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Adult ++
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13
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In My Arms
Previous Chapter -
Draco unrolled the letter carefully without ripping it and read the first words of Harry's
response. And then without hesitation he smashed the parchment into his fist and slammed the
window shut.
"Fucking Potter."
Draco paced back and forth in the small room trying to figure out why Potter had to be such a
prick. Why couldn't he just be sympathetic and allow Draco to come stay with him at Grimmauld
Place?
No wonder the owl returned so fast, Potter had only written two words.
"Beg me.
-HP"
For a moment Draco reconsidered the whole "living with Potter" idea. What a fucking
arsehole...but honestly anything is better than living in this tiny room for the rest of my
life.
He marched downstairs to have a drink and talk with Tom, let himself cool off. If he were to
write back to Potter he would have to keep his poise intact. Getting angry and firing back at
the former Gryffindor wouldn't get Draco what he wanted.
Tom waved him over to the counter. "Mr. Malfoy, did ya want a drink tonight? Hear anything
from Harry yet?" The bartender asked.
Draco grumbled. "Well actually the famous Harry Potter did respond. And he's a right prick.
Apparently he's not going to make this easy on me."
"Well Draco, from what I've heard you didn't exactly make Harry's years at Hogwarts too easy,
what makes you think he's going to cut you any slack. Think about it. You're asking him to let
you, a former Death Eater's son, into his home for Merlin knows how long. Harry has gone
through rough patches since the end of the war too, he's changed, Draco. You can't expect him
to jump at the chance to live with his biggest rival.
"I know...I know Tom. Thanks." Draco thanked the bartender and made his way up the stairs. It
was late and if he expected to respond to Harry's letter with anything remotely intelligent he
would have to get some sleep first. Draco had to step over the crumpled pile of Potter's
letter on his way to bed. He looked at it briefly. And then took a seat on the bed, which
sagged under his weight.
"Damnit Potter, why can't you just show the slightest bit of mercy?" Draco spoke fiercely. He
muttered "accio" and the scrunched letter floated into his hands. He unfolded the mangled
parchment and looked at Harry's words again. The words that had angered him so much when he
first read them. Beg me. Why did he have to say it like that? He knew what Draco
wanted. Must he be so cruel?
Draco tossed the letter aside and collapsed into the small but clean bed. He pulled the
blankets up around his neck and shut his grey eyes. As sleep washed over him, there was one
final thought that ran through his head. It'll be a cold day in Hell before I beg Harry
Potter.
H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D
Ah, that's just what Draco needed was a nice dream like this. He hadn't had even the slightest
sexual dream since back before school ended. And this was proving to be a good one. Dark hair
had mingled with his own light hair in the most wonderful way. Anyone watching the contrast
would definitely call it beautiful.
His mystery lover was kissing their way down the back of the whimpering blonde's neck while
rubbing his strong, course hands up and down his waist and hips. "You're so beautiful Draco. I
love the way you melt in my arms...only I can do this for you...make you feel this way." He
enunciated each phrase with a soft bite.
Draco was in heaven, this man knew exactly how he liked it. Forceful but always gentle.
Draco's dark-haired lover moved to capture his anxious lips in his own and suckled lightly on
his bottom lip until Draco was grinding back against a sturdy, waiting body. He could feel the
man's hardness on his bum and continued to rock frantically against it, yearning for just a
bit more, always more. Draco's breathing was labored and he couldn't quite get the friction he
so strongly desired. "...More, please. Anything."
"Shhh, Draco. Soon enough, shh..." He resumed his teasing, reaching around to twist lightly on
Draco's tiny nipples. "Uhnngh," Draco whined. His nipples were teased and tormented until the
man was satisfied. At which point he moved on to cup the front of Draco's boxers and lightly
massage the fully-awakened bulge as he licked and sucked at Draco's neck until there wasn't a
spot his lover hadn't ravished. "Your pretty, pale skin tastes so good, Draco...I never knew
anything to be so sweet. Tell me what you want, Draco. Tell me."
How was Draco supposed to focus when his dream lover was slowly moving his hands down the back
of his boxers and kneading his cheeks. His face was hot as the dark-haired man breathed into
his ear roughly and urged Draco to tell him exactly what he needed. "Come on, Draco tell me
what you need."
"I...I, anything. Just...I dunno." He moaned and bucked back onto the fingers that were now
caressing between the pale, white cheeks of his arse. "Ohhh, please. More, more please...I
want to feel, feel you inside me...fuck me...please." He downright begged.
Draco felt the strong hand withdraw from his boxers and forcefully turn him around to look
into the green, very-alive eyes of his dream lover. "That wasn't what I meant by 'beg me' but
it will certainly do." Harry Potter laughed.
Draco shot awake and into a sitting position. "Oh shit." What the hell was that, he thought.
His blonde hair stuck to his forehead, Draco could barely catch his breath as he realized that
he hadn't been this hard in months. He moved his hand down under the blankets to grasp the
warm flesh. Two, maybe three graceful pulls was all it took and he exploded all over his hand.
He didn't even have time to feel guilty about dreaming of Potter before sleep claimed him once
again.
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*blushes* This chappy is kinda dirty, but I'm sure no one will mind. :P Thanks for a feedback, it was very nice. So many wonderful reviews around here, it's great. So, sorry about leaving you with a cliffhanger, I'll try to be a little kinder in the future. lol also, sorry about short-ish chapters, I like to post as soon as I have a finished scene basically so there's less time in between posts. Well, keep reviewing and reading, that's what keeps me going. :)
Draco unrolled the letter carefully without ripping it and read the first words of Harry's
response. And then without hesitation he smashed the parchment into his fist and slammed the
window shut.
