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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
36
Views:
40,035
Reviews:
227
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
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The Prize
Chapter Number/Total: 36/36
Chapter Title: The Prize
Words: 1531 Words
Harry landed on the roof and got off his broom, feeling completely energised as he looked around. He had waited so long to fly, and it was even better with Draco. He grinned when Draco landed a few moments later. "That was the best!" he yelled, grinning at him.
"Told you I would beat you, Potter!" Draco laughed.
"You did not beat me!" Harry exclaimed, running over to him.
"I did too!" Draco grinned. "I made it to that flag pole before you did."
"You only think you did!" Harry replied, scowling at him.
"And I would have beat you back if it hadn't been for that damn bird," Draco said and smirked.
"Don't get mad at a bird just because you suck, Malfoy!" Harry said, laughing.
Draco raised an eyebrow at the other man, setting his broom aside and putting his hands on his hips. "I think you are the one who sucks, Potter," he drawled.
"No, I believe you are," Harry said, not getting the reference yet.
They were on the roof of number twelve, Grimmauld Place and spelled to be unobserved by anyone not close by. Draco grinned and strode forward, grabbing the back of Harry's hair with his claws and tilting the man's head back to look into his eyes. "You suck me very well," he said hotly.
Harry gasped slightly, still surprised at how fast Draco could move now. "I'm glad you think so," he murmured, looking up at him.
Draco grinned up at the open sky and then back down into those green eyes. "Show me," he growled. "Here, now." He pulled on Harry's hair so that the man would go to his knees.
Harry slowly got down on his knees, reaching for Draco's jeans as he did. He was glad they had decided to use that spell now.
Draco growled low in his throat as Harry unfastened his jeans. He licked his lips and ran claws through the other man's hair.
Harry shuddered softly, pulling Draco's cock out and stroking him slowly.
"Yes," Draco practically purred. "Use that hot mouth on my cock," he said. "Suck me, beautiful."
Harry sucked Draco's flesh inside his mouth a moment later, moaning at the taste. He gripped his hips as he began to suck hard, his head bobbing.
"Slowly," Draco admonished, breath hitching at the feel.
Harry slowed down, his tongue mapping out every single sensitive spot on his cock. He loved making Draco feel this way.
Draco watched Harry's lips slide up and down and his tongue lick his cock. "I am going to come down your throat and then I am going to turn you over that short wall there and fuck you," he told Harry.
Harry moaned loudly, loving when Draco talked to him like that. He wanted to turn over right then and there.
Draco pulled Harry's hair tighter, coming then with a sharp sound like a bark.
Harry squeezed his eyes shut, swallowing as much as he could. He reached to grip himself through his trousers with a moan.
"Don't come yet," Draco growled. "Keep sucking." He had found that since his transition, he could stay hard for hours, even coming repeatedly.
Harry let go of himself as he continued to suck, ignoring the slight ache in his jaw.
"Yes," Draco growled. Then he pulled on Harry's hair again. "Up," he said.
Harry slowly got up, watching Draco's face. He was so hard that he knew he wouldn't last long if he touched himself.
"Drop your pants," Draco said, "and put your hands on the wall."
Harry turned and undid his trousers, pushing them down. He leaned on the wall and waited for Draco, his breath quickening.
Draco growled, wrapping clawed hands around Harry's hips and rubbing his slick cock along the crevice of the man's arse. "Going to fuck you hard," Draco's voice rumbled, deep.
"Yeah, fuck me," Harry moaned, pushing back against him. "Please ...."
Draco's chuckle was so deep it sounded more like a growl and he angled his hips so that the head of his cock pressed against Harry's opening. In a quick thrust, he pushed forward and pulled Harry's hips back against him, sheathing himself inside the man.
Harry cried out, his eyes squeezing shut again as his nails tried to grip the wall.
Claws digging into Harry's hips, Draco began to pull back slowly and then thrust forward hard and deep.
Harry rested his forehead against the wall, the pain and pleasure making his heart beat faster. "Draco," he groaned, clenching around him slightly. He reached to touch himself again.
Draco was growling loudly now, the smell of their sweat and Harry's blood making him forget words as he continued to thrust deep into Harry.
Harry moved with him, stroking himself in time with the thrusts. "Fuck," he whimpered, biting his lip.
