Mind Reading Isn\'t Just A Myth

I’m waiting for Potter outside the Great Hall in a broom closet.

I guessed right that he’d leave a little early to avoid questions from the Gryffindorks.

I am so clever.

If I do say so myself.

Right, now I just have to grab him.

‘What the…!’

‘Shut up Potter!’

Hearing my voice sure made him shut up.

‘Malfoy?’

*Shit! I’m locked in a broom closet with Draco Malfoy!*

‘The very same. Why? Don’t you want to be locked in a broom closet with me?’

*Where is his hand going…? Shit!*

I thought he was hard.

Right Draco, time to do what you’re famous for.

The floor’s a bit dirty for kneeling on, actually.

Oh sod it.

‘Malfoy, we shouldn’t…’

Shut up Potter.

I might just put a curse on you.

*Stop? You don’t want him to stop! Shut up for once Harry.*

‘I agree.’

Right, where’s his zip?

Nice and slow, Draco, remember he’s a virgin.

Woah!

He’s… um… well… er…

Great.

I sound like a first year about to do her first head.

Though he is gorgeous.

Long but not too thick. He won’t bruise my throat, but he will fill my mouth, that’s for sure!

Gods, he purple!

And he’s leaking.

When did Potter become so fucking good looking?

Concentrate Draco, concentrate.

*Why isn’t he doing anything? Is something wrong? Christ, this is all a prank!*

‘Don’t even think of moving Potter. Let me admire you for a minute.’

Blushing again.

I will do something about that.

Ok, blow on it.

Christ, he fucking moaned!

Already!

He looks close already, and I haven’t touched him.

He must really love me.

Hmm, I wonder how he’d feel in my hand?

Oh!

Like that!

He’s just the right size.

I’m stroking him firmly, and Gods, the sounds he’s making!

I don’t think anyone’s ever been so receptive.

Oh Merlin, this sight is just fan-fucking-tastic!

I’ve got Potter slumped against a door, flushed and hard for me as I stroke him.

Surely I can do more than this?

HHMM!

He tastes sweet, yet salty at the same time!

Delicious.

And he feels like metal covered in silk.

I wonder what he’d feel like in my mouth?

Wow!

He fills me up so completely.

Is it wrong that this feels so bloody right?

Probably.

Shit, I don’t care.

‘Oh Merlin… Draco…’

He said my name!

He actually said my name!

Ok, that’s not the big deal.

The deal is how he said it;

He PURRED it!

While his cock is in my mouth!

He’s bucking, he’s close.

‘Draco… Draco… Draco… Fuck, that’s good… right there… oh yeah!’

I’m so bloody aroused!

No Draco, stick to the plan.

Now, I want him to come now!

I know, I’m selfish.

His balls are in my hand, and I’m tugging them, and he’s practically screaming.

I am very grateful that I cast that anti-eavesdropping spell.

‘Draco… Coming… DRACO!’

I’m so greedy.

I sucked him bone dry.

*Fuck… fuck… that was… amazing!*

Well, of course it was you idiot!

I gave you a blowjob.

I’m the best at everything I do.

Of course it was amazing.

Gods, he’s beautiful, all flushed and shaking.

Wait, did I just say Potter’s beautiful?

Oh sod it.

I’ll think about it later.

Right now I want to kiss those gorgeous, pouty lips.

He’s been biting them!

They’re all swollen!

Does those boy know exactly what I like or what?

Shit, he knows how to kiss.

I know he can taste himself on my tongue.

Hey, stop stealing it. I want some left.

Mmm, he takes of vanilla and a hint of hazelnut.

‘Mmm, you taste of cherries.’

I know.

You stopped kissing me to tell me that?

This shouldn’t feel so good.

Shut up mind, I don’t care.

I just sucked Harry Potter dry, and damn did it feel wonderful.

I don’t need you interrupting me while I get to kiss him either!

*Fuck Draco. If you stop kissing me, I will quite literally die.*

Can’t have that can we?

I’m saving the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Kill-Voldemort!

This has nothing to do with me actually wanting him.

Because I don’t!

I don’t!

*Oh Merlin, Draco… I love you.*

WHAT?


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