Every One Wants Harry Potter Version 2
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
7
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4,217
Reviews:
8
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Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Harry and Draco slowly entered the Slytherin common room, cautiously looking around the corner, and were met by at least 30 sets of eyes. All who were waiting for their prince to head to bed first. When they saw the two 7th years enter the common room holding hands, the wolf whistles and cat calls started and even someone shouted, “ABOUT TIME!” Harry blushed and ducked his head behind Draco’s shoulder, who just smirked with a slight barely visible flush.
Draco walked up to a door and pulled it open, yanking Harry inside, before slamming it closed. Also casting a locking spell on it. “No silencing spell?” Harry asked nervously. Draco sighed, “Fine,” then muttered a quick one, “Now you can scream as loud as you want, happy?” Harry walked up to Draco, putting his arms around his waist saying, “Of course.”
Harry smiled momentarily before pulling away to look around the room. There was a queen sized 4-poster bed with a black comforter, pulled slightly back showing silk silver sheets. Harry eyes skimmed over the trunk at the end of the bed. All in all the room looked extremely tidy, “Nice.” Harry said, plopping down onto the bed.
“Thanks.” Draco said, walking gracefully over to Harry, slowly removing his robe, leaving him only in a pair of black slacks, which did nothing to hide his boner, and a silver button down shirt. Harry licked his lips. “Like what you see?” Draco asked seductively.
Harry smirked, “Maybe” and then reached forward to hook two fingers in Draco’s belt loops, yanking him closer, between his legs and then looked up at him. Draco looked down and smiled before using a burst of wandless magic to pop the top button to his slacks.
“Are you trying to tell me something?” Harry asked innocently. “Maybe.” Draco said lifting Harry’s chin with a finger. Harry smiled and keeping his eyes locked with Draco’s, sucked the digit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip, scraping his teeth against the pad. Draco groaned as finger was encased in the wet heat that was Harry’s mouth.
Draco removed his finger regretfully, before grabbing his chin, pressing his lips hard against Harry’s. Harry kissed back just as fervently. He pulled away breathless, smiling. “Do me a favor while you’re down there?” Draco asked him, mischievously. “Maybe.” Harry replied, then leaned forward and caught the zipper to Draco’s pants with his teeth, pulling it down slowly.
The sound of the zipper being slid down filled the room. Draco moved his hands to Harry’s shoulders as his knees began to weaken in anticipation. Harry, fingers still in the belt loops, pulled the pants down slowly, teasingly. Underneath the slacks, Draco wore black silk boxers.
Draco suddenly pushed on Harry’s shoulders, laying him flat, he had changed his mind about the blowjob in favor of just wanting to get Harry naked as fast as possible.
Harry had fallen back on his elbows with a confused look on his face. Draco just smirked and lifted his hands to his buttons on his shirt, popping them open one after another, slowly. Harry’s eyes followed Draco’s hands as if his life depended on it, feasting on the flesh shown.
When all the buttons were removed, Draco let the shirt slip sensually off his shoulders, now only clad in a pair of boxers. Draco got onto the bed and straddled Harry’s hips, using his hands to lay him flat on his back.
Draco slid his hands under Harry’s shirt, kneading the firm quidditch muscles, and teasingly thumbed the nipples. Harry sighed, moving his hands to Draco’s hips. “Nuh uh… no touching.” Draco tisked and grabbed Harry’s hands, pinning them over his head, “Now… about those clothes…” Draco then whispered a charm in Harry’s ear.
Harry’s clothes, boxers included, turned into strips of fabric. Draco brushed the couple of strings on Harry’s chest away, “Beautiful.” He whispered. Harry blushed, “So are you.” Draco smiled, “I know.” He said smugly.
“Now where to start…” Draco said switching to hold Harry’s hands with just one of his and then traced a finger, on his free, hand down Harry’s chest, tracing circles around his nipples, flicking them before dragging it lower.
