A Heart So Ravenous (Sequel to A Love So Belated)
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
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44
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36,860
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326
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1
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 17: Blue
Chapter Number/Total: 17/44
Chapter Title: Blue
Words: 3135 Words
Harry didn't mind their extended closeness. He never did. Rather, he quite loved their closeness. And now that his brain wasn't clouded with lust, he was very curious. "Isn't it weird?" he asked, raising his head up. "No cock?"
"Yes," Draco admitted, smirking. "I had trouble finding ... it … when I needed to come."
Harry smirked too. "Does everything feel weird?" he asked. "Worse? Better? The same?"
Draco smiled again, arching an eyebrow. "Haven't done everything ... yet," he said.
Harry grinned down at him. "Hmm," was his reply. "Sounds promising."
Draco reached to stroke Harry's hair from his face and then held his hand up in front of his own face for a moment. "My hands are smaller," he said.
"So is everything else," said Harry, looking down their bodies.
"I didn't know it would do that," Draco admitted, laughing softly.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Make me smaller. It's designed to turn me into what I would be like if I were female," the blond explained.
Harry grinned again. "Can you handle being shorter than me?"
"You like being taller?" Draco asked, his eyes shining with amusement.
Harry snorted happily. "Well, it's different," he said, bending to kiss Draco's neck. "You're not that much taller anyway."
Draco arched his neck and sighed at the kiss. "No, not much. And I'm not much shorter now. Wonder what it would be like to have you take this potion sometime."
Harry raised his head up and an eyebrow with it. "I don't think I'd be very attractive," he said.
"Why not?" Draco asked, curious.
"I don't know," Harry said. "Because. I can't see myself as a girl. Why? Do you think I'd look good?" He smiled amusedly.
"I think I would adore you no matter what," Draco said, softly stroking his lover's face again.
Harry let out a laugh. "Even if I were a complete troll? Well, at least that makes me feel better."
Draco smirked. "I think you would be cute," he admitted.
Harry wrinkled his nose, but smiled. "How utterly strange to think of it," he said. "You make a pretty hot girl yourself. Of course, you're an incredibly gorgeous man." He waggled his eyebrows and pressed his lips to Draco's.
Draco returned the kiss passionately, finding that he was still very turned on.
Harry's eyelids fluttered a bit at the unexpected heat of the kiss. He pushed a hand into Draco's hair and found that it felt even silkier than usual, which was saying something. He trailed his other hand down Draco's thin arm and then down his side, wanting to feel every soft, smooth inch of him.
"Mmm," Draco hummed into his lover's mouth, one hand clutching Harry's hair again and the other sliding over his back.
Harry took his mouth from Draco's and began trailing it down his body, kissing his throat, his collarbone. He paused to take ample time at his breasts, licking and sucking as his cock began to take interest.
Draco would have laughed at how much attention Harry was paying to his ... breasts ... except that it felt fantastic. "Mmm, yes," he gasped.
Harry grinned, moving lower and laying gentle, wet kisses along Draco's stomach. His tongue traced his lover's belly button, where there was no hair to tickle his nose.
Draco found himself tighten in anticipation, and his hand in Harry's hair gently pushed to encourage what he thought Harry was going to do next.
Harry had never gone down on a girl before, so he hoped he was about to do it right. He paused when he reached Draco's crotch and felt his cock twitch at the sight. "Should I do a Cleaning Charm?" he muttered, knowing his own come was still inside there.
"Not unless you want to," Draco gasped. "More, please."
Harry shrugged, already feeling impatient, and the needy tone in Draco's voice made him feel even more so. He brought his fingers down and slid them inside the wetness, spreading Draco apart and feeling his own cock twitch again.
Draco moaned. There was something amazingly vulnerable about having those lips spread, and it made the passage below clench anxiously.
Harry released a heavy breath, stretching his tongue out as he moved forward. What he discovered was slightly odd. The taste was different, the smell was different, but there was still something Draco about it, something familiar.
"Yes, your tongue. Touch that spot," Draco urged.
Harry nodded, moving to do so. He touched the bundle of nerves, giving it a few slow licks with the tip of his tongue before he flicked over it, testing what felt better.
Draco felt the shock of that and moaned louder, arching into his lover's mouth. "Fuck, yes!" he yelled.
Harry's eyes widened and he hurriedly flicked his tongue and licked again, spreading further with his fingers.