Draco lost himself in the feeling of Harry's body. "Fuck, yes," he growled, going faster so that he was practically slamming Harry into the wall now.
Harry pressed his cheek against the wall, the stone rubbing against it roughly. He wouldn't be surprised if the side of his face ended up bruised and scratched, but it was all worth it.
"Come for me," Draco growled against Harry's ear as he thrust into him.
Harry cried out again as he came hard, his body shuddering. "Draco," he moaned, clenching again.
Harry's body clenching around his cock had Draco arching into him, coming long and hard.
Harry relaxed against the wall, breathing hard as he felt Draco come. It felt like he could go on for hours, and Harry was sure he would if Draco wanted to.
Draco pressed Harry into the wall, holding himself inside the other man with his face pressed alongside his lover's. "I could fuck you like this forever," he growled. "I love the way your body holds me inside, never wanting to let go."
"I love it," Harry whispered, still panting, "so much."
"And I love you," Draco whispered, licking Harry's ear.
"I love you, too, Draco," Harry said, smiling at the gesture.
Draco grinned and thrust a couple more times, making Harry gasp, before pulling out.
Harry whimpered, nearly tripping over his trousers as he tried to turn around and look at his lover.
Draco grinned at him, one eyebrow raised and his canine teeth glinting in that once perfect smile.
"Not a word," he murmured, pulling up his trousers before wrapping his arms around Draco's neck and kissing him. "I love those teeth," he murmured.
Draco kissed him back, bloody claws now curled in protectively. "The better to bite you with." He whispered the line from the old fairy tale.
Harry laughed, nipping at his bottom lip. "You'd better ...."
Draco grinned. "I'm hungry," he said. "Let's go see what that foolish house-elf has made for dinner."
"Stop calling him foolish," Harry muttered, shifting. He could feel blood and come running down his thighs and he paused, looking up at him. "Carry me! Since I won."
Draco's laugh was nearly a bark. "In your dreams, Potter," he laughed, but then scooped him up in his arms. "I'm carrying you because I won and you are my prize."
"Yeah, whatever. You'll think what you want, and I'll think what I want," Harry said, wrapping his arms around Draco's neck again.
Draco shifted Harry's weight, slinging him over his shoulder and swatting him playfully on the arse.
"Hey!" Harry made a fist and hit the other man, knowing that it wouldn't be more than just a tap to Draco.
Draco's response was to laugh, picking up their brooms with his other hand and going to the door to the attic.
"Not funny." Harry huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. He was so used to Draco carrying him around like this that he wasn't worried about being dropped. "Go to the kitchen!"
"The kitchen?" Draco asked, still laughing as he made his way down the stairs.
"Yeah," Harry said, bouncing with each step. It made him laugh a bit. "I'm hungry."
Draco huffed, stopping at their room to put the brooms by the door and then continuing down the stairs. "You are a pushy git," he gruffed, smacking Harry again.
Harry laughed, even as he jumped. "I can't help that part!"
"Behave yourself," Draco said, laughing. "Or I might just drop you."
"You wouldn't!" Harry said, gripping the back of Draco's robes anyway. Just in case.
Draco chuckled, the noise sounding a bit like a growl.
Their laughter set off the portrait of Mrs Black, which just seemed to make Draco laugh harder.
Harry covered his ears, laughing harder, too. "Everyone will come out to see what's wrong!" he called out over the noise, snickering.
Predictably, Remus stuck his head out of the library. "What is it with you two?" he complained. "I think you like to set her off!"
Draco grinned walking up to Remus. "He's the noisy one," he said, giving Harry another swat.
"Sorry, Remus!" Harry said, jerking again. Scowling, he attempted to hit Draco again. "He started it!"
Remus shook his head, smiling. "Carry on," he said, knowing they would anyway, and retreated back to the library.
[Ah, you have reached the end of our little tale. We hoped you enjoyed it. Please review. Would you like a copy of this story? There is a book-style PDF available for download at: http://www.slashpervert.com/blindbeauty.htm ]
[Oh, you have questions? Well, some things our characters never figured out. For example, we authors are assuming Harry's sight was taken by magic, but may have remained gone for psychological reasons. We don't know the answer. Nor do we know what they will do next. They may tell us some time. If they do, we will write it for you.]
