Close Enough

Ch 36 Well that’s different

Draco watched as his mate moved around the dance floor; his movements were intoxicating to watch, almost hypnotic. Tearing his eyes away from his mate for a second, Draco took the chance to look around at the other people; he noticed that very few of them were actually paying attention to Harry, those that were paid attention only because he was dancing near them. Harry wove his way around the dance floor, eyes closed the majority of the time; he took the time to share some of the energy and magic coursing through him with Draco using the bond, smirking to himself when he felt Draco’s shock.
Cloe and Cord slowly began to separate themselves, grinning like fools and making their way over to the bar. Hands still clasped tightly together, both girls smiled sheepishly at their friends when they walked past them to order a drink. Cord blushed slightly when she looked at her father, who merely raised an eyebrow and shook his head. Cloe took her drink and stood next to Ty, a small grin still playing at her lips.
“So, what did you guys think of the show?” Cord asked, looking between the three men, smiling.
“It was enjoyable. I have always enjoyed music.” Severus stated with a smile at his daughter, who smiled back before turning her attention to Draco.
“The show was amazing. You guys are great.” Draco said, still looking out into the crowd at Harry. “simply amazing.”
“Draco, I didn’t ask what you thought of Harry, I asked what you thought of the show!” Cord mockingly complained. “But I must admit, he kind of makes the show doesn’t he?” she giggled.
“Well he is a great showman.” Ty chimed in winking at Cloe.
“Ty, I am so glad you made it.” Cord grinned, turning her attention to him for the first time, “I know it was kind of last minute, but I thought since you keep asking up on Harry, that you might as well come see that he is fine for yourself.”
“You know that I am always ready to come to one of your shows, Cord. I wouldn’t miss it for the world. Besides, it gave me an opportunity to get to know our little Harry’s mate.” Ty shot a glance at Draco, “Seems that Painboy is in good hands.” Cloe looked at Ty strangely.
“Ty, what did you tell them?” Cloe asked, setting her empty drink glass down on the bar.
“Nothing. I didn’t tell them anything, swear.” Ty rushed, throwing his hands up in front of himself in defense.
“LIAR!” Cloe punched his shoulder gently, “I can feel the guilt on you. What did you tell them?” she asked, looking at the other two men quickly.
“…” Ty didn’t say anything for a long moment, but at Cloe’s hard stare and Cord looking at him like he was in this on his own, he answered her, “I told them where his nickname came from.” He finally stated quietly.
“You did what?!” Cord nearly screamed, before looking at Draco, “I’m sorry for my tactless friend. He deserves to have his entrails ripped out and fed to him.” Cord sighed and looked over to Cloe who was currently ripping into Ty. “I can’t believe that you didn’t kill him.”
“I wanted to,” Draco shot his godfather a look, “But someone stopped me.” Draco shrugged an elegant shoulder, “No big deal tho, I guess. I mean, it’s just another piece to the Harry Potter puzzle for me to work with.” A hungry grin crossed Draco’s face, “besides it’s good for me that he likes pain, I mean, I’m a Vampire, it’s very good to know that he will get off on me biting him all the time.” Draco looked back out at the dance floor to Harry, “now can you explain to me what the hell happened out here?” Draco asked, as he watched Harry slither his way toward where Pansy and Blaise were dancing.