"Yes, oh, yessss!" Draco cried out, fingers pulling Harry's hair and body shaking with the tremors he felt.
Harry pressed closer, closing his mouth over Draco to suck as he licked. He slid the fingers of his free hand down, rubbing where his mouth wasn't occupied.
"Yes, fuck yes," Draco yelled, feeling nearly overwhelmed by the new sensations. "Use your fingers too, inside!"
Harry slid two inside then, moaning against the flesh in his mouth. God, it was so fucking hot, hearing Draco like this, feeling him squirm.
"Your tongue, Gods, yes!" Draco shuddered, arching himself against his lover's mouth and fingers.
"Fuck, baby," Harry groaned, pressing his face further into Draco, feeling an almost dire need to make him come. He moved his tongue quickly over the throbbing bud, breathing hard through his nose.
Draco's whole body tensed with it, shaking, and then he was falling over the edge. He cried out has he bucked against Harry's face, hand holding the man in place as he did.
Harry continued to lick and suck and thrust his fingers, his eyes still wide at how intense Draco's orgasm seemed to be.
Draco pulled on Harry's hair. "Stop, fuck me now!" he insisted.
Harry's eyes widened even further. "O-okay," he said, stunned as he scrambled up to position himself again.
"No, wait," Draco said, drawing his legs up and rolling over so that he was on his hands and knees.
Harry let out a shaky breath and a quiet groan, moving up behind Draco with cock in hand. Now this was weird – seeing two openings instead of one, especially since he could clearly see the one he usually went for. He moved to the new one this time, sliding inside again as his eyes closed in pleasure.
Draco moaned low and dropped to his elbows to push that angle, rocking back onto his lover's cock. "Yes, yes, baby, fuck me hard!" he cried out.
Harry could hardly believe how turned on Draco was, and it was serving to work him into a frenzy as well. He grasped those strangely curved hips, using them to bring Draco back against him as he thrust hard forward.
The sensation of his breasts swaying with each thrust was both erotic and oddly distracting again. Draco focused on the pleasure he was feeling and rocked with his lover's thrusts. It still felt weird to have his arse not filled and then he realised that it didn't have to be a problem. "Use your fingers inside me too," he gasped.
Harry was confused for a moment. How the hell was he supposed to fit fingers inside a narrow space filled with his cock? But then he realised what Draco meant and smirked. He brought one hand up to his own mouth, slicking his fingers before sliding his longest inside Draco's arse.
Draco's moan was loud and happy as he clenched around both finger and cock now.
"Fuck, so hot," Harry groaned, trying to coordinate the movements of his thrusts and his finger. He slipped another inside Draco, crooking them around to find .... Right. There wouldn't be anything there.
"Oh, yes, fuck, fill me," Draco responded, spreading his legs wider.
Harry groaned loudly. "Fuck yes," he panted, thrusting harder. He was able to make it last a bit longer, having already come, but eventually he felt his own release approaching. "Gonna come!" he shouted. "Baby, gonna come inside you!"
"Yes, fill me," Draco responded again. He always loved it when Harry came inside him, but it was particularly important to him right then.
Harry's one hand on Draco's hip tightened and he threw his head back, spilling his seed, his body trembling. "Fuck!" he cried. "Merlin, fuck yes!"
Draco didn't know if he actually came again, but his body did shudder in pleasure when Harry did. He squeezed his muscles, new and familiar, around his lover's cock and fingers.
Harry let out an exhausted sigh, slipping out of Draco and then rolling onto his back. "Damn," he breathed, panting still.
Draco chuckled and lay down beside him, head on Harry's shoulder and one hand on his chest, fingers playing with the dusting of hair there. "You make me glad I was born," he teased.
Harry hummed amusedly, feeling breasts pressed against him, and shook his head at the strangeness.
"Best birthday ever," Draco said, feeling happy and excited. His stomach fluttered a bit when he thought about what he really wanted for his birthday. He leaned up and kissed Harry quickly. "I'm going to the loo," he said, and rolled out of bed.
Harry nodded, watching him with a goofy grin on his face.
Draco returned the smile, slipped on his dressing gown, and picked up his wand. "Be right back," he promised.
"Hurry," Harry said, grinning as he pushed up on his elbows to move and sit back against the pillows.