[P.S. There is now a sequel, see Beauty’s Beast.]
Chapter Title: The Prize
Words: 1531 Words
Harry landed on the roof and got off his broom, feeling completely energised as he looked around. He had waited so long to fly, and it was even better with Draco. He grinned when Draco landed a few moments later. "That was the best!" he yelled, grinning at him.
"Told you I would beat you, Potter!" Draco laughed.
"You did not beat me!" Harry exclaimed, running over to him.
"I did too!" Draco grinned. "I made it to that flag pole before you did."
"You only think you did!" Harry replied, scowling at him.
"And I would have beat you back if it hadn't been for that damn bird," Draco said and smirked.
"Don't get mad at a bird just because you suck, Malfoy!" Harry said, laughing.
Draco raised an eyebrow at the other man, setting his broom aside and putting his hands on his hips. "I think you are the one who sucks, Potter," he drawled.
"No, I believe you are," Harry said, not getting the reference yet.
They were on the roof of number twelve, Grimmauld Place and spelled to be unobserved by anyone not close by. Draco grinned and strode forward, grabbing the back of Harry's hair with his claws and tilting the man's head back to look into his eyes. "You suck me very well," he said hotly.
Harry gasped slightly, still surprised at how fast Draco could move now. "I'm glad you think so," he murmured, looking up at him.
Draco grinned up at the open sky and then back down into those green eyes. "Show me," he growled. "Here, now." He pulled on Harry's hair so that the man would go to his knees.
Harry slowly got down on his knees, reaching for Draco's jeans as he did. He was glad they had decided to use that spell now.
Draco growled low in his throat as Harry unfastened his jeans. He licked his lips and ran claws through the other man's hair.
Harry shuddered softly, pulling Draco's cock out and stroking him slowly.
"Yes," Draco practically purred. "Use that hot mouth on my cock," he said. "Suck me, beautiful."
Harry sucked Draco's flesh inside his mouth a moment later, moaning at the taste. He gripped his hips as he began to suck hard, his head bobbing.
"Slowly," Draco admonished, breath hitching at the feel.
Harry slowed down, his tongue mapping out every single sensitive spot on his cock. He loved making Draco feel this way.
Draco watched Harry's lips slide up and down and his tongue lick his cock. "I am going to come down your throat and then I am going to turn you over that short wall there and fuck you," he told Harry.
Harry moaned loudly, loving when Draco talked to him like that. He wanted to turn over right then and there.
Draco pulled Harry's hair tighter, coming then with a sharp sound like a bark.
Harry squeezed his eyes shut, swallowing as much as he could. He reached to grip himself through his trousers with a moan.
"Don't come yet," Draco growled. "Keep sucking." He had found that since his transition, he could stay hard for hours, even coming repeatedly.
Harry let go of himself as he continued to suck, ignoring the slight ache in his jaw.
"Yes," Draco growled. Then he pulled on Harry's hair again. "Up," he said.
Harry slowly got up, watching Draco's face. He was so hard that he knew he wouldn't last long if he touched himself.
"Drop your pants," Draco said, "and put your hands on the wall."
Harry turned and undid his trousers, pushing them down. He leaned on the wall and waited for Draco, his breath quickening.
Draco growled, wrapping clawed hands around Harry's hips and rubbing his slick cock along the crevice of the man's arse. "Going to fuck you hard," Draco's voice rumbled, deep.
"Yeah, fuck me," Harry moaned, pushing back against him. "Please ...."
Draco's chuckle was so deep it sounded more like a growl and he angled his hips so that the head of his cock pressed against Harry's opening. In a quick thrust, he pushed forward and pulled Harry's hips back against him, sheathing himself inside the man.
Harry cried out, his eyes squeezing shut again as his nails tried to grip the wall.
Claws digging into Harry's hips, Draco began to pull back slowly and then thrust forward hard and deep.
Harry rested his forehead against the wall, the pain and pleasure making his heart beat faster. "Draco," he groaned, clenching around him slightly. He reached to touch himself again.
Draco was growling loudly now, the smell of their sweat and Harry's blood making him forget words as he continued to thrust deep into Harry.
Harry moved with him, stroking himself in time with the thrusts. "Fuck," he whimpered, biting his lip.