“It’s a little hard to explain,” Cord said, ushering Draco away from the others toward a table, near where they had been standing. “as a Vampire you can smell things that most people can’t, faint hints of aromas in the air; sweat, blood, pheromones, arousal, spices, magic even.” Cord looked away from Draco, out toward Harry who was now slowly dancing around Draco’s friends as he had done Cord and Cloe earlier. “Now imagine that you could not only smell some of these things, but feel them; such as the magic, arousal, and even energy itself. He can do that, he can feel it. The Succubus in him calls to it, calls it out of his environment, and pulls it into him. If he was full blood, he would use it to seduce men in their sleep, however he is not full blood, he is part Veela as well.” Cord smiled and looked at Draco, “That’s what this is about, the Veela part of him wants to dance, take your cares away, draw you into his world with him. He is made of two sexual creatures; both charm. Lure, and attract, both live and breathe sex and sexual energy. In short, Harry is a sex demon, and this is just how he works. He is like an energy purifier. He sucks all of the sexual energy in from around him, amplifies it, purifies it, strengthens it, and then pushes it back at those he took it from.” She glances over at where Harry was again and pointed, “See what he’s doing? See that slight glow? He has taken from them, and now he is giving it back. Imagine the most excited state you have ever been in, imagine the most amazing sexual encounter that you have ever had; now imagine that times about a hundred and you still aren’t even close. It’s not sex, or an orgasm. It is just the most amazing feeling, like the best kind of mind fuck out there.” Cord and Draco watched as the glow radiated from Harry’s hands on their friend’s necks and then disappeared into them as they clung desperately to each other on the side of the dance floor.
“So, what you are saying is that he is an energy sponge? He sucks in all of the sexual energy and then wrings it back out of himself?” Draco looked at Cord skeptically, “why doesn’t he just keep it, and use it for himself? Take the pleasure as his own?”
“Yea, that’s what a normal person would do, isn’t it?” Cord laughed, “But our Harry, is anything but normal. It’s not that he can’t keep it, he could. He just chooses not to.” She sighed softly, “He explained it to me once, and he said that he loves the feeling of all the energy running through him, it calls to him, but it’s not his to keep.”
“So, he likes giving it back. He likes to give other’s their pleasure back?” Draco growled.
“Something like that.” Cord leaned closer to him, “look, I have this theory about the whole thing. Now I’ve only got a tiny bit of Succubus blood, but I have a feeling… that if it was his mate’s sexual energy that he could keep it, and use it as his own.” She smiled sheepishly, “you see, I can take a bit of Cloe’s and we can use the bond and push it back and forth a little. In the end… well let’s just say that it’s pretty amazing. That’s kind of what Harry does here, it’s just a little one sided, he gets all the energy, but they get all the pleasure.” Cord pointed to Pansy and Blaise who were now walking toward them, both blushing furiously, “if you don’t believe me, you can ask them. They would tell you the same thing I’m sure.” At that moment Cloe came up behind Cord and slid her arms around her neck.
“Hey sweet cheeks,” she giggled, “I think we need to get out of here.”
“Why?” Cord asked concernedly.
“Because, I don’t think that I’m up for the blanket release tonight.” Cord looked up into her bonded’s tired face and smiled.
“Alright, just let me talk to Draco for another second, go say goodbye to Severus and Ty... and your snarky little brother if you can tear him away from Pansy for two seconds.” Cloe smiled, kissed the top of Cord’s head and walked away. “Draco, I am aware that you have not fed, and I know that it is distressing, so I have an idea.”
“And that would be…?” Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.
“We are going to leave, so we aren’t going to be here for the blanket release. Now what I want you to do is keep an eye on Harry, watch for changes in him. He wouldn’t be opposed to you going to dance with him, I don’t think. He’d probably like it in fact.” She smiled at him, “I want you to watch for him to start to sparkle. You’ll see the magic swirling around him, and trust me you’ll know what I’m talking about, just get his consent for the bite and wait until then to do it. If I am right, you will add your pleasure and his pleasure to the release, which should be a…. very enjoyable experience for all involved.” With that Cord stood from the table, patted Draco’s shoulder, and left.
Draco watched her leave, thinking over what she had told him, wondering what exactly she meant. He watched as she met up with Cloe by the bar, and as the two girls left with Blaise and Pansy in tow. Soon after Severus looked up and caught his eye, with a curt nod of the head, he and Ty also left. Draco smiled softly and turned his attention back to Harry, who was still dancing in the middle of the large crowd, to his relief he wasn’t dancing with anyone, he was just dancing.