***
Draco smiled and made his way down the hall to the bathroom. First, he did have to use the toilet and, well, that was a new experience right there. Then he stood and really did look at himself in the mirror, eyes wide at the image. He wondered if it was how a sister would look if he'd had one. Finally, trembling as he held his wand, he opened the dressing gown and cast a simple diagnostic spell on himself, aiming for his belly. It glowed white at first and then began to shift until it was bright blue.
Blue.
His heart sped up and he shivered. He ended the spell and ran his hand over the soft flesh of his abdomen. "Best birthday ever," he repeated to himself.
He returned to the bedroom with a smile larger than the one he had left with.
Harry looked over, hands behind his head. He smiled at Draco's smile, raising his eyebrows. "Weird?" he asked. "Did you sit to piss?" Then he laughed, feeling giddy after all that.
Draco rolled his eyes and nodded, climbing back into bed and sitting cross-legged beside Harry. "I got a look at myself too," he said.
"Yeah?" Harry said. "You look like your mum." Then he flushed at having admitted it.
Draco couldn't help but laugh and make a face at that. "I guess," he said. His eyes took in the stretched, sated, and happy form of his lover.
Harry snorted. "You look like you too, though," he said. He reached out and tweaked Draco's nose a bit, which was smaller, but still pointy.
"I don't know how long this potion will last," Draco said. "I'll probably wake up with my usual body."
Harry nodded and looked over at the clock on the bedside table. "Well, it's not like Polyjuice," he said. "It's already been over an hour."
"My guess is that it will last about six hours," Draco said. "It uses some of the same components as Polyjuice, only it's my blood that is the human component."
Harry nodded again. "I don't think he's coming out for a bit," he said amusedly, looking down at his spent cock. He felt completely sated. He knew he might like another go later, but was very content for the moment.
Draco smiled and cast a Cleaning Charm on Harry. "Under the covers then and let's sleep," he said.
"Mmm," Harry hummed, moving up and then under the blankets.
Draco curled up beside him. He lay awake for a while after Harry had fallen asleep. He ran his hands over his body, cupping the breasts and touching himself. It was different and fun, but he figured it just wasn't him. He couldn’t see himself as a woman permanently. He fell asleep with a hand on Harry's side and the other pressed to his own belly.
Chapter Title: Blue
Words: 3135 Words
Harry didn't mind their extended closeness. He never did. Rather, he quite loved their closeness. And now that his brain wasn't clouded with lust, he was very curious. "Isn't it weird?" he asked, raising his head up. "No cock?"
"Yes," Draco admitted, smirking. "I had trouble finding ... it … when I needed to come."
Harry smirked too. "Does everything feel weird?" he asked. "Worse? Better? The same?"
Draco smiled again, arching an eyebrow. "Haven't done everything ... yet," he said.
Harry grinned down at him. "Hmm," was his reply. "Sounds promising."
Draco reached to stroke Harry's hair from his face and then held his hand up in front of his own face for a moment. "My hands are smaller," he said.
"So is everything else," said Harry, looking down their bodies.
"I didn't know it would do that," Draco admitted, laughing softly.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Make me smaller. It's designed to turn me into what I would be like if I were female," the blond explained.
Harry grinned again. "Can you handle being shorter than me?"
"You like being taller?" Draco asked, his eyes shining with amusement.
Harry snorted happily. "Well, it's different," he said, bending to kiss Draco's neck. "You're not that much taller anyway."
Draco arched his neck and sighed at the kiss. "No, not much. And I'm not much shorter now. Wonder what it would be like to have you take this potion sometime."
Harry raised his head up and an eyebrow with it. "I don't think I'd be very attractive," he said.
"Why not?" Draco asked, curious.
"I don't know," Harry said. "Because. I can't see myself as a girl. Why? Do you think I'd look good?" He smiled amusedly.
"I think I would adore you no matter what," Draco said, softly stroking his lover's face again.
Harry let out a laugh. "Even if I were a complete troll? Well, at least that makes me feel better."
Draco smirked. "I think you would be cute," he admitted.
Harry wrinkled his nose, but smiled. "How utterly strange to think of it," he said. "You make a pretty hot girl yourself. Of course, you're an incredibly gorgeous man." He waggled his eyebrows and pressed his lips to Draco's.
Draco returned the kiss passionately, finding that he was still very turned on.
