The Secret Closet
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
5,490
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4
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part Two
Part Two
Harry and Draco were trying to make the most out of being so confined in a secret closet, and being so close to each other. Of course, it really didn't bother Draco. His affairs with girls were well-known throughout the school, but in private, they just weren’t enough to satisfy his raging teenage hormones. He needed a real challenge. Something forbidden. So, he started with teachers (no, not Professor McGonagall), then to married women, and eventually to married men. They were the ultimate conquest. And now, here in front of him, was Harry Potter. THE Harry Potter. Resting his head on Draco's neck.
Draco heard stories about Potter that he was extremely shy around girls. It was so tempting…
The stories were true. The really forward girls scared the crap out of Harry. He had always been uncomfortable with being so well-known, and all the attention that came with it. The aggressive girls just made matters worse. He constantly wondered if people just wanted to be friends with him, or The-Boy-Who-Lived, and girls were tougher to figure out. The last thing he wanted to do was draw more attention to himself, and news of a girlfriend would surely make the headlines. The only thing Harry could imagine being worse, was if it was a boyfriend. For months, he was terrified that his secret rendezvous with a certain Hufflepuff boy would come out into the open. But the boy was true to his word. He never said a word. Much to Harry’s relief.
And now, here he was, leaning against Draco Malfoy, his school rival. If truth be told, Harry has had a crush on Draco since their 2nd year. It was then when he had realised that his attraction was equally divided between both sexes. But still, Harry knew that whichever one he would chose, it would make the front page of the gossip section in the Daily Prophet. That thought made him shudder. That was the last thing Harry needed.
But when Draco guided Harry against his chest, Harry had about fainted. It was a good thing that he was in front; otherwise Draco would have seen the red tint covering his face. But here he was. Pressed up against Draco, feeling his erection pressed into his arse, and hearing Draco breathe in his scent. And on top of everything else, Draco had snaked his arms around Harry. He wondered if Draco was just too tired to care, or if he was really… No, that couldn’t be it. Could it?
Harry slightly shifted, and it had caused another wave of excitement to go through him when he felt that Draco's budge hadn’t gone down yet. If anything, it was larger. Harry’s movements were obviously having an effect on Draco. He gently pressed his bum against it, pretending to get more comfortable.
Draco cleared his throat then softly gulped. He heard Harry’s breathing deepen, and wondered if he was only fidgeting, or if Harry was getting … turned on. Taking a chance on the latter, he unclasped his fingers that were interlaced with one another over Harry’s chest, and slowly slid them down the front of Harry’s legs. Harry softly moaned and Draco's eyes widened in disbelief. Harry’s hands moved on top of Draco's, and guided them slowly to his center. Draco held his breath and closed his eyes.
“Potter…” he whispered.
“Shh.”
Harry pressed Draco's hands against his throbbing erection and Harry quietly gasped. He let go of Draco’s hands and reached behind him to grab the side of Draco's trousers. Draco would’ve thrown his head back if it weren’t for the bloody wall.
“I never knew…never… thought… you…” Draco rasped.
“You either…Do you want to stop?”
“Oh gods,” Draco groaned loudly as Harry pushed back against him. There was his answer.
Draco rubbed harder on Harry’s bulge while Harry grinded his hips against Draco's. It soon became too much for Harry. He raised his hands and fumbled with his belt, then lowered his zip. Draco stopped him by grabbing Harry’s wrists.
“Potter…”
“I want you to touch me, Malfoy,” he whispered.
“Oh, gods…” Draco repeated.
When the front of Harry’s trousers was finally open, Draco removed Harry’s hands, then slid his fingers under Harry’s pants and grazed the sides of Harry's cock. Harry’s breath hitched. Draco nuzzled into Harry’s neck, and caressed his earlobe with the tip of his tongue, sending shivers down Harry’s spine. In response, Harry squirmed against Draco's erection, making his hips buck up. Harry tried to wriggle his fingers between their bodies but couldn’t.
“Malfoy, please. I want to feel you,” he rasped.