Harry was basking in the energy, the loud, driving dance rhythm that filled the air; he felt it coursing through his very skin. A slight shake of his head, caused Harry to regret not tying his hair back as he had planned when some of it stuck to his face. He smiled to himself as he reached for the hem of his tank top, pulling it quickly over his head. A small amount of concentration and he could feel the shirt change into the needed leather strap for his hair, so Harry happily pulled his hair back loosely at the nape of his neck; some still fell in his face, but only a few pieces. Cooler now without his shirt and hair in his face, Harry resumed his dance, feeling the energy seep into him.
The atmosphere near Harry changed quickly, in a moment the energy was different, and there was the scent of cedar and spice near him. He opened his eyes and found Draco leering predatorily at him from only an arms length away. Harry raised a pierced eyebrow at him and kept dancing; grinning as he could feel Draco’s interest through the bond. Draco moved a bit closer to his mate, watching carefully as the now shirtless young man’s toned muscles moved under his skin when he danced. He watched as Harry smirked at him, as he reached a hand toward Draco, eyebrow still raised as if in challenge. Draco closed the space between them in one step, placing his hands on Harry’s hips as he began to move in rhythm with him.
Hitting a mutual pace, the two young men locked eyes and got lost in their own world. The bond was screaming to both of them with their shared enjoyment of being close to one another; and was screaming even louder its pleasure in their common arousal. Harry could feel the energy speeding through his body, all the energy that he was picking up from around the club; now he could also feel a special energy coursing through him one that was more precious, Draco’s.
The magic began to swirl in the air around them, Cord was right, Draco could see the sparkling white crackles surrounding them both now. The rest of the club however didn’t seem to notice; Draco figured that it had to be something to do with his Vampire blood that let him be able to see it. A grin spread across his face as Harry reached up to rest his hands on Draco’s biceps as they danced; squeezing slightly as the swirling magic became more intense at the increased contact. Harry could feel the energy mounting, and he had never been touching someone when he blanket released before; he was a little afraid that it might actually hurt Draco, so he pulled back. upon feeling this worry though the bond, Draco wrapped his arms firmly around Harry’s waist, pulling their bodies flush together as they continued to move.
Harry moaned as his hips ground into Draco’s; this physical sensation coupled with the magical Creature and mental bond sensations were driving Harry’s body wild with near ecstasy. Draco smirked as he leaned forward whispering into Harry’s ear.
“You feel so good Harry.” Draco pushed his hips into Harry slightly, “I know how good you feel right now, the bond keeps telling me.” Draco ghosted his lips on the shell of Harry’s ear as he spoke, sending shivers through the smaller young man, “as good as you feel, I know a way to make it even better.” He softly licked the shell of Harry’s ear, causing Harry to gasp.
“How..?” Harry breathed, unable to form anymore words.
“Let me feed,” Draco’s mind felt victory was coming when Harry moaned at the mere mention of the idea, so Draco continued his verbal assault, “Do you remember how good it felt, my Harry? Do you remember the pain,” a nip to the ear, “the pleasure,” a small soothing lick, “I can feel that you want me to.” Draco emphasized his point by changing their position slightly pressing a thigh between Harry’s legs slightly, causing Harry to moan and his head to fall onto Draco’s shoulder. “I need to Harry. I need your blood to survive. I need it inside of me, it will help us complete the bond. Let me bond with you Harry. Let us find out what pleasures the bond can bring.” Harry gasped as Draco pushed as much of his arousal through the bond as he could, knowing the effect that it would have on his mate. “I want you, Harry. I need you. Let me bond with you, make our Creatures both scream in ecstasy.” Harry leaned into Draco, panting for breath, nodding.
“Do it, Draco.” Harry slurred. “I can’t hold it much longer.” That was all the consent Draco needed. Immediately he leaned down and kissed Harry’s pulse point, before licking it softly.
