Stuck! - The Elevator Story

Draco\'s first coherent thought when Harry started kissing him was that he should shove the boy off.

And then –

Maybe punch him in the face.

*That* would have been the proper and logical thing to do.

Logic however, got a little muted against his id.

Which was whining rather insistently about how Harry\'s lips were really quite soft and warm against his.

It felt nice.

Really nice.

So, he started kissing Harry back.

*Woah.*

He had kissed a couple of girls before (Slytherin only, of course).

But now that seemed awfully pale in comparison to this.

Those girls had, in one way or another, held back when they were kissing him. Worried that their lipstick would smear, or something equally stupid like that.

Harry however; was definitely *not* holding back.

*Mmm-mmm.* thought Draco hazily, with his eyes shut.

He felt the boy\'s hand slowly start trailing up his smooth back, easily sending shivers through his entire body. The hand grasped the back of his neck to pull him in closer.

Without even thinking (he was feeling strangely fuzzy in the head from their sudden liplock), Draco obediently complied and pressed his body up against Harry\'s.

Which garnered an almost instantaneous reaction from the dark-haired boy.

A low growl vibrated from the base of his throat and he took a quick step forward, pushing Draco backwards and holding the boy captive in a corner.

He could hear Draco gasp audibly into his open mouth and felt a thrill course through him to know that he had been the one to cause it.

He suddenly wondered what other sounds he could force out of the boy.

And impulsively he pulled his head back; breaking their kiss.

Dazed by the sudden release of pressure, Draco opened his eyes slowly and blinked in confusion.

But no sooner than he could mouth a protest, he threw his head back against the wall and let out an involuntary moan.

Harry was gently sucking on his neck.

None of the girls ever did *that*!

Draco\'s head was swimming with this newly-found pleasure and he gasped and wet his lips unconsciously.

Harry continued to nibble on his sensitive skin and flicked an earlobe with his wicked tongue.

Draco\'s hands feverishly clawed across Harry\'s bare tanned back, leaving red finger-shaped trails behind them.

Inspired, Harry shifted his right thigh to lodge it between Draco\'s legs.

And both his hands travelled smoothly downwards to grab a firm hold of the blonde\'s delectably cute arse, lifting him up easily.

So that now the boy would effectively have to straddle his pant-covered thigh.

In this new raised position, Draco\'s neck was more accessible to him.

And he buried his head in the blonde’s hair briefly before attacking his neck with renewed fervour.

The mere brush of Draco’s cockinstinst Harry\'s leg shifting between Draco\'s had been enough to make him uncomfortably hard.

He couldn\'t hold back the groan when Harry lifted him up to straddle his leg.

His fingers dug into Harry\'s shoulders as he gasped and arched his back in surprise.

The rough pressure and sudden weight felt so sinfully good against his hardening sex; that he longed for more contact.

If Draco was honest with himself, he knew that he would have to chalk this up as the single most intense experience of his life so far.

Everything that Harry was doing to him raised their intensity up several mind-blowing notches.

Draco could hardly keep up.

*Wait a minute…*

Suddenly, Draco realised uncomfortably that he had been wilfully *submitting* to the other boy all the while.

Letting *him* take control.

Even if the boy was doing the most amazing things with his mouth; this fact was still not sitting well with Draco’s traditionally dominant male ego.

But he bit his lip now and sighed as Harry planted quick rough kisses across his jaw line. Stumbling across an especially sensitive spot on his throat, he moaned as he felt Harry bite it gently before swirling the tip of his tepid tongue over it.

Not feeling satisfied with their relative inertia; Harry now started to rock his thigh forwards and back.

He didn’t even realise what he was doing at first.

He just started to moving instinctively when Draco’s hanging thigh; trapped between his own started brushing against his groin.

It had felt good and so-right.

He moved slowly at first.

Tentatively.

But he soon grew bold and started humping Draco\'s leg in earnest, not able to hold back any longer.

Meanwhile, the pleasure that had been pooling dormant in Draco\'s groin skyrocketed a thousand-fold from this amazing friction between them.

His body also seemed to know exactly what to do.

Slim hips started bucking automatically in time to Harry\'s rhythmic thrusts.

He succumbed and gasped Harry\'s name under his breath.

\"God, Potter!\"

He *never* wanted this to stop.

