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Adult ++
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Wizard Fags
Title: Wizard Fags
Sequel to The Unmarked Potion
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Author's notes: Yes, I know, I said one part, but I had a slight idea. Plus, I just wanted to write something. ^_^ In England, unless I'm mistaken, cigarettes are also called fags. So there's your doublaninaning right there. :-P
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of these characters in here; they belong to J.K. Rowling- and ONLY her!
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Harry didn't know how long he'd been asleep for, but something woke him from his peaceful slumber. He opened his eyes slowly, and then all of his senses finally tuned in to the world around him. He smelt something. It was a familiar smell too.
Harry turned his head and saw, lying on his right, was Draco Malfoy sitting up in bed, hair a bit messyill ill no shirt, and a long, white stick between his fingers. The end of the stick was glowing green when Malfoy stuck the other end of it into his mouth and inhaled. Harry coughed a bit, alerting Draco that his "˜bed buddy' was awake, and he gave Harry a small smirk.
"Ah, the lion doesn't sleep tonight."
Harry snickered, and then coughed again, "Why the hell are you smoking? I didn't know you smoked."
"I am old enough to, so why not?"
"What? You're 18?"
"No, I'm 16. These here are for the 16 year old wizards. They're called Whiz-Fags."
Harry choked, "Whiz-Fags?"
"Yes. They're not as bad as regular Wizard cigarettes. Less addicting."
"But, aren't you worried about getting black lungs, or cancer, or something?"
"Hello?" Draco knocked Harry on the head lightly, "Where've you been? Wizard cigarettes aren't harmful to wizards or witches. Only Muggles and Squibs."
"Oh. Sorry for not being very knowledgeable about such things." Harry retorted.
"That's ok. Just don't do it agaiMalfMalfoy laughed.
"So, why's it glowing green and not red?" Harry asked, and then felt stupid.
Draco gave him that look again, and then sighed, "Well, it's a wizard fag, isn't it? These Whiz-fags are green, and the Wizard cigarettes are blue. That's one of the ways they can tell if you're smoking the right kind. You know, if they see a 16 or 17 old old smoking the regular cigs, which glow blue, they can get into major trouble. Also, the ones that glow blue are t hat harsher. Ya get it now?"
Harry nodded. He bit his bottom lip as he thought about asking Malfoy something, and then decided to go ahead and ask. "What's it like?"
Draco smiled, "Ever been high before, Potter?"
Harry shook his hea
"
"It's like that," Draco said as he took another puff, and then exhaled, "Only there's no side-effect, and it feels liou'rou're floating. Prefect thing to have after sex, I think. Want to try one?"
If this were a regular Muggle cigarette, Harry would have definitely said no. But since it's for wizards, and it doesn't harm him"¦
"Sure, why not?" Draco handed him one, and then dug out a slim, dragon-shaped Zippo. Shaking slightly, Harry put the Whiz-fag between his lips, and then stuck it out for Draco to light for him. The dragon lighter's eyes glowed red and the mouth opened when Draco flicked at something at the top if its head. When the dragon Zippo's mouth opened, it blew a little flame onto the end of Harry's Whiz-fag.
The smell wasn't the greatest to Harry, but the moment he puffed on it, his nostrils flared and his taste buds danced. This was the tastiest cigarette "“ not that he had tried smoking before "“ and he couldn't help inhaling right away.
Draco smirked, sucked on his own Whiz-Fag and then blew green smoke out of his nose. "Well?"
Harry couldn't stop smiling even if he tried, "Not bad. I thought that I'd be hacking up a lung by now."
"Not with these puppies." Malfoy smiled slightly. "Maybe if you had a regular wizard fag, you might cough and sputter for a bit."
Harry couldn't help asking, "Have you tried one?"
Malfoy snickered, "Of course. They were my Father's though. And he caught me once, and after that I never took one of his again."
Harry could only imagine the look on Lucius' face when he saw his son sucking on a "˜blue' wizard cigarette. "How badly does one get punished for smoking a reg wiz wiz-fag?"
