Windows of the Soul

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.


Author's Notes: This story ignores HBP and DH. Thank you to my beta Sometimeselkie for all her hard work. This is my first attempt at slash, so please be kind.


Chapter 4 - Surprises


Harry grabbed Draco by the front of his robes, leaned down, and pressed his lips brutally on to Draco’s when he felt hands grab his head and hold it still.

Hands seemed to be everywhere and robes were pulled off, shirts were un-tucked and ripped open, lips were on necks, and teeth nipped sensitive flesh. The only sounds in the room were of heavy breathing and moans of pleasure.

“Oh, Merlin, Draco, I have missed you,” Harry whispered against Draco’s throat.

With a quick push, Draco landed on the bed stunned for a moment until he felt fingers opening his belt and then his zip. His trousers were pulled down leaving him in his silk boxers.

He gasped when he felt lips covering his straining erection and Harry’s fingers reached up and grasped the waistband and carefully removed his boxers. Draco tried to sit up and help Harry with his clothes, but was pushed firmly down, with what sounded very nearly like a growl.

“You are wearing too many clothes, Harry. I need you, and I need you now!” Draco’s voice was nearly a whine.

Harry stood up, and very slowly started to remove his clothing, revelling in the look of passion on his lover’s face. When he was down to his boxer’s he bent down and pressed his lips around Draco’s erection. He smiled as he heard Draco hiss; he was going to enjoy this.

There hadn’t been many times that Harry had Draco at his mercy and he was going to take his time and drive him mad.

Draco couldn’t believe what Harry was doing to him. When he had undressed he thought he would go mad with just looking at his lover, but then Harry had kissed his cock and he had nearly come with that small touch. Harry always had that effect on him but he tried not to show it...not too much.

Now Harry had lightly feathered his fingers over his balls and was now making his way up his cock. Draco put his hands in Harry’s hair and tried to pull his head up to his lips.

“Uh uh, Draco, it’s my turn tonight.”

Harry waved his hand. With a wordless spell, suddenly Draco’s hands were magically bound above his head to the bed. Draco struggled against his invisible bonds, but he knew that it was useless. He wasn’t getting loose until Harry wanted him to.

Draco felt Harry’s tongue run over his balls, followed by little bites as he travelled down towards his arse. Harry gently spread the two succulent cheeks and blew ever so lightly over the puckered hole. Draco whimpered and jerked his hips upwards when he felt Harry’s tongue run over him and press gently inside.

Draco moaned, “Merlin. Harry…more... deeper…more…” Harry smirked at the sounds coming from his lover.

He reached into the neglected clothing and retrieved the tube of lube that he had brought with him…just in case.

Taking the lid off, he squeezed some onto his fingers and carefully inserted a finger into the tight, hot hole. It hurt but then there was pleasure, oh...Merlin ...pleasure, so much Draco thought he was going to pass out from it.

Harry put another finger in and watched as his lover moaned, twisted, and tried to get him to go harder, faster, and deeper all at once.

Three fingers were inserted and with a twist upwards, Harry found the nub of nerves he was looking for.

“Oh Merlin, Harry. Harderfasterwantyoudeeperinmenow.”

Harry looked at Draco and thought that he had never looked as beautiful as he did when he was being fucked by him. He squeezed more lube over his straining, weeping cock and took his fingers out of Draco’s arse. Draco whimpered slightly at the loss.

He rested Draco’s legs onto his shoulders. “I have missed you so much.” With that, he pushed past the tight ring of muscle and slid all the way in until he was seated deep within Draco’s body, balls tight against Draco’s arse, stopping for a few seconds so that they both could get used to the sensation.

Harry would never get over the sensation of being in Draco’s tight, hot arse. Draco started to move his hips a little and was whispering into his ear, “Move, Harry…please move...I need you to move.”

Harry pulled out and pushed back in very slowly, an inch at a time all the while smiling at Draco. “Like that?”

“Merlin, no, Harry, harder, for Merlin’s sake! HARDER!”

Harry smiled as Draco was writhing underneath him. He pulled back and slammed back into him again and again, watching Draco’s face contort in pleasure.

Harry reached between their bodies and grabbed Draco’s weeping cock. Using the pre-come as lube, he started to pump his hand in time with his thrusts.

Draco could feel the heat building and then he was coming, screaming Harry’s name. He could feel his cum all over his stomach and Harry’s hand.

Harry couldn’t help it, but when he felt Draco’s muscles contract with his orgasm, he thrust in three more times and then he was groaning Draco’s name and pulsing with his own release.

Shaking and sated, Harry carefully pulled out of his very tired lover. With a flick of his hand, he cast a cleaning charm on the both of them and released Draco’s hands; he snuggled up behind his lover, pulled the blanket over them, and kissed the back of his head.

Draco wriggled closer to the heat of his lover, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep, swiftly followed by Harry.