Harry's eyelids fluttered a bit at the unexpected heat of the kiss. He pushed a hand into Draco's hair and found that it felt even silkier than usual, which was saying something. He trailed his other hand down Draco's thin arm and then down his side, wanting to feel every soft, smooth inch of him.
"Mmm," Draco hummed into his lover's mouth, one hand clutching Harry's hair again and the other sliding over his back.
Harry took his mouth from Draco's and began trailing it down his body, kissing his throat, his collarbone. He paused to take ample time at his breasts, licking and sucking as his cock began to take interest.
Draco would have laughed at how much attention Harry was paying to his ... breasts ... except that it felt fantastic. "Mmm, yes," he gasped.
Harry grinned, moving lower and laying gentle, wet kisses along Draco's stomach. His tongue traced his lover's belly button, where there was no hair to tickle his nose.
Draco found himself tighten in anticipation, and his hand in Harry's hair gently pushed to encourage what he thought Harry was going to do next.
Harry had never gone down on a girl before, so he hoped he was about to do it right. He paused when he reached Draco's crotch and felt his cock twitch at the sight. "Should I do a Cleaning Charm?" he muttered, knowing his own come was still inside there.
"Not unless you want to," Draco gasped. "More, please."
Harry shrugged, already feeling impatient, and the needy tone in Draco's voice made him feel even more so. He brought his fingers down and slid them inside the wetness, spreading Draco apart and feeling his own cock twitch again.
Draco moaned. There was something amazingly vulnerable about having those lips spread, and it made the passage below clench anxiously.
Harry released a heavy breath, stretching his tongue out as he moved forward. What he discovered was slightly odd. The taste was different, the smell was different, but there was still something Draco about it, something familiar.
"Yes, your tongue. Touch that spot," Draco urged.
Harry nodded, moving to do so. He touched the bundle of nerves, giving it a few slow licks with the tip of his tongue before he flicked over it, testing what felt better.
Draco felt the shock of that and moaned louder, arching into his lover's mouth. "Fuck, yes!" he yelled.
Harry's eyes widened and he hurriedly flicked his tongue and licked again, spreading further with his fingers.
"Yes, oh, yessss!" Draco cried out, fingers pulling Harry's hair and body shaking with the tremors he felt.
Harry pressed closer, closing his mouth over Draco to suck as he licked. He slid the fingers of his free hand down, rubbing where his mouth wasn't occupied.
"Yes, fuck yes," Draco yelled, feeling nearly overwhelmed by the new sensations. "Use your fingers too, inside!"
Harry slid two inside then, moaning against the flesh in his mouth. God, it was so fucking hot, hearing Draco like this, feeling him squirm.
"Your tongue, Gods, yes!" Draco shuddered, arching himself against his lover's mouth and fingers.
"Fuck, baby," Harry groaned, pressing his face further into Draco, feeling an almost dire need to make him come. He moved his tongue quickly over the throbbing bud, breathing hard through his nose.
Draco's whole body tensed with it, shaking, and then he was falling over the edge. He cried out has he bucked against Harry's face, hand holding the man in place as he did.
Harry continued to lick and suck and thrust his fingers, his eyes still wide at how intense Draco's orgasm seemed to be.
Draco pulled on Harry's hair. "Stop, fuck me now!" he insisted.
Harry's eyes widened even further. "O-okay," he said, stunned as he scrambled up to position himself again.
"No, wait," Draco said, drawing his legs up and rolling over so that he was on his hands and knees.
Harry let out a shaky breath and a quiet groan, moving up behind Draco with cock in hand. Now this was weird – seeing two openings instead of one, especially since he could clearly see the one he usually went for. He moved to the new one this time, sliding inside again as his eyes closed in pleasure.
Draco moaned low and dropped to his elbows to push that angle, rocking back onto his lover's cock. "Yes, yes, baby, fuck me hard!" he cried out.
Harry could hardly believe how turned on Draco was, and it was serving to work him into a frenzy as well. He grasped those strangely curved hips, using them to bring Draco back against him as he thrust hard forward.
The sensation of his breasts swaying with each thrust was both erotic and oddly distracting again. Draco focused on the pleasure he was feeling and rocked with his lover's thrusts. It still felt weird to have his arse not filled and then he realised that it didn't have to be a problem. "Use your fingers inside me too," he gasped.