"Pretty bad." Draco said. He slipped a hand down to adjust the covers on his naked form and then snuggled back down into his pillow. That was when Harry finally realized that they were still naked "“ he was naked, and still in bed with Draco Malfoy.
"Er"¦ Malfoy?"
"No, you don't go to Azkaban for smoking a Blue Wiz-fag."
"No, I was going to say"¦ uh"¦"
"Yes?" Draco said, finishing off his Whiz-fag.
"We're still naked."
"So?"
"And it seems that that potion had worn off."
"So it has." Draco smirked. "So?"
"So, um"¦ shouldn't we be going? To our respective dorms, I mean."
"Maybe." Draco shrugged. "I'm too high right now to move."
Harry had to agree with him there. This was his fitasttaste of any kind of Wizard cigarette, and he was definitely floating. He felt as if he could fly around without his broomstick, but he knew better not to try. Harry inhaled more of his Whiz-fag and smiled.
"Definitely good." He muttered.
Draco snickered, knowing what Harry was referring to. "Want some to take back to the dorm with you?"
"If it's all right with you." Harry said with a soft sigh.
"Fine by me." Malfoy said, handing Harry four Whiz-Fags. "Don't let Weasley steal them from you." The Slytherin snickered.
"Oh hush," Harry giggled. He was feeling really good now. He didn't care if he was still lying naked next to Malfoy, and that Malfoy was naked"¦ the sex they had was actually really good. Secretly Harry was hoping to have another go at it, but he wasn't sure if Draco wanted to. He suddenly remembered something, and then got up from the still conjured up bed. "I forgot to label this."
"Huh? Oh." Draco giggled then, watching Harry's bare backside from his view. Harry was writing on a piece of sticky paper LUST POTION and then sticking it onto the bottle. He placed the bottle onto the shelf and then smiled to himself.
"Well, at least my detention is done." Harry said to himself. Draco was now giggling like a madman. Harry looked over his shoulder and gave Malfoy a raised eyebrow, "What? What's so funny?"
"You!" Draco said, snickering. He couldn't stop laughing.
"How many of those Whiz-Fags did you have?" Harry asked.
"Just one." Draco said honestly, "But"¦ I don't know why, but"¦ suddenly the thought of having just fucked the Boy Who Lived is incredibly funny!"
Harry cracked a smile, "Yeah? Well, being fucked by the Slytherin Prince is pretty funny too, since we're both not gay, huh?"
"Yeah!" Draco crowed, "It's hilarious!"
Harry couldn't hold it in anymore and he burst into laughter, foring ing all about his nudity. He turned around and faced Draco. They couldn't stop laughing.
"No"¦ side-effects"¦ my arse!" Harry laughed.
"It's"¦ because we're"¦ still high!" Draco tried explaining between gales of laughter, trying to breath.
"I still have half a fag!" Harry snickered as he looked at the cigarette in his hand.
"No, you're all fag!" Malfoy said, and then almost burst a gut. Harry couldn't help it, and he started to laugh harder.
"Look who's talking!" Harry squealed. "Who did WHO up the ass??"
"You liked it, and you know it!" Draco guffawed.
"It was because of the lust potion, you git!"
"You still enjoyed it!" Malfoy chortled. "You'd let me fuck you again in a heartbeat!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Says who?"
"Says your dick which it sticking straight out!" Malfoy snickered.
Harry froze and then slowly looked down. Draco was right. He was hard as a rock. "It's"¦ er"¦ from the fag"¦"
Malfoy's eyes were sparkling, "I'll bet."
"I mean"¦ it's because I have to pee." Harry lied.
"Right." Malfoy grinned.
"Er"¦ maybe it is from the Whiz-fag"¦"
"Uh huh." Malfoy licked his lips, "You know"¦ for a boy, Potter, you're not bad."
Harry blushed from the way Malfoy was staring at him, and the way his tongue darted out to lick at the top part of his lips. Draco was looking very cute to him right now.
"Are there"¦ after effects from a Lust Potion?" Harry asked timidly.