"Fucking Potter."
Draco paced back and forth in the small room trying to figure out why Potter had to be such a
prick. Why couldn't he just be sympathetic and allow Draco to come stay with him at Grimmauld
Place?
No wonder the owl returned so fast, Potter had only written two words.
"Beg me.
-HP"
For a moment Draco reconsidered the whole "living with Potter" idea. What a fucking
arsehole...but honestly anything is better than living in this tiny room for the rest of my
life.
He marched downstairs to have a drink and talk with Tom, let himself cool off. If he were to
write back to Potter he would have to keep his poise intact. Getting angry and firing back at
the former Gryffindor wouldn't get Draco what he wanted.
Tom waved him over to the counter. "Mr. Malfoy, did ya want a drink tonight? Hear anything
from Harry yet?" The bartender asked.
Draco grumbled. "Well actually the famous Harry Potter did respond. And he's a right prick.
Apparently he's not going to make this easy on me."
"Well Draco, from what I've heard you didn't exactly make Harry's years at Hogwarts too easy,
what makes you think he's going to cut you any slack. Think about it. You're asking him to let
you, a former Death Eater's son, into his home for Merlin knows how long. Harry has gone
through rough patches since the end of the war too, he's changed, Draco. You can't expect him
to jump at the chance to live with his biggest rival.
"I know...I know Tom. Thanks." Draco thanked the bartender and made his way up the stairs. It
was late and if he expected to respond to Harry's letter with anything remotely intelligent he
would have to get some sleep first. Draco had to step over the crumpled pile of Potter's
letter on his way to bed. He looked at it briefly. And then took a seat on the bed, which
sagged under his weight.
"Damnit Potter, why can't you just show the slightest bit of mercy?" Draco spoke fiercely. He
muttered "accio" and the scrunched letter floated into his hands. He unfolded the mangled
parchment and looked at Harry's words again. The words that had angered him so much when he
first read them. Beg me. Why did he have to say it like that? He knew what Draco
wanted. Must he be so cruel?
Draco tossed the letter aside and collapsed into the small but clean bed. He pulled the
blankets up around his neck and shut his grey eyes. As sleep washed over him, there was one
final thought that ran through his head. It'll be a cold day in Hell before I beg Harry
Potter.
H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D+H+D
Ah, that's just what Draco needed was a nice dream like this. He hadn't had even the slightest
sexual dream since back before school ended. And this was proving to be a good one. Dark hair
had mingled with his own light hair in the most wonderful way. Anyone watching the contrast
would definitely call it beautiful.
His mystery lover was kissing their way down the back of the whimpering blonde's neck while
rubbing his strong, course hands up and down his waist and hips. "You're so beautiful Draco. I
love the way you melt in my arms...only I can do this for you...make you feel this way." He
enunciated each phrase with a soft bite.
Draco was in heaven, this man knew exactly how he liked it. Forceful but always gentle.
Draco's dark-haired lover moved to capture his anxious lips in his own and suckled lightly on
his bottom lip until Draco was grinding back against a sturdy, waiting body. He could feel the
man's hardness on his bum and continued to rock frantically against it, yearning for just a
bit more, always more. Draco's breathing was labored and he couldn't quite get the friction he
so strongly desired. "...More, please. Anything."
"Shhh, Draco. Soon enough, shh..." He resumed his teasing, reaching around to twist lightly on
Draco's tiny nipples. "Uhnngh," Draco whined. His nipples were teased and tormented until the
man was satisfied. At which point he moved on to cup the front of Draco's boxers and lightly
massage the fully-awakened bulge as he licked and sucked at Draco's neck until there wasn't a
spot his lover hadn't ravished. "Your pretty, pale skin tastes so good, Draco...I never knew
anything to be so sweet. Tell me what you want, Draco. Tell me."
How was Draco supposed to focus when his dream lover was slowly moving his hands down the back
of his boxers and kneading his cheeks. His face was hot as the dark-haired man breathed into
his ear roughly and urged Draco to tell him exactly what he needed. "Come on, Draco tell me
what you need."
"I...I, anything. Just...I dunno." He moaned and bucked back onto the fingers that were now
caressing between the pale, white cheeks of his arse. "Ohhh, please. More, more please...I
want to feel, feel you inside me...fuck me...please." He downright begged.
Draco felt the strong hand withdraw from his boxers and forcefully turn him around to look
into the green, very-alive eyes of his dream lover. "That wasn't what I meant by 'beg me' but
it will certainly do." Harry Potter laughed.
Draco shot awake and into a sitting position. "Oh shit." What the hell was that, he thought.
His blonde hair stuck to his forehead, Draco could barely catch his breath as he realized that
he hadn't been this hard in months. He moved his hand down under the blankets to grasp the
warm flesh. Two, maybe three graceful pulls was all it took and he exploded all over his hand.
He didn't even have time to feel guilty about dreaming of Potter before sleep claimed him once
again.
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*blushes* This chappy is kinda dirty, but I'm sure no one will mind. :P Thanks for a feedback, it was very nice. So many wonderful reviews around here, it's great. So, sorry about leaving you with a cliffhanger, I'll try to be a little kinder in the future. lol also, sorry about short-ish chapters, I like to post as soon as I have a finished scene basically so there's less time in between posts. Well, keep reviewing and reading, that's what keeps me going. :)