“Just relax, I’ve got you, my sweet Harry. Let yourself go.” With one last lick, Draco felt his gums burn, his fangs extend, and quickly sank them into the tender flesh of Harry’s neck.
“Oh gods.” Harry moaned loudly, as he clutched onto Draco’s shirt, grinding shameless on Draco’s thigh.
Draco groaned, drinking deeply the sweet nectar that was flooding into his mouth. he could feel the raw power in Harry’s blood coursing through him, and he tightened his hold on Harry’s waist, gripping his bare back tightly, before soothing it gently with his fingertips. Draco closed his eyes with the pure pleasure of enjoying his mates blood; slowing his drinking to prolong the experience. He smiled against Harry’s neck as he felt his mates movements become slightly frantic. Draco knew that the release was coming soon, in more ways than one, thus he carefully licked closed the bite mark and pulled his mouth away from Harry’s neck.
“My Harry.” Draco whispered in a low growl, “Let go for me, I’m here.” Harry pulled his head off of Draco’s shoulder and looked up at him, eye’s glowing a brilliant green. His eyes flicked toward Draco’s mouth, before going back to his eyes. Draco smiled softly and took the hint; leaning his mouth down to meet Harry’s in a tender kiss.
After only a moment, Harry’s hands were in Draco’s hair, pulling him closer; as the kiss changed from one that was soft and tender, to one that was fierce and bruising. Harry moaned, Draco growled biting gently at Harry’s bottom lip. Draco felt the hands in his hair tighten; the bond told him it was time, and suddenly the world went white.
Harry whimpered arching into Draco, clinging to him frantically. Draco could feel Harry push out the energy through the bond; it spread through him like wildfire, burning his insides before landing in his groin and causing him to arch into the body in front of him as he came hard.
The next Draco knew, he and Harry were still clutched tightly to each other standing in the middle of the dance floor; however there wasn’t much dancing going on around them anymore. When Draco opened his eyes he saw everyone around them was latched onto at least one other person; kissing, touching, tasting, grinding. As Draco’s eyes traveled around the room he saw two girls kissing heatedly while ripping at each other’s clothing; a couple of men stood just to their left, one giving the other a large love bite while being rubbed through his leather pants; twin blond men had a pretty brunet sandwiched between them, fondling her under her shirt and skirt. Not caring to witness anymore of this he looked down at Harry, who was holding tight to his shirt with his face buried in Draco’s chest, mumbling, softly.
“What did you say?” Draco asked pulling back slightly, so he could see Harry better.
“Thank you.” Harry whispered into Draco’s chest, refusing to look up.
“Whatever for?” Draco inquired confusedly.
“For everything.” Draco felt Harry move one of his hands; it slid down his side to rest gently on his hip. Suddenly Draco felt the effects of a cleaning spell, even if he didn’t hear the words. “That was a bit intense.” Harry mumbled, holding Draco tightly to him.
“Yea it was.” Looking around the club again. “Is this usually what happens?” Draco asked.
“Is what usually what happens?” Harry questioned.
“This, what happened to them?” Draco removed one of his hands from Harry, putting his fingers under the smaller man’s chin forcing his face up to look around the club. “I mean, is that what usually happens?”
“Well, no.” Harry answered, brow furrowed. “That’s definitely new.” Harry looked up at Draco again, a look of pure confusion on his face, “I think it’s you, you’ve never been here before. You changed it.”
“I don’t see how. I don’t have any Creature in me except Vampire, and that doesn’t cause this type of reaction.” Draco gestured toward the people writhing around them.
“No, I think you changed it, because of the bond with me. You and the bond, made this different somehow.” Harry smiled shyly, “better for me though.”
“Oh Harry.” Draco chuckled, “I can make it better for you anytime.” Draco smirked, before planting a kiss on the now blushing Harry’s forehead. “How about we get out of here?” Harry just nodded, and allowed Draco to lead him out of the mass of bodies through the club, before flooing their way back to Hogwarts.