"Not really. But I think there's a"¦ side-effect of a Whiz-Fag and a Lust Potion put together"¦"
"But I thought"¦ didn't we get it out of our systems?"
"Yes, but"¦" Draco felt himself almost float as he moved towards Harry. "I'm too high to care about technical crap right now."
A high Malfoy was rather nice, Harry thought. He was sure that Malfoy would have fled in terror when they woke up, but here he found Malfoy sucking on a Whiz-Fag, getting high, and being frisky all over again. When Draco suddenly became inches away from Harry's face, it became a bit too hard to breath. Then, Harry felt a hand on the wrist that held his cigarette and a hand clamping over his arousal. Harry gasped from the friction on his cock, and then watched as Malfoy brought his hand up to suck on his Whiz-Fag. After taking a puff, Malfoy directed the fag toward Harry's lips. Harry accepted by parting his lips and taking a long drag on his cigarette.
"Hold it in." Malfoy commanded. Harry did. Malfoy started to stroke Harry's cock a little faster, and Harry found himself getting closer to Malfoy's body. They were both still naked.
Harry couldn't hold it anymore, and he exhaled softly, green smoke coming out of his mouth and nose. He suddenly got a major head rush.
"Wow."
"Uh huh." Malfoy smirked, and then leaned forward to press his lips lightly against Harry's. Harry slowly parted his lips and started to lightly nibble on Draco's. They kissed softly for a bit, and then Malfoy took Harry's almost finished Whiz-Fag out of his hand and dragged him back over to the bed. He put out the cigarette, and then sat down onto the bed. He guided Harry toward him, and then Malfoy went onto his back as he continued to direct Harry over him. Harry followed eagerly as he felt Malfoy's hands on his hips move him up Malfoy's body. Harry moved higher and higher until he was almost sitting on Draco's face.
Draco's head was swimming when Harry's cock got closer to his face. He could smell him, along with the lingering smoke in the room, and it was electrifying. Mere hours ago, he would never of done something like this with Harry Potter. And when the potion wore off, he never knew that he'd be craving him again. There was something about him, something unique about the way he looked, the way he moved, and the way he screamed Draco's name. He opened his mouth and slowly licked at the underside of Harry's cock. Harry shivered and moved himself closer to Draco's mouth. Draco licked again, and Harry found he couldn't hold himself up any longer and he went down on all fours. Draco placed his hands on Harry's thighs, right below Harry's buttocks, and forced him closer. Harry obeyed.
Malfoy opened his mouth wider, and took in Harry's cock. He sucked wildly on the head of it and hummed. His head continued to swim as he nursed greedily on Harry. He sucked him as best he could, and Harry groaned every time Draco would increase the suction around his cock. Harry's body jerked and his hips started to move slowly. Draco helped guide him in and out of his m as as he fondled Harry's balls. Harry jerked again, and Draco let him go, knowing that Harry was on the verge of coming.
As Draco moved his body upward, Harry moved down more until he was eyelevel with Draco erection. Without a word, Harry wrapped his lips around the head of Draco's cock and sucked. Draco moaned and thrust his hips upward. Harry took the hint and tried to take as much of Draco as he could.
His lips were soft, his throat was warm, and Draco thought that he was going to go crazy. He was right on the brink of coming when Harry pulled away. He was glad he did, because he wanted to screw Potter into oblivion.
"All right, Potter"¦ I'm taking you. Up against the headboard, spread your legs and brace yourself."
Harry moved to the headboard, placed his hands on it, and then spread his legs wide. "Like this?" He said, lust dripping from his voice.
"Oh yeah," Malfoy grinned. He quickly lubed himself up, and then took his position behind Harry. Gently, Draco stuck in two fingers and slowly started to move them in and out. Harry was still surprisingly slick, and it didn't take long for Harry to be loose enough. After a few strokes, Draco aimed the tip of his cock and then began to push up into Harry's body. Harry urged himself to relax more as he felt Malfoy fill him. It was surprisingly easier than last time, and before they knew it, Malfoy's cock was all the way in.
"How's that feel?" Draco asked. Harry nodded and groaned as he wiggled his hips.