“Are you sure…”
“Yes! Please. ”
Draco gently pushed Harry forward, and quickly undid his belt, lowered his zip, and pushed his trousers and pants down. They pooled at Draco's feet, and then he wasted no time to remove Harry’s trousers. The contact of their exposed flesh made both boys gasp. Harry grabbed one of Draco's hands and brought it up to his lips. He grazed Draco's fingertips with his tongue and then softly licked them. Draco bent his head down and kissed Harry’s shoulder blades, moaning into his skin. Harry’s breath caught. He quickly slid Draco's fingers deep in his mouth, and began to suck on them fiercely, making sure they were completely soaked.
“Now,” Harry begged.
Harry lifted his left leg and he braced it on the wall to give Draco more access. Draco’s fingers slid up and down Harry’s crevice before slightly pressing one of them in. Harry cried sharply and clasped his hand over his own throbbing shaft. Draco’s finger inched in, and then slowly eased in and out, teasing Harry mercilessly. The incredible sensations it caused made Harry clench down, and he gestured impatiently by pushing back and impaling himself further on Draco's finger. Draco smiled and nipped at Harry’s neck. He inserted another finger and fucked him in a slow rhythm. Harry reached back and grabbed Draco's wrist, urging him to move faster.
“In due time,” Draco whispered.
“We…we may not have time,” Harry whispered back.
Consumed by passion, Draco had all but forgotten where they were. Or the circumstances. Immediately, he rotated his fingers the best that he could, stretching Harry’s precious opening. Harry began to pant so Draco inserted another finger and carefully guided it in. An incredibly intense heat radiated out of Harry, and Draco's fingers stiffened with excitement. He couldn’t wait any longer. He withdrew his fingers and, after fully coating it with his saliva, lined up the tip of his cock against Harry. He took hold of Harry’s hips and whispered in his ear.
“Are you ready?” he teased.
“Malfoy, if you don’t… AAAH!”
Draco closed his eyes as he thrust his hips up, and completely sheathed himself inside Harry. He paused to let Harry relax and conform around his cock. After Harry signaled that he was ready, Draco rotated his hips from side to side before submitting to their urgent need. Draco pushed Harry forward, and Harry's hands braced himself against the door to push back. Draco reached around and feathered the length of Harry's cock with his left hand, whilst his right gripped Harry’s waist. Harry shuddered as Draco's hand barely stroked him.
“Please,” Harry implored. “Please.”
No longer able to take his own taunting, Draco squeezed Harry’s waist with the hand on Harry's hips, and began to mercifully pound into him, to which Harry gasped in relief. Keeping time with his thrusts, Draco pumped Harry’s cock earnestly. Excitement was mounting to the critical point for both of them, and they began to moan as they neared their climax. It was only a brief moment later that Draco had felt hot, oozing come trickle over his hand. Harry bore down on Draco's cock and it sent him over the edge. Draco arched his back and pulled Harry down on his exploding cock.
Draco howled as his orgasm overtook all of his senses. He shivered and finally collapsed on Harry’s back, breathing heavily in his ear. Harry turned his head to his side and without thinking, Draco automatically kissed him. They rested against each other until the sound of voices outside had returned. They both froze and then immediately tried to scramble for their clothes, and dressed quickly.
“Gods. We’re done for,” Harry whispered, panicking. “Snape knows we’re here. I know it.”
Draco smiled, pressed an area in the back wall, and another door opened, leading them into another corridor.
“Wha--? You knew that was there all along? I can’t believe you did that! Why didn’t you--”
Draco smirked, pulled Harry close by the nape of his neck, and softly kissed him.
“Same time tomorrow?” Draco purred.
Harry opened and closed his mouth several times and blinked twice in rapid succession. He looked at Draco's smug face then raised an eyebrow and smiled.
“Absolutely. And next time, you’re the bottom.”
Harry grinned as he winked and then turned away, donning his invisibility cloak; leaving a shocked Draco in his wake.