Harry was confused for a moment. How the hell was he supposed to fit fingers inside a narrow space filled with his cock? But then he realised what Draco meant and smirked. He brought one hand up to his own mouth, slicking his fingers before sliding his longest inside Draco's arse.
Draco's moan was loud and happy as he clenched around both finger and cock now.
"Fuck, so hot," Harry groaned, trying to coordinate the movements of his thrusts and his finger. He slipped another inside Draco, crooking them around to find .... Right. There wouldn't be anything there.
"Oh, yes, fuck, fill me," Draco responded, spreading his legs wider.
Harry groaned loudly. "Fuck yes," he panted, thrusting harder. He was able to make it last a bit longer, having already come, but eventually he felt his own release approaching. "Gonna come!" he shouted. "Baby, gonna come inside you!"
"Yes, fill me," Draco responded again. He always loved it when Harry came inside him, but it was particularly important to him right then.
Harry's one hand on Draco's hip tightened and he threw his head back, spilling his seed, his body trembling. "Fuck!" he cried. "Merlin, fuck yes!"
Draco didn't know if he actually came again, but his body did shudder in pleasure when Harry did. He squeezed his muscles, new and familiar, around his lover's cock and fingers.
Harry let out an exhausted sigh, slipping out of Draco and then rolling onto his back. "Damn," he breathed, panting still.
Draco chuckled and lay down beside him, head on Harry's shoulder and one hand on his chest, fingers playing with the dusting of hair there. "You make me glad I was born," he teased.
Harry hummed amusedly, feeling breasts pressed against him, and shook his head at the strangeness.
"Best birthday ever," Draco said, feeling happy and excited. His stomach fluttered a bit when he thought about what he really wanted for his birthday. He leaned up and kissed Harry quickly. "I'm going to the loo," he said, and rolled out of bed.
Harry nodded, watching him with a goofy grin on his face.
Draco returned the smile, slipped on his dressing gown, and picked up his wand. "Be right back," he promised.
"Hurry," Harry said, grinning as he pushed up on his elbows to move and sit back against the pillows.
***
Draco smiled and made his way down the hall to the bathroom. First, he did have to use the toilet and, well, that was a new experience right there. Then he stood and really did look at himself in the mirror, eyes wide at the image. He wondered if it was how a sister would look if he'd had one. Finally, trembling as he held his wand, he opened the dressing gown and cast a simple diagnostic spell on himself, aiming for his belly. It glowed white at first and then began to shift until it was bright blue.
Blue.
His heart sped up and he shivered. He ended the spell and ran his hand over the soft flesh of his abdomen. "Best birthday ever," he repeated to himself.
He returned to the bedroom with a smile larger than the one he had left with.
Harry looked over, hands behind his head. He smiled at Draco's smile, raising his eyebrows. "Weird?" he asked. "Did you sit to piss?" Then he laughed, feeling giddy after all that.
Draco rolled his eyes and nodded, climbing back into bed and sitting cross-legged beside Harry. "I got a look at myself too," he said.
"Yeah?" Harry said. "You look like your mum." Then he flushed at having admitted it.
Draco couldn't help but laugh and make a face at that. "I guess," he said. His eyes took in the stretched, sated, and happy form of his lover.
Harry snorted. "You look like you too, though," he said. He reached out and tweaked Draco's nose a bit, which was smaller, but still pointy.
"I don't know how long this potion will last," Draco said. "I'll probably wake up with my usual body."
Harry nodded and looked over at the clock on the bedside table. "Well, it's not like Polyjuice," he said. "It's already been over an hour."
"My guess is that it will last about six hours," Draco said. "It uses some of the same components as Polyjuice, only it's my blood that is the human component."
Harry nodded again. "I don't think he's coming out for a bit," he said amusedly, looking down at his spent cock. He felt completely sated. He knew he might like another go later, but was very content for the moment.
Draco smiled and cast a Cleaning Charm on Harry. "Under the covers then and let's sleep," he said.
"Mmm," Harry hummed, moving up and then under the blankets.
Draco curled up beside him. He lay awake for a while after Harry had fallen asleep. He ran his hands over his body, cupping the breasts and touching himself. It was different and fun, but he figured it just wasn't him. He couldn’t see himself as a woman permanently. He fell asleep with a hand on Harry's side and the other pressed to his own belly.