"Just"¦ make sure you"¦ oohhh"¦ hit that one spot a-again."
"You mean"¦ this?" Draco pulled out slightly and then thrust back in at a certain angle. Harry whimpered and nodded. Draco thrusted slowly and evenly, making sure he was getting as much whimpers and moans out of Potter as he could. Making Harry Potter moan like that, just for him, was making Draco heady.
"Deeper. Please." Harry begged.
"How's this?" Draco said, thrusting against Harry's body tighter.
"Oh, God, that's good"¦ yes, like that"¦ more"¦ Uuuuuuhhh"¦"
Their heads were still a bit foggy from the Whiz-Fags as they moved against one another feverishly. Harry was pushing back as fast as Draco was thrusting forward - the friction was incredible.
Draco looked down and watched. He watched his own cock slid in and out of Harry with hardly any resistance. He slid it out to the very tip of his cock, and then slid it back in just as slowly. He repeated that, over and over, watching himself come out and then disappear inside of Harry's body. Harry whimpered every time he did this. Then Draco moved his hands from Harry's waist to his shoulders, getting more leverage. Harry gasped out loud at the slight change, and he lifted his ass up more to let Draco know how much he was enjoying it. Draco chuckled softly to himself as he pulled his body more tightly against Harry's, getting a small squeak out of the raven-haired boy.
Harry was panting non-stop now, digging his fingernails into the headboard in a death grip. Then, suddenly, Malfoy grabbed onto Harry's legs and hoisted them up so that now Harry's body was vertical and he was gripping the headboard even harder now, his arms shaking from the weight. Harry hooked his feet around Draco's biceps as Draco held onto his thighs and pushed. Harry screamed. This was definitely a very good position.
"Like it this way?" Draco said smugly. Harry nodded and bumped his forehead lightly on the headboard.
"Oh dear lord"¦" Harry panted.
Draco took that as a sign and began to thrust a little faster. Harry moaned and shrieked louder, and then Draco grabbed onto one of Harry's legs and twisted him around so that now Harry was on his side. Harry had to let go of the headboard, and he bounced harshly on the bed. Harry looked up and snarled at his blond lover, but Draco just smirked back and continued to pound into Harry, one of his legs over his shoulder. "Good?"
Surprisingly it was, and Harry groaned loudly, squeezing his eyes shut. Draco pistoned deep and quick "“ still watching himself move in and out of Harry's body. Draco moved his fingers over Harry's stomach softly, making Harry's skin jump from the contact, and then Draco's hand traveled up higher to a nipple. Draco played with it for a bit before he leaned over to claim it in his mouth. Harry withered and squirmed from Draco's ministrations. Draco moved his hips in an even pace now as he sucked on Harry's nipple gently. It was too much. It was becoming too romantic, and Harry couldn't stop the small tear flowing off the side of his face if he could. Draco, however, took no notice of the waterworks as he continued to nibble and lick on Harry's perk nipple.
"Draco"¦" Harry finally panted, "Please"¦"
Draco fully understood, and he grasped his hand around Potter's erection and gently began to stroke.
"Harder, you bastard!" Harry groaned. Draco snickered and obeyed as he started to stroke Harry as fast as he could thrust. Harry squirmed as he whimpered and moaned loudly throughout the room. Harry felt his stomach clench, and then relief flooded him as he finally came in long, hard spurts all over Draco's fist.
After a while, Draco hugged Harry's leg tightly as he thrust faster to finish himself off. He came harder than he ever thought possible, and when he was finished, he leaned down to take Harry's lips. Harry kissed back with a satisfactory sigh, their sweaty foreheads touching, noses rubbing.
"Goddamn!" Draco said after a minute, "And we didn't even have any of that Lust Potion!"
Harry giggled softly, "Yeah, but we *are* high"¦ I mean, we were higher when we started."
"Yeah. I am starting to feel too sober right now." Draco smirked. "Care to join me in another Whiz-Fag?" Draco reached for the pack of cigarettes in his robe.
"Don't mind if I do." Harry said with a smile.
