Operation: Seduce Potter
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
3,128
Reviews:
6
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Currently Reading:
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Day 4
Harry sighed happily and snuggled closer to the warmth behind him, strong arms pulling him closer. A leg was entwined with his, holding him close. Draco’s face was buried in his neck and Harry felt his hot breath against him. He shivered, becoming hard from the closeness of the embrace.
After they had woken later yesterday, after their pleasure giving, they had talked and talked until it was nearly midnight. Harry had told Draco about the abuse he had suffered at the hands of his family and Draco had wanted to AK them. After, Draco had wrapped Harry up like a delicate package and they had drifted off to sleep, relishing in each other's warmth.
He scooted backwards, as if he was attempting to climb into Draco’s body and that mouth, that wonderful mouth, started nibbling on him neck.
“Mmm,” Harry moaned, leaning his head back so he could see Draco and give him better access to his neck. He felt Draco’s lips curl into a smirk as they ghosted his skin.
“Morning,” Draco growled as he turned Harry round and claimed his lips in a savage, yet loving kiss. Harry melted into the kiss, his body becoming limp. Draco’s tongue slid into his mouth and their tongues battled for dominance, Harry letting Draco win easily. Eventually they came up for air, both panting.
“Morning,” Harry replied breathlessly.
Draco smirked again. He liked that he had this kind of effect on Harry. He reached towards Harry, hand playing over his chest and tweaking his nipples as he passed them to earn a groan from the other boy. His hand continued lower, passed his navel, to his morning erection. Draco grasped Harry’s cock and started to rub it, swiping his thumb over the tip, spreading the pre-come around. Harry threw his head back and moaned, thrusting into Draco’s hand. Draco captured Harry’s parted lips in a soft, gentle kiss and Harry pulled back to moan his pleasure.
“Draco...oh gods, right there... uhhgg... oh gods!” Harry moaned closing his eyes as the pleasure coursed through his body.
“Open your eyes, love. I want to see you,” Draco told him in a husky voice and Harry obeyed.
Emerald eyes met grey ones, both lust filled. Harry reached his hand towards Draco’s cock and grasped it, returning the pleasure and making his lover moan, getting turned on by the sounds escaping his throat. They continued until both of them came. Draco reached for his wand and cleaned them up before settling down again, turning to Harry and kissing him hard.
“That was defiantly a good way to start the morning,” Draco smirked, raking his eyes down Harry’s body as the younger boy blushed.
“Draco...” Harry started. Draco raised an eyebrow.
“Yes, love?” He replied, kissing Harry’s forehead and bringing the smaller boy close to him, arms wrapped around him.
“Are...do… is this…” Harry stumbled over the words as he tuned his face from his… what? Lover? Harry supposed that that was the right term, although they hadn’t… he blushed at the thought of Draco shagging him.
“What, love?” Draco asked, his pale hand turning Harry’s face towards him once more and staring into the emerald eyes that captivated him.
“When we get back to school… is this just a fling?”
Harry closed his eyes, not wanting the answer. He couldn’t bare it if it was just a fling – and Draco did have a reputation for playing the field. Harry was in love with the blonde haired boy. Could his heart take another blow?
Draco reached up and touched his cheek, “Harry…This is…” he started and Harry tensed.
It was coming. He knew it. He pulled away from Draco, but the other boy tightened his grip, holding him there. He couldn’t stay; he couldn’t hear those words, the words that were going to come out of Draco’s mouth. He was a freak; Aunt Petunia said so and Uncle Vernon and Dudley. He didn’t deserve happiness – after all how can he have happiness when he puts the people around him in danger.
Draco never loosened his hold on Harry and pulled him closer, tucking him against him, whispering soothing words to the boy. When he had quieted, Draco whispered the three words that Harry had longed to hear:
“I love you.”
After they had woken later yesterday, after their pleasure giving, they had talked and talked until it was nearly midnight. Harry had told Draco about the abuse he had suffered at the hands of his family and Draco had wanted to AK them. After, Draco had wrapped Harry up like a delicate package and they had drifted off to sleep, relishing in each other's warmth.
He scooted backwards, as if he was attempting to climb into Draco’s body and that mouth, that wonderful mouth, started nibbling on him neck.
“Mmm,” Harry moaned, leaning his head back so he could see Draco and give him better access to his neck. He felt Draco’s lips curl into a smirk as they ghosted his skin.
“Morning,” Draco growled as he turned Harry round and claimed his lips in a savage, yet loving kiss. Harry melted into the kiss, his body becoming limp. Draco’s tongue slid into his mouth and their tongues battled for dominance, Harry letting Draco win easily. Eventually they came up for air, both panting.
“Morning,” Harry replied breathlessly.
Draco smirked again. He liked that he had this kind of effect on Harry. He reached towards Harry, hand playing over his chest and tweaking his nipples as he passed them to earn a groan from the other boy. His hand continued lower, passed his navel, to his morning erection. Draco grasped Harry’s cock and started to rub it, swiping his thumb over the tip, spreading the pre-come around. Harry threw his head back and moaned, thrusting into Draco’s hand. Draco captured Harry’s parted lips in a soft, gentle kiss and Harry pulled back to moan his pleasure.
“Draco...oh gods, right there... uhhgg... oh gods!” Harry moaned closing his eyes as the pleasure coursed through his body.
“Open your eyes, love. I want to see you,” Draco told him in a husky voice and Harry obeyed.
Emerald eyes met grey ones, both lust filled. Harry reached his hand towards Draco’s cock and grasped it, returning the pleasure and making his lover moan, getting turned on by the sounds escaping his throat. They continued until both of them came. Draco reached for his wand and cleaned them up before settling down again, turning to Harry and kissing him hard.
“That was defiantly a good way to start the morning,” Draco smirked, raking his eyes down Harry’s body as the younger boy blushed.
“Draco...” Harry started. Draco raised an eyebrow.
“Yes, love?” He replied, kissing Harry’s forehead and bringing the smaller boy close to him, arms wrapped around him.
“Are...do… is this…” Harry stumbled over the words as he tuned his face from his… what? Lover? Harry supposed that that was the right term, although they hadn’t… he blushed at the thought of Draco shagging him.
“What, love?” Draco asked, his pale hand turning Harry’s face towards him once more and staring into the emerald eyes that captivated him.
“When we get back to school… is this just a fling?”
Harry closed his eyes, not wanting the answer. He couldn’t bare it if it was just a fling – and Draco did have a reputation for playing the field. Harry was in love with the blonde haired boy. Could his heart take another blow?
Draco reached up and touched his cheek, “Harry…This is…” he started and Harry tensed.
It was coming. He knew it. He pulled away from Draco, but the other boy tightened his grip, holding him there. He couldn’t stay; he couldn’t hear those words, the words that were going to come out of Draco’s mouth. He was a freak; Aunt Petunia said so and Uncle Vernon and Dudley. He didn’t deserve happiness – after all how can he have happiness when he puts the people around him in danger.
Draco never loosened his hold on Harry and pulled him closer, tucking him against him, whispering soothing words to the boy. When he had quieted, Draco whispered the three words that Harry had longed to hear:
“I love you.”