Redemption

Chapter Two

Draco sighed and stepped out of his car, a 1976 black Mustang. He had been relieved that someone had called him about his cat. She had been missing for three days and he was about to start getting desperate. He jumped back, completely startled, when two dogs jumped at him, barking and growling, as he made his way past the fence.
Shaking his head, he knocked on the front door. His frame was flooded with light as he came face to face with someone he thought he’d never see again- the man from the club. Said man was now dressed in black leather boots, second skin, black leather pants, that worshiped his muscular thighs and a green silk button down shirt open to the navel. He couldn’t help but stare. “Hey.” He said shyly.
Harry smiled. “Come on in. Your cat’s eating. She looked hungry and my ex left some cat food. I hope you don’t mind.” Harry said leading him into the kitchen where his cat was on the counter eating the offered food.
“Not at all. Thank you for taking care of her. She got out three days ago when my sister left the door open. I was getting really worried that someone had hit her or something.” Draco answered smiling fondly when he saw his cat.
Harry couldn’t help but stare. The blonde was gorgeous, sexy, erotic, graceful, “Beautiful,” Harry whispered.
“Hmm?” Draco asked turning his grayish silver eyes to Harry.
“Huh, um, I said she was beautiful…heh…heh” He said hoping the man across from him wouldn’t catch the lie he had weaved.
Draco grinned flashing his pearly white teeth. “Thanks. She’s gorgeous when she’s well groomed though.” He said playing along. Being what he was Draco could smell the fear and relief rolling off the man. “So are you going clubbing then?” He asked.
“Yeah, I need to get my mind off of work for a change.” Harry admitted. “You?” He asked.
“Yeah. My father is testing my last nerves. My sister can deal with it; she has our mother’s patience. I can’t.” He said.
“Hey, I have an idea. What do you say we go to the club together? We could get to know each other and when we’re ready to leave, you could come back here and get your cat…that is, if you want to.” Harry said blushing.
Draco smirked. He loved adventurous and daring mortals. “So whose car are we taking?” He asked his smirk widening when Harry’s shocked eyes met his own calm ones.
Harry’s eyes roamed over Draco’s body taking in the skin tight muscle tee shirt, which hid a nipple ring, the leather pants that clung to his legs for dear life and leather boots that covered his feet. He felt his body react to the sight of the blonde in front of him, even as he grinned. ’Down man, down!’ He told himself harshly.
“Your choice.” He said. He let his dogs in when they started pawing insistently at the door. He smiled when he saw Draco shift uneasily where he stood. “Don’t worry, they’re harmless. If anything you’ll die from affection from these two, all bark and no bite, the both of them.” He said.
Draco nodded, a smile gracing his lips. “What say we take your car then?” Draco answered.
Harry nodded. “Let me get rid of the glasses. I hate the damned things, but I need them for work. They make me look more sophisticated.” He said.
“Take your time.” Draco replied watching Harry’s backside as he disappeared into his bathroom.
Five minutes later the brunette was back. Draco took in his appearance and silently thanked the gods that so despised him. Not only had Harry lost the glasses for contacts, but every inch of his uncovered skin gleamed with baby oil as well. Every time the man moved, his body gleamed where the lights hit his skin.
The spell Draco was in was shattered when Harry asked, “Are you ready?”
“Lead the way.” Draco replied.
Twenty minutes later found the pair in a dark corner sitting at a secluded table, sipping on beers, talking and laughing. Draco had been pleased to know that Harry was bi. He had also been pleased to find out that the brunette had a tongue ring, a tattoo around his left bicep and a rather wild streak on the dance floor- not that he didn’t know that fact already. He in turn showed off his own tongue ring, told him about his nipple ring -the one he forgot to leave out when he had come to pick his cat up- and the tattoos on his back. Harry seemed really impressed.
“You wanna dance?” Harry asked finally.
“Sure.” Draco answered taking a quick swig of his beer before standing.
Finding an empty spot on the dance floor, Harry and Draco were quickly lost in the beat of the steady bass line. Their bodies moved perfectly together and before too long, both men could do very little to hide their erections from the other.
Draco’s moan was directed towards Harry’s ear as he leaned in to whisper to the sexy brunette. Licking the shell of his ear before sucking the lobe into his mouth, Draco’s teeth began to worry the sensitive flesh. Releasing the lobe, Draco’s husky voice asked Harry to follow him to the lower levels of the club- the ones used by the regulars in search of a better time than they got from just dancing.
Harry groaned and consented to Draco’s question when hands slid down his body. As Harry’s body lost contact with Draco’s, his mind had time to gain some of the self control he prided himself on back. As the two entered a private room, Harry felt himself shoved against the door when it closed. A smirking Draco was pressed against him, grinding their hips together in a teasing manner.
“Do you know how gorgeous you look like this pet? Those eyes glazed over with lust? Those lips just begging to be kissed? That body wanting, pleading, shouting for release?” Draco’s husky voice whispered in his ear. “Gods…Harry…I want you so bad right now.” He said as he shoved their hips together.
Harry groaned when he felt a pair of satin smooth lips moving down his throat, closing over his pulse point before sucking the skin into his mouth. Harry gasped, his body wanting to give in, his mind screaming for him to fight for dominance. It was Draco’s turn to gasp when Harry suddenly turned and shoved him against the wall, mimicking his earlier actions by grinding their hips together.
“Do you know how gorgeous you look like this Draco? I want to fuck you so bad right now. I want to worship your body, bring you close to the edge, make you beg me to let you fall over the top into ecstasy’s arms.” Harry whispered as his hands moved down the blondes chest to his waist before thrusting hard against him.
Draco’s eyes clouded over in lust as Harry’s mouth latched onto his neck. He was seriously considering that this mortal was worth being in his bed and was deciding on letting him follow through with his words, but then again, it would be fun to dominate a mortal with such a strong spirit and will. With new found dominance, Draco encouraged Harry to back up towards the bed. He smirked when Harry fell backwards onto the mattress. He couldn’t help the predatory gleam that crossed his face and clouded his gaze as he crawled onto the bed and over the gorgeous brunette beneath him. He rested finally on Harry’s upper thighs, grinning down at him.
“I think someone is a little too overdressed, don’t you?” Draco asked moving his graceful fingers to the remaining buttons of his shirt that kept all of Harry’s torso from being seen. Once the shirt was off of his body and on the floor, Draco’s lips latched themselves onto one of Harry’s nipples and bit down gently. Moving to the other one, Draco inwardly smirked and teased the nub until it was hard.
“Damn it, don’t tease!” Harry tried to growl out. He only succeeded in a lusty plea.
Draco looked up at him and smirked devilishly. “Make me stop then.” He practically purred out the challenge.
Harry suddenly growled and flipped them over so that he was the one resting on Draco’s thighs. Running his hands down his chest to the edge of his shirt, Harry smirked before pulling the silk material off the blonde man beneath him.
“You’re so fucking hot, you know that?” Harry asked before claiming Draco’s mouth in a hungry kiss that left Draco melting and craving for more of the man above him.