~End!~
Sequel to The Unmarked Potion
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Author's notes: Yes, I know, I said one part, but I had a slight idea. Plus, I just wanted to write something. ^_^ In England, unless I'm mistaken, cigarettes are also called fags. So there's your doublaninaning right there. :-P
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of these characters in here; they belong to J.K. Rowling- and ONLY her!
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Harry didn't know how long he'd been asleep for, but something woke him from his peaceful slumber. He opened his eyes slowly, and then all of his senses finally tuned in to the world around him. He smelt something. It was a familiar smell too.
Harry turned his head and saw, lying on his right, was Draco Malfoy sitting up in bed, hair a bit messyill ill no shirt, and a long, white stick between his fingers. The end of the stick was glowing green when Malfoy stuck the other end of it into his mouth and inhaled. Harry coughed a bit, alerting Draco that his "˜bed buddy' was awake, and he gave Harry a small smirk.
"Ah, the lion doesn't sleep tonight."
Harry snickered, and then coughed again, "Why the hell are you smoking? I didn't know you smoked."
"I am old enough to, so why not?"
"What? You're 18?"
"No, I'm 16. These here are for the 16 year old wizards. They're called Whiz-Fags."
Harry choked, "Whiz-Fags?"
"Yes. They're not as bad as regular Wizard cigarettes. Less addicting."
"But, aren't you worried about getting black lungs, or cancer, or something?"
"Hello?" Draco knocked Harry on the head lightly, "Where've you been? Wizard cigarettes aren't harmful to wizards or witches. Only Muggles and Squibs."
"Oh. Sorry for not being very knowledgeable about such things." Harry retorted.
"That's ok. Just don't do it agaiMalfMalfoy laughed.
"So, why's it glowing green and not red?" Harry asked, and then felt stupid.
Draco gave him that look again, and then sighed, "Well, it's a wizard fag, isn't it? These Whiz-fags are green, and the Wizard cigarettes are blue. That's one of the ways they can tell if you're smoking the right kind. You know, if they see a 16 or 17 old old smoking the regular cigs, which glow blue, they can get into major trouble. Also, the ones that glow blue are t hat harsher. Ya get it now?"
Harry nodded. He bit his bottom lip as he thought about asking Malfoy something, and then decided to go ahead and ask. "What's it like?"
Draco smiled, "Ever been high before, Potter?"
Harry shook his hea
"
"It's like that," Draco said as he took another puff, and then exhaled, "Only there's no side-effect, and it feels liou'rou're floating. Prefect thing to have after sex, I think. Want to try one?"
If this were a regular Muggle cigarette, Harry would have definitely said no. But since it's for wizards, and it doesn't harm him"¦
"Sure, why not?" Draco handed him one, and then dug out a slim, dragon-shaped Zippo. Shaking slightly, Harry put the Whiz-fag between his lips, and then stuck it out for Draco to light for him. The dragon lighter's eyes glowed red and the mouth opened when Draco flicked at something at the top if its head. When the dragon Zippo's mouth opened, it blew a little flame onto the end of Harry's Whiz-fag.
The smell wasn't the greatest to Harry, but the moment he puffed on it, his nostrils flared and his taste buds danced. This was the tastiest cigarette "“ not that he had tried smoking before "“ and he couldn't help inhaling right away.
Draco smirked, sucked on his own Whiz-Fag and then blew green smoke out of his nose. "Well?"
Harry couldn't stop smiling even if he tried, "Not bad. I thought that I'd be hacking up a lung by now."
"Not with these puppies." Malfoy smiled slightly. "Maybe if you had a regular wizard fag, you might cough and sputter for a bit."
Harry couldn't help asking, "Have you tried one?"
Malfoy snickered, "Of course. They were my Father's though. And he caught me once, and after that I never took one of his again."
Harry could only imagine the look on Lucius' face when he saw his son sucking on a "˜blue' wizard cigarette. "How badly does one get punished for smoking a reg wiz wiz-fag?"