Draco lost himself in the feeling of Harry's body. "Fuck, yes," he growled, going faster so that he was practically slamming Harry into the wall now.
Harry pressed his cheek against the wall, the stone rubbing against it roughly. He wouldn't be surprised if the side of his face ended up bruised and scratched, but it was all worth it.
"Come for me," Draco growled against Harry's ear as he thrust into him.
Harry cried out again as he came hard, his body shuddering. "Draco," he moaned, clenching again.
Harry's body clenching around his cock had Draco arching into him, coming long and hard.
Harry relaxed against the wall, breathing hard as he felt Draco come. It felt like he could go on for hours, and Harry was sure he would if Draco wanted to.
Draco pressed Harry into the wall, holding himself inside the other man with his face pressed alongside his lover's. "I could fuck you like this forever," he growled. "I love the way your body holds me inside, never wanting to let go."
"I love it," Harry whispered, still panting, "so much."
"And I love you," Draco whispered, licking Harry's ear.
"I love you, too, Draco," Harry said, smiling at the gesture.
Draco grinned and thrust a couple more times, making Harry gasp, before pulling out.
Harry whimpered, nearly tripping over his trousers as he tried to turn around and look at his lover.
Draco grinned at him, one eyebrow raised and his canine teeth glinting in that once perfect smile.
"Not a word," he murmured, pulling up his trousers before wrapping his arms around Draco's neck and kissing him. "I love those teeth," he murmured.
Draco kissed him back, bloody claws now curled in protectively. "The better to bite you with." He whispered the line from the old fairy tale.
Harry laughed, nipping at his bottom lip. "You'd better ...."
Draco grinned. "I'm hungry," he said. "Let's go see what that foolish house-elf has made for dinner."
"Stop calling him foolish," Harry muttered, shifting. He could feel blood and come running down his thighs and he paused, looking up at him. "Carry me! Since I won."
Draco's laugh was nearly a bark. "In your dreams, Potter," he laughed, but then scooped him up in his arms. "I'm carrying you because I won and you are my prize."
"Yeah, whatever. You'll think what you want, and I'll think what I want," Harry said, wrapping his arms around Draco's neck again.
Draco shifted Harry's weight, slinging him over his shoulder and swatting him playfully on the arse.
"Hey!" Harry made a fist and hit the other man, knowing that it wouldn't be more than just a tap to Draco.
Draco's response was to laugh, picking up their brooms with his other hand and going to the door to the attic.
"Not funny." Harry huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. He was so used to Draco carrying him around like this that he wasn't worried about being dropped. "Go to the kitchen!"
"The kitchen?" Draco asked, still laughing as he made his way down the stairs.
"Yeah," Harry said, bouncing with each step. It made him laugh a bit. "I'm hungry."
Draco huffed, stopping at their room to put the brooms by the door and then continuing down the stairs. "You are a pushy git," he gruffed, smacking Harry again.
Harry laughed, even as he jumped. "I can't help that part!"
"Behave yourself," Draco said, laughing. "Or I might just drop you."
"You wouldn't!" Harry said, gripping the back of Draco's robes anyway. Just in case.
Draco chuckled, the noise sounding a bit like a growl.
Their laughter set off the portrait of Mrs Black, which just seemed to make Draco laugh harder.
Harry covered his ears, laughing harder, too. "Everyone will come out to see what's wrong!" he called out over the noise, snickering.
Predictably, Remus stuck his head out of the library. "What is it with you two?" he complained. "I think you like to set her off!"
Draco grinned walking up to Remus. "He's the noisy one," he said, giving Harry another swat.
"Sorry, Remus!" Harry said, jerking again. Scowling, he attempted to hit Draco again. "He started it!"
Remus shook his head, smiling. "Carry on," he said, knowing they would anyway, and retreated back to the library.
[Ah, you have reached the end of our little tale. We hoped you enjoyed it. Please review. Would you like a copy of this story? There is a book-style PDF available for download at: http://www.slashpervert.com/blindbeauty.htm ]
[Oh, you have questions? Well, some things our characters never figured out. For example, we authors are assuming Harry's sight was taken by magic, but may have remained gone for psychological reasons. We don't know the answer. Nor do we know what they will do next. They may tell us some time. If they do, we will write it for you.]
[P.S. There is now a sequel, see Beauty’s Beast.]