*No, wait!*

He was still a Slytherin.

And everyone knows *Slytherins* were the ones who were supposed to take charge of any situation.

Imagine the shame and humiliation if *anyone* found out that he; Draco Malfoy, had been Harry Potter\'s bitch for a day!

Draco pushed Harry\'s shoulders backwards in horror and disgust.

It didn’t do much to stop Harry’s momentum.

The poor boy was quite lost in himself.

\"Stop!\" Draco rasped just as Harry rocked him upwards again, sending the maddening shockwaves of pleasure reeling through his cock.

Draco could feel his wits starting to stray again.

\"What?\" Harry panted impatiently, not stopping.

\"Put me down!\" Draco gasped sharply and pushed Harry backwards again.

Harry ceased his thrusts and stared at the boy, completely baffled and utterly disappointed.

His cock was also aching from some unfinished business.

He finally lowered Draco angrily.

\"You\'re absolutely mad!\" he shouted, still quite breathless, and threw his arms up in frustration.

\"Oh, shut up, Potter!\" Draco said rudely, before roughly pushing the boy backwards and down onto the floor with him.

Now completely horizontal, Draco placed a flat palm on either side of Harry\'s shoulders to brace his own weighthe hhe hovered over the boy, their noses mere inches apart.

He smirked and raised a bemused eyebrow at Harry\'s bewildered expression beneath him.

\"*I* get to be on top.\" he explained smugly as he pushed Harry\'s splayed legs apart with his knee and settled his lower half between them.

Once ensconced, he immediately thrust his hips sharply against Harry\'s painfully obvious erection.

\"Ah!\" Harry exhaled sharply.

\"You are *such* an ass, Malfoy.\" he shook his head, gritting his teeth as Draco rolled his hips again, sending waves of pleasure through Harry’s aching cock.

\"But it\'s *such* a nice ass...\" Draco whispered close to Harry\'s ear, making the boy shiver.

Harry snorted at this but his hands moved nevertheless to grasp the blonde\'s rear and squeeze it appreciatively through the rough material of his jeans.

Draco licked the tip of his nose playfully and deftly removed his glasses, tossing it aside carelessly before plunging his tongue down Harry\'s surprised mouth.

Obviously not displeased at all with this sudden turn of events; Harry wrapped his legs around Draco\'s narrows hips in response.

Their bodies rocked on the floor; in mutual escalating need.

The lift was silent now, all that could be heard were the ragged breaths of two incredibly horny teenage boys.

But Harry still felt the need to inform, no, *warn* the blonde in some way that he was already past the turning point now.

\"Don\'t.\"

\"You Fucking.\"

\"*D-a-r-e*\"

\"Stop Now.\" Harry panted out, in between hungry kisses.

He could feel Draco snicker evilly against his mouth.

Harry, however, had no cause for worry.

Above him; Draco started to speed up his thrusts.

He could feel it getting close.

The familiar pressure was building up in his balls and he was yearning for sweet release.

Harry seemed to sense the blonde\'s urgency and started to match his own movements to Draco\'s more feverish ones till they were somehow moving in tandem once again.

He held Draco’s hips against him firmly, keeping it in check.

Before he sharply rolled his own hips upwards, sending Draco over the edge with that one move.

The blonde gasped in surprise, breaking their kiss.

He snapped his pelvis forward in short stabbing thrusts; breaking his rhythm as the full force of the orgasm coursed through his body, completely shattering him.

He finally collapsed on top of the boy, his eyes closed, still breathing heavily.

He could sense Harry’s eyes on him.

Could feel the other boy\'s erection still rocking desperately against his own receding one.

The last of his climaxing shudders gradually ebbed away, and Draco opened his eyes slowly.

To see Harry looking at him, his expression both fascinated and somewhat astounded. As if he couldn’t believe that he had just made Draco Malfoy come in his pants.

And Draco just couldn\'t help it.

He smiled goofily at the boy.

\"That was awesome.\" he said truthfully and clumsily planted a kiss on Harry’s cheek.

Harry merely licked his lips and looked at him with pleading eyes.

His rocking thrusts were getting more and more urgent, and the movements were almost painful against Draco\'s now sensitive cock.

He slipped a hand in between them, and making a quick job of it - he unzipped Harry\'s pants.

There was no other way he could make Harry come now, without causing himself considerable pain.