“Tease.” Harry mumbled, squirming as Draco’s fingers lay a few innocent inches from his throbbing cock. Draco laughed, “I’m only a tease unless I don’t go through with what I started.” Draco’s hand finally closed over Harry’s member, “And I plan on following through on everything I started.” And then started to slowly stroke up and down, adding a twist at the top every once in a while.
Draco leaned forward to nuzzle and nip at Harry’s neck, where Draco’s mark already lay, making it brighter. Harry leaned his neck back to make room for Draco to attack, while he moaned his name. Draco whispered a lubricating charm and his hand slid up and down easier.
Harry gasped as the hand coated his erection in lubrication, reveling in the texture. Draco finally released Harry’s hands, knowing he was too distracted to do anything with them, then slid down Harry’s body, nipping at his collarbone, nipples, and plunging his tongue into Harry’s navel, and smirking as the Gryffindor’s back arched.
Draco released Harry’s cock from his grip and slid his fingers down behind his balls, and ran his still lubricated fingers over the pucker, prodding gently. Harry tensed slightly before relaxing with a sigh, sounding content, feeling like he just came home.
Draco scraped his teeth over Harry’s hip before smoothing his tongue over it and continuing on. Draco breathed hot air over the head of Harry’s cock. Harry trembled with want, “Please” he said gripping tight at the sheets on either side of his head. “I can’t… please” Draco grinned at how easy it was to make the emerald eyed Gryffindor incoherent.
Draco licked at the tip of Harry’s cock before wrapping his mouth around it, swirling his tongue around it, while gently sliding his finger into Harry’s tight hole. Harry moaned at the attention Draco was giving him, it was almost too much… almost.
Draco took more of Harry’s cock into his mouth, while curling his finger inside him, searching for the gland that would make him see white lightning. Draco added another finger and curled to the left, and he felt it.
“Oh” Harry gasped, pushing down against Draco’s magical fingers, fucking himself on them. Draco rubbed the spot a little more before adding another finger. “Now” Harry gasped, he wasn’t going to last much longer under these ministrations.
Draco removed his fingers saying another lubrication charm, coating his own neglected member with his free hand, as he let Harry’s cock slip from his mouth before sliding up Harry’s body. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco’s neck, pulling their mouths together.
Draco ran a hand up and down Harry’s side soothingly as his other hand guided his hot prick into Harry’s tight hole. Harry squeezed his eyes shut, trying to relax. Draco cupped Harry’s cheek, whispering, “Open your eyes, watch me.” Harry slowly peered up Draco, locking their eyes. Draco licked the tear he saw slide down Harry’s cheek.
Harry smiled at Draco and lifted his hips and wrapped his legs around Draco’s waist to signal for him to continue. Draco lost his breath as the movement caused him to sink deeper into Harry’s tight heat.
Draco pulled Harry into a searing kiss as he started a slow rhythm, more rocking than fucking. Draco reached between them to grasp Harry’s leaking cock, rubbing him in time to the rocking. The rhythm they hadn’t didn’t last ass they both neared the apex (my new vocab word from English, sorry, I felt the need to use it, lol, it means the height, the top) of there orgasms and turned into frantic thrusts.
Harry clung to Draco wrapping his legs tighter around him. Harry moaned Draco’s name as he hit orgasm, filling the only space left between them with his hot spunk. Harry shuddered and clamped down on Draco.
Draco gasped as he felt Harry’s tight channel get tighter and gave a few weak thrusts before he came too, moaning Harry’s name. Draco collapsed on Harry, catching his breath before his cock was soft enough to slip out.
Harry whimpered a complaint as he felt Draco’s softening cock slip out of his abused hole(s) [lol, j/k]. Draco spelled them clean as he fell onto the bed, dragging Harry under the blankets, answering Harry’s un-asked question of if he was allowed to stay or not. That’s how they fell asleep, Draco spooned up behind Harry, brushing a quick kiss across his forehead before he drifted off.
