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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
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36
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40,001
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When I See You
Chapter Number/Total: 3/36
Chapter Title: When I See You
Words: 2094 Words
It had been easier to be bold with Harry when the man hadn't known who he was, but now Draco felt unaccountably ... shy.
"Where are you?" Harry asked again, turning around. "I'm ready to go back."
"Sitting on the bed," Draco answered. "The bed is behind you."
"Oh ...." Harry moved back a bit until the back of his knees hit the bed. He sat down and scooted back.
Draco watched him, still and quiet as Harry lay back again. He wanted to reach out and touch him, but felt like he was waiting for something.
"Do you ... not want to kiss me anymore?" Harry asked gently.
"I want ...." Draco stopped. "Yes, I do want to kiss you."
"Then kiss me. I won't stop you now."
Draco stowed his wand and removed his robe. His shirt was still open, so he removed that too. After a moment of looking down at the naked man on the bed, he shed the rest as well. Then he climbed onto the bed until he knelt beside Harry.
Harry moved and got up on his knees, facing the direction that he thought Draco was in.
Draco's breath sped up again as he knelt facing Harry, both of them naked. He watched those green eyes searching in vain for sight of him, so he lifted a hand and cupped Harry's cheek.
Harry leaned into the touch, making a soft noise. "I hate this ...."
Draco pulled his hand back. "You said ...."
"No, not being able to see you. I probably look mental like this, too," he said softly.
"No, you look ... beautiful," Draco whispered, bringing his hand back up and leaning in to kiss Harry.
"I wish I could see you again," he whispered against those soft lips, wrapping his arms around Draco again.
"Feel me," Draco whispered, one hand in Harry's hair and the other sliding around his waist and up his back.
Harry blinked, his hands slowly moving down Draco's back. He shifted closer and pressed their chests together with a small gasp. "Feel me ...."
Draco's hands mirrored Harry's closely as they moved down again, delighting in the feel of his skin against skin.
"I want ... I ... I don't know what I want," Harry said softly, resting his chin on Draco's shoulder.
"I want ..." Draco began softly, "I want to make love to you."
Harry kissed Draco's shoulder, whispering, "I want you to."
"You are sure about this?" Draco asked pulling back to look at his face again.
"Yes, but I've never ... you know," he answered, looking to where he thought the other man's face was.
"I know," he answered kissing him softly again. "I know what to do."
Harry nodded. "You'll have to tell me."
Draco smiled. "My pleasure," he purred. "Just try to relax and do what feels good."
"I will," he said softly, trying to fight away how nervous he was becoming.
"Lay back," Draco said quietly, holding Harry and bringing him down to the bed.
Harry lay back on the bed, making sure Draco was there. He hoped this wasn't all some kind of trick.
Draco lay beside him, holding him in his arms and kissing him. He lost himself in what felt like a fantasy come true, forgetting everything else. He ran his hands down Harry's back until he was stroking his arse.
Harry tensed up slightly at the touch, wishing he could see something more than the black. "Keep talking," he whispered.
"I have thought of you, too," Draco said, his hands caressing Harry's arse and kissing his neck.
Harry bit his lip, blushing as he relaxed just a bit at his voice. "You have?"
"Yes," Draco said, one hand sliding around Harry's hip. "I thought you hated me though."
"No." He shifted closer. "Don't hate you ... much," he added with a small smile.
Draco's hand smoothed over the skin of Harry's hip, loving the feel of the bone and muscle under skin, and then into the soft hair between his legs, finding the other man's cock and sliding his fingers along it. "Not much?" he smirked.
Moaning softly, Harry's eyes closed a bit as he replied, "Yeah."
"Why do you want me to do this?" Draco asked, his fingers closing around that hardening flesh.
"Because," Harry whispered, his voice going a bit too high when Draco wrapped a hand around him. He blushed hard and cleared his throat. "I want you to."
"That's not the why," Draco said softly. "Would you do this with anyone who had you in this room?" His fingers had begun to stroke Harry's cock gently and he pressed his leg between Harry's knees, encouraging him to open his legs.
Harry's legs fell open with little resistance. "No ... no ... not willingly," he replied, thrusting up into Draco's hand.
Draco pushed Harry back gently with his own body until the other man was on his back and the blond nearly atop him, straddling one of his thighs. "Why me then?" he asked.