Besides, maybe it was time *he* raised things up a notch.

Draco grinned evilly, mind still buzzing from his post-coital high.

He slipped his hand underneath the elastic waistband of Harry\'s boxers and, without hesitation, firmly grasped the slick stem of the boy\'s turgid cock in his hand.

Harry exhaled sharply and said something like \"Oh!\".

This was *way*, *w-a-y* more intense than any of his jacking-off sessions has ever been, he thought to himself.

Harry wondered if Malfoy\'s hand had some magical qualities of its own.

Whatever the reason, what he was doing to Harry’s cock felt amazing enough to make him stop his rocking.

Feeling a little nervous, he laid his head back on the floor resignedly, allowing Draco\'s hand complete autonomy.

The blonde was watching him intently now, his gaze predatory and oddly serious, blonde eyebrows knitted together in intense concentration.

His expression belying the fact that just below; his hand was busily pumping away at Harry\'s weeping cock.

He didn’t take his eyes away from Harry’s.

Harry had never felt so exposed and so vulnerable before.

It felt weird and scary.

Yet, he wanted it to go on forever.

His life in Draco’s hot hand.

Draco meanwhile, was thinking about how incredibly sexy it was to watch The-Boy-Who-Lived writhe and squirm helplessly beneath him.

To have total control of everything that this boy was experiencing.

God, he *wanted* to make Harry come.

And he wanted to watch him come; so badly now.

He sped up the motions of his hand mercilessly.

Faster and faster his hand pumped and circled Harry’s c

CausHarrHarry to emit cute little helpless noises beneath him.

And he was looking at Draco with those big pretty eyes of his, and the most vulnerable expression in them.

Was it so wrong that Draco was absolutely *loving* every precious second of this?

Lightly squeezing the shaft suddenly, Draco stroked his thumb almost roughly over the head.

Harry cried out, and grabbed at his shoulders desperately, arching his spine upwards of the floor.

Draco could feel the molten heat of the boy\'s cum spread across his palm and he felt a certain satisfaction and pride at himself.

Unlike himself, Harry was keeping his eyes open and fixed at his face as he came. In seemingly endless spurts.

Draco delighted in this as well; not breaking his gaze from Harry’s to even blink.

No one had ever allowed themselves to be so openly vulnerable and intimate with him before.

It was like a drug.

And Draco wanted to shoot it all day long.

As the last of the shudders wracked through Harry’s body, he held the boy close, soothing him through the aftershocks with light kisses on his shoulder.

After a while, he could feel the rapid pace of Harry’s heart start to slow down finally and he suddenly realised that his hand was still wrapped around Harry’s now-spent cock.

He wiped his sticky hand on the edge of Harry’s shor

And then tucked the boy gently back into his pants, zipping him up carefully after.

He turned his head to look at Harry, who was staring at him, mouth a little slack and still breathing heavily through it.

Draco kissed him on his forehead briefly before lowering his own to rest it against the boy’s and closed his eyes, relishing the delicious tingles that spread across his head from the simple contact.

They just laid there; not moving for several moments.

Basking in the afterglow in perfect contentment and silence.

Before Harry finally broke the quiet with one word.

“Wow.”

Draco smiled and laughed softly, shaking his head.

“Well, that did the job, alright.” he joked.

“Yeah...” Harry agreed, lifting his chin just a little to catch the blonde’s lips with his own.

They kissed differently now.

Languid and slow.

Draco hummed deep in his chest in approval as he kissed Harry back.

Frankly, he wouldn’t mind having another go.

*Well, maybe after five more minutes of this.* he thought distractedly as Harry’s tongue darted and chased his own.

They waren’t animals, after all!

But sadly for Draco, those five minutes in the end, proved to be a tad too long.

Because right at that moment, a sharp rapping from outside resonated through the grille next to them.

It made them both jump.

And the voice of help, that they had both been praying for to come, now buthrothrough from the other side.

Sounding quite clear and frightening close.

“HEL-LOOOO in there! Sorry about the malfunction! But we’ll get you out in a jiffy, all right? Just a f-e-w more seconds and we’ll get this door wide open for you!”

They stared at each other mutely, two pairs of eyes wide in panic.

Neither had imagined it would be feel quite so horrifying to be rescued.

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(tbc…)

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