Harry's intent green eyes watching him.

With a small smile, Harry extended his hand to his new lover, not minding the scars or the cuts that were visible. He was beautiful to Harry, damaged parts and all. And he knew this night wouldn't be some miracle cure, but he'd made the first step he thought. The proof was in the elegant, thin-fingered hand that slid into his. Holding Draco's hand tightly, Harry tugged him up to lay beside him.

Nestling his head into Harry's neck, Draco looked into Harry's smiling face.

"Hi," was all Harry said.

"Hello," was Draco's reply as his eyelids fluttered. Sheer exhaustion of every form was taking over him and he couldn't fight it any longer, but there was so much he wanted to say.

Harry listened as he heard Draco muttering something against his chest, but still didn't catch all of it, just, ". . . so much . . .," then Draco was breathing deeply and evenly, his warm breath flowing over Harry's bare skin. They had a lot of talking to do, but that could wait until morning. With that thought, Harry wrapped his arms around Draco and drifted off into sleep, truly content for the first time in years.

A/N: Well, here it is, as promised. I hope it was raunchy enough for you. And I know this may sound odd, but listening to "In Your Room" by Depeche Mode while reading this is awesome. lol (I'm an audiophile, bear with me and my random carryings on about music) Please review and let me know what you think! P.S. There will be more smut in later chapters and I only get nastier as I go. :D