"I ... I can't explain it ..." Harry whispered, reaching out to touch Draco.
"When?" Draco asked, watching Harry's hands reach and find him. He lowered his head and began sucking on one of Harry's nipples.
"When I can see you." Harry gasped, feeling as though his nipple had a direct connection to his cock.
Draco raised his head at that and asked, "You will tell me then, or that is when you want me?"
"I'll try to explain to you better when I can see you," Harry clarified, running his hand over Draco's sensitive chest.
Draco breathed in for a minute, but didn't stop. He would explain later, he thought. Now, he wanted to enjoy the time he had with Harry. He moved up, so that he was kneeling between Harry's legs. "Bend your knees," he said, one hand still stroking Harry while the other Summoned his wand.
Harry bent his knees with a sigh, trying to relax himself for what he thought Draco was going to do next.
Draco did a silent lube spell, switching hands on Harry's cock, sliding one up to replace the other so that they were both slick as he slid his right hand down below Harry's balls.
Harry's breathing sped up as Draco's fingers moved down. "It'll hurt, right?" he murmured, biting his lip nervously again.
"Some, but it should also feel good," Draco said, his finger teasing Harry's entrance, slicking it and caressing it. "I will stop if you want me to," Draco whispered.
Harry nodded with a small whimper, strange shocks of pleasure going through his body just from that touch.
Draco was panting now, sliding the tip of his finger into Harry as the man's body relaxed. "So beautiful," Draco purred. "Your body responds so well to me."
"Oh ...." Harry moaned softly, biting his lip harder. It felt strange, but definitely not bad. He wiggled his hips, showing Draco that it was okay.
His finger pushed deeper, sliding gently, and when he had enough room to move, Draco turned his finger, feeling for Harry's prostate and smiled when he found it, stroking gently.
Harry's hips jerked at the unexpected pleasure, a strangled moan forcing its way out of him. "What is that?" he managed to stutter, Draco's finger continuing to move over the spot.
"Part of the pleasure." Draco smirked, using the distraction to work in another finger as well. "You like this, don't you?" he asked.
Harry hissed at the bit of pain, hands moving to grip the sheets tightly. "Yes," he whispered, lifting his hips slightly as the pleasure overcame the pain.
"Relax, Harry," Draco soothed, one hand still stroking the brunet's cock while the other worked fingers inside him. "You look perfect like this."
"I d-don't know," Harry mumbled, breathing hard. He didn't think he was perfect at all.
"I know," Draco said. Harry was relaxed enough now that he was able to slide a third finger in, the slick heat so tight around his fingers made the blond's cock twitch, and he licked his lips.
"Ready," Harry groaned a few minutes later, Draco's fingers repeatedly rubbing against that spot. He didn't think he would last much longer if he continued. "Draco ...." He leaned up a bit and reached out, hand touching his soft hair.
Draco shivered as Harry touched him. He smiled and slid his fingers out and used the lube charm again, slicking his own cock. He was so hard that he moaned when he touched himself. Moving up into position, Draco looked down into Harry's eyes. "Ready for me, beautiful?" he asked.
Harry could almost feel Draco's gaze, the heat radiating off his body showing how much he wanted him. "I'm ready," he replied, looking to where he thought his face would be.
Draco pressed the head of his cock slowly into that tight opening. He pushed and felt himself breach Harry, the tightness making him cry out in pleasure. He stopped, not wanting to come too soon.
Harry shuddered, his eyes squeezing shut as he reached up, gripping Draco's arms. It hurt, but he didn't want him to stop.
Draco gasped, working to control himself as he slid forward. "Breathe, Harry," he said, "it will help."
Harry breathed in deeply, his legs opening wider to accommodate Draco.
Draco shut his eyes for a minute, feeling every inch of Harry as he pressed forward. He was breathing heavily by the time his cock was completely inside of the other man. "Oh, Gods, you feel amazing," he gasped, his hands sliding along Harry's thighs.
"I ... I feel full," Harry finally said, not knowing how else to explain the feeling. Again, it felt strange and the pain had subsided into nothing more than a slight burn, but he liked it. He moved his arms up Draco's arms, his nails gently scratching the skin.
Draco shivered at Harry's touch. "I am going to move now," he said, his voice trembling.