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Harry and Draco slowly entered the Slytherin common room, cautiously looking around the corner, and were met by at least 30 sets of eyes. All who were waiting for their prince to head to bed first. When they saw the two 7th years enter the common room holding hands, the wolf whistles and cat calls started and even someone shouted, “ABOUT TIME!” Harry blushed and ducked his head behind Draco’s shoulder, who just smirked with a slight barely visible flush.
Draco walked up to a door and pulled it open, yanking Harry inside, before slamming it closed. Also casting a locking spell on it. “No silencing spell?” Harry asked nervously. Draco sighed, “Fine,” then muttered a quick one, “Now you can scream as loud as you want, happy?” Harry walked up to Draco, putting his arms around his waist saying, “Of course.”
Harry smiled momentarily before pulling away to look around the room. There was a queen sized 4-poster bed with a black comforter, pulled slightly back showing silk silver sheets. Harry eyes skimmed over the trunk at the end of the bed. All in all the room looked extremely tidy, “Nice.” Harry said, plopping down onto the bed.
“Thanks.” Draco said, walking gracefully over to Harry, slowly removing his robe, leaving him only in a pair of black slacks, which did nothing to hide his boner, and a silver button down shirt. Harry licked his lips. “Like what you see?” Draco asked seductively.
Harry smirked, “Maybe” and then reached forward to hook two fingers in Draco’s belt loops, yanking him closer, between his legs and then looked up at him. Draco looked down and smiled before using a burst of wandless magic to pop the top button to his slacks.
“Are you trying to tell me something?” Harry asked innocently. “Maybe.” Draco said lifting Harry’s chin with a finger. Harry smiled and keeping his eyes locked with Draco’s, sucked the digit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip, scraping his teeth against the pad. Draco groaned as finger was encased in the wet heat that was Harry’s mouth.
Draco removed his finger regretfully, before grabbing his chin, pressing his lips hard against Harry’s. Harry kissed back just as fervently. He pulled away breathless, smiling. “Do me a favor while you’re down there?” Draco asked him, mischievously. “Maybe.” Harry replied, then leaned forward and caught the zipper to Draco’s pants with his teeth, pulling it down slowly.
The sound of the zipper being slid down filled the room. Draco moved his hands to Harry’s shoulders as his knees began to weaken in anticipation. Harry, fingers still in the belt loops, pulled the pants down slowly, teasingly. Underneath the slacks, Draco wore black silk boxers.
Draco suddenly pushed on Harry’s shoulders, laying him flat, he had changed his mind about the blowjob in favor of just wanting to get Harry naked as fast as possible.
Harry had fallen back on his elbows with a confused look on his face. Draco just smirked and lifted his hands to his buttons on his shirt, popping them open one after another, slowly. Harry’s eyes followed Draco’s hands as if his life depended on it, feasting on the flesh shown.
When all the buttons were removed, Draco let the shirt slip sensually off his shoulders, now only clad in a pair of boxers. Draco got onto the bed and straddled Harry’s hips, using his hands to lay him flat on his back.
Draco slid his hands under Harry’s shirt, kneading the firm quidditch muscles, and teasingly thumbed the nipples. Harry sighed, moving his hands to Draco’s hips. “Nuh uh… no touching.” Draco tisked and grabbed Harry’s hands, pinning them over his head, “Now… about those clothes…” Draco then whispered a charm in Harry’s ear.
Harry’s clothes, boxers included, turned into strips of fabric. Draco brushed the couple of strings on Harry’s chest away, “Beautiful.” He whispered. Harry blushed, “So are you.” Draco smiled, “I know.” He said smugly.
“Now where to start…” Draco said switching to hold Harry’s hands with just one of his and then traced a finger, on his free, hand down Harry’s chest, tracing circles around his nipples, flicking them before dragging it lower.