~THE END~
ROEDHUNT
2004
(sequels to follow...)
Harry and Draco were trying to make the most out of being so confined in a secret closet, and being so close to each other. Of course, it really didn't bother Draco. His affairs with girls were well-known throughout the school, but in private, they just weren’t enough to satisfy his raging teenage hormones. He needed a real challenge. Something forbidden. So, he started with teachers (no, not Professor McGonagall), then to married women, and eventually to married men. They were the ultimate conquest. And now, here in front of him, was Harry Potter. THE Harry Potter. Resting his head on Draco's neck.
Draco heard stories about Potter that he was extremely shy around girls. It was so tempting…
The stories were true. The really forward girls scared the crap out of Harry. He had always been uncomfortable with being so well-known, and all the attention that came with it. The aggressive girls just made matters worse. He constantly wondered if people just wanted to be friends with him, or The-Boy-Who-Lived, and girls were tougher to figure out. The last thing he wanted to do was draw more attention to himself, and news of a girlfriend would surely make the headlines. The only thing Harry could imagine being worse, was if it was a boyfriend. For months, he was terrified that his secret rendezvous with a certain Hufflepuff boy would come out into the open. But the boy was true to his word. He never said a word. Much to Harry’s relief.
And now, here he was, leaning against Draco Malfoy, his school rival. If truth be told, Harry has had a crush on Draco since their 2nd year. It was then when he had realised that his attraction was equally divided between both sexes. But still, Harry knew that whichever one he would chose, it would make the front page of the gossip section in the Daily Prophet. That thought made him shudder. That was the last thing Harry needed.
But when Draco guided Harry against his chest, Harry had about fainted. It was a good thing that he was in front; otherwise Draco would have seen the red tint covering his face. But here he was. Pressed up against Draco, feeling his erection pressed into his arse, and hearing Draco breathe in his scent. And on top of everything else, Draco had snaked his arms around Harry. He wondered if Draco was just too tired to care, or if he was really… No, that couldn’t be it. Could it?
Harry slightly shifted, and it had caused another wave of excitement to go through him when he felt that Draco's budge hadn’t gone down yet. If anything, it was larger. Harry’s movements were obviously having an effect on Draco. He gently pressed his bum against it, pretending to get more comfortable.
Draco cleared his throat then softly gulped. He heard Harry’s breathing deepen, and wondered if he was only fidgeting, or if Harry was getting … turned on. Taking a chance on the latter, he unclasped his fingers that were interlaced with one another over Harry’s chest, and slowly slid them down the front of Harry’s legs. Harry softly moaned and Draco's eyes widened in disbelief. Harry’s hands moved on top of Draco's, and guided them slowly to his center. Draco held his breath and closed his eyes.
“Potter…” he whispered.
“Shh.”
Harry pressed Draco's hands against his throbbing erection and Harry quietly gasped. He let go of Draco’s hands and reached behind him to grab the side of Draco's trousers. Draco would’ve thrown his head back if it weren’t for the bloody wall.
“I never knew…never… thought… you…” Draco rasped.
“You either…Do you want to stop?”
“Oh gods,” Draco groaned loudly as Harry pushed back against him. There was his answer.
Draco rubbed harder on Harry’s bulge while Harry grinded his hips against Draco's. It soon became too much for Harry. He raised his hands and fumbled with his belt, then lowered his zip. Draco stopped him by grabbing Harry’s wrists.
“Potter…”
“I want you to touch me, Malfoy,” he whispered.
“Oh, gods…” Draco repeated.
When the front of Harry’s trousers was finally open, Draco removed Harry’s hands, then slid his fingers under Harry’s pants and grazed the sides of Harry's cock. Harry’s breath hitched. Draco nuzzled into Harry’s neck, and caressed his earlobe with the tip of his tongue, sending shivers down Harry’s spine. In response, Harry squirmed against Draco's erection, making his hips buck up. Harry tried to wriggle his fingers between their bodies but couldn’t.
“Malfoy, please. I want to feel you,” he rasped.