"Go on," he agreed softly, his hips shifting up. "I'm okay."
Draco pulled back, the feel of Harry's body gripping his made him moan, and then he moved forward again. He couldn't take his eyes off the man under him. Draco began to rock his hips, finding a rhythm and looking for an angle that would work for both of them.
Harry gasped when Draco managed to touch that spot again, tiny little sparks of pleasure going throughout his entire body. He moaned and wrapped his legs around Draco's waist, urging him on. "Good!"
Draco pumped his hips, the wet, tight heat of Harry's body making him moan and gasp. He wrapped his arms around Harry, pulling him close and kissing him as he continued to thrust.
Harry ran his fingers through Draco's hair as he kissed him, the occasional moan and groan coming from him. His erection was trapped in between them, and every time Draco thrust, his stomach would rub against it. He needed more. "Harder."
"Yes," Draco agreed and began to push harder, and faster, sliding his body against Harry's and enjoying the feel of their skin against skin.
"Fuck," he whimpered, gripping Draco's hair as the pace increased. "Not ... going to last ...."
"Yes, beautiful, come with me inside you," Draco whispered. He didn't think he could last much longer either and knowing that Harry was getting so much pleasure from this was even more intoxicating.
"A little more," Harry whispered, his legs tightening around Draco's waist, "please."
Draco pumped his hips faster, using his arms around Harry to press them together so that the other man's cock was sliding against Draco's belly. "Yes, oh yes," he panted.
Harry came a moment later, his body tensing and relaxing as he shuddered. "Draco," he choked out, gripping his shoulders tightly.
Draco gasped, coming with a moan as Harry's body tensed around his cock and he felt the other man's come on his chest. "Harry," Draco breathed when he could.
Harry felt like a puddle of mush as he lay on the bed, his legs slipping down from around Draco's waist.
Draco lay on top of Harry, breathing and pressing his face to the other man's chest. "Fantastic," he whispered.
"Bloody brilliant," Harry murmured, slowly beginning to breathe at a normal pace.
Draco chuckled, slipping out and laying down beside Harry. He was still panting and he smiled contentedly.
Harry turned a bit, sighing softly. "Thank you."
"Come here," Draco said, holding his arms open as he lay on his back.
Chapter Title: When I See You
Words: 2094 Words
It had been easier to be bold with Harry when the man hadn't known who he was, but now Draco felt unaccountably ... shy.
"Where are you?" Harry asked again, turning around. "I'm ready to go back."
"Sitting on the bed," Draco answered. "The bed is behind you."
"Oh ...." Harry moved back a bit until the back of his knees hit the bed. He sat down and scooted back.
Draco watched him, still and quiet as Harry lay back again. He wanted to reach out and touch him, but felt like he was waiting for something.
"Do you ... not want to kiss me anymore?" Harry asked gently.
"I want ...." Draco stopped. "Yes, I do want to kiss you."
"Then kiss me. I won't stop you now."
Draco stowed his wand and removed his robe. His shirt was still open, so he removed that too. After a moment of looking down at the naked man on the bed, he shed the rest as well. Then he climbed onto the bed until he knelt beside Harry.
Harry moved and got up on his knees, facing the direction that he thought Draco was in.
Draco's breath sped up again as he knelt facing Harry, both of them naked. He watched those green eyes searching in vain for sight of him, so he lifted a hand and cupped Harry's cheek.
Harry leaned into the touch, making a soft noise. "I hate this ...."
Draco pulled his hand back. "You said ...."
"No, not being able to see you. I probably look mental like this, too," he said softly.
"No, you look ... beautiful," Draco whispered, bringing his hand back up and leaning in to kiss Harry.
"I wish I could see you again," he whispered against those soft lips, wrapping his arms around Draco again.
"Feel me," Draco whispered, one hand in Harry's hair and the other sliding around his waist and up his back.
Harry blinked, his hands slowly moving down Draco's back. He shifted closer and pressed their chests together with a small gasp. "Feel me ...."
Draco's hands mirrored Harry's closely as they moved down again, delighting in the feel of his skin against skin.
"I want ... I ... I don't know what I want," Harry said softly, resting his chin on Draco's shoulder.
"I want ..." Draco began softly, "I want to make love to you."
Harry kissed Draco's shoulder, whispering, "I want you to."
