Harry Potter and the Odd Relationship

A/N: I'm so insanely sorry for the delay. Life happened. But I thank you all for the fabulous reviews. Such as- paigeey07, Night the Storyteller, shadowama, Maizeysugah, thrnbrooke, DracaMalfoy, Daft Fear, and JT.

I'd especially like to thank JT who was my guest beta for this chapter. And also mistressmanage who encouraged the sex out of me and reassured me it wasn't too dull. All mistakes are mine, not theirs. And without further ado...


Harry knew he should fight the pressure that was building in his lungs but he didn’t want to yet take his lips away from Draco. He pulled his face reluctantly away from the other and took a deep breath.

Draco couldn’t control himself and latched back onto Harry’s mouth. He growled as he dragged Harry’s lower lip in between his teeth and nibbled softly. Harry groaned into the boy’s mouth, unable to think of anything except for the sweet smell of vanilla that abused his senses. Draco felt smooth under Harry’s wandering fingertips, stroking unclothed skin. The rustling of fabric against fabric irritated the raven-haired boy to no end. He needed clothes off.

It was as if Draco was psychic because he quickly whipped Harry’s shirt over his head. He tilted Harry’s head and placed tiny kisses along his neck. The kisses soon turned into nips and Harry choked back a groan in the back of his throat.

"I can’t believe I finally have you like this. Wanting me, Harry. Needing me."

Draco’s hands stroked every inch of his chest, feeling nipples harden under his touch. He pinched them between his forefinger and thumb. Harry’s breathing increased and he groaned. He felt embarrassed for the noises that escaped until Draco applied more pressure to his areolas. Draco stuck his tongue out and traced the first nub. Harry thought that Draco’s tongue felt like cool soft satin against his flesh. He sucked in a breath shakily as Draco sucked the nipple into his mouth. Harry’s cock felt like fever, so hot and looking for a cure.

Draco licked his nipple once more and blew cool air onto it. Harry made out gray eyes dancing with excitement as a quiver shook his frame. Draco abandoned the nipple for the next as his hand ghosted over Harry’s chest, past his abdomen and navel. A pale hand easily slipped into baggy pants and made its way past boxers, straight to hardness. His dick throbbed. Harry bucked into Draco’s hand as it rubbed against the length of his cock. His thumb flicked over the piss slit and Harry found a hard time trying to catch his breath. He smelled sweat and come in his nostrils. He tasted dryness on his lips.

Harry pumped into Draco’s hand trying to speed up the pace, but Malfoy would not be deterred. Deliberate strokes spread the precome over Harry’s dick. Draco took his mouth away from the engorged nipple and his lips brushed against the scarred boy’s lower lip. Harry sighed deeply and reached his hand to Draco’s pants, popping off buttons until he came in contact with flesh. He whipped Draco’s hardness out of his pants.

Harry outlined the pale dick with his fingertip. Draco groaned. Pride rested in Harry’s heart as he seized the rod and squeezed. Draco threw his head back and moaned as his hand slipped from Harry’s cock. "Fuck."

He wasn’t sure if the words were from himself or Draco. And he frankly didn't care. He pushed Draco down to the floor and lowered the pants to his ankles. Harry shoved his own jeans down to his knees and aligned his body with Draco’s in between his legs. He bit his lip as his arms quivered. He craved to collapse on Draco and feel completely at peace with skin slapping against skin. Unable to wait on Harry to make the first move, Draco moved his hips up to feel warmth against his crotch.

They both gasped and Harry felt close. He lowered his pelvis into Draco’s and began humping into him. Harry looked down and never thought anyone looked so beautiful. Draco’s face was flushed and his eyes were squeezed shut. He grabbed at Harry’s arse cheeks to bring the boy closer to his groin. Draco’s hair was matted to his forehead and Harry couldn’t have dreamt of a more perfect being.

Cocks rubbed against each other, precome mixing together, making it easier to grind.

"Hmm. Yes," Draco whispered. "Fuck Harry. I’m so close."

"Do it. C’mon, love. Come for me," he grunted as he picked up speed. "I want you to do it. Come for me, baby. I love you."

With those words, Draco jetted jism onto his and Harry’s stomach. Harry pumped once, twice and he came. He crumpled against Draco, burying his head in blond hair and pale skin.

"You smell like vanilla," Harry murmured, closing his eyes.

"We should get up, Harry. Snape will be back any minute."

"He can go fuck himself for all I care." His eyes were still closed and he began to run his hand through Draco’s tresses.

"I know. But I really don’t want another detention when I could be spending more time with you."

"Okay, Draco." Harry sat up and pulled his pants up as Draco did the same. With a Reparo, the buttons were replaced and the clothes were fixed.

No sooner had the boys stood up, Snape entered the classroom.

His eyebrows rose to his greasy hairline as he surveyed the classroom. "What the bloody hell happened in this fucking room?"

"Um." Draco slid his hand into Harry’s and squeezed it. Snape furrowed his eyebrows at the action between the two rivals.

Before Harry could make a sensible excuse, Draco came to his rescue. "Well, Professor, it was quite an acci-"

Snape silenced him with a whish of his hand. "That is not the case. Where is my potion?"
"It fell, Professor," Draco answered, gray eyes staring at black.

Severus sauntered over to the cauldron that lay abandoned on the floor. "This was full. Where is the rest of the potion that isn’t decorating the ground?"

"It fell on us. But we did a drying spell on ourselves."

The professor rubbed his forehead and groaned. "Idiots! I was brewing Amorteia!"

"That one love potion?" Draco asked. "That makes people nutters for others?"

"Yes. Which is why I assume you’re stroking Potter’s hand?"

Draco took a step back and frowned. When Harry tried to gather his attention, Draco studied the floor. Does he bloody hate me now? It wasn’t my fucking fault. Well, not really. Harry frowned, feeling rather put out by the situation.

Snape sighed and went to his desk. He opened his drawer and pulled out a rather large potions book. Harry thought the leather cover of the book looked about as greasy as Snape’s hair did, but of course he kept this opinion to himself.

The Potion’s Professor started speaking once he opened the book to the section he wanted. "Apparently, a case like this has never occurred before. That was a very potent potion-one that was absorbed into your skin. Usually it takes one vial for the potion to work. And it’s either entered through the bloodstream through injection or digested in liquid form. So as it stands, I’m shocked that you two are not shagging in the middle of my classroom as I speak."

Harry blushed and glanced at Draco. The boy was still staring at the floor and it hurt him. Why the hell does it hurt so bad? So what if he’s not looking at me? It’s not as though my world revolves around him. He’s still a stupid git. A handsome, bloody sexy git. And a ponce. With really talented hands. Fuck! Harry, what the hell are you thinking? For Merlin’s sake, shut up already!

Snape cleared his throat. "…So did you get that, Potter?"

"Um."

"There’s nothing I can do now. Although you two did not complete the detention and now cause me to have to complete cumbersome research, I strongly suggest getting out of my sight. A hex might possibly fly out of my wand if you don’t. Once I find out how to correct this situation, there will be long detentions full of brewing awaiting both of you. Now, leave."

Draco pushed by Harry, touching his hand as he left. The blond head never looked up nor said a word as he exited the room.
Harry sighed.

Snape flipped through pages. "Those feelings you feel now are not real, Potter. I strongly suggest you try to control them or it will not be pleasant in the end."

He nodded and left the classroom. If it’s not bloody real, then why does it feel like it?

So that was definitely my first ever sex scene. And I had hilarious commentary from JT that it seemed a lot more humorous than passionate. Let me know what you guys think. Toodles!