“Tease.” Harry mumbled, squirming as Draco’s fingers lay a few innocent inches from his throbbing cock. Draco laughed, “I’m only a tease unless I don’t go through with what I started.” Draco’s hand finally closed over Harry’s member, “And I plan on following through on everything I started.” And then started to slowly stroke up and down, adding a twist at the top every once in a while.
Draco leaned forward to nuzzle and nip at Harry’s neck, where Draco’s mark already lay, making it brighter. Harry leaned his neck back to make room for Draco to attack, while he moaned his name. Draco whispered a lubricating charm and his hand slid up and down easier.
Harry gasped as the hand coated his erection in lubrication, reveling in the texture. Draco finally released Harry’s hands, knowing he was too distracted to do anything with them, then slid down Harry’s body, nipping at his collarbone, nipples, and plunging his tongue into Harry’s navel, and smirking as the Gryffindor’s back arched.
Draco released Harry’s cock from his grip and slid his fingers down behind his balls, and ran his still lubricated fingers over the pucker, prodding gently. Harry tensed slightly before relaxing with a sigh, sounding content, feeling like he just came home.
Draco scraped his teeth over Harry’s hip before smoothing his tongue over it and continuing on. Draco breathed hot air over the head of Harry’s cock. Harry trembled with want, “Please” he said gripping tight at the sheets on either side of his head. “I can’t… please” Draco grinned at how easy it was to make the emerald eyed Gryffindor incoherent.
Draco licked at the tip of Harry’s cock before wrapping his mouth around it, swirling his tongue around it, while gently sliding his finger into Harry’s tight hole. Harry moaned at the attention Draco was giving him, it was almost too much… almost.
Draco took more of Harry’s cock into his mouth, while curling his finger inside him, searching for the gland that would make him see white lightning. Draco added another finger and curled to the left, and he felt it.
“Oh” Harry gasped, pushing down against Draco’s magical fingers, fucking himself on them. Draco rubbed the spot a little more before adding another finger. “Now” Harry gasped, he wasn’t going to last much longer under these ministrations.
Draco removed his fingers saying another lubrication charm, coating his own neglected member with his free hand, as he let Harry’s cock slip from his mouth before sliding up Harry’s body. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco’s neck, pulling their mouths together.
Draco ran a hand up and down Harry’s side soothingly as his other hand guided his hot prick into Harry’s tight hole. Harry squeezed his eyes shut, trying to relax. Draco cupped Harry’s cheek, whispering, “Open your eyes, watch me.” Harry slowly peered up Draco, locking their eyes. Draco licked the tear he saw slide down Harry’s cheek.
Harry smiled at Draco and lifted his hips and wrapped his legs around Draco’s waist to signal for him to continue. Draco lost his breath as the movement caused him to sink deeper into Harry’s tight heat.
Draco pulled Harry into a searing kiss as he started a slow rhythm, more rocking than fucking. Draco reached between them to grasp Harry’s leaking cock, rubbing him in time to the rocking. The rhythm they hadn’t didn’t last ass they both neared the apex (my new vocab word from English, sorry, I felt the need to use it, lol, it means the height, the top) of there orgasms and turned into frantic thrusts.
Harry clung to Draco wrapping his legs tighter around him. Harry moaned Draco’s name as he hit orgasm, filling the only space left between them with his hot spunk. Harry shuddered and clamped down on Draco.
Draco gasped as he felt Harry’s tight channel get tighter and gave a few weak thrusts before he came too, moaning Harry’s name. Draco collapsed on Harry, catching his breath before his cock was soft enough to slip out.
Harry whimpered a complaint as he felt Draco’s softening cock slip out of his abused hole(s) [lol, j/k]. Draco spelled them clean as he fell onto the bed, dragging Harry under the blankets, answering Harry’s un-asked question of if he was allowed to stay or not. That’s how they fell asleep, Draco spooned up behind Harry, brushing a quick kiss across his forehead before he drifted off.
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