"You are sure about this?" Draco asked pulling back to look at his face again.
"Yes, but I've never ... you know," he answered, looking to where he thought the other man's face was.
"I know," he answered kissing him softly again. "I know what to do."
Harry nodded. "You'll have to tell me."
Draco smiled. "My pleasure," he purred. "Just try to relax and do what feels good."
"I will," he said softly, trying to fight away how nervous he was becoming.
"Lay back," Draco said quietly, holding Harry and bringing him down to the bed.
Harry lay back on the bed, making sure Draco was there. He hoped this wasn't all some kind of trick.
Draco lay beside him, holding him in his arms and kissing him. He lost himself in what felt like a fantasy come true, forgetting everything else. He ran his hands down Harry's back until he was stroking his arse.
Harry tensed up slightly at the touch, wishing he could see something more than the black. "Keep talking," he whispered.
"I have thought of you, too," Draco said, his hands caressing Harry's arse and kissing his neck.
Harry bit his lip, blushing as he relaxed just a bit at his voice. "You have?"
"Yes," Draco said, one hand sliding around Harry's hip. "I thought you hated me though."
"No." He shifted closer. "Don't hate you ... much," he added with a small smile.
Draco's hand smoothed over the skin of Harry's hip, loving the feel of the bone and muscle under skin, and then into the soft hair between his legs, finding the other man's cock and sliding his fingers along it. "Not much?" he smirked.
Moaning softly, Harry's eyes closed a bit as he replied, "Yeah."
"Why do you want me to do this?" Draco asked, his fingers closing around that hardening flesh.
"Because," Harry whispered, his voice going a bit too high when Draco wrapped a hand around him. He blushed hard and cleared his throat. "I want you to."
"That's not the why," Draco said softly. "Would you do this with anyone who had you in this room?" His fingers had begun to stroke Harry's cock gently and he pressed his leg between Harry's knees, encouraging him to open his legs.
Harry's legs fell open with little resistance. "No ... no ... not willingly," he replied, thrusting up into Draco's hand.
Draco pushed Harry back gently with his own body until the other man was on his back and the blond nearly atop him, straddling one of his thighs. "Why me then?" he asked.
"I ... I can't explain it ..." Harry whispered, reaching out to touch Draco.
"When?" Draco asked, watching Harry's hands reach and find him. He lowered his head and began sucking on one of Harry's nipples.
"When I can see you." Harry gasped, feeling as though his nipple had a direct connection to his cock.
Draco raised his head at that and asked, "You will tell me then, or that is when you want me?"
"I'll try to explain to you better when I can see you," Harry clarified, running his hand over Draco's sensitive chest.
Draco breathed in for a minute, but didn't stop. He would explain later, he thought. Now, he wanted to enjoy the time he had with Harry. He moved up, so that he was kneeling between Harry's legs. "Bend your knees," he said, one hand still stroking Harry while the other Summoned his wand.
Harry bent his knees with a sigh, trying to relax himself for what he thought Draco was going to do next.
Draco did a silent lube spell, switching hands on Harry's cock, sliding one up to replace the other so that they were both slick as he slid his right hand down below Harry's balls.
Harry's breathing sped up as Draco's fingers moved down. "It'll hurt, right?" he murmured, biting his lip nervously again.
"Some, but it should also feel good," Draco said, his finger teasing Harry's entrance, slicking it and caressing it. "I will stop if you want me to," Draco whispered.
Harry nodded with a small whimper, strange shocks of pleasure going through his body just from that touch.
Draco was panting now, sliding the tip of his finger into Harry as the man's body relaxed. "So beautiful," Draco purred. "Your body responds so well to me."
"Oh ...." Harry moaned softly, biting his lip harder. It felt strange, but definitely not bad. He wiggled his hips, showing Draco that it was okay.
His finger pushed deeper, sliding gently, and when he had enough room to move, Draco turned his finger, feeling for Harry's prostate and smiled when he found it, stroking gently.
Harry's hips jerked at the unexpected pleasure, a strangled moan forcing its way out of him. "What is that?" he managed to stutter, Draco's finger continuing to move over the spot.
"Part of the pleasure." Draco smirked, using the distraction to work in another finger as well. "You like this, don't you?" he asked.
Harry hissed at the bit of pain, hands moving to grip the sheets tightly. "Yes," he whispered, lifting his hips slightly as the pleasure overcame the pain.