"Pretty bad." Draco said. He slipped a hand down to adjust the covers on his naked form and then snuggled back down into his pillow. That was when Harry finally realized that they were still naked "“ he was naked, and still in bed with Draco Malfoy.
"Er"¦ Malfoy?"
"No, you don't go to Azkaban for smoking a Blue Wiz-fag."
"No, I was going to say"¦ uh"¦"
"Yes?" Draco said, finishing off his Whiz-fag.
"We're still naked."
"So?"
"And it seems that that potion had worn off."
"So it has." Draco smirked. "So?"
"So, um"¦ shouldn't we be going? To our respective dorms, I mean."
"Maybe." Draco shrugged. "I'm too high right now to move."
Harry had to agree with him there. This was his fitasttaste of any kind of Wizard cigarette, and he was definitely floating. He felt as if he could fly around without his broomstick, but he knew better not to try. Harry inhaled more of his Whiz-fag and smiled.
"Definitely good." He muttered.
Draco snickered, knowing what Harry was referring to. "Want some to take back to the dorm with you?"
"If it's all right with you." Harry said with a soft sigh.
"Fine by me." Malfoy said, handing Harry four Whiz-Fags. "Don't let Weasley steal them from you." The Slytherin snickered.
"Oh hush," Harry giggled. He was feeling really good now. He didn't care if he was still lying naked next to Malfoy, and that Malfoy was naked"¦ the sex they had was actually really good. Secretly Harry was hoping to have another go at it, but he wasn't sure if Draco wanted to. He suddenly remembered something, and then got up from the still conjured up bed. "I forgot to label this."
"Huh? Oh." Draco giggled then, watching Harry's bare backside from his view. Harry was writing on a piece of sticky paper LUST POTION and then sticking it onto the bottle. He placed the bottle onto the shelf and then smiled to himself.
"Well, at least my detention is done." Harry said to himself. Draco was now giggling like a madman. Harry looked over his shoulder and gave Malfoy a raised eyebrow, "What? What's so funny?"
"You!" Draco said, snickering. He couldn't stop laughing.
"How many of those Whiz-Fags did you have?" Harry asked.
"Just one." Draco said honestly, "But"¦ I don't know why, but"¦ suddenly the thought of having just fucked the Boy Who Lived is incredibly funny!"
Harry cracked a smile, "Yeah? Well, being fucked by the Slytherin Prince is pretty funny too, since we're both not gay, huh?"
"Yeah!" Draco crowed, "It's hilarious!"
Harry couldn't hold it in anymore and he burst into laughter, foring ing all about his nudity. He turned around and faced Draco. They couldn't stop laughing.
"No"¦ side-effects"¦ my arse!" Harry laughed.
"It's"¦ because we're"¦ still high!" Draco tried explaining between gales of laughter, trying to breath.
"I still have half a fag!" Harry snickered as he looked at the cigarette in his hand.
"No, you're all fag!" Malfoy said, and then almost burst a gut. Harry couldn't help it, and he started to laugh harder.
"Look who's talking!" Harry squealed. "Who did WHO up the ass??"
"You liked it, and you know it!" Draco guffawed.
"It was because of the lust potion, you git!"
"You still enjoyed it!" Malfoy chortled. "You'd let me fuck you again in a heartbeat!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Says who?"
"Says your dick which it sticking straight out!" Malfoy snickered.
Harry froze and then slowly looked down. Draco was right. He was hard as a rock. "It's"¦ er"¦ from the fag"¦"
Malfoy's eyes were sparkling, "I'll bet."
"I mean"¦ it's because I have to pee." Harry lied.
"Right." Malfoy grinned.
"Er"¦ maybe it is from the Whiz-fag"¦"
"Uh huh." Malfoy licked his lips, "You know"¦ for a boy, Potter, you're not bad."
Harry blushed from the way Malfoy was staring at him, and the way his tongue darted out to lick at the top part of his lips. Draco was looking very cute to him right now.
"Are there"¦ after effects from a Lust Potion?" Harry asked timidly.