“Are you sure…”
“Yes! Please. ”
Draco gently pushed Harry forward, and quickly undid his belt, lowered his zip, and pushed his trousers and pants down. They pooled at Draco's feet, and then he wasted no time to remove Harry’s trousers. The contact of their exposed flesh made both boys gasp. Harry grabbed one of Draco's hands and brought it up to his lips. He grazed Draco's fingertips with his tongue and then softly licked them. Draco bent his head down and kissed Harry’s shoulder blades, moaning into his skin. Harry’s breath caught. He quickly slid Draco's fingers deep in his mouth, and began to suck on them fiercely, making sure they were completely soaked.
“Now,” Harry begged.
Harry lifted his left leg and he braced it on the wall to give Draco more access. Draco’s fingers slid up and down Harry’s crevice before slightly pressing one of them in. Harry cried sharply and clasped his hand over his own throbbing shaft. Draco’s finger inched in, and then slowly eased in and out, teasing Harry mercilessly. The incredible sensations it caused made Harry clench down, and he gestured impatiently by pushing back and impaling himself further on Draco's finger. Draco smiled and nipped at Harry’s neck. He inserted another finger and fucked him in a slow rhythm. Harry reached back and grabbed Draco's wrist, urging him to move faster.
“In due time,” Draco whispered.
“We…we may not have time,” Harry whispered back.
Consumed by passion, Draco had all but forgotten where they were. Or the circumstances. Immediately, he rotated his fingers the best that he could, stretching Harry’s precious opening. Harry began to pant so Draco inserted another finger and carefully guided it in. An incredibly intense heat radiated out of Harry, and Draco's fingers stiffened with excitement. He couldn’t wait any longer. He withdrew his fingers and, after fully coating it with his saliva, lined up the tip of his cock against Harry. He took hold of Harry’s hips and whispered in his ear.
“Are you ready?” he teased.
“Malfoy, if you don’t… AAAH!”
Draco closed his eyes as he thrust his hips up, and completely sheathed himself inside Harry. He paused to let Harry relax and conform around his cock. After Harry signaled that he was ready, Draco rotated his hips from side to side before submitting to their urgent need. Draco pushed Harry forward, and Harry's hands braced himself against the door to push back. Draco reached around and feathered the length of Harry's cock with his left hand, whilst his right gripped Harry’s waist. Harry shuddered as Draco's hand barely stroked him.
“Please,” Harry implored. “Please.”
No longer able to take his own taunting, Draco squeezed Harry’s waist with the hand on Harry's hips, and began to mercifully pound into him, to which Harry gasped in relief. Keeping time with his thrusts, Draco pumped Harry’s cock earnestly. Excitement was mounting to the critical point for both of them, and they began to moan as they neared their climax. It was only a brief moment later that Draco had felt hot, oozing come trickle over his hand. Harry bore down on Draco's cock and it sent him over the edge. Draco arched his back and pulled Harry down on his exploding cock.
Draco howled as his orgasm overtook all of his senses. He shivered and finally collapsed on Harry’s back, breathing heavily in his ear. Harry turned his head to his side and without thinking, Draco automatically kissed him. They rested against each other until the sound of voices outside had returned. They both froze and then immediately tried to scramble for their clothes, and dressed quickly.
“Gods. We’re done for,” Harry whispered, panicking. “Snape knows we’re here. I know it.”
Draco smiled, pressed an area in the back wall, and another door opened, leading them into another corridor.
“Wha--? You knew that was there all along? I can’t believe you did that! Why didn’t you--”
Draco smirked, pulled Harry close by the nape of his neck, and softly kissed him.
“Same time tomorrow?” Draco purred.
Harry opened and closed his mouth several times and blinked twice in rapid succession. He looked at Draco's smug face then raised an eyebrow and smiled.
“Absolutely. And next time, you’re the bottom.”
Harry grinned as he winked and then turned away, donning his invisibility cloak; leaving a shocked Draco in his wake.
~THE END~
ROEDHUNT
2004
(sequels to follow...)