"Relax, Harry," Draco soothed, one hand still stroking the brunet's cock while the other worked fingers inside him. "You look perfect like this."
"I d-don't know," Harry mumbled, breathing hard. He didn't think he was perfect at all.
"I know," Draco said. Harry was relaxed enough now that he was able to slide a third finger in, the slick heat so tight around his fingers made the blond's cock twitch, and he licked his lips.
"Ready," Harry groaned a few minutes later, Draco's fingers repeatedly rubbing against that spot. He didn't think he would last much longer if he continued. "Draco ...." He leaned up a bit and reached out, hand touching his soft hair.
Draco shivered as Harry touched him. He smiled and slid his fingers out and used the lube charm again, slicking his own cock. He was so hard that he moaned when he touched himself. Moving up into position, Draco looked down into Harry's eyes. "Ready for me, beautiful?" he asked.
Harry could almost feel Draco's gaze, the heat radiating off his body showing how much he wanted him. "I'm ready," he replied, looking to where he thought his face would be.
Draco pressed the head of his cock slowly into that tight opening. He pushed and felt himself breach Harry, the tightness making him cry out in pleasure. He stopped, not wanting to come too soon.
Harry shuddered, his eyes squeezing shut as he reached up, gripping Draco's arms. It hurt, but he didn't want him to stop.
Draco gasped, working to control himself as he slid forward. "Breathe, Harry," he said, "it will help."
Harry breathed in deeply, his legs opening wider to accommodate Draco.
Draco shut his eyes for a minute, feeling every inch of Harry as he pressed forward. He was breathing heavily by the time his cock was completely inside of the other man. "Oh, Gods, you feel amazing," he gasped, his hands sliding along Harry's thighs.
"I ... I feel full," Harry finally said, not knowing how else to explain the feeling. Again, it felt strange and the pain had subsided into nothing more than a slight burn, but he liked it. He moved his arms up Draco's arms, his nails gently scratching the skin.
Draco shivered at Harry's touch. "I am going to move now," he said, his voice trembling.
"Go on," he agreed softly, his hips shifting up. "I'm okay."
Draco pulled back, the feel of Harry's body gripping his made him moan, and then he moved forward again. He couldn't take his eyes off the man under him. Draco began to rock his hips, finding a rhythm and looking for an angle that would work for both of them.
Harry gasped when Draco managed to touch that spot again, tiny little sparks of pleasure going throughout his entire body. He moaned and wrapped his legs around Draco's waist, urging him on. "Good!"
Draco pumped his hips, the wet, tight heat of Harry's body making him moan and gasp. He wrapped his arms around Harry, pulling him close and kissing him as he continued to thrust.
Harry ran his fingers through Draco's hair as he kissed him, the occasional moan and groan coming from him. His erection was trapped in between them, and every time Draco thrust, his stomach would rub against it. He needed more. "Harder."
"Yes," Draco agreed and began to push harder, and faster, sliding his body against Harry's and enjoying the feel of their skin against skin.
"Fuck," he whimpered, gripping Draco's hair as the pace increased. "Not ... going to last ...."
"Yes, beautiful, come with me inside you," Draco whispered. He didn't think he could last much longer either and knowing that Harry was getting so much pleasure from this was even more intoxicating.
"A little more," Harry whispered, his legs tightening around Draco's waist, "please."
Draco pumped his hips faster, using his arms around Harry to press them together so that the other man's cock was sliding against Draco's belly. "Yes, oh yes," he panted.
Harry came a moment later, his body tensing and relaxing as he shuddered. "Draco," he choked out, gripping his shoulders tightly.
Draco gasped, coming with a moan as Harry's body tensed around his cock and he felt the other man's come on his chest. "Harry," Draco breathed when he could.
Harry felt like a puddle of mush as he lay on the bed, his legs slipping down from around Draco's waist.
Draco lay on top of Harry, breathing and pressing his face to the other man's chest. "Fantastic," he whispered.
"Bloody brilliant," Harry murmured, slowly beginning to breathe at a normal pace.
Draco chuckled, slipping out and laying down beside Harry. He was still panting and he smiled contentedly.
Harry turned a bit, sighing softly. "Thank you."
"Come here," Draco said, holding his arms open as he lay on his back.