"Not really. But I think there's a"¦ side-effect of a Whiz-Fag and a Lust Potion put together"¦"
"But I thought"¦ didn't we get it out of our systems?"
"Yes, but"¦" Draco felt himself almost float as he moved towards Harry. "I'm too high to care about technical crap right now."
A high Malfoy was rather nice, Harry thought. He was sure that Malfoy would have fled in terror when they woke up, but here he found Malfoy sucking on a Whiz-Fag, getting high, and being frisky all over again. When Draco suddenly became inches away from Harry's face, it became a bit too hard to breath. Then, Harry felt a hand on the wrist that held his cigarette and a hand clamping over his arousal. Harry gasped from the friction on his cock, and then watched as Malfoy brought his hand up to suck on his Whiz-Fag. After taking a puff, Malfoy directed the fag toward Harry's lips. Harry accepted by parting his lips and taking a long drag on his cigarette.
"Hold it in." Malfoy commanded. Harry did. Malfoy started to stroke Harry's cock a little faster, and Harry found himself getting closer to Malfoy's body. They were both still naked.
Harry couldn't hold it anymore, and he exhaled softly, green smoke coming out of his mouth and nose. He suddenly got a major head rush.
"Wow."
"Uh huh." Malfoy smirked, and then leaned forward to press his lips lightly against Harry's. Harry slowly parted his lips and started to lightly nibble on Draco's. They kissed softly for a bit, and then Malfoy took Harry's almost finished Whiz-Fag out of his hand and dragged him back over to the bed. He put out the cigarette, and then sat down onto the bed. He guided Harry toward him, and then Malfoy went onto his back as he continued to direct Harry over him. Harry followed eagerly as he felt Malfoy's hands on his hips move him up Malfoy's body. Harry moved higher and higher until he was almost sitting on Draco's face.
Draco's head was swimming when Harry's cock got closer to his face. He could smell him, along with the lingering smoke in the room, and it was electrifying. Mere hours ago, he would never of done something like this with Harry Potter. And when the potion wore off, he never knew that he'd be craving him again. There was something about him, something unique about the way he looked, the way he moved, and the way he screamed Draco's name. He opened his mouth and slowly licked at the underside of Harry's cock. Harry shivered and moved himself closer to Draco's mouth. Draco licked again, and Harry found he couldn't hold himself up any longer and he went down on all fours. Draco placed his hands on Harry's thighs, right below Harry's buttocks, and forced him closer. Harry obeyed.
Malfoy opened his mouth wider, and took in Harry's cock. He sucked wildly on the head of it and hummed. His head continued to swim as he nursed greedily on Harry. He sucked him as best he could, and Harry groaned every time Draco would increase the suction around his cock. Harry's body jerked and his hips started to move slowly. Draco helped guide him in and out of his m as as he fondled Harry's balls. Harry jerked again, and Draco let him go, knowing that Harry was on the verge of coming.
As Draco moved his body upward, Harry moved down more until he was eyelevel with Draco erection. Without a word, Harry wrapped his lips around the head of Draco's cock and sucked. Draco moaned and thrust his hips upward. Harry took the hint and tried to take as much of Draco as he could.
His lips were soft, his throat was warm, and Draco thought that he was going to go crazy. He was right on the brink of coming when Harry pulled away. He was glad he did, because he wanted to screw Potter into oblivion.
"All right, Potter"¦ I'm taking you. Up against the headboard, spread your legs and brace yourself."
Harry moved to the headboard, placed his hands on it, and then spread his legs wide. "Like this?" He said, lust dripping from his voice.
"Oh yeah," Malfoy grinned. He quickly lubed himself up, and then took his position behind Harry. Gently, Draco stuck in two fingers and slowly started to move them in and out. Harry was still surprisingly slick, and it didn't take long for Harry to be loose enough. After a few strokes, Draco aimed the tip of his cock and then began to push up into Harry's body. Harry urged himself to relax more as he felt Malfoy fill him. It was surprisingly easier than last time, and before they knew it, Malfoy's cock was all the way in.
"How's that feel?" Draco asked. Harry nodded and groaned as he wiggled his hips.
"Just"¦ make sure you"¦ oohhh"¦ hit that one spot a-again."
"You mean"¦ this?" Draco pulled out slightly and then thrust back in at a certain angle. Harry whimpered and nodded. Draco thrusted slowly and evenly, making sure he was getting as much whimpers and moans out of Potter as he could. Making Harry Potter moan like that, just for him, was making Draco heady.
"Deeper. Please." Harry begged.
"How's this?" Draco said, thrusting against Harry's body tighter.
"Oh, God, that's good"¦ yes, like that"¦ more"¦ Uuuuuuhhh"¦"
Their heads were still a bit foggy from the Whiz-Fags as they moved against one another feverishly. Harry was pushing back as fast as Draco was thrusting forward - the friction was incredible.
Draco looked down and watched. He watched his own cock slid in and out of Harry with hardly any resistance. He slid it out to the very tip of his cock, and then slid it back in just as slowly. He repeated that, over and over, watching himself come out and then disappear inside of Harry's body. Harry whimpered every time he did this. Then Draco moved his hands from Harry's waist to his shoulders, getting more leverage. Harry gasped out loud at the slight change, and he lifted his ass up more to let Draco know how much he was enjoying it. Draco chuckled softly to himself as he pulled his body more tightly against Harry's, getting a small squeak out of the raven-haired boy.
Harry was panting non-stop now, digging his fingernails into the headboard in a death grip. Then, suddenly, Malfoy grabbed onto Harry's legs and hoisted them up so that now Harry's body was vertical and he was gripping the headboard even harder now, his arms shaking from the weight. Harry hooked his feet around Draco's biceps as Draco held onto his thighs and pushed. Harry screamed. This was definitely a very good position.
"Like it this way?" Draco said smugly. Harry nodded and bumped his forehead lightly on the headboard.
"Oh dear lord"¦" Harry panted.
Draco took that as a sign and began to thrust a little faster. Harry moaned and shrieked louder, and then Draco grabbed onto one of Harry's legs and twisted him around so that now Harry was on his side. Harry had to let go of the headboard, and he bounced harshly on the bed. Harry looked up and snarled at his blond lover, but Draco just smirked back and continued to pound into Harry, one of his legs over his shoulder. "Good?"
Surprisingly it was, and Harry groaned loudly, squeezing his eyes shut. Draco pistoned deep and quick "“ still watching himself move in and out of Harry's body. Draco moved his fingers over Harry's stomach softly, making Harry's skin jump from the contact, and then Draco's hand traveled up higher to a nipple. Draco played with it for a bit before he leaned over to claim it in his mouth. Harry withered and squirmed from Draco's ministrations. Draco moved his hips in an even pace now as he sucked on Harry's nipple gently. It was too much. It was becoming too romantic, and Harry couldn't stop the small tear flowing off the side of his face if he could. Draco, however, took no notice of the waterworks as he continued to nibble and lick on Harry's perk nipple.
"Draco"¦" Harry finally panted, "Please"¦"
Draco fully understood, and he grasped his hand around Potter's erection and gently began to stroke.
"Harder, you bastard!" Harry groaned. Draco snickered and obeyed as he started to stroke Harry as fast as he could thrust. Harry squirmed as he whimpered and moaned loudly throughout the room. Harry felt his stomach clench, and then relief flooded him as he finally came in long, hard spurts all over Draco's fist.
After a while, Draco hugged Harry's leg tightly as he thrust faster to finish himself off. He came harder than he ever thought possible, and when he was finished, he leaned down to take Harry's lips. Harry kissed back with a satisfactory sigh, their sweaty foreheads touching, noses rubbing.
"Goddamn!" Draco said after a minute, "And we didn't even have any of that Lust Potion!"
Harry giggled softly, "Yeah, but we *are* high"¦ I mean, we were higher when we started."
"Yeah. I am starting to feel too sober right now." Draco smirked. "Care to join me in another Whiz-Fag?" Draco reached for the pack of cigarettes in his robe.
"Don't mind if I do." Harry